He Gu was stunned: "Oh."

"'Oh'?" Song Juhan held the phone tightly: "Have you been in contact?"

"Um."

"when?"

"Some time ago."

"Meet?"

"Well." He Gu looked at Song Juhan's uncertain face, and sighed in his heart, it seemed that his birthday was over.

The phone was still ringing indefinitely, Song Juhan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and with a flick of his finger, the call was connected.

Before He Gu had time to stop, Song Juhan had already turned on the speakerphone, and Feng Zheng's voice came with a smile: "He Gu, happy birthday!"

Song Juhan was sitting on He Gu at this time, he narrowed his eyes and looked down at He Gu.

He Gu was about to reach for the phone, but Song Juhan didn't give him a chance, and spoke with a strong sarcasm: "President Feng, what are you looking for?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Feng Zheng's voice sank two scales: "Oh, Song Daxing, you two are together."

Song Juhan chuckled: "Of course, I won't accompany him on his birthday, should I let others accompany him?"

"Song Daxingxing's harem is too big, I'm worried you won't be able to accompany you."

"Whether I can come with you, what kind of heart does Mr. Feng have?" Song Juhan's hand gripping the phone tightened, as if he was holding Feng Zheng's neck.

He Gu said with his mouth shape: Ju Han, give me your phone! He desperately wanted to grab the phone, but Song Juhan simply put his palm on his chest and pressed him obediently on the sofa. Some are disgusting.

Song Juhan's hands were too strong, He Gu suddenly felt that his internal organs were being oppressed, not to mention sitting up, even his breathing was a little difficult.

Feng Zheng changed his breath and said as calmly as possible: "Give the phone to He Ge, I'll have a word with him."

A look of grimness flashed across Song Juhan's face: "I'm sorry, He Gu's mouth is a little busy, so I can't speak now."

He Gu narrowed his eyes, and almost shouted in unison with Feng Zheng, "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan directly cut off the phone and fell out viciously.

He Gu's chest was heaving up and down, and his face was flushed. When he and Song Juhan were together, he endured it and never complained. After all, he was rushing to like others, but no matter how calm he was, as a man, he would never lose face with outsiders.

Song Ju stared at him coldly: "You met, but you didn't tell me."

He Gu took a deep breath: "I see so many people every day, do I have to tell you each one?"

"Feng Zheng is the same as everyone else!" Song Ju coldly snorted, "I haven't seen you for so many years. He still remembers your birthday, but he is very attentive. When did you meet, how many times, and what did you do?"

He Gu gritted his teeth: "We didn't go to bed."

Song Juhan was stunned.

He Gu's mood has calmed down, he stared into Song Juhan's eyes, and said word by word: "We didn't go to bed, and I didn't mess with anyoneI also have a physical examination every year, so you don't have to worry about it. Right."

Song Juhan's hand was hanging by his side, and it gradually tightened. Why did he block him so that he couldn't take a word? Yes, isn't that what he asked for He Ge? He said it himself... He said maliciously Say, "It's good that you have this self-awareness."

"Yes." He Gu's expression calmly showed no emotion: "After all, this is my only advantage."

Song Juhan got up, kicked open the gift bag next to the sofa, grabbed his coat, and was about to leave.

"Ju Han." He Gu lowered his head and stopped him.

Song Juhan turned to look at him, his eyes cold.

"You said you wanted to give me a birthday present. Anything you want will do. Does it count?"

Song Juhan did not speak.

He Ge raised his head, his pupils were pitch black, as deep as a pool of stagnant water: "I said I wanted you, stay with me today."

Song Ju smiled coldly and said sarcastically, "My appearance fee is 80,000 yuan per minute. You can't afford to spend two hours with you in your whole life. If you are really empty, find a stick."

He Ge clenched his fists, his facial features extremely stiff.

Song Juhan turned around and left.

The moment the door was slammed, He Gu jumped up from the sofa, kicked the heavy coffee table to the ground, kicked several times as if he didn't understand the hatred, and the back of his foot hurt, and he didn't even notice it. . He gasped heavily, his chest rose and fell violently, and he felt a little dazed. In the end, he felt like the world was spinning, so he had to sit down with his head in his arms.

Are the wires going to burn out...

