My NO.1 Mr.

After Yan Qiting finished two hundred sit-ups and did two sets of pull-ups, he wiped his sweat and went upstairs to take a shower.

He took off his sweaty clothes and threw them into the laundry basket, and stood still in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

He was satisfied with the body in the mirror, the muscle lines matched perfectly with the shape of the face and hairstyle.Yan Qiting made a few expressions in front of the mirror, and suddenly felt that he was a little happy, what's so beautiful, this is, what's so beautiful.

Yan Qiting touched the black bracelet on his left hand while thinking, still overjoyed.

found it.

Finally found.

As if he had found a treasure, he touched the old bracelet from a year ago over and over again.

That bracelet is a treasure that someone has been hiding under his sleeve for a long time, and it is a pair with Yan Qiting's, and the words X&Y will be displayed when they are put together.

It's a pity that he used to think it was too troublesome to wear a watch and a bracelet, and he always threw things around, and when he remembered it, he couldn't find it.

Yan Qiting sighed and turned on the shower.

People are cheap, and they only know how to cherish them when they are lost.What's the use of being a fool when you're by your side, and then flirting with this person when he's gone? Really.

Xie Yuzhi is also really stupid. Being manipulated by a woman and not daring to move, it is obvious that the woman cheated in marriage, but in turn drove Xie Yuzhi out of the house on the grounds of homosexuality to cheat marriage. Yuzhi actually compromised just like that, really good.

What did he think of himself?A fully automatic universal cash machine with a sea of ​​green grass on its head?

Yan Qiting was amused by his own idea, and imagined the appearance of Xie Yuzhi throwing money out on a green carpet, and felt that the picture was a bit unbearable to look directly at.

What the hell is that man doing, he didn't say anything, Yan Qiting just pretended that there was nothing wrong with him.

Until he got Xie Yuzhi's death certificate, Yan Qiting had no idea that Xie Yuzhi had a period of extreme depression, nor did he know what he had experienced in the past.

In fact, he has no right to accuse others of treating Xie Yuzhi badly. In fact, Yan Qiting himself is the one who treats him the worst and hurts him the most.

For the first time in so many years, Yan Qiting felt that he was a fucking bastard, and it was the first time that Xie Yuzhi's patience and silent contribution were not worth it.

Yan Qiting turned off the water valve, sat on the edge of the bed covered in moisture, and picked up the photo that was kept on the table.

It was a long time ago, when the two of them took photos together in Paris on Yan Qiting's birthday.In the photo, Yan Qiting only had a side face looking away, while Xie Yuzhi had the same expression as usual, with the corners of his lips tightly pursed, looking at the camera indifferently.

Yan Qiting's fingers lightly brushed the shoulders where the two of them were once touching, straightened the photo frame, leaned back to the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.

If you can see him again.

If there is a chance to do it again.

Cheng Du's car drove slowly into the gate, and the doorman wearing white gloves gestured to him, signaling him to go further inside.

Cheng Du nodded to the doorman, and while idling, he looked at this post-modern villa designed by Qin Yuan himself. It has a strong sense of design, stilted and cantilevered structures, straight lines and sharp angles, wood, stone and metal. It is perfectly combined in this building, and the moment you enter the gate, you feel as if you have entered some future.

There was already a large row of cars parked in the yard, and Cheng Du walked around idling for a long time but couldn't find a place.

These elementary school students seemed to be doing well, and there were quite a few luxury cars among the low-key Volkswagens and Audis.

Volkswagen is regarded as a standard equipment for officials in City B, neither ostentatious nor ostentatious, Cheng Du stuck his Touareg into an inconspicuous corner, and walked to the registration wall.

"You're still here." Tan Yuan was wearing ordinary casual clothes, leaning against the sign-in wall and looking at Cheng Du.

"It happened to be free, so I came." Cheng Du pushed his glasses, held the silver signature pen, found his place on the huge photo, and signed his name in a fluttering manner.

"You haven't changed much for so many years," Tan Yuan watched him finish writing his name like a symbol, then took the signature pen and said, "Baby face really has an advantage."

Cheng Du rolled his eyes at him: "What baby face, I'm already 34."

Tan Yuan smiled and said, "34 is also a baby face. Your face shape has nothing to do with your age. If you don't believe me, look at the photos yourself. Is it similar to when you were a child?"

Cheng Du looked up at the little Cheng Du in the photo who was wearing black-rimmed glasses covering most of his face, and he was a little bit embarrassed.

"Squad leader!" A classmate came over and greeted Tan Yuan who was next to Cheng Du.

Tan Yuan whispered to Cheng Du not to restrain himself, and greeted him with a smile.

Cheng Du turned his head to look at him, said oh, then turned and walked in.

This gathering is said to be a classmate reunion, but it is actually a Homeparty. Everyone is dressed casually, holding wine and drinks in twos and threes and chatting with each other.

There is a swimming pool outside, but due to the weather, there is no water storage. Instead, a few boyish male students set up a barbecue grill, and they are DIYBBQing on the leeward side under the lights of the swimming pool.

Cheng Du's eyes scanned the room, but he didn't recognize anyone, but a few classmates greeted him. He searched his mind for IQ exhaustion but couldn't retrieve the name of the other party. Picking up his glass of wine, he smiled politely, which was regarded as a response.

