Ming Road

Tang Zhi got busy. He didn't quit his job. He worked hard on the construction site during the day, and went to the night shift to study after work, and then rushed back in full swing.In addition, he asked for leave some time ago, and others helped him to pay back the favor. All things were pressed together. Even if Tang Zhi was not a person who could not bear hardships, he was too tired to sleep on the bed. He had no time to think about anything else. Occasionally, Gu Wushuang's smiling face will appear when dreaming.

Gu Wushuang is handsome, and his facial features are particularly good-looking, no one can find faults.In fact, he looks very family-friendly, with a natural sense of alienation, and looks cold and indifferent.But only when he is neither talking nor smiling, Gu Wushuang loves to laugh. He always raises his head when facing Tang Zhi, his brows and eyes are bent when he smiles, his half-opened and half-closed pupils seem to be filled with light, and the surrounding golden No matter how many, there is only one Tang Zhi in it.There are also two faint dimples on the cheeks, which are very sweet and cannot be seen unless they are close.

He's adorable as hell.

For the first time in Tang Zhi's life, he had the urge to kiss someone.

He matured precociously since he was a child, and he matured earlier and later than others.Others have desires first, and then they are tempered by the difficulties in this world. They grow up slowly, and gradually learn patience and restraint.But he is different, he has matured prematurely, tasted the taste of suffering, and it is even difficult to survive, let alone any other wishes.

Then, Gu Wushuang came.

And Gu Wushuang, who was missed by Tang Zhi, was also being pestered by his roommates.

Although Tang Zhi took care of him when he was sick, it was the three roommates who worked hard to move to the hospital and took care of him for a long time.Gu Wushuang is not an ungrateful person. He should have invited them to a meal to express his gratitude when he was discharged from the hospital, but the roommate kept refusing.

Gu Wushuang finally returned to the dormitory, and brought up the matter again. The boss listened and took off his earphones, "Actually, it wasn't us last time, so we did a little favor. The most important thing is your distant cousin , but we have been serving you for a whole week, and we are embarrassed to be so generous. We didn’t know each other very much in the hospital, why don’t you ask him to come with you?”

Gu Wushuang let out a soft "ah", fell down on the bed, and fell into deep thought.He could feel that Tang Zhi was very busy recently, and he guessed that it was probably because he had taken such a long vacation to take care of himself.

He blinked, blocked the light from the roof with his arm, and thought for a long time, "Brother Tang is very busy recently, let me ask his time. If he is not free, I will treat you to dinner first."

He is not in a hurry.

Gu Wushuang added a sentence in his heart.

Because Tang Zhi is different.Gu Wushuang couldn't express the specific differences, but could only make a vague analogy, just like his brother-in-law, who helped him countless times since he was a child, and it was never for repayment or favor.

Gu Wushuang will remember his kindness in his heart, not a penny less.Treating him well is not to repay this kindness, but to have some kind of deeper feeling.

The boss raised his voice and yelled at Gu Wushuang, "Hey, Yaoer, what do you mean? Can we covet your meal? I don't think your brother is here, so it's good to have a meal together and get to know each other. Go to work, we have a lot of free time to go to school, we follow his arrangement."

Gu Wushuang turned over, lying on the soft bed, and recalled not long ago on Tang Zhi's bed, he seemed to smell the other person's scent on it, and couldn't help sniffing.

Gu Wushuang blushed instantly, feeling like a pervert.

He covered his face with the quilt indiscriminately, and it took him a long time to sort out his emotions. He touched the phone in and called Tang Zhi directly from inside, but he was hung up after only one call.

A message came from the other side, "I'm busy with something, Xie will call you."

Gu Wushuang stared at the phone screen in the dark quilt, and licked his dry lips.

unhappy.

He kept the posture like this, took a few breaths during the period, and continued to nest inside.About an hour later, Tang Zhi called. Gu Wushuang was not as lively as usual, and said "Oh" dryly.

Tang Zhi asked: "What's wrong?"

But I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gu Wushuang keenly sensed that Brother Tang's busyness was definitely not because of overtime or changing shifts, but for other reasons.He is not a character who can hide things, so he will ask directly if there is anything, especially for those who are close and trustworthy, so he directly asks: "What has Brother Tang been up to lately? It's so late."

Tang Zhi was silent for a moment, "It's something, I'll tell you when we meet next time."

Gu Wushuang is not an inquisitive character, he seemed to be satisfied after getting such a vague answer, and became happy again, told him about the decision in the dormitory, and added a sentence at the end, "Although I said so, but If Brother Tang is not free, forget it, it all depends on your schedule."

There was faint laughter from Tang Zhi, and he glanced at the schedule he had written down, "I'm free, I'm free this Sunday night, I'll have dinner with you guys. Let me know where to go."

At the end, he added in a low voice, "Besides, I want to see you too."

That sentence was so gentle and sweet that it was not like a real person.

Gu Wushuang originally wanted to ask him what he wanted to eat and write, but this sentence stuck in his throat, and his mind became a mess, and he didn't know anything.

He blushed, stammered a few words that he couldn't understand, and hung up the phone with a "click".

Really, Gu Wushuang covered his face, he wondered if it was his Brother Tang.

At this time, Tang Zhi was leaning on the railing outside the classroom, propped up with one arm, and held a cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of the other hand, which was already half smoked, flickering in the cold wind.

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a long sigh of relief, knelt down and extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground, and the ashes drifted away with the wind.

The teacher not far away seemed to have finished smoking that cigarette. He glanced around and stepped into the classroom.

It's time for class.