Han Chen: "..."

Song Yan: "Let's open the skylight and speak frankly. Zhou Mo and Shen Pan and I are friends. You and Lu Zhishu are a doctor and a star manager. How can I compare with you... What can I do or eat? Not left, who can take a fancy to me?"

Han Chen: "..."

Zhou Mo almost laughed out loud, she said to Han Chen: "Did you hear that, don't worry."

Han Chen: "He is quite interesting."

Zhou Mo: "That's right, why would Shen Pan and I want to be friends with him?"

If nothing else, just have fun.

Han Chen: "When are you coming back?"

Zhou Mo: "I'll go back to the academy at noon and go to the academy in the afternoon."

Han Chen: "I'll pick you up after get off work."

Zhou Mo: "Okay, I'll wait for you after get off work."

The two reluctantly hung up the phone.

"See, I said that second brother Han Chen is definitely suspicious of us," Song Yan said with a confident expression, "I'm really right."

Zhou Mo nodded, "You are amazing." She really admired it.

Song Yan looked triumphant, "At least I have been by my brother's side for so many years, so I still have the ability to read words and deeds."

Zhou Mo: "Learn from you."

Song Yan: "However, Second Brother Han Chen...is a bit of a spy, and I explained everything to him clearly, and even complained, it's not kind."

Zhou Mo: "..."

Song Yan: "It's probably just his habitual thinking. He thinks that when men and women walk together, there must be something."

Zhou Mo: "He is Han Chen's elder brother after all, so it's normal to protect Han Chen."

Song Yan: "If you protect Han Chen, will you look down on you?"

Zhou Mo didn't answer, and it wasn't easy to answer.

Song Yan took out the cake, broke it into small pieces, and sprinkled it on the edge of the lake. Immediately, wild ducks and koi swam over. A few black swans in the middle of the lake saw them, and rushed to the edge of the lake in pairs.

"You said that people are in pairs, and swans are also in pairs. I'm a single dog, why do I come here to torture myself?" Song Yan turned to Zhou Mo.

"Uh..." Zhou Mo couldn't answer those words.

"It doesn't seem right," Song Yan said, "Shen Pan and Lu Zhishu broke up, so they should be considered single, right?"

"Why don't you two make a couple?" Zhou Mo joked.

"Don't, don't, forget it, Shen Pan, I'd rather find a man."

"Huh?" Zhou Mo was surprised.

"I'm afraid that Lu Zhishu will come to see me with a knife." Song Yan threw all the cakes into the lake, clapped his hands, and then said to Zhou Mo: "After signing the contract with Lu Zhishu yesterday, he chatted with me alone for a while. "

"What are you talking about? About Shen Pan?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Otherwise?" Song Yan said, "But other people are straightforward enough, and I also like to be straightforward and not go around the bush. When he comes up, he asks me if I like Shen Pan."

"How did you answer?"

"Answer truthfully," Song Yan said, "It's purely a coincidence that I know you two. We had a good conversation and got along very well, that's all, nothing else. Lu Zhishu and Han Chen think too complicated of me, not all opposite sexes know each other , you have to develop a relationship between a man and a woman, wouldn’t you be happy to be friends?”

"I have the same idea," Zhou Mo said, "Shen Pan and I have always thought that you are a nice person. You treat us as friends, and we don't want to treat you as an outsider."

"That's right," Song Yan said: "Isn't the friendship between people all about each other? Let me tell you, one day when Han Chen and Lu Zhishu are free, I will hold a game, and you and Shen Pan will take care of each other." The two of them made an appointment, and the five of us will have a meal together, and have a glass of wine to settle our suspicions."

"You're too bored, why don't you find someone to accompany you to eat, drink and have fun?" Zhou Mo joked, piercing Song Yan's thoughts.

"Hey," Song Yan smiled awkwardly, "You found out."

"How could you not find out? If you weren't too bored, why would you greet Shen Pan and me by the side of the road?"

They didn't know each other well at first.

"Yeah, I'm so boring," Song Yan said, "Everyone else is busy with their own careers, but I don't know what to do all day."

"If you have nothing to do, then find something to do."

"What are you looking for?"

"Aren't you single? It's okay to have a relationship, find a girlfriend, and keep you busy."

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"why?"

"Here, there is someone," Song Yan pointed to his heart, "There is someone in my heart, if I find someone else, won't I delay the girl?"

Song Yan looked across the lake, staring into the distance. He stared at the row of willow trees across the lake in a daze.

Zhou Mo could hear a trace of sadness and self-deprecation in Song Yan's words, which were very rare emotions in Song Yan, who was optimistic and lively.

"Is it convenient for you to explain in detail?" Zhou Mo said, "Maybe you can talk about some things, and you will feel better."

Song Yan shook his head, "I can't say."

"why?"

"Not all feelings are suitable to be presented under the sun. Some secret loves, let it be buried in the bottom of my heart."

Song Yan was suddenly open-minded, but Zhou Mo was confused.

She repeatedly tried to figure out the meaning of Song Yan's words, but she couldn't figure it out.

Not all feelings are suitable for showing under the sun...

She smacked the words over and over again.

In the end, I came to a conclusion—shen Pan must have guessed right, right?

Zhou Mo was eager to seek further evidence, she asked: "There is Mingyue Street behind the school, there are many delicious restaurants, go there for lunch later?"

"You mean 'Nantong Street'?"

"You know?" Zhou Mo was shocked again.

In the past, when the Internet was not so developed, there was a special section called "Nantong Street" in a local forum in Dongjiang.

It is full of local male sexual minorities. They post on the board to seek marriage and make friends. Most of the places are on Mingyue Street, so Mingyue Street is also called the real "Nantong Street".

Later, with the changes of the Internet, the forum could not continue to operate, and the site was closed, but the name of Mingyue Street has been preserved.

He's not an insider, and basically doesn't know anything about "Nantong Street". Zhou Mo knows that it's because of Zhou Zheng, who works on prevention and treatment of Ai Meiyi, and often infiltrates these sexual minorities to do investigations.

"I'm a native of Dongjiang? Is there anything I don't know about Dongjiang?" Song Yan said to himself.

Zhou Mo's expression was strange, and he looked at Song Yan more and more cautiously.

……

After returning to the office, Zhou Mo kept communicating with Shen Pan what he had learned from Song Yan today.

Shen Pan: Does he even know "Nantong Street"?Isn't this a real hammer?

Zhou Mo: "Nantong Street", I still know it from my dad.

Shen Pan: I didn't even know that Mingyue Street had this name.

I have to say that Song Yan is a suspect in the address book, which is a bit too big.

Although Zhou Mo didn't want to speculate on him, but thinking about it carefully, he felt sorry for Song Yan and felt sorry for Song Yan.

Zhou Mo: It's the most uncomfortable thing to love but not get it.

Shen Pan: That's right, watching someone you like get married and have children...it's terrible.

Zhou Mo: Do ​​you think Lu Yaocheng knows?

Shen Pan: I probably don't know, otherwise how could he still keep Song Yan by his side?Lu Yaocheng is very concerned about Mr. Wen. Look at how many things he has given Mr. Wen.There was a turmoil in Tiantian, so he dropped what he was doing and came here, and it would definitely not be a lie to Mr. Wen.If he knew what Song Yan was thinking, he would definitely dismiss Song Yan.

Zhou Mo: Yes.What should we do now?

Shen Pan: Find a suitable time and let Song Yan take the initiative to show his cards.

Zhou Mo: When is the timing?

Shen Pan: Not sure.It was too difficult to say that.

Zhou Mo: +1

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