Chapter 12 People Whose Calls Screws the Mood

Chapter 12 People Whose Calls Screws the Mood

Why did Gu Qing Pei ask this, He Gu made a light cough: "What does Gu want to gossip about?"

Gu Qing Pei smirked in a cup: "Let's talk casually, I'm curious so you and Song Ju Han are alumni? You have known each other for many years?"

"Ten years."

"Oh, that's really long enough."

"Yeah." Ten years, He Gu felt some emotions depressing him.

Ten years sounded very long. Looking back and looking forward, it seems to be like seconds passing by. Many things seem to be still from yesterday. Sometimes He Gu wakes up from his sleep and suddenly he doesn't know where he is, how old he is. The more he feels that, the more time he feels his shorter his life gets

"You and him... it's really hard to think of you two together, it's not that you are not good looking, but that you seem to have no intersection with that circle."

"There is no intersection, only I knew him before he became famous."

"He was a classmate?"

"No, he was two years younger than me, I knew him through school activities." He Gu remembered this was from a decade ago, he was a little embarrassed.

"Then you became..." Gu Qing Pei was not too embarrassed to say everything, after all, the two of them are familiar.

He Gu smiled, "Hmm".

Gu Qing Pei raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to find a serious boyfriend?"

He Gu shook his head: "You know me, Mr. Gu, I am a certain character, I am bored easily and I do not like please other people. I think what I have is quite good now."

1]....... Except Song Ju Han

Gu Qing Pei looked at He Gu pretentious face and a cloudless expression. He remembered that Song Ju Han was full of hostility on the day and there was a hint of jealousy lover in his eyes, but he did not break it: "Also, it is nothing more than finding someone to be a companion, but telling the truth. You may think so now, it may not be possible to be like this in a few years. I used to think that it was so good, to be unrestrained and unburdened, but now I want to settle down even more and more. There should be a person for warm and cold days and not change."

"Yeah, lets talk when I change." If one day he really changed his mind, it would be a celebration to He Gu.

"What type do you like? You are in good condition. I can introduce some of my friends when you have time." Gu Qing Pei added: "You don't want to say that you love Song Ju Han. I grew up like that. I was looking the same things as you." He finished his eyes and smiled.

He Gu laughed: "In fact, I don't know." Does there has to be a type he likes? He has hardly considered this problem. His love has been set by Song Ju Han many years ago and Song Ju Han is unique and there is no talk about the type.

"Well, nothing, you have more time to bring people in the circle, you can't be too far from the moving times."

He Gu was smiling because what Gu Qing Pei said makes sense. Maybe if he knew more people. When He Gu sees the world more often, he will not be so narrowly surrounded by the wishful feelings. Of course, he does not feel that there is anything wrong with him. Who else is there? Can they really be a forever and benevolent, he just can't get someone.

Just chatting a few words, Gu Qing Pei talked about the thing he wanted to pull He Gu to another company. He Gu knew that this was the most important purpose of Gu Qing Pei invitation. Even deliberately revealing the sexual orientation and getting closer to each other, it was possible just to achieve this goal. However, his ability was affirmed. Of course, it was a good thing. The two of them talked very much and he really felt moved a little.

After the party that day, his relationship with Gu Qing Pei was much closer. He also had a deeper understanding of Gu Qing Pei's upcoming company transfer. After completing the cases in his hand, he planned to take a good rest for a while, seriously considering it.

Soon after it was his birthday, it was just the weekend, but he still woke up early as usual.

After breakfast, he received a call. Since his father passed away, the mother and son have only seen each other one time in more than ten years. The only connection between them is a phone call on his birthdays and a red envelope that he sent in the New Year. Even if he calls, he can't say anything, nothing more. It's like his mother is a vacant guest and a chilly reminder of the past, it was if it was a routine that had to be completed based on their blood relationship.

This year seems to be a little different. Her voice doesn't sound as spirited as it used to be and he asked her if he will be celebrating.

He Gu face wrinkled into a frown: "Mom, are you not feeling well?"

"Oh, low blood pressure, old problems, what about you?"

"I am OK."

"That's good... you are 28 years old now, time is going really fast."

"Yes."

There was a sigh on the other side of the phone: "Have a good birthday, remember to wear more clothes this time of time of the year."

"Well, you also pay attention to your body."

Hanging up the phone, He Gu fell on the sofa and sat there for a while.

