Slag

Lin Jian was born in midsummer, no one cared about it before, and even he himself didn't care too much after a long time.

It was only in these years that he began to celebrate his birthday, but it happened so coincidentally that he was free in the other three seasons of the year, except in summer.In the second year, I originally agreed to make up another one later, and Fu Fei refunded all the free tickets. Unexpectedly, Lin Jian came out of work at two o'clock in the morning and met Ren Jing who was leaning on the car door waiting for him.

That is to say, from that time on, I will have a good birthday every year.

This year is probably no exception. Lin Jian was sitting on the sofa reading a script when Ren Jing suddenly called.

In fact, it was not sudden, because Lin Jian was not surprised when he saw the caller ID, his expression seemed to be normal, and he thought the call was normal.

He picked it up: "Are you done?"

Lin Jian has never been to Pingcheng in these years. Although all his friends have settled in Pingcheng, they have not lost contact.

Especially Ren Jing, coming here to see him is much more than Fu Fei Baiqin.

There was a time when he was too tired to bear it. Lin Jian sat in the co-pilot of Ren Jing and watched the heavy traffic on the road. He was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, but he couldn't sleep because he was dozing off. He still had a night show to continue.

Ren Jing has been chatting with him all the time, and he came all the way to chat with him for two hours.

At the end of the chat, Lin Jian was about to lose consciousness, so he unconsciously asked the question in his head: "Why are you being so nice to me?"

He was still stuck in self-doubt at that time. In fact, it can be said that he has not completely come out of the inferiority complex. It is just that the inferiority complex was at its peak at that time. As long as he was free, he would think about the little meaning left in his life.

Thinking of the last answer, he is a person who can be abandoned by the whole world.

And this night, in order to stimulate his brain to stay awake, Lin Jian and Ren Jing had a deep chat, so he said this sentence casually.

Ren Jing only said: "Have you heard a word?"

Lin Jian looked at him: "What?"

Ren Jing: "I forgot where I saw it. It probably means that it is not necessarily that the world has abandoned you, but you have abandoned the world in a cool way."

He looked at Lin Jian, and smiled steadily, and Lin Jian unconsciously followed suit.

Tired of laughing, he leaned against the car window and looked out the window, and asked, "Why do you treat me so well?"

Why are you so nice to me?

Obviously they haven't known each other for a long time, and there are only small gatherings every now and then, so they shouldn't be too familiar with each other.

Even though he is so bad, Ren Jing is so good.

What is the picture?

What on earth does he have? It is worth Ren Jing driving over all day, willing to chat dryly with him for two hours, and ending the meeting hastily if he can't eat a meal.

He didn't quite hear what Ren Jing said at that time, because he had fallen asleep for almost an hour when he recovered.

When he suddenly sat up and took off his seat belt, Ren Jing pinched the cigarette between his knuckles, looked at him and said, "It hasn't started yet, I'm watching."

Lin Jian still doesn't know what Ren Jing answered at that time, but he can feel that since that day, Ren Jing no longer has the feeling of calling him "Brother" clearly.

back to the front.

Ren Jing's voice on the phone sounded a little tired, but he still cheered up and said: "I fled back to the country, but the old man still wants to take me back, why don't you let me hide?"

Lin Jian smiled: "Yes, anytime."

But it was a joke after all, neither of them would take it seriously.

"You probably won't recognize me when you see me now." Ren Jing said.

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows: "How do you say?"

"Unkempt, I've never seen myself sloppy in my life." Ren Jing laughed, "I'll tidy myself up these two days, and I'll go find you when it's your birthday."

"There is no birthday arrangement this year." Lin Jian said.

"No arrangement or no arrangement?" Ren Jing asked.

Lin Jian didn't expect him to ask back like this, there are still chat records between him and Ming Jia in WeChat, saying that he doesn't want to work on his birthday, can the magazine shoot be postponed?

Ming Jia scolded and went to discuss with the partner.

Thinking of this, Lin Jian laughed: "In short...no arrangement."

Just as he hung up the phone with Ren Jing, Han Qiushi called him.

Recently, this person is really strange, so I call him when I have free time, and I don't know what to talk about.

As soon as Lin Jian got angry, he asked sullenly: "Even if it's just a colleague recording a program, it should be okay to make a phone call, right?"

Two days a day, three days and five days, Lin Jian didn't care about the routine boring phone calls anymore.

Pick it up and throw it aside, whether you hear it or not.

He basically gave a perfunctory "um" after Han Qiushi said something, but this sound seemed to give Han Qiushi the motivation to continue talking.

Unknowingly, we talked about flowers, and Han Qiushi asked him: "Do you like roses? Although... well, no, I still like it, especially the one you gave me. It's a pity that it withered. Why don't you give me another flower? Shall I transfer money to you?"

The last time I said that, I was scolded by Lin Jian as sick.

But this time Han Qiushi said it again with a strong head.

Lin Jian was very helpless, and only said, "No time."

"Oh, that's fine. Then your birthday..." Han Qiushi finally said what he wanted to say after going around for a long time, sweating nervously, "How do you plan to celebrate your birthday this year?"

It's birthday again.

Sure enough, when the birthday is approaching, everyone will mention it in chatting.

