Mu Qiuping was even more drunk with a glass of wine. Shen Yigong sat at the other end of the sofa, she kicked off her shoes and climbed onto his shoulder, pressed her face against the man's chest, and muttered vaguely: "I still don't believe that you don't have someone you like." ”

Shen Yigong wanted to hide to the side in a restrained manner, but he was already in the corner, unless he sat on the floor. He lowered his head and met Mu Qiuping's eyes full of confusion.

Xu is wine mixed with the previous buckwheat roast gradually came up, Shen Yigong let out a sigh, and rubbed his hair irritably.

"What's so bad about it. No is nothing. ”

"You're lying!" Mu Qiuping had sharp teeth, "Whether a man has a sweetheart or not can actually see through it at a glance." If you don't, even if you don't like me, your eyes will roll on me. Shen Yigong, I have seen a lot of men, and I know how much my body is worth. But your eyes are always in their duty, no more, no less, only where they should look. ”

Mu Qiuping stretched out his hand and pinched his face, making Shen Yigong break it away with some displeasure: "Don't make trouble." ”

"You look at me." She put her hand on it again, and must have forced Shen Yigong to look into her eyes, and with his dodgy gaze, Mu Qiuping pouted, "Look, I am at most a symbol in your eyes, the three words 'Mu Qiuping', I am not even a woman, not a part of the imaginary list that you can include." ”

"You're too drunk."

"I'm serious with you. There is only one kind of man who has such a gaze - he does not think about any beautiful woman, and deaf to all the women who appear before him. Mu Qiuping slumped his shoulders in frustration, "You already have someone in your eyes." You have someone who likes it very much. Because of that woman, all the other women don't matter to you anymore. ”

The ambiguity that belongs to single men and women does not exist here. In the long and dull silence, Shen Yigong's low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

He said, "Why do you think only of 'women'? ”

Mu Qiuping's originally misty eyes gradually regained focus, and after a few seconds, her hand retracted from Shen Yigong's face like an electric shock, leaned back, and fell to the side of the sofa in embarrassment. She blinked nervously, and her words were almost unspeakable, as if she was stunned by the message brought by the man's words just now: "You...... You're not going to mean ......."

Shen Yigong regretted what he had just said.

Mu Qiuping reacted a little, and leaned back on the sofa without caring about the lady's appearance, glared at him and asked, "What you said won't be what I thought, right?" ”

Shen Yigong covered his eyes and fell decadently towards the sofa: "I'm drunk, Qiu Ping." Some of the words are nonsense. ”

Mu Qiuping interrupted him: "You're not!" You clearly admit that this is true. ”

She swallowed and said tentatively, "So...... You...... Do you like men? ”

Shen Yigong didn't know how to answer her. This is too embarrassing, except for Huo Zuo and You Yiman, he has never mentioned this matter to anyone else.

Mu Qiuping muttered, "No, I think I should have another glass", then left the sofa and poured himself a full glass of wine.

She drank in a hurry, almost choking, and the overflowing red wine trickled to the corners of her mouth.

Shen Yigong covered his face and said sullenly: "Seriously, Mu Qiuping - can I treat you as a true friend?" ”

"Are you going to admit that next sentence?" Mu Qiuping took the glass and wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, "I am." Good friends, really good friends. ”

Shen Yigong hesitated slightly. But he still said, "I am." ”

Mu Qiuping stood there, the expression on his face was indescribable for a while. After a while, she looked up at the ceiling and sighed, shrugged her shoulders, and suddenly smiled in a relaxed tone: "That means it's not that there is something wrong with my personal charm." ”

Shen Yigong put his hand down and crossed his body in front of her to look at her.

Mu Qiuping digested this fact faster than him, and gently raised his chin with his fingers in front of him again to make a gesture: "I'm still beautiful, right." You don't like me because we're not gender-appropriate, it's not because I'm not good-looking and funny, are you? ”

This time, Shen Yigong was a little surprised: "Don't you think...... Is this something strange? ”

"I'm a college student, Shen Yigong. I've read more books than you, a small broker, have traveled. Although I have a daydream of fishing for a golden beetle, at least my brain is useful. People are very strange creatures, not to mention lust for men, but also for ancients, dead people, immortals, and even non-human beings. Maybe someone will say it's sick. Mu Qiuping fell back on the sofa, and this time she directly found a comfortable position in Shen Yigong's arms and lay down, the smile on the corner of her mouth was wanton and comfortable, "But who cares?" ”

She said she still feels a little sad about the loss of her love. But now that doesn't matter. Shen Yigong began to admire this girl a little, and told her, "I'm really happy to be friends with someone like you, Mu Qiuping." ”

The pretty girl gave him a hard hug. In the end, she fell asleep on Shen Yigong's sofa, snoring softly, and her fingertips hooked the glass. Shen Yigong carried her to the bed, covered the quilt, and held the bed blanket on the sofa for the night.

