1999

When Hu Da led Wu Jiusheng to knock on the door of the small apartment on the 17th floor, Zang Wenqing was dumbfounded.

"Fuck, you two are really going back..."

Wu Jiusheng glared at him.

What do you mean, what do you mean, it’s really easy to go back, it’s like when they broke up, whether they can talk or not.

Receiving that meaning, Zang Wenqing stuck out his tongue at this roommate who had just experienced more than 60 days of suffering.

It’s really not because he is mean, but like Wu Jiusheng and Hu Da who haven’t seen each other for two months and engage in “long-distance relationships”. Many couples’ relationships will inevitably have problems, and in the end, they may end up with nothing. end.

Anyone with a discerning eye is watching, one is still studying, the other is so busy, and there is still such a big difference in age, it is obvious that it is difficult for heterosexuality to develop, let alone two big men who can't see the light.But who would have thought that they were really so tough.After experiencing the torment of wind and rain, he can still act like a normal person, and give him a "husband and wife return home", isn't it refreshing the world view.

Zang Wenqing is a very down-to-earth person who says what he wants.He just took a step back from the door to make room for Hu Da, who was in charge of carrying luggage into the house, and turned around and winked at Wu Jiusheng.

He knew that with the current social environment and legal policies, Hu Da and Wu Jiusheng could not get married, and there was no guarantee for their relationship other than pure love.Zang Wenqing used to be quite pessimistic about the relationship between the sexes. He felt that if two people were not guaranteed to be together, once the passion was exhausted, the appointment would only be a tragedy.He wanted to learn how to fall in love with others, but he still didn't dare to think about marrying a wife for the rest of his life, because he was afraid of the seven-year itch and the disgusting relationship after those years passed.But since his bad luck accidentally broke the relationship between Hu Da and Wu Jiusheng, gradually, his thoughts are not all like that.

Perhaps in this world, there are still people who truly love each other.

"Many things that heterosexuals can't do, you can do, brother, I admire you." He gave Wu Jiusheng a thumbs up,

"Really, you are this."

Wu Jiusheng helplessly faced the thumb that was about to poke into his eyes, sighed habitually, and pressed Zang Wenqing's hand down.

He turned back to look for Hu Da, and found that Hu Da was also looking at him, staring at his hand that was pressing on Zang Wenqing's thumb.

Wu Jiusheng thought he was concerned about the fuss that Zang Wenqing said just now, so he smiled at Hu Da and waved his hand.

"Don't worry about him, he's just like this."

Zang Wenqing was a little more sensitive than him, just a little.

He thought that Hu Da was embarrassed to ask him about Wu Jiusheng, worried that he hadn't taken good care of him, so he quickly shook off Wu Jiusheng's hand, hurriedly pushed Hu Da into the kitchen as if asking for credit for clearing himself of suspicion.

"Uncle, really, brother made me like this, try my best."

In the small kitchen of the single apartment, there was still a cold pot that was used in the morning on the stove.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Zang Wenqing used to eat takeaway whenever he could, and he was the kind of person who honed his cooking skills by relying on instant noodles for a rare and diligent time.But since he took over the task of taking care of Wu Jiusheng for two months from Hu Da, and found out that Wu Jiusheng had ruined his stomach, he lived in fear every day.He not only took the initiative to take on the task of helping to get food back from the school cafeteria, but also learned to cook porridge by himself.

Among other things, at least a bowl of porridge with meat floss in the morning, and a glass of milk for breakfast. He insisted on sitting down.People say that porridge and milk nourish the stomach, and he wouldn't cook any more.

This requires a lot of perseverance and meticulous work. He didn't even do it when the girl he met from playing games came to Shenzhen to find him when she graduated from the trip.

"Three meals a day, one meal is not hungry, really, uncle, you believe me." He said to Hu Da, and he did not forget to dig Wu Jiusheng who was standing by the door, and pushed him straight to Hu Da "If you don't believe me, ask your sister-in-law."

The last two fatal words of that sentence suddenly entered Wu Jiusheng's ears, making him suddenly turn around as if he was stung by a bee, as if he was going to beat Zang Wenqing violently, and the young man who accidentally said the wrong thing The man shrunk his neck and escaped from the kitchen, scrambling around the only large wardrobe in the middle of the room, yelling: "Oh, I was wrong, my seniority is messed up!".

Wu Jiusheng casually grabbed a pillow from the bed, and without any explanation, he slammed it on the other's mouth that couldn't spit out ivory.

Hu Da stood at the door of the kitchen, staring blankly at the two young people who were fighting in front of him, filled with emotion for a moment.

