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Before entering the door, Zhou Xun tried his best to calm down his irritable mood. Han Haoming and Ye Yunfan had already prepared a large table of dishes and made dumplings.

Ye Yunfan is Ye Yunqing's younger brother. The two brothers' hometown no longer has any family members. In the past few years, they spent the Spring Festival with Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun had a lot of fun.

Ye Yunqing came to Beijing three years ago. When he first entered the car dealership, it was Zhou Xun who took him. He is not smart, but he is hardworking.

At that time, Ye Yunqing hadn't stayed in the car repair shop for half a year, and his mother in his hometown had cancer. The child who was less than 20 years old came to Beijing alone. They all advised Zhou Xun not to lend him money.

But Zhou Xun still gave him the money he was planning to buy a house without saying a word. Ye Yunqing lost contact with Zhou Xun after returning to his hometown.

It was not until three months later that Ye Yunqing came back with his younger brother. His mother's illness was not cured in the end, so he returned the money to Zhou Xun.

From then on, the Ye family brothers regarded Zhou Xun as a serious family member, and Zhou Xun was also very relieved that he saw the right person.

Han Haoming is Lin Zhile's college classmate. Before Lin Zhile left, he was already very familiar with Zhou Xun. After Lin Zhile left, he also kept in touch with Zhou Xun. He was with Ye Yunqing two years ago, and they have become closer since then.

"Brother Xun, Yun Qing, you are back, just in time, we have just prepared the New Year's Eve dishes, the dumplings are wrapped, the water is boiled, and the dumplings are waiting to be served, you wash your hands, you can eat them later "Han Haoming wore an apron with a pink cat printed on it, which didn't match his tall and mighty body at all.

Zhou Xun didn't have much fluctuation when he saw him before, but after reuniting with Lin Zhile, anyone who has a little relationship with him can make him feel confused.

Looking at Han Haoming now, he remembered something about the few of them before. Zhou Xun's heart was in a mess, and he only responded, and hurried into the bathroom.

Zhou Xun washed his face twice, raised his head, and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was haggard and pale, and there were drops of water on his eyelashes, which dripped down his cheeks, and his eyes were flushed.

He despised himself fiercely in his heart: he was in his thirties, he looked like a woman, and his eyes turned red at every turn.

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"Master, are you tired? If you are tired, go to sleep after eating and take a rest." Sylvia put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and asked Zhou Xun who came out of the bathroom.

"It's okay. I'm sitting in a sleeper. I'm not tired. It's just a dozen hours of driving. I still feel dizzy standing on the flat ground. I still want to watch the Spring Festival Gala and go to bed after watching it."

Zhou Xun went to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine, and put it on the table, "Come here, everyone is here, it's time for the New Year's Eve dinner."

He picked up the bottle and asked Ye Yunfan: "Yunfan, can you have a drink with the brothers?"

"Brother Xun, I'm nineteen and I can drink." Ye Yunfan scratched the back of his head.

"Our children are promising. When my brother was nineteen, let alone drinking, smoking was strictly controlled." Zhou Xun poured him half a glass.

"Who cares about you, Brother Xun." Ye Yunfan asked.

Who else, Lin Zhile.

Zhou Xun didn't know what was wrong, he could think of Lin Zhile everywhere, and smiled wryly, "No one, Yun Fan doesn't know anyone."

Han Haoming and Ye Yunqing knew that it was the New Year's Eve, and they were afraid to arouse Zhou Xun's thoughts again, so they changed the subject and raised their wine glasses, "It's New Year's Eve dinner, Brother Xun, let's meet each other, happy new year, good luck in the new year .”

"Happy New Year," Zhou Xun pinched the wine glass with pale fingertips, and then lifted it up to take a big sip of the wine in the glass. The spicy alcohol entered his throat and stomach, and forced tears from the corners of his eyes, " Damn, what the hell is this wine, it's so spicy."

Ye Yunqing knew that Zhou Xun was feeling uncomfortable, and it was impossible not to let him drink, so he ran to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of Kouzijiao, "Master, drink this, softer."

During the two-hour New Year's Eve dinner, Zhou Xun didn't eat many dumplings, but drank a lot of wine and vomited twice.

Ye Yunqing took Zhou Xun into the bedroom before he was completely drunk, poured another glass of water and put it on the bedside table.

Since the incident of getting drunk five years ago, Zhou Xun has rarely been drunk again. Even if he is drunk, no one can get close to him.

There was a time when Zhou Xun was drunk before, Ye Yunqing didn't know about his problem, and wanted to help the drunk person up on the wine table, but Zhou Xun sent him to the hospital.

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I didn't see the Spring Festival Gala I wanted to watch, and the person lying on the bed kept mumbling something.

"I won't look for it anymore, I'm a fucking liar, I won't look for it again."

Han Haoming and Ye Yunqing knew the meaning of Zhou Xun's words. In the first two years, friends around him looked at Zhou Xun like crazy and looked for Lin Zhile.

In the second year after Lin Zhile left, Zhou Xun learned that he had gone to country M for further studies. He went abroad alone, but ended up in the wrong place, went to the wrong school, and his ID and passport were stolen. Because of the language barrier, they clashed with the local police and were arrested as smugglers. They were locked up for three days. Later, some of their friends couldn't contact him, so they found the embassy and brought him back.

There are countless similar things. At the beginning, his friends also advised him not to look for it. Zhou Xun just smiled and said yes, but later he searched in private without saying a word, and no one was disturbed.