When he woke up the next day, Mu Qiuping had already gone back. She left a note on his coffee table, and Long Feifeng Wu wrote a sentence:

Friend, don't be my man, forget it, but don't rob me of a man!

There's a funny smile drawn underneath.

Shen Yigong looked at the card and laughed, compared to Huo Zuo and Wu Dayong, Mu Qiuping was another kind of interesting person, she needed to face things that needed to be considered and were completely different from them. Such a comfortable and amorous, unpopular but interesting woman, even if she is just a friend, she will feel that her life will be much richer because of her.

Shen Yigong didn't regret telling her about his liking for men, to be honest, after really telling someone about it, he inexplicably felt that his mood was much lighter. The personal problem is over for the time being, and Shen Yigong will not forget what Huo Zuo left yesterday.

The matter on the factory side is almost over, and there is enough time to deal with Mr. Xu's problem after that. Shen Yigong changed into a dark gray robe, and after washing, he put on a black round hat and went out.

The address left by Huo Zuo is on the side of the public concession, and there is a direct tram, so it is quite convenient to go from here. Shen Yigong stepped on the tram and paid for the ticket. It's not early, but there are still a few empty seats on the train. As he sat down, he looked up and saw the newspaper being held by the person across from him. One of them was titled "Chiang Kai-shek Rises Again, Reinstated as Commander-in-Chief of the Revolutionary Army." In the past, Shen Yigong always felt that these things were far away from him, he was just a flat-headed little ordinary man, who was the commander and who was the president had something to do with him? However, a series of bloodshed in Shanghai in April last year made him feel cold.

Mr. Xu Ruonong, who is going to be seen today, had already heard about it last year, and because he had been involved in the workers' movement for a long time, he had heard a little about some of the leaders who led the armed strike. After April 12, most of them left Shanghai for refuge, but they didn't expect Mr. Xu to come back so soon.

But why did Huo Zuo get involved with Xu Ruonong? Shen Yigong still couldn't figure it out. Perhaps this problem can only be solved after meeting Mr. Xu.

When I think of Xu Ruonong, I inevitably think of Huo Zuo. He tried to dispel the thoughts that were now lingering in his mind, but the more he tried to suppress them, the more tangible they appeared in his mind. In the three years of separation, Shen Yigong has tried other intimate relationships, with women and men, but no matter how he tries, it is always difficult to reproduce the subtle relationship between him and Huo Zuo. He was sometimes a little annoyed by his weakness, but a person's reason could control his actions, but not his heart.

The heart is too weak. The only thing Shen Yigong could do was not to want to.

When the tram drove to the four roads, Shen Yigong jumped down. Follow the address to the alley, and it says 1067 Wangdri. On both sides of the alley are small residential buildings, which are very close together. Residents are familiar with each other, and they should nod their heads when they meet. It's a very typical Shanghai alley.

After searching, and finally arrived at No. 1067, Shen Yigong stood outside the door and knocked on the door, an old woman came over and opened a crack, and asked in Shanghainese: "Who are you looking for?" ”

He said: "Mr. Xu is not here. ”

"Which Mr. Xu? I don't know. Saying that he was about to close the door, Shen Yigong hurriedly reached into one foot and hurriedly explained: "A gentleman surnamed Huo asked me to come here. Tell your master that he should know. ”

The old woman looked him up and down, and saw that he didn't look like a bad person, and took off the deadbolt and invited him in. Shen Yigong nodded to her in thanks, and her mother-in-law pointed upstairs: "Mr. is in the study on the second floor." ”

"Thank you."

The study on the second floor is easy to find, and the first room is the stairs. Shen Yigong stood outside the door, straightened his collar, took off his hat and reached out to fasten the door. A voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

He pushed the door open and entered. Just look at the not very spacious study room called a stack of books to occupy the space, the dark brown sofa is also full of documents, there is a desk by the window, the Mr. Xu named Shen Yigong is very admired is sitting in front of the table.

Shen Yigong cautiously avoided those stacks of books and walked in, and bowed to the person behind the desk: "Mr. Xu, I am Shen Yigong sent by Mr. Huo to protect you." ”

Xu Ruonong had a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, someone came in, he held a pen and hurriedly finished writing a sentence on the manuscript paper, then raised his head, took off his glasses and put them on the table, and stood up to shake hands with him: "I am Xu Ruonong, tell Huo Zuo, I am very grateful for the help he provided to me after returning to Shanghai this time." ”

He stood up, and Shen Yigong realized that the leader of the labor movement was not very tall. He held Xu Ruonong's hand slightly excitedly, and could feel the thick calluses on the abdomen of the other party's index finger.

"Tell me what you want, and I'll do my best to protect you!"