Wen Yu tightened the wine glass and looked up at Chen Feifan: "Why are you, the bar owner, so stingy?"

Unexpectedly, he had a lot of strength when he drank too much. Chen Feifan couldn't thrust for a moment, so he stood up and sneered at him: "I'm stingy? If you can drink, what if you finish drinking all my room?"

"Then let me drink." Wen Yu raised his head and drank the half glass of wine, picked up the bottle and started pouring it.

"I'm afraid you'll get crazy if you drink too much."

Wen Yu didn't answer.

He just wanted to find drunkenness, wanted to pretend that everything was a dream, an hallucination after drinking too much, and when he woke up, the world would still be like that: he just had a little "interest" in human nature in Fu Yuhan, and he was also an experimental subject for his human observation experiments-

That would be great.

Seeing that Chen Feifan couldn't help but simply refused. Seeing that he was not drinking much, he went to the storage room to get him a bottle: "Then let's drink it, it's enough."

Chen Feifan is in his thirties this year. Although he sees Wen Yu as a child, he has no interest in being a father. When he encounters something, he always advises him, but if he can't help but let him go, he will even give him some money.

"But you take it easy and don't drink any problems." Chen Feifan lit a cigarette.

Wen Yu is the type of person who has a whiter face the more he drinks. Chen Feifan couldn't tell who he couldn't hold on to the point where he drank. Fortunately, Wen Yu would have restrained himself in the past, but no one cared about him.

It's hard to say today.

So although Chen Feifan really wanted to go upstairs to sleep with his boyfriend, in order to avoid the tragedy of "waking up and having an alcohol-infected corpse in the living room", he had to watch it from the side.

Wen Yu was not polite to him, and he started pouring the bottle after he took the wine bottle.

The wine has a high aftertaste and strong stamina. Even if he has a good alcohol tolerance, he can easily dizzy by drinking it like this. Wen Yu was drinking, and his elbows were already on the table.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and four whiskey bottles in front of me were empty.

After smoking a cigarette, Chen Feifan poured himself a cup. He looked at Wen Yu and laughed, thinking that this kid could really drink it.

But it's almost done.

Wen Yu rubbed his eyes, sniffed his nose, poured a glass of wine, and touched his phone out.

There are many groups on WeChat with a lot of people and talkative messages. After Fu Yuhan pulled him into the class group, there was another one. Open WeChat with messages that he didn't want to see, so in fact, he didn't know when he started, so he put the top of Fu Yuhan's chat box and could see it as soon as he opened it.

Fu Yuhan's avatar is a self-portrait with a pencil, and Yang Fan and Chu Lei and the others have corresponding pictures. Wen Yu just added a few of their friends to see it. Yang Fan also told him when he got along with Fu Yuhan and could someone draw a picture for him. However, Wen Yu did not ask for it. Instead, he saw that the group of people changed their avatars one by one, leaving only Fu Yuhan and Yang Fan.

At first glance, it looks like a couple.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu subconsciously cut into the address book, pulled "Y" and looked at Yang Fan's avatar - changed it.

After two years, Yang Fan finally changed his picture. He was a very typical couple avatar with "there is another side at first glance". The style looks like a girl was looking for it from the Internet, very girlish.

It was pretty good. Finally, Wen Yu thought to himself, who didn't look like Fu Yuhan, and finally looked at the couple who didn't look like Fu Yuhan.

In fact, I should have realized it long ago. Wen Yu was not very sad when he heard that Yang Fan finally chased him to the goddess. Maybe it should have been... wrong, maybe it was earlier. From the moment he couldn't control his troubles with Fu Yuhan, he was destined to fall into today's situation.

Being attracted is something that cannot rely on rational restraint, not to mention that he did not even think about restraining himself before realizing that he could not control himself.

What to do?

Is it still too late to take back my feelings?

Or...going to chase him?

But Fu Yuhan had no idea about him, Yang Fan, who was full of foolish minds—

What's the point of Yang Fan? A silly, sweet and straight man. The best buddy has been in love with him for so many years, but she didn't notice it at all...

Perhaps it was alcohol, and the chaotic thoughts were like waves, rising and falling in Wen Yu's swollen brain, beating back and forth. His mind was very messy, his fingers were missing, and he clicked through the information card and opened Yang Fan's circle of friends.

Then he saw a selfie photo posted on "2 hours ago".

In the photo, Zhao Tong faced the camera and leaned her head back on Yang Fan's shoulder. The two of them snuggled up and smiled sweetly. Looking at the background in a cinema in the city center, they probably went out for a date on the weekend.

Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat.

His first reaction was that Fu Yuhan would see it.

If you see it, you will feel sad. Even though this fool has hidden his emotions recently, Wen Yu occasionally sees the loneliness flashing in his eyes when the two talk about Yang Fan.

Wen Yu stood up with a "scarlet" sound.

"What are you doing?" Chen Feifan was almost shocked by him.

"I...he..." Wen Yu suddenly didn't know what to say.

Instinctively, he felt that he should look for Fu Yuhan now, ask where he was and whether he was alone; rationally, he began to be afraid again.

He instinctively feared uncontrollable things, and he really couldn't help but relax in front of Fu Yuhan.

Wen Yu was stunned for three seconds, suddenly with red eyes and sat down dejectedly.

