The tenth year of actor Xie He

It has been a few days since we met at the airport, and Wen Zhiyuan has been living in a muddle.

Sitting in the ward to accompany Wen Huai'en, looking at the topics on Weibo accusing Xie Lingyun one by one, his brows were tightly knit, and his face was extremely stern.

Seeing others scolding Xie Lingyun, he still felt so uncomfortable.

At this moment, he even forgot the deep-seated complaint towards Xie Lingyun and his concern about that matter, all he wanted was to hear Xie Lingyun's voice to make sure he was okay.

"What happened to you when you came back from your business trip this time? You have a slumped face all day long." Although Wen Huai'en was smiling, his eyes were full of worry.

It took Wen Zhiyuan a while to come back to his senses, and said in a low voice, "It's just a little annoying."

"I'll listen to you." Wen Huaien said.

Wen Zhiyuan stood up with his mobile phone. He didn't go to the company for the past few days, and turned his mobile phone to silent. Except for coming to accompany his father, he stayed at home the rest of the time: "I have an appointment with the Chinese medicine doctor over there. , now it’s over, let’s talk to you when I come back.”

In fact, he didn't make an appointment with any Chinese medicine doctor, but now his stomach feels uncomfortable, and he suddenly remembered that Xie Lingyun had sent him a message about a Chinese medicine doctor, so he wanted to invite Xie Lingyun to go with him, so as to find a way for each other to come down together.

"Okay, you can go. Don't come here if you are busy. I have a nurse here, so I don't need anyone to accompany me." Wen Huai'en smiled lightly.

"Ah."

The information that Xie Lingyun sent him before is still in the phone, including the address and contact information of the Chinese medicine practitioner.

When he came out of the hospital, he took out his mobile phone to make a call to Xie Lingyun. He had already made up his mind, so he said that he couldn't find the message, and asked Xie Lingyun to look through the phone and take him there.

However, when he unlocked the phone, Wen Zhiyuan saw unread messages, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The assistant Xiao Wu is a good-natured person, I have hardly contacted him these days, and all work matters are emails, so who could it be?

He opened WeChat with some resistance.

The message was indeed sent by Xie Lingyun.

【let's break up. 】

Wen Zhiyuan was at a loss at first, and read those words several times as if he didn't know the words. He didn't react until the meaning of those words was engraved in his heart, and he dialed the phone with trembling fingers. The beep told him that the other party had turned off the phone.

He gripped the phone so hard that it hurt his palm.

Ten years of relationship finally ushered in Xie Lingyun unilaterally breaking up with him.

Although he is not good at dealing with conflicts, he never thought of escaping from this incident. Xie Lingyun did something wrong, so let him think calmly. After thinking about it, he will have this attitude - refuse to face it, and break up directly?

Even now, he wants to look at everything that is happening now from Xie Lingyun's standpoint, trying to understand his state of mind when he said he broke up, but he is unable to understand.

When something happens, throw the mess to him and hide by yourself, if Xie Lingyun is always like this...

He really didn't know what to say...

The northeast wind was blowing, and it blew on his face like a knife. Wen Zhiyuan stood in the parking lot for a long time, and finally he couldn't feel his hands and feet because it was too cold. He sat in the car shivering, and the restlessness in his heart had been washed away by the north wind. It was clean, leaving only a piece of powerless anger.

"Are you busy?" Wen Zhiyuan dialed Su Kuang, "accompany me for a drink."

There was no one in the bar in the afternoon, the bartender was sitting in front of the bar stroking the cat, Su Kuang was leaning in a booth by the window, saw Wen Zhiyuan's figure through the glass window, and immediately stood up.

The first time he saw Wen Zhiyuan, Su Kuang realized that something had happened, he was too haggard.

Wen Zhiyuan is considered to be very self-disciplined among the people he knows. He has a bad stomach and rarely drinks alcohol. Just now when he said on the phone that he wanted to drink, Su Kuang still suspected that he had heard it wrong. Contacting the recent events, Su Kuang had already guessed Here's the whole story.

"Have you quarreled with your family?" Su Kuang did not underestimate the seriousness of the matter. He signaled the bartender to close the door of the bar, and said, "Mix two glasses of wine and let the others get off work. We are closed today."

The bartender agreed to go to work, and Wen Zhiyuan sat down opposite him: "This time, we really didn't quarrel, we just broke up."

Su Kuang's eyes widened in disbelief: "Did he mention it to you?"

Wen Zhiyuan nodded, rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and leaned into the soft sofa.

"Is it because of those things on the Internet, you stopped him from filming, and he brought it up?" Su Kuang asked.

Wen Zhiyuan shook his head: "Don't ask."

It seems that the problem is very serious this time, Su Kuang's expression turned serious, and he sat up straight: "Then I'll accompany you to drink."

"Yeah." Wen Zhiyuan turned his face and looked out the window at the street.

After the first sip of wine, Wen Zhiyuan frowned uncomfortably.

"Don't drink if you feel uncomfortable." Su Kuang looked at him and said, and had to admit that even though he was haggard and frowning, Wen Zhiyuan was still handsome.

"Just this time." Wen Zhiyuan said while pressing his stomach.

Su Kuang didn't stop him, but turned on his phone and ordered some appetizers.

Wen Zhiyuan doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, but the quality of the wine is very good. Just after Su Kuang's order was delivered, he was already drunk, and fell down on the table.

