Fall in love with the ex Bai Yueguang

Tan Ke heard the sound of his own heart beating in the dark.

A strange passion, which has nothing to do with benefits and risks, has nothing to do with his personal gains and losses, but a passion that makes him feel happy simply because he wants to do this, is silently boiling in his chest.

He sat quietly for a while, then got out of bed and turned on the light, went into the bathroom, turned on the cold water and rubbed his face.

He met Xie Li in a ridiculous way;

He didn't even know Xie Li's cell phone number;

He heard Xie Li clarify his age that day, he was ten years older than Xie Li.

Xie Li is completely different from the people Tan Ke has dated in the past. She looks immature and innocent, like a flower bud that has not fully opened.

Tan Ke thought, how should he define this feeling?

He stared at the decisive man in the mirror.

The man was once dubbed "The Vulture" by Kiplinger Magazine.The magazine once commented on him - "A vulture who can always find the freshest meat. If you are targeted by him, congratulations, you are a good bag of garbage."

The phone rang indoors.

Tan Ke's thoughts were interrupted, he walked back to the bedroom and picked up the phone.

It was Fang Xian calling.

Fang Xian got straight to the point: "Come to exchange information, I know what activities your little boy is going to participate in."

His voice was urgent, and the surroundings were quiet.

Tan Ke thought for a while: "Except for Shen Zhichuan and Carson, I accept any offer."

"Sheet*," Fang Xian was a little annoyed, "Tell me what will happen!"

Tan Ke didn't understand why Fang Xian came up with Shen Zhichuan's idea after a few days of silence: "It's not going to happen. But given the complicated relationship between you and Carson, Carson and Shen Zhichuan, I don't think you'll get involved in this muddy water." , is a good thing for the three of you."

"Wait a while." Fang Xian suddenly dropped the phone and walked away.

Tan Ke vaguely heard someone talking in a low voice on the other end of the phone.

After a long while, Fang Xian came back: "It's not up to you to decide how it will affect the three of us. And from my point of view, since he and Carson have been separated for so many years, why should he be Carson's lifelong partner?" Do you keep the festival?"

Fang Xian's tone was sour, contrary to his usual good temper.

Tan Ke didn't speak.

Fang Xian saw through Tan Ke's thoughts: "You think Shen Zhichuan and I are not suitable, right?"

His voice was very annoyed: "Don't you think you're taking too much control? Shen Zhichuan is thirty, not three years old, and he doesn't need his ex-boyfriend's younger brother to interfere in his choice of a partner."

"Sorry." Tan Ke said in a low voice, "I just think that if he knows your identity, he will be very repulsive. You should all have a more suitable choice."

"There is no more suitable term in this world." Fang Xian said firmly, "There are only things I like and things I don't like."

Tan Ke gave in: "I'll tell you sometime. You talk about Xie Li first. What activities does Xie Li want to participate in?"

"It's the selection of Houxue Scholarship. Last time I saw his..."

Fang Xian held up the phone, turned around inadvertently, and Shen Zhichuan, who had been resting on the sofa at his house with his eyes closed, was looking at him.

Fang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

He hung up the phone in a hurry, went to the sofa and squatted down: "Are you feeling better?"

Shen Zhichuan stared at him without saying a word, as quiet as a beautiful doll.

Fang Xian thought of the conversation he had with Tan Ke just now, how much Shen Zhichuan had heard, and suddenly felt guilty.

He stood up: "I'll get you some water."

The moment he turned around, he heard Shen Zhichuan asking in a hoarse voice: "What's your relationship with Carson Cox?"

Fang Xian didn't dare to look back, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Zhichuan has entertainment at night.

It is not so simple to be a university teacher, especially in this humanistic society.

Colleagues in the project team, leaders in the department, provincial and ministerial education departments, and foundation committees all need to socialize and sell themselves through entertainment.

Otherwise, for almost the same project, why do people give money to dark matter research instead of star evolution?

Today, schools from other provinces come to exchange and study, and after the meeting, there will inevitably be another meal.

Shen Zhichuan was young and handsome, so he naturally became the object of everyone's toast.

After drinking round after round, Shen Zhichuan was still fine when the banquet was over, and he could barely take a taxi for himself.After getting out of the car, he vomited while holding onto the garbage bin at the entrance of the community, and then his limbs became limp.

There is a memory in the middle that is fuzzy.

When he woke up, he heard someone say Carson's name.

Shen Zhichuan lay on the sofa on his back, staring at the unfamiliar TV wall, thinking that Carson hated socializing the most, luckily they broke up, he wouldn't see himself like this.

Shen Zhichuan doesn't hate entertainment, nor does he hate parties.He likes a lively scene.

There is a Chinese Alumni Association in Princeton, and when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, they will first come to the fore.

Shen Zhichuan liked to get together with these compatriots from all corners of the country.Everyone scolded the stupid and unscrupulous boss in Mandarin with their local accent, complained about Indian colleagues who babbled all day long and couldn’t understand what they were talking about, and discussed where to go to a group barbecue during the Independence Day holiday.

But Carson didn't like it, thinking that Shen Zhichuan was wasting his life.Every time Shen Zhichuan came home with the smell of hot pot after the party, Carson's face was very ugly.

Later, Shen Zhichuan found an excuse to go secretly, but Carson bumped into him once.

