He Ge ran to the construction site for several days to solve a problem with a load-bearing wall. During this period, he was arguing with the designers and contractors, and he almost didn't get into a fight. When he came home every day, he felt that his whole body had lost layers of skin, from the inside to the outside. In the end, the problem was finally solved temporarily, and he could relax a little for a few days.

When he was resting at home, he turned on the computer as usual, searched for the latest news of Song Juhan, and browsed Song Juhan's posts, Weibo, and forums. He usually doesn't have much entertainment. Mostly he reads books and keeps fit. Overall, he is a very boring person. The only down-to-earth activity, in popular understanding, is probably chasing stars. Of course, as he and Song Juhan have been bed companions for many years, it is really inappropriate to describe them as star chasing, but he feels that the relationship between the two is not far from each other. , and Song Juhan didn't know and didn't care. The biggest difference from ordinary star chasers was that he had already put the star to sleep.

He hangs out in many places on the Internet where Song Juhan's fans are dense, but he rarely speaks and never breaks any news. He just likes to watch, like to watch a certain clip, a certain photo, a certain piece of Song Juhan collected by those fans as a treasure. A certain interview, as well as those self-made small videos, cartoons drawn, short stories made up, etc., etc., because he can't see these usually. What fans have created is a very good and perfect Song Juhan, who is not the same Song Juhan he knew at all, and he doesn't intend to dismantle it, because this perfect Song Juhan is really charming and has a thousand and one good qualities. Such a good thing, why destroy it?

There are hundreds of grams of various information about Song Juhan in his computer: photos, movies, music videos, advertisements, interviews, etc. As long as it is about Song Juhan, he is used to saving it. He wants to save him in this way. He couldn't see anything about Song Juhan, he even secretly recorded Song Juhan sleeping beside him, but he wouldn't tell anyone.

While watching Song Juhan's recent interview, the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?"

"...Why?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, it was a calm and pleasant young male voice.

He Gu's heart tightened, this voice... Although he hadn't heard it for several years, he still knew immediately who was on the other end of the phone. He took a deep breath, leaned back in the chair, and tried to calm down as much as possible. Say, "It's me."

"I'm Feng Zheng."

"Well, I heard it."

"You still remember my voice, yes."

"I've always had a good memory."

Feng Zheng smiled: "Yes."

He Gu felt a little awkward, although he had long known that Feng Zheng had returned to China - from Song Juhan's mouth, but he did not expect Feng Zheng to contact him again, after all, the two of them parted ways. But think about it, after so many years, everyone is no longer a reckless student, that thing should have disappeared with the wind long ago, he slowed down: "You have returned to China, I heard that you are working in the wind. cast?"

"I heard? Listen to what Song Juhan said?"

"Yeah." He Gu noticed that there was something wrong with Feng Zheng's tone.

Feng Zheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect you two to be together for so long. I underestimated you."

He Ge didn't want to continue this topic with Feng Zheng at all: "Congratulations, I thought you would stay in the United States forever."

"It's still my own site. I'll be back sooner or later." Feng Zheng sighed: "Now is the time. How about it, what are you doing now?"

"I have been working in Nanchuang since I graduated, and I have been doing my own specialty."

"It does fit your personality." Feng Zheng said, "I'm curious about what you are like now. We have... haven't seen each other in six or seven years?"

"Almost." He Gu didn't wait for Feng Zheng to open his mouth, and took the initiative to say, "I'll treat you to a meal some other day." Although he wasn't called humanely sophisticated, if there was any hesitation in this matter, he would be hypocritical.

"Okay, I was just about to get together with you. How about this Saturday night? I just returned to China, and I don't know where to eat. You have decided the place."

"Think about what you want to eat these days, and I'll take you there when the time comes."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, He Ge couldn't put it on. He put the phone on the table, feeling very tired. In fact, he didn't want to see Feng Zheng at all. Without him, he just found it troublesome. He had some social phobia since he was a child. Many, he would rather eat instant noodles at home alone than go out for a noisy meal.

But he knew that Feng Zheng couldn't hide from it.

