dear dreamer

Within a few minutes, a loud noise suddenly came from Zhong Xing's office, startling the two people in the tea room.

"Boss!" The assistant rushed out first.Deng Tingge followed closely and saw that the door of the office had been opened, and a young man named Fang Zhongyi was standing by the door, keeping the posture of opening the door.He covered his forehead and put his hand down again.There was blood on the palms and forehead.

The furious expression on Zhong Xing's face disappeared immediately when he saw the blood on his face, and he kept panting with his eyes open, anxious and angry.

Deng Tingge and his assistant stood in the corridor, not knowing what to do.

"Are you angry?" Fang Zhongyi didn't care about the wound on his forehead, bent down to pick up a wooden ornament under his feet, wiped his fingers, and got a little blood.This thing was originally placed on Zhong Xing's desk, but he turned around and put it back: "Don't smash it, it's rare for me to give you something."

Without saying a word, Zhong Xing swept the thing to the ground again.

"Take it away. You don't have to come here again." Zhong Xing's voice was trembling, "I never have to come here again."

"I'm sorry." Fang Zhongyi said, "I didn't know you were serious this time."

"...Which time am I not serious?" Zhong Xing opened the hand he touched his face.

Deng Tingge watched with horror.Zhong Xing's expression was too desperate.

The young man with his back to them withdrew his hand, and was silent for a while.He took out a tissue to wipe the blood on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

When Fang Zhongyi left, he smiled apologetically with the two people outside the door.The smile didn't reach his eyes, he turned and walked away slowly.Zhong Xing sat slumped on his chair, his whole body tensed, without saying a word.Deng Tingge didn't dare to go in, the assistant closed the door gently, and the two slipped to another place to talk.

"Do Director Zhong and that person often quarrel like this?" He asked.

"It's often noisy, but not so intense." The assistant felt lingering fear, "It's the first time I've seen the boss get so angry. The boss doesn't forgive people, but he never gets angry, let alone hit people with things."

So he must be very, very angry.Deng Tingge thought.He was also embarrassed to inquire about his boss's gossip, so he took some snacks from his assistant and left.

Passing the newsstand on the way home, his heart skipped a beat and he stopped to flip through entertainment gossip magazines.

Fang Zhongyi's photo is actually very conspicuous.He was very handsome, with no vivid expression on his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with an appearance of being flattered or humiliated.Weekly gossip circled this photo of him, and underneath it was a collage photo of him walking and kissing with a man Deng Tingge couldn't recognize.The title of the report is also very interesting: [Another shocking explosion!The singer surnamed Fang has a new love, and the muscular man is in love with him].

There is an exclamation point in the middle.Deng Tingge thought, what Kong Yu said was right, she really had a shocking momentum.

He paid for the weekly magazine and read it in the car on the way back to school.

Fang Zhongyi is a musician who just won a music creation award at the beginning of the year, but Deng Tingge hasn't paid attention to this piece of news, so he has never heard of his name.Judging from what was said in the report, it seems that after he won the award, his private life began to receive a lot of attention, and he was constantly exposed to various inside stories: homosexuality, going out to nightclubs, and frequently changing new lovers.

Is Zhong Xing one of his new loves?Deng Tingge folded the magazine and put it on his knees, thinking that it didn't quite look like it.If it's not a new love, then it's an old man?

Thinking of the despair and sadness on Zhong Xing's face when he faced Fang Zhongyi's sentence "I didn't know you were serious this time", Deng Tingge felt flustered.For no reason, he wondered if Luo Hengqiu would feel so sad when he heard what he said.

At that time Luo Hengqiu controlled it so well, Deng Tingge could only think of his slightly trembling voice and the embarrassment of grabbing his coat twice in a row.

The car stopped and started again, Deng Tinge gave up his seat to the old man who got on the car, and dangled a hanging ring, wondering how to mend the relationship between the two people.But how to continue after the relationship is repaired?Both of them opened their mouths, one said it was impossible, the other said I really like you, it is impossible for Deng Tingge to pretend that he has never heard these words.

Either go further, or stop there.Eason Chan is singing on the car TV. The stranger in the coming year is the dearest so-and-so yesterday. Many things in this life can only be kept for you until eternity. Why can't old friends become old friends in the end?

Deng Tingge: "..."

what the hell.He was funny and helpless, the timing was too coincidental.

In the MV, Eason Chan is neither fat nor bald, with curly hair and swollen eyes. He sang literally on a small TV.Outside the window was the noise of cars coming and going, and beside Deng Tingge, a little girl who was riding with her mother grabbed his pants and giggled.

The bus crossed the bridge and went on all the way.The song was still playing in a loop, and suddenly stopped, replaced by an electronic prompt: "The terminal is here, please get off in order. The terminal..."

