street people

Sun Yanshi was led by Zheng Ye all the way to the parking lot, and was pushed into the co-pilot, and then Xie Shuangyu and Lang Song also got into the car.

Sun Yanshi felt an unprecedented sense of exhaustion sweeping his whole body, and even a little lack of oxygen in his brain. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, and he had no extra energy to think about whether Lang Song and Xie Shuangyu had noticed something, and he didn't open his mouth to say anything. The power of syllables.

Fortunately, Lang Song didn't talk much, and Xie Shuang's language was elegant and decent. They neither expressed any opinion on the absurd farce just now, nor showed any desire to explore. Sun Yanshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stared out the window wearily.

The light in the car was dim, Xie Shuangyu sat behind the driver's seat, raised her beautiful eyes like autumn water calmly, stared at Sun Yanshi's unchanged profile for a long time, until Sun Yanshi twisted neck, she looked back anxiously.

Lang Song was sweating all day at work. In order not to make Xie Shuangyu feel uncomfortable, he sat close to the car door, and there was even room for two people to sit between them.

It was also selfish for him to sit like this, because when he tilted his head, he could see Sun Yanshi's elbow propped on the car window through the gap between the passenger seat and the car window, and he could also see Sun Yanshi's ray of being caught by the car window. Wind blown hair.

He rested his head lightly on the glass of the car, staring blankly at the bent elbow in front of him, and Zheng Ye's angrily shouted "Zhuo Li!" echoed in his ears.In fact, after hearing the name Zhuo Li from Zheng Ye's mouth, he was a little absent-minded, and he was still in a daze until now, because it was not the first time he heard this name.

A long time ago, on the night when Sun Yanshi was drunk and caused acute stomach bleeding, he helped Sun Yanshi wipe his body. Sun Yanshi grasped his hand and pressed it on his stomach in a daze, and what he said was : "Zhuoli, rub it for me."

When he said this, Sun Yanshi's voice was low and rough, as if he was about to cry.

He didn't really know Sun Yanshi at that time, so he secretly guessed in his heart that the "Zhuo Li" in Sun Yanshi's mouth might be his ex-girlfriend, and he only dared to mention it with a little drunkenness.

After that, he got closer to Sun Yanshi, and had more contact with the neighbors in Lanying Lane, and there were more and more things that puzzled him.

Lei Bin's uncomfortable and provocative remarks, Uncle Bing pushing away Sun Yanshi's hand passing the cigarette with a rolling pin, Aunt Hua's hesitation to speak, Granny Zhang's nonsense, Uncle Ding and Aunt Ding's alienation, any Sufen's brutal and domineering behavior, the behavior and words of these people weaved a huge black net, which blinded his sight and made him unable to see through it all the time.

He had a panoramic view of the words and deeds of these people, thinking silently, a hazy idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but because he was too bold, he didn't dare to think deeply, only dared to bury it deep in his heart.

But today, that person named Zhuo Li suddenly appeared, which seemed to confirm some of his ideas.

Lang Song's mood was very complicated, which not only made him uncomfortable, but also made him a little confused and unspeakable joy.This feeling is like walking in the dark in the dark, and a star of light suddenly appeared in front of you. You don't know where this star light will lead you to, but at least it gives you a little hope.

Zheng Ye drove the car past the second intersection. Xie Shuangyu broke the silence softly. She leaned forward slightly and said to Zheng Ye, "I live in the chain hotel at the intersection in front."

"Okay," Zheng Ye replied, "I'll take you to the door of the hotel."

"Thank you." Xie Shuang said thank you, he glanced at Lang Song, and naturally started the topic, "Zheng Ye, is this your brother?"

Hearing this, Sun Yanshi withdrew his gaze. He swallowed his dry throat and was about to speak, but Zheng Ye had already answered for him.

"It's a tenant of the Yanzhi family, named Lang Song."

"That's it," Xie Shuangyu smiled, turned his head to look at Lang Song, and introduced himself, "Hi, I'm their high school classmate——Xie Shuangyu."

It was the first time Lang Song saw such a beautiful, gentle and elegant woman in real life, he said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Hello, my name is Lang Song."

Xie Shuangyu always had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hello."

When I was young, the car drove to the door of the hotel where Xie Shuangyu was staying.

Zheng Ye turned around and asked, "Banhua, did you come to the party on purpose today, are you still going back to Japan?"

Xie Shuangyu replied: "I won't go back, I will work in Jiangcheng in the future, and I will join the new company tomorrow."

"Congratulations," Zheng Ye was puzzled, "Then why are you still staying in the hotel?"

"I haven't rented a suitable house yet, so I'll stay in a hotel for a few days."

Zheng Ye took a business card and handed it over: "If you need help, please feel free to contact me. I have a friend who works in an agency company."

"Okay, thank you very much." Xie Shuangyu took the business card, and also took out a few business cards from her small purse, and gave one to each of Zheng Ye and Sun Yanshi in the front seat, and then she held the business card with both hands and gave it to the next A long song.

Lang Song didn't expect that Xie Shuangyu would give him a business card, he took it with both hands flattered, and said, "Thank you, thank you."

