Love, Expired

Zhou Hao returned to the dormitory, the curtains were tight, and the room was dark, and Qian Weicheng was sleeping heavily. Zhou Hao walked over, opened the curtains, and the dazzling light came in. Qian Weicheng's eyes finally opened a slit, and his mouth mumbled vaguely, "Hao, pull the curtains, I want to sleep ..."

Instead of listening to him, Zhou Hao dragged the kid off the bed. "Last night you guys were crazy, dare to leave me, who's the idea!"

Qian Weicheng was obviously very sleepy, with a weak expression, "Isn't this the beauty of an adult?"

Zhou Hao glared at him, then let go of his hand, Qian Weicheng collapsed on the bed and started to sleep again.

Qian Weicheng slept directly to noon, and when he woke up, Zhou Hao was eating lunch. I ordered beef noodles, tomato flavor, and the taste was quite heavy, all the way to Qian Weicheng's nose.

"Brother Hao, what are you eating?" Qian Weicheng walked forward fakely, scanning his eyes, but did not see his copy, "You did not bring me a copy !?"

Zhou Hao didn't lift his head, and continued to **** the noodles in the paper bucket.

Qian Weicheng knew that the man was still angry with him, licking his face and smiling, "Brother Hao, am I still wrong? Don't care about me."

Zhou Hao raised his eyelids and glanced at him, seemingly still.

Qian Weicheng was a little unwilling. He felt that he was clearly learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds, but how to reward him for not catching it, but he was blinded. It made him a little unbalanced.

"Brother Hao, don't let it go, you see, he is also your ex-boyfriend. Anyway, you two can solve the misunderstanding before, maybe you can return to the old days."

Zhou Hao laid down the disposable chopsticks and stared gloomily at Qian Weicheng. "Who told you he was my ex-boyfriend?"

Qian Weicheng was stunned by Zhou Hao, "Isn't it ... wasn't it what you said, you also said that you also picked the big hair from your house ..."

wrong! Totally wrong! Wrong!

Zhou Hao could not say half a word in his throat to refute him. Even if he refuted, it was useless. Qian Weicheng knows nothing about the past without heart or lungs. What can he understand?

At this moment, Zhou Hao, surrounded by a strong sense of weakness, felt wronged for Wenwen.

The big hair of his family was obviously picked up by that kind boy; his ex-boyfriend was obviously the boy who lived with him in a small house in Ichihei and experienced the life of chai oil and salt; why others disappeared All the fame that Jiang Yuzheng took up?

Once again, Zhou Hao took out a tea box from his trolley case net bag, opened the box, and there was a neatly stacked letter paper.

Stationery accompanied him for three years, and now he followed him and came to city A from Suchuan. He always listened to Wenwen and lived well, and his life is getting better every day.

"Brother Hao," Qian Weicheng shouted behind Zhou Hao, "I ... I thought so, I'm sorry ..."

Zhou Hao's eyes were dark and he turned to yesterday's call record and dialed the familiar number. In just a few seconds, it was switched over there.

"Jiang Yuquan." This claimed that there was no emotion.

The person at the other end of the phone was probably a little bit miserable. More, and a little unexpected joy, he suppressed the excitement and responded, "Well."

"Where is Sun Yiwen now?"

Jiang Yu's joy came faster and faster, "I don't know."

"You know!" Zhou Hao suddenly went crazy as if he was crazy, "Where is he !? I ask you, where is Sun Yiwen !?"

Qian Weicheng in the dormitory was also startled by the appearance of Zhou Hao. He was the first time to hear the words "Sun Yiwen" from Zhou Hao's mouth. They had known each other for three years, and Zhou Hao never mentioned it. Too.

Smart people know that the more they are reluctant to mention, the more important it is to prove this person in their hearts.

The sun shone into the room, and Zhou Hao's grief and insidious side face was shot extremely clearly. Many years later, Qian Wei Chengdu clearly remembered this unusual noon. Because, for the first time, he saw a big man standing upright and wept.

It wasn't the redness of the eyes, but the tears, which had really fallen.

"Brother Hao, don't be too sad ..." Qian Weicheng had no comforting experience, and his mouth was awkward at the moment. "The world is so big, it is not easy to find someone ...

Zhou Hao remained indifferent. If he didn't hear it, he just held the letter, looked at it, and laughed.

Qian Weicheng stood silently, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"Is there a smoke?" Zhou Hao scarletly looked up and asked.

Qian Weicheng hurriedly took out his own cigarette, lit one and passed it.

Zhou Hao trembled his cigarette between his fingers and took a deep breath, and then he did something that made Qian Weicheng unbelievable—he lit the letter with a burning cigarette, and the flames came out of the bottom Slowly moving upwards ...

