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Jiang Xi actually understood that Pei Chongyuan would never believe what he said, but he suddenly felt awkward with a child and had to fight for superiority.

He always wants to prove something in front of Pei Chongyuan, and this has not changed for so many years.

In the past, she wanted to prove that she really loved Pei Chongyuan, and Pei Chongyuan really loved herself.

Now I want to prove to Pei Chongyuan that I don't love him at all, there are others who love me besides him.

Set the air.

Want to argue.

But Pei Chongyuan obviously saw through his lies at a glance.

Jiang Xi stopped talking, and it would seem fake if he talked too much.

But Pei Chongyuan still refused to let go: "What did I say, every time I ask him about you, he doesn't tell me, it's been a long time, rival in love."

Jiang Xi looked up at him: "No."

After hesitating for a moment, he added: "It's just pao friends."

Pei Chongyuan was almost dying of laughter, but he didn't dare to laugh blatantly, for fear of really making people angry.

"That's good, then I'm not a third party."

Jiang Xi looked impatient and didn't want to discuss this matter with him anymore.

"How does this soup taste?" Pei Chongyuan saw his thoughts, and stopped teasing him, "I learned it specially for you."

"Average." Jiang Xi was deliberately picky, "too bland."

"You should be eating light food now, don't take your body seriously just after you get out of the hospital," Pei Chongyuan said, "You also have to pay attention to your diet this week when I'm away."

Jiang Xi tasted the light soup in his mouth, secretly licking Pei Chongyuan's words.

This man is so different from before.

In the past, Pei Chongyuan was also considerate and liked to take care of him, but he was not the same as now.

At that time, Pei Chongyuan probably lived too well. Compared with now, Pei Chongyuan's consideration for Jiang Xi always seemed to be suspended in the sky, unreliable, and the relationship between them was a bit superficial. These two people, it is only now that they are real. There is a sense of down-to-earth living, and a sense of real fireworks in the world.

live?

Jiang Xi sighed inaudibly.

After that, the two didn't quarrel anymore, and finished the meal quietly and warmly.

After eating and drinking enough and putting down the soup bowl, Jiang Xi lifted his feet and was about to leave.

Pei Chongyuan actually hoped that he would stay, even if he didn't do anything, just stay with him for a while longer.

But he didn't ask to stay, because he knew it was not the time yet.

Jiang Xi returned to his home, and his tail was lying there boredly pulling his little toy.

He walked over, sat on the carpet with his tail folded, looked out the window, and saw that it was snowing.

He asked the tail: "When do you think winter will pass?"

However, it is only December, and spring is still far away.

During the week that Pei Chongyuan was away, Jiang Xi returned to his previous life.

Walk the dog early in the morning and hang out at the bar in the evening.

He didn't care about cutting his appendix at first, but when eating with Qin Songxiaowen, Xiaowen still carefully prepared dinner according to his situation.

Every meal is very light, and Qin Song mutters that he misses the hot pot Malatang.

Jiang Xi was embarrassed to always let them follow their own taste, so he stopped going for dinner from the third day, and made soup at home according to the recipe.

His recipe was from Pei Chongyuan, and the ingredients were exactly the same as the other party's, but the taste was completely different.

Since Pei Chongyuan left on Sunday, Jiang Xi originally thought that he could be clean for a few days, but in fact, he didn't get used to it. Fortunately, the two of them didn't completely cut off contact.

Pei Chongyuan would send Jiang Xi a message almost every day after he was busy, not many, just one.

If it was Jiang Xi a while ago, I would think that one of them is redundant, but since that day, I don’t know if it’s because the knot about Xiang Ran has been untied, or because Pei Chongyuan once again put out Jiang Xi’s indescribable thought for a long time He was hooked, anyway, he was not used to that person not showing up for a long time.

Every day when he goes out and comes in, he has to subconsciously glance at the door next door. The door is locked and the room is quiet. This makes Jiang Xi feel like something is missing in his heart.

He knew for a long time that he did not let go of Pei Chongyuan, but unexpectedly, he returned to the edge of the cliff.

It was time to rein in the precipice, but he couldn't go down and tightened the rope.

Jiang Xi despises such a worthless self, but life is never really held in the palm of his hand.

In the next few days, Jiang Xi made soup every day, and it was the same one every day.

The taste is a little bit closer to what Pei Chongyuan made, but there still seems to be something missing.

"He's still poisoned inside." Jiang Xi muttered, holding his tail, "Why is this person so bad-minded?"

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, tail was sleepy, ears were drooping and he didn't listen to Jiang Xi's chatter, and fell asleep on his own.

Jiang Xi had no choice but to tap its nose: "You don't stand with me anymore?"

Forget it, let people sleep.

Jiang Xi gently put down his tail, got up and went to take a shower.

It was almost twelve o'clock when he packed up and went back to bed. He habitually picked up his phone and found that Pei Chongyuan hadn't sent a text message today.

After so long, every time Pei Chongyuan sent him a wechat friend application, he refused to pass it, and kept saying what he said, and he didn't know how long he was going to be awkward.

So the phone was filled with text messages from Pei Chongyuan.

Pei Chongyuan walked for five days, and sent messages almost every night around eleven o'clock, telling Jiang Xi what he had done today as if reporting work, and then he didn't expect Jiang Xi to reply, and the end of each message would fall on " Good night, sweet dreams."