A group of Chinese people sat around the big hot pot table in the lobby of the Chinese restaurant, and Carson stood at the door of the Chinese restaurant with a gloomy face.

Shen Zhichuan hurriedly got up and chased after him, stopping in front of Carson's car.

He felt very wronged, choked up and yelled at Carson, he just wanted a little entertainment and relaxation in his life, is there anything wrong with that.

Sitting in the car, Carson calmly asked Shen Zhichuan if he had higher expectations for his lover, is there anything wrong with that.

Shen Zhichuan suddenly couldn't remember how he reconciled in the end.He only remembered that he never went to the fellow countrymen's meeting again.People from the fellow countrymen no longer came to him.

Fang Xian finally came back from the kitchen with a cup in his hand: "Let's drink some water first."

Shen Zhichuan sat up from the sofa with difficulty, and took the glass of water.

After a fierce psychological struggle and a quick risk assessment in the kitchen, Fang Xian finally decided to take the route of confessing and getting out of jail.

"I do know Carson Cox. We went to the same public school in England and we have a good relationship." Fang Xian said cautiously, "But I only found out a while ago that you had a relationship with him."

Shen Zhichuan understood after thinking about it, and nodded while holding the cup: "So you avoid me."

Fang Xian bowed his head, which meant the default.

Fang Xian dodged him not to be too obvious.

Several times when Shen Zhichuan went out in the morning and stepped into the elevator, he heard the sound of Fang Xian's house opening the door.

When he came home from get off work, he never met the neighbor who happened to enter the garage, get out of the car and get on the elevator with him.

Fang Xian's chance encounters are very deliberate, and his avoidance is also very hypocritical.

Shen Zhichuan remembered that weird dream.

He didn't want to play this kind of game, so he poked through the window paper with his finger: "If you have a good impression of me and want to associate with me, then I refuse. You don't need to waste time with me."

Fang Xian was stunned.He didn't expect Shen Zhichuan to expel him directly from the country.

"Just because, do I know Carson?" He panicked a little.

Shen Zhichuan shook his head: "No, because we are not suitable."

Fang Xian was defined as "inappropriate" twice within an hour, and was very wronged: "You haven't even tried it, how do you know it's inappropriate?"

Shen Zhichuan stared at the storage box on Fang Xian's coffee table where the car keys were placed.

Fang Xian followed his gaze and looked in disbelief: "Do you think this is the reason for inappropriateness?"

Shen Zhichuan didn't speak.

A month ago, he saw someone in the owner group say that a local tyrant lived in this community and bought four parking spaces in one go, parking a Porsche 918, an Aston Martin V12, a McLaren 650s and a Lamborghini Gallardo.

Shen Zhichuan lives in a high-end neighborhood, and there are quite a few ABB, Panamera or NE in the basement.

But it is still very eye-catching to buy four parking spaces and park four sports cars in one go.

What's more, there are obviously more than four keys in the key box on the coffee table.Fang Xian already knew what kind of person he was and what kind of family background he had.

Shen Zhichuan learned that the process of Carson's derailment was very absurd, it was simply a trick of fate.

That year, a support staff member at McMurdo Station was dismissed for some reason. Feeling dissatisfied, he wrote down his experience at the scientific research station for many years on 42 pages of letter paper and sent them to [-] media outlets.

It was filled with the debauched lives of scientists on the untouched ice fields.

Carson had been back from Antarctica for a long time by then, and after proposing in Brazil, Carson became more and more considerate.

Shen Zhichuan just glanced at the news by chance, and never thought of Carson.

But things got worse and worse.

The description in the 42-page stationery contained a lot of personal information with clear direction.Hair color, appearance, accent, hobbies, research fields, entry time, etc.

Based on this information, the curious and fanatical people picked out the scientists behind the letter one by one.

When Shen Zhichuan walked into the office that morning, everyone avoided making eye contact with him.

At lunch, a female Ph.D. student from Texas angrily sent an Internet blog post to his phone.

Those eclectic descriptions were like a knife cutting Shen Zhichuan's whole body in pain.He stared at the name next to Carson, trembling too hard to speak.

He knew a talented postdoctoral fellow in mechanical engineering who was only 26 years old. It is said that the pneumatic valve he designed had won three patents and had been installed on the detector of the sky survey project.

One year at the school's Christmas dinner, the man sat across from him and Carson in a tuxedo.

Carson deliberately went over to talk to the blond man. When he came back, he couldn't hide his excitement. He talked about that talented engineer all night.

Shen Zhichuan and Carson have been together for so many years and have always looked up to each other. Carson hardly ever compliments or praises him.As if being favored by this person was already a huge compliment in itself.

Shen Zhichuan once thought so too.He's a bit mediocre in this elite place, but if Carson wants to hang out with him, there's something special about him.

But the genius engineer shattered his love and forced him to remember what Carson said,

Carson said he expects more from his lover.

Shen Zhichuan thought, so I can't meet his expectations.

Shen Zhichuan later thought that if he looked for a partner again, he would find someone similar to himself.

Similar income, similar achievements, similar personalities, two similar people are suitable for a lifetime.No one has to expect too much from anyone.

An ordinary person and a genius cannot last long, and neither can an ordinary person and a rich man.

Shen Zhichuan slowly put down the untouched glass of water, supported the sofa and stood up, the other party said obviously: "Yes, that's the reason for inappropriateness."

The author has something to say: *sheet: it’s shit hahahahaha