Years of Intoxication

On this day, He Gu accompanied Song Juhan to the hospital for reexamination. While waiting outside the clinic, the girl next to him was watching a TV series on her mobile phone.There were very few people in this private hospital, and it was very empty. Even though the volume was very low, He Gu heard a familiar voice all at once.

He turned his head and glanced, it was Zhuang Jieyu.

Since Song Juhan's farewell concert until now, he has not contacted Zhuang Jieyu and Feng Zheng. Although they made a lot of phone calls and sent a lot of text messages, he only replied a few words "I'm fine", and everything else was fine. Instead of talking about it, he replied to Zhou Heyi's email, but he just avoided the important ones, and instead cared about Zhou Heyi's life in the United States.

There is no way to hide like this.He took out his mobile phone and called Zhuang Jieyu.

When the phone was connected, Zhuang Jieyu's voice was particularly excited: "Master, you are finally willing to answer the phone."

"Sorry, I was not in a good state some time ago, and I don't want to see anyone."

"You have a shitty personality, you don't give anyone face when you get angry, hey, I'm also a bitch, you don't take me as a friend at all."

He Gu hurriedly said: "Jieyu, I don't mean that, I just want to digest it by myself, and I don't want others to worry about it." He has always been unwilling to find friends when he is in a low point. It is not easy for everyone to live. Happy to bring to others.

Zhuang Jieyu chuckled: "You're kidding, I don't know you yet, I just want to resist everything and make myself so tired, why bother, sometimes you come out to have a drink and scold you Swearing, the mood will be much better, I really can't stand you."

He Gu smiled: "It's all over."

"It's over?" Zhuang Jieyu snorted softly, "Then how are you and Song Juhan now? I saw the report at the airport, and Song Juhan really went all out, because you threatened to beat the reporter, and all of them were filmed. Although it didn’t explode after pressing it down, I saw it from a paparazzi friend, ouch, it’s pretty handsome.”

He Gu paused, and said calmly: "I plan to give each other a chance and try again."

"Hey, I knew it." Zhuang Jieyu said with a bit of resentment, "I knew you would have to get involved in the end, alas, you are not a reckless person, you must have thought about it for a long time, Song Juhan, It seems that it’s a real game, so I can only bless you.”

"Thank you." He Gu said sincerely.

"What I regret most now is that I didn't put you to bed at the beginning, and now I want to call your attention again, Song Juhan should cut me." Zhuang Jieyu's tone was full of embarrassment.

He Gu couldn't help laughing: "Okay, talk all day long."

"Come out for a drink another day, let's have a good chat. In this circle, sometimes there is no one who wants to relax and talk."

"No problem." He Gu felt Zhuang Jieyu's fatigue. Zhuang Jieyu is now one of the young actors with the most momentum, and it must be not easy.

After hanging up the phone, He Gu found out Feng Zheng's number, hesitated several times, but still didn't press the call button.Let it be like this, he and Feng Zheng are too embarrassed, and they will not be able to get along as friends in the future. This person who used to be very important to him is now a passer-by in his life. He feels a little emotional, but it can only be so.

Song Juhan pushed the door and came out, his face covered tightly.He took a picture and got off the plank. The rolled up cuffs revealed his still strong arms, but they were still a little swollen.

He Gu stood up: "How is it?"

"The recovery is good, and the next step is to wait for the bone suture to heal."

As soon as Song Juhan opened his mouth, the little girl watching the TV drama raised her head and took a peek.

Song Juhan's voice is very nice, even through a mask, it is so sexy that it makes people feel numb all over.

He Gu was afraid that he would be recognized, so he dragged him away.

After getting into the car, Xiao Song asked impatiently, "How is Brother Han? Will it affect playing the piano?"

"Let's see how it recovers." Song Juhan turned his arms, frowned slightly, and said softly, "Will it affect playing the piano..."

Although Song Juhan has never complained in person, why does he know that he is very worried that he will not be able to operate the instrument proficiently in the future? Although there is no problem with the fingers, some operations require the strength of the arms. Song Juhan has been dealing with music all his life. Being flexible is no different from an athlete breaking his leg.

He Gu said: "I will accompany you in rehabilitation."

Song Juhan kissed him, showing a lazy and naughty smile: "Don't think too much, as long as you are okay, I am willing to lose my hands."

Xiao Song exaggeratedly said "Ouch": "My God."

Song Juhan kicked the driver's seat and cursed with a smile: "Hurry up and take us home."

