Grand Collection

After Kong Xin got into the car, he just leaned back on the back of the car and did not speak. Luo Zigeng glanced in the rearview mirror, turned his eyes expressionlessly, and concentrated on driving.

The Shanghai road at night was like running water, and there was no music playing in the car. Luo Zigeng drove quietly. When waiting for the red light, he said lightly, "Where do you live now? I'll take you there."

"Go to your house."

Luo Zigeng lowered his eyes, "Okay."

After he moved out from the Wen family, he bought a new house, a very small single apartment. The moment Kong Xin entered the door, he suddenly realized that Luo Zigeng did not intend to be with him anymore. In such a small one-bedroom, two big men are no matter what. Can't live.

"What would you like to drink?" Luo Zigeng opened the refrigerator.

"beer."

Luo Zigeng poured a glass of yogurt and handed it to him, opened a can of beer himself, and sat on the sofa opposite him, "I heard you haven't been in Nanjing for a while."

"Well, I went to Henan," Kong Xin looked at the yogurt in the cup and frowned.

"You don't have a store now, so you can put your things on consignment at Shangguxuan," Luo Zigeng saw his dissatisfaction at a glance, and said lightly, "Don't drink too much wine, drink some yogurt to nourish your stomach."

How familiar and thoughtful, Kong Xin's little finger trembled slightly as he stroked the glass, "Zigeng, are we really...over?"

Luo Zigeng didn't answer, he drank the wine calmly, the chilled liquid slid down his throat, his belly was cold, he looked up at the man opposite, "Are you asking me?"

Kong Xin suddenly got a lump in his throat, "Zigeng, I know this incident hurt your heart, it was my fault, I was too flustered at the time, I didn't expect to be bumped into by Aunt Luo..."

"You didn't expect my mother to catch you kissing your cousin in the room where we just finished making out, within 10 minutes before and after," Luo Zigeng pondered in a low voice, and laughed nervously, "What a farce .”

"Zigeng, I didn't mean to get to know you personally," Kong Xin called out, "I was drunk and didn't see clearly. I thought it was you!"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Kong Xin's heart sank suddenly, and huge regrets rushed into his mind. Sure enough, Luo Zigeng's face turned livid, and he squeezed the beer can violently. The overflowing liquid wet his hands, and the cold touch made him tremble , regained consciousness, threw the beer can into the trash can, took out a tissue and wiped his hands calmly.

He joked calmly, "So, he also acted as my substitute once? Hehe."

The sudden change made Kong Xin regretful, and said eagerly, "Zigeng, don't get me wrong, I like you, I've already recognized it."

Luo Zigeng waved his hand, "Don't explain, it's easy to get darker and darker. Brother Kong, my cousin and I look three points alike. This is a fact that cannot be changed. If I want to be with you, unless I go for plastic surgery, I will be with you for the rest of my life." I have to live under his shadow, it's too tiring, I don't need to wrong myself so much."

Kong Xin was speechless, Luo Zigeng was clearly telling him to stop entanglement, the two got together and parted, and he was tired, so he didn't want to play with him anymore.

Putting the cup on the coffee table, Kong Xin stood up, "I'm sorry for you, Zigeng. The five years I've been with you are the happiest five years of my life, and I will never forget them."

Luo Zigeng also stood up, walked to his side, raised his hand and gently wiped the milk stains from the corner of his mouth, "A person's life is so long, just five years, any memory will be overwritten soon, forget it, or not, right? You decide."

"I won't forget," Kong Xin said firmly, he paused, and said with some hesitation, "You have the key to the house in Gulou, give it back to me."

"It should be returned to you," Luo Zigeng took off the keychain and mocked, "However, although my cousin's health is improving now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to satisfy you with his abilities."

"You're thinking too much," Kong Xin said with a stern face in embarrassment, "I want the key back because I plan to sell the house, and it has nothing to do with Wen Zhijun."

Luo Zigeng paused, "Lack of money?"

