Love, Expired

"Brother Hao, I asked Xu Jianhua to go to an Internet cafe. Would you like to go with me?"

Qian Weicheng packed up his rope and was squatting to change shoes.

Zhou Hao leaned on the bedside and read a book, his eyes never left the book in his hand, "You go, I'm not happy to go."

With the laces fastened, Qian Weicheng stood upright. "That's all, let me go. What do you eat at night, I'll buy it directly."

"Don't worry about me, I just call for takeaway."

Qian Weicheng walked out of the dormitory door. Soon, Zhou Hao heard the snoring from the corridor, "Dahua, can't walk, your kid is hiding in the room to dress up!"

"Come here, what's the noise?"

...

There is only Zhou Hao in the dormitory. He didn't sleep well last night, always felt something jumping in his head, and in the middle of the night, the weird thing jumped more happily.

Zhou Hao had a copy of "The Moon and Six Pence" in his hand. He had read it more than three times. From the point of humanity and selfishness, he was too much like the protagonist Strickerland.

They evade the world, evade social responsibilities, and only care about themselves in their minds, and everything comes completely according to their preferences.

Everyone's life is doing addition, and his life has been doing subtraction.

When his mother was alive, he ran away from being a "son". Now? He was timid and inferior and escaped Sun Yiwen's "lover". He even wanted to escape from this society, get rid of all the social identities that restrained him, and hide on a deserted island.

He probably thought that if he got rid of all his identities, he would be invincible. Who can harm him again? I'm afraid no one could kill him.

There were knocks outside the door, and Zhou Hao ignored it. His hand slowly turned from the previous page of the book. The frequency of knocking on the door has increased, but the sound is still soft, seemingly afraid of noisy people.

On and off for two minutes, Zhou Hao hurriedly walked over and opened the door. As expected, it was Jiang Yuzheng.

Jiang Yuchen looked at Zhou Hao and was still wearing pajamas and pyjamas, thinking he was just sleeping.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Jiang Yu held her lover in front of him, and asked affectionately, holding her lunatic ears, "Did you miss me?"

In a short amount of time, love and desire came, Jiang Yu's lips lingered around the loon's earlobe, teasing him one by one.

Zhou Hao shoved him away sharply, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and did not speak. The rejected plea-Huan, and the tight lines on his face made Jiang Yuzhang feel weird.

Yesterday and today's little lunatic, it seems like they have changed people.

"Where do you want to play today? Would you like to go around Linshi." Jiang Yuxi carefully looked at the unusual look of the little lunatic.

Zhou Hao refused decisively, "No, you should go back now, don't come over later."

Jiang Yuzhen's face cooled down, he grabbed Zhou Hao fiercely, and asked the lunatic, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Hao tried to get rid of that imprisoned hand, but Nai's hand was too tight, "Release!"

"Speak clearly!"

"I told you to let go!"

Jiang Yuzheng still hung tight, without any plans to let go.

The two of them are equal, and no one is allowed.

"What do I have to say to you? Yesterday, you should be an appointment-artillery." Zhou Hao said expressionlessly.

Jiang Yuxi sneered incredibly, "How can you be like this?"

"I was this kind of person, and you didn't know me the first day."

Jiang Yuzhen just felt a breath in his throat and couldn't spit it out. His eyes stared at the little lunatic, as if to see through the man's mask.

The stalemate persisted, and Jiang Yuzhen finally let go of his hand. He walked into the room and saw the book spread out of the bed.

Jiang Yuzhen leaned over to pick up the book, flipped a few pages at will, and drew circles on it. There were some black ink pen prints on it. .

"Do you like this book?" Jiang Yuzhen asked.

Of course Zhou Hao ignored him. He snatched back his book and threw it to the back of the bed. Then he went to the windowsill and took out a cigarette and lit it.

The smoke filled, reunited into a raging sorrow within a small area, but quickly dispersed.

"Are you envious of Strykland's life?" Jiang Yuzhen asked suddenly, apparently, he had read the book.

Zhou Hao's eyes had a little surprise, because of this accidental surprise, he did not refuse to answer Jiang Yuzhen's question.

