Years of Intoxication

He Gu expected that Gu QingPei would ask this, he coughed lightly: "What do you want to gossip about, Mr. Gu?"

GuQingPei turned his cup and smiled lightly: "Casual chat, just curious. Are you alumni? Didn't you know each other for many years?"

"ten years."

"Oh, that was long enough."

"Yes." Ten years later, He Gu felt a little emotional.

Ten years sounds like a long time. Looking back, it seems to have passed by in a flash. Many things seem to be still yesterday. Sometimes when I wake up in my sleep, I don’t know what year I am in. The older I get, the older I get. , the more you feel that time flies like an arrow and life is short.

"You and him... It's really hard to associate with each other. It's not that you are bad, but that you seem to have no connection with that circle at all."

"There is no intersection, I just met in the same school before."

"classmate?"

"No, he's two years younger than me, and we met at a school event." He Gu felt a little dazed when he remembered ten years ago.

"Then you became..." GuQingPei was too embarrassed to tell the whole story, after all, the two of them were not that familiar yet.

He Gu smiled and said "hmm".

GuQingPei frowned slightly: "You don't want to find a decent boyfriend?"

He Gu shook his head: "Mr. Gu, you also know me. My personality is boring and not good at pleasing others. I think it's good to be like this now."

GuQingPei looked at He Gu pretending to be calm and breezy, and remembered Song Juhan's hostile look that day, a glint of inquiry flashed in his eyes, but he didn't point it out: "That's right, it's just to find someone to be a companion, but to be honest Yes, if you think like this now, it may not be so in a few years. I used to think it was so good, free from restraint and no burden, but now I want to settle down more and more. There is someone who can know cold and hot, people, they will change of."

"Yeah, let's talk about it when I change." If one day he really changes his mind, it would be something worth raising a glass to celebrate.

"What type do you like? You are in good condition, and I can introduce you to some of my friends when I have time." GuQingPei added: "Don't say you like Song Juhan, who looks like that, where can I find you? Go." He blinked his eyes and smiled.

He Gu also smiled: "Actually, I don't know either." He hardly considered the question of what type he likes, his liking has been stereotyped by Song Juhan many years ago, and Song Juhan is unique, let's talk about the type.

"Well, it's nothing. If you have time, I will show you some people in your circle. You can't be too out of date."

Why can't I laugh.What GuQingPei said makes sense, maybe if he gets to know more people and see the world more, he won't be so narrowly focused on that little wishful thinking. Of course, he doesn't think there is anything wrong now, who would If he can really seek benevolence and obtain benevolence forever, he just can't get someone.

After chatting casually for a few words, GuQingPei talked about wanting to poach him again, why did he know that this was the main purpose of GuQingPei, and even intentionally revealing his sexuality and shortening the distance between each other might be to achieve this purpose, However, it is of course a good thing that one's ability is recognized. The two of them talked very happily, and he was really moved.

After the party that day, he and Gu Qingpei got closer and got a better understanding of the company that Gu Qingpei will be working in. After finishing the few cases at hand, he planned to take a good rest during the Chinese New Year. , seriously think about it.

Soon it was his birthday, which happened to be the weekend, but he still woke up early like he usually went to work.

After breakfast, he got a fucking call.Since his father passed away, the mother and son have only met once in more than ten years. The only contact between them is a phone call on his birthday and a red envelope sent by him during the Chinese New Year. It was the distant politeness and pleasantries, as if it was a routine that had to be done because of their blood relationship.

This year seems to be a little different, his fucking voice doesn't sound as energetic as in previous years, asking him in a calm voice how he is recently.

He Gu frowned: "Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, low blood pressure, old problem, how about you?"

"I am OK."

"That's good...you're 28 years old, time flies so fast."

"Yes."

A soft sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Have a good birthday, remember to add clothes when it's cold."

"Okay, you also pay attention to your body."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu sank into the sofa and stared blankly for a while.

His parents' marriage was a complete tragedy.His father is a cowardly and unambitious teacher, and his mother is a strong woman who cannot be content with the status quo. Because of principles and values, the two quarreled from when he was sensible to adolescence. He was quite frightened when he was a child, but later he heard them quarreling , can pass through the living room and go back to the room to read a book as if nothing had happened. A family of three lives in a small apartment, but it seems to be divided into three worlds, and it is difficult for each other to integrate into each other. He probably has become more and more from then on. taciturn.

