I just want to be a vegetable

Feng Zhe was very surprised that Longing agreed to his invitation so quickly.Ever since she had Yangyang, Xiangxiang mostly used the excuse of staying at home with her children and seldom went out to play.

Feng Zhe often jokes that he is like a family husband, or a "fake husband". After all, their real husband is Cheng Zhiyuan.

This bar is the old place where the two of them "dated". Know that there is a hotel hidden in it.

That hotel was discovered by Feng Zhe first, and after a few visits, he recommended it to Yearning, because they frequented it frequently and became acquainted with the hotel owner, and later they learned that the owner was also a fellow.

The opportunity to discover was that the boss saw that they often came together and thought they were a couple. When chatting with them, he intentionally or unintentionally tried a few more words. They directly confessed their sexuality, and the boss became friends with them in this way.

But later Cheng Zhiyuan also accompanied Xiang, at that time the boss thought that Cheng Zhiyuan broke up with Feng Zhe and found a new boyfriend, so he didn't dare to mention Feng Zhe in front of them.

When Feng Zhe came alone, the boss stopped talking for a long time, and asked about the breakup, Feng Zhe laughed so hard that he spit out the wine.

This time, Yearning came earlier than Feng Zhe, so he asked for a glass of whiskey and ordered a cocktail for Feng Zhe.

The bar owner, Alan, saw Xiangxiang and came over to say hello to him: "You alone? Where's Xiaozhe?" Then he sat next to Xiangxiang.

"He'll come later." Xiang Xiang didn't have much interest in chatting.

Alan also saw that Yearning was not in high spirits, so he didn't force him to chat, and just sat aside quietly.

The bartender put two glasses of wine in front of Xiangqian, and Xiangqian picked up his own glass and took a sip. Alan casually picked up Feng Zhe's cup and took a sip as well.

Yearning looked at him suspiciously: "Order for Feng Zhe."

Alan took another sip and snapped his fingers at the bartender: "Grapefruit juice without ice."

Turning his head and seeing Xiang Xiang's puzzled eyes, Alan added: "Xiao Zhe has gotten angry recently, so it's better not to drink."

Xiang Xiang nodded, thinking, when did Alan play so well with Feng Zhe, he even knew such a private matter as Feng Zhe getting angry.

When Feng Zhe came in, he was surprised to see the yearning who arrived first, Alan nodded towards Feng Zhe, got up and went about his own business, not disturbing their private chat.

Feng Zhe picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. After drinking it, he realized that it was fruit juice. He glanced at Yearning: "Oh my God, can I be touched? You actually thought that I was angry and specially ordered juice for me! I love you so much! "As he spoke, he feinted.

Block him with a palm of yearning and disgust: "Don't be sentimental, the first day you know me? When did I have such a careful attribute?"

Feng Zhe clicked his tongue, feeling that what Xiang Xiang said made sense.Yearning said again: "Alan ordered for you. I said when did the two of you get married behind my back? Are you so sure that you are so angry?"

Feng Zhe sat down silently, staring at the juice in the glass, without looking forward to it.Yearning turned to look at him, only to see Feng Zhe's eyelashes trembling slightly under the blurred light, and the lines of his side face exuded a sense of seductive charm.Such a man should be loved by everyone, and I can't help feeling yearning.

Feng Zhe also turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Xiang avoided his eyes for a while, took another sip of wine and said, "Cheng Zhiyuan has been looking for you recently?"

Feng Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Well, one of your clients has a family dispute, and Cheng Zhiyuan introduced me."

Xiangxiang's hand holding the wine glass tightened, Feng Zhe looked at his hand and said, "Xiaoxiangzi, treat Cheng Zhiyuan better in the future."

Yearning turned her head and looked at him straightly after being confused by his words: "What do you mean?"

Feng Zhe also looked straight into his eyes: "Just don't make him too tired, and do what you can for him."

"Is this what he told you?" Yearning couldn't control his emotions.

Feng Zhe patted him on the shoulder with his hand: "No, I wanted to tell you myself."

After a pause, Feng Zhe continued: "Isn't your company having a lot of projects recently? You must be very busy. He still has to wait on you and Yangyang when he gets home. When he's at work, he's not willing to leave the heavy work to you. ..."

"When will you find a boyfriend?"

Yearning suddenly interjected, Feng Zhegen was at the moment, and then sighed after a while: "Actually, Alan has been chasing me recently."

"Ah?" It was a little bit unprepared to let the longing turn, he thought for a while before he understood the meaning of Alan's words and deeds just now.

"You... agreed?"

"No, just tell him to let me think about it for a while."

"why?"

Feng Zhe took a sip of the juice: "I don't feel it."

"Alan, in fact, he is not bad. He looks down-to-earth and good-looking. How about you try dating him?" Xiang Xiang said while feeling like a salesman.

"I know." Feng Zhe glanced at Alan who was busy chatting with regular customers not far away, "It's just that I haven't figured it out yet, and I always feel that something is missing. It may sound a little hypocritical, but I still don't want to let it go. I don’t want to just agree to it just because I’m lonely. It’s irresponsible to me and Alan.”

