Low-end double

When Gu Quan walked in, he looked around and found Xiao Jue in a pile of trash. He pulled Xiao Jue out like trash with two clicks of his tongue, and threw it in the bathroom.

The nozzle spouted cold water and splashed it on Xiao Jue's face, causing Xiao Jue to slightly open his eyes.

Gu Quan stood with his arms folded and looked at him coldly, "Are you awake?"

Xiao Jue looked at him in a daze, but didn't speak.

"What? Didn't you follow him for several days? Didn't coax him back?" Gu Quan looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Xiao Jue smiled bleakly, "I can't come back."

"Gu Quan, tell me, am I a very bad person?" Xiao Jue asked abruptly.

Gu Quan looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then nodded, "Yeah, seeing you like this, I want to beat you to death with a stick, so I won't worry about it."

Xiao Jue smiled indifferently, with an inexplicably gloomy expression.

Gu Quan looked at him and asked, "What did Wang Dayong say?"

"He said, if I don't like him, I shouldn't provoke him."

Gu Quan looked at him and nodded, "That's right, feelings are mutual, if you don't like someone, why bother to torture each other."

Xiao Jue lowered his head and said nothing.

Gu Quan leaned down slightly, the cold mirror reflected sharp light, he raised Xiao Jue's face with his fingers, and let him look into his eyes.

"Xiao Jue, tell the truth, you really don't like him?" Gu Quan's eyes are like a sharp and precise scalpel, which can see through people's hearts at once, making people have nowhere to escape.

Xiao Jue looked a little confused, moved his lips and said, "No."

Gu Quan continued to press, "I don't like it or can't?"

Xiao Jue looked a little flustered and embarrassed.

Gu Quan pinched his chin so that he could not avoid his gaze, "Xiao Jue, He Yishi has been dead for so long, even if it is three years of filial piety, it is time. If you really like someone else, you No mistake!"

After Gu Quan finished speaking, he stood up and looked down at Xiao Jue, "Xiao Jue, if you want to survive, listen to me, you should think about the reason why you are so stalking, he Wang Dayong has no money Now that you don’t even have that face to look at, you’re still chasing after people, so ask yourself, what’s really going on in your heart.”

"He Yi died when he died. He left you halfway. Do you still want to guard him for the rest of your life? Xiao Jue, I brought you back five years ago. Now, if you still want to live If you think about going down, you should ask yourself, what exactly do you want in your heart?"

Xiao Jue hadn't appeared since Wang Dayong came back. Since the last time he had dinner with Zhang Wenwen's parents, Zhang Wenwen and him had become closer.

And Zhang Wenwen's words also revealed a bit of intention to settle down, and asked Wang Dayong when he would go to see his parents.Wang Dayong also just took it vaguely.

Wang Dayong himself didn't know what was going on in his heart. He knew what he should do, but he was stubborn in his heart and didn't want to go down that road. His reason and emotion divided him into two people. He walked in different directions, and he struggled with it.

He should have forgotten Xiao Jue, forgotten that day and Xiao Jue's ridiculous night, forgotten Xiao Jue's angry and sad expression, and also forgotten Xiao Jue's humble and fragile appearance.

He should have forgotten.

It was a quiet morning, Xiao Jue was standing in front of the tombstone, his fingertips gliