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Zhuang Hanxue heard him get up, looked back at him, looked at the photo again, and said, "You are no different from when you were in college, just changed your hairstyle. Your ex-boyfriend looks good, but he looks I'm not the same type at all, well, except that they are older than you."
Qiu Zheyan was worried that he would be angry just now, but seeing him so calm now, as if he was criticizing the plot of a certain TV series, it was more than nothing to do with him, and he felt inexplicably upset.
Qiu Zheyan took the photo and asked, "Where did you find the photo?"
In the photo, red brick walls, yellow ginkgo, he is dressed more childishly than he is now, sportswear, the man beside him is half a head shorter than him, wearing a knitted sweater and black pants, he is handsome and gentle, with a stable personality.
Zhuang Hanxue said: "It's just under the mattress. I wondered what it was. I took it out and saw it was a group photo. This person must be your ex-boyfriend."
Qiu Zheyan didn't speak.
Zhuang Hanxue crossed his legs and asked curiously, "Will you talk to me?"
Qiu Zheyan's face turned darker: "There's nothing to say."
The more he was unwilling to talk about it, the more curious Zhuang Hanxue became, and he asked, "Why are you talking? Why, what's left? So I don't want to mention it? Forget it... why are you angry..."
Qiu Zheyan grabbed his shoulder: "Aren't you jealous when you see pictures of me and other men?"
Zhuang Hanxue wondered: "Uh, what's there to be jealous about? I don't know how many years we broke up, right?"
"'What's there to be jealous about? I don't know how many years we broke up, right?'—he answered me so plainly." After returning to China, Qiu Zheyan went to his friend to complain depressedly, and leaned on the table with his forehead arm, "Why isn't he jealous at all?"
The bar owner said jokingly: "Is the boyfriend who eats jealous just because he sees the picture of his ex-boyfriend will be killed?"
Qiu Zheyan was quite distressed: "But I always feel that he doesn't love me very much. It seems that we are just a relationship between raising and being raised."
The boss stopped wiping the wine glass, and after a while, he said, "You haven't been conscious all this time, have you?"
Qiu Zheyan asked: "What self-awareness?"
The boss said: "He doesn't go to work, he doesn't work, he lives in yours, eats yours, uses yours, and maintains a relationship with money transactions. In the usual sense, it's called nurturing. Friends."
Qiu Zheyan straightened up and retorted angrily: "No! Those who have no feelings are called nurturing. I am in a relationship with him, but he can't make money and doesn't want to go to work, so I spoil him. I don't need him to go to work. I support him. That's all. We said we liked each other. I like him, and he likes me!"
The boss asked: "He said he likes you? On the bed? It doesn't matter if a man is on the bed."
Qiu Zheyan categorically denied: "Of course not on the bed."
Qiu Zheyan recalled the scene when Zhuang Hanxue told him he liked it.
For example, say to him: "The pack of cigarettes you gave me a few days ago has already been smoked. Give me another pack... I know that we have not yet reached the maximum three days we agreed to give a pack of cigarettes. I know that smoking too much is not good for the body. Okay, then give me half a pack, hey, three sticks are fine too. Thank you Qiuqiu, I like you so much."
Or: "Honey, I've run out of beer in the refrigerator, let's buy another case. I like beer when I eat, I really want to drink, I really want to drink, I really want to drink... Thank you Qiuqiu, I really like you, here, I will give you half of the last can."
Also: "Xiaoqiu, look at that new game, it looks very fun, and the evaluation score is so high. I saw that there is an up test, and I want to play it very much. I have played and cleared the games I bought before. Yes. Do you want to buy this game, let’s play together on the weekend. Okay? Buy it, buy it, I really want to play it, I want to play until my whole body itch... Hee hee, baby, I love you the most!"
Without exception, after they succeeded, they all came up to him and gave him a kiss on the mouth, and then ran to play.
Qiu Zheyan thought about it, slowly and silently covered his face: "..."
I always feel that something is wrong.
But if you really say that Zhuang Hanxue is trying to get his money, right? It seems not.
Zhuang Han has a very low desire for material things. Apart from smoking, drinking and playing games, he never asks him for any valuable things on weekdays. Not to mention asking for it on his own initiative, he bought expensive clothes for Zhuang Hanxue before, but he didn't see that he liked to wear them, so he just wore a cheap T-shirt at home. The lighter was just bought from the supermarket, let alone rings, belts, watches, sports cars, and he never asked for them.
"What did you think of?"
"No, nothing..."
Qiu Zheyan said a little depressed: "After I came back, I told him that my parents had a good impression of him. He was very surprised, and said how could it be possible, saying, 'You are so outstanding, your parents don't think I am so good. Doesn't the good-for-nothing suit you?'"
Qiu Zheyan said affectionately: "I think, maybe he has low self-esteem, he feels that he is old and has no career, so he has no confidence. Is he worried that I may abandon him at any time? When I think so, I feel that He's pathetic and cute. Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
The boss hesitated to speak: "Forget it... just as long as you are happy..."
Zhuang Hanxue's elder brother was still in the hospital with his children. He continued to run errands to pass the time, and even brought game consoles and board games to the hospital to play with the children.
