Love, Expired - Chapter 56

The sky in October is vast and blue. The sun at noon is sprinkled on the lake. Looking at it, the sky and the lake seem to be close together. With such a wide field of vision, Zhou Hao’s heart gradually settled down.

This is his second visit to the People’s Park. The lake is still the lake three years ago, and has not changed at all.

He came here in the morning and brought his own dry food. When he was hungry, he took a few bites of bread. He sat motionless on a bench by the small lake, and he has been sitting there for a long time. This is the most comfortable day since he returned to city A.

No one bothered, he could indulge in the past happy days.

Sun Yiwen disappeared for three years. Except for a letter and 100,000 yuan, he left Zhou Hao with only this river.

The river is ruthless. It treats anyone with an icy look of carelessness, and Zhou Hao cannot communicate with it. He can only watch it calmly, hoping that it can pass his joy and sorrow to Sun Yiwen, thousands of miles away.

Within a few days of returning to city A, he was carrying fruit and planned to visit Wenwen’s father. He fumbled to the old house in the old neighborhood with his memory, but the neighbor told him that the family had moved away for several years, and I heard that his son had made a living and took Lao Tzu out of this poor place .

He carried his greedy greeting and left the neighborhood. At that moment, he was inferior, and he deeply felt his impotent poverty.

He didn’t have the money to treat Wenwen’s father, nor could he live a good life for Wenwen. But Ou Yi can.

Otherwise, that’s it. Don’t dig in and think about each other. See you, it doesn’t make much sense.

Inferiority, like him, was constantly brainwashing himself.

In fact, this brainwashing was a success, and he really has slowly accepted this fact. Had it not been for Qian Weicheng’s inadvertent teasing, he would not have questioned Jiang Yudi aloud, and the whereabouts of Sun Yiwen.

Because he knew that asking was useless, and he would never leave to look for it.

He is actually a very selfish person. If he were to choose between Sun Yiwen and self-esteem, he would definitely choose poor self-esteem. He would rather be lonely to death, but also want to be proud in front of his lover. He was too scared. He was afraid that Sun Yiwen found his incompetence, and that he was afraid that Sun Yiwen would find him impoverished.

Such a person, dark, has provoked Jiang Yuzhen and Sun Yiwen. But he didn’t want anyone, he just wanted his vulnerable self-esteem.

When dusk came, the lake surface was coated with a soft halo. Zhou Hao stood up and whispered remorsefully, “Wenwen, sorry …”

When he returned to the dormitory at night, Qian Weicheng saw him with excitement.

“Ho Hao, where do you go this day !? The phone is off and no one can contact you, thinking you …”

Why? Qian Weicheng didn’t say any more.

Zhou Hao’s expression was faint. “Going outside.”

“Then why your phone is still off !?”

“out of battery.”

Qian Weicheng looked at Zhou Hao’s face and said tentatively, “It’s not National Day today, that … is that Mr. Jiang, he came to you in the morning and found that you were not there. … he was in a hurry, and drove to the street to find you. Just now, he also called to ask, did you come back? “

“I see, I’ll call him back later.” Zhou Hao’s expression was too calm, like a dull puppet man. He shook the food bag in his hand again, “Pizza for you.”

“Still Hao is nice to me!” Qian Weicheng took the bag.

After staying outside for a day, Zhou Hao was a little tired. He collapsed on the bed and called Jiang Yuxuan.

After dialing, it only rang twice, and then picked up there.

“Jiang Yuquan, I’m fine. I’ve returned to the dormitory.”

The person at the other end of the phone was silent and could only hear the faint noise from the phone signal.

“I’m hung up, you drive carefully.”

“Don’t hang up.” Jiang Yuzhen’s voice was low, and he continued, “I want to see you, can I?”

“I’m a bit tired and want to sleep.”

“Haohao, did you eat tonight?”

“Ate.”

“I’ll just look at you and don’t bother you, I’ll go now, okay?”

Zhou Hao didn’t speak, and just dialed the phone. He turned his eyes to Qian Weicheng, who was pouting and eating pizza, and was still playing mobile mahjong. Zhou Hao looked for a moment, then closed her eyes with tired eyes.

About half an hour, there was a knock outside the dormitory. Qian Weicheng went to open the door. At first glance, it turned out to be Jiang Yuchen. They whispered something. Zhou Hao couldn’t hear clearly, but he didn’t fall asleep.

Soon, Zhou Hao felt that a black curtain was covering him. He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yuyan with complex eyebrows. He was wearing a white T-shirt, a plaid shirt, jeans on his lower body, sneakers, and a fringe tucked over his forehead.

Zhou Hao blinked, and got up from the bed. He had a deep memory of Jiang Yuhuan’s dress.