Xiaosong sent them back to the apartment in the urban area, He Gu went into the house and touched the shoe cabinet: "You haven't come back for a long time, it's all dusty."

"Isn't this always recuperating?"

"Take a break, I'll clean up."

"No need, Xiaosong, you call the part-time worker." Song Juhan hugged his waist and said wryly, "I won't let you work."

Xiao Song shuddered again.

He Gu couldn't take it anymore: "Do some work as exercise, and it's not dirty, so you don't need to call someone."

"No, you stay with me."

"I've been with you all day, haven't I?"

Song Juhan really couldn't find an excuse, so he reluctantly said: "Then I will clean it with you."

Xiao Song said very understandingly: "I'll go to the supermarket to buy food for you."

"Hurry up and come back later." Song Juhan was eager to send him away quickly.

He Gu took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly realized that his suit and shirt were not suitable for work.

Song Juhan immediately said: "Your pajamas are in the closet."

"You still keep it?" He Gu was a little surprised.

"Of course." Song Juhan took his hand and entered the bedroom, "When did I throw away the things you left with me?"

He Gu thought about it carefully, he didn't come here many times, so he left almost nothing behind, but every time he came, he would not feel inconvenient, because all the daily necessities, either his own or Song Juhan's, could be used.

Even though it was just a trivial matter, He Gu was still touched in his heart. He seemed to believe that Song Juhan really valued him before, but that value was not as great as the splendor of Huahua World.

He Gu changed into comfortable home clothes, put on an apron, and began to sweep the floor and wipe the table. Song Juhan couldn’t use his left hand, so he used his right hand to carry water and linen for him. When there was nothing else to do, he sang next to him. Sing the happiest song.

He Gu looked at him with a smile from time to time, and his mood was as light and comfortable as the singing.He does some trivial housework, and Song Juhan lends his hand and chats. These home and daily life that he has imagined countless times have really come true now.He is not a romantic person, and he has never been greedy for vanity, so his best fantasy about love is nothing more than that.

After finishing the work, Xiao Song also came back from the supermarket. He took two big bags of things and put them away before leaving.

He Gu's waist was a little sore, so he simply cooked two bowls of noodles, and the two sat facing each other, Song Juhan smiled at He Gu while eating.

He Gu couldn't help laughing, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Juhan asked back: "What are you laughing at?"

"I can't help but see you laughing."

"I can't help it when I see you." Song Juhan licked his lips and said sweetly, "I just think... there is no better life than this."

There is no better life than this.

He Gu's heart was slightly sour, and at that moment, he suddenly thanked himself and had the courage to start over.

Song Juhan squeezed his face: "That movie grossed [-] million at the box office, and the film and television company is going to hold a celebration banquet. Yan Mingxiu invited me, and I haven't gone out for a long time, so I can exercise." He smiled wickedly, "In case they think I'm I'm dead, but I'm alive and well."

He Gu smiled and said, "Well, go ahead, and be careful not to let people see your arms."

"You go too."

He Gu asked in surprise, "Me?"

Song Juhan nodded without hesitation: "Of course I will take you there."

"What am I going to do? It's too ostentatious."

"Why are you ostentatious? They also take their wives, and I want to take them too."

"Stop making trouble." He Gu said, "Don't create topics all day long."

"You don't know much about the entertainment industry. The more you hide and hide, the more they dig deep to find material. Instead, we show up openly. They will be fresh once or twice at most. There will be no topic. In the future You won’t pay too much attention, if you don’t want to be photographed secretly when you go out, just walk up to them.”

He Gu was startled: "Really?"

Song Juhan smiled and said: "Really, don't have any burdens, and don't care what they think or write. I, Song Juhan, only recognize you in my life. Even if they jump up and down, it can't change anything. I just want them to see it." Look, we're both compatible."

"You..." He Gu sighed, then laughed again, "I've convinced you." Always such a willful star.

"Then you agree?" Song Juhan said happily.

He Gu thought for a while: "Well, what you said makes sense." In fact, he also hid some selfishness. He was once slandered by the media, harassed and harassed Song Juhan for many years. The appearance in Li is always so unbearable, no matter how calm he is, he still can't swallow this breath to some extent.Song Juhan is right, why should he hide and hide together, as a gay, he also hopes to stand upright by his partner's side.

Song Juhan whistled excitedly, opened his arms and shouted, "I'm going to take my wife out!"

He Gu laughed and scolded: "Don't yell."

Song Juhan stood up and kissed He Gu hard on the forehead.