breakup march

After waiting for a while but not hearing Yan Weiming's answer, Yu Ze asked directly, "Do you want to make up with me?"

Yan Weimin hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Is it okay?"

The white light hit Yan Weimin's face, the shadows of his facial features were shrunk to the minimum, and his expression was particularly prominent.

Yu Ze couldn't understand what this expression meant, so he didn't delve into it. He just thought about it, probably Yan Weiming didn't want to hear the answer.

It is rare for the two of them to have the opportunity to talk about this topic face to face so clearly. If Yu Ze denies it now, it will kill all possibilities.

"I don't know." Yu Ze said.

This answer was somewhat beyond Yan Weiming's expectations, he was already prepared to be rejected by Yu Ze, and now he gleaned some hope from this ignorance.

"I..." Yu Ze was seldom so speechless, he couldn't catch up with his thoughts, and felt a little irritated inexplicably, so he simply pinched the flesh of his palm with his fingertips.

After a long pause, he continued, "When I saw you, I would occasionally have the urge to reconcile with you, but I don't know if it's because I still have feelings for you, or because I feel aggrieved. .”

It is not easy to examine oneself clearly, Yu Ze tried but was still confused, so he simply gave up.

Yan Weimin's nose was sour, he didn't know that the breakup of the two of them had such a great impact on Yu Ze that even now he still has resentment.

He blinked and tried to force the tears back, but unfortunately it was useless, he pretended to be careless and put his fingers on the corners of his eyes, trying to wipe away the tears while Yu Ze was not paying attention.

It's a pity that the movements are too clumsy to cover up well.

After a long time, he finally said with difficulty, "Then you're here to vent your anger, how about dumping me after reconciliation."

Yu Ze didn't speak.

Yan Weimin took a breath and said, "If you think it's not bad..."

"What's the point of this? You continue knowing you'll be dumped?" Yu Ze interrupted him.

"Well, it's better than nothing."

Even Yan Weimin himself was a little surprised by these words, while waiting for Yu Ze's reaction, he thought in his heart, so I miss him more than I imagined.

Yu Ze smiled, just twitching the corners of his mouth, and then he suddenly showed a somewhat ruthless expression, but the arc of his mouth hadn't retracted yet, making his entire face look weird.

Yan Weimin felt that something was wrong...

"No way," Yu Ze's voice was still very calm, without any special tone, "Even if I hate you, it wouldn't be like this."

Yu Ze tried to explain to Yan Weimin his thoughts on this proposal, but unfortunately there were no spare words in his mind, and he felt powerless to say anything.

In the end, he could only say, "Anyway... I was serious when I was talking to you."

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Jiang Yan went out to roam around tonight, and it was past twelve o'clock when he came back. He thought that Yan Weimin should be asleep, so he opened the door carefully, trying not to make unnecessary noises, but when he turned on the light, he found a person lying motionless on the sofa .

Jiang Yan: "..."

At first glance, he thought Yan Weimin was drunk, but after a closer look, there was no smell of alcohol in the room.

Yan Weimin glanced at Jiang Yan, but said nothing.

"Brother Yan, what's the matter?" Jiang Yan asked two steps forward.

Yan Weimin stopped talking, Jiang Yan shrugged, went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he got out, Yan Weimin still maintained his original movements.

"You look like a lovelorn boy, hahahaha..." Jiang Yan said nonsense, he had never heard of Yan Weimin's sex scandal, and at this age, he would no longer want to die for some love. .

So he automatically assumed that Yan Weiming probably encountered something aggrieved at work, and tried to comfort him, "Just treat Party A as a villain, and you are actively lowering your level to cooperate with them."

Yan Weimin snorted, and finally had some reaction, he said, "I am the idiot, and I am the idiot."

Jiang Yan didn't figure out Yan Weiming's way all of a sudden, he looked confused, "Brother Yan?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered something I did before." Yan Weimin shook his head.

"Aww, who hasn't done something to regret," Jiang Yan put on a look of someone who has experienced it, "Sometimes I wish I could go back and kill myself."

Yan Weiming simply nodded his head, expressing his agreement with Jiang Yan's words, then got up from the sofa and prepared to go back to the room.

"Wait! Brother Yan," Jiang Yan called him.

"Ok?"

"Brother Yan~" Jiang Yan jumped to Yan Weimin's side, "You haven't been quite right for a while, should you consider telling it and releasing it, I'll make you a considerate trash can."

As he spoke, he compared his hands with his hands.

Yan Weiming: "..."

"Let's talk, talk, it's better than being bored by yourself, and I can learn more about the dark side of our business, and gain some experience points, which is conducive to the long-term development of the work." Jiang Yan persuaded, but he It's not that I really want to learn some experience, but I just want Yan Weiming to complain, so that it will feel better after vomiting.

Jiang Yan is lively and loves to play, and has many friends. Everyone gathers together to scold the leader and scold colleagues when they have nothing to do. It is with this joyful feeling that they have the strength to continue to face tomorrow.But Yan Weiming is different. According to Jiang Yan’s observation, at least Yan Weiming doesn’t have any special close people in the design institute, and there are few social activities. Sometimes he wonders if Yan Weiming will be suppressed and get sick. .

Yan Weimin couldn't stand Jiang Yan's overly enthusiastic type. Since working, he had been used to keeping a proper distance from others. Hearing Jiang Yan's words, his first reaction was funny, but then he felt sad and wanted to cry.

He was probably really lonely.

"It's not about work..." Yan Weimin didn't know why he opened his mouth, and it was easier than he imagined, "It's my first love."

Jiang Yan was so shocked by this explosive news that he almost jumped up. Yan Weimin is 28 years old, how long ago did he have his first love...Although everyone said that the first love will be more memorable, but it is not enough to still hang on to it now.

"What's the matter, is she getting back with you or is she going to get married?" Jiang Yan completely forgot his original intention of comforting Yan Weiming, and suddenly started gossiping.

"No, I want to get back together with him."

Jiang Yan's eyes almost popped out, with an expression of begging for details, "It's not going well?"

"Probably." After finishing speaking, Yan Weimin wanted to laugh inexplicably, talking about his feelings with a child who just left school, loves to play and play, and is not very serious... This feeling is really strange.

"I didn't expect Brother Yan to have such a long relationship..." Jiang Yan smacked his lips, "Then why did you break up?"

This question hit the heart of the heart, Yan Weimin didn't speak, and looked down at his toes - he was wearing sandals, with ten toes stacked on top of each other.

Yan Weiming's toes are a bit deformed, probably because they didn't pay attention to squeezing and deforming when wearing shoes when growing up. The owner didn't pay attention, so they grew randomly.

It's not winter yet, but the temperature has already started to drop, it's time to prepare a pair of cotton mops, Yan Weimin thought.

"I propose to break up."

Jiang Yan's "why" was already on his lips, but seeing that Yan Weiming was really depressed, he couldn't hold back from stabbing him.

Yan Weimin didn't go into details, but it was obvious that he was sorry for others.

Talk about Yan Weiming's regrets and mistakes?Such a topic is really not gossip, only embarrassment, which makes Jiang Yan not know what to do, it is not right to shut up or continue to ask.

Yan Weiming pursed his lips, knowing that the conversation could no longer continue, he nodded to Jiang Yan, turned and went into his room.

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