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"Huh?" Han Zhao stopped, "Me?"

"Who will you call for the last call?" He Jing repeated.

Han Zhao lowered his head and thought for a while: "I don't know, it seems that there is no one to notify."

"Aren't you going to call him?"

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who?"

"Hangzhou's ex-boyfriend." He Jing looked up at him.

"You say I'm dying?" Han Zhao twitched his lips, "You've watched too many TV shows."

Ignoring his teasing, He Jing silently turned around and looked at the sea.

The weather is cloudy, the sea and the sky look gloomy—this atmosphere makes people inexplicably anxious, and I just want to spit out the words stuck in my throat.

"If it were me..." He Jing's fingers gripped the railing of the stern, "If it were me, I would call someone now and tell him that besides those who don't cherish him, there are... other people who like him he."

When the voice fell to the ground, he lowered his head, his hand holding the railing trembled slightly, as if waiting for some kind of judgment.

Fortunately, the answer didn't make him wait too long.

"It's windy, let's go into the cabin."

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For a short trip, the departure and passage were quite pleasant, but the atmosphere at the end became weird.

After the conversation at the stern, silence gradually spread between the two.During the second half of the ferry, Han Zhao slept in the cabin all the time, and after getting on the bus, there seemed to be no topic to chat with between the two of them.

When I went home and put down my luggage, the cat rushed over and begged for a hug.Han Zhao reassured him, and hurried to help it change food and water to clean the toilet.He Jing silently packed his luggage. After finishing, he took up a small corner of the desk and turned on his laptop. First, he dug out his resume, filled it out according to the format of the recruitment website and uploaded it again. Then he opened QQ, Renren.com And school forums, began to post shared rental information.

The requirements are very simple, in the urban area of ​​Shanghai, one room per person, as cheap as possible.

Not being able to stay in Hewei, and being kicked out by the landlord, I told my close classmates on the Internet, which aroused a lot of surprise.

"Can you take me in temporarily?" Although he knew that the place where his classmate lived was not spacious, at this moment he could only ask for help cheekily, "A few days will do."

Not long after, the profile picture on QQ flashed, and the classmate sent him a message back: "I'll tell the co-tenant, it should be fine."

At dinner time, Han Zhao ordered takeaway and asked He Jing to wash his hands and eat.

Three dishes and one soup tasted alright, but He Jing ate with chopsticks and chopsticks, but it was tasteless.

"I told my classmate that I will move to his place tomorrow."

Hearing this, Han Zhao paused with his chopsticks: "Why are you in such a hurry? After you find a job, rent a place close to work and move."

He Jing shook his head: "I've already talked to him."

Seeing his resolute tone, Han Zhao didn't try to persuade him any more.

"Then take you there tomorrow."

He Jing shook his head, lowered his head and began to pick rice.

Han Zhao looked at the head that was about to be buried in the rice bowl in front of him, hesitated for a while, and finally said nothing.

After dinner, He Jing consciously cleared the table and went out to throw out the trash.

When he came back, Han Zhao dimmed the lights, played a foreign movie in the living room, and invited him to watch it together.

Three-person sofa, two people sit on both sides, with a cat lying in the middle.

What Han Zhao was looking for was a French suspense film about a conductor's girlfriend leaving a letter and falling in love with a waitress gradually.But just after the relationship between the two became stable and his new girlfriend moved into his big house in the suburbs, frequent hauntings occurred in the house, causing panic.

This movie is not a ghost movie. Halfway through the film, the director revealed to the audience that the conductor's ex-girlfriend locked herself in a secret room by mistake. In order to let the people in the house find her, she made those Ghost thing.

At the end of the movie, the new girlfriend found the entrance of the secret room, and found the key according to the ex-girlfriend's instructions, opened the secret room and rescued her.However, because her ex-girlfriend was jealous of her new relationship with the conductor, she avenged her and locked her in a secret room.

The last shot was fixed on the face of the new girlfriend crying for help in despair.

The ending song sounded, and the subtitles started slowly.Han Zhao turned his head to look at He Jing, only to see that his eyes were blank, and he didn't know how many plots he had read.

"Want to sleep?" Han Zhao waved his hand in front of him.

He Jing suddenly came back to his senses.

"No, I was thinking, jealousy is terrible."

"It's just a movie, don't take it seriously." Han Zhao said and stretched his waist, "I'll get you the quilt, play for a while, take a shower and go to bed early."

The quilt was piled on the sofa, and the cat consciously ran to the side to watch He Jing make the bed. After the bed was made, it chose a favorite corner and jumped up to nest. He Jing shared with it.

Han Zhao had entered the bedroom a long time ago, but the door was left open. Before He Jing fell asleep, he was never seen coming out again.

The winter in Shanghai is wet and cold. After turning off the air conditioner at night, the temperature in the house dropped in a short time.

In the middle of the night, Han Zhao got up to go to the bathroom.In a one-bedroom house, the bathroom can only be reached through the living room.

The light in the bathroom came on, followed by the sound of water splashing. After the light went out, Han Zhao walked out of the bathroom.

"Meow~"

When passing the sofa, Miao Mi raised her head and called out to him.

