love like drunk

It has been more than half a year since Zheng Jun passed away.During this period of time, Du Yunyan did not write any more letters.With the ever-growing variety of communication means, few people are willing to use paper and pen as a communication tool, but Du Yunyan's love for writing has never diminished.Leaving words in a relatively traditional way is more like a way of introspection for him, so when Gu Wenxi proposed to write a letter, he himself was moved.

The fountain pen that Du Yunyan often used has been with him for many years, and there are many letter papers that he used before.He filled the pen with blue-black ink and wrote the first word on the spread paper.

Correspondence with his lover is different from writing to the teacher, and there will always be some unspeakable emotions. After writing the word "Wen Xi", he was stunned for a few minutes.The uninterrupted chirping of insects outside the window reminded him of the song Gu Wenxi sang for him on the night when he was sick. With such a mood, he wrote again.

There were also a lot of stamps left, and he carefully pasted them on the envelopes as in the past, and drove them to the mailbox at the entrance of the village.The old-fashioned postal method is slower, but "waiting" itself is also the unique fun and romance of letter communication.After the letter was sent, he even felt that the time passed faster.

After returning to S City, another week passed on Tuesday, and Gu Wenxi's socializing with others ended.After drinking a few glasses of wine, his head was a little dizzy. He sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited for the driver to drive over. His subordinates helped him get a glass of water.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Gu Wenxi had just taken a sip of water when she caught a familiar figure at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Lu Changming?The last time I heard Gu Wenheng gossip about this person, I was deeply impressed.

There were two other people beside Lu Changming, a woman of similar age, and a young man. He gently joked with them.Gu Wenxi met the young master of the Lu family and had a little memory of young people, so the woman should be Lu Changming's wife. It seems that a family of three had dinner together.

Although Gu Wenxi was too lazy to talk to this person, as Gu Yuqing's agent, he felt that he should say hello to the person in charge of the company he had a cooperative relationship with, so he stood up from the sofa.

However, he was one step too late. Lu Changming and his party didn't see him at all, and went out directly through the hotel's revolving door.

There is no need to chase after him, anyway, he is ignoring himself.Gu Wenxi sat back down again and waited for the car to come before leaving.

Gu Wenxi rested while rubbing her temples in the car, inexplicably thinking of Lu Changming passing in front of her.It's not that he cared too much about the other party's gossip, but that Lu Changming gave him a strange sense of familiarity—it didn't seem like it came from a social occasion, but he couldn't tell where they met other than business.

In the evening, there was not much traffic jam. He felt that he had just gotten into the car, and the driver had already informed him that he was here.

"Thank you, take your time on the road."

Gu Wenxi bid farewell to the driver, walked into the apartment building, and before getting into the elevator, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't checked the mailbox today.In the past few days, opening the mailbox sooner or later has become his routine homework, but the speed of the postal service is really disappointing, and he didn't expect much today.

He was still dizzy when the room card was close to the sensing area, and then there was a series of buzzing sounds, and the mailbox drawer popped out, and there was a plain white letter lying on two colorful advertisement slips.Gu Wenxi woke up suddenly, carefully took out the letter, and took it upstairs.

The letter paper was folded in three, and it was ordinary lined paper with a white background, without any fancy patterns.At that time, I was afraid that the other party was too busy, so I told him to write a few casual sentences, but Du Yunyan still wrote two big sheets.The familiar font is even clearer than the slightly connected handwriting on the note before, almost regular script.

He wrote about the work he did during the day, the guests he met at the homestay, and the harvest in the field... He was still the one who used to hide his feelings under the surface words, without any naked words, only in a few paragraphs Sentences starting with "we will be together in the future".

After reading it a few times, Gu Wenxi hummed a ditty and put the letter away. Before it was too late, she sent a voice invitation to Du Yunyan.

"Did you get my letter?"

Gu Wenxi let out a long "hmm" and hiccupped.

"Did you drink too much?"

"How do you know?" Gu Wenxi was surprised, "You can still smell alcohol along with the mobile signal?"

"What?" Du Yunyan said, "Last time you drank too much and talked in this tune."

"Who said that?" Gu Wenxi sat up a little from the bed, "I'm still awake."

"So you really drank a lot?"

"Well, I had dinner with the leader of the real estate bureau." Gu Wenxi didn't intend to hide it from him. "My family is mainly engaged in real estate and foreign trade. Have you heard of it?"

"Ah."

"It's just that I haven't taken over real estate before."

After drinking alcohol, it is inevitable that the body will feel dry, and the air-conditioning in the apartment is continuously provided. Gu Wenxi still feels like there are bugs crawling in her stomach, and her throat is also dry.He was talking on the phone while unbuttoning his shirt. He was the only one in the house, so he simply opened his clothes wide.

"Do you usually entertain a lot?" Du Yunyan asked.

"Not necessarily, afraid that I won't be able to drink?"

"It's not good to drink too much anyway."

The phone felt very quiet, except for Du Yunyan's voice, there was no noise.But outside the twelfth floor where Gu Wenxi was, there was still the noise of vehicles passing by at this time.

A few years ago, he liked to be lively, so he deliberately chose this apartment facing the street in a bustling road. It was very popular, but once the windows were not closed, all the noise would come.

He got out of bed and fastened the leaky balcony door, closed the curtains, poured another glass of water and put it on the bedside, and continued chatting with Du Yunyan.

"I won't be given alcohol, just make sense," Gu Wenxi said, "It's nothing, it's better to study the documents."

Du Yunyan didn't interrupt him. Gu Wenxi talked a lot, and couldn't help shaking with him about various things at work. While talking, he drank a glass of water, and his voice was not so dry. The topic even bored him. Ask Du Yunyan : "Are you not interested in these?"

"It's okay," Du Yunyan said indifferently, "You can say whatever you want."

Gu Wenxi returned to the bed and dimmed the desk lamp: "Are you in the room now?"

"Well, it's so late, I've already finished my work."

It was indeed late, but Gu Wenxi didn't want to go to bed yet, and didn't want Du Yunyan to go to bed too soon.

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A small piece of old place omitted