He Gu expected that Gu Qing Pei would ask this, he coughed lightly: "What do you want to gossip about, Mr. Gu?"

GuQingPei turned the cup and chuckled: "Just chat, just curious. Are you alumni? Didn't you know each other for many years?"

"ten years."

"Oh, that's long enough."

"Yeah." Ten years, He Gu felt a little emotional.

Ten years sounds like a long time. Looking back on it, it seems to have passed so quickly. Many things seem to be just yesterday. , the more you will feel that time is like an arrow, and life is too short.

"You and him... It's really hard to associate with each other. It's not that you are bad, but that you seem to have no intersection with that circle at all."

"It's nothing to do with each other, I just knew each other from the same school before."

"classmate?"

"No, he is two years younger than me, and I met at school activities." He Gu remembered ten years ago and suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Then you two become..." Gu Qing Pei was too embarrassed to say everything, after all, the two of them were not that familiar yet.

He Gu smiled and said "um".

GuQingPei frowned slightly: "You don't want to find a serious boyfriend?"

He Gu shook his head: "Mr. Gu, you know me too. My personality is boring, and I don't like to please people. I think it's fine now."

GuQingPei looked at He Gu's airy expression, remembered Song Juhan's hostile look that day, a gleam of inquiry flashed in his eyes, but he didn't break it: "Yes, it's just looking for someone to be a companion, but to be honest Yes, if you think so now, it may not be in a few years. I used to think it was good to be free from restraints and burdens, but now I want to settle down more and more. There is a person who can know the cold and the hot. People will change. of."

"Yeah, let's talk about it when I change." If one day he really changed his mind, it would be a toast to celebrate.

"What type do you like? Your conditions are very good, and I can introduce you to some of my friends when you have time." GuQingPei added: "Don't say you like Song Juhan, where can I find someone like that? Go." He blinked and smiled.

He Gu also smiled: "Actually, I don't know either." What type of person he likes, he has hardly considered this question. His likes have been stereotyped by Song Juhan many years ago, and Song Juhan is unique.

"Well, it's nothing. When you have time, I will show you more people in the circle. You can't be too out of touch with the times."

Why laugh. GuQingPei is right, maybe if he knows more people and sees the world more, he won't be so narrowly revolving around those wishful feelings. Of course, he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong now, who cares. If he can really seek benevolence forever, he just can't get someone.

After a few casual chats, GuQingPei talked about wanting to poach him again, why did he know that this was GuQingPei's main purpose, and even deliberately revealing his sexuality and getting closer to each other might be to achieve this purpose, However, it is a good thing that his ability has been affirmed. The two of them talked very much, and he was really moved.

After the party that day, his relationship with GuQingPei became much closer, and he also had a deeper understanding of the company GuQingPei was about to take office. After finishing the few cases at hand, he planned to take a good rest for a while during the Chinese New Year. , seriously consider it.

Soon it was his birthday, which happened to be the weekend, but he still woke up early as usual at work.

After breakfast, he got a fucking call. Since his father passed away, the mother and son have only seen each other once in more than ten years. The only connection between them is a phone call on his birthday and a red envelope he sent him during the new year. It's estranged courtesies and greetings, as if it were a routine that had to be done based on their kinship.

This year seems to be a little different, the fucking voice doesn't sound as spirited as in previous years, and he asks him how he is doing in a calm voice.

He Gu frowned: "Mom, are you not feeling well?"

"Oh, low blood pressure, old trouble, how about you?"

"I am OK."

"That's good...you're 28 years old, time goes by so fast."

"yes."

There was a sigh from the other end of the phone: "Have a good birthday, remember to add clothes when it's cold."

"Okay, you also pay attention to your body."

Hanging up the phone, He Gu sank into the sofa and stayed for a while.

His parents' marriage was a complete tragedy. His father was a cowardly and unambitious teacher, and his mother was a strong woman who couldn't settle for the status quo. Because of principles and values, the two quarreled from his sensible to adolescence. He was quite frightened when he was a child, and then heard them quarrel. , can pass through the living room and go back to the room to read a book as if nothing had happened. A family of three lives in a small apartment, but it seems to be divided into three worlds, and it is difficult for each other to integrate into each other. Since then, he has probably become more and more taciturn.

