Borrowing a Kiss

The author has something to say: Cen Nan: Are you surprised or surprised?Liang Muqiu: tui

The rest of the journey was silent.

I don't know if it was because of the strength of the wine, but Liang Muqiu really fell asleep in the second half of the journey, half asleep and half awake, leaving only a little bit of consciousness left.

It wasn't until Cen Nan parked the car in the underground garage and stretched out his hand to pat him for a while that he struggled to open his eyes.

"I'm home," Cen Nan looked at him, "It's time to get out of the car."

Liang Muqiu touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, afraid that he was drooling in sleep just now, and his old lover met on a narrow road, so he still wanted face.

Cen Nan seemed to know what he was thinking, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Then what, thank you for sending me back." Liang Muqiu half-opened the car door, "It's so late now, I won't invite you to come up for a sit-down, see you later."

This is obviously a casual courtesy.

He neither wanted to invite Cen Nan to drink tea, but also thought from the bottom of his heart that he and Cen Nan had nothing to do with each other.

But as soon as he got out of the car, he found that Cen Nan had also come down, with a coat on one hand, tall and straight, and very eye-catching standing in the parking lot.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows in doubt, and asked, "What are you doing down here? Do you want to borrow the toilet from my house? There is a public toilet outside the parking lot, so turn left when you go out."

Cen Nan's mouth twitched.

Whether it was in school or now, he couldn't keep up with Liang Muqiu's overactive brain circuit.

He closed the car door, locked the car, and explained slowly, "I forgot to tell you just now, but I also live here, 8, 11th Floor, Building 1102, Yuhe Garden."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Liang Muqiu's reaction, he walked towards the elevator with his legs open.

Liang Muqiu was dumbfounded.

What the fuck?

Isn't that across from his house.

He watched helplessly as Cen Nan walked up to the elevator, took out his key card and swiped the elevator.

That's right, it is indeed the access card of their community.

"Why don't you come here?" Cen Nan said calmly, "The elevator will arrive soon."

Liang Muqiu was still immersed in the blow, it was almost a mess in the wind, it took him a while to recover, and reluctantly moved towards the elevator entrance.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Cen Nan's cheerful face, feeling that he was exactly like this person in high school, on the surface he was gentle and dignified, but in fact he was full of bad taste.

He could swear on his dog son, this man must have done it on purpose, knowing his address early in the morning, but not telling him.

He was really puzzled, and when he got into the elevator, he couldn't help asking, "How long have you been back to China? There are so many residences and communities in Bencheng, how can you live right across from my house?"

Did you do it on purpose? !

He didn't say this, and held back, not wanting to appear to be affectionate.

Cen Nan looked innocent, "I've been flying back and forth at home and abroad for more than half a year, and I don't have time to look at houses. And I don't have a place to stay in Bincheng, so I entrusted a friend to help me find a house. He chose this place, not me."

This is a high-sounding statement.

But Liang Muqiu didn't believe a word.

But he had no evidence, not to mention that Cen Nan had kindly sent him home just now, so he could only turn his head away from looking at Cen Nan, keeping his mouth shut and not speaking, a swollen face was reflected in the elevator mirror.

Cen Nan didn't bother him either, just looked at him from the corner of his eye.

When the elevator was about to reach the eleventh floor, Cen Nan suddenly said, "Do you remember that there was a power outage in high school, and we were almost trapped in the library elevator."

Liang Muqiu was taken aback.

He subconsciously glanced at Cen Nan, and Cen Nan just happened to look at him.

The four eyes met, it really seemed that two young people looked at each other many years ago, and the ambiguity that was not communicated was melted into the air.

Of course Liang Muqiu remembered.

Because it was the first time he had a subtle affection for Cen Nan.

But he quickly replied, "I don't remember."

The elevator reached the eleventh floor.

There are only two residents on the first floor of this community, door to door, separated by a corridor, in the true sense of looking down and not seeing up.

As soon as Liang Muqiu got out of the elevator, he rushed to his home without looking back. The fingerprint lock on the door of the mobile phone slammed hard, and then quickly flashed in.

Before Cen Nan could say "good night", the door of Liang Muqiu's house was slammed shut, mercilessly announcing the owner's attitude.

Cen Nan was the only one left in the corridor, with a row of warm yellow wall lamps.

Cen Nan stood there for a while, then smiled helplessly.

