"Then are you afraid? Afraid of other people's eyes?" Zhang Heng suddenly stopped the car and stopped on the road in the middle of the night.
"..." Gu Zhun was still rational, and advised, "Drive the car away first, and I'll talk to you later."
Zhang Heng thought about it, and what he said was right. Even though there were no cars passing by in the middle of the night, and there were no traffic cameras in the area, he obediently drove the car to a place where it could be parked and stopped.
"Can you speak now?"
"… Can."
Zhang Heng grabbed Gu Zhun's shoulder: "Why are you afraid? Is it because I can't give you a sense of security?"
"No." Gu Zhun shook his head in denial.
Zhang Heng's eye sockets were already a little red. Why
Seven years ago, I met you, I liked you, and for the first time I clearly realized that I like you, whether you are a boy or a girl. I never doubted this love. I have been persisting, persisting, until I secretly recruited you to be my little assistant by my side.
Along the way, I have gone through so much.
Don't you know what I mean
My heart will not be broken easily because of such a little gossip and discussion. Because I love you, love very deeply.
And you
"... Gu Zhun, if I dare to bring you back to the Zhang family and ask grandpa for permission, it means that I am not afraid of these rumors."
Gu Zhun nodded, then paused for a few seconds, still frowning and looking up at Zhang Heng with red eyes: "I know. I'm not afraid of gossips against me, I'm afraid of gossips against you. You are the president, you need Watch out for your public image. I don't want to see you being pointed at like this behind your back."
Zhang Heng embraced Gu Zhun, and hugged Gu Zhun in his arms: "I know you are worried about me and worry about me. But I have nothing to do with you. Instead, I am most afraid of you."
Gu Zhun buried his head in Zhang Heng's chest: "Thank you."
"Promise me, if there is anything, you can just say it with confidence. I will always listen to you by your side."
"Well, I know. I'm sorry, the Chinese people's hypocrisy has committed a problem."
"It doesn't matter."
Maybe it's because they've liked each other for a long time, and the other party's temper has already been felt very clearly. Even if Gu Zhun slowly discovered his feelings at work seven years later, who knows if he actually fell in love with this big boy beside him who seemed to never grow up seven years ago? The intentions of the two promote each other to understand each other better.
Then Zhang Heng should think about proposing. But what if Gu Zhun doesn't like to propose? After all, marriage proposal is the same thing as formalism. As long as the hearts are really together, if the two really want to be with each other, then what are they afraid of? So why fear a combination without the guarantee of substance and form
However, in this regard, I still need to ask my sister Gu Li for her opinion. After all, my sister is the one who knows Gu Zhun best.
"Sister Gu Li, do you think I need to make a marriage proposal or something?"
"Why do you think so?"
"Because... last time, Gu Zhun and I said 'let's get married' and he changed the subject, although I don't know if he did it on purpose..."
"I don't think a marriage proposal is necessary. You can just hold a grand wedding directly. As a surprise, it will be easier for Gu Zhunyi to fall in love with you."
"Shouldn't the wedding be prepared by two people together?"
Gu Li nodded and said he didn't deny it: "But, our Gu Zhun is the kind of person who can do everything simply. You have paid attention to him since the second year of junior high school, you should know?"
Zhang Heng thought about Gu Zhun
It was indeed like this in my student days. From the first time I saw him doing homework in the gazebo in the second day of junior high school, the pen in his hand has been obediently put in his pen bag since then. Followed him all the way to the third year of junior high school.
Once, Zhang Heng opened Gu Zhun's pencil case to see what was inside. I found out that this pencil case has been used since the fourth grade of Gu Zhun Primary School. why? Because there were the words "Gu Zhun, Class 1, Class 4 (1) of Yucai Primary School" that Gu Li helped Gu Zhun embroider in the pencil case.
You said... is it very six
Then look at the pens in the pencil case, gel pens of the same style and color, and a three-piece set of red, black and blue refills in a combination pack.
"Why don't you get another pen with red and blue refills?"
"Reinstall it when you need it."
"That's so troublesome..."
Zhang Heng muttered, reaching out his hand to put the red refill into the pen case that he had just used up the refill ink, intending to use it for Gu Zhun, but Gu Zhun stopped him.
"There is basically nothing wrong with my homework, and there is no need to correct it."
"..." Zhang Heng stared at Gu Zhun with wide eyes, not knowing what to say. Gu Zhun's words were stabbed one after another every minute, it hurt too much.
"Then fill in the blue refill!"
"No need. Some time ago, the Chinese teacher commented under my class notes that it is recommended to use colors other than black for key marks. I just bought blue refills. Now the teacher does not accept class notes, nor do I. Need to use it."
"..." Zhang Heng was speechless, even though he picked up Gu Zhun's Chinese class notes and flipped through them, all of which were densely packed with black characters, as if there were thousands of spiders crawling on Gu Zhun's homework book , Makes the scalp numb. Indeed, it is also very beautiful to occasionally have some blue writing mixed with black writing.
