Chapter 43
Li Shuo rested at home for two days, I don't know if it was affected by the mood, the symptoms of the cold were a little recurrent, although the fever subsided, but people were still not very energetic.
Han Feiye has not contacted him, before he asked Cheng Sheng to visit, he still wondered if something had happened to Han Feiye, since he was fine, but he refused to contact him, and he didn't answer the phone, then his attitude was obvious.
Li Shuo felt very uncomfortable. After all, it was the person he used to like very much, the two reunited after a long absence, and got along well, even if they couldn't get together in the future, they were rare friends who could catch up with the old days, but because of Zhao Jinxin, Han Feiye didn't dare to contact him anymore.
This time the situation is completely different from 12 years ago, such a "test" method is too inferior, too hurtful, as long as he thinks of Han Feiye's struggle and sadness, he feels guilty, and at the same time, he is full of anger towards Zhao Jinxin.
This is the real Zhao Jinxin, he will always remember how sharp the fangs of the real Zhao Jinxin are, so as not to be confused by those cute appearances.
It's just that since Han Feiye has made a choice, he can't force it, he repeatedly deletes, deletes, changes and changes, edits a solemn apology text message, and sends it over. When he returned to the United States, he wanted to apologize in person, but he was afraid of being abrupt, and he didn't know if Han Feiye was willing to see him at that time.
After sending the text message, he was even more depressed, everything has not gone well in the past few months, since he was framed by Shao Qun, he has experienced a series of obscure things such as being fooled by his cousins, his father almost died, and transferring the firm, until now, it seems that there is nothing to be happy about.
He was still unwell and wanted to make an appointment with Wen Xiaohui another day, but he thought that maybe he would be in a better mood when he met that little goblin.
He packed himself up a little and went out, buying a belt as he passed the store on the way.
The two of them made an appointment in a Qing bar, which was a place they had been to a few times before, with few people and a good atmosphere.
He arrived a little early, and he asked for a glass of rum first, and it seemed that he shouldn't drink it when he had a cold, but his mouth was bitter, and he just wanted to taste some pungent taste.
He had just taken a sip of wine when he suddenly heard the glass next to him be knocked twice, he was startled, and when he turned his head, a smiling face appeared in his sight.
It was a very beautiful boy, with porcelain white skin, delicate facial features, a small hair tied at the back of his head, a well-groomed light makeup on his face, and a very fashionable dress, and the whole person was carefully carved from head to toe. He looks a little feminine, but there is a stubbornness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his smile is very dazzling.
He jumped up and down and gestured to the outside of the window, then turned and ran towards the door.
Li Shuo couldn't help but laugh.
This is Wen Xiaohui, a well-known stylist in China. But when the two met, he was only in his twenties, just starting a business, Wen Xiaohui was still an apprentice in the studio, the two had an ambiguous relationship, but in the end because of a madman comparable to Shao Qun and died without a problem, but for so many years, the two have been good friends.
"Brother Li!" Wen Xiaohui ran over happily.
Li Shuo stood up, stretched out his arms with a smile, Wen Xiaohui suddenly threw himself into his arms, and laughed, "I miss you so much, do you think I don't have it?" ”
Li Shuo smiled: "Of course I thought about it, why haven't you seen you for a while, you are getting younger and smaller?" ”
Wen Xiaohui sighed: "The longer and younger, what grows and gets smaller, where am I small?" ”
Li Shuo sneered: "Okay, the older you get, the younger you get." "Wen Xiaohui is a little older than Zhao Jinxin, but he looks much younger than Zhao Jinxin, like a student.
Wen Xiaohui touched his face and said proudly: "People have always been 16-year-olds. ”
Li Shuo rubbed his head: "Yes, it hasn't changed for so many years. ”
Wen Xiaohui was so praised that he raised his hand and ordered a glass of wine.
Li Shuo handed him the gift box: "I came in a bit of a hurry today, I hope you like it." ”
"Wow." Wen Xiaohui opened it and said happily, "Thank you, Brother Li, you are really the perfect boyfriend with no dead ends at 0 degrees." He flew several kisses towards Li Shuo in the air.
"Oh, yes, then why did you confiscate me then?" Li Shuo deliberately teased him.
"Hey, blame me for being blind at the beginning." Wen Xiaohui blinked, "I've brought you a gift too." ”
"What gift?"
"Ahem, who is that, Luo Yi was so ...... to you last time You're welcome, I've made amends for him, and I've taken a bunch of wine from his cellar, all in my back box, and I'll give it to you later. ”
Li Shuo laughed: "Okay, this gift is good." ”
Wen Xiaohui put away his laughter, looked at him gratefully, and said sincerely: "Brother Li, thank you, all the things over the years, all the help, really thank you." ”
Li Shuo smiled: "As long as you are good." ”
"By the way, how is Cheng Xiu? Did you see him? ”
Speaking of Li Chengxiu, Li Shuo was still a little heavy: "He ...... Shao Qun used some despicable means, and the two of them may be entangled in the future. ”
Wen Xiaohui sighed: "It's all fate." He didn't know what he remembered, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he sighed, "Sometimes I desperately want to change something, but in the end I find that it may be all doomed, and every effort is in vain." ”
Li Shuo shook his head: "For a while, I was very confused, and I often remembered the feelings you had analyzed about me, you said that I was not committed enough and not sincere enough, although I listened to it at that time, I didn't understand it very well, but now I probably understand, whether it is Shao Qun's feelings for Cheng Xiu, or Luo Yi's feelings for you, they are very intense and profound." However, such feelings are a double-edged sword, full of madness and paranoia, why would I lose to such irrational feelings? I ......" he said to the end, laughing self-deprecatingly: "I just can't understand why I can't deal with emotional problems calmly and peacefully, and I have to make a fuss." ”
"People are cheap." Wen Xiaohui shrugged, "What makes you laugh, you turn your head and forget, what makes you hurt, you can remember it for a long time." ”
"There are also people who choose not to experience these." Li Shuo shook his wine glass, "I don't want to experience it, I just want to fall in love with someone based on equality and respect, and if one day I can't go on for any reason, I can also get together and disperse." ”
Wen Xiaohui smiled a little lonely: "Brother Li, if you really love someone, it will make people lose control." ”
"Out of control...... To what is the journey? ”
"The more you love him, the more out of control."
