He Gu slept undisturbed for a day. At night, the fever subsided, and people suddenly became very hungry. He called Xiao Song twice, but there was no response. He had to force his body to get out of bed. Unexpectedly, his legs became weak and almost fall.

It wasn't until he was about to reach the door that Xiaosong wiped his saliva and ran in: "Brother, I just fell asleep, what do you want? Are you hungry?"

He Gu sighed and said softly, "I'm hungry and want to go to the toilet."

"I'll help you." Komatsu helped He Gu to the toilet, "I'll go to the kitchen to get you something hot."

After He Gu finished using the toilet, looking at the pale and gaunt man in the mirror, a burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart. He has always been a person with good self-control. He can put himself in a position where he can handle time, fame and fortune, emotions, gains and losses, but when he encounters Song Juhan alone, he spends ten times the self-control. But he can barely make himself less rude.

Song Juhan was simply his debt, and he couldn't pay it back even after he emptied himself.

He Gu washed his face and slowly moved back to the bed. When Komatsu brought him food, he just climbed into the bed when he heard the door open, and Komatsu called out "Brother Han".

He Gu's nerves immediately tensed up like tight strings. He didn't want to admit it, but Song Juhan last night scared him.

They have known each other for so many years, and they have never quarreled, but they have never touched anything. Song Juhan smashed things when he was in a hurry. He knew that Song Juhan was enduring it because he had seen Song Juhan and others do it too hard. The drunken man, the madman who was the exact opposite of his face, let him know for the first time how terrible Song Juhan can be.

He lay down and covered the quilt, trying to pretend to sleep, but Song Juhan had already come in, holding the hot porridge in his hand and put it beside the bed.

Song Juhan sat on the chair, looking at He Gu's closed eyes and the tired dark circles on his eyelids, bit his lip lightly, and stroked He Gu's hair: "Open your eyes, I know you are not asleep."

He Gu slowly opened his eyes, he looked at Song Juhan, there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"I told Komatsu to go home. He has warmed up the porridge. Get up and eat some."

Why did not speak, he wanted to see if Song Juhan could really be so calm.

Song Juhan's scalp felt numb under such straightforward gaze, and he ruffled his hair irritably: "I drank too much last night... But, but you lied to me first."

He Gu's heart filled with anger, he sat up, took a bite of the porridge, and said, "I lied to you, what are you going to do, kill me?"

Song Juhan narrowed his eyes: "You...you're here for Feng Zheng?"

"It has nothing to do with Feng Zheng." In fact, even if Song Juhan didn't say it, he planned to completely alienate Feng Zheng. He was not blind. Feng Zheng's obvious provocation last night had exceeded the limit of a friend. But his decision is his decision. If he compromises with Song Juhan, he will give in to his last bottom line. For six years, he has retreated again and again, and finally forced himself into a narrow corner, so narrow that the whole world has nothing left. The next person. As long as he still has the slightest thought to save himself, he can't let Song Juhan occupy his entire world, otherwise his world will collapse on the day of separation.

Just insisting on this point, he can't retreat.

Song Juhan clenched his fists: "Why, sometimes I really want to open your head to see what's inside!"

He Gu stared blankly ahead, eating porridge mechanically. Song Juhan was right beside him, but he didn't feel anything. The anger receded as soon as it reached his throat. He couldn't even raise the strength of his anger, besides being tired, he was still tired.

When Song Juhan saw He Gu didn't speak, his chest heaved violently a few times. Finally, he suppressed his unhappiness, slowly stretched out his hand, and smoothed He Gu's hair: "Don't see Feng Zheng again, okay." His tone was full of discussion. .

"Okay." He Gu said flatly.

Song Juhan probably didn't expect why he would agree so bluntly. After being stunned, he suddenly felt a little happy: "You, you should have been obedient, why do you have to provoke me, you know I have a bad temper..." Song Juhan said more and more The smaller the sound.

He Gu put down the bowl and said tiredly, "I'm tired." He was about to lie down.