Qiu Zheyan went to the hospital to pick him up.
I heard the two brothers talking outside the door.
Zhuang Hanchen: "You have gone home with someone and met your parents, how are you getting along?"
Zhuang Hanxue: "I don't know. Maybe it's okay. Even if you are not satisfied with me, you can't say it outright? Xiaoqiu said that his parents like me very much, who knows? I don't have much in my life. Get the elders to like you, who knows I'm worthless."
Zhuang Hanchen said helplessly: "You know that you are worthless, so you don't want to improve?"
Zhuang Hanxue: "No."
Zhuang Hanchen: "Then you still go back with him to meet the parents?"
He heard Zhuang Hanxue say in person: "It's not easy to refuse. His parents are very nice, much better than ours. I can't say no. Let his parents reject me, and I will feel relaxed."
Brother Zhuang Hanxue said: "It's because you do everything with such a careless attitude that you have been swaying until now and have achieved nothing."
Zhuang Hanxue: "Is it necessary to be successful in life? There is no shortage of me in the world. Anyway, I don't have a grand dream to change the world."
"You live in his house, eat his, use his, what's the difference between you and being taken care of by him? Don't you have any shame?"
"No. It's good to have a good time. You don't have to worry so much."
"I'm not talking about you. Life between men and men is not as simple as you think... you will know slowly. You are now kept at home like a pet. What if you break up in the future? You are older and looking for a job It’s hard to find, how can I support myself then?”
"Anyway, I don't like to go out. My dream is to eat and wait to die. What's wrong?"
"You've only known him for how long, and you're sure that man will feed you and wait to die for the rest of your life? If he was really for your own good, he wouldn't have kept you from going out. If you want to eat and die, you What are you doing running away from home?"
"Because I don't want to get married. If I want to get married, I might as well go to work."
Hearing this, Qiu Zheyan walked away lightly, went to the first floor of the inpatient department, and sent a message to Zhuang Hanxue: "I'm here to pick you up."
Zhuang Hanxue went downstairs, and when he saw him, he hung it on him. He always looked like sitting or standing.
The two went home hand in hand.
I saw a seller of fried potatoes on the road, so I bought a box, one bite for you, one bite for me.
Qiu Zheyan knew that there was something wrong with him. He did it on purpose, deliberately let Zhuang Hanxue not go to work, hang around there, and don't want him to make progress. If Zhuang Hanxue went to work and got in touch with others, he wouldn't be able to fill all his life with traces of himself alone. Zhuang Hanxue's academic qualifications are not low, and his previous job was quite good, so he was completely tricked into coming here. He knew it was selfish, but who in the world could say that he had no selfishness
Zhuang Hanxue hummed a little tune, and said happily: "In a week, my niece will be discharged from the hospital. My brother will be gone by then. My hard days are finally over."
Qiu Zheyan: "You say that, but you go to see your elder brother every day."
Zhuang Hanxue: "Then big brother is big brother after all."
Qiu Zheyan held his hand tightly and asked, "It's the New Year's Day holiday soon, and I plan to treat our company's employees to dinner and play, do you want to go with me?"
Zhuang Hanxue shook his head without thinking: "What am I going to do? I prefer to play games at home."
Thinking about what his elder brother said, Qiu Zheyan hesitated and said, "It's been a long time since you went out to meet people and participate in activities. Why don't you come out to play, just treat it as a breather, and it's not a problem to be bored at home all the time."
Under his various requests, Zhuang Hanxue nodded: "Okay."
That's what it says.
Qiu Zheyan couldn't help worrying about Zhuang Hanxue: Is he a social-phobic otaku? Would you be scared if you saw someone? Probably will be sitting in a small corner playing with the phone all the time? Does anyone scare him when he talks to him? If I didn't care, he might just pass by in casual clothes, blinding such a pretty face for nothing.
Worry left, worry right. After booking a place to eat, he went home first to pick up Zhuang Hanxue, and when he entered, he was shocked.
Zhuang Hanxue had already dressed himself up, and he was radiant and beautiful. He just changed his look, and suddenly he looked like an elite white-collar man again, and he looked younger by several years.
Ming Qiu Zheyan's eyes lit up. However, it was similar to Qiu Zheyan's image when he first met him.
Zhuang Hanxue said cheerfully, "Let's go."
Qiu Zheyan: "Didn't you say you don't want to go out? You don't want to go out and you dress up carefully?"
Zhuang Hanxue plausibly said: "It's because going out to parties is so troublesome that I don't want to go out."
Originally, Qiu Zheyan was worried that Zhuang Han would develop stage fright, so he took him to the hotel box. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Hanxue greeted him with a smile: "Hi, I'm your boss' friend. Zhuang Hanxue, just call me Xiaozhuang."
After talking, he smiled, "Oh, no, I'm older than you, so I should be called Laozhuang. Haha."
He didn't recognize life at all, and after a while, he chatted with the few people around him.
After dinner, go to sing KTV.
When Qiu Zheyan came back from going to the toilet, the only three or two beautiful girls in his company gathered around Zhuang Hanxue, chatting not too happily.
Qiu Zheyan: "..."