On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

After returning home, Dongyu looked out through the cat's eyes.

Song Xueman stood outside the door for a full 10 minutes. In the silent corridor, the voice control lights had already been turned off.

After a long time, Song Xueman moved his steps and gradually walked away in the darkness.

Dong Yu opened the door and followed him quietly. Seeing that he walked into the elevator safe and sound, he turned and went home.

After washing up, Dong Yu sat at the computer desk and browsed Weibo for the first time.

He hung up QQ, and received a message after a while, it was from Xu Wenguan.

Xu Wenguan sent a link.

Xu Wenguan: "Look at Dongyu!!!"

Dong Yu clicked on the link full of doubts, and then the page jumped into a pink forum.

Who is the founder of "Xianwen.com"? "

Seeing the title, Dong Yu was taken aback for a moment. He sat up straight, tightened his jaw, and read one by one.

The general content is: Last night, "Xue", the founder of Xianwen.com, shared a private document on the website.

The user went in curiously, and found that the document was created four years ago, and all of it contained songs that everyone was familiar with.

These include "Bright Future", "Goodbye", "Love Letter"...

Almost at the same time, people got in touch with Feiyu's queen lyricist "Xue".

There is no doubt that "Xue" who wrote lyrics for Feiyu is the founder of Xianwen.com.

Regarding the identity of "Xue", there were hundreds of discussions in the post, until half an hour ago, the host posted a screenshot of a private message with Feiyu.

Dong Yu took a closer look, isn't this the fucking sentence he replied last night?

Someone asked him if "Xue" was Song Xueman, and he thought it was nothing serious, so he replied casually.

I didn't expect this to be a trick. The people in this post have already identified Song Xueman as the founder of Xianwen.com.

Dong Yu exited the post and returned: "What's going on?"

Xu Wenguan: "Just what you saw. Brother Song is actually the founder of Xianwen.com? I'm sorry, who will dare to say that he only has good looks in the future?"

Dong Yu: "..."

Xu Wenguan: "You don't know. After this incident was exposed, the online comments were one-sided, saying that if you really chose Miss Sister, it would be a mess and blindness. After all, according to the private documents, the two of you have been together for four years. It wasn’t clear before.”

Dong Yu was furious: "Get lost!"

"You don't know!"

Turning off the computer, Dong Yu wanted to call Song Xueman, but was afraid of disturbing him.

Moreover, even if you get through, what can you say?

Ask him, why has he refused to reveal his heart for two years?

Ask him, why did he avoid himself that night?

These days, Song Xueman's attitude touched Dong Yu's heart.

But he was conflicted, why did Song Xueman act like he didn't like herself at all when they were together?

Should I trust him before the breakup, or the him after the breakup?

After midnight like this, Dong Yu forced himself not to think about anything and slept for several hours.

In the afternoon of the second day, the charity performance was held.

Song Xueman was sitting in the front row, he seemed to have not slept well last night, and looked a little haggard, when Dong Yu looked at him, he raised the corners of his lips and said hello.

After a few songs, Dong Yu was still absent-minded. Fortunately, he memorized the songs very well without making any mistakes.

During the intermission, Song Xueman came to him with a cup of lemon tea.

"Did you rest well?" Song Xueman put the lemon tea by his hand, "There is still a solo, I will take you home later."

Dong Yu wiped the piano board sullenly, without raising his head, he said: "Last night you hit Lu Cang."

Song Xueman's smile froze, she was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you angry?"

Hearing this, Dong Yu looked up at him in surprise, thinking that even if he wanted to be angry, he should be angry with Lu Cang, why should he be angry?

"No."

Dong Yu asked inquiringly, "Why did you attack him?"

Song Xueman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm drunk, I don't remember."

Dong Yu frowned: "I always feel that there are other reasons, you don't seem like someone who can fight when you drink too much."

Song Xueman said helplessly: "Don't think about it, there is no other reason, it's all over."

"……Oh."

The last song "Bright Future", Dong Yu sang solo.

When the song ended, there was thunderous applause from the audience.

Dong Yu retreated backstage, greeted the team members and left the venue.

Outside the venue, Song Xueman had already been waiting here, and there was another person standing not far from him——Lu Cang.

The two seemed to be talking about something, and their expressions were extremely serious, which seemed to be a bit of a rivalry.

Dong Yu didn't approach, only saw Song Xueman say a word, and Lu Cang's face immediately changed.

Dong Yu thought they were arguing about what happened last night, so he stepped forward and pretended to be relaxed and said, "What are you guys talking about?"

