Intoxication

Why did I sleep for a whole day, and at night, the fever was gone, and the person suddenly became very hungry. He called Komatsu twice, but did not respond. He had to support his body and got out of bed. He didn't expect his legs to be soft and almost fall.

Until approaching the door, Komatsu ran in with a saliva: "Brother, I just fell asleep, what do you want? Are you hungry?"

Why did he sigh and said softly, "I'm hungry and want to go to the bathroom."

"I help you." Komatsu helped to the toilet, "I'll go to the kitchen to give you hot food."

Why did you go to the bathroom and look at the pale man in the mirror, a sudden anger in my heart. He has always been a very self-controlling person. He can place himself in a position that is easy to use for time, fame, fortune, emotion, and gain and loss. However, he can only meet Song Juhan alone. He spends ten times his self-control. But I can barely make myself less mean.

Song Juhan was simply his sin debt, and it was unclear if he emptied himself.

Why washed his face and slowly moved back to the bed, waiting for Komatsu to deliver food to him, as soon as he climbed into bed, he heard the sound of opening the door, Komatsu called "Han brother".

Why is the nerve tense immediately like a tense string. He didn't want to admit it, but Song Juhan scared him last night.

They have known each other for many years, but they have n’t quarreled, but they have n’t done it once. Song Juhan was anxious and smashed something. He knew Song Juhan was holding back because he had seen Song Juhan and others do it. It was too heavy. The drunk smoked man, the madness that was the opposite of his face, let him know for the first time how terrible Song Juhan could be.

He lay down and covered the quilt, trying to pretend to sleep, but Song Juhan had already come in, holding the warm porridge in his hand, and put it on the bedside.

Song Juhan sat in a chair, looking at He closed eyes and tired black circles around his eyelids, bit his lip gently, and touched his hair: "Open your eyes, I know you haven't slept."

Why opened his eyes slowly, he looked at Song Juhan, there was no trace of emotion in the black eyes.

"I let Komatsu go home. He warmed up the porridge. Get up and eat some."

Why didn't he say anything? He wanted to see if Song Juhan could really be so calm.

With such straightforward eyes, Song Juhan only felt scalp numbness, and he frizzled anxiously: "I drank too much last night ... but, but you lied to me first."

Why is there a anger in his heart, he sat up, took a porridge and took a bite, and then said, "I lied to you, what are you going to do to kill me?"

Song Juhan's eyes widened: "You ... are you for Feng Ye?"

"It has nothing to do with Feng Ye." In fact, even if Song Juhan didn't say it, he planned to alienate Feng Ye completely. He wasn't blind. Feng Ye's apparent provocation last night had exceeded the boundaries of friends. But his decision is his decision. If he compromises with Song Juhan, he will give in to his last point. In the past six years, he has retreated and finally pushed himself into a narrow corner, narrow to the whole world. The next person. Whenever he has only a little thought of self-help, he cannot let Song Juhan dominate his entire world, otherwise his world will collapse on the day of separation.

Just insisting on this, he cannot retreat.

Song Juhan clenched his fists: "Why, sometimes I really want to get your head off and see what's stuck inside!"

Why both eyes stared blankly ahead, eating porridge mechanically. Song Juhan was by his side, but he didn't feel anything. The anger just receded as soon as he reached his throat, and he couldn't even raise the energy of anger, except that he was still tired.

Seeing why he didn't speak, Song Juhan twitched his chest violently. In the end, he pressed down, slowly reached out his hand, and smoothed his hair. .

"OK." He said flatly.

Song Juhan probably didn't expect why he would agree so simply. After a while, he was a little happy: "You and you should be obedient. Why should you mess with me? You know I have a bad temper ..." The lower the sound.

Why put down the bowl and said tiredly, "I'm tired." I would lie down after finishing talking.

"Wait a minute." Song Juhan suddenly took out a paper bag. "This one was for you. I wanted to give it to you on your birthday, but the procedure went wrong and it was delayed."