When he was a child, he was not very talkative, and his popularity in the class was very average. Except for Tan Yuan, Tan Xiaobo and Fang Zhimo, he had almost no one he could talk to. Now, after more than 20 years, he came to the class reunion. That feeling of alienation was even stronger.

Cheng Du sighed inwardly.Really, what are you doing here?

"Hey, Cheng Du! Over here!" Cheng Du was walking slowly in when he heard someone calling him.The man stood in the pool, brushing oil on the meat and waving at him.

This man was fat and tall, and his figure must have weighed more than 200 kilograms. After Cheng Du went down again, he finally recognized him from the scar on his wrist.

"Tan Xiaobo?" Cheng Du held the wine and walked down the escalator step by step like a juggler.

Tan Xiaobo's appearance has changed too much, but the big scar on his hand is still obvious. It was the counterattack made by the septic tank when this guy performed firecrackers to blow up the cesspit.Cheng Du was also nearby when the septic tank exploded. He heard a deafening sound, his feet trembled, and then a gust of air lifted him into the sky.When he was discharged from the hospital, Cheng Du also went to pick him up, and then he heard comments from all walks of life that 'this kid is really a tiger'.

Cheng Du walked over, looked at the appalling steaks and chicken nuggets on the grill, and felt more and more wanting to complain: "Why are you still so stupid?"

"Pfft...hahahaha, Cheng Du, when did you learn to complain?" Tan Xiaobo stared at Cheng Du for a long time as if looking at an alien, and then poked the piece of barbecue next to him with an oily brush. , "Zhimo Jun, are you going to turn over this piece? If you burn it again, we will lose to the blue team."

Fang Zhimo glanced at the meat on the shelf, and stretched out the barbecue tongs unhurriedly: "You agreed to the competition. If you lose, you take it off yourself. I'm not interested in accompanying you."

Tan Xiaobo cursed, and said to Cheng Du: "Mr. Cheng Du, Zhimo is too unreliable, why don't you join our team, you will be rewarded if you win~"

Cheng Du glanced at the blue team, which was a team of men and women who were not tired from working, and then at the miserable red team, which was distracted. He pushed his glasses and said, "The risk is too high, and the return is too low, so I won't accompany you."

Tan Xiaobo let out a cry, and said miserably: "Don't tell me, what's so interesting about my fat body, it must be interesting if you take it off like this, don't you think?"

The latter sentence was obviously addressed to the blue team next to them, and the guys over there immediately whistled and gloated: "Must, fat meat and fresh meat are always welcome! Cheng Du, you were considered this kid's best friend back then. Don't play it safe right now."

Cheng Du was about to speak, when Tan Yuan suddenly caught everyone's attention, stood by the pool and clapped his hands: "Students, today is a good day. Except for two people in our class who can't come because they work in other places , are almost all here. I know that all of you are well-rounded in City B, but we are all the same age, and no one is much younger than the other. Don't be so burdened by being an idol, right? wrong!"

There was a lot of laughter around, and some students whistled, and Tan Xiaobo took the lead in shouting from below: "Long live the monitor! The monitor is right!"

Qin Yuan laughed and said, "Criticize Tan Xiaobo by name, you know what it is, and I'll settle the score with you later. Okay, everyone relax, don't hold Ang in your mouth!"

After Tan Yuan finished speaking, he raised the champagne in his hand, and said to everyone: "Okay, drink what you should drink, drink what you should blend! On this day when the north wind is blowing and it doesn't look very good, but in fact it is auspicious. Let's party like we did when we were kids and pretend we don't go to work tomorrow!"

Everyone was so amused that they raised the wine and drinks in their hands and responded loudly. At this time, Tan Xiaobo deliberately wailed twice, making everyone laugh together.

Qin Yuan jumped down from the pool, walked to the barbecue grill and looked at it: "Hey, I knew you two were useless, the human blue team has roasted several waves and sent them to the front hall, you guys, tsk tsk, this is a big deal. Is it difficult to give birth?"

Tan Xiaobo snorted and said, "We can't blame you for our dystocia, squad leader? I said I'll go to the front to receive the reception. If you insist on showing your face, only me and Lao Fang are left to work here." Staring. I don’t care, anyway, our red team lives and dies together, if you lose, you must take off with me.”

Qin Yuan was about to speak, when Fang Zhimo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Cheng Du, let's bake. I remember that you were the best at making rice and cooking vegetables during picnics."

Cheng Du was surprised for a moment, and Tan Xiaobo had already answered: "Hey, old Fang, I found out that you have a good memory, I forgot about it. If you want, come on, hurry up, if you talk nonsense, we will lose completely." deal."

Tan Yuan glanced at Cheng Du, and said with a smile, "Then come?"

Cheng Du sighed, picked up the brush and the barbecue and said, "Let's say first, I'm just a foreign aid, and I'm not counted as a member of your team. If you lose, don't count me in."

The author has something to say:

Today I added a lyric to the first paragraph of Yan Qiting's thoughts:

I never saw sadness on your face

What a lonely stubbornness

You tore down the city wall and let me go wandering

Waiting for me to tie myself up

You didn't say you'd be weak too

需要 依赖 我

我 就装不 晓得

Move freely yourself.

——"Skin-Sucking Pain" Liang Jingru (squinting smile.jpg)

In addition, I posted the imaginary pictures of the building block villas in Huafu, Chunfangxie and Qin Yuan on Weibo. The concrete feeling is more empty~hehe.