Bamboo horse's rival in love I accepted

One night when Fugui was 28 years old, he happily ran to the bar, took a glass of wine and looked at Gu Lang with his eyes.

Gu Lang couldn't hold back his laughter, and followed the rich and noble face to ask me, "What's the good thing?"

Fugui originally wanted to be reserved, but he couldn't help it. His joy could no longer be contained: "I'm getting married!"

Gu Lang was startled and didn't say a word.

"I'm getting married," Fugui repeated without hesitation, a big man smiled like a child, his eyes were blind.

Gu Lang came back to his senses, infected by Fugui's happiness, he smiled and thumped Fugui: "Yes, when did it happen?"

"Yesterday, Xiaoyou agreed to my marriage proposal." Fugui couldn't stop smiling, "I called yesterday to talk about this, but I held back when you said you wanted to come back."

"Desperate!" Gu Lang said coolly, "The tomb of love is open to you."

"I'm happy." The wealth is full of pride: "After five years of hard work, I can finally hold her hand and live in this tomb."

Gu Lang patted Fugui and the others on the shoulders. Among the three of them, Fugui may be the only one who can hold a wedding: "Is the date set?"

"No, I'm looking for an auspicious day." Fugui smiled and said, "You won't be able to run away when the time comes. I heard that there will be a lot of marriages."

Gu Lang squinted his eyes and responded, "Okay."

"And Qin Ze? Can you ask him to write an invitation card for me, Xiaoyou wants to get a handwritten one." Fugui was a little embarrassed, but his wife's life was inevitable.

"Me too, I'll write for you." Gu Lang waved his hand.

Wealth should not: "Come on, your word is not serious at all."

"Why isn't it normal?"

"Who can recognize a pen that is a dragon's snake." Fugui shook his head with disdain. Gu Lang's handwriting is actually quite beautiful, but the strokes are too strong and not suitable for use on invitation cards.

Gu Lang also has this self-knowledge, he said helplessly: "I can't guarantee that Qin Ze has time, you know, his work is approaching the Chinese New Year."

Fugui nodded: "Of course, if you have time, write it, send it to your loved ones, and copy the rest directly."

"Okay, I'll tell Qin Ze tonight." Gu Lang said, showing an unbearable expression: "I said, can you stop that smile?"

Fugui scrunched up his face, and within two seconds he laughed out of sight: "I can't control it."

"You look stupid." Gu Lang sighed, but he couldn't help laughing.

The bar manager leaned over amid repeated inquiries from employees and guests: "Brother Gu, what's so fun about it?"

Normally, the manager wouldn't dare to ask. Even though he knew that Gu Lang was different from what he looked like after getting in touch with him, he still couldn't bear the strong aura of "no strangers allowed in".

"My brother is getting married, tell the guests that all consumption today is free." As soon as Gu Lang finished speaking, the two of them froze.

Gu Lang solved the manager's question and signaled Fugui to go out.

"Langzi, it's not possible," Fugui yelled, "If you have this money, give it to me!"

Before Gu Lang went out, the news announced by the manager had already set off a climax.

Cheers and blessings rushed towards his face, Gu Lang only saw Fugui talking, but didn't hear what he said.

After leaving the door, Gu Lang asked, "What did you just say?"

Fugui repeated.

"Celebrate for you." Gu Lang finished speaking, glanced at Fugui, and added: "Actually, this is also a kind of publicity. It can be regarded as giving back to new and old customers, which will be beneficial, and if the malicious consumption is too high, the manager will understand .”

In fact, the supplementary words are just for the sake of peace of mind, and it can do little publicity, but Gu Lang simply believes that the blessings received by everyone will add to his happiness.

Fugui also has a big heart. Hearing Gu Lang say this, he didn't doubt it, and started worrying about the details of the wedding carelessly.

After separating from Fugui, Gu Lang originally planned to go home, but perhaps because Fugui's appeal was too strong, he suddenly met Qin Ze urgently.

Gu Lang is also 28 this year, past the age when the secretion of dopamine hormones dictates actions, but he stood in the room for two seconds, grabbed the car keys and walked out.

When Gu Lang stopped at the toll office leaving the province, he became slightly sober, and couldn't help laughing at his impulsiveness.

But he still didn't want to stop, so Gu Lang drove for more than two hours with such a mood, and stood in front of Qin Ze's room.

Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to knock on the door when the phone rang suddenly.

I can't tell what it feels like, but Gu Lang is inexplicably discouraged. This kind of faint depression makes him not even in the mood to take out his phone to look at it.

He just stood there, waiting for the door to open.

So when Qin Ze opened the door, he saw Gu Lang looking at him a little bit aggrieved.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ze laughed, stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Lang in, took off his scarf, took off his coat, and touched his cold cheek: "You opened the car window again?"

