shallow affection

"Fang Mingzhan, what a coincidence," now that Jian Qingli said this opening sentence, he smiled handsomely, approached Fang Mingzhan with his head slightly tilted, and patted him on the shoulder recklessly, like two brothers , "We met again, we are really destined."

Xiang Tingzhou caught up in two or three steps, put his arms around Jian Qingli's waist in a very loyal manner, and asked arrogantly, "Are you Xiaoqing's ex-boyfriend?"

Fang Mingzhan raised his eyebrows and repeated, "Xiaoqing?"

Jian Qingli pushed Xiang Tingzhou away and explained: "This is my friend."

Fang Mingzhan looked Xiang Tingzhou up and down thoughtfully, and stretched out his hand: "Hello."

Xiang Tingzhou was unhappy, feeling that his attack had not achieved the desired effect, his chin was raised high, and he put on airs and ignored Fang Mingzhan.

"Okay, okay." Jian Qingli stepped forward obliquely, took Fang Mingzhan's awkward hand, shook it up and down, with a sincere smile on his face.

It was supposed to be released as soon as he grasped it, but he delayed for a few seconds, which caused some long-standing and hazy feelings to stir up in the depths of his memory.

They hadn't held hands in four years, and even though they had been passionate the night before, small gestures of intimacy were deliberately avoided.This time, two dry and warm hands will touch together, and the taste is strange and familiar.

Fang Mingzhan struggled a bit, and Jian Qingli immediately tightened his grip. He asked Fang Mingzhan, "Have you eaten yet?"

To this inexplicable question, Fang Mingzhan was silent for two seconds, and then answered: "Eat."

Xiang Tingzhou stared at the two dumbfounded, deeply aware of his own redundancy, and said goodbye while backing up: "You talk, I'll go first."

Jian Qingli said goodbye perfunctorily, but Fang Mingzhan nodded to him instead.

"Have a drink?" Jian Qingli scratched Fang Mingzhan's palm with his index finger, and the end of his eyes curled up, like the tail of a tadpole.

"Don't drink anymore."

"Are you waiting for someone?" Jian Qingli finally let go of his hand.

There was surprise in Fang Mingzhan's eyes, and he looked at him vigilantly.

"Xinhuan? You look so young, Fang Mingzhan, don't harm minors."

Fang Mingzhan moved his lips, as if about to say something, and suddenly called out into the distance: "Le Yang!"

Jian Qingli turned her head and saw a boy with chestnut fluffy curly hair, fair skin, single eyelids, and beautiful smiling lips. It was the one he had seen this afternoon.

"Brother!" The boy ran up to them in two or three steps, his cheeks were a little red.

Jian Qingli was stunned for a while, his eyes straightened, Le Yang also noticed him, smiled at the handsome long-haired guy, and asked, "Brother, who is this?"

"Are you Fang Mingzhan's younger brother?" Jian Qingli asked a little rashly before Fang Mingzhan could speak.

Le Yang nodded and praised: "Your hair is so beautiful."

"Thank you," Jian Qingli said half-jokingly, "I've known him for so many years, but I didn't even know he had a younger brother."

Le Yang said: "My parents immigrated when they were young. I was born in England, and my cousin and aunt have always been in China, so it's normal if you haven't heard of it."

His serious explanation and innocent eyes made Jian Qingli a little uncomfortable, and smiled lightly: "That's it."

Le Yang asked curiously: "Are you my brother's classmate?"

"Me," Jian Qingli rolled her eyes, "I'm also his younger brother."

Le Yang's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised exaggeratedly, and he kept asking if it was true.Jian Qingli looked at Fang Mingzhan with a smile, her eyes were crescent-shaped, and she asked naturally, "Is that so, brother?"

Since the fifth grade, he actually seldom called Brother Fang Mingzhan. After realizing that they were really related by blood, they felt embarrassed and avoided the word tacitly.

Fang Mingzhan looked at him for a while, then looked at Le Yang again, and said in a neutral tone, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Le Yang was obviously puzzled, but in front of Jian Qingli, he didn't get to the bottom of it.

"I'll take you back." Fang Mingzhan signaled Le Yang to get in the car.

Le Yang nodded and bid farewell to Jian Qingli politely. He didn't know how to address him, so he had to say goodbye vaguely.

"You can just call me Brother Jian, and I will definitely see you again in the future," Jian Qingli smiled, and then told Fang Mingzhan, "Be careful when driving, and don't hurt such a cute brother."

"It's you who should be careful."

Fang Mingzhan left after finishing speaking, leaving Jian Qingli hopping on the spot alone, "I also got my driver's license properly!"

As the car drove into Zhongyang Street, Fang Mingzhan lowered the window to let the evening wind blow in.Whispering and the aroma of fried chicken poured in, permeating the compartment.

He suddenly remembered that when Jian Qingli was in high school, he liked to eat fried chicken cutlets at the school gate the most. He would often stand in front of the stall and tell the boss to put more chili noodles while swallowing.

"Brother," Le Yang asked cautiously, "Is that person just now your boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Fang Mingzhan was surprised by his question, and smiled lightly, "No."

"Really?"

"Why do you think so?"

"It feels like it's not your boyfriend, but you like him."

Fang Mingzhan closed the car window and said, "It doesn't feel very reliable."

