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Chapter 8

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    After running away from Song Juhan¡¯s house, I couldn¡¯t hold on for some reason.

    Fortunately, there was no one around at night, otherwise it would have been really ugly with his pants held up.

    He ran back to the car in embarrassment, started the car eagerly, and drove home.

    Halfway through the drive, he suddenly remembered that Song Juhan gave him the car. Suddenly his stomach churns, he turned the steering wheel and stopped the car sharply on the side of the road.

    He leaned back on the chair tiredly and slowly closed his eyes.

    In the past six years, Song Juhan had been very kind to him. His house, car, expensive gifts from time to time, and red envelopes during the holidays had all been indispensable to him. When he was in a good mood, he would hug him and give him tender affection.  Generally speaking, as long as they could tolerate their unstable tempers, the two of them were in harmony, and Song Juhan had not treated him badly.

    As for Song Juhan sleeping with others and spreading scandals, that was beyond his control. Just as he said to Feng Zheng, it was not Song Juhan's fault that Song Juhan didn't like him. There was no commitment or agreement between the two of them. He was very sober.  He knew deeply that the pain he experienced from Song Juhan was all caused by his indifference and his willingness to do so.

    He thought that after so many years of running-in, he could tolerate Song Juhan's many misdeeds, but today he still underestimated how much of a bastard Song Juhan was.

    He took out half a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, and after searching for a long time, he found a lighter.

    Because Song Juhan didn¡¯t like it, he would hide it even if he wanted to smoke a cigarette.

    He opened the car window and let the cold and wet wind rush in. Smoke rose slightly, blurring his vision.  As the smell of nicotine circulated in his lungs, he felt that his chaotic brain was also sobering up under the stimulation of tobacco.

    It¡¯s really ridiculous. His feelings for Song Juhan are a joke no matter how you look at them.  This joke hung like a guillotine above his head. For many years, he had been waiting for the guillotine to fall, for Song Juhan to say goodbye to him. He had been preparing for that day, and now, he felt that that day was not far away.

    The phone rang suddenly, and for some reason his heart trembled. He quickly took it over and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He let out a breath and answered the phone: "Hello?"

    "Why, it's me." Feng Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

    "Well, tell me." He Yi's voice was very cold. This was how he usually behaved. After the verbal conflict that day, it was even more impossible to give Feng Zheng a good look.

    ¡°I want to apologize to you for what happened that day.¡±

    "nothing."

    "I have your umbrella here. I'll give it back to you when you have time."

    "It's just an umbrella, no need."

    Feng Zheng smiled bitterly: "I just want an excuse to see you again, please give me face."

    Why He sighed: "Feng Zheng, what do you want to do?"

    Feng Zheng's enthusiasm can't help but make people think wrongly. Six years have passed and Feng Zheng has no need to be attentive to him.  But he still didn't believe that Feng Zheng's old love for him was unresolved.

    There was silence on the other end of the phone: "I just miss you a little and the good times we had in the past."

    He Yi's heart suddenly felt a little sour, and he couldn't help but recall the moments when he and Feng Zheng were in college. They really had a good time, although most of the time they were just ambiguous, and they broke up on bad terms in the end.  It¡¯s also very uncomfortable.  The only two people he has ever had feelings for in his life are Feng Zheng and Song Juhan. He is a very long-term person, otherwise he would not have liked someone for so long. In his heart, Feng Zheng has always been placed in a sunny place.  In the corner, those were the green years that could never be returned. Because they were really beautiful, he couldn't be too cold to this man.

    Feng Zheng said again: "I promise not to mention you and Song Juhan again. Can we be friends?"

    "You" He He said helplessly: "If you do what you say, we will still be friends."

    Feng Zheng smiled: "I'll do what I say. Whenever I'm free, I'll treat you to dinner."

    "Just wait until you finish the case at hand. There are too many things going on recently."

    "What are you doing now? It doesn't sound like you're at home."

    Why He was startled for a moment, "Well, I just finished working overtime and am going home."

    "I'm at a friend's bar, not far from your company. Come over for a drink?"

    ¡°No, I¡¯m too tired today, and I don¡¯t even know anyone.¡±

    "You're still so afraid of contact with strangers." Feng Zheng chuckled and said, "Are you afraid even if I'm around?" There was clearly a hint of imperceptible doting in his voice.

    "It's not a question of whether I'm afraid or not, it's just that I'm a little tired."

