Years of Intoxication

He Gu frowned deeply: "Ji Han, how could this be a multiple-choice question? You are not the same at all, please don't embarrass me like this."

"I'm embarrassing you? Feng Zheng is more important to you than me? You are still hesitating and saying that I am embarrassing you. You have been fine without him for six years. Why can't you do it now?! I don't have time to accompany you Is your ass itchy!"

"Ju Han!" He Gu yelled, "What exactly do you want? You are 26, can you think about others?"

Song Juhan's face was hot, he stared straight, pinched He Gu's chin, and said viciously, "You educate me? Who the hell are you? Are you worthy of educating me?"

He Gu's chest heaved vigorously, and he seemed a little emotional.

Song Juhan pushed him away with a cold look in his eyes: "Why, don't let me see you again." He opened the car door and got out of the car, slamming the door hard.

He Gu's body shook along with the car body, and his mind went blank.

Don't let me see you again.

Don't let me see you again.

Don't let me see you again.

This sentence kept echoing in He Gu's ears, and it became more harsh each time. He felt a poisonous snake came in from his ear, directly penetrated into his internal organs, causing him unbearable pain.

Song Juhan doesn't want to see him anymore?it's over?Six years, is it really over?

Do not……

He knew that this day would come, he thought he was ready, but...but!

Seeing Song Juhan's leaving back in the rearview mirror, He Gu felt a huge fear grabbing his heart, making him feel cold and weak in all limbs.

Before his brain had time to respond, he opened the car door abruptly and shouted, "Ji Han!"

Song Juhan didn't turn his head, and was about to cross the road.

"Juhan, wait a minute!" In He Gu's sight, the whole world turned gray, only Song Juhan could be reflected in his pupils, and he chased after the only color without hesitation.

Suddenly, a blinding white light flashed on, and then, the sound of brakes pierced through the eardrums. Why did he feel a gust of wind mixed with domineering force hitting his body, and he was brought down to the ground uncontrollably, rolling several times. Circle until you hit a curb.

"Why!"

He Gu's eyes were dark, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Why! Why!" Song Juhan's voice changed, he picked up Hegu and kept touching him, "How are you? Where does it hurt? Where did you hit? Why!"

He Gu's eyes were slack, and he couldn't analyze what Song Juhan said for a while.

The driver got out of the car and ran over in a hurry, shaking with fright, "What, how?!"

Song Juhan roared angrily: "How is it?! What's wrong with him, I want your life!"

"Yes, he rushed out suddenly..." The driver took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 tremblingly.

Song Juhan kept patting He Gu's face, his hands were shaking: "He Gu, can you hear me? How are you?"

He Gu finally came back to his senses, his body hurt a little, his head was a little dizzy, but he seemed to be fine, he held Song Juhan's sleeve tightly: "It seems...it's okay..."

"Where's the ambulance? When will the ambulance arrive!" Song Juhan shouted to the driver.

"Soon, soon."

Song Juhan kept panting heavily. He continued to touch the bones of He Gu's body. After finding that there was nothing serious, his breath gradually became smoother. He gritted his teeth and looked at He Gu, "Are you an idiot? You don't look at the road when you walk. ?"

He Gu hit his head on Lu Ya just now, he probably suffered a concussion, and was very unconscious, he just grabbed Song Juhan's sleeve tightly and said in a daze, "Don't go."

"I'm not leaving, I'm here." Song Juhan hugged He Gu with all his strength, his brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

The ambulance and the traffic police arrived almost at the same time. Song Juhan looked at the crowd who came over at no time, and could only bury his face as low as possible. Fortunately, they were in the shadow of a big tree, so they were not easy to be seen. clear face.

The driver was at a loss, Song Juhan whispered: "Come here."

When the driver came over, Song Juhan said, "Give me the hat and glasses, and swear not to tell anyone that you saw me, forget about today's business."

The driver recognized Song Juhan a long time ago, he was stunned: "Yes, yes, I will never tell." He quickly took off his hat and glasses, put them on Song Juhan, and took the initiative to evacuate the crowd.Although there was a problem with He Gu rushing out suddenly, but he was driving a bit fast at that time, who would want to cause such trouble.

Song Juhan lowered the brim of his hat and got into the ambulance with He Gu, only then heaved a sigh of relief.

As soon as the nurse looked up, she said "Yeah", "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan looked at her angrily: "Hurry up and check."

He Gu was in a daze, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was almost asleep.

The doctor checked him and found that he had a moderate concussion and some soft tissue contusions. The problem was not serious. The doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for observation for one night, and then go home and rest for a few days.

After taking the medicine and the injection, why apart from being dizzy and nauseated, his mind cleared up. He sighed and said, "Ji Han, I'm sorry, I did something stupid."

Song Juhan touched his forehead: "Okay, let's have a good rest."

He Gu felt ashamed and annoyed, he seemed to lose control at the time, he just wanted to catch Song Juhan and prevent this person from going out of his sight.

He realized sadly that even if he had made preparations for so long, on the day when the fuse burned out and the explosion exploded, he would still be bruised all over his body.

He felt hopelessly powerless.