In fact, from a certain point of view, Song Juhan and Feng Zheng are somewhat similar. They are both arrogant and competitive. If it weren't for the taste of gunpowder of competition, probably from the very beginning, he would not have been able to arouse Song Juhan's interest at all.

How many years have he and Feng Zheng not seen each other? He began to recall.

After he went to college, he and the former affiliated middle school were still on the same campus. The high school was not close to them, but the campus only had three canteens, so he and Song Juhan could meet once or twice a month on average, even in order to meet them. saw Song Juhan a few times. Like the little girls in the school, he deliberately went far away to eat in the second cafeteria.

When he was a freshman, he and Song Juhan met face to face several times, but Song Juhan didn't remember him at all.

later? Later, Song Juhan went abroad to study music before he was in his third year of high school. He never saw Song Juhan again until his university internship. He only knew all kinds of news about Song Juhan from entertainment reports. Le Godfather's daughter dating, he attended a singer's world tour as a guest, he composed music for an award-winning movie, he was the spokesperson for a fashion brand in Greater China, and he participated in retro fashion with his mixed-race supermodel mother show……

He Gu remembered reading those reports at the time and really realized what a "people of two worlds" meant. When he was still receiving an internship salary of 800 yuan, Song Juhan's father had given an island to his son to celebrate his coming-of-age ceremony.

However, he really had a star-chasing mentality towards Song Juhan at that time. It was just because the two of them had an afternoon alone, which made him have a deeper affection for Song Juhan. Although Song Juhan looked so far away from the screen or paper, he even wondered if he had imagined that afternoon.

Later, in his senior year of internship, Song Juhan returned to China, and he happened to meet Feng Zheng, a junior from a club. So from four months after graduation, haven't seen Feng Zheng for six and a half years.

It's useless to figure this out, so why is it a little funny to think, maybe it's because I want to prove that I really have a memory.

A good memory is really a matter of mixed pros and cons. If you can selectively remember, then people can choose to remember the happy and useful, and forget the sad and useless. But the memory Song Juhan gave him was a mixture of joy and sorrow. Even if he could filter his memories freely, he would choose to remember Song Juhan and his moments.

Soon it was Saturday, He Gu ordered a roast duck restaurant that was quite old because Feng Zheng said he wanted to eat authentic roast duck.

Not many people know this roast duck restaurant, because the location is remote and hard to find. The owner is an old couple without children. They can't make a few ducks a day, but the taste is very good. It depends on word of mouth. There are only two, why did the phone call early, and it was actually set.

After He Gu parked the car, he opened his umbrella and got out of the car, took out the wine from the trunk, and walked towards the intersection.

The weather in Beijing during this period was really annoying. The light rain kept falling, so why couldn't remember the last time saw the blue sky.

He stood at the intersection and sent a text message to Feng Zheng, telling him that the place was hard to find, and he was waiting for him at the intersection.

After a long while, Feng Zheng replied "Okay".

After waiting for nearly 20 minutes, a gray Continental turned around in front and slowly stopped in front of He Gu.

The car stopped a second before, and the door was opened the next second, and a tall man stepped out of the car without holding an umbrella.

He Gu was stunned and looked at Feng Zheng across the rain.

Six years have passed by so quickly. They have all changed from green teenagers to social people in suits and leather shoes. There are some invisible things that lie between them like rain and fog, which makes people feel a little heavy.

Feng Zheng's facial features haven't changed much, but he still looks so good-looking, but his temperament has become more calm than a single star. He was wearing a neat suit and a long trench coat, which made his figure extraordinarily slender and tall.

The front door opened, and the driver ran down with an umbrella, holding an umbrella for Feng Zheng in panic.

Feng Zheng took the umbrella and said to the driver, "Look for a place to eat." His eyes kept on He Gu.

He Gu coughed lightly, walked up, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Feng Zheng, long time no see."

Feng Zheng also smiled and shook hands with him: "Why." The moment he grabbed He Gu's hand, he moved forward with a little force, pulled He Gu into his arms, and then hugged him gently.

He Gu was a little surprised, but also patted him on the back politely.

Feng Zheng let go of him: "Why are you waiting at the intersection, it's windy here."

