6 Brother and Xiaohong

Zheng Zhe and Ai Jin talked on the phone for nearly half an hour, even chatting about Ai Jin's primary school composition proposition. At the end of the chat, Zheng Zhe was so thirsty, and because there was no water seller in this place at night, Zheng Zhe did almost everything. He was about to go down to drink sea water, but he finally took up the line and walked back tentatively.

When Zheng Zhe walked to the place, only Li Tingyun was left over there. He drank the champagne of the two of them, and he seemed to be freezing right now.

Zheng Zhe stood where he was. Things were too different from what he had imagined. He was stunned for a while, then opened his mouth and asked Li Tingyun, "When did you leave?"

Li Tingyun shrank his body. Although he was slightly drunk, he could see clearly in his heart. He lowered his eyes and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "You went out for a minute to make a phone call, Xiao Gu left first, Zhang Chunchun stayed for an extra minute , he didn't seem to want to leave very much, but then he also left."

Zheng Zhe didn't speak anymore. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it took him more than 200 kilometers to go back to the city, which took three hours. He didn't plan to go back on the same day. .He paid the bill and took Li Tingyun to a hotel across the street to open a room, upstairs and downstairs, two rooms, avoiding the upper and lower.

Zheng Zhe knew very well what Li Tingyun meant when he was drunk, but the reason why he hadn't taken that step was because he knew that Li Tingyun's liking was carnal desire, so he directly wanted sex. However, he thought again, if he only wanted sex for this , then why wait until now?

He still wants to find someone he likes, if he can’t, it’s fine to like him, there must be feelings, even a little bit, and then he will hold his hand and grow old with his son, or he will have a full family of children and grandchildren, or he will be cut off from his children and grandchildren, whatever is fine, as long as he is not It's fine to be a one-handed hero, but if you become a right-handed man, I have a daughter-in-law. Zheng Zhe can't bear it.

Zheng Zhe couldn't sleep at night, so he stood by the window and smoked.

At first, he planned to think about business matters to divert his attention, but unfortunately, it was the beginning of the year, and he was not busy, so he could only start to recall things from his childhood.

Even though he deliberately avoided those two years, in the end he still unconsciously remembered those days. At the end, he and Gu Ming fought against each other all day long.

Looking back later, he felt that he was too young at the time, and Gu Ming was not enlightened; thinking about it now, he was already a lot older, but it seemed that he was the one who was not enlightened. He was like a taut bow, attacking again and again. , Missing the target forever, although he finally brushed the edge in the end, he was also extremely tired, who knows how long it will be before the year of hitting the red heart, one year, two years, five years?

The time has passed, the bamboo horse is old, and it is really boring to continue to struggle with each other.

Gu Ming was on his way back.

There were many people coming together, two cars, Zhang Chunchun had something to say to him, so he drove the rest of the people to the front car, he drove the car himself, and took Gu Ming on the expressway , stepped on the accelerator and ran back.

Zhang Chunchun couldn't understand Gu Ming very much, his face was flushed, "Gu Ming, what do you think?"

This time Gu Ming didn't stay in a daze, he lowered his head and pressed his fingers letter by letter on the phone keyboard.

His hands have never been so restless as before. He even had his hands safe and secure when cutting people. However, he is not doing any dangerous actions now. He is just editing text messages, but he didn't finish editing, he deleted them all. Because the two of them have really experienced too many bad things, because he is still not sure about himself, because he is still very unfamiliar with this feeling, he has to confirm it, when he smooths it out and decides, he should run No, right and wrong.

Zhang Chunchun glanced at him again: "Who are you sending it to?"

Gu Ming put away the phone: "What did you ask just now?"

"Let me tell you what you think, look at those two people who are obviously going to drink... let alone whether I support this matter, I really don't like kicking me after playing..." Zhang Chunchun said, shocked For a moment, he slipped his mouth, but fortunately he was thick-skinned, and went straight to the next topic: "He dared to bully you, why don't I find someone to beat him up and get him back."

Gu Ming understood Zhang Chunchun's meaning, he smiled at Zhang Chuntian for the first time, and motioned him not to say more.

Although he doesn't really care whether the things he got were forced, but he is really in a hurry now.

He hasn't figured out whether he wants it or not. If he doesn't want it, he won't even give it to him. He dares to fight for what he wants even if it's not his. He never checks whether he can get it, but weighs it first. Whether he wants it or not, this actually suits his nature best, shameless, not a kind person, seemingly soft and glutinous, but actually ferocious, this is him, this is Gu Ming!

Akin arrived in early January.

Zheng Zhe drove him to the airport to pick him up. I haven't seen him for a long time. Ai Jin is dressed in fashion and looks pretty. I don't know what to apply on his face. The paint is white and white, and the eyeballs are blue. What color film.

Zheng Zhe's eyes hurt when he saw him like that, and Ai Jin was also very happy. He dug out a small box, grabbed his eyelids, took off the color film and put it away, and then dug out a CD from his backpack and handed it to Zheng Zhe: "Meeting ceremony. "

Zheng Zhe glanced at the cover: "What is this? The first snow in 2002... It's been 04, why are you still singing about 02?"

Ai Jin unwrapped the outer plastic package, and then stuffed the CD into the playback port: "Why are you so old-fashioned, this disc is popular now, singing everywhere, the singer is called Dao Lang, I love his voice so much , sexually sexy, I listen to my husband even having sex."

Zheng Zhe laughed when he heard it: "If you say that, what kind of mood do you want me to enjoy his songs in the future?"

"Listen when you miss me." Ai Jin looked at his face left and right in the vanity mirror in the car, "Look how much you miss me, and you don't even want to hang up the phone with me."

Zheng Zhe listened to the album very seriously, and frowned again after a while: "Your mother is too explicit about the lyrics, what kind of flaming lips are ecstasy at midnight... Isn't this sung by mouth? The government also let Is it released?"

Ai Jin laughed, eyes crooked: "Why are you so wicked, what they sing is about kissing..."

After finishing speaking, he pressed the fast-forward button again, and changed the song: "Listen to this impulsive punishment, I love this song the most."

"What is this song about?"

"The general idea is that I accidentally killed someone when I was drunk, and the idiot regretted it."

Zheng Zhe glanced at him: "Are you scolding me?"

"What's the matter with you?" Ai Jin smiled deeper, he leaned forward, raised his hand and stroked Zheng Zhe's hair, "Brother Six, are you looking for someone?"

A cockscomb was pulled out of Zheng Zhe's head, he tilted his head violently, and frowned: "Don't fuck my hair, do you have to make me look like an idiot to be satisfied?"

"I only touch you because I like you. I don't even bother to touch most people..." Ai Jin helped him smooth his hair back again: "Ask you a question, are you still single?"

"Well, there are too many suitors, and I don't know who to get along with for a while."

"Pull it down, there are so many people chasing you, you've already shown off to me," Ai Jin curled his lips: "How about Gu Xiaohong hanging from a tree with a crooked neck? Tired of you?"

"Don't tell me, this buddy surnamed Dao sings really well..." Zheng Zhe didn't want to say this, so he lit a cigarette for himself: "Do you want to go to eat first or go to my house first? I don't think you should stay here." It's a hotel, staying in my house is much better than a hotel, and the rooms are all cleaned up for you."

Ai Jin saw Zheng Zhe's reaction, and grinned: "Fuck, old six, don't you, have you chased him for so many years and haven't gotten started yet? Who is he? Is it golden chrysanthemum? Or is it a large intestine with a diamond inlaid on it?" What a waste of such a noble shit, how hard to think about not doing zero?"