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Tan Guangsheng.

If possible, Ning Zhi would also like to be like in the movie, when he hears a name that has been entangled with him again after many years, surprise flashes in his eyes, and he sincerely says "He, if you don't mention it, I will forget it." .

Too bad he's not that kind of guy.He has good grades since he was a child, and has an outstanding memory. Although he has never had revenge, he is good at holding grudges.

He remembered that Tan Guangsheng did not mean that his life was not good. On the contrary, in the three years and four years since he graduated from university, he was much happier than when he was an undergraduate.

He studied for a master's degree, entered the company he wanted, and met Jiang Chan, who had just confessed his love to him.

Ning Zhi's thoughts stopped at Jiang Chan, and a distress mixed with joy attacked him.

"Your grandma sent some kimchi today." Zheng Qiudai said.

"Really?" Ning Zhi said absently, "Why don't you take it out and eat it?"

"I put it away first, and I will do it tomorrow."

Ning Zhi let out a "hmm", looked into Zheng Qiudai's Gujing Wubo's eyes, and thought: "Mom, when you and my dad were in love, who confessed first?"

Zheng Qiudai slightly pursed his lower lips: "There is no confession, but we are together naturally."

"Not from beginning to end?"

Zheng Qiudai thought for a moment, and said: "There is no confession, but a marriage proposal. That day we went to the movies together, it was cold outside, the snow was falling heavily, and I didn't have enough clothes to wear, so he put his coat on me, and he was so cold Shaking. We walked a long way to get on the bus, and when we got off, your dad asked me if I would like to marry him."

Ning Zhi smiled: "It seems that my dad chased you not because of romance but because of sincerity."

The mother and son watched TV for a while, then went back to sleep, Ning Zhi took a shower, lay on the bed and checked Weibo, there was nothing new on the Internet, controversial issues were still being debated, hot searches were unremarkable, from top to bottom Seven of the protagonists are all stars in the entertainment industry.Ning Zhi lacked interest, and suddenly remembered the sarcophagi he had become a fan of a few days ago, so he clicked on the other party's homepage, and tentatively sent a private message: "Hi, long time no see."

At that time, his WeChat official account was not successful, with a total of two hundred followers, most of them were classmates and friends, or friends of friends, only the origin of this s was unknown, as if it appeared out of thin air, and Ning Zhi is often rewarded, and Ning Zhi deserves it, and he has a deep impression on this person.

S didn't log in to Weibo often, and Ning Zhi didn't expect him to reply immediately, so he put his phone aside after posting, and took an English book from the shelf as a bedtime read.

He had to do this, chat with Zheng Qiudai, browse Weibo, read boring books, rack his brains to find something to do, and let his brain be occupied by other things, otherwise he would be unable to restrain himself from thinking about what happened in the sports car tonight.

Jiang Chan said that he would be with him forever.

Ning Zhi didn't know how far forever was, but he knew that almost no one made such a heavy promise when they confessed their love.A simple "I like you" was put on a golden chain by Jiang Chan, like an overly precious gift, Ning Zhi wanted it very much, but dared not accept it.

He even imagined that if Jiang Chan said "How about we try to date" or "Let's be together", he would definitely agree on the spot, because it made him feel happy and relaxed, but Jiang Chan said "forever", And his tone gave Ning Zhi an illusion, as if he really loved Ning Zhi very much.

The mobile phone buried in the quilt made a low "buzz", and Ning Zhi glanced at it - the private message he sent received a reply.

Two short sentences of dialogue are displayed on the screen.

Grape of Zeuxis: Hi, long time no see.

sarcophagi: Hey, I've been there all the time, you just didn't notice.

A subtle and weird heat flowed through his heart, Ning Zhi turned his phone upside down on the bedside table and looked around.On the left is the bay window, the curtains are drawn halfway, outside the glass are the shadows of whirling trees and cold white street lamps, on the right is his wardrobe, a pair of jeans legs stuck in the crack of the door, exposing the mess inside the closet.

A few minutes later, Ning Zhi calmed down and edited a new private message: "I'm sorry, before you only offered rewards but didn't comment, so I couldn't interact with you. Later, something happened at home, so I didn't write an article. I haven't logged into the backend for years. When did you follow my Weibo?"

sarcophagi: "Probably when you gave up the official account and turned to Weibo."

"So early?" Ning Zhi was a little surprised, but also a little ashamed, "The things I write now are not as deep as before."

"No," said sarcophagi, "I think it's interesting."

Ning Zhi smiled back.

He turned off the light, tossed and turned on the bed for a while, couldn't fall asleep, sat up suddenly, and called Jiang Chan.

Everything that happened tonight was extraordinarily magical, and all the people and things seemed to carry some kind of omen, whether it was Zheng Qiudai’s story about his father’s proposal, or the reunion of netizen s who had reunited after a long time saying “I’ve always been there”, even he wanted to divert The book he picked out at random was also "The Thorn Birds". These details were layered on top of each other, making Ning Zhi feel as if God was urging him to respond to Jiang Chan's confession.

"You don't talk yet!"

The phone was connected, and as soon as Jiang Chan turned on the speakerphone, Ning Zhi's nervous instructions came from the loudspeaker. He smiled, put the phone on the shelf next to him, and unscrewed the cap of the toothpaste.

The bathroom was exceptionally quiet, and the buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush could be heard clearly. Ning Zhi listened for a while, and when the sound disappeared, he said nervously, "Jiang Chan, do you really like me?"

