Love, Expired

The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly lighted up. Zhou Hao leaned over to pick it up and found that it was Jiang Yuxuan's mobile phone. On the screen was a string of messages from strange numbers—

"Mr. Jiang, thank you. I joined the crew yesterday, Actress Three. Are you free tomorrow Saturday? I want to invite you to dinner."

Soon the screen went dark again.

Curiosity drove Zhou Hao to open Jiang Yuquan's mobile phone. The secret to unlocking was his birthday. He turned the previous chat record along this number.

The dialogue is very serious. The girl is obviously active, and she is always grateful for her speech. By comparison, Jiang Yuzhen looks much colder. .

The small episode failed to attract Zhou Hao's attention. He refocused his attention on the TV show at eight o'clock, which was originally used to pass the time. I never thought about it, but I saw Fang.

As long as he doesn't work the night shift, he must be on time in front of the TV every night.

Jiang Yuzhen came out after taking a shower, covered a white towel on his head, and dripped his hair wet. He drove up to the little madman and asked him, wiping his hair, "This spy hasn't revealed his identity yet?"

"Not yet, it's coming, the captain already doubts him."

Jiang Yuchen looked at the seriousness of the madman's irritated teeth, and found it very interesting. He put his arm between the lunatic's neck and deliberately choked.

"Don't move, stop." Zhou Hao dodged bluntly.

"No, let's go and see the python in the room."

"Farewell, I haven't taken a shower yet."

"Our Hao Hao is fragrant without taking a bath." Said, Jiang Yuzheng even more reckless, even reaching into Zhou Hao's collar.

Zhou Hao stared at the man on the side, his cheeks were hot and smooth, like a cooked shelled egg, poked with his finger, it felt very soft; the neckline of the pajamas was wide, revealing faint Yoyo's shoulders; a towel was put on the hair, and the soft and submissive hair came out of the towel, and there was always a hormonal smell from theft.

"Jiang Yuyu, go, go to the bedroom." Zhou Hao smiled at his teeth.

The result came too fast and completely unprepared. Jiang Yuzheng had an incredible surprise. He followed the little madman to the bedroom step by step.

Zhou Hao pressed him on the bed and blinked, "I'll take a bath, you'll wait in bed."

Jiang Yuxi secretly pursed his lips and smiled, seeming a little embarrassed, he said, "Hurry up."

Zhou Hao gave him a look of "You can rest assured, I must be soon", left the bedroom, and helped him close the door when he came.

Wood is wood. If you let him wait on the bed, he will never get to the bed. Such a man is not a flirt, but he can live, and he looks handsome and has money. Harmonizing the two is okay.

Of course, Zhou Hao had long since left watching the python outside of the clouds. He didn't go to the bathroom to take a bath. He leaned on the sofa and continued to watch his spy war drama.

Occasionally a few men urged, "Hao Hao, how are you?"

He didn't hear it.

After half an hour, Jiang Yuxi finally couldn't wait. He left the room and walked directly to the lighted living room.

"You bully me honestly." He was aggrieved.

Zhou Hao glanced at him with a pity, the proud posture seemed to be saying: I will bully you, what can you do to me?

Jiang Yu sat sullenly next to the little lunatic, arms folded around his pillow, a lonely pitiful appearance.

He pretended to cheat Zhou Hao, and Zhou Hao was really fooled.

"Can't stand you, come here, come in the arms of your brother." Zhou Hao made a bad-minded look.

Jiang Yu immediately dropped the pillow, wrapped his right arm, and took the lunatic directly into his arms.

"I think of it. A girl just texted you. I accidentally opened it."

Jiang Yuzhen immediately became nervous. "What did she say?"

Zhou Haojiu stared at Jiang Yuzhen's eyes, slinged the other's appetite, and then said hurriedly, "She said that she wanted to invite you to dinner and wanted to talk to you in a secret place alone She also said that you look like her favorite. "

Every time Jiang Yusong heard it, his face was ashes, and in the end, he was completely darkened. Zhou Hao suddenly laughed and laughed, even shaking his shoulders.

