Second-Hand Love Letter

Chapter 33: Second-Hand Love Letters 32

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"I don't think so well, or I'd better find another small hotel to live in."

Lu Yong was stunned for a moment, thinking, does Shen Wenqiu not want to share a room with him? It seemed a little too close, and it wasn't the previous situation where the two were just friends and didn't know anything about it. Shen Wenqiu would avoid him for a reason.

However, Lu Yong still refused: "No."

Shen Wenqiu's mental state is so bad, although Shen Wenqiu looks completely normal on the surface, but who knows if he will suddenly lose his mind? He had to have him with him all the time as much as possible.

Shen Wenqiu did not expect to be rejected so simply, there was almost no pause in the middle, and Lu Yong frowned, with a tone that was not room for negotiation.

Lu Yong swiped his room card, opened the door, and entered the room without hesitation. Shen Wenqiu unknowingly followed in first, muttering as he walked, "People like me don't deserve to live in such a good hotel."

Lu Yong stopped for a step, he just took off his coat, hung it on his left arm, hooked the fingers of his right hand on the bow tie, did not continue to pull the tie, and said: "Then let's go and return the room, and I will accompany you to a small hotel. "

It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Why didn't he feel it in Lu Yong? I didn't see Lu Yong deliberately putting on his clothes.

Shen Wenqiu said angrily: "If you insist on taking the second-class seat, why do you still insist on staying in a small hotel with me? You must be a bit ostentatious to be a good boss, right? Otherwise, what will people think of you?"

Lu Yong said: "I don't care. Your medicine is with me, I have to watch you."

Shen Wenqiu did not continue to insist, Lu Yong's cell phone rang, and Lu Yong answered the phone: "Hello? Hello... Yes, we have arrived at the hotel."

Shen Wenqiu murmured: "... you still dare to share a room with me, did you really not take what I said before?"

After changing his clothes, he went to have a welcome banquet. At the banquet, people from relevant government departments and bosses of other local old factories chatted half of serious business and half of gossip.

Someone in the seat tried to persuade Lu Yong to drink, Lu Yong smiled and said he didn't know how to drink, but when the other party had finished drinking, he insisted on drinking.

Shen Wenqiu thought about it, as a secretary, should he help the boss block the bar? So he took the wine and drank it all. Lu Yong had no choice but to drink half a glass, and his face flushed immediately after drinking, which made people believe that he really doesn't know how to drink.

Then there was this strange scene, Mr. Lu, who was tall and burly and looked very social, hadn't had a few sips of wine, and the gentle little secretary next to him was drinking and punching, and drank all the men at the table. fall down.

Shen Wenqiu was very good, if it wasn't for Lu Yong who was pulling him by the side, he would almost have stepped on the table.

It was the first time Lu Yong saw him like this, he couldn't help but startled.

The meal didn't end until after eleven o'clock.

Shen Wenqiu was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily. Lu Yong helped him to walk, and Shen Wenqiu was almost hanging on Lu Yong's body.

Shen Wenqiu reeked of alcohol, Lu Yong didn't dislike him, and half dragged and half hugged him back to the hotel room.

Put Shen Wenqiu on the bed first.

Shen Wenqiu's cheeks were abnormally red from drinking, his eyes were tightly closed, he looked unhappy, he didn't know if he was asleep or awake, and he didn't move when he lay down.

Lu Yong first helped him take off his shoes, moved his feet onto the bed, then went to the bathroom, mixed some hot water, soaked a warm towel, and was going to wipe Shen Wenqiu's face and neck.

As soon as he came out, he heard a small sobbing sound.

Lu Yong was dumbfounded.

Did he just walk away for a minute? This is what happened.

Shen Wenqiu turned over and lay on his side, curled up into a ball, crying sobbingly. The kind of crying that seemed to be afraid of being discovered but could not be restrained.

Crying so much that Lu Yong felt his heart was about to break, even though intellectually he knew that Shen Wenqiu was probably insane from alcohol.

It's not surprising that drunk people do anything.

Lu Yong walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, put his hands on Shen Wenqiu's shoulders, and wanted to turn him over and ask him carefully.

But Shen Wenqiu pushed against him like a calf, and refused to turn towards him: "Don't touch me."

Lu Yong asked, "Why are you crying?"

Shen Wenqiu said: "I want to cry, I cry when I want to cry. Do you care about me?"

Lu Yong sighed, after drinking, he can't take medicine tonight, so let's put him to sleep first. Lu Yong said in a tone like coaxing a baby: "Wipe your face, okay? Wipe your face and hands before we go to sleep, otherwise it will be dirty."

Shen Wenqiu cried and yelled at him: "What's so dirty about it, I've slept on the side of the road, I'm not afraid of being dirty."

Lu Yong stretched out his hand to wipe his face forcefully, Shen Wenqiu pushed his hand: "Um...!"

Lu Yong asked him again: "It's time to go to bed, do you undress yourself, or should I undress for you?"

Shen Wenqiu did not speak, lay down for two minutes, took a deep breath, sat up, and said numbly, "I will take it off myself."

After finishing speaking, he began to pull the clothes on his body viciously, as if he wanted to tear them, and took off one after another. Lu Yong took out the pajamas in his suitcase, turned around and found that he was almost completely stripped off, and hurriedly shouted Stop: "Don't take it off, okay, okay, change into pajamas."

