Intoxication

Why did Song Juhan not wake up when he left the next day.

He rushed to Tang City for a business trip. He had to get back in the afternoon. The time was tight, and he didn't want to wake up Song Juhan, so he went very hurriedly. He discovered that he had left his mobile phone at the high-speed rail station.

He stood in the crowded ticket hall, and he was so angry. He is cautious and rarely makes such low-level mistakes. His ticket purchase information and the people to be contacted in Tang City are all in his mobile phone. I am afraid it would not be possible today without a mobile phone.

He hesitated and had to drive back to get it again. Fortunately, Song Juhan's home was not far from the high-speed rail station. He rushed back and took a train. He could arrive before lunch.

Hurrying back, he rang the doorbell in a hurry, and the door was opened. Why did he think that he would see Song Juhan with sleepy eyes and a sad face, but surprisingly, Song Juhan looked very sober, but his eyes It was scary cold.

Why didn't you think too much? I stepped in and said, "Wake you up? My phone is here." He looked in the bedroom, but couldn't find it. He returned to the living room, but saw Song Juhan leaning against the wall with his chest in his hands. His cellphone, a piercing cold mang in those deep eyes, was staring at him fiercely.

Why was hesitated for a moment, I didn't know what happened for a moment.

"Looking for this?" Song Juhan shook his cell phone. "Aren't you in a hurry to travel on business? You also came back to get it, because you were worried about not being able to contact Zhuang Jieyu, who is cheap."

Why was my head stunned and Song Juhan looked at his mobile phone?

Song Juhan gritted his teeth, and a spit of gas surrounded his body, as if he could form a tangible blade and instantly pierce the body, "When did you do it? When I didn't know, it was already so intimate?" "He turned on the phone." Little monkey? Uncle He? Fuck, it's **** disgusting! "He threw the phone out fiercely, and the fragile machine hit the wall, and it was torn apart!

"Song Juhan!" He said angrily, "I have something very important in my phone. Can you listen to someone's explanation first?"

"Explain." Song Juhan squinted his eyes dangerously and stared at it. "Last time I drank too much, I didn't explain it to you. I was wrong. Now I will give you a chance to explain, how did you meet and how to contact Yes, how's it going? During this time, you became more and more indifferent to me, isn't it because of this cheap-human! "

"No!" Why shouted unwillingly, "We met by accident. We have a mutual friend who likes to joke with me, that's all!"

"Fuck your mother's fart! Do you believe this kind of **** when I'm stupid! Just kidding or nagging--Sao Laozi can't see it? Isn't Zhuang Jieyu trying to seduce you first? You're also very active with him? Did you sleep with him? "

Why take a deep breath, barely suppressing his turbulent emotions, he said deeply: "No, nothing."

"No?" Song Ju smiled coldly, "Do you know he is zero? 'No', because you do n’t know how to use that stuff? Also, you have been **** by me for so many years, you know how to **** Anyone else. "

Why not turn a deaf ear to his sarcasm, he looked at Song Juhan coldly and escaped without a brain treatment: "Ju Han, first of all, whether it is Feng Ye, Gu Qingpei, or Zhuang Jieyu, between me and them All innocent, I want to ask you now, from the root of this matter, ask you, what right do you have to control who I make friends with and who sleeps ?! His body, and then his cold coat, ended up in a terrible end. He felt a terrible pain in his heart, which almost made him unable to straighten his waist. His hands were trembling, his brain was dizzy, and his vision was a little blurred.

He said it, he really did. How many times did he say this in his heart, and he tried to hold back? He knew it was unfair, but he dared not refute it, because when he said that, his relationship with Song Juhan would probably come to an end.

But he did say it. Maybe the moment he said it, he regretted it, but he had no way out.

Song Juhan's eyes widened: "What the **** did you say? Say it again?"

Why really don't have the courage to say it again, can only squeeze his lips tightly, waiting for Song Juhan's sentence.

"I don't have the right to control you?" Song Juhan was like a beast that was forced into a hurry. He stepped two steps in the direction of why, and instinctively took two steps back. He stopped again and turned around. Circle and circle, as if the whole person was about to explode, his fists clucked, and finally, he raised his chair and threw it towards a row of Bogu racks against the wall!

There was a loud noise, and the things on it fell to the ground, and the scene suddenly became extremely messy.