The three of Ye Yunqing tidied up the living room and the kitchen before leaving. The TV was left on, and he seemed a little popular.

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At the end of the Fang Group's annual meeting, the New Year's bell had already sounded, but Lin Zhile, the new director, left early.

It was not yet eleven o'clock when he arrived home, and the noise from the downstairs neighbors' homes had not yet ended, and the New Year's Eve had just begun.

When opening the door, you can also hear scattered voices coming from the opposite door, the voice is not loud, and you can't really hear it.

Every family has posted festive Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters, but only at the door of his house, there are still only colorful small advertisements, which can't be torn off.

As soon as the door was closed, the opposite door opened, and Lin Zhile turned around and took a look through the cat's eyes.

Ye Yunqing and the others went out and went downstairs.

Lin Zhile took a deep breath and went to the bathroom. He also drank a lot of wine at the annual meeting, and his body smelled of alcohol.

After hastily rinsing and not wanting to wipe it, Lin Zhile directly pulled off the bathrobe on the shelf, put it on, and went back to the bedroom with bare feet and hair still dripping.

There is a painting of Zhou Xun hanging in his bedroom. It has been changed several times, but the person in the painting remains the same. Every once in a while, he will bring a photo of Zhou Xun and ask someone to draw it. Re-hung in the bedroom.

Everything else was taken away by him.

Lin Zhile approached with bare feet, looking at the person in the painting inch by inch. There was also a small scar on the brow bone of the person in the painting.

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the small scar through the framed cold glass frame.

He really wanted to smooth that scar and make it disappear, but no matter how much he touched it, the scar on the person in the painting would never disappear. Instead, his fingers were so pricked by the scar that he dared not reach out.

Lin Zhile stopped looking and lay down on the bed.

After going out for a few days, the room smelled a little dusty, but he was too lazy to get up and change the sheets and quilt covers again.

The water from the hair soaked the pillow towel.

The damp pillow kept him from sleeping, and he couldn't sleep even if the pillow wasn't wet.

Over the past few years, insomnia has become the norm, and the best time to sleep is during the three days in the old house.

He got up again, picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the bedside table, and went to the balcony. The clothes he washed when he left a few days ago were hung on the balcony, which was constantly shaking by the night wind.

I don't know how many times he smoked, Lin Zhile suddenly heard the sound of a water glass breaking from the bedroom next door, followed by cursing and messy footsteps.

He was so clear about the pattern in the room next door that he could tell where the footsteps came from even just by listening.

First at the bedside, then at the living room, and within a short distance, Lin Zhile could no longer hear her, and then the footsteps appeared in the bedroom and at the bedside.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the person who woke up fell asleep again.

Lin Zhile didn't need to guess too much, he knew that Zhou Xun must have drunk too much tonight.

He slammed the unfinished cigarette butt against the wall, put on his clothes again, found a metal key from his pocket, and skillfully opened the opposite door.

In the living room, only the night porch lamp at the entrance is left, and a few pairs of often worn shoes are placed on the shoe rack.

The Spring Festival Gala is still going on on the TV, and now it is a song and dance performance.

The sound of drums overwhelmed the sound of Lin Zhile's door opening and footsteps.

The bedroom door is always wide open, this is Zhou Xun's habit, Lin Zhile walked in directly, lightly.

The layout of the bedroom was the same as before, with no extra decorations, and the curtains were still foggy blue.

Zhou Xun was lying on the bed. He usually slept quietly and honestly, but after drinking, his sleeping posture was comparable to that of Lin Zhile when he was a child.

Now he is sprawled, his head is almost hitting the bedside table, the quilt is not covered, it is only draped over his chest, his long legs are bent, his right calf is still drooping beside the bed, and the top of the pajamas is covered by his hand. Lift it up, grab it in your hand, revealing your soft belly, and float together with your breath.

Because of drunkenness, the person on the bed opened his mouth slightly, his breathing was a little heavy, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol in the room.

Lin Zhile felt a little intoxicated, and unconsciously walked to the head of the bed, squatting in a corner, eyes full of softness.

The ringing of the New Year's bell came from the TV in the living room, and the host said "Happy New Year" in unison.

"Happy New Year..." Lin Zhile said in a very low voice, following the blessings on the TV.

Ever since he reunited with Zhou Xun in the old house, Lin Zhile felt that he was out of his control, otherwise he would not have appeared presumptuously when he knew Zhou Xun was at home.

In fact, he came back with Zhou Xun on the same train today, and there were four carriages between them.

Now, they are only a short distance away, and he can touch Zhou Xun's messy hair as soon as he raises his hand.

Lin Zhile did the same. He just raised his hand, but he hasn't touched Zhou Xun yet.

The drunk man raised his fist unconsciously and threw it at Lin Zhile.

Lin Zhile was almost hit in the face by a sudden fist, he backed up and fell to the ground, thinking about how to explain to Zhou Xun that he would appear here in the middle of the night if Zhou Xun woke up.

As a result, the person on the bed still had his eyes closed, just changed his posture, muttered a few words, and was still in a deep sleep.

Lin Zhile couldn't express how she felt at the moment, Zhou Xun's vigilance was so heavy, everything was caused by him.

He wished that Zhou Xun's punch just now hit him in the face.

Lin Zhile sat on the floor for a long time without moving, and finally stood up feebly, hurriedly and quickly covered Zhou Xun with a quilt, and exited his room.

run away.