Rebirth Breakup Expert

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Amazon hit, all kinds of overtime on duty, I have been busy like a dog.The water is still cut off at home, and I can’t wash off my stinky sweat QAQ

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Zhan Jun checked the time while going upstairs, it was almost time to make dinner.But he doesn't have any intention of cooking now, he thinks otherwise he can just order two takeaways, and finish eating in a fool, and talk about tomorrow's business tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, when I got home, I heard various noises in the kitchen, and Wen Jiayan had already cooked the rice.

Wen Jiayan got out of his head when he heard the sound of the door opening: "Brother Zhan, you're back."

"En." Zhan Jun nodded.

"I'll make curry chicken rice tonight." Wen Jiayan picked up a box of curry cubes with a begging expression.

Was it just me struggling with what happened last night?Zhan Jun looked at Wen Jiayan and thought.In fact, to Wen Jiayan, it was just a casual request, just an early adopter.Zhan Jun felt sour: It's not that he hasn't seen straight men who made similar requests out of curiosity, and Wen Jiayan is just like them.

After the bitterness was over, he had to admit that he was disappointed with Wen Jiayan's behavior.

Straight men fuck off.The inner villain is howling.

"Well, let's do it." Fortunately, after ten years of secret love, Zhan Jun has already practiced a master-level acting skill with a surging heart and a calm face, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival. I sent some mooncake coupons to customers today." The smell of curry began to rise in the kitchen, and Wen Jiayan poked his head out again, smiling, "I also brought back the mooncakes, there are two boxes Brother Zhan, do you like mooncakes?"

There were indeed two paper boxes next to the coffee table, with a golden full moon and the name of a five-star hotel printed on the paper boxes.The mooncakes in this hotel are quite famous, but Zhan Jun doesn’t like greasy things like mooncakes. He takes one or two of the mooncakes he brings back to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and sends the rest to Zhan Wei, in order to prevent Zhan Wei. Waste also often leaves a message on the courier: don't waste, share.

【Brother, you are so boring...】, Zhan Wei was speechless and could only embarrass.

And this is Wen Jiayan's mooncake, he has no position to open it.After looking at the moon cake box, Zhan Jun walked back to his room.

"Call me when the meal is ready."

"Yeah!" Wen Jiayan's voice was full of obvious joy, Zhan Jun failed to understand the source of this joy.

After closing the door, Zhan Jun carefully took off his shirt.Thanks to the angle, Wen Jiayan didn't see how dirty his clothes were.Xue Jingye's shoe prints were clearly left on the clothes. Zhan Jun threw the clothes aside and found some medicines that were always kept at home.

At that time, I didn't feel anything in my flank, but now it's getting more and more painful.A fresh bruise had surfaced under the skin, and it seemed a little swollen to the touch.Zhan Jun endured the pain and pressed it a few times with his fingers. There was pain, and he couldn't tell if it was the internal pain or the skin pain.

Or go to the hospital to have a look to be safe.Zhan Jun also dug out the medical insurance card and medical records, and put them in his bag.He decided to pass the night before going.

After smearing some medicinal wine on the wound, Zhan Jun rolled up his trousers, took a look at the place where the stitches were just removed on his feet, and then "fucked".

The wound where the stitches have been removed is wrapped with gauze, because there is no need to apply medicine and it needs to be kept breathable, the gauze is very thin.At this moment, some blood was faintly leaking from under the four-folded gauze.

It must be that the calf on this side was stressed during the avoidance, causing the wound to open again.Zhan Jun grinned, removed the gauze, took a clean cotton swab dipped in alcohol to clean up the blood from the wound, and rewrapped the gauze.

After bending over to toss the wound, Zhan Jun broke out in sweat, and there were thin beads of sweat on his chest and back.To be honest, he doesn't want to eat anymore, he just hopes to drink two glasses of water, take a shower and then lie down on the bed, the sky is dark and the sky is dark.

"Brother Zhan, the meal is ready." Wen Jiayan knocked on the door carefully, but after hearing no reply, he said "I'll open the door" and reached out to open the door.

Zhan Jun, who had just put down his trousers, froze immediately, hurriedly grabbed the shirt on the ground and put it on indiscriminately: "Got it, you go out first."

Wen Jiayan stepped to the edge of the bed and pulled his half-worn shirt off again.

"What's going on here?" He stared at the bruise on Zhan Jun's side, and asked in a bad tone.

"Uh..." Zhan Jun raised his forehead.

I was so tired, I wanted to sleep, and I had no desire to speak at all.But Zhan Jun still told Wen Jiayan the origin of the bruise with a broken jar mentality.

If you want to try physical exercise with a man out of curiosity, you probably won't be interested in such a useless and useless person and a body with various scars.Zhan Jun basically had no expression on his face when he was talking, and occasionally pulled his facial muscles to make a mocking smile.At that time, he thought that he had to find a way to distort Ji Xiu's smiling face, but now the anger he recounted is not so strong.

