Chapter 49: Sitting at Home
Chen Yan sighed to himself, "Young Master Gong put a lot of effort into pursuing you. Oh, and your car is repaired. Come to my shop and pick it up sometime."
As soon as he thought about money, Ning Zhiran successfully missed the useful information: "Oh, how much is it? Is it expensive?"
Chen Yan: "Whether it's expensive or not, that's not your concern. Young Master Gong has already paid for you. But since you two are together, what good things has he done that he didn't show off to you before?"
Ning Zhiran felt like there was too much information to process. "Paid? Good news? What is that?"
Chen Yan looked Ning Zhiran up and down with a meaningful expression:
"Our dealership inspected your car and the technician took one look and said your tire wasn't deflated naturally, but had been punctured by someone."
"Being, stabbed,?"
Chen Yan nodded, lowering his voice a bit, and approached with a hint of gloating. After all, Gong Huai refused to tell the truth, so he could only listen to Ning Zhiran's words:
"He must have done it. To replace your car with his Rolls-Royce, Master Gong spent so much money, ugh... he really went to great lengths."
Ning Zhiran's mind buzzed.
Chen Yan looked at Ning Zhiran's stunned face and suddenly realized that from this expression and reaction, Ning Zhiran seemed, possibly, and most likely, to have no idea about this matter.
Well.
Chen Yan's mouth froze, and he tried to make excuses frantically: "I... I was just saying it casually, just guessing. Our car mechanics are not trustworthy. Maybe your tire just had a natural leak... Who knows... The wind was strong and there were a lot of rocks..."
Ning Zhiran was still in a completely confused state.
After a while, he finally moved, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Chen Yan's arm: "What else do you know?"
Chen Yan's shoulders trembled. Oh no, he was in trouble.
He immediately started to speak: "I, I, I don't know anything! You, you, you, go ask him yourself!"
Ning Zhiran didn't give up: "No, classmate Chen Yan, please tell me quickly. I have blocked him and I don't want to talk to him."
Chen Yan didn't dare to say anything. If he let something slip, he would be doomed. He could only change the subject: "What happened between you two? Why are you arguing so badly? Why did you both move out? Gong Shaoren was already a little bored, and now he's even more bored. Hurry, go and pry his mouth open!"
As Chen Yan spoke, he tried to pull his hand back: "I'm really just a witness, I didn't participate in the crime. If you have anything to say, can you two talk about it yourselves? Don't torture me here, I'm not an insider, hehe..."
Ning Zhiran took a deep breath, exhaled, inhaled again, and exhaled again.
He tried to calm himself.
But it's of no use at all.
During this class, although he was sitting there, his mind was flying several kilometers away.
Chen Yan hurriedly found an excuse to leave halfway through the class. Ning Zhiran didn't care either, as the words "Gong Huai", "sick", and "abortion" were all running through her mind.
He paid for my car repairs?
He punctured my tire?
Ning Zhiran kept thinking about these words. One day, two days, he wanted to ask Gong Huai, but for some reason he was a little scared of having any contact with Gong Huai.
Gong Huai showed up on the day of the final exam, but he wrote quickly and handed in his paper quickly. He was wearing a mask and looked listless.
The pen kept turning in her hand, Ning Zhiran turned her face away, not looking at Gong Huai's back as he left.
Illness and death you.
After several final exams were completed, this semester came to an end.
Gong Huai didn't contact him. Never.
On the afternoon of Christmas Eve, he and Adam were lying at home together.
Adam was scrolling through emails on his phone when he saw the email from school. He turned around and asked, "Finn, do you and I want to go to the Christmas party organized by the school tonight?"
Ning Zhiran was very annoyed: "What's there to go for?"
Adam tsk-tsks twice: "Dress up nicely, go to the party, drink some wine, meet some people, what if I can finally find a partner?"
Get out of being single?
These words made Ning Zhiran's head "ding" and his eyes lit up instantly.
yes.
His current chaotic mental state, in the final analysis, stems from two words: loneliness.
Because he had no love to fall in love with, he accidentally gave Gong Gou an opportunity to take advantage of him. This Gong Gou was simply a flash bomb that could spin, glow, and explode. With a bang, it blew his originally peaceful life to pieces, leaving dog hair all over the ground.
But what if now, at this moment, tonight, he could meet some girl at the Christmas party and have a sweet love affair with her?
Does that little trouble that the palace dog has caused... count?
It’s no big deal!
It's not worth it for him to waste so much time on internal affairs!
