Years of Intoxication

According to Xiaosong, "a blessing in disguise", during the period of He Gu's cultivation, the relationship between him and Song Juhan has always been very harmonious, and it can even be said to be a bit sweet.A character like He Gu who is planning for a rainy day has been trained by Song Juhan to have a mentality of enjoying himself in time. For this harmony, He Gu can pretend to forget all the things that happened before.

After resting for a week, even though he was still a little uncomfortable, the company had a backlog of things, Song Juhan went to shoot the mv, why couldn't stay at home, and started to work again.

This afternoon, he received a call from Feng Zheng. Feng Zheng had asked him out twice recently, but he didn't go. His injury was one of the reasons. Most importantly, he knew that he was subconsciously avoiding Feng Zheng.Since Feng Zheng returned to China, the relationship between him and Song Juhan has become increasingly tense, although this is not Feng Zheng's fault.

Feng Zheng told him that this gathering was organized by Peng Fang to welcome a brother, and Peng Fang even mentioned him specifically.

Why did he hear that there were many people going, and he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he had to agree.

He worked overtime until night and drove directly to Bar Street.

The location of that bar is quite coincidental, unexpectedly it is diagonally opposite to the "" where he and GuQingPei went last time.

Feng Zheng and Peng Fang had just finished their meal, and they happened to meet at the entrance of the bar.

"Hi, why." Peng Fang waved to him with a smile, "Why do you work overtime on Saturday, how nice it is to have dinner with us."

He Gu said: "Mr. Peng, hello, the company is busy recently, there is nothing I can do."

"Why." Feng Zheng came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Why do I feel that every time I see you, you lose weight."

"No, my weight hasn't changed much." He didn't tell Feng Zheng about the car accident. In fact, his appetite has decreased during this period, and he has indeed lost several kilograms.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Wu Ziang, and this is his girlfriend..." Peng Fang introduced one by one, and at the end was a gloomy young man, "This is my brother, Yuan Yang, and today I will give it to him." Catching the wind."

He Gu looked at the young man, he was very tall, like Song Juhan, but stronger than Song Juhan, with short hair, arrogant and handsome, with a particularly tall and capable temperament, like a soldier.

He Gu said: "Hello."

Yuan Yang nodded at him, but he didn't look him straight, he seemed in a bad mood.

"Okay, don't put on a constipated face." Peng Fang hooked Yuan Yang's neck, "Come on, go in."

Feng Zheng entered the bar with He Gu.

But Yuan Yang and Peng Fang were listening behind their backs discussing something, after a while, Yuan Yang walked across the street by himself.

After entering the private room, Feng Zheng wondered, "Where's Yuan Yang?"

"I don't know, I said I met an acquaintance, go and have a look." Peng Fang said with a playful tone, hehehe smiled, "Maybe there will be gossip in a while."

"What gossip?" Others also became interested.

"I've already said that I don't know. When he comes back, you can ask yourself."

Peng Fang ordered a table of wine and supper, and the men and women began to sing.

He Gu sat in the corner and chatted with Feng Zheng. They talked about irrelevant things. Feng Zheng tried to persuade him to resign, fearing that he would work too hard.

After a while, Peng Fang came over and complained: "If you have wine and don't drink up to chat, what's the difference from talking about life with your clothes off? Come on, come on, hurry up and drink."

Feng Zheng smiled and said, "Peng Fang, what have you been up to lately?"

"Business to earn two steel coins, how can it compare to Mr. Feng."

"You don't want to embarrass me. My new company has not yet established itself."

"Haha, come, have a drink and toast your new company."

A few people came and went to drink, and He Gu also took the initiative to toast a few glasses. He can drink a lot, but he doesn't like to drink easily, and hates these noisy occasions. If he didn't want to be alone with Feng Zheng, he wouldn't come.

After a while, Yuan Yang came back, strangely, the gloom on his face was swept away, and he even smiled a little complacently.

Peng Fang's eyes were bright, and he hurried over. The two of them lowered their heads to discuss something, laughing maliciously from time to time.

Feng Zheng went to find Yuan Yang for a drink, Yuan Yang drank with pride, he drank cup after cup, seeing this posture, Feng Zheng didn't dare to stay for long, he drank three cups and ran away.

He Gu whispered: "Is that Yuan Yang a soldier? He looks like a soldier, and drinks like a soldier."

"Yeah, I just came back from the army. He is Peng Fangfa's younger brother, and his father is the chairman of the Yuan family. Have you heard of it?"

"Yuan?" He Gu was a little surprised, "Yuan Lijiang?"

