Confluence

The car that came first, Wang Zhengdu opened his mouth first and gave way to the other drunks.

Once the two cars carried six people away, only Wang Zheng and Chen Yang were left on the roadside outside the hotel.

The night breeze blew gently over Wang Zheng's alcohol-burned face, barely blowing away a trace of the alcohol, trying to relieve the drowsiness in his head, but the effect was minimal.

"Brother Wang." Chen Yang took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere.

Wang Zheng gave an extremely unwilling "hmm".

"Anyway, you don't suffer any disadvantages. Why can't you love me for one night, and tomorrow morning, a shoot and two break up, and no contact again, isn't everyone happy? Could it be that... you want me to always be around you like this?"

Grass!I guessed it right, he really planned to force me!Wang Zheng wailed in his heart: Mr. Zhang, come quickly!

"The aggressive method is useless." Wang Zheng took a breath, pretended to be extremely calm on the surface, and said vigilantly, "Since you can accept the ending of old age and death, why do you have to make such a condition? I don't believe you Will really do what you say."

"I can prove it with practical actions."

"No need, really."

There was a continuous "buzzing" sound, and Chen Yang looked down at the phone: "The driver is calling..."

Wang Zheng felt a thud in his heart, and his back began to feel chills.

Taking advantage of the time when Chen Yang was talking with the driver, Wang Zheng hurriedly poked Zhang Shuchen desperately on WeChat, and Zhang Shuchen immediately replied to him, saying that he would be there soon.

——Now it's up to whose car runs faster.

Wang Zheng and Chen Yang were only two people, and they were easy to recognize standing on the side of the road. A car drove up and slowly stopped not far from them.

I don't know if Wang Zheng's prayers worked—the rear door was pushed open, and a tall figure got out of the car immediately. He said something to the driver before walking towards them.

The light on the side of the road was turned on and shone on Zhang Shuchen's eyebrows and eyes. His expression was calm and he didn't have much emotion. It seemed that he was not trying to save the king from the fire and water, but was just taking a casual walk around the lake after dinner.

Wang Zheng exhaled lightly, finally letting go of his tense nerves.

Zhang Shuchen walked up to the two of them, and raised his chin at Wang Zheng: "Let's go, get in the car and go back."

Wang Zheng hurriedly nodded, before taking a step, Chen Yang suddenly spoke first: "Hello."

Zhang Shuchen paused, then slightly bent his lips, and gave Chen Yang a very polite smile: "Hi, my name is Zhang, what's my name?"

Zhang Shuchen actually knew Chen Yang. At that time, Wang Zheng showed him all the photos, but Chen Yang hadn't seen Zhang Shuchen yet. The sudden appearance of this man shook his previous belief that Wang Zheng was still single.

The acquaintance of the two does not seem to be pretended, but this kind of casualness can be said to be lovers, or old friends...

"My surname is Chen." Chen Yang couldn't figure out their relationship, so he hesitated and asked straightforwardly, "Is Mr. Zhang the lover of Brother Wang?"

Wang Zheng didn't report this incident in advance, and Zhang Shuchen couldn't react in time when it happened so suddenly. Before he could hide it, he raised his eyebrows in surprise in advance. I figured out a countermeasure in my mind.

He slightly lowered his voice, laughed, and replaced the surprised content without any trace: "Before, Wang Zheng said that his roommates didn't know about it. Unexpectedly, he had already told Mr. Chen."

Zhang Shuchen deliberately regarded Chen Yang as Wang Zheng's classmate, and acted very naturally: "My family, Wang Zheng, took care of you in the past. Next time you have a chance, welcome to our house as a guest. I will treat you well then."

With his eyelids half down, he looked straight at Chen Yang, but the smile at the corner of his mouth didn't extend to his eyes.

Chen Yang only looked at him, his expression stiffened instantly, and he immediately came to a conclusion in his heart - this look is definitely not fake.

This man was blatantly warning him to stay away from Wang Zheng...

Chen Yang forced the corners of his mouth and smiled softly: "Thank you..."

