Eight wind does not move

The relationship between him and Jiang Yu has been a bit neutral these days. In fact, they often quarrel, but they have never had a cold war after a quarrel.

Zhou Hang originally thought that it would be good for the two of them to calm down for a while, but the relationship seemed to have always been like this. Zhou Hang always felt that something was blocked in his heart. He thought over and over again at night. In fact, he brought Jiang Yu back because he wanted to tell Jiang Yu is also his home here, Jiang Yu's original family is not good, he wants to make up for Jiang Yu's regret.

But for some reason, he gradually felt that things were counterproductive.

He began to think about his future. In the past, he often conceived about his future, but in Hoh Xil, the future was very vague and seemed impossible to grasp, so Zhou Hang never thought about it.

Does he really have a future with Jiang Yu?

He has his own choice, and Jiang Yu should also have his choice. Aren't they really holding each other back?

They are together in a hurry, kissing in the wilderness, interlocking fingers in the mud, it is more impulsive and attractive, but this impulsiveness can make them go diverse, is this impulsive really correct?is it good?

If it's something that has no future, if it's something that is mutually restraining, wouldn't it be better if it doesn't happen.

On a cold night, Zhou Hang would see a lot in shallow dreams. In a certain dream, he seemed to see Jiang Yu getting farther and farther away.

Staying in Shanghai has been busy for a long time to deal with the aftermath, interrogation, and filing. In a blink of an eye, I have stayed in the city for more than three months, and summer is coming again. When Zhou Hang once mentioned summer, all he thought of was sticky touch and The soda is refreshing, but now his mind is full of calving season and the migration along the Zhuoma River.

This is the cruelest season in Hoh Xil.

Lao Wang asked them to help the work here in Shanghai with peace of mind and clean up the sales network here. In fact, there was not much to do. Zhou Hang and Jiang Yu basically only played the role of off-site guidance.

After dinner, Jiang Yu washed the dishes and sat at the desk to continue writing the report.

A new message popped up on the screen of Zhou Hang's mobile phone, which was from Guan Hong, asking Zhou Hang if he would go to the old place for a gathering, and he paid for it.

Zhou Hang replied with a word, then turned around and said to Jiang Yu in the room: "Brother Guan said to invite me to the bathhouse, I'm leaving."

"Enough to enjoy, yes, we will go next time." Jiang Yu said lazily without raising his head while writing a report.

"Success." Zhou Hang walked to Jiang Yu's side, leaned down and kissed Jiang Yu's cheek: "Then I'll go first."

Walking to the street, the evening breeze in early summer was quite cool. Zhou Hang didn't hurry, and walked forward in a leisurely manner. After a while, he saw a big man running along the sidewalk with small steps.

"Senior Brother Guan!" Zhou Hang waved his hand, motioning for Guan Hong to come over.

Guan Hong was wearing a black sweatpants shirt. He had obviously just run a long lap, and his forehead was still covered with sweat.

"Brother, do you still keep running at night every day?"

"Of course, it hasn't been broken unless a knife is used."

Zhou Hang made a big mouth like a senior, and followed Guan Hong along the ramp to the familiar road.

It was rare to be surrounded by familiar people and a familiar road in front of him. Guan Hong couldn't help feeling emotional: "I remember going to the bathhouse together all the time when I was working."

Zhou Hang nodded, remembering that he still couldn't let it go at that time, wishing he could go into the bathroom with his trousers on, and be scolded by senior brother Guan as crazy.

Now Zhou Hang was naturally not ashamed, and took off his clothes in the dressing room. He felt Guan Hong next to him glance at him, and then commented: "Oh Huo, you have a lot of stories about you." When taking off his clothes, Zhou Hang looked down. New wounds piled up with old ones. In addition, the medical conditions were poor, and without proper treatment, the scars would be very serious.

"Harm, it's inevitable." Zhou Hang turned around and squatted in front of the cabinet to put his clothes, his back was exposed naked, and the large burn marks were intertwined on his back, Guan Hong was stunned for a moment.

"God, your back."

"It was injured last time." Zhou Hang turned his head when he heard the voice, but he couldn't see his back: "It's all right now."

When Zhou Hang soaked himself in hot water, he could still feel that Guan Hong was looking at him, and his eyes became very strange, but at this time, the old-fashioned TV set on the wall happened to be on display in this city recently. There are a group of gangs selling Tibetan antelope fur products. There is a video of the scene on the screen. Zhou Hang no longer cares about his senior brother's eyes, but focuses on watching TV seriously. Zhou Hang seems to have seen Jiang Yu's side face flash past.