"Yeah, you know him?"

"I don't know each other, but one of my superiors just jumped to Yuan Lijiang's place." I didn't expect such a coincidence, Yuan Yang was the son of Yuan Lijiang.

"Oh, Yuan Lijiang is very generous to his subordinates, and he is really good at keeping people. My father is not good at this. Although he is clear about rewards and punishments, sometimes he is too powerful and won't win people's hearts."

"Really, I think Mr. Feng's personal style has directly affected the company's decent style of doing what he does best. I think it's very good."

Feng Zheng smiled. He looked at He Gu. In the dim light, those deep and beautiful eyes were particularly bright: "Actually, you should have stayed with my dad at that time. Our personal relationship will not affect yours." Career, I'm not such a petite person."

He Gu said earnestly: "I never felt that you had a small belly, but at that time... hey, forget it, it's all over." He Gu poured wine for Feng Zheng, "Done."

Some complicated thoughts flashed in Feng Zheng's eyes, and the two drank the wine in one gulp.

Suddenly, He Gu's phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was Song Juhan's.

Feng Zheng glanced at it, and said flatly, "Song Daxing."

"I'll answer the phone." He Gu took the phone and walked out of the box, "Hello, Ju Han."

"Why, where are you?" Song Juhan's tone sounded a little gloomy.

"I'm outside with my...colleague." His background voice was so loud that he couldn't deceive anyone.

"It can't be with Feng Zheng."

"No." He Gu chose to lie almost without hesitation. After saying these two words, he sighed silently in his heart.Even if you do everything to save such a sad relationship, how much can it change?

Song Juhan said: "Do you know where I am?"

"...Where?" He Gu's heart trembled, this is a bar street, one of the most famous circles of nightlife, did Song Juhan see him?

"I met Ou Taining who was filming here at the hotel of Dasheng Film and Television."

He Gu was stunned: "Oh, he..."

Song Juhan's voice gritted his teeth, "Please explain to me, what's the matter with you and Gu Qingpei, a gay man, going to a gay bar alone?"

He Gu felt a headache: "Do you remember what happened downstairs in our company that day, he saw our relationship, I didn't expect that he was also gay, he just left the job, wanted to make friends, nothing else."

"You didn't know before?"

"I really didn't know before."

"Did he fall in love with you?" Song Juhan said aggressively.

He Ku said helplessly: "No." He inexplicably remembered Zhuang Jieyu's face, "I'm not his type, we've worked together for many years, if he wanted to see me, he wouldn't have to wait until now."

Song Juhan said sarcastically, "I found that you are pretty good at recruiting people."

He Gu felt indescribably tired, he said in a deep voice, "Ji Han, you think too much."

"It's better if I think too much." Song Juhan said in a cold voice, "You should be more or less self-conscious, stay away from those messy gays."

"……I know."

The next second, a busy signal came from the phone.

He Gu looked at the name on the caller ID and didn't recover for a long time.

He was almost thirty, and he was often taught by the ears like a child, but he chose to endure it.If liking is to make people humble and desperate, then what's the point of liking?

I am afraid that no matter how long I think about this question, there will be no answer.

Back in the box, Feng Zheng saw at a glance that his mood was not right: "What's the matter, won't we quarrel?"

"No." He Gu shook his wine glass, "Come on, drink."

Feng Zheng took a deep look at him and clinked glasses with him.

I don't know if it was because there were too many people that day, those who came and went drank too much, or got drunk on purpose. In short, when he left the bar, he was helped away by Feng Zheng and the driver.

He Gu hasn't broken the film yet, but his brain is dazed, his vision is blurred, his footsteps are sloppy, and his speech is a bit slurred: "Feng Zheng, call me a... driver."

"Why do you drive, I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"Then I... the car..."

"I'll have someone take it to your home."

"Hmm..." He Gu nodded, feeling that his head was about to shake off, and his body couldn't stop falling.

Stuffing He Gu into the car, Feng Zheng also got in. Although He Gu is thin, he still weighs more than 70 kilograms, and he also drank a lot, and his legs were a little weak. He was sweating from exhaustion.

He Gu leaned against the car door, opened his eyes a little, and looked at Feng Zheng: "I didn't expect...you kid has a hand."

Feng Zheng shook his head, trying to shake off his drunkenness: "What did I hide?"

"You can drink better than me." He Gu rubbed his head against the car door, feeling dizzy.

Feng Zheng looked at He Gu's befuddled drunken state, this normally serious man showed a rare aura at this time, Feng Zheng's heart moved, and he pulled him over: "If there is a bump in a while, you will hit it."