"Ho, what are you doing ..."

Zhou Hao raised his eyelids and smiled weakly at the corners of his mouth. "I can't find him, I can't find him ..."

Qian Weicheng rushed to grab the letter paper in Zhou Hao's hand and extinguished the fire on the letter paper. Fortunately, only a small corner was burned. Qian Weicheng glanced a little, only to see the beginning of the letter with the words "Old Week". He guessed that this should be the letter that Sun Yiwen wrote to Zhou Hao.

"I keep this letter for you. When do you want it, I will give it to you again."

Even if something big happens, the days don't have to be the same. Then make it alive.

At night, Zhou Hao's anger was gradually gathered, and he became no different from usual. When the brother in the dormitory next door came to borrow the mobile phone charger, he even talked and laughed.

It was Qian Weicheng who could see it. How many ups and downs it has to go through to be like now, cry for a while, laugh for a while.

Qian Weicheng went out to buy food in the evening, and he saw Jiang Yuyu downstairs. Just before today, he still intentionally matched the two, but since noon he saw Zhou Hao's rushing state, he felt it necessary to stay away from this unsmiling man.

He pretended not to see Jiang Yuxuan, and lowered his head to try to bypass the man.

"I want to ask you something." Jiang Yu's voice came quietly from behind.

Qian Wei stepped back and turned his head awkwardly, "It's you, you didn't notice."

Jiang Yuzhen looked dignified. "Find a place to sit."

Qian Weicheng hurriedly waved his hand. "No way. I'm going to buy food. Brother Hao ... is still waiting for my meal."

"Then say to the car."

Qian Weicheng knew that he couldn't get rid of it, so he promised, "OK."

In the narrow car, Jiang Yuxi drew his elbow on the window of the car, lit a cigarette, the atmosphere was somewhat depressed, Qian Weicheng coughed twice, "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yuzhen threw away the cigarette in his hand and shook the window up.

"How has he been in these three years?"

In fact, Qian Weicheng couldn't figure it out. According to his thinking, probably Hao brother loved it, but his younger brother couldn't find it, but why did Zhou Hao hate Jiang Yuzhen so much? This is really unreasonable.

"Very good. When he first came to Suchuan, he didn't like to talk, and he was always kind with his colleagues."

"Su Chuan?" Jiang Yuyan turned his face.

"You may not have heard of it. Our place is too small and not well-known."

"You go on."

"In fact, there is nothing to say, just go to work and work, and occasionally I take Haoge out to play mahjong and steam the sauna."

There was a rare tenderness on Jiang Yuzhen's face, and he was quite interested in it, "play mahjong? Will he play?"

"Yes, why not? Haoge is good at playing cards and often picks three."

"Did he ..." Jiang Yuzhen was a little difficult to say, "Have you mentioned me?"

This really embarrassed Qian Weicheng. He certainly didn't, but he couldn't say that. He pretended to search his stomach and thought for a while, and said it completely. "It seems to have been mentioned, I think about it, how to say it ... by the way, think of it, brother Hao said, he said you look handsome of."

"Anything else?"

Qian Weicheng said intently: Hey, why is this man so unsatisfied? After exaggerating, he asked. As a result, he replied angrily, "No!"

Jiang Yuzheng didn't ask any more. He took out a credit card and handed it to Qian Weicheng. "The amount is 100,000 and the password is six one."

"I said Xuexi, you're boring."

"I didn't mean anything else, buy him more delicious food."

Qian Weicheng didn't reach out to take over. He was obviously a little bit upset. "No wonder Zhou Hao doesn't like you. You must be very arrogant. Anything in this world can be solved with money? It is a schoolboy , Young and ignorant, you can have a snack in the future. "

Qian Weicheng didn't talk to him anymore, pulled the door and got out of the car.

Going back to shopping, Zhou Hao was playing the music on his mobile phone, and the sound of "crapping" sounded quite lively.

"Brother Hao, the chicken thigh rice I bought, come and eat." Qian Weicheng put the rice on the table.

Zhou Hao put down his phone and sat over. "Why did it take so long?"

"Are you there? You must be hungry. I'll go for half an hour without this." Qian Weicheng turned away haha.

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Qian Weicheng had no habit of peeping at people's privacy, but he read the letter from Sun Yiwen from the beginning to the end while Zhou Hao was away.

The letter was very simple and moving, and it was a daily command.

He was immensely curious about this man, Sun Yiwen. He thought that this must be a very charismatic man, otherwise the two would not have been separated for so long, and Zhou Hao still remembered it so much.

The more curious, the more he wanted to have the opportunity to meet this man in the future.