awkward

Late at night

Ye Mu dragged his exhausted body and walked to a villa with a paper bag in his hand.

Slowly taking out a key from his trousers, he opened the door, put on slippers and walked to the living room.

There was a red-hot hissing sound from the room in the back room, and the wave after wave of rhythm made the suppressed lust even hotter. You can know how intense the entanglement is going on without looking at it.

Ye Muran stared at the door for a while, his eyes drooping, and after a long time, he walked slowly to the table and poured a glass of water.

After putting down the water glass, he found a sofa and sat down, silently.

He knew that Yan Chen had brought him home.

If it was a normal situation, he would definitely go in and question it.

But this time, he was so tired that he didn't even bother to move a finger.

His company was declared completely bankrupt today. Not only was it insolvent, but it also involved the collection of all the Ye family's century-old properties. His father was a little emotional, and suddenly had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital for treatment. He had just passed the critical period.

Everything happened so suddenly that the person who hit him was caught off guard.

Ye Mu lost his mind and stayed on the bench in the hospital until the early morning before returning home. Who would have thought to see such a heart-wrenching scene again.

Standing up alone, he turned off the light in the living room, quietly walked out of the balcony and looked down at the night scene downstairs, Jun Yi's profile was a bit bleak.

Silently, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and Ye Mu took out a cigarette with his slender fingers, lit it, put it on his upper lip and inhaled lightly.

The pungent smell of smoke lingered in the lungs for a week, and was finally poured out like a long stream of water.

Looking down at the burning fire in his hand, Ye Mu's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Eight years, a full eight years.

He doesn't want to deceive himself, Yan Chen has never had any feelings for him, the relationship between the two is simple, they are long-term friends with friends, and if they are rough, they are not even farts. In exchange for sympathy.

After so many years, Ye Mu himself knows that he has committed a crime, but he still does not repent.

A few days ago, he went to the bank to borrow a loan. He could use this villa as collateral, but he changed his mind in the end and used the Ye family's old house.

His father knew that he was bankrupt, but he didn't expect him to use the property left by his ancestors as collateral, so he scolded him as a beast, and he fell into old troubles before he could catch his breath.

Ye Mu saw his father slumped on the sofa clutching his chest, and felt that what he did this time was really unfilial, but he never regretted it.

Some things have already been subtly determined. The two of them have lived together in this villa for so many years, so they are reluctant to mortgage it and cannot mortgage it.

Undoubtedly there was him, Ye Mu saw Yan Chen more important than anyone else.

To put it mildly, it's love.

To put it bluntly, it is cheap, and it is cheap to the bone.

People don't care about you, but you insist on going up there to show off your warmth, isn't that a cheap thing, what is it?

In real life, many people say that they don't quite understand this kind of behavior, but this kind of behavior can be easily figured out by some people with extreme ideas.

Because it's too rare, because I like it so much, I don't care what you do, as long as I'm with you, as long as I can see you often.

However, Ye Mu is such a person.

And a typical lunatic among such people.

The cigarette butt in his hand had already burned out, Ye Mu looked down at the fire burning his fingers and smiled self-deprecatingly, not intending to pursue Yan Chen's cheating.In fact, he is not qualified to pursue any of the other party.

Turning around and walking into the living room, he sat on the sofa and lay flat, resting his wrist on his forehead with one hand, and opened his eyes to wait for the dawn.

"pat"

The door of the room opened unexpectedly, and a handsome man in a black sweater walked out, his narrow and deep red phoenix eyes became extremely dull after glancing at Ye Mu who was at the side.

Ye Mu heard the sound, wiped his face, dragged himself to stand up with sleepiness and exhaustion, went to the table and opened the paper bag, his tone was as easy-going as usual, "I bought supper, would you like some?"

"Need not."

Yan Chen looked indifferent, walked over and threw a bank card in front of him casually, "One hundred million, it will disappear from my eyes in the future."

Ye Mu was slightly startled, and looked down at the card for a long time without moving.

Yan Chen stared straight ahead, fell silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Gu Huai has returned to China."

Ye Mu closed his eyes tiredly, lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, his handsome outline was blurred by the curling white mist, and he said slowly, "Are you together?"

Yan Chen glanced at him, "It has nothing to do with you."

"When did this happen?"

Yan Chen said coldly, "This has nothing to do with you."

Ye Mu lowered his head and remained silent.

The two stood facing each other, and the atmosphere seemed unusually silent.

After a long time, Ye Mu spoke, his voice was very calm, "I see."

After he said these four words, he didn't make a sound, just smoking a cigarette in silence.

Yan Chen frowned, and looked at him helplessly, "Smoking less."

Ye Mu curled his lower lip dismally, and said slowly: "The Gu Huai family and our family have never been at odds with each other. This time the Ye family went bankrupt, and you must have put a lot of effort behind it."

Yan Chen didn't evade, hummed lightly, with no ups and downs in his voice, "As long as it's what he wants, I will try my best to help him get it."

Ye Mu glanced at him, his voice was a little hoarse, and his lips curved into a self-deprecating arc, "It's been so long, even if you have a dog, you should have feelings. If you can kill them all like this, it seems that I am not even as good as a dog."

Yan Chen looked at him steadfastly, his thin lips moved slightly, but finally remained silent.

Ye Mu pinched off the cigarette butt, took another cigarette out of the case, lit it, and took a deep breath, but he didn't spit it out for a long time.

Yan Chen looked at him, with no emotion in his dark Danfeng eyes, "Whatever you think, Gu Huai likes this villa very much, please make an offer, I will buy it."

"No, since he likes it, give it to him." Ye Mu said numbly.

Yan Chen glanced at him, "No, it will be credited to your account at twice the market price later."

Ye Mu lowered his eyelashes, his long and narrow eyes were half-narrowed by the smoke, and he reached out and stuffed the card into the opponent's shirt pocket.

"It's up to you, but the [-] million is enough, you just want me to go, there is no need to use this disgusting way."

Yan Chen looked at him coldly, "Are you sure you won't be a stalker?"

Ye Mu smiled, threw away the cigarette butt and stomped it down, "Enough is enough, Yan Chen, it's been eight years, and I'm tired."

Yan Chen remained expressionless, "It's best to be like this."

Ye Mu bowed his head without making a sound, and left.