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Sit down and drink and chat naturally, talking about boring trivial things in life or work.Du Ziqing's drinking capacity was average, and it didn't take long for his face to turn red, and his eyes were a little blurred.

Jiang Zheyan went somewhere to blow the wind, Song Linhan drank vigorously by himself, Hou Jiahao explained a few words to Liang Xiaomei, and brought Du Ziqing back to the room.

The world upstairs seems to be isolated from the two, and the noisy and impetuous night has become quiet and serene.

Hou Jiahao untied Du Ziqing's tie, took off his coat, and took him to the bathroom to wash up.Although Du Ziqing was drunk, he was not unconscious, and instead became as cute and cute as a kitten. Hou Jiahao couldn't help but recall the stupid kid who gave him the wrong money when he was a child.

Hou Jiahao hadn't seen Du Ziqing like this for at least ten years.

"You were being stupid just now." Du Ziqing said with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"Why am I so reckless?" Hou Jiahao felt as if a cat's paw was scratching his heart, which made his heart itch.He rolled up Du Ziqing's cuffs to keep them from getting wet.

"Brother Han's birthday, you don't drink, you don't give face at all."

"I drank it." Hou Jiahao unbuttoned Du Ziqing's chest again, so as not to feel uncomfortable when he buried his head.

"Then why aren't you drunk?" Du Ziqing washed away the foam from his mouth, and Hou Jiahao immediately took a towel to wipe his mouth.

Du Ziqing held up an index finger, and said in a straightforward manner: "My friend is dead, if you don't get drunk, you just don't give face."

Hou Jiahao thought it was a little funny, and wanted to tease him: "If I was drunk, you would be on the bed right now."

"Why?" Du Ziqing tilted his head and began to think carefully, but it was obvious that his current brain was not strong enough for him to understand this question.

Hou Jiahao rolled up his trousers again, took off his socks, and washed his feet.

After finishing all this, Hou Jiahao led Du Ziqing out of the bathroom, but before taking two steps, Du Ziqing stopped, took his hand and said, "Brother Hao."

"That's it?" Hou Jiahao stopped and turned to look at him.

"I want to pee."

"Then I'll go out first." Hou Jiahao turned his head away, but Du Ziqing didn't let go of his hand.

"I've washed my hands and can't get dirty."

Hou Jiahao was stunned for a moment, then subtly hooked the corners of his mouth: "You want me to help you?"

Du Ziqing nodded.

"Then you stand facing the toilet."

Du Ziqing obeyed obediently.

Hou Jiahao came behind Du Ziqing, unbuttoned his pants, pulled down the zipper, and then put his big hands into the inexplicably tempting white underwear.

"Hmm..." Du Ziqing snorted.

Hou Jiahao's eyes tightened, and he barely restrained the urge to rub the lump of flesh in his hands.He took out Little Du, pointed it at the toilet, and whispered in Du Ziqing's ear hoarsely, "It's done."

After a while, the sound of water sounded.Hou Jiahao looked over Du Ziqing's shoulder and looked at the lump of meat in his hand. It seemed to be a bit bigger than it was eight years ago. I wonder if the shape will be the same after being congested?

No, no, no, I can't think about it.

Hou Jiahao was distracted and couldn't control his strength. Du Ziqing turned to look at him sadly: "You hurt me."

The focus of the line of sight moved back to the front from below, and after focusing, a small red face and slightly watery eyes came into view.

Hou Jiahao's brain suddenly rang alarm bells, constantly warning him of danger.

"Sorry." He barely squeezed two words out of his mouth, trying to control the urge to kiss.

The sound of water soon stopped, Hou Jiahao pulled a tissue to wipe Xiao Du, and then helped Du Ziqing put on his pants.

After putting Du Ziqing on the bed and covering him with the quilt, Hou Jiahao planned to greet Song Linhan and Jiang Zheyan first, but at this moment Du Ziqing suddenly grabbed his cuff without warning.