Jiang Chan spit out the foam, rinsed his mouth, and wiped his face with a towel, but Ning Zhi received no response, and reminded, "You can talk now."

His tone was not as joyful as before, as if a dark cloud had floated over his head.

Jiang Chan said, "Yes, I like you very much."

Ning Zhi was quiet, and asked again: "Really? Why?"

"Why?" Jiang Chan was amused by his stupidity, "It's not about solving math problems."

Ning Zhi sat in the dark, holding a small night light in his arms, while pinching the silicone of the night light, he said: "Actually, I like you too."

"Yeah." Jiang Chan knew he still had something to say.

"But I'm not sure how much I like you, as much as you like me."

"That's not how it works."

"I know. But—" Ning Zhi sighed in frustration, and suddenly changed the topic, "Your parents love each other very much, right?"

Jiang Chan returned to the bedroom, turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, and listened to Ning Zhi whispering in his ear: "My parents love each other very much. I used to treat them as ordinary couples, but recently I discovered the relationship between them. It’s really deep. Just because their relationship is so deep, after my dad passed away, my mom’s loneliness doubled, and she even suffered from depression.”

Jiang Chan stood barefoot on the carpet and fell into a momentary daze.He had never lost his mind like this during the crisis public relations of Qicai World before: "What do you want to say, Ning Zhi?"

"I think that loving someone is like taking a risk. Even if the two parties don't betray or hurt each other, there are many natural disasters, man-made disasters and accidents that will separate them. The deeper the love, the more painful the one that stays."

Jiang Chan understood, and tried to summarize: "So, you are not willing to take risks for me."

"That's not what I meant!" Ning Zhi realized that the more he explained the situation, the worse it was, so he simply gave up, "I just want... can you give me a little more time?"

"Yes," Jiang Chan said in a dawdly manner, "but there is one condition, you play the video now, show it to me, and call me to listen."

Ning Zhi choked and coughed loudly: "Jiang Chan, you—"

"Okay, okay, I owe you first." Jiang Chan pretended to be magnanimous.

"What do you owe? I didn't agree at all!" After Ning Zhi finished shouting, his voice softened again, "Then, before we give the answer, can we still meet?"

"Of course."

Ning Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

He added: "Because I left a U disk at your house, and I have to go get it."

It's Monday again.

Ning Zhi yawned and went to the company, signed for a box of express delivery, opened it and saw that the photo frame had arrived.In order to hold the photography exhibition at hand, he deliberately ordered products of different materials and manufacturers, intending to compare and choose the most suitable one. Now that the goods have arrived, several colleagues gathered around him to make suggestions. Wen Sizuo said that the magnetic attraction The acrylic one is the best, Wen Mengchu likes the one with the aluminum alloy frame, and Qiao Yan timidly said that the solid wood one has more feeling.

Several people were discussing, Tao Shan suddenly called Ning Zhi, saying that someone was looking for him, in the reception room No. [-].

"Is it Jian Qingli?" Ning Zhi hugged the photo frame, thinking it was a coincidence, but Tao Shan shook her head: "No, it's the one wearing glasses. Do you have other clients recently?"

"No."

Ning Zhifei muttered, straightened his appearance, and pushed open the door of the No. [-] reception room.

A man in a dark blue suit got up from the sofa and looked over excitedly, with the corners of his mouth tensed: "Ning Zhi, long time no see."

In fact, it was not that long, only four years.

"I'm sorry, I rushed to your company to find you, but...you didn't pass my friend request, so—"

"Oh, that, maybe I forgot," Ning Zhi picked up the phone and tapped it a few times without sincerity.

Tan Guangsheng's eyes darkened, and he said in a good temper, "It's okay, can you add me?"

"Why did you add it?" Ning Zhi smiled, "Are you not afraid that I will continue to harass you?"

"We all know it's not like that! It was their random rumors. I explained it to the teachers at the Student Affairs Office."

The college days flew by again, Ning Zhi looked at him and shook his head: "I won't mention the past, you are welcome to work in Lujiang."

"Brother?" Someone knocked on the door, it was Wen Mengchu's voice, "I wish the teacher let the meeting go, it seems that there is a big project!"

"Understood, come right away." Ning Zhi turned to Tan Guangsheng and gestured, "Sorry, I have to go."

"Okay," Tan Guangsheng agreed, but his body stood still at the door of the reception room, "Ning Zhi, can I approve my friend request? We are roommates after all, and we have a good relationship. Let's save face."

They were indeed roommates, but they only lived together for two years, and Ning Zhi, a junior, rented an apartment off campus, and they didn't call him at all when they took graduation photos in their dormitory.

He couldn't figure out Tan Guangsheng's intentions, and rushed to the meeting again, so he could only agree: "Okay."

Not long after the meeting ended, Ning Zhi received a message from Tan Guangsheng, saying that he would invite him to dinner.In fact, their previous relationship was really good. In the first two years, when Ning Zhi was criticized in the dormitory because of his sexual orientation, Tan Guangsheng, as a roommate, not only did not treat him coldly, but also helped him bring meals from the cafeteria.

They might have remained friends if it wasn't for that joke.

"Not on Saturday," Ning Zhi replied, "I have an appointment."

Tan Guangsheng asked, "Is it your boyfriend?"

Ning Zhi thought for a while and replied, "Yes."