The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly lit up, Zhou Hao leaned over to take it, only to find that it was Jiang Yuqian's mobile phone, and on the screen was a string of messages from an unfamiliar number—
"Mr. Jiang, thank you. I joined the crew yesterday, playing the third female role. Are you free tomorrow Saturday? I would like to treat you to dinner."
Soon the screen went dark again.
Curiosity drove Zhou Hao to turn on Jiang Yuqian's phone. The secret to unlocking was his birthday. He looked through the previous chat records along this number.
The conversations were very serious, the girl was obviously taking the initiative, and she was grateful to Jiang Yuqian all the time in her words. Compared with Jiang Yuqian, she seemed much colder, and either replied with a simple "um", "You're welcome", or didn't reply. .
The small episode failed to attract Zhou Hao's attention, and he turned his attention to the TV series at eight o'clock again. It was originally used to pass the time, but he never thought that he would fall in love with Yin.
As long as he doesn't work the night shift, he will definitely be in front of the TV on time every night.
Jiang Yuqian came out of the shower, with a white towel covering his head, his hair dripping wet with water. He sat down next to the little lunatic, and asked him while wiping his hair, "Has this spy not revealed his identity yet?"
"Not yet, and soon, the captain has already suspected him."
Jiang Yuqian thought it was very interesting to see the little madman's earnestness, so he put his arm around the little madman's neck and rubbed it intentionally.
"Don't move, stop." Zhou Hao dodged abruptly.
"Don't watch it, let's go to the room to watch the boa constrictor."
"Farewell, I haven't showered yet."
"Our Haohao smells good even if we don't take a bath." As he spoke, Jiang Yuqian became even more unscrupulous, and even put his hand into Zhou Hao's collar.
Zhou Hao glanced at the man beside him. His cheeks were smooth after the heat, like a hard-boiled shelled egg. If you poked it with your finger, it should be quite soft; Joyo's shoulders; a towel was placed on her hair, and her soft and obedient hair was exposed from the towel, always smelling of stolen hormones.
"Jiang Yuqian, let's go to the bedroom." Zhou Hao grinned at him.
The result came too fast, completely unprepared, Jiang Yuqian had an unbelievable surprise, he followed the little lunatic to the bedroom step by step.
Zhou Hao pressed him on the bed, blinked, "I'm going to take a shower, you wait on the bed."
Jiang Yuqian secretly pursed his lips and smiled, as if a little shy, he said, "Hurry up."
Zhou Hao gave him a look of "don't worry, I will be soon", left the bedroom, and closed the door for him when he was done.
Wood is wood, if you let him wait on the bed, he will never jump into the bed. Such a man is not a good flirt, but he can live a life. Besides, he looks handsome and has money. It's okay to reconcile the two.
Of course, Zhou Hao had long put aside the matter of watching the boa constrictor. Instead of going to the bathroom to take a shower, he leaned on the sofa and continued to watch his spy war drama.
Occasionally, a few words of urging from the man came, "Haohao, are you alright?"
He pretended not to hear.
Half an hour later, Jiang Yuqian finally couldn't wait anymore. He left the room and walked directly to the living room with the lights on.
"You bullied me to be honest." He was wronged.
Zhou Hao glanced at him sympathetically, as if he was saying proudly: I will bully you, what can you do to me
Jiang Yuqian sat down beside the little lunatic in a sullen manner, with his arms wrapped around the pillow, looking lonely and pitiful.
He was pretending to deceive Zhou Hao, and Zhou Hao really fell for it.
"I can't stand you anymore, come, come, come into my brother's arms." Zhou Hao made a big-hearted look.
Jiang Yuqian immediately threw down the pillow, wrapped his right arm around, and took the little lunatic directly into his arms.
"Remember, a girl texted you just now, and I accidentally clicked on it."
Jiang Yuqian suddenly became nervous, "What did she say?"
Zhou Hao narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Yuqian's eyes, whetted the other's appetite, and then said unhurriedly, "She said, she wants to invite you to dinner, and she wants to make an appointment with you to chat alone in a secret place, She also said that you look like her crush."