"Shh~" Han Zhao made a gesture to silence the cat.

"Meow~meow~"

The cat ignored him at all, and barked twice more as if in demonstration.

Fearing that the cat would disturb He Jing, Han Zhao had no choice but to walk to the sofa and bend down, trying to carry it into the bedroom.

The curtains in the living room were not drawn. At this moment, the moonlight was passing through the plants on the window sill, leaving a dappled light and shadow on the sofa.

Under the faint moonlight, Han Zhao picked up the cat and was about to get up when he saw He Jing with his eyes closed and his face covered with tears.

"He Jing?" Han Zhao knelt down in front of him, "Did you sleep?"

He closed his eyes and frowned, He Jing didn't speak, but the tears flowed even more fiercely.

Han Zhao put down the cat and wiped the tears off his face with the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry..." He Jing avoided his hand, buried his head in the quilt, and said intermittently, "I'm sorry..."

"Fool," Han Zhao touched his exposed head, "You did nothing wrong."

"I, I shouldn't have said..." Along with sobbing, He Jing's incoherent voice came from under the quilt, "I have liked you for a long time... I have liked you since summer... no job, no place to stay Nothing, nothing... terribly bad... I shouldn't have said..."

Han Zhao helplessly stroked the back of his head, trying to calm him down: "Little idiot..."

Comforting was of no avail, the little ostrich kept burying his head in the quilt and refused to come out.

Han Zhao used to sleep with his upper body topless, and got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, so he was not wearing anything at the moment.Seeing that He Jing couldn't finish crying for a while, and his shirt was shirtless in the winter, even if he was in good health, he was too cold to bear.

"Come on, let's have a good talk." After pulling He Jing's head out of the quilt, Han Zhao held his face in both hands, "Can you change it? I'm freezing to death."

He Jing opened his eyes slightly, and the tears in his big eyes gushed out instantly, wetting Han Zhao's hand.

Han Zhao wiped his tears for him, then lifted the quilt directly, asked him to put on his slippers, and led him back to his bedroom.

After stuffing He Jing into the bed, Han Zhao pulled out a few more tissues and held them in his hand before slipping in by himself.

"You are great," Han Zhao put his hand on He Jing's shoulders, and wiped his tears. "You look good, you have good grades, and you have a good personality...Many people dream of having a boyfriend like you."

"Don't lie to me," He Jing just shook his head, "I can't even support myself... No one will like me."

"Fool, it's just bad luck now, it's just bad luck." Wiping away tears, Han Zhao let him lean on his shoulder, "Just out of society, who hasn't hit a wall once or twice? With your aptitude, you will soon be able to Find a good job. After a few years, you will become famous, and when you look back, you will know how stupid you are now."

"I, I'm stupid..." He Jing's anger hadn't come over yet, he leaned against Han Zhao and twitched, "So you, you don't like me..."

"He Jing, look at me." Han Zhao raised his face and made him look at him, "I like you very much—from your looks to your personality, you are the kind I like—otherwise I wouldn't I'll let you live in it casually, right?"

He Jing looked at him for a while: "You are obviously single, if you really like me, why did you refuse?"

"Because you are young and promising, you shouldn't waste your time on me," Han Zhao looked into his eyes seriously, "You deserve someone better."

"Liar," He Jing lowered his head, "I'm not as stupid as you think."

"Oh..." Han Zhao sighed, "I never lied to you..."

After a sigh, Han Zhao didn't speak for a long time.

He Jing waited for a while, seeing that he didn't speak, he had to try his best to adjust his mood, and said: "I'm fine, this is your wish, don't treat me like a child..."

"I've had a bad time in the past six months," Han Zhao suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes, "very bad."

The hard mask was eroded by the night, and the emotion behind the mask was turbulent, and it would collapse at the touch of a touch.

"There are a lot of negative emotions every day... Knowing that what has happened can't be changed, but I can't help regretting it every day..." Han Zhao's voice was depressed and painful, "I said to myself every morning that today will be better, but I always regret it. It's getting worse."

He Jing was taken aback by him and didn't know how to react for a while.

"I can't drag you in who is so good," Han Zhao took a deep breath, "Even if I have a crush on you, I can't drag you into this kind of life..."

Turning to face He Jing, Han Zhao said, "Do you understand?"

Looking at each other, He Jing quietly looked at the face of the person he liked within reach.

"I don't care." A few seconds later, he leaned over and pressed tightly against Han Zhaochi|'s naked upper body, "I will treat you very well, and I will never betray you."

Han Zhao didn't speak, just sighed lightly and shook his head at him.

Seeing his refusal, He Jing felt a pang of sadness in his heart.At this point, he knew he should let go, but he still hugged Han Zhao unconsciously, refusing to let go.

Han Zhao gently stroked his back, as if comforting a frightened cat.

After dawn, are you going to say goodbye?

Unknowingly, the hand around Han Zhao's waist slowly moved down, through the thin cotton pajama pants, He Jing boldly touched|touched his sensitive parts tentatively.

The touch on the hand gradually changed from soft to hard.A few times later, the wrist was clasped, and Han Zhao's slightly rapid breathing came from his ear:

"Want to do it?"

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