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Hang Jianxing pushed open the door and was a little strange when he saw the person coming. Why did Bernard come again?

Bernard didn't bring red wine this time, he had already given it in the afternoon, he looked around, but he didn't seem to find a good topic to talk about, so he squeezed out a sentence: "ava (Are you okay?)"

Hang Jianxing nodded naturally. He is not sick and he is not in disaster. What's wrong with standing in front of people?This person is very strange today.

Instead, Rong Luo stuck his head out and said to the two people at the door: "Okay, he is here to see me, isn't he young? Old Hang, tell him that I will see him tomorrow."

Hang Jianxing was a little puzzled, did Bernard think that Rong Luo had something to do with him?Even so, what does Rong Luo want to do?Rong Luo had a lot of ideas, but Hang Jianxing couldn't figure it out, so he told Bernard directly: "Ilditqu'ilvavousrendrevisitedemain. (He said he would visit you tomorrow.)"

Hearing this sentence, Bernard seemed relieved, and said goodnight to Hang Jianxing with a smile. After Hang Jianxing sent the person away, he directly ignored Rong Luo's thief-like smiling eyes and walked into the bedroom with his computer in his hand.

"Bonnenuit. (Good night.)"

Two days later, Rong Luo has been here for almost half a month, but there is no sign of him leaving. It's not that Hang Jianxing is stingy with entertaining him, but... this person is so annoying!

"When are you leaving?"

"We are old classmates after all. We haven't seen you for a long time, can't you stay with me for a few more days? You care so much about me eating more of your food! Besides, I don't take the initiative to cook, my cooking skills are much better than yours Don’t eat and drive me away, you will regret it!”

Although Rong Luo was telling the truth, Hang Jianxing couldn't help but choke him when he leaned aside: "I didn't think I could cook back then, but because of Quan Bai's boast, you went to ask for advice Your dad. Without me, how can you have your cooking skills?"

During the few days when Rong Luo was in the cabin, Hang Jianxing was not lonely at all, and it became fun to reveal his old background with Rong Luo every day, and no one could take advantage of the other.

Rong Luo was thinking about how to refute him, when there was another knock on the door, still in a hurry, seeing him go to open the door, Rong Luo yelled: "I said that your doorbell is inconspicuous, or that foreigners learn from Chinese Knock on the door and see you?" Hang Jianxing turned the doorknob, and Rong Luo put the dishes on the table, thinking whether to add some bowls and chopsticks?He shouted again: "I bet you, it must be that handsome foreign guy!"

Hang Jianxing's helpless smile froze at the moment when he opened the door and saw someone coming. He knew what Rong Luo was waiting for these days, and he was also waiting, waiting for the verdict.But when he really saw him, Hang Jianxing was still at a loss, even under the premise of being mentally prepared.

There is a door frame between them, and the door frame is written with seven years of history. It is inevitable that the mood of an old friend will fluctuate if they do not see each other for seven years, let alone two people who have been in a deep bond.They both drew each other deeply in their minds, and then the polishing of these years became blurred, and finally became clear again.

It turns out that you look like this now.

Zongzheng has not changed much in recent years except for his maturity. Hang Jianxing is really almost unrecognizable, whether it is temperament or dress.

Feeling that the silence at the door was outrageous, Rong Luo came over and was about to open his mouth to complain about them, but when he saw this rare visitor, he immediately turned his head in fright.His movement also brought the two standing still back to their senses. For them, the ten seconds just now were extremely long, so long that they had already looked back on their past seven years.

"Come and sit first."

Hang Jianxing invited Zongzheng in, and he stepped into the house with a blank expression. If his eyes weren't rolling, he would have thought he was a robot now.Zongzheng looked around and came to the conclusion: this person is very good at enjoying life, this is what he wants.Knowing that this person is doing well, one should be relieved, but why add a bit of hatred?

Within 2 minutes, Rong Luo had already come out of the back room with a suitcase in his hand, and he moved so swiftly that Hang Jianxing was a little speechless.

"I... the handsome foreign guy I just mentioned is actually my friend, and I'm going to find him now!" If Zongzheng heard it, this explanation feels like there is no silver 300 taels here; It's not a good thing, anyway, Hang Jianxing's face is completely dark, "Besides, I've been sleeping in the living room these days, brother, please don't worry! Farewell!"

Rong Luo has completely left himself, this is the revolutionary friendship between him and Hang Jianxing!Hang Jianxing gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, this person has gone completely now, throwing all the blame on himself, this person has a bad life, he must be dragged to hell, and he will get it back sooner or later!