Every time Jiang Yuqian heard a sentence, his face seemed to be dusted, and in the end, it completely darkened. Zhou Hao suddenly laughed out loud, so much that his shoulders trembled.
Jiang Yuqian was confused by him, picked up his phone and looked at it, only to realize that he was being teased.
But jokes are jokes, Zhou Hao is still very curious, who is the girl who sent the message.
"Jiang Yuqian, who is it? Which relative of your family is it?"
Jiang Yuqian lowered his eyes, deliberately avoiding the scrutiny of the little lunatic, and mumbled an "um" in his mouth. Zhou Hao wanted to get to the bottom of it again, but Jiang Yuqian's body was already suppressed.
Two orange cats were meowing at the side, whether they could understand the private affairs of human beings or not, they couldn't speak anyway.
At night, Jiang Yuqian edited a message to that strange number while the little lunatic was asleep—
"I can only help you here, don't contact me again, and don't contact Zhou Hao."
One day before leaving get off work, Yan Ming called and said that he would invite him to dinner. Zhou Hao asked him where he was eating and what time he would arrive.
After get off work, instead of going directly to a place to eat, he took a taxi from the hospital to Jiang Yuqian's company on Hanlin Road.
At the front desk of the company, Zhou Hao couldn't remember if it was the one from a few years ago. He called Jiang Yuqian, then sat in the reception area and waited.
Soon, Jiang Yuqian ran over from one side, walking in such a hurry that even his obedient bangs deviated a few centimeters to the left, like a bewildered young man, staring at his lover in surprise and joy.
"Why are you here?" He asked very seriously, like a leader to a subordinate.
"Yan Ming invited me to dinner, I won't go back to eat at night." Zhou Hao was shorter than him, and he had to tilt his head slightly when speaking.
"Is this the end?"
Zhou Hao nodded, "Ah, it's over."
Jiang Yuqian secretly squeezed Zhou Hao's palm, and then put it down again, "Come to my office." Because of his tall body, the staff at the front desk didn't see it.
"I won't go to your office anymore. I have an appointment with Yan Ming at seven o'clock."
"Soon, I'll take you there in a while." Jiang Yuqian also became stubborn at this time.
"Okay, okay, annoying."
This is the first time he entered Jiang Yuqian's office, he glanced around, it was too empty, except for the potted evergreen tree in the corner, the other places were empty, even the sofa was well-behaved Moments of gray.
If it wasn't for this person who wanted to drag him to the zoo all day long, Zhou Hao would have thought he was cold.
Zhou Hao paced around, walked to the desk, and found a photo stand on the desk. The person in the photo was him—wrapped in a quilt, with his legs crossed, meditating on the bed with his eyes closed.
"When did you take the sneak shot?" Zhou Hao picked it up and looked at it carefully.
Jiang Yuqian was quite complacent, and pretended to be closed, "I won't tell you."
"Don't talk about pulling it down." Zhou Hao put down the stage, turned his face to look at Jiang Yuqian mysteriously, "Did you put Cheng Zixu's photo here before?"
Jiang Yuqian's face suddenly turned cold. He met the little lunatic's eyes and said very seriously, "No, I only showed your photo."
If these words were taken out alone, it would be a proper sentence of love, but in this context, it seems a bit empty.
Zhou Hao has a bad habit, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, and he is very tricky and weird. He didn't like Jiang Yuqian's mention of Sun Yiwen, so he used "life is over" to force others to keep silent, but how did he do it himself
In front of Jiang Yuqian, he mentioned Cheng Zixu more than once, jokingly, seriously... In short, he mentioned it in different ways.
Jiang Yuqian had a cold face every time, but he just ignored it, and he still didn't have a long memory next time.
Although there was nothing mean about it, it did hurt Jiang Yuqian's heart. Love doesn't seem to be fair at all.
Zhou Hao didn't realize that something was wrong with Jiang Yuqian, he was looking at the night scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but Jiang Yuqian comforted himself, sighed, walked over and hugged the little lunatic from behind.
"Heartless." He muttered softly.
Zhou Hao's eyes were blurred. He was not looking at the night scene, but was thinking about something. After thinking for a long time, he finally got rid of the awkwardness in his heart.
