Him and his two or three things

He Gujun woke up with a hangover headache, but it was actually still early, it was only six o'clock, and the sky outside was not completely bright yet. He reached out and fumbled for a while, touched the switch, and turned on the head of the bed to light it up. Then he froze. Living.

"Who are you?" He pushed the person next to him.

"Close your eyes and make an appointment. There's no need to show you your ID card, bro." The young man beside him muttered, turned over and fell asleep again.

He Gujun was completely stunned, he couldn't remember what happened last night at all.

Pushed by him like this, and stabbed by the light, that person probably had a hard time falling back asleep, so he rolled over and sat up rubbing his eyes again. The exposed muscle lines of the upper body showed that this person was not usually exercising. He yawned and said, "What did you call Miao last night? That person is your first love, oh, first love! Who doesn't have a first love! But people like us really don't deserve it, for the sake of sleeping all night." , brother, I advise you to stop embarrassing yourself as soon as possible, and be happy every day. After a few years, you will think you are old when you come out to ask others." He jumped off the bed and bent down to pick up the mess on the floor. clothes, and did not shy away from wearing them in front of a stranger.

Seeing the opponent's fall, He Gujun turned his face and put on his clothes quickly, without saying anything.

The man came out after getting dressed and washed and saw that he was still sitting, "Hey, the social animal dog has to go to work, let's go first."

He Gujun nodded, and he sat on the bedside for another half an hour before he took out his phone. His fingers slid back and forth in the call log, and stopped at Teng Shengmiao's column several times, but he didn't have the courage to dial it. Go, and finally he called Li Jian.

The two met again at the airport. Li Yan couldn't get through the phone all night, so he naturally took a bad look at him and asked him if he had breakfast. After asking him twice, He Gujun seemed to wake up from a dream, "What did you say?"

Li Jian: "I said, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine." He held the phone and said thoughtfully.

Seeing him like this, Li Yan wondered if he and his family were having an argument again. He endured it for a while, but he still couldn't hold it back, "I want to coax my partner, and a few soft words won't kill him. Why bother to be so entangled."

He Gujun glanced at her, and finally dialed the number he knew by heart.

"Hey, are you off work?" He squeezed the lighter in his trouser pocket tightly through the fabric of his trousers.

"Well, just came out."

"Are you driving?"

"No, I haven't reached the parking lot yet." Although it was early spring, a wave of cold air just swept across the northern land last night, and the temperature that rose a little the other day was below zero again. It also sprayed a large group of white steam.

"Oh, then go back after you have breakfast outside. Slow down on the road."

"Well, I see. Auntie has a cold and cough. Call her when you have time. She doesn't know that you are on a business trip."

"it is good."

"Well, forget it, let's talk about it when you come back." Teng Shengmiao remembered what Zhou Na mentioned yesterday, and felt that now was not the time to talk about it.

"What is it?"

"You can talk about it when you come back, don't worry."

"Oh."

In fact, before the call, He Gujun was afraid that Teng Shengmiao would ask him if he was there, but Teng Shengmiao seemed to be very relieved of him, probably acquiescing that his flight yesterday had already disembarked at this time, and he didn't even ask a word. In this way, He Gujun felt more and more ashamed in his heart, as if a stone was pressed against his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Soon it was the end of the month, and everyone in the department knew about Wang Qing's resignation. Everyone was a colleague, and no matter what their normal relationship was, they still had to have a breakup meal together when they were leaving.

Those who were not on duty that night all passed by. The place was decided by colleagues. After parking the car, Teng Shengmiao searched for each room according to the room number sent by his colleagues. Water, but the corridors inside are not easy to find. He walked around a screen and was about to ask a waiter when he heard someone say, "What a coincidence."

Teng Shengmiao, who was looking at him with smiling eyes in the middle of the corridor, was somewhat impressed, "It's you."

"Yeah." Jim looked at him and said, "Come over for dinner?"

"Well, dinner." Teng Shengmiao said.

"I'm the owner of this store," Jim said.

"Oh, is 2307 in front?" Teng Shengmiao saw that he had no intention of stepping aside, so he could only ask.

"Well, just turn left ahead." Jim stepped aside, but his eyes never left Teng Shengmiao's body from the beginning to the end.

Teng Shengmiao was very uncomfortable being watched by him, so he walked quickly to the door, opened it and slipped in.

During the dinner, Teng Shengmiao drank some wine. After the show, he called the valet driver, who would arrive in two minutes or three minutes. Because it was too cold outside, he sat at the entrance of the restaurant and waited. Jim came from behind and waited for him. He sat down on the chair opposite, "What do you think of our restaurant's food?"

Teng Shengmiao was playing a mobile game, and didn't look up when he heard that, "It's okay."

