Why was he busy all afternoon, when he was about to get off work, he suddenly remembered that GuQingPei hadn't moved for a long time, and he didn't seem to appear in the company group very much. Was it to avoid suspicion?

He Gu took out his mobile phone and called GuQingPei.

It took a long time for it to be connected, GuQingPei's voice sounded a little tired: "Well, why."

"Mr. Gu, how are you doing recently? I'm still busy."

"Yeah." Gu Qing Pei smiled bitterly, Gu Qing Pei, who has always been tongue-in-cheek and could chat with anyone, was actually being cold for the first time.

"Are you all right? Would you like to come out and sit down?" He Gu realized that he was now looking for other emotional sustenance, finding family affection and consolidating friendship, all in order to make up for the heavy losses he suffered in Song Juhan. He always thought that he was very Being independent, he can live alone. Now it seems that his emotional support for so many years is really only in Song Juhan alone. Once this support is in jeopardy, he needs to find a new one.

After all, he's just a human.

GuQingPei said: "There have been too many things recently, I can't go away. I'll call you in a few days when I'm free." He smiled, "I don't know if you'll be free."

He Gu also smiled: "I'm really not sure, I'll talk about it later." He paused and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Gu, your voice doesn't sound very spiritual, you should pay attention to your body."

"Ah, you too."

After hanging up the phone, several WeChat messages popped up from his cell phone. He opened it and saw that they were all sent by Zhuang Jieyu. Zhuang Jieyu was trying out the costume, and he looked like a scholar in ancient costumes, but he did several times. A twisted grimace.

Why couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhuang Jieyu will send him some messages from time to time, but he rarely responds. He knows that he should not get too close to Zhuang Jieyu, but this child is probably too blessed and has never tasted rejection since he was a child. The colder he was, the more he irritated him.

He looked at those funny photos and replied with three words: little monkey.

There was a quick response over there: Have you seen such a handsome monkey like me?

Why shook his head and smiled. For the first time in his life, he met a person like Zhuang Jieyu. He was enthusiastic, self-conscious, open-minded, straightforward, and had a youthful vigor that was fearless. not bad.

The person who cannot put aside prejudice is actually him.

He Gu went downstairs with a bag of documents. As soon as he walked out of the door of the company, he vaguely felt that the car parked at the door was a little familiar.

Sure enough, the next moment, the car door opened and Feng Zheng walked down.

Why froze, his expression a little uncomfortable.

Feng Zheng's face was also a little gloomy, and he slowly walked over: "Get in the car, let's find a place to talk."

"Feng Zheng, I thought I made it clear on the phone last time."

Feng Zheng looked incredible and sad: "Our friends for so many years, because of Song Juhan, you won't even say a word to me?"

Why is the most afraid of Feng Zheng's statement, not only Feng Zheng thinks this way, but he also thinks this way. This is not just a mere four words that can be described as "emphasis on sex over friends", for wishful thinking "love" How stupid and shameful it sounds to break up with friends.

Although he knew that things were not that simple, what really annoyed him was the inexplicable rivalry between Feng Zheng and Song Juhan, and he didn't want to get involved.

He Gu sighed: "Feng Zheng, at the dinner party that day, you deliberately provoked a conflict between me and Ju Han. Is this what a friend should do?"

Feng Zheng was speechless for a while, and his eyes flickered: "I... I admit that I am not reconciled, why does he dare to treat you like that, why can't you just leave him!"

"It's between me and him. I don't want to be the prop you use to provoke him."

"I didn't think so!" Feng Zheng was anxious.

"Really?" He Gu stared at Feng Zheng with burning eyes, "Don't you really have such an idea? I don't know what the deepest conflict between the two of you is. You are both so old, and you still let them go after so many years. No, but Song Juhan used me to attack you six years ago, aren't you doing the same thing as him now?" He didn't say anything, he just wanted to save Feng Zheng's face, which didn't mean he didn't understand. Up to now, even someone like him who has always been too lazy to meddle in his own business has finally become curious about what happened between Song Juhan and Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "I'm different from him. I really liked you."

He Gu was stunned and couldn't help taking a breath.

This is the first time Feng Zheng has said it outright. Although his intentions were obvious back then, he never said "like".

