mr rose

Lu Hongxi turned over, but because he was sleeping on the side, he rolled out of the bed with the quilt.

The hotel room was covered with thick carpets. He half-opened his eyes and looked at the dim room. He didn't realize where he was for a moment, so he stood up first by leaning on the edge of the bed, and rubbed his sore buttocks.

At this stop, he realized that he was still wearing a shirt and trousers, and the dress jacket was casually thrown on the ground a few steps away from the bed.

He turned on the lamp and saw clearly that this was the hotel room he stayed in before. After sitting on the bed and resting for a while, he remembered what happened before going to bed.

MJ introduced him to an important client last night.The other party is the chairman of the local textile industry association in Rome, who is organizing a fashion exhibition.The exhibition is divided into seven themes, one of which is oriental elements, so I have been looking for qualified models.

MJ and the other party have been friends for many years, so he recommended Lu Hongxi.They met and chatted last night, and the other party was very satisfied, and confirmed the approximate event schedule with Lu Hongxi, and when there was no problem, they built a champagne tower to celebrate.

Thinking of the champagne that he had to drink last night, Lu Hongxi covered his chest, feeling a little sick again.

However, MJ helped him block a lot of alcohol, and he doesn't know what's going on now.He took the phone to check the time, and when he unlocked it, he saw a folded WeChat notification on the screen.

There were more than 20 unread messages. He clicked on them, and at a glance, he saw the head portrait of a star that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The steady heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and his expression seemed a little at a loss under the light of the screen.

It was a message from Zheng Zhuoting.

You haven't contacted him for a week, why are you talking to him again all of a sudden?

He clicked on Moments and looked at the two photos he posted.There are several lines of likes below, and there are too many comments to count.He looked through it carefully, but he didn't see Zheng Zhuoting's name.

He clicked on the second single photo, looking at the unfocused eyes in the photo, he remembered what he was thinking when he posted on Moments.

He didn't deliberately shield Zheng Zhuoting.Because he knew that Zheng Zhuoting had no feelings for him, so no matter what kind of photos he posted, that person would only see him as a friend.

Facts proved that he was right. Zheng Zhuoting's evaluation of him was "very good-looking". Compared with those hot comments in the circle of friends, it was really just a polite compliment.

Of course he knew that he was good-looking, but in the eyes of that person, his good-looking was unattractive.

Looking at the time at the top of the screen, almost three hours have passed since that person sent the message.He clicked on the keyboard, typed a line and sent it, then got up to wash.

Huo Sen frowned, and repeated what Zheng Zhuoting said just now: "What do you mean that the 'actually' at that time was different from now?"

Staring at half of the lemonade left, Zheng Zhuoting thought about how to explain it.

In fact, he feels that he has not figured it out himself, but one thing is clear, that is, the sequelae of over-exposure are still there.In other words, it can no longer be explained by overexposure.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Huo Sen concluded for him: "You want to say that the mentality at that time is different from what it is now. You didn't like it at the time, but you like it now?"

"Maybe... I don't like it." Zheng Zhuoting's expression was more struggling than before: "Actually, I don't understand it myself."

Huo Sen has changed from heterosexuality to bisexuality. Compared with Lu Hongxi, who has no feelings for women since birth, Huo Sen can better understand Zheng Zhuoting's hesitant mood now.

Judging from the current situation, he roughly figured out the situation of these two people.

Because of a misunderstanding caused by one of his questions, Lu Hongxi kept a distance from Zheng Zhuoting to such an extent. It can be seen that Lu Hongxi has Zheng Zhuoting in his heart, but he just gave up early because he was afraid of falling in love with a straight man.

But Zheng Zhuoting's side is even simpler.It was very similar to the self who only liked women at the beginning, but suddenly met a man he liked.

Changing a relaxed posture and leaning back on the chair, Huo Sen said to Zheng Zhuoting: "I don't know if Hongxi told you that after he divorced Huang Shengye, the teacher introduced him to many partners."

Originally, Zheng Zhuoting was still immersed in chaotic thoughts and couldn't get out of it, but as soon as Huo Sen finished speaking, he froze obviously.

Seeing his lips tightly pursed into a straight line, Huo Sen continued: "You should know a little about our teacher, right?"

"He stands in this position, and the people who can appear by his side are one in a hundred. Now that he is so active in pulling the red line for Hongxi, no one can predict what will happen in the future."