Lu Cang was the first to react, he smiled at Dongyu, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just talking about his embarrassment after being drunk."

Dong Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Aren't you going back to class?"

"Well, I bought a ticket for seven o'clock."

Dong Yu nodded, and saw Song Xueman standing motionless, just looking at him quietly, without any movement, Dong Yu was inexplicably flustered, and wanted to get closer to Song Xueman, but just as he moved, his arm was suddenly approached Lu Cang's grab.

"Wait a minute." Lu Cang stretched out his hand to straighten the clothes on his collarbone, moved his fingers up slowly, tapped his side of the neck lightly, and then said with a smile: "It's a little dirty here, it's better now."

Dong Yu caressed the place he touched, and glared at him, "I'll just do it myself."

After finishing speaking, Dong Yu took a step towards Song Xueman, but when he took the first step, Song Xueman stepped back a few steps as if shocked.

Dong Yu froze for a moment, as if a hand was strangling his neck, cutting off his breath.

His pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at Song Xueman stiffly.

Song Xueman's eyes were slack, and it was only when she looked at Shang Dongyu that she came back to her senses.

"congratulations."

Lu Cang watched Song Xueman's reaction with great interest, put his hands lazily on Dongyu's neck, and said with a smile, "Dongyu, if someone tells me to stay away from you, will you be angry?"

Dong Yu didn't understand why Lu Cang said this suddenly.

He turned his head to look at Lu Cang blankly, but heard Song Xueman not far away say, "Dong Yu, let me take you home."

Lu Cang patted Dong Yu's face, "I'm asking you something."

"Winter fishing..."

"Song Xueman, can you shut up?" Lu Cang frowned and shouted.

Song Xueman was stunned. He stared at Dongyu for a moment, then lowered his head.

"Lu Cang!" Dong Yu got a little angry and pushed Lu Cang away.

Lu Cang looked at Song Xueman with the victor's attitude, didn't mind Dongyu's actions at all, and asked, "Will you be angry? Tell me quickly."

Dong Yu said impatiently: "Yes. You hurry up, or you won't be able to catch the plane."

"Then I'm relieved, goodbye." Lu Cang blew a kiss and said to Song Xueman, "I've already forgiven you for that punch last night."

Lu Cang took a taxi and left, Dong Yu walked up to Song Xueman, took a deep breath, and said, "Shall we go?"

Song Xueman raised her head, with a faint smile on her face, no different from usual.

He said: "Okay."

Seeing his smile, Dong Yu frowned suddenly.

This feeling is very similar to Song Xueman at that time.

No matter what happens, he will always be smiling in front of himself.

The scar on his heart was torn open again by a pair of hands.

The two walked along the street for a while with their own concerns.

"Winter fishing!"

The voice came from behind, Dong Yu looked back and saw them behind his back.

"You haven't left yet?"

Cursed on the back: "Go away, the two of them went to the bathroom and asked me to help carry the bag outside. In such a blink of an eye, you disappeared and didn't answer the phone. We found now inside."

Dong Yu said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

He apologized earnestly, but turned his head in embarrassment: "What's the matter? We're going back to school tomorrow, do you want to go out tonight?"

Dong Yu nodded: "Okay."

Looking back at Song Xueman again, he asked, "Song Xueman, do you want to go together?"

Song Xueman smiled politely, and said: "I'm afraid it will spoil the atmosphere, you guys have fun, I'll go first."

Song Xueman turned around and walked forward, Dong Yu looked at his back steadily and frowned.

Qiukui said, "What's wrong with you two?"

Dong Yu looked away, "It's nothing."

"It's not right, I thought you two got back together last night?"

Dong Yu shook his head and said, "No."

In the evening, Dongyu accompanied them to have a hot pot meal, and several of them got drunk, but fortunately, Dongyu was self-aware and didn't drink any alcohol, and finally sent all three of them to Beitou's house.

Beitou's parents are often on business trips, and only the nanny is at home. After asking the nanny to take good care of the three of them, Dongyu left Beitou's residence.

On the way, my mother called and said that she and my father were at grandma's house and would not be coming back tonight.

Hanging up the phone, Dong Yu walked on the side of the road alone.

The night wind blew gently on his body, like fine needles being pricked lightly.

Dong Yu clenched his phone tightly, with a hesitant expression on his face.

He felt strange.

When he didn't trust Song Xueman, he spared no effort to get close to him and gain his trust.

When he began to trust Song Xueman, Song Xueman pushed him away again.

After much deliberation, there may be only one answer.

He and Song Xueman are only suitable to be friends.