Jiang Yuzhang was confused by him, picked up his mobile phone, and realized that he was being teased.

However, joking is a joke, Zhou Hao is still very curious, who is the girl who sent the message.

"Jiang Yuzhen, who is it? Which relative of your family?"

Jiang Yuyan lowered his eyes, deliberately avoiding the madman's meticulous investigation, and his mouth was vaguely "um". Zhou Hao wanted to find out, Jiang Yuzhen's body had been pressed down.

Two orange cats meowed aside, they couldn't understand human privacy, they didn't know, and they couldn't speak anyway.

In the evening, Jiang Yuzheng while the little madman was asleep, edited a message for the strange number—

"I can only help you get here, don't contact me again, and don't contact Zhou Hao."

Before leaving for work one day, Yan Ming called and said that he would invite him to have dinner together. Zhou Hao asked where he ate, and probably arrived.

After work, he did not go directly to the place to eat, but instead took a taxi from the hospital to Jiang Yuying's company on Hanlin Road.

At the front desk of the company, Zhou Hao couldn't remember whether it was the one from a few years ago. He called Jiang Yuxuan and sat in the reception area waiting.

Soon, Jiang Yuzhen ran over from one side and walked anxiously. Even the bangs that served him deviated a few centimeters to the left. He looked like a helpless young man, staring at his lover in surprise and joy.

"Why are you here?" He asked very earnestly, like a leader to his subordinates.

"Yan Ming invited me to dinner. I won't go back to eat at night." Zhou Hao was shorter than him, and he had to raise his head a little while talking.

"It's over?"

Zhou Hao nodded, "Ah, it's over."

Jiang Yudi secretly squeezed Zhou Hao's palm, then immediately lowered his hand, "You come to my office." Due to the tall body of the block, the front desk staff did not see it.

"I won't go to your office. I made an appointment with Yan Ming at seven."

"Soon, I'll see you over in a while." Jiang Yuxi also stunned at this time.

"Okay, okay, annoying."

This was the first time he entered Jiang Yuzhen's office. He glanced around and saw the hole in the space. Except for the evergreen trees at the corners, everything else was empty. Even the sofas were well behaved. Moment of gray.

If it weren't for this man who wanted to drive himself to the zoo all day, Zhou Hao would have thought he was a personality-cold.

Zhou Hao stepped around, walked to the desk, and found a photo set on the table. The person in the photo was him—wrapped in a quilt, legs crossed, and meditating on the bed with eyes closed.

"When did you sneak shot?" Zhou Hao picked it up and looked carefully.

Jiang Yuquan was quite contented and sold off Guanzi, "I won't tell you."

"Don't talk about pulling it down." Zhou Hao lowered the table and looked sideways at Jiang Yuxuan with a mysterious look. "Did you also place Cheng Zixu's photo here before?"

Jiang Yuzhen's face suddenly cooled down, and he said very seriously to the eyes of the little lunatic, "No, I have only shown your photos."

If these words were sung out alone, it would be a proper sentiment, but in this context, it would seem a bit vague.

Zhou Hao has a stinky problem, which pot is not to mention which pot, but also particularly tricky. He didn't like Jiang Yuzheng to mention Sun Yiwen, so he used "life is too long" to force others to seal, but what did he do?

He had mentioned Cheng Zixu more than once in front of Jiang Yuzheng, jokingly mentioning it, a solemn mention ... Anyway, for the trick.

Jiang Yuxian was cold every time, but he ignored it directly.

Although there is nothing bad, it really hurts Jiang Yu's heart. The love thing doesn't seem to be fair.

Zhou Hao did not realize that Jiang Yuzhen was wrong. He was looking at the night view through the floor-to-ceiling window. Jiang Yuzhen, however, comforted himself, sighed, and walked to hold the lunatic from behind.

"No heart or lungs," he muttered softly.

