Back home, Zhou Hao just took out the key, and the door opened. Sun Yiwen held the little orange cat and looked at him nervously. The kitten in his arms stretched out its little paws when it saw him, trying to jump into the arms of another owner.
"Old Zhou, I made egg pancakes. It's a bit cold. I'll go and warm it up." Sun Yiwen stepped back a few steps to give Zhou Hao room to change his shoes.
Zhou Hao bent over to change his shoes, with an indifferent face, "I've eaten."
Sun Yiwen put the orange cat down, and then there was a little fluttering on the floor, the little guy wagged his tail deliberately, and swaggered in front of Zhou Hao for a while.
"Little bastard." Zhou Hao gently picked up the little orange cat who was invited to pet.
Sun Yiwen saw that something was going well, and with the favor of the kitten, he stretched out his hand to smooth the kitten's fur. Before they touched each other, Zhou Hao pushed him away. "You are not allowed to touch it!"
It looked excited and indignant, as if the little beast in its arms would be defiled if touched.
Sun Yiwen was frightened by Zhou Hao's ferocious appearance. His once clear and clean big eyes blinked now, and the eye sockets were red. He looked at Zhou Hao with tears of grievance, and Zhou Hao was also looking at him.
"I'm sorry..." Sun Yiwen apologized pitifully.
Everyone likes to say sorry to Zhou Hao, Jiang Yuqian always said, and now Sun Yiwen also said, as if if he didn't forgive them, he would become an unreasonable bad person.
Everyone has made a mistake, so why do you have to argue with them
But from childhood to adulthood, has he figured out anything? No, nothing at all.
These people are really bad. After apologizing, they feel at ease, but he has to carry the burden of the bad guys. Why
"Don't tell me you're sorry! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs!"
Zhou Hao couldn't tell who he was scolding anymore, maybe it was his mother, Jiang Yuqian, or Sun Yiwen in front of him.
Sun Yiwen suddenly rushed up and hugged Zhou Hao fiercely, but his strength was too weak, so he was thrown to the floor by Zhou Hao in an instant, embarrassed, but his face was still stubborn.
"My father was seriously ill before and had no money. He gave me a lot of money, and I followed him all the time. He went abroad not long after that. I don't like him."
Zhou Hao's heart, which had been twisted into a screw, loosened a little, but he still didn't speak, and only gave Sun Yiwen a look, which meant that you should continue to talk about it.
The two lived together for such a long time, Sun Yiwen understood the meaning in Zhou Hao's eyes, and he continued: "I have already told him that I will not see him again in the future."
At this time, the orange cat mother laid out her obese body and rubbed against Sun Yiwen's feet. Sun Yiwen subconsciously bent down to hug her, but she didn't dare to move her hands for a while, for fear that Zhou Hao would get angry again.
Zhou Hao glanced at him and went back to his room without saying a word.
In the evening, Sun Yiwen covered himself with a thick down jacket and curled up on the sofa in the living room. When he got up to go to the toilet at night, he found that the down jacket on his body was gone, and there was an extra quilt. He smiled stupidly, and the sleepiness in the middle of the night disappeared instantly.
The next morning, Zhou Hao still didn't talk to him, but he made enough breakfast for one person, and then muttered to himself, "Today, there are too many noodles."
When I went to the entrance to change my shoes, I was stunned for a moment, and then muttered to myself, "There is a chicken feather meeting tonight, and I can't get off work on time!"
Sun Yiwen laughed secretly and didn't poke him. Of course he understood what he meant: the noodles are for him to eat, so don't go to the hospital to wait for him at night.
The whole day, Zhou Hao was laughing foolishly. A certain male doctor wore his sweater backwards, and he laughed in his heart for a long time; there was also a little nurse whose lipstick rubbed against his mouth. He saw it and hid there. Where people are, secretly happy...
As soon as he left the hospital after the meeting at night, Jiang Yuqian blocked him, looking gloomy.
"Are you getting off work late today?" She stared straight at Zhou Hao.
"Yeah." Zhou Hao just wanted to go home quickly, so he bypassed the person in front of him and walked straight along the original route home.
Jiang Yuqian quickly stepped forward and grabbed him, the sullenness of the past two days finally broke through, "What do you mean!?"
The cold wind made Zhou Hao shrank his neck, and his body trembled a few times unconsciously. He rubbed his frozen hands and breathed out, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean you slept with me?"
"I didn't force you to do what you wanted, and I didn't force you." Zhou Hao played a rogue, exactly the same as before, Jiang Yuqian was really angry and thinking.
Zhou Hao felt more and more force on his arm, and he seemed to want to crush his bones before giving up, "Let go!"
Jiang Yuqian looked at the face in front of him that he had known for four years. His eyes were still eyes, and his nose was still his nose. Why did the words that came out of his mouth change completely... Instead of letting go, he dragged Zhou Hao towards him. get in the car. Zhou Hao's hands were not idle either, his ten fingers became sharp weapons, and he desperately struggled to get away from Jiang Yuqian.
"If you don't want to be embarrassing, just stop fucking!" Jiang Yuqian's face was almost ferocious, and even the threats were swearing.
Zhou Hao regained his former vigor, and kicked Jiang Yuqian's calf hard. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuqian didn't feel the slightest bit, and the strength in his hands became stronger instead.
Only then did he realize that every time he kicked Jiang Yuqian before, it was because Jiang Yuqian was too lazy to settle accounts with him.