He had prepared for their divorce very early on, but he didn't expect that his father's death would come before the divorce.After his father died, his mother was like a bird that finally got rid of its shackles, spread its wings against the wind, and pursued a better life and a better marriage.Over the years, he has heard from his relatives about his mother's current situation, his mother's ability is very strong, and he owns a listed company with his current husband, but these have nothing to do with him.

He had resented his father's death and his mother's indifference in the early years, but now he has become numb.

In fact, this is quite good, at least he doesn't have to face the censure of his parents and relatives because of his sexual orientation, the world is big, no one cares about him, he is at ease.

He grabbed his phone and sent a text message to Xiaosong: Is Ju Han busy today?

After waiting for a long time, there was no response, so he simply called, but no one answered.He had no choice but to put down his phone and read a book.

It wasn't until noon that Xiao Song called him back: "Hey, Brother He Gu, I'm sorry, we were filming the MV in the morning, I didn't hear it."

"It's okay, are you done with your work now?"

"It's almost there, are you okay?"

"It's nothing important, let's talk about it after you are done."

"Shall I tell Brother Han?"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, why didn't he feel disappointed, he knew that Song Juhan would not remember, this big star is naturally heartless, if he can't remember, he just reminded him over and over again, the most important thing in his life is patience.

When it was time for dinner, He Gu called Xiaosong again, but no one answered, and called Song Juhan again, but there was also no answer. He shook the phone and threw it into the sofa. It seemed that today was a dead end.

He put on his apron, cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for himself, cut a few slices of beef, sprinkled with fresh green onions, laid a poached egg, and steamed it out of the pot. be calm.

Just after taking two bites, there was a sudden sound at the door, followed by the sound of a key being turned. He Gu stood up abruptly and walked quickly towards the door.

The next second, the door was pushed open. Song Juhan was wearing sunglasses, a peaked cap, and a short dark red down jacket, which made the two legs wrapped in the black jeans look unreasonable. Just showed up.

He Gu was stunned, as if his heart was being gently beaten by something, it was numb and lingering with boundless warmth.

Song Juhan was carrying a bunch of things in his hand: "What are you doing standing there, come here and pick them up."

He Gu reacted and hurried over to take the bag in his hand: "You, why are you here?"

Song Juhan had time to take off his sunglasses and peaked cap: "Didn't you ask me to accompany you on your birthday?"

He Gu blinked his eyes, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Song Juhan took a deep breath: "It's getting colder and colder. I've been shooting the MV outside for a whole day, and I'm about to freeze to death."

He Gu put down his things and wrapped his cold hands with his hands: "The room is well heated, it will be fine in a while."

Song Juhan looked at He Gu's eyes full of smile and joy, he was in a good mood, and said with a smile, "Are you happy?"

He Gu said sincerely: "I'm happy, I didn't expect you to remember."

"I'm not in my [-]s or [-]s, why can't I remember." In fact, Xiaosong suddenly remembered and reminded him, but seeing He Gu's happy face, there was no need to say, he tapped the bag at his feet with his chin: "This is me. Let Xiaosong choose the gift."

"Thank you." Now there is a pile of gold lying on the ground, why would he not lower his head to take a look, because his eyes are reluctant to leave Song Juhan.In the past six years, there have been such warm episodes from time to time, even if only once or twice a year, they are like charcoal fire in the cold winter, enough to warm him for a long time.

Song Juhan glanced at the dining table: "You eat this for your birthday?"

"I didn't expect you to come."

"Even if you live by yourself, you can buy a cake at least."

"I don't like sweets."

Song Juhan frowned and said, "Go, I'll take you out for a big meal."

He Gu held him back: "Ji Han, it's cold outside, let's not go out, I'll cook another bowl of noodles, you can just eat with me."

Song Juhan looked at him with his arms crossed: "Is this how you want to celebrate your birthday?"

He Gu nodded: "It's nothing wrong."

"All right, it's your birthday anyway." Song Juhan suddenly found the big TV in the living room, his eyes lit up, "Did you change the TV?"

"Don't you think it was small before?"

"Is the game updated?"

He Gu showed a doting smile: "It's all updated, go and play."

Song Juhan took off his coat and threw it aside, and went to play games.