Zhou Hao's eyes were vague. He wasn't looking at the night scene, but was thinking about things. After thinking about it for a long time, he thought of the awkwardness in his mind.

He murmured, "Jiang Yuyu, I came to see you today. I miss you ..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Yuzheng wasn't sure if he heard it correctly.

Zhou Hao shook his head, "Nothing ..." In fact, he had spit himself out ten thousand times in his heart: Masters, how can you say that! ?

As soon as he said "nothing," Jiang Yuzheng understood, and he turned out to have heard it right.

What a good thing to do now, staying in the wood and chaosing my mind, I have no idea, I have to be coy and kiss the little lunatic.

"I have to go, it's too late." Zhou Hao broke away from Jiang Yuzhen and hurried out.

People go, gossip is left.

Look at me in the circle of people in the office area, I look at you, two or three together, talking about the man just now. It was found at the tip of his eyes that this person was the one who celebrated the feast. Their boss brought it to dinner and was very edible. Holding the plate, his mouth never stopped.

Everyone wondered what the taste of their boss was, so surprising. The imaginary person who can capture the boss is a bit hazy and abstract. Suddenly one day, the image of the group became concrete, and it didn't reach the perfect level, it always felt a little strange.

Zhou Hao arrived at the place to eat, and Yan Ming was already waiting for him.

"There was a traffic jam on the road a little late." Zhou Hao was running, sweating on his face, and flushed.

Yan Ming pushed the menu to Zhou Hao, "Look, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Hao unbuttoned the thick down jacket outside, and then put the coat away, "Just look at it."

"Okay, then I can order a few dishes."

Yan Ming greeted the waiter and ordered the signature dishes in several restaurants.

"How do you remember asking me to dinner today? What happened?"

Yan Ming smiled and said, "I can't call you for dinner with nothing."

Zhou Hao lowered her head slightly and drank tea. "I'm not afraid to affect you and Teacher Jiang."

Yan Ming looked at Zhou Hao's innocent and cheerful smile, and there was a natural smile on the corner of his mouth. He finally found his home and got a handsome, gold-loving and sweetheart lover. He really didn't need to go through the heartbreaking bumps.

At this moment, Yan Ming wished that he was dazzled by himself, and that day he recognized the wrong person.

"Why are you always staring at me?" Zhou Hao asked.

Yan Ming got away from his thoughts and shook his head. "No, I'm looking at the table behind you. The kid is really interesting."

The dishes came up quickly, and the two talked while eating and talked about many things when they were in high school. Zhou Hao devoted himself throughout, remembering with dim eyes the life of more than ten years ago, it was so fast that he blinked. effort.

And Yan Ming, who is going through a severe ideological struggle, has witnessed the days when Zhou Hao and Sun Yiwen lived together. At that time, they were nesting in a rented room in Fifty Ping, commuting to work, noodle cakes, never eating. Tired.

Although the days are hard, they are happy every day.

Zhou Hao must have loved Sun Yiwen.

"How are you getting along with Jiang Yu? He is not lazy? Anyway, my teacher Jiang is lazy and doesn't even wash his socks. He said he wants to study with all his heart." Yan Ming asked roundaboutly.

Zhou Hao held the cup and sipped his tea. It seemed a little embarrassed. "His elm **** is only for bullying."

"He is good to you."

"Okay."

Yan Ming also took a cup and drank tea, and his eyes kept looking at Zhou Hao, "Then you want to understand why people live now?"

Zhou Hao grinned suddenly, smiling a little silly. He said, "You're right, just let it be. You have seen Yu Hua's" Live ", what did he say?"

Yan Ming followed him in silent meditation, "Live to live."

After reading, Yan Ming also laughed, and the problem that bothered him was completely solved, and the answer was--

No need to say anything, because it makes no sense.

"He is really good to me. At least he washed the clothes and the bowl." Zhou Hao said suddenly.

"That's great. Let's call it Shangjiang Yusong and our teacher Jiang. Let's have a meal together for four. It's been a long time."

"Okay, you have time."