He prepared very early that they would divorce, but he didn't expect that his father's death would come before the divorce. After his father died, his mother was like a bird that finally got rid of the bondage, and spread its wings in the wind to pursue a better life and a better marriage. He has heard relatives talk about the fucking status quo over the years, he is very capable, and owns a listed company with his current husband, but these have nothing to do with him.

Faced with his father's death and his mother's indifference in the early years, he still resented, but now he is numb.

In fact, this is not bad, at least he doesn't have to face the censure of his parents and family because of his sexuality.

He grabbed his phone and sent a text message to Komatsu: Is Ju Han busy today?

After waiting for a long time, there was no response. He simply called and no one answered. He had to put down the phone and read a book.

It was not until noon that Komatsu called him back: "Hey, He Gu, I'm sorry, we were filming the mv in the morning, I didn't hear it."

"It's okay, are you all done now?"

"It's still a little bit, what are you doing?"

"It doesn't matter, let's talk when you're done."

"Shall I tell Brother Han?"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu didn't feel disappointed. He already knew that Song Juhan wouldn't remember, this big star was born heartless and couldn't remember, so he reminded him over and over again. The most important thing in his life is patience.

When it was dinner time, He Gu called Xiaosong again, but no one answered. He called Song Juhan again, but also did not answer. He shook the phone and threw it on the sofa. It seemed that there was no drama today.

He put on an apron, cooked himself a bowl of longevity noodles, cut a few slices of beef, sprinkled with fresh green onion, laid a poached egg, and steamed it out of the pot. Be calm.

Just after taking two bites, there was a sudden noise from the door, followed by the sound of the key being twisted, He Gu suddenly stood up and walked quickly towards the door.

The next second, the door opened. Song Juhan was wearing sunglasses, a peaked cap, and a dark red short down jacket, which made the legs wrapped in black jeans look outrageously long. It just appeared.

Why was stunned, as if his heart was being gently beaten by something, it was numb and numb, wandering with boundless warmth.

Song Juhan was carrying a bunch of things in his hand: "What are you doing standing there, come and pick it up."

He Gu reacted and hurried over to take the bag in his hand: "You, why are you here?"

Only then did Song Juhan take off his sunglasses and cap: "Didn't you tell me to accompany you on your birthday?"

He Gu blinked his eyes, and was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Song Juhan heaved a sigh of relief: "It's getting colder and colder. Today, I filmed the mv outside for a day, and I'm freezing to death."

He Gu put down the things and wrapped his cold hands with his hands: "The heating in the room is full, and it will be fine in a while."

Song Juhan looked at He Gu's eyes full of smiles and joy, in a good mood, and said with a smile, "Are you happy?"

He Gu said sincerely: "I'm glad, I didn't expect you to remember."

"I'm not seven or eighty, so why can't I remember." In fact, it was Xiaosong who suddenly remembered and reminded him, but seeing He Gu's happy look, there was no need to say, he tapped the bag beside his feet with his chin: "This is me A present for Komatsu to pick."

"Thank you." There was a pile of gold lying on the ground now, and he wouldn't lower his head to take a look, because his eyes were reluctant to leave Song Juhan. In the past six years, there have been occasional episodes of warmth like this, even if it is only once or twice a year, it is like a charcoal fire in the cold winter, enough to warm him for a long time.

Song Juhan glanced at the dining table: "Do you eat this on your birthday?"

"I didn't expect you to come."

"Even if you live by yourself, buy some cake."

"I don't like sweets."

Song Juhan frowned and said, "Let's go, I'll take you out for a big meal."

He Gu pulled him: "Ju Han, it's cold outside, let's not go out, I'll cook another bowl of noodles, you can eat with me."

Song Juhan hugged his chest and looked at him: "You just want to celebrate your birthday like this?"

He Gu nodded: "Nothing is wrong."

"Okay, it's your birthday anyway." Song Juhan suddenly found the big TV in the living room, his eyes lit up, "Have you changed the TV?"

"Don't you think you were too small before?"

"Has the game been updated?"

He Gu showed a doting smile: "It's all updated, let's go and play."

Song Juhan took off his coat and threw it aside to play games.

