Years of Intoxication

He Gu worked all afternoon, when he was about to leave work, he suddenly remembered that GuQingPei hadn't moved for a long time, and he didn't seem to appear in the company group much, was it to avoid suspicion?

He Gu took out his mobile phone and called GuQingPei.

It took a long time to connect over there, GuQingPei's voice sounded a bit tired: "Well, why."

"Mr. Gu, how are you doing recently? You must be very busy."

"That's right." GuQingPei smiled wryly, GuQingPei, who was always eloquent and able to chat with anyone, turned out to be cold for the first time.

"Are you okay? Do you want to come out and sit down?" He Gu realized that he was now looking for other emotional sustenance everywhere, finding family ties, and strengthening friendship, all in order to make up for the heavy damage suffered by Song Juhan. He always thought that he was very Being independent, one can live alone. Now it seems that his emotional support for so many years is really only on Song Juhan. Once this support is in jeopardy, he needs to find a new one.

After all, he is just a human being.

GuQingPei said: "There are too many things going on recently, I can't go away, let me call you when I am free in a few days." He smiled, "I don't know if you will be free."

He Gu also smiled: "I really can't say for sure, we'll talk about it later." He paused, and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Gu, your voice doesn't sound very energetic, you have to pay attention to your body."

"Ah, you too."

After hanging up the phone, several WeChat messages popped up on his mobile phone. He opened it and saw that they were all from Zhuang Jieyu. Zhuang Jieyu was trying on clothes. He looked like a scholar in ancient costume. A distorted grimace.

He Gu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhuang Jieyu would send him some messages from time to time, but he seldom replied. He knew that he shouldn't get too close to Zhuang Jieyu, but this child was probably too blessed, and he had never tasted the feeling of being rejected since childhood. The more indifferent I was, the more excited he was.

Looking at those funny photos, he replied with three words: little monkey.

The reaction over there was quick: have you seen such a handsome monkey as me?

He Gu shook his head and smiled.It was the first time in his life that he met someone like Zhuang Jieyu. He was enthusiastic, self-centered, open-minded, and straightforward, with the fearless vigor of a young man. not bad.

He was the one who couldn't get rid of his prejudices.

He Gu went downstairs with a bag of documents. As soon as he walked out of the company gate, he felt vaguely familiar with the car parked at the gate.

Sure enough, the next moment, the car door opened, and Feng Zheng got out.

Why did he froze, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

Feng Zheng's face was also a little gloomy, and he walked over slowly: "Get in the car, let's find a place to talk."

"Feng Zheng, I thought I made it clear on the phone last time."

Feng Zheng had an incredible and sad face: "Our friend for so many years, because of Song Juhan, you won't even say a word to me?"

What He Gu is most afraid of is Feng Zheng's statement. Not only Feng Zheng thinks so, but he himself thinks so. How stupid and shameful it sounds to cut off a friend.

Although he knew that things were not that simple, what really annoyed him was the inexplicable rivalry between Feng Zheng and Song Juhan, and he didn't want to get involved in it.

He Gu sighed softly: "Feng Zheng, at the dinner that day, you deliberately provoked a conflict between me and Ju Han. Is this what a friend should do?"

Feng Zheng was at a loss for words for a while, his eyes flickered: "I...I admit that I am not reconciled, why did he dare to treat you like that, why you just can't do without him!"

"This is between me and him. I don't want to be the prop that you use to anger him."

"I didn't think so!" Feng Zheng was anxious.

"Really?" He Gu stared at Feng Zheng with burning eyes, "Did you really not have such an idea? I don't know what deep conflict you two have. You are such a big person, and you still let go after so many years." No, but Song Juhan used me to beat you six years ago, aren't you doing the same thing now?" He didn't say anything, he just wanted to save face for Feng Zheng, it doesn't mean he didn't understand.Now that things have happened, even a person like him who has always been too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs has finally become curious about what happened between Song Juhan and Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "I'm different from him. I really liked you."

He Gu was stunned, and couldn't help but gasped.

This is the first time Feng Zheng has said it outright. Although his intentions were obvious back then, he never said "like".

