what's your attitude

After eating, Pei Rong accompanied Wang Hanqing home to pack his things, and then sent him back to the company.

The car was parked on the side of the road, Pei Rong's entire upper body was lying on the steering wheel, the seat belt was stretched very long, he turned his head and looked at Wang Hanqing, "Go early and come back early."

Wang Hanqing has a lot of things he wants to say to Pei Rong, he will find a chance to call Pei Rong, hope that Pei Rong can receive it, he will also miss Pei Rong, and hope that when Pei Rong is with others, he can also find time to think miss him.

But these words that came to his lips were swallowed lightly by Wang Han, fearing that his words would not express his meaning and that he would be a burden to Pei Rong.

He reached out to Pei Rong, "Can I give you a hug?"

When the puppy bids farewell to its owner, it will be dejected, and it will make a request cautiously. It doesn’t matter if the owner doesn’t hug it, and he won’t be angry. Of course, if the owner is willing to hug him, he will be very happy. become less tormented.

Pei Rong wrapped one hand behind his back, unfastened his seat belt, leaned forward, and hugged Wang Han lightly tightly, and pressed his cheeks together.

"Is it just a hug?" Pei Rong whispered, he could agree to Wang Hanqing's many demands, "If I knew you were going on a business trip today, should I skip work last night?"

Wang Han lightly moved his heart, he really didn't want to leave after Pei Rong continued.

Every time we parted, I made a lot of wishes for the next meeting. Fortunately, these wishes made every day after parting worth looking forward to.

"Let's go." Pei Rong patted Wang Hanqing's back, and immediately let go of him. He watched Wang Hanqing enter the office building. He started the car and left when the figure completely disappeared from his sight.

While waiting for the traffic light, Pei Rong was a little confused, not knowing where he should go for a while, after thinking about it, he drove in the direction of home.

Pei Rong was thinking, when he didn't meet Wang Hanqing, what did he do during his vacation?Get together with friends in the circle, find a 0 one-night stand who is right for you, or sleep in for a day at home.

The days at that time seemed rich and colorful, but they were actually more empty. It seemed that anyone could do it, and there was no need to wait for anyone, and there was no special expectation for anyone.

At home in the evening, Pei Rong didn't have the habit of cooking, so he ordered a takeaway to cope with it. Just after the takeaway was finished, the screen of the phone lit up, accompanied by a notification tone, and the name of Peng Li was listed on the WeChat note.

"Come out tonight?"

The subtext of this veiled question was asking Pei Rong if he wanted to find someone to solve his physical needs. Pei Rong casually tapped the screen. He didn't want to go and was thinking about how to reject Peng Li.

Peng Li was impatient, and the dialog box kept showing "The other party is typing...", but he didn't see any news from Pei Rong, so he got impatient and called Pei Rong directly.

"Why are my messages so inked? I've been typing for so long and haven't sent it yet? Did you write a poem?"

Pei Rong smiled, and wanted to find an excuse to say that he couldn't do without seeing it, "Isn't this typing right?"

Peng Li didn't bother with him too much, and went straight to the point, "Come out? It's hard to see you. The last time I went to the toilet, the person disappeared."

If it wasn't for Peng Li's reminder, Pei Rong would have almost forgotten that after meeting Wang Hanqing at The End last time, he didn't seem to have met Peng Li.

"I..." Pei Rong's mind was racing, "Forget this week..."

Peng Li was a little unhappy, "Are you so busy?"

Others don't know, but doesn't he, Peng Li, know?Pei Rong's work is very leisurely, it just depends on whether he is willing to come out or not.

Who knew that Pei Rong would dare to go down the slope, "That's right."

"That's right!" Peng Li was in a hurry, "I don't know if you're busy or not? Come out!"

After being debunked, Pei Rong was not embarrassed, and he chatted with Peng Li, "I don't really want to..."

It's not that I don't really want to meet Peng Li, it's just that I don't really want to deal with strangers.

"What don't you think much?" Peng Li could understand Pei Rong's meaning, if you don't want to fuck, they can always meet, "When you don't want a man, you don't even bother to see me, and I'm just your wingman looking for a man, right? "

The words are really ugly, and Pei Rong laughed, "Okay, okay, it's okay to meet you, let's not go to TheEnd."

Find a more modest bar so you don't run into acquaintances.

Although Peng Li was not happy, he still satisfied Pei Rong's request, found an ordinary bar, and specially asked for a corner seat, which was quiet enough.

As soon as the two met, Peng Li's expression seemed to be cannibalistic, waiting to settle accounts with Pei Rong.

"It's so hard for me to see you now? What the hell are you up to lately? It can't be that you're really busy with work, right?"

Facing Peng Li's pressing questions, Pei Rong could only tell the truth, "I'm not busy, I just didn't think about coming out."

It seems interesting to call Wang Hanqing, start a video, and see him once a month.

Peng Li knows men, gay, and Pei Rong better, but the chance of Pei Rong changing sex is higher than the chance of falling in love, so he asked with some uncertainty: "Are you cheating on me... Tell me, have you recently What did you go for?"

"I went to meet my elementary school brother." Pei Rong confessed.

Wang Hanqing went to the same middle school as the two of them, and he was right to say that he was a primary school boy.