"I have no envy, I said, you don't understand." Zhou Hao's heart was lonely at this moment.

Jiang Yudi tried to guide the lunatic to open his heart. "Then you talk about it first, maybe I understand."

Zhou Hao shook his head and whispered in his mouth, "Impossible, you won't understand ..."

Perhaps Jiang Yuzheng was only angry because of this man's moodiness, but now he saw the poor and lonely person in front of him, and the anger in his heart was completely vented from his throat.

"Haohao," Jiang Yu shouted, his lips pursing extremely hard. "Why do you have to drill into a dead end?"

Zhou Hao, holding a cigarette, laughed suddenly, and his whole body was shaking. "Dead end? How do I think it's when you drill into you that you enter a dead end?"

Jiang Yu was suddenly difficult to speak. He didn't know how much he was left in the heart of the lunatic ...

"Jiang Yuyu, I will help you plan your future life, find a girl who is the right person, get married and have a child, it is best to have a girl, and you must hurt her. Then, you are responsible for making money, your wife and children will Responsible for paying you money. "Zhou Hao sucked his nose and smiled," How good are you? Why do you have to come to me to find the crime? "

Jiang Yuzhen was a little lost, and he looked at Zhou Hao with a gloomy look. "The money I make is for you, not for others."

Zhou Hao spit out his eye circles and squinted, "I'm not rare."

Jiang Yuzhen approached Zhou Hao step by step. He tried to maintain the calmness now, but when his hand just touched the shoulders of the lunatic, his thinking had already been confused.

The forced kiss fell heavily and captured the position little by little. The taste in the mouths of the two gradually melted together. The clean mint fragrance was mixed with the tobacco taste, and it was unclear which taste prevailed.

It wasn't until Jiang Yubi's lower lip exuded blood, and a sharp pain came, that he let loose.

"It's disgusting!" The lunatic broke free and pushed him away fiercely.

Jiang Yuzhen's pupils flashed a faint anger. "Just go to death. One day, no one wants to control you!"

"It's your shit! I'm dead and I don't need you to care!"

Jiang Yuxi's anger suddenly went out. He looked at the little madman whose chest was slightly undulating because of his anger. Then he came to realize that his words just hurt the little poor again.

"Haohao, give me another chance, okay?" He whispered.

Zhou Hao's wrath still lingered, "Why didn't I give you a chance ... I don't know how many times to give it, and you turn around and forget. I don't trust you anymore."

Jiang Yuxi's heart suddenly hurt, and he smiled bitterly, "After all, you still didn't forgive me."

Zhou Hao turned his face and looked at him like an ice skate. "Why should I forgive you? When you even slap-slap-slap with me, you have to take a video to count me! They all saw it, they all took it I see it! Jiang Yuhuan, you say that I am such a bad person, I never thought of going to harm you? Why do you treat me so much? "

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded. The last thing he regrets in his life, I'm afraid that's the number.

For so many years, he didn't know how many times he had scolded himself. But what's the use? He often thought of the day many years ago, when the little lunatic ran into the ward and looked at him and Cheng Zixu dullly, without seeing any famous people, he turned and ran away. He chased out, and the lunatic suddenly rushed over to punch and kick ...

Overwhelming hatred, which one's sorry can he dispel? He understands this truth.

Jiang Yuzhang left with remorse. He walked very hurriedly. He was afraid and guilty. He couldn't understand himself, was it necessary for the two of them to be together?

Whoever sees anyone, I am afraid to persuade him to give up.

Qian Weicheng returned at night, Zhou Hao was still in the morning posture, leaning on the bedside to read a book.

"Brother Hao, you didn't go out today."

"Well, too lazy to move."

"Today's miserable, Xu Jianhua's technical dregs are dying, he is dragged down every time, next time you play with me, don't take him, pit goods." Qian Weicheng muttered and kept complaining.

Zhou Hao closed the book and rubbed his brows, "I don't like playing games."

"I'll take you a few, and you'll fall in love." This boy still has a bad smell, so he can be a teacher.

Qian Weicheng turned on the computer and was ready to watch the video for a while. The mood in the heart was always strange, and it was always the same from the morning. He thought it over, as if Zhou Hao had disappeared for a day yesterday, and it seemed like a change of person after returning.