But what Gu Zhun pursues is minimalism, and it is absolutely impossible for the girls in the class who like to use colorful refills and yellow, blue and red highlighters to agree with this point.
"... Haha, as long as you like it."
From then on, Zhang Heng did not force Gu Zhun, but would occasionally pick up a few colorful pen refills from the stationery store opposite the school and bring them back to school for Gu Zhun.
All the girls in the stationery store stared at Zhang Heng, thinking, there are still boys who like to use colored refills to make colorful notes, which is really unexpected. Meeting classmates in the class made Zhang Heng even more uncomfortable.
"Wow, I didn't expect Zhang Heng, a scumbag, to like to make colorful notes..."
"..."
Back at school, Zhang Heng handed Gu Zhun the pen refill he bought: "Here."
"… ha?"
"Don't ask, here." Zhang Heng didn't want to say anything more at first, but when he thought that it would be a waste if Gu Zhun didn't use it, he lied nonsense, "You and I are not from the same class. Is it from the group? Your notebooks are all densely packed black, and my head hurts when I look at it... You can use colored pens to circle the important and difficult points or draw a horizontal line, so it’s easier for me to look at it.”
"..." Gu Zhun thought for a while, and felt that Zhang Heng did this for his own benefit, so it was only natural for him to accept these pen refills. In the future, he would show Zhang Heng whatever notes he wanted to see. What's the matter, "Well, but I think the most important thing for you is your comprehension ability."
"... I want you to take care of it!"
Yes, Zhang Heng didn't lack concentration. When he looked at the notes and the photo of Gu Zhun, he was more serious than anyone else. He's just kind of dumb.
"Pfft." Zhang Heng recalled the past, unconsciously a little funny, covered his mouth to hold back the laugh, but still carelessly
Laughed out loud.
"What's wrong?"
"Hahahahahahahahaha ... ... Nothing ... I just thought of the past ... hahahahahahahahahahaha ..."
Gu Li shook his head helplessly, and looked at Zhang Heng with the eyes of a fool: "Hey...you child has been so stupid since you were a child, so naive."
"Sister Gu Li, thank you, I think I know what I should do, you are right."
"Then go ahead and do it. If you need help, just call me sister."
Zhang Heng seemed to think of something: "Sister, why don't you live at your brother-in-law's house?"
"Fool, I call it Huimen now, and this is my natal home. Besides, the two of us worked together to provide a house in the urban area, and the decoration has been completed. We moved there after waiting for the smell to dissipate."
"Oh! Isn't that another red envelope?"
"No, no, just come and have a meal."
Next comes the polite words. Gu Zhun had already gone to sleep in the room ahead of time, Zhang Heng and Gu Li said good night and got into Gu Zhun's bed and slept soundly covered.
Gu Zhun's bed was still a single-sized bed that he bought ten years ago, so it was really difficult to sleep two people. But Gu Zhun didn't say anything, neither did Zhang Heng. No one said: "This bed is so crowded, it's hard to sleep."
As long as you are by my side, it is the best catalyst for sleep.
Zhang Heng got up early in the morning and rushed to the company, secretly preparing something in order to hide it from Gu Zhun. "Hello, Wen Yihong?"
"Well... what's wrong with you? It's so early in the morning, it's not like you..."
"I... I just want to say good morning to you."
Wen Yihong dismissed it: "Forget it, don't lie to me. Just tell me what you want me to do for you. If I don't want to help you, I'm the loser."
"..." Zhang Heng pursed his lips, this guy is still playing tricks with me, trying to make me admit defeat? ?
Well, for Gu Zhun's sake, I won't talk to him either.
"I lost. I want you to do something for me. I'll tell you the details at noon, but I can't tell you now... In short, you go to XXX restaurant and wait for me at noon."
After that, Zhang Heng made several phone calls to different people, and they all met at XXXX restaurant at noon.
noon.
Gu Zhun asked Zhang Heng as usual: "What do you want to eat? I'll go down and buy it for you."
"No, I'm going out to eat."
"Recently my wallet has been a little flat, so I'll eat something cheap."
Because for a long time, Zhang Heng and Gu Zhun went out to eat with AA, which was a rule set by Gu Zhun. Before you officially become a husband and wife, you should clearly distinguish the property relationship.
Zhang Heng nodded symbolically, picked up his phone and wallet, and walked out the door. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he turned around and said to Gu Zhun, "If you want to go out to eat, go by yourself. I don't need it for a few days." Help me buy food."
"..."
How is this going? In the past, when eating at noon, either Gu Zhun went downstairs to the company's cafeteria to order the meal, and the two of them gathered around the small coffee table in the office to have a happy meal, or one day Zhang Heng rose up, I want to take Gu Zhun to eat in a restaurant outside. But today is weird...
Zhang Heng didn't want to eat in the cafeteria with him in the office, nor did he want to go out to eat with him.
Why
Why
Gu Zhun couldn't figure it out.
The only thing that can be guessed is: Zhang Heng... Is there something he is hiding from himself
Only this conjecture is established.
(end of this chapter)