high intensity friendship

From the restaurant near the police station, they walked back to the mall - because they came in a police car.

As we approached the commercial street, the crowd gradually became bustling, young and restless.Every few tens of meters you walk, you will meet peddlers selling roses, and keep coming to empty-handed couples.

Yue Xiaochuan mingled with his crush, and when he saw the people who were snuggling sweetly, mandarin ducks, amphibious butterflies, and butterflies flew together, his heart felt a little bitter.

"Mr. Chu, don't you get greedy when you see other people celebrating Valentine's Day? Let's simulate it too?"

"No, look at these two." Chu Tianchang raised his chin toward the gluey couple who just passed by, "I watch the sky at night, they will score next year. And the two of us will still be good friends at that time. "

"Still watching the sky at night?" Yue Xiaochuan looked up, only to see a vast expanse, "Smog divination, is it reliable? But I'm a little greedy, what should I do?"

"Then you should look at others more." Chu Tianchang said lightly.

"Can we act as a couple once? Just for one night, even for an hour."

Yue Xiaochuan struggled for a long time before he said with a straight face, "One minute."

The next second after getting the authorization, the hand with a few calluses came up, and then the fingers interlocked and dangled back and forth.In an instant, they became the brightest couple on the street.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Aren't men and women equal? ​​Girls all go shopping hand in hand... Have you ever done this before?" Yue Xiaochuan asked seemingly casually.

The slender fingers were gradually tightening, which made Chu Tianchang feel as if he was on a stick.

"No, he cherishes feathers very much. In school, he didn't even dare to hook up with me. When Old Wang found out about us, he went to cry and begged people not to tell it. Moreover, he forced Old Wang made an oath, a poisonous oath." Afterwards, when Wang Sanyi talked about it, his expression was like a textbook, dumbfounding.

"He doesn't seem to have any scandals. Has he been single since he left you?"

Chu Tian laughed long and hard: "After leaving me, whose queen actor has he become?"

"But!" Yue Xiaochuan was extremely shocked, and approached in a low voice, "But, Wen Liang has a family. Oh my god, this gossip is really, really explosive! If I sell the news to the paparazzi, will I just post it?"

"You will go in and squat for a few years because of slander." Chu Tianchang shrugged, "Whether it is immoral or not is their own private matter. Maybe, it is indeed true love."

"That time, what did he want from you?"

Maybe it was because of a visit to the police station, or the sweet atmosphere around them, or the clasped hands, they chatted unknowingly, and they were able to communicate freely even on embarrassing topics.

"A souvenir, this is my privacy."

Yue Xiaochuan stopped asking.He remembered the slogan of "Secret Forest": Everyone has a secret seed in his heart.

It must have been more than 1 minute.

But Yue Xiaochuan's hand showed no sign of loosening.

Chu Tianchang also pretended to forget the time, let him lead him, and walked reassuringly, amidst the strange eyes that kept casting him.

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The tips turn green and then yellow, dry and then flourish.

"Bang!" Dreamy gold and silver confetti and ribbons were flying all over the sky, making people feel drunk.

It was Wang Sanyi who pulled another fireworks tube.

Soon, the door of the private room opened a crack, and a person stuck his head in: "Let me tell you guys again, there will be an extra cleaning fee."

Yue Xiaochuan's attention was attracted by the waiter, and when he came back to his senses, his face was covered with cream and rubbed maliciously.

"Fuck, which grandson?" Forced to open his eyes amidst the sweet stickiness, he saw Chu Tianchang bending over and laughing with hands covered in cream.

"Okay, dare to scold me, and see how I deal with you when I go back."

Yue Xiaochuan wiped the water from his face and walked out of the bathroom, just in time for the song he ordered.

He took Mike and gave Chu Tianchang a secret glance.The lights were dazzling and intoxicating, flowing over his cheeks stained with water.He is like a freshly peeled lychee, warm and clear. In the prelude, he said: "This song is for Teacher Chu, and I wish him a happy birthday..."

Chu Tian is 31 years old.

This is the third summer solstice after becoming friends with Yue Xiaochuan.

Chu Tianchang was listening intently to the song given to him, Wang Sanyi leaned over and said, "Congratulations, Lao Chu, you have come to an age as old as my name."

"When you were young, you weren't afraid of being punished for writing your name, were you?"

"I'm afraid, my mother is not an accountant, she asked me to write in capital letters, Sanyi."