He has known Zhou Hao for more than three years. This person seems to be uninterested in anything. If you invite him to play mahjong, he will promise, but he will never indulge in it. You have to ask him to go out to watch a movie, take a bath or something. He will definitely go, but just a little less enthusiasm.

However, like today, there is no polite perfunctory, it is really the first time.

"Brother Hao," Qian Weicheng closed the notebook. "Where did you go yesterday?"

"Go around the park."

Qian Weicheng pretended to be surprised, and then asked, "Are you going to the park alone, are you free?"

Zhou Hao didn't lift his eyelids. "Well, leisure."

Qian Weicheng's eyes grunted, and he leaned in, "Lying down, I'll sit a little bit."

Zhou Hao moved inside to make room for him to sit.

"Brother Hao, do you have any thoughts? You can tell me." Qian Weicheng said frankly.

Zhou Hao stunned for a moment, and smiled weakly. "You don't understand when you say it."

"Why don't I understand !?" Qian Weicheng responded quite heavily to this remark, he cast his gaze directly on Zhou Hao's face, "I don't know what happened to you before, but it ’s the man who has to Gritted and carried. Who made us men? "

Zhou Hao didn't speak, his wink gradually faded.

"Brother Hao, tell me, you're always so stubborn, you must be sick."

Zhou Hao blinked and seemed to move for a moment, but he still didn't speak.

This world made him feel extremely lonely, and he always walked alone, but finally encountered the text that understood him, and was born apart by life. Then go forward by yourself, but there are thorns everywhere, and there is no light.

Naturally timid, he dared to shrink in the dark and not to step forward.

The dormitory was temporarily quiet, and the two were immersed in their own minds. Zhou Hao felt that life was lonely, and no one could understand his inner world. And Qian Weicheng remembered the love of his school days, a blast, and finally fell into oblivion.

"Brother Hao, let me tell you something about me." After a long time, Qian Weicheng opened his mouth.

Zhou Hao looked at him in puzzlement.

"When I was in college, I talked about a girlfriend. Her family was the provincial capital. In the year of graduation, I tried to stay in the provincial capital. Her parents also said that as long as I was admitted to the institution, they agreed. I didn't pass the exam in one year. I found a job as a warehouse clerk in a pharmaceutical factory. When I was idle, I read a book. Who knew that after one year, I still didn't pass the exam ... She ran over and broke up with me cry She said that she couldn't cope with the pressure at home. At this time, my parents also urged me to go home, and the two of us split ... "

Zhou Hao was shocked. He looked at Qian Weicheng's rare and deep face. He could not imagine that he would have such a frustrated past all day long as he laughed.

"Do you still have contact?"

"No, she got married in less than half a year. I didn't work and had no money at that time. I went to the dormitory and borrowed 8,000 yuan to let my classmates pass it to her. It was a newly-married red envelope."

Zhou Hao kept his lips silent. He stared at the man in front of him with an exploratory look. At this moment, the man became a mystery in Zhou Hao's eyes.

"Did you say she was bad? No ..." Qian Weicheng shook his head with a dim look and fell into the memory. "Instead, she was a very cute girl. When I was in college, I got up late, and she always Give me a place and bring me breakfast. For 365 days, as long as it is in class, she will buy breakfast and sit in the classroom against the wall waiting for me ... "

Qian Weicheng said with wet eyes, "I really like her, but there is no way, how can life make you happy?"

Zhou Hao was very touched when he heard this, he said absurdly, "I can't see it, I can't see it at all ..."

Qian Weicheng narrowed the tears in his eyes. "Who makes me a man? Some things must be taken lightly. Otherwise, what else can I do, and I can't be a third in her marriage."

Zhou Hao patted his shoulder, this is the encouragement and comfort between men.

"Thank you." Zhou Hao said gratefully.

He certainly could hear that Qian Weicheng was enlightening him.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere, Qian Weicheng asked, "What about you? You also talk to me."

Zhou Hao shook his head, still unwilling to mention it.

In the middle of the night, Qian Weicheng lay on the bed and turned over and over. He glanced in the direction of Zhou Hao's bed and found that the man was not asleep and was moving.