He Gu raised a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

If... if Song Juhan had shown the worst side to him from the very beginning, would he have fallen headlong without hesitation? No, he will keep it at a distance, he will always regard Song Juhan as an unreachable star, with so much attention from the earth to the starry sky, that's all, and only when the stars are so far away will he not be caught Fascinated by that light.

But there is no if.

What's the use of drinking alcohol until you know it's poisonous? Poison to the bone, immortal medicine is difficult to redeem.

He why lied down on the sofa feebly, looking at the familiar ceiling, his memories rolled like clouds and kept emerging.

Six years ago, when he was doing an internship and writing a dissertation, Song Juhan, as an honorary alumnus, attended their school's bicentennial dinner. He knew that Song Juhan had returned to China, but he did not expect Song Juhan to attend such a simple banquet. At that time, he was rude and stupid. How could he know the packaging strategy such as creating a positive image, he just thought that Song Juhan still had his alma mater in his heart, and he was really a good person. .

He was a top student with a full scholarship and a student representative in the banquet speech, so the two met backstage again.

After many years, he could not forget the scene when he saw Song Juhan again.

Their school is a first-class famous school in China. The newly built auditorium can accommodate 3,000 people, but the school leaders chose to hold the celebration in the auditorium in the early days of the school in order to trace the past to the present. The auditorium is a high-status antique in their school. It represents the long and heavy history of the entire school. It is well maintained, but it is old, the backstage is simple, and there is no separate lounge. Therefore, a set of tables and chairs was arranged in the corner. Song Juhan beside Song Juhan Surrounded by four bodyguards, an agent and an assistant, the student union was still guarding the entrance at the backstage, and no unrelated persons were allowed to enter. At that time, Song Juhan had already made a name for himself in the domestic entertainment industry. In order to avoid riots, fans who came here were directly stopped outside the school gate.

As soon as He Gu entered the lounge, he saw Song Juhan playing with his phone with Erlang's legs crossed. Song Juhan was wearing a gray custom suit with their school's badge on his chest. His usual lazy curly hair was meticulously fixed with hairspray. The profile of his profile was as perfect as a sculpture. The backlight of his mobile phone made him white. Skin becomes smoother and more delicate.

There were twenty or thirty people in the entire backstage, all of whom were secretly watching him or discussing, but he seemed unaware and didn't even raise his head.

Why was inexplicably nervous, he didn't know if Song Juhan still remembered him.

It's funny to think about it, what if remember it, what if don't remember it.

At this time, the head of the student union came in, checked the procedure with He Gu again, and then walked to Song Juhan's side again, and said a little nervously, "Song classmate, shall we check the procedure again?"

Song Juhan heard the words, raised his chin, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

That smile made the normally dignified and serious female minister's face turn red.

Song Juhan in high school, despite his precocious personality, he still has the youthful youthfulness of a little boy inside and outside. Now he is only 20 years old, but he already has a superstar aura that is rare at his age, especially when he gathers in a group of simple people. Among the students, it is extremely dazzling.

The female minister stammered a bit: "Uh, yes, the process is... the stage of student speeches, ah, first, that, the student representative will make a speech first, and then..."

Someone had already snickered, the minister's face turned redder, his head drooped all the way, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"I will give a speech first. I will introduce the honorary alumni at the end of the speech, and I will introduce you last." He Gu came over, and he was also very nervous. Solved the encirclement, "When you are introduced, you will come on stage to talk about your part, and then the host will come and interact with you."

Song Juhan's eyes fell on He Gu, he obviously felt that He Gu was a little familiar, he frowned slightly, and then stood up.

At the age of 20, Song Juhan was already tall, which made him feel even more oppressive.

He Gu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his hand was quietly clenched behind his back.

It's hard to imagine how a person can see this level so well. The kind of charm that bursts out from the bones, the face that can't find the slightest flaw, when it comes into contact with those deep eyes like the sea, the beauty is like a shock wave, and it hits people in the opposite direction. How much self-confidence and courage do you have to not feel ashamed when you meet Song Juhan's eyes?

At least why can't do it, the female minister can't do it, no one in this room can do it, so the moment Song Juhan stood up, he was silent.

Song Juhan tilted his head slightly: "You... have we met before?"