"I don't have the right to control you?" Song Juhan snarled, pointing at why. "Who the **** did you **** get sick? Do you know how many people Zhuang Jieyu has slept with? How can you not stand so lonely, is it me? You should **** every time-you can't get out of bed! "

"Enough!" Why are your eyes red and your voice shaking? "How many people have you slept with?"

"Am I the same as you! How many people have you met? You can't wait to bite if you just hook up with you. You haven't even worn a **** condom in your life."

"Song Juhan, don't go too far!"

"What's wrong with me? You are against me and dare to take care of me!" Song Juhan was really annoyed and could not be pardoned.

"You can control me, I can't control you!" Why sternly.

"Yeah!" Song Juhan's beautiful face was twisted and scared at this moment. "Yeah, that's it. If you're not satisfied, just **** me off. Who's so good to me? During this time, I hold you back and let You, your **** face, shameless! Your face sells a smile, the **** fucking wo n’t make me look tired, I ’ve been tired of you for so many years, you get out! ”

Why is he trembling, his legs are almost fragile, he barely pinches his final dignity, walks to the wall step by step, picks up the broken phone, and then walks to the door step by step. .

Passing by Song Juhan, Song Juhan suddenly showed his fierce light. He grabbed his collar and pressed people against the wall. He said, "Remember to tell your 'little monkey', he won't If there is any chance to go to the theatre, why should I go back home? "

Why grabbed his hand and gritted his teeth: "Don't do this."

Zhuang Jieyu, a 19-year-old child, was wandering alone in the huge capital city. It is needless to know how difficult and difficult it is for Song Juhan to block all his roads in one sentence.

"Are you distressed?" Song Ju was so cold that he wanted to eat, "I warned him, warned him not to touch you, he dared to work against me, and he should bear the consequences." After that, he pushed away so hard .

Why shook his fist, knowing that there is nothing he can do, he is even hard to protect himself. He can only rush out of the door before he breaks into pieces.

The moment the door was closed, why did I hear the sound of demolishing the house, irritable and full of anger?

Why hold on to the wall, only to stand firm.

has it ended?

has it ended?

Is it really over?

He kept asking himself in his heart, but a small voice retorted.

No, for more than six years, the two have become inertia with each other, as if they should be like this, as if they would always be like this ... So, how could it end all at once?

Nope ...

What if he went in and apologized now? What if he explained it clearly? in case……

Why raise your hand and give yourself a slap.

Come on, why, leave from here and end it all.

But his steps were difficult to move, as if walking out of here would kill him.

Song Juhan, he is leaving Song Juhan, what he is leaving is Song Juhan! The man who took the heaviest part of his life.

Never touch again from now on? Can no longer hug him, kiss him, stare at him? Will Song Juhan never be in life again?

No ... can he do it? Can he live without Song Juhan?

Why does the heart hurt so much, it slowly slid down against the wall.

The sound in the room stopped, so why put your ears against the wall, as if you could hear Song Juhan's breathing and feel his presence.

Maybe this is the closest to Song Juhan in his life, he has no courage to leave.

But he must leave.

He breathed a few mouthfuls with exhausted energy, barely propped up his body, and stepped away from Song Juhan step by step ...

The steps are as difficult as every step he has taken in more than six years.

Why did he return home directly? He was in a bad condition and couldn't work. He installed the card on a spare cell phone. He called the boss and said he was ill, and temporarily changed his person.

Then he curled up in bed, replaying what happened this morning in his mind.

The more he thought, the more painful he became, the more he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out, and he liked something so beautiful, why did he bring so much despair at the same time.

Why can't love just keep the beautiful part, not the blood in honey.

Maybe it's because his love doesn't deserve to be called love at all, he is just wishful thinking.

He fell asleep stupidly, why he had a particularly ferocious dream, in which he had been running away, even more tired than awake.

Suddenly, he heard the knock on the door. He awakened from his dream. The brain had not responded yet. The body had stumbled to the ground and ran to open the door.

Outside the door was Zhuang Jieyu.

Why stare at Zhuang Jieyu with red eyes, numb.

Zhuang Jieyu flattened his mouth, his face full of grievances.

Why was he sighing, a little at a loss.

Zhuang Jieyu took his hand and put it on his own head. Why did he come over and touch it?

Zhuang Jieyu came up and hugged him, so he patted him on the back, and said softly, "Don't fool."

Zhuang Jieyu said with a grudge; "You really understand the style."

Why let him in.

