Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Chapter 32 I Lost Him

Song Enyu's fourth summer vacation soon ushered in. As far as the university is concerned, only medical students have this "special experience" and can enjoy the fourth summer vacation.

Qi Wuyang is a foreigner and has already returned to his hometown.Song Enyu had to go to work in a coffee shop, so he lived in the school all the time.I usually spend time in the library after get off work, preparing my application materials.

So far, there is still no end in sight for this profession.He has even started to worry about his hair. Fortunately, the genes given by his parents may be good, and he always stays up late to read and study without serious hair loss.

After that day, Jiang Zhixu seemed to have completely disappeared.It took Song Enyu a few days to adapt, and he also returned to his usual life—a life without Jiang Zhixu.

This afternoon, Song Enyu rode his "car" to go to work in Aiger under the hot afternoon wind.Since entering the holiday, Song Enyu has strictly followed the commute time, and Sister Chen is also very satisfied with his performance.Song Enyu likes this job very much. Sometimes after everyone has left, he will sit quietly on the bar and "paint". The summer night is peaceful, and the world is only left to immerse himself in creation.

Creation is really the unsolved mystery of human intelligence.

After entering the store, Song Enyu greeted him as usual, changed into his work clothes, and buttoned up his shirt while walking. He just walked to the bar and was about to enter the state when he was about to open for business——

Jiang Zhixu is here.

Song Enyu just froze in place, forgot to say "Welcome to Egger Coffee".Jiang Zhixu didn't look at him, and found a seat by the window and sat down.

The two girls next to each other were whispering, and Song Enyu didn't need to listen to know that he was praising Jiang Zhixu again.He just shied away and said, "I'll give you two a chance to order an order!" He said and handed over some veneers.

Wen Hui took it with a smile, and said with a smile, "Thank you! I'll treat you to coffee another day."

Song Enyu urged: "If I drink any more, my sweat will smell like coffee."

"Is it disgusting? I'm leaving." Wen Hui whispered as she passed by him, and squeezed his waist vigorously.

Song Enyu smiled painfully, frowned slightly, and began to work with his head down.

After a while, Wen Hui came back with the order: "Hey, I came here for your name again."

Song Enyu saw that there were two cups on the list, one cup of Blue Mountain Coffee and one cup of Americano.

He has a date?Song Enyu thought about it, and unconsciously raised his eyes to look in Jiang Zhixu's direction.The other party sat peacefully, looking out the window.

With just one glance, Song Enyu began to panic.Sometimes it's no wonder that he attracts attention wherever he goes. That face is indeed exquisite, especially after four years, it has a seductive yet calm temperament.Song Enyu felt that maybe the two of them were too close before, and many moments of amazed at each other's beauty were ignored.

Sure enough, appreciation still has to be far away.

Waiting for Song Enyu to paint, you really have to be patient.After all, art is worth looking forward to.Song Enyu's first cup was made for Jiang Zhixu, Blue Mountain Coffee, he knew his taste.

Just about to pop out the second mug, grab the spoon.Another customer came into the store. He looked young, carrying a big schoolbag, and his face was still childish. Most of the clothes were refreshing light green, which gave people the feeling of youth and harmony that blended with midsummer. vitality.As soon as he entered the door, the other party walked quickly when he saw Jiang Zhixu.

Song Enyu kept watching from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other party had just reached Jiang Zhixu's side and spread his arms, begging for a hug.Jiang Zhixu stood up with a smile, and returned a hug with a smile.

Song Enyu suddenly had mixed feelings. It's not that he didn't know that the other party had a boyfriend, but he knew that it was different from seeing it with his own eyes, and the impact was stronger.

Song Enyu's hand holding the spoon began to lose control, his mind was flustered, and he couldn't draw well no matter what.Wen Hui looked at the dense sweat on his forehead, and reminded: "Don't make it too complicated. Anyway, it's for people to drink, not to watch. If it's too slow, I'm afraid the guests will not be happy."

Song Enyu was urged by this and felt unhappy, so he simply threw the spoon aside, picked up the milk froth, made a sloppy latte art in five seconds, and then put two cups of coffee on the dinner plate and handed them to Wen Hui: "That's it, the money for the two cups is on my head."

Wen Hui looked at him blushing, curious: "What's wrong with you? If you can't draw it, you can't draw it. I'll explain it to the guest. Why are you still angry?"