"Wait a minute." Song Juhan suddenly took out a file bag, "This is for you, I wanted to give it to you on your birthday, but there was a problem with the procedure and it was delayed."

"Let's put it there." He Gu didn't even look at it.

Song Juhan frowned: "You don't even ask what it is?"

Why did he get into the bed and closed his eyes.

Song Juhan took a deep breath: "The fund I bought for you is enough for you to earn a lifetime."

Why no response.

Song Juhan was so annoyed that he threw the document bag on the bedside table: "Why, you're so much harder to please than my dad."

He Gu heard the words and opened his eyes: "If you want to apologize, just say 'sorry' directly."

Song Juhan was stunned, pursed his lips, and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

"I want to sleep."

Song Juhan felt a little flustered in his heart, why had he never been so indifferent to him, he pushed why: "If you are angry, hit me, I promise not to fight back."

He Gu looked at him quietly: "Does it make sense?"

"You think anyone can hit me. I'll let you punch me in the face, but you can only punch me in the face."

"I mean does it make sense for you to do this." Is it because of guilt? Song Juhan would also feel guilty, but it was really rare.

"What is meaningless!" Song Juhan gritted his teeth and said, "I've apologized, and I won't bother with you about Feng Zheng's affairs. What else do you want?"

He Gu took a slow breath and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to sleep."

Song Juhan simply took off his jacket viciously: "Okay, if you want to sleep, I'll accompany you."

Before He Ge could stop it, Song Juhan kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

He Ge wanted to hide as if he was electrocuted, but Song Juhan hugged him from behind: "...Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan pressed his forehead against He Gu's back and said softly, "You are so hot."

He Ge had the shiver of being licked by the beast's mouth, his face was extremely ugly, but he couldn't break free from Song Juhan's arms.

"Don't move." Song Juhan closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the heat radiating from He Gu's skin, "Why, I was abnormal last night, so you can treat me as a drunk, alright? I don't want to hurt you, don't you? I'm afraid I'll be okay."

Why is the body stiff and the brain congested and dizzy.

"I can give you anything you want, as long as you speak, I will be nice to you." Song Juhan kissed He Gu's neck, "Can you just... forget about last night?"

Saying these soft words almost exhausted Song Juhan's strength to suckle, and he felt his face also get hot.

Why a little bewildered. This was the first time Song Juhan bowed his head to him. Song Juhan like this was really strange, just like the madman last night.

If it was before, he would definitely be touched, but now he is only deeply helpless. He could only close his eyes, and wish he could close his ears, hoping that the oppression of Song Juhan being by his side could be erased from his five senses.

There has never been a moment like now that he hoped that Song Juhan would disappear from his side.

Sometimes he felt that he might be looking forward to a breakup, because he couldn't have the courage to resist his six-year persistence, so he wanted Song Juhan to give him a neat release.

But Song Juhan just tightened his arms.

Why is the body in good condition, the fever subsided quickly, but the spirit has been sluggish.

The boss thought why was he tired, and his conscience discovered that he temporarily dispatched two people. Why was he really desperate.

On the third day after the wine party, He Gu received a call from Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng heard the coldness in He Gu's voice and said apologetically, "Why, I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive that day."

He Gu said indifferently: "You are not only impulsive, you have crossed the line."

"I saw Song Juhan being so angry with you, what did he take you for, did he respect you!" Feng Zheng said, the more excited he became.

"Feng Zheng." He Gu's heart filled with sadness, "I don't want to be a weight for you to compete with Song Juhan. It seems that time has passed, and we can't go back, because too many things have changed."

"Why, I'm really sorry, but I'm really doing it for your own good. You'll ruin yourself if you go on like this."

"Feng Zheng, you used to be my best friend, let me think about it." He Gu had a sour nose, hung up the phone before his voice changed, and neatly pulled Feng Zheng's phone into the blacklisted.

That's it, that Feng Zheng with a bright smile and a little temper of a young master no longer exists, and he would rather that person live in the memory of his youth.

In fact, Feng Zheng didn't do anything wrong. He went too far and too deep to look back.