He Gu was silent for a moment, then said: "Feng Zheng... this... I think you were just pranking at the time. If you really like me, you don't need to wait for Song Juhan to stimulate you, you will know."

"No, I was just too confused at the time, I wasn't sure, that's why I was with you as a friend. Actually... Actually, I hope you can speak first, but you are so boring and cautious..." Feng Zhengyao Turning his head, his eyes were full of regret, "If only I had been more mature then, how could I have thought that Song Juhan would suddenly appear, and how could I have thought that you would fall in love with him all of a sudden."

Looking back at that time, He Gu also felt a lot of confusion about his thoughts and decisions at that time. I am afraid that he was young. Because he was young, he was hot-headed, and he had no turning back on the very confusing feelings. Because he was young, he was stupid and impulsive. , made a lot of mistakes.

"Feng Zheng, there is no need to mention what happened back then. We have already done this, and so have I and him. You have everything, and you are still busy with your career. There is really no need to waste time on me."

"How can the time spent on you be wasted?" Feng Zheng looked at He Gu deeply, "After so many years, the moment I saw you again, I found that I still haven't forgotten you, why, we Is it really impossible? Would you rather be a cannon-friend with Song Juhan than give me a serious try?"

He Gu took a deep breath: "Feng Zheng, all my emotions and energy have been consumed by Song Juhan. I can never have the same energy to like others in my life. Who is fair?"

"You haven't tried it, how do you know? How am I worse than him?"

He Gu said seriously: "Feng Zheng, you are a very important person to me, so I can't try it with you. I don't want to ruin your relationship."

Feng Zheng clenched his fists tightly and roared angrily, "Why are you so stupid!"

He Gu lowered his eyelids: "Feng Zheng, what is the conflict between you and Song Juhan? It's worth it to fight against each other now?"

Feng Zheng's face became a little weird: "It's all old, I like you, it has nothing to do with him."

Why can't believe it, but obviously Feng Zheng didn't want to say it, he didn't ask anymore, just persuaded: "We can only stop here, you will receive my gifts and blessings on New Year's and festivals, and I will do my best if you have something to do. Help as much as you can, maybe one day, we can return to normal friendship, but before you let go of this obsession, we'll try not to see each other, I'm doing it for your own good."

Feng Zheng glared at him angrily: "You said so much, it's not because of Song Juhan!"

"It's not just because of him..."

"Why! I don't want to hurt you, but can you stop being so stupid, Song Juhan won't like you, what are you doing with him like this?! Are you wasting your life!"

He Gu said wearily, "This is my own business, Feng Zheng, I beg you, don't force me again."

Feng Zheng's eyes were red, and his expression was full of unwillingness. He waved his fist angrily, and said dumbly, "You will regret it." After speaking, he turned to open the door and got into the car.

He Gu watched the car sped away, and felt uneasy in his heart.

When he got home, He Gu started the news at a cheap place, and searched for the reports of Song Juhan's vacation. Many of them were speculations to capture the wind and shadows. It's okay to not look at them, but the photos are naked - naked.

It is reported that the suspected new girlfriend of Song Juhan is a new model who has just won an award abroad and signed a contract with an affordable luxury brand. She is very young, only 19 years old.

At 19 years old, he is the same age as Zhuang Jieyu. Song Juhan is precocious. When he was young, all his contacts were older than him, and some were even a dozen years older. Now they are naturally picky.

With so many young and beautiful bodies around, it's no wonder that Song Juhan felt that he didn't know how to lift him up, "and dare to show me a face".

After closing the web page, why did he start to look at the drawings, he finally managed to concentrate, but the phone suddenly rang, he brought it over, it was from Komatsu, didn't Komatsu go to Saipan with Song Juhan?

Why did he answer the phone: "Hello, Komatsu?"

"Brother, you just got off work." Komatsu's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, are you in Saipan?"

"Yes, this is an international long distance, oh my heart hurts."

"Well, long story short, what's wrong?"

"Ah, you... do you want any specialties? Xiaoxiao and I are shopping."

"No need, just have fun, the phone bill is expensive, hang up." He Ge didn't want to be reminded of what Song Juhan was doing at the moment.

