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In his third year of high school, Dai Zhenheng was dragged into the school's calligraphy club by his roommates, and met Wen Shuo, who had just entered his first year of high school.

When he took the college entrance examination, his roommate finally found a girl he liked, and Wen Shuo also gave in under the fierce offensive of another girl from the same club.

Dai Zhenheng can still recall the feeling when he heard the news that Wen Shuo and Jiang Qiqi were together during the club gathering that summer - his brain went blank, his whole heart was hollowed out, but I have to force myself to smile and say congratulations, and wish them a smooth and smooth journey into the palace of marriage hand in hand.

Eight years later, Dai Zhenheng returned from studying abroad with a successful career, and his roommate had long since parted ways with the girl he dated back then, but Wen Shuo and Jiang Qiqi were still in love with each other as always.

Almost every summer, the original calligraphy club would find a sunny day to gather, except for the years when he was studying abroad, Dai Zhenheng was never absent.

Wen Shuo and Jiang Qiqi have never missed their appointments, and they always show up together, often causing everyone to boo and ask when they will treat guests to eat wedding candy.

Every time at this time, Dai Zhenheng would just sit in an inconspicuous corner and watch silently, but only Wen Shuo with a bright smile and blushing face could be contained in his gentle eyes.

"Here we come!" Zhang Zhengying stood up and waved to Dai Zhenheng who had just entered the door, "Old Dai, this way!"

Dai Zhenheng agreed, and greeted several people sitting by the door, then went in, went straight to Zhang Zhengying and took a seat.

The KTV box was chaotic, and people with better relationships got together to chat. Occasionally someone asked for a song, but no one sang it, so they just played it as background music.

"Our acting president looks so handsome today!" Zhang Zhengying looked her former roommate up and down, "Your face is so tender, tell me, did you go to do beauty care every day behind our backs?!"

Dai Zhenheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't make trouble."

Zhang Zhengying laughed and said, "Don't all of you rich people like to do this? Don't be shy to admit it, I'm still waiting for your recommendation!"

Dai Zhenheng shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I really don't have one, but if you are interested, I can ask you about it."

Of course Zhang Zhengying was joking, the two chatted a few more words, and someone came over to talk to them, and Dai Zhenheng took the opportunity to withdraw from the conversation.

Dai Zhenheng didn't see Wen Shuo when he entered the door, now he looked for him and found him in the corner on the other side.

Wen Shuo looked blank, holding a beer bottle in his hand, sitting alone in a daze, Jiang Qiqi was not there.

Dai Zhenheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look for Jiang Qiqi, but he couldn't find her in the small private room.

"Old Dai, let me tell you," the person who spoke to him left, Zhang Zhengying turned around to look for Dai Zhenheng, only to find that he was in a daze, "Dai Zong?"

"Hmm." Dai Zhenheng came back to his senses after being called twice, turned to look at Zhang Zhengying, pointed at Wen Shuo, "Jiang Qiqi didn't come?"

Zhang Zhengying quickly suppressed his raised hand, then looked at Wen Shuo, then leaned into Dai Zhenheng's ear and whispered: "It is said that we broke up, but I don't know the details. He didn't say anything and everyone didn't dare to ask." .”

Dai Zhenheng was startled suddenly, a little unbelievable: "How could it be..."

Zhang Zhengying shrugged: "Who can say for sure? After all, falling in love and getting married are still different, and the two of them are not the only ones who suffer from this hurdle. Besides, maybe they will get back together in a few days."

After hearing this, Dai Zhenheng was silent for a moment, then stood up: "I'll go and accompany him."

Zhang Zhengying waved at him, wanting to go, he doesn't care about this business.

When Wen Shuo came back to his senses, he saw Dai Zhenheng standing in front of him, a somewhat forced smile appeared on his face that had been numb for a while: "Brother Zhen, long time no see."

Dai Zhenheng nodded slightly, walked around the dark brown glass coffee table, walked up to him and sat down: "What's wrong?"

Wen Shuo replied subconsciously: "It's okay, it's okay."

Dai Zhenheng saw his absent-minded look, pursed his lips, and persuaded: "If you can't let go of the separation, why not chase it back?"

Hearing him talk about Jiang Qiqi, Wen Shuo understood what he was asking just now, but he didn't want to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "Brother Zhen, do you like Qiqi?"

Dai Zhenheng was taken aback for a moment: "What, what?"

"Do you also like Jiang Qiqi?" Wen Shuo took a sip of beer, turned half sideways to look at Dai Zhenheng, "I found out a long time ago, you keep watching her secretly."

"I didn't—" Before he finished speaking, Dai Zhenheng stopped talking, and he shouldn't say anything later.

"Brother, you think I'm blind!" Wen Shuo twitched his lips, "You think I've been in the police academy for nothing!"

Dai Zhenheng: "It's true...I'm actually looking at you two."

Wen Shuo didn't expect him to say that, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Dai Zhenheng held the corner of his mouth and smiled as naturally as possible: "I'm quite envious." I envy Jiang Qiqi, who can be by your side in a fair and honest manner.

"Brother, do you... have someone you like?"

Wen Shuo's words were incomplete, but Dai Zhenheng knew what he wanted to ask, and his heart was astringent, but he admitted very generously: "Yes, we have liked each other for many years, but we can't be together."

"Why?" Wen Shuo blurted out.

