GuQingPei came back in time to ease He Gu's embarrassment.

Seeing the two of them sitting together, GuQingPei teased: "Jie Yu, I found out that you are very interested in why."

Zhuang Jieyu said without hesitation: "Yes, don't you think he is very funny?"

GuQingPei smiled inexplicably: "It's kind of fun."

He Gu's face couldn't hang, and he coughed lightly.

GuQingPei laughed and said, "Alright, I won't tease you."

Zhuang Jieyu poured wine for He Gu, and the three of them clink glasses together.

Zhuang Jieyu is very troublesome, He Gu called him to become "Uncle He", Gu Qing Pei was amused by him and kept laughing, but He Gu was extremely helpless.

In the end, the two of them just added WeChat. Zhuang Jieyu put his arms around He Gu's neck and forced him to promise not to delete it, otherwise he would not let go. He Gu finally had to agree.

Although he had a headache for Zhuang Jieyu, having such a playful person to ease the atmosphere did improve his mood.

When he got home that night, He Gu found an envelope stuffed through the crack of the door. When he opened it, it was a svip ticket for Song Juhan's concert, an exclusive parking ticket, and a note left by Komatsu: "Brother, I'll be waiting for you." .

He Gu shook the ticket and slowly put it on his eyes, still smelling the slightest scent of ink.

go? not going?

In fact, it only took two hours to get back from Tang City by train, and the concert started at 8 o'clock in the evening, which was completely in time.

Song Juhan's concerts over the years, except for a few who are abroad, he has no time to go to. As long as he is in China, he has never missed a single one, which seems to have become a ritual. To break a belief, perhaps it should start with this symbolic ritual.

When He Gu passed the trash can, he hesitated and put the ticket in the drawer.

On New Year's Day, the company sent a car to take them to Tang City, where they ate and drank at noon, and held a ribbon-cutting ceremony in the afternoon. As the chief engineer of the project, he still has to give a speech, but he is not in a good state. Fortunately, this kind of speech does not require any eloquence.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the government wanted to keep them for dinner, and they could go back with the company's car early if they wanted to.

He Gu should have stayed, but he made the excuse that he was uncomfortable, so he got into the car and went back. He didn't like those social occasions at all, and when he encountered someone who wanted to drink, he would hide if he could.

When got home, it was already dark, He Gu looked at his watch, it was past seven o'clock in the evening.

He touched his stomach and felt a little hungry, so he casually warmed up some leftovers and kept looking at his watch while eating.

The concert...is about to begin.

Even if it’s too late now, it’s New Year’s Day today, and the road must be very congested. Maybe I’m here and the concert is almost over. It’s better to watch the live broadcast at home.

He Ge turned on the TV, and the entertainment channel was indeed broadcasting Song Juhan's New Year's Eve concert. Looking at the brilliant man on the stage who dumped all beings, tens of thousands of fans offstage went crazy for him alone.

The music on TV has faded too much, but it's still intoxicating. He Gu felt that his heart was beating thumpingly, as if it was already surging with the rhythm of the music. He clenched his fists, struggled for a moment, thumped the sofa hard, stood up, grabbed his jacket and tickets, and rushed out like a fly.

He wanted to see it, wanted to see Song Juhan standing like an emperor on the stage in the clouds and sang to his heart's content, wanted to see Song Juhan invincible and full of energy, his concentration and love for music was seen in everything and anyone. not reach. Maybe the reason why he likes to watch the concert live is to see Song Juhan sincerely loving something.

He was so charming, but sadly it was never his.

He Gu jumped into the car and drove to the gym at the fastest speed. The road was really jammed.

Even if you can listen to a full song.

When he arrived at the gym, it was already past nine o'clock, so why did he show his ticket. Since the gym was full, the staff personally led him around from the backstage, but when he walked to the front row, he found that his seat was already empty. Being occupied, the staff wanted to go up to chase people, He Gu said: "Forget it, I'll just stand here and watch, it's almost over." He recognized that it was Komatsu's girlfriend, and he was standing on the main stage now. On the side, it was actually very close to Song Juhan, and he could see it clearly, but it was blocked by equipment, so Song Juhan could not notice him easily, which was better.

"Sir, this is not good, your ticket is the best seat."

"It's alright, go get busy."

He Gu's position was a little close to the sound box, the music was deafening, and the fans' shouts broke the sky, but in such a cluttered environment, Song Juhan's singing voice was like a river, flowing strongly into his heart, with his blood flowing to his limbs. Bai Zhe made his whole body tremble.