    "Well, then you go back and have a good rest. I'll meet you another day."

    &Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing became much calmer.

    Why He looked at his slightly trembling eyelashes and thought of his willful and irritable appearance, couldn't help but raise a wry smile at the corners of his lips.  Song Juhan liked to give him massages. In order to give Song Juhan another reason to stay with him, he deliberately learned massage. In fact, he had made a lot of efforts to get closer to Song Juhan, but Song Juhan probably would never know about it in his lifetime.

    After pressing for a while, Song Juhan really calmed down, and He He quickly poured him a glass of water.

    Song Juhan took a sip of water, opened his eyes and looked at He He: "When did your relationship with Xiao Song become so good?"

    ¡°We¡¯re not doing very well.¡±

    Song Juhan smiled sarcastically: "Didn't you ask Xiaosong to call you here today? Do you think I didn't know you called him at night? I was right next to him at the time."

    I don¡¯t know how to explain why, so I just acquiesced.

    Song Juhan sneered, with a somewhat proud tone: "It's only half a month, I thought you would last longer."

    Why is my heart a little blocked and my head is so heavy that I can¡¯t lift it up.

    Song Juhan took another sip of water, then suddenly put the water glass on the table, roughly grabbed He Yi's hair, forced him to raise his head, and covered it with his hot lips.

    Why a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

    Song Juhan arbitrarily swept through He He's mouth before letting him go.

    He He licked his lips and looked at Song Juhan unblinkingly with a pair of black and white eyes.

    Why did the slightly confused look when he licked his lips make Song Juhan's heart tremble: "You miss me, don't you?" He pinched Song Juhan's chin, and his lofty eyes seemed to be looking at his own belongings.

    Why nodded.

    "How much do you want?"

    ¡°I think about it every day.¡±

    Song Juhan stretched out his finger and tapped He Yi's heart: "Do you want me more here" Then moved his other hand down and pinched He Yi's waist, "Or do you want me more here?"

    He He held his face and kissed him tenderly: "I want it all."

    Song Juhan smiled, and his mood suddenly improved a lot. He knew why he couldn't live without him.

    Why did he show a faint smile: "Let's go home."

    Song Juhan didn¡¯t move. He gently stroked He Yi¡¯s face with his slender fingers, his eyes bottomless: ¡°Did Zhuang Jieyu tell you what I am playing with others?¡±

    Why¡¯s smile froze.

    Song Juhan curled his lips and smiled: "It's true. Sometimes I get tired even halfway through the process. It's too disappointing, so I just found two." He approached He He, and his red lips carefully traced He He's lips.  Line, "But I never take you to play, do you know why?"

    Why was his face expressionless and he said in a deep voice: "I'm not playing."

    "There's nothing you can do if you want to, I won't allow it." Song Juhan pinched He Yi's face: "You are very clean, you have been following me since you graduated from college, and your life circle is also very simple. I don't like cheating, so I like  Your cleanliness. Got it? Don't let anyone touch you, because that's your only advantage."

    Why is it that when I look at my favorite face, I feel that it is blurry, so blurry that I can hardly see it clearly.  His heart throbbed like a suffocation, making it difficult to form words.  In the end, he just nodded calmly. His face was like a mask with an iron wall, blocking the sword from the outside and blocking his emotions from the inside.

    Song Juhan frowned slightly when he looked at He Yiyun's calm appearance, and kissed him angrily: "Let's go home."

    He He stood up and walked behind Song Juhan. Looking at the back, even a back seemed to be radiating light.

    He spent ten years following this figure. He tried his best to get closer and closer, but it was nothing more than that. The gap between the two people would never disappear. Even if he caught a piece of Song Juhan's clothes,  What can be changed?

    Why took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing.

    In fact, it was almost as he guessed. Song Juhan had not broken up with him for so many years because he was just doing it - loving comfort and safety - safety in every sense. He neither went out to mess around, nor talked nonsense, let alone  It will cause trouble for Song Juhan.  Song Juhan's words today only confirmed his suspicion, nothing more.

    In fact, he felt that he and Song Juhan were in exchange of equal value.  Song Juhan obtained safe sex from him, and he obtained companionship from Song Juhan. Both of them got what they wanted, and they were both happy.

    As for the pain and despair he felt, it had nothing to do with anyone else. Just like his love for Song Juhan, it was only his business.

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