The car happened to make a turn, and He Gu leaned into Feng Zheng's arms unsteadily.

Feng Zheng's breathing was stagnant, and he looked down at He Gu with burning eyes.

He Gu struggled to get up, Feng Zheng straightened his body, stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and stared at the face carefully. You were much better looking when you were young, and Feng Zheng felt some uncontrollable emotions surging in his chest. He said softly, "Why, before Song Juhan appeared, I always thought you were very smart."

He Gu couldn't digest this sentence: "I'm... smart."

Feng Zheng's brain was hot. He couldn't help touching He Gu's cheek, and his tone was full of unwillingness: "He treats you so well, why do you like him? Am I not good? How can I not compare to him?"

He Gu frowned, he already realized that something was wrong, he wanted to stay away from Feng Zheng, but his body couldn't move: "Feng Zheng, I'm drunk...you are drunk too."

"I'm sober, but you're really drunk. You haven't woken up since six years ago."

"Feng Zheng..."

Feng Zheng approached why, he knew that there were some things he shouldn't say, but he couldn't control himself: "Do you remember our kiss? I have always regretted that I couldn't kiss you once, and I also regretted it. If I hadn't left then, if I had stayed, would you have become what you are now, so... cheap."

"Feng..."

A trace of ferocity flashed across Feng Zheng's face, he squeezed He Gu's chin, and blocked his lips roughly.

He Gu's mind went blank, and he even forgot to resist.

Feng Zheng sucked and kissed the lips that he had been thinking about for a long time, why he couldn't breathe after being kissed, and instinctively rejected Feng Zheng, but Feng Zheng grabbed his hand and pushed him behind.

When Feng Zheng let go of He Gu, He Gu's brain was hypoxic and his body was weak. He looked at Feng Zheng, gasped and said, "Feng Zheng...you are looking for death..."

Feng Zheng laughed drunkenly: "Yes, I'm looking for death, don't you? You know why Song Juhan wanted you in the first place... Haha, hahahaha, why, you are the one looking for death."

He Gu raised his fist to hit Feng Zheng, but his body fell on the seat again as the car turned. He was so sleepy, his eyelids weighed more than a thousand gold, and he didn't even want to move a finger, and fell asleep almost instantly.

He Gu woke up the next day with a splitting headache and dizzy dizziness. He had never regretted drinking so much. After all, the trauma of the concussion had not fully recovered, and this drink completely knocked him down.

He turned over and looked at the chandelier above his head with his sore eyelids, recalling how he got home yesterday.

It seems that Feng Zheng sent him?

Feng Zheng...

Some strange pictures and conversations appeared in He Gu's mind. He remembered that he and Feng Zheng seemed to...kiss!

Why did the alarm bells ring in his head.Was he hallucinating from drinking, or was it real?

Enduring a headache, he turned over and got out of bed, took out his mobile phone from a pile of stinky clothes, and wanted to call Feng Zheng immediately for confirmation.But looking at the name on the screen, he hesitated.

How embarrassing it would be if it was real, and even more embarrassing if it was his hallucination.But if he doesn't ask for proof, he will probably be restless all the time.He gritted his teeth and dialed it anyway.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Feng Zheng's hoarse and nasal voice came: "Hello?"

"Feng Zheng, are you drunk too?"

"Yeah, I have a headache and a sore throat, how about you?"

"Me too..." He Gu became more puzzled, "Well, you sent me back yesterday?"

"My driver sent it, and then he drove your car to your community."

"It's worked hard for him, thank him for helping me."

"It's okay, what are you polite about?"

"That...yesterday, I didn't have the tense."

Feng Zheng smiled: "I don't even remember whether I lost my temper, how could I remember you, don't worry, we're all the same."

After He Yuan heard it, he didn't know whether he should rest assured, but obviously he couldn't ask anything. Although he thought that even if he was drunk, he shouldn't dream of kissing Feng Zheng, but even if it was true, Feng Zheng If he didn't admit it, he really didn't dare to confirm it.

It's just that he became more wary of Feng Zheng.

In fact, it's not that he never thought of finding someone who knows the cold and the hot, to accompany and support him, and spend the rest of his life together. Maybe that way, he can get out of Song Juhan's shadow, but that person shouldn't be Feng Zheng, because he knows It is impossible for me to forget Song Juhan in my life. All his love and enthusiasm have been consumed by one person. He cares about Feng Zheng, so he can't use his messy feelings to perfuse.