C35 Dried chicken soup with poison in one bowl

Zhang Heng leaned his back against the wall of the hot spring pool and grabbed a small wine cup floating on the water with a tray supporting it. He took a gulp of rice wine. Even though the rice wine was mellow and fragrant, it was extremely bitter when drunk.

Just a second ago, I was looking forward to this and Gupta's trip to Japan. Although it was true that this trip was in the name of a business trip, it was only to attend a business dinner this weekend, during which time he would visit the cultural company in Tokyo and learn to observe. So, it was a business trip, but a trivial one.

However, the next second, Gu Ke was unwilling to accept his hot spring invitation. Zhang Heng thought to himself, I guarantee that the honorable men won't do anything, but how can I make any progress like this?

Seven years ago, he had left without saying goodbye. As soon as the graduation ceremony ended, he boarded a plane to the United States before he could take off his school uniform. At that time, on the plane, on the third day of the junior year, Zhang Heng had already matured, his mind meticulous, and he had long since discovered that he liked his classmate, that emaciated and emaciated Gu Qishao.

As soon as he transferred to his second year of university, he ran into that pure white Gu Ke who was engrossed in his homework in the small pavilion. In the beginning, Zhang Heng looked down on such hardworking university tyrants. He felt that they had high marks and low abilities, and thought that they were too conceited. But in reality, that was not the case. In the two years he had spent with Gu Yue, he discovered that Gu Bei was an extraordinary person.

Gu Ke definitely wouldn't easily talk to other male students, let alone female students. At one point, it had spread out that he was zero. At the beginning, she had sat behind Gu Chi, looking at his tender neck, at the fine strands of black hair sticking to his neck, at his slightly red earlobes in the hot summer … From the view of her back, she really did look like a girl.

Therefore, there is Zhang Heng and the accurate touch experience.

This experience also caused Zhang Heng's heartbeat to quicken. He felt as if his heart missed a beat, and he could no longer take his eyes off Gu Zhen.

Gradually, in order to find out the reason, Zhang Heng began to act together with Gu Ke, intentionally or not. Because there was a tall and big Zhang Heng standing beside Gu Zhen, the rumors that used to talk about Gu Zhen's right and wrong gradually faded away without a sound. Although, when he was allowed to go in and out of the library and sit in the study room to study, Zhang Heng-heng was always standing with a book in his hand, glancing at it from time to time. Gu Yu often felt the cold air.

Having spent a lot of time with Gu Ke, Zhang Heng had a rough understanding of his own feelings. Because being in love is really easy to understand.

Every week at the end of the week when the students came home, Zhang Hengyi would be in great pain at home, unable to eat because he had not seen his permission for two days.

Every time there was a grade or school assembly, because everyone was not in the habit of sitting in a line, they would meet in different directions. Sometimes, Zhang would sit two rows away from Zhang Heng, but he would not even listen to the contents of the meeting.

All in all, he just didn't know why he liked to be accurate.

Although Gu Zhen wholeheartedly focused on his studies, he was definitely not a person who didn't know how to appreciate favors. Even though his EQ was a bit low.

During that meeting, he had begged Big Sister Gu Li to help the two of them with an awkward expression. That was enough to be considered as a friend. Even though Big Sister Gu Li was really stingy like that …

But the graduation of the third year Zhang Hengheng choose to go abroad is also forced by helplessness. On one hand, his family wanted him to leave the country to build a company for the future, and on the other hand, he wanted to be accurate.

No matter what time he was a college bully, even a nervous third year was still a piece of cake. He was often assigned a task by his teacher to guide Zhang Heng. So, Gu must have a new title of "Teacher Zhang Heng's" teacher, abbreviated as Teacher Zhang.

Zhang and Gu spent most of their third year preparing for the exam in Gu's home. Gu Zhen invited Zhang Heng to study at home, and Gu Li was in charge of the food and drink for both of them. Occasionally, for a moment, Zhang Heng would feel that this was his home, that he was a member of the Gu family.

Because Zhang Heng had been busy for two years, his foundation in the various subjects was not very good. Only because his family was often visited by foreign guests, and because he often accompanied his father to various famous dinners, his English was very good. There was only chemistry that interested him, and he liked the wonderful chemistry of one substance combining with another.

During the period of Zhang Heng's one-on-one tutoring at Gu's house, Zhang Heng desperately tried to get home from school on Friday afternoon, so he followed Gu to the Gu's house on the bus. Zhang Heng did not bring any luggage with him. He used Gu Qishao's house or shared his luggage with Gu Qishao.

At the beginning, he was inexperienced and empty-handed, but on the first night, he had to borrow Gu Ke's underwear. Although Zhang Ergong had taken a shower and put on his clothes, he did not think too much about Gu Li and ran to his room with his big white legs swinging, tactfully closing the door behind him.

