I have known love for many years

Bai Xuecheng was so drunk that he was unconscious, so it was naturally impossible to reply to the message. Chen Xin checked the time and planned to go back, but before he reached the door of the room, Bai Xuecheng's phone rang.

Bai Xuecheng muttered a few words, turned over and continued to sleep, without any intention of waking up. Chen Xin used to be like a talkative "nanny" in the dormitory. Go back and pick up the phone.

He noticed that the name on the caller ID was "Mr. Hui", and after picking up the call, his voice was a little hoarse because of the barbecue and drinking: "Hello?"

"Hello? Good evening, I'm sorry to disturb you." The voice of the other party was very gentle, and it sounded a little familiar, but Chen Xin couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Chen Xin hurriedly interrupted the other party's continuation: "Sorry, I'm not the owner of the phone, Bo..."

He, Bai Xuecheng, was drunk and hadn't uttered a few words when the person on the other side of the bed suddenly turned over, his face was extremely ugly, and he covered his mouth with one hand as if about to vomit.

Chen Xin hurriedly went to help him, shouting: "Don't spit here! Don't spit! Wait a minute!"

Fei Lian was puzzled on the phone. His car was parked outside the residential area where he used to rent. The headlights of the silver Elantra were on. He lowered the window and looked out. From this angle, he could see the house he used to live in. The lights were still dark.

It was not too late at this time, just after 10:30, and the nightlife in Nancheng had just begun.

There is a mahjong table in the courtyard of the community, and the grandpas and aunts playing mahjong are fighting fiercely. In the barbecue bar outside the community, it is the time when people are buzzing with each other.

Fei Lian put one hand on the steering wheel, hesitated and said, "Is Mr. Bai not at home?"

Chen Xin pushed Bai Xuecheng to the front of the toilet and opened the lid for him. Bai Xuecheng bent over and vomited profusely. The whole bathroom was filled with an indescribable smell. With a sad face, Chen Xin opened the vent. While patting Bai Xuecheng on the back, he said, "I'm sorry he's drunk, what can you do?"

"It's not too important," Fei Lian said awkwardly listening to the sound on the other end of the phone, "I'm a tenant of his house, I left something at his house and didn't take it away..."

Chen Xin was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what the old lady had said before. He let out an "uh", looked down at Bai Xuecheng who was still throwing up, and a small light bulb in his mind suddenly lit up.

This tenant is suspected to be of the same type as Bai Xuecheng, his voice sounds gentle, and the character of the renter is also good, maybe it is fate?

Chen Xin swallowed nervously. He was never so nervous even when he was dating his girlfriend for the first time, as if he was holding onto a straw to save Bai Xuecheng, his voice was about to tremble, and he said: "Then what, he's not at home now, can you come and get it tomorrow?"

What else can Fei Lian say?Of course, he had no choice but to agree, and made an appointment with Chen Xin before hanging up the phone.

Fei Lian thought for a while with his mobile phone, and felt a little strange. He also had a few chats with this Mr. Bai on WeChat because of the house before, and he had the impression that the other party was a very restrained and low-key person: he didn't talk much, he didn't send anything. Any emoji, punctuation marks are never wrong, and there are no typos.The most frequently used words are "um", "may", and "good", giving people a feeling of indifference and alienation.

Would such a person also get drunk and show such a messy side?

This strange feeling just passed by, and Fei Lian quickly put it behind him and drove away.

Early the next morning, when Bai Xuecheng woke up, he still smelled of alcohol. Before Chen Xin left, he put a trash can for him in front of the bed. Bai Xuecheng stared at the trash can for a long time, with a bewildered expression on his face.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed his clothes, and when he stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, he found that he was really old.

A 30-year-old single man was drunk all night, his face was ugly, and the stubble protruding from his jaw made him look even more vicissitudes.

He wiped his hair hastily with a towel, and tidied up his beard again, only then did he feel a little more refreshed.

