Chen Gong didn't go back to the company, but went straight home.
But after he parked the car in the parking lot of the apartment, Chen Gong didn't want to get out of the car. The sufficient air-conditioning in the car made people comfortable, but when he got home, he had to adapt to the sultry heat. Indoor temperature dropped...
Just thinking about it makes me greasy and depressed.
There was a cigarette on the dashboard, which Zheng Yi gave to him just now.
Chen Gong touched it, rolled down the window to light it, and sighed deeply as the smoke came out of his mouth.
Chen Gong realized that his emotions at the moment were anger. But where this anger arises, I really don't understand.
When he turned on his phone, there was no missed call from Zheng Yi in the contact records; when he clicked on the chat list on WeChat, there was no message from Zheng Yi—there was no action to explain anything to himself.
Aware of his expectations, Chen Gong felt that he was ridiculous - he was nothing more than the red oil hot pot used by the dandy son, and he burned his mouth, so he turned to look for the next delicacy, why pay it back Explain something to a pot of choking chili peppers...
Isn't there still Yang Yi's warm invitation to him tonight
The voice of the public broadcaster, the tone is lingering and sad - let alone Zheng Yi, even listening to it makes his cheeks get hot and his pants tighten. But Chen Gong is not Yang Yi, not a cute little sheep, but a big bear who has been weathered in the wilderness. Even if he tries his best, he can't manage to have a sweet and sweet tone.
Thinking of this, Chen Gong smiled bitterly.
Traveling and tiring, instead of continuing to spend time in the car thinking about the species difference between "bears and sheep", it is better to go upstairs and go home to take a bath and go to bed earlier.
Unbuckling the seat belt and pulling out the key, Chen Gong was about to get out of the car when the phone in his hand suddenly rang.
Caller ID: [Sean].
Staring at the familiar name in confusion for a long time, Chen Gong finally confirmed that he was not mistaken, and muttered: "...What is this person calling for? - Am I consuming the sheep?"
After thinking about it, I pressed the answer.
When Wang Yao arrived at the restaurant, Zheng Yi was sitting on the sofa in the box, playing with his mobile phone.
After sitting down, Wang Yao asked him, "Which one are you tossing about?"
Zheng Yi sat up straight, pointed to the menu on the table with his chin, and said, "Uncle Wang, please order."
With a constipated look on his face, Wang Yao said, "You... scary! When I was fine, I didn't call me Pharaoh - now suddenly you call me Uncle Wang, and I'm flustered..."
Zheng Yi also had a bitter face and tried to smile: "Uncle, I'm uncomfortable..."
Wang Yao flipped through the recipe in his hand, but his eyes kept falling on Zheng Yi: "Don't be impulsive - tell your uncle what's going on?"
Zheng Yi bit the straw of lemonade: "What did you say you asked me to do... You, a straight man in his 40s and a family, can't understand the love and hatred of a young man like me... "
Wang Yao was unhappy: "Hey - I don't understand why, the old straight man has the life experience and wisdom of the old straight man!"
Zheng Yi looked at Wang Yao with half-dead eyes. After watching it for a long time, he was happy again. After a long time, he frowned and said, "I gave Chen Gong a scumbag."
Wang Yao took a sip of lemonade.
After being sprayed with water by Pharaoh, Zheng Yi went to the bathroom to wash his face, just in time to cool his forehead.
When returning from the bathroom to the box, there were two more people in the seat - Qiu Mang, and her brother.
Only then did Zheng Yi feel much more at ease - bypassing Qiumang with a sullen face, rubbing directly next to Qiumang's younger brother, grabbing the boy's shoulders and turning back to Qiumang with a flattering smile: "It's still my sister who understands me, give me the oxygen of my soul. Bring it here!"
The boy Zheng Yi called "Spiritual Oxygen Bar" called Qiuqiu. He was half of Zheng Yi's childhood. They played together in high school, and they didn't separate until Zheng Yi went to study in college.