The man on the stage seems to be the center of the universe, the freezing point of time. He controls the heart of everyone present. They rise and fall with his emotional highs. In the end, it filled his brain in an instant, and in the end, it all turned into a strong desirethought. How much he wanted to hug Song Juhan, how much he thought that this person only looked at him and sang for him alone.

I really want to have him, really want to monopolize him, really want to think about it, that desire can't break through the shackles of the flesh-body, and sway between heaven and earth!

A heavy drum sound came, He Gu suddenly woke up, took a deep breath, and his eyes widened in shock.

What was he thinking about? He shouldn't have thought that way!

After a song was sung, Song Juhan coughed lightly, and said with a smile in his gentle and lazy voice, "Are you happy to hear it?"

Fans can't wait to turn their whole body into shouts, scrambling to get their voices into the ears of the gods. It's a pity that there are too many people who love Song Juhan. Who can he see and hear?

Song Juhan chuckled twice: "Just be happy, I sing so that someone can listen to it happily."

He Gu couldn't help but covered his heart with his hands. This heart didn't listen to his commands, and was about to pop out of his throat.

After Song Juhan sang the last song, he sang two more songs in the sound of "Encore" in the sky, and the concert ended in a still high-pitched atmosphere.

He Gu originally wanted to leave with the crowd at the scene, but he stepped back halfway, he wanted to see Song Juhan, and he wanted to see him strongly.

He squeezed for a long time, and finally returned to the position just now. He wanted to go through the backstage to find Song Juhan, but was stopped by the staff. He was about to call Xiaosong, and happened to meet the keyboard player of Song Juhan's team.

"Hey, isn't it for some reason, when did you come? I didn't even look at you."

"Oh, I'm late." He Gu said, "Asheng, can you let me in?"

"What's the problem with that?" Ah Sheng said a few words to the staff and put He Ge in.

"Asheng, is Ju Han in the lounge?"

"It should be there, there's no one left when I step down, maybe I'm in a hurry, hahahaha." Ah Sheng pointed him the way, "The rest room follows this road and turns right to the end, I'll go home to accompany the child first. ."

"Okay, thanks, bye." He Gu walked quickly down the corridor, feeling uneasy.

What do you want to say when you see Song Juhan? Why don't you just go back and pretend that he hasn't been here before... He thought so, but he turned the corner in disbelief, and there was a row of lounges in front of him, with the name cards of the musicians of Song Juhan's team posted on them. , The last room is Song Juhan's.

He Gu took a deep breath and was about to knock on the door when he walked over. He was stunned as soon as he raised his hand.

There were rough-heavy wheezing and crashing sounds from the lounge, and an emotional voice kept shouting "Brother Han", accompanied by an uncontrollable low-pitched cry.

Why the whole person froze. He looked around at a loss, but fortunately, there was no one, and no one could see his embarrassment and embarrassment at the moment.

He showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and at that moment he just felt like a knife to his heart.

Why, you are so funny. More than six years, more than 2,000 days and nights, is not enough for you to understand, why do you dare to have expectations?

He took a forceful step back, then turned and walked quickly back and forth.

Suddenly a person came out of the corner, why couldn't dodge, and the two collided.

"Ouch... Brother He Gu?" Komatsu was startled when he saw He Gu, "Why, why are you here? Didn't you come?"

He Gu's face was pale and said lightly, "I'm late."

Komatsu looked nervously into the depths of the corridor and swallowed: "Then you...you went to see Brother Han?"

He Gu was noncommittal: "I'll go back first." After saying that, he crossed Komatsu and was about to leave.

"Hey, brother." Xiaosong remembered scratching his ears and cheeks, "Brother Han didn't know you were here, but he, he was looking forward to your coming."

Why did he just run away as if he didn't hear it.

Until he got back in the car, He Gu still felt his cheeks get hot. Except for the word "idiot", he couldn't find a better adjective to describe himself now.

He leaned on the back of the chair, gasping for breath, in order to relieve the dense pain from his heart a little.

Haven't you gotten used to it? Who is Song Juhan sleeping with? Where is his turn to take care of? It's just that Song Juhan's recent series of actions are too confusing, making him dazed, so he thinks too much and doesn't bother himself.

Really deserve it.

He Gu started the car and lowered the windows, letting the howling winter wind cut through his skin and freeze his brain.

When the car drove downstairs, Song Juhan's phone also called. He Gu looked at the name on the caller ID, slowly removed the back cover, and unplugged the battery.

After returning home, He Gu sat quietly in the dark living room for a long time.