"I'm hungry." Zhuang Jieyu sat on the sofa and mourned two times. "I'm so miserable, I offended the entertainment giant, I can't keep going, I am going to die. "

"Small voice." Why rubbed his temples, headache.

"I'm hungry." Zhuang Jieyu made a bird-like voice.

Why didn't I have the energy to cook? I boiled the pot and made him a bowl of instant noodles.

Zhuang Jie picked it out with chopsticks, disappointingly: "This is very hot."

Why has it returned to peace, or numbness? He looked at Zhuang Jieyu, and Shen Sheng said, "He warned you not to approach me, why did you approach me?"

Zhuang Jieyu sucked his nose: "I thought he wouldn't know. Besides, I don't think ... it's a big deal. Is he so stingy? I don't lose it, even if I really sleep you I haven't slept yet! "

Why do you know that a child of this age does not consider the consequences of doing things? It is all about brainstorming, and Zhuang Jieyu is right. How big is this?

Zhuang Jieyu blew his nose and took a sip of noodles. "I don't know what to do, I'm sorry." Zhuang Jieyu pricked his chopsticks with pitiful fingers. "I owe tens of thousands of credit cards. And ... "

"What are you going to do?" He said without emotion.

"I don't know ..." Zhuang Jieyu grabbed his hair, "In fact, my family is quite rich, but my dad beat me out because I was gay, so I wanted to mix him up with him and show him Regret to go ... "Speaking of the sad place, Zhuang Jieyu started to draw again," I will never go home, I will not ask him if I sell. "

Why sighed: "You might as well get a job."

"What am I going to do? I'll look good and act." Zhuang Jieyu bit the noodle fiercely again. "Forget it, it doesn't matter if I want to open it. I'll ask the boss. Song Juhan doesn't cover the sky. I should be able to dine together. Hey? Why don't I just go to the Taobao shop and I can be a model myself, but where can I buy it ... "

Why look at Zhuang Jieyu's uneasy look, envious in his heart, he is young enough not to be afraid to make mistakes.

Zhuang Jieyu ate a mouthful and said that he was overly distressed and had to rest. Why, he had no choice but to have only one bedroom in the house. He felt so sorry for Zhuang Jieyu and was embarrassed to kick him out.

Zhuang Jieyu took off his clothes and plunged into the quilt, exposing a long leg, and looked pitifully at why: "Uncle, be gentle with others."

Why turn around and leave.

"I- □□ is too shameless! Is there sympathy!" Zhuang Jie angrily grabbed the pillow and threw it for no reason.

Why go back to the living room, sink into the sofa, look forward, and stare blankly, the whole person has no strength.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that he and Song Juhan were over.

Song Juhan didn't say it over ...

Maybe, maybe there is still a bit of room?

Why do you keep your eyes tight and have a splitting headache?

He deliberately alienated Song Juhan, only to be free and less painful when he left one day, but when that day really came, he just wanted to escape.

How can people be so contradictory and so cheap?

Song Juhan's eyes, every word he said, lingered his heart like a knife, he no longer knew what to do.

Zhuang Jieyu, who had suffered such a terrible night, fell asleep, and wanted to stay here for the night, saying that he had been blocked by Song Juhan as soon as he did not sleep. Sit down and be carried away for any reason.

He doesn't have the energy to deal with anyone, anything, and he feels like he's dead.

After three days like this, what brought him back to reality was Komatsu's phone.

When he saw the caller ID, he shook his hands, and the call was like a trial. He would know immediately how it turned out.

He took the courage of the whole body, connected the phone, and said hoarsely, "Hey?"

"Why brother." Komatsu asked carefully, "Are you okay?"

Never reveal a little bit of cowardice in front of people, but said softly, "Not good."

"I know ... hey, how do you say that you are mixed with Zhuang Jieyu, he is heartless and heartless, and he cannot be serious to you."

"I have nothing with him." Why closed his eyes, he tried his best to isolate the senses, just to make the hearing more sensitive, he was afraid to miss every word Komatsu said, the tone of the word and the meaning behind it.

"I believe you, you and him, I really don't think we can make it together, but Brother Han is so jealous. It's like eating gunpowder these days. Even his dad dare spray it, scaring the individual bird. . "Komatsu said with a lingering heart.

Why tired said, "What did he ... say?"

"I didn't say anything, but what happened to you, as long as I ask, he basically tells me, in fact, Han Han didn't want to break with you, really, I know Han Han has a lot of affection for you."

"Really." He didn't have any ups and downs in his heart.