He Gu looked at Song Juhan nestled on the sofa, with his long legs on the coffee table, holding the operating handle, concentrating, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, this picture was too perfect and warm, as if Song Juhan belonged here, belonged to this family.He pursed his lips into a smile and went into the kitchen.

He first made a cup of honey ginger tea for Song Juhan, and then a bowl of noodles, and then greeted Song Juhan for dinner.

The two sat facing each other, each guarding a bowl of longevity noodles, looking at each other and smiling.

He Gu said: "Ju Han, I am very happy that you can come today. If I knew you were coming, I would have prepared more of your favorite food."

Song Juhan licked the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly like a fox: "You are my favorite."

He Gu always had a smile on his lips: "Eat well."

Song Juhan ate two mouthfuls of noodles: "By the way, do you want to change cars?"

"Huh? What car?"

"Your car has been driving for four or five years, do you want to change it? Today is your birthday, so just ask what you want."

"No, I'm used to driving." After all, he is an employee of a state-owned enterprise, and the current car fits his income and position. Changing another one will not have a good impact.

"Then what do you want?"

"Didn't you buy a gift?" He Gu glanced at the pile of gift bags, "I'll take a look at it later."

"What are those? You have been with me for so many years, so don't be too polite." Song Juhan stared at He Gu without blinking.

He Gu smiled lightly: "I have food, drink, a house and a car. I really can't think of what I lack at the moment."

Song Juhan sneered: "Do you need to live such a pure and ascetic life?" He often couldn't see why, this person was sometimes simple and clear, and sometimes hidden.Even he himself was surprised that he would keep He Gu by his side for so many years.

"Health with a pure heart and few desires." He Gu's tone was brisk, and he could see that he was in a very good mood.

Materially, he does not lack for anything, but only Song Juhan can give him spiritual satisfaction. Now that people are in front of his eyes, this birthday is enough.

After eating the noodles, Song Juhan drank the honey ginger tea while urging He Gu to unwrap the gift with his eyes.

He Gu put the gift bag on the coffee table and opened it one by one. There were clothes, ties, watches, cufflinks, belts and several sets of men's skin care products. He Gu shook his head helplessly: "Kid Xiaosong is more gay than me."

"Pull it down, he saw that his girlfriend is like a puppy." Song Juhan casually picked up a set of ties and put them around He Gu's neck for comparison, "Well, Xiao Song has been with me for three years, and his taste is much better. When I come here, I will wear a big sweater that is full of dirt."

"I was scolded by you, so don't be too harsh on him, I think he did a good job." Taking advantage of Song Juhan's good mood, He Gu hurriedly said a few good words for Xiaosong. In all fairness, Xiaosong has a good character, Soft-tempered, quick-witted, diligent, and most importantly, strong endurance, Song Juhan would be hard-pressed to find a more sympathetic assistant than this.

Song Juhan smiled: "Well, he did a good job, the salary should be raised during the Chinese New Year." Song Juhan pulled his tie, He Gu leaned forward, and pressed his four warm lips together.

For some reason, Song Juhan remembered the kiss between He Gu and Zhuang Jieyu, and felt upset. He pressed the back of He Gu's head, sucked the soft lips hard, and then pushed his teeth with the tip of his tongue, entangled wantonly.

He Gu stared straight, Song Juhan seldom kissed seriously, most of the time, it was just a prelude to going to bed, his focus on this kiss surprised He Gu, and he also enjoyed it quite a bit.

He Gu didn't think too much anymore, he put his arms around Song Juhan's neck, and felt this rare kiss with his heart.

Song Juhan stroked his back, gasped slightly and said, "I'll give you one last chance, what do you want for your birthday?"

"I want you." He Gu pressed Song Juhan's shoulder and pushed him down on the sofa.

The two of them were having a lot of desire, but the cell phone rang suddenly, why they were a little confused, and after realizing that it was their own cell phone, they didn't want to answer it, Song Juhan naturally didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but the caller really Enough persistence, one didn't pick up and hit two, two didn't pick up and the third one came.

Song Juhan was finally annoyed, straightened up, and grabbed the phone on the coffee table: "Who the hell is so short-eyed..." He was stunned when he saw the name on the caller ID.

He Gu's face was flushed, and he gasped and asked, "Who is it?"

Song Juhan's face changed from wandering in spring to freezing into ice, and in just a split second, he said in a deep voice, "Feng, Zheng?"