That's right, after today is over, I will bring my shiny girlfriend and discuss the tire issue with Gong Gou. As for the repair money... I will give him whatever the cost is. From now on, we will be even and won't have to contact each other anymore. How nice, and I will feel proud too.
That's right, Ning Zhiran, you can't let Gong Gou's kiss disrupt your rhythm. You need to reset your life. Isn't it sweet to be in love? Isn't it sweet to sleep in the arms of a gentle girl?
Ning Zhiran's eyes were firm: "...What time does the party start?"
Adam looked at Ning Zhiran mysteriously, and they smiled at each other.
Half an hour later, Adam changed into a very sexy suit and appeared in front of the mirror. With his eyebrow piercing, he looked even more sexy.
Ning Zhiran was wearing a cream-colored thick-knit cable sweater.
The shirt had a high collar, perfectly wrapped around his neck, highlighting his fair skin and pointed chin. He wore a perfectly shaped camel cashmere coat, which instantly gave him a cool yet gentle air.
In preparation for the romantic encounter, Ning Zhiran even changed into his most expensive pair of underwear.
Hehe, from the inside out, it smells delicious and sparkles, so awesome.
Adam came over while spraying hairspray, scanned it up and down, and made a strange "Ouch" sound:
"Brother, you are so exquisitely dressed, like a little figurine. You are so beautiful that even a blind person within a hundred miles would be so dazzled by you that they would regain their sight."
Ning Zhiran ignored him and after hesitating for a long time, she finally put an earring on her right ear. She then picked up a bottle of Adam's men's perfume and rubbed it on her wrist and neck.
After doing all this, he looked at himself in the mirror, and the awkwardness and guilt in his heart came back.
...What's the point of dressing up like a real person? Deep down, he's still a coward who ran away after being kissed by his mortal enemy.
He bared his teeth in the mirror, trying to regain some of his fierce aura.
Yes, very good, very fierce, very manly.
Ning Zhiran, you must gain something tonight.
The two of them went to the Christmas party exhausted.
The Christmas party was held in the lobby of the business school. There was a self-service bar against the wall, which provided drinks and various types of wine. When the disposable cups were used up, you could get more.
Ning Zhiran drank two glasses of wine to build up his courage and looked around the crowd.
His goal was clear: to socialize, strike up a conversation, prove that he was not gay, and then tear the person out of his mind.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Every girl he approached was actually very friendly to him and they got along very well. But the way those girls looked at him...
There is absolutely no worldly desire.
No one wanted to "do anything to him", they just simply thought he was "good-looking", "interesting", and had a "good personality", and there was no sign of going further. Some people even wanted to be sisters with him.
...Damn it.
Ning Zhiran could only drink, try to strike up a conversation, and fail again, gradually falling into a desperate vicious circle.
Is there no one who can have some earthly thoughts about him?
Isn't there anyone who wants to hook up with him?
Ning Zhiran roared inwardly of despair.
Perhaps God heard the roar, or perhaps God could no longer bear it.
God really sent him someone who was really interested in him.
Someone called him from behind in accented English.
"This stuff can get pretty ugly if you drink too much of it, Finn."
Ning Zhiran turned around.
Ray was wearing a leather jacket that looked very expensive, with a white vest underneath, and was staring at him with an aggressive look.
“…”
Someone actually showed up who was interested in him.
But he's a man.
Haha. Destroy this world.
Ning Zhiran laughed awkwardly: "Oh, hello."
Ray moved closer, and the scent of the perfume he wore to mask his body odor made Ning Zhiran's nose tighten. "You haven't greeted me in class lately. I'm so sad."
Ning Zhiran could only smile politely: "Nothing else, I'm leaving now. I wish you a happy Christmas Eve."
After saying that, he ran away.
Ray said quietly, "Where is Gong? Why isn't he with you?"
Ning Zhiran: "Why should I be with him?"
Ray saw Ning Zhiran's reaction and curled his lips. Remembering that the two of them hadn't appeared together recently, he suddenly realized something: "Oh, he hasn't hooked up with you yet?"
Ning Zhiran:?
Ray: "You're definitely his type. Gong doesn't seem like a patient person. I thought you two had already... uh-huh~"
"He can actually endure until now? It seems like he really likes you, baby."
Ning Zhiran was a little annoyed: "What do you mean by that?"
Ray blinked and threw his hands up in a gesture of surrender. "What can I mean by that? I was just chatting with Gong the other day, just a few words."
