Dressed as a villain's brother

He Jin originally thought that he would feel relieved because of this promise.

But in fact, no.

He considers himself not a very dull person, so he naturally noticed some changes in Fu Rongjie after he came back.

A rare and relaxing Monday.

The wind from the ground blows the dust and sand, and the clouds are piled up, swaying with the wind.

The sky is sunny and cloudy.

After get off work, Fu Rongjie went to the club for training as usual, and told He Jin about Ahao's situation before leaving.

The calf was broken and I had to recuperate for two months.

He Jin went to the swimming pool alone for a long time and went back to sleep feeling exhausted.

He had a little insomnia, had to.

He slept alone in the second bedroom for the first time last night.

The two tacitly know each other's concerns and compromises.

I don't know the taste of dinner, and the short intimacy is also distracting.

He Jin had no choice but to push him into the room to let the junior rest early.

But today, he originally made an appointment with Liang Hong to have a drink at the newly opened bar.

But he is not in the right mood now, and it is not suitable for him to confide, and even if he confides, he does not want to get any advice from others.

This may be something more complicated than a purely emotional issue.

The curtains were lifted by the wind and then fell down lightly, and the pale light and shadow were constantly changing at the corner of the bed.

He Jin was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes, only to realize that he had only slept for half an hour.

Outside the window, the crescent moon rises.

He Jin looked at the name on the phone's caller ID and was a little surprised.

He hesitated for two seconds before connecting.

"Lan Cong?"

"Well, He Jin." Lan Cong called him seriously, "I have something to ask you."

He Jin replied that he was all ears.

"Is there something wrong with my brother recently?" Lan Cong asked.

He Jin reacted, knowing that the brother he was referring to was Fu Rongjie, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't he take part in the competition all of a sudden?" Lan Cong's tone was full of confusion, "You know he plays mountain bikes, right? I told him some time ago that there would be a mountain bike open competition around the National Day in East China, and I asked him if he would participate. He also said that he would give it a try. Registration started today, and I asked him, but he said he didn’t plan to go.”

"The point is, he said that the possibility of participating in such competitions in the future is very small, and he wants to focus more on work."

Lan Cong finished the retelling incessantly, interrupted for a few seconds, as if thinking.

After that, he clicked his tongue and continued: "I haven't been with my brother recently. I don't know what happened to him, and it's hard to ask, so I'm here to ask you. Obviously, no matter how busy he was, he would participate if he could. "

"... Nothing happened to him." He Jin subconsciously bit his cheek, the slight pain stimulated his nerves.

He stared intently at the only place in the room where the moonlight was shining, "I said that I hope he will participate as little as possible."

He said the reason in a calm voice, "After all, there is a certain danger."

"?? No, what did you say?" Lan Cong suddenly raised her voice.

He seemed completely unbelievable, "You asked him to participate less? I was going to ask you to persuade him to experience more while he was young and not regret it when he was old. In the end, you told him not to participate?!"

"Yes." He Jin replied lightly, but her fingers unconsciously sank into the bedding.

"I don't understand, I don't understand. He has persisted for so long and has achieved results. Shouldn't you support him? You are his boyfriend now, his closest person. When the competition is about to start, you tell him that you don't support him. Isn't this pouring cold water on people's heads??" Lan Cong was a little baffled, and his anger rose little by little.

"I just hope he doesn't get hurt." He Jin's jaw gradually tightened, trying to keep as calm as possible.

"What's wrong with being young and energetic in his early twenties? Who hasn't fallen while walking? Which professional rider have you seen died on the training ground or on the track? Just because you are worried about him, you deny his preference??" Like a cannonball, Lan Cong spoke faster and faster, as if she was on the verge of an explosion.

He Jin took a deep breath, "I didn't deny it, I will continue to communicate with him..."

He also hopes to find a balance.

But his words were interrupted by Lan Cong.

"What are you talking about for him? It's obviously for yourself. If you care about him, it's fine if he's happy. Isn't it because you don't want to worry about him?" Lan Cong sneered almost mockingly, "It's not because you think you are It is extremely important to him, and it can even make him give up his hobbies, right?"