"Brother Hao, why are you so nice to me?" Du Ziqing's face was still red, it seemed that he was still drunk.

Hou Jiahao smiled softly, knowing that Du Ziqing would not remember what he said now, so he put one hand on the side of the bed, and touched Du Ziqing's head with the other: "Because I like you."

"Actually..." Du Ziqing retracted his hands under the quilt, covered half of his face, and said sullenly, "I like you too."

Hou Jiahao's smile froze on his face. He knew that Du Ziqing was talking drunk, but he still asked nervously, "Really?"

"Well, I like it very much."

After Du Ziqing finished speaking, as if he had relieved some heavy burden, he turned his back to Hou Jiahao, and said in a daze, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Seeing how Du Ziqing fell asleep so quickly, Hou Jiahao's nervous expression turned into helplessness.This is obviously not an atmosphere of confession, but more like thanking him.

Sighing, Hou Jiahao left the room.

In the living room of Hou Jiahao's room, three men with different expressions were sitting on the sofa, waiting for someone to speak first.

From Hou Jiahao's point of view, Song Linhan and Jiang Zheyan would know about his relationship with Du Ziqing, only Du Ziqing told them.Du Ziqing wanted to speak ill of him to these two people behind his back, but he also admitted it, after all, he was the one who was wrong first.But why does it feel so strange now?Why do Song Linhan and Jiang Zheyan think he is scum, not disgusting?

At least he always thought that Du Ziqing was disgusted with that incident back then, otherwise he wouldn't be disgusted with being in close contact with him now.

And since the three of them were talking about this behind his back without telling him, their attitudes should be the same.After that incident, it was Du Ziqing who ignored him first, so why would anyone think he was "scumbag"?No matter how you look at it, it was Du Ziqing who rejected him.

Jiang Zheyan was even more strange.He thought back on the previous events, trying to find out if there were any missing details, but he still couldn't figure out why Hou Jiahao would suddenly tell him that he had found a girlfriend.It was also because of this that he could not understand Hou Jiahao's kindness to Du Ziqing.

Since you can't accept other people's feelings, why hang on to others?Besides selfishness, he really couldn't find another adjective.

But what's going on now, if Hou Jiahao likes Du Ziqing, then he's already got it, why is he still looking for a girlfriend?

Is it to deal with the family?But eight years ago, there was no need to deal with it, and this was not a reason to hurt Du Ziqing, but even worse.

Song Linhan sobered up a little. He probably understood what was going on right now, but what he thought in his heart was that he must not sleep with his brother in the future, otherwise it would be really messy.

It's not good to be a brother, but how much better is it to find a girl?

After a long time, Hou Jiahao, who was still one of the protagonists in the incident, couldn't hold back any longer. He asked bluntly, "What did Ziqing tell you?"

Song Linhan subconsciously looked at Jiang Zheyan, obviously not wanting to get involved, waiting for Jiang Zheyan to answer.

"He didn't say much, I guessed it." Jiang Zheyan's tone was relatively calm, and he also planned to have a good discussion with Hou Jiahao to make him pay attention to his attitude towards Du Ziqing.

"Guess it?" Hou Jiahao looked surprised. He thought about it for a while, and he didn't know where he exposed himself, so that Jiang Zheyan guessed what happened that night.

"If this incident hadn't stimulated him, maybe he wouldn't have left in that way, and he would have been away for so many years." Jiang Zheyan said again.

"That's right." Hou Jiahao sighed, "I know I did something wrong, so I should seek his permission first."

"Are you ashamed to ask his permission?" Jiang Zheyan asked in surprise, he couldn't understand what was going on in Hou Jiahao's mind more and more, "You put him to sleep, and you still need to ask his permission to find a girlfriend?"

"...What?" Hou Jiahao was taken aback, "I mean, if you have sex with him, you should ask his permission first."

