Zha Gong always cries for me

It has been almost three years since Zhang Zimo waited for Luo Yuanqing to let go of this sentence. When he finally waited, he did not have the relief he imagined. He only felt an unrelieved anger in his chest.

He lets himself come and go, he lets himself go, what does he think of himself?

Zhang Zimo stared at Luo Yuanqing's exquisite eyebrows, as if he wanted to pounce on Luo Yuanqing and bite him.

But Zhang Zimo maintained that posture for a long time, and in the end he didn't say a word.

Is it over?He just wanted to end up with Luo Yuanqing quickly!

Zhang Zimo suddenly turned around and left without saying anything.

"Stop." Luo Yuanqing's cold voice came from behind, Zhang Zimo's heart quickly flashed a gleam of gratitude, but he completely ignored it, he stood still, but did not look back.

Luo Yuanqing continued to say to Zhang Zimo: "I didn't say now. So far, our agreement is still valid, and I still need time to get used to it and sort out my mood by the way. But I promise, it will not exceed the three-year agreement. "

Zhang Zimo finally turned his head and looked at Luo Yuanqing with complicated eyes.

In other words, from now on, Luo Yuanqing can stop the agreement between them at any time, and it is very likely that Luo Yuanqing will figure it out when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

Between them...the end can already be seen.After all, Zhang Zimo also understands that after three years of entanglement, it is impossible for them to return to the position of friends. It is better for them to become strangers and avoid hurting each other again.

When thinking like this, Zhang Zimo felt strange all over, and he didn't know why he sat silently opposite Luo Yuanqing, continuing to watch him eat.

This move indicated that Zhang Zimo agreed to Luo Yuanqing's request and continued to fulfill the three-year agreement until Luo Yuanqing stopped.

Luo Yuanqing's expression didn't change much, and he said after a while: "On the night of the 17th, accompany me to the dinner party of the Beijing University Alumni Association, and I will prepare the clothes for you."

Zhang Zimo paused, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.

Luo Yuanqing has always had a lot of suitors, but whenever he participates in any social activities, he can always cause a lot of trouble for himself, and even when he comes out of the closet, he can't stop these peach blossoms.So Luo Yuanqing would often bring Zhang Zimo with him, using Zhang Zimo as a shield.

Zhang Zimo hadn't said the word "no", but the scene of drinking and drinking at the banquet, and pushing people around Luo Yuanqing to show courteousness suddenly appeared in his mind.

So the word "no" couldn't be said at all.But asking him to agree, he felt suffocated again.

So he was so stiff, neither agreeing nor refusing, he didn't even want to look at Luo Yuanqing.

Luo Yuanqing saw that this little scumbag was also disgusting, so he simply sent him away in advance on the grounds that "I have to see the client in a while".Before he left, he didn't forget to remind him to take the money, which pissed him off to death.

After Zhang Zimo left, Luo Yuanqing had a great appetite, ate contentedly, and said, "Xiaoba stewed soup is really delicious."

999 said coldly: "This is called turtle pot."

"I understand the truth, but this little bastard is really great!" Luo Yuanqing turned a deaf ear to 999's correction, and said with emotion: "I can't help but want to write a poem for this little bastard!"

999 stopped immediately: "Shut up!"

Luo Yuanqing refused to shut up, and began to recite with emotion: "Xiao Xiao Wan Jing Han..."

It was unexpectedly good, 999 was dumb, and soon heard Luo Yuanqing recite the second half of the sentence: "Bassy bastard."

999: ...

Luo Yuanqing himself was so happy that he couldn't help applauding himself: "Xiao Xiaowan Jinghan, bastard bastard, wonderful! It really is a good poem!"

There was another burst of electricity crackling in his head, obviously 999 was so angry by Luo Yuanqing that he almost crashed, and after a while he said irritablely: "You can't stop being a monster and do the task seriously!"

"I'm working hard, don't be so fierce..." Luo Yuanqing pretended to be pitiful and pointed at his fingers, and said, "Small cold medicine, you haven't noticed that this task has been completed very well? The little bastard started It’s very good, it’s easy to beat without much training, I’m doing a big job—this time I’m not only going to beat the scumbag, but also beat more people.”

999 was probably too angry to understand what Luo Yuanqing was saying, but Luo Yuanqing didn't bother to explain to him, and continued to drink bastard soup happily.

Two days before the dinner, Luo Yuanqing made an appointment with Zhang Zimo again, and sent him back just after giving him his clothes, without even saying a word to him.

So Zhang Zimo became irritable again. On the way home with his clothes, he kept thinking about Luo Yuanqing.

After careful calculation, in the past two months or so, Luo Yuanqing has asked him out less and less frequently, and the meeting has no meaning in that respect at all.It seemed that Luo Yuanqing was indeed getting used to leaving him.

They have known each other for more than ten years. Even when the relationship with Luo Yuanqing was at its worst, Zhang Zimo never had the concept that Luo Yuanqing would disappear from his life.But thinking about it now, if Luo Yuanqing and him were really clean, then there would really be no intersection between them at all.After all, Luo Yuanqing was no longer the pitiful boy who lived with him in the small courtyard.

Zhang Zimo sat on the sofa when he got home, holding a well-tailored suit in his hand, terribly irritable.He kept thinking about Luo Yuanqing's every move during this period of time, wondering when Luo Yuanqing planned to leave.

He thought about it bit by bit, and he didn't know how long it had passed. Just when he was about to find the source, a soft voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Zi Mo."

Zhang Zimo's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He turned his head to look, and found that Song Chu had returned home from get off work at some point, and was looking at him with a smile.

"Zimo, what are you thinking about so preoccupied?" Song Chu asked again.

Zhang Zimo frowned and let out a long breath.