He Gu was silent for a moment, and said: "Feng Zheng... this... I think you were just being angry at the time. If you really like me, you don't need to wait for Song Juhan to stimulate you, you will know."

"No, I was just too confused at the time and I wasn't sure, that's why I became friends with you. Actually... Actually, I hoped that you would speak first, but you were so boring and cautious..." Feng Zheng shook Nodding his head, his eyes were full of regret, "If only I had been more mature then, how could I have thought that Song Juhan would appear suddenly, and how could I have thought that you would fall in love with him immediately."

Looking back at those years, He Gu also felt a lot of confusion about his thoughts and decisions at that time. I am afraid that he was young. Because he was young, he was so hot-headed, and he had no hesitation about the extremely confusing feelings. Because he was young, he was stupid and impulsive , made a lot of mistakes.

"Feng Zheng, there's no need to mention what happened back then. We're already like this, and so are he and I. You have everything and you're still busy with your career. There's really no need to waste time on me."

"How can the time spent on you be a waste." Feng Zheng looked at He Gu deeply, "After so many years, the moment I saw you again, I realized that I still haven't forgotten you. Why, we Is it really impossible? Would you rather be friends with Song Juhan than seriously try with me?"

He Gu took a deep breath: "Feng Zheng, all my emotions and energy have been exhausted on Song Juhan. I will never have the same energy to like others in my life. Who is it fair to?"

"You haven't tried it, how do you know? How am I worse than him?"

He Gu said seriously: "Feng Zheng, you are a very important person to me, so I can't try with you, I don't want to ruin your relationship."

Feng Zheng clenched his fists tightly and growled angrily, "Why are you so stupid!"

He Gu lowered his eyelids: "Feng Zheng, what is the conflict between you and Song Juhan, and it's worth the confrontation between you two?"

Feng Zheng's face became a little weird: "It's all old, I like you, and it has nothing to do with him."

Why can't believe it, but obviously Feng Zheng didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more, just persuaded: "We can only stop here, you will receive my gifts and blessings during the New Year and holidays, and I will do my best if you have something to do." Help as much as you can, maybe one day, we can return to a normal friendship, but before you let go of this obsession, let's try not to see each other, I'm doing it for your own good."

Feng Zheng stared at him bitterly: "You said so much, it's not because of Song Juhan!"

"It's not just because of him..."

"Why! I don't want to hurt you, but can you stop being so stupid, Song Juhan won't like you, what are you doing with him?! Wasting your life!"

He Gu said wearily: "This is my own business, Feng Zheng, I beg you, don't force me anymore."

Feng Zheng's eyes were red, and his expression was full of unwillingness. He shook his fist angrily, and said in a hoarse voice, "You will regret it." After speaking, he turned and opened the door and got into the car.

He Gu watched the car drive away, feeling very uncomfortable.

When he got home, He Gu turned on the news at a cheap location, and searched for reports on Song Juhan's vacation. Many of them were speculations catching wind and shadows. It doesn't matter if you don't read them, but the photos are naked.

The report said that Song Juhan's new girlfriend was a new model who had just won an award abroad and signed a contract with an affordable luxury brand. She was very young, only 19 years old.

19 years old, the same age as Zhuang Jieyu, Song Juhan matured precociously, when he was young, he would hang out with people who were older than him, some even a dozen years older, now naturally they are all picky.

Surrounded by so many young and beautiful bodies, it's no wonder that Song Juhan felt that he didn't know how to praise him, "he dared to show me face".

After closing the web page, He Gu began to look at the blueprints. He managed to concentrate, but the phone rang suddenly. He picked it up, and it was Xiao Song. Did Xiao Song go to Saipan with Song Juhan?

He Gu answered the phone: "Hello, Xiao Song?"

"Brother, you just got off work." Xiao Song's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, are you in Saipan?"

"That's right, this is an international long-distance call. Oh, my heart hurts."

"Well, to make a long story short, what's wrong?"

"Ah, you... Do you want any special products? Xiaoxiao and I are shopping."

"No need, you just have fun, the phone bill is expensive, hang up." He Gu didn't want to be reminded what Song Juhan was doing at the moment.