Song Enyu unbuttoned his collar: "It's okay." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the back room. He really didn't have the mood to do the next job anymore. Working here to make a living was only second. He enjoyed the process very much. Once he found himself Song Enyu will stop immediately if the mood of creation is affected.

He is not an emotional person.It's just that everyone has exceptions.Jiang Zhixu is the exception, he can affect all his emotions anytime and anywhere.

Before leaving, he put on his backpack and said to Wen Hui, "Take a leave for me and Sister Chen, and I'll go to the doctor." After speaking, he pushed open the store door, got on his car and left.

After Jiang Zhixu saw it, he also began to regret it.He knew that Song Enyu still cared about him, but seeing his running back, he was more or less really angry.

After Song Enyu left, he didn't go back to school directly, instead he rode his bicycle for a stroll until the evening.

Dusk, sunset, and sunset always bring a little tenderness.When the twilight is getting thicker, people end their busyness and immediately want to hug and relax.But these beauties do not belong to Song Enyu.

He parked his bike in front of a bar, picked up his backpack and walked in...

After Jiang Zhixu saw Song Enyu leaving, he led the others away not long after.

"Zheng'er will stay at Jiang Tian's house for a few days, and when my aunt and uncle return to China, I will arrange a long-term residence for you two, okay?"

Fu Zheng nodded: "It doesn't matter where you live, my mother told me to listen to you."

Jiang Zhixu rubbed his broken hair, he loved this cousin very much.In the few years after his mother left, only Xu Yueru, his aunt, sent him caress and care.Now that Fu Zheng is going to high school, the family plans to return to China and settle down.

Fu Zheng is much luckier than himself. He has a kind mother and a father who loves and cares about him.He once said sadly to Xu Yueru: "Not everyone has my misfortune. I really envy Fu Zheng."

Xu's family has a great career, and this return is not because of the pressure of life, but Xu Yueru wants to come back.It is probably the nature of all creatures to return to their roots. Even if they have a stable life outside, the feeling of wandering is still indescribable.

Fu Zheng was very obedient, Xu Yueru wanted to come back, and neither he nor Fu Shaoheng had any objections.

Putting Fu Zheng in Jiang Tian's house, he promised that Fu Zheng would come to see him on weekends.Jiang Zhixu was about to leave, but Jiang Tian sent Fu Zheng away, and said to Jiang Zhixu, "Did you meet Xiao Song again?"

Jiang Zhixu didn't think it would be a good meeting: "Yes. But I was invited to give a speech at their school."

Jiang Tian rolled his eyes at him: "You're not here, what are you doing, don't I know?" He pointed at Jiang Zhixu's chest: "You and I both know it well."

Jiang Zhixu looked at him: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"What I want to say, since you are separated, why do you go back and provoke him? He is getting better and better, and his future is bright. Live the life of an ordinary person, okay?" Jiang Tian rarely said anything to Jiang Zhi. Xu said so.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Jiang Zhixu's eyes: "Isn't being with a man the life of an ordinary person?"

"You?" Jiang Tian was unable to answer the question, and he waved his hands, "I'm kindly advising you, what happened after you insisted on going your own way back then? He suffered a lot! After finally getting rid of your homosexuality, you went back to causing trouble, It's not fair to him."

Jiang Zhixu nodded: "I didn't provoke him, and I'm not as nasty as you think. I admit that I have my own selfish intentions in agreeing to that speech, but I just want to see him. Jiang Tian, ​​I don't think it's okay to meet him just once. I will let go of all grudges and rebuild the old one."

Whether Jiang Zhixu was scheming or trying to get him, he didn't intend to act rashly. Falling in love is a matter between two people. If he is sure that Song Enyu has lost his mind for him, he will back off and "watch and help each other" in the corner "lifetime.

After Jiang Zhixu left, he returned directly to Kai'an. After Song Enyu left four years ago, he rarely returned to Tianyi Garden.As soon as I go back, there will be memories of the two people in every place. Song Enyu cooks porridge for him, attends meetings with him, trims the flower garden for him, the two stand under the telescope to watch the vast galaxy, and promise countless times that he will accompany him Grow up, his promise to grow old with him.Even that bed is a holy place for two people.

The dust falling on Tianyi Garden is the dust in Jiang Zhixu's heart.The Maybach was also left unused in the garage, and he spent a year trying to restore his life to its original appearance before Song Enyu.

