Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

In the middle of the night, Luo Jiushuai woke up because he had to urinate.

He half-closed his eyes to find the bathroom. When he passed the living room, he saw a figure curled up on the sofa. He was slightly nearsighted, and his brain suddenly twitched, and he screamed instinctively...

Jian Zhinian was a light sleeper because of his choice of bed, so he was startled awake by Luo Jiushuai's shout.

"Jiu Shuai, are you awake?"

The room was dark. Jian Zhinian stood up from the sofa and suddenly felt a pain in his back.

"Why are you sleeping here? Wait, I can't hold it anymore, I need to go to the bathroom first..."

Luo Jiushuai casually turned on the light in the living room and quickly came back from the bathroom. In the living room, Jian Zhinian was rubbing his waist with sleepy eyes.

He bought this house when he was single. It has two bedrooms and a living room. He had just graduated and was busy with work at the time, so he outsourced the decoration. The quality of the sofa is worrying and it is so hard to describe.

After the scare just now, Luo Jiushuai lost all sleepiness and simply sat down on the sofa.

"There's a bed in the guest room, but you're sleeping on the sofa instead. My sofa is harder than a rock. It's a pity you can sleep on it."

Jian Zhinian rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and replied: "I would like to sleep in the guest room. How many years has it been since you cleaned the guest room? There is a layer of dust..."

The owner of the house was in a deep sleep, and he couldn't expect a drunk to entertain him, so he had to spend the night on the sofa.

After hearing this, Luo Jiushuai scratched his messy hair in embarrassment and laughed dryly.

Jian Zhinian shook his head helplessly, got up and went to the kitchen to open the hot porridge.

"Are you hungry? I made some porridge, would you like a bowl?"

Luo Jiushuai had just woken up in the middle of the night and had no appetite. However, his empty stomach made gurgling protests after smelling the fragrance of rice, and his taste buds also woke up a little.

Luo Jiushuai was too lazy to struggle, and nodded in surprise: "You actually cooked porridge!"

"Zhi Nian, why are you so virtuous! I've kicked Huo Cheng out, so don't chase Mu Qingyuan anymore, let's just live together!"

"It's a natural ability for men to be the first for love. I think I have no problem with that."

"Ah... don't hit me..."

Luo Jiushuai took the pillow off his face and hugged her in his arms.

Jian Zhinian rolled his eyes at him, went to the kitchen to get him a bowl of porridge, and then sat down again.

"You have a dirty mouth! Tell me, what happened with Huo Cheng? You are so desperate and you still want a divorce?..."

Speaking of this, Luo Jiu no longer looks handsome.

He buried his head in drinking his porridge, feeling extremely distressed and not knowing where to begin.

Jian Zhinian was not in a hurry. He found a comfortable position, leaned on the sofa and waited.

Luo Jiushuai put down the bowl, fell back on the sofa, and let out a wail.

"I don't want to be in a long-distance relationship anymore."

"Ah?" Jian Zhinian was surprised. What was going on?

At this point, Luo Jiushuai felt that there was nothing worth hiding from Jian Zhinian. What was their relationship? Brothers! Buddies! Besties!

"Huo Cheng is unwilling to shift the focus of his work to H City. He previously said he would open a branch in H City, but now the branch plan has been cancelled."

"We've been married for a year, and we only see each other once every week at the shortest and three months at the longest. Every time we see each other, we have to consider each other's work arrangements. When we finally meet, we can't say more than three words before we're all in bed..."

"Fuck, who am I to him? Am I here to satisfy my sexual desire?"

Thinking of this, Luo Jiushuai couldn't help but feel heartache and body pain!

Jian Zhinian was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know where to start. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Your troubles sound very happy. It is indeed a problem, but it doesn't mean you need a divorce, right?"

Luo Jiushuai grabbed his hair in distress and said, "You don't understand."

Jian Zhinian: ...He really doesn’t seem to understand...

Afterwards, Luo Jiushuai was like a bitter gourd soaked in a jar of bitter water, vomiting bitter water all over the ground in sorrow.

"Every time I take a day off, I rush over to see him. Sometimes, when he has a rare day off, I still take a day off to see him. Even though I'm doing this, can't he spare some time to spend with me? I always pack my meals in his office..."

"Sometimes he comes to H City on rare occasions, and every time it's just that trivial thing. If the Huo family wasn't so rich, I would have suspected that he got married to me just to get whoredom for free."

"Few of his family members know about our marriage... Even if he has a beautiful mistress in a mansion, he should at least give me a mansion! Not only did he not give me a mansion, but he also despised my house..."

"What's wrong with my sofa being hard? I won't change it, it's annoying... I didn't say anything even though my knees were bruised, and he's complaining..."

Jian Zhinian quietly moved to a stool: ...He can't sit on this sofa anymore...

No, I'm afraid he won't be able to come to this house anymore...

Luo Jiushuai's suffering continues——

"Zhi Nian, you don't know how frustrated I am. Huo Cheng and I have never taken a walk, watched a movie, or played games together... We have never done anything that people do when they are in a relationship or dating..."

"He was busy with work and I couldn't leave. Our marriage had only two marriage certificates, no blessings from relatives and friends, no grand wedding, and even something as exciting as a proposal. He just bought a ring and pushed it to me, asking me when I would be free to get the certificate..."

"What kind of marriage is this?"

Luo Jiushuai covered his face in extreme pain.

Jian Zhinian knew that Luo Jiushuai and Huo Cheng were not in the same city, but he could not ask too much about the specific matters between husband and wife.

He always thought that Luo Jiushuai was living a good life.

I didn't expect there was such a hidden secret.

"Jiu Shuai, why did you get married with him at that time?" Jian Zhinian asked bluntly.

After hearing this, Luo Jiushuai's face darkened.

Why get a certificate?

Of course it’s because my heart is moved.

The time when he met Huo Cheng was when he was at his most vulnerable. During that period, he was under great pressure at work, and his parents' death anniversary was approaching. He was so depressed that he often went to the bar to get drunk late at night.

Due to his profession, he has always been restrained and usually only drinks two glasses and has never been drunk.

That day, a patient happened to lose control of his emotions. He pointed at him and called him a quack, and even cursed at his parents. He was so angry that he was about to start a fight on the spot. If his colleague had not been quick to stop him, he would have gotten into trouble for the doctor-patient relationship.

I was holding a grudge during the day and got drunk at night.

He drank to give himself courage and, unwilling to be lonely, provoked Huo Cheng.

He thought it was just a one-night stand, but a month later, Huo Cheng actually found his clinic.

After that, they maintained an intimate relationship for a long time, and finally late one night, Huo Chengtui gave him a ring and proposed to him.

So, the next day he and Huo Cheng got their marriage certificate.

It's that simple.

Why did he agree? Probably because Huo Cheng's arms were so warm and safe.

When they were intimate, Huo Cheng had a very good temper. He would coax him, obey him, and call him baby. He was alone and completely unable to resist the warmth during their affectionate moments.

Luo Jiushuai wiped his face and said, "Maybe he was bewitched by a ghost and fell in love first."

Although Jian Zhinian had little experience in love, he understood the feeling of being unable to control oneself after being attracted.

He sighed slightly and asked, "Are you not moved now?"