"No shortage," Kong Xin refused to show weakness in front of him, took the key back, took a deep breath, and said cruelly, "I'm leaving, I hope you can meet someone better than me in the future, I wish you all happiness. "

Luo Zigeng suddenly smiled mockingly. He squeezed Kong Xin's chin, forced him to raise his head, stared into his eyes, and said softly, "Reciprocity, should I wish you something? Then wish...you and cousin , you will never be happy."

Kong Xin was stunned, Luo Zigeng had never talked to him, with contemptuous eyes and a mean tone, he looked at him as if he were looking at a piece of trash.

——This is not Luo Zigeng in his memory!

"You...what's the matter with you?" Kong Xin murmured, "Zigeng?"

"People change," Luo Zigeng let go of his hand, took out a check book, leaned over to sign it, and handed it to him, "If you lack money, just tell me that you brought me up with you. Now that Master is in trouble, I will You can’t stand by and watch.”

A check of 5000 million was delivered to his face, but Kong Xin felt his fingers were extremely heavy. Luo Zigeng started from scratch, and after five years of hard work, he did not accumulate much assets. Now that a new store opened, I am afraid that 5000 million is already the limit.

He couldn't raise his hand to receive the money, turned his head away, gritted his teeth and said, "No need."

"One day husband and wife, one hundred days of grace, there is no need to lose face in front of me," Luo Zigeng stuffed the check into his pocket, straightened his waist and patted his cheek, "We are in the antique business, and a single transaction can cost tens of millions. , It’s hard to move without money, you can come to me anytime you have difficulties, you are not a good lover, but you are a good master, I will not avenge my kindness.”

The actions are so intimate, but the feelings are so alienated. Kong's confidence is like a knife. He doesn't know how he left. Sitting in a taxi, he stared blankly at the blurred night outside the window. Cover your face.

The taxi driver looked back at him, "Sir, are you all right?"

"fine."

"Hey, something is not going your way. Think about it. In this life, how can it be smooth all the time? At our age, there are old people, young people, and a family who only spends money. Tigress who does things, which man doesn’t have a headache? But don’t be afraid, we’ll get through it, and when the child grows up, life will be easier.”

——As long as you stop making trouble, I will be a tigress for the rest of your life...

The promise at the beginning seemed to be still in my ears, but now the other party refused to pamper him anymore. Kong Xin was full of bitterness, and forced a smile, "Yes, in a few years, in a few years, life will be better."

He lost his mind when he got in the car, but he recovered his composure when he got off the car. He has always been a person who is good at regulating his emotions, not to mention, now he has no more time to be vulnerable.

Many times, people show vulnerability because there is someone around who will feel distressed.

Now that he has betrayed his relatives, he no longer has the qualifications to be weak.

After getting out of the elevator, the sound of leather shoes turned on the voice-activated lights, and a thin figure curled up at the door. Hearing the sound, Kong Xin raised his head, and Kong Xin gasped for breath, "Zhijun?"

Wen Zhijun raised his face and laughed, "You really live here. That old bastard Wang Baxian even lied to me, saying that you live in the house in Mochou Lake, which caused me to run over and knock on the door for a long time, and was scolded by the neighbors."

"Why don't you call me?" Kong Xin opened the door and pulled Wen Zhijun in, "Your hands are as cold as ice in summer, where did you come from?"

"Your phone is turned off." Wen Zhijun was wearing a light gray cardigan with a hospital gown inside, making him look extremely fragile. He sat on the sofa and made tea by himself, "I ran away from the mental hospital."

"what???"

"Haha, I lied to you," Wen Zhijun smiled, "It's a nursing home, but looking at my mother, she really wants to send me to a mental hospital."

Kong Xin took out his mobile phone, only to remember that he hadn’t charged it when he came back from Henan, and it had already hung up. He took out the charger to charge it, and asked suspiciously, “What nursing home, you are in a nursing home during this time?”

Wen Zhijun held his teacup and rolled his eyes at him, "It's a shame that I came out with you. You didn't even know that I was sent to a nursing home. I'm really at a loss."