Wen Jiayan watched him the whole time, and frowned very solemnly, which made him feel a little funny.

There is also a touch of disappointment.

"Your medicine won't work." Wen Jiayan stood up and strode back to his room, and quickly brought a bottle of medicinal wine, "I often get injured when playing basketball, and I always use this, it's very effective."

"Oh." Zhan Jun nodded in thanks, and reached out to take the medicinal wine from Wen Jiayan's hand.

"I'll help you apply it." Wen Jiayan squatted in front of him, and neatly unscrewed the lid of the medicinal wine.

Zhan Jun: "...how dare you."

Wen Jiayan is really daring.But due to Zhan Jun's displeasure today, he silently offered the medicinal wine and stood aside.

"I know a lot of people on the road, find someone who will beat that grandson to death." Wen Jiayan said suddenly.

Zhan Jun rubbed the bruise with medicinal wine: "...are you taking pictures of young and Dangerous?"

Wen Jiayan squatted down in front of Zhan Jun again, and put his hands beside him: "I also know people who are paparazzi, so it shouldn't be difficult to dig out some black material about Ji Xiu."

Zhan Jun put the lid on the medicinal wine: "...you really know a lot."

"or……"

"Okay, no need." Zhan Jun interrupted him a little tiredly, "I didn't pay attention to what happened yesterday, you don't need to say such caring words just because you are sorry."

Wen Jiayan was dumbfounded.

Zhan Jun knew that he had said something wrong, and it was true.

He cared very much, cared very much, cared terribly—whether what Wen Jiayan said was joking or sincere, he cared.

Work seriously, make money steadily, have your own small ideals and life, have all kinds of small concerns in this world, have family members, and preferably people you like, look forward to a normal family, and hope that the world Peaceful economic development, occasionally related to the theory of cosmic expansion and celebrity gossip, familiar with the breakfast shop and convenience store discount time in front of the house: Zhan Jun didn't understand, he was an ordinary person, but why his life was so chaotic and complicated .

It would be a lie to say that there is no grievance.Especially when I was thinking "Why didn't I meet someone who is sincere", when Ji Xiu and Xue Jingye came to do this, I was depressed and uncomfortable, but I didn't know how to vent it.

The atmosphere suddenly sank.

Wen Jiayan finally broke the silence: "Brother Zhan, I didn't say these things to you because I wanted to apologize."

……I know.The villain in Zhan Jun said guiltily.

"I will be very sad when you get hurt, really, trust me."

……trust you.The little man said again.

Wen Jiayan tilted his head, biting his lips in trouble, and waited until Zhan Jun became impatient before hesitatingly said: "I... If I'm not, can't I?"

Zhan Jun: "...?"

Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Wen Jiayan couldn't help but complete the sentence and say it again: "If I wasn't, you wouldn't consider me, would you?"

Zhan Jun finally understood what he was talking about, and the tiredness that had been suppressed came up again, so he simply nodded: "Yes."

The night was getting darker, and the room without the lights was getting darker and darker. The half-dark sky outside the window slowly disappeared, but Wen Jiayan's eyes looking at him were as bright and serious as ever.

"...I'm not joking, nor am I lying to you." Wen Jiayan put his hand on the back of Zhan Jun's, sensing his slight resistance and trembling, "Brother Zhan, what's wrong with me?"

Zhan Jun's hand was pressed on the bed, and the back of his hand became hotter and hotter.He tried to break free but failed, Wen Jiayan seemed to really want an answer.He was a little confused.

"We can take our time." The young man squatting in front of him said slowly, his voice seemed firm.

Zhan Jun only felt that his heart was filled and congested with huge emotions. The previously concealed emotions like a trickle were about to be pried by Wen Jiayan, but just before they really flowed out, he controlled himself.

"I'm tired, and I don't have the confidence to invest as much as I did in my last relationship." Zhan Jun asked him, "You can't accept this kind of condition."

Wen Jiayan clenched his hand even tighter.

"It's okay, I believe you will like me more." He seemed to be smiling, with a brisk joy in his voice, "No matter what type you like, I'm better than them."

Zhan Jun guessed that his own looseness made him feel that the dawn was in sight, but Wen Jiayan's joy made him feel a little infected, and after his tense body relaxed, he couldn't help but sneer: "You are so narcissistic."

"My name is Wen Jiayan, Libra, O-shaped, amateur basketball team, I play guitar very well, and I like watching movies. I'm not bad." Wen Jiayan falsified Zhang Shihao's lines in "The Blue Gate" and said it in a Taiwanese accent.Zhan Jun laughed with him.After laughing for a while, he felt a little hungry. Just as he was about to say something, Wen Jiayan suddenly turned his hand gently and took his hand.