For the project delivery in Tang City, the biggest burden a year ago was taken off. The boss gave him three days off. Facing this extra vacation, He Ge didn't know what to do. His life was really boring, as if there was nothing to be concerned about or interested in except Song Juhan.

This will not work.

He Gu thought about it for a long time and decided to go to Shenshi to see his mother. He picked up the landline and called his mother.

The mother was surprised to receive his call: "Why? Are you all right?"

"It's okay, why are you asking that?"

The voice on the other side was a little embarrassed: "Oh, you don't usually call."

"I have nothing to do, just the day after tomorrow I just went to Shanghai on a business trip and wanted to see you."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and the voice suddenly became a little excited: "Really, really? Do you want to see me?"

He Gu listened to his mother's uneasy voice with obvious joy, and his heart was a little sour, "Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Okay, what time is your flight, I'll pick you up."

"No need, the company has arranged for a good reception. When we arrive the day after tomorrow, let's find a place to eat."

"Okay, okay, contact me when you arrive."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu took a shower and fell on the bed.

After a day of running, he was extremely tired. He regretted going to that concert very much. He was asking for trouble.

He Gu unknowingly fell asleep, but he didn't seem to have slept for long when he heard the door open. He suddenly woke up, was Song Juhan here?

The next second, the light in the bedroom suddenly turned on, so why did he cover his eyes reflexively, and only had time to see a tall figure clearly.

Song Juhan stood at the door, looking at He Gu with a stiff expression.

He Gu's eyes slowly adapted to the light, he put down his hand, and buried his head in the quilt.

Song Juhan strode up and dragged He Gu from the quilt: "Why didn't you tell me when you came?"

He Gu rubbed his eyes and whispered, "I'm very sleepy."

"When the hell did you come? Why didn't I see you!" Song Juhan was simply furious.

Why not only feel a little funny, what kind of temperament does Song Juhan have? He squinted and said, "I'm late, the concert is good."

Song Juhan's expression changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you come earlier? The space reserved for you..."

"It's nothing, I heard it clearly." He Gu deliberately increased the tone of "listening", and felt naive after speaking.

"...Which idiot let you in the backstage? Non-workers are not allowed to enter the backstage, who the hell let you in." Song Juhan was so angry that he lost his temper.

"No one is stopping you." He Gu yawned, he really didn't have the strength to face Song Juhan again, or he didn't want to, "I'm really sleepy, let me sleep." He closed his eyes, as if isolating Song Juhan. Out of sight, he can also be isolated from his world.

Song Juhan stared at He Gu's tightly closed eyebrows, his face turned blue and white, and sat stiffly on the bed for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed He Gu's hair.

Why is there no response.

He reached into the quilt, his cold hand touched He Gu's skin, and He Gu shivered. He was even more aggressive and caressed freely.

He Ge twisted in the quilt and wanted to dodge, but Song Juhan turned his back on him, kissed him on his cheek, neck, and chest, pulling on the loose nightgown with his hands.

He Gu was completely awake at this time, struggling desperately, pushing Song Juhan with all his strength.

Song Juhan was annoyed: "What are you doing!"

He Gu's eyes were red, he pushed Song Juhan hard, and he bounced off the bed, shouting in a louder voice than Song Juhan, "What are you doing!"

Song Juhan's clothes were thin, his hair was messy, and his face was still wearing makeup that he hadn't removed. Coupled with his shocked and somewhat aggrieved expression, he looked a little pitiful at the same time. It's just that when the pity came back to his senses, it instantly turned into a high-pitched anger: "Are you enough! You are making a shit! Have you stopped during this time? I fucking apologized for the last time. What else do you want?! Are you menopause early, and you dare to show me!"

He Gu's clothes were wide open and his chest was undulating violently. The feeling of suffocation when facing Song Juhan forced him to spend several times the effort in order to breathe smoothly, but he was used to it, staying by Song Juhan's side was never the same. It's an easy thing, it's ridiculous how so many people want to get close to this arrogant star.

He Gu lowered his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "I'm already very tired today, can you let me rest?"

The expression on Song Juhan's face was a little distorted. He clenched his fists tightly and looked at the tiredness on He Gu's face. He finally resisted the attack and got up and went to the bathroom.

Why did he fall back on the bed, and for a while, he seemed to have no strength to move his fingers.

He was in a daze listening to the rushing water coming from the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of the water stopped, Song Juhan got into the bed again with a full body of water vapor, hugged He Gu tightly, pressed his forehead to his forehead, and whispered, "We haven't done it for a long time."

Why pretend to sleep.

Song Juhan was silent for a while, and suddenly complained in a low voice, "Why are you treating me worse and worse?"