When Chen Wengang returned to Zheng's house, Zheng Yucheng waited at the door of his bedroom.

Knock on the door before entering, and this time he remembered and complied.

Chen Wengang sighed and pushed the door open: "Please come in." ”

Zheng Yucheng saw the box he was holding in his hand.

He pursed his lips: "The one with seven million?" ”

"Hmm."

"Can I take a look?"

Chen Wengang handed it to him.

Zheng Yucheng opened it, and the antique pocket watch lay in the black velvet.

No matter how well it is kept, it will never be as good as new, and there are traces of age on the shell. Actually, it's really nothing special.

Zheng Yucheng chuckled lowly: "It's a bit of a pity, I didn't win it in the end." ”

He seems to have been silent a lot lately, and his temperament has changed slightly. Of course, this change is not obvious, and it starts from every subtle place, such as the way of speaking and the tone of voice, which can be called the first sign of a transformation to maturity and stability.

He returned the box to Chen Wengang.

Chen Wengang held this gift in his hand and thought about where it should be placed.

Glancing around, there was still a little space on the bookshelf, right next to the tourbillon timer that Zheng Yucheng had given him.

Chen Wengang is not a person with a strong sense of ritual, he looks at the object itself very rationally, and the relationship is over, but he does not have the obsession to dispose of everything. So it loves to be there and there, to be a decoration, but that's all.

He glanced at Zheng Yucheng and chose to open the desk drawer and hide the box in the drawer.

Zheng Yucheng was looking at the timer, walked over, picked it up, and fiddled with it nostalgically.

That semester happened to be in the hardware class, Zheng Yucheng became interested in doing handicrafts, he said that he wanted to give Chen Wengang a fun thing, and he studied how to make a transmission model for a long time. Zheng Yucheng raised his hand, and he could still see a little scar left by the welding torch on his index finger.

Zheng Yucheng opened his mouth: "I was working on other cases a while ago, how was your activity at school?" ”

"It went well. The Foundation has arranged a convoy of love to deliver all the books to the recipient organization next Saturday. ”

"Will you need people then? I have time and I can go and help. ”

"Yes. They will be very welcoming if you want to come. ”

"What about you?"

"Me?"

"A tactful way to say you're not welcome yourself, is it?"

Hearing this, Chen Wengang showed a helpless and soft smile, which was a self-evident answer.

The past ear and sideburn grinding is vivid, which is helpless and regrettable.

Zheng Yucheng hung his head, and at this time, he couldn't tell from his appearance how many dirty thoughts his heart was full of.

He wanted to lock up Chen Wengang, wanted to press him on the bed, him hard, didn't touch anyone but himself, and didn't give him a chance to think of anyone. Peeling off the skin of gentleman's education, there is still the inferior nature of men in the core.

Zheng Yucheng introspected himself, and he did not deny this.

All males are born to compete.

It's something that's engraved in his genes, but it's to blame for his slow awakening in the past.

Probably because he didn't experience a sense of crisis of gaining and losing. So much so that it took a lot of effort to get back to square one.

Putting aside all the mixed emotions, he finally realized that the premise of his agreement to "break up" was that Chen Wengang would still stay in his low-hanging hands and would not really leave him. Then this breakup was a false proposition from the beginning.

It's like a kindergarten that shares its own toys and pretends to be generous, but doesn't allow others to actually take them home.

The analogy is not so appropriate, but a boy or a man, in short, it is all about it.

Zheng Yucheng stood by the bookshelf and looked at it for a while, touched a plastic piccolo, picked it up again, and played with it in his hand.

This was used for music lessons when he was a child, Chen Wengang is indeed nostalgic, and Zheng Yucheng himself has long been unable to know where to fly. He studied it for a while, put it to his mouth and tried it, and stumbled out the melody of "Little Boy" with his impression.

This was also taught by the music teacher at the time, an episode from an old German film.

Chen Wengang looked at him inexplicably.