"Of course you should...not." Jiang Zheyan realized that the topic was taken off course, and immediately emphasized: "I said that it was not about the two of you in the hotel that stimulated him, but about you looking for a girlfriend."

"..." Hou Jiahao showed a confused expression, and after a while, he asked, "Why?"

"???" Now even Song Linhan couldn't stand it anymore, "What's the matter with you, Hou Jiahao? You put someone to sleep on your front foot, but you're looking for a new love on your back foot. How dare you ask why?"

"……and many more."

Hou Jiahao finally knew what was wrong.

"Don't you know that it was Ziqing who rejected me first?"

"What?" The other two asked in unison, but Jiang Zheyan added: "Impossible."

Du Ziqing liked Hou Jiahao so much, how could he refuse him?

"Let's put it this way." Hou Jiahao hesitated for a moment, and continued: "At that time, after I returned to the United States, I tried to test Ziqing if he wanted to be with me, but he didn't respond to me, so I knew that what happened that night was just I was wishful thinking. So I found a girlfriend just to give myself a step down—of course, I know that I am very sorry for Yu Shumin."

Hou Jiahao actually didn't want to recall these things, and he didn't want to tell others the wrong past, but now is obviously not the time for him to hide it.

Hearing Hou Jiahao's words, Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan were stunned. Why is this version of the story different from what they knew?

"You mean...Ziqing didn't respond to your feelings?" Jiang Zheyan tried to get his brain to work, recalling what happened eight years ago, "When did you ask him?"

"I asked immediately after returning to the United States."

"How did you ask? He may not understand what you mean."

Hou Jiahao shook his head: "I asked him how his health was, and then..."

Hou Jiahao paused for a moment. Even though he was already familiar with the two people in front of him, he still felt a little embarrassed and said, "I asked him how he is more comfortable. I will pay more attention next time."

Jiang Zheyan was silent, Hou Jiahao's question was indeed very straightforward, Du Ziqing didn't understand why.

"So you see, it's impossible for him not to understand what I mean." Hou Jiahao smiled helplessly, "But he hasn't replied to my message for two or three days."

But at this moment, Song Linhan raised his hand suddenly, and said uncertainly, "Why do I... think your words sound familiar?"

"Familiar?" Hou Jiahao asked back, not quite understanding why it wasn't familiar.

"How do I remember that you seemed to ask me this sentence."

Now Jiang Zheyan also felt something was wrong: "What do you mean?"

"Did you send it to me by mistake?" Jiang Zheyan scratched the back of his head, "I remember you asked me if I was feeling well for no reason, and I didn't know what you meant, so I just ignored it."

"..."

"..."

Hou Jiahao frowned and said, "Impossible, how could I see the wrong person?"

"Yes." Jiang Zheyan obviously didn't believe that Hou Jiahao would make a mistake.

"Ah, I remembered!" Song Linhan said in a daze, "I seem to... borrow Ziqing's QQ..."

"...!" Hou Jiahao stood up abruptly, "What did you say?!"

Jiang Zheyan was also a little shocked, he didn't expect such an episode in the middle: "Why are you borrowing Ziqing's QQ?"

"Borrow a trumpet to fight in the group..." Song Linhan's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Arguing???" Jiang Zheyan was speechless.

"You all know how depressed I was at that time, quarreling on the Internet was the only way to vent." Song Linhan felt Hou Jiahao's murderous gaze, and explained: "Arguing, you know, you can't control so much , so I didn't care about your inexplicable news..."

"I fucking..."

Hou Jiahao seldom swears and can make him scold his mother, which shows how angry he is.

"You, you calm down." Song Linhan quickly hid away, "You are a professional who hits someone, and you are directly sentenced to attempted murder."

Hou Jiahao took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down: "What about the chat records?"

"I borrowed it to quarrel, and I definitely wouldn't choose news roaming."

In other words, the messages on the computer will not be synchronized to the mobile phone, and the mobile phone will not receive notifications.

"..."

