rumor

And the only wine in the house in a wooden box was the bottle Jiang Ruo brought.

Probably also aware of the coincidence, Xi Yufeng looked at the waiter, and the waiter immediately said: "Miss Meng requested it, I'm just a servant."

Pausing for a moment, Xi Yufeng reached out to get the bottle of wine, but Jiang Ruo took a step ahead and pressed his palm on the top of the wooden box.

"I gave it to you." Jiang Ruo said.

His expression was so light that people couldn't discern his emotions, but his hands were pressed tightly, a gesture like an animal protecting its food.

The wrinkles between Xi and Feng's eyebrows deepened: "It's just a bottle of wine."

"Yeah, it's just a bottle of wine." Jiang Ruo turned to look at him, "But I gave it to you."

The air was stagnant for a moment, and the box was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Disobeying the patron's order in front of so many people, Jiang Ruo knew that his behavior at the moment could be called ignorant, but he couldn't care less.

Poverty ran through the first half of his life, and it was the most precious thing he could squeeze out of himself and exhaust his courage.

But Xi Yufeng only thinks that he is ignorant.

"Since it was given to me, I should have the right to dispose of it."

Xi Yufeng's voice was low, implying sullenness, and with a force in his hand, he pulled the wooden box containing the wine out of Jiang Ruo's hand.

Then handed it to the waiter, and when he turned around, his expression had returned to calm.

As a result, the comforting words fell into Jiang Ruo's ears, leaving only the coldness like snow.

"Just buy it again." Xi Yufeng said.

Jiang Ruo didn't know how he came to the outside of the box, and how he leaned his back against the wall, and slowly slid down until he crouched down.

He guessed that he must be extremely embarrassed now.

But what is he, who would care about his reluctance and understand his unhappiness?

Jiang Ruo took a deep breath and told himself to be patient and persevere for a while, and it would pass. The woman named Meng Lan might not be able to find that line of writing, after all, it is so inconspicuous.

It's the same as what I want to give Xi Yufeng, so worthless.

After taking a few deep breaths, he just stood up when the door of the next room suddenly opened, and a beautifully dressed woman walked out from inside.

The moment they met each other, both of them were taken aback, and then Jiang Ruo turned his head to leave, but was stopped by a woman.

"Jiang Ruo?" Meng Lan crossed her arms and took two steps forward, "Xi Yufeng asked you to come?"

At this time, I should have thought about how to deal with it, but Jiang Ruo thought inappropriately in his heart-so I am not the only one who called him "Xi Yufeng".

After a while, Jiang Ruo turned around and smiled at Meng Lan: "Yes, what else?"

If Xi Yufeng was not there, how could he appear here?

Seemingly interpreting his attitude as provocation, Meng Lan's face was a bit serious, and then she laughed again: "That's right, depending on you, it's impossible to come and go freely in this kind of occasion."

Jiang Ruo said "um" noncommittally, guessing that the other party had nothing to say, turned around and left again.

"After hearing the rumors outside, I thought you held some weight in his heart." Meng Lan said, "It seems that it is nothing more than that."

After all, after the wine changed hands, it was not considered a serious gift, at most, it was considered a prestige. Xi Yufeng said that the birthday gift would be given another day.

Jiang Ruo turned her back to Meng Lan and said nothing.

"Thank you for the wine, it tastes very good."

As Meng Lan said, watching the figure disappear behind a door, she didn't see the loss of soul or collapse and madness that she imagined, she curled her lips with some regret.

Turning around and walking to the railing, she leaned her hands on it and looked down. The music was loud and the lights were dazzling, but Meng Lan's eyes dimmed.

Suddenly sneering, she muttered as if talking to herself: "It's so boring."

Jiang Ruo, who returned to the box, received a glass of wine specially prepared for him.

Xi Yufeng was discussing business with the people around him, so he took the time to say to him: "It was agreed last time, I will make you the wine that suits you."

Really keep the promise.

Jiang Ruo stared at the glass of light blue cocktail for a long time, reached out to pick it up, and drank it down with his head raised.

Someone next to him applauded and whistled: "Star Jiang is a good drinker."

Jiang Ruo's face was covered with a very light red, as if he was drunk just after drinking wine.

When you get drunk, you can forget everything.

So Jiang Ruo raised his empty wine glass and pointed towards the bar: "One more glass."

Fortunately, the wine wasn't too strong. Jiang Ruo could still talk to people logically after drinking a few cups, and his steps didn't look vain when he stood up.

When the time came to midnight on December 25th, a few pieces of Meng Lan's birthday cake were delivered from the next door. Everyone in the room was full, so they used the cake as a prop, picked out a finger of cream and spread it on the faces of the people around them.