His parent's marriage was a complete tragedy. His dad was a weak, undaunted bookmaker. His mother was a strong woman who can't be comfortable with the status quo if a house wife. Because of her principles and values, her husband was quite frightened by her words. He Gu was quite frightened when he was a child. Later he heard them quarreling. He went through the living room and back to the room to read books. The family of three lived in a small apartment, but it seems to be like in separate three worlds. It is difficult for them to integrate into each other's life. He probably has been getting more and more reticent since then.

He Gu prepared for the divorce possibility very early, but he did expect that his father's illness would be the divorce. After his father died, his mother was like a bird that finally got rid of the cage bars, fluttering in the wind and pursuing a better life and a better marriage. He has heard about his mother's status quo over the years, his mother is very strong and her new husband has a listed company, but these have nothing to do with him.

In the early years of his father's death and his mother's disregard, He Gu was still resentful, but now he is numb to that.

In fact, this is also very good, at least he does not have to face the blame of his parents and relatives because of sexual problems, no one cares about him, he is free.

He Gu grabbed the phone and sent a message to Xiao Song: [Ju Han is free today?]

After waiting for a long time, no response, he simply called and no one answered. He had to put down his mobile phone and turned to read the book.

Until noon, Xiao Song gave him a call: "Hey, Brother He Gu, sorry, we had an MV in the morning, I didn't hear the call."

"That's okay, are you busy now?"

"Almost a little, you have something you wanna ask?"

"It doesn't matter, I will wait until you are not busy."

"Want me to get Brother Han?"

"No that's okay."

Hanging up the phone, He Gu felt disappointed, he knew that Song Ju Han would not remember his promise, this big star was born with no heart, can't remember even if he is reminded again and again, the most important thing in his life is patience.

At the time of dinner, He Gu called Xiao Song again, no one answered and gave Song Ju Han a call. He also did not answer. He shook his mobile phone and threw it into the sofa. It seems that today is like every other day.

He tied the apron, cooked himself a bowl of longevity noodles, cut a few pieces of beef, sprinkled with fresh chopped green onion, put on a poached egg, steamed out of the pot, the light and warm fragrance scent floated into the breath, making him feel changed.

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Just as he ate two bites, a sudden sound came from the door, followed by the sound of the key twisting, He Gu stood up suddenly and walked quickly toward the door.

In the next second, the door opened and a Song Ju Han wearing sunglasses and a cap, wearing a dark red shorted down jacket, which lined up the two legs wrapped in the black jeans and he brought in a chill of cold air.... just as he walked in.

He Gu stopped, his heart seems to be gently beaten by something, crisp and numb, with a boundless warmth.

Song Ju Han held bags of things in his hand: "What do you stand there looking stupid, come over and pick these up."

He Gu reacted and he took the bag in his hand: "You, how come you?"

Song Ju Han took off his sunglasses and cap: "Didn't you said you wanted me to accompany you on your birthday?"

He Gu blinked his eyes and felt so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Song Ju Han sighed: "It's getting colder, I spent a day outside the MV and I was frozen."

He Gu put things down and wrapped his hand with Song Ju Han's hand: "The heating in the house is very good, just wait a little while."

Song Ju Han looked at the eyes full of smiles and joys. He was in a good mood and smiled and said, "Are you happy?"

He Gu sincerely said: "Happy, I didn't expect you to remember."

"I am not seventy or eighty, how can't I remember." In fact, Xiao Song suddenly remembered and reminded him, but looking at He Gu he was happy, there is no need to say that he had forgotten, he used his chin to point the bag at his feet: "This is me. Let Xiao Song go pick the gift."

"Thank you." Now there is a pile of golden stuffs lying on the ground. He did not look down at him for any reason, because his eyes are reluctant to leave Song Ju Han. In the past six years, such warm-hearted fragments have been made from time to time, even if only once or twice a year, it is like a charcoal fire in the cold winter, enough to warm him for a long time.

Song Ju Han glanced at the dinner table: "Do you eat this on your birthday?"

"I didn't expect you to come."

"Even if you had been by yourself, why not just buy a cake."

"I don't like to eat sweets."

Song Ju Han frowned: "Come, let me take you out for a big meal."

He Gu hold him: "Ju Han, it's cold outside, let's not go out, I'll cook another bowl of noodles, you can accompany me to eat here."

Song Ju Han looked at him with a chest: "Do you want to have a birthday like this?"

He Gu nodded: "This isn't bad."

"Well, it's your birthday." Song Ju Han suddenly found the big TV in the living room and his eyes lit up. "You changed the TV?"

"Were you not the one complaining it was too small before?"

"Are the games updated?"

He Gu showed a smile: "It's all updated, you can go play."

Song Ju Han took off his coat and threw it aside went playing the game.