"Brother Hao, are you asleep?" Qian Weicheng asked softly.

Soon, Zhou Hao responded, "Nothing."

As soon as Qian Weicheng heard it, the pillow fell off the bed, and squeezed into Zhou Hao's bed.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Hao was startled by him.

"Ho, I'm cold. Let's squeeze together."

"Is your kid sick? In October, you said you were cold !?"

Qian Weicheng didn't care about it, and he kept drilling into Zhou Hao's arms. "Hao, your heart is really warm."

Zhou Hao gave up his resistance and allowed him to do anything wrong.

The two squeezed into a small bed in the night, Qian Weicheng thought of his ex-girlfriend again, and talked to Zhou Hao with a few words. Zhou Hao listened carefully. He also discovered today that Qian Weicheng is actually a delicate man.

"Brother Hao, tell me something about you, I listen. After tonight, we have forgotten everything we said tonight."

Zhou Hao hidden in the night, no one can see his expression at this moment.

"I lived with Jiang Yudi for a few years, and later separated, Sun Yiwen ..." Zhou Hao's voice was clearly crying. "It's my boyfriend. He is just like me, but also a poor man. We lived together for two years. I was really happy then. I wanted to live with him ... "

"Want to find someone who can definitely find it. Really, you believe me."

"I didn't want to find him. It was useless to find him. His father was not well and needed a lot of money. I have no money ..."

Money is money again.

When is the difficult thing in this world so clear? If you have money, things will become smaller and things will become smaller. If you do n’t have money, break the idea early.

"Brother Hao, there are three months left, and the two of us have finished their studies. We still lived in Suchuan and lived slowly. I don't think this emperor is embarrassed. I don't live in it."

"Okay, the first thing you do when you go back is to help you find Granny Wang."

Qian Weicheng straightened up in excitement, "This is what you said!"

...

At this late night, Zhou Hao had a hard night's sleep, and Qian Weicheng's words undoubtedly stirred up thousands of waves in his heart. It turned out that he was not walking alone, and behind him, there were also many people who were exhausted by the **** life.

It feels so good.

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In the evening, Jiang Yuxi ran to the bar to buy a drunk. The noise of the loud music shook the eardrums. He drank one glass after another, but I didn't know how many glasses he had drank.

Suddenly, a beautifully-dressed beauty came over to chat, "Handsome guy, alone?"

Jiang Yu shook the cup in his hand, and his five-pointed fingers showed a horror of male hormones under the shining lights.

The beauty sat close to Jiang Yu's position, and turned her head to gather her exquisite hair. "Handsome guy, ask me for a drink." While talking, the eyes still conveyed the woman's charm.

Jiang Yuzhang did not respond, took the wine glass and took another sip. His aura separated him from this noisy world.

The beauty seems to be more confident in her charm, and she still seduce Jiang Yuxi one by one.

Finally, the three sitting there couldn't bear it. Especially Zheng Shichu, smiled back and forth, exaggerated expressions.

Jia Lin walked over and put it on Jiang Yu's shoulder. "Why do you hide here and drink?"

Seeing that the two knew each other, the beauties knew that they could not get together, and walked away in a hurry.

Jiang Yubi's cheeks were drunk with redness, and his eyes became extremely blurred. He turned his face to bear the sourness and asked Jia Lin with a three-point drunkness, "Why didn't he forgive me? Why didn't Will you go home? "

Jia Lin didn't know that Zhou Hao had returned. He thought that Jiang Yuzhen was just thinking about it at this moment. When the wine awakened, his thoughts would disappear.

Zheng Shichu and Tian Bin also came over.

"Oh, why are the five good guys starting to soak up?" Zheng Shichu still had that ridiculous look.

Jia Lin winked at him, letting him say less.

However, Zheng Shichu was not wrong. After Zhou Hao left three years ago, Jiang Yuzhen seemed to have become a personal person, and he almost never played with them. At home, he suddenly became a good man in the new century, cooking, watering flowers, and doing housework ... all the same.

It is that people are dull day by day, and abstinence is like a monk.

"Where does he sing today?" Zheng Shichu asked Jia Lin.

