Rebirth Breakup Expert

It was late at night in the dormitory area, and there were few people there, only the lights of the balcony doors and windows of the surrounding old dormitory buildings and the sensor lights in the stairwell.Lush trees are planted on both sides of the road, all of which are more than 30 years old. They bloom in piles of flowers in spring and bear clusters of fruit in summer.The light of incandescent lamps and street lamps is covered by branches, leaves and fruits, casting incomplete light spots on the road.

Standing in such a spot of light, Xue Jingye looked haggard.

Facing Zhan Jun's building, he waited patiently for Zhan Jun to come down.

From his home to here, it only takes a few minutes to drive, and only ten minutes to walk.He had never been here before, and he didn't even know that Zhan Jun had been living so close to him until he saw the investigation report on the desktop today.

Zhan Jun's departure was too abrupt.The person who catered to him the night before, packed everything neatly the next day, and wechat broke up.He was still thinking about how to tell Zhan Jun that Tan Xiaolu was coming back, but Zhan Jun said his lines first.After returning home, he walked around the clean and quiet house a few times, and was surprised to find that there was no obvious trace of Zhan Jun walking or not.He opened the rice cooker and pot, saw the traces of cleaning but did not see any food.It was raining heavily outside the window, and it was nearly midnight. He made a box of instant noodles without meat sauce packets by himself, and sat on the sofa watching TV dramas without interest.Then when he was sleeping, he felt a little bit, just a little bit, like the temperature when Zhan Jun hugged him.

Zhan Jun came down from upstairs.Xue Jingye heard the soft closing sound of the door, and then saw the lights on the stairs of that dormitory building go on and off, Zhan Jun opened the creaking iron door, and walked out slowly.He looked in good spirits in light house clothes.

At least better than myself.

Zhan Jun stood across the road from him, glanced at him, bent down to pick up a small mango that fell from the ground, and looked at it with relish.

Xue Jingye didn't speak until he finished smoking, "Come back with me."

Zhan Jun became very interested in the skin of the small mango.

"Zhan Jun." Xue Jingye emphasized his tone, "Go back."

Zhan Jun put the small mango under his nose and sniffed, the fresh and sweet aroma of ripe fruit came out.This is a mango that is overripe and stumbling down.The skin was broken, and the juice seeped out.

Just right.

He raised his hand and threw Mango Chao Xue Jingye expressionlessly.

Xue Jingye didn't answer the call, and still stood there majestically and gracefully.

The small mango landed on the lower end of his straight suit pants, the fragile peel was completely split by the impact, and the yellow juice and pulp were all sprayed out, sticking to Xue Jingye's suit pants.The mango still rolled down gracefully, and completed the second landing impact on the leather shoes, splashing out the remaining residue, and finally when it kissed the ground, only the sparse juicy flesh, soft peel, and a core remained.

Xue Jingye: "..."

Zhan Jun's action seemed very childish to him.And if one person shows childishness to another person, doesn't that mean "I'm acting like a baby to you"?

He immediately understood this, and said: "Stop playing your temper, go back and deal with you."

In fact, Zhan Jun regretted throwing it out.He didn't think of any follow-up at that moment, he just thought it would be so refreshing to throw this thing on Xue Jingye's neat and beautiful image and splash a ball of yellow water.But how can the factory manager's brain circuit be understood by the pariah?

"If you are sick, you need a doctor." Zhan Jun leaned on the tree trunk and stared at him indifferently, "Director Xue doesn't seem to be in good spirits. Why, Tan Xiaolu didn't take good care of you?"

Xue Jingye's face suddenly darkened.

"You told Wang Zhaojun what happened between me and you, don't you think it's a drop in price?" Zhan Jun said indifferently, "It's not my price, it's your price, director. It's a Sino-foreign joint venture toy factory after all. Factory manager, is it fun to just chase a friend with sex until someone else goes downstairs? Isn't this place suitable for your identity? Let's go, factory manager."

Zhan Jun talked a little too much.He couldn't stop the car, and always felt that once this opportunity to speak was lost, there would be no second chance.Xue Jingye stood in front of him without saying a word like a beast that had been severely wounded, and said, this is good luck that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

The ink in his belly that he had read for the past ten years was boiling up and about to be sprayed out.

Xue Jingye didn't seem to have listened to what he said later, seeing that he stopped talking, took a few steps forward, and said slowly: "Come back with me now, and I promise not to be angry, otherwise you will be more attractive."

Zhan Jun laughed again.He probably learned so many ways of smiling but not smiling from Xue Jingye.

"You're sick! Break up! Break up! Don't you understand? I broke up with you!!!" Zhan Jun yelled at him, "I've been following your ass for ten years! Ten years! How the hell do you understand ten years?" What is the concept of year! Do you understand this kind of suffering! Xue—don’t touch me!!!”