Hou Jiahao had already tried his best to prevent himself from destroying Song Linhan, but he still couldn't help it.

"Come here." Hou Jiahao walked in the direction of Song Linhan, Jiang Zheyan quickly stood up and stopped him.

"It's useless for you to cripple him now."

"What disability?" Song Linhan protested while hiding, "Don't say such terrible things."

"I shouldn't have dealt with him?" Hou Jiahao said to Jiang Zheyan, "Ziqing misunderstood me for eight years! He still misunderstood me now!"

"Calm down, now you know what's going on, isn't it great?"

Hearing this, Hou Jiahao's mood calmed down a little. Jiang Zheyan was right, even though it was a fucking thing, it was indeed good news.

"I always thought that Ziqing thought I was disgusting, but it turned out to be this guy's fault."

"But to be honest, you didn't show that you like men, even I didn't think of it." Jiang Zheyan persuaded.

"Who is okay to tell others that they like men?"

"Jiang Zheyan just say it." Song Linhan hugged the pillow and said while hiding in the corner of the sofa.

Only then did Hou Jiahao realize something. He grabbed Jiang Zheyan by the collar and asked fiercely, "What's going on with you and Ziqing?"

☆、Chapter 29

The three of them finally sat down again, and the atmosphere was not as tense as before.Song Linhan still hugged the pillow with lingering fear, but he also knew that Hou Jiahao's attention was no longer on him.

"So you told me this on purpose to get Ziqing out of my 'claw'?" Hou Jiahao raised his brows and said displeasedly.

"If Ziqing is willing to come into my arms, I'm OK anytime."

"Don't even think about it." Hou Jiahao said, but he suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "By the way, since you have talked with Ziqing, what is his attitude towards me?"

"This—" Jiang Zheyan deliberately delayed talking, to whet Hou Jiahao's appetite, "you can ask him yourself."

Hou Jiahao knew that Jiang Zheyan was difficult to deal with, so he glanced at Song Linhan, who immediately shuddered: "He may like you."

The corners of Jiang Zheyan's eyes twitched, this was not the first time, Song Linhan was always against him.

"Really?" Hou Jiahao couldn't believe it.The misunderstanding all along made him never think that Du Ziqing would like him at all, but he suddenly thought of Du Ziqing's phrase "I like it very much" not long ago, and great joy instantly invaded his heart.

"Don't be too happy." Jiang Zheyan said coldly, "Don't you solve it, old man?"

"...Yes." Hou Jiahao calmed down, "I will give Ziqing an explanation."

Having said it so clearly, Jiang Zheyan couldn't compete with Hou Jiahao for the allocation of the room anymore.Hou Jiahao took his clothes and went next door, while Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan slept in Hou Jiahao's room.

After Jiang Zheyan and Song Linhan finished washing, they occupied half of Hou Jiahao's big bed.Song Linhan drank a lot and soon fell into a deep sleep, while Jiang Zheyan was a little worried about Du Ziqing next door, so he kept paying attention to the movement next door.

But I don't know if the sound insulation effect of the room is too good, there is no sound coming from the next door, after a while, Jiang Zheyan gradually became sleepy.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, a restless leg suddenly slammed into his stomach, almost knocking out his dinner.

"..." Jiang Zheyan cursed in his heart, lifted that leg and threw it to the side.

A few minutes later, an arm suddenly swung over and pressed against his chest, almost making him think it was a ghost pressing the bed.

"My mother..." Jiang Zheyan grabbed his arm and threw it aside.

A few minutes later, a huge koala crawled over and clamped him tightly with hands and feet.

"Your uncle, Song Linhan." Jiang Zheyan cursed, sat up abruptly and turned on the bedside lamp, and at this time Song Linhan also woke up.

He muttered, "What's the noise?", then turned over in dissatisfaction, and continued to sleep.

Seeing him sleeping so soundly, Jiang Zheyan kicked him off the bed with a shadowless kick.