"Then what are you looking for?" Yearning's voice weakened, "What do you think of Cheng Zhiyuan?"

"Old Cheng is very good. He loves you so much and pampers you. You say that you are the only one with a bad temper, except him, oh, no, and me. Besides the two of us, who else can stand you?"

I don't know if it's because of the wine, Xiang Xiang's nose felt a little sore, he clinked glasses with Feng Zhe, drank the rest of the wine in the glass, and called for another glass.

"Actually, he has been in contact with my mobile phone every day recently. He will send a WeChat message in the morning, noon and evening, saying hello or something. I am too embarrassed not to reply, so I just chat with him. I... "

"Who?" Xiang Xiang looked at him in a daze.

"Ah?" Feng Zhe was taken aback by him, and after thinking about it, he finally realized, "Alan, who else?"

"Oh." Only then was Xiang Xiang brought back, "Didn't you say that you will fall in love with each other for a long time? You just stay with him like this, and observe for a while to see if it fits. If it doesn't work, talk to him directly."

"But, I don't think it's good to hang people like this. Since I don't mean it, don't delay them..."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it? At least try it first. You see, I didn't like Cheng Zhiyuan before, but didn't I become it later?"

"It sounds reasonable, but I'm speechless."

Afterwards, their topic has always revolved around Alan. Feng Zhe drank a lot of wine unknowingly, and became a little sleepy. He lay lazily on the table, facing Feng Zhe, squinting his eyes and chatting leisurely with him. staring at the sky.

"Xiaoxiangzi, you and Lao Cheng should live well and live well. If it's really not possible, I'll accompany you to live with you in the future..."

Yearning wanted to suspect that what Feng Zhe drank was not fruit juice but wine, and what he said was inexplicable, making him ashamed to say that he was drunk even if he was slightly drunk.

Yearning burst out laughing: "You have been with me? Why?"

"How do you want to accompany him?" Feng Zhe also followed him and became serious, and raised Xiang's chin with his hand, "Xiang Niu?"

Alan walked behind the two of them at some point, pulled over the chair beside them, and forced himself to sit between them.

Embarrassed, Feng Zhe withdrew his longing hand from "molesting", and raised his glass to Alan: "Thank you for the juice."

Alan looked at him with a dazzling smile: "Is the anger better?"

"Well, it's getting better soon. I've stayed up too late lately, so it will be better after a while."

"Take care of yourself, don't get too tired, and keep fit when you're not busy. I know a fitness trainer, he's pretty good. I always work out with him. I'll introduce you to him another day."

Xiang Xiang, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly laughed out loud. Feng Zhe and Alan looked at him together, and Xiang Xiang said to Alan: "Don't introduce any fitness trainer to him. He is afraid of sweating. At most, he can dance by himself at home." Aerobics, I can't wait to take a bath before jumping halfway through the dance. It's so delicate—"

Feng Zhe kicked him: "You talk too much!"

Alan watched their interaction with a smile: "Then you must have some secret to keep fit."

"What's the secret? It's just that you can't get fat by eating, otherwise, if you eat like him and still not move, you'll be fat already!" Xiang Xiang replied hurriedly.

Feng Zhe glared at him: "I can't eat enough... It's just that I don't like sports as much as you do."

"It's okay, I'll take you to exercise for a few days, and make sure you fall in love with sports."

Xiang Xiang suppressed a smile and wanted to say something, but was stared back by Feng Zhe again.

Later, Yearning was really drunk, listening to the voices of Alan and Feng Zhe chattering in his ears, the drowsiness gradually intensified.

Later, Xiangxiang only vaguely felt that Alan and Feng Zhe helped him into the car. Alan seemed to want to follow the car, but was stopped by Feng Zhe.

Feng Zhe sent Xiangxiang back home, Cheng Zhiyuan opened the door and came out to see Xiangxiang lying unconscious on Feng Zhe's body, he reached out to take Xiangxiang: "Why did you drink him like this?"

"I was chatting high, so I forgot to stop, next time I won't dare..." Feng Zhe admitted his mistake to Cheng Zhiyuan, the parent, like a child who has done something wrong.

"Thanks. You didn't drink too much, did you?"

"I didn't drink it. If I did, I wouldn't be able to drive him back. Then I'll go first."

"Well, drive carefully."

"Be careful..." Yearning followed Cheng Zhiyuan and said vaguely.

Feng Zhe patted his shoulder with a smile: "Have a good sleep."

After sleeping until midnight, Xiangqian sobered up. He got up and went to the toilet to put some water, poured himself another cup of boiled water, took a pack of cigarettes from the tea table, and went to the balcony to blow some air.

The night wind was a bit cold, and he couldn't help shivering, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The mist swirled around his eyes, fascinating his eyes.

Feng Zhe, this friend who always thinks of him, how could he do something to hurt him?

He was also confused before, and after thinking about it, he came to such an absurd conclusion.

However, even Feng Zhe is deliberately hiding something from him, is it because he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it after knowing the truth?

"Why are you up? Don't stand there, you should catch a cold in a while, come in and sleep."

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't know when he stood behind him, Xiangxiang was startled, and put out the cigarette: "Well."