Deng Tinge: "...?!"

He realized that he had passed the stop, so he had to get off, intending to walk across the road and take another bus.He had never been to the last stop of this train, but when he got off the bus and looked around, he suddenly remembered that he had heard Luo Hengqiu mention this place.A high-end residential area, Luo Hengqiu has now moved out and lives here.

Deng Tingge didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked to the gate of the community and sat by the flowerbed, staring at the gate.

It's daytime now, Luo Hengqiu should still be working in his company and won't be coming back.The gate of the community was very quiet, and the property security guard looked at him suspiciously several times.Deng Tingge was a decent person, even if he aroused suspicion, it was very limited.He waited for a while, even though he knew that Luo Hengqiu would not be able to wait for this time, he felt that it was coming...

There are few words in the world that can change people's minds more than "It's all here."

He sat in the shade of the tree with peace of mind, and took out the "How to Dispose of the Ex-Boyfriend's Corpse Using the Washing Machine" to read.The crape myrtle tree was in full bloom in midsummer, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the surrounding was very quiet. He was thinking while watching, his mouth moving silently, and he was soon immersed in the plot.

The content of the script is very simple: when the taxi driver was waiting for customers late at night, he received an order from Didi Taxi.The girl said in a very flat tone that I want to transport a washing machine to the pier, I am on Chunxi Road, please give me a tip, please hurry up.The driver said yes, and took the order.Then the scene changed: within 10 minutes of the driver's arrival, the girl kept walking around the house in the form of a one-man show, asking and answering questions, thinking about how to use the washing machine to bury the body of her ex-boyfriend.The body was placed in the living room, lying on the ground, motionless.

However, every time the girl passed the corpse, she would find that the position of the corpse changed slightly, getting closer and closer to her.

The old relationship should be put into the washing machine, use disinfectant water, use laundry detergent, and wring it vigorously, and finally clean all the old, dirty, smelly, and disgusting things.Deng Tingge turned to the back, feeling that although the main idea is pretty good, the way of expressing it is really weird.

He had never been in love himself, and wondered if old relationships were so repulsive, as unpleasant as an unmanageable corpse.

There was a little rain in the sky, and Deng Tingge didn't have an umbrella, so he dipped a little more into the shade of the trees.

It should be close to noon by now.Only then did Deng Tingge remember: Will Luo Hengqiu come back at noon?

If you don't come back at noon, don't you have to wait until evening?

Deng Tingge felt a little uncertain.But I have to apologize this time, if I can't take the blame, I must at least show my sincerity.

A few elementary school students carrying schoolbags walked by the bus departure station on his side, as if they were waiting for the bus.A few people were bored of waiting, squatting on the ground and playing with throwing stones.Deng Tingge looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but leaned over to play with them.Although he is old, the dexterity of his hands is far inferior to those of the eight or nine-year-old children, and he has been defeated repeatedly.The children who lost had to give their own card to the one who won. Deng Tingge looked at it, and it was a small card of a cartoon character.He didn't, but he had a pile of dime notes in his pocket, so he paid them a few cents every time he lost, and he actually had a good time playing.

The rain is getting heavier, but fortunately the trees are densely shaded.Before the bus came, he became more and more involved in playing, and he didn't notice that the children around him all raised their heads and looked up.

"Huh? It's your turn." Deng Tingge said.

Luo Hengqiu's calm voice came from above his head: "What are you doing?"

Deng Tingge was taken aback, and quickly raised his head, his senior brother was standing beside him holding a big umbrella, looking at him coldly with lowered eyes.The umbrella also blocked the raindrops that leaked from the gaps in the branches and leaves, making a soft rattle.

Deng Tingge hurriedly stood up, looked at Luo Hengqiu and didn't know what to say.The children grabbed their pebbles and the dime tickets they had won, and yelled wah wah wah, and rushed towards the approaching car.

"Brother..." Deng Tingge looked at the umbrella, then at Luo Hengqiu, "I took the bus stop, but I didn't have any change to go back. I want... I want to gamble and win the bus fare."

Luo Hengqiu: "..."

He decided not to expose the fact that he had just seen those children holding far more than a dollar in their hands.

Seeing that Luo Hengqiu didn't express anything, Deng Tingge gradually became embarrassed and scratched his head.Immediately afterwards, he remembered that he had just played with stones on the ground, and his hands were dirty, and he became even more embarrassed.

The rain is getting heavier. The 24-rib black umbrella perfectly shields the rainwater, and the raindrops fall on the umbrella surface and roll down along the arc.

Luo Hengqiu seemed to sigh, and stood beside him: "Let's go, go to my house first, when the rain subsides, I'll take you back to school."