The 18-year-old Jiang Yudi seems to be no different from the 26-year-old Jiang Yudi.

“Why are you still here?” Zhou Hao asked.

“You were on the phone and didn’t tell me not to come, I came over.”

Zhou Hao smiled, “I don’t speak, that is, don’t come here, you still talk to me.”

It’s rare to see the little madman smile at him, and Jiang Yu’s throat knot rolled, and he couldn’t help but hold the little madman. Qian Weicheng on the side was eating rice. He was sprinkled with dog food for no reason, and he hurriedly made room for the two.

Zhou Hao did not refuse this hug. He regarded the person in front of him as an 18-year-old puppet, the clean boy who suddenly appeared in his world with his suitcase in the evening in September.

“Jiang Yuyu, your guitar money hasn’t been paid back to me, two thousand yuan is not enough to pass.” Zhou Hao said suddenly.

Jiang Yu froze. He used to try to recall the section they first met from the post of the little lunatic, but he really didn’t have much impression. At this time, a joke from the little lunatic was the eight years that made the midfielder go away, and all of a sudden.

Jiang Yu’s situation was difficult to control. He clasped Zhou Hao’s head and kissed him, prying off his teeth, forcing the other’s tongue to chase himself, and they got entangled, both of them were slightly rough-panting. Immediately after, Jiang Yuxuan’s lips moved away from the lunatic’s neck and collarbone, all the way to the fire …

The small bed in the dormitory issued a “squeak” movement. They had no thoughts, no time to take care of them, and only chased each other …

Until the two’s desires were vented, Zhou Hao stared at the top of the bed and grinned: he finally got the 18-year-old puppet, and finally smeared that clean and beautiful boy.

Let the memory stay today. He is about to part ways with his 18-year-old uncle, and he doesn’t want to happen again.

Of course, Jiang Yudi didn’t know what Zhou Hao thought. He innocently thought that the little lunatic had really let go of the past and had to live a good life with him.

Zhou Hao leaned against the hard bed, smoking a cigarette, the stickiness behind his **** made him feel a little uncomfortable. Jiang Yuxuan leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“Don’t do this.” Zhou Hao opened his face sideways.

Jiang Yu’s love-the tide has not completely subsided, his voice is still love-the mute in desire, “Do you love me?”

Zhou Hao turned to look at him, his eyes blurred for a while, and then he was deserted, and when his eyes were blurred, Zhou Hao replied, “I love you.”

He regarded the person in front of him as an 18-year-old puppet.

“Give me a sip, too.” Jiang Yuzhen asked him for cigarettes.

Zhou Hao’s eyes became cold, and he stopped sharply. “You must not smoke.”

An 18-year-old boy should be clean. How can he get such a deceiving thing?

Jiang Yuzheng only thought of Zhou Hao’s extra care. He couldn’t help but even remembered the future of the two of them. “Would you like to buy the house of Binjiang No. 1? If you buy it, you must rebuild Renovate. However, the bathroom in that house is not large and it is not easy to expand. Haohao, do you like puppies or kittens? We will have one in the future … “

Zhou Hao listened very sloppily, and his concerns were all off-centered, “Jiang Yuyu, how much money can you make in a year?”

Jiang Yuxi secretly kissed the lunatic, “The money I earn will be spent for you in the future.”

Zhou Hao was at a loss. He was immersed in his thinking and muttered, “I wish it was as rich as you …”

The two were so close to each other until 9:30, it was too late, Jiang Yuzheng had to go back anyway, after all, Qian Weicheng had to go back to bed to sleep.

Jiang Yu reluctantly sat up and put on clothes and trousers. He shook his head, and the little lunatic was staring at him to see God. Like a big boy in the sunshine, Jiang Yuzhen bowed his head shyly and smiled secretly.

“Reluctant to leave? Then I won’t go back?”

Zhou Hao ignored him and still saw God.

“Haohao, I’ll take you back, too, okay?” Jiang Yuxuan watched the expression of the little lunatic nervously.

Zhou Hao still did not respond.

For a long time, Jiang Yudi was standing neatly by the bed, and Zhou Hao finally gave a response. He gently instructed Jiang Yudi, “When you go back, pay attention to safety and drive slowly.”

Jiang Yuxi bent down, leaned over his side, and the dragonfly wiped off the little lunatic’s lips like water.

“I love you,” Jiang Yuchen said, “I’ll take you out tomorrow.”

With a smile, Jiang Yu walked to the door of the dormitory. Just as he was about to twist the door handle, Zhou Hao suddenly stopped him, and he turned back—

There was moisture in the eyes of the little lunatic, and he stretched out his right hand and waved, “Hey, goodbye.”

My 18-year-old grandma, goodbye …

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes with a smile and waved at him. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”