After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

The air suddenly froze like a rapid waterfall in a torrent, and even the splashing waves turned into ice, which was suffocatingly cold.

I could only hear the water on Jiang Chenyi's body falling to the ground one by one, with intermittent and crisp ground-gouging sounds.

Maybe there is the temperature of tears, so he hasn't frozen yet.

"Yes, I just want to marry you! What? Don't you want to?"

Outbreak after silence.

Ren Xiaoyan was stunned for a short time. After the stunned, he hugged his head and turned around in a circle, then kicked over the custom-made recliner used to play SM, and asked: "Two men getting married? Don't you think it's funny?"

"Funny? Ren Xiaoyan, are you telling me it's funny now?"

The air was dead still again.

The man walked over irritably, stretched out his hands in a hug gesture, and softened his tone: "Chen'er, please stop making trouble? My dad has a heart condition, he won't be able to take it."

"So, my dad can bear it? When I was kicked out by him, you never thought that they can bear it?" Jiang Chenyi stood still, but his eyes became cold, losing temperature like the water on his body , become cold.

"Your dad and my dad, is he the same concept?"

"Yes!"

With a cold smile at one point below zero, "Your dad is the big boss, the chairman of a big company, what kind of onion is my dad?"

"Jiang Chenyi, you're fucking enough!" The man roared almost crazily: "If it wasn't for my dad, how could you have such a nice house to live in? How could you have so much money to spend? How could you be idle and carefree all day long?"

Jiang Chenyi was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

It was like being hit by three iron rods in a row, until the skull was almost cracked.

After a long time, the choked voice: "Before, didn't you say that you raised me?"

Ren Xiaoyan was very irritable, and finally surrendered and spread his hands: "I also watched the old man eat. If we mess up, we both have to finish the game, so you should do your best and stop making trouble? Isn't it good for the two of us to do this?" Is it?"

"So, you're scared?"

It is a question from the depths of the soul.

The man felt ashamed when asked, and explained in a concealed manner: "I'm doing it for your own good." After hesitating for a while, his light brown eyes showed a little helplessness: "My dad is an unscrupulous person. He allows me to play, but he won't allow me to play around. If I marry you, then the person who will be hurt in the end will definitely be you!"

Is marriage nonsense?

That's right, the marriage of two men seems to be nonsense.

Laughing so hard that he lost his breath: "I understand, I won't make trouble in the future, and I will never make trouble again."

After that, the dream was shattered and pieced together into more and more perfunctory scenes of so-called love, just like two extras, unemotionally interpreting the loving scenes arranged by the director.

until bored.

Until new blood was injected into Ren Xiaoyan's life.

The charming walking posture of the little handsome man, and the lingering lingering of the dead stickers began to make the whole dream disgusting.

"what!"

Jiang Chenyi couldn't take it anymore, he woke up from his deep sleep.

White, everything that catches the eye is white.

The white ceiling is decorated with incandescent lamps, the white sheets are covered with white quilts, and the white walls are inlaid with white curtains. The curtains are not drawn tightly, and a few strands of white light flood in, blurring the outline of the entire room.

It was daytime, more like a soft afternoon in the winter sun.

If it wasn't for the man in the black coat lying beside him, Jiang Chenyi would have mistakenly thought that he had gone to heaven.

There is something on the face, and after breathing out, it will bounce back, and you can feel some humid gas and the temperature of carbon dioxide.On the bedside table on the right is a heartbeat detector, and a silver bright metal pole is raised high, with a transparent drip bottle hanging on it.

On the back of the hand, there was a distinct sensation of needles provoking the flesh, and the drips rolled down from the infusion bottle coolly soaked into the tendons, and the whole arm was numb.

Both the head and the stomach were very uncomfortable, the head was bursting and the stomach was throbbing.

Jiang Chenyi tried to speak, only to realize that he couldn't hear what he said.

He simply stretched out his leg and kicked the man beside the bed.

Ren Xiaoyan was immediately woken up by his kick, pulled her body up abruptly, but with her eyelids closed, she still shouted: "Chen'er, don't go..."

"Hold!"

Jiang Chenyi cursed loudly, but something isolated the source of the sound, and raised his hand to touch his mouth, as if he was wearing a respirator.

Fidgety to pull, made a lot of movement.

Ren Xiaoyan woke up completely and saw the hand dragging the infusion tube randomly pulling the respirator. After a short period of joy, he was angry, extremely angry!

Pressing it fiercely, grabbing the slender and fair neck, abruptly lifted him up from the bed, and asked angrily: "Jiang Chenyi! Are you fucking crazy? Are you fucking insane after eating cephalosporin? You just saw Lao Tzu, and you deliberately wanted to kill me?"

Cephalosporin?drink wine?

Scattered memory fragments came to my mind. I woke up yesterday and found that I had a sore throat. In order not to affect my singing at night, I bought two bags of cephalosporin granules at the pharmacy when I went out. I suddenly remembered that the lady in the pharmacy told him that smoking and alcohol were forbidden. .

Because of Ren Xiaoyan's disturbance, he had already completely forgotten about it.

For some reason, my memory is getting worse and worse recently, and even for a moment, I will forget who I am, what my name is, why I am here, what seasons are in a year, how many days... such simple things.

The man in front of him was clearly remembered.

I also remember clearly what happened last night.

He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to see him, he pushed hard, maybe it was just his neck being strangled, he couldn't say anything at all.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to kill me?"

Ren Xiaoyan tore off his respirator.

When the face is relaxed, it is much more comfortable.

"You go." Finally squeezed out two words.

"Bah!"

A sudden slap, followed by an angry roar: "Are you fucking driving me away?"

Jiang Chenyi was patted so that half of his head was numb, as if someone had pressed a hot iron on his face, the pain was scorching, and his heart was piercing.

After being dazed for a long time, he pulled one corner of his lips, "Then get out!"

The man's deep eyes suddenly glowed with something bright, and the eye circles were also red.

Wrapping Jiang Chenyi tightly, he went to touch his swollen face, with a choked voice: "Chen'er, did I hurt you? Chen'er, I didn't mean it, I couldn't control it, do you know that I How did you spend these three months? I'm dying, I'm really dying..."

"Ah……"

Jiang Chenyi chuckled lightly, closed his eyes, and said in a cool tone, "Did he do it so well that he was going to die?"

Ren Xiaoyan was startled, and it took him a long time to explain weakly: "I didn't..."

Powerless to pale, pale to hypocritical, hypocritical to disgusting.

"Oh."

There was no point in even arguing.

The man panicked.

With trembling fingertips, he stroked the chin circled by the slag beard over and over again, cupped the back of his head along the ears, stroked the slightly withered and messy hair, and kissed the forehead with furrowed eyebrows, "Chen'er, you Believe me, he's just a masseur..."

"Masseur? What kind of massage? Special massage?" Jiang Chenyi laughed.