Zheng Yucheng smiled: "Do you remember the Chinese lyrics of this song?" 'A little boy, seldom troubled, looking at the sun around him, I hope it will always be so good...... But one day the turmoil arose, and the worries and troubles came.'" When I was in elementary school, I didn't feel anything, and I didn't understand what it meant...... Now, when I think about it, I realize that it is so realistic. ”

Chen Wengang remembered it clearly, but said: "Yes, I don't have any impressions." ”

Zheng Yucheng put the piccolo back and said to him, "Good night, you rest early." ”

*

Chen Wengang received a photo from Huo Niansheng after arriving in Zhangcheng.

He photographed the landmark of Zhangcheng, a skyscraper that reaches into the sky.

Chen Wengang laughed first, and the smile faded unconsciously.

Thinking of his previous life, Huo Niansheng also sent him some colorful photos.

This habit was formed at a time when Chen Wengang's depression was getting worse.

Once downstairs, the driver knocked his teeth with the nanny, laughing and saying that Mr. Huo was also forced to become a layman, and he had to take a photo to report to the family after having morning tea. The nanny was full of seriousness: "Mr. Chen doesn't go out again, Mr. Huo wants to show him the outside world." ”

"There is no one to stop him, and there is a car, so why don't he go out by himself?"

"Oh, he has that depression problem, and you don't know it."

"What's wrong with depression, it's all hypocritical."

"Why isn't it a problem? It was the doctor who asked him to care more about him and pay attention to his emotions. ”

"It's not like someone can handle it. Why aren't other disabled people depressed, they don't want to go out? ”

The driver is also an old man who has driven Huo Niansheng for a few years, and he is a little big and open-mouthed. didn't think that the employer also raised a spy, and the nanny reported it to Huo Niansheng when she turned around. I don't know if I lost my job, but I didn't show up again.

Chen Wengang lay on his side on the bed, pillowed one arm, and kissed his name across the screen.

In fact, there is another person at this time who is thinking about how to send a message to Chen Wengang.

Qi Tongzhou was both nervous and excited for a while, his admission procedures had been completed, and he would go to the university to report after the summer vacation.

But the reason for his excitement is certainly not that he is going to school.

He was there to meet the object of his affection.

According to the information that Qi Tongzhou inquired from Zheng Maoxun, Chen Wengang's daily itinerary is a three-point line between home, company and school.

He can't be a guest of the Zheng family every day, and he has no reason to enter the Zheng family's company casually, and the school can still stop him from entering and leaving?

Previously, Qi Tongzhou had actually mustered up the courage to chat with Chen Wengang a few times.

The other party's wording is very decent, but it is not enthusiastic, and it is obvious that he does not regard him as a possible object of development.

There is no way, he knows that he has missed the best time, and he has been lying in vain for so long in the list, who feels sincere?

Qi Tongzhou didn't dare to ask him out, for fear of directly getting a good person card back.

But chasing people can't always lie at home and wait. If the mountain doesn't come, he can go to the mountain.

For example, the opportunity suddenly came-

Qi Tongzhou's subordinates couldn't send out the messages that were repeatedly edited, and suddenly saw something that attracted him in the circle of friends.

"You're coming over tomorrow to help?" On the phone, Chen Wengang asked uncertainly, "It may be very tiring." ”

"Don't underestimate me. When I was in school, I participated in charity sales and fundraising. ”

What made Qi Tongzhou eager to try was the book donation activity of the student union.

Qi Tongzhou has been GAP for a year, but most of his classmates are already in college, and some have joined the student union.

There was a classmate who posted a nine-square grid in the circle of friends, he clicked it casually, and saw Chen Wengang in the group photo.

Qi Tongzhou hurriedly asked what kind of activity this was.

And then he simply picked up a reason to give love, how high-sounding.

Qi Tongzhou cheekily grinded for a long time, and after a while, he said that he was helping a friend, and Chen Wengang had no reason to stop him, so he went with him.

; The night before, Qi Tongzhou threw away a bed of clothes, carefully matched them, and determined a fashionable and lively trendy man route.

Before going out, I felt that it was not good, so I changed it again.

It was too much time to go out in the morning, and by the time he arrived at the school center in high spirits, most of the people were already busy.

As a result, the members of the student union are all cultural shirts and jeans, and they are all trendy brands in the same boat, which is quite eye-catching.