If the heart could be manipulated as one wishes, there would be fewer tragedies in the world.

But if the heart could be controlled freely, he would not choose not to love Song Juhan, he would dig out his heart and not love anyone.

Song Juhan watched him by the bed for a while, then took off his shoes and got on the bed, hugged him gently, and whispered in his ear: "I've been tossing around with you all night, I'm exhausted."

Feeling Song Juhan's broad and hot chest, He Gu calmed down strangely. He gently held Song Juhan's hand and whispered, "Go to sleep."

In a hazy state of consciousness, he heard Song Juhan whispering: "Why, you are really an idiot, why don't you speak soft words."

He Gu tried hard to tell if he was dreaming, but he was too sleepy to open his eyes, so he could only let himself fall into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next day, He Gu vomited so much that he couldn't even eat, and he was useless for the time being.

He called his subordinates to explain a few things, and then asked for a leave of absence with his boss himself. Now is the busiest time, and the boss is very embarrassed, but there is nothing he can do.

Xiao Song came in to deliver the meal, saw that He Gu was still on the phone to discuss business, "Ah, ah, ah", he came up to grab the phone, "Brother He Gu, you are still working like this."

He Gu made a "hush" motion, "Let me say a few more words... yes, there is definitely something wrong with that batch of wall paint, the trademarks seem to be counterfeit, you can confirm with the original factory, um... yes..."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Song looked at him helplessly: "I bought you some porridge, you should eat something anyway."

He Gu smiled wryly and said, "I really have no appetite, what about Ju Han?" Now his head is dizzy and he feels nauseated intermittently.

"He has an announcement, and he will be back in the afternoon." Xiao Song sat next to him, scooping up the porridge to feed him.

Why have nowhere to hide, so I had to eat.

"Brother, you are too careless. Why don't you look at the road when you cross the road? Fortunately, it's nothing serious. It scared you to death."

He Gu is also afraid when he thinks about it: "I was a little anxious at the time, alas, luckily."

"But it's a blessing in disguise."

"Ok?"

Xiaosong thief smiled mischievously: "Aren't you and brother Han reconciled?"

Why are they at a loss, have they reconciled?

"It's a joy for all."

Looking at the heartless smile on Xiaosong's young face, He Gu was really envious.When he was Xiaosong's age, he hadn't reunited with Song Juhan, and he was so simple and childish.

After eating, Xiaosong sent He Gu back home and left him medicine to let him have a good rest.

He Gu endured his dizziness and took a shower, changed into comfortable home clothes, and felt much more comfortable.

He slept all day and didn't want to sleep anymore, so he turned on the TV and played Song Juhan's MV. In his spare time, this was his favorite thing to do.

Watching and listening, the time passed quickly, and I became confused again.

While sleeping, He Gu heard someone calling him, and his face was slapped lightly, he barely opened his eyes: "...Ju Han?"

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa? You have a concussion now, so you can't rest well on the boat."

"Ah... I didn't want to sleep at first." He Gu glanced out the window, he propped himself up, "It's getting dark, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I bought takeaway." Song Juhan pouted at the plastic bag on the coffee table, then his eyes fell on the TV screen, "Are you watching my MV?"

"Well, I want to relax."

"I'm here, why are you looking at this?" Song Juhan frowned as he looked at the frozen album cover, "What kind of aesthetics was that a few years ago? This makeup is so ugly."

He Gu smiled: "I think it's not bad."

"I improvised and changed this song later, and my singing style is not as showy as it was a few years ago. I think I can sing better now."

"Really." He Gu's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Can you sing it to me?"

"Okay, let's have dinner first, and I'll sing live karaoke for you later." Song Juhan smiled and squeezed He Gu's chin, "Do you know how much I pay for a song? You're earning a lot of money."

He Gu joked, "Eighty thousand per minute?"

Song Juhan twitched his lips: "It's a different billing method, I'll pay 30 yuan for a live song."

He Gu smiled and said, "It's really huge profits."

Song Juhan pulled him up from the sofa: "Come and eat."

The two of them were eating takeaway, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious. No one mentioned what happened last night, or what happened before. Why would they rather lose their memory, or just live in the current memory.

After the meal, Song Juhan really planned to sing, he sang a few lines into the microphone casually, and said with a frown, "This is Maizhen's time."

"I bought a TV for free, and I will buy the set later."

"Forget it, I have a bunch at home, let Xiaosong send a pair next time." Song Juhan put his arms around He Gu's waist with one hand, lowered his head and smiled at him, "Listen up."

He Gu raised the corner of his mouth and nodded with a smile.

Song Juhan sang a love song with that unique lazy voice.

Song Juhan is right, his current voice is less exaggerated than the previous few years, and has more charm. The deep emotion contained in a song makes people tremble uncontrollably.

As He Gu listened, he felt sour in his eyes and had the urge to cry.

The last time Song Juhan sang to him was that afternoon six years ago. Looking back now, it was the most unforgettable and sweetest scene in his life. Song Juhan, who sang for him alone, is like a luminous angel, which will always exist in his best memories.

Now, even if the scene of that day reappears, things are different.