Jia Lin didn't say a word, and suddenly he was a little confused: Why is the fate in this world always one step behind. Jiang Yu was emotional, but Zhou Hao had already died.

Tian Bin also whispered to Jia Lin, "He wouldn't be because of that surnamed Zhou. It doesn't matter, how long has this broken up."

Zheng Shichu took the remarks and gloated, "Yu Yu is a kind of love, you think you are like you, seeing one loves another. If I say, we brothers have to help him find and identify male friends, so he is not in one Hang from the tree. "

"Zheng Shichu, can you **** shut up?" Jia Lin couldn't listen anymore.

"Fuck, I'm gone, a group of neuroses!"

Later, it was Jia Lin who drove Jiang Yuyu back home. The man was drunk, leaning back in the back seat and squinting to rest, no noise, no drunkenness, quiet as an invisible person.

When he arrived, Jia Lin helped Jiang Yuxi upstairs. At the door of his house, Jia Lin touched the man's pocket and finally found the key. Before waiting for the key to be inserted into the keyhole, Jiang Yuxi suddenly fell on his shoulder, whispering in a crying voice, "Hao Hao, I'm sorry ... let's go home with me ..."

Obviously, Jia Lin was shocked by Jiang Yuzhen's drinking truth. He could not imagine that such a deserted iceberg would say what he said just now. Even for Cheng Zixu, Jiang Yuzheng always let it go, never before this humble tonight.

How much love is that? Is it worth it?

Jia Lin will never understand that honest people and little lunatics have long broken bones and are still connected. The two love each other or help each other, or torture each other to death, in short, they should live together to affect the day.

Opening the door, Jia Lin got Jiang Yuzhang to the bed, Jiang Yu muttered a few "Hao Hao", and his mouth was silent again.

Today, Jia Lin estimated that Zhou Hao was back.

Jia Lin decided to find a time to meet with Zhou Hao. He remembered that Zhou Hao had said that he was different from the other three. Based on this, he thought that the man should not take him as an enemy.

Shut the bedroom door, Jia Lin went to sit in the living room, poured himself a glass of water, and tossed all night and finally stopped. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked around the house. It was a warm little nest, but he lacked a person.

There are many small tanks and small airplane models on the coffee table, some have not been assembled yet, and some have been assembled, waiting for the last paint.

Children's stuff, when did this guy get hooked on this stuff?

After drinking a few sips of water, without making a long stay, Jia Lin got up and left.

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On October 4th, the doctor Xiao Dong called and said that the orange cat mother was sick and did not drink or spit yellow water. The doctor diagnosed that there was a foreign body in the intestine and he had vomited several times with vegetable oil, and it was always unclean . After shooting the film, low-density hairballs still remain in the stomach and may require surgery. However, Er Mao was angry and refused to touch his mother, and Xiao Dong couldn't coax it.

Fortunately, National Day, Zhou Hao was just resting, and quickly booked the ticket from the Internet and flew back to Suchuan.

Zhou Hao entered the little Dong's house, and saw two little guys curled up in the cat's nest in the corner. Da Mao has been tossed out of shape and has lost a lot of weight. Er Mao has been quietly staying with his mother. The two who are the most troublesome are usually better than anyone.

Zhou Hao walked towards them. First, Er Mao found him, and flung to his feet to stay alive.

"Er Mao, obedient, let go first."

Er Mao seemed to understand. He quietly released his small paw and walked towards his mother. Da Mao only saw Zhou Hao at this moment, his little paw moved, and his mouth sobbed a few times.

Zhou Hao bent down and didn't dare to reach out and hug it, but just gently smoothed it. "Da Mao, Dad will accompany you for surgery tomorrow. Da Mao must be brave."

Da Mao clung his head tightly to Zhou Hao's hand.

The operation was smooth the next day, and a large piece of sticky mass was removed from the abdominal cavity of the big hair.

Xiao Dong was relieved. She helped cats to cats. If something really happened, Dr. Zhou was really unhappy.

Immediately after surgery, Da Mao's appetite has not returned to the past, and he has eaten less than half of Er Mao. Zhou Hao took the two guys home for two days and they were obviously happier.

