I Won’t Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes from his sleep.

He sat and rubbed his face: “…fuck.”

Why did he dream of the bad things that happened back then?

That night, he thought he would be done by Han Tingfeng. This idiot probably use the medicine for the first time, and the dosage was too small. When he lay on the hotel bed, he almost recovered his strength.

It was he who beat Han Tingfeng to death, lifted the tables, chairs and stools of the hotel, and even shattered the vase in the corner of the room.

After that, he blocked the contact information of Han Tingfeng’s, and they didn’t see each other again. Later, he heard that Han Tingfeng lived in the country and immigrated abroad, so he reluctantly put this matter down from his heart.

Even though he is gay, his friends who grew up with him since he was a child still tried to force him.

——This is too fucking disgusting.

For Jiang Zhao, this incident was not only disgusting, but also a betrayal that made him feel very ashamed. So he didn’t tell anyone about it, including his parents.

But ten years later, when Jiang Zhao was about to eliminate this person from his life, Han Tingfeng came again.

Jiang Zhao wrinkled his brows and picked up his phone, and when he opened the screen, he saw a message from Xiao Siye: “You shouldn’t blame me, right?”

There is also an aggrieved cat expression.

Jiang Zhao wanted to laugh inexplicably, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and replied, “Nice job.”

Seconds later, Xiao Siye gave him a thumbs up.

Jiang Zhao sent ‌‌an emoji package of a brother and a younger brother: Go, get rid of him.jpg

Xiao Siye understood: I got it, sir.jpg

This time, after throwing emojis at each other, Jiang Zhao lowered his head and smiled for a long time, feeling a lot better.

There was nothing to do today, thinking that Han Tingfeng and Xiao Siye were both in the hospital, he simply ran to his job and went to see his father at night.

Jiang Zhao’s studio is located in an office building in the Beijing business district, with three floors up and down, and a separate passenger elevator leads to these three floors. He is not a person who likes to do business, and the opening of this studio is only a side effect of his main business, so there are very few people who sign in the studio, and most of them are the younger generation he is more optimistic about, and they are familiar with him. All-day long, he shouted one brother at a time, like his own brothers and sisters.

The studio includes a gym, conference room, dance studio, etc. He skillfully walked to his office, right on the way to the door of the dance studio. The two girls inside who were pressing their legs saw him and greeted him excitedly: “Brother Jiang!”

Jiang Zhao nodded his head: “Come on, practice, Ran Ran, Qiqi.”

The two girls giggled, nodded, and started to stretch their bodies again.

Jiang Zhao was about to continue walking when the phone in his pocket rang.

He paused in his footsteps and answered, “Hello?”

“He just left,” Xiao Siye’s voice was distorted and more magnetic on the phone, “Are you coming to the hospital today?”

Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, “He left, so are you?”

Xiao Siye laughed softly: “No, I’ve been in the hospital all morning. If you want to gain goodwill, then follow through to the end.”

Jiang Zhao was amazed: “You’re very dedicated, the boss is very satisfied. No, I’m in the studio now, I’ll go back in the afternoon.”

Before Xiao Siye could speak, he took over and said, “Oh, yes, the conditions you said before have been counted twice so far. What do you want?”

He is not a Jiang Papi who oppresses employees. Since he has already agreed on the conditions, he will definitely fulfill it.

Xiao Siye paused and said, “Give me a day first and let me think about it.”

Jiang Zhao said, “Then you’d better hurry up, I don’t have much patience.”

“No problem,” Xiao Siye smiled, “I won’t embarrass you.”

Jiang Zhao: “How can you still be hard on me?”

Xiao Siye deliberately said: “Not necessarily, boss, maybe it’s something you can’t promise?”

Jiang Zhao snorted coldly: “Even if you want to ride a rocket and go side by side with the sun, I’ll contact the Aviation Administration for you, okay?”

Xiao Siye was also silent for two seconds, then smiled lightly, “Okay.”

After hanging up, Jiang Zhao walked to the office.

And just after he left, the two girls in the dance studio began to whisper: “You said, who did Brother Jiang call?”

“I can’t hear it, but Brother Jiang’s tone sounds a little happy?”

“God, could it be that… Brother Jiang is in love?!”

Ran Ran opened her eyes, she tried her best to think for a while, and muttered, “Yes, Brother Jiang usually hates chatting with people on the phone, but just now I haven’t seen him be annoyed after talking for ten minutes.”

