Rebirth Breakup Expert

Zhan Jun hopped downstairs, where Xue Jingye was still pacing back and forth.

The stick in his hand clenched a little more.Money money money money money money.He said to himself: money money money.

Xue Jingye looked even more lethargic than during the day, and as soon as he approached, he smelled an extremely strong smell of alcohol.His clothes were disheveled, his suit jacket was torn in a mess, two buttons on the collar of his white shirt were unbuttoned, and the skin on his neck was red from alcoholism, which was clearly visible even under the streetlights.

A drunk factory manager is no fun.Zhan Jun had experienced it deeply in the past year, so he didn't go any closer, and put the stick in front of him in a bluffing manner.

"What are you doing here?"

Xue Jingye narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then blew the smoke from his mouth to the ground: "Wait for you."

"If you don't break up with Tan Xiaolu, then we don't need to talk at all." Zhan Jun's opening remarks moved to the second sentence, and his momentum was slightly reduced.

Xue Jingye tilted his head.He looks very much in line with the aesthetics of most people, upright, tall, and handsome, but at the moment the factory director showing some fragile expressions, the brows between his brows lost the original lingering, and became a little more confused.

"I broke up with Xiaolu, will you come back?" He asked a little blankly.

Zhan Jun didn't answer directly: "Can you separate from him?"

"Maybe, if you ask." Xue Jingye suddenly smiled and rushed towards Zhan Jun.

Zhan Jun lost the opportunity.

As soon as the stick standing in front of him was lifted, Xue Jingye's wrist was clenched tightly, and the iron bar was pressed down across his shoulders, restricting his movements instead.Xue Jingye was quite strong, and with his shoulders, he could push him onto the tree trunk and hold him down.

"Fuck..." Zhan Jun wanted to raise his leg to kick him, but one leg was injured and the other was still supporting his body's center of gravity, so he could only yell at him.

Xue Jingye let him scold him, and put his palm into his clothes along his neck, his whole body suppressed Zhan Jun, and stuck him between himself and the tree.

"I miss you very much..." Xue Jingye said in a low voice while leaning up to nibble on his collarbone.

Zhan Jun's hair stood on end, struggling desperately.Xue Jingye seemed to be heavier than he had imagined. He slammed his head against Xue Jingye's head fiercely, and the crutch in the other hand beat Xue Jingye's back without hesitation.

The heavy impact was accompanied by a fist hitting Xue Jingye's face.He fell out at an angle.

Wen Jiayan, who rushed out of the building, panted frantically, straddled Xue Jingye, and continued beating without saying a word.

Xue Jingye was in a daze, but he quickly counterattacked after he realized it.

When Zhan Jun recovered his breath, he immediately limped over and pulled Wen Jiayan away forcefully: "Don't hit...don't hit, stop."

When Wen Jiayan got up, he still didn't forget to step on Xue Jingye's foot heavily.

The three of them were all panting, but no one spoke aloud, and the low chirping of insects rang out among the bushes and grass.Xue Jingye retreated a few steps, and slowly sat up, his face was swollen, and the corners of his cracked mouth were bleeding.

"Didn't you say you're going to blow my head off?" Xue Jingye touched the blood on his chin and laughed, "Didn't you say that if I touch you again, my head will blow off?"

Zhan Jun wondered if you were sick.

"What touch again?" Wen Jiayan also turned his head and asked him, "When did he touch you?".His forehead was broken by Xue Jingye's several hits, but his eyes were still piercing.

Zhan Jun thought, are you sick too? !

Leaving the factory manager lying on the ground alone and giggling, Zhan Jun dragged Wen Jiayan back home.

It's so fucking messy.Zhan Jun climbed the stairs while coping with Wen Jiayan's questions, and kept thinking in his heart that he couldn't procrastinate any longer and had to carry out the last step immediately.

Dealing with Wen Jiayan's problems is not easy.Until the next few days, he was tirelessly answering the question "When did that bastard touch you?" Zhan Jun didn't want to answer at all.

Finally, at a dinner where the atmosphere is good and the food is delicious, and it is arranged who will wash the dishes and who will wash the fruit, Zhan Jun impatiently makes a heavy move.

"Do I need to tell you about this kind of thing?" Zhan Jun poked the rice grains in the bowl with his chopsticks unhappily, "It seems that we haven't reached the level of intimacy where we can confess our privacy to each other?"

Wen Jiayan was stunned for a moment, then blinked, smiled awkwardly and nodded: "Yes. I'm sorry."

The chopsticks in the bowl poked into the bottom of the bowl, making a strange sound.Wen Jiayan lowered his head and ate in silence, Zhan Jun hesitated for a while, and picked a piece of crispy roast chicken for him.

"I'm full." Wen Jiayan put the grilled chicken into his bowl, took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and started to wash them up.

Zhan Jun looked at the roast chicken for 20 seconds, and finally put it in his mouth and ate it.

He was right.The relationship between Wen Jiayan and himself is indeed just that of a landlord and a tenant, and at most it can only reach the category of ordinary friends.Of course, he has the freedom not to mention the parts he doesn't want to mention to ordinary friends.

I am very grateful for Wen Jiayan's act of beating Xue Jingye back for his own sake. Zhan Jun spent two nights and countless boring hours during the day to convince himself that it was just an act of righteousness, an act of friend to friend.

If Wen Jiayan was suppressed like that, he would go up and kick him even if he dragged his broken leg.

So it has absolutely nothing to do with the rest...

Zhan Jun munched on the crispy roast chicken, thinking sadly that he might have to spend another two nights to convince himself this time.

The decisive moment comes when the last step has not yet been decided how to carry it out.

