Can't stop

Back home, Xiao Bixing couldn't calm down.He wanted to call Luo Qiushi to talk about it, but when he picked up the phone, he stopped again.What's the point of talking more about feelings?No one can experience the ups and downs of sadness and sweetness except myself.

Why can Li Jian treat himself so calmly?Is it because of his personality, or because he... doesn't love her anymore?Xiao Bixing didn't dare to think about it, so he poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip.

When I left the garage today, I left in such a hurry that I didn't even leave Li Jian's call.Flipping through the phone, Xiao Bixing couldn't help but secretly felt a little ridiculous—what if he kept it?Now even if I have Li Jian's phone in my hand, I don't know what to say to him when I call.

Xiao Bixing knows that he is impatient, while Li Jian is just the opposite, always likes to procrastinate things.It was the same with Li Jian two years ago, he was bored, he left himself with his mind full of worries, and he was looking for traces of Li Jian everywhere, and he would not give up until he found it.The ring he left behind, Xiao Bixing, is still treasured, and it is placed in the bedside table next to him.Turning on the desk lamp and digging out the familiar ring from the drawer, Xiao Bixing was so energetic that he couldn't fall asleep again.Looking at the name engraved in the ring, Xiao Bixing thought to himself, he must make a quick decision tomorrow and ask Li Jian for a result.

After work the next day, Xiao Bixing parked his car near the repair shop and waited for Li Jian.Li Jian also noticed Xiao Bixing's figure, and finished his work very early. After work, he changed into casual clothes and got into Xiao Bixing's car.

Seeing Li Jian sitting beside him, Xiao Bixing suddenly smiled miserably, "You were the one who drove before... Now, it's my turn to drive."

"Yeah," Li Jian followed Xiao Bixing with a smile, he closed his eyes, and let Xiao Bixing drive the car wherever he wanted, "You look good now, compared to me, it should be much better..."

"You bought the car and the house, I just borrowed them for use," Xiao Bixing interrupted Li Jian's self-abasedness, he really couldn't see Li Jian's useless appearance.Xiao Bixing started the car, and said coldly to Li Jian, "Now I earn more than before, but speaking of it, it's still far behind you."

After all, Xiao Bixing stuffed the bank card he had prepared into Li Jian's hand.Seeing how miserable Li Jian is now, Xiao Bixing has long wanted to return all the money that belonged to Li Jian, and now is just the opportunity.

"Take it." Xiao Bixing said in a deep voice, "This is yours."

Looking at this familiar bank card, Li Jian stared out of the window in a daze.Not seeing each other for two years, he thought that there would be a gap between him and Xiao Bixing, but as soon as he saw him, he knew that the relationship between himself and Xiao Bixing would not be broken - how could the history between him and Xiao Bixing be erased casually? ?I'm afraid I will remember this memory clearly until I die.

Staring at the road ahead, Xiao Bixing drove the car far away.Today Xiao Bixing came prepared, he deliberately drove the car to the French Concession, the western restaurant they visited when they first met.

Two years later, many things have changed, but this restaurant, as if hidden in the tunnel of time, has not changed at all.The quaint old house, carefully crafted, seems to be telling the past of Shanghai and the past of the two of them.

"Do you remember?" Xiao Bixing looked up at Li Jian while ordering, "This is the first time you invited me to dinner."

"I seem to remember," Li Jian smiled awkwardly, as if he had really forgotten what happened back then, "It's been three years, how can I remember these trivial things so clearly?"

Hearing this, Xiao Bixing felt sour in his heart.It has been three years since the last time I came here to eat, and the time flies so fast that I don't feel it at all.Three years ago, he deliberately chose this sky-high price restaurant in order to embarrass Li Jian, but three years later, in order to keep Li Jian, he took the initiative to bring Li Jian to eat here.The power of time is really terrifying.

"These two years, how have you been?" Xiao Bixing started chatting with Li Jian after ordering dishes, listening to the light music beside him, his mood seemed to be no longer heavy than yesterday.

"It's okay," Li Jian sat on the seat and stroked his hair.Xiao Bixing noticed that his messy hair had been shaved yesterday, and even his beard had been trimmed cleanly, "I asked my old comrade-in-arms for help. He sold me a favor and arranged for me a job as a repairman. I have learned from other people in the past two years, and my life is quite stable."

"Where do you live?" Xiao Bixing tilted his head, he didn't expect Li Jian to be so plain and simple now, "How much is your monthly income?"

"I live in the staff dormitory, and the salary is very low." Li Jian didn't shy away from Xiao Bixing's harsh question at all, and replied frankly, "I have a leg injury, and I don't have any diploma. I can earn this, and I am already content."

"Heh," Xiao Bixing couldn't help lowering his head and laughing when he heard Li Jian's answer, "If you could have thought so two years ago, we might not have broken up."

"Xiao Bixing..." Li Jian paused, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth again, "I know you still have feelings for me, but let's not continue..."