“I don’t know who is so lucky woo woo woo,” Qiqi looked like she was about to cry, “My cp can’t be?”

Ran Ran wondered, “Which pair?”

Qiqi looked around, left and right, and then, like a thief, clicked and said, “That’s right, the boss and…”

Ran Ran was silent for a moment: “But, isn’t this the boss’s rival?”

Qiqi shook her: “But they are really good! Look! The senior and junior of a school, the two youngest movie stars in the front and rear of the film industry, fans pull each other every day, every family when they thought the king didn’t see the king…they lived in private! Eat together! They even raised a cat!!”

She looked for a blue-eyed puppet from Jiang Zhao’s Weibo not long ago, and Xiao Siye’s little puppet on Weibo last year: “Look! This is the cat! Ooooooooo sweet!”

Ran Ran: “…but the all puppet cats seem to look alike.”

Qiqi: “Then watch this again! The movie clip of Brother Jiang that Emperor Xiao liked before! He must have watched it all!”

Ran Ran: “Hey, he didn’t cancel the like.”

Qiqi: “I still have the earrings that Brother Jiang wore before and the ring that Emperor Xiao wore before! You can’t find the style on the Internet! It must be a couple’s style designed by them!”

Ran Ran: “It really looks like a model…”

Qiqi: “And the shoulder stickers they put on the podium of the Golden Orchid Awards! Ah, ah, ah, I’ve watched it a hundred times!”

Ran Ran: “…Wow.”

Qiqi said unequivocally: “They are real!”

Ran Ran nodded in a trance: “It’s true!”

In the office ten meters away, Jiang Zhaotu sneezed two times in a row, a little puzzled, and wrapped his jacket tightly:

“Who is scolding me?”

–

Rehearsal night.

The rehearsal for the New Year’s Eve party this time was also very smooth, and it went all the way to Jiang Zhao’s program. He stood in the backstage with no expression, and watched Han Tingfeng finish the performance and walked off the stage.

Passing by his side, Han Tingfeng smiled, stopped, and said, “Don’t forget about tonight, Xiao Zhao.”

Jiang Zhao: “I have a good memory.”

Han Tingfeng nodded: “Then what shall we eat? French, or Italian? Or our favorite when we were young…”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao took the microphone and walked onto the stage.

Han Tingfeng had to shut up. His eyes fell on Jiang Zhao’s back, and gradually darkened.

Not far from the corner, Xiao Siye had a panoramic view of all this.

The amber eyes moved, and then he closed his eyelashes, and the light of thought flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

Jiang Zhao never liked to sing and dance on the stage, but at this moment, he desperately hoped that a song that only lasted for four minutes could go slower, preferably forty or fifty minutes.

When the lights dimmed, the director was already urging him in his headset, so he had to follow behind the dancer, reluctantly walking offstage.

The next show is Xiao Siye. Jiang Zhao hoped that he could have a few words with him, and Xiao Siye also stopped in his footsteps as he wished:

“If you need anything, remember to call me, boss.”

The man’s voice rubbed the tip of his ear, and the little fluff on Jiang Zhao’s ear immediately stood up. He glanced at Xiao Siye: “Are you loving this job a little too much?”

Xiao Siye smiled: “After all, I am dedicated.”

Jiang Zhao was speechless and glanced at him.

Being interrupted by Xiao Siye, Jiang Zhao’s mood was barely better, although he still had a bad face when facing Han Tingfeng.

“Sit in my car?” After walking to the rehearsal scene, Han Tingfeng made an inviting gesture to him.

Jiang Zhao turned his head and instructed Zuo Xiaoqiu and Xiao Hu: “You can just go directly, let the driver wait for my message and come pick me up when the time comes.”

Putting it all together, Zuo Xiaoqiu definitely wanted to nag him, but it was rare today that he didn’t talk much. After agreeing, he walked to the nanny car. Xiao Hu hurriedly followed him and waved along the way: “Then let’s go first, Brother Jiang, drink less!”

Jiang Zhao thought to himself that it was selfish, and he would never touch any glass of wine handed by Han Tingfeng in his life.

Han Tingfeng elegantly opened the car door for him, Jiang Zhao got into the car neatly, pulled his seat belt, and Han Tingfeng closed the car door for him again.

