Years of Intoxication

After He Gu asked this sentence, there was a silence of four or five seconds, and then he heard Feng Zheng gasped, his voice choked up: "What do you want me to say."

Why was he worried for a while, and couldn't speak for a while.

Yes, how should I say it.

"I knew what kind of person Song Juhan was back then. I didn't want you to be hurt, but you were so obsessed with him, I couldn't say it. I thought that even if I didn't say anything, you would be separated soon. I really didn't Thinking that when I return to China more than six years later, you are still together, and you still like him so much, I regret countless times that I should have told you back then, but now..." Feng Zheng tremblingly said, "Now I am even more speechless. "

He didn't know whether Feng Zheng should be blamed or not. What's the point of blaming it or not? He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "I see."

"Why, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I haven't regretted a day, I should have told you back then, my mistake made you more painful." Feng Zheng's voice was full of guilt and sadness.

"No need to apologize, you have no obligation to tell me."

"Why...you are separated now, right? You forget about Song Juhan, forget about him, and start your life again."

He Gu looked at the front with empty eyes, and said mechanically, "I used to think that Song Juhan would not like anyone, so it was only natural that he didn't like me. Now it seems that I was wrong in the first place." He couldn't even feel it. For Feng Zheng's jealousy, he knew that it was his own fault for making himself like this.

"You're right, he doesn't like anyone, and he never liked me." Feng Zheng said in a deep voice, "We were very young back then, and we had a vague liking for each other. At that age, we were ashamed to express our interest in the opposite sex. On the contrary, I was curious about the same sex, so we got together with a playful attitude. But you know our two personalities, it’s okay to be friends, talk about feelings, no one will give in to the other, and no one will let the other. In the end, there was resentment instead.”

"I don't want to know about that."

"No, listen to me. Since I've already said it, let me finish it at once...and let you give up completely."

He Gu closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and acquiesced.

Feng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Our two families are family friends. After we separated, we still meet frequently. We can barely live with face, but our mentality has changed. Whoever I get close to will sabotage it deliberately. What does he have? I also want to fight for it. At that time, I was holding back my energy, wanting to thwart the other party's limelight. Later he went abroad, and after returning to China, we had grown up... I thought he had grown up, but when I When I saw the way he looked at you, I started to worry.

Why did he show a wry smile.

"After I found out about you, I went to him, and we had a fight." Feng Zheng gritted his teeth, "I asked him why he was such an asshole, and he said he just wanted to see that a person like me could fall in love with him." Who, he said you..." Feng Zheng was cruel, "He said you were nothing more than that."

He Ge didn't know how he could hold on to listen to these, probably because his hard work had been exhausted, and there was nothing left to lose.

Thinking about it from Song Juhan's point of view, he is indeed "nothing more than that".

His eyes are full of admiration and longing at any time, because Song Juhan can blush with a smile and a word, and his heart beats, and he can't even think about it. He doesn't even need to work hard, just hook up a few times and get started. Back then, he simply wrote "" on his face. Please come fuck me."

Song Juhan watched him take the bait with contempt and contempt, and how he laughed at Feng Zheng's taste and took pride in his own charm. Just thinking about it makes him feel cold all over his body.

He doesn't take himself seriously, how could Song Juhan take himself seriously.

The whole thing was so disgusting that even he looked down on himself.

Ten years of unrequited love and six years of companionship have been given to such a person who teases and despises him.He's just ridiculously pathetic.

It was a good shot, really well done.

Feng Zheng sincerely persuaded: "Why, Song Juhan is not a thing, you are still young, it is a good thing to see him clearly now, let's live your own life from now on."

He Gu let out a "huh" in a daze.

Feng Zheng hesitated: "Why, you...can you forgive me?"

He Gu was silent for a while, "You have done nothing wrong, but I once regarded you as a friend, so I can't." He silently hung up the phone.