Xie Shuang said politely "keep in touch" and got out of the car.

Seeing Xie Shuangyu step into the hotel gate, Zheng Ye turned the car and drove towards his home. After driving for a while, he glanced at Sun Yanshi, and said without words: "The class flower has changed a lot."

Sun Yanshi nodded in agreement: "It has changed a lot."

In high school, Xie Shuangyu was gentle and reticent, but always revealed a cautious sense of inferiority. Now Xie Shuangyu is still gentle and doesn’t talk much, but she is very confident and calm from the inside out, exuding the charm of a mature woman that is irresistible.

Zheng Ye opened his mouth, wanting to tell Sun Yanshi what Xie Shuangyu said to Tong Bo in the restaurant, but he couldn't open his mouth because of Lang Song's presence.

Due to a change, the three of them arrived at Zheng Ye's house a little later than planned, and Lang Yue was already fast asleep.

Gan Tiantian was very reluctant to let go, and said to Lang Song: "Anyway, I'm at home, so you can let Yueyue come to play with me on weekends from now on."

Lang Song nodded and said politely, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Zheng Ye picked up the car keys and was about to go to the entrance to change his shoes, but Sun Yanshi stopped him by pressing his shoulder: "Don't worry about it, let's take a taxi back."

Zheng Ye still had a lot to say, but it was really late, and Sun Yanshi looked extremely tired.He hesitated for a moment, thinking that Xie Shuangyu can be said or not, and he will bring it up later when he has a chance. As for other things...

He patted Sun Yanshi's shoulder meaningfully, and said nothing.

Sun Yan understood, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I know what's in my heart. Leave me alone and focus on your career and family."

Sun Yanshi and Lang Song took a taxi home, and they were silent all the way.

Sun Yanshi did not intend to explain Zhuo Li's identity, because there was no way to explain it unless he lied.Besides, this is his private matter, and he doesn't have the responsibility and obligation to explain it clearly to Lang Song.Fortunately, Lang Song is not a person who likes to interrogate, and they have always formed a tacit understanding of not actively asking and the other selectively opening.

But Sun Yanshi was still a little worried, he was afraid that Lang Song had seen something.

He wasn't afraid that Lang Song would know that he was gay, because he knew that with Lang Song's character, even if he knew about it, he wouldn't do any hurtful words or deeds.What he was afraid of was that Lang Song would misunderstand his intentions when he knew it. After all, he was the one who took the initiative to let Lang Song rent to his house.

If Lang Song came back to his senses and took Lei Bin's mocking words seriously, and misunderstood that he had some selfish motives for letting him live at home, then even if he had ten mouths, he couldn't explain it clearly.

Although there is no blood relationship, he sincerely regards Lang Song and Lang Yue as family members. It is good for the three of them to live together. The last thing he wants to see is this kind of stable and peaceful life being disrupted.

Sun Yan pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, and sighed silently.

Lang Song saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Headache?"

"No," Sun Yanshi prevaricated, "I'm a little sleepy."

Lang Song looked at Sun Yanshi's pale face with distress: "Tomorrow I will take Yueyue to the store, and you can rest at home."

"it is good."

Sun Yanzhi was physically and mentally exhausted, and he climbed into bed when he returned to the room. He didn't care how much dust and germs the suit was wearing outside, and whether the suit would be crumpled and languid. Lying lazily on the bed, he didn't even bother to move a finger.

It wasn't until Lang Song came back to the room after taking a shower, thinking that he was asleep and called him softly, that he moved his numb fingers and answered.

Sun Yanshi took the clothes and went into the bathroom. He turned the shower switch to the cold water side, poured the cold bath water on his head, and finally cleared his head, which was like a ball of paste.He propped up the wall of the bathroom with one hand, stood under the shower with his head down and his eyes closed, drenched in cold water, and the scenes of arguing with Zhuo Li in the street kept flashing in his mind.

Before he learned of Zhuo Li's divorce, he never thought about the possibility of the two reuniting, but after learning of Zhuo Li's divorce, he had already expected that the two would meet sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. would be such a mess.

He imagined the scene where the two met again after two years, or passed by indifferently, or greeted hypocritically, but he never thought that it was such a situation.

After autumn, the highest temperature at night is only ten degrees.Sun Yanshi stood under the shower for a long time, turned off the shower only after feeling the biting chill, brushed his wet hair back, and wiped off the drops of water on his face.He raised his head slowly, his deep pupils shining with a firm light.

After taking a shower, Sun Yanshi went to the verandah to blow the wind for a while before turning back to the room. When he pushed open the door, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lang Song stuffing something under the pillow in panic.

The two looked at each other, and Lang Song avoided his gaze in a panic.

Sun Yanshi raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.When he climbed onto the bed, he looked down and saw something that Lang Song hadn't hidden well. Although only a small sharp corner was exposed, he could easily recognize it because he also had it—it was Xie Shuangyu's business card.

Sun Yanzhi raised the corner of his mouth secretly, but he didn't pierce Lang Song's boy's thoughts. After all, who doesn't love beautiful women? When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he couldn't help but blush when he saw beautiful women.

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Lang Song: I hate you for being a piece of wood!