My reunion with you is a belated confession

"Hey, it's really not easy to see you two now!" Gao An looked like he was inquiring, even though he said "you", but he stared at Xingheng with resentful eyes that made people laugh and cry.

Glancing at the shop door layout behind Gao An, he immediately said disgustedly: "Even if you don't have a clue about the two of us, at least you have a few catties and a couple of taels, so you can make an appointment with such a leisurely and elegant place."

That's right, Gao An said he wanted to invite the two of them to dinner, but he made an appointment at a teahouse.

The decoration is so elegant and exquisite that Xingheng took back the feet that had just gone out.

He turned a corner and kicked Gao An's little ankle.

Because he turned around, he didn't control his strength well.

Gao An's voice resounded through the sky.

"Brother Xing, isn't the place a bit more elegant, you don't deserve it, as for the New Year's Eve, you should be ruthless." Gao An squatted on the ground in embarrassment while screaming.

"stand up!"

"I'm sorry." Gao An spilled the water directly, almost lying on the ground: "I can't get up, liver flower | heart and lung hurt."

Xingheng rolled his eyes and sneered: "I'll treat you to dinner, let me treat you."

As soon as the words were finished, Gao An stood up straight, and really surprised He Mingsheng who was on the side.

"I'm going to drive." Gao An ran away, and in the middle of the walk, he didn't forget to shout: "I'll be the driver for you two."

He Mingsheng and Xing Heng were left looking at each other.

Although I don't think it's embarrassing, but for a meal, the scene is a bit grand. Just as Xingheng was about to explain, he heard He Mingsheng say with a smile: "You two really have the same addiction to drama, who is your teacher?"

this?How to explain this, they are self-taught?

Xingheng could only laugh, his eyes wandering into the distance.

Sitting in the barbecue restaurant, Gao An really seemed to come to eat, devouring the food in front of him.Before there was He Mingsheng, or before Xingheng reunited with He Mingsheng, he had to pile a bunch of delicious food in front of Xingheng.

Even the three years in high school were the same, but now it's different, the two of them have become the most important people in each other's life, and what he does will be superfluous.

After the new year, there is no taste of the year, but it is a rare holiday.The store is crowded with people, groups of three or five, friends, or a small family, such a group of strangers, gathered in the same place at the same time, and each talked about their own things.

Xingheng picked up the baked potatoes next to him, ate one or two slices, and took another sip of the beer beside him.

The things on the table were almost swept away, He Mingsheng handed Xing Heng another bunch of baked rice cakes.

Xingheng leaned against the back of the chair, resting his left hands on the back of the chair together.

Before the words could be spoken, He Mingsheng only took a glance, and then took back the things he had just handed over.

It’s such a barrier-free silent communication——No matter what Xingheng eats, as long as he puts on this posture, he is already full, and it’s useless to be persuaded by others to eat more.

It seemed that it was really a treat for dinner. From the time they sat down to the end, they only chatted throughout the whole process: Is yours delicious?Eh?This is not delicious baked, who ordered this?

Xingheng just sat there like a gentleman, and when Gao An put down the last stick, he offered to hand over a glass of beer.

Seeing Xingheng's hand, Gao An's hand that was just about to be raised paused indiscernibly.

That's rarely the case between the two of them.

Xingheng never took the initiative to pass wine to him. Although he would take care of Xingheng, he also did not pass wine to him.

I always feel that as long as a glass of wine is handed over solemnly, it probably means that some important decision has been made.

Gao An raised his head, stared at the one in Xingheng's hand for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it.

But he just picked it up, didn't drink, but waited for the person opposite to speak.

Seeing this, Xingheng sighed softly.

Gao An really understood him.

Pour yourself a glass of wine, Xingheng toasted: "I'm leaving again, there is no return date yet."

I'm leaving again, no return date.

It was clearly a statement, a statement of the facts, but in He Mingsheng's ears, there were mixed feelings.

He has always felt that as long as two people have the same heart, as long as two people have each other in their hearts, then the road ahead will be unimpeded.

But he ignored one thing from the beginning to the end - before Xingheng met him, there was only one Gao An on his friend list.

The hand holding the wine glass slightly exerted force, the light sprinkled in the wine, and the white foam gradually dissipated, one or two, visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, he felt like a hypocrite, like standing on the commanding heights of morality, saying what was good for you, and forcibly stripping Xingheng from his original life.

We live in this world, even if we are two people who love each other, we should have lives other than lovers.

When he came back to this place, there was Gao An, Shi Zhuo and Mu Xiaozhou whom he met again. They were all very good people, but he never thought about it.

Gao An didn't say much, just filled up the empty quilt in He Mingsheng's hand, held it up high, and then drank heavily, just like the knights in ancient times, "all in the wine without saying anything".

On the way back, He Mingsheng was obviously not in a good mood. Xingheng offered to drive, but He Mingsheng did not refuse.

It was really because of the thought that suddenly rushed into his mind at the moment just ended, which disrupted his self-righteous plan.

After the car drove a certain distance, Xingheng turned on the music.

It is a piece of pure music - "Old Street".

In the somewhat depressing atmosphere at the moment, it seemed inappropriate for no reason, just like the exclusive BGM when someone appeared in a TV series.

He is easily irritable and depressed, but he only likes this kind of sad music.

Every time I open the playlist, this kind of pure music always occupies 90.00%.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Xingheng finally spoke as he passed an intersection.

Maybe he knew, he thought.

"Xingzi, did I do something wrong?" He Mingsheng looked forward, as if he was thinking hard, but also seemed to be unable to think of any results, and he was full of doubts and waited for answers.

"No." Xingheng said without thinking.

Sure enough, he still understood He Mingsheng.After he said those words, He Mingsheng's eyes were obviously stunned. He could see clearly and clearly.

However, he still said it without explaining.

Because this is the fact that he is willing to follow He Mingsheng is his business, but He Mingsheng must also understand this matter.

This was something he had to resolve before following He Mingsheng.

He didn't want this matter to be mentioned in the future, as it would bring He Mingsheng no less pain than it does now.

Before they separated, he really felt that there was only He Mingsheng left in his life, but after the reunion, although he still loved this person, not less than before, even more.

However, friendship and love are two different things after all, he can completely choose love, but he has some regrets.