He stretched his five fingers, stroked his forehead to the back of his head, grabbed the root of his hair, and smashed his forehead onto the wooden table, "What should I do..."

Chen Feifan glanced at him, fired up with a "splash", lit the smoke and took a deep breath.

There was a little movement outside the door, and soon, there was a "ding-dang" collision sound from behind Wen Yu. Someone walked in, but Wen Yu did not look back.

He just murmured "What should I do?" and his voice became more and more hoarse.

A tall and handsome man walked in outside the door, with handsome eyebrows and dark skin. A circle of stubble on his chin did not make him look decadent, but instead added a bit of the unique "flavor" of middle-aged men. He walked straight to Chen Feifan, bent down and kissed him on the cheek and said, "I said why didn't I see you when I woke up?"

"Come and do good deeds and teach the children." Chen Feifan brought a stool for his boyfriend, patted him, and "sit."

"What's wrong with him?" The visitor looked at Wen Yu.

"'That person looks so weird, he looks like a dog'." Chen Feifan shook his head and recited the movie line, "I actually don't quite understand the age at which he should be willful. Why do some people have to think about how to find excitement and rebellion while guarding their ridiculous self-esteem and refuse to step out."

"Huh?" the man smiled, "You doubt you were attacking me personally - how long has it been since you've been making old accounts?"

"I was not the same back then." Chen Feifan shook his head, got up, took the wine glass and poured wine for his boyfriend, "Come on, have a drink with me."

Wen Yu was dizzy, and Chen Feifan heard everything. He raised his head, his eyes were red, and he looked at him dejectedly: "Am I ridiculous?"

"Being a human being must require self-esteem, but self-esteem is not worth it in love. Xiaoqi, ask yourself, are you really willing to give up? Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't be willing to do it." Chen Feifan said this, glanced at that person and lowered his voice a little, "You must know that if we had not bowed our heads because of each other back then, we might have been... strangers now."

"Then I will definitely regret it now." Her boyfriend also looked at Chen Feifan and continued.

"Aren't me?" Chen Feifan finished speaking, smiling at the other party. The two exchanged a gentle and profound kiss in front of Wen Yu.

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Yu wanted to leave at that time.

He even stood up and walked two steps towards the door, but his legs became weak, and he could only hold the bench like a tree stump and slowly slide to the ground.

Excessive amount of wine was stocked up in his stomach and he was ready to move, and he felt sick.

"I want to vomit there is a toilet there," said Chen Feifan.

Wen Yu didn't say anything, but endured it, and forced the disgust back. He still had a little remaining reason and could not do any extra thoughts. He had thoughts in his mind like flying catkins and goose feathers gradually landed on the ground, and in the end he was only one sentence left.

"I don't want to bear it."

"Then go chase." Chen Feifan said across the table, "What a big deal... you will understand in the future that your age should be desperate for you."

"But he is not interested in me," Wen Yu lowered his head, sucked his nose, and said in a drowsy and vague manner, "I asked him some time ago if I wanted to be with me, and he thought I was happy to find him."

Although he pinched his head and tail and did not say the cause and effect, Chen Feifan still hit the nail on the head: "I asked for it myself."

It was indeed self-inflicted. He lied to Fu Yuhan too many times, just like the child who "wolf is coming". The wolf is really coming, but no one believes him anymore.

"That... Xiaoqi." At this time, the boyfriend called Wen Yu. He was not very familiar with Wen Yu, and hesitated and said, "Although I don't know what's going on with you... But no matter how I think, chasing people is not something that can be solved by 'asking a question', right?"

Chen Feifan didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly laughed aside and leaned back and forth.

My boyfriend was helpless: "Why are you laughing at?"

Chen Feifan smiled for a while, then he leaned over along the wooden table and looked down at Wen Yu who was sitting on the ground: "Hey, Xiaoqi, to be honest, if you don't agree, just beg him and pester him, you can always catch up."

Wen Yu was speechless.

He could see that, and the boss laughed like that, just to see him laugh. In the past, the boss said more than once that he was "too arrogant at a young age", but he was used to this and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Now that he had the opportunity to eat melons, the boss immediately became excited.

Will it really be useful to ask him?

But how can you know if you haven't asked?

There seemed to be two people fighting in my mind. Wen Yu thought helplessly, it turned out that liking someone would be really timid, for fear that he would not respond, and for fear that he would not be like him.

Wen Yu slowly got up with the tree stump stool, sat back, and leaned his head on the wooden table. He looked at the WeChat message and was stunned for a while, and finally sighed-

I can't deceive myself, so I still want to talk to him.

Wen Yu clicked on Fu Yuhan's avatar, carried a series of dizziness after wave, and typed lines one by one, and sent it over.

Wen Yu: Where are you?

One minute, two minutes.

Five minutes, ten minutes.

Fu Yuhan did not return.

Fu Yuhan played games with Wen Yu for an afternoon and went home after dinner. He was wondering why he didn't go home for a day and night and his mother didn't call or send him a message as usual. When he got home, he found that there was no one at home at all.

I called Uncle Qin, and Uncle Qin said he was in the hospital.

I don’t know if it’s because of the season change, but Qin Xiaolu saw it again.
To be continued...