"Hey, wait." Xiao Song dragged his feet, "Well, there is that weaving product, which is very beautiful, and some handicrafts, oh, there are coconuts! Let me bring you coconuts!"

He Gu frowned: "Isn't there coconut in Hainan?"

"Here...it's different, I'll bring you one."

"……it is good."

"Brother, what are you doing? Are you busy these days, are you tired?"

"is acceptable."

"It's getting colder and colder in the country, don't catch a cold."

He Gu was at a loss: "Xiao Song, are you making an international call to chat with me?"

"No, oh, how could it be, I just ask what you want, I want to bring you something, you usually take care of me so much."

"You don't need to bring anything special."

"By the way, I saw the domestic reports. Damn, I don't know when it was secretly filmed. Brother Han has booked a private beach. It stands to reason that there should be no outsiders."

"Paparazzi are better."

"Yeah, it's really annoying. How can we be so promiscuous? My serious girlfriend is right next to me. Brother Sheng and the others all brought their wives and children."

A delicate female voice came from over there: "Do you still have a naughty girlfriend?"

Xiao Song laughed straight: "How dare you, my wife."

"Oh, I saw Ah Sheng's wife, I know it's a nonsense."

"That's right, you're all blind..."

"Brother Han, look at the car—" Xiaoxiao called out suddenly.

Xiao Song said "fuck me".

He Gu sat up straight unconsciously: "Ji Han is next to you?"

Xiao Song faltered and said: "Ah, no, just cross the road, it's okay, he's quite far away from us, that, bro, I'll hang up first, take care of your health, bye."

Just as He Gu was about to speak, the phone had already been hung up. He stared at the phone in a daze. The call was simply inexplicable.

Just as he was wondering, a WeChat message popped up on his phone. When he opened it, it was Zhuang Jieyu who posted a selfie of himself in the gym, highlighting his buttocks in front of the mirror, with a voiceover attached.

He Gu frowned and nodded, and Zhuang Jieyu's voice came: Uncle He, see if my butt is up.

He Gu couldn't laugh or cry, and forgot to worry about the phone call just now.

Due to the unprecedented success of Song Juhan's concert, his topic has been very high in the past six months, plus the true and false candid incidents in Saipan, so the day he returned to China with his team, people all over the country knew about it up.

It was the weekend that day, and He Gu was working overtime at the company. He received a call from Xiaosong again, saying that the things brought for him were left at Song Juhan's place and asked him to pick them up.

He Gu said: "Xiao Song, I've been working overtime recently and I don't have time. Can I ask my assistant to pick it up?"

"Of course not." Xiaosong yelled strangely, "How can we let outsiders know where Brother Han lives."

He Gu patted his head: "Well, I'm confused, let me finish my work then."

Xiao Song hesitated: "When will you finish your work? If you don't go, Brother Han will be angry."

"I don't know now."

"Brother Han also bought you a lot of things." Xiaosong sighed, "Brother, it's not that I'm looking to Brother Han, I really think he treats you very well. You two have been together for so many years, so don't make trouble. Little awkward."

He Gu was too lazy to explain too much to Xiao Song, he just said: "Let's talk about it."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu began to feel restless, looked outside, it was dark, he hadn't eaten yet, maybe it was time to go home.

After he packed his things, he just walked out of the company building when Song Juhan called: "Hello, are you here yet?"

"I'm in the company."

Song Juhan said fiercely: "Come here now, Xiaosong picked out a bunch of things for you, and they are all piled up in the living room, it's a mess."

"I'm today..." He Gu thought for a while, if he didn't go, Song Juhan would never end, so he had to change his words: "Okay, I'll go now."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"I didn't eat it either, you pack it downstairs... Forget it, come over and make some."

He Gu guessed what Song Juhan wanted to say all of a sudden, he has always loved the small crab roe wontons downstairs, but both of them have very bad memories about this.He Gu drove to Song Juhan's house and still packed small wontons. Now thinking of Zhuang Jieyu, the embarrassment and taboo of the past were gone, so naturally he shouldn't vent his anger on the food.

He carried the little wonton upstairs and knocked on the door.

