heart arsonist

The number of times Song Xinheng and Fang Wei held hands is very small, and it was only when they touched their hands that they found that Fang Wei's hands were warm, warmer than his own.Even so, Song Xinheng's determination to interrupt the conversation between the two was still firm, and Fang Wei also felt that the scene was awkward with such a big man in the middle, and the words he wanted to say turned around in his throat, and finally only one sentence remained: "Thank you Send me back so far."

Du Chenghong still left after all, but Song Xinheng knew that this guy was not stared away by him.When the other party turned around, Song Xinheng pulled Fang Wei back and walked into a corridor at random. Fang Wei didn't say a word, Song Xinheng thought he was on the right track, went up a few floors, and passed the car in front of the community. The window hit the wall of the corridor, Fang Wei's shoulders sank, and he was relieved.

"He's gone," Song Xinheng only saw Fang Wei's shining eyes in the dark corridor: "I'll give you a hug instead."

Song Xinheng struggled with one hand, but when Fang Wei wanted to take it back, he didn't pull it back.On the contrary, because the hand holding the box was tense, Song Xinheng couldn't control the strength in the other hand, which forced Fang Weile into pain.Before he had time to complain, a cough suddenly came from the anti-theft door on which floor, the uncle cleared his throat, and frightened the holding hands of the two people away.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor also turned on. After Fang Wei made sure that no one came out, he finally calmed down a little.Turning his head, Song Xinheng still had the same stinky face as before, as if Fang Wei was the only one who was trembling in the dark just now.

"Where do you live?" Turning sideways, Song Xinheng didn't even let Fang Wei's hand touch the box: "I'll carry it there for you."

Fang Wei was stunned for a moment, and said that he could carry it back, but Song Xinheng acted as if he hadn't heard it. He glanced at the light bulb in the corridor, but Fang Wei didn't get a response, so he patiently persuaded him to go back early.Afraid of affecting the residents in the building, Fang Wei's voice was kept very low. Song Xinheng stared at his fluttering lips, and didn't pay much attention to what Fang Wei said. He just waited for the light to go out, and stomped on the light again. up.

"Isn't it this building?" He took a long leg and said, "Which unit is it in? I'll carry you there."

Unlike Fang Wei, Song Xinheng's voice is the same as usual. The corridor is spacious, and the echo is very obvious. It is easy to disturb others, and Fang Wei wants to gag him.But Song Xinheng didn't have this self-awareness at all, instead he said to himself: "Don't persuade me to go back, I still have something to discuss with you, of course, if you insist on discussing with me in the corridor, I have no objection .”

The corridor is not a suitable place for talking, if it is Song Xinheng who is found talking, it will only make things more troublesome.The concrete floor in the corridor was cool, Fang Wei stood up, and the soles of his feet felt a little numb.After touching the keys in his pocket, Fang Wei led Song Xinheng back. He followed closely. When Fang Wei lowered his head to open the door, he was knocked on the head by the box behind him.

"You were distracted just now, what were you thinking?" After entering the narrow house, it was rare for Song Xinheng not to be picky about the size and decoration first, and put the boxes in the corner of the kitchen, the house went in smoothly, and the weight in his hands was gone , Song Xinheng was in a slightly better mood, and when he was about to ignore the extra man before, he heard Fang Wei say: "You don't want to know."

He got up to boil hot water, turned on the fire, and went to the bedroom to get a pen and paper. When he walked into the living room, he and Song Xinheng looked around, which also made him feel awkward. coat.When he sat down, Fang Wei turned on his laptop, and at the same time wore glasses that he would only wear at work, and sat down at a distance from Song Xinheng.

Before opening the original manuscript of the divorce agreement, Song Xinheng said again: "I want to know, just tell me, I won't be angry."

