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The air in the locker room was a bit sticky, and the mist from the shower room through half of the wall gradually enveloped the two of them. Song Wenran felt that his body was wrapped in that moisture, which made people feel a little breathless.

Chen Jie stood up, put on his trousers without haste, zipped them up, buttoned them up, and then sat down beside Song Wenran. He looked at Song Wenran and asked him, "Wenran, tell me, that Bai Chong Is it interesting to you?"

Song Wenran couldn't help but took a deep breath, and then asked calmly, "What's interesting?"

Chen Jie was very close to him, beyond a comfortable safe distance, and said, "Wen Ran, we've known each other for so many years, and you think I really don't know you at all."

Song Wenran squeezed the watch box in his hand.

Chen Jie continued: "I thought you would say something to me one day, so I have been waiting, but I didn't expect such a result."

Song Wenran stood up slowly, took a step forward, then turned and leaned against the wardrobe behind him, looked at Chen Jie and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Chen Jie raised his head, put his hands on the stool, his arm muscles swelled slightly, and his chest and abdomen were tight. He said, "Shall we talk about it? Do you think we get along day and night, and I don't feel anything about how you treat me?" ?”

Because of his words, Song Wenran recalled the days when they were together. He was not sure when he revealed his inner feelings, but he always thought that Chen Jie didn't know. If he really felt it as Chen Jie said, then Song Wenran was also very sure, he was pretending not to know.

How many years have passed since then?

Seeing that Song Wenran was silent, Chen Jie also stood up. He took a step closer to Song Wenran and said bluntly, "Wenran, I know you like men, don't you?"

This is a question that does not require Song Wenran to answer, as Chen Jie already has the answer.

Back then Song Wenran tried hard to hide it, fearing that after Chen Jie found out, they wouldn't even be friends; but after so many years, Song Wenran didn't panic at all when he found out that he was exposed by Chen Jie. There was nothing to hide from.

Song Wenran just wanted to ask Chen Jie: "So what?"

Chen Jie looked at him, "Wen Ran, is there still a possibility between us?"

Song Wenran looked a little puzzled, he really didn't understand, "Chen Jie, do you know what you are talking about?"

Chen Jie said, "Of course."

Song Wenran asked him: "You knew at that time that I was interested in you, why did you pretend not to know at that time, after so many years, you come to ask if there is any possibility between us? Are you really sure that you want to start a relationship with me? "

Chen Jie responded: "I thought I didn't have feelings for you at first, but when I saw you with that surnamed Bai that day, I realized that I was wrong. I liked you a long time ago. We shouldn't miss so many years." of."

Song Wenran calmly listened to Chen Jie's sudden confession. His only feeling was disbelief, and he had no other feelings at all.

Chen Jie probably felt that his reaction was too calm, so he couldn't help asking: "Are you and that Bai guy really playing?"

Song Wenran said: "He and I are just the boss and the driver, you made a mistake. And the matter between me and you has nothing to do with him."

"Boss and driver?" Chen Jie looked up at the ceiling, "Not only? I don't know him, but for you, I dare say that your attitude towards him is definitely more than that of a driver towards his own boss."

Chen Jie's tone and attitude made Song Wenran feel a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Chen Jie, so he took a step back.

However, Chen Jie didn't understand his reaction, and even took a step forward to kiss him.

Song Wenran finally couldn't help pushing him away with his left hand, and said, "Are you crazy?"

Chen Jie was pushed back by him. After standing still, he simply sat on the bench, raised his head to look at him, and asked, "So, are you really done with me? Bai Chong? How old is he? Forty years old?" Is it? It seems to be well maintained, are you being taken care of by him or are you really here with him?"

Song Wenran didn't want to continue talking to him, so he put the watch that Chen Jie had given him on the stool, and said, "I don't need to explain my affairs to you, thank you for your gift, and I don't need it either."

After speaking, Song Wenran planned to leave the locker room.

Chen Jie grabbed his wrist, sighed and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Wenran didn't shake him off immediately.

Chen Jie continued: "I'm jealous, I swear every word I said is true, Wen Ran, I like you."

Song Wenran didn't believe him, but said, "Whether what you say is true or not, it's impossible for us."

Chen Jie grabbed the watch box beside him and stuffed it back into Song Wenran's hand, "The gift is for you. I went to choose it for a long time yesterday, but I can't think of anything else that suits you. You can accept it."

"It's too precious," Song Wenran said.

Chen Jie looked at him and shook his head, "It's just my wish. If you don't accept it, just throw it away."

Song Wenran has always been soft and not hard. Chen Jie's attitude softened, and it became difficult for him to refuse. The gift of 2000 yuan was not light or heavy. He looked down at his watch. He thought he would give Chen Jie a gift of about the same value after the Chinese New Year, so he said, "Then I will accept it, and don't mention that in the future, we are still friends."