"The temper is still the same." He said softly, opened the door and went back to his home.

He turned on the light, and the room was really deserted, the furniture was brand new, there was no smoke, like an empty house that no one had visited for a long time.

There are only many photos on the shelf in the living room, vaguely a group photo of two young people together, which is the only breath of life in this room.

Liang Muqiu rushed into the house as fast as he could, took a shower, and changed into pajamas, but he didn't feel sleepy.

He was still very sleepy downstairs just now, and he was startled by Cen Nan, but now he is no longer drowsy.

He picked up the phone and looked at it for a while, and found that Song Wei had sent him a message 10 minutes ago. After thinking about it, he dialed Song Wei's number.

Quick pick up over there.

"Hey, who is it?" Song Wei smiled over there.

"What are you pretending, you didn't see my name?" Liang Muqiu put his face on one hand and smiled, "You didn't sleep in the middle of the night, what the hell did you call just now? Why, someone wants to rule you out. "

"It's not as good as unspoken rules, anyway, it has some practical value," Song Wei sighed, "It's a long story, I was entangled by a little wolf dog, and I look pretty good, but I'm too young, I'm too embarrassed to start, so I just Let me block you."

Liang Muqiu snorted lightly, not surprised.

Song Wei has the same sexual orientation as him.But he has lived in seclusion since he started working, and the chance of getting into trouble has been greatly reduced. Song Wei is different. He is born with a soft face, outgoing personality and easy to talk. He is friendly to everyone, so there are countless rotten peach blossoms.

He has been protecting Song Wei a lot since college, and even lent Cen Nan out to get through the scene.

Song Wei asked him, "Why did you stay up so late? Is the party just over? Is it fun? Is there any handsome guy?"

Liang Muqiu was about to answer no, but stopped.

Can't even say there isn't one.

"There is one." He turned over on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and wanted to have a cigarette again, "You still know this person."

Song Wei became curious, "Who is it?"

Liang Muqiu said quietly, "My ex-husband, Cen Nan."

Song only had time to react.

But when he realized the meaning of the word "ex-husband", he almost dropped his phone on the ground.

Liang Muqiu presciently took the phone away.

"How is it possible..." Song Wei didn't quite believe it, "Didn't he settle abroad? Why did he come back suddenly?"

This question stopped Liang Muqiu.

Good question, he wanted to know too.

"Who knows," Liang Muqiu said, "Maybe he finds the foreign food too unpalatable, or the motherland. Anyway, he said that he will stay in China."

Song Wei was even more surprised.

He and Liang Muqiu have been best friends since the first year of high school, and the university is next door, so when Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan fell in love, he often acted as a light bulb and joined the young couple on their outings.

But he and Cen Nan have never been very close.He always felt that under Cen Nan's handsome and outstanding appearance, there was a kind of indifference that separated everyone, and he didn't care about anyone—except in front of Liang Muqiu.

So now that he is racking his brains, he can only recall the general appearance of Cen Nan, holding an umbrella with Cen Nan, bowing his head to kiss Liang Muqiu.

He shook his head, and shook the picture out of his mind, and finally remembered something again.

"Isn't he still with Ruan Zhuxian?" Song Wei was still angry when he thought of this incident. Before that, he always thought that Cen Nan was too nice to Liang Muqiu, until this incident made his three views crack, "He returned to China Did you break up, or did you come back with Ruan Zhuxian?"

"He's not with Ruan Zhuxian." Liang Muqiu interrupted Song Wei, but he believed that Cen Nan was not lying.

Because Cen Nan disdain.

"Maybe they went abroad together, they were childhood sweethearts, and the parents of both sides seemed to be interested, but for some reason, the message was wrong," Liang Muqiu said, "But whether he gets married or not, it doesn't matter to me, even if there is no one else. He broke up with me. Always the truth."

When he and Cen Nan were still together, he knew that Ruan Zhuxian and Cen Nan were well matched, and the relationship between the two parents was also very good.

If he hadn't come out halfway, with Cen Nan's original unmoved appearance, he might think that the marriage of interests is not bad.

Song Wei hesitated for a while on the other end of the phone, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.At any rate, he was also a half-witness of Liang Muqiu's love, and he also knew how helpless Liang Muqiu was after Cen Nan left.

In the end, he could only ask cautiously, "Then how did you feel when you saw him..."

What does it feel like?

