bamboo horse long time no see

On Sunday, Xu Chetong went to Song Mo's appointment.

He rejected the other party twice before, but this time when Song Mo sent a message, Xu Chetong agreed without even thinking about it.

After all, it is enough to have a confidant in life.

In contemporary society, what can two big men do when they meet.

Watching a popcorn movie, eating lunch at an Internet celebrity restaurant, this kind of behavior that looks very gay, Song Mo really wants to do it all with Xu Chetong.

It's a pity that when he got an appointment with Xu Chetong, the popcorn movie was off the shelves, and the Internet celebrity restaurant couldn't reserve a seat.

Song Mo had no choice but to bring Xu Chetong to a tea house, where the two sat facing each other in a small private room.

Xu Chetong looked around the box, the small room separated by the hollowed-out screen, the small square table of carved wood, there was a certain distance from each other, just enough to achieve the sound insulation effect, and he couldn't hear other people's conversations.In addition, on Sunday, the entire teahouse is empty.

Song Mo grinned across his face, holding the teacup steadily and concisely.

In other words, although Song Mo is not as good-looking as Wei Nan, a man who belongs to the school level, he is not bad-looking.

After work, he learned to tidy himself up, and his ordinary short hair in a [-]-[-] cut made him look extraordinarily energetic.

The skin close to wheat is smooth and clean, and the facial features look comfortable and refreshing.

His voice is a bit deep, and he speaks standard Mandarin, so when listening to his voice on the phone, there seems to be an irresistible magnetism.

When the two got into their seats, Song Mo's first sentence was, "If you have anything to complain about, you can tell me all about it, for example, about a certain surname Wei, or about your boss."

Xu Chetong glanced at Song Mo while holding the teacup, "You are hostile to him."

"I didn't." Song Mo denied, "I just care about you."

Xu Chetong chuckled, "Thank you, I'm fine. I just think you don't have to think of him so scary."

Although the reason has to be counted on his head.

Song Mo didn't drink from his teacup, and said, "I'm not afraid of him, no...I mean that a person like him must have plans when he comes back! But no matter what plans he has, I will stand by your side unswervingly."

Xu Chetong did know Wei Nan's plan, but because of Song Mo's attitude, he temporarily decided not to say anything.

Moreover, Xu Chetong vaguely felt that Song Mo seemed to be indifferent to Wei Nan, but his words sounded like he really wanted to find out from Xu Chetong Wei Nan's intention to return to China, or make Xu Chetong think that Wei Nan had some intentions.

Xu Chetong thought again, Song Mo had never met Wei Nan, so maybe he really only cared about himself.

"Thank you." Xu Chetong grinned, "I have you as my solid backing, and I'm afraid he has some 'plans'."

Looking up again, Xu Chetong found that Song Mo was staring at his face carefully, thinking that there was something on his face, so he quickly wiped it off with the back of his hand.

Song Mo smiled lightly, "There's nothing on your face."

"Then you?..." Xu Chetong asked him what he was looking at.

Song Mo said, "When will you stop being so polite to me?"

Xu Chetong raised his eyebrows, "Are you polite?"

"It's too polite, I always say thank you." Song Mo took a sip of tea and looked to the other side.

But Xu Chetong felt that he should be more polite to Song Mo. The person sitting in front of him was not only a good friend, but also the "benefactor" who extended his hand to him back then.

Xu Chetong thought to himself that if the word "benefactor" was really said, Song Mo would make a fuss and say that his idea was too exaggerated, and he insisted on dispelling his idea.

Song Mo always acted like he never felt that he was indebted to Xu Chetong, the reason was because of the kindness of others - Xu Chetong thought, otherwise he couldn't think of other reasons.

So Xu Chetong didn't intend to tell him the real reason for Wei Nan's return, let alone he half believed it.

He felt that even if what Wei Nan said was true now, it might not be possible later.

Xu Chetong changed the subject and talked about things other than Wei Nan.

It was a little blunt, but Song Mo cooperated very well.

They talked a lot, just when Xu Chetong thought that Song Mo had forgotten about Wei Nan, he saw Song Mo staring at him quietly, and said, "I always feel that you have something to hide from me."

Xu Chetong's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had slipped his tongue?What did Song Mo notice?

"You also said that work is not that stressful, and you yawned several times just now." Song Mo said in a slightly distressed tone, "Okay, I met you today, and I will take you back. You should go to bed early at night."

Xu Chetong stood up with him with a smile, and said, "You really talk like an old lady."