Although Su Kuang was about the same height and weight as him, it was still very difficult to get him from the seat to the upstairs lounge. After trying, he gave up and let Wen Zhiyuan sleep on the sofa, and found a blanket for him. Putting it on your body, the bar is very heated, so you don't have to worry about people catching a cold.

Wen Zhiyuan slept until the next morning, opened his eyes, stared at the complicated lighting above his head, and stared blankly for a while. There were no such fancy things in his bedroom. Trying to recall, he figured out what was going on. He took out his phone from his pocket and wanted to check the time, but saw a message from Xie Lingyun again.

[Are you at home today?I'll go over there later and move things away. 】

Wen Zhiyuan stared at the words on the screen, feeling in a daze. He didn't reply to the message, locked his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, and sat up propped on the edge of the table. Take painkillers.

Su Kuang didn't sleep well that night, and came down every two hours, worried that Wen Zhiyuan would be uncomfortable if he woke up, and just happened to go downstairs to see him at this moment, and saw that he was about to go out, and hurriedly said: "The door is locked, you Wait for me to get the key."

Wen Zhiyuan pressed his stomach, turned around, leaned against the door and waited for Su Kuang.

Su Kuang went to the bar to find the keys, then turned around and asked him, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Wen Zhiyuan let out a muffled 'hmm'.

Su Kuang came over with the key: "Are you going to get the medicine in the car? Give me the key, and I'll get it. You go upstairs and wash up. There are new toothbrushes and towels in the bathroom cabinet, take them yourself."

Wen Zhiyuan took out the car keys and handed them out, then turned and went upstairs.

When he came down again, Su Kuang had already brought in the medicine he had put in the car and boiled water.

"Go eat something later, and I'll take you to the hospital after eating." Su Kuang looked at him and said.

"Ah."

After the two came out of the bar, they went to a nearby tea house to have breakfast, and then drove towards the hospital.

Although he took the medicine, the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach didn't ease. In addition to the hangover, Wen Zhiyuan leaned in the chair all the way without even lifting his eyelids.When he got drunk last night, his heart ached so much. Now that he woke up, the pain turned into dull numbness.

When he was about to arrive at the hospital, Su Kuang glanced at him: "If you really can't let go, go and chase him back, and torture yourself, why bother."

Wen Zhiyuan didn't make a sound, and curled his fingers by his side slightly.

Su Kuang sent him to the hospital and left. After Wen Zhiyuan finished the outpatient clinic, he took a list to get the medicine alone, and went to the adult infusion area to wait in line for the water supply. By the time he came out of the hospital again, it was already afternoon.

The discomfort in his stomach was gone, but he still had no appetite. He drove back and halfway through the car. Remembering that Xie Lingyun said that he would go back to move things in the morning, he was suddenly a little afraid that he would see an empty home after returning.

Finding a parking space on the side of the road, Wen Zhiyuan stopped the car and took out his cell phone. The cell phone was almost out of battery. He dug out a charging cable and connected it to the plug of the car.

[Have you finished moving things? 】

There was no reply within 10 minutes after sending out the message. Wen Zhiyuan became more and more anxious, and finally couldn't help but dialed the phone.

When the phone was connected, Xie Lingyun didn't speak, he could only hear the sound of breathing on the other side.

Both of them were silent, and in the end it was Wen Zhiyuan who spoke first: "Why didn't you reply to the message?"

"I didn't see it." Xie Lingyun sniffed there, his voice a little hoarse.

"Have you had a cold yet?"

Xie Lingyun suffered from insomnia again last night. He just woke up not long ago and was still sitting on the bed in a daze. A few days later, when he heard Wen Zhiyuan's voice again, he felt as if he had come back to life.

"much better."

There was another long silence, and it was still Wen Zhiyuan who spoke first: "I just sent a message to ask if you have finished moving your things."

"It should be finished." Xie Lingyun didn't get up in the morning, Xie Weiting volunteered to go to Jinxiu Homeland to pack his things for him, and just sent a video to ask him where his ID was kept, and now he hasn't called or sent any more videos, it should be Already got things sorted.

"Okay, I got it." Wen Zhiyuan couldn't bear the silence between each other again, and hung up the phone after speaking.

Putting down the phone, he went to touch the cigarette beside him. The cigarette case was already empty. Wen Zhiyuan held it in his hand and squeezed it, then threw it on the passenger seat. He opened the door and got out of the car. Convenience store, went straight to it.

After buying the cigarettes, Wen Zhiyuan returned to the car and couldn't wait to light one for himself.

He didn't expect that such a kind person as Xie Lingyun would be so...unfeeling towards him.

In just half a day, the things had already been moved, and it seemed that he hadn't gone by himself, so he found a moving company?

The smoke slid down his throat, rolled around in his lungs and came out again. The oppressive feeling in his heart was relieved a little. He took a big puff of the cigarette, one puff after another, the cigarette between his fingers finally burned out, he snuffed out the cigarette butt and stuffed it into the central control In the ashtray, start the car and drive towards Baiye Road.

Xie Lingyun was in a trance after hanging up the phone until the door of the room was pushed open.

Xie Lirong stood at the door and looked at him, and said worriedly: "Ling Yun, get up and eat something."

Xie Lingyun didn't answer.

Xie Lirong said again: "Didn't we agree yesterday to go see Li Wenbiao?"

Xie Lingyun was already in a daze.

"If you don't want to see him, let me tell him." Xie Lirong said and retreated outside the door.

"See you." Xie Lingyun grunted, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Xie Lirong stood at the door and looked at him, nodded slightly, and closed the door for him.

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