The bright moon goes up to the tall building

Shen Gaolou shook the cigarette case and took out the last cigarette from it. At this time, a hand fell on his hand, snatched the cigarette from his fingertips, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"If you smoke again, you will become a fairy."

Shen Gaolou suppressed his trembling hands and asked, "What time is it?"

"Two o'clock, how long are you going to wait here?"

"No more," Shen Gaolou stood up and smiled wryly at Jian Siyuan: "I think I already know the answer."

"Are you OK?"

Shen Gaolou lowered his head for a moment, then nodded: "It's pretty good, I've earned it by getting to know him once."

"Do you want me to take you back?"

"No need." When Shen Gaolou raised his head again, he had already adjusted his facial expression, and he said with a smile, "The only regret is that I didn't have a real fight with him once."

"These two days of work...can you continue?"

"No problem, love can be gone, money must be earned." He smiled and said "see you" to Jian Siyuan, then turned and walked out.

Outside the bar, he found Fang Mingyue's electric car. When he got in the car, he lowered his head and choked up a few times. Seeing that his whole body was shaking badly, he had to take a deep breath before finally inserting the key into the lock.

He started the electric car and drove against the wind on the deserted long street, his face was cold.

He pulled up the corners of his lips, tried his best to smile, and kept thinking, Shen Gaolou, you really shouldn't expect anything.

Four years ago, in order to get his mother's love, he refused to live with his father who was still willing to raise him, and came to this strange city.

But in the end, he still had nothing.

Now, he will no longer review whether he has done something wrong, because he knows that some fate cannot be forced.

Laughing and crying, he walked all the way like this, and finally returned to the downstairs of Fang Mingyue's house.

He sat in the car and stared blankly at the darkness in front of him for a while. He didn't want to go up, but he knew that he had to accompany Fang Mingyue to finish the scene as if nothing had happened.

He raised his hand, wiped away the tears on his face, pulled out the car key, and resolutely walked into the unit door.

After this time, he should not owe Fang Mingyue anything.

That's great, everything is back to square one.He thought that although he had been cursed since he was born, he never owed anyone and lived upright.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling. After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard the sound of the door opening from outside.

Shen Gaolou closed his eyes and turned over. A moment later, the door behind him opened, and then Fang Mingyue's faint voice of inquiry came: "Shen Gaolou, are you asleep?"

Shen Gaolou bit his lips tightly, and he finally calmed down when he tasted a trace of blood.

He moved, turned his head to look at Fang Mingyue who was standing by the door, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"You arranged her on purpose, right?"

Shen Gaolou sat up and turned on the light: "I said, I will give you an answer. How are you, did you have fun?"

Fang Mingyue's eyes dodged for a moment, he looked towards a corner of the bedroom, and nodded after a while: "She is very interesting, she took me to many places, and even taught me to play the guitar, she is the sexiest girl I have ever seen. "

Shen Gaolou moved his arms, trying to stretch his waist, but he found that all the joints in his body seemed to be covered with rust, not to mention moving, even if he moved, he seemed to be falling apart.

He maintained a stiff posture and tilted his head: "Actually, I have thought about the so-called "drawbridge effect" you mentioned for a long time, and I have to admit that what you said is correct.

I think if we're going to get over it, it's better not to stay in a sexual partnership, but to keep the distance.

The previous one was good for us, you don't have to worry about me, I will find someone else, be a regular sex partner, and try to get back on the right path. "

Fang Mingyue moved her eyes dully, and looked at him: "Do you think this is not the right way?"

Shen Gaolou nodded: "I think we all think so, don't we?"

Fang Mingyue stared at him for a long time before asking: "Aren't you affected?"

"what……"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Mingyue interrupted him and said, "You are not affected by the suspension bridge effect, otherwise, if I go out with her, you should feel sad."

Shen Gaolou was stunned for a moment, only to feel the blood rushing through his brain, which made him dazed.