Whether he should know or not, he already knew, he was finally forced to peel off the embarrassing relationship between himself and Song Juhan, and hang it in the sun, so that everyone can see his bloody heart, He can no longer find excuses, find steps for himself, to cover up, to whitewash, to find reasons to forgive himself for those six years of crime.

So good, so good.

Maybe it has to be put to death in order to be reborn.

He Gu really went to the company the next day. As soon as he entered the office, everyone looked at him in unison.

He Gu said flatly: "What's the matter, does my face look ugly?"

The administrative lady was silent for a while: "It's ugly, Mr. He, the body is the capital of the revolution."

"Well, thanks, I'll keep an eye on it."

"Hey, Mr. He." The administrative sister hesitated to speak.

Chen Shan tried her best to wink at her, but she acted as if she didn't see it, and she still couldn't hold back her curiosity, "Mr. He, recently Song Juhan was on the news because of a fight. Let's look at that photo. There is a man with a profile that looks like you."

There was no flaw on He Gu's face: "Really, how similar."

The eldest sister hurriedly took out the newspaper, and He Gu glanced at it: "Well, it looks a bit like it."

A colleague breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Chen, I just said that it can't be Mr. He. How could Mr. He know Song Juhan and Zhuang Jieyu?"

Chen Shan took a peek at He Gu, but others didn't know, but she met Zhuang Jieyu at He Gu's house with her own eyes.

He Gu said blankly: "Hurry up and go back to work, next time you chat during office hours, I will really punish you."

Everyone shrank back.

"Chen Shan, come in." He Gu walked into the office.

Chen Shan then followed in, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Mr. He, are you okay?"

"It's much better." He Gu rubbed his temples while turning on the computer, "I haven't been thinking well recently, please report to me the main points of the project and the progress of the past few days, and be more careful."

"No, Mr. He, I mean..." Chen Shan said cautiously, "Are you... all right?"

Mr. He paused and looked at Chen Shan: "Yes, I was the one who fought with Song Juhan that day. Thank you for keeping the secret for me. You are a reliable colleague and friend."

Chen Shan nodded vigorously: "Mr. He, don't worry, I will definitely keep a secret for you. Although I don't know how you met and why the conflict occurred, I believe that Mr. He's character must be Song Juhan's problem. It's not that I'm biased, people in the entertainment industry, there must not be many good things, he has been rumored a lot, fortunately, your relationship with Zhuang Jieyu has not been affected."

He Gu didn't bother to explain: "Well, this incident has nothing to do with my work, so just pretend it never happened to you in the future."

"Yes, definitely."

Chen Shan reported what happened during the days when he was away. He Gu listened and memorized it. For the first time, he knew that a bad mood would affect IQ. He didn't know when this muddled state would get better.

Chen Shan went out after reporting. He Gu read the materials seriously, but her mind was always distracted.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, he picked it up and saw it was GuQingPei.

He expected that GuQingPei must also have read the news. Although the photo is blurry, people who are familiar with him will have doubts. What's more, GuQingPei knew about his relationship with Song JuHan. He wanted to avoid it, but finally answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Gu."

"Why, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." In order to avoid redundant nonsense, He Gu said bluntly, "Song Juhan and I have separated."

GuQingPei let out a long breath, "Is it because of Zhuang Jieyu?"

"……Um."

"Then what happened to Feng Zheng?"

He Gu was startled: "How do you know Feng Zheng?"

"Yuan Yang told me."

"Yuan Yang?"

"Hey, he's my assistant and driver now."

"Oh." He Gu suddenly remembered, that day when he and GuQingPei made a video call, the "driver" who suddenly barged in was the voice of Yuan Yang, what happened to these two people?It seemed that day that the relationship was incompatible, but now they are reconciled?

Seeing why, GuQingPei didn't want to talk about it, and didn't pursue it, he just said: "Why, if you need someone to talk to, I'm always here."

"After a while, I think now... finish the work at hand quickly, and then take a long vacation."

