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When Sheng Zhixin returned to Wen Gu's house, he was still dizzy, and great joy fell from the sky on his head, making him a little at a loss for a while.

It turned out that Wen Gu abducted him out because he wanted to celebrate his birthday alone, or it was a rather ceremonial celebration that happened to happen at 12 o'clock.

"Go back first, I'll park the car."

Wen Gu glanced at him, then suddenly reached out and wiped his lips: "The chocolate is on my mouth."

Sheng Zhixin was caught off guard by his sneak attack, and hurriedly got out of the car in embarrassment, so as not to let others see his burning cheeks.

He had never felt that he was such a thin-skinned person before, but after meeting Wen Gu, he blushed frequently, which made him extremely embarrassed.

Sheng Zhixin took the key given to him by Wen Gu and entered the door, and darkness came over his face.He closed the door carefully, and was about to change his shoes and go upstairs when he heard a tired voice: "Where have you been?"

The voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed to be filled with anger and other emotions that he couldn't understand, which made Sheng Zhixin feel a little uncomfortable.

The night light on the coffee table in the living room was turned on, revealing Ai Xin's "haggard" face.

Sheng Zhixin was stunned at the entrance, and after a while he whispered, "Why are you here?"

"I couldn't find you, so I came to the living room and waited for you," Ai Xin said, "Where did you go with whom?"

His tone was not polite, and Sheng Zhixin felt uncomfortable when he heard it, so his tone became aggressive: "Who are you? Does it matter to you where I go with?"

Ai Xin's face turned pale again.

Sheng Zhixin didn't bother to pay attention to him, hung his clothes on the coat rack next to the entrance, and heard him say again: "You and Wen Gu went out, didn't you?"

Sheng Zhi novice paused: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Didn't I tell you? Why don't you listen to me?" Ai Xin's breathing became heavy, as if he was suppressing the emotions that were about to lose control, "He has someone who never forgets, even after so many years I want to find him. And your family is different, his father is a government official, his mother is the head of the art troupe above... And you? You are not from the same world at all, can you not go to him Is it by your side?"

"Sheng Zhixin, don't fall in love with him, you're useless."

Although Ai Xin is very annoying, Sheng Zhixin has to admit that what he said makes sense.

He is very aware of how much he is, and has no intention of being with Wen Gu at all. Now that he has settled his mind, it is good to be a friend by Wen Gu's side, and there is no need to fight for the position of the person next to him.

If you can't ask for it, don't force it.

"You think too much, I just want to be friends with him, nothing else," Sheng Zhixin said in a low voice, "And why do you ask me about my affairs? Are you qualified?"

Ai Xin pursed his lips and took two steps forward, trying to hold him firmly: "Xiao Sheng...I have been thinking about you for so long, we have come over the past five years, why... ..Why can't I survive this moment? I just made a mistake that everyone will make, can I correct it? If you mind, I'll break up with Wen Can now, let's have a good time, okay?"

Sheng Zhixin got a headache from his talking, and was about to push him away when he heard a faint voice behind him: "What are you doing?"

The two looked up quickly, and saw Wen Gu leaning against the gate, looking at them indifferently.

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night, cuddling in my living room?" Wen Gu's voice was more mocking, "It's ok, did I disturb you?"

Sheng Zhixin was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and gently pushed Ai Xin away who was about to hug him: "We are just..."

Ai Xin suddenly said in a voice that could be heard by all three of them: "Xiao Sheng, don't make trouble, let's live a good life from now on, is that okay?"

Sheng Zhixin was about to hit him in the face with a punch: "Who the hell wants to be with you—"

Ai Xin clasped his wrist: "Stop making trouble, you're going to go home and make trouble, it's not good to be here."

Sheng Zhixin wanted to cry but was afraid of making too much noise and waking up the whole room, so Ai Xin clasped his hands like this, wishing he could hit him head-on to death.

"It's been a long time since we've been at odds, and we're finally reconciling? Congratulations," Wen Gu was still fanning the flames slowly, "Just reconcile, and don't quarrel all the time in the future. I'm sorry, if I knew you weren't breaking up, you just made up You don't mind taking Xiao Sheng out for birthday, right? Ai Xin?"

"How could...I..."

Wen Gu didn't bother to listen anymore, and regardless of how the two of them reacted, Shi Shiran went upstairs and returned to his room.

Sheng Zhixin broke Ai Xin away: "Are you fucking crazy?"

Ai Xin stared at him, and suddenly a pale smile appeared on his lips: "Sheng Zhixin, you don't really like him, do you?"

Sheng Zhixin didn't speak, and punched Ai Xin again, right on the cheekbone.

He let out a low cry of pain, and without being polite, he bumped his head into Sheng Zhixin's abdomen.The two wrestled into a ball silently, and then separated, staring at each other panting like a trapped beast in the dark.

"You care so much about Mr. Wen, don't you like him too?"

Sheng Zhixin originally wanted to retort, but saw Ai Xin's previous decent expression suddenly distorted.But when he took a closer look, he couldn't see anything.

"Sheng Zhixin, it's hard to go one-way, don't blame brother for not warning you, I..."