"No." Gu Lang subconsciously denied, looking down at the mobile phone Qin Ze was holding in his hand: "Did you call me just now?"

"Well, yes, I wanted to ask if you were asleep, but I thought I was hallucinating when the bell rang." Qin Ze responded and pulled Gu Lang to the front of the electric heater.

"Then you still come to open the door." Gu Lang's little grievance suddenly disappeared, and he lay relaxed on Qin Ze's lap.

"If it's you, you'll have to open the auditory hallucinations." Qin Ze lowered his head and kissed Gu Lang's forehead, coldly, and emphasized again: "Next time you're driving, don't open the windows."

"I was wrong," Gu Lang hurriedly responded with a flattering smile, and changed the subject: "Why didn't you ask me why I came back?"

"Well, why?" Qin Ze asked kindly.He was also really puzzled, because of the reason he was here, Gu Lang also accompanied him, and went back to check the situation of several bars from time to time, but Gu Lang only left this morning, Ying Kai didn't come back so soon.

Gu Lang sat up, "Fugui is getting married."

Qin Ze didn't look surprised, as if he had expected it: "And Cheng You?"

Gu Lang nodded, "I said, why did you react like this?"

"What kind of reaction?" Qin Ze was puzzled, and then laughed again: "Crazy like you?"

"I'm not crazy," Gu Lang retorted dissatisfiedly, "I mean, you're not surprised at all."

"It can be expected that they have been talking for so many years, their relationship is still there, and they are old enough to get married," Qin Ze said.

Gu Lang paused for two seconds, but he had nothing to say. He turned on the TV while leaning against Qin Ze in a discouraged manner, and said, "We won't be able to chat with you, Brother Ze."

Qin Ze laughed: "Having a temper? You're almost thirty, why are you still acting like a child?"

"Two more years." Gu Lang turned his head and grinned.

"Yes." Qin Ze fondly rubbed Gu Lang's head: "I'm still older than you, you will always be young."

Gu Lang has nothing to say, he also feels that he is quite naive, obviously he is also a stable and charming person with a successful career, but in front of Qin Ze, he feels like he is living more and more.

At this moment, Qin Ze said, "Is the wedding date set? I may not have time to help."

"No, but it should have been years ago. I don't need your help. Fu Gui will ask you to write an invitation for him."

"My honor." Qin Ze agreed without hesitation.

Gu Lang knew this was the result. There should be hundreds of invitations. Recently, the New Year is approaching, and Qin Ze's superiors intend to promote him, so he has been very busy recently.

Gu Lang thought for a while: "There is one more job now, don't get up and make breakfast. I'll do it."

Two big men live together, not to mention that the kitchen is a decoration, but the frequency of use is indeed not high, except in the morning.

They have been living together for almost three years, and Qin Ze would get up every morning to make breakfast, taking care of Gu Lang's broken stomach like a treasure.

Slowly, Gu Lang has also developed the habit of eating breakfast, but this habit is only limited to the place where Qin Ze is at home.

"Can you get up?" Qin Ze smiled, his eyes narrowed.

When Qin Ze got busy some time ago, Gu Lang asked him to come, but Qin Ze disagreed.Even if Gu Lang set an alarm clock, it was Qin Ze who woke him up, and Gu Lang was picked up by Qin Ze in the end.

It has to be said that it is difficult, but Gu Lang has already thought of a way: "We can sleep separately, and I will set a few more alarm clocks."

The air was quiet for two seconds, and then Qin Ze pushed Gu Lang away and pressed him on the sofa: "You want to sleep separately from me?"

"Just for this period of time." Gu Lang lacked confidence.

Qin Ze smiled, a rare aggressive smile: "I don't feel tired, you have so much energy, we can do something else."

The rest of Gu Lang's words were stuffed into his lips, only broken voice intermittently: "You, turn off, turn off the light."

After a few seconds of pause, the lights went out, and the faint heat spread.

The street lamps on the roadside outside the window were still emitting soft light, and snowflakes were swirling and falling gently from the sky.

This is the first snow of the year.

Fugui's wedding was scheduled on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and Gu Lang followed suit, choosing a dress, booking a venue, and contacting the team. The happiest thing was that Cheng You was pregnant.

When it really came to the wedding day, Gu Lang felt a sense of relief. Being with the insomniac Fugui, he also felt a little bit touched. He wondered if Yang Mo would come back tomorrow.

Since Yang Mo went to the army back then, the few people had less contact with each other. Later, when Yang Mo said that he joined some army that needed to be kept secret, he was like a person who lost contact. wedding.

The three brothers have been together for a long time, and after so many years, they only met once in Yunnan by accident. Gu Lang thought of the silhouette of Yang Mo with a gun, he was too handsome, Gu Lang thought helplessly.

