the moon in the attic

Yan Yang has been stable since he joined the work. From a company intern to a project manager, he has taken a path that is extremely vulgar.

The school bully in the past has become the most ordinary office worker, sneaking into the office building in a white shirt and disappearing from the crowd.

When I think of Han Yu, I will suffer from insomnia, and sometimes I dream of him, and when I wake up, I think, maybe I will meet him someday.

He didn't think about what to say when we met again, and he often brainwashed himself. You are an adult, and everything that comes before you can go with the flow and solve it perfectly.

It wasn't until he ran into Han Yu in the car that he realized that all his mental construction was bullshit in front of this person.

He was so full of heart and eyes that he couldn't hold anything else. Everything about Han Yu rolled through his blood and bone marrow wrapped in love, but when he called out, he just said "Brother Yu" just like everyone else.

Han Yu asked Yan Yang, "What about you, do you still love me?" Yan Yang couldn't say a word.

They were like two mutes, thinking about each other, but neither of them dared to speak again.

The wine table was noisy, a group of people clinked glasses, and after toasting true love, Yan Yang filled up the wine again.

Xing Yihua also filled his cup and asked Yan Yang, "How many days will I stay this time?"

Yan Yang had just finished his work, and gave himself a one-month vacation for the first time, and didn't think about staying here for a few days.

But he didn't know if it was because Xing Yihua asked this question, or because there were other people around him, he thought about it and said, "One month."

"Hey," before Xing Yihua could speak, Gao Chen asked first, "How can you stay this time?"

Yan Yang glanced at him, and couldn't help hurting him, "Without you, I can earn so much money, I wouldn't be able to earn millions even if I rest for a year."

The people at the table laughed again, and Xing Yihua said, "That's good, I want to invite you to dinner in two days. Today is too noisy, and I don't have time to talk."

After he finished speaking, he asked Han Yu again, "Brother Yu, can you come?"

Although Han Yu has been busy in recent years, he never fails to attend any gatherings. In fact, Xing Yihua doesn't need to ask this question.

Sure enough, Han Yu nodded, "Yes."

Ji Hao asked Han Yu, "How many times have you been back this year? Three times?"

Han Yu didn't know whether it was on purpose or casually, he said very carefully, "Counting this four times, you were not there at the beginning of the year, and you knew about Qingming Festival and May Day."

Yan Yang squeezed the wine glass, listened to Han Yu's voice, and wondered when he would be able to talk so much at once.

He raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, and felt his stomach burn uncomfortably after drinking.

As soon as he put down the glass, he felt Han Yu touching him next to him.

Han Yu looked a little hesitant, "Uncomfortable?"

Yan Yang didn't expect him to be so sharp-eyed, so he shook his head and denied, "No."

Han Yu still looked at him, as if he still wanted to say something, Yan Yang waited patiently, Han Yu said after a while, "This alcohol has a high alcohol content."

People who used to pour half a glass of beer can now tell the alcohol content, Yan Yang was in a daze for a moment.

He moved his lips a few times, wanting to ask how you practiced, but in the end he didn't say anything, only responded with an "um".

It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's just that he really doesn't know what to say.

This meeting was expected, but he didn't rehearse the performance he should have today. Except for a little insomnia, everything else was normal.

He also often suffers from insomnia.

The two just looked at each other, and after a while, Han Yu said, "It feels like your complexion is not very good."

Yan Yang didn't look in the mirror, but he also knew that his complexion couldn't be better now.

Stomach pain, drinking, and the ex-boyfriend sitting next to him, it is impossible to look good when you list any of them, but he still said, "No."

When people are embarrassed or nervous, they just want to do something. Yan Yang feels uncomfortable all over, curled up with one hand on his knee, and picked up the cup with the other.

Han Yu pressed his hand and handed him a bottle of water.

The wine table was noisy, and no one noticed them.Xiao / Ying

Yan Yang's thoughts were confused, and he heard Han Yu whisper, "If you feel uncomfortable, drink less."