So Dong Yu called Song Xueman.

The bell rang for about half a minute before being connected.

"Dongyu." Song Xueman's tone was very flat.

Dong Yu stopped under the street lamp, looked up at the starry night sky, his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't understand why he would do the same thing a second time.

"Song Xueman, I don't think we need to wait half a year."

Song Xueman gave a deep "hmm".

"We seem to be more suitable as friends, don't you think?"

My ears fell into silence, and there was no sound from the phone, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

"Shall we be friends from now on?"

After what seemed like a century, Song Xueman said in a very low voice, "Okay."

For some reason, warm liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes.

"Rest early, I will ask the driver to take you back to school tomorrow."

The word "good" stuck in his throat, unable to say anything, Dong Yu simply hung up the phone.

The starry sky is so bright, but Dong Yu feels that everything around is covered with a layer of black veil.

When he returned home in a daze, he smelled a smell of tobacco at the door.

In the dark corridor, the burning cigarettes are like fireflies, flashing light that is not dazzling but dazzling enough.

Dong Yu lowered his head, took out the key, and the sound of opening the door made the voice control light suddenly light up.

Dong Yu also saw Song Xueman leaning against the door and smoking a cigarette with his head bowed.

There are many cigarette butts piled up at his feet, very similar to the situation on the night we broke up.

"Can you please let me in and sit down?" Song Xueman seemed to have stood for a long time, her voice a little hoarse.

Dong Yu shook his head, pushed the door open, "Please come in."

Song Xueman stubbed out the cigarette butt, without looking at Dongyu, turned around and walked in.

"What about aunt and uncle?"

Dong Yu gently closed the door and said, "They're not here."

The moment he closed the door, Dong Yu felt a cold wind blowing from behind him. Before he could react, a hand was hooked around his waist. Dong Yu was forced to turn around, and was pressed hard by Song Xueman against the door.

"Song... um!"

Kiss fell on Dong Yu's lips like a shower, and the smell of tobacco flowed between his nostrils.

Song Xueman put one hand around his waist, and pressed the back of his head with the other, making the crazy kiss deepen.

"Song Xueman!"

Finally getting a gap, Dongyu shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xueman stopped him again.

At the same time, his cold hands kept walking on Dong Yu's body.

Lips and teeth collided, entangled to death.

Dong Yu put his hand on his chest, and with his movements of savoring the essence, the resistance gradually softened into a puddle of warm water.

The kiss went from crazy to tender.

When he was about to stop breathing, Song Xueman finally let him go.

He leaned against Dong Yu's ear, breathing heavily, "That night..."

Dong Yu said out of breath, "That's already passed."

"I can't make it through!" Song Xueman suddenly became excited.

He put his lips on Dong Yu's collarbone, all the way up, across the side of his neck, and across the corners of his lips.

Song Xueman's lips were like a branding iron, which burned Dong Yu unconscious.

"He kissed you."

The secret that Song Xueman had kept in his heart for two years finally revealed it when he was about to lose Dongyu.

If possible, he hoped that this matter would never be known by a third person.

His fingers lightly brushed Dongyu's collarbone, side neck, and the corners of his lips, "Here, here, and... here."

In the darkness, Lu Cang held Dong Yu's body and kissed him brazenly.

He touched the corner of Dong Yu's lips in a detached manner, and looked at himself contemptuously.

"Dong Yu, if one day someone wants to drive me away from you, will you be angry?"

"If this person is Song Xueman, will he do it too?"

At that moment, Song Xueman didn't want to drive Lu Cang away, he wanted to kill Lu Cang.

I want Lu Cang to disappear from this world.

But when he thought that Dongyu would be angry, he dared not do anything.

That night, he watched Lu Cang send Dongyu home, his heart was empty, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't know what to do.

So, he rode a motorcycle and stood downstairs all night.

Dong Yu seemed to have been hit in the brain by someone, his eyes were dull and his expression was shocked.

His eyes wandered to Song Xueman's face, and the tears were out of control.

His voice was choked, and he was almost speechless.

"So, you backed off? So, you pretended for two years? So, you hit him?"

"So, you're not pretending to like me, you're pretending that you don't care about it, that nothing happened?"

So, the Song Xueman I feel wearing a mask all the time is because he has been pretending that he has no grudges in his heart?Pretending to be a normal boyfriend?

It turned out to be so.

Song Xueman let go of Dongyu, and slowly slid against the wall to sit on the ground.

"I hope you don't know about it for the rest of your life, but I have no other way, I can't let you leave me."