"I care about you so much, and you still talk about me." Song Mo walked up to Xu Chetong's side, and raised his hand to stroke Xu Chetong's hair.

Then he went to pay the bill and asked Xu Chetong to wait for him in the car.

Xu Chetong was taken aback for a moment. With a height of nearly 1.8 meters, there are not many people who can touch his hair.

But Song Mo was taller than him, and raised his hand to touch his hair naturally, which made Xu Chetong a little awkward.

Moreover, because of Song Mo's actions, he thought for no reason that someone had touched his hair before.

But that feeling was vague but unexpectedly clear, I couldn't figure out what was going on, but my body cooperated to remember the original feeling.

Xu Chetong knew that he was very sensitive in all aspects, from physical to psychological.

A small cut on his finger can hurt for a long time; when someone says a word, he can read the meaning behind it.

If someone does something that hurts him, no matter how hard he tries, it will take more time than ordinary people to get out.

Sometimes Xu Chetong doesn't want to be so sensitive, he would rather not notice anything.

For example, the strange touch left on his hair, occasionally thinking about it, still makes him itch.

Song Mo drove Xu Chetong back, and before he left, he didn't forget to tell him that Wei Nan must be careful, in case he comes back to retaliate.

Xu Chetong lowered his eyes and smiled, and waved his hands to tell him to be careful on the way back.

Watching the car fly away in the dust, Xu Chetong turned and went home.

But walking halfway, I vaguely saw a familiar private car in front of my eyes, and there was a familiar person standing beside the car.

I don't know what happened today, Xu Chetong regretted that he didn't read the old almanac when he went out today, maybe something was wrong.

Who else is standing next to the private car, that is Wei Nan.

Xu Chetong remembered that the last time he sent him back, he could just go to the gate of the community, but Wei Nan insisted on sending him in, so he knew the exact location of his house.

There is only one main road in the community, the west gate enters the east gate and exits, and all vehicles stop in one direction.I don't know when Wei Nan came, maybe he saw it from beginning to end.

But Xu Chetong thought to himself, he saw it as soon as he saw it, so why should he be afraid of misunderstanding?

He walked up calmly and asked strangely, "Why are you here?"

Just now Wei Nan looked anxious and worried, but now seeing Xu Chetong, he just shrugged, "I called you, but you didn't answer."

Only now did Xu Chetong remember that because he was going to a teahouse, he was worried that the sound of his mobile phone would disturb others, so he adjusted the vibration.

Later, immersed in the quiet environment of the teahouse, I forgot to change the bell.

When he took out his mobile phone to look again, he found that he didn't know when to turn the mobile phone to silent, and more than [-] missed calls were hung high on the notification bar, and the name was displaying "Director Wei".

"Director Wei?" Wei Nan stretched his neck to see his note, and raised his eyebrows to express some dissatisfaction.

Xu Chetong explained calmly, "I saved all your contact information in previous emails, and typed them up as notes, so as not to be confused about whether you are on a business or private matter when I receive a call."

Wei Nan nodded as he accepted the other party's explanation, and asked again: "Going out?"

"Yes." Xu Chetong stood in front of him, "A friend."

However, Wei Nan smiled and said happily, "I know, they must be friends, and I don't suspect anything."

The subtext seems to be saying, in fact, you don't even need to explain, the explanation shows that you care about me very much.

Xu Chetong really couldn't stop his imagination, so he could only ask: "What happened to the company?"

Wei Nan put one hand on the roof of the car and put the other in his trouser pocket, posing as if he was shooting a blockbuster for a fashion magazine, and smiled faintly at Xu Chetong.

Xu Chetong suddenly remembered that Wei Nan was half a head taller than him since he was a child, and it is still the same now, probably 1.9 meters taller.

Wei Nan said: "I called you, but you didn't answer. I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I came to see you. Don't do this in the future. Listen to my call, okay?"

Xu Chetong was stunned for a moment, thinking that you don't know where I live, how can you find me?Thinking about it again, the company has his address, and Wei Nan has the authority to find it.

But the point is that he will find it.

A little touched.

"Sorry." Xu Chetong said, "I made you worry."

Just look at Wei Nan waving his hands and grinning, "It's fine, I can rest assured."

Xu Chetong also smiled, "Yes."

Wei Nan raised his hand and patted Xu Chetong on the shoulder, "You are my assistant, you have to wait for my call 24 hours a day, what's the matter if I can't get in touch, right?"

"..." Xu Chetong looked at him, "Oh."