Xue Jingye wanted to stretch out his hand to pull him, but he opened it hard.

"What the hell am I in your heart? A ball of rags or a piece of waste paper? Garbage? Just rags, garbage, and you can stop digging through it, okay! Don't mess with my friends and don't look for me again, we're done, you listen Don’t you understand! Mr. Xue, you—”

Zhan Jun's voice was interrupted by Wen Jiayan.He rushed out of the dormitory door in his pajamas, holding an iron pipe in his hand, and shouted aggressively, "Brother Zhan, I'm here!"

His anger was like a tide, and he turned his direction in an instant, and retreated quietly.

Wen Jiayan stood beside Zhan Jun, stopped the iron pipe in front of Xue Jingye, raised his chin and gave him a look.

Xue Jingye looked at the rusty and stained iron pipe, frowned and took half a step back, raised his eyes and said to Zhan Jun, "Okay, Zhan Jun, it's only been a few days, and I've found someone again."

"Get out." Zhan Jun grabbed the iron pipe in Wen Jiayan's hand and smashed it on the tree trunk with moderate strength. With a loud bang, several mangoes fell down along with countless leaves.

"Tenderer than me, huh?" Xue Jingye sized Wen Jiayan up, and smiled inexplicably, "Weren't you still a good girl when I fucked you? Why, you're not used to being stabbed now, are you?"

The iron pipe that Zhan Jun threw at Xue Jingye was caught by Wen Jiayan, not even touching Xue Jingye's hair.Seeing Zhan Jun's red eyes and ferocious face, Xue Jingye walked away a few steps.

"I have plenty of ways to cure you, bitch."

Zhan Jun, who was pulled home by Wen Jiayan, has been in a state of rage. If the iron pipe in his hand had been weaker, he would have crushed it.Wen Jiayan always thought that Zhan Jun had a gentle personality and excellent skills at most, but only occasionally had a vicious tongue. Now, seeing the tense muscles on his forearms and the fierceness he erupted towards that strange man, he has refreshed the name "" in just 10 minutes. Brother Zhan (Landlord)" folder several times.

There might be a fact that surprised him from what he had just heard, but he didn't ask.

In fact, I don't dare to ask...

After washing his face several times, Zhan Jun, who finally calmed down, came out of the bathroom, stood in the living room, rushed to Wen Jiayan's room and asked, "What are you doing down here?"

Wen Jiayan came out slowly, and said slowly: "Brother Zhan, you were exercising before you went down. It looked like you were going to hit someone, so I was careful. Later, I saw you downstairs with a man from the window. When the man spoke, I didn’t hear any sound at first, and suddenly you howled. I didn’t hear clearly, I didn’t hear anything, really. I just think you are weak, and that man looks like a golden man The background is hard, afraid you will suffer, so I grabbed a stick and went down."

Zhan Jun hummed, took two steps before he said, "Mind your own business."

Wen Jiayan understood that he was thanking himself, and immediately smiled reassuringly: "It's okay, it's just convenient. The pipe is right next to the kitchen door."

Zhan Jun: "...What? Where is it?"

Wen Jiayan pointed to the kitchen door: "There."

Zhan Jun: "...that's the pipe used to lead to the sewer."

Wen Jiayan: "Oh. Very, very useful."

Zhan Jun: "Go wash your hands!!!!!!"

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Zhan Jun asked Wen Jiayan to sit down after washing his hands.Regarding his sexual orientation, he didn't confess to Wen Jiayan at first, because he didn't expect to live together at the time, so it's better not to talk about this kind of thing than to say it.Later, he moved back and got along very well, so he forgot about it, or didn't mention it on purpose.

But Xue Jingye said it so disgustingly and directly today, if he didn't have an explanation, he would feel sorry for Wen Jiayan who rushed down to stand beside him just after grabbing a stick.

"Well, I haven't made it clear to you. I apologize first. I'm gay, and the one just now was mine..." Zhan Jun hesitated: EX?There is no emotional communication between them, just friends with benefits, "... ex-friends with benefits."

Wen Jiayan vaguely sensed that the landlord wanted to tell him something serious, so he sat on the sidelines. When he heard "comrade", his pupils dilated slightly, and then his eyes softened immediately, and he swept Zhan Jun's eyes gently, and heard "Comrade" His expression twisted when he used the word "ex-friend with benefits".

"...You, if you have any ideas, just say it." Zhan Jun didn't notice his expression, but felt a little relieved after saying it, and the whole person sank down on the sofa, "If you want to move out, liquidated damages will be charged. There is no need to pay. I am sorry to disgust you."