It was only when he was going downstairs for breakfast that he noticed a message from the previous night on his phone, from a former tenant.

Bai Xuecheng couldn't help but think of Chen Xin's thoughts—the room is clean and odorless, isn't it...

Bai Xuecheng felt that he was going to be brainwashed, so he couldn't help laughing, opened the message and saw that the other party said that something was lost here.

At this time, he saw another message from Chen Xin early in the morning, to the effect that he made an appointment with the tenant to meet at around [-]:[-] noon.

Bai Xuecheng didn't think much about it at all. After thanking Chen Xin, he went to have breakfast and started a new busy day.

The painter and floor installation arrived today, and home appliances will be delivered one after another in the next two days, but the house still needs to be open for a while before people can live in it. There was a sketch portrait of a cat that he liked very much, so he casually threw it into the collection.

At this time, the foreman in charge came out of the bathroom and said, "Is the ceiling going to be demolished?"

"Tear it down," Bai Xuecheng walked in, looked up, "you have to replace it with a new one."

The foreman nodded and told him about changing the water route. The two were discussing when the elevator door at the end of the corridor outside the door opened and Fei Lian came out.

It was 15 minutes before eleven o'clock, and Fei Lian was used to arriving early.

The man is lean and thin, with a standard inverted triangle figure. He is wearing a white shirt with a black suit and a slender tie. He wears a dark gray lapel coat over the suit. He wears a set of suit pants and a pair of black Oxford shoes. .

He also carried a small bag on his shoulder, and a section of watch strap was faintly exposed on his left wrist. The man walked like the wind, the hem of his coat was slightly raised and then lowered slightly. Slow down.

"Excuse me." The man's voice was gentle and clear, very nice. Bai Xuecheng didn't hear the sound in the bathroom, and the painter outside turned to look at him with his hat on.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I have an appointment with the landlord..." Fei Lian looked at the house that had undergone tremendous changes. After living here for four years, he still felt a familiar intimacy. He couldn't help looking around, thinking that the landlord hadn't arrived yet. , and said, "It's okay, I'll wait for him outside for a while."

"He's here." The painter shouted loudly, "Landlord! Someone is looking for you!"

There was some dust on Bai Xuecheng's body, and he still had a friendly smile on his face. When he came out of the bathroom, he said, "Here we are..."

Holding the phone in one hand and the mask in the other, he suddenly felt that he was probably having a dream, maybe he was still awake on the hotel bed—otherwise, how could he see someone who only appeared in the dream?

Fei Lian's eyes almost froze when Bai Xuecheng said "Come".

He watched the man come out of the bathroom step by step. Bai Xuecheng had changed a bit, but at first glance, he didn't seem to have changed much. He still looked gentle, but actually had a bit of arrogance in his bones.

The man had a clean cropped cut and was wrapped in a down jacket. He was still afraid of the cold as before. The zipper was pulled to the top, and his collar was turned up to cover his nose and mouth, revealing only a pair of startled eyes.

Bai Xuecheng's eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful: the brows are thick and close to the tip of the eyes, the eyes are big and bright, the outline is a bit like almond eyes, the eyelashes are very long, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the pupils are black and white, and the eyes are dark brown. It looks like a good glass in the sun, especially when he looks at people with emotion, people will be attracted to him involuntarily.

Bai Xuecheng himself doesn't like these eyes very much, according to him, because these eyes look too gentle, which just lowered his arrogance several levels.

Because of this, Fei Lian laughed for a long time.

—— "Gentle? You actually have the face to say that you are gentle?"

——"What do you mean? Am I not gentle with you?"

——"Can you first change your love-monkey-like virtue?"

The old days never fade away, and a big replay can suddenly pop into your mind at any time and any place.

Probably because the frequency of replay is too much, so that the brain overly beautifies those details, the more you think about it, those conversations, those smiles, those affectionate eyes and ambiguous kisses, are all covered with thick icing sugar, so sweet that people's lips will melt up.

But the sweeter the memory, the more hurtful the reality.