Pulling on the side of his underwear, he asked without embarrassment, "This is a little tight, is there a bigger one?"

"…"

Gu Qishao really wanted to tell him that his sizes were all like this. There was no size for you to choose from like a shopping mall. However, this was not the place to complain. The key point was that Zhang Heng's toy looked extremely majestic under the outline of his tight underwear.

Gu Li, who was outside the door, was eavesdropping with a sly smile. She had originally planned to buy a new one for Zhang Heng from a nearby supermarket, but it seemed like there was no need for that.

"No. Put on your pants and go to bed. " He climbed onto the bed, pulled the blanket over him, and lay down. Zhang Heng was left alone in the room, hoping that he would not be able to put on the 'Give me a pair of pants, I'll wash my school uniform pants'.

There was no helping it, so Zhang Erlang had no choice but to take off the quilt and burrow into the quilt.

Her bare thighs were rubbing against Gu Ke's clothes. It couldn't be said that she had no feelings, but she did. Several times, Zhang Heng's inner evil little angel had urged him to give it a hug. However, the rational Zhang Heng stubbornly resisted the temptation of the little angel, resolutely covered up the eyepatch heart and want to do nothing. What accurate underwear, what accurate smell, what accurate quilt all go to hell!

The night passed without incident and they arrived in the morning peacefully.

Zhang Hengshan put in a lot of effort in preparing for the examination, so he got quite a good result in the middle school exam. But he couldn't get into the same high school as Chou. He wasn't willing to accept this. He felt that this wasn't enough for him to be accurate.

He decided to make his own career in seven years' time. At that time, what he could give Gu Shenwei would be more and more assured.

He wanted to be sure of a future, not a present.

Therefore, he didn't bid farewell to Gu Ke Zhen and directly boarded the plane.

He was afraid that he would burst into tears and let Gu Ke see his sorry state. He wanted Gu Ke to know that he liked the helplessness that he liked and so, he pressured Gu Ke mentally.

Seven years later, Zhang Heng returned. The initial job fair was also arranged and planned by Zhang.

Even the events that followed, including clarifying his innocence and standing up for his sister, had only one purpose: to increase Gu Ying's favorability towards him.

He wanted to chase after Gu Qishao even though the road was long and dark.

After all, Gu Ke was a big idiot with a negative EQ.

Zhang Heng put on the bathrobe provided by the hotel and walked out of the hot spring. He walked to the lobby of the hotel, stepped on his wooden clogs and left the hotel. He looked up at his room. The light was still on. Gu Ke didn't go out.

Alright, let everyone calm down and think about it.

Zhang Heng thought.

Gu Zhen stayed in the room and ordered a Chinese restaurant takeout. He ordered a curry beef meal and a bowl of Lanzhou ramen for Zhang Heng. Because Zhang Hengheng has been clamoring to try the delicacies of the North Atlantic.

Gu Que recalled the events that happened between him and Zhang Heng seven years ago and lamented the passing of time. But no matter how much he recalled, it was all about sex. Sexually. Apart from the disturbing behavior, Gu Qishao could not see that Zhang Heng liked him in any way. How could he possibly be worthy of Zhang Heng's love?

A careful heart is guilty.

He might never have any kind of promise to Zhang Heng, and he didn't have the confidence to stay together forever with Zhang Heng. This realm was too high, and it was for two men at that.

However, Zhang Ergong had always been very good to himself, causing people to feel guilty.

He didn't know what he was really thinking. He didn't know if he really liked or loved Zhang. Because he knew he was easily moved by people who were good to him.

But …

But yet …

Zhang Heng was really good to himself.

But he couldn't give her an answer. Zhang Heng was saddened tonight.

Gu Zhen scooped the rice out of the bowl and became distracted. He looked at the subtitles in Japanese that he couldn't understand, listened to the words in Japanese, and watched the male and female protagonists perform Japanese dramas.

Romance is very romantic.

Since he hadn't seen the beginning, he wanted to know how the two of them got together.

Could he and Zhang Heng walk with them like that? Gu Yin wanted to know.

Zhang Heng walked along the flagstones with his clogs at his feet, looking at the lanterns burning in the street. Occasionally, he saw a high school girl in a high school uniform riding by on a bicycle. He looked at the old man who was cooking a small cart on the street.

Zhang Heng felt for the money in his pocket. Maybe enough to eat a bowl. By the way, I want to listen to Uncle Guan Dong's chicken soup. Uncle Kwan Dong of Japan was just a tree hole, absorbing questions from different people and then spreading the chicken soup.

Gu Que looked at his phone and saw that Zhang Heng was still not back yet. He was a bit worried, so he got up and went out to find him.

Chang Heng-heng walked through the night to Guan Dong's cooking cart, parted the curtain, and got into it. Seeing that a customer had come in, the chef put out the cigarette in his hand. Then he stood up and scooped up the hot soup with his spoon.