He Jin frowned tightly and was momentarily stunned.

"Or, are you also the kind of person who forces him to do or forbid to do it under the banner of his own good?" Lan Cong rubbed her hair indiscriminately, emotionally confused, she didn't know what she was talking about at all.

"His family is full of such people, and I'm bothered for him!"

He Jin pressed the brows that were getting more and more wrinkled, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

If someone else had talked to him like this, he would have turned back long ago.

But he knows that Lan Cong can be childish and emotional sometimes, so he doesn't necessarily have any serious malice towards him.

Arguing with Lan Cong would be of no use at all, it would only bring about an irreparable broken relationship.

Fortunately, this was on the phone. If there was a face-to-face conflict, it would not end well.

"Don't go crazy with me. I didn't know he was planning to sign up for the next event, so I'll make it clear to him." He Jin slowly smoothed his brows, trying to keep his mind clear, "You have a good relationship with him, He will definitely listen to your words, there is no need to study my importance."

He heard Lan Cong adjusting his breathing, and seemed to be trying to calm down.

Before he hung up, He Jin remembered something and said again: "I told you to go to the hospital for a physical examination, have you gone?"

Lan Cong: "I'm fine."

"Go there." He Jin suppressed the idea of ​​punching this stubborn child like He Yu, "Remember to go."

Lan Cong hung up his phone in seconds.

He Jin took a breath, bent his legs, and closed his eyes wearily.

Lan Cong scolded fiercely, but there were loopholes in the logic of every sentence, so he didn't hurt him too much, so he didn't take it seriously.

He naturally hoped that his apprentice would be happy.

He was indeed regretting what he said yesterday.

But it is undeniable that he didn't handle this matter well, maybe Fu Rongjie had to bear some things by himself.

And he doesn't have to take any responsibility, and if he comforts himself properly, he doesn't even need to feel guilty.

He Jin thought for a long time in the moonlight rising into the night sky, and gradually fell asleep.

Coolness invaded from the cracks in the window.

He Jin vaguely sensed that someone had entered the room, and the warm breath from the movement just now embraced him in his arms.

But when he opened his eyes in the morning, he was still alone.

If it weren't for the indelible traces of existence, he would suspect that last night was just an illusion.

He Jin sat up, thinking almost uncontrollably.

Fu Rongjie's situation seems to be even more wrong than he imagined.

Obviously, all kinds of signs point out that mountain biking is definitely not something that you can give up at will, as he said.

Now He Jin couldn't help but wonder if Fu Rongjie felt that he was meddling in his own business, and even regretted being with him.

He could have fallen in love with someone who supported his preferences.

He is really not a person who likes to think too much, just because of negative emotions for a while, he has a headache.

He Jin tilted his head, held his head in one hand, closed his eyes and meditated, reorganizing his emotions.

He seems to be going backwards.

Maybe it's a relationship, maybe it's part of growing up, but it shouldn't be.

"He Jin."

The door opened slowly.

"what happened to you?"

The sound gradually approached.

He Jin opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Didn't sleep well?" Fu Rongjie lowered his body and smoothed his raised lock of hair, "The eyes are a little red."

"I've finished cooking the noodles." He said, "But it's still early, how about you go to sleep?"

He Jin rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold him, leaned forward and kissed his lips, and watched his reaction.

Fu Rongjie paused, "Good morning kiss?"

"I thought about it."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't restrict you." He Jin emphasized each word, "You can go to the competition."

Fu Rongjie paused for a long time before squatting down and looking him at the same level, "I know you are worried about me."

He lowered his head, as if he was sorting out his emotions, and then raised his jaw with a smile on his face, "Don't think about it anymore, we have a lot of other things to do."

At that moment, He Jin inexplicably felt that he was trying to hold on.

Ineffective communication kept him out of his mind for the next two days.

He sees himself as a contradiction.

In other words, everyone is a contradictory body, and he is not immune.

