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The communication that day was not successful.

After he finished speaking, he rushed over and grabbed my jaw hard.I bit him without showing any weakness, and told him to feel my pain.That night we made love with revenge, like two biting beasts.

It seems that this way can prove that even two people who are out of tune can drag each other into the next seven years.

Pain makes people sober, but also makes people happy.

I woke up with hickeys all over my body, either red or purple.Fang Min sat with his back to me, facing the sunlight through the window, like a lonely silhouette photo.

"Are you awake?" My tone of voice when I just woke up was probably gentle, because when I saw Fang Min turning his head back, there was a light of surprise in my eyes.

"You are finally willing to talk to me properly." He bowed his head and kissed my eyes, and wrapped me in his arms.

In fact, a lot of words, once said, depression and awkwardness are not so difficult to overcome.Perhaps, I should also be grateful for the outbreak last night.

This morning was so gentle and rare, I suddenly regretted being so thorny in every long-lost encounter before, and let us miss so many good times in vain.

What the hell was I doing before?

Thinking, I buried my head in his chest and took a deep breath.

"Sorry." I said.

"I'm sorry for you too." Fang Min hugged me tighter and tighter, almost suffocating me, "Let's stop arguing, okay?"

"it is good."

The sunlight hits our bodies and leaves obsessive shadows on the sheets.This morning, no different from all living beings, near the tallest building in Ningcheng, there was a couple sobbing softly, rubbing love and sorrow into each other's bodies, and exchanging the deepest and most painful thoughts.

The sparrows outside the window were chirping, as if they were laughing at the two of us—look, how ridiculous human beings are, they were so noisy the last second, and they hugged each other again after sleeping.

"Mr. Shi, I want to marry you."

Fang Min suddenly stopped his movements when the sheets were soaked in sweat, and left a very light kiss on my shoulder blade, "It would be great if we could get married."

"It will." I respond with a deeper tolerance, swallowing both his sigh and chuckle.

I have learned calligraphy since elementary school, and I have also learned painting for several years.Therefore, it is not difficult for me to draw a marriage letter.

Before Fang Min went abroad, I bought paint and cardboard, and wrote the wedding vows in the dark.They are those beautiful poems in the period of the Republic of China, although Fang Min would probably say "sour" when he saw them.

Fang Min came back frequently during this time, although he was still late at home, but he seemed in good spirits.

When the delicate kisses fell on the back of the neck, I was finishing the engraving.The cold and soft touch made me tremble all over, I dodged instinctively, and was afraid that the previous work would be wasted if my hands were unstable, so I put down the knives and stones, turned my head and focused on kissing him.

"Hmm...why didn't you engrave it?" Fang Min bit my tongue and asked vaguely, "You miss me so much?"

I felt my face turn red quickly, bit him hard, and continued to make the seal.

"Conclude a contract, a good relationship will last forever—hiss—" Fang Min left a few smirks, then took the seal from my hand, and dragged me to the bedroom.

......

After all, the marriage letter was not finished before he left.

He said that the marriage certificate is in his heart, and we have more things to do.

I had class on the day Fang Min left, so I didn't have time to see him off.

When I got home from study next night, it was already dark.

I was the only one at home for the next month, so I decided to cook a meal for myself - I ate takeaway with Fang Min for many days, and my stomach started to reflux badly.

It is a wonderful process to wash the dishes, watch the changes in the color of the dishes, and then put them on the plate.A boring person like me probably depends on these condiments to spice up his life.

Originally, I only wanted to be one person, but as I was doing it, I was thinking of the person near the equator.So he rushed up all the ingredients he bought, and when the fourth course was finished, he made a video call to Fang Min.

Didn't expect him to pick it up.When he was busy, he would directly refuse to answer. Unexpectedly, he answered very quickly this time.

"Let me show you the dishes I cook. You always say that I cook them blandly, but this time I added more salt. How about it? Is it okay to look good? I'll make it for you when you come back—huh? You Why is it so dark over there, didn't you turn on the lights?"

I chattered alone for a long time, and there was only a slight panting sound on the other end of the video, and it was pitch black.I stared at my own reflection on the screen, and suddenly my heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

"Well...Xiao Fang is always drunk...Maybe it's not convenient to answer the phone...I..."

There turned out to be a young man's voice, hesitant to speak, as if he was dodging something.

I opened my mouth and couldn't speak.It took me a while to ask, who are you.

"I... Mr. Fang's assistant." He said.

Probably there is no more clumsy excuse than this, Fang Min's assistant has always been a little girl.Even if he had a high rank when he was in charge of training, he wouldn't have been assigned an assistant in such a short period of time.

I didn't suppress my anger, and said in a bad tone: "Understood, but please let him answer the phone."

As I said that, I felt that this voice was very familiar, and I always felt that I had heard it somewhere.The owner of the voice snorted aggrievedly, and asked something to the side, and then Fang Min's voice sounded.

"Hmm...who?" Fang Min continued vaguely.

I know that Fang Min's "overseas project" is of a high level, and there should be countless entertainment and DDL, so I never asked him what he was doing when he refused to answer the phone.

But this time it was different. I couldn't tell whether it was intuition or what. Uncharacteristically, I got to the bottom of it and asked him where he was and what he was doing.

No one answered over there, and after a slight rustle, the video call was terminated.

I was sluggish for a long time, until the dishes were completely cold, and I still haven't recovered.

It is twelve o'clock in the evening Indonesian time.

Fang Min passed out drunk in the arms of a young man.

Before I knew it, I ate all the dishes.Although I found them cold and salty when I took them in, my hands didn't listen to me, and I kept sending them to my mouth.

I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and my whole body was in a cold sweat, which couldn't be relieved no matter how I pressed it.I struggled to get the medicine, and the moment I got up, I knelt down, and my knees hit hard on the tiles that were not covered by the carpet.

Before I lost consciousness from the pain, I called Dr. Liu.

The author says:

Hmm...going to start spilling blood...quick!escape! ! !