Li Shuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if it was really as Wen Xiaohui said, at least he could control himself now, and it was really a wise decision to cut off all thoughts with a knife at this time. Although, in his heart, he actually didn't believe that he would lose control for anyone, after all, he had never experienced it, Zhao Jinxin was already the person who could provoke his emotions and make him lose his coolness, and he would never, definitely not become like Shao Qun.
Wen Xiaohui saw that he didn't speak, and spread his hands: "I know you don't believe it, in fact, I'm not so sure, after all, people are different, you have always been so rational, and you are still so rational when you fall in love, it's good, you always know what you want, you always know what you want next, if I have half of your brain, just ...... That's it. Wen Xiaohui raised his glass.
Li Shuo also raised his glass and touched him: "Xiaohui, you are smarter and stronger than you imagined, and you deserve the qiē you have now." ”
Wen Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, then made a fleshy expression, and said with a smile: "It's so nice that you praise people, I really want to call you if you have something to do, I heard you say that I am more beautiful than anyone else today." ”
Li Shuo also laughed.
"Brother Li, you, don't think about Cheng Xiu, take out your chic, the past will pass." Wen Xiaohui poured him wine.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Really...... But you don't look good. Wen Xiaohui rubbed the back of his hand and said softly, "Whether it's me or Cheng Xiu, not being able to be with you is our loss, so many people are waiting for you, hurry up and find a better one." ”
Li Shuo smiled: "Don't worry, I'm really fine." He never liked to be pitied by others, but he clearly saw the kind care in Wen Xiaohui's eyes, and the man's self-esteem was troublesome, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "I have a companion recently." ”
"Oh? Really? Wen Xiaohui's eyes lit up, "Is it handsome, is it handsome?" ”
Li Shuo regretted it a little, but the cow had already been blown out, so he could only take it down, and he smiled, "It's very handsome." ”
"Photographs, photographs, photographs." Wen Xiaohui patted the table rhythmically, screamed a few times, and then changed his words, "Naked-photo, naked-photo, naked-photo." ”
Li Shuo couldn't cry or laugh, took out his mobile phone and flipped through it, and found the half-naked photo that Zhao Jinxin secretly changed to his caller ID picture at that time, "Huh." ”
Wen Xiaohui glanced at it, his eyes immediately straightened, and he looked at the saliva dripping, "Brother Li, this ...... It's so handsome. ”
Li Shuo felt a little sour in his heart, and reluctantly smiled: "Yes, it's not bad." As he spoke, he was about to take it back.
"No, no, don't let me see again." Wen Xiaohui snatched the phone, licked his tongue at Zhao Jinxin, and said intoxicatedly, "Ouch, when you two go to bed, how beautiful the picture should be, can you give some internal benefits?" He winked at Li Shuo.
Li Shuo knocked on his head and scolded with a smile: "Little improper." He got his phone back.
"But it doesn't match your usual taste." Wen Xiaohui pointed at himself, "Don't you like me and Cheng Xiu like a sissy?" ”
Li Shuo coughed lightly, and didn't want to talk about it: "Change the taste occasionally." ”
A hint of cunning flashed in Wen Xiaohui's eyes, and he said a meaningful "oh": "I understand." He gestured "ok," "Good." ”
Li Shuo knew what Wen Xiaohui was thinking, Wen Xiaohui might have treated Zhao Jinxin as a duck, after all, this photo was too sassy, even if it wasn't a duck, he said it half-concealed, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a cannon-friend.
In fact, the relationship between the two is indeed like that, and he is self-inflicted.
Wen Xiaohui also tacitly didn't ask again, and the two chatted about something else, about the past, about the present, and unconsciously, they drank a lot.
Wen Xiaohui couldn't hold it anymore, so he asked the driver to pick him up.
Li Shuo originally wanted to settle the bill, but looking at the remaining wine on the table, and then looking at the empty position opposite, as if he suddenly woke up, he realized that he was alone, so he was fascinated and drank cup after cup.
Every time the spicy wine enters his throat and washes the bitter tongue, it gives him a kind of pleasure of fighting poison with poison, and he doesn't know how much wine he has to drink to break through the bitterness in his heart.
As he drank and drank, he began to feel dizzy and dizzy, and his body seemed to be a little hot, and gradually, he was so tired that he could not even raise his wine glass, and the whole person began to be drowsy again.
The waiter came over and was talking to him, but he didn't understand what the other party was saying, and he realized that he had drunk too much, maybe he had not recovered from the cold, and the wine was very fast. He hadn't drunk in public since he left school, that would be too gaffe, what was wrong with him today, he didn't want to lose his temper.
He felt himself lifted up, placed on the soft couch, and then lost consciousness.
Until a pair of strong arms lifted his body, a soft sigh came from his ears, the voice was so familiar, so familiar that it made his nose sore, and he had an urge to cry.
He opened a slit in his eyes with all his might, and met a pair of eyes that could not see thoughts.
Zhao Jinxin?
No, it's an illusion.
After all, it's not surprising that the mind is full of people, and hallucinations.