Dangerous game

The meeting place is Xiangjiang Hotel.

Jiang Bei tried his best to recall the past university fragments in his mind, which were sporadic and incomplete at all. Facing the reunion 15 years later, he even thought about a lot of bragging and fake nonsense.

A radiant life is always to be shown to others, but he himself has no glorious deeds to praise, so he should go to make fun of it.

"Jiangbei!"

As soon as the door of the box was pushed open, the buddy who was struggling to promote his real estate in the group a few days ago went up and gave him a bear hug, making him extremely affectionate.His name is Xu Huang, which is the same name as a military general in the Three Kingdoms period. This guy is heavy and has a stable chassis. He sits down like an unmoving mountain.

"It's been waiting for you for a long time." Xu Huang waved his hand, "Wu Mingliang, come here quickly, your roommate!"

As he said that, a man wearing glasses came over, stood still, and looked Jiang Bei up and down: "My God, you haven't changed at all in more than ten years."

Jiang Bei smiled: "You haven't changed much."

"No, look at the folds on my face." Wu Mingliang pointed to his forehead to show him that there were indeed several folds on his forehead.

"Last time I heard you said that you were working under someone else's hands. Hey, I remember when you graduated, didn't your mother set up a studio for you?"

Jiang Bei explained casually: "I ran into a financial crisis and then collapsed."

Xu Huang interjected: "Then you are doing well now, how many houses did you talk about in the group last time?"

"A dozen sets." Jiang Bei straightened his back and boasted, "I live in two sets, and rent out the rest."

Xu Huang didn't believe it at all. This buddy started from scratch step by step. He is really awesome. He is easy to drift when he gets rich. Grumble, "The house my mother bought me is too small, less than [-] square meters."

You said that you are not annoying!The man Xu Huang is almost annoying him to death!Can you not hold grudges?

"You're exaggerating too much." Xu Huang raised his wrist, revealing his half a million wristwatch, "Why, your house is a demolition household?"

Not to be outdone, Jiang Bei said, "It's all made by speculating in stocks. It wasn't a bull market seven or eight years ago, but any money invested in it can be multiplied several times with interest. I just got lucky and just caught up."

Xu Huang raised his wrist, pretending to be tickling, the dial shone with a metallic luster, "It's better for you to play well, and you have to take care of us old classmates in the future."

"No, it's just a little luckier than you."

"Okay, your eloquence is really good now." Xu Huang maintained a smile, and walked away gracefully and calmly.

Wu Mingliang stood beside him for a long time, and only when he left did he have a chance to talk to him, "Don't talk to him, I just left it here for a long time to show off."

Jiang Bei said indifferently: "It's okay, I used to always like to brag."

"Yes, I like to show off."

Jiang Bei laughed from the bottom of his heart, reuniting with his old classmates was the happiest and most relaxing event in recent times.

"Hey, why didn't Zhou Ming come?"

Jiang Bei's smile froze for a moment, and his voice was half hoarse: "I don't know, I haven't contacted him..."

"Don't hide it, I know you two are married." Wu Mingliang smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the photo album and searched for more than ten pages one by one, "It's strange, I saved a photo of your wedding treat before, or Zhou Ming sent it to me, I'll look for it."

Jiang Bei was also staring at Wu Mingliang's cell phone, trying to see traces of the stupid man's past in other people's cell phones, his eyes were pious, but a little impatient.

"Cough, I can't find it. I don't know where it is stored." Wu Mingliang put away the phone.

The light in Jiang Bei's eyes flickered out with a click.

"Originally, I was going to have your wedding reception that time. Zhou Ming had already agreed with me, but the company temporarily sent me on a business trip, but it didn't work out." Wu Mingliang said it casually, and even joked about Jiang Bei: "Why, Are you two avoiding suspicion now, or are you two in conflict?"

Jiang Bei's eyes looked a bit empty: "Have you heard about Zhongnan Mountain? I'm going to move there with Zhou Ming in the future. He went to survey the terrain first."

"I co-authored Xunxian and visited Taoism. I said why I couldn't contact anyone."

Jiang Bei just smiled and didn't answer his faults. After a while, the female squad leader came over and counted the number of people present. Almost half of the 30-person box was filled.