Zhan Jun was startled, subconsciously wanted to pull back.

Wen Jiayan held his hand firmly, and pressed a light kiss on the back of his hand.

Zhan Jun's heart beat fiercely, he was almost out of breath, and quickly pulled back: "I'm not a woman."

"I know." Wen Jiayan said.

He could feel Wen Jiayan smiling, and the soft touch left on his skin was so real that it almost made him dizzy.

It feels so good to be liked, Zhan Jun feels sad and unable to control his happiness.He wants to be like this. Wen Jiayan said that if he wants to start chasing himself, let him chase him. Anyway, he has never tried what it is like to be chased by someone for more than 20 years. Besides, if Wen Jiayan can't impress himself, then the people behind him All assumptions are gone.

He didn't consider the fact that he was actually moved before Wen Jiayan said to chase him.

Among all the dishes that Wen Jiayan can manage, curry rice is the only one that will not have an 80% chance of being tragically abandoned after it is cooked.

In Zhan Jun's view, the simple process of adding curry cubes, cooking rice, and stirring according to the instructions can produce defective products, so the IQ of the maker is very doubtful.

Same for dinner today.Wen Jiayan served the rice very attentively, poured it with fragrant curry, and served it in front of Zhan Jun.

Zhan Jun still didn't recover much from the impact just now, sitting in front of the brightly lit dining table, his face was still slightly hot, and he nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, thank you."

Wen Jiayan handed him the spoon, and he nodded again: "Thank you, thank you."

Noticing that Wen Jiayan was always looking at him with a funny and explicit expression of "Like it soon", Zhan Jun took a bite and continued to nod: "Not bad, it's delicious."

Chef Wen, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, was very happy after receiving praise from the guests, and he grinned patronizingly.Smiling, he suddenly asked Zhan Jun: "Are you qualified?"

"what?"

"If this is delicious, is it qualified to be your boyfriend?" Wen Jiayan had already fallen into a situation where he couldn't control his facial muscles.

Zhan Jun also failed to control his facial muscles well, and replied with a serious look while laughing: "It's a good idea! At least make a table full of Chinese people to barely qualify."

Wen Jiayan was immediately discouraged: "Don't ask others for things you can't do."

"I can't do it? Are you sure?" Zhan Jun raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the expression on his face, Wen Jiayan found it more and more interesting, and smiled without principle: "You can do it if you say it can be done."

A delicious dinner passed away amidst Zhan Jun's occasional flurry and Wen Jiayan's idiotic laughter.Wen Jiayan brought out the sliced ​​cantaloupe and put it on the coffee table for Zhan Jun to eat, and turned on the TV for him before turning to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Zhan Jun sat on the sofa to rest.Once the turbulent mood passed, the pain in the body became very clear.He spent too much energy on Xue Jingye's matter, and he was really tired.After taking a shower, he greeted Wen Jiayan and went back to his room.Wen Jiayan was very dissatisfied with the fact that he only had a meal together on the first night of his pursuit offensive and did not have more opportunities to enhance his relationship and express himself, so he stuck to the door of Zhan Jun's room and asked, "Brother Zhan, do you want to accompany me in bed?" person?"

"...No." Zhan Jun turned on the desk lamp, took a picture book, and planned to simply flip through it to relax.

"Would you like a good night kiss?"

"……Do not."

"Do you want to take medicine? I'm good at taking medicine."

"...you go back to your room and close my door, OK?"

Wen Jiayan sighed, and leaned against the door, his eyebrows and eyes were very gentle in the light: "I chased you on the first day, and I didn't have any chance to show it. It was very frustrating, you know."

Zhan Jun was angry and funny: "Have you ever seen someone rushing to ask for a good night kiss and accompany them to bed when they are chasing others? Do you know how to do it step by step?"

"I don't know, tell me about it?" Wen Jiayan's eyes lit up, and he stepped a foot into the room with a whoosh.

"I don't know how to go back to Baidu! Don't disturb my sleep!" Zhan Jun couldn't take it anymore, and reached out to turn off the desk lamp.Wen Jiayan finally gave up, said good night, closed the door for him, and left.

Zhan Jun thought that with so many things happening in the past two days, and all kinds of ups and downs in his mood, he would probably experience the embarrassment of being extremely exhausted in body and nerves but still unable to sleep, but he fell asleep within 3 minutes after turning off the desk lamp , and even made a scene where he personally cooks eighteen tables full of Manchurian banquets. Wen Jiayan was so shocked that Wen Jiayan was wearing a Qing Dynasty costume, twitching a long braid, knelt at his feet and cried, "Master, please accept me, I am willing to be an ox and a horse for you" , sweet dreams.

Even when Wang Zhaojun sent him a text message saying that there was another business coming, he didn't hear anything.