"The anti-poaching operation has been going on in a difficult way. Whether the gunshots in Hoh Xil can be stopped, what is more important is the actions of each of our citizens, start from ourselves, and stop buying..."

"Zhou Hang, you really need to protect yourself." Guan Hong was also watching, and there were a few Hoh Xil anti-theft videos on TV, which should be quite old. The picture is poor, but the battle is fierce: "I I have never seen anyone worse than you, and I am really afraid that you will tell me where you are."

"It's okay, how can I explain it so easily." Zhou Hang stared intently at the earth mines that exploded on the screen: "I'm destined"

Zhou Hang got up from the water and lay down on the bathing platform first, waiting for the master to come to help him take a bath and massage. Brother Guan was a step behind him, but he didn't lie down beside Zhou Hang for a long time, but was beside Zhou Hang intentionally or unintentionally. stay.

"Senior brother, is my back so good-looking?" Zhou Hang always felt that the way Guan Hong looked at him was not right, and finally he couldn't help but said, "Why don't you stab one another day?"

"Zhou Hang." Senior Brother Guan had a complicated expression on his face, he hesitated to speak, he slowed down, and then continued: "Zhou Hang, I don't think you should hide it, tell me, where did you come from?" girl?"

"What girl?" Zhou Hang lay on his stomach, his head was a little dizzy from the heat: "Brother, stop talking nonsense."

"You boy, do you fucking treat senior brother as one of your own?"

"Damn, why not?"

"Then tell me, where is the girl from?"

"What?" Zhou Hang was completely confused: "I don't have any girls?"

"Then you have the mark on the back of your leg, I'm blind if you treat me as a senior brother, but the senior brother is a standard eagle eye!"

Zhou Hang was shocked immediately. He and Jiang Yu hadn't done it for several days, and the marks on his legs had long faded to the point where he couldn't see it. He didn't care.

"Hey, hey! His face has changed! Come on now, don't be stubborn with your brother here!"

"No, it's not..." Zhou Hang's mind was spinning so fast that he couldn't come up with a good explanation. He could fool anyone, but only Senior Brother Guan, Zhou Hang really didn't have the confidence to fool him under his nose past.

Seeing Zhou Hang's timid refusal to speak, Guan Hong couldn't take it anymore, and asked him repeatedly: "Hey, do you want to talk? How the hell can you be a man if you're not a girl?"

Zhou Hang was at a loss for words, this is really a man, he struggled in his heart for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Mmm..."

Guan Hong became quiet, and stood in front of Zhou Hang for a long time, and finally turned around by himself: "I need to digest for a while, and it will be fine in a while."

Guan Hong digested it until he came out of the bathhouse, but he still hadn't digested it well. The wind of the rainy season was mixed with rain, and it felt a bit cool on his face. Seeing that Guan Hong had been silent all this time, Zhou Hang couldn't help but ask Guan Hong: "Have you digested well, brother?"

Guan Hong walked with his head depressed, and it took several seconds after Zhou Hang made a sound before he realized: "Damn, who knows, hey, then why didn't you fall in love with me at that time, brother, I'm not fake, right? .”

"Brother, your idea is quite strange." Zhou Hang smiled: "At that time, if I didn't think I liked anyone, I naturally wouldn't know that I liked a man."

"It seems that you really like him."

Zhou Hang lowered his head, he suddenly felt a near-suffocating depression wrapping himself.

"You don't look right." Guan Hong keenly noticed Zhou Hang's emotions, and the other party shook his head.

"I feel like he and I are going to be unable to go on." Zhou Hang said, the words came out of his mouth, he didn't think that he had never dared to face this confusion, but after he said it, he felt very comfortable and let him I couldn't help but continued: "We are completely different people, he is like, like a wolf in Hoh Xil, you know, I can't run with him for a long time."

"I have a family and a career that I want. We can't go in both directions. Our final ending will only be farther and farther away, and our feelings will only involve each other."

"What do you want to do now?"

Zhou Hang's eye sockets gradually began to sore, he lowered his head and bit his lip: "I wish all this didn't happen."

"It's okay Xiao Zhou, brother, as a person who has been here, I will tell you that it is actually quite easy to forget someone, just drink and time, brother will accompany you." Guan Hong's hand wrapped around Zhou Hang's shoulder, Zhou Hang was a little numb followed him aimlessly down the street.

"Let's go, have a drink. Do you want a man or a girl next? Don't think about your senior brother. Your senior brother has a family."

The drizzle hit his face, sticky and uncomfortable, Zhou Hang felt that he would hate this feeling in the future.

Guan Hong's jokes were all flying in the wind, in a trance, and together with the consciousness smeared by alcohol, it was refreshing and disgusting.