Song Linhan hugged the quilt and sat cross-legged on the ground. It took him a while to realize that it was Jiang Zheyan who kicked him off: "I rely on you to be sick, Jiang?"

"Go sleep on the sofa for me." Jiang Zheyan raised his arm and pointed to the sofa without any objection.

"Why should I?!" Song Linhan immediately rolled onto the bed, firmly occupying his position.

"If you move around again, I'll kick you down." Jiang Zheyan said harshly.

"Fuck, are you still afraid that I will molest you?" Song Linhan gave Jiang Zheyan a disgusted look, and continued to sleep with his back turned to him.

Jiang Zheyan reckoned that Song Linhan would be honest now, so he turned off the light and continued to lie down.However, it didn't take long before a leg hit him again.

What does it mean to be unbearable, no need to bear it anymore?It's now.

Guessing that Song Linhan's weakness was close at hand, Jiang Zheyan didn't even think about going up, just a dragon's claw hand.

"what--!"

A howl resounded through the entire building.

"I *your mother, Jiang Zheyan!" Song Linhan's tongue was so painful that it was about to tie up, "Do you want to squeeze my egg to burst?!"

"I warned you." Jiang Zheyan gave Song Linhan a cold look, as if "you asked for this".

Song Linhan rolled over and over on the bed, and it took a while for the sharp pain between his legs to subside.He looked at Jiang Zheyan fiercely: "If I don't fucking take revenge, my surname will not be Song!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Linhan rushed towards Jiang Zheyan, lifting his vaginal legs, punching eggs, and picking chrysanthemum hands, taking turns to attack Jiang Zheyan's lower body.However, Jiang Zheyan had been prepared for a long time, strictly guarding against death, not leaking water, and even found a neutral position, aiming at Song Linhan's leather duck is a millennium kill.

"Fuck!" Song Linhan covered his butt, retreated to the bed, and said angrily, "I'm sleeping on the sofa! What's the big deal!"

Jiang Zheyan smiled contemptuously, occupying the entire big bed in a victorious posture.

When Hou Jiahao came to Du Ziqing's room, the person on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep.In order not to disturb Du Ziqing's sleep, he lifted the quilt lightly and went to bed, tried his best to suppress his inner emotions, and did not wake Du Ziqing up.

People who were far away in the sky suddenly become close at hand, and it seems that if you take a step forward, you will be at your fingertips.But Hou Jiahao also knew that things would not go so smoothly, at least the stubborn old man in his family would never make it easy for him.

But when he hugged Du Ziqing, he knew that no matter what he did, it was worth it.He needs to think about how to face the person in his arms when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

Maybe, after eight years, it's time to love him again?

[Omitted]

How could it be like this?

What the hell happened last night?

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☆、Chapter 30

When Du Ziqing was wandering in outer space, his cell phone rang.Seeing that he didn't respond, Hou Jiahao asked in a low voice, "Shall I get it for you?"

Du Ziqing woke up suddenly, broke free from Hou Jiahao's embrace, turned over and picked up the cell phone on the bedside table.It was the message from Jiang Zheyan.

"How are you and Hou Jiahao?"

Brother Yan must know what happened last night!

Du Ziqing quickly put on his pajamas, and wanted to go out to ask Jiang Zheyan what happened last night, but before he could take a step, Hou Jiahao, who had already walked behind him at some point, slowly wrapped his arms around his shoulders: "where to?"

"I'm going to find Brother Yan."

"What do you want him for?" Hou Jiahao asked knowingly.

"Ask him something..."

"You can ask me directly."

Du Ziqing shook his head, thinking of the "special service" that Hou Jiahao just gave him not long ago, his face blushed.

"You're so abnormal." With a little effort, Du Ziqing broke free from Hou Jiahao's arm, hid aside, and looked at him like a stranger.

