Maybe He Jinshu has always been driving steadily, or maybe Han Zhun who hasn't slept well for many days is too sleepy, in the bumpy swaying of the car, he closed his eyes and couldn't help but fall asleep gradually. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky was sinking little by little, and by the time Han Zhun opened his eyes again, it was already dark outside the window. He subconsciously looked at the time on his phone, sat up straight, and exclaimed, "Why is it so late!" Haven't arrived yet? He then looked around, only to find that the familiar neighborhood in front of him was clearly the location of Li Zhijun's house. Arrive...... Arrived? Han Zhun looked at He Jinshu, and his tone calmed down a lot.

He Jinshu smiled slightly: "It's here." Seeing that you slept soundly, I didn't call you, I'm tired these days. ”

"How long did I sleep?" Han Zhun breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, there was no arrangement for tonight, and taking a nap would not make much of a difference.

"About two hours."

"How long has it been?" Han Zhun was taken aback, he looked at He Jinshu and couldn't help but ask, "Then you...... Just waiting? You can wake me up, and I don't have to interfere with your arrangements. ”

"I'm fine." He Jinshu said with a faint expression: "I'm by your side, and I'm a little relieved." Do you want to visit his house? Let's go up, don't you have to go back to the company tomorrow for a meeting? ”

Han Zhun said "yes", opened the car door, and when he got out of the car, he realized that the two bowls of small wontons that he had packed on the road were still in the bag. He looked at He Jinshu's back, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and all the words of thanks came to his lips, but he found that he still couldn't say it. Forget it, let's put all this in my heart, if I really say it, it will be a raw point.

Han Zhun carried the wontons and walked side by side with He Jinshu. The streetlights stretched the shadows of the two men thin and long, which looked quite interesting. He Jinshu smiled mischievously, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo of the figure on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Han Zhun was a little helpless, in his opinion, there was nothing to take pictures of at all.

He Jinshu smiled meaningfully: "It's a little interesting." ”

Han Zhun had no intention of thinking deeply about his pretense, the two looked at each other and smiled, and continued walking. It's just a few steps, but it's extraordinarily long tonight. After a long time, they finally walked from the gate of the community to the downstairs of Li Zhijun's house. Han Zhun entered the access code with ease, and after getting on the elevator, he typed his birthday on the password lock at the door.

His password ...... It's your birthday. The sharp-eyed He Jinshu noticed it at once.

"Do you remember?" Han Zhun didn't answer, but instead threw out a question.

He Jinshu gave a vague "um" and didn't say anything more.

Han Zhun turned on the light and looked at every corner of Li Zhijun's house. This place is exactly the same as the last time he came, and even the smell floating in the air belongs to Li Zhijun. Han Zhun took a deep breath, and a thin layer of mist covered his eyes. "It's too cold, let's turn on the heat." He whispered to He Jinshu.

"Are you sick, ...... in the summer" He Jinshu saw Han Zhun's eyes and consciously swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach. Good. He turned and closed the window and door as if he had not seen anything. Han Zhun took advantage of the moment he turned around, quickly rubbed his eyes, and then returned to his usual posture.

The two sat down in the living room, speechless for a while, and had to be silent.

After a while, Han Zhun remembered the wontons he brought up, so he proposed to He Jinshu: "I'll heat the wontons, let's make do with them?" ”

"Okay." He obediently responded.

Han Zhun opened the takeaway box and saw that it was probably because it had been left for too long, and every small wonton was swollen and densely stuck together, and the soup was almost completely dried up and became semi-viscous. "Do you still eat it?" He looked at He Jinshu in embarrassment, feeling a little embarrassed, if it weren't for the fact that he had fallen asleep, he would have finished eating a long time ago. "Otherwise, let's order takeout?" Han Zhun didn't wait for He Jinshu to answer, and proposed again.

"It's okay, just eat this, anyway, it's all the same." He Jinshu didn't do anything, he took the takeaway box to the kitchen, found two more bowls, poured the sticky wontons into it, and then put them in the microwave to heat up.

Three minutes later, although they didn't look good, the two bowls of wontons in front of them were still fragrant and very tempting. Han Zhun's taste buds were picked up at once, and he picked up a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth. The fresh aroma of the gravy has already penetrated the thin wonton skin, and when you bite into it, the soup suddenly splashes in your mouth, and the thick smell of meat spreads, making people can't help but swallow it again. After a few hot wontons, the hungry stomach was inevitably stretched a little bigger, and as a result, the sadness in Han Zhun's heart seemed to be squeezed out a little.

"Tonight, I want to stay here." Han Zhun opened his mouth softly, "You don't have to accompany me, I'm fine, really." ”

"Hey, you, why do you keep driving people away when you use me? Anyway, I'm hungry to be your driver, and I'm afraid that you will suffocate in the car and stay to take care of you, why, now that I'm full of food and drink, I'm leaving? He Jinshu turned around, lay on the sofa as a scoundrel, and said disregardlessly: "Anyway, I won't leave tonight, I want to stay here to rest." Tomorrow morning, I will send you to the company, and now that I am going to sleep, you can help me prepare the guest room. Then tonight, whether you have to clean up your old things or cry and reminisce, I don't care. ”

Han Zhun knew that He Jinshu's pretense was relaxed, just to keep himself from being burdened, so he didn't say more, got up and went to the guest room to help him change into clean new sheets. Soon, He Jinshu turned off the lights and fell asleep, leaving Han Zhun sitting alone in the living room.

He looked at the empty living room and remembered the last time he sat here, he promised Li Zhijun to wait for him to come back and go back to Xingcheng with him. I didn't expect ...... I didn't expect them to meet in Xingcheng in such a way.

Han Zhun sighed deeply, he thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Zhao Shuangwei. "Weiwei, I'm at Li Zhijun's house tonight, if you want to come and get some of his things, you can contact me at any time." Within a few seconds, Zhao Shuangwei replied: "I'll go over early tomorrow morning, is it okay?" I know his password, can I go straight up? ”

"Okay." Han Zhun only replied with one word.

Han Zhun sat slumped on the sofa, although he knew very well that he needed enough sleep to face a busy tomorrow, he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to walk to bed, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze after a while. (To be continued.) )