warm color love

Walking on the streets of foreign countries, Han Yu felt unusually relaxed, the sun was a little soft, and the air on the streets was a little damp and cold.

He has always disliked very lively places. In Germany, no one knows him. Although he was not popular in China, he still had some fans.Every time he goes out, he has to be fully armed. He thinks that is very strange, and he feels overwhelmed when he is surrounded.

Everyone here doesn't know his past, nor guess his future, everyone is a stranger.Sometimes getting along with strangers is the most comfortable.

He walked into a BierGarten, ordered a glass of beer, looked at the pedestrians on the road, and felt that it would be nice to just stay there for a day.

The taste of beer is less intense than white wine, a bit less bitter than red wine, and a bit less sweet than fruit wine.

He didn't do much research on wine, but simply tasted it.

In the eyes of others, there is an Asian young man sitting lazily on the seat, looking at the street casually, the sun shines on his short hair, and the white shirt is slightly wrinkled because of the sitting posture, which is inexplicable It's kind of throbbing.

A lady came over first, wanting to strike up a conversation, she tried it first, and then found out that this beautiful young man could speak German, which was a pleasant surprise.After friendly expressing her wish to have a drink with him, Han Yu refused with a smile. The reason for the refusal was: I like men.

Very straightforward, the lady left after expressing her regret, and a few men started to move around.

After refusing several women and men to strike up a conversation, he got up and left. He felt that the time was almost up. He didn't tell Holman this time. It was time to send him a text message or make a phone call.

This time he came over suddenly, and I don't know if Holman is free.

Han Yu took out his mobile phone and dialed Holman's number. A few seconds later, a hearty voice came from the phone: "Han, why call me when you have time?"

"I'm in Berlin now, do you have time to come out for a drink?" Han Yu had a smile on his face, as warm as the first snow melting. It can be seen that he is in a good mood now.

"Oh, where are you now? I'm looking for you now." Holman's voice expressed his surprise at the moment. He didn't expect Han Yu to come to Berlin to find him for a drink. My friend took him a lot of effort, after all, he is a dead face control. For example, his current fluent Chinese was originally for the pursuit of the Chinese Department, but this fluent Chinese also helped him a lot. It is also of great help to him.

"Don't worry, there are still about two hours before you get off work. You are now a Chef. It's not good to skip work at will. I will go shopping casually first, and I will send you the address later." Han Yu felt helpless to his friends. , or the same as before.

"Okay then." Han Yu could imagine that his friend was a bit reluctant.

Han Yu is indifferent, and generally avoids socializing with others. He doesn't have many friends. The ones who can really be called friends are Holman and his manager, Brother Wang. The rest are casual acquaintances.

After putting the phone back into his pocket, Han Yu strolled on the street without any purpose, just stopped and stopped at random, went in when he saw a store he was interested in, and stopped when he saw something interesting, unconsciously for two hours Just wear it away.

Holman called Han Yu after finishing the matter at hand, and made an appointment to meet at a restaurant not far from the company.

Han Yu took a taxi on the street, reported his address, and soon arrived at the agreed place.

When Han Yu arrived, Holman had already ordered the meal. The two hugged each other, expressed their cordial and kind greetings to each other, and began to chat about how each other's life was recently.

"You're still with him?" Holman raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously. He should be the only one who knew that Han Yu liked Xie Zimu. Brother Wang still doesn't know this, and Han Yu didn't intend to let him Brother Wang knew, otherwise Brother Wang's head that was going to be bald would not have much hair.

Hearing this, Han Yu paused the movements of his hands, put down the knife and fork, leaned back, and sighed softly: "Yes."

"You didn't intend to tell him? It's been a few years. If you like it, just say it. At least you will get a result." Holman has always been against Han Yu's approach. He thinks that if he likes it, he has to express it. Just overcome the difficulties, besides, Han Yu and Xie Zimu are bound together in the name of nurturing, how ugly, this is Han Yu's insult to himself, so he really can't wait to beat this friend to death himself.

When he knew about this at the time, he wished he could fly over from the other side of the ocean or strangle Han Yu to death along the telephone line. He felt that his friend had really lived and returned. What did he look like? Or, he has expressed his opinion countless times, and now he has nothing to do but inquire about it, hoping that one day a miracle will happen, and the relationship between his friends will have a good result.

Han Yu was silent for a long time when he heard the words, he also knew it, but how could it be that simple, the inferiority complex brought on since childhood cannot be shaken off deep into the bone marrow, not to mention that Xie Zimu doesn't like entangled people, he said that he can't even get the warmth now .