"Looks like we need to change chefs."

Teng Shengmiao only thought that he was laughing at himself, which is what people in business are used to, at least he had heard He Gujun greet people like this before, and he didn't answer.

"Has Mr. He been on a business trip recently?"

Teng Shengmiao paused as he tapped his fingers on the screen continuously, and looked at Jim with some doubts.

Jim smiled and said, "It's like this. We met in a bar. When you went to the bar to find him, I happened to be there. I didn't know you were friends until I heard about it."

Teng Shengmiao looked up at him again.

Jim said again: "I remember the last time I saw him was the night of the 14th. I haven't seen him for a while. I heard from the bar owner Xu that he was on a business trip."

Boss Xu, it seems that he is talking about the night, which is also correct. Teng Shengmiao nodded, and an unfamiliar number called in on his mobile phone. It should be a substitute driver. He picked it up and walked out while gesturing to Jim. A gesture to go first.

Jim also stood up and looked at him with a smile, "Goodbye."

It was still early when he got home. After taking a shower, Teng Shengmiao went to the study and turned on the computer to play games. A message came in on his phone. He saw that it was from He Gujun. It should be noon over there. He Gujun probably just finished eating. Just chat with him on WeChat while playing games.

"What did you have for dinner?"

"One of our colleagues resigned, and the department had dinner in the evening and ate outside."

"Are you full?"

It's common for people not to be full for this kind of entertainment, and they both know each other well, Teng Shengmiao replied: "About [-]% full, I'll cook some wontons later before going to bed."

"Do you have wontons at home?"

"Well, wasn't it Sunday yesterday? My mother came over and wrapped it up and put it in the refrigerator."

"Want to eat."

Teng Shengmiao remembered something, "I remember you left on the 14th?"

He waited for a while before replying, "Yes."

Teng Shengmiao thought that the owner of the hotel really remembered it wrong, but who can remember other people's things so clearly after casual acquaintances, the reason why he told him that the pile was probably the result of the businessman's habit of getting close, he didn't take it to heart Go, "Then I will finish eating all the wontons when you come back."

He Gujun was suddenly very sad when he heard Teng Shengmiao's brisk tone in WeChat. He used to say that he would learn how to make wontons from Teng's mother, but it was a pity that he just said it all the time. He felt sad because he didn't know if he would have a chance in the future. Fearing that Teng Shengmiao would hear something strange, he typed and said: "They are calling me, let's talk later."

Teng Shengmiao glanced at the phone, didn't answer, and concentrated on playing the game.

In the next few days, He Gujun kept avoiding contact with Teng Shengmiao, but Teng Shengmiao didn't care, he only thought it was because he was too busy.

In fact, the work of this trip to Australia was not very difficult and intensive. He Gujun worked during the day and had time to go to the bar near the hotel to sit for a while at night. He didn't drink too much, and only had a drink before leaving. .

This night, he went to the bar to sit for a while, and ran into the male colleague appointed by their head office.

"I heard from Li Yan that my uncle is gone. No matter what, I'd like to express my condolences to Mr. He. The work is so tiring. If you can't let it go, your body will collapse."

He Gujun nodded, touched his glass with him, and took a sip.

"To be honest, I feel that Boss He is ten years older than when we met last year."

It was probably because He Gujun was too approachable, and the male colleagues were not afraid of hurting the leader when they talked about it.

"Is it so obvious?" He Gujun couldn't believe it. All he knew was that he had lost about ten pounds in the past few days. Apart from his loose clothes, he didn't see any difference when he looked in the mirror.

"Yeah." The male colleague said sincerely.

He Gujun didn't say anything more, shook the wine in the glass repeatedly, and then changed the subject, "I see that there are many churches here, and I heard that many local employees of the company have the habit of worshiping, how about you?"

The male colleague shook his head, "I don't believe in religion."

"I don't remember where I saw it. It basically means that no matter what mistakes you have made, as long as you sincerely repent, you can be forgiven. Is that what you say?"

"Seems to be."

"I think it's an escape."

The male colleague didn't know what he wanted to express or confide, so he just nodded his head and waited for him to continue.

"People always have to pay the price for their mistakes." He Gujun smiled to himself, the smile was very lonely, then he stared at the wine in the glass and said, "It doesn't matter if it's an intentional mistake or an unintentional mistake."

The male colleague hesitated for a long time, and gave a suggestion, "Mr. He, I think you might as well see a psychiatrist if you have time."

He Gujun smiled noncommittally, and clinked glasses with him again, "It's getting late, I have to go, you can play for a while." He drank up the bottom of the glass, and called the bartender to take the wine from his colleague. The bill was settled together, and I walked out of the wine quickly. There were no people on the street, only the sky full of stars and the sea breeze blowing towards my face.