Ever since Han Yue was injured and bedridden, Pei Zhi often visited Chu Ci's house. Every time he came, Chu Ci would go into the study to read or play games, leaving him and Han Yue to talk outside.
When Pei Zhi visits, he sometimes brings gifts, a bouquet of fresh lilies, a seasonal fruit basket, or some unusual snacks. After all, Pei Zhi is a sophisticated businessman, and his style is quite different from his friends in the army. At the beginning, Han Yue laughed at him for bringing things when he came to the door, and he looked very natural, but gradually he didn't bother to care about it.
When Pei Zhi came to the door that day, he brought an important news: "Long Jiwei and Lao Yu are pinching each other."
Han Yue was sitting outside lighting a cigarette. When Chu Ci was around, he was afraid of choking Chu Ci, so he endured the craving for cigarettes all the time. Now that he was finally able to comfortably smoke a good Yunyan, he was in a particularly happy mood: "Oh? They finally pinched it? I used You can guess what Old Yu said with your toes: You don't obey the orders of your superiors, you have no organization and discipline, you ignore the overall situation, you ignore the collective, and you have extremely loose individual freedom... "
"Wrong," Pei Zhi took a cigarette and said, "Old Yu didn't say a word this time."
"-what?"
"Because he was so mad that he couldn't say anything." Pei Zhi lowered his voice and said, "The little Japanese devil came to Beijing to 'exchange and study' with us with the latest research results. As a result, Long Jiwei saw the Japanese. It caused a new hatred and old hatred to come to my heart... The old dragon ran away at that time, biting to death the things raised with tens of millions of funds and painstaking efforts... "
With a pop, Han Yue managed not to burst out laughing: "And then?"
"Then Long Jiwei was quarantined for inspection. But this group of people can find a fart in the inspection. Didn't they know about the extreme hatred of the surname Long?" Pei Zhi lit his cigarette with a snap, and took a deep puff of smoke Circle, "Although I can't get used to that kid surnamed Long, I have to admit that he is quite interesting sometimes."
"He hates the Japanese much more than we do. Why, what does my old man say?"
"The people in the Ninth Division no longer dare to do anything to the powerful families. Commander Han is already preparing to leave for Beijing from Taijiang, but there are still some relationships in Zhejiang that need to be settled, and it will take half a month to return to Beijing. I will come out My dad said before that Commander Han might call you."
Han Yue nodded, "I think it's about time."
"According to my father, Commander Han is very grateful to Chu Gong this time. After you come out of the mountain, you really have to thank him. If it weren't for Chu Gong, you will most likely die in the valley this time."
Han Yue laughed: "Indeed... I thought later, if I died alone at that time, I would definitely become a ghost that can never escape. At that time, I insisted on telling him to leave quickly, but after thinking about it, fuck, If he really leaves, I will collapse... So there must be no next time for this kind of thing, one fucking time is enough, and I don't want to try it a second time in my life."
"Then you have to learn to be nice to others in the future." Pei Zhi also laughed, lowering his head to flick the cigarette ash, "If he runs away, maybe someone else will fall in love with him."
Because it happened to be meal time, Pei Zhi stayed at their house and ate dumplings. Chu Ci was obviously too lazy to make the dumplings by himself, they were quick-frozen dumplings bought from the supermarket, just come back as soon as possible.
When Chu Ci was at home, she ate a lot of snacks, and she only ate a few dumplings before putting down her chopsticks. Pei Zhi snorted and ate about forty of them, wiped his mouth after eating, and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."
The kitchen and dining room of this apartment are separated, with a wall in the middle and a door around it. When Pei Zhi walked into the kitchen, Chu Ci was adding dish soap to the water. Seeing him coming in with a bowl, he threw off his rubber gloves and walked out without saying a word.
Who knew that Pei Zhi suddenly took a step away when they passed each other, half of his body blocked his footsteps.
Chu Ci paused, looking over Pei Zhi's shoulder to the door.
His appearance is a silent refusal, anyone who is not an idiot can understand it. Pei Zhi frowned, and asked softly, "Why are you hiding from me?"
Chu Ci lowered her eyelashes and remained silent.
The two confronted each other for a long time in the small kitchen, no matter how closely Pei Zhi stared at him, Chu Ci didn't say a word, not even an expression.
The temperature of the air seemed to be rising step by step, gradually approaching the critical point of explosion. The sound of TV and bowls and chopsticks came from the living room. After a while, the mobile phone rang. It was Han Yue's call.