After Huo Sen finished speaking, Zheng Zhuoting waited for a while before meeting his eyes.

The emotion in those eyes is no longer as dazed as it was when they first came here, but there is still some uncertainty.

Huo Sen didn't take the initiative to speak this time, but just looked at Zheng Zhuoting with a smile, until Zheng Zhuoting said: "You didn't tell me this to persuade me to dismiss me."

Huo Sen's smile became more obvious: "Yes."

"Are you so sure that my feeling for him is not an illusion?"

When Zheng Zhuoting finished asking this sentence, the waiter brought coffee for the two of them.Huo Sen picked it up and took a sip, and said, "Is it an illusion that you know best."

"When I fell in love with the first man, I also experienced your struggle and bewilderment."

"I'm always convincing myself if it's an illusion. I obviously like women, so why do I suddenly have feelings for someone of the same sex?"

"At that time, I also avoided it. I felt that if I didn't think about not seeing each other, I would gradually be fine. Later I realized that doing so would only have the opposite effect."

Zheng Zhuoting listened quietly, but Huo Sen changed the topic at this moment and turned back to him: "Actually, what you really can't accept is Hongxi's gender, or is it your own choice?"

"If Hongxi were a woman, would he still be as attractive to you?"

Huo Sen smiled: "Of course. If you really think it would be better for him to be a woman, then I advise you not to waste any more time. This feeling is just your illusion."

"I've never thought about it that way." Zheng Zhuoting explained in a serious tone.

Seeing his serious look, Huo Sen nodded: "Then what else do you have to worry about? You can sit here and talk to me about the relationship with him, isn't it enough to show that you attach importance to him? "

"If you just want to be friends, is it necessary to think so much?"

This conclusion is like enlightenment, connecting all the points that Zheng Zhuoting has not been able to figure out, and turning them into a clear line.

Indeed, it was impossible for him and Lu Hongxi to go back and be good friends.And if such a relationship is placed on any friend, he will not think so much, and will only acquiesce in the alienation of the relationship.

Even when he first found out, he might have made up his mind to stay away, why would he struggle like this?

After all, he was reluctant after all.

After all, after the reunion, Lu Hongxi gradually became his focus and concern.The relationship between them can no longer be explained as a good friend, because he failed to understand it earlier.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past when we got along, many small details that I hadn't noticed became clear.For example, he has done too many things that a "boyfriend" is suitable for, but Lu Hongxi has never firmly pushed him away.

In the past, he would think that it was Lu Hongxi who needed the care and care of his friend, but now he understands, how can a person with Lu Hongxi's personality not know how to keep a safe distance from friends of the same sex?

Zheng Zhuoting pondered for a long time, until Huo Sen who was on the opposite side finished his coffee before he heard him speak.

"I understand what you just said."

As soon as the words were finished, Zheng Zhuoting's mobile phone on the table rang, and it was a reminder from WeChat.

He glanced at the screen and immediately picked it up to unlock it.

Lu Hongxi replied: [He didn't go back, I came to Rome. 】

It's a sentence that can't read any emotion, answer his question, and that's it.

Zheng Zhuoting's expression became depressed again.

Seeing him staring at the phone without moving, Huo Sen got up and said, "Then I'll go first, and I have to meet the client later."

He came back to his senses, thanked Huo Sen, watched the people leave, and looked down at his phone again.

Now that he has figured out what he is thinking, he needs to talk to Lu Hongxi as soon as possible, and then...

Before he could figure out what to do next, the phone rang again to disturb him.

He picked it up absent-mindedly, and An Jin's gentle voice came over: "President Zheng, are you out yet?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"It's like this, my car broke down, and it's not easy to call a car at this time." An Jin paused, as if she finished speaking in embarrassment: "I want to ask if you can pick me up if you drop by one time?"

An Jin lived not far from Lu Hongxi's house, and it was also within the range of Zheng Zhuoting Shun Road.He looked at his watch and said, "Yes, yes, but I have to go back and change my clothes now, and I won't go out so soon."

"It's okay." An Jin smiled and said, "I'm still at home, just give me a call when you come out, and I'll go downstairs."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Zhuoting switched back to Lu Hongxi's WeChat window, and thought for a while before he thought of what to reply.

[I have something to tell you, when will you come back? 】

The author says:

Zhuo Ting finally got the hang of it, don't you want some starfish to continue fanning the flames?