For a moment no one spoke again.

Huo Niansheng looked at Chen Wengang for the rest of the day, but Chen Wengang didn't look at him, his head was lowered, and his slender fingers were competing with the chocolate packaging.

The cover was printed with "Pink Sweetheart", which was torn open to white cubes, and he bit into one of them, and strawberry chocolate was wrapped under the milk crispy shell. Chen Wengang filled Huo Niansheng's mouth with another one.

Huo Niansheng put the steering wheel, looked straight ahead, and melted the sweet taste of fragrant fragrance in his mouth.

"Where are you going to stay today?" He asked suddenly.

"It's time to go home." Chen Wengang struggled for a moment, "Lin Bo thought I was going to run away from home. "That'll do."

The steering wheel turned in one direction, and Huo Niansheng watched Chen Wengang ring the doorbell of Zheng Zhai. Then Chen Wengang took two steps, looked at his watch, and asked him if he wanted to come in and eat together.

Huo Niansheng inexplicably thought of the sentence that Huo Zhenfei asked, is there a fixed place for three meals a day.

"You go in." He said, "Remember to take a shower later today." "

"Drive slower." Chen Wengang bent his eyebrows at him.

Back near the Genting Tower, it was already dark, the entire CBD business district was brightly lit, and behind the bright galaxy were companies that were still working overtime.

The apartment was dark, Huo Niansheng turned on the light, and the room felt deserted.

It seems hard to imagine that someone like him would feel lonely and lonely.

He walked to the restaurant, threw the chocolate dropped by Chen Wengang on the table, and received a message from a fox friend inviting him out for a drink.

Huo Niansheng himself remembered that he hadn't appeared in that kind of bright place for a while.

Many people are rumoring that he is now "paying attention", but today is a special occasion, the son of the Tian family held a bachelor party.

The driver, Lao Li, sent the boss to the long-awaited Rose 1917 nightclub.

Night clubs are formal business venues, but they also turn a blind eye to some side-rubbing programs. The organizers chartered the venue, strippers covered in silver sequins scratched their heads around the steel pipe, and the transparent tempered glass stage was full of colorful glitter.

Huo Niansheng sat at the bar, no one came to disturb him, and he didn't bother others, looking indifferently in the direction of the crowd's shouts. The groom-to-be kisses a girl in a red dress in the coaxing of a group of fox friends and dogs.

I couldn't see her face clearly on the back, I only saw that she was wearing huge earrings, and the skirt was tied to expose a large piece of fleshy back, through the gap in the crowd,

□□'s feet are on slender heels.

/ > they kiss passionately, like they are going to have a final before tomorrow.

Half an hour later, the groom-to-be fled to his vicinity, signaled the people around him to lower his voice, and spoke to the other end of the video-

"There are absolutely no bad shows, look, it's all a few of my buddies, you know. Female? There are no women, at most a few companions they brought. What nonsense, impossible, you have too much heart. "

Cha Gang's fiancée checked the number of people one by one through the camera. Everyone salivated and shouted "sister-in-law" to reassure her. Huo Niansheng slanted his gaze, sat in the background picture, withdrew his mocking gaze, and put the glass on the bar. The bartender re-gave him a glass of whiskey and almond sweet liquor.

The friend who invited him finally remembered to find Huo Niansheng: "No, when you come out, you will be alone and drink here, I heard that you are going to be a good woman, don't be true." The friend nodded at the dancer on the stage with his nose, "I don't even give a tip, so lonely?"

Huo Niansheng pushed the banknotes folded into a corner to the bartender: "Have fun." ”

"Hey!"

The driver, Lao Li, received the news and drove the car to the gate five minutes later. Huo Niansheng sat in and closed the door. Lao Li was about to turn around, when he suddenly heard the order: "Go to Qifu Street." ”

Rolls-Royce drove towards the old town without saying a word.