Chen Jie sighed, "Okay."

Coming out of the locker room, Song Wenran saw Wenqian sitting on a small stool on one side of the hall, silently watching the other children learn boxing. He walked over to her and asked her, "Why don't you practice anymore?"

Wen Qian shook her head, "The little skirt I'm wearing."

Song Wenran knew that she was a full-fledged little girl who liked cute and pink things and didn't like too intense sports, so she said to her, "Then shall we go back?"

Wen Qian nodded quickly, "Is it okay to go to the park to see the big dog?"

Song Wenran said, "Yes," and took her by the hand and led her outside.

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In a blink of an eye it is the Spring Festival.

Wen Wenhao's small restaurant was closed, Wen Wenyao was on duty on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and Song Wenran even took a long break to recuperate, planning to stay here in the city this year for the New Year.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Wen Wenhao and Song Wenran went to the supermarket together to buy a lot of ingredients. They planned to have the New Year's Eve dinner together at Wen Wenyao's in the evening, and then watch the party together to wait for the New Year.

Wen Wenyao is not very good at cooking, and Song Wenran is not handy.So Wen Wenhao was given the task of preparing a table of meals.Before noon, he was busy in the kitchen, and then he was too busy, so he called Wen Wenyao in to help.

Wen Wenyao could only help him with a simple fight. While washing the vegetables, Wen Wenhao heard Wen Wenhao say, "Brother, that student of yours."

"Huh?" Wen Wenyao didn't like the position where he paused.

Wen Wenhao continued: "It's that Xiaobai. I met him outside the school before. Whose car do you think he got into?"

Wen Wenyao asked nonchalantly, "Who is it?"

Wen Wenhao said mysteriously: "Principal Bai of Chongyi."

Wen Wenyao said "Oh", "I thought he was taken care of by a rich woman."

Wen Wenhao glanced at him, "Aren't you curious? Their surname is Bai, maybe there is something related?"

Wen Wenyao said, "What's none of my business? I'm his teacher, not his father."

Wen Wenhao saw that Wen Wenyao was really not interested in this topic, so he didn't continue talking, but he always felt that the relationship between Bai Chong and Bai Yangyu might not be simple, and more than that, the relationship between Bai Chong and his second brother seemed not so simple.

Song Wenran was on the phone outside at this time.In the living room, Wen Qian was watching TV. He took his mobile phone and went into the guest room to call his mother.

They haven't been in touch for a long time. The last time they called was when he first came to Chongfeng City to find a job.

As soon as the call was picked up today, Song Wenran heard his mother ask him: "Of course, you won't come back for the New Year this year?"

Song Wenran replied, "Yes."

Mom said: "Then how do you celebrate the New Year there alone? It's too deserted."

Song Wenran walked to the window with the phone in his hand, and said, "I'm not alone, I'm with my elder brother."

Mom was stunned for a moment, and asked after a while, "Wen Yao? Have you met him? Is he doing well?"

Song Wenran replied: "He's doing well, he's a doctor in a big hospital, a young talent."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and my mother asked, "Is he married? Has he had any children?"

"No," Song Wenran said, "He is handsome and earns a lot of money, and he lives a happy life. You don't have to worry about that."

"Wen Yao is so capable..." Mom muttered to herself, then suddenly said, "Are you with him? Can you give him the phone?"

Song Wenran was taken aback when he heard his mother's request, he hesitated and did not agree.

Mom said, "It's fine if he doesn't want to."

Hearing her lost tone, Song Wenran couldn't bear it, and said, "I'll ask him."

He walked to the kitchen with his mobile phone and said to Wen Wenyao who was washing vegetables, "Brother, Mom wants to say a few words to you."

Wen Wenyao and Wen Wenhao turned to look at him at the same time.

Wen Wenyao stared at the phone in his hand, and said coldly: "I have nothing to say to her."

Song Wenran nodded, and raised the phone to his ear, "Brother refused."

Mom sighed heavily, "Forget it, I know he's doing well, that's enough."

Song Wenran walked out of the kitchen and said, "Mom, take care of your health and help me wish uncle and them a happy new year."

After saying this, Song Wenran hung up the phone.

At this time, Wen Wenyao brought out the fried ribs and put them on the dining table, and said to Song Wenran, "Don't tell me to listen to her phone in the future, I don't want to talk to her."

Song Wenran raised his head, shifted his gaze from the phone to Wen Wenyao's face, and said, "Okay, I'm sorry."

Wen Wenyao said: "You didn't apologize to me, so don't apologize."