"Hey, wait." Komatsu procrastinated, "Well, there are those knitted fabrics, which are very beautiful, and some handicrafts, oh, there are coconuts! Let me bring you coconuts!"

He Gu frowned: "Isn't there a coconut in Hainan?"

"Here...it's different, I'll bring you one."

"……it is good."

"Brother, what are you doing? Are you busy these days, are you tired?"

"is acceptable."

"It's getting colder and colder in China, so don't catch a cold."

He Gu was at a loss: "Komatsu, are you making an international call to chat with me on purpose?"

"No, oops, how could it be, I just asked what you want, I want to bring you something, you usually take care of me like that."

"You don't need to bring anything."

"By the way, I've seen domestic reports, and I don't know when it was secretly filmed. Brother Han has a private beach. It stands to reason that there should be no outsiders."

"The paparazzi are more powerful."

"Yeah, it's really annoying, it's so annoying, where are we - we're messing up, my serious girlfriend is next to me, and they all bring their wives and children with them."

There was a pretty female voice over there: "Do you still have an unruly girlfriend?"

Komatsu laughed directly: "How dare you, wife."

"Oh, I saw Ah Sheng's wife, I know it's a nonsense."

"That's right, they're all blind..."

"Brother Han, look at the car—" Xiaoxiao suddenly called out.

Komatsu "Ifuck" sounded.

Why did he sit upright unconsciously: "Ju Han is next to you?"

Xiaomatsu hesitated and said, "Ah, no, just cross the road. It's alright. He's quite far away from us. Well, brother, I'll hang up first. Pay attention to your health, bye."

He Gu was about to speak, but the phone had already been hung up. He stared at the phone in a daze. The call was inexplicable.

Just wondering, a WeChat message popped up on the phone, and when he opened it, it was Zhuang Jieyu who sent a selfie of himself in the gym, showing his buttocks in front of the mirror, with a voice.

He Gu frowned and nodded, Zhuang Jieyu's voice came: Uncle He, see if my butt is very upturned.

He Gu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and for a while, he forgot to tangle with Shicai's phone call.

Due to the unprecedented success of Song Juhan's concert, his topic has been very high in the past six months, coupled with the real and fake candid shooting incidents in Saipan, so on the day he brought the team back to China, the people all over the country basically knew .

That day was the weekend, He Gu was working overtime in the company, and received a call from Komatsu again, saying that the things he brought for him were put in Song Juhan's place and asked him to pick them up.

He Gu said: "Xiao Song, I'm working overtime recently and I don't have time. Can I ask the assistant to pick it up?"

"Of course not." Xiaosong exclaimed strangely, "How can outsiders know about Brother Han's residence?"

He Gu patted his head: "Well, I'm confused, then wait until I'm done."

Komatsu said hesitantly, "What time can you finish? If you don't go, Brother Han will be angry."

"I don't know now."

"Brother Han also bought a lot of things for you." Komatsu sighed, "Brother, it's not that I'm against Brother Han, I really think he treats you very well. You two have been together for so many years, so don't make trouble. It's a little awkward."

Why was he too lazy to explain too much to Komatsu, he just said, "Let's talk about it."

After hanging up the phone, He Gu started to feel restless. He looked outside. It was dark and he hadn't eaten yet. Maybe it was time to go home.

He finished packing and just walked out of the company building when Song Juhan called: "Hey, are you here yet?"

"I'm in the company."

Song Juhan said fiercely, "Come here now, Xiaosong picked out a bunch of things for you, and they're all piled up in the living room. It's a mess."

"I..." He Gu thought for a while, if he didn't go, Song Juhan would definitely not finish, so he had to change his words: "Okay, I'll go now."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"I didn't eat it either. You pack it downstairs... Forget it, come over and make some."

He Gu immediately guessed what Song Juhan wanted to say. He always liked the crab yellow ravioli from the restaurant downstairs, but both of them had very bad memories about this. He Gu drove to Song Juhan's house and still packed small wontons. Now that he thinks of Zhuang Jieyu, his embarrassment and taboos are gone, and naturally he shouldn't put his anger on the food.

He carried the small wonton upstairs and knocked on the door.