"Young man, what do you want?" the uncle asked.

Zhang Heng ordered a few things with his finger and asked for a glass of wine.

In the process of waiting, Zhang Heng watched someone on his cell phone's unlocking screen with a paralyzed face as he looked at the camera, an expression that seemed to have something to do with him, and he unconsciously let out a sigh.

That's why others say why unrequited love is the most terrible and painful.

The uncle placed Guan Dong's cooking in front of Zhang Heng and sat down. He poured himself a cup of rice wine and said, "Young man, what's wrong? For someone as handsome as you, there would actually be a woman throwing you aside? "

The hawkers on the street had grown up in the environment of the small people in the city, so it was hard to avoid their vulgar language. But these peddlers are also often the ones with the most emotional experience. Although he might have been kind to his wife, he had been in the business for a long time. Occasionally, he would hear about the emotional experiences of his guests who had drunk and spoken the truth.

Over time, the uncle would become the counselor of the Emotion Program.

Zhang Heng picked up a piece of hot tofu and blew on it a few times before putting it into his mouth.

"It can't even be called heartbreak, we aren't even together yet …"

The old man was even more surprised. Even such a handsome man like the captain had women rejecting him. This was truly inhumane and cruel!

The old man crossed his arms in front of him and nodded, "Are you not interested … Did you disappoint me? " The uncle put his head close to Zhang Heng's ear and shielded his ears with his hands.

Zhang Heng put down his chopsticks, took a sip of wine and asked, "What do you mean interesting?"

"For example, when we were walking together, from time to time, you would hold her hand. When watching a movie, when she was asleep, you would lean her head on your shoulder. When you're sick, tell her to drink more hot water …"

"Old tricks."

The old man was at a loss for words. This is an effective method of picking up girls that my guests have told me about! "

Zhang Heng took another bite and said, "Uncle, your guests are all already bald middle-aged uncle, right? Like you. "

"…" After being reminded by Zhang Heng, Uncle seemed to be right …

Zhang Heng was at a loss for words as he faced the uncle. He did not say anything, but continued to quietly eat Guan Dong's stew.

The nights in Tokyo, especially the nights in late summer and early autumn, were also a little chilly. Chang Heng-heng was only wearing a thin bathrobe. Despite the warmth of the cooking heat and the wine's warmth, he still felt the cold feeling coming from behind his back.

"Uncle, don't you think I should take the initiative? He was a rather sulky person and was not very proactive. But I didn't want to take the initiative. I was afraid that I would scare him. "I've thought about that a few times already …" Zhang Heng sighed again.

The uncle lit another cigarette. Smoke had always been a good friend of theirs, the peddlers with their trolleys, wandering the streets under the neon lights.

"Well, women still want to be a little more reserved. They wish to be pure girls in front of each other, but unfortunately they are not. "

"…" From the moment Uncle mistook the person he liked to be a girl, in fact, Uncle no longer had any say.

However, the old man still continued to sell his chicken soup and cook.

"If you were not taking the initiative before, I guess that's only what Bei Tai would have done, right?"

Woc... Uncle, you know what Bei Tai means. China's online culture is vast and profound.

The old man continued to express his opinion, "You must have solved a lot of problems for me to impress me, right? Let people think you're very warm, right? "Let me tell you, women these days like to be tyrannical!"

"…" I'm the president, and occasionally I'm overbearing. Could it be that I'm really following the plot of the second male lead? Zhang Heng also recalled his reunion with Gu Yu seven years later.

Solve employment problems, clarify innocence, stand up for your sister... It was quite the plot line for the second male lead. Generally, men and women would play everywhere and give each other a final kiss.

Besides, he had also confessed twice (one time was the hot spring wall, the other time was the awkward silence) but he had not even held her hand or kissed her …

"If you don't like me, if you don't love me, won't you treat me badly?"

Zhang Heng could feel a sense of insecurity from within.

Could it be that Gu Yin didn't trust him? Did he think my confession was a joke?

Zhang Heng lowered his head. There were still a few meatballs in the bowl, so he was in no mood to eat them.

He looked at the clock and saw that Zhang Heng still hadn't returned at this late hour. He was very worried and thought that something had happened to Zhang Heng.

He didn't care about the cold of the Tokyo night at the end of summer or early autumn. He just put on the light blue shirt he had worn during the day and hurried out.

I hope that Zhang Heng will not have any problems... Otherwise, he would be a sinner for all eternity.

"Customer, where are you going?" The amiable Lady Boss stood at the front desk and asked Gu Qishao, who was rushing down the stairs.

Gu Ke didn't understand much of the Japanese, so he could only reluctantly understand that the Lady Boss was concerned about him. So they danced and added bits and pieces of dialogue and words learned from daily Japanese books.