From the beginning to the end, he didn’t even look at Han Tingfeng, as if he was just a dispensable service staff.

Han Tingfeng wasn’t angry either, still smiling, and came to the driver’s seat: “Where do you want to go?”

Jiang Zhao was expressionless: “As you wish.”

Han Tingfeng nodded: “Then I’ll choose. I hope you like it, Xiao Zhao.”

Jiang Zhao looked out the window but didn’t look at him at all.

Han Tingfeng turned on the stereo, and a soothing serenade barely eased the quiet and awkward atmosphere in the car. Jiang Zhao looked at the stream-like traffic under the viaduct outside the window. The night above was so dark that even the moon was hiding in the clouds.

He suddenly remembered the time when he lived in Y City, the small village did not have the prosperity of the city, nor the bright lights, but as long as he looked up, he could see the stars in the sky.

Han Tingfeng chose a French restaurant. The whole restaurant only had lights in the center. Under the golden light, there was a table that was neatly arranged and only waited for guests to be seated.

A tablecloth made of silver and white silk, rose petals scattered in the center, a violin was played in the corner, and two white candles were lit on the table.

The atmosphere was very romantic, but as long as he thought about who invited him, Jiang Zhao felt that the whole restaurant was strange.

He sat down indifferently, and the well-trained waiters quietly pushed the dining cart from the dark corner and brought them aperitifs.

“This is the cherry wine I kept in a French winery,” Han Tingfeng said softly, “I remember, you like cherries very much.”

Jiang Zhao raised his hand and pressed it on the mouth of his wine glass to stop the waiter’s movements: “No, I recently quit drinking.”

Han Tingfeng made a gesture of kindness to the waiter: “No problem, please change to juice, thank you.”

A minute later, Jiang Zhao looked at the mango juice in front of him, his expression still indifferent.

“Don’t you like it?” Han Tingfeng said with a smile, “You used to drink mango juice the most, Xiao Zhao.”

Jiang Zhaowang looked confident, and suddenly laughed:

“Han Tingfeng, can you tell me? Ten years can change a person’s preferences and living habits.”

“You think you understand me very well,” he leaned back in his chair with a trace of contempt in his eyes, “but you don’t say anything.”

Han Tingfeng’s smile froze for a moment, and then he said, “It’s okay. Xiao Zhao, today’s meal will definitely satisfy you.”

Jiang Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he lowered his head and turned on his mobile phone to play a single-player game.

One dish after another was brought to the table by the waiter. Jiang Zhao ate two mouthfuls in a perfunctory manner and threw the knife and fork.

Just following the dishes from the appetizer to the main course, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He thought that Han Tingfeng just happened to remember some of his hobbies. For example, he likes the taste of cherry wine and likes to drink mango juice. This is his habit ten years ago, and he is a nostalgic person what Han Tingfeng said it is not surprising.

But when he saw that the ingredients that he had only preferred this year were also brought to the table, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

How could Han Tingfeng say that he likes these?

He ate in silence until dessert when the waiter brought a chocolate Savarin cake.

Jiang Zhao didn’t move, so he threw his fork.

The sound of the silver fork colliding with the plate was clear and crisp, and Jiang Zhao’s face was as cold as frost: “Why do you say that?”

This is the dessert he liked just a month ago, and there is only one store in the entire capital that sells it.

Han Tingfeng, a person who has been away from China for ten years, how could he tell his preferences?

Or… His every move is under Han Tingfeng’s attention?

As soon as this idea appeared, Jiang Zhao was in a cold sweat.

On the other hand, Han Tingfeng looked innocent: “Xiao Zhao, what are you talking about?”

“You mean, I’ve been quietly monitoring you, and that’s why I told you what kind of cake you like?” He spread his hands, “How could I do such a thing? It’s illegal in China, You said it too. Maybe it’s just the telepathy between us.”

Jiang Zhao was so disgusted by him that he lowered his head, and just as he was about to give the driver a message, he suddenly remembered that Xiao Siye that he could call him.

Seconds later, he opened the chat window with ‌Xiao Siye: “[‌delivery ‌location] Here, come and pick me up.”

After finishing the news, his mood calmed down a bit, and he sneered at Han Tingfeng: “Telepathy? Didn’t we you just go to elementary school?”