Hou Jiahao smiled helplessly, and decided not to tease Du Ziqing again: "I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Du Ziqing didn't say a word, obviously he didn't trust Hou Jiahao's appearance.But Hou Jiahao was not in a hurry, and said unhurriedly, "Why don't we start with what happened that night eight years ago?"

With that said, he turned around and walked towards the sofa. He knew that Du Ziqing would definitely follow.

Du Ziqing didn't expect Hou Jiahao to mention what happened eight years ago so bluntly.The matter had been taboo for some time, and both men avoided mentioning it as much as possible.But why is the atmosphere so relaxed now, as if the previous incident was not a problem?And that matter is already clear, what else is there to say?Could it be that what happened last night is related to what happened eight years ago?

Du Ziqing hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't overcome his curiosity and followed behind Hou Jiahao.

"How much do you remember of what happened eight years ago?" Hou Jiahao sat on the sofa with a relaxed face, his tone as if he was talking about some trivial daily matter, as if he had a completely different attitude from when he just met Du Ziqing when he mentioned this matter.

"I remember all of them." Du Ziqing frowned and said, not knowing what Hou Jiahao was thinking.

"Then let's confirm something?" Hou Jiahao hooked the corners of his mouth, that smile was like an old fox in Du Ziqing's eyes.

Du Ziqing looked at him vigilantly, wondering where did that gentle Brother Hao go?

"...Confirm what?"

"It was you who took the initiative first, right." Hou Jiahao said this deliberately, but he actually took the initiative first, but he just wanted to test whether Du Ziqing really remembered what happened that night.

"No." Du Ziqing immediately straightened his back, apparently not seeing through Hou Jiahao's intentions, and explained in a panic, "You kissed me first."

"But you kissed back and reached in to touch my abs and pecs."

Du Ziqing's eyes dodged a little, but he still said, "You were the one who took off my clothes first, and..."

[Omitted]

"Hou Jiahao!" Du Ziqing was really angry, and he yelled angrily, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Hou Jiahao immediately sat upright, and said smoothly, "I didn't mean to make you angry." No wonder.

"Then what do you mean?"

"I just want to ask, why didn't you send me a message after that day?" Having said so much, this is actually the question Hou Jiahao wanted to ask.No matter whether he sent Du Ziqing a message or not, the question is why didn't Du Ziqing send him a message?

"Why should I send it to you, aren't you looking for a girlfriend!"

"I mean a few days before this."

Seeing that Hou Jiahao's expression became serious, unlike the dishonest one just now, Du Ziqing calmed down a little and said, "You disappeared as soon as I woke up, how do I know what you mean?"

"I'm just catching a plane..."

"But you still found a girlfriend." Du Ziqing emphasized again, this is the point.

"Things are not what you think." Hou Jiahao smiled wryly, "Did you lend Song Linhan your QQ?"

Du Ziqing didn't follow up on the sudden topic, but he still thought about it and nodded hesitantly: "I have borrowed it several times, Brother Han knows my QQ password."

"When I was about to confess to you, it was Song Linhan who logged into your QQ. He was arguing with someone and ignored me."

"……When did this happen?"

"The next day, I sent you a message as soon as I got off the plane."

"But I, I don't know." Du Ziqing said in shock, "You really looked for me?"

Hou Jiahao nodded: "Yu Shumin had been chasing me all that time, I was so sad that I agreed to her."

"……"how could this be?

"Ziqing." Hou Jiahao sat next to Du Ziqing, held his hand and said, "Don't ever leave me again."

"You..." Du Ziqing raised his head, met Hou Jiahao's affectionate gaze, and said in disbelief, "You mean, you like me?"

"There is no day that I don't like." After Hou Jiahao finished speaking, he kissed the person in front of him.

Du Ziqing's brain was like a paste, allowing Hou Jiahao to attack his defenses.After an unknown amount of time, he gradually accepted this fact, and began to cautiously respond to Hou Jiahao's kiss.The originally tentative kiss became manic, and the two hands involuntarily reached into each other's clothes.But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Jiang Zheyan's voice came from outside the door: "Ziqing, are you okay?"