Pei Zhi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally stepped aside.
"... Don't be wary of me, I don't mean to harm you."
Chu Ci remained silent, noncommittal, and walked out of the kitchen.
Pei Zhi couldn't help turning his head to see him off, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly said without looking back: "Put the bowl there, I'll wash it."
When Pei Zhi left that day, Han Yue was on the phone, and it was the old commander Han who called from Taijiang.
At the very beginning, Old Commander Han didn't know what dangers Han Yue had experienced in the valley. Later, when others told him about it, this veteran soldier who had walked out of the hail of bullets trembled in horror, and could hardly move. say. The health doctor hurriedly fed him a Baoxin pill to calm him down, and then slowly told him that Han Yue had been rescued, and it was an engineer named Chu beside him who helped him out of the valley.
"I'm fine," Han Yue casually played with the lighter while making a phone call, "I've been living at Chu Ci's house, just me and him, no outsiders. Long Jiwei didn't dare to come here at all. This is a residential area, and the old dragon went berserk Thousands of residents in this entire community are going to die. No matter how ruthless he is, he dare not attack so many ordinary people.... What, my legs? Oh, I can't walk casually now, Ren Jiayuan said that I have to lie down for a week.... Tell You have no one else, Chu Ci takes care of me."
Old Commander Han gave some instructions on the phone, Han Yue laughed and said, "I know, I will."
When he said this, his expression was unusually gentle, the stiff lines of his face softened, he didn't look fierce at all, but some sincere joy and tenderness were revealed from his eyes.
It doesn't look like the normal, irritable, gangster-like Han Er at all.
Chu Ci came out of the kitchen, drinking a glass of freshly squeezed apple juice in his hand. Han Yue just hung up the phone, and when he saw him coming out, he opened his hands and said with a smile, "Give me a hug."
Chu Ci put the empty cup into his hand with a blank expression, turned around and left.
Han Yue is such a person with sharp eyesight and quick hands, even if his leg is injured, his hands are still very nimble, and with a flash of lightning, he grabbed Chu Ci firmly into his arms, and kissed his ear close to his neck. He chuckled softly: "My old man said, I'll invite you to my house for dinner after returning to Beijing."
Chu Ci turned her head and said lightly, "I've already been there."
"It's a good thing this time. The old man must thank you. If it's okay, you can go. My dad has rarely thanked people in his life. He will definitely give you good things."
Chu Ci frowned, but didn't say much.
Han Yue couldn't bear it anymore, since he was injured, he hadn't been close to Chu Ci's body, sometimes going to the toilet or taking a bath in front of Chu Ci, it was a living torment! I could smell Chu Ci's body, I could feel his skin, I could see him dangling in a place where I could hold him in my arms, but I could only hold back my desire! Han Yue would rather drive over the cliff a thousand times than endure this burning pain.
"Baby, can't you fucking let me wait on you... you're like a burglar all day long, fuck it, just let me kiss you..."
Chu Ci pushed Han Yue fiercely, and hit him in the face with his elbow, causing Han Yue to gasp, "Ouch!"
This time it was really tight, and Han Yue held his hands on his cheeks for a long time and didn't feel relieved. Chu Ci was startled, and stood on the side without saying a word, seeing his tense body, as if he was nervously guarding against Han Yue's sudden rush to hit him.
Who knows that Han Yue only covered his face for a while, and smiled wryly: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I won't hit you. Oh, it really hurts... But it's okay baby, as long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want It doesn't matter if you hit it a few times! As long as you feel relieved!"
Chu Ci slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at Han Yue for a while, then turned and went back to the bedroom without saying a word.
Hearing the door click, Han Yue suddenly burst out laughing: "Cut, you can hit it or not, it's obviously a heart made of tofu, and you pretend to be... hiss! It hurts!" This smile moved the corner of his mouth, it hurts Han Yue stretched out his hand to cover it, "Fuck, don't be disfigured!"
When Chu Ci returned to the bedroom, the mobile phone was placed beside the bed and was buzzing.
It was a text message, the number displayed was Han Qiang, and the content was very simple: "How is the house?"
Chu Ci rubbed the phone for a long while before slowly entering a reply: "Several sample houses have been selected..."
He stopped moving and sat on the edge of the bed for a long, long time. The sun shines on the bed through the glass window, his side face is buried in the shadow, only the cold light in his eyes can be seen, as cold as water.
He finally raised his finger and typed three words on the keyboard one by one - "Wang interview".