On the one hand, he hoped that Fu Rongjie could continue his hobbies, on the other hand, he was happy that Fu Rongjie valued his emotions.

I don't know if it was because he was too obvious, but he attracted a person in the vacant tea room in the afternoon.

When Cheng Ci'an sat down across the wooden table, He Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him.

He intuitively felt that Cheng Ci'an was coming for him.

"Is there any conflict between the two of you recently?" Cheng Ci'an straightened the corner of his clothes and said calmly.

"How do you say it?" He Jin asked instead, refusing to blame him.

"I've seen him a little bit annoyed these days." Cheng Ci'an fiddled with his fingers, "His mood is so different from last week and this week, no matter how he hides, there will be traces."

"This has nothing to do with you." He Jin didn't know him well, so he directly refused to continue the chat.

Cheng Ci'an took a deep breath, looked at him, and sat up a little bit, "If I didn't know Fu Rongjie well, I wouldn't care about it."

He Jin laughed at him, "What do you want to say?"

"I see that you are also quite worried." Cheng Ci'an stood up, took a cup of warm water from a teacup, "To be honest, as a bystander, I have always felt that there is a clear sense of boundary between you two."

"Oh?" He Jin leaned forward to listen, with evenly long finger bones resting on his chin, "Tell me carefully."

"Do you really want to listen?" Cheng Ci'an sat back, "I'm not trying to sow discord, I really want to offer some suggestions of my own."

"Well, tell me." He Jin tapped the table with his index finger, "I just want to hear some advice."

"That's good." Cheng Ci'an took a sip of tea slowly, "The sense of boundary I'm talking about is that you don't even know what the real Fu Rongjie is like."

"Do you feel that way now? He's actually hiding a lot," he added.

He Jin had the illusion of being hit for a short time, he opened his mouth, "Yes, you continue."

"Did he check his cell phone for you?" Cheng Ci'an asked.

"I never asked for it, and it's not necessary." He Jin said, resisting the sleepiness in the afternoon.

"I also saw his photo album by chance, when I was in college." Cheng Ci'an stared at him with a very serious expression, but soon laughed again, as if wanting to liven up the atmosphere, "Don't be too nervous, everyone has past."

He Jin spoke slowly, "You mean..."

Cheng Ci'an stared down at the teacup, "He has a crush who has been in love for several years."

He Jin looked at him instantly.

"It's not surprising." Cheng Ci'an shrugged.

He touched the teacup handle, "But I don't know why he was with you all of a sudden, is it so easy to let go?"

"His mountain bike hobby." Cheng Ci'an continued, "His mother objected, but he still persisted until now. It can be seen that he is not a person who will give up halfway."

He Jin paused for a while, "Yes, indeed."

"I'm actually more worried about you, although logically speaking, I should be on Fu Rongjie's side." Cheng Ci'an looked at him with some pity, "I'm afraid he's just playing with you."

"Really?" He Jin suddenly felt that his eyes were a little tired, and he lowered his eyes for a while.

"Actually, there is a very simple and quick way to prove it." Cheng Ci'an leaned closer and whispered, "You tell him to break up and see if he agrees or not. If you just agree to take advantage of the conflict, it means that he really has no intentions ;If he doesn't agree, you can also take this opportunity to make it clear that if you still want to be together, you can continue to be together."

"It makes sense." He Jin glanced at him and said.

"Yeah." Cheng Ci'an took another sip of tea to moisten his throat, "You two have just been together, before you fall into it...Of course I'm just offering a suggestion."

He Jin sighed, "But, how do you know I'm not playing around?"

"Don't believe me, I..." Cheng Ci'an frowned.

He Jin interrupted him, "Maybe I also have a first love that I will never forget? Maybe even talking about several at the same time?"

Cheng Ci'an suddenly stopped, "...what?"

He suddenly couldn't tell whether what He Jin said was true or not.

He Jin stood up, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a relaxed posture, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs."

"and also."

"Next time, don't talk nonsense with the senior."