Fortunately, everything went well the next day. A rare warm sunny day in winter cast halos on the warm mood.

Yang Mo finally caught up, and he still played in an awesome way.

When the roar of the helicopter resounded over the hotel, the people in this area were stunned. When they ran out, they saw two people in camouflage jumping down from the helicopter.

This handsome process only took four or five seconds, and those who came out slowly could only see the departing helicopter and the two slender and tall green figures surrounded.

"Damn, it's cool, I thought you wouldn't come." Fugui hugged him big, his eyes were reddish, and he felt that this was what life looked like, with all the important people around, ordinary happiness.

"How is it possible, it's not too late," Yang Mo was also very touched, it's been a long time since we saw each other.

After the two hugged, Gu Lang and Yang Mo looked at each other for a few seconds. Gu Lang looked at Yang Mo's laziness but sharpness like a sword, feeling inexplicably relieved by his old father.

"Gu Lang." Yang Mo laughed and hugged: "My family is back."

The crowd roared with laughter.Gu Lang couldn't help laughing, he pushed Yang Mo away and kicked him: "Go away."

Yang Mo didn't come back alone, there was a stern and steady person with him, the aura around him made the people around him unconsciously lower their voices even if he stood there without saying a word.

"This is my captain. Li," Yang Mo briefly introduced.

Fu Gui said hello and asked someone to bring two sets of clothes for the two of them to change into. They waited until this time, and it would be noon after the delay.

If Gu Lang is not mistaken, it should be Li, but his facial features are deeper and more imposing, but why did he come back with Yang Mo?

But now is not the time to talk about these, the wedding is going on lively.

Standing in the crowd, Gu Lang looked at the two people who made vows to each other on the stage, and looked sideways at Qin Ze. This person he met at the age of 17, from a boy to a man, could not help but bend his eyes: "You are so handsome."

Qin Ze took Gu Lang's hand: "It's yours."

Gu Lang was greatly satisfied. Although the relationship between them has not been blessed by Qin Ze's parents, so what, the future is still so long, and this person will always be by his side.

The last bouquet fell to Cheng You's group of bridesmaids, and the eyes of the group of girls looked straight at this side.Several people waited for the guests to leave before they had time to sit down and get together.

After drinking until the end of making trouble in the bridal chamber, Qin Ze supported the drunk Gu Lang, exchanged glances with the man who was hugging Yang Mo, greeted Cheng You, who was tidying up the wealth, and moved the two people who wanted to make trouble away.

"Do you need a place to live?" Thinking that they came in a hurry, Qin Ze asked the person who was carefully protecting Yang Mo.

"No, we have to rush back." The man shook his head.

"Is there any problem with this appearance?" Qin Ze looked at the drunk Yang Mo who was buried in Li's shoulder, the discipline of the army was very strict.

Li looked down at the person in his arms, smiled, raised his head and said to Qin Ze, "No, you can wake up anytime you need it."

This short sentence contains the quality of a soldier. It is their honor to have such a group of people guarding the territory.Qin Ze admired them sincerely, and told them to be careful and separated without further words.

On the way home, Gu Lang was obedient all the way, but suddenly stopped leaving when he entered the door.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ze hasn't faced the drunk Gu Lang for a long time.

Gu Lang grabbed the door frame and refused to enter: "It's not that the whole family won't go in, I won't go in."

Qin Ze was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little bit bad, did Gu Lang think so in his heart?

Gu Lang didn't notice, he was immersed in his own world, quite aggrieved: "You haven't said that you like me, I have said that I like you many times."

For a moment, Qin Ze clearly felt that the sinking emotions just now were comforted. With just one sentence, he not only burst out laughing.

Maybe it's because of his inherently weak perception ability. When Qin Ze was still young, his state of mind was already very dull, and everything in front of him was like a subtractive filter.

Only the person in front of him is different, everything about him is like a magnifying glass, Gu Lang's emotions directly affect his mind.

How much more can I like it?

Qin Ze looked at Gu Lang's burning eyes, leaned over and kissed him, and said in a low voice, "Gu Lang, I love you."

Gu Lang let go of the hand holding the door frame, laughed, and jumped on Qin Ze all of a sudden: "How much love?"

"Lovely."

"How much love is love?"

"deeply love."

"Love very much is much love?"

"I love it very much."

"How much love is special love?"

"Only love you."

The conversation died away, and a low laugh filled the room.

After a while, Qin Ze's voice sounded: "Are you awake?"

"No."

"Then drink hangover soup."

"Don't drink."

"Hey, it will be uncomfortable if you don't drink."

"You said you loved me just now." Extremely accusing.

The old Derby was sleeping in his nest, listening to the interaction of his master, closing his eyes and gently wagging his tail, warm and beautiful.