thoughtful

The sky was getting dark, and the street lights on the highway were turned on one by one. Song Sifan drove the car intently, and the scenery outside the window reversed into a fast silhouette along the way.

At this time, City B is like a silent monster, with steel as its bones and superficiality as its skin, and illusions of luxury and gold are flowing everywhere.On this huge stage, how many people are performing their own joys and sorrows, but unfortunately there is no audience, everyone is just their own protagonist.

Lei Meng turned his head to look at Song Sifan next to him. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, just guessing the expression on his face, it would be impossible to tell that he had just lost love.If he didn't say it, if he didn't see it, this relationship that ended without a disease would be buried deeply by him like this, and no one would know.No matter how painful the feelings are, they will not leave a trace in this city.

Recalling the conversation between Song Sifan and Li Keran just now, Lei Meng couldn't hold back after persisting for a while, and asked hesitantly, "Who...is Director Chen?"

"It's the female director of the previous TV series."

Lei Meng thought of the woman who got into the same car with Li Keran in the underground garage of Longxing, it should be her.

"I saw it before..."

Song Sifan made a sharp turn, the wine-red BMW rubbed against the car next to him, and turned [-] degrees, "Don't say it, I know it all."

Lei Meng quickly grabbed the armrest to avoid being thrown out, "You already knew?"

"Well. A little earlier than you." Song Sifan turned on the turn signal and slowly turned into a small alley.

"You don't let go of this?" Lei Meng always thought that Song Sifan didn't know, but he didn't expect that he not only knew but also indulged him for so long.

"It's hard to let go," Song Sifan parked the car and unbuckled his seat belt. He stroked his bangs, his expression dimmed under the dim street lights. "It's easy to let go of a relationship because you don't love deeply enough."

Lei Meng was speechless for a while, this remark would kill many people with a stick, "What you said is so reasonable that I can't refute it..."

When he arrived at the destination, Lei Meng couldn't help feeling that "Old Times" was indeed the favorite of Zia's high-level executives. There was Xu Yao in the front and Song Sifan in the back.

"I said, why do you all like to come to this place? You also like the tune of this old song?" Today the bar played "Happy Breakup", and Raymond couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the resident singer.

"Happy breakup, please be happy, bid farewell to the wrong talent and meet the right one..."

"What does it have to do with the song? Their cocktails are the best in City B, you can try more." Song Sifan sat on the bar and beckoned for the bartender.

"What would Mr. Song want to drink today?"

"FROZEN BLUEMARGARITA, thank you."

The bartender scribbled it down in a small notebook, and then asked Raymond, "Mr. Ray or soda water?"

"Hmm..." He didn't even ask the standard question about what to drink. Lei Meng was a little embarrassed, and he motioned to Song Sifan, "You don't mind if I don't drink alcohol with you?"

Song Sifan tugged on his tie, "You can do whatever you want."

What the bartender put in front of Song Sifan was a very rare wine glass, with a narrow body on the long and slender feet, and then the body of the glass extended outwards abruptly, forming a beautiful arc.The shape of the whole cup is like an upside-down girl tube top tutu, filled with ice blue liquid.

Song Sifan leaned on the bar and drank sips, showing no emotions.He clearly loves so deeply, but still pretends to be indifferent when breaking up.

Raymond suddenly felt a little sorry for this man, and he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.He often comforts heterosexuals who are broken in love, but he has never comforted gays who are broken in love.

"How about..." Lei Meng looked at Song Sifan hesitantly, "Cry out and vent? I can lend you my shoulder."

Song Sifan looked at him dumbfounded, "Can you comfort the lovelorn?"

Raymond scratched his hair, and gave up comforting a broken-hearted GAY, "I just don't think it's necessary for you to be for such a person."

Song Sifan took a sip of the wine, and the ice blue cocktail was covered with a layer of gold under the light, "He was not like this before."

Raymond's curiosity was aroused again, "What was he like before?"

"When I was studying for an MBA in the United States, he was studying in the acting department. I saw his charity performance at school. When he was not popular, he was serious about everything and wanted to be an actor. He was very innocent and cute. He Later, he finished his studies and returned to Porcelain Country to develop. Before his debut, he promised me that there would only be my name next to his name. Now he finally couldn’t resist and broke his promise.”

Lei Meng didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say brightly, "There are many people who are popular."

"Is the human heart really that easy to change?"

Raymond thought for a while, "It's not all, like my father and my mother, we have been married for 30 years and quarreled every day to get divorced. We have never divorced. There is still true love in the world!"

"Really? I'm so envious."