Dai Zhenheng refused to answer any more, looking at the person in front of him with a pair of dark brown eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

Seeing that he refused to speak, Wen Shuo didn't ask any more questions, and drank his beer with his head down.

Dai Zhenheng also took a bottle of beer and held it in his hand, but didn't drink it. He looked down at the words on the label on the bottle, his vision was clear for a while and hazy for a while.

After Wen Shuo put down the empty wine bottle in his hand for the second time, and went to get the full one from the table, Dai Zhenheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "Drinking for pleasure will hurt your health."

Wen Shuo didn't know if he heard it or not, so he still took the wine, but he didn't drink as much as before, but held the bottle in a daze like Dai Zhenheng.

"...Thank you." After a long while, Wen Shuo said to Dai Zhenheng in a gentle and soothing tone of a love song, "I feel much better now."

Dai Zhenheng moved his hand holding the wine bottle, but in the end he didn't reach out to grab the other's shoulder: "If drinking can solve the problem, then many things will become much easier."

Wen Shuo laughed when he heard it: "It's not that I want to drink away my worries, it's just... I don't know what to say."

"You can say whatever you want," Dai Zhenheng said softly, "Let's chat in another place?"

Wen Shuo pursed his lips, then turned his head to look at Dai Zhenheng, and finally nodded.

The two came out of the private room one after the other, and went directly to the front desk to open another room without going far, and went down there under the guidance of the waiter.

After entering the door, Wen Shuo sat down on the sofa, raised his hand and rubbed his face, showing a little tiredness.

Seeing this, Dai Zhenheng whispered a few words to the waiter at the door, and then closed the door.

Wen Shuo buried his face in his hands and took a few deep breaths, as if something inexplicably oppressed him, making him unable to breathe very freely.

Dai Zhenheng walked to the console, turned off the song that was playing, and the small space suddenly fell silent, except for the faint sound from the door.

Wen Shuo seemed to have really thought about how to speak, and sat for a long time without making a sound.

Dai Zhenheng's eyes fell on him one after another, instinctively wanting to stare at him, but he didn't dare to do it too much.

Fortunately, there was a knock on the door not long after, and the waiter came back and brought a pineapple rice and two glasses of juice.

Dai Zhenheng signaled the waiter to put the food in front of Wen Shuo: "Two bites."

The pineapple rice served by KTV was average in taste and the quantity was not large. Wen Shuo tasted a couple of mouthfuls but found it quite appetizing, so he ate it all up in one sitting.

Dai Zhenheng sat at the side and silently accompanied him, saw him put the tableware, then smiled and said: "If there is a chance, I will make it for you."

"You know how to cook?" Wen Shuo was taken aback, "Brother, you have so many things to do every day, do you still have time for this?"

"Then you can't eat outside all day, you will always get tired of eating." Dai Zhenheng didn't mention the reason why he learned to cook, "I'm not as busy as you think."

Wen Shuo nodded. After eating and drinking, he became a little lazy, stretched his waist and said, "That's right. Brother, I want to lie down for a while."

"Lie down." Dai Zhenheng looked around for a week, but found no cushions or anything.

On the other hand, Wen Shuo was very conscious, and straightly tilted his body, resting his head on Dai Zhenheng's lap, closing his eyes and asking, "Do you mind?"

"……Do not."

Dai Zhenheng, who said he didn't mind, was very nervous. The two had known each other for so many years. This was the closest time he and Wen Shuo got close, and it was also the first physical contact, which made him unconscious of breathing. much lighter.

Wen Shuo lay flat on the black leather sofa with his pillow on Dai Zhenheng's thigh, and clasped his hands on his abdomen. After a while, he took the initiative to say: "I mentioned breaking up. The parents have seen it before, thinking that after the birth year I just got a marriage certificate, but my condition got worse and worse after I started working, and she was not happy when she was with me."

Dai Zhenheng's hand on his side froze, and he closed his sour eyes: "What's wrong? Did you encounter any trouble at work?"

"It's not too troublesome." Wen Shuo still closed his eyes, and his body was much more relaxed than when he was in the big private room at the party, "You know I'm a police school brother?"

Dai Zhenheng let out a "hmm".

Wen Shuo: "After graduating, I was assigned to another district for an internship for a period of time. Later, my mother asked someone to clear it up, and then transferred me back to the police station in front of our house to work as a police officer."

"Although I also want to be a criminal police officer, I'm not that material, and I think it's good to be a film police officer. My father did this before he died."

Wen Shuo was in the third year of middle school when Wen's father died in the line of duty. A sudden accident made Wen's mother fall ill. Wen Shuo took a year off from school to take care of her mother at home. When Wen's mother recovered, he went back to study and re-read the third year of junior high.

These Dai Zhenheng generally knew that he also found some information on the Internet, and knew that Father Wen was accidentally stabbed to death by a few young people who were drinking and making trouble when he was out of the police.

"My mother... My mother actually doesn't want me to be a police officer." Wen Shuo's voice was choked up because he thought of his father who died young, or his mother who worked hard for him half his life, "but she I knew I couldn't let it go, so I didn't stop it."

"Auntie loves you very much." Dai Zhenheng really wanted to touch Wen Shuo's cheek and comfort him with physical contact, but he was a little timid.

"Well, I know. I love her and my dad too." Wen Shuo slowly opened his eyes, his beautiful black eyes were full of confusion, "But in this world... I don't understand how it is so difficult to live ?”

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