Han Tingfeng smiled and said, “In elementary school, we did have a lot of such telepathy.”

It was the most annoying for him to mention it. He didn’t have any appetite after seeing the cake, so he sat in the seat with his arms folded: “After this meal is over, you will provoke my family again, if you don’t want them to know the things that happened back then stop.”

Han Tingfeng sighed, “Xiao Zhao.”

Jiang Zhao looked at him and waited to hear what nonsense he was going to say.

Han Tingfeng opened his palm to him, looking very sincere: “I arranged this meal because I want to apologize to you.”

“I’m sorry for that game back then,” he said with pain and guilt in his eyes, “I was too worried about you. No one can tell me better than me how much effort you paid for that trophy, so I am the person who looks forward to seeing your success the most besides you. When the phone rang, I really wanted to go to the waiting area to find you, but… I was too afraid that you would be affected by it. ”

“So I hung up the phone for you without authorization, but I didn’t think it was such an important call. I’m sorry, Xiao Zhao. I regret it for ten years.”

Jiang Zhao was silent and looked at him.

“And, that banquet.”

Han Tingfeng’s eyes showed deep regret: “You have to believe me, I didn’t make that glass of wine. It’s just that in those two months, you didn’t answer my contact information or talk to me. , I’m really depressed to the point of going crazy, Xiao Zhao.”

“I’ve come to express my affection for you after the college entrance examination… But after so many years, when the emotion is strong to a certain extent, it is impossible to control yourself.”

“Maybe this is the reason why my mother left my father.” He lowered his head and said in a low voice, “I also learned ten years later that a love that is too heavy will not make the lover happy.”

His confession was written in every slight expression, and his sincere appearance almost made Jiang Zhao believe it.

But fortunately he didn’t drink today, he was sober.

“Han Tingfeng,” Jiang Zhao sneered, “if the so-called love you are talking about means trying to rape the other person when he is drunk, then you should take your love and go to the sewing machine.”

“Oh, I forgot, you are not from our country now,” Jiang Zhao rubbed his chin, “Maybe you will be deported and never be allowed to enter?”

Han Tingfeng smiled bitterly: “Xiao Zhao…”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao’s phone screen lit up with a message.

Jiang Zhao glanced down and stood up: “Your miserable time is over, Han Tingfeng.”

“Don’t have any unrealistic fantasies. In this life, the next life, and the next life,” Jiang Zhao turned around, “I can’t forgive you.”

He got up and walked outside the restaurant. In the dark, Jiang Zhao could clearly see the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that Xiao Siye was driving.

The last time he saw Xiao Siye driving, it was a low-key SUV, but today it is so high-profile. Jiang Zhao thought that he was here to support him, and he deserved to be rated as an outstanding employee of the previous year.

He walked towards Xiao Siye’s direction and deliberately raised his voice to complain, “Why did you come late?”

Xiao Siye stretched out his hand and held him very arrogantly: “Sorry, the road will be blocked for a while.”

Han Tingfeng, who was following behind Jiang Zhao, saw such a scene, and his smile gradually subsided.

He saw that Jiang Zhao was wearing Xiao Siye’s scarf, and Xiao Siye’s hand was tightly clasped in the palm of his hand. Jiang Zhao frowned and said something, as if he was dissatisfied then showed a little smile.

Han Tingfeng was silent for a second, then walked forward one step at a time, standing only three or four meters away from the two of them: “Xiao Zhao, I didn’t think about the dish today, and I didn’t take care of it. Your tastes change. But that’s okay, I’ve already remembered what you liked, and I’ll definitely satisfy you next time.”

Jiang Zhao thought that there was no end to it, but before he opened his mouth, Xiao Siye said first: “Why do you have to remember? Mr. Han, if I remember correctly, this should be the boyfriend’s responsibility.”

Han Tingfeng smiled lightly: “You’re just his current boyfriend.”

Xiao Siye raised his eyebrows: “Yes, his current boyfriend.”

He suddenly lowered his head, and instantly narrowed the distance between Jiang Zhao: “I want to fulfill the first request.”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

The moment the warm breath came on, he heard Xiao Siye say, “Open your mouth.”

Jiang Zhao did so subconsciously.

A few seconds later, the quiet lake in his heart exploded like a volcanic eruption, blowing up the sky full of purple and red.

——Xiao Siye stuck out his tongue.