Unexpectedly, Peng Li's expression froze, Pei Rong smiled and said, "Is there no need for such a reaction?"

Peng Li blinked his eyes, and his words faltered, "You... have you seen Xinxia?"

"What?" Pei Rong heard Peng Li's words clearly, and the question was just his subconscious reaction, the smile on his face gradually faded, followed by a daze.

He hadn't heard Yan Xinxia's name for a long time.

Yan Xinxia was Pei Rong's first love boyfriend in middle school. After the two broke up, they also lost contact.

As the only friend who knew about their relationship, Peng Li didn't mention Yan Xinxia's name in front of Pei Rong.

At that time, Pei Rong graduated from high school, and Yan Xinxia was one year younger than him. The two had been in a long-distance relationship for a year. They thought that the university could still be in the same city, but Yan Xinxia obeyed the arrangement of her family and went abroad to study.

Peng Li immediately realized that the elementary school boy Pei Rong was talking about was not Yan Xinxia, ​​and opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"Has Yan Xinxia returned to China?" Pei Rong looked at Peng Li.

"Huh?" Peng Li has also learned to play dumb and stunned, but his acting skills are not as good as Pei Rong's, and his reactions are not as fast as Pei Rong's, and there is still a trace of panic on his face.

Pei Rong leaned on the sofa and looked at him seriously, "Did he contact you?"

Don't look at Pei Rong's usually easy-talking appearance, but when he is serious, he really has the demeanor of being a cadre.

Peng Li could only tell the truth, "He contacted me, let me not tell you."

The weight of first love occupies an important position in a man's heart. It is a thorn in his flesh and blood, and he will get used to its existence. When he mentions this person again, he will still feel heart-piercing pain.

Pei Rong leaned on the sofa, didn't look at Peng Li again, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and remained silent, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

Time really heals everything, including feelings. He doesn't like Yan Xinxia that much anymore, but the sequelae Yan Xinxia left him lasted for a long time.

During college, he also talked about love, and talked about it seriously. Only he knows that he has reservations about feelings.

Later, when I was single, I would go to strangers for comfort.

These are Yan Xinxia's influences on Pei Rong.

Peng Li scolded himself in his heart for being fast-talking, and quickly changed the subject, "Then who are you talking about from elementary school? Your college classmate?"

Mentioning Wang Hanqing, Pei Rong came back to his senses, the cigarette in his hand was more than half burned, and the ash fell on his body, scattered into small particles.

"No." Pei Rong extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, "You don't even know me."

Although Wang Hanqing went to the same middle school as them, how could Peng Li remember someone who he didn't even remember.

Thinking of Wang Hanqing, Pei Rong felt a little relieved. What is Wang Hanqing doing at this time?Are you still busy?

"Tell me, it's not your college classmate, maybe I really know him."

Pei Rong took a sip from the wine glass on the table, and said a name casually, "Wang Hanqing, do you know him?"

Peng Li didn't say that he didn't know these light words, on the contrary, he became quiet.

Pei Rong glanced at him suspiciously, "You know him?"

Peng Li shook his head like a rattle, afraid that Pei Rong would see something.

"I really don't know you?" If you don't know him, you can say that you don't know him. Peng Li's reaction is that there is no silver 300 taels here. Pei Rong frowned, "He's from the same high school as us."

"Oh! Oh!" Peng Li scratched his cheek, "I know him, he was in the same class as my younger brother, and his popularity is not very good. The transfer student offended people when he came to the school. I just remembered."

Pei Rong was very confused and didn't bother to care whether what Peng Li said was true or not.

They didn't meet for a long time, but Pei Rong drank a lot of wine. Fortunately, he had the foresight before coming and didn't drive.

While waiting for the bus on the side of the road, Pei Rong asked Peng Li to go first, and Peng Li was a little worried, "Then you go back by yourself?"

"Stop rambling, it's not a little girl." Pei Rong closed the car door smoothly.

After the taxi drove away, Pei Rong didn't wait for the taxi and walked towards home alone.

The bar is located in the center of the city, and it is always lively at night. The wind is strong at night, and the passers-by on the road are tightly packed and hurried.

Pei Rong's nasal cavity was so cold, he found the phone when he put his hand in his pocket, took out the phone and looked at it, the screen was empty, and there was no news from Wang Hanqing.

Usually, he was contacted by Wang Hanqing a lot, but Pei Rong was still a little unaccustomed to being cold all of a sudden.

He wanted to hear Wang Hanqing's voice a little bit.

He opened Wang Hanqing's WeChat, typed and deleted, deleted and typed again, he didn't even think about what to say.

Forget it.

Just when Pei Rong was about to give up, Wang Hanqing actually called at this time.

Pei Rong didn't think much, and answered the phone, "Hello?"

There was a lot of wind on the phone, and there was a whining sound, and a familiar voice answered Pei Rong, "Hello."

"Can't you make a phone call?"

Wang Han's voice was a little lower than usual, "You can't make phone calls. The house rented by the company around here has no signal, but you can come out. I came out to make a call."

Can you come out?How far will it take?

Pei Rong wanted to know how far it was, "How far?"

"It only takes half an hour to borrow someone else's bicycle."