Embrace the three views and dismantle them

The dinner plate in his hand is white, only decorated with light gray lines. It is cold and generous. Of course, from the perspective of the second generation of rich and rich, the kitchen utensils and the cold furniture outside should not be Zhang Qiran's style of painting.It is true that the owner’s taste can be seen from the decoration, but Zhang Qiran’s love for Wan Yan can be seen from these relatively cheap furniture, probably carefully selected and matched by IKEA.

Because of loving him, Wan Yan's aura is everywhere in the house, all of Wan Yan's aesthetics. He is noble and has a little pride in his heart, and looks down on the gentle scholars who are vulgar and ordinary.

Curling his lips, Bu Jin said that Zhang's father would definitely not like the bland layout here.

Lively and bustling is the love of the older generation.

The gray tablecloths were also replaced with bronzing extraordinarily gorgeous ones with a large LOGO to show off their wealth, and some paintings were replaced with the gaudy ones that the original owner liked.To erase all of Wan Yan's cold temperament, according to the original owner's approach, it should be to throw away all the furniture and decorations in the room, anyway, it is not short of that money.

But Buyu didn't want to go too far. He just asked people to put all the furniture and decorations in a nearby vacant unit that he rented a few days ago. Maybe there are good memories of the protagonist in it. If some things are lost, it will be a lifetime of regret.Since his existence is only to make the two of them more able to face their own shortcomings and make changes for each other, he shouldn't be too annoying.

When Zhang Qiran and Wan Yan get back together, they can return the things.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, the young man squinted his eyes.

The protagonist always has a halo, it is better to let the protagonist owe him than to offend the protagonist.

Looking at the very disturbing paintings and arrangements, Bu Yan felt his eyes were hot.

In fact, he still likes Wan Yan's decoration style very much in his heart, but unfortunately, he is helpless, but now he is not good.

Clap your hands and continue the great cause of death.

The sky was dark blue, and Zhang Qiran got out of the car wearily.Without any expectation, he took the elevator to the door, and was about to open the door, but saw that the door was open, with a gap, and warm yellow light leaked from it.

anyone?

someone!

Wan Yan?Wan Yan is back?Zhang Qiran's heart suddenly turned from late autumn into spring, and the spring was warm and the flowers bloomed instantly, his eyebrows and eyes were soft.He pushed open the door anxiously in two or three steps, and raised his voice, "Wan Yan, Wan Yan."

But what did he see?But his and Wan Yan's home has changed beyond recognition.Before he could burst into anger, Bu Yan came out yawning.

"You?" Zhang Qiran lowered his face, his eyes were dangerous, "Why are you here?"

"Me?" Zhang Qiran became more irritable and annoyed by the young man's confused expression.

"Why are you here? Who told you to come? How do you know the password of my house?"

The young man looked at him stupidly, and replied blankly, "Isn't that the password you gave me, Brother Zhang?"

"I gave it? I didn't give it to you..." Zhang Qiran suddenly thought of his impulsive confession. He was so annoyed that he wanted to die now. How could he have a brain twitch and agreed to talk to this brainless guy to understand ?

"Didn't Brother Zhang give it to me yesterday?" The young man's expression was even more puzzled. Maybe he didn't use his brain very much. He didn't see Zhang Qiran's dissatisfaction and suppressed anger. "I thought that since Brother Zhang gave me the password, I I just came over to have a look. Then I saw that the room was messy, so I tidied it up."

The young man showed off and pointed at the blind paintings on the wall and the crystal lucky tree on the coffee table, "I saw it was very messy inside, so I cleaned it up. Then I thought Brother Zhang's room was too deserted." , I went out and bought some rich and expensive things to put in."

"Brother Zhang, do you like it?" The dandies raised in the greenhouse naturally don't know how to read words and expressions, and when they like people, they only know how to take out what they like, regardless of whether the other party appreciates it or not.Even if he used scheming because he likes it, because he likes it so much, it is all the scheming in his life.

"These are all recommended by the clerk. They are the most expensive, the biggest and the best looking." The young man was still chattering and showing off, hoping that Zhang Qiran's affirmation would be appreciated for his day's hard work. Would it be best if he could stay for another night at night.

"Where's my stuff?" Zhang Qiran was so angry that he could hardly speak. Before, he thought the young man was enthusiastic and cheerful, but now he was bored when he saw him.

"Those things?" Bu Jin shrugged nonchalantly, "I threw it away."

"What did you say?" Zhang Qiran stepped forward, grabbed the young man's shirt, and said angrily, "Say it again."

The dandy who was spoiled and raised and didn't understand other people's eyes at all was not happy: "I said I threw it away, what's wrong? It's so worn out and old, it looks like cheap stuff from the supermarket. How can we use this kind of thing? Since Brother Zhang, you broke up, why are you still wronging yourself? Throw it away, just throw it away."

"Where did you throw it?" Zhang Qiran gritted his teeth with a pale face.

Bu Xun scratched his neck, "I just called the car over and threw it in the garbage truck and burned it. Why do I keep that pile of stuff? I'm not out of my mind."

"You...you..." Zhang Qiran hated and just wanted to do something, but his rationality was still vaguely present.The Bu family and the Zhang family are family friends, if he beat Bu Yan for no reason for a broken-up ex, it would definitely be unjustifiable.It will even reveal that he and Buxuan are dating, which makes him regret.He doesn't want anyone to know.

"Brother Zhang, you didn't thank me for tidying the room I cleaned for you, so why are you still so angry?" Bu Yan pulled Zhang Qiran's hand off angrily, "I usually don't do this kind of dirty work at all. Never did."

"You..." Zhang Qiran took a deep breath, trying to suppress his intense emotions.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, "I'm very tired now, you can go back."

Bu Yan rolled his eyes, "Why don't you want to see me? You obviously said you wanted to date me yesterday."

"I'm really tired."

"Tired? Have you eaten yet? Why don't we go out to eat. Now the buffet in W Hotel is good, the Aolong is also fresh, and the wine is also mellow. How about we go to the bar after eating?" The young man was full of interest. Lively people who like to club, can't wait to drag their new lovers to show off everywhere.

"I am tired."

It's a pity that the dandy couldn't understand the meaning of the words, and had already turned on the phone to make an appointment for the buffet.

"You go, I've already eaten, I don't want to eat any more."

"What?" Zhang Qiran felt that Bu Yun looked so stupid, and he was so stupid now.

"I said you go, I don't want to see you now. I'm tired, don't bother me anymore." Unbearable, Zhang Qiran shouted, "Do you not understand human words? What I want now is to rest, do you want to go You can do whatever you want in a messy bar, I won't go."

The author has something to say: Come on, keep dying