He Gu looked at Song Juhan nestled in the sofa, his long legs resting on the coffee table, holding the handle in his hands, concentrating, the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from rising. This picture was too perfect and too warm, as if Song Juhan belonged here, belonged to this family. He pursed his lips and smiled and entered the kitchen.

He first cooked a cup of honey ginger tea for Song Juhan, and then cooked a bowl of noodles, and then greeted Song Juhan for dinner.

The two sat facing each other, each holding a bowl of longevity noodles and smiling at each other.

He Gu said: "Ju Han, I am very happy that you can come today. If I knew you were coming, I would definitely prepare more of your favorite food."

Song Juhan licked the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes like a fox: "You are my favorite food."

He Gu always had a smile on his lips: "Eat well."

Song Juhan took two bites of noodles: "By the way, do you want to change cars?"

"Huh? What kind of car?"

"Your car has been running for four or five years. Do you want to change it? Today is your birthday, so just say whatever you want."

"No, I'm used to driving." After all, he is an employee of a state-owned enterprise. The current car matches his income and position. If he changes another one, the impact will not be very good.

"Then what do you want?"

"Didn't you buy a gift?" He Gu glanced at the pile of gift bags, "I'll take a look at it later."

"What are those, you've been with me for so many years, don't be too polite." Song Juhan stared at He Ge without blinking.

He Gu smiled indifferently: "I have food, drinks, a house and a car, and I really can't think of what I'm missing for a while."

Song Juhan sneered: "Do you need to live so innocently and with few desires?" He often couldn't see why, this person was sometimes simple and transparent, and sometimes hidden. Even he himself was surprised that he would keep why with him for so many years.

"Pure heart and few desires to maintain health." He Gu's tone was light, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Materially, he really lacked everything, and only Song Juhan could give him spiritual satisfaction. Now that he was in front of his eyes, this birthday was enough.

After eating the noodles, Song Juhan drank the honey ginger tea, urging He Gu to open the gift with his eyes.

He Gu put the gift bag on the coffee table and opened it one by one. There were clothes, ties, watches, cufflinks, belts, and several sets of men's skin care products. He Gu shook his head helplessly: "This kid Komatsu is more gay than me."

"Put it down, he sees his girlfriend is like a puppy." Song Juhan picked up a tie and put it on He Gu's neck for comparison, "Well, Xiaosong has been with me for three years, and his taste is much better, just now When I come, I will wear a big undershirt that will fall off the soil."

"It's not because you scolded him, so don't be too harsh on him. I think he did a good job." Taking advantage of Song Juhan's good mood, He Gu hurriedly said two good things to Xiaosong. In all fairness, Xiaosong has a good character. Soft-tempered, quick-witted, diligent, and the most important thing is strong endurance, Song Juhan may be hard-pressed to find an assistant who is more agreeable than this.

Song Juhan smiled: "Well, he did a good job. It's time for a salary increase during the new year." Song Juhan tugged at his tie, He Gu leaned forward, and pressed his four warm lips together.

For some reason, Song Juhan remembered the kiss between He Gu and Zhuang Jieyu, and felt unhappy. He pressed the spoon on the back of He Gu's head, kissed the soft lips hard, and then opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, wanton entanglement.

He Gu narrowed his eyes. Song Juhan rarely kissed seriously. Most of the time, it was just a prelude to going to bed. His concentration on the kiss surprised He Ge and enjoyed it.

He Gu didn't think about it any more, he wrapped his arms around Song Juhan's neck, and felt this rare and devoted kiss with his heart.

Song Juhan stroked his back, panting slightly, "I'll give you one last chance, what do you want for your birthday?"

"I want you." He Gu pushed Song Juhan's shoulder onto the sofa.

The two of them wanted toWang Zhengnong, but the cell phone rang suddenly, why were they a little confused, and when they realized that it was their own cell phone, they didn't want to pick it up. Song Juhan naturally didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but the caller The people who are so persistent are so persistent that one does not pick up two, and if they do not pick up, they call a third.

Song Juhan was finally annoyed, straightened his waist, and grabbed the phone on the coffee table: "Who the hell doesn't have such eyes..." He was stunned when he saw the name on the caller ID.

He Gu's face was flushed, and he panted and asked, "Who is it?"

Song Juhan's face went from wandering in spring to freezing to ice, and in just an instant, he said solemnly, "Feng, Zheng?"