It seemed to be afraid of the host's abandonment, and they became extremely sensitive. Every time Zhou Hao went out, Er Mao always followed him all the way. You know, these two guys were the last ones to go out.

Zhou Hao had to comfort him, "Er Mao, Dad won't go, Dad goes out to buy something."

Er Mao stared at Zhou Hao motionlessly. There was no way. Zhou Hao gave up going out and returned home.

On the third day, Zhou Hao had to go. He sent the two cats to Xiao Dong's house.

"I have to trouble you this time."

"I like little animals. I wish you could keep them here."

"Well, comb them occasionally. They both like to lick."

"Well, don't worry, it really scared me to death last time."

Zhou Hao squatted and touched Er Mao's head. "Be obedient, Dad will go home soon."

Er Mao used a fat body to press on Zhou Hao's shoes. He wouldn't let him leave. He said with a smile, "It won't let you go."

Er Mao followed Zhou Hao and walked downstairs.

Zhou Hao said in a soft voice, "Er Mao, go back and take care of your mother. Be obedient!"

Zhou Hao finally helped him to smooth the hair on his body, lifted his feet, and looked back at the corner. Er Mao was still standing and staring at him ...

At this moment, Zhou Hao's eyes appeared sour—the two little guys were really treasures picked up and made him feel distressed. By contrast, he is still a dad as a father.

Zhou Hao returned from Suchuan Fengchen.

"How is your hair?" Qian Weicheng asked.

"With a minor operation, it's okay now."

"Right," Qian Weicheng remembered, "do you want that letter?"

Zhou Hao froze and said calmly, "No, just throw it away."

One day after National Day, Jia Lin made an appointment with Zhou Hao. They were sitting face to face in a quiet cafe.

"When did you come back? I don't know."

Zhou Hao smiled politely, "for a few months."

Jia Lin looked at Zhou Hao's face and said with a smile, "You haven't changed much."

Zhou Hao was still unaccustomed to the pavement of greetings, he asked directly, "What are you doing to me today?"

"It's okay, just that I met Yu Han in the bar a few days ago, and watched him drink drunk alone there, only to find out later that it turned out that you were back. After so many years, still adapting outside?"

"Can't talk about being outside. City A wasn't my home."

Jia Lin echoed with a reluctant smile, Zhou Haoren asked, "Did Jiang Yudi let you come over?"

"No." Jia Lin answered very bluntly. "I'll tell the truth. He was drunk the other day and kept calling your name. I didn't believe the bridges in this TV series. I was shocked. "

Zhou Hao took a sip of coffee, bitterness spread in his mouth, and he said lightly, "You help me go back and tell Jiang Yuchen, I don't envy Strikeland's life, I just, I have no choice. Thank you Your coffee, I'll go first. "

Jia Lin sat on the stool for a long time, staring at the back of Zhou Hao disappearing outside the glass door.

What a man to see through.

Of course, in the words of Zhou Hao, he told Jiang Yuxun word by word, Jiang Yuxu's response was surprisingly calm.

It seems that a word game between the two of them, an onlooker he did not want to guess the answer.

On Saturday, Zhou Haowo played mobile games in the dormitory to pass the time. Received a courier call and asked him to go downstairs to pick up the courier. Zhou Hao took the shoes and went downstairs, thinking that it must be Qian Weicheng's thing.

When he got it back, he put the courier on the table.

In the evening, Qian Weicheng returned from the Internet cafe, and began to brag about his game technology, by the way, degrading Xu Jianhua next door.

"Your courier, I put you on the table." Zhou Hao interrupted him.

"My courier?" Qian Weicheng shuddered. "I didn't buy anything."

He quickly dismantled the express carton box and found another beautifully packed box. Open it and see that it is full of plastic models.

"What the hell?" Qian Weicheng just muttered, and found a card with the words, "Hao Hao, you can choose."

"Brother Hao, this is your courier." Qian Weicheng gave the card to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao glanced silently. He received all the gadgets sent and put them with the original airplane model.

He picked up the copy of The Moon and Six Pence from the bedside, spread it out, and drew a thick mark on a sentence with a pen—

"God's disc is spinning slowly, but it is fine."