But so what, he can hide from memories, but he can't hide from the night.

It was late at night again, and Jiang Zhixu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the night fall like ink into the Hujiang River, flowing quietly like an ink river.

This kind of tranquility was in stark contrast to the noise in Song Enyu's ears. Even if the surrounding area was really full of gunfire, he would not hear it.In addition to the deafening sound of playing discs, there is only the sound of clinking wine glasses.The air is filled with the smell of smoke and wine, and the dazzling lights are mixed together to stir up the noisy and lonely crowd. The coquettish figure, charming dance steps, and even the hair are entangled with wild release.

Song Enyu let himself blend in and experience it.This is indeed a paradise for the lonely.He neither went to the dance floor to play disco, nor sat at the bar to strike up a conversation, but sat on the sofa beside him, gently shaking the wine bottle in his hand, and his slender, white fingers held the bottle up and down, making him even more tempting.

He is now unconscious from drunk, the collar of his white shirt is more than half open, his entire chest is stained with light pink, from time to time the poured wine flows, red, white, colorless.

He had already drank too much, lying on his side on the sofa, drinking one sip after another with his eyes closed.Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone on the table, he finally raised his heavy eyelids, picked it up and picked it up.

When Qi Wuyang heard the other party's voice, his ears were about to explode: "Master Song, where are you going to be happy again?"

Song Enyu hummed: "Well, what's the matter?"

Qi Wuyang laughed at him: "Can you still hear?"

Song Enyu cursed a dirty word: "I'm fine, let the fart go, don't say I'm dead!"

"Don't, don't, I want to say that the network technology company you contacted me last time, what is the HR's phone number? I'm going to interview."

He didn't hear what Qi Wuyang said after that, because of the alcohol, his stomach started to churn, he got up quickly, stumbled through the crowd and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of vomiting, Qi Wuyang suspected that Song Enyu was going to vomit out all his intestines.

Song Enyu's face turned crimson due to congestion, and the veins on his temples were bulging. He only felt a burning pain in his chest, wishing to burn him to ashes.

He turned on the faucet to rinse his face, the coolness seemed to make him more sanity.He picked up his cell phone, he had long forgotten that he was still on the phone, and propped one hand on the door frame to relieve the dizziness.

"Hey, En Yu, are you okay?" Qi Wuyang asked for a long time, unable to hear the sound.

Song Enyu listened for a long time before realizing that it was from his mobile phone.He picked up the phone and walked out: "tell me."

The words were still unfavorable, so Qi Wuyang had no choice but to repeat them again.Song Enyu was leaning on the sofa, with his head upturned, looking at the colorful lights: "I see."

Saying I got it, I called the waiter and ordered a bottle of Hennessy.There are already quite a few wine bottles on the table and under the feet, and Song Enyu still has no intention of ending it.

From the moment he walked in, he wished he could die here, and it was over.He has always had a sunny mind, and he rarely has such dark thoughts.

After drinking another half of a bottle of Hennessy, Song Enyu's head became heavier and heavier, double images began to appear in front of his eyes, and the world was covered with gauze, when Weng Yaxin called.

Song Enyu took a look and knew that it was Qi Wuyang who tipped off the news.After he hung up irritably, Qi Wuyang called again, the anger in Song Enyu's heart was completely aroused, and he picked up the phone and kept cursing.Qi Wuyang wouldn't bother with a drunkard either, and when he finished cursing, he urged me before hanging up the phone: "Remember to call me, I'm in a hurry. If you don't give my brother a way out, I will be annoyed to death by my parents gone."

Song Enyu was so angry that he was angry. After hanging up the phone, he still found the phone number from the WeChat chat history.

For so many years, Jiang Zhixu is still the only one of his contacts, and he has no habit of saving his mobile phone number.

When calling Qi Wuyang again, Song Enyu skillfully pressed Jiang Zhixu's number.

Jiang Zhixu was sitting under the lamp and flipping through the content of the symposium tomorrow afternoon. His phone vibrated and saw a series of unfamiliar numbers. Move away from the phone.

Song Enyu read the number: "Hey, Dayang, remember it, 138..., his surname is Wang."

