A thought flashed through his mind, but He Cheng didn't grasp the fleeting feeling, so he gave up. What Xu Ran thinks has nothing to do with him. Although he brought him here, after so many years, he feels that he has never forced Xu Ran to ask for anything except in bed.
Xu Ran will basically never reject him, so he can't talk about getting along well or badly, because they have always been harmonious. He likes this feeling, he doesn't resist or question, Xu Ran is very good at reading people's faces, and often times he doesn't need to say anything, he will consciously step aside and act as a clean background board.
Occasionally he would feel uncomfortable, but He Cheng never felt that he should feel guilty. The relationship is a matter between two people, if Xu Ran can't stand it, he can leave, and he won't stalk him. Since not leaving means that he still wants to continue, it is not a big problem whether to sit together at a friend's wedding.
If he likes a corner, let him go, He Cheng is too lazy to call him. After congratulating Wang Li a few times, he walked towards the place where his friends were sitting. Someone reserved a seat for him, the empty seat in the middle, and Joan on the right.
When he walked in, Qiao An raised his head and smiled at him, He Cheng's heart trembled slightly. This person was still the same as he remembered, even more lovable than before. Looking at him, He Cheng's mood immediately improved.
After sitting down, He Cheng straightened his chest and sat upright. He seems to have returned to his high school days. When he meets people on the playground, he has to hold his head up and his chest drummed. No matter how he puts his hands and feet, he feels awkward. Crossed legs appear unrefined, elbows take up too much space on chair handles, and eyes can only look straight ahead. He looked at the huge and flaming bouquet of roses on the stage, feeling a little nervous for no reason.
He didn't sit with Qiao An at the dinner party last time, he didn't expect that after so many years, he would still be so unpromising, He Cheng couldn't help but feel a little depressed. But Qiao An didn't notice his entanglement, and leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Where did Xu Ran go?"
He Cheng was taken aback, he didn't expect Qiao An to say Xu Ran's name directly. He didn't respond for a long time, and Joan asked in confusion, "Xiaobai said he was a friend you brought, why didn't he sit with us?"
"He... he's not feeling well." He Cheng lied casually, "I'm sitting in the back, so I can leave the stage at any time."
"That's it."
Qiao An looked back and saw Xu Ran's pale face, and couldn't help worrying, "Is he all right?"
He Cheng didn't want to talk to him about Xu Ran's affairs, his face darkened, but he still said softly, "It's okay, I'll ask the driver to take him home later."
Qiao An nodded, stopped asking any more questions, turned around and chatted with Bai Jinming.
The ears quieted down, but He Cheng didn't feel the tension just now, instead, a strange and complicated emotion filled his heart abruptly and uncontrollably.
Xu Ran was indeed not feeling well. His hands and feet were cold, and his bones seemed to have been rolled over. The pain made him tremble all over. He probably caught a cold. Recently, the temperature difference between morning and evening has been large, and he doesn't add clothes frequently. All the things are placed in the house He Cheng gave him, usually the cleaners come to tidy up the house, and he himself rarely takes the initiative to rummage through the wardrobe for seasonal clothes. The clothes were all packed on top of the cabinet, and he couldn't stand on a chair to take things down by himself.
With an itchy nose, Xu Ran lowered his body and tried to turn sideways to the side where no one was around, so as to avoid causing trouble to the people next to him by sneezing suddenly.
When he raised his eyes, he could see the back of He Cheng's head over the shoulders of the people in the front row. You can recognize who this is at a glance, because he has been staring at this figure for ten years, and after that, he may continue to look at it for a long time.
Xu Ran was a little stunned, staring blankly at the tall and straight figure, at his steady sitting posture and his sharp-edged side face when he tilted his head. Watch him lower his head and laugh with the shorter man beside him.
Maybe it was a cold that caused the spirit to appear in a trance state. After an unknown period of time, Xu Ran suddenly shivered and forced himself to look away.
At some point, the master of ceremonies was already in place, and the long red carpet stretched from a cabin in the back to the center of the venue, and the groom was waiting at the end.
Whether on screen or in reality, Xu Ran likes this kind of scene. Whether it was sincere or not, there were so many laughter and blessings here. The bride's bouquet seemed to be filled with hope from all over the world. People were crying and laughing, and even the dew on their wrists was warm.
An invisible wall separated him from the people. He also wanted to stand up, cheer and dance with them, but he couldn't move his body no matter what. He struggled silently, and only raised a few fingers, which soon fell down weakly.
Someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and Bai Jinming had come behind him at some point.
"He said you are not feeling well, what's the matter?" Bai Jinming asked.
Xu Ran shook his head, trying to show a smile, but the muscles on his face were stiff, and he didn't know if he had raised the corners of his mouth.
"You don't look quite right," Bai Jinming said, "Let's go, I just have something to go, so I'll take you home."
Xu Ran said "OK" softly, and slowly stood up while supporting the back of the chair. Bai Jinming frowned while watching, "Are you sure you don't want to go directly to the hospital?"
Xu Ran was grateful for his heart, but still chose to refuse. The hospital is the place he fears the most. Perhaps since the day his leg was injured, the operating room, which carries everyone's tacit secrets, has become the deepest fear in his heart.