Among the laughter, only Jiang Ruo was out of place.He walked to the table, bent down and picked up a sliced ​​cake, but stuffed it into his mouth.

Facing the surprised eyes cast on him, Jiang Ruo smiled while chewing on the cake: "The cake is for eating, but you rich people use it to wipe your face, what a pity."

Later, everyone was sitting in front of the sofa playing cards and chatting. A young man talked about the embarrassing incident that happened a while ago. He said that he had brought a wad of cash with him for tips that day. Fifty red notes were washed away with a splash of water.

Everyone was laughing, saying it was a funny joke, but Jiang Ruo said to the person who told the joke seriously, "You can call me next time, and I'll pick it up for you."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to add WeChat with that person.

The phone was taken away by Xi Yufeng Hengkong, Jiang Ruo didn't feel anything wrong, so he just gave up the phone, stood up, walked to the small stage in the middle of the box, and said to the vertical microphone: "Everyone here may have heard But, I used to dance."

"I don't know how to tell jokes. Today is such a beautiful day, let's dance for everyone."

Amidst the uproar all around, Jiang Ruo's mind was buzzing, as if he had found a way to go all out.

Anyway, it's the last time, anyway, it's already like this.

It couldn't be worse.

Being dragged by the wrist by Xi Yufeng to the bathroom, the loud sound of the door slamming shut shook Jiang Ruo, who was immersed in drunkenness and dreams, trembling all over.

With his back against the door panel, Xi Yufeng held his chin, forcing him to look up: "What are you going crazy about?"

Jiang Ruo's eyes were blurred, and it took him a long time to find the focus, and he looked at Xi Yufeng without blinking.

"It's not crazy," he said. "Just relax and have a good time, okay?"

As he spoke, the smell of alcohol came to his face.After confirming this, Xi Yufeng frowned, but his tone calmed down: "You drank too much."

"Yes." Jiang Ruo lowered his eyes and repeated in a low voice, "I drank too much."

Xi Yufeng let go, and pulled his arm again: "Let's go, let's go back."

Jiang Ruo refused to leave, shook his head and said, "I won't leave, today is the holiday, and I still want to play here."

He held the doorknob with his hand to borrow strength, but failed to pull the person several times, Xi Yufeng couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Jiang Ruo!"

Jiang Ruo was stunned by this sound, and then let go of his hand.

Xi and Feng dragged and tugged the person off the door panel to make room for the door to open.

When he turned around, it was his turn to freeze in place.

Because he saw a pair of red eyes and the water in the eye sockets.

It is very thin, and under the illumination of the overhead light, it glows with subtle light, but it makes Xi Yufeng feel dazzling.

This time Jiang Ruo didn't hide, and stared straight at him through the thin air.

Then he bent his lips and smiled, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the first time you called my name."

"Shout a few more times... okay?"

Today, Lao Liu asked for leave, and Xi Yufeng drove out a Mercedes-Benz Big G.

Halfway through the walk, neither of them spoke.

As if extremely tired, Jiang Ruowai squinted on the passenger seat for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he was dazed for a moment, as if he couldn't figure out where he was. He turned his head and found the seat and the wind, then raised his lips and smiled and asked: "Go back now?"

Xi Yufeng turned his gaze to look at him, saw that the redness in his eyes had disappeared, and gave a low "hmm".

After a while, Jiang Ruo asked, "Just now, did I embarrass you?"

Xi Yufeng put his hands on the steering wheel and didn't speak.

Jiang Ruo bent him to acquiesce: "There is no way, we are used to the lack of people who are afraid of being poor, and when you hear what you rich people say, you feel that you are alluding to yourself, and you feel heartbroken."

These words are somewhat familiar, and Jiang Ruo remembered that a long time ago, he had told Xi Yufeng some poor people's habits, such as eating all the delicious food at once, lest there would be no chance in the future.

It didn't seem so long ago, they had only known each other for a few days.

But Jiang Ruo couldn't remember exactly when he said it.

Alcohol is really wrong.

He told Xi Yufeng what he remembered: "Have you heard the rumors about the two of us outside?"

Xi Yufeng remained silent, and Jiang Ruo continued: "Some say that you dote on me, and you give me what you want. Some say that you have a bad relationship with me, and that I always embarrass you in person... Maybe it's the same as before. As in Jinyuan, you said you have tolerated me for a long time."

"It also said that you were going to get married, and it was arranged by the family...but you refused, for me."

Jiang Ruo's voice was very soft, and his tone was so flat that it felt like he was speaking eloquently, but Xi Yufeng's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and Jiang Ruo heard Xi Yufeng ask: "Who told you?"

"Do I need someone to tell me so I can know?" Jiang Ruo also had a shallow smile on his face, "It just so happens that I have something to tell you."