In the past so many years, Han Yu was still so considerate, which made Yan Yang's muscles and bones ache.

He couldn't help but look at Han Yu again, Han Yu was not at all the same as he remembered, he became rich, he didn't live in the attic, and he was better at drinking.

Unlike Yan Yang, he didn't dare to speak when he saw Han Yu in his dream, but after drinking a little wine, he couldn't help but want to keep looking at him. He was worthless at that time, and he is still worthless now.

Fortunately, there were many people at the table, so they didn't have time to reminisce about the past alone. Gao Chen asked Yan Yang following the words just now, "Where do you live this time?"

Yan Yang doesn't come back often these few years, and he doesn't live at home when he comes back. He has his own house, but it hasn't been renovated yet, so every time he comes back, he stays in a hotel.

If you stay for a month this time, you have to plan again.

Before Yan Yang could speak, Han Yu who was beside him rushed to say, "My side..."

He was half-spoken and stopped without waiting for anyone to remind him.

He does have a house here, but Yan Yang won't live in it.

Sure enough, Yan Yang said, "I have a place to live."

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was a bit self-indulgent, glanced at Han Yu, and said with a big smile, "You are such an adult, can you let yourself have nowhere to go?"

Gao Chen watched the awkwardness between the two, and regretted for the 108th time that he had opened his mouth.

Gao Chen was not the only one who noticed something was wrong between the two.

Although only Gao Chen knows about Yan Yang and Han Yu on the surface, Yan Yang has always suspected that Ji Hao also knows about it, but he just doesn't ask and doesn't tell.

Although Fan Qing didn't spend much time playing with them, but girls are delicate in mind, and Yan Yang felt that she might have doubted it a long time ago.

After all the calculations, only Xing Yihua was the one who really couldn't understand, so the next words were destined to be asked by Xing Yihua blindly.

Xing Yuhua glanced between the two of them, jokingly said, "Master, I remember that you and brother Yu had the best relationship when you were in school, why do you talk so little today?"

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, everyone at the table fell silent for a while.

Xing Yihua blinked, and subconsciously glanced at Fan Qing.

Fan Qing could bear it, and patted him on the shoulder as if nothing had happened, "Yan Yang is called introverted, he is just like you, an idiot for more than ten years."

Before Xing Yihua said anything, Gao Chen quickly answered, "Yes, they are all like you."

As he talked, he talked about Xing Yihua's sensational broadcasting incident, and raised his cup to think about the past, "Is that what you said? 'Fan Qing, I will always love you'."

Fan Qing laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, she patted her thigh, "Yes!"

At first Ji Hao only watched them making trouble, but now he interjected, "Yang Yang has become mature."

They said one sentence to another, and the two parties finally recovered from embarrassment to expressionlessness. Yan Yang said, "Yes, I am mature."

Xing Yihua became the target of public criticism for no reason, and scolded them a few times with a smile, "I just know what happened before, can I look forward."

"Okay," Gao Chen raised his glass, "then look ahead."

As the crowd tossed and exchanged cups, they swallowed what happened to that person that year mixed with laughing fights, looking forward in a lively manner.

Yan Yang drank up the glass of wine, and Han Yu didn't even drink it.

They had been separated for ten years, and there was not a single day in his heart where Yan Yang was not in his heart, so how could he look forward.

Xing Yihua and Fan Qing had to go to another table to toast, they didn't rest after drinking the cup, and raised it again after it was full.

Xing Yihua smiled and said, "The third cup of toast... Hey, you can toast as you like."

The people at the table were buzzing for a long time without talking to each other. Some said "good health" and some said "smooth sailing". Yan Yang heard Han Yu whisper, "I respect you."

Yan Yang took a sip of white wine and burned it down the esophagus, causing pain in all internal organs.

Ten years old love, full of sincerity, riddled with holes, now I look up, but I can only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

He sang an anti-key in his heart, covering his eyes from the hot rain, "Respect to the right person who misses it."