Huo Niansheng had just been to Qifu Street during the day, and it was the street where Mr. Chen lived. He didn't give an accurate positioning, so Lao Li took a ride and walked slowly along the street. Huo Niansheng asked him to slow down, the windows of the car were opened wide, and hot wind kept blowing in.

Suddenly, Huo Niansheng said, "Stop." ”

Lao Li looked out the window, the river was dark, and the reeds were thick, hiding the rough cement buildings in front of him. Huo Niansheng opened the car door, as if he had a clear goal, slid down a section of dirt slope, and walked towards the abandoned bridge hole. During the day, Huo Niansheng felt that there should be a bridge in this place, but he never saw it. Chen Wengang's voice sounded again: "In the other direction, it has already passed." Huo Niansheng got closer and closer, like an unknown beast lurking in the dark. The summer grass was dark green, and the crickets jumped away from his leather shoes.

The sense of déjà vu that had reappeared yesterday crept up his spine, and the torn memories were ready to move and wait to attack him. But it wasn't exactly the same, Huo Niansheng had some feelings, and he could even remember the crackling sound of stepping on a dead leaf.

The dim streetlights cast light at one end of the bridge, and the other end was so dark that it was bottomless. Now, standing under the bridge, he looked in.

Except for himself, there was no one.

There is some garbage piled up on the side of the wall, some people spray it with paint, and the graffiti covers the wall for a long time, near

I love you, followed by various figures, names and foul language.

Lao Li slid down the slope without knowing it.

His boss stood alone in the grass, looking in an unknown direction, standing tall like a mountain.

Huo Niansheng turned his peach blossom eyes sideways and glanced at him faintly: "Is there smoke?"

Lao Li was stunned and hurriedly touched his pocket. He offered the cigarette case, and Huo Niansheng took one out of it and put it in his mouth.

"Mr. Huo, is there any problem here?" Lao Li also took out the lighter.

"I drank too much." Huo Niansheng lowered his head and lit a cigarette on the fire in his hand, "You go back, I'll stay for a while." Lao Li hesitated a little, and climbed up the slope step by step.

The spark was extinguished, Huo Niansheng leaned against the wall, took a sharp breath, and felt that the taste of tobacco soothed his nerves a little.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, found Chen Wengang's number, saw that it was time to go to bed, and gave up the idea of harassment.

He put his phone away, but still traced the peaceful sleeping face in his imagination.

Huo Niansheng closed his eyes, his back against the rough wall, and he didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and the alcohol made him a little dizzy.

Half of the face in the void slowly melted, as if it had been dissolved, hideous and terrifying, and the other half remained the same.

Chen Wengang held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned against the wall in a mess, and cast an indifferent look at him through his left eye, which was still intact.

The summer night was sweltering, and the wind blew on my body, covering my body with sticky sweat.

Huo Niansheng stayed under for a long time before coming up, without saying a word, he waved his hand to let Lao Li drive back to Genting Building.

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When Chen Wengang got up in the morning, he saw a message sent to him by Huo Niansheng, saying that he had two tickets and would pick him up to go to the concert in the evening.

Even colleagues are accustomed to this, and they all laughed and said that Mr. Huo has a variety of dating patterns and a literary heart.

In the evening, Huo Niansheng appeared in a sports car with a bouquet of blooming white roses.

Chen Wengang was stunned for a moment before he greeted him, and asked with a faint smile: "You-what's the matter?"

When he first launched the offensive, this person liked to put on this kind of fanfare battle, but if he exaggerated once or twice, it was almost enough, Chen Wengang also learned how to write low-key two words, who knows why he went his own way today.

At that time, there were not so many people in the school, and he looked left and right, and several young teachers were already secretly laughing behind his back. Huo Niansheng didn't care about other people's eyes, and threw the roses to him: I sent them all

, you are responsible for handling it yourself. Chen Wengang smiled at him, took apart the flowers, and distributed them to passing colleagues and children after class.