The personality is simple, upright and kind, and the point is that he has not changed from childhood to adulthood - Zheng Yi really has come into contact with too many young masters who came out of the "silt" of the "dumb family" and were finally "dyed" into a mess, and the autumn is undoubtedly many failures One of the rare snow lotus flowers in this case was nicknamed "Spiritual Oxygen Bar" by Zheng.
Here, Zheng Yi rubbed Qiu's blue hair and teased him, "Are you still used to your boyfriend's 'dye fetish'?" Qiu Mang over there cleared his throat heavily.
Zheng Yi was so frightened that he restrained his movements and did not dare to face Qiumang. He winked at Wang Yao and said, "You are too big, why did you call so many people - farewell in advance?"
Wang Yao said, "You kid, the old straight man can't understand it, can Qiumang understand it in autumn?"
Qiumang was also rude: "There's no way to go - what's wrong with your nerves?"
Zheng Yi hid behind Qiu, just like when Qiumang taught him a fight with someone in high school: "Good sister, don't be stern... I'm afraid..."
With a constipated look on his face, Qiumang sneered: "Heh - I didn't call my sister when I was fine - and now I suddenly call my sister, I'm flustered!"
After listening to Qiumang's lines, Zheng Yixin summed up: No wonder Wang Yao always admires Qiumang? The two of them are really the same kind of people, and they say the same thing in terms of lines.
Qiumang held his chin and stared at Zheng Yi and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zheng Yi moved a little behind Qiu Qiu, first looked at Wang Yao who was sitting across from him, then looked at Qiu Qiu next to him, and finally turned back and looked at Qiu Mang cautiously with dodging eyes: "I realize... I like Chen. attacked."
Qiumang took a sip of lemonade.
The winning bid this time is autumn.
After being thrown out of the car by Chen Gong two hours ago, Zheng Yi and Wang Yao offered to resign.
On the other side of the phone, Wang Yao urged Zheng Yi to "calm down first", and made an appointment with Zheng Yi to "have a good talk", and Zheng Yi agreed.
After hanging up Wang Yao's call, Zheng Yi wiped away the "remorseful tears of a hot-blooded man" and calmed down.
- "Are you in love with my senior?"
Zheng Yi thought: It seems so.
I hadn't noticed it before... But at the moment when he let go of Chen Gong's arm just now, looking at Chen Gong's back, Zheng Yicai felt that the answer was very positive - "Yes."
When investigating the origin of the love, Zheng Yicai felt that everything made sense: it was not sympathy for him for treating street stalls as a delicacy in the world; it was not pity for him smoking cheap cigarettes; it was not the guilt that he frequently tripped over him; He is violated; every time his emotions are ignited, his forehead starts to heat up, he becomes reckless and impulsive... It is based on a premise - I like him.
After Zheng Yi's HALO interview in August, a series of artillery shells bombed Qiu Mang that night:
- "Chen Gong is so handsome!"
- "Do you know him?"
- "Is it possible?"
It seems that it is not so pleasant and romantic to describe my mood by "seeing the mood". After thinking about it for a long time, I found "love at first sight" from the lack of thesaurus.
"I fell in love at first sight, and I went deeper and deeper, and I didn't have any motives that moved the world. It's that simple... Sister, I think you're right: how you changed the way to toss him later, it was all because he wasn't convinced that he treated me like that. Indifferent, I want to brush my presence in front of him... "
Qiumang sighed helplessly: "Then you like people, if you want to confess, you can confess, and if you don't want to confess, you can restrain yourself; why are you arguing about leaving?"
Wang Yao nodded in agreement.
"It's too complicated - to put it simply, I accidentally learned that Chen Gong was bullied one day... It means: the bullied person is suspected of being Chen Gong - I just want to find out: is he really the one who was bullied? People. Then I lost my ID card when I happened to go to Chengdu on a business trip, he took me in for one night; the next day I found my ID card again, I opened a room but didn't go back to sleep, I still stayed in Chen Gong's room... "
After listening to Zheng Yi's long talk about the ins and outs, Wang Yao nodded slightly: "Then... why don't you go back to your room to sleep?"