As if awakened from a start, Du Ziqing quickly pushed Hou Jiahao away.He blushed and panted heavily, not daring to look straight at the person in front of him.

Hou Jiahao was obviously much calmer than Du Ziqing, he squeezed Du Ziqing's face with his hands: "Shall I open the door?"

Du Ziqing shook his head: "I'll go." As he spoke, he ran to the door as if fleeing, and opened it.

As soon as Jiang Zheyan saw Du Ziqing, he realized that something was wrong with his expression.

"you……?"

"Brother Yan, he said, said..." Du Ziqing was eager to ask Jiang Zheyan for confirmation, but he didn't know how to speak.At this time, Hou Jiahao came up behind him, propped the door with one hand, glanced outside, and asked casually, "Where is Song Linhan?"

"Catch the early flight, and leave very early." After Jiang Zheyan finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and asked Hou Jiahao how the two were doing silently.

Hou Jiahao shrugged: "Then let him explain to Ziqing next time."

"Is that really the case?" Du Ziqing still looked at Jiang Zheyan in disbelief and asked.

Jiang Zheyan nodded, still worried about Du Ziqing, sighed slightly and said, "Don't forget that this guy still has a girlfriend, don't give him too much money."

Du Ziqing was taken aback for a moment, apparently only realized this at this time.He replied vaguely, not knowing what Hou Jiahao was planning, but Hou Jiahao who was behind him was obviously very upset when he heard Jiang Zheyan's words, and said with a dark face, "You can go", and slammed the door.

There were only the two of them left in the room again, Hou Jiahao lowered his head, wanting to continue the lingering kiss just now, but this time Du Ziqing avoided it.He looked at Hou Jiahao with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Hou Jiahao was silent, and after a while he said, "Ziqing, give me a little more time, okay?"

Du Ziqing did not speak.

There are obviously still many corners of Yanjing City waiting for him to explore, but Du Ziqing has lost interest in looking for street scenes for some reason with his camera on his shoulders.He walked aimlessly down the street, his mind full of what had happened this morning.

It never occurred to him that Hou Jiahao would like him.The sudden confession made him shocked at first, then delighted, but after the joy, Jiang Zheyan's words calmed him down.Given Hou Jiahao's status, he will always get married.

I didn't expect much at first, and I didn't think so much.But Hou Jiahao's confession was like opening Pandora's box, and it brought all troubles.Want to go back to the relationship you kept your distance from before?Naturally impossible.together with him?Yu Shumin was still in the middle.To be an underground lover?He refuses.

Du Ziqing stood in the middle of the road and sighed deeply, causing passers-by to look sideways.

After sorting out his emotions, Du Ziqing set up his camera again, and began to look for anyone or something worth capturing on the street.It didn't take long before he suddenly realized that the street scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, and then he realized that he had come to the old city again without knowing it.

There are many stories in the old town and it is easy to produce films, so Du Ziqing also likes to come here.

The sun was shining brightly today, in stark contrast to Du Ziqing's mood.He tried to take a few random photos, but the photos were not satisfactory. Even he himself could find that there were too many mixed emotions in the photos.

He wanted to go back home, but was afraid that Hou Jiahao would be at home, and it would be embarrassing for them to meet each other.After thinking about it, it is impossible for him not to meet Hou Jiahao all the time, so he still has to face what should be faced, even though he is not good at it.

Du Ziqing removed the camera and lens, put back the camera bag, and just as he was about to walk to the subway station, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye——

"Wang Xiaoqian?" Du Ziqing frowned and muttered uncertainly.When he and Rong Yue came to the old town to shoot a film, he also saw someone who looked like Wang Xiaoqian, but that person disappeared into the alley, and he didn't quite believe that Wang Xiaoqian would appear here, so he didn't think much about it.