Zongzheng didn't seem to care about Rong Luo's words. When Hang Jianxing turned his head and glanced quietly, he was really uncertain. Seven years later, he couldn't guess what he would think or how he would think.

Looking at a table of dishes next to him, Hang Jianxing asked for something to say: "You ordered here, you probably haven't eaten, so sit down and have a meal first, and we'll talk about other things later."

Rong Luo's cooking skills are comparable to those of Michelin chefs, but Hang Jianxing's meal was tasteless. Zongzheng has been staring at him since he sat down, like watching a prey.But he didn't have any words or actions, and was terribly quiet. Hang Jianxing knew that this was the calm before the storm, so he kept tensing the strings in his heart and waited for him to attack.

But until dusk, when Zongzheng stood by the window where Hang Jianxing was photographed, he didn't say a word.Zongzheng only saw the photo, but never the scene outside the window. It turned out that there was nothing but depression.

In fact, Zongzheng himself didn't know what to say. In the past so many years, he had scolded him many times in his heart. When we actually met him, he couldn't handle his feelings.

Hang Jianxing came with a cup of bitter coffee, the taste should have not changed, handed it to the man, smelled the familiar smell together, only heard him say: "It's almost night, where do you want to rest?" Hang Jianxing When he saw the man's cold gaze when he asked, he immediately thought that this was a proposition, and the sudden suffocation made him quickly change his words: "My room is a bit messy, I'll clean it up first."

The coffee was stuffed directly into Zongzheng's arms without spilling, and the temperature was just right. Zongzheng saw the man fleeing in a hurry, and suddenly wanted to step forward and hug him. He didn't want to see the back of this person leaving!Veins popped out of the hand holding the cup, but he still held back, turned his head and looked at the dusk outside the window, drank a cup of coffee, his mouth was full of bitterness, this is the real feeling.

When the darkness fell, Hang Jianxing hid in the room for a long time. When Zongzheng came in, he was so scared that he immediately put down the computer, then picked up the towel and a change of clothes next to him and walked around him, "I'll take a shower first."

And in the bathroom, he just turned on the faucet and let the water flow, stood in front of the mirror holding a toothbrush in a daze, one ear was still paying attention to the movement outside, and checked from time to time whether he had closed the door properly. Half an hour passed in fear. Couldn't delay getting wet before walking out.

When I walked into the bedroom, I suddenly found that this person had already packed a suitcase and placed it in the most obvious position, which meant it was self-evident.Originally, I wanted to ask him politely if he wanted to take a bath, but it seemed unnecessary.

"Do you want to sleep here all night? I will leave with you tomorrow."

Extra arguments are useless to Zongzheng, since he has already been found, it is impossible for him to escape.Hang Jianxing is completely relaxed now, no matter what Zongzheng wants to do to him, it doesn't matter.It's like returning to the boy who gave up on himself again.

Although he said so and thought so, when he and Zongzheng were lying on the same bed together, he still couldn't sleep peacefully.When he closes his eyes, he will think of those unbearable memories, he will think of his father falling to his death, and his mother's painful years in the hospital... Those years are undoubtedly the darkest memories, and he doesn't want to repeat them.

Sleeping with their backs facing each other, the two of them were thinking about their own concerns, neither of them took the initiative to bring up the past. This is the only common ground and tacit understanding between them.Zongzheng was facing the waning moon at the window, and the soft light shone in, only then did he remember that this person had even overcome his fear of the dark.In those years when he left him, he really lived a good life, compared to being by his side...

Stop thinking about it like this!

He will shake himself!Two kinds of thinking will affect his own judgment, he will not regret it in the future unless he chooses to tie up his successors!He has to remember that he has never been a compassionate person, especially for him!Love has already been given once, there is no need for people to have a chance to hurt themselves again.

In the early morning of the next day, Hang Jianxing was woken up by Zongzheng, but his sleepy eyes met the eyes of the man who was holding back his anger. He didn't understand that he was only sleeping, so there was something wrong?He didn't fall into a drowsy sleep until midnight yesterday. It's only six o'clock, and the sun hasn't risen yet. He is diligent!

Half an hour later, when Hang Jianxing finished packing everything and looked at the house, he felt for a moment that it had not been fully occupied for two months. This was his shallow blessing.

"Can I come back?" Hang Jian walked to the biggest hourglass, turned it upside down, and it would be drained in a week, and then remembered the character of the person behind him, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Close the door, put the key in a flower bed on the right, and have already sent a text message to Rong Luo. This small villa is fully handled by him. I hope he can come more in the future, and treat it as one of my own thoughts.

I also want to say goodbye to the seven years of wandering.