Zheng Yi explained: "Because I am looking for an opportunity to verify whether he is the one who was bullied!"
Qiumang puzzled: "Does it have anything to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter but... But I like him!" Zheng Yi was full of confidence - after he figured out his feelings, those behaviors that he didn't know his motives were explained at the moment. Zheng Yi took a sip and continued: "Then I didn't hide my room card well, and when Chen Gong saw it, he asked me what was going on - I can't say I want to know if you were bullied - so no The matter of face makes such a face-saving person admit it, isn't that killing him?"
"Yes." As Chen Gong's apprentice, Qiu nodded his head like garlic.
Wang Yao asked: "Then what - how did you explain it?"
"I was in a hurry and said: 'Because I like you, I want to live with you in the same room!' - Chen Gong is such a liar, so he actually believed it."
Wang Yao nodded again and again and sighed, "You are smart! I can't make it up for me..." But Qiumang stopped him by saying, "Are you all stupid? What's so smart about this?!"
Here, Zheng Yi continued: "Then when I came back from the landing this afternoon, I made an appointment with someone to open a room to play tonight... I accidentally released the voice, and the person said that the room was ready and waited for me— Chen Gong heard it and felt that I was playing tricks on him..."
Qiumang said: "I'm also angry at me!"
Qiu said: "Give me and I'll beat you!"
Zheng Yi smiled bitterly: "I really want to be beaten by him. Anyway, he can let out his anger... But he didn't beat me, so he left me on the side of the road."
"So..." Wang Yao became more and more confused: "I want to leave... just because of this?"
"Just because of this." Zheng nodded.
Qiumang didn't understand again: "Why?"
Zheng Yi didn't understand why Qiumang couldn't understand: "It's not clear that Chen Gong can't tolerate me even more in the future?"
Qiumang still didn't understand: "Then explain to him..."
Zheng Yi shook his head: "I can say that I have said this before - I'm not a fool, I can't say it because I die!"
Qiumang's head "squeaked" and remembered what Zheng Yi had repeatedly asked: "Is there a peach-shaped birthmark on his left chest?!"
Chen Gong was bullied; he couldn't say it yet; the peach-shaped birthmark on his chest...
Qiumang frowned: "Could it be... Could it be that Chen Gong was caught..."
This time, Qiu Qiu was quick to talk: "Senior Chen Gong is actually a very good person - as long as he wasn't raped or something like that, why can't you directly confirm with him?"
Zheng Yi thumped the table: "But it's just—"
Talk fast and the car brakes fast. Zheng Yi closed his mouth in half, but the eyes of the other three were all focused on Zheng Yi.
It took a little effort to make a smile, Zheng Yi tried to get away with it: "Oh no... how can it be?"
Then it was quiet for a few seconds.
Zheng Yi slapped his hot forehead with a slap: "I'm just a fucking bastard! I just can't tell a lie! - If anyone dares to say this, I'll... I'll kill my relatives righteously!"
Qiu Mang raised his hand and waved away Zheng Zhang's threat: "How did you know?"
Zheng Yi let out a "tsk", thought about it, took out his cell phone from his pocket and flipped it, and muttered sadly in his mouth: "But I can't show him to your girl's family... Forget it, I'll show it to Autumn— In the fall, please help me identify if this is Chen Gong - hey, what the hell am I doing, why should I show him to others... It's still one less person who knows it's a... "
So he muttered to himself and took the evidence back into his pocket.
Wang Yao suddenly said: "Okay... Zheng Yi, keep it away, don't show it to anyone - actually, I know a little about Chen Gong being sexually... bullied... "
Zheng Yi raised his head.