His classmate also teased: "Why don't you kill you?" I don't know, I thought you were here to make a cameo appearance in the campus model contest. ”

Qi Tongzhou stiffened: "What's wrong with me?" Ordinary well, why don't you say that you are a straight man. ”

The classmate knew that his purpose was not pure, but he was kind enough not to ask too much, and only used it as a free laborer.

Qi Tongzhou looked around slightly nervously.

In fact, his presence is not different from his own painting style. There was another person, a man in a suit and leather shoes, who at first glance almost thought he was a school teacher, but he was too young. After looking at it again, he recognized who it was, and suddenly there was a basin of cold water on his head.

He never expected that Chen Wengang's ex-boyfriend was also there?

is definitely an ex-boyfriend, Qi Tongzhou described the word "former" in capital letters and bold in his heart.

It is not difficult for him to inquire about the relationship between Chen Wengang and Zheng Maoxun and his brother. Besides, thanks to the two people who broke up, he and Chen Wengang were jokingly pulled along by friends. Qi Tongzhou had never heard of these two getting back together.

Should...... Didn't get back together, did you?

Sensing the snooping gaze, Zheng Yucheng glanced at Qi Tongzhou, looked indifferent, turned around and left.

I don't know why, but it's enough to be sure that this kid is annoying.

Qi Tongzhou didn't care if he was happy or not, he was looking for a male god in the crowd.

Chen Wengang is communicating with the driver of the team. Compared with those two people, he is very simple today, with a cultural shirt and slacks - the same configuration as the members of the student union, but the good-looking person is also good-looking in a sack, and he has a unique taste when he wears it.

Qi Tongzhou looked at his waistline, didn't know where to go, and his face turned red for a while.

A small cart behind him hit his buttocks, followed by the teasing voice of his classmates: "Look at who this is?" Have you seen enough? ”

Qi Tongzhou dropped the sentence "I'll go to work" and fled.

The convoy came with more than a dozen gold cups, but the main task of the driver was to drive. To move the classrooms full of books out and load the trucks, the main force is still volunteers. Qi Tongzhou arrived at the activity classroom, looked at the physical sense of the sweaty inventory, one by one meter square large cardboard boxes stacked together, and finally reacted that there is still a reason for others to wear cultural shirts, convenient, durable, and easy to work.

He hesitated, didn't know where to start for a while, and felt that it was a bit of a problem, so he took off his watch and stuffed it into his pocket.

At this time, the classmate came back again: "Okay, I'm kidding you, you can go over there and help the girl distribute water." ”

"No, I'm here to make a splash? I'm really here to help, you tell me where to move. ”

"You're not here to work, right, this one is on your shoulders, and you don't need clothes?"

"If you break it, you will break it." Qi Tongzhou said, "I don't feel sorry for a few clothes." ”

Just as he was about to bend over and exert his strength, someone behind him gently touched him.

As soon as Qi Tongzhou turned around, he faced Chen Wengang's amber pupils.

The other party handed over a large cultural shirt: "You put this on the outside, or go to the bathroom to change." ”

"Oh...... Good! Qi Tongzhou was drowning, "Thank you!" ”

He hugged the clothes preciously, and the junior officer of the student union next to him also hugged the same dozen in his arms, and shouted:

"Who else doesn't have a cultural shirt? No words! I've got more here! ”

And he tried to give Zheng Yucheng a copy: "Senior, why don't you change your body ......?"

Zheng Yucheng tugged at his clothes, said thank you as if he was gritting his back molars, and strode in the direction of the men's bathroom.

…… At least I gave it to the male god himself, Qi Tongzhou thought. I feel like I've won a lot.

He took a set of cultural shirts directly, learned from others to move the packed boxes to a small cart, and then transported them out and loaded them on a cart.

When Zheng Yucheng came back, the shirt on the upper body was changed, but the lower body was still trousers and leather shoes, which was a bit funny.

Qi Tongzhou smiled in fifty steps and a hundred steps, and secretly laughed at him for dressing up like a dog, and he looked like a dog.