Chu Tianchang smiled, his eyes kept on Yue Xiaochuan.

Wang Sanyi tapped the time lightly, and asked in a low voice, "How are you and Xiao Chuan doing?"

"It's still the same."

"friend?"

"Don't you think that friends are a very stable relationship?" He asked lightly.

"Don't you think Xiao Chuan likes you very much?" Wang Sanyi, who is already a father and has been successfully promoted, seems to always want to push Chu Tianchang into a love relationship and handcuff him into the shackles of love.

"I raise him, so of course he likes me." He can more or less sense Yue Xiaochuan's vague intentions, so he never treats him badly in life.In terms of career, big and small roles, I also try my best to help him win within the scope of my ability.

After singing a song, Yue Xiaochuan sat down next to him, stretched out his hand to the fruit plate, and picked up a piece of watermelon.

"I want to hear "Pink Memories"."

"Okay, I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman! No video is allowed. When I become famous, this is all black history." Yue Xiaochuan finished eating a piece of watermelon, went to order a song, and soon sang charmingly amidst the laughter of the crowd :

"Xiaxia quietly passed by and left a little secret, I can't tell you from the bottom of my heart, the evening wind blows and warms my heart, I think of you again..."

Chu Tianchang habitually raised the wine bottle to his lips, and also laughed, no longer isolated from the festival that was exclusive to him.He didn't realize that in these days stained with lovelorn, he didn't think of Xin Chi, and he wasn't unhappy at all.

"Xiao Chuan, did you touch my book?"

From "One Hundred Years of Solitude" to "Love in the Time of Cholera", it seems that the order is out of order.Even though he was half-drunk at the ktv, the keen observation of obsessive-compulsive disorder is still there.

Yue Xiaochuan, who was doing plank support in the living room, rushed to the study when he heard the sound, followed Chu Tianchang's fingers to look at the bookshelf, shook his head and said, ""One Hundred Years of Solitude"? I only read it once last year. To be honest, even the names of the characters I can’t remember clearly. I have experienced the kind of loneliness that can’t understand anything.”

"It's okay, just go about your business."

Chu Tianchang paced around the study and the audio-visual room, and was sure that someone else had visited the house, and the browsing history of the computer also confirmed this.

After thinking about it, he knew it was Xin Chi and he had the key.

"I can't find this, it's so stupid." Chu Tianchang pulled out "Casablanca" from the Blu-ray discs that filled the wall.Open the disc box, there is no disc inside, only a dark hard drive.

It is that souvenir.

However, Chu Tianchang did not intend to change the lock.The door of my house is always open, waiting for you with open arms. After hugging, there will be a tacit understanding... If there is still such a tacit understanding, he will be able to find it.

Slowly pushing the disc box back, Chu Tianchang suddenly realized that every time there was no one at home, the contents of the box were in an uncertain superposition state.

It can be called Schrödinger's hard drive.

In the living room, Yue Xiaochuan was still doing plank support, his muscles were tense and trembling.He suddenly heard Chu Tianchang laugh out loud like he was mentally ill, which scared him almost to failure.

"You...what are you laughing at..." He blushed and spoke with difficulty.

Chu Tianchang approached, bent down on the floor, parallel to Yue Xiaochuan's head, and said with a smile, "Do you know, Schrödinger is a scumbag."

"I don't want to fall in love with him again." Yue Xiaochuan almost said, I think you also look like a scumbag, but I can't prove it for a while.

A drop of sweat hung on Yue Xiaochuan's delicate Adam's apple, and it was about to fall.Chu Tianchang suddenly moved his head, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and swept it into his mouth.It's salty, like tears.

"I'll go—" Yue Xiaochuan's struggling body collapsed and fell on the yoga mat, complaining, "I've persisted for 20 minutes, and I'm about to surpass myself."

Chu Tianchang slapped his buttocks fiercely, "Go take a shower quickly, and change to another place for you to continue."

On the two-meter-square battlefield, they fought fiercely with gold and iron horses, and the battle was inseparable.

The infantry lined up, the cavalry charged, and after a brave fight, both the enemy and us were "bloody" on the battlefield.

"Hey, move, I'm going to change the sheets." Chu Tianchang patted the thin back.

This is the drumbeat of retreat.

Every time it is this sentence, it is not tenderness or care or praise for harmony, but: I want to change the sheets.

"You should work in a hotel, you must be an excellent employee."