Song Juhan opened the door and complained: "I gave you the key, why don't you take it."

"I don't come too often, there's no need." He Gu walked in.

Song Juhan noticed the things in his hand, frowned and said, "Why are you packing this?"

"Don't you want to eat?"

"Who said I want to eat." Song Juhan looked unhappy, "I don't like to eat at all now."

"Eat some, don't waste it, I'll make some more dishes." He Gu brought the little wontons to the kitchen.

As soon as he put it down, Song Juhan dragged him to the living room, pointed to the packing bags on the ground: "Look, Xiaosong bought them for you."

"Xiaosong?" He Gu looked at those brands, how could Xiaosong buy these things for him.

"Oh, I told you to bring you something and let Xiaosong pick it out."

He Gu nodded: "Thank you." He glanced at it, "Why are there no coconuts?"

"What coconut?"

"Xiao Song said he would bring me coconuts from Saipan."

Song Juhan's eyes widened: "Is he an idiot? Doesn't Hainan have any coconuts?"

He Gu wanted to laugh: "Maybe I heard wrong."

Song Juhan pursed his lips: "You want a shitty coconut, and it's not worth the money. You won't look at so many things."

"I didn't say I wanted coconuts..." He Gu had no choice but to squat down on the ground and look at the presents. They were all expensive luxury goods, worth his annual salary. After being with Song Juhan for a long time, he got used to it Wearing good things, but to him, these things are just wearing, and it doesn't make much sense.

However, these gifts reminded him of when the two first met, in order to look a little more decent in front of Song Juhan, he spent a lot of money to cut his hair and buy clothes. For a long time, he tried hard to follow Song Juhan's footsteps, hoping to shorten the gap between the two, but fortunately he woke up later, knowing that the gap could not be changed in his whole life, so he stopped tossing about.

Song Juhan squatted down and looked at him with credit: "Do you like it?"

He Gu smiled lightly: "I like it."

"If you go with me..." Song Juhan said here, humming softly.

"I'm going to cook." He Gu stood up and walked straight to the kitchen.

After cooking two dishes, he poured the small wontons into a bowl, and He Gu invited Song Juhan to eat.

Song Juhan said that he didn't like to eat it, but actually he ate it very crisply.

He Gu always talked less, now he became more silent, the two of them faced each other, somewhat embarrassed, Song Juhan couldn't stand the atmosphere, and said dissatisfied: "Can you speak a word, dumb."

He Gu paused: "Have you had fun in Saipan?"

"It's not bad, but it's too dry." Song Juhan glanced at He Gu, "Did you read the report?"

"Ah."

"Blindly written."

"I know."

Song Juhan wanted to say something, but when he saw why he didn't care, his heart suddenly burst into flames, and he swallowed two wontons viciously.

After dinner, why did he want to go back, Song Juhan said: "Stay here tonight."

"I'm going to Tang City early tomorrow morning."

"My house is closer to the high-speed rail station."

"But……"

Song Juhan frowned: "Why, do you really don't want to stay with me now or what? What do you mean, I, Song Juhan, lack people?"

He Gu's Adam's apple slipped, and he said softly, "No."

Song Juhan grabbed him and said, "Take a bath with me."

He Gu was dragged into the bathroom passively. Song Juhan took off his clothes, revealing his perfect body. He turned on the shower and swirled the water beside He Gu: "Aren't you taking it off yet? Do you want to wash your clothes by the way?"

He Gu hesitated for a moment, and began to undress slowly. He still had lingering fears about the rough and crazy sex that day, and he was even a little scared.

Song Juhan put down the shower, came to help him, and at the same time lowered his head to cover his lips, kissing him passionately yet tenderly.

He Gu was pushed against the wall by him, with nowhere to retreat.

Song Juhan said in a low voice, "I promise I won't make you hurt anymore, just relax."

He Gu closed his eyes, his body agitated due to Song Juhan's familiar touch.He is really healed, the scar forgets the pain.

The two went from the bathroom to the bedroom, Song Juhan really knew his body well, and kept bringing him to the peak.

But in that moment of confusion, after the lingering rhyme, He Gu only felt an indescribable sadness.