"I, that one wants to find …" myfriend... Where … where did he go? Do you know? "

The Lady Boss nodded with a smile and said, "He went out in his bathrobe. They were probably going to eat Guan Dong's stew. The customers here all like the food in that restaurant. "

Gu Que with a temporary courtesy of "Aligado" interrupted the Lady Boss's endless pattern of memory, and set off to find Zhang Heng.

Gu Zhen walked along the street while stepping on the flagstones, searching. The dim yellow light shone on his body, causing him to feel a little bit lonely.

Although Gu Zhen knew that Zhang Heng was a mature and steady man who would not do anything carelessly, he had always been circling around him, as if his life's center of gravity wasn't him but himself.

What else could he say to such a person?

Zhang Heng, you've treated me so well, but I don't dare promise you anything …

As he ran, he brought along the cold wind that blew against his body. However, Gu Yue still didn't dare to slow down. His heart was burning with anxiety.

Zhang Ergong was still sitting in the small car that was being cooked by Guan Dong, sipping his wine nonchalantly. He was talking about him and Gu Ke, but now he was talking about Uncle Guan Dong, who was smoking like a middle-aged woman who was messing around with his family affairs.

What daughter went to college and found a boyfriend, then didn't come home to visit her father often, what son in the upper country was always too busy playing football and refused to learn, what wife was always going to China to buy cosmetics.

Zhang Ergong did not say a word as he continued to drink his wine, listening to Uncle Guan Dong's blabbering. At this time, there would not be any other guests, so Uncle Guan Dong and Zhang Heng would casually brag until the early hours of the morning.

However, what Zhang Heng did not know was that it was clearly close to midnight, and there were still people running around looking for him.

"Where the hell are you?" Gu Que ran to a place near the cooking cart of Guan Dong. He looked around but still did not see the back of Zhang Hengfeng. Finally, just as he turned his head, he saw a familiar back — Zhang Heng's back, wearing a dark blue bathrobe.

"Zhang Heng." Gu Zhen stood behind the curtain of Guan Dong's cooking cart. He didn't lift the curtain to peer inside. Thus, Zhang Heng and Gu Qishao were separated by a small curtain. The people inside couldn't see outside, nor could they see inside.

"Gu Qishao...?" Upon hearing his voice, Zhang Heng put down his wine cup. However, he did not lift the curtain to look at his son. Instead, he opened his eyes as if he were looking at something that did not exist.

When Uncle Guan Dongping heard Zhang Heng's sudden words, he realized that he might be the one Zhang Geng had just said: "You like girls?"

Zhang Heng remained silent. "…" The old man also tactfully shut his mouth and quietly listened to what the people outside said.

"Zhang Heng, go back." Gu Zhen, who had a rare facial expression, actually frowned and bit his lip — as if he was trying to endure something — as he tried to restrain himself from crying.

"I rejected you because I was afraid you would do something to me. To be honest, I'm not mentally prepared... I don't know if we fit in or not. "

"You treat me so well that I can't refuse you … However, I can't guarantee our future. After all … Furthermore, the more you love me, the more you will hate me and the more you will hate me one day, right? "

"You said that you like me, and I know that your liking is real. But — are we really right? "

At the end of the day, Gu must have been full of doubts as to whether he would be able to leave with Zhang Heng in the long run. He did not want to be hurt, nor did he want Zhang to be hurt. In order to prevent everyone from hurting each other, they should have cut off all connections and become friends from the very beginning.

Gu Ke lowered his head and didn't say anything else.

"Then, you're willing to give me a chance. Give yourself a chance to try it?"

"Ah …?"

Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Heng got up and bent down to push aside the curtain. He grabbed Gu's shoulder with one hand and supported the curtain with the other. Caught off guard, Gu Ke kissed his lips like a dragonfly touching the water.

About two seconds later, Zhang Heng let go of Gu Qishao. Gu Que's lips were still burning, and his heart was still beating. There was no time to care if there were passersby watching or not.

Zhang Erheng placed down the money and said, "Uncle, thank you for taking me in tonight. I'll take your chicken soup. "

"Oh!" "You're welcome!" The uncle took the money and gave Zhang Heng a thumbs-up, encouraging him to keep walking. Then he realized, "What's chicken soup?"

Zhang Heng and Gu Chi strolled on the main street. Their bodies relaxed as soon as they let go of their worries, and the surrounding cold wind began to blow upon them.

Because of his frequent winter swimming, Zhang Heng was quite resistant to the cold, but he had sneezed several times along the way.

Zhang Heng stretched out his arm and put Gu Qishao, who was standing beside him, in the pit of his shoulder.

"Will you try it?"

"Mm …" Gu Ke lowered his head as he replied in a low voice. His shy expression could be seen through the scarlet red earlobes.

For some inexplicable reason, Zhang Heng was overjoyed in his heart.