Difficult to return

Table No. [-] was in a resplendent and luxurious box, and a brass mutton pot was placed on the edge of the table for ten people.Thick white soup was rolling in the pot, plates of thinly sliced ​​mutton and some neatly stacked vegetables took up half the table.

It was not the first time for Song Shuhua to eat with Xiaofeng. From summer to winter, they were very used to eating together like this.

Eating sliced ​​meat and drinking hot soup, white mist rose in front of his eyes, Song Shuhua's nose and vest were slightly sweating, and his whole body became warm.

"Eat more." Song Shuhua scooped up a spoonful of meat for Xiaofeng with a colander and put it in his bowl.

"Yeah." Xiaofeng gave him a sideways glance, and continued to eat.

Xiaofeng looked at people from the corner of his eyes, which happened to expose his bruised eye sockets.As soon as he put on the makeup, Song Shuhua realized something was wrong. After removing the makeup, he looked even more miserable. Not only were his eyes bruised and purple, but his eyeballs were also swollen. The eyes were one big and one small, which looked funny and distressing.

Song Shuhua asked, and Xiaofeng said that he had a fight with someone on the subway in the morning and was punched in the eye.Seeing that Song Shuhua was worried, he still smiled and said that he threw the man to the ground and beat him on horseback.

Song Shuhua didn't quite believe it.He hadn't been on the subway much, but he also knew that there were policemen in the subway, and they beat him so hard, so he wouldn't just let him go.Seeing that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more.

Xiaofeng hiccupped: "I've eaten so many boiled mutton, it's not authentic, but the most expensive one is the best. Thank you for inviting me. After eating delicious food, I feel much better."

"You're welcome. I didn't invite you to eat." After speaking the second half of the sentence, Song Shuhua thought of that person again, wondering if the heating in the room was too hot, he always felt his cheeks were hot.

"Then who invites?" Xiaofeng looked around, but there was no one else here.Seeing TT's embarrassed and shy face, he suddenly realized, "Brother Cake?"

Seeing TT acquiesce, Xiaofeng's appetite suddenly improved, and he poured two plates of meat into the copper pot again.There were no more people in the room, so he still lowered his voice, with a gossip on his face: "Hey, you guys are so good? What about others? What is this game?"

Song Shuhua's face became even hotter: "That's not the case. He said that I would be hungry when I stepped off the stage, so I set a table here and asked me to eat by myself." He glanced at Xiaofeng, his red face was embedded with a pair of water Bright eyes, "I'll call you."

"Set a table for you and ask you to eat by yourself?" Xiaofeng scratched his head, "It's the first time I've seen someone chasing someone like this. Is it because he is too young and doesn't understand anything, please give me some hints."

"Really not, just friends." Song Shuhua thought for a while and said, "He didn't meet that young man delivering cakes backstage in Xia Tian. He said that person was his subordinate."

The playful expression on Xiaofeng's face suddenly disappeared, and he asked quite seriously: "So you are telling him that he is secretly, and you two have never met?"

Song Shuhua nodded.

"Then did he ask you for money? For example, if he is a big boss, his business has encountered problems, he needs investment, and he wants to make money with you?"

"This is not."

"TT, be careful, be careful this person is a liar." After speaking, he said to himself and denied, "But it has been several months, and I have given you food every time I perform, and I have made you like this, If you don’t ask for money, what do you want?”

Song Shuhua was very ashamed and annoyed: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm worried about you..." Seeing TT blushing to the base of his neck, Xiaofeng realized that what he was really ashamed of was another sentence, "Hey, it's useless if you don't admit it, it's not obvious that you like him Well, there's nothing to be shy about. If someone greets me like this every day, I'll be tempted too.

"But you still have to be reserved. You haven't met anyone yet, so how do you know what kind of monster the other party is?"

Song Shuhua lowered his head: "No, you really misunderstood, he has a lover."

A certain feeling has been held back in his heart for too long. When facing his husband, that person, including himself, he dare not let it leak in the slightest. Only those who know nothing about the besieged city dare to reveal such a tiny bit.

He then told all the things about how he and this person intersected.

Xiaofeng listened to him patiently, and finally asked: "When did you start being tempted?"

"I'm not tempted." Song Shuhua clasped his fingers in embarrassment and shyness, "I just have a little liking."

Xiaofeng covered his mouth and smiled: "Then when did you start to have a crush on him?"

When exactly?He's been thinking about it too.

From the other party's perseverance to give him food, or encourage him to find the bracelet?Is it to see the other person's deep love for his lover, or to see his efforts to overcome prejudices?Or seeing his loss and helplessness, start with sympathy and pity?

Song Shuhua sometimes doubts whether he really has a crush on this stranger, or just a projection—he hopes that he can also meet a partner who understands and respects him in this way, and it doesn't have to be this person.

But the urge to talk to the other party is getting stronger and stronger. During the performance, knowing the other party is sitting in the audience is the joy, and I am telling him that not everyone can do it. symbol.

"It probably started with the feeling that he was a good man."

"You are so simple." Seeing people frowning, Xiaofeng said quickly, "I'm not mocking you, it's true. And I think it's easier for a simple person to be happy, because it's not easy to be blinded by some things."

"How come the more you listen, the more it sounds like you're mocking me."

"Really not. Before, I was afraid that you would fall into Zhou Yao's tricks, but now I am not worried at all."

