Years of Intoxication

He Gu was stunned: "Oh."

"'Oh'?" Song Juhan held the phone firmly: "Have you contacted?"

"Ah."

"When?"

"Some time ago."

"Meet?"

"Yeah." He Gu looked at Song Juhan's uncertain face and sighed inwardly. It seemed that his birthday was over.

The phone was still ringing recklessly, Song Juhan rolled his Adam's apple up and down, swiped his finger, and connected the phone.

Before He Gu could stop it, Song Juhan had already turned on the speakerphone, and Feng Zheng's voice came with a smile: "He Gu, happy birthday!"

Song Juhan was sitting straddling He Gu at this time, he squinted his eyes and looked down at He Gu.

He Gu was about to reach for the phone, but Song Juhan didn't give him a chance, and said with a strong sense of sarcasm: "Mr. Feng, are you looking for He Gu?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Feng Zheng's voice sank two scales: "Oh, Song Daxing, you are together."

Song Juhan chuckled: "Of course, I won't accompany him on his birthday, why should I let someone else accompany him?"

"Song Daxing's harem is too big, I'm worried that you won't be able to accompany me."

"Whether you can come with me or not, what kind of mind is Mr. Feng doing?" Song Juhan clenched his hands on the phone more and more tightly, as if he was pinching Feng Zheng's neck.

He Gu said with his mouth: Ju Han, give me your phone!He desperately wanted to grab the phone, but Song Juhan simply pressed his palm on his chest, and pressed him down on the sofa. His clothes were disheveled. Not long ago, he was still an attractive picture, but now it seems that he has some face Abominable.

Song Juhan's hands were too strong, He Gu suddenly felt that his internal organs were being oppressed, not to mention sitting up, he even had difficulty breathing.

Feng Zheng changed his tone, and said as calmly as possible: "Give the phone to He Gu, and I'll have a word with him."

A trace of ferocity flashed across Song Juhan's face: "I'm sorry, He Gu's mouth is a bit busy, so I can't speak now."

He Gu stared straight at his eyes, and shouted angrily almost in unison with Feng Zheng: "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan cut off the phone directly, and fell out viciously.

He Gu's chest heaved vigorously, and his face was flushed.When he was with Song Juhan, he endured it and never complained. After all, he was eager to like others, but no matter how calm he was, as a man, he would most refrain from losing face to outsiders. Song Juhan said coldly Staring at him: "You guys met, but didn't tell me."

He Gu took a deep breath: "I see so many people every day, do I have to tell you every one of them?"

"Is Feng Zheng the same as everyone else!" Song Juhan snorted, "I haven't seen you for so many years, he still remembers your birthday, he is very kind. When did you meet, how many times did you meet, and what did you do?"

He Gu gritted his teeth: "We didn't go to bed."

Song Juhan was startled.

He Gu's emotions had calmed down, he stared into Song Juhan's eyes, and said word by word clearly: "We didn't have sex, I didn't mess with anyone, and I also have a physical examination every year, so you don't have to worry about it .”

Song Juhan's hand was hanging by his side, and he gradually clenched it. He Gu blocked him so much that he couldn't continue a word. Yes, that's what he asked of He Gu. He said it himself... He said in a vicious voice Said: "It's good if you have this self-awareness."

"Yes." He Gu's expression was calm without any emotion: "After all, this is my only advantage."

Song Juhan got up, kicked open the gift bag next to the sofa, grabbed his coat and was about to leave.

"Ju Han." He Gu lowered his head and stopped him.

Song Juhan turned his head to look at him with cold eyes.

"You said you want to give me a birthday present, you can ask for anything, does it count?"

Song Juhan didn't speak.

He Gu raised his head, his pupils were pitch black, as deep as a pool of stagnant water: "I said I want you, stay with me today."

Song Juhan smiled coldly, and said sarcastically: "My appearance fee is 1 yuan per minute, and you can't afford to spend these two hours with you in your lifetime. If you are really empty, find a stick."

He Gu clenched his fists, his facial features were extremely stiff.

Song Juhan turned around and left.

The moment the door was slammed shut, He Gu suddenly jumped up from the sofa, kicked the heavy coffee table to the ground, and kicked it several times as if he couldn't understand his hatred, the back of his foot hurt, and he didn't even notice it .He was gasping for breath, his chest heaved violently, and he was a little dazed. In the end, he felt dizzy when he stood up, so he sat down paralyzed with his head in his arms.