After that day, Song Juhan would show up at his house every three or five minutes, saying that he was busy preparing for the concert, but he might suddenly touch the bed at two in the middle of the night and hug him to sleep.

He Ge was also so busy that he wanted to stick his feet on the construction site. When he got home, he just took a shower and went to bed. He didn't have time to think about Song Juhan, or rather, he avoided thinking. So Song Juhan appeared at his house six times in two weeks, but the two of them didn't say a word.

One day, why was it so rare to go home early, I cooked a bowl of noodles for myself, and while I was eating, Song Juhan also came.

During this time, it was the first time they met each other before it was dark, and they were a little overwhelmed with each other.

Song Juhan sat down at the dining table and said coquettishly, "I haven't eaten yet."

He Gu put down his chopsticks, got up and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Song Juhan stared at He Gu's back, pursed his lips, stood up, hugged He Gu's waist from behind, and rubbed against his shoulders: "I like to eat what you make."

Why did not speak, and concentrated on cutting green peppers.

"My concert is scheduled for New Year's Day, and I have prepared the best place for you."

He Gu paused: "I have a new property to cut the ribbon on New Year's Day."

Song Juhan frowned: "It's fine for your boss to cut the ribbon for the new building. What if you don't go?"

"That's my project."

"The ribbon-cutting is also during the day, and my concert is at night."

"The real estate is in Tang City, and I can't make it back." He Gu thought sadly, he would never miss any of Song Juhan's concerts, and now...

Song Juhan was annoyed and let go of his hand: "Why, you did it on purpose."

He Gu also stopped, he turned his head and said word by word: "I really can't make it back."

"Why!" Song Juhan roared angrily, "Have you had enough trouble during this time? I apologize to you, and I am willing to make it up to you. Besides, it was you who lied to me first, if it weren't for you and me for so many years, change I've been fucking someone else long ago... long ago... what do you still want?"

What do you want? Why is he also very confused about this issue, what does he think?

Maybe, he wants to go back to the past, but how long ago was it? Is it the past when he and Song Juhan were "reciprocal and mutually beneficial" and lived in peace, or when he was full of passion and affection, or when he and Song Juhan were together, only let the perfect young man with golden light live in his beautiful memory. the past? Going back to the past, whether or not to know Song Juhan is a problem of the century.

"Say, what do you want?! If you dare to say it, I will dare to promise you!" Song Juhan pointed at He Gu, his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

For a moment, He Gu wanted to say, do you dare to have a serious relationship with me, but he couldn't say it. When he thought so six years ago, Song Juhan replied with sarcasm. He used the most comical and cruel way to smash that wishful thinking. Now he is more mature and transparent than then, so what? Will humiliate myself again.

He knew that Song Juhan was a little guilty, and with so many people coming and going, he was never as troublesome as him, so he was a little nostalgic for him. After all, people will be loyal to their habits. If he is serious, then Live more and more.

He paused and said expressionlessly, "That ribbon-cutting is very important."

Song Juhan kicked the trash can, turned and strode out the door.

He closed his eyes and felt a little weak, not physical.

Song Juhan disappeared for a few days. On the one hand, why did he feel less pressure, but on the other hand, he tossed and turned every night and couldn't sleep. He forced himself to adapt to life without Song Juhan, but found that he would think about it countless times every day. .

This can't be entirely his fault. The publicity shops of Song Juhan's concert are everywhere, as if the whole world is shouting in his ear: Song Juhan, Song Juhan, Song Juhan!

He Ge was really unbearable to be alone. For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of loneliness that he wanted someone to accompany him, so he called GuQingPei.

GuQingPei happily agreed to his invitation.

The two made an appointment in a quiet small bar. The moment they met, they found that each other was not in a good state, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Why, what's wrong with you, you're too busy?"

He Gu nodded: "There are two projects to be delivered this month. How about Mr. Gu? He looks very tired too." Gu Qing Pei was always in high spirits in his impression.

"Hey, it's all about the company, I can't explain it clearly." GuQingPei shook his wine glass and chuckled, "I also did it myself, I don't do good leisure work, I have to come to experience it, sometimes I think about it. I'm sick."

