Dumb painter giants grudge

"Don't look at me so expectantly." Song Li wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Wen Rang has waited to the limit and finished his meal.

"Don't worry, I promised to say it, so I will say it naturally." Song Li smiled confidently.

Wen Rang leaned back, waiting for the other party's answer.

"What I said earlier, I think you understand what it means. As for feelings, it doesn't matter whether it's a man and a woman, or a man and a man. The problem is the same." Song Li went to pick up his briefcase as he spoke, "Maybe you I am very reassured about him, but it is often these trusts that put a protective color on certain things, and people will always see where you can't see."

After speaking, Song Li took out a few photos from his briefcase and put them in front of Wen Rang.

The smell made me feel bad, so I picked up the photo and took a look.

It was indeed He Shishen in the photo, with a white and tender man beside him.

One was probably at a certain event, He Shishen was holding a wine glass and talking to others, the white and tender man was standing beside him, also smiling to greet people, the white and tender man's elbow was pressed against He Shishen's arm.

The second picture should be in a certain production workshop. He Shishen was wearing a mask, as if he was observing some sample. The fair and tender man also leaned over to stare, his cheek almost touching the other's ear.

The last one should be at the gate of the hospital, the photo is not very clear, it should be a surveillance screenshot, He Shishen ran up the stairs with the white and tender man on his back, and Lei Yuan followed behind.

……

As expected, his complexion changed subtly when he smelled it.

"I know you want to ask me why I have these photos, Wen Rang, you don't know how hard-core the He family is, right? It's not surprising that some private detectives pay attention to a person like He Shishen. If you don't believe me, go ask about it. Just ask." Song Li stared at the other party intently.

Indeed, he knew the strength of the He family, and what Song Li said was indeed reasonable, and he had to believe this reason.

"As for the people in the photo, of course I don't know, and I can't tell you if they have anything. After all, I can't slander Mr. He for no reason, right? Besides, there is nothing in the photo. Banquet, work together, and send each other to the hospital." Song Li narrowed his eyes interestingly, "You say yes, Wen Rang."

That's right, the aggressive method.

Wen Rang was not stupid, he could think of what Song Li said, but the more the other party said that, the more uncomfortable he became, even though he knew Song Li did it on purpose.

"Anyway, I shouldn't have interfered in your affairs, but I don't want you to be hurt, do you understand, Wen Rang." Song Li's tone became calm again, "I very much hope that we can go back to the past. "

Having said so much, just to tell Wen Rang that Song Li wants to go back to the past?

Wen Rang sneered and threw the photo on the table.

"Wen Rang, you already only circle around one person, don't you feel it? You don't get in touch with anyone, you avoid everyone for so many years, don't you think it's unfair, why do you only circle around Go around alone?"

Wen Rang's heart was inexplicably poked, is it really like this?

"You were not like this before. You, me, Akai, and Ajie are all so good. Can you wake up? We have been unable to get out of that accident for so many years." Song As Li spoke, his tone became agitated.

A Kai, A Jie, Wen Rang, Song Li, the fourth son of the second class.

That was the title given to them by the girls in the class in high school, because they always walked together, and their appearance satisfied the fantasy of girls at that age who loved boys.

Wen Rang hadn't thought of these things for many years. As for Akai and Ajie, he had never seen them again. Many things seemed to have really died in that accident.

"You should still be blaming me. If you didn't have my call, you should...be as good as before." Song Li seemed to be choked up.

Wen Rang didn't want to hear that matter, even though he had forgotten it repeatedly, every time it was brought up, the sound of the rain and the whistle of the traffic police echoed in his ears.

"But, do you really think that you are the only one who can't get out?" Song Li took off his glasses and looked at him, "I am the one who can't get out."

"Wen Rang, I am the same, suffering for eight years."

The sound of the whistle, the sound of the rain slapping his face, came back in his head, eight years.

"Look at the others, why must it be him." Song Li couldn't hold back, and punched the table, "Can't you see it!... other friends?"

Song Li's strong and urgent eyes made Wen Rang avoid him.

For eight years, Wen Rang lived his eight years like a transparent person, until He Shishen appeared, stretched out his hand to penetrate the transparent net, and got entangled with him.

"Wen Rang, I didn't come here to tear you apart, I'm just not reconciled, why don't you look at other people, can't you hear other people's voices!" Song Li's eyes were red, and the veins on his forearms burst out.

What does he mean, Wen Rang is indifferent, think about whether he is really what the other party said.

"At least, don't make me feel...we are so strange..." Song Li's voice trembled, "We used to be very good...friends, right."

Hearing that, his heart tightened, and he was also very uncomfortable.

"Perhaps, after too long, I'm not a so-called good friend in your heart... But you, to me..." Song Li bowed his head, "In short, I hurt you, I didn't Forgive myself, I don't want to be unwilling, after so many years, there is such a person, you turn around him, I don't want you to be hurt, I can't pay back what I owe you, so I think... Do something for you."

No one can do anything for Wen Rang, and he doesn't need to do anything. He accepted those and forgave everything, but he didn't say it, and he didn't want to say it, or, no one listened.

The gauze wrapped around his neck that year had already deeply entangled his heart. He tried to tear it off, but it was so difficult.

Is it serious that a person cannot speak?Is it too hypocritical?

Wen Rang didn't take losing his voice very seriously, he even took it lightly. From the day he took the initiative to ask Wen to find him a sign language teacher, he looked away.

However, what is it that Wen Rang can't see?

In fact, he himself doesn’t understand. Maybe it’s because when he introduced himself on stage when he was just in college, he could only leave the stage speechless. Maybe he never used his voice to tell others his name, or maybe it’s because people around him adapted to sign language for him... …

Song Li's eyes fell on the three photos.

All this is self-evident, Wen Rang can only understand that Song Li is ashamed of him, so he reminds him of He Shishen, hoping he will not fall into it.

Wen Rang got up, bowed at a 15-degree angle, then picked up the gift bag on the table, turned and left.

Song Li looked at Wen Rang's back, which was so strange, it reminded him of their youthful years.