secret galaxy

Duan Xinghe is honest, if he doesn’t know cars, he doesn’t know cars. He just wandered around with Liang Qian all afternoon. What do you think?"

In the end, Liang Qian still had to make up his mind.

But Liang Qian didn't care what kind of car he bought, he just wanted to stay with Duan Xinghe.Duan Xinghe has a kind of magical power. As long as he is by his side, Liang Qian will not be yearning or impetuous, and he will no longer have the anxiety of getting what he wants. It is like a subtle gully in his soul that is quietly filled with warmth.

After shopping around, he took a fancy to a 20-odd Buick LaCrosse. Liang Qian only had enough working capital to buy this kind of ordinary car. He didn't have much interest in luxury cars.

"What color do you want, gray, white, or black?" Liang Qian asked Duan Xinghe for advice.

"That's it..." Duan Xinghe glanced at the smiling sales lady, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to see more of them?"

"The price-performance ratio of this car is really good," the sales lady heard Duan Xinghe's whisper, fearing that Liang Qian would change his mind because of this, she moved her lips quickly, repeatedly emphasizing how powerful this car is and how affordable the price is, especially for today's event , there are accessories as a gift, don't miss it.

Liang Qian disagreed: "Don't you guys have discounts every day? Don't make any gimmicks. Today is not a special day."

The sales lady laughed, and looked at the two in disbelief: "Today is Qixi Festival! Qixi Festival special event!"

"Really?" Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe looked at each other, and after looking at each other for a moment, they smiled and looked away.Liang Qian's ears were warm and his heart was beating. He took out his mobile phone to check the date. August 25th, it really was the Qixi Festival of the lunar calendar.

The sales lady is still trying to sell the car in order to make a profit: "This car is really suitable for the two gentlemen. Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, so it is very commemorative. This car should be a gift from you to each other."

She regarded Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe as a pair of lovers.

Liang Qian coughed, the subtle excitement made his mouth dry, and he wanted to interrupt the chattering salesman, but he deliberately delayed for a second.In the end, Duan Xinghe clarified: "You misunderstood."

The sales lady reacted very quickly: "The two of you who came to look at the car together must be very good friends. It must be true, right?"

Duan Xinghe smiled faintly, without nodding or answering, Liang Qian pointed casually: "Okay, I want the gray one."

After paying the money, we made an appointment to pick up the car in a few days.Liang Qian raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was [-]:[-], almost dinner time.

He secretly hoped that Duan Xinghe could accompany him for a while, but he didn't know how to speak, he was struggling, Duan Xinghe said: "Let me treat you to dinner, thank you for renting the new house to me."

Liang Qian was taken aback, and smiled with a small piece of white jade-like teeth: "There is no need to be so polite between us."

Warm lights permeated the dining room. On the table by the window, two handsome men sat facing each other. There was a lot of people talking and laughing, but they maintained a peaceful silence.

Sure enough, it was Qixi Festival, and the air was full of the sour smell of love.Couples who stayed at home because of the high temperature during the day, popped up like gophers after the sun went down, holding hands, embracing and kissing brazenly on the street, leaving countless pink bubbles wherever they went.

Liang Qian looked around and saw that the customers in the same restaurant were basically in pairs, so he couldn't help but said, "I even forgot that today is Qixi Festival."

"I forgot too," Duan Xinghe smiled shyly, "I've been busy looking for a house for the past few days, so I don't know the date."

"That's right, besides, who usually reads the lunar calendar?"

Sentence-by-sentence explanations, on the contrary, made the atmosphere embarrassing and had the effect of trying to cover up.

"Don't worry about the sale just now."

Duan Xinghe was silent for a few seconds, then said softly: "No."

Dishes were served one after another, all ordered by Duan Xinghe, a steamed sea bass, a marinated platter, a crispy roast pork, and two stir-fried vegetarian dishes.The staple food is eel porridge.

After ordering at that time, he asked Liang Qian very cautiously: "Are these okay?"

"Yes," Liang Qian was delighted to find that Duan Xinghe's taste was quite similar to his.

The young couples around were chattering and talking endlessly.The hustle and bustle was like a sea, giving Liang Qian an illusion that as long as he and Duan Xinghe blended in, he would be able to do a job with ease, be as intimate as lovers, and show his heart.

The waiter brought the beer, Liang Qian opened the bottle cap and poured a glass for himself and Duan Xinghe.

They touched each other, and Liang Qian said, "Let's chat."

Duan Xinghe nodded and agreed vaguely, but he didn't know what to say, so he looked at Liang Qian with a questioning look.

He was very serious, and there was a hint of childishness in his blank eyes, which disturbed Liang Qian's mind. "How did you come here all these years?"

Duan Xinghe was taken aback, then smiled slightly: "You want to know this."

Liang Qian's tone was sincere: "Yes, I want to know, but I don't want you to treat me as a condescending nuisance."

Duan Xinghe shook his head hastily: "I won't, you helped me so much."

Feeling relieved, Liang Qian decided to ask questions: "In the past few years in Cangshi, what job have you done the longest?"

Duan Xinghe frowned and thought, Liang Qian stared at him, studying his not so fair skin and the scar on his arm.