When Jiang Zhixu heard that familiar voice, he didn't understand it at first, but now he can bite his tongue when he hears him, and he understands it.He suddenly wanted to ask, does this friend surnamed Wang have the same mobile phone number as his?

"Are you drinking?" Jiang Zhixu asked.

Song Enyu said impatiently, "Yes, that's it for now."

"Where is it?" Jiang Zhixu hurriedly asked.

Song Enyu closed his eyes and drank a few more sips: "Palace No. [-], do you want to come from your hometown?"

Not long after Jiang Zhixu hung up the phone, he drove to the No. [-] palace.As soon as he came in, he endured the discomfort of the noisy environment and began to look for a familiar figure in the dim light.From time to time, there are curvaceous girls entwining him, but he politely refuses.

Be graceful in every situation except drunk.This is no longer a disguise, this is his habit.

Song Enyu had already become drunk and collapsed on the sofa, holding the wine bottle loosely with his hanging hand, chanting the name "Jiang Zhixu" incessantly.

Jiang Zhixu saw and heard it.

He walked over and sat down, and fastened Song Enyu's open shirt first.Then he supported the man to sit upright, leaned close to his ear and raised his voice: "Don't drink, you drink too much."

Song Enyu couldn't even lift his eyelids, and as soon as he sat upright, he fell towards Jiang Zhixu, his head fell on Jiang Zhixu's lap, and he reached out to lift the wine bottle again.

Jiang Zhixu grabbed it and put it on the table.

Song Enyu suddenly burst into tears, and the tears soaked Jiang Zhixu's trousers, and he was suddenly at a loss: "Xiaoyu..."

Song Enyu turned over and wrapped his hands around Jiang Zhixu's waist, crying and talking vaguely.Jiang Zhixu pressed his lips and listened carefully.Song Enyu kept murmuring: "I lost it, I can't find it..."

Jiang Zhixu looked around for him, there was nothing but a backpack, and the phone was also there, he asked suspiciously: "What is missing?"

Song Enyu pointed at Jiang Zhixu's heart: "I lost it, I lost it here. Jiang Zhixu lost it." His brows and eyes were flushed, and under the messy lights, he looked bleak amidst the charm.Pointing at himself again, he choked out the last few words: "I lost him. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really lost him..."

If it was said that he was still holding fantasies on the day of the speech, then Song Enyu really only had despair now.He perfectly copied the pain that Jiang Zhixu suffered four years ago to himself. It turns out that losing someone is really like a bone throbbing, missing out of control, and crazily masturbating...

The person was crying in Jiang Zhixu's arms, crying until Jiang Zhixu's eyes sparkled.He picked up Song Enyu and left. The little guy was indeed much heavier than four years ago. Fortunately, he just grew taller, and his body was still as thin as ever, with his bones pressing against Jiang Zhixu's chest.

Song Enyu didn't stay quiet in his arms for a while, and then began to struggle non-stop, and slapped Jiang Zhixu on the left side of the face, and the pain didn't make him stop.Carried people all the way to the car and took them away.

Along the way, Song Enyu cried and laughed on the seat for a while, and patted Jiang Zhixu on the shoulder for a while, wanting to beg for help.

"Jiang Zhixu, you said you don't want to be so rich in your next life, will we be reincarnated into a family? I'll be your elder brother, and you my younger brother."

Jiang Zhixu asked with a smile: "Why not me as the elder brother?"

Song Enyu squinted his eyes and laughed while leaning on the passenger seat and shaking his head: "Because, because I want to love you! Because of this brother's status, everything is upright."

I don't want to be a bird sheltered under your wings anymore, I want to fly in freedom with you.

Jiang Zhixu didn't know whether he was talking nonsense after drinking or telling the truth, he responded emotionally: "Okay."

Just as Song Enyu was about to speak, his stomach was overwhelmed again. He covered his mouth to ask Jiang Zhixu to stop, but just as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out with a "wow".

Jiang Zhixu frowned, freeing up a hand to follow his back.The car was immediately filled with the smell of alcohol, Song Enyu pointed to the window, signaling to open it.

Jiang Zhixu just speeded up and didn't open the window.When he arrived in Kai'an, Jiang Zhixu gave the car key to the security guard and asked him to help him take the car to the car wash, while he carried the unconscious "little drunkard" upstairs.

Only the security guards were left in a mess in the wind. The last time Jiang Zhixu was drunk and helped back, he was also on duty...