"Okay, you really need a long vacation, just let me know if you need any help." Gu Qingpei paused, "Why, I know you are suffering, but you believe me, one day you will look back and find that this is For a good thing, it is never too late to leave a wrong person and correct a wrong path.”

He Gu sighed, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu waited for a long time before refocusing on his work. He needed work so that he would stop thinking about Song Juhan all the time.

When he got home at night, he found that both Zhuang Jieyu and Xiaosong were waiting at the door of his house. The atmosphere between them was not right, and there was some tension.

He Gu frowned: "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to take care of you." Zhuang Jieyu said naturally.

Xiao Song said: "Brother He Gu, let me come and see you, I'm afraid..."

"Xiaosong." He Gu interrupted him, "I know what you're here for, but I don't want to hear it, so go back."

"Brother, it's not..." Xiao Song cried with a sad face.

"I really don't want to hear whatever you want to say."

Zhuang Jieyu stared at him: "Did you hear that? He doesn't want to hear it. He is not in good health now. Can you leave him alone?"

Xiao Song said angrily: "What are you meddling in the matter between Brother He Gu and Brother Han?"

"Yo, what are you mixing with?"

Xiao Song blushed with anger, and he said anxiously to He Gu: "Brother He Gu, you may not believe it, but I am really not here to persuade you to reconcile, I am really worried about you and want to see how you are... Brother Han I have been in a particularly bad state these past few days. It was all my bad idea. It made me feel very uncomfortable for you to meet that day..."

"It has nothing to do with you." He Gu opened the door without looking at him, "Go back." He was about to close the door.

Xiao Song shouted anxiously: "Brother Hegu! You believe me, Brother Han cares about you, Brother Han cares about you very much, but even if you don't get along with Brother Han, you are still my brother, you should get well soon!"

He Gu's heart was throbbing, he didn't speak, he just wanted to quickly keep everything related to Song Juhan out of the door and out of sight.

"Hey, hey." Zhuang Jieyu put his foot on the door, forced himself in, then gave Xiaosong a demonstrative eye, and slammed the door in front of him.

He Gu put down his briefcase and glanced at Zhuang Jieyu: "Are you going to stay at my house all the time? Why don't you have anything else to do?"

"Isn't that good, I'm so cute and humorous, how nice it is to make you happy." Zhuang Jieyu said with a smile, hoping to infect He Gu with his emotions, He Gu's appearance like a walking dead is really worrying.

"Didn't your agency make things difficult for you?" He Gu said while taking off his coat.

Zhuang Jieyu was stunned, his eyes darkened, "What's wrong with you, I'm too lazy to care about it, anyway, I've become popular because of this matter, if the Song family and his son don't pursue it, the company will take the opportunity to praise me , If you pursue it, I will hide it in the snow." He shrugged, "I want to open it too, and I won't starve to death, let's take a step and see."

"Well, you can learn more when you have time, you can't live on your face for a lifetime."

"I hate studying. My brain is not working well, and nutrition is growing on my face." Zhuang Jieyu shook He Gu's arm and said coquettishly, "Uncle He, teach me how to study."

He Gu said, "Go to college."

Zhuang Jieyu seemed to have seen a ghost: "I'm not going."

"Then what can you do?"

"I... I'd better open a Taobao store."

He reason shook his head.

"I'll cook for you!" Zhuang Jieyu rolled up his sleeves, "Go and rest, let you see how virtuous I am."

He Gu changed his clothes and sat on the sofa to rest. In fact, his body is not tired, but his mind is groggy, and he has no energy at all.

He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. He wanted to watch the news, but he didn't expect the TV to stay on the last entertainment channel. When he turned it on, it was the news that Song Juhan had a fight in the hotel due to jealousy. It seemed that the incident spread too fast this time. Song He also has limited hands and feet, and cannot control everything.

He numbly stared at Song Juhan's photo on TV for a while, then silently switched to the political channel.

It is almost impossible to erase traces of that person from your life because he is everywhere.

He wished he could have his memory removed.