"Zhou Yao? I just treat him as the boss."

"What about when he was chasing you? You didn't care about it at all, you didn't like this one as much as you did?"

Song Shuhua shook his head, his face turned pale when he thought of Zhou Yao blocking him.Zhou Yao gave him a sense of fear, a feeling that once he fell into the opponent's hands, he would never be able to escape.Although it is not fair to sentence Zhou Yao to the "death penalty" based on intuition, perhaps this is the survival instinct of the rabbit, because it is too weak, and if it smells a little danger, it will want to avoid it instead of taking risks.

"However, I can only stop at the level of liking for this person. He has a partner. It's just that according to what he said, his lover doesn't love him." When I mentioned this, I still felt a little sour in my heart Ripple open.

When he heard that it was someone else's treat, Xiaofeng ordered another bottle of good wine.Now that the good wine is on the table, he took a sip of the hot wine, smacked his mouth, and said old-fashionedly: "I think he insisted on coming to know you at the beginning because he was frustrated in his relationship, but maybe it was because he was with you. He just came out of the last relationship after we met. Did he explicitly say that he was married?"

Song Shuhua shook his head.

"Then does he always mention his unrequited love recently?"

Song Shuhua still shook his head.

"That's the end. If you like someone, you will have a strong urge to talk about the other person. You can't help but want to talk about it with me. If you don't talk, then you don't like it."

Song Shuhua felt that Xiaofeng's analysis made sense, a little joy arose spontaneously, and his face became hot again.Before he was really shy, Xiaofeng poured cold water on him again.

"But don't be too happy too early. Don't you think there is something wrong with him always hiding in secret like this? Otherwise, he must have sent you a meeting invitation long ago."

Song Shuhua thought about his own situation: "Is he really married? He didn't say he was single either."

"It's all right. You can leave after you get married. I'm afraid that he will look old and ugly, or lack arms and legs."

"I'd rather be the latter."

Xiaofeng took a sip of his wine with a "puchi": "No way, you like old men with missing arms and legs?"

"That was not what I meant."

"Forget it, I won't tease you. In short, be careful yourself. It's nothing to be cheated on your feelings. In short, don't be cheated on other things. Remember to discuss with me. I think men have sharp eyes, so I promise not to miss them."

Song Shuhua nodded shyly.

These things have been held in my heart for a long time, and it is much more fun to spit them out.He looked at Xiaofeng who was still drinking and eating meat, his expression softened.It's nice to have a friend, especially a friend who listens to him carefully and doesn't mock him for being ridiculous and childish.

Xiaofeng analyzed such a big deal back and forth, but Song Shuhua only listened to one point, that is, that person may have walked out of that frustrated relationship, because he had indeed not mentioned his lover in their chat for a long time .As long as he thinks that he may be the reason for him to come out, Song Shuhua will find it difficult to restrain his thumping heart like a sparrow.

I ate a little longer today, and when I went out, the night was already dark, and the temperature dropped to single digits.

Song Shuhua called a car for each of them, and the two stood by the road and waited.Xiaofeng still had the remaining half bottle of wine in his arms, and he was only a little bit drunk, just when he was excited, he pulled Song Shuhua to talk ramblingly.

"TT, why don't I go home with you tonight, and we'll continue talking about that mysterious man. Give me your phone, and I'll chat with him, and I promise to dig out all his backgrounds for you."

Song Shuhua was taken aback when he heard this proposal.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Xiaofeng said he was joking.Smiling and laughing, he stopped smiling suddenly, watching Song Shuhua rubbing his hands in embarrassment: "TT..."

"Is something wrong?"

"Can you, can you..."

Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva, as if it was difficult to finish the second half of the sentence.Song Shuhua helped him say the second half of the sentence: "Can I lend you money?"

Xiaofeng stopped talking suddenly, looked at him blankly, neither said yes nor no.

At this time, a car stopped on the side of the road, and the driver stretched out his head to check the number with the two.After meeting, Song Shuhua said to Xiaofeng: "You have been drinking, you should get in the car first."

"What about you?"

Song Shuhua looked at the location of the next car: "The car has already arrived. Did you just say you want to borrow money?"

"No." Xiaofeng smiled again, got into the car, and waved to Song Shuhua, "Then I'll go first, bye."

Xiaofeng was a little abnormal, he looked like he wanted to borrow money, and he didn't know why he didn't borrow money in the end.

After seeing off Xiaofeng, Song Shuhua also got into the car.

The heater was not turned on in the car, and the heat accumulated in the mutton soup restaurant just now gradually dissipated, and the emotion that was soaring because of the momentary fever disappeared.

Whether he likes it or not, whether he is tempted or not, whether he has a good impression or not, is not only meaningless to him, but also adds trouble. After that momentary joy, there will be endless pain and torture.

He is not free, he is in chains, the more he struggles to reach the rose that is far away, the harder the chains around his neck will strangle him, and the more painful it will be.

He knew this very well, Xiaofeng's words just now made him look forward to that rose a little bit, and this road to reality and home had already tightened the chain around his neck, making him feel suffocated.

I can't continue to let myself go on like this, before I can't restrain myself.

Before he got home, he made up his mind that after leaving the mutton soup restaurant, everything he said in that private room should no longer exist, including that person, and should not continue to exist in his life.

But as soon as he stepped into the house, he received a message from that person——

[It's so late, you haven't come home yet? 】