Soon, Zhou Hao was pushed into the car by Jiang Yuqian, and the door over there was locked in a short while.
"Where are you taking me!" Zhou Hao asked.
Jiang Yuqian ignored him, started the car and turned into the main road.
In the city with mottled lights, the howling north wind disturbed the man's heart. For a moment, the man really wanted to drive and die with this lunatic.
The car drove fast, whizzed by, passed countless pedestrian shops, and headed south.
Finally, the car stopped at No. 5, Binjiang No. 1. Jiang Yuqian turned sideways to help Zhou Hao unbuckle his seat belt, glanced at the man in the co-pilot, feeling a dull pain, but said bluntly, "Get down!"
Jiang Yuqian, who has lived for more than 20 years, never imagined that one day, he would try to use his memories to forcefully keep a person, and it was a person he had never cared about before.
When he arrived at this place, Zhou Hao didn't want to make trouble anymore, he followed Jiang Yuqian into the apartment where he used to live.
Neither of them spoke to each other. Walk quietly, open the door quietly, and then stand quietly in the living room.
In the living room, there were three pots of flowers, two pots of spider orchids, and a pot of the "corpse" of a dead gardenia tree. Zhou Hao approached and squatted down, carefully staring at the pot of dead young tree.
"Haohao, don't make trouble with me anymore." A voice came from behind.
Zhou Hao turned his head and glanced at the affectionate man, and suddenly realized a terrible fact in his heart: men have this common problem, and house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers; looking at the ones in the bowl, thinking about the ones in the pot, After eating it, I feel the fragrance in the bowl again.
At this moment, he actually pitied Cheng Zixu. However, his sympathy lasted too short, too short, because it was none of his business.
"I didn't make trouble with you." Zhou Hao picked up his words and smiled, "I walk well, you have to drag me to this wretched place."
Jiang Yuqian has never been able to compare Zhou Hao's verbal skills. In the past few months when the two have been separated, this skill has even reached the point where they are perfect and invulnerable to all poisons.
Jiang Yuqian couldn't match his skill, so he could only stare stupidly into his eyes, trying to see a little bit of the past from inside.
Zhou Hao avoided Jiang Yuqian's eyes and stood up, "I'm leaving."
Jiang Yuqian took Zhou Hao's hand, "Don't do this, I was wrong..."
Zhou Hao said calmly, "Go back too, Cheng Zixu is still waiting for you."
The little lunatic was indeed more ruthless than anyone else, Jiang Yuqian's hand gradually became weak and let go, allowing Zhou Hao to walk to the door.
"By the way, I heard that the house price has risen again, and this house is estimated to sell for a lot of money." Zhou Hao said while changing his shoes.
"I won't sell this house."
After changing the shoes, Zhou Hao turned his head, "According to this rising trend, it may double in the future."
Jiang Yuqian stared blankly at the man in front of him discussing housing prices, "How can you forgive me?"
It doesn't matter whether to forgive or not between the two of them. Jiang Yuqian doesn't understand this truth, and Zhou Hao doesn't bother to explain it to an irrelevant person, so they have been confused all the time.
Today, while he was in a good mood, Zhou Hao decided to open up and say: "Jiang Yuqian, you used to say that I was messing around, why are you starting to mess around now. Let's live with Cheng Zixu, the little girl is a good guy."
Jiang Yuqian twitched the corners of his mouth, his face paled, "Okay."
"Throw away that dead tree, it's unlucky." Zhou Hao said again.
"good."
Zhou Hao left the apartment. This night, Jiang Yuqian guarded their former home and stayed up all night.
For four years, little lunatics have been squeezed into his life for no reason—there must be no visible dust in the house; the range hood in the kitchen must be wiped after use; the quilt must be moved to the balcony to dry in the sun , it’s comfortable to cover at night; also, the family upstairs always throws garbage down, and if you catch him in the future, you will definitely scold him to death...
He was virtually "forced" to get used to all this, but the little lunatic said: This game is not fun, I want to play it with someone else.
Back at his home in Minlin District, Zhou Hao stood at the door, laughing silly again, then took a deep breath, planned his facial expressions carefully, and became rigid and serious.
After entering the door, Sun Yiwen walked over with slippers on, "Old Zhou, why is it so late today?"
Zhou Hao ignored him, and glanced at the dining table, hey, there is another big plate of cakes. When I think of this kid, how will I live without him in the future, I just eat bread every day.
Sun Yiwen knew that Zhou Hao wanted to save face, so he had to give him a step down. At this moment, he turned his head and imitated Zhou Hao's appearance in the morning, and pretended to mutter, "Hey, I spread too much cake today. I can’t eat it all by myself, it’s a waste. It would be great if someone could share it with me.”
Zhou Hao pursed his lips into a smile, and suddenly dragged Sun Yiwen into the room, and closed the door with a "bang."
"You still dare to learn from me?" Zhou Hao pretended to be angry.
Sun Yiwen pouted: "Who will imitate you! I can't talk to myself."
"How dare you speak hard!"
…
The two quarreled on the bed, up and down, and looked at each other. Zhou Hao felt a little hot, unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, and his breathing became heavy.
Sun Yiwen blinked, "Why don't you try again today? If it doesn't work... I'll buy two masturbation cups online."
Zhou Hao's face darkened: "Sun Yiwen, hurry up and eat your big cake!"