Lin Jian didn't take it seriously, he just thought that he was asking the same routine as everyone else, and then took the opportunity to say "Happy Birthday".

"Just go along," he said.

Han Qiushi was silent for a long time, and then he talked back: "Then do you still like roses? Did you not like roses before, and you didn't want the big bouquet I gave you, and you don't like it now?"

Lin Jian remembered that every expression he made was clear enough, it wasn't that he didn't like roses, he just didn't like everything Han Qiushi gave him.

But this person's ears will be selectively deaf, Lin Jian has no way to explain it.

It is easy to explain and hang up.

A birthday is actually an ordinary day in the five days of 360, but it will be a little different because of the arrival of friends, the temporary change of the family environment, and so on.

Lin Jian felt this difference as soon as he woke up in the morning, he got up late today for the first time, and when he left the bedroom door after washing, he saw Fu Feibai and Ren Lian had already decorated the living room.

Lin Jian felt that there were no secrets at home, and there was nothing to hide, so he generously told them the password, telling them not to wait for him every time they came, and just go in by themselves.

They are so familiar, no one will listen to such words as polite words.

Fu Feibai really treated him as his own home, he lay down on the sofa when he was tired from work, watched Ren Lian busy, and wanted to cool off: "To be honest, I feel that you may have been a little bit lately..."

Ren Lian took a deep breath, put away his stomach, and glared at him: "Shut up."

Lin Jian went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, took a sip, brought it to the sofa, sat down and looked at the two of them: "Why are you here so early?"

Speaking of Ren Lian, she had something to say, she put down the balloon in her hand, and pointed to Fu Feibai: "I have to ask him now, it's the first time for me to drive in the early morning of the hell ticket booked by the people of the underworld."

They chatted for a while, but Ren Jing came late.

Seeing the past, Lin felt that it had nothing to do with what he said was unkempt.

This deliberately dressed up for a few days with excellent results.

The few of them spent half of their time at home, went out to watch a movie at four in the afternoon, and started working when they got home at seven o'clock.

Lin saw that the chef was now the most idle among them, so he could only move a small bench and sit by the door to watch the three of them busy in the kitchen.

Fu Feibai asked while picking the shrimp line: "You haven't explained that variety show to me clearly."

He suddenly snatched the kitchen knife from Ren Jing's hand, and gestured to Lin Jian.

Ren Jing said "Hey", and quickly snatched it back: "If you have something to say, talk about it."

Lin Jian groaned, and explained: "It's really nothing! It was just an accident. They gave me a lot of money, and I will be compensated for the liquidated damages."

In order to prevent the hot pot from being overwhelmed by the cake, it was unanimously decided to leave the ceremony first.After eating and drinking enough, Ren Lian and Fu Feibai fell into the old habit of going to a KTV to drink and sing.

How can Lin Jian and Ren Jing speak for themselves?Only for accompanying.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Lin Jian caught the sound of the phone amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves. He covered his ear on the other side, and walked outside after connecting.

"Hello?" He didn't know whose call it was.

There was no sound from the other side for a long time, so long that Lin Jian thought it was a wrong call, and was about to hang up and go back to the private room.

However, he failed to hang up. Just a second ago, Lin Jian finally heard the voice of the person on the other side of the phone.

That voice was too familiar, as if it was engraved in his bones, even if he was drunk now, he could still distinguish it with three words.

"Where are you."

It was Han Qiushi.

Lin Jian's mind was soaked in alcohol, he couldn't control what he could say.

"KTV, what's the matter?"

Han Qiushi's voice sounded too deep, a little scary: "Why aren't you at home?"

Lin Jian admitted that he was momentarily bewitched by the voice, and almost started to explain.

But another emotion prevailed, and he was only heard to say, "What's the matter with you?"

There was silence again.

At this moment, the silence mixed with the extremely noisy background sound of KTV seemed strange and long. Lin Jian almost thought that Han Qiushi was finally going to reveal his true colors, and lost his temper just like four years ago.

He didn't know why he didn't hang up the phone, so he waited for a long time, and finally——

"Happy birthday."

Lin Jian replied dully: "Thank you."

Another pause.

"I want to see you, can you come back earlier, I'll wait for you."

The appearance of this sentence is as unreal as a dream. I don’t know if the alcohol only played a big role at this moment. Lin Jian heard a faint cry in a trance, which was hidden very subtly, but he still caught it.

So that sound was infinitely revisited and expanded in my mind.

Did Han Qiushi cry?

Just because I didn't see him?

Lin Jian felt that he really drank too much.

But at the moment at the door of his house, Han Qiushi waited for several hours without seeing anyone, and finally couldn't wait at twelve o'clock.

This phone call ended in the same way, no response was received, not even a promise to call back sooner.

He brought gifts, flowers and cakes, forced back the water in his reddened eyes, and slowly sat on the ground with his back against the door of Lin Jian's house.

I took apart the cake and sat at the door and ate half of it.

The assistant was right, the cream in this store is not unpalatable, not greasy, but bitter.

He took one out of the bunch of flowers, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully——

So are flowers.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-04-1818:25:02~2021-04-2001:14:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yanluo Fanjing, HWPB1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Keguyou. 6 bottles; -77-5 bottles; a small bowl, axilyvixx 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!