Lei Meng couldn't see his depression, and took out his trump card to comfort his male friend, "Hey, don't think about it so much! Just go and take care of yourself after drinking!"

Song Sifan smiled, and looked over with phoenix eyes, "Me? Go to the general health care?"

Lei Meng suddenly realized that he was gay, "Your circle is so chaotic, there is always a male version of the big health care."

His tone was firm, Song Sifan clinked glasses with him, saw him sip water into his mouth, and asked leisurely, "Have you been there?"

"I didn't!" Lei Meng almost choked to death with a sip of water, and quickly clarified his innocence as a straight man.

Song Sifan smiled and continued to drink silently. He drank the shallow glass of wine very slowly, the usual laziness disappeared, and the melancholy seemed to melt into the blue in the glass.

It turns out that homosexuality is no different from heterosexuality... Raymond drank soda and peeked at him through the glass, and he would get hurt, lovelorn, and change his mind just the same.Love in this world is the same, but people's hearts are different.

In the end Lei Meng couldn't stand it anymore, he patted Song Sifan on the shoulder, and said to him seriously, "Don't miss it, there are so many little girls in this world, there are so many fresh meats waiting for you!"

Song Sifan put down his wine glass, and he said with certainty, "I don't miss it."

"You don't miss you being in such a dead state?"

"I don't miss it, I just feel sad." Song Sifan turned his head and looked at Lei Meng seriously, "I'm really hard to trust."

When he said this, his brown eyes were sparkling, and his handsome face was calm, as if the melancholy just now was just a momentary dazzle of Raymond.

"Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find better..."

Lei Meng was dazzled by the background music. He would rather Song Sifan still be as melancholy as he was, and he didn't want to see him pretending to be calm. When his mind became hot, he approached him with a playful smile and said, "You can... entrust it to me ?”

Song Sifan didn't seem to understand his joke, but just looked at him with brown eyes, the seriousness in his eyes made Raymond panic, and he repeated, "You?"

Lei Meng flinched a little, but how could he easily admit what he said? With Song Sifan's certainty of agreeing, he stiffened his neck and nodded, "Yes."

Song Sifan smiled, this smile was so real that Lei Meng was terrified, and he said, "Okay."

Raymond panicked all of a sudden, quickly waved his hands, and said incoherently, "Don't! Don't I'm just joking! You have a lot of adults, but don't take it seriously! You know me...I'm not..."

Song Sifan smiled, and turned around as if nothing had happened, "I was just joking too."

Raymond breathed a sigh of relief, feeling embarrassed again, hating his own damn curiosity.

He said he was drunk, but in fact Song Sifan only drank a glass of wine.Seeing him put down his cup and get up to leave, Lei Meng looked at him incredulously, "Leave now?"

"Yeah, you still want to stay and drink soda?"

"No, I mean you, don't you want to get drunk after falling in love? Is that enough?"

"Didn't you say so?" Song Sifan finished paying for the drink, took out the BMW key ring and threw it to Lei Meng, "Don't miss it."

Raymond started the car, and asked in the low roar of the car, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Turn grief into strength and focus on your career." Song Sifan lazily nestled on the leather seat, "Isn't that what you told me when you persuaded me to break up?"

"You mean you're finally ready to start cleaning up the mess in the project management department?" Raymond was a little excited after thinking about it.

"Yeah...it's almost time." Song Sifan closed his eyes and pretended to be going to sleep.

"How are you going to clean the portal?" Raymond's eager curiosity revived again.

Song Sifan opened his eyes and looked at Lei Meng, "Why did you switch to Xu Yao?"

Without any precautions... Raymond just suffered a knowing blow.

Song Sifan raised the corner of his mouth slyly, "Come to my project management department and I'll tell you."

To be honest, project management is Lei Meng’s true love. It’s not that he never thought about changing departments after Song Sifan left, but just thinking about the scene where he and Xu Yao handed over the department’s application one day, he felt that the picture was so beautiful that he dared not look.

Raymond forced a smile, "I would like to... but I dare not..."

He didn't want to go because he mistakenly thought that Song Sifan was a sissy. After contacting him, he found that besides his attractive appearance, his personality was a bit strange but he didn't put on airs. After everything is cleaned up, I should be able to cooperate happily with myself.

"Just wait." Song Sifan closed his eyes again, "But before that, there are still some preparations to be done."

"what?"

Song Sifan adjusted his sleeping position, "Drive your car properly."

The author has something to say: Promise me, don’t give up rice cakes even if you can’t get high energy, okay? T_T

When this book is finished, I must open a full-time cool and aggressive attack on the protagonist.