Shen Wenqiu only had one pair of underwear on his body at this time, and he changed into his pajamas in front of Lu Yong. Lu Yong took a look, and didn't have the nerve to look at the white-flowered body carefully, but felt thin, so thin that He is distressed.

It has been raised for two months, and I haven't seen much meat.

Shen Wenqiu seemed to have stopped crying, and Lu Yong wrapped him in a quilt.

The muddy orange light from the wall lamp shrouded Shen Wenqiu's face. He had just trimmed his short hair a while ago, but now it fell apart because he was lying on his back, and his eyes were dazed because of drunkenness. He hiccupped, and his face looked so Ignorant and childish, very cute.

Lu Yong's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but leaned down. Before he got close, he came back to his senses. Finally, he reached out and touched his forehead: "Little Baa, don't drink so much next time, it doesn't matter if you don't drink." .”

Shen Wenqiu nodded with a headache: "Oh."

They haven't slept in the same room for many years.

Thinking of Shen Wenqiu sleeping in the same room not far away, Lu Yong couldn't help but feel uneasy, and didn't go to sleep immediately after turning off the lights.

Then a soft cry was heard.

Lu Yong asked: "What are you crying about?"

Shen Wenqiu said in a daze, "I don't know..."

Lu Yong turned on the light again, wrapped the person in a quilt like a silkworm baby, hugged his own quilt, went to Shen Wenqiu's bed, and slept next to him.

Then turn off the light, wipe his tears, and whisper: "Can you tell me secretly if there is something?"

Shen Wenqiu cried for a while, then said incoherently, "Is that scarf still there?"

Lu Yong asked: "Which one?"

Shen Wenqiu said simply: "The Lingge one."

Lu Yong came to his senses in an instant, and he said, "Yes, it's in my hometown. I'll take care of it."

Shen Wenqiu leaned on the pillow and wept silently, sniffing: "I didn't mean to step on that scarf dirty."

Lu Yong: "Well..."

Shen Wenqiu seemed to know exactly what he was doing, but he didn't seem to know. There were some things he didn't say all the time: "Actually, when I came back to you, I just wanted to apologize to you and say sorry to you. I shouldn't have insulted you like that. "

Lu Yong had a lot of words stuffed in his chest, but in the end there were only three words: "It's okay, little baa."

He doesn't blame Shen Wenqiu, anyone who is suddenly confessed by his brother will find it hard to accept.

In fact, he had a premonition of rejection before he said it.

Even if he really didn't accept him, he wasn't surprised, he just wanted to be in the queue in Shen Wenqiu's heart, but he didn't expect to be swept out directly.

When Shen Wenqiu heard Lu Yong say "it's okay", his nose turned sour for no reason, and he cried even harder.

Lu Yong was at a loss.

Shen Wenqiu continued: "At that time, I thought, you and your father are the only ones in your family, and you don't have any other relatives. Your father expects so much from you and keeps saying that you want you to be famous. It's not easy for you to do it..." …to be gay.”

In the end, he still felt ashamed and couldn't tell.

"We were so close..."

Lu Yong took the tissue on the bedside and stuffed it to him: "I see, I'm not angry, I won't be angry with you, little baa."

I thought it would appease Shen Wenqiu, but I didn't expect it to be the opposite: "I am annoyed when you are like this, why are you not angry? Why are you not angry? I have treated you like that, you should get angry at least, and scold me!" I did something wrong, I want to break up with you, I humiliate you, I brutalize you, I deserve it, I deserve it, I deserve it! You scolded me!" Lu Yong was stunned by the scolding, and it took a long time to let go He choked out half a sentence in a low, Mao-like voice: "... I can't bear to scold you anyway."

Shen Wenqiu's breathing was unsteady, whirring like an angry little animal.

Lu Yong stretched out his hand to touch his face, he was hot from the wine, and had the illusion of burning his palm.

Shen Wenqiu was still crying uncontrollably, and said apologetically, "You, do you want to be like this? You are so kind to those who have dumped you? Actually, you don't have to feel responsible for me, is it? I will reappear in front of you on my own initiative."

Lu Yong thought to himself, what kind of responsibility is it, it's just that he couldn't control his soft heart when he saw you: "I don't mind."

Shen Wenqiu said: "But I don't mind. If it's not really helpless, I really don't want to find you."

How embarrassing it is for the person you like to see yourself in your ugliest state, even the last bit of decency is gone.

Lu Yong smiled wryly, also, if Shen Wenqiu hadn't become a dead person, desperate, how could he come to him.

Shen Wenqiu said and said back: "Actually, I wanted to die a long time ago. I was thinking about you, thinking about what I said to you so badly back then, so I wanted to apologize to you. I thought We can always be good friends."

Lu Yong's mouth became dry: "We can also be good friends again now, don't think about dying anymore, little baa, I will stay with you."

Shen Wenqiu didn't say yes or no.

Listening to his voice, Lu Yong gradually stopped crying, thinking that Shen Wenqiu was going to sleep, then he heard him suddenly ask: "Did you really like me before?"

Lu Yong's heart skipped a beat: "... yes."

Shen Wenqiu leaned closer to him, changed into clean pajamas, the scent of softener and the faint smell of alcohol mixed together, he asked innocently and confusedly: "Then I said let you sleep eight hundred times - why don't you?"

"Dayong, you are so kind to me, I don't know how to repay you."

"I don't want money anymore, it's not considered prostitution. Don't you want to let go of your regrets in high school? Or is it because I'm old and you think it's different, so you reject me?"