Wen Jiayan sat beside her and didn't make a sound.Zhan Jun closed his eyes and waited for a while. He thought of what Xue Jingye said before he left, and couldn't help wondering whether he was serious or he said it to save face.

"Brother Zhan, have you been ten years?" Wen Jiayan suddenly made a cautious voice.

Zhan Jun suddenly opened his eyes.He wanted to see Wen Jiayan's expression now, but was afraid of seeing pity and sympathy, so he stared straight at the ceiling.The ceiling is bright white, with some traces of years left, and the comfortable evening breeze is slowly pouring in through the open windows.His confusion and anger at the previous moment seemed to be soothed by something gentle and wonderful, and even the tone of his next words softened: "I have been unrequitedly in love with that person for ten years."

Wen Jiayan is not Wang Zhaojun, I don't know how he got here all these years.Zhan Jun thought ten years would be a long time to talk, but it ended in less than 10 minutes.He said that when he was in the first year of high school, he sat by the window, facing the door of a certain class in the third year of high school.He said that in the third year of high school, the brother who had repeated his studies for two years came to his class and sat right behind him, and that's when he really got to know each other.He also talked about the pair of earphones that were discarded, and he accidentally learned that Xue Jingye's father used money to send his son to the Sanben College of a well-known university when he was filling out the application form, and that well-known university happened to be his first school. volunteer.Zhan Jun was excited for a summer vacation, telling himself that it was impossible for you to think too much, and at the same time, he said to himself that maybe Senior Brother Xue knew that I had filled in there... Then he talked about the university, and talked about the courageous confession he had made. On the second day, he became the laughing stock of a sensation in the school, saying that his scholarship qualifications were almost dismissed because of this, and the class teacher ran around begging Wang Zhaojun to accompany him to class for dinner, for fear that he would do something bad.

Wen Jiayan had been listening silently, hardly interjecting anything except some necessary words.The more Zhan Jun said, the smoother he said: Xue Jingye chased after Tan Xiaolu. After graduation, he signed a unit and worked smoothly, but he has been silently paying attention to Xue Jingye's affairs.A year ago, Zhan Wei called him and cried, saying that he lost more than 20 yuan in gambling and was beaten to death.Wang Zhaojun was just about to marry his son at that time, and after buying a car and a house, he could only lend him [-] to [-] yuan. When he was desperately planning to sell the house to pay off the debt, he met Xue Jingye by accident.It was rare for Xue Jingye to ask him in a good voice and kindly how he lost so much weight recently, and he was grateful and happy, and he told him about his predicament at that time.

Zhan Jun always remembers the clear, contemptuous, contemptuous and haughty smile that Xue Jingye showed after hearing his words in the empty and quiet coffee shop that day.

He asked: I just want to borrow money, right?Do you have to pay it back?Are you still afraid that others won’t borrow it if you have it?

Xue Jingye's words burst into tears.Zhan Jun's business has just started and he has no assets. This is an important reason why he cannot borrow money smoothly.While hesitating, Xue Jingye said lightly: Xiaolu didn't return to China, and I want a clean person by my side, or if you follow me, I'll help you return it.

"Scum!" Wen Jiayan finally sent out a barrage.

Zhan Jun smiled: "Slag Gong will always be assigned by the cheap."

"Match? Bah! Stupid scum!" Wen Jiayan added another one.

Zhan Jun let out a foul breath.A matter of ten years, two and 10 minutes, is nothing more than that. "That's right! Stupid scum! The lowest score in the college entrance examination was only 21, so he repeated it for two years." Zhan Jun felt relieved, "Isn't the IQ of the president usually 200+? It's crooked."

Wen Jiayan was silent for a while, and said unwillingly, "Brother Zhan, do you despise those who have repeated it? Because you skipped a grade, you despise those who have repeated it? I have also repeated it. I am not stupid and I am not scum..."

Zhan Jun: "...not about you. At this time, you just need to agree."

Wen Jiayan immediately echoed doggedly: "Stupid scumbag! Crooked scumbag! You came here to scold me! Make him feel sick! Make him feel sick!!!"

The low-standard exhibition director recognized actor Wen Jiayan's flamboyant acting skills.

After laughing for a while, Zhan Jun touched his chin and said slowly: "Then tell me, how can such a stupid scumbag make him feel stuck."

The evil exhibition director and dog-legged actor Wen Jiayan immediately launched a very dark strategic plan in the beautiful summer night atmosphere.

The author has something to say: The day before yesterday + yesterday, I brushed Hardened King Kong twice, I am so sorry for not updating in time and on time (kneeling

Crazy code tonight!Well... the rest of the post is the manuscript (happy laugh

And got locked...orz