Song Juhan opened the door and complained, "Why didn't you take the key when I gave you the key."

"I don't come much, so there's no need." He Gu walked in.

Song Juhan noticed what was in his hand and frowned, "Why are you packing this?"

"Don't you want to eat?"

"Who said I wanted to eat it." Song Juhan looked unhappy, "I don't like it at all now."

"Eat some, don't waste it, I'll cook a few more dishes." He Gu brought the little wontons to the kitchen.

As soon as he put it down, Song Juhan dragged him to the living room and pointed to the packaging bags there: "Look, it was all bought by Komatsu for you."

"Komatsu?" He looked at those brands, how could Komatsu buy him these things.

"Oh, that's what I said to bring you something and let Komatsu pick it up."

He Gu nodded: "Thank you." He glanced at it, "Why are there no coconuts?"

"What coconut?"

"Komatsu said to bring me coconuts from Saipan."

Song Juhan's eyes widened: "Is he a fool, isn't there a coconut in Hainan?"

He Gu wanted to laugh a little: "Maybe I heard it wrong."

Song Juhan flattened his mouth: "You want a shitty coconut, and it's not worth much. You won't look at buying so many things."

"I didn't say I wanted coconuts..." He Gu had no choice but to squat on the ground and read the gifts. They were all expensive luxury items, worth his annual salary. He had been with Song Juhan for a long time, and he was used to it. Wearing good things, but for him, these things are just wearing to death, and it doesn't make much sense.

However, these gifts reminded him of the time when the two of them first met. In order to appear a little more decent in front of Song Juhan, he spent a lot of money for himself at the time to cut his hair and buy clothes. For a long time, he was trying hard to follow Song Juhan's footsteps, hoping to shorten the gap between the two. Fortunately, he woke up later, knowing that the gap could not be changed in his entire life, so he stopped tossing around.

Song Juhan squatted down and looked at him earnestly: "Do you like it?"

He Gu smiled lightly: "I like it."

"If you come with me..." Song Juhan said here, with a light "hum".

"I'm going to cook." He Gu stood up and walked straight to the kitchen.

After making two dishes, he poured the small wontons into the bowl, and He Gu greeted Song Juhan for dinner.

Song Juhan said that he didn't like to eat it, but he actually took one bite and ate it very crisply.

He Gu has always spoken less, and now he became more and more silent. The two of them faced each other, somewhat embarrassed. Song Juhan couldn't stand the atmosphere and said dissatisfiedly, "Can you just say something, dumb."

He Gu paused: "Have you had a good time in Saipan?"

"It's not bad, but it's too hot." Song Juhan glanced at He Gu, "Did you watch the report?"

"Um."

"Written nonsense."

"I know."

Song Juhan wanted to say something, but seeing He Gu didn't care, a fire burst into his heart, and he swallowed two wontons fiercely.

After dinner, why did he want to go back, Song Juhan said, "Stay here tonight."

"I'm going to Tang City early tomorrow morning."

"My high-speed rail station is closer."

"But……"

Song Juhan frowned: "Why, do you really want to stay with me now or what? What do you mean, I, Song Juhan, are short of people?"

He Gu's Adam's apple slipped, and he said softly, "No."

Song Juhan grabbed him and said, "Take a bath with me."

He Gu was passively dragged into the bathroom. Song Juhan took off his clothes, revealing his perfect tendon. He turned on the shower and shook the water beside He Gu: "You still haven't taken it off? Do you want to wash your clothes by the way?"

He Gu hesitated for a moment, and began to undress slowly. He had lingering fears about the rough and crazy sex that day, and he even had some fears.

Song Juhan put down the shower and came to help him. At the same time, he lowered his head and covered his lips, kissing him warmly and tenderly.

Why was he against the wall, there was nowhere to go.

Song Juhan said in a low voice, "I promise it won't hurt you any more, just relax."

He Gu closed his eyes, his body a little restless because of Song Juhan's familiar touch. He was so good that the scars forgot to hurt.

The two went from the bathroom to the bedroom. Song Juhan really knew his body very well and kept bringing him to the peak.

But at that murky moment, after the aftermath, He Gu only felt an indescribable sadness.