If you don't speak, you can donate your mouth

Jiang Mingyue wanted to post a Zhihu question on the spot: What would you do if your ex-boyfriend got drunk in front of you?

But there was no way for Jiang Mingyue to face the situation head-on, and there was no time to hide or ask.

Before he could take back the expression he just smiled, he was pressed on the shoulder by the man's heavy body, Zhong Zhao's arm was around his waist, and it was not loose or tight, and his short hair was tied on his face, smelling of alcohol. Spit in his ear.

Zhong Zhao's body temperature was so hot, Jiang Mingyue flinched as the temperature from his clothes pressed against him.

He wanted to escape, but Zhong Zhao's hand seemed to be stuck to his body, he was tightly bound in Zhong Zhao's arms, Zhong Zhao refused to let him escape.

He still couldn't escape this man as before.

In the eyes of all parties, Jiang Mingyue couldn't shirk it, and took over the task of sending the man back to the hotel.Along the way, Zhong Zhao never let go of Jiang Mingyue's neck, and wrapped his arms around his neck. His whole body softened and Jiang Mingyue had to hold his waist to drag him on.

Jiang Mingyue finally dragged Zhong Zhao into the room, finally pretended to be calm and calm, and when he was finally about to leave from the smell of Zhong Zhao, Zhong Zhao went mad again and began to take off his clothes, tearing them apart one by one and throwing them on the On the ground, his white body was suddenly displayed in front of Jiang Mingyue. Jiang Mingyue knew every inch of his skin texture. Jiang Mingyue's eyes were completely red, so he hugged Jiang Mingyue like this.

Jiang Mingyue didn't know what else he was going to do.

Why did Zhong Zhao still provoke him and make such ambiguous actions.

Is Zhong Zhao crazy, or...he is crazy.

Zhong Zhao wrapped around him, hugged him with both arms, and pressed his cheek against his face. Jiang Mingyue's arms were hanging by his sides without reaching out to hug him back. Zhong Zhao unconsciously rubbed against his neck and shoulders, Jiang Mingyue's back felt cold for a moment, and his mood suddenly reached a trough, but he couldn't feel any warmth in Zhong Zhao's warm embrace.

But Zhong Zhao kissed his earlobe and pierced his heart with a soft voice. Jiang Mingyue frowned and thought, his heart was already broken to the ground, but why did it still hurt again? so.

"I miss you." The person who didn't care about him for three years said this to him.

After Jiang Mingyue deleted all of Zhong Zhao's contact information, after Jiang Mingyue threw away everything about him, after Jiang Mingyue completely let go and left no way out.

This man who was so indifferent that he never looked at him just said "I miss you". It really broke Jiang Mingyue's inner defense all the way and destroyed all Jiang Mingyue's hard work for more than a month. How terrible it is ah.

Jiang Mingyue froze, he was as dumb as he couldn't say a word, as if something sharp had been caught and cut his throat, with a slight smell of blood.He didn't dare to speak, he knew that he was unconscious now, and he might kiss him hard the next second he opened his mouth.

He doesn't want this, he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

So Jiang Mingyue pushed him away with all her strength, and pressed him with the quilt from the hotel, covering his face inside.Maybe it would be better not to see him.

Zhong Zhao blushed and wanted to hold Jiang Mingyue's hand, muttering some words that Jiang Mingyue didn't want to hear and didn't dare to listen too much, Jiang Mingyue simply wrapped Zhong Zhao into a rice dumpling, to the point where he couldn't move his limbs. Only then did Mingyue dare to let out a breath, and only then did she dare to look at him like that.

Unexpectedly, he happened to meet his gaze, Zhong Zhao's eyes were half-closed, his cheeks were slightly red from the alcohol, he looked at him in a daze, trying to see him clearly, Jiang Mingyue went through the experience with a straight face. Maintaining indifference, the meaning of rejection is very obvious.But the man on the bed obviously didn't care about his cold face. He looked for Jiang Mingyue's face, and those eyes suddenly lit up, shining unprecedentedly under the light. Jiang Mingyue had never been on Zhong Zhao's face before. Seeing such an expression, he was so shocked that he froze in place for a moment without moving.

He smiled foolishly, as if he had just seen his beloved for a long time and showed a shy but carefree smile. He said softly in Jiang Mingyue's direction, "I miss you so much."

She mouthed "good night" silently, then closed her eyes sleepily and fell asleep.

Jiang Mingyue stood there stiffly for more than ten minutes, and did not wake up until Zhong Zhao let out a small snoring sound. He couldn't help wondering if Zhong Zhao was drunk, and he would make such an expression to him Can he actually smile at him like this?

At this moment, he is still wondering if Zhong Zhao is pretending to be asleep, and even laughing at his self-indulgence.How could Zhong Zhao play tricks to find him, only he still misses him crazily.

Only when you are crazy will your heart beat faster because of that sentence of thinking about you.

Crazy to want him after just one look.