Sitting in the taxi going to the restaurant, Zhan Jun repeatedly looked at the text messages sent by Tan Xiaolu on his mobile phone.

[I'm going back, I hope to meet again if I have time. 】

[Go back to France?Where are you now, I have time. 】

Zhan Jun was removing stitches and splints in the hospital at that time.A large scar was left on the calf, like a pink and green centipede.Wen Jiayan accompanied him, holding his kindle and waiting outside the dressing room while reading.

After the harsh words that day, Wen Jiayan stopped joking with him a little.On weekdays, if you have nothing to do, you come over to sit with him on the sofa and watch a movie, or hold the computer and play a two-player game with Zhan Jun. Recently, the number of such intimacy is less.

It was obvious that Wen Jiayan was arguing subtly, but... it would be nice if there were less, great.

But this is really too much like the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, and it is completely different from what Zhan Jun originally thought [like living with his younger brother].Zhan Jun is entangled in this kind of self-deception mental activity every day, and it is simply a joy.

So he also thought about how to take the initiative to mend the relationship between the two.It's good to go back to the normal range, like he and Wang Zhaojun usually do.

"Wen Jiayan." Zhan Jun jumped out on one leg, "Tan Xiaolu asked me to meet you at the bridge in an hour, are you... coming?"

He tried to be as innocent as possible.

"Oh." Wen Jiayan watched him sit down, thought for a while and said, "We don't seem to be getting better enough to meet each other's friends."

Zhan Jun: "..."

Wen Jiayan: "Right."

Zhan Jun thought to himself that your expression, eyes and that little smile on the corner of your mouth have completely betrayed you, okay? !But he still smiled innocently: "Yes, you have a good relationship with the fat man, don't you?"

Wen Jiayan laughed again: "Brother Wang is different, Brother Wang won't dislike me. I can explain anything to Brother Wang."

The slender nurse walked past the two handsome men sitting on the bench in a graceful manner, but the two handsome men stared at the floor with strange expressions, and no one looked at her.

Zhan Jun said I apologize, I apologize, I'm sorry.

Wen Jiayan immediately continued: "I accept."

Zhan Jun: "...you are so annoying."

Wen Jiayan opened his hand and touched his head: "Everyone, each other."

"Don't touch me!"

"Tsk, you're pissing me off again."

Zhan Jun could only suppress his unhappiness, and asked him word by word: "Do you want to go to Tan Xiaolu with me?"

"Go, go." Wen Jiayan was in a good mood, and smiled charmingly at the beautiful nurse at the nurse's station not far away, "Go and see how many noses and eyes the legendary Tan Xiaolu has grown."

Before the time came, the two ordered a meal to fill their stomachs in the lounge bar next to the restaurant.After eating halfway, Wen Jiayan, who had been searching for handsome guys around and reporting to the landlord at any time, suddenly stabbed him: "Brother Zhan, look."

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Jun rolled up some spaghetti and put it in his mouth, following Wen Jiayan's gaze to look out.

Tan Xiaolu walked down the bridge alone, followed by Xue Jingye who seemed to be arguing with him.

"What blood." Wen Jiayan chewed the black pepper steak in his mouth, "That man is Tan Xiaolu? Are we watching a breakup scene?"

Zhan Jun didn't want to look at it.The atmosphere between those two people was terrible, Xue Jingye followed Tan Xiaolu in big strides, talking non-stop, seemed very angry.Tan Xiaolu walked a few steps and finally turned around to face Xue Jingye, with a complicated expression on his face.

He hoped that Wen Jiayan would see the Tan Xiaolu he understood: perfect, tidy, elegant, and polite.Even if he gets involved with someone like Xue Jingye, Tan Xiaolu is still the one who can win applause as soon as he appears on stage.The man understood his embarrassment and sorrow, and when he realized it, he had thought that they could be good friends.

This might be the reason why he wanted Wen Jiayan to meet Tan Xiaolu.One is someone he admires, and the other is someone he... has a crush on.If they could be on good terms with each other, he would be happy to think about it.

The dispute between the two men finally attracted the attention of the people around them. Although there were not many people at this time, the onlookers slowly gathered around.Tan Xiaolu glanced at the people around him, frowned and turned his head to leave, but Xue Jingye grabbed his cuff and pulled him back.

"It's intense." Wen Jiayan said in an attitude that had nothing to do with him.

Tan Xiaolu tried to break free, but Xue Jingye held on tightly and kept saying things they couldn't hear.When Tan Xiaolu shook off Xue Jingye again with a look of boredom, Xue Jingye suddenly stepped forward and stood beside him, and slapped him across the face.

Wen Jiayan: "Fuck?!"

Zhan Jun's heart skipped a beat and he stood up quickly.

The slap was so heavy that Tan Xiaolu's mouth overflowed with blood, he took two steps back and stared at Xue Jingye with his eyes open.The glasses on his face were scraped to the ground, but he didn't pick them up.

"Is he going to do anything else besides beating people?!" Wen Jiayan also stood up with Zhan Jun.

"He... used to treat me like this. He would only do this to people who disobeyed him, but it may be the first time to use it on Tan Xiaolu."

Zhan Jun turned his head to go out from the lounge, but Wen Jiayan stopped him.

"and many more."

Tan Xiaolu clenched his fists tightly, and when Xue Jingye was still about to speak, he made a smooth gesture with his arms, and his fist hit Xue Jingye's cheek accurately.

"Oh, it's symmetrical!" Wen Jiayan laughed happily.

The author has something to say: I have a little fever, so I went to get an injection == I don’t have much energy, I’m so weak... I’m sorry everyone for covering my face.

The factory director article will end soon, maybe I will die in two days ==

Well, the next case is "Falling in Love with the Domineering Squad Leader" (tentative title).