"I was dumped by Zigeng because of this matter, who is to blame?" Kong Xin was angry.

"Have you ever lived in a nursing home? I was not hospitalized, but imprisoned, or I was at fault."

"I was dumped by Zigeng, I'm at a loss."

"Minmin goes to fight with me every day, I'm at a loss!"

"I was dumped by Zigeng, I'm at a loss."

"...You repeater!" Wen Zhijun was annoyed.

Seeing his pale face and thin body, Kong Xin couldn't help feeling distressed for a while, and stopped provoking him, "Isn't it good to be in a nursing home without worrying about food and clothing? Why did you come out? You didn't even change your clothes, did you sneak away?" ? Kill me."

"I told my little aunt before I came out that I can't do anything in the nursing home," Wen Zhijun handed him a bank card, "Uncle Kong said such hurtful things out of anger, don't take it to heart." Go, after a while he will let you go home when his anger subsides, I think you are used to being extravagant, and you must not have much cash on hand now, you take these first, the password is your birthday."

Kong Xin held the bank card between his two fingers, and jokingly said, "Hey, is this a maintenance fee?"

Wen Zhijun smiled helplessly, "Yes, yes, I will take care of you. Now, I will put bath water for the benefactor, and I ran you three nests in one night, and I am exhausted."

Put the bank card back into his hand, "I don't need the money, you can take it back, don't let your mother know, I not only seduced the Wen family, but also asked Wen to take care of him, the crime is even greater."

Wen Zhijun clutched his bank card, lowered his eyes, "Xiao Xin, did you really treat me as Zigeng that day?"

Kong Xin was taken aback, thinking of the kiss that made him regret the first time, he responded lightly, "Mmm, I'm sorry."

Wen Zhijun smiled wryly, and murmured, "All this time, I thought he was my substitute, but I never thought that in the end, I would be his substitute..."

"Don't think so much," Kong Xin patted him on the back, "In my eyes, you are a good brother that no one can replace. I'll go and fill you with bath water, my lord."

Wen Zhijun laughed, "It's really heartless, I'm trapped by love, and you don't want to comfort me."

"I've comforted you, don't ask too much, okay?" Kong Xin walked backwards to the bathroom and said loudly, "I'm much more pitiful than you, I'm broken in love!"

"I'm also broken in love," Wen Zhijun looked at his big boy-like demeanor, and couldn't help but feel sore in his heart. There is no medicine for regret in the world, and he had to drink up the bitter wine brewed by his own cowardice back then.

Because when you change your mind, not everyone will wait for you behind your back.

He will meet a new lover, he will pour out the tenderness that should have been given to you to others, he will be spoiled like a child by others, and he will... never want to look back at you again.

Kong Xin's figure disappeared into the bathroom. Wen Zhijun covered his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried his best to restrain the tears that burst out of his eyes. He couldn't cry, let alone cry at Kong Xin's house. His Xiaoxin was considerate and soft-hearted, and he couldn't use his own Vulnerability to hold his feelings hostage.

Because, they can never go back.

The two were lying on the same bed at night, Kong Xin touched Wen Zhijun's thin body, and sighed, "Hui Ji will be hurt, you just think too much so you are sick all day long, you only eat and don't grow meat, wasting the country's food."

"Where did you get so fat?" Wen Zhijun squeezed the muscles on his shoulders, "How long has it been since we slept in the same bed?"

"It's been more than ten years," Kong Xin looked at the ceiling far away, and his memory went back to more than ten years ago. He, Wen Zhijun, and Meng Xin obviously had a guest room, but they all squeezed into the same bed, earning quilts at night. With a bloody head, no one can sleep well, but it seems like an addiction, always tossing like this.

Kong Xin closed his eyes, and the vivid teenagers seemed to be just yesterday, and it seemed to be the last lifetime.

"Xiaoxin," Wen Zhijun whispered, "Even if we can't be lovers, we will be good friends for life."

Kong Xin chuckled and scratched his nose, "Are you only three years old? Saying such childish things," he let out a long breath, and murmured, "Then let's be good friends for life."