Liang Muqiu pursed his lower lip subconsciously, feeling a little absent-minded.

In the elevator just now, Cen Nan was half a meter away from him, but he seemed to be completely enveloped by Cen Nan's breath, standing restlessly, with nowhere to hide.

It was the same in the bar, there were so many people in the garden, the moment Cen Nan bent down to light the fire for him, he subconsciously remembered the way Cen Nan bowed his head and kissed him under the tree in college.

Obviously so many years have passed.

They parted ways long ago.

But he was still so useless.

"I don't know, don't ask," Liang Muqiu closed his eyes, "Anyway, we don't have much to do with each other, so I don't want to bother with him."

He concealed the fact that Cen Nan lived across from him, because he knew that Song Weiyi would definitely jump up.

"You'd better..." Song Wei also sighed again, "Forget it, I don't bother to talk about it, you know it all in your heart. It's been so many years, you should let it go and go to bed early."

Liang Muqiu paused, "Well, you should go to bed early too."

Liang Muqiu hung up the phone and lay on the bed, maintaining a face-up posture for a long time, motionless.

He originally wanted to relieve the depression in his heart when he talked to Song Wei, but after he finished speaking, he found that not only was he not in a good mood, but his heart was still in pain as if he had been gently chiseled by a small hammer.

Of course he also knew that he and Cen Nan had ended for many years.

But the more aggressive he was in front of Cen Nan, and he didn't take Cen Nan seriously, the more lost and uneasy he felt.

To be more specific, he has been with Cen Nan since high school. They went to the same university, lived together, dated, and planned the future together, just like every ordinary couple would do.

He used to think that he would live like this with Cen Nan forever, that they would love each other and grow old together.

But Cen Nan left halfway, leaving him alone.

He still remembers that he received a call from Cen Nan in the apartment they rented together. During the call, Cen Nan broke up with him straightforwardly.

At that time, Cen Nan had been abroad for a year.

Even if he wanted to separate from him, Cen Nan was decent, and said in a gentle tone that he was going to settle abroad and would not come back in the future, so he didn't want to delay him.

This is so nice to say, and it leaves him enough leeway.

But he didn't want this decency, he cried hysterically like every abandoned person, and asked Cen Nan if he fell in love with someone else.

"I can go to you, Cen Nan, it doesn't matter, I can also apply for foreign schools," he cried sobbingly, "I'll apply now, soon, don't want me..."

But Cen Nan didn't answer.

Cen Nan, who always let him, picked him up and kissed him, was silent amidst his cries, like a Buddha who had closed his mouth.

After a long time, Cen Nan said, "Stop making trouble, we won't get back together if you come. Mu Qiu, follow your pace, live the life you want, and don't waste time on me."

These were the last words Cen Nan left for him.

Let him live the life he wants.

If it were the 28-year-old Liang Muqiu, he would think this was right.

But at the age of 21, he couldn't do it.

A life without Cen Nan was not what he wanted at all.

He didn't give up, even though Cen Nan said to break up, he still studied the process of going abroad and prepared materials, like every desperate young man, to save his lover.

But when he was preparing all this, he heard that Cen Nan did not go abroad alone, his childhood sweetheart Ruan Zhuxian also went out together.

He also heard that Cen Nan and Ruan Zhuxian were engaged.

This broke his heart more than ten thousand words of breaking up.

He can bear that Cen Nan doesn't love him, and he can work hard to win Cen Nan back, but he can't accept Cen Nan's betrayal of him.

Liang Muqiu felt a headache when he thought of these messy things in the past, he wrapped himself in the quilt and rolled into a silkworm chrysalis.

He still remembers that when he first heard the news, he could still pretend to be calm, and when he left the teaching building, the materials and books in his hand were scattered all over the floor.

He squatted on the ground to pick it up for a long time, but because his hands were shaking too much, he couldn't pick it up for a long time.

Pedestrians who passed by that day would not know what happened to this young man who was squatting on the ground crying bitterly, but they should all feel sorry for him.

From that day on, he decided to let Cen Nan go.

Everything was fine at first, and he gradually got used to life without Cen Nan.

But now seven years have passed, Cen Nan actually appeared in front of him again, and said categorically that he and Ruan Zhuxian had never been together.

Liang Muqiu buried his face in the quilt, thinking that this is nothing.

He didn't even dare to write such outrageous scripts.

Goofy dramas are no longer popular.