He Gu looked at Song Ju Han nestling in the sofa, long legs on the coffee table, holding the gamepad, focusing on the look, the corner of the mouth can not suppress the rising smile, this picture is too perfect, too warm, as if Song Ju Han belongs here, belongs to this home. He smiled and walked into the kitchen.

He first cooked a cup of honey ginger tea for Song Ju Han, then cooked a bowl of noodles and then called Song Ju Han for dinner.

The two men sat facing each other, each guarding a bowl of longevity noodles, smiling at each other.

He Gu said: "Ju Han, I'm very happy you came to me today, if I knew you were coming, I would have surely prepared more special foods you love to eat."

Song Ju Han licked his mouth and the foxy eyes squinted: "You are what I love."

He Gu had a smile on his lips: "Good food."

Song Ju Han ate two bites: "Right, do you want to change car?"

"Ah? What car?"

"Your car...you have been driving it for four or five years. Would you like to change it? Today is your birthday. If you want something, you can say it."

"No, I am used to that one." He Gu is a state-owned enterprise employee after all. The current car is in line with his income and position and if he change a new car is not good... He might have to explain himself to the higher ups.

"What do you want?"

"Did you not came with gifts?" He Gu looked at the pile of gift bags "I will take a look at them later."

"Those don't count, you have been with me for so many years, don't be too polite." Song Ju Han stared at him for a moment.

He Gu smiled lightly: "I have food, drink, room and car. I really can't think of what I am missing."

Song Ju Han smiled: "You don't have to live so innocently." He often doesn't see why this person is sometimes simple and clear, sometimes his hidden things. Even Ju Han was surprised that he could stay with He Gu for so many years.

"There is no need to worry." The reason is that the tone is light and the mood is excellent.

In material terms, He Gu does not lack anything and in terms of spiritual satisfaction, only Song Ju Han can give him that, now the person is in front of his own eyes on his birthday and that is enough.

After eating full faces, Song Ju Han took the honey ginger tea and drank it and used his eyes to urge He Gu to open the gift.

He Gu put the gift bag on the coffee table and unpacked it, there are clothes, ties, watches, cufflinks, belts and several sets of men's skin care products, He Gu can't help but shake his head: "Xiao Song is a kid, this is more of a Gay men style."

"Don't say that, he says his girlfriend is like a shopping puppy." Song Ju Han picked up a tie and put it on He Gu neck. "Well, Xiao Song followed me for three years and his tastes are much better. Whenever you come to me, you wear a sweatshirt with dirts on them."

"It was not being picked up by you. You shouldn't be too strict with him. I think he did a good job." With Song Ju Han was in a good mood, He Gu quickly help Xiao Song by saying two good words, in all fairness, Xiao Song is good, the man temper is soft, smart and attentive. The main thing is that his tolerance is strong. Song Ju Han may find it hard to find an assistant who is more comfortable than this.

Song Ju Han smiled and said: "Well, he did a good job and I should raise his salary in the New Year." Song Ju Han pulled the tie, He Gu body leaned forward and four warm lips were stuck together.

Song Ju Han did not know why but after remembering He Gu and Zhuang Jie Yu's kiss, his heart was not good, he pulled He Gu by the back of the head, forcefully kissing the soft lips and then using the tip of the tongue to open the teeth, probing inside.

He Gu straighten his eyes, Song Ju Han rarely seldom kisses, most of the time, this is just a prelude to the bed stuff, his focus on this kiss, is what makes this quite unexpected, but also quite enjoyable.

I don't want think too much about it.

He grabbed Song Ju Han's neck and felt the rare kiss that I had invested his feelings in.

Song Ju Han stroked his back and gasped and said, "I want to give you the last chance, what do you want for your birthday?"

"I want you." He Gu push the man down on the sofa and his hands landed on Song Ju Han's shoulder.

The two people were looking at each other and the thick ringing of the mobile phone suddenly screamed, He Gu was confused, he wanted to pick up his own mobile phone, did not want to do anything with it, Song Ju Han naturally do not want to destroy this atmosphere, but then calling person was really persistentown mobile phone, did not want to do anything with it, Song Ju Han naturally do not want to destroy this atmosphere, but then calling person was really persistent, if one call he does not pick up the second call comes and when the second call does not get picked up the third time it continue to ring.

Song Ju Han finally got annoyed. He straightened He Gu waist and grabbed the phone on the coffee table: "Who is fucking bothering for so long?"

He was startled when he saw the name of the caller ID.

He Gu face looked red and gasped and asked: "Who is it?"

Song Ju Han's face was frozen and went from the summer spring to the ice cold in an instant, he sighed: "Feng Zheng!"

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