Swimming pool

Before he finished speaking, Li Boqiao waved his hand.

He knew Cheng Lang too well, not to mention Zhao Yu right now, even he was not good at it.No, no, it should be said that right now, he is the person Cheng Lang rejects, hates and wants to see the most.

Thinking of this, Li Boqiao's heart ached, and he seemed to hear Beethoven's deepest and most mournful representative piece "Symphony of Destiny". The intense and heavy melody oppressed him, making him breathless.

During this period of time, he thought too well and ignored the time bomb buried beside him.He thinks that his heart is sincere enough to impress his lover, but in fact, the problems that existed before have always existed and have never been really resolved.

quiet and noisy

On the way home, Cheng Lang drove with a sullen face, without saying a word.Xie Junxiong looked up at him, hesitant to speak several times.

Finally at home, Cheng Lang took off his shoes and went straight to his room, turning around and closing the door.

Xie Junxiong didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in, calling "Cheng Lang".

Cheng Lang lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling with big eyes, without even taking off his glasses.

"Okay, Cheng Lang," Xie Junxiong said while sitting on the chair, "There's nothing to be sad about."

Cheng Lang's eyes soon sparkled, but he still didn't say a word.

Xie Junxiong sighed, hugged the tissue box in his arms, pulled out a few pieces of paper, and stuffed them to Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang didn't move, as if he had lost his soul, he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to say a word.

I finally understood why I was reluctant to accept Li Boqiao a few days ago, and even resisted being intimate with him in my heart.

Although the details of certain past events have been forgotten, the feeling of aggrievedness brought to him is still clear. Zhang Yimiao's malice and provocation are like a net that follows him everywhere. Can't feel it, it's just because he forgot to look up.

"Cheng Lang, let me ask something you don't like to hear," Xie Junxiong slid the chair to Cheng Lang's bed, "Is there something going on between Li Boqiao and Zhang Yimiao?"

Cheng Lang blinked his red eyes, shook his head feebly, and said, "No."

No, that's why people have no place to vent. This person who hates him is a close friend of his boyfriend who grew up with him.Cheng Lang even had a ridiculous idea at this moment: why didn't they really cross the line, so that he could leave completely.

Xie Junxiong turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, frowned and told Cheng Lang: "You have only two ways to go, either leave or accept."

Cheng Lang didn't say a word, he knew that Xie Junxiong was right, but neither path was so easy for him right now.

"Sleep for a while!" Xie Junxiong stood up and looked at his friend sympathetically, then lowered his head to help him take off his glasses, and covered him with a quilt.

At this moment, Li Boqiao, who was sitting on the sofa blankly, had all his thoughts tied to Cheng Lang, and a terrible thought rose in his heart: Cheng Lang was leaving him.

As soon as this idea appeared, it immediately occupied all his thoughts, making him extremely manic and restless.After smoking half a pack of cigarettes one after another, he took out his cell phone and started calling Cheng Lang.

What Li Boqiao thought was, this time, I absolutely can't let go, and I want to be with Cheng Lang no matter what.Cheng Lang must not be disappointed again! !

However, the phone calls came one after another, and all disappeared.Li Boqiao didn't give up, and started to send messages, explaining a lot of words, every sentence from the bottom of his heart, but Cheng Lang still didn't reply.Not reconciled, Li Boqiao lit another cigarette and continued to make calls. At this moment, he found that Cheng Lang had turned off the phone.

He thought for 2 minutes, took the car keys and prepared to go to Cheng Lang's house.Walking to the door, I suddenly thought of Xie Junxiong, felt relieved, and immediately dialed his number.

"Cheng Lang is sleeping," Xie Junxiong said calmly, "Don't come here yet."

"How is he?" Li Boqiao asked.

"It's not good, I'm crying." Xie Junxiong said the truth, and hoped that his words would attract Li Boqiao's attention.

The disaster came from Zhao Yu's careless mouth, but after all, the key to solving the problem lay in Li Boqiao.Xie Junxiong's words were actually a wake-up call to him, he knew how to coax his wife back, so don't take it seriously.

Li Boqiao really took it seriously. When he heard that Cheng Lang was sleeping, he immediately stopped sending any messages.Now he can't do anything at home by himself, so he just took the car keys and went out. There is a most important thing, which is basically settled, and he just waits for Cheng Lang to nod.Li Boqiao would be restless now, so he simply went to implement this matter again.

Cheng Lang saw all the calls and messages he made, but he didn't want to answer them.He was depressed in his heart, he didn't want to face Li Boqiao, and he didn't want to listen to his so-called explanations.

This matter is actually extremely awkward. If you talk about explaining it, there is no need to explain it at all. When you interact with friends, you should be fair and honest, so why should you explain it? hand.Now you, Li Boqiao, are still fighting him fiercely, so where do you put me, Cheng Lang?

This does not seem to be a matter of principle, but the slightest touch hurts the muscles and bones, so it is the most difficult to deal with.

Cheng Lang could also see that Li Boqiao had explained so much, but he didn't say anything bad about Zhang Yimiao, and he didn't even mention breaking up with Zhang Yimiao.So what?No need to go back.