Is the lead wire going to burn out...

He Gu had a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

If... If Song Juhan had shown his worst side in front of him from the very beginning, would he still have fallen headfirst without hesitation?No, he will keep it at a respectful distance, he will always regard Song Juhan as an unreachable star, with the attention of the distance from the earth to the starry sky, that's all, and only when the star is so far away, will he not be seen Overwhelmed by that light.

But there are no ifs in the world.

What's the use of drinking the wine until you know it's poisonous?Poison penetrates to the bone, but immortal medicine cannot be redeemed.

He Gu lay powerlessly on the sofa, looking at the familiar ceiling, memories rolled like clouds, constantly emerging.

Six years ago, when he was doing his internship and writing his thesis at the same time, Song Juhan attended the bicentennial celebration dinner of his school as an honorary alumnus.He knew that Song Juhan had returned to China, but he never thought that Song Juhan would attend such a simple banquet. He was so rustic and stupid at that time, how could he know how to create a positive energy image and other packaging strategies? .

He was an honor student with a full scholarship and the student representative who gave a speech at the banquet, so the two met backstage again.

After many years, he could never forget the scene when he saw Song Juhan again.

Their school is a first-class school in China, and the newly built auditorium can accommodate 3000 people. However, in order to trace the past and the present, the school leaders chose to hold the celebration in the auditorium in the early days of the school.The auditorium is an antique with a high status in their school, representing the long and profound history of the whole school, and it is well maintained, but it is old, the backstage is simple, and there is no separate lounge, so a set of tables and chairs was arranged in the corner, next to Song Juhan Surrounded by four bodyguards, a manager and an assistant, there are still people from the student union guarding the backstage entrance, and no unrelated personnel are allowed to enter.At that time, Song Juhan had already made his mark in the domestic entertainment industry. In order to avoid riots, the fans who came here admiringly were directly stopped outside the school gate.

As soon as He Gu entered the lounge, he saw Song Juhan who was playing with his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed.Song Juhan was wearing a gray custom-made suit with their school badge pinned to his chest. His usually lazy and casual curly hair was meticulously fixed with hairspray. The profile of his profile was as perfect as a sculpture. The skin becomes smoother and more delicate.

There were 30 to [-] people in the backstage, all secretly looking at him or talking about it, but he didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't even raise his head.

He Gu was inexplicably nervous, he didn't know if Song Juhan still remembered him.

It's funny to think about it, so what if I remember it, so what if I don't remember it.

At this time, the head of the student union came in, checked the process with He Gu again, then walked to Song Juhan, and said with some anxiety: "Student Song, let's check the process again?"

Hearing this, Song Juhan raised his chin and smiled slightly: "Okay."

That smile made the usually dignified and serious female minister blush.

In high school, Song Juhan, despite his precocious personality, still showed the youthfulness and innocence of a little boy inside and out. Now he is only 20 years old, but he already has a superstar aura that is rare at this age, especially when he gathers together in a group of simple people. Among the students, it is extremely dazzling.

The female minister stuttered a little: "Uh, yes, the process is... the student speech stage, ah, first, that, the student representative will give a speech first, and then..."

Someone was already snickering, the minister's face became even redder, his head drooped all the way, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"I will give a speech first, and I will introduce the honorary alumni at the end of the speech, and I will introduce you last." He Gu walked over, he was also very nervous, but he was born with a calm face, walked in front of Song Juhan seemingly calmly, and told the minister Relieved, "When you are introduced, you go on stage and talk about your part, and then the host will come up to interact with you."

Song Juhan's eyes fell on He Gu, he obviously felt that He Gu looked familiar, frowned slightly, and then stood up.

At the age of 20, Song Juhan was already 185cm tall, which made him even more oppressive.

He Gu's Adam's Apple rolled up and down, and his hands were quietly clenched behind his back.

It's hard to imagine how a person can see this well.That kind of charm that bursts out from the bones, that face that can't find the slightest flaw, when it comes into contact with those deep sea-like eyes, the beauty is like a shock wave, and it hits people right. How much self-confidence and courage do you have to not feel ashamed when you meet Song Juhan's eyes?

At least why can't it be done, the female minister can't do it, no one in this room can do it, so the moment Song Juhan stood up, there was no sound.

Song Juhan tilted his head slightly: "You...have we met before?"