But today there was no movement.

Not receiving Pei Chongyuan's text message, Jiang Xi didn't feel sleepy at all, turned off the light and lay on the bed tossing and turning, extremely anxious.

bored.

In the past few days, Jiang Xi began to dislike himself again.

It was already past twelve, and he still kept his eyes open in the dark.

In the end, feeling angry, he turned on the desk lamp by the bed and leaned on the bed to play with his mobile phone.

He didn't have anything to play on his phone, he didn't check Weibo, he didn't play games, he wasn't interested in the news, and all kinds of videos didn't interest him. Finally, he couldn't help but opened a text message, from the message Pei Chongyuan sent him yesterday. The bar starts to flip forward.

Pei Chongyuan was really persevering. Jiang Xi rarely replied, but he almost never stopped.

Jiang Xi thought that he would never be able to do this no matter who he faced.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I look back at it one by one, and it's unrealistic to say I won't be moved.

I didn't let go of it, but now it's like this, what kind of person can bear it?

Jiang Xi frowned, feeling that he was almost done.

When he was looking at one o'clock, Jiang Xi's cell phone rang suddenly, and his palms were numb from the vibration, and when he looked at the calling number, his heart also went numb.

It was so late, Pei Chongyuan called.

According to Jiang Xi's usual style before, he would never answer it, but the vibrating sound of the phone seemed to have bewitched him in the middle of the night, making him click on the green one between "reject" and "answer". icon.

He put the phone to his ear, did not speak, and took a deep breath.

A few seconds later, he heard Pei Chongyuan's drunken voice say, "Xiaoxi, I miss you."

The time seemed to go back to the New Year's Eve a few years ago, when Jiang Xi hid in the toilet cubicle of the school dormitory, there was the sound of fireworks outside, and Pei Chongyuan's heavy breathing after being drunk was in his ears.

That night, Pei Chongyuan asked Jiang Xi for help through the phone. He listened to Jiang Xi's voice and used his own way to relieve the longing and longing for the distant Jiang Xi.

This night, there were no fireworks, no deafening noises, the night was as quiet as if the whole world had fallen asleep, and the snow silently wanted to bury them.

Jiang Xi asked softly: "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I can't help it, I have to socialize." Pei Chongyuan is still conscious, but he just feels tired, "I got the first order."

After speaking, he sighed and smiled.

This sigh reached Jiang Xi's heart, it was very sour.

He knew that since Pei Chongyuan came back, he was desperately trying to mend his life.

However, this kind of repair is not so easy.

It has been several months, Pei Chongyuan said: "I got the first order."

Probably it was easier to empathize with people at night, Jiang Xi seemed to see Pei Chongyuan's two worlds.

In a world, Pei Chongyuan smiled calmly, made soup for him, and talked and laughed happily beside him, as if everything was under the control of that person, and it was going on in an orderly manner, just waiting for him to turn around and reconcile with him.

However, in another world, Pei Chongyuan was busy and exhausted. He had to stand at the same starting point with those fledgling young people to build a new life and new work system, and he had to laugh at the wine table in order to sign a project list.

Jiang Xi felt distressed.

"Congratulations." Jiang Xi suddenly found himself a little choked up. He hurriedly took the phone away and took a deep breath to adjust his emotions.

He heard Pei Chongyuan laughing on the phone. The laughter was light, but heavier than a sigh.

Pei Chongyuan said: "I can go back early tomorrow."

Jiang Xi pursed his lips and turned to look at Xue outside the window.

"It was supposed to take two days, but the form was signed in advance, so I can go back early." Pei Chongyuan asked, "Are you happy?"

How to answer?

Jiang Xi hesitated.

"It's raining heavily here." Pei Chongyuan said, "It's very cold."

"It's snowing here at home." Jiang Xi looked at the snowflakes falling on the window sill outside, and said softly, "But the house is very warm."

Pei Chongyuan was still laughing, his laughter smelled like alcohol, and he was drunk along the phone thousands of miles away.

"The plane at noon tomorrow," Pei Chongyuan said, "arrives at 01:30."

"Will you come get me?" he asked.

Jiang Xi opened the window, and a gust of cold wind blew in, directly piercing through his thin pajamas.

His mind, which was not sober at first, immediately cleared up, and the snowflakes fell in his eyes, which were icy cold.

"It doesn't matter if you don't come, there is a direct bus to our side at the airport."

"I'll send you your flight information later." Jiang Xi said, "It's snowing, I'll pick you up."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xi hung up the phone. He clutched the phone hard and swallowed.

When Pei Chongyuan's flight information was sent, Jiang Xi was sitting by the window, secretly doing something he had been longing for but didn't dare to let Pei Chongyuan know. He bit his lip and closed his eyes tightly, the cold wind mercilessly invaded his body Body.

While feeling the cold wind, he was thinking about many things chaotically at the same time. From seven years ago to now, countless pictures swept through his head like a tornado. The tornado rolled up fire and snow, making him irritable and cold .

In the end, like a volcanic eruption, his eyes were already moist, and he couldn't help but say: "Brother Pei..."

This "Brother Pei" sounded like a lament that no one noticed in the night, and what he lamented was that he had no choice but to give up.

Give up the rivalry and go pick him up.