Wang Yao took out his cell phone and a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket, and lit one himself: "Chen Gong is actually quite handsome..."
Zheng Yi nodded again and again.
"Now in HALO, I don't dress very well. I dress like a high school student every day. When he was singing in a bar in Houhai, he was very handsome! At that time, he encountered a lot of salty pig hands..." Wang Yao said, from the mobile phone album I dug out an old picture and put it on the table.
Zheng Yi hurriedly pulled over to take a look.
"At that time, we often went to the bar in that area, and Chen Gong and I knew him at that time. Once when our company was shooting something, we rented Chen Gong's bar during the day; he was on duty that day - he also worked as a waiter during the day. - That time the photographer made a mistake on a small problem on the equipment, Chen Gong came over and said that he could help and solved it in a few moments, and then took the opportunity to talk to me - This kid has a brain and knows what he wants; I can also see that he is actively trying to contact us, to join the line of our photography company. I think he is motivated, so I gave him the opportunity-"
"He was in his junior year... I went to find out that he was gone a few times, and asked his boss, but he was beaten and was hospitalized - because he slapped the guests. I have his WeChat, and I will Go ask him what's wrong with the guy? He said it's nothing, he had a conflict with the client. I said you can sing whatever song they ask you to sing, why are you arguing with them?"
Speaking of which, Wang Yao paused, knocked the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then sighed, met Zheng Yi's "thirsty" eyes and continued: "Chen Gong said: They poured yogurt on the microphone. Let me lick them and show them…”
Wang Yao looked at Zheng Yi, and saw a big teardrop in his eyes falling on the table.
"I told him: you come to work with me, you won't go to the bar in the future - he will come. Later, your father sold the company, I jumped out to do it alone - now HALO - I have been taking him with me... "
After listening to the story, Zheng Yi tilted his head and wiped away tears.
After wiping it for a long time, Zheng Yi angrily scolded his unsatisfactory eyes and said, "Fuck!"
Qiu patted him on the shoulder, and Zheng Yi hurriedly wanted to explain. Qiuqiu said: "I understand - the angry tears of a hot-blooded man..."
It took a lot of effort for Zheng Yi to stop his tears, he was quiet for a long time, then frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "I really like him... I don't know where the sense of responsibility comes from - I just want to protect him, and I want to help He should be a little bit of wind and rain... When I think that I didn't appear by his side at that time, I feel that I missed the timing and made a big mistake, and let him suffer that kind of crime - I can't wait to slap myself when I think about it... "
After listening, Wang Yao couldn't help laughing: "Silly boy, didn't you suffer in England at that time?" After speaking, he breathed out and nodded: "But love is like this: there is no logic..."
Qiumang had just finished wiping his tears, and snorted a few times to Zheng Dao: "If you feel that you owe him this, you want to have the opportunity to make up for him, and if you want to have the opportunity to express your heart to him, then don't do it. Thinking about such a naive thing as quitting..."
Zheng nodded.
Qiu Qiu said without thinking: "But as far as I know—Senior Chen Gong is also 1."
Zheng Yi, Qiumang, and Wang Yao said at the same time, "What?"
A casual remark suddenly attracted so much attention, Qiu was a little flustered, and finally looked at Qiu Mang and said, "Senior Chen Gong is not a person who has chased after your age in the clothing department... What is it called?... What is it called..."
Qiumang's memory also found this vague gossip because it was too long ago: "Sean?"
"Yes!" Qiu nodded again and again.
The author has something to say: Little Theater 1—
Zheng Yi left the hot-blooded man in tears: "No matter what he is, just saying that Chen Gong is not straight, this is too damn good!"
Qiumang: "?"
Zheng Yizhong said: "This is really good..."
Small Theater 2—
I have been writing about pure love for a long time, and there is one thing that has a strong sense of disobedience: how do you feel that straight men in novels cherish animals... Everyone else is bent...
Small Theater 3—
"Autumn baby, Daddy loves you!"