He Guqiang nodded calmly: "I was promoted from the attached high school, and we did a campus environmental protection performance together."

"Oh, I remembered." Song Juhan smiled brightly, "What a coincidence, we are going to cooperate again in this event."

He Gu couldn't help laughing, there was a voice in his heart shouting: Song Juhan remembers, Song Juhan remembers!

Song Juhan's next sentence poured a bucket of cold water on him: "Sorry, I don't have a good memory, what's your name?"

"Why, why, why."

Song Juhan chuckled: "Why did you choose this name? Could it be that you liked Hundred Thousand Whys when you were young?" That smile was really cute.

He Gu felt his face was hot, and the feeling of being watched by people who were out of reach made people both happy and frightened. He was only 22 years old at the time, and it was not easy for him to keep calm. After all, few people can be like Song Juhan. I am used to seeing countless big scenes and big people, and I have long been flattered.He also became a little stuttering: "Well, my father is a teacher, and he said that the most important thing in a person's life is to persevere in seeking knowledge."

"Well, good name, let's sit down and talk." Song Juhan winked at the assistant.

The assistant hurriedly moved a stool and put it aside, He Gu didn't expect Song Juhan to be so eloquent, so he sat down in a daze.

"Show me the process." Song Juhan turned his body over and stared at the manuscript He Gu was holding.

A faint scent of perfume puffed into He Gu's breath, Song Juhan was very close to him, his shoulders pressed against his shoulders, his slender and curly eyelashes were like two fans, fanning and fanning right under his eyelids, making one's heart itchy .

He Gu pinched himself violently, afraid of losing his composure, he spread out the manuscript and turned to Song Juhan's part: "I checked this introduction with your manager's email, it should be fine."

"Yes, no problem." The agent said while directing the photographer who came out of nowhere to set up the equipment.

"Oh, I see." Song Juhan nodded, looked up at He Gu with a smile in his eyes, "Is it because your grades are particularly good that you are speaking on behalf of him?"

He Gu felt his heart skipped a few beats, and nodded nervously.

"Our school is one of the most difficult schools in the country. Could it be that you were the top student in the college entrance examination?"

"I was recommended by the attached high school." Although he didn't get the top score in the capital, his college entrance examination scores were also ranked among the top ten in the city. Because he had already been recommended, he didn't prepare much for the college entrance examination. If you prepare seriously for the battle, you don't know what the results will be.However, he was able to give a speech on behalf of him not because he had the best grades, but because the best ones had all gone abroad for exchange. He gave up his qualifications as an exchange student because he could not break through the social barrier of speaking English with foreigners. Although his GRE score is extremely high.

"Student master." Song Juhan teased with a smile.

Suddenly there was the sound of the shutter coming from behind. For some reason, I didn't know what happened. My back suddenly straightened, and I didn't even dare to turn my head.

Song Juhan looked at him like a frightened bird, couldn't help smiling, pressed his shoulders to comfort him: "It's just a routine photo shoot, if you don't like it, you can cover your face."

"Ah, no, nothing." Song Juhan's hand on his shoulder was very hot. In high school, Song Juhan used to put his arms around his shoulder like this, and gave a speech of thanks on the rostrum. Four years later, he still remembered Song Juhan's palm temperature.

The agent came up to fiddle with his manuscript: "Student, raise your arms a little higher, Ju Han, you pretend to be having a serious discussion with him."

So He Gu held the manuscript stiffly, and Song Juhan moved his head towards him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, the filming will be over soon." That voice was really unique, young and lazy, scratching once and for all Touching the human tympanic membrane, making the heart beat faster and the blood boil.

After finally taking the photos, He Gu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, the host is here, Feng Zheng, why are you late at this time." The female minister complained.

"I'm sorry, senior." Feng Zheng strode in.Unlike Song Juhan, who has a mature European and American blood, as a 19-year-old oriental boy, Feng Zheng's bones grew too fast, which made his body thinner. Coupled with his fair and handsome face, he gave people a delicate and fresh look. Vigorous.

He Gu said: "Feng Zheng, it just so happens that you came to check the process..."

"Oh..." Feng Zheng looked past He Gu, and frowned slightly, "Ju Han, you're here."

"Feng Zheng." Song Juhan waved his hand at him, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

He Gu was surprised that the two knew each other?He never heard Feng Zheng mention it, but it's not surprising, he has been paying attention to Song Juhan, and he hasn't mentioned it to anyone.