But Zheng Yucheng didn't spare his strength, half-squatted on the ground, wrapped his arms around the box, and loaded it onto the cart.

His delicate calfskin shoes could not bear such a ruin, and there were immediately two more eye-catching creases on the shiny upper.

However, Qi Tongzhou's ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and when he looks at other people's jokes here, he was accidentally scratched by the edge of the cardboard box.

As the youngest child in the family, Qi Tongzhou has been favored since he was a child, but he really hasn't done these things, and he doesn't realize the point of them selling so much energy. Just like he did participate in the kind of charity sales organized by the school before, the main focus is on participation, so that students have the opportunity to exercise. In fact, everyone has a busy day, and the turnover may not be enough to buy a pair of limited-edition sneakers.

Wouldn't it be easier to donate the money saved for a pair of shoes?

The classroom was stuffy, and there were many students, and it didn't take long for the cultural shirts to be soaked. The sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes, and it was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes. Qi Tongzhou was in the middle of the aisle, bowing his head to study the opening on his thumb.

Chen Wengang, who was passing by, noticed him: "What's wrong?" Broken hands? ”

Qi Tongzhou hurriedly hid his hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's a little injury." I found out later that they were all cured. ”

Fortunately, the student council has prepared an alcohol spray for disinfection.

Chen Wengang took him aside, sprayed the wound, and asked someone else for a band-aid and wrapped it around his finger.

Suddenly, Qi Tongzhou only had "hehe" left in his heart, and the rest of his thoughts went to the clouds.

Meaningful group activities!

He even hummed a little song, and even Zheng Yucheng looked at him with disdain several times.

Before he knew it, the classroom was almost empty, and Qi Tongzhou ran to wash his hands and face.

As a result, the road was narrow, and as soon as he pushed the door, he bumped into Zheng Yucheng who was also in the bathroom.

He had changed back into his clothes and was talking on the phone under the vent, his expression solemn, as if he were talking to someone.

Qi Tongzhou only heard the last sentence "I know, this is over" - this sentence is enough, he thought, this person can be regarded as a roll.

At this time, Zheng Yucheng hung up the phone, glanced at him again, and snorted imperceptibly from his nose.

Men can't help but be excited. Qi Tongzhou's radar, which received the provocation, was immediately erected.

He made a smile and didn't smile: "Oh, you haven't paid much labor before you want to leave?" Why are you so busy, go through a formality? ”

Zheng Yucheng glanced at the cartoon band-aid printed on his finger, and suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth.

"This little bit of the number of paragraphs should be able to take the position." "That's a commendable idea," he said. ”

"It's not as persistent as you. You're all in the past tense, and you haven't given up hope yet. ”

"You think you can be in the future tense?" Zheng Yucheng showed a somewhat gloomy expression, "It's okay, keep this confidence." You may have the opportunity to know what he likes to eat, what he plays, where he likes to go on dates, what he reacts to kissing, what positions he likes to take when he goes to bed......"

The more Qi Tongzhou listened to him, the more unspeakable he became: "Hey, don't go too far!" Do you know how to respect people? ”

However, the simple and brutal attack did work. As soon as he said it, Qi Tongzhou couldn't help but follow the association, and his heart was like vinegar.

Zheng Yucheng sneered: "Oh, that's not what you think. You just want to talk about platonic love and watch a movie with little hands? ”

Qi Tongzhou opened his mouth and realized that he had fallen into the trap of language, saying yes and no, he seemed very weak.

"Boring, it has nothing to do with you."

"I have known Chen Wengang since I was nine years old, and we grew up together." Zheng Yucheng said, "I'm just reminding you that he won't take a fancy to you who has not grown all your hair and needs to be taken care of, you don't have to work in vain." ”

"This kind of provocation of yours is really low-level." Qi Tongzhou felt unreasonable, "Where do you see that I need someone to take care of me?" ”

"Really? Okay, let me tell you, you only see him as gentle and considerate, and understanding, but he is actually very insecure and a little aggressive. What he really needs is the kind of person who can protect him. Zheng Yucheng said, "I really didn't do a good job at this, but you," he weighed Qi Tongzhou's catties with his eyes, "It's definitely no fun." ”