"I can't do it today. I have arrangements with him tomorrow. I have to get up early..." Zhang Shuchen stretched out his hand skillfully as he said, pulling Wang Zheng's wrist and pulling him to his side, "Mr. Is it? If not, let's sit together, where does Mr. Chen live?"

"No need..." Chen Yang lowered his gaze, "My car will be here soon."

Zhang Shuchen smiled: "Okay, then let's go first, Mr. Chen, be careful on the road."

Zhang Shuchen showed modesty and courtesy, and did not let go of his hands, and he easily led Wang Zheng away.

Turning his back and walking two steps, Zhang Shuchen put away his smile and sighed bitterly: "Wang Zheng, you are such a good cook."

Wang Zheng: "..."

Zhang Shuchen: "I thought you had met Nougat, but it turned out that the intern's younger brother is a war scum, you can't even get rid of this, you are really too good."

Wang Zheng: "..."

Zhang Shuchen: "You still use Lao Tzu, you have grown up."

Wang Zheng: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang..."

Zhang Shuchen: "You're welcome, go back and reimburse me the fare."

Wang Zheng: "Oh..."

The driver played a lyrical old song and drove steadily to the gate of their community. Wang Zheng was dizzy and sleepy in the car, couldn't lift his eyelids, and almost fell when he got out of the car.

Although Zhang Shuchen let out a habitual "ah", he still tried his best to help Wang Zheng back to the apartment.

After putting Wang Zheng on the sofa and sitting down, Zhang Shuchen brought out the rock sugar pear water from the kitchen.

Wang Zheng leaned back and the back of his head on the sofa, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and after relaxing, his aura weakened a little, and he seemed to get along better than usual. Zhang Shuchen could see his side face when he raised his eyes, from forehead to The line down to the neck is clear.

He held the bowl in one hand, and put the other hand on Wang Zheng's shoulder, and lowered his voice: "Wang Zheng, Wang Zheng."

Wang Zheng frowned, barely lifted his eyelids, opened them into a slit, and made a sound from his throat.

"Wake up, drink the pear water." Zhang Shuchen handed the bowl to his hand, "Wipe your face in a while, don't take a bath tonight, I'm afraid you will stumble in the bathroom..."

Wang Zheng coughed twice, then said "um", and raised his hand to catch the bowl.

After making sure that he could hold the bowl firmly, Zhang Shuchen slowly let go, turned and went to the bathroom.

When he twisted the towel and took it out, the bowl had already been placed on the tea table, and the inside was clean. Wang Zheng was in the posture of closing his eyes and resting his mind just now.

Zhang Shuchen touched Wang Zheng's face with the rolled towel: "Come on, wash your face."

Wang Zheng seemed to have regained some strength, opened his eyes and smiled at Zhang Shuchen: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"Hurry up and wash it." Zhang Shuchen picked up the bowl, "I'll pour you a glass of water and take it in later."

Wang Zhengqing couldn't help sighing: "Teacher Zhang is beautiful and kind..."

Zhang Shuchen chuckled lightly and said, "You are a teacher of the people, serving the people."

When Zhang Shuchen came out after washing the dishes, Wang Zheng seemed to be in a daze holding a towel.

Zhang Shuchen walked over: "Don't you have the strength to move yet?"

"Hey... no." Wang Zheng stood up on his knees, "It's much better."

"That's fine, I won't help you there." Zhang Shuchen turned to the dining table, "Hang up the towel after you finish washing!"

Zhang Shuchen pressed the button on the electric kettle and waited for it to boil water, when a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Shuchen turned his head, Wang Zheng had a toothbrush in his mouth, and said vaguely, "When will you buy a car?"

Zhang Shuchen was puzzled: "Huh?"

Wang Zheng raised his head to prevent the foam from overflowing, and turned back to the sink. Zhang Shuchen couldn't see him, but he could hear his voice: "Today's matter is really too much trouble... I was almost scared to death while waiting for the bus... If , cough cough, if you have a private car, it might be much easier to use."

Zhang Shuchen couldn't help laughing: "Then, did you buy it, or did I buy it?"

"..." There was no sound in the bathroom.

"You can't buy it together!" Zhang Shuchen paused, and then joked, "What if we find a partner and separate? Split the car in half, the front wheel will belong to you, and the rear wheel will belong to me?"