The waiter served the food, everyone served the wine, and chatted hard in twos and threes. The sentimental atmosphere was created very well. At first glance, I thought it was a memorial meeting, and there were precious tears in the eyes of a certain man.

Jiangbei was fed half a bottle of white wine, and he was stunned and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north. All the male students present were drunk, only a few female students were still sober, picking up vegetables with chopsticks, hanging on their lips Just one sentence, "If you don't eat or eat, you can lose weight."

Drinking, bragging, talking loudly with a red face, Jiang Bei looked very young among this group of rough men, not like people of their age group, in fact, if you look closely, small wrinkles have already crawled to the end of his eyes.

Time is not forgiving, and this statement is true.

"Jiangbei, why can't Zhou Ming's phone get through?" asked the female squad leader sitting next to him.

Jiang Bei didn't hear clearly, and leaned over with drunken eyes and scarlet eyes and asked, "What?"

The female squad leader raised the volume: "I said, Zhou Ming's phone is always disconnected, he is the only one left in our class, and he has been unable to contact anyone."

Jiang Bei blew directly into the bottle, his throat was hot with strong wine, and he frowned instinctively: "Dead, he was hit by a car a few years ago."

The people around were still drinking and chatting, the female squad leader was quiet, she lowered her eyes slightly, and it took a while to realize that she suddenly looked back at Jiang Bei's face, a man's face intertwined with sweetness and bitterness.

Delicate, fair, eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog.

I heard that Zhou Ming chased him, I heard that Zhou Ming chased him for many years.

I also heard that love is sad nine times out of ten.

After drinking for three rounds, I ran to the bathroom a few times on the way, lying on the toilet and throwing up in the dark, still remembering to call Chen Xinyu.

There was no answer there, so he raised his mobile phone and dialed over and over again. He was really drunk, but he didn't know what he was doing at all.

"What are you doing at night!" Chen Xinyu asked sternly, he felt that he had already acted clearly enough, but this person kept posting to his side, making harassing calls every three days!Looking for witnesses, to put it lightly, why should an innocent person testify for you?Shen Munan is not willing to help, what can he do?

"I'm drinking..."

"Fuck! You're fucking stupid!"

Chen Xinyu was furious and hung up the phone.

After the party was over, a group of people staggered out of the hotel. Ah Ping had been waiting at the door of the hotel. When he saw Jiang Bei coming out, he hurried up to support him.

"This, this is your car." Wu Mingliang stammered.

Ah Ping couldn't figure out why there was any need to meet this kind of classmate who hadn't been in touch for 800 years, so he urged Jiangbei: "Mr. Jiang, let's go back."

"Where are you going?"

A Ping knew that Jiang Bei had drunk too much, so he said patiently: "Let's go, Mr. Shen is still waiting for you at home, and he hasn't answered your calls."

"Don't go." Jiang Bei shook off A Ping's hand and pulled Wu Mingliang, "I haven't finished talking to my classmate yet."

Wu Mingliang was also unconscious, and fell on Jiang Bei's shoulder, muttering indistinctly: "Next time, when we meet, we have to..."

Ah Ping really had no other choice, so he called Shen Munan, and the connection was quick, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Jiang drank too much, and he refuses to leave right now."

"I'll be right there." The man's voice was low and cold, without any emotion.

As early as when he called Aping for the first time, he took the car keys and went out. The sudden arrival of the classmate meeting was like a dangerous timed bomb. Maybe there would be a blast in the next second, completely destroying the current situation. comfortable life.

Shen Munan was dressed in casual clothes, and his tall and straight figure was winding and clear in the shadow of the light. He hugged Jiang Bei from A Ping's hand, and the man leaned into his arms in a daze, shouting: "Who are you? Where is Wu Mingliang... ..."

Wu Mingliang was half awake and half dizzy: "Jiangbei, call, let's leave a call."

"Mine." Jiang Bei pushed Shen Munan away, and went up to grab Wu Mingliang's hand, "189XXXXXXXX."

A Ping looked at them, Mr. Shen's expression became more and more gloomy.