"Let's put it there." I didn't even see it.

Song Juhan frowned: "Don't you ask what it is?"

Why got into the bed and closed his eyes.

Song Juhan took a deep breath: "The fund I bought for you is enough for you to make a lifetime."

Why not respond.

Song Ju chilled and threw the paper bag on the nightstand: "Why are you **** harder to please than my dad?"

Why did you hear that and opened your eyes: "If you want to apologize, just say 'I'm sorry'."

Song Juhan froze, pursed his lips, and whispered, "... I'm sorry."

"I want to go to sleep."

Song Juhan was a little panicked. Why he had never ignored him so much, he pushed it: "If you are angry, hit me, I promise not to fight back."

Why quietly looked at him: "Does it make sense?"

"You think anyone can hit me. I'll let you hit my face, but my face can only be punched."

"I mean, it makes sense for you to do this." Is it because of guilt? Song Juhan would also feel guilty.

"What is meaningless!" Song Juhan gritted his teeth, "I apologize, I will not care about Feng Ye's affairs, what else do you want?"

Why do you take a slow breath and say mutely, "I want to sleep."

Song Juhan took off his coat fiercely: "Okay, you want to sleep, I'll stay with you."

Why wasn't it too late to stop, Song Juhan had kicked off his shoes and climbed to bed, opened the quilt and got in.

Why did you want to hide just like you got an electric shock, but Song Juhan drew into his arms from behind: "... Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan used his forehead against his back for a while and said softly, "Your body is hot."

Why is there a kind of shudder licked by the beast's mouth? His face is ugly, but he can't break away from Song Juhan's arms.

"Don't move." Song Juhan closed his eyes and sniffed deeply about the heat emanating from his skin. "Why, I was abnormal last night, you should treat me crazy when I get drunk, okay? I don't want to hurt you, don't you I'm afraid I'm OK. "

Why is the body stiff and the brain congested?

"I can give you whatever you want. As long as you speak, I will be nice to you." Song Juhan kissed his neck for a reason, "Can you just ... forget last night?"

Speaking these soft words, it was exhausting Song Juhan's strength to eat milk, and he felt his face was hot.

Why is it a little dazed. This is the first time Song Juhan bowed his head. Song Juhan is really strange, like the madman last night.

If he had changed before, he would definitely be touched, but now he is left with deep helplessness. He could only close his eyes and hate to close his ears, hoping to wipe away the kind of oppression that Song Juhan was beside him.

He never had a moment like this, hoping that Song Juhan would disappear from his side.

Sometimes he feels that he may be looking forward to a breakup, because he can't afford the courage to fight against his six-year insistence, so he wants Song Juhan to give him a straightforward relief.

But Song Juhan just tightened his arms.

Why the body is good, the fever quickly faded, but the spirit has been weak.

The boss was tired because of why, and conscience found out that he had temporarily dispatched two staff members, so why he really wanted it.

On the third day after the wine party, why received Feng Ye's call.

Feng Ye heard the indifference in his voice and said apologetically, "Why, I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive that day."

Why not say indifferently: "You are not only impulsive, you are out of bounds."

"I watched Song Juhan get angry with you like that. What did he think of you? Did he respect you!" Feng Yueyue said more and more excited.

"Feng Ye." He felt sad in his heart. "I don't want to be a weight for you to compete with Song Juhan. It seems that time has passed and we can't go back because too much has changed."

"Why, I'm really sorry, but I'm really good for you. You will ruin yourself if you go on like this."

"Feng Ye, you used to be my best friend. Let me think about it." Why is your nose sore, hang up the phone before your voice changes, and sharply pull Feng Ye's phone in Blacklisted.

That's it, Feng Yi, who has a bright smile and a little temper of the young master, no longer exists, and he would rather that person live in the memory of his youth.

In fact, Feng Ye did nothing wrong, because he went too far and too deep to look back.