Duan Xinghe remembered: "I worked in a logistics distribution center for eight months."

He works as a cargo unloader, working until one o'clock in the morning every day, unloading, stacking, and moving cargo non-stop. His salary is based on the results, eight yuan per ton of cargo, and he can earn almost 7000 yuan by working hard for a month.

Liang Qian pointed to the suture scar on his arm from the air, and didn't say anything, but Duan Xinghe understood, and explained: "It fell from the tail plate, accidentally cut it, and stitched a few stitches."

Liang Qian picked up the beer and took a sip. It was so bitter that he could hardly swallow it.He tilted his head, blinked his eyes vigorously, turned back, showed a gentle smile to Duan Xinghe, and said: "Why don't you ask your relatives to borrow money? It's impossible for them to ignore such a serious matter as your mother's illness. After borrowing money, Take it easy, you don’t need to work so hard.”

"My mother is a foreigner, and my father's relatives...he didn't move around after he passed away. I wanted to sell the house three years ago, but in order to compensate for the demolition, I didn't sell it in the end."

After a moment of silence at the table, Liang Qian raised his glass and touched Duan Xinghe, and the two drank a big gulp of wine at the same time.

"You eat vegetables." Duan Xinghe said.

Liang Qian picked up a chopstick of green bamboo shoots, but couldn't eat them: "When I was in high school, I didn't know anything about your family's situation."

"I don't want you to know." Duan Xinghe poured wine for Liang Qian, the light golden liquid gurgled into the glass, and a dense layer of snow-white foam floated up.Liang Qian stared at the slender but scarred hands, and a strange impulse and desire surged into his chest.

Duan Xinghe put the empty beer bottle on the ground, and suddenly said: "Can I ask you something?"

Liang Qian looked at him.

Duan Xinghe lowered his head to stir the eel porridge, his dark eyelashes cast two crescent-like shadows on his face. "Didn't you say that there was once a boy you wanted to date with?"

Did I say that?Liang Qian recalled quickly, and seemed to have a little impression, but the original words were definitely not the case.

Duan Xinghe carefully asked: "What kind of person is he?"

Liang Qian hissed, crossed his fingers and propped his chin, and stared at Duan Xinghe thoughtfully. He stared at Duan Xinghe for too long, until Duan Xinghe laughed awkwardly and said, "What do you think I am doing?"

"I'm thinking." Liang Qian said frankly.After a few seconds, he let Duan Xinghe go, looked at the pedestrians coming and going and the colorful neon lights outside the window, and whispered: "I don't know what kind of person he is."

"Sorry," Duan Xinghe thought he had touched his wound, "I shouldn't have asked."

Liang Qian smiled and became lively again: "It's okay, I just didn't expect that you are quite gossip."

Duan Xinghe said: "You didn't understand me in the first place."

Liang Qian was dissatisfied: "Don't you understand now?"

I will understand more and more in the future.

While pushing cups and changing cups, Liang Qian gradually became drunk.It is not a physical paralysis, but a light illusion, which makes people very comfortable and happy.Under his questioning, Duan Xinghe briefly talked about his experience in the past few years, and all the bitterness and blood and tears in it were calmly conveyed.

With the strength of wine, Liang Qian asked out his doubts. Regarding the sudden onset of Duan Xinghe's mother, he always felt strange. Mental illnesses are either genetic or some kind of stimulus. If it is the former, Duan Xinghe's genes The family may also carry genetic information. If it is the latter, then this family must have suffered a huge change.

Duan Xinghe moved his lips, revealing a faint, bitter smile.The corners of his eyes were red, and his expression was still calm. A drop of soup splashed on the table. He took out a paper towel to wipe it, and wiped it back and forth several times. The skin of the table was almost rubbed off, so he crumpled the paper towel and threw it away. into the trash can, and said to Liang Qian: "Some bad things happened at home, and my mother got sick after being stimulated. Originally, I decided to suspend school, but the family situation never improved. Dropped out."

At such a time, it would be inhumane to ask the truth again. Liang Qian was silent for a while, and said, "Are you still going to Cangshi to visit your mother this weekend?"

Duan Xinghe nodded: "Well, I go once every two weeks. She is recovering well now, and she might be discharged from the hospital by the end of the year."

"I'll take it to you."

Duan Xinghe looked at him in surprise, and Liang Qian knew that he was going to refuse, so he said first: "By the way, I went to Shenzhen to hand in the retrial documents, the one from Luxin Company last time, just passing by Cangshi."

"Don't say thank you." As if fighting monsters and leveling up, the higher the level, the easier it is to read Duan Xinghe's micro-expressions. Liang Qian pushed the plate, "Just pay for the meal quickly."

Duan Xinghe was moved and helpless, picked up his mobile phone and walked towards the cashier, turned his head halfway, and smiled at Liang Qian.He has an outstanding appearance, with picturesque eyebrows but not weak, with cool short hair and cheap clothes. Standing there, he exudes a peaceful and gentle strength.Liang Qian would not use roses, cats, toffee, etc. to describe him. Duan Xinghe used to be the moon on the top of the snow mountain, but now he is a tree growing wildly in the crevice of the cliff. He is him, just like Liang Qian, ordinary and ordinary , is also unique.