He raised the corner of his lower lip, then drooped it down quickly, and finally had no choice but to say expressionlessly: "After a lot of experience, many effects will no longer work."

"Do you think I'm troublesome?" Fang Mingyue said, "Compared to your other partners."

"of course not."

"No? I think there is, otherwise, why are you so eager to find a female partner for me?" Fang Mingyue showed a slight smile: "I also think I am troublesome. It is obviously only a physical relationship, but it is affected by the suspension bridge effect. If you think about what you shouldn't, you really deserve to be kicked away."

Shen Gaolou wanted to say "No, it's not like that at all", but he couldn't say anything, once his dirty thoughts were discovered, it would be over.

Even he himself felt that his behavior was extremely disgusting, let alone the direct victim Fang Mingyue.

He could only force a smile: "You are really troublesome."

The smile on Fang Mingyue's face disappeared instantly, Shen Gaolou shrank his neck in fright, and immediately didn't dare to smile anymore.

"Shen Gaolou, although you did a good deed, it doesn't affect you as an asshole at all." Fang Mingyue ran in, pushed him onto the bed, cursed "Asshole", turned and ran out.

Shen Gaolou was lying on the bed weakly, staring at the ceiling, he didn't listen to anything, he just kept playing the phrase "You did a good thing" repeatedly in his mind.

Is it a good thing?He smiled, good things are good.

He raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple, turned over with difficulty, picked up his phone and sent Riemann a message: "Thank you, I will treat you to dinner another day."

Then transfer the final payment.

Riemann replied: "He is a very good boy, very attractive."

Shen Gaolou looked at the reply and typed "Did you do it?" However, his hand was hanging above the send button, but he still couldn't drop it.

He shouldn't care about whether they did it, or Riemann would doubt his feelings for Fang Mingyue.

This is what Shen Gaolou doesn't want to see.

He deleted the words one by one and said, "That's good."

"I really want to know, have you done it?" Riemann replied.

"I didn't finish it."

"I plan to continue dating him, should it be okay?"

Shen Gaolou took a deep breath and replied, "You decide for yourself."

After sending, Shen Gaolou pressed the phone off, he rolled over and over on the bed, but the anxiety and boredom in his heart did not disappear at all, he sat up suddenly, ran to the balcony, and went to look for Loulou.

Loulou was sleeping sprawled in his nest, Shen Gaolou was stroking his head lightly, calling "Loulou" over and over again.

This made him feel a little happy. Fang Mingyue was destined to call this name over and over again like him. At least he didn't have to worry that that person would forget him.

Loulou turned over, seemed to be very annoyed by his harassment, and let out an unhappy cry.

Shen Gaolou withdrew his hand, lying on the carpet beside Loulou, listening to the faint snoring sound from the side, he finally felt a little sleepy.

This time he had a dream. In the dream, someone scolded him for being stupid. He looked closely and found that the person was his father.

He couldn't help retorting: "How can I be stupid? I clearly did all the right things!"

"What is the right thing? Anything that makes you feel comfortable is the right thing. Are you happy now?"

He stared at his dad's face, remembering when it was, it was the third year of junior high, when his dad came to visit him in H city.

Since then, he has been working part-time, and luckily met a group of good people at that time.

happy?Later, he regretted it every day, pinning his hope on a thing that never existed.

That time he still didn't go with his dad, not because he didn't want to go, but because his dad was getting married soon, and he didn't want to disturb his dad's life.

Really, every so-called right thing he did was not something that would make him happy, not to mention whether he was happy or not, he couldn't even make himself not regret it.

He regretted coming to City H with his mother, regretted not leaving with his father, and now he began to regret pushing the person he liked away with his own hands.

In this dream, he realized that he was indeed sick.

He cared about everyone, but never thought about loving himself.

Being too strong is not a kind of psychological distortion.

He opened his eyes and found that it was dawn, and it was dawn, and it was time for him to go to work again.