"We will have nothing to do in a few months, and I plan to quit the circle." Han Yu felt depressed, his eyes were covered by the broken hair in front of him.

Holman took a deep look at Han Yu: "You can't let him go." He felt that Xie Zimu's influence on Han Yu was so deep that Han Yu might never forget Xie Zimu in the future, and he couldn't even get rid of him. The impact of this incident.

"It doesn't matter if you can let it go, so what if you can't let it go. People who are not in the same world will always be separated. There is no such thing as letting go or not letting go." Han Yu exhaled, smiled at Holman and said

"Don't mention him, you will have no money in the future, remember to come to me, I will reserve a seat for you in the company." Holman wanted to change the subject.

"Fuck you, I can't afford to support myself." Han Yu smiled when he heard this

Holman looked at Han Yu's exquisite appearance and sighed, how could he be a man, so good-looking, but it's good to be a buddy, you can still look at it if you have nothing to do.If Han Yu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say that he was a face control again.

"What about you, how are you doing recently? Last time I heard that your father asked you to marry that girl from the Angelet family." Han Yu started to care about his friend's love life, and he definitely didn't bring this up on purpose. He just cared about his friends, Han Yu looked at Holman with a sincere face.

Holman wanted to beat up Han Yu a little bit, which pot was not opened and which pot was to be lifted.

He was about to be annoyed to death, and he didn't know where his father made a mistake. He insisted on getting engaged to a little girl: "I'm about to be so worried, she's only 18 years old, and she's nearly 10 years younger than me. Year old, how can I bear to do it, and I don't know what the two old men think."

"Does the little girl have any objections? Marrying an uncle?" Han Yu said with a smile.

Holman was even more worried when he heard the words, and his eyebrows were furrowed. Han Yu felt that there must be something inside: "What uncle, isn't he only about 10 years older? The little girl still calls me big brother." Huo Yu Erman first refuted Han Yu's title of "uncle" fiercely, and then quickly fell into distress, "I don't know what to say when I say this, the girl said she likes me, and she felt that when she was young. My big brother is very nice, I don’t even remember when I saw her, and a few years later, the girl is still younger, it’s too early to start wanting to fall in love at such a young age.”

"Morning? According to the love history you once showed off to me, you knew how to send roses to little girls when you were four years old." Han Yu began to talk about Holman's own past.

"Han." Holman felt that it had been a long time since Han Yu suddenly became able to speak.

"Then what do you think of the little girl now?" Han Yu resumed his serious look, and stopped laughing at Holman.

Holman didn't answer Han Yu's question quickly, he was a little lost in his own thoughts, and his expression was a bit tangled. Han Yu felt that Holman was not completely unintentional towards him.

"She is actually very good, very lively, enthusiastic, and very cute, but she is still too young, I am afraid that she will not be able to distinguish what is love, what is the admiration brought by childhood or other feelings. I Much older than her, I can't mislead her thinking, even I like her a little bit. I am willing to wait for her to grow up, if she still likes me after a few years, I will marry her, for this little girl One family." It was rare for Han Yu to see Holman look so serious, and this time he must have been attracted to his little girl.

After Holman finished speaking, he seemed relieved, and finally expressed his truest thoughts. He felt reborn, and the burden that had been on him for several days was suddenly lifted.

Han Yu picked up the red wine in hand: "I wish you happiness in advance, and don't forget to invite me at the wedding."

"I will never forget you. You must give me a big red envelope according to the Chinese custom." Holman said with a smile.

"It must be." Han Yu drank the red wine in his glass. He was very happy. This friend, who loved to play when he was young, has gradually settled down over the years. Now he has found his little girl. In a few years, he will be happy. There will be a small family of their own, and they will have their own children, and he, I hope he can live better by himself.

Holman's mood was a little high at this time. Men who have solved major life issues are different. He thought about asking Han Yu out for a few more drinks at night. He could see that Han Yu's mood was not very good. It's not interesting to go back to the hotel. It's better to go out and drink with him, and then go back and have a good sleep.

He, I just hope that Han Yu can end that relationship as soon as possible, or make it clear, anyway, it can't be like this anymore, as a friend, he really can't stand it anymore.

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Xie letter, President Xie will be on stage soon

When writing the article, I found it interesting to write the name of the president, Zimu, Alphabet, hehe, Alphabet President