Since that day, Song Juhan will appear in his house every three and a half. He is talking about preparations for a concert, but he may suddenly go to bed at midnight and hug him to sleep.

Why is it so busy that both feet can't stick to the construction site, and home is bathing and sleeping, there is no time to think about Song Juhan, or he escapes to think. So Song Juhan appeared in his house six times in two weeks, but the two did not say a few words.

One day, why is it so rare to go home early, cook a bowl of noodles for myself, and eat while Song Juhan is here.

For the first time during this time, they met each other before it was dark, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Song Juhan sat at the dining table with a slump, coquettishly, "I didn't eat."

Why put down the chopsticks and get up to cook noodles in the kitchen.

Song Juhan stared at He Qin's back, pursed his lips, stood up, hugged He Qin's waist from behind, and hugged his shoulders: "I like to eat what you make."

Why didn't you speak, and cut the green pepper intently.

"My concert is scheduled for New Year's Day, and I have the best position for you."

Why paused: "I have a new house ribbon cutting on New Year's Day."

Song Juhan frowned: "It's enough for your boss to cut the ribbon for the new building. What if you can't go?"

"That's my project."

"The ribbon-cutting is also daylight, and my concert is at night."

"The real estate is in Tang City, I can't come back." Why sadly thought that once Song Juhan's concert, he would not miss a single, now ...

Song Juhan was annoyed and let go of his hand: "Why are you doing this on purpose?"

Why did he stop, he turned his head and said, "I really can't come back."

"Why!" Song Juhan yelled, "Did you make enough trouble during this time! I apologize to you, and I'm willing to compensate you, besides, it was you who lied to me first, if it wasn't for you and me so many years, change I'm **** long ago ... long ago ... what do you want? "

What do you want? Why is he so confused about this question, what does he want?

Maybe, he wants to go back to the past, but how long ago was it? Is it because he and Song Juhan "reciprocally benefited each other" and had nothing to do with each other, or was he passionate and passionate, or was he with Song Juhan, only to let the perfect boy with the golden light live in his beautiful memories? The past? Back in the past, do you still need to know Song Juhan? This is a century-old problem.

"Say, what the **** do you want ?! You dare to say, I dare to promise you!" Song Juhan pointed to why his eyes were bloodshot.

For a moment, why would you want to say that you dare to have a serious relationship with me, but he cannot say it. When he thought this way six years ago, Song Juhan returned to him with sarcasm, smashing the wishful love in the most funny and cruel way, and now he is more mature and transparent than that time, why? Would humiliate themselves again.

He knew that Song Juhan was because of some guilt, and because there were so many people coming and going around, he was not as troublesome as he was, so he was nostalgic for him. After all, people will be loyal to habits. If he takes it seriously, then Live more and go back.

He paused and said blankly, "That ribbon cutting is important."

Song Juhan kicked the trash bin with a kick and turned and strode out of the door.

Why do you close your eyes and feel a little weak, not physiological.

Song Juhan disappeared for several days. Why, on the one hand, I didn't feel that much pressure, but on the other hand, he was struggling to sleep every night. He forced himself to adapt to a life without Song Juhan, but found that he would think countless times every day .

This can't blame him all, the publicity shop of Song Juhan's concert is everywhere, as if the whole world is crying in his ear: Song Juhan, Song Juhan, Song Juhan!

Why is it really unbearable for a person? For the first time in his life, he felt lonely and wanted someone to accompany him, so he called Gu Qingpei.

Gu Qingpei readily agreed to his invitation.

The two met in a quiet little bar, and when they saw each other, they found that they were not in good condition, and could not help laughing.

"Why, what are you doing, too busy?"

Why nodded: "There are two projects to be delivered this month. Mr. Gu? It looks tired too." Gu Qingpei was always very motivated in his impression. It is rare to show tiredness like this.