"It's hard to find that restaurant, and it's hard to get in the car, so let's go." He Gu made a gesture of invitation.

Feng Zheng glanced at him with a smile, and the two walked in side by side.

"Why, you don't look so energetic, are you too tired recently?"

"I work overtime often, I'm used to it."

"The body is the capital of the revolution. Don't try too hard. You said it yourself. If you are homeless and tired, you can spend enough money."

He Gu smiled: "The money is enough, but there is just so much work. Sometimes... hey, it's just a part-time job for others, that's all."

The two of them said that they had already walked to the roast duck restaurant. He Gu looked at the humble front door, and said politely: "You said that you don't eat those famous restaurants, let me take you to find authentic ones, you young master, don't dislike this small temple."

Feng Zheng laughed and said, "We didn't often eat skewers on the roadside when we were in college. If I really want to show off, I won't be in front of you."

He Gu smiled and said, "Let's go, this one is really delicious."

The two entered the box and sat down. There is no menu in this restaurant. Except for roast duck, the boss is very willful.

He Gu brought a bottle of 1999. He Gu didn't know wine, but there were many wines sent by Song Juhan's assistant at home. He took a bottle and he knew that Feng Zheng liked it.

Seeing the wine, Feng Zheng twitched lightly at the corner of his mouth, "Is this Song Juhan's?" His tone was not very good.

Why is a little embarrassed: "Well...is it expensive?"

"It's okay, but it doesn't look like you can drink."

Why didn't he care about the meanness of Feng Zheng's words, he knew that the two of them were not dealing with each other, and he was a little bit arrogant: "If you don't like it, then..."

"It's okay, let's go." Feng Zheng said lightly.

Why did he open the wine and pour two glasses.

The two raised their glasses to each other, Feng Zheng smiled and looked at He Gu: "Celebrate the reunion after a long absence."

"Celebrate the reunion after a long absence."

The meals came one after another, and the two chatted while eating.

"Well, this roast duck is really delicious. I don't particularly like those fatty ducks, and I don't know how much hormones those ducks eat, and their body shape is about to catch up with geese." Feng Zheng praised.

"The ducks in this family are raised by the owner's hometown. They are all stocked in the countryside, so they are more expensive than Quanjude. I don't like too fat."

"Do you remember the barbecue restaurant at the east gate of our school?" Feng Zheng wiped his hands and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's still there."

"It's been demolished there, it's long gone, but Mala Tang is still there. It's a cart, so be flexible. I saw it last time I drove by."

"Sometimes I really want to go back and try it, but now..." Feng Zheng looked at the suit on his body and smiled at himself.

He Gu also sighed: "I'm embarrassed to line up with a group of students now."

Feng Zheng raised his chin and looked at him: "Time flies so fast, from then to now... By the way, Song Juhan told you that we met?"

He Gu paused, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Well, I said it."

Feng Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that you two get along well."

"It's alright." He Gu was somewhat resistant to Feng Zheng's side-talking, and he was not willing to talk to anyone about his relationship with Song Juhan, especially Feng Zheng.

"But he has so many scandals, don't you guys often quarrel?"

He Gu put down his chopsticks and said plainly: "Those scandals are all fake." He said this not to excuse Song Juhan, because it was indeed fake, and he really had an affair with Song Juhan, but Song Juhan hid it tightly and exploded. The scandals that came out involved various interests. Why did he know that, because Song Juhan never bothered to lie to him.

Feng Zheng burst out laughing. After laughing, he probably felt inappropriate and held back, but still looked at He Ge with a playful look. He obviously didn't believe it.

He Gu took a sip of wine and thought for a while. It really doesn't sound credible. It seems that Feng Zheng won't let it go if he doesn't ask questions today.

He had long known that Feng Zheng and Song Juhan were similar people, and wrapped the arrogance and domineering inside with a coat of elegance and self-cultivation, but Feng Zheng's symptoms were much lighter than Song Juhan's, at least his temper was better than Song Juhan's.

Sure enough, Feng Zheng propped his chin and looked at He Ge with a smile, his eyes sharp: "Why, why are you doing this?"