He was still thinking about what happened just now, Fang Wei tapped twice with the hand holding the mouse, the document page was opened, and the original agreement that had been arranged was in sight.He straightened up, and through the thin lenses, Song Xinheng's facial features became more refined, and the emotions revealed between his brows became more vivid. Even if he knew that this person would definitely be angry, Fang Wei thought about it, and said what he kept in his heart out.

"I was thinking, you shouldn't have talked to him like that just now." Realizing that "he" refers to the man just now, Song Xinheng's gaze dropped a few degrees, and Fang Wei said again: "He doesn't know you, I didn't mess with you, you shouldn't have such a bad attitude."

He knew that Song Xinheng had a bad temper, but even if he endured it himself, it did not mean that Song Xinheng was qualified to speak to his friends in that tone. Fang Wei sighed and continued: "Don't you say you want to talk about business? We are now let's start."

"He likes you, can't you tell?" Song Xinheng said suddenly, his voice was not loud, maybe it was because the room was too small, Fang Wei could hear every word clearly.He turned his head, and curled his fingers that were hanging on the keyboard back into the palm of his hand. After taking off his glasses, even Song Xinheng's anger became blurred, and he only replied firmly, "Are you serious? "

"He has a marriage history and a child." Fang Wei was a little at a loss for Song Xinheng's conclusion. He didn't know why the other party would say such a thing suddenly. Facing the misunderstanding, Fang Wei still said in a good temper: "We just became neighbors before we became neighbors." , I also met his wife, of course, you probably don't know about these things... But you can't label the people around me because of my sexual orientation."

"Then do you know why he divorced?" Song Xinheng asked: "Do you know? Did he tell you?"

"If you knew why, you wouldn't say that I misunderstood him." There was only a cup of hot water on the table, and there was no one for Song Xinheng, but Song Xinheng drank it. He stared at Fang Wei and said, "I tell you, yes Because that man only likes the same sex."

"Having children doesn't mean anything. There are many people in this society. There are many people who marry the same wife due to the pressure of the surrounding environment. Many of these people have children." Fang Wei's expression of disbelief still made Song Xinheng feel excited. Even though the behavior of slandering others was despicable, he continued to say: "Why do you think he hasn't moved out for more than two years after he got divorced? It's not because you live across the street, if it's not because You, he has already moved to the new home with that child."

"I used to live in a good house, but he also moved out a few days after you moved out. I don't believe it's a coincidence. And the newly moved house was prepared when you got divorced. It's where you went today. The place where you live is much better, right?"

"Impossible." Fang Wei originally believed that Song Xinheng was lying to him, but the man looked suspiciously confident. He stood up in confusion and looked at Song Xinheng: "If what you said is true, then he For a long time, why never told me."

"I don't know, but it should be cowardly. I was afraid of being rejected by you, so I didn't say anything until you got married." Song Xinheng sneered: "I should regret it, but now I don't cowardly. I know you are married. And trying to trick you into going home."

Song Xinheng's tone was very contemptuous. He knew that Fang Wei was angry because he broke something he valued very much.When he came, he didn't want to make Fang Wei angry, he wanted to have a good talk with him, but somehow, seeing Fang Wei's red eyes, he felt pleasure.Thinking that Fang Wei would no longer be fooled by that person to go home to take care of the children, Song Xinheng felt refreshed.

"It's just moving and being close to me usually doesn't mean anything." Fang Wei sat down again, thinking of Song Xinheng's confident expression just now, and thinking that this person was intervening between himself and Du Chenghong, a burst of resentment suddenly arose in his heart .

"Even if he is really gay, even if he really likes me, what do these things have to do with you?"

"Do you think it has nothing to do with me?" Song Xinheng was startled, and he said, "You think he likes you and has nothing to do with me?"

"Then what did he ask you? Will you agree?" Fang Wei leaned back, clutching the sofa cushion, his back felt cold from being stared at by Song Xinheng. Rubbing his eyes hard, he has never felt so wronged and resentful like now: "It's useless for you to stare at me, and he didn't ask me? How could such a good person like me?"