Halfway through his speech, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

Ai Xin immediately shut up and reached out to touch the phone.

Sheng Zhixin wiped the corner of his mouth that was hit just now, touched the blood with his hand, and frowned in pain.

The phone rang again.

This ringtone is very special, it is not used by Ai Xin all the time, but it is very familiar to him, just like...

Super star rice balls?

Sheng Zhixin's eyes fell on Ai Xin hesitantly, and subconsciously went to his pocket to touch his mobile phone, and after clicking on Weibo, he was startled by the pile of red "@".

Before tonight, all "@" and comments and likes have been cleared by myself. Even if there are still discussions about variety shows, it shouldn't cause such an uproar.

what is that?

He subconsciously clicked in, curious but didn't dare to look, and quickly swiped down, only to find that they were all reposts wishing him a happy birthday.

Wind_Wen: Happy birthday. @盛知新Jonhy [picture]

In the picture is a picture of himself blowing out candles, with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, with a pious expression. The candlelight casts a small shadow on his eyelashes on his skin, like a small fan.

The photo was taken from a bird's-eye view, so when he made a wish, how could Wen Gu look at himself intently and then take a photo like this?

Sheng Zhixin's emotions were very complicated, with sourness and happiness intertwined in a ignorant way, which made him not know what to do.

"Xiao Sheng..."

Ai Xin looked up, with a complicated expression on his face: "I..."

Sheng Zhixin's voice was a little more mocking: "Last time someone said they were going to celebrate my birthday, and they said they wouldn't forget it this time, right?"

"Xiao Sheng, I actually think about tomorrow, I..."

"You're a fucking scum, Ai Xin. Dogs can't spit out ivory. How many of these words are true?"

After saying this, Sheng Zhixin unexpectedly punched him in the stomach. After avenging the wound on his lips, he went upstairs without looking back.

When Wen Gu showed him around before, he mentioned that he lived in the guest room opposite him, so it was very convenient to find someone.

Sheng Zhixin went upstairs with bated breath, stood outside Wen Gu's room for a while, and said softly, "Teacher Wen."

His voice was too low, so naturally no one replied.

It was quiet downstairs, I don't know if Ai Xin has returned to the bedroom.Sheng Zhixin plucked up his courage and called him a little louder: "Teacher Wen."

Still no response.

He leaned his head against the door panel for a while, and his head, which was hot from anger just now, became clearer.

Even if he called Wen Gu out, what would he explain to Wen Gu?

He explained that he and Ai Xin had nothing at all, whether it was a hug or anything just now was the product of Ai Xin's wishful thinking, and he absolutely did not want to get back together with him?

But don't talk about it, it would be too embarrassing if Wen Gu said "what does it have to do with me".

But Sheng Zhixin was inexplicably guilty, so guilty that he tossed and turned for a long time after returning to the room before realizing that he was lying in the room Wen Gu lived in when he was young.

He buried his head in the bedding and took a deep breath.

Although Sheng Zhixin knew that these quilts must be new, he subconsciously wanted to find the smell he was most familiar with and liked, just like the feeling of being wrapped in woody fragrance when he woke up at Wengu's Beijing home that morning.

It was like being held in that person's arms all night.

Sheng Zhixin thought along the memory, and couldn't help but return to that chaotic night.

In fact, he was not completely unconscious that time, his head suddenly cleared up a little during the final ecstasy of joy, and then followed the person's movements to climb to the peak of pleasure.

Sheng Zhixin turned over and sighed in shame.

He really couldn't bear this kind of endless speculation and anxiety, and wished he could go to the next door to ask for clarification.

What on earth are you thinking?Do you like me or are you simply taking care of the younger generation?

What's going on with you and Ai Xin.......

But he didn't dare to ask, for fear of losing this hard-won tenderness.

But what was even more embarrassing was that he only recalled the scene of that night a little bit, but he could not help but notice something strange.It's like being soaked in warm water, floating up and down, reaching out to grab something, but clenched fists, leaving nothing but emptiness.

He unconsciously moved his body close to the wall beside the bed, thinking that there was only one wall between Wen Gu and himself, the joy and shame in his heart increased exponentially together, burning his head dizzily, and his whole body was astonishingly hot.

Sheng Zhixin didn't know how sound-proof the wall was, so he could only bite his lip, desperately suppressing the sigh that escaped from his lips and teeth, leaving only the inaudible rapid breathing that filled the whole room.

"Teacher Wen...I..."

I like you, like you very much.

He thought of Wen Gu's beautiful eyes that were also reddened by love that night, and his heart skipped a beat, followed by an uncontrollable sobbing sound that finally ended the hasty appeasement.

Sheng Zhixin calmed down his breathing and trembling feeling for more than ten minutes, and then he dared to tiptoe up to clean up the crime scene, and then lay back guiltily, pulling the quilt under his nose to cover up.

If Wen Gu knew what he was doing just now, he would be very angry.

All he can do is quietly imagine the person hidden in his heart, and then bury this love deeply in his heart.

Ai Xin is right, it is not easy to travel in one direction.

But if it is to warm up, then he will be happy.