Bai Jinming didn't persuade him too much. This person has always been like this, he hardly has any special deep friendship with anyone, and his friendship with Xu Ran is only accumulated over time. Xu Ran knows this and will not rely on him particularly.
Before leaving the venue, Xu Ran searched for He Cheng's shadow for the last time, but found nothing. Without He Cheng and without Qiao An, Bai Jinming would not say where they went, and Xu Ran would not ask either.
I met Zhong Xiaoru in the parking lot, and when she saw Xu Ran getting into the car with Bai Jinming, she snorted extremely contemptuously, which was mercilessly amplified by the empty underground parking lot. Bai Jinming closed the car window and pretended he didn't hear it, but Xu Ran said guiltily, "Sorry."
"Her business is doing well this year. The whole family has to raise their jaws to the sky when they go out. But it won't be proud for a few days, so don't take it to heart."
When he said this, Bai Jinming's expression was very calm. He always looked down on the kind of people who started to do whatever they wanted just because they made money. In his own words, if they are poor and can be so arrogant, then they are really capable.
Xu Ran didn't know how to respond, so he could only fasten his seat belt silently.
After leaving the meeting place and breathing the air outside, Xu Ran's head became much clearer. The car drove all the way to He Cheng's house, Xu Ran actually wanted to go back to his little house, but considering Bai Jinming's status, he could only let him go.
When getting out of the car, Bai Jinming suddenly gave him a business card, "I changed my phone, this is a new number, if something happens..."
He paused and did not continue speaking.
The moment Xu Ran turned around, Bai Jinming suddenly stopped him, "Hello."
Xu Ran looked back at him suspiciously.
Bai Jinming in the black sports car showed a very calm smile, "You'd better not wait for him tonight."
Xu Ran stared at him for a long time before saying, "I know."
Who He Cheng is with, who He Cheng likes, and what He Cheng wants to do has nothing to do with him. These are things he can't handle.
The only thing he cares about is whether He Cheng will be happy when he is with that person.
When He Cheng is happy, he is happy.
Saying goodbye to Bai Jinming, Xu Ran went upstairs to go home. It was cold in the big house. He found some cold medicine with unknown expiry date and took it. He took a hot shower, went into the bedroom and closed the doors and windows, and tried to turn on the air conditioner, only to realize that he had forgotten to report for repairs, so he had to change it into a thicker one. His pajamas got under the covers and wrapped himself into a ball.
After sleeping until the sun went down, Xu Ran only felt dizzy when he woke up. The room was dark and quiet, and He Cheng didn't come back.
This was what he had expected a long time ago, so it was impossible to talk about whether he was disappointed, but he vaguely remembered that He Cheng gave him a hug in his dream, which was enough to warm this cold night.
After not eating for almost a whole day, Xu Ran went to cook some noodles for himself. Just as the noodles were out of the pot, there was a harsh clicking sound at the door.
He was taken aback, but the alarm in the room did not go off. The sound lasted for a while, and the door was suddenly opened from the outside.
He Cheng came back, reeking of alcohol, with such a strange expression that Xu Ran could sense something was wrong even in the dark.
"How do you..."
Xu Ran was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but He Cheng seemed to hear something harsh, looked at him, and frowned, "What, I can't come back?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Xu Ran quickly explained.
"Then what do you mean?!"
With a loud bang, the key in He Cheng's hand was smashed hard on the table.
"This is the house I bought, I paid for it! I can't come back? Why do you ask me? What right do you have to ask me!"
The sound was louder than the sound, He Cheng seemed to have found an outlet for his anger caused outside, and poured out all of it.
"Can't I come back? Ah? Is it up to you to control where I want to go? Have I ever managed you? Now your wings are stiff, and I feel bored watching me? If you are bored, he|mom will get out of here!"
Xu Ran lowered his head, his hands trembling uncontrollably, trying to help him untie his tie, but He Cheng threw it away forcefully.
"I said get out!!"
Xu Ran nodded without looking at him.
"I...I cooked noodles in the pot," he said softly, "you eat a little and go to bed early."
He didn't know why He Cheng was angry, but he knew that this man needed his own space, so he put on his coat and walked out of the house.
There was a light click sound behind him, and He Cheng took a deep breath, slightly restrained the emotion that was pouring out just now, and threw himself on the sofa.
"Damn." He cursed in a low voice, rubbing his forehead vigorously, "It's crazy."
This temper had nothing to do with Xu Ran at all, but he couldn't control his anger on Xu Ran, and the result was just as he expected, Xu Ran was as well-behaved as ever.
And this just added fuel to the unknown fire in his heart.
There was a sound of boiling pot in the kitchen, He Cheng clicked his tongue forcefully, got up and turned off the fire.
There are plain noodles in the pot, clear water noodles with two slices of green vegetables, so bland that people have no appetite at all. Xu Ran probably made this for himself, He Cheng knew that that person was always indifferent.
Looking at this pot of noodles would only make his mood worse, He Cheng didn't even think about it, he just dumped it into the toilet.
The author has something to say: Test metaphysics, tomorrow’s update will be changed to 9 pm, everyone remember to eat cookies before going to bed (by mistake)