The two of them held each other's hands, and they were very close. The friendship between classmates for more than ten years was now glued to each other's hands. Finally, the man couldn't see it. He grabbed Jiang Bei's hand and said in a deep voice: " Come back with me."

The lights were shining brightly, and the street opposite the hotel was full of traffic.

Wu Mingliang pointed and said, "Come on, call Zhou Ming up next time, let's get together."

Jiang Bei said cheerfully, "I'm here to treat you."

"No, no, I'll ask, please."

"No, please."

……

Shen Munan looked at him coldly, he heard the word "Zhou Ming" clearly just now.

When it was enough to say goodbye, Jiang Bei remembered to go back, and walked forward staggeringly. Shen Munan stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

"President Shen." Ah Ping called out.

Shen Munan stared at the stubborn figure in front of him, his voice was dry: "Huh?"

"Mr. Jiang, he, he drank too much today." It means that you must not take what he said.

Wu Mingliang was still standing at the door of the hotel. Seeing that Jiang Bei was about to cross the road, he stared in confusion and anxiously, when suddenly the man next to him rushed over.Others, he couldn't see clearly.

The students basically all went home, and there were only a few people in front of the empty hotel.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Bei was pulled into a familiar embrace head-on, with a faint smell of cologne in his breath. He looked up to see that the man's handsome features were gradually forming on his retina.

"Munan, I drank too much."

Shen Munan stood still, with an unpredictable expression, as the car passed by a few meters away from them.

After a long time, the man had no choice but to compromise: "Let's go, let's go back."

The car was moving forward steadily, Jiang Bei was lying on the window doing nothing, the evening wind was sultry, he was sober, looking from Shen Munan's direction, he could only see half of the back of his little lover's head.

"Aren't you cold?" Shen Munan asked.

Jiang Bei didn't speak, and seemed to be asleep in a daze, but occasionally the back of his head would move a few times.

The man stopped making fun of himself, smoked a cigarette and held it in his mouth. By the way, he used his right hand to explore the cold and heat of Jiangbei. Fortunately, his palm was not cold.

Back at the villa, the indoor temperature was high, and the smell of alcohol could not stop coming out of his stomach, tossing and turning, Jiang Bei lay on the toilet and retched, his entire stomach was about to vomit.

"I asked them to make some hangover soup."

With his back turned to the man, Jiang Bei waved his hands again and again: "Just spit it out. You don't need to drink any soup. Ben, there is a lot of water in my stomach."

"Don't drink like that next time." The man said in a deep voice.

"Entertainment," Jiang Bei turned his head, dizzy still: "Do you know what entertainment is?"

"Your salary, which is only enough to squeeze your teeth, can still be called entertainment?"

Jiang Bei smiled and stared at him.

After putting his little lover to bed, it was almost midnight, Shen Munan went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, he saw Jiang Bei taking a selfie with his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" He covered Jiang Bei's head with a semi-dry towel he used to wipe his hair, and leaned over to hug his little lover, "You are so narcissistic, huh?"

There was a faint smile in his voice.

"Don't bother me." With a white towel on his head, Jiang Bei looked left and right at the front-facing camera, with the enthusiasm of Columbus exploring the American continent. After a while, he pointed to the lines at the end of his eyes and showed Shen Munan: "You Look at me, do I have creases?"

Shen Munan laughed, and stroked his little lover's face: "I don't dislike it."

Jiang Bei put down his phone, and suddenly grabbed the right half of Shen Munan's face.

With four eyes facing each other, Shen Munan licked his lips, "What are you doing?"

"I'll find some big creases for you."

The man is emotional and bullies him.

Under the antique warm yellow wall lamp, lips and teeth touch...

"Xiaobei." Shen Munan buried his little lover's neck, and tucked his hands into the quilt, "Our daughter has teeth."

The scorching breath sprayed lightly and heavily on the neck, a little itchy, and Jiang Bei asked absently, "How many?"

"Two small front teeth."

"Time is so fast..."

The author has something to say: Regarding this rhythm issue, Jiang Bei will soon know about Shen Munan and Chen Xinyu's affairs, there are probably three or four chapters left, and it may not be there, so don't rush! (Hey, what a bloody plot!)