There was a child who couldn't stop moving, and immediately pulled the petals all over the sky when he got it.

Huo Niansheng leaned against the car door, just smiling, whatever they did to spoil the bouquet of roses.

After the division was finished, he came over slowly: "Teacher Chen, you are a gift of roses and a lingering fragrance in your hands, what about me?"

Chen Wengang actually kept two, borrowed the female teacher's small scissors to cut off the long stems, and inserted one into the buttonhole of his suit. Huo Niansheng touched his hand, Chen Wengang took his hand to his mouth, and kissed him playfully: You are not romantic. The female teacher took back the scissors and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Huo Niansheng took him over, and kissed him in Dengjiao.

It rained a little during the day, and the wind was a little cooler today, and the fragrance of flowers was sent far away, and his heart was full of tenderness. The other Chen Wengang didn't wear it himself, but just pinched it in his hand all the way.

The red light stopped, and Huo Niansheng turned his gaze to look at him.

Chen Wengang lowered his eyes and played with the full petals with his hand. His side face was warm, like a fluent line drawing, and his eyelashes were thick and flickering. Both of them dressed up for the concert, but it was hot and when they left the Grand Theater, Chen Wengang took off his coat and put it in the crook of his arm. Huo Niansheng also put on his clothes, picked the rose, and walked side by side with him on the empty road.

Chen Wengang suddenly asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Huo Niansheng smiled and asked, "Where did you see this?"

Chen Wengang hooked the corners of his mouth: It's good if you don't have it. Is Jiang Cai still adapting to your house?

Huo Niansheng actually didn't go back to the old house for ten days and half a month, and he didn't even meet her: "Huo Zhenfei's secretary is in charge of her affairs." ”

Huo Zhenfei's secretary and lawyer were very busy for a while, Jiang Wanxia went abroad to recuperate, and Jiang Cai moved directly to Huo's house. From living in the school utility room to the deep courtyard of a wealthy family, anyone who listens to it has to say a word and fly on the branches to become a phoenix. In addition to the numerous formalities to be done, for her, it is more of a life-changing situation. Chen Wengang extended an olive branch to her, but Jiang Cai never contacted him.

However, Huo Zhenfei contacted Chen Wengang once and asked him if he would come over for the Mid-Autumn Festival to attend the family banquet. After hearing this, Huo Niansheng almost laughed: "He thinks the situation is not lively enough." Chen Wengang said: "I told him that the Zheng family is also going to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

There is a fountain pool in the square, and a small electric merry-go-round suddenly sings and glows and starts spinning. An excited child sat on each horse, and parents waved to them from outside the railing.

Huo Niansheng smiled and did not speak.

br /> left the square behind, and Chen Wengang suddenly said: "You are really different today." ”

Huo Niansheng glanced at him, his eyes were deep, and he didn't mean to answer. After walking a few hundred meters, he suddenly dragged Chen Wengang a few steps,

Behind a closed newsstand, with one arm propped up on an iron sheet and a tree trunk on the other, he was surrounded in the middle.

Chen Wengang smiled at him gently: "What's wrong?"

Huo Niansheng said: "You answer me a question. ”

He slowly let out a sigh and helped Chen Wengang tuck the hair around his ears. As soon as the hand moved, the other rose on the coat suddenly fell to the ground. Huo Niansheng glanced down and was indifferent.

He raised his head again and looked at Chen Wengang, the face of the person in front of him was calm and soft, with an innocent face that had not been harmed. If there is only pain, why do you have to ask, and if he doesn't know, why do you have to want him to remember? Huo Niansheng suddenly took half a step back, and an indecent smile hung on his lips: Do you like me? Chen Wengang frowned and said with a smile: What is this called a problem?

Huo Niansheng looked down at him, his words were joking, but he was careful: "I went back and thought about it, if you want to be with me, I also have to have conditions - you move out of the Zheng family and never meet Zheng Yucheng from now on, I believe that you are sincere." Can you agree?