Xi Yufeng was silent passively, listening to Jiang Ruo saying that he would participate in the recording of a variety show as Chen Muxin's friend in the circle.

When asked the reason, Jiang Ruo said, "Why don't you go for a business that is sure to make a profit without losing money?"

"If I remember correctly, the company has arranged a lot of resources for you."

"How can there be too many resources? And if it is taken from you, I will trouble you to invest..."

"So you find it troublesome?" Xi Yufeng asked coldly, "Or is it harder to beg me than to beg him?"

The word "begging" made Jiang Ruo speechless.

His throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it, and his chest was so full that it felt stuffy and painful.

At the same time, an alarm bell rang in his mind, reminding him deafeningly that after all, Xi Yufeng looked down on people like ants struggling to survive in the world.

They seem to have returned to the place where they met for the first time, Jiang Ruo looked up from downstairs, and Xi Yufeng looked down from upstairs.

There has never been an equality between them.

Driving to the main road in the city center, there are many people traveling on holidays, and the navigation shows that at least three traffic lights ahead are congested.

The window next to the driver's seat was lowered, and Seat and Feng took out a cigarette and held it to his lips. He lit the fire, took only one puff, then held the cigarette between his fingers, put his elbow on the window frame, and looked at the The traffic flowed, and flicked the cigarette ash impatiently.

This was the first time Jiang Ruo saw Xi Yufeng smoking in the car, so he stared at it for a while.

Then he involuntarily leaned over to grab the cigarette in his hand.

While waiting for the red light, the two played a "game" where you snatch and hide.

In the end, although they didn't grab it, the stalemate eased a little.Xi Yufeng put out the cigarette in the ashtray of the car, frowned, looking unhappy and helpless, and asked Jiang Ruo: "Have you had enough trouble?"

"not yet."

"What do you want again?"

Jiang Ruo smiled brightly: "I want the last rumor to become true...is that okay?"

Until they returned to the empty flat floor, Xi Yufeng didn't answer Jiang Ruo whether it was okay or not.

So the last little bit of courage also followed the extinguished sparks, blended into the dark night, and sank into the endless seabed.

Even so, Jiang Ruo still did not forget his duty, which is to provide the greatest emotional value to the benefactor.

He took advantage of the mat and wind to take a bath, stripped off his clothes, and walked into the shower room naked.

The noisy sound of running water is mixed with unbearable panting, and sometimes human voices can be heard, and it is Xi and Feng who are asking if this is considered seduction.

Jiang Ruo said intermittently, it doesn't count, if the wisher takes the bait, it doesn't count.

Xi Yufeng pinched his chin to make him turn around, looked from top to bottom, from eyes to toes, stared at him nakedly, even the kiss on his shoulder was full of careless viciousness, silently proclaiming his love for him. Absolute control of the whole person.

After being released again, she showed a moment of tenderness, hugged Jiang Ruo's waist, and let him embed himself in her arms, her lips lingering in her ears, and asked in a voice that would seduce people's hearts, "Is this not good?"

Yeah, isn't that bad?

Jiang Ruo also asked himself.

But he is dissatisfied, too greedy, having so much is not enough, wishful thinking that the other party can be as unscrupulous and unreserved as he is.

Greed is bad.

He suddenly remembered that day when he was lying on the cold floor of the warehouse, listening to the down and out people crying their hearts and interpreting the meaning of being beyond reach.

He didn't tell anyone that at that time, he could empathize with that bastard for a moment.

Maybe people who are also at the end of the road are driven to a desperate situation, or maybe they are also pawns and lose the meaning of existence together.

Suddenly, I remembered that Xi Yufeng once said that I am not as scary as you think.

Jiang Ruo couldn't help laughing, isn't that scary?

It was you who personally laid the net, pulled me into it, and led me into a deep trap, but you stayed out of it, looked down at me who was trapped, and said, it was you who wanted to come in.

Outsiders are also bad guys, downright bad guys.

If Jiang Ruo thinks, he is worse than me.

In the middle of the night, the smell of alcohol evaporated from the pores, and Jiang Ruo curled up on the bed on her side, her eyes closed tightly, and it was a waste of effort to breathe.

But he could still hear the slow panting of the person next to him who was not asleep, and the movement of turning over, followed by an arm around his waist.

"Jiang Ruo." A low and tired voice called his name, "Don't make trouble with me in the future."

Xi Yufeng was uncommonly subdued, but it made Jiang Ruo's throat sore.

It seemed that the ball of cotton stuffed in his throat had been fermented and swelled, and it had reached the base of his tongue, suppressing him unavoidably.

And the hand resting on his body moved to his ear, gently stroking his temple hair and cheek.

The chest was also pressed up, and Xi Yufeng was very close to his heart, and said in a promise-like tone: "Except for those that you can't help yourself, I can give you what you want."