"Hey, it's all about the company, it's hard to say." Gu Qingpei shook his wine glass and chuckled. "I did it myself. I don't do good leisure work. I have to come to practice, sometimes I think about it. I'm sick. "

"I believe that Gu's decisions are well thought out."

Gu Qingpei laughed: "That's right, but the pressure has been a little bit late ... It's a coincidence that I asked me, and I'm going to Hangzhou for a business trip tomorrow."

"Oh, wouldn't it be an early flight?"

"No, rest assured."

"By the way, my friend invited me to drink in this street last time, along with the son of your chairman."

Gu Qingpei's hand paused and his eyes narrowed: "Who?"

"Call it Hara."

Gu Qingpei looked a little uncomfortable: "What day?"

"Mid last month, Saturday."

"Oh." Gu Qingpei snorted softly. "That brother is not easy to get along with."

"Yeah, I don't care much about him. President Gu contacted him?"

Gu Qingpei sighed, seemed to be hesitant, and finally said: "Not much." As he was talking, his phone rang suddenly, he shook his cell phone, "Zhuang Jieyu." .

Gu Qingpei said, "I'm in the bar street, where are you? I'm in the blue brick, why are you there, um, well, come on." Hanging up the phone, he Laughing: "It's a coincidence, he's here, and he's trying to meet me."

Why think of Zhuang Jieyu for a while uncomfortable, but can not show anything.

After a while, Zhuang Jieyu came, alone. He came up and rubbed Gu Qingpei's neck affectionately. "Brother, what have you been busy with recently? I can't help you."

"Working hard, nine to five, where is as comfortable as your actors."

"What's at ease? Being at ease means that there is no money to make." Zhuang Jieyu sat beside Gu Qingpei with his buttocks, and put his legs on the low table, looking at the reason, "Hi, it's been a long time."

Why nodded, it was hello.

"You have a good momentum right now, aren't you picking up a new show?"

"I don't know if I can do it. Another actor has a gold lord, and I don't even have one." Zhuang Jieyu sucked his nose pretendingly. "Brother, please let me in."

Gu Qingpei smiled, "I can't afford it."

Zhuang Jieyu said with a smile: "You are handsome and give you 50% off."

Why is it a bit unsuitable for such a romantic Gu Qingpei to drink wine in disguise?

At this time, Gu Qingpei's phone rang again. He looked down and sighed, "Boss." Then he went out with the phone.

As soon as Gu Qingpei left, Zhuang Jieyu stared at a pair of slick deer eyes.

Why frowned and ignored him.

Zhuang Jieyu stood up and sat next to him: "Hey, my movie is here. Will you contribute to the box office?"

"No."

"Anyway, we also know that you can't bear to pay dozens of dollars, really digging."

"I don't watch movies."

"Well, there are people who don't watch movies."

Why did not answer.

"Ah, it's all because of you. Song Juhan ignored me, and I have a hard time playing new plays. I could have won this role with him."

Why not say it indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."

"It's up to you." Zhuang Jieyu bumped into his shoulder. "Otherwise, could you compensate me?"

Why tilted his head and looked at him: "Did you forget what I said to you last time?"

"Remember, but then I thought about it, you are really shy. On the surface, a serious person is actually very easy to be shy. It is a bit cute to think of it like this." Zhuang Jieyu laughed, "Hey , I'm really curious about you. The more boring people say, the stronger they are. Would you like to try it with me? If you don't want to do 1, I can do 1. "

Why is he so annoyed to pump him? He has never seen Zhuang Jieyu such a cheeky person. He stepped back and the other party could take three steps. There was nothing he could do. Really do it. He said stiffly, "You don't have to go in."

"People live a lifetime, they can get what they want, they can get fortune-telling, but they can't get fortune-telling. How can this be called in." Zhuang Jieyu approached him and said mysteriously, "I just want to know, you Such a mature forbidden-desire-is a dull man, what it looks like in bed. "

Why stared at him, Zhuang Jieyu gave a beautiful and cute smile and blinked. 2k novel reading network