Song Wenran didn't say anything else, he threw the phone on the sofa, followed Wen Wenyao into the kitchen, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Wen Wenyao said: "Please go back and have a good rest. If you are injured, you will have to be sent to the hospital."

Wen Wenhao smiled: "Go and watch TV with Wen Qian, and I'll call you later for dinner."

For the New Year's Eve dinner that night, Wen Wenhao cooked a total of eight dishes. When he washed his hands and sat down, he said shyly, "I know how to cook these dishes, and I can't cook any more."

Wen Wenyao was opening a beer, opened a bottle and handed it to him, and said, "It's fine, I don't think I can finish all the dishes tomorrow."

Song Wenran also took a bottle of beer. Seeing that Wen Qian was about to stand on the stool to pick up the ribs, he quickly helped her pick up the ribs in a bowl.

When the three brothers each had a bottle of beer, Wen Wenyao picked up the bottle in front of him, touched it on the table, and said, "Come on, I wish you all a happy new year."

Both Wen Wenhao and Song Wenran raised their beer bottles, and Wen Qian also picked up the cups containing the drinks and clinked glasses with them.

Song Wenran drank a big mouthful of beer, and when he put down the bottle, he felt a little emotional. He believed that he was not the only one who felt emotional at this time, but Wen Wenyao and Wen Wenhao didn't say anything, and he didn't know how to say anything. Vegetables to eat.

The TV in the living room was always on, and they were chatting while drinking. Wen Qian got off the table early and ran to the sofa to sit and wait for the Spring Festival Gala.

The room was brightly lit, and the doors and windows were closed tightly to isolate the severe cold outside. After a meal, Song Wenran felt hot, and with Wen Wenhao's help, he took off his coat.They didn't clean up until after nine o'clock. Wen Wenyao went to help Wen Wenhao wash the dishes. Song Wenran was sleepy when he saw Wen Qian lying on the sofa watching TV.

They didn't finish watching the party, and they didn't plan to watch the new year. Song Wenran asked Wen Qian to wash and put her to sleep on the bed in the guest room. Wen Wenhao planned to share a bed with Wen Wenyao, and Song Wenran slept alone on the sofa in the living room.

The sound of firecrackers could not be heard in big cities, but Song Wenran still couldn't fall asleep after lying down for a long time. He always felt that this New Year was different from usual, and he felt nostalgic and looked forward to it.

He wore the sports watch that Chen Jie gave him on his left wrist. After all, it was a New Year's gift that the other party put so much thought into.It's just that when he saw this watch, he unconsciously thought of what Chen Jie said in the locker room that day, and he couldn't figure out what Chen Jie meant.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Song Wenran's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and he picked it up to see that the caller ID was Bai Chong.

After hesitating, he still connected the phone.

Bai Chong's quiet and deep voice came, asking him, "Are you asleep?"

Song Wenran said, "Not yet."

Bai Chong then asked again: "Are you watching the party?"

Song Wenran turned over, lying on his side with the phone sandwiched between his ear and the armrest of the sofa, and whispered, "I've already laid down, not asleep."

Bai Chong asked him, "With your family?"

"Yes," Song Wenran replied softly.

Bai Chong said: "That's good, I'm afraid you are alone."

Song Wenran asked him, "What about you?"

The environment on the other side of the phone sounded very quiet, and Bai Chong's voice was especially clear, "I'm going back to my room. Yang Yu and Ziqi are both at home and have already rested."

Song Wenran said, "Did you take Bai Yangyu back?"

"Yes," Bai Chong said, "I call him back every year for the New Year, this year he is willing to come back with me for the first time."

Song Wenran was quiet for a while without speaking.

Bai Chong then said: "When I was a child, I had to wait until after twelve o'clock every New Year's Eve before I was allowed to go to bed. At that time there was no TV at home, so I set off firecrackers outside. I asked my little uncle to hold the firecrackers in his hand. He The reaction was slow, and I almost broke my hand once, and I was almost beaten by my grandma as a result."

Bai Chong's voice was deep and soft, as if he was telling a gentle bedtime story. Song Wenran listened quietly and said, "You were too naughty when you were young."

"Well," Bai Chong told him, "I always felt that I was different from others when I was young."

Song Wenran said, "It's different. You are excellent."

Bai Chong seemed to sigh, and said, "I'm not outstanding, otherwise I won't let you down."

Song Wenran opened his eyes, staring blankly at the dark living room.

Bai Chong said suddenly: "It's twelve o'clock, happy new year."

Song Wenran glanced at the time on the phone and found that it was twelve o'clock.

Bai Chong's call seemed to be to wish him a Happy New Year at twelve o'clock, and then he said, "Go to bed early."

Song Wenran said, "Good night." Then he heard Bai Chong hang up the phone.