But now it was different from the dark night last time. Under the sunlight, Du Ziqing could clearly see that the woman was Wang Xiaoqian, his nominal stepmother.

The author has something to say: It is still locked, and a little bit of coquettish dialogue is deleted, which is not very important

☆、Chapter 31

When Wang Xiaoqian first came to Du's house, she was only in her early thirties, and eight years later, she was only around forties.Her appearance is very recognizable. As a middle-aged woman, her appearance can be regarded as upper-middle level. When she is placed in the old city, she even feels a little out of place.

Du Ziqing didn't know what to do when he saw Wang Xiaoqian, but he couldn't help following her, walking around into an old residential area.Wang Xiaoqian obviously didn't notice anyone behind, and walked ahead with her mobile phone all the way, and finally walked into a residential building.

Old residential buildings in some eras did not have an access control system like they do now, and anyone can walk into the building.Du Ziqing looked not far away, and finally saw Wang Xiaoqian go up to the third floor through the window of the corridor, and entered the room on the right.That house was a bit strange, in broad daylight, all the rooms had their curtains drawn.But Du Ziqing didn't think much about it, and there were many people who closed the curtains during the day.

Eight years ago, after Du Ziqing's father took him away, he never heard about this stepmother again.At that time, Du's father took him away in a panic because Wang Xiaoqian was kidnapped by a loan shark, which frightened Du's father.I don't know how Wang Xiaoqian escaped from the usury these years, and I don't know if she is still gambling.

To be honest, if it wasn't for her, Du Ziqing should have stayed in Beijing all these years.He didn't like this stepmother at all, and he came here purely out of curiosity, and he didn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

After standing downstairs for a while, Du Ziqing suddenly found that the atmosphere in this neighborhood was good.In the dilapidated garden, some old people sat and chatted together, some old people were playing chess, some were taking care of their children, and the atmosphere of life was very strong.He subconsciously took out the camera and lens from the camera bag, and began to capture the leisure time of the old people.

Not long after, the old people who were photographed secretly found Du Ziqing.This situation is also very common for photographers. He naturally stepped forward to show the photos to the old people and asked them if they were satisfied.The elderly themselves have nothing to do all day long, and suddenly a photographer came to the community, and they felt it was a novelty.

An old man wanted Du Ziqing to take a photo of himself and his grandson, and Du Ziqing did not refuse, but when he was checking the finished product, a woman's voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Xiao Du?"

Du Ziqing followed the sound and looked, it was Wang Xiaoqian.He was not very surprised, but just nodded: "Hello, Aunt Wang, long time no see."

Although Wang Xiaoqian was not much older than Du Ziqing, in terms of seniority, Du Ziqing should really be called Auntie.

The two hadn't seen each other for eight years, and they should be surprised when they suddenly ran into each other in an old community.But Du Ziqing didn't think of this at all, and just greeted him naturally, and now it was Wang Xiaoqian's turn to feel strange.

Du Ziqing's reaction obviously knew that she lived here.

"You... have you returned to Yanjing?" Wang Xiaoqian asked tentatively.

"Yes, I just came back not long ago." Du Ziqing replied without thinking too much.

"How do you know I'm here?" This is Wang Xiaoqian's point.

"I saw you on the road just now, so I followed you to have a look."

"So..." Wang Xiaoqian nodded suspiciously, "Is your father okay?"

Du Ziqing pulled the corner of his mouth, forced a smile, and said, "He passed away a few years ago."

"……Feel sorry."

In this sentence of sorry, I don't know whether it is an apology for the tragedy at the beginning, or an apology for mentioning other people's sad things.

"Then are you alone now?" Wang Xiaoqian asked again.

"Yes, now... a photographer." Du Ziqing raised the camera in his hand.He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned his profession, maybe he just didn't want Wang Xiaoqian to think that his life was too miserable.

A flash of light flashed in Wang Xiaoqian's eyes.