Le Yang wanted to argue, but when he saw Fang Mingzhan's serious face, he swallowed his words back.In fact, he was a little afraid of this cousin. Although Fang Mingzhan treated him well, he was not a brother who grew up together, and his relationship was not deep enough. If Mingzhan's father hadn't passed away four years ago, the mother and son had come to England to relax. Le Yang and him are probably friends who make phone calls during the holidays.

A week ago, the two returned to China on the same plane. Because Le Yang was not familiar with Cang City, Fang Mingzhan was entrusted by the elders in his family to take care of him a lot. Today, he even took him to buy daily necessities. The hospitality was considerate.

It's just that Fang Mingzhan is always caring and distant towards him, sometimes giving Le Yang the illusion that he knows his true nature very well.However, this thought soon disappeared, and Le Yang turned to recall the young man he had just met.Beautiful, flamboyant, unrestrained, like a ostentatious wild rose, she must be very dissolute in bed.

He remembered what the man said before he left, "I will definitely see you again", and couldn't help but licked his lips, his heart pounding.

Fang Mingzhan didn't know anything about his cousin's thoughts, and after sending him to the apartment, he gave a few words of advice and left.On the surface, Le Yang is submissive and well-behaved, but in his heart he plans to go to a nightclub in Cangshi to find out the situation.

Fang Mingzhan turned the car around and went to Nightingale. On the way, he called Lu Yong and asked if he was in the shop.

The lights in the bar were dimmer and more blurred than the day before, and an unknown band was singing. This was a good idea thought up by the bar manager—underground bands need venues and audiences, and they need free performances to attract customers.

"Fang Mingzhan, you boy, you are willing to come back!" Lu Yong briefly hugged him, and asked the waiter to bring two glasses of wine.

Fang Mingzhan declined: "Drive, have a glass of pineapple juice."

There were quite a lot of guests that day, and it was the bartender from the night before who brought the drinks. He put down the glass, and thought Fang Mingzhan looked familiar, so he took another look.

Fang Mingzhan nodded to him.

Lu Yong asked: "You two know each other?"

The bartender hurriedly explained: "Boss, this gentleman also came last night."

"That's right." Lu Yong pointed to Fang Mingzhan and introduced him: "This is my partner, so he is also your boss."

The bartender smiled and called the boss.Fang Mingzhan asked: "Do you have any impression of the one who talked to me last night?"

The bartender nodded without hesitation, after all, Jian Qingli always impressed everyone he met.

Fang Mingzhan took a sip of pineapple juice and asked casually, "Does he come here often?"

The bartender replied: "I started coming here a week ago, and I just sit in the most conspicuous position every day to order a glass of wine or drinks. I don't care about others, and I leave by myself after sitting until eleven or twelve o'clock."

Fang Mingzhan's expression seemed to freeze for a moment, and then slowly relaxed, with a little bit of doubt and apprehension. "Thank you," he said.

As soon as the bartender left, Lu Yong asked, "Who were you talking to last night?"

Fang Mingzhan leaned back against the soft sofa and said, "Jian Qingli."

"Him?" Lu Yong was taken aback when he saw him say the name so calmly, combined with what the bartender said just now, he suddenly had a clue, and suddenly realized: "Is he waiting for you here on purpose these few days?" Bar!"

Fang Mingzhan said, "I don't know."

"Wait, I remembered. I met him in No. [-] Middle School during the school celebration at the beginning of the year. I chatted with him for a while, and I told him that we bought a bar together." Lu Yong went through the cause and effect, becoming more and more sure own guesswork.He didn't understand Jian Qingli's behavior, and asked hesitantly, "Does he want to rekindle his old relationship with you? He's quite courageous, but he was the one who cuckolded you back then."

Fang Mingzhan remained silent, and Lu Yong consciously slipped his tongue, and said, "But I heard that he and that Song Jingyou broke up within two days."

Fang Mingzhan didn't want to talk about the past, so he asked him about the movements of the old friends.When Lu Yong was talking about excitement, he accidentally mentioned Jian Qingli: "Zixu asked me about him that day, saying that he is now famous, and Zixu's girlfriend wanted to ask him to help with a photo shoot."

The high spirits that Fang Mingzhan had gathered with great difficulty were extinguished in an instant.There was no way, at the beginning Jian Qingli didn't like to socialize with classmates at the same level, and would go to his class whenever he was free, and over time, he became acquainted with Fang Mingzhan's friends.Wanting to avoid him recalling his student days is like erasing the golden leaves from autumn, and the whole scenery will be much darker.

Fortunately, except for Lu Yong, no one else knew that Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli had been in a relationship, let alone why they broke up.And what Lu Yong knew was not the whole truth, he still thought that Jian Qingli was the son of Fang Yulang's comrade-in-arms and Fang Mingzhan's godbrother until now.

"It's 11:30," Fang Mingzhan said goodbye, "I'll drink next time, I'm going home first, the company has a meeting tomorrow."

Lu Yong had already seen that he was absent-minded, so he didn't force him to stay, but only said to meet again when he had time.

Fang Mingzhan returned to the apartment, and when he was changing his shoes, he picked up a fruit-filled candy on the floor.

He didn't have these sweet and greasy snacks at home. After much deliberation, it could only have fallen out of Jian Qingli's pocket.He threw the fruit candy into the glass bowl where the car keys were placed, and the sound of Gululu was particularly loud in the deserted room.

After taking a shower, Fang Mingzhan turned on the TV and chose a movie to play.After looking at it for a while, he picked up his phone, downloaded the prelife he had deleted before, and logged into his account hesitantly.