He Guqiang nodded calmly: "I was promoted from the high school attached to me, and we did a campus environmental protection publicity performance together."

"Oh, I remembered." Song Juhan smiled brightly, "What a coincidence, this event is going to be a collaboration again."

He Gu couldn't help laughing, and a voice in his heart was shouting: Song Juhan remembers, Song Juhan remembers!

Song Juhan's next sentence poured him another bucket of cold water: "I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory, what's your name?"

"Why, why, why, why."

Song Juhan chuckled: "Why did you choose this name, did you like Hundred Thousand Why when you were a child?" That smile was really cute.

Why does his face feel hot, the feeling of being noticed by someone who is far away is both joyful and frightening. He was only 22 years old at the time, and it was not easy for him to remain calm. After all, few people can be like Song Juhan. I am used to seeing countless big scenes and big characters, and I have long been spoiled. He also became a little stammered: "Well, my father is a teacher, he said that the most valuable thing in life is perseverance in seeking knowledge."

"Well, good name, sit down and talk." Song Juhan gave his assistant a wink.

The assistant quickly moved a stool and put it aside, He Gu didn't expect Song Juhan to talk so well, so he sat down dizzy.

"Show me the process." Song Juhan leaned over and stared at the manuscript He Gu was holding.

A faint scent of perfume rushed into He Gu's breath. Song Juhan was very close to him, with his shoulders on his shoulders. His long and curled eyelashes were like two fans, fanning and fanning under his eyelids. .

He Gu pinched himself, afraid of losing his temper. He spread out the manuscript and turned to Song Juhan's section: "I have checked this introduction with your agent in the email, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes, no problem," the agent said, directing the cameraman who appeared out of nowhere to set up the equipment.

"Oh, I see." Song Juhan nodded and looked up at He Gu with a smile in his eyes, "You speak because your grades are particularly good?"

He Gu felt his heart skip a few beats and nodded nervously.

"Our school is one of the most difficult schools in the country to take exams. Could it be that you were still the champion of the college entrance examination?"

"I was recommended by the middle school attached to it." Although he did not get the top spot in the capital, he was ranked in the top ten in the city. Because he was recommended, he didn't prepare much for the college entrance examination. He went to practice during that time. If you prepare carefully, you don't know what the results will be. However, he was able to speak on behalf of not because he had the best grades, but because the best ones had all gone abroad to exchange. He gave up his qualification as an exchange student at that time because he could not break through the social barrier of speaking English with foreigners. Although he has a very high GRE score.

"Xueba." Song Juhan teased with a smile.

The sound of the shutter suddenly came from behind, and why did not know what was going on, the back straightened suddenly, and he didn't even dare to turn his head back.

Song Juhan looked at him like a frightened bird. He couldn't help but smile. He pressed his shoulders to reassure him, "Just take some routine photos. If you don't like it, you can cover your face."

"Ah, no, it's all right." Song Juhan's hand on his shoulder was very hot. In high school, Song Juhan also put his arm around his shoulder and gave a thank you speech on the rostrum. Four years later, he still remembers Song Juhan's palm temperature.

The agent came up to fiddle with his manuscript: "Classmate, raise your arms a little bit, Ju Han, you look like you are having a serious discussion with him."

So why did he hold the manuscript stiffly, Song Juhan put his head over him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's alright, it will be over soon." The voice line is really unique, young and lazy, scratching one after another. It touches the eardrum, which makes the heart beat faster and the blood boils.

After finally taking pictures, He Gu was completely relieved.

"Hey, the host is here, Feng Zheng, why are you late at this time?" the female minister complained.

"Sorry, senior." Feng Zheng strode in.Compared with Song Juhan, who is of mature European and American blood, as a 19-year-old Oriental teenager, Feng Zheng's bones twitched too high, but his body was thin.Vigorous.

He Gu said: "Feng Zheng, just in time for you to check the process..."

"Oh..." Feng Zheng's eyes crossed He Yu, and his eyebrows frowned, "Ju Han, you are here."

"Feng Zheng." Song Juhan waved at him and greeted him with a smile.

Why was he surprised that the two knew each other?He had never heard Feng Zheng mention it, but it was not surprising. He had been following Song Juhan and never mentioned it to anyone.