He almost forgot that Wu Jiusheng was just a young man who had just turned 20 years old. 20-year-olds, they all need friends of their peers, they need their own social circle, and they need to live the way they should live at their age.

When he was with him, the young man was sensible, firm, and loved him unreservedly, but when he was with Zang Wenqing, Wu Jiusheng was more like an ordinary boy, impulsive, straightforward and straightforward.

Just a few minutes ago, he was still a bit apprehensive. He cared about the hand that the young man and his friend held together naturally, and the man in front of him, who lived with his loved one for so long. They slept in the same room and used a They have to meet each other countless times every day...but now, Huda feels a little embarrassed.

He shouldn't be so narrow, he said to himself, and any relationship should not be absent in a person's life.

Wu Jiusheng didn't have one before, but now he found a real good friend in this city, that's really great.

That day, Huda packed all his things for the young man, just like when he first moved here, everything was neat and clean.Before saying goodbye, Hu Da went downstairs to the market to buy vegetables in person as a thank you, and cooked a table full of vegetables for Zang Wenqing.Zang Wenqing's small kitchen has limited props, including pots, pans and pans, which limits Huda's ability to play, but he managed to make Zang Wenqing dumbfounded by his thunderous chef's posture that day when he started frying rice.

He opened two bottles of beer, filled a glass for Zang Wenqing, and offered another glass to himself, thanking him for his care for Wu Jiusheng during these days.

Zang Wenqing was overwhelmed by flattery, and was so frightened that he wanted to say a polite word of sincerity, but he couldn't say it.

Wu Jiusheng was sitting next to Huda, using chopsticks to pull the thorns on the back of a fish. The paper cup that Huda drank was left in his hand, and there was still a bottom in the cup. Wu Jiusheng approached and stretched out Tongue licked the rim of the cup.

The smell of hops and malt is a bit fragrant and a bit bitter, which seems to be different from the smoky whiskey I drank before.

But forget it, he took a sip, raised his head and stuck out his tongue at Huda who was staring at him, stopped drinking, and he would never drink again.

After the meal, Hu Da took Wu Jiusheng and those big and small bags into the taxi.He gave an address, and the journey went smoothly. The driver finally parked the car directly beside a farmer's house near Baishizhou where they used to live.

During the two months of being separated from the young man, Huda settled the lease of the original house and moved his family to a new place.

Speaking of which, he was still a little ashamed. When he first rented a house, he and Wu Jiusheng had just arrived in Guannei. In the village, Wu Jiusheng could only follow him in a public rental house where many people lived together.

It's different now.The farmer’s house that Hu Da newly rented, although it’s not as high-rise single apartment as Zang Wenqing’s, is a one-bedroom, one-living single family, with a separate bathroom. Cozy, but when you open the curtains, you can see a bright sky in the corner, and the lighting is very good.

He knew that Wu Jiusheng liked such a window. When he was in Pingxiang, Wu Jiusheng liked to tend to the window sill on the second floor of Jiujiu BBQ, put some small succulents on it, hang plain linen curtains, and lie on the On the bed, I stared at the shadow of the wind blowing the curtains and fell on the plaster wall, listening to the tinkling of wind chimes.

The curtain that is hanging now was also chosen by Huda himself. He was not sure what the young man was thinking, and he was a little nervous when he asked.

"The time was too short, and I didn't have time to tidy it up, so I just tidied up these places casually, you...do you like it?"

Wu Jiusheng looked at the room in front of him, and didn't give him an answer right away.

He paced around the room along the four corners of the wall, opened the window to look at the window sill and the scenery outside, closed his eyes and let out a gust of wind, and studied for a while the Huda, who didn't know where to buy it. Wind chime, turned around with a smile, and said mischievously and deliberately: "I don't like it."

Hu Da's heart skipped a beat, and he stood there in shock and bewilderment, not daring to move.

After the young man finished speaking, he paused for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing. He raised half of his cheeks at Huda, and answered the remaining half of the sentence:

"Unless you kiss me."

Huda's last breath would make him hold back.A heart goes up and down like a roller coaster, and then it comes down again.

How come the more you learn, the worse it gets.

He pretended to wait angrily for a glance at the young man, but he was not awkward, he stepped over in a few strides, pressed Wu Jiusheng's shoulders, bowed his head and kissed them.

The kiss was tender, doting, sweet as a candy bar, like the best a child could hope for as a child.

Wu Jiusheng leaned against Hu Da, squinting his eyes in the warm sunlight, and the corners of his mouth also curled up.

"I like it now." He chuckled.