He is not worthy

pissed. "

"Never mind them, we are all married. If you are angry, you can't let me divorce you." Shen Yan leaned over, tilted his head and looked at Zhao Wenjia's expression intently, and said, "We are a family now, Wen Jia .”

Zhao Wenjia was stunned for a few seconds, and then said in a low voice: "Then you have to accompany me to visit the grave. My parents don't hate you, so you can relax."

Shen Yan laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared, he hooked Zhao Wenjia's chin, buried in Wen Jia's neck like a big cat, pampering him gently.

Extra 2

Shen Yan actually doesn't quite remember when the other him first appeared.

For him, there are only three childhood memories, basement, slap and praise.

If you do well, you will be sought after. If you don't do well, you will be slapped and pushed to the basement.That basement was sealed by him when he became an adult, and if someone hadn't blocked it, he would have leveled the whole house.He hated this family education to the core, but he was powerless to resist, so another self came out.

He stands in front of the mirror, and occasionally sees him, two of himself.They were able to coexist peacefully at first, and he felt that it was just a channel for him to vent his emotions. The psychologist also told him that as long as he took the medicine on time, there would be no major problems.

Until I met Zhao Wenjia.

If we infer according to the chronological order, he was actually the one who came into contact with Zhao Wenjia first.That student from the art department was very pretty and eye-catching. Shen Yan took a second look and asked him to buy a painting. It was barely a little help to the people of the country, but he didn't expect that the chain reaction after that would be so great. big.

He could feel that his time was shortening a little bit, and it was no longer a solution that could be solved by taking medicine. He felt that something was wrong, so he went to the doctor, and he received a call on the way.

He looked at the incoming call, and didn't quite remember who this Wen Jia was. He frowned, and was about to hang up, but his body was out of his control. His thoughts were still there, but he was squeezed aside like a spectator. He watched himself talking to the person named Wen Jia.He was tired, he growled, but he couldn't change the fact, until finally the last thought disappeared and he was locked in that dark basement.

Five years was like 500 years to 5000 years for him. He woke up and saw that person named Wen Jia approaching him.He listened to Zhao Wenjia's statement, sorted out the context, suppressed his hatred, and told Zhao Wenjia that he didn't remember anything.

He was very tired, he didn't want to pester him anymore, and he was also afraid that when Zhao Wenjia was by his side, the other Shen Yan would wake up.

Bad words, endless quarrels, and slanderous words over and over again, but Zhao Wenjia was like brown sugar, and he couldn't drive him away no matter what.For two whole years, when they occasionally quieted down to communicate, he said to Zhao Wenjia that he really didn't remember, he didn't know what happened to them in the past five years, he didn't want to entangle him anymore, and begged Zhao Wenjia to let him go .

That person, who said he loved him deeply and begged him every day, showed a heartbroken expression.

The beautiful face seemed to be covered with dust, and Shen Yan sometimes felt heartache, but he knew that the heartache was not his, but another person's.

Extra 3

Later, Zhao Wenjia really left, and he tried to destroy everything, the five years that did not belong to him.

He leaned on the door frame and watched pieces of furniture being moved out. The worker asked him where he was moving, and he said the garbage dump.

He always thought that this was correct, and he always felt that he was back to the invincible Shen Yan once again.However, he was wrong.

There was nothing in the empty house, and he had nothing.

In the middle of the night, when he was lying on the bed, he could hear the other person in his body scolding him.On the battlefield of two people in one body, he pierced his unarmed other self with a spear, that person said to him, can... be nicer to Wen Jia, can you stop making him cry, please, I beg you.

He said, I will leave obediently, just please don't hurt him again.

He looked at the dark room that looked like a black hole in the universe. He felt that he was going to be overwhelmed by this self-loathing. He slowly got up, covered his face with his hands, and said, I promise you.

He compromised, but it was not because of another Shen Yan's request, but because of himself, he also wanted to see Zhao Wenjia smile at himself.

Maybe it's because of obsession, maybe it's because of unwillingness, even if it disappears, the other self will leave some traces.He began to dream, reality and memory intertwined, and he plunged into sweet dreams.

In the dream, he and Zhao Wenjia watched many movies and kissed in the dark theater.Went to the beach to swim together, Zhao Wenjia didn't know how to swim, hugged a swimming ring in the water like a big clumsy duck, and was drowned by the waves without paying attention, he rushed to pick him up, Zhao Wenjia's silly hat was still giggling, Like a little madman.

At night, they were lying on the bed in the attic of the hotel, looking at the night sky outside the triangular window. Zhao Wenjia lay on his chest, touching his eyebrows with his fingers.After a long time, a shooting star flashed across the night sky. He opened his eyes wide and hurriedly went to see Wen Jia. He called out softly. His Wen Jia's eyelids closed, his mouth opened slightly, and his fair face floated. A faint powder came out, and he had already fallen asleep.

He hugged Wen Jia tightly, closed his eyes, and silently made a wish in his heart.

He hopes that Wen Jia can always be happy and happy, and he hopes that he can always be with Wen Jia.

Maybe a shooting star can only make one wish, and he said two, but it didn't work.

He couldn't accompany Wen Jia, nor could he make Wen Jia happy.

At the end of the dream, he stood in front of Wen Jia, and he said to Wen Jia, I'm sorry.

Shen Yan struggled to get up, panting heavily, sweating profusely, he looked around, he was still in his room.He got off the bed, picked up a cigarette, kicked off the wine bottle, and walked to the balcony. He has been working day and night for the past few days, and it is already evening when he wakes up.The afterglow of the setting sun was continuous, and the setting sun seemed to be right in front of him. He reached out to touch it and grabbed the air with his palm.The cigarette was lit, and Shen Yan leaned against the wall behind him, squinting his eyes to look at the familiar sunset in front of him.

He suddenly didn't want to sell the house, and he didn't want to destroy the traces of the five years. He could accept it, and even wanted more. He wanted Zhao Wenjia.

(Finish)