The faucet in the bathroom was running, and Wang Zheng said awkwardly, "...that's true, not to mention that the parking spaces in our community are also tight."

Zhang Shuchen's kettle gurgled for a while, and after the power was cut off with a "snap", the air was quieter than before, with only white mist gushing out from the mouth. The middle half joked: "If you drink too much, you can talk nonsense. Go to bed early tonight."

I don't know if it's been a long time since I drank so hard, but the strong and bad hangover feeling the next day made Wang Zheng feel like he was going to die in bed...

Zhang Shuchen visited him once in the morning, made a glass of honey water and put it on the bedside table.

Wang Zheng glanced at the glass, sat up enduring a splitting headache, drank the honey water in small sips, rested for a while, and finally got up after feeling the pressure from the bladder that could not be ignored.

It was past ten o'clock when he left the bedroom, Zhang Shuchen had already left the house, Wang Zheng took a shower by the way, washed all the clothes that were stained with alcohol and hung them up to dry before getting busy with lunch.

The room was too quiet. He turned on the TV and tuned to a channel that was showing a variety show, and the air was filled with laughter and laughter.

Much better.Wang Zheng thought.

Eating alone at the dining table is also boring, so he transferred the food to the coffee table, and ate casually while watching programs that were not funny.

After he put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, he heard a rare knock on the door.

strangeness.Wang Zhengxin said: Zhang Shuchen should not have brought the key...

He looked into the cat's eyes, and it was a delivery man in yellow clothes.

Wang Zhengdao: "Who?"

The person outside the door said: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang? Your takeaway has arrived."

Wang Zheng: "I didn't order takeaway, did you deliver it by mistake?"

The people outside the door were also stunned, and reported their address and information: "...the phone number is 1202, and the surname is Wang. Isn't it here?"

The address and surname are correct, but the phone number is wrong... Wang Zheng read the phone number twice, and a flash in his mind suddenly reminded him that this was Zhang Shuchen's phone number.

The takeaway Zhang Shuchen ordered for him? !

He quickly opened the door: "I'm sorry, it's me, me, me..."

After sending away the suspicious delivery man, Wang Zheng closed the door.

The name of a fruit shop outside the community is printed on the paper bag.

Wang Zheng: "..." It's not lunch.

"Colorful fruit lao" is printed on the order list, followed by the types selected by oneself, and the note below is "only yogurt is added, and the rest is not required".

Wang Zheng, Wang Zheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Although Zhang Shuchen occasionally speaks unforgivingly, he is very skilled in taking care of people. In the past, Wang Zheng was troubled by drunks and hangovers. In the past, Zhang Shuchen would make a glass of honey water in the morning, and then put a few grapefruits, One or two pears or oranges on the table or let him take it.At that time, he was obviously able to accept it naturally, and replied in a joking tone, such as "Mr. Zhang is so kind, the top ten roommates in the country".

But why today, even though they were not face to face, he felt even weirder now.

Wang Zheng opened the paper bag and took out the box. The colorful fruits and yogurt inside were very pleasing.

There seemed to be a few small bugs swimming around under the skin, like numbness and itching, uncomfortable but not painful, want to scratch but don't know where to start...

This feeling is so strange...

The variety show on TV is being put into the game session, which is to guess the lyrics by comparing actions.

A female star used both hands and feet, and performed the lyrics in a panic. The teammates guessed fiercely, and guessed the title of the song right after making two mistakes.

It is an old love song that everyone is familiar with.

Amidst the applause and cheers, the part of the song that broke the love was released as the background music. The atmosphere of the audience was warm, and everyone sang happily together...

Wang Zheng looked down at the half-bitten orange slice on the fork.

It's an orange.

Wang Zheng thought.

Maybe it's because of the breed...

This variety seems to be sweeter than what I have eaten before.

The little bug crawled into his heart, and the blood rolled up and spread to the lungs. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled, it was brought out.

That weird feeling is finally gone.

Wang Zheng looked up at the time on the wall clock, and suddenly wanted to send a message to ask Zhang Shuchen—are you coming back for dinner tonight, and when will you be back?