"Really, you two, it's a torment."

"Komatsu, you have comforted me all the time, as if he cares about me. In fact, what you see is just appearances. Do you know how many years I have with him? Nearly seven years, I may know him better than his parents. "

"Brother, sometimes I think that I know a person very well, and it is easier to get into the preconceived misunderstanding, and it will be more difficult to see."

"……is it."

"Hey, do you remember your birthday last time? We all forgot it at first, but then you called me, and suddenly I remembered, and told Han, we had a very important reality show that afternoon, one minute 80,000 yuan, one million in breach of contract, and Han is a very dedicated person. If he doesn't go, he won't go. He said he promised to spend your birthday with you. "

Why did you open your eyes, the heart finally had some undulations: "Really ..."

"Really, President Song is so mad at this. Brother Han didn't let me tell you, and the last time I went to Saipan, Brother Han forced me to call you. He kept thinking of you. Actually, Brother Han ... Although Brother Han is a little romantic, but he is absolutely the best for you. Let me be honest, don't scold me, we privately ... both think you are the right room. "

Why did you laugh a bitterly, but felt that your face was tight: "Komatsu, you are calling me this."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry why brother, I don't really mean anything else, I just feel that I know Han quite well. He usually works in all kinds of maturity, but as soon as he encounters something related to you, IQ will plummet. You Believe me, Brother Han doesn't want to break with you at all, he just feels angry. Today is my birthday. If you appreciate your face and play, Brother Han will come. Let's explain the misunderstanding clearly, it's okay, okay? "

Why is it silent. He's gone, I'm afraid he's insulting himself. If he doesn't, he'll regret his life.

"Brother, come on, please, please give me face, be poor and pitiful. I work hard and it is not easy for my wife. Real brother, as long as you have a harmonious relationship, brother Han is ready to serve and work smoothly. It ’s awkward, Han is a walking gunpowder barrel. I know my dog ​​legs. Do n’t give me general insights. I beg you, beg you, beg you, you come, you come, you come. "

Why take a deep breath: "OK, I'll go."

Just give yourself one last chance, and when you see Song Juhan for the last time, let's end a complete secret love for ten years.

He knew that he and Song Juhan had gone too far and could not go back. He did not expect to make peace with Song Juhan at all. He just wanted to see Song Juhan and simply met, otherwise I will see you later. I am afraid I can only see it on TV. Already.

Why clean up and go out.

At the entrance of the hotel, he called Komatsu and asked which box he was in. Komatsu said to pick him up.

After a while, Komatsu ran out, grabbed his arm for a reason, and looked like a life-saving benefactor, and burst into tears: "Brother, thank you for coming."

"Nothing, don't thank me."

Komatsu was afraid of his remorse, and grabbed him and walked in: "Before Han hasn't arrived yet, I have to greet others and let my girlfriend accompany you, she is so funny."

"Ok."

The two walked side by side, but did not want to meet unexpected people-Peng Fang and Yuan Yuan.

"Hey, isn't that why you are with Komatsu? I said Jingcheng is small. You can meet acquaintances everywhere you go." Peng Fang bumped into Yuan Yuan with his elbow. "Remember, we drank together last time."

Yuan Yuan apparently didn't remember. He nodded and smiled for some reason, saying hello. It seems that the young master is in a good mood today.

"General Manager Peng, Qiao, come to eat." Komatsu said, handing out a cigarette, "It turns out that you and Brother Brother also know each other."

"No, grandpa's connections are wide."

"Hello President Peng." Why shook hands with him.

"What are you doing today?"

"Komatsu's birthday."

"Yo, your kid's birthday." Peng Fang squeezed Komatsu's neck. "Happy birthday, next time you come to my winery, I will give you a free bill."

"Thank you, Mr. Peng." Komatsu said with a smile, "Then you talk first, I have to say hello to everyone else, why 203 boxes."

"Okay, you go first."

After Komatsu left, Peng Fang said curiously, "How do you still know Song Juhan's assistant?"

"Oh, Song Juhan and I are alumni."

"No wonder, then, does Feng Ye know that you know Song Juhan?"

"I know."

"Well." Peng Fang smiled playfully. He glanced at Yuan Yuan, "It's interesting."

Harahara gave him a white look: "Just gossip."

Why is there something vaguely smelling: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Peng Fang mysteriously blinked his eyes: "Don't you know? Tell you a little gossip, Song Juhan and Feng Ye had been better before."

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