Same-sex marriage legalized

I handed back the ring gift box in my hand to Mr. Wei, and looked at him quietly.The corners of his eyes were still wet, seeing my movement, his eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't reach out to take it.

The atmosphere became stalemate for a moment.

Mr. Wei and I looked at each other for a moment, and he suddenly lowered his head, his eyelashes covering his eyes.The next moment, my hand holding the gift box froze for a moment, a little dumbfounded.

he……

Why are you crying again.

"He Zhi, I have never liked anyone else." Mr. Wei explained to me earnestly, "I just realized that you are unhappy."

I shook my head: "I'm not unhappy."

If I don't think about those complicated things, when I'm with him, I feel at ease deep in my heart.

"But you have a knot in your heart." His tone was full of apology, his voice was broken and hoarse, "I... never knew."

Knot?

Yes a little.

It was okay when I didn't know what he was thinking at first, because it shouldn't be there, and it can't be.Now, instead, I start to get entangled in many dispensable things.

I can't help laughing at myself.

Is this the "have nothing to fear" mentality?

It's the first time in my life.

Probably because I haven't spoken for a long time, Mr. Wei lowered his head again.

"Mr. Wei."

I call him.

Mr. Wei raised his head in response.

His wet pupils reminded me of an abandoned beast, obviously full of ferocity but withdrew its sharp claws, showing absolute dependence and grievance, which made people feel soft-hearted.

It wasn't until today that I later realized that every time I called him, no matter what he was doing, he would look over and respond to me in time.

Mr. Wei cares about me.

Because everything happened so suddenly tonight, so far, I can't determine the weight of that care, but it does exist.Once people's most fundamental cognition has changed, those seemingly gray memories in the past are like seeing the sun through the clouds, and they can glimpse the truth.

Before that, I thought he was too calm and cold.

The misunderstanding between me and him must be far more than the three or two sentences we just talked about.

If we continue in such an unclear way, it is tantamount to planting flowers and plants on polluted land. No matter how hard we work, we can only grow barren and mutated plants.

I handed the small gift box in front of him again, and said to him, "Now is not the time."

He still didn't move, his brows were deeply frowned, and his voice begged.

"Squeak..."

This was the first time Mr. Wei called me by my nickname, and I always thought he didn't take it to heart.Because apart from my fans, the only one who calls me that in life is Xiao Dai.And even Xiao Dai, before knowing the "support" relationship between Mr. Wei and me, was well-behaved and taciturn in front of Mr. Wei. He hardly called me "Brother Zhizhi", saying that he was afraid Be educated.

I held Mr. Wei's hand, put the thing back into his hand, and said softly, "Mr. Wei, I can't teach you."

Hearing this, he immediately grabbed my arm tightly.

I patted the back of his hand lightly, and in his flustered eyes, I continued to explain: "I haven't learned how to discover other people's love, I haven't learned how to love one person, how can I teach another person? "

Mr. Wei did not speak, but looked at me stubbornly.

Afraid that he would shed tears again, I didn't beat around the bush and asked him with a smile: "So, Mr. Wei, are you interested in getting to know him again?"

He and I are both strangers to feelings. We went around in circles and couldn't even find the track of feelings, but no one is born to love another person.I used to think that Mr. Wei might have had lovers, or even other lovers, but today I found out that he seems to be on the same starting line as me.

So, since the past is irreversible, it is better to start all over again.

Mr. Wei's eyes lit up instantly.

I reach out to him.

"Hello, He Zhi."

He paused for a while, then carefully stretched out his hand and held me.

"Hello, Wei Shengli."

Mr. Wei's palms were hot and humid, and he was sweating profusely. He was obviously just shaking hands, but he seemed very nervous.He was still half squatting, looking at our clenched hands for a while, and looking at me again for a while, with a smile on his handsome face.

Kind of silly.

"He Zhi, I will respect you and tell you everything you want to know." His tone was serious, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, "So, never talk about breaking up again, okay?"

I never give people unsure promises, and I am used to looking forward and backward, both in life and work.Now it's the turn of the relationship, and I can't help thinking about it-whether a relationship can have the possibility of "forever" just after deciding to start again.

In this way, I can't help but think of the boy holding flowers on the street again.