Ning Zhiran stared at him: "What did you guys talk about?"
"Finn, although I did have thoughts of pursuing you before, don't worry, my feelings for you are pure now."
Ray took a half step closer, his voice suddenly lowering as he changed the subject. "As your classmate, I really feel the need to remind you. Gong Ke said something to me the other day, just to get me to stay away from you."
Ning Zhiran looked up vigilantly.
Ray looked down on people and said something malicious in a teasing tone:
"Gong said he wanted to sleep with you."
"I think about it."
Ning Zhiran: “…”
Brain freeze. System crash. Blue screen warning.
He wants to sleep with me?
But yeah, we've already kissed, so it's reasonable for him to want to sleep with me—
He wants to sleep with me??!
Ning Zhiran felt that this night was really too hard to endure. He started drinking like crazy, trying to calm himself down.
But it was difficult. His entire brain had become an active volcano, ready to erupt, ready to unleash magma that could destroy the world.
How can I even be in the mood to chat up? What the hell is going on?
Ning Zhiran lowered his head, opened his phone, and turned on the night sound.
G's name stands out among the list of contacts.
Ning Zhiran pursed his lips, poked in, and typed a sentence.
Ningning: Baby, happy Christmas Eve
He actually wanted to say a lot. He wanted to talk to G. About what happened that night, about something he had been thinking about over and over again for the past few days, something that had even kept him awake.
He knew that G, who was so caring, would definitely comfort him.
But after the message was sent, there was no response from G, and no one knew what he was doing.
Ning Zhiran stared at the chat history in a daze. After a while, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He thought it was G who came back, and his heart suddenly tightened.
The result is not.
It's a text message.
It was the old white lady who used to live in the same building with him. Oh yes, when he moved, he promised her that he would visit her at Christmas.
The old lady's text message was sincere and heartfelt. She sent him Christmas greetings and said that her family had baked a delicious apple pie that day. If he had no one to celebrate the holiday with, he was welcome to come to her house for a lively meal.
Ning Zhiran felt that he should go.
But he really wasn't in the mood for that right now. He was irritated and wanted to blow everything up, and he didn't want to bring his irritation into a happy family dinner.
He thought about it and replied to the old lady:
"Thank you for inviting me. I'm probably not feeling well today, but if I have time, I'll definitely come visit you with some delicious food. Merry Christmas Eve."
After sending the message, he felt that the old lady would not reply.
But unexpectedly, the old lady sent another message: "Oh, by the way, Finn, I forgot to ask you the last time I saw you. Is that boy who often comes to your house recently your friend?"
?
Ning Zhiran quickly turned back and asked, "Which man? When?"
The old lady replied quickly: "It was probably around September or October. That person came twice."
Ning Zhiran's heart was beating a little wildly and he typed in a panic.
"When did it happen? I don't usually have people over to my house."
The old lady said: "One time you were drunk, and a resident in the building called and said you fell asleep sitting on the doorstep, and asked me to go check. When I went over, I saw a boy about your age carrying you back home."
Falling asleep at the doorstep...
Knee pillow…
Hallucination brother...
Ning Zhiran shook his head and typed, "What about the second time?"
Old lady: The second time, someone from the building called me and said you were being too loud on the second floor. I went downstairs to check. That's when I saw you, standing at the door with the boy who carried you home last time, drunk and rummaging for your keys.
Old lady: I wanted to help you open the door, but as soon as I walked over, the boy had already opened the door and helped you in.
Ning Zhiran held her breath and almost dropped her phone.
Drunk, keys, entering the door, singing nursery rhymes, little baby, big pillow, kissing...
It was the day of eating fried chicken and drinking.
So that's not hallucination brother.
It’s Gong Huai.
They are all Gong Huai.
The one who rested his knees on Gong Huai, the one who handed him the trash can, the one who hugged him, the one who kissed him, the one who held him tightly after the kiss and cried and clamored for another kiss, the one who touched his mouth lightly with a bit of indulgence was also Gong Huai, the one who sang nursery rhymes to him was also Gong Huai, and the one who called him baby was also Gong Huai.
It's all true.
That was not a dream.
It turns out that we had kissed at that time.
That wasn't the first time a few days ago...
The old lady continued, "Finn? You said your house isn't usually visited by anyone. Do you need me to call the police on that boy?"
Ning Zhiran's breathing became disordered. She forced herself to calm down and typed, "It's okay. Thank you. I remember now."
Yeah, I remember now.
……all.
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