"I believe that Mr. Gu's decision was made after careful consideration."

GuQingPei said with a smile: "That's true, but the pressure has been a bit high recently... It's a coincidence that you asked me out, I'm going to Hangzhou on business tomorrow."

"Oh, it won't be an early flight, will it?"

"No, don't worry about it."

"By the way, last time my friend invited me to drink in this street, and the son of your chairman came with me."

GuQingPei's hand paused and his eyes narrowed: "Who?"

"Call Yuan Yang."

GuQingPei's expression was a little uncomfortable: "What day?"

"Middle of last month, Saturday."

"Oh." GuQingPei snorted softly, "That young master is not easy to get along with."

"Yeah, I don't pay much attention to people. President Gu has contact with him?"

GuQingPei sighed and seemed to be hesitating about something, and finally said: "Not much." As he was talking, his phone rang suddenly, he shook the phone, "Zhuang Jieyu." After speaking, he answered the phone .

The two exchanged a few words, GuQingPei said, "I'm in the bar street, which store are you in? I'm in Qingzhuan, so why is there, um, okay, come on." After hanging up the phone, he He smiled and said, "What a coincidence, he's here too, just about to ask me out."

He Gu felt uncomfortable for a while when he thought of Zhuang Jieyu, but he couldn't show anything.

After a while, Zhuang Jieyu came, alone. He came up and rubbed GuQingPei's neck affectionately, "Brother, what have you been busy with recently, I can't even call you."

"Working, nine to five, how can you be as comfortable as your actors."

"What is it about being free, being free means you have no money to make." Zhuang Jieyu sat down next to Gu Qing Pei, his legs resting on the low table, looking at He Gu and said, "Hi, long time no see."

He Ge nodded as a greeting.

"You have a good momentum now, aren't you taking on a new show?"

"I don't know if I can join. The other actor has a gold sponsor, but I have no one to support it." Zhuang Jieyu pretended to sniff, "Brother, please cover me."

GuQingPei laughed and said, "I can't afford it."

Zhuang Jieyu said with a smile, "You're handsome, I'll give you a 50% discount."

Why was he a little uncomfortable with such a suave Gu Qing Pei, so he could only cover up and drink wine.

At this moment, GuQingPei's phone rang again, he looked down and sighed, "Boss." Then he took the phone and went out.

As soon as GuQingPei left, Zhuang Jieyu stared at He Gu with a pair of small deer eyes.

He Gu frowned and ignored him.

Zhuang Jieyu stood up and sat next to him instead: "Hey, my movie is up, are you going to contribute to the box office?"

"No."

"Anyway, we also know each other. You can't even give up a few dozen yuan. It's really rude."

"I don't watch movies."

"Hey, there are people who don't watch movies."

Why didn't you answer.

"Hey, it's all because of you. Song Juhan ignores me. It's hard for me to play new plays. I could have won this role with him."

He Gu said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."

"It's up to you." Zhuang Jieyu bumped his shoulder, "How about you make up for me?"

He Gu tilted his head and looked at him: "Have you forgotten what I told you last time?"

"I remember, but I thought about it later. You are really shy. On the surface, you are serious, but you are actually very easy to be shy. Thinking about it this way is a little cute." Zhuang Jieyu smiled, "Hey , I'm really curious about you, people say that the more boring and sassy people are, the stronger they are, do you want to try it with me? If you don't want to do 1, I can do 1. "

He Gu was so angry that he wanted to slap him. He had never seen such a cheeky person as Zhuang Jieyu. If he took one step back, the other party could take three steps forward, so he had no choice at all. Get your hands dirty. He said firmly: "You don't have to go too far."

"You live your whole life. You can get whatever you want. If you can get it, you can count on your ability, but if you can't get fortune-telling, how can you make an inch." Zhuang Jieyu approached him and said mysteriously, "I just want to know, you Such mature prohibitiondesireis a sultry man, what is it like in bed."

He Gu glared at him, Zhuang Jieyu showed a beautiful and lovely smile and blinked.