It's really enviable to have no hesitation.

I couldn't think through the future for a while, and I was even more afraid that I would be timid and delay him instead, so I fell into a brief silence.Seeing this, Mr. Wei hurriedly denied what he just said: "No, there is no need for 'forever', next time if I do something wrong again, please tell me first, okay?"

"I can change it." He asked for my opinion, his words were sincere, "but don't be so eager to say separation, okay?"

I stared at him fascinated.

It turned out that his momentary hesitation actually made him so uneasy.

So I reached out and wiped away the wet marks from the corners of his eyes.His eyebrows and eyes are deep and beautiful, and it is really not suitable for him to show a sad expression.

"Mr. Wei, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course, you say."

"If Mr. Wei likes me—"

He cut me off with seriousness: "Not an 'if.'"

"Okay, not 'if'." I said, "Since Mr. Wei likes me, why didn't you let me know about your private affairs in the past two years?"

If the misunderstanding between us is caused by various reasons, then the asymmetry of information definitely occupies a certain weight.

Whether it is his family situation or specific matters at work, he rarely mentions it.These days, apart from attending a party with Mr. Wei's friends earlier and being entangled by Huang Zhengming, I don't know anything about him anymore.

On the contrary, Mr. Wei knew everything about my family well, otherwise he would not have provided timely help when I was in the most difficult time.

Hearing my doubts, he showed a puzzled expression instead.

"I thought...you weren't interested in those bad things."

I:"……"

We stared at each other for a long time in silence.

I asked him, "So, is there anything else I 'thought' I would do?"

Mr. Wei thought about it carefully and said, "You like mature and stable people."

As soon as he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hands to hold my face.I bent down slightly following his strength, and saw that his expression had returned to his usual calm and steady appearance.

"He Zhi." He said to me very seriously, "I didn't cry just now."

I:"……"

Indeed, he and Fang Cai are totally different people.

Mr. Wei stopped talking, as if he was waiting for my reaction.

I asked: "What else?"

"what?"

"What Mr. Wei 'thought'."

He summed it up word by word——

"You like high-cold people, and you hate being surprised the most; you don't like people who talk about 'love', doing is more important than talking; you don't like objects who are too clingy and too wide, otherwise you will feel Tired and at a loss; I can't tell you all the trivial things in life and work, because you think that even if people are in love, they must have a private space, otherwise it will make both parties feel suffocated."

"..."

Mr. Wei stated what he thought was "He Zhi's preferences" point by point, which sounded clear, well-founded, and tended to be endless.

I stopped him in time: "Mr. Wei, please wait a moment."

He stopped and looked at me.

"These..." I asked him deliberately, "Where did you draw your conclusions from?"

I don't even know myself, but my criteria for choosing a mate have been so meticulous.

Mr. Wei replied: "You said it in the interview."

I don't understand: "Interview?"

"Yes, I have read all your interviews and made a summary." He was a little proud, "Only in this way can I be the person who knows you best."

"..."

Many of the questions and answers in those interviews were given to deal with the media and prevent reporters and hosts from digging deeper.I didn't like anyone at that time, and I didn't have any emotional experience, so how could I give an exact answer about love?

Mr. Wei actually took it seriously.

Speaking of which, he did mention that he often watched my interviews—it was the last time he went to a neighboring province to participate in the promotion of "Full ultimatum".

At the time, I thought it was just a polite reply, so I didn't think too deeply about it.

Mr. Wei was still holding my face, and we were very close.

I smiled helplessly: "Those answers are not all true, you can ask me directly."

He froze and said nothing.

"So, the only time Mr. Wei asked me about myself was when I was drunk." I asked again, "Whether it's about the interview or Qinanxiang, why didn't you ask me when I was sober?"

Mr. Wei was silent.

After a long time, he leaned over with his head held high, held my cheeks, and kissed my forehead very reverently.

"sorry."

Mr. Wei suddenly looked at me and apologized very seriously.

"I'm a mean person at heart."

"When you are in trouble, it is good to show up to help you; when you are drunk, it is good to ask you if you would like to accept beads with special meaning..."

"It's all because I'm not confident, so I want to take advantage of it."

I startled slightly.

And he said—

"I love you."

"But He Zhi, you don't like me that much."