This expression shows that he is very unhappy at this time.

Song Chu's emotions are very sensitive, even with such a small expression, he can detect something wrong with Zhang Zimo.

So Song Chu's face turned pale in an instant, and he took a step back, looking at Zhang Zimo with wet eyes.

Zhang Zimo felt that he should coax him immediately.But at this time, he uncontrollably thought of Luo Yuanqing.I have never been so patient with Luo Yuanqing. When I am unhappy, I will quarrel with my face. When I can't quarrel with Luo Yuanqing, he always likes to suppress Luo Yuanqing on the bed, as if that can make up for his childish self-esteem.

"Zi Mo..."

Song Chu spoke again, his voice choked with sobs.

Only then did Zhang Zimo suddenly realize that he was actually comparing Luo Yuanqing with Song Chu.

Zhang Zimo came back to his senses in an instant, quickly put his arms around Song Chu's shoulders, and said softly, "Xiao Chu, I'm sorry, I was a little tired just now, so I was a little lost in thought."

Song Chu bit his lower lip and said softly, "Really?"

Zhang Zimo was a little guilty and didn't say anything.

Song Chu said in a low voice: "During this time, every time you came back from your brother, you would be in a daze like this..."

Zhang Zimo quickly said: "Don't think too much."

"Did I think too much?" Song Chu continued to choke up and said, "Zimo, we agreed that when mother gets better, we will end all this and be together."

"I haven't forgotten, I remember everything." Zhang Zimo patted Song Chu's back, comforting him non-stop.

It's just that there is a thorn in the hearts of the two of them after all, although it is very small, no one can guarantee whether it will become bigger and bigger in the future.

Two days later, it was the time for the Peking University Alumni Association dinner. Luo Yuanqing looked at the time, packed himself up, and prepared to pick him up at Zhang Zimo's house.

999 habitually poured cold water on Luo Yuanqing, saying: "Zhang Zimo won't come, today is Qixi Festival, in the previous life of the original owner, Zhang Zimo didn't show up today, but spent a romantic Qixi Festival with early Song. "

Luo Yuanqing tidied up his collar in a leisurely manner, and said, "So?"

999 continued to pour cold water: "The original owner has carefully prepared every festival for Zhang Zimo in the past two years or so, but in the end, he just drank alone."

Luo Yuanqing looked at the flawless man in the mirror with satisfaction, and said, "It's impossible this time."

On the other side, Zhang Zimo was holding his mobile phone, struggling.

He had already changed into the clothes Luo Yuanqing gave him, but he didn't go out because he only remembered that today is Qixi Festival when he received the news from Song Chu.

According to Song Chu's news, he has already booked restaurant and movie tickets, and is on his way home from get off work, and will be back soon.

And Luo Yuanqing didn't have a phone call, nor any news.

The choice that I thought was easy to make was now extremely difficult for Zhang Zimo.

More than ten minutes later, the door opened, and Song Chu's voice came. Zhang Zimo looked back and saw Song Chu's smiling eyebrows.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I'll go out after changing clothes, but we need to hurry up, that restaurant is booked by many people today." Song Chu said quickly, while entering the room, Zhang Zimo followed behind him with an expression on his face It has been very difficult.

Song Chu was still rambling on about the restaurant, but Zhang Zimo didn't listen to a word. He finally couldn't control his true thoughts, and suddenly interrupted Song Chu, his voice full of guilt: " Xiao Chu. Today... today Luo Yuanqing let me go."

Song Chu's body froze suddenly, and it took him a long time to focus on Zhang Zimo's face.

Zhang Zimo didn't look into Song Chu's eyes, and continued, "Soon...the three-year contract will be here, I just want...try not to provoke him, lest he make any unreasonable demands."

Song Chu didn't speak for a long time, then turned around, his shoulders shook slightly, and after a long time, he nodded slightly.

He is so considerate, no matter what Zhang Zimo says, he will agree, and will never make Zhang Zimo difficult.

Zhang Zimo's heart was in a mess, looking at his back, but he still couldn't say to stay.

At this time, Luo Yuanqing had packed himself up and drove directly to Zhang Zimo's house.

999 continued to sing bad news to Luo Yuanqing: "Host, may I ask you to go to see the scene of Zhang Zimo and Song Chu's affection in a while, how do you plan to end it?"

Just as Luo Yuanqing was about to answer, the phone beeped, and 999 stopped immediately, and refused to answer no matter how it was called.

Luo Yuanqing immediately snorted: "Yo, it's the message from Xiao Wangba, how about it, I said you don't understand men, you, you still have to learn from your father, otherwise what should you do if you are cheated by a scumbag in the future?" ?”

After chattering all the way, I arrived at the downstairs of Zhang Zimo's house. Zhang Zimo was already waiting downstairs. He was wearing the clothes prepared by Luo Yuanqing. He looked like a dog, like an arrogant young master, quite confusing people.

Luo Yuanqing didn't talk nonsense, parked and unlocked the car, Zhang Zimo got into the co-pilot by himself, Luo Yuanqing was about to drive away, this person saw Song Chu in the rearview mirror.

Song Chu ran down from upstairs, standing behind the car with red eyes, his pretty little face was full of grievance and sadness.

Zhang Zimo was a little flustered, twitching uneasily in the co-pilot, but he didn't get out of the car.

Luo Yuanqing rolled her eyes and pretended she didn't see it, but Song Chu wanted to show her presence again, so she cried out in a broken voice, "Zimo, I'll wait for you to come back."

Luo Yuanqing was chilled for a while, and complained to 999 that the little white flower's acting was not as natural as his own, so he rolled his eyes again, stepped on the accelerator, and gave Song Chu a mouthful of fragrant and mellow car exhaust for free.

The author has something to say:

good poem!My son is so talented!