He frantically wandered between rationality and impulse before he reluctantly picked up the clothes on the ground and the dropped cigarette case. He took out one of the cigarettes, picked it up awkwardly, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

The smoke entered his mouth, occupied his entire brain at once, passed from his throat to his respiratory tract and then flowed all the way down to his lungs. He couldn't help coughing, exhaling white smoke, and the bitter taste filled his lungs and thoughts. He couldn't stop choking several times, his scalp was numb, he felt dizzy all of a sudden, and he felt buoyant again, but his mood never relaxed with the burning of the cigarette. Wrapped around the whole body.

He had never smoked a cigarette and never thought he would try it.He thought about what the smoke tasted like, it was bitter, and it smelled bad, but he still couldn't suppress his wildly spreading emotions.

He forcibly endured the bitterness and smoked a cigarette.

And Zhong Zhao lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully, knowing nothing.

How can you not care?

I care too much.

Jiang Mingyue only smoked one cigarette before leaving the room. This cigarette was regarded as interest for him to send Zhong Zhao back. He shouldn't be with Zhong Zhao anymore, and he knew that he shouldn't waver. Maybe this time it was just Zhong Zhao. A whim, a sudden miss is just because of years of habit, and he can't adapt to the days when he is not there for a moment. If he believes him, if he returns to the abyss just for such a soft-hearted word, then maybe he will never be here in his life. I can't get out.

He didn't have the courage to do it again.

Always at his fingertips but never touched, he will suffer in obsession and torture for a lifetime.

Jiang Mingyue's health hasn't been very good since he fell into the water. In addition to drinking too much alcohol that hurt his stomach and working long hours and intensively, he has been in a period of fatigue and slack, even though he knows that it is correct to cheer up and start a new life of.He coughed several times, and even the people in the studio couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone realized that the boss was unhappy, and tried every means to make him happy. Finally, he suggested to go to the team building and have a good time outside.

Jiang Mingyue thought about it and agreed, planning to go to Santorini this time and go to the beach to have fun.

Everyone happily packed their bags and the boss went to board the plane happily.

During the day, I went to the hotel and put down my things, and everyone dispersed like wild horses. After a while, there were not many people left. They really took the banner of making the boss happy, but no one was there, except for the little follower Qin Rong, who honestly gave Jiang Mingyue served tea and water, and asked for warmth.Jiang Mingyue drove him to play at the beach, Qin Rong said aggrievedly that the weather was cold and he didn't want to go in the water, Jiang Mingyue ignored him and wandered around the street by himself.

The white houses are patchwork, the blue doors, windows and roofs are blended with other bright colors, some houses are full of flowers, mixed with the smell of coffee from nowhere, and the sound of ethereal music from afar With ears closed, the blue sky was foggy, and things far away could not be seen clearly, and the wind in the daytime was still a little cold on the face, Jiang Mingyue exhaled softly, looking at the snow-white church and bell tower, he was more than one For the first time in a month, he felt a sense of escape by letting go of everything. He had a time to catch his breath, and he survived lingeringly, as long as there was a little space to let him breathe.

He walked quietly there alone, breathed the air of escape, quietly put aside all the things that troubled him, forgot his own emotions, love and hatred, and he only imagined that he was the flower. White clouds, floating in the blue sky, flowed little by little with the wind, until they floated far away and dissipated.

He sat there until the sunset dyed the whole sky red, and he couldn't find the cloud just now, he was blown by the cold wind and didn't want to wake up until a scarf was wrapped around his neck. Sober in the conjecture of escape.

He looked back and saw Qin Rong still holding the scarf in both hands, clumsily wrapping him round and round, with nothing but him in his eyes, as long as he looked at the sky, Qin Rong only looked at him.There was moist tenderness in Jiang Mingyue's dry eyes. He closed his mouth tightly and looked at the man who was alone in front of him. He could not respond.

I've never been able to know exactly why people fall in love with another person, I guess maybe we all have a gap in our hearts, it's a hole that blows a biting cold wind into the soul, so we eagerly It needs a heart of the right shape to fill it, even if you are a perfect circle like the sun, but the gap in my heart may just be a crooked zigzag.

So you can't fill it out.

The author says:

It’s time for the self-analysis of the nonsense author again: there are many reasons for dog blood, and Zhong Zhao didn’t make a big mistake in telling the truth. Just looking at Xiaozhao’s perspective, you might still think it’s okay, because Zhong Zhao himself That's what it feels like, the "I didn't do anything wrong, I deserve to be loved" attitude.At this time, I thought of dual perspectives. The advantage of dual perspectives is to make up for what you can’t see. Affection and forbearance are in places you can’t see. With the perspective of the little moon, you will find that it is not the same time. thing.My writing and processing skills are not enough, I hope to convey what I want to express to everyone as much as possible in the next update. (The last paragraph is from "The Veil")

right! ! !I opened a new account to play with everyone, Weibo @不周夜的的野野先生, children who are willing can pay attention to it, I will occasionally post some small theaters and brain holes.I love you!