Li Boqiao is doing well with Zhang Yimiao, of course, he is also doing well.

When Cheng Lang thought of this, he could only hehehe.

It was getting dark that night, and Li Boqiao guessed that Cheng Lang had woken up, and started to "CALL" again. Cheng Lang was lying on the pillow in a daze, and after thinking about it, he picked up the phone.

"Langlang, I'm going to your house."

"No."

"wait for me."

Hearing this, Cheng Lang became angry all of a sudden, and raised his voice and said, "Li Boqiao, I told you not to come!! I don't want to see you!"

Li Boqiao froze on the spot holding the phone, depressed and speechless.

Cheng Lang hung up his phone and sent a message to Li Boqiao: "I want to be quiet, don't disturb me these days."

disturb?disturb!Li Boqiao sat weakly on the sofa, rubbing his face fiercely.After only a few days of reconciliation, Cheng Lang opened the distance between the two of them again, and even built a wall in between.

He knew Cheng Lang, and it was useless if he couldn't think about what others said.Then wait.

Li Boqiao is not short of patience, he decided to write a diary to Cheng Lang every day from this day on until he changes his mind.

Li Boqiao is a stable person, but that doesn't mean his friends are too.Zhao Yu asked Xie Junxiong to go out for dinner on the grounds of inquiring about Cheng Lang's status.

Xie Junxiong really agreed to go, Zhao Yu was secretly happy.This is the first time the two have dated alone.Although it's not good for me to be in such a high mood when my friends and young couple are having a tantrum, Zhao Yu is very good at finding reasons for himself.

"Do you believe it?" Zhao Yu stared into Xie Junxiong's eyes and said, "They will be reconciled within three days."

Xie Junxiong said disdainfully: "Why are you so short?"

Zhao Yu buried his head in silence, he really felt sorry for his buddy Li Boqiao about this matter.But it can't depend on him, no one knows that Cheng Lang will face Zhang Yimiao sooner or later.This is simply a road in Huashan, there is no way to hide.

"In short, the two of them will be fine." Zhao Yu's cooked duck had a hard mouth.

Xie Junxiong snorted, and said dissatisfied: "Anyway, it's not you who suffers."

"Junjun," Zhao Yu sat down next to Xie Junxiong, flatteringly said, "You won't blame me, will you?"

"What's your fault?" Xie Junxiong squinted at him, then slowly moved away, "You didn't do it on purpose."

The corner of Zhao Yu's mouth drew an arc, and took the opportunity to grab Xie Junxiong's hand.

Xie Junxiong stared at the dishes on the table, and didn't look at Zhao Yu again, and naturally he didn't move his hands away.

After eating, the two competed to pay the bill, but in the end Zhao Yu couldn't hold back Xie Junxiong.

The two of them were sitting in the car, and they had nothing to do, but Zhao Yu was too busy.

"What song are you listening to?"

"broadcast?"

"drink water?"

"Oh, yes, I have chewing gum here."

While he was talking, a phone call came. Zhao Yu stared at it to identify it, but he didn't answer it.As a result, the phone call came back, just like copying and pasting Li Boqiao's situation that day.

Xie Junxiong tilted his head and said nothing.Zhao Yu got ready to drive.

As a result, WeChat messages were squeezed in one by one, and the notification sound continued.Xie Junxiong lowered his eyelids, waiting for his reaction.

Zhao Yu didn't even look at it, and pushed the gear lever, ready to drive.

At this time, another message jumped in.Xie Junxiong suddenly raised his head, and said with displeasure: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yu looked up at the road, started the car, and said, "It's okay."

When they arrived downstairs at Cheng Lang's house, neither of them moved.Xie Junxiong rolled up the window, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Zhao Yu didn't smoke, and leaned over to watch him smoke.

Xie Junxiong sucked in mouthfuls, his brows were a little tight.After he finished smoking, he put the butt of the cigarette in the car cigarette case and was about to leave.

Zhao Yu grabbed Xie Junxiong's arm with a strong force.

Xie Junxiong looked Zhao Yu up and down, and shook his arm.

Zhao Yu took the phone, pressed the fingerprint with one hand, and opened it on Xie Junxiong's lap: "Look, just look at it!"

Xie Junxiong sneered and looked at Zhao Yu without speaking.

Zhao Yu looked at Xie Junxiong seriously: "I know what you're thinking, it doesn't matter, just look. I'll show you."

"Are you sick?" Xie Junxiong looked away, "I'm leaving."

Before he got out of the car, Zhao Yu grabbed his arm again, and then Zhao Yu grabbed his hand.

"Junjun, you don't trust me, so can you just listen to me?" Zhao Yu looked very serious, even showing a bit of piety.

Xie Junxiong didn't move, he licked his lower lip.

Zhao Yu looked at him and said seriously: "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you three years ago, and I didn't dare to chase you back then."

The night wind in May is extremely gentle, and the air is mixed with the fragrance of grass and magnolias.Zhao Yu and Xie Junxiong sat in the car and talked until late at night.