Chapter 1 (1/2)

Su Mu took his son home from the kindergarten and delivered him to s.h.i.+ Rushui, who was renting the apartment together with him. Su Mu took a taxi and hurried to the K City Wuguang s.h.i.+ge Hotel.

After leaving school for five years, this was his first time to attend the T cla.s.s reunion. Just because he heard that a certain person will be there today.

Su Mu got the news last night. And he had a sleepless night, tossing and turning.

After hesitating again and again, he still came.

Before coming, he used s.h.i.+ Rushui's concealer to cover the dark circles under his eyes and the nose that had been rubbed red. But he could not cover his haggard face.

Obviously knowing that when they meet, in addition to heartache, he would not being able to change anything. But he really missed that person too much, even if he can only look at him from afar.

This cla.s.s reunion was a gathering of alumni—whoever was in the city.

The person that Su Mu wanted to meet was a schoolmate who was two years younger than him. This was a man who he had raised with 300,000 yuan five years ago—Jing Zhixuan.

At that time, Su Mu liked Jing Zhixuan. He would do everything possible: stalking, playing, selling Meng (cuteness), was.h.i.+ng things white, kneeling… Also chasing him on and on.

In the end, he finally found the opportunity to play with the temptation of money to get people.

Although it became a subordinate relations.h.i.+p.

However, he was willing to do so.

Come to think of it, he was probably the most arrogant and unrestrained person in the history of high-end gold masters. He had a generous depth deep inside. However, he had no choice.

He was a ger. He had all the parts that symbolize a man, except for the b.a.l.l.s.

At best, he would occasionally take a ride to find some man's self-esteem, but it was also very tiring.

Su Mu arrived at the hotel at 6:30 in the evening, half an hour later than the time agreed by everyone.

He found an inconspicuous little corner in the hotel lobby after wandering for more than ten minutes. He quietly dived into the alumni group, waiting for news until he was certain that Jing Zhixuan did come.

This Jing Zhixuan was mingled on the floor.

When Su Mu stepped inside the banquet hall on the third floor of the hotel, the noise showed that there were many people present. But he did not dare to look up.

In fact, his popularity used to be very good in school. But since he had been persistent, striving for the upper reaches, he succeeded in supporting him (Jing Zhixuan). He had to give up taking the post-graduate examination from T and fled like a squirrel of the landlord's family. After K city, he had no contact with him. But he still had He Wenzhou who had known for N years.

He Wenzhou still returned to K city without his support, and took the initiative to tear off his face and embrace the parents of Jin Dawei.

Sure enough, he disappeared for too long. And it was not because of the heroic arrogance of Jing Zhixuan.

Su Mu entered the banquet hall and walked ten steps with his head down before someone recognized him.

Having just returned from the toilet, the man with a sandalwood scent walked in front of Su Mu and quickly retreated. He said with a surprised tone, ”Su Mu, is it Su Mu senior?”

Su Mu balled his hands into fists and tried to look up. He saw a good friend who used to be Jing Zhixuan's roommate. But for a moment, he could not remember the name of the other person.

Su Mu could not help but say, ”Oh… that…”

At that moment, Su Mu felt a cold and fierce gaze on himself. And he subconsciously followed where the gaze had come from.

As if crossing the span of five years, Su Mu saw Jing Zhixuan facing him. The man stood upright, his tall body was like a poplar tree.

For a moment, in Su Mu's mind there was like a burst of fireworks in front of his eyes. In his eyes and in his heart, no one could hold a candle to him. There was only him, only Jing Zhixuan.

His breathing stopped for a few seconds. And the scenes of the past, like an animation, quickly flipped through his mind one frame at a time. Sweet, painful, beautiful, desperate, and finally, the picture of them stuck in bed.

Su Mu took a few breaths before returning to G.o.d. Jing Zhixuan stood in front of the table in the middle of the ballroom.

He was surrounded by three flower girls who looked him up and down. He had his chin up and looked as n.o.ble as a deity.

Even if the body is not wearing a formal suit, the light gray business travel casual suit makes him look a bit closer to the people. But it still cannot stop his kingly domineering aura, easily becoming the focus of the crowd.

And on his left and right side, two sisters were attending to him. The two sisters held wine gla.s.ses and toasted Jing Zhixuan. The face looked very good.