He whispered vaguely, "Jiang Yuqian, I came to see you today because I missed you..."
"What did you say?" Jiang Yuqian wasn't sure if he had heard correctly.
Zhou Hao shook his head, "It's nothing..." In fact, he had already spurned himself ten thousand times in his heart: Gentlemen, how can you say such things!
As soon as he said "nothing", Jiang Yuqian understood. It turned out that he had heard correctly just now.
What to do now, Dai Mumu lost his mind and lost his mind, so he could only hug and kiss the little lunatic.
"I have to go, it's too late." Zhou Hao broke away from Jiang Yuqian and ran out in a hurry.
People go, gossip stays.
A circle of people in the office area look at each other, and I look at yours. Two or three people get together and talk about the man just now. Sharp-eyed people discovered that this person was the one that their boss brought over for dinner during the celebration banquet. He was very tasty, holding the plate, and kept his mouth open.
Everyone pondered about their boss's taste, which was a little unexpected. The person they imagined could capture the boss is somewhat hazy and abstract. Suddenly one day, this group of images became concrete, and it didn't reach the point of perfection, which always felt a bit strange.
When Zhou Hao arrived at the place to eat, Yan Ming was already waiting for him.
"It's a little late, and there's a traffic jam on the road." Zhou Hao came running, his face was sweating, and he turned red.
Yan Ming pushed the menu to Zhou Hao, "Look, what do you want to eat?"
Zhou Hao unbuttoned the thick down jacket outside, and put the coat away, "Whatever, just watch."
"Okay, then I'll order a few dishes at will."
Yan Ming called the waiter to pick it up, and ordered a few of the shop's signature dishes.
"Why did you think of inviting me to dinner today? What's the matter?"
Yan Ming smiled and said, "I can't ask you to have a meal together if I have nothing to do."
Zhou Hao lowered his head slightly, took a sip of tea, "I'm afraid that it will affect you and Mr. Jiang."
Yan Ming looked at Zhou Haotian's genuinely happy expression, and the smile that was naturally curled up on the corner of his mouth, he knew that Zhou Hao's life must be very comfortable. He finally found a home to live in, and he also got a handsome, wealthy and caring lover. He really didn't need to go through those heart-piercing ups and downs again.
At this moment, Yan Ming hoped that he himself was dazzled and recognized the wrong person that day.
"Why do you keep staring at me?" Zhou Hao asked.
Yan Ming got out of his thoughts and shook his head, "No, I'm looking at the table behind you, that kid is really interesting."
The food came out quickly, and the two chatted while eating, talking about a lot of things about their high school days, Zhou Hao devoted himself to the whole process, recalling his life more than ten years ago with vague eyes, it was so fast, in the blink of an eye effort.
Yan Ming, however, is going through a severe ideological struggle. He has personally witnessed the days when Zhou Hao and Sun Yiwen depended on each other. At that time, they lived in a rented room of 50 square meters every day. greasy.
Although the days are hard, the two of them are happy every day.
Zhou Hao must have loved Sun Yiwen.
"How are you getting along with Jiang Yuqian? Is he lazy? Anyway, my teacher Jiang is quite lazy. He doesn't even wash his own socks, saying he wants to focus on learning." Yan Ming asked roundabout.
Zhou Hao picked up the cup, took a sip of the tea, and seemed a little embarrassed, "His elm bump can only be bullied."
"He's been nice to you."
"Okay."
Yan Ming also took a sip of tea from his cup, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Hao, "Then do you want to understand why people are alive now?"
Zhou Hao grinned suddenly, a little foolishly, and said, "You're right, just let things take their course. Have you read Yu Hua's "To Live", what did he say?"
Yan Ming followed him and said silently, "Live to live."
After reading, Yan Ming also smiled, the problem that bothered him was completely solved, the answer is—
There is no need to say anything, because it is meaningless.
"He is really nice to me, at least he does the laundry and the dishes." Zhou Hao said suddenly.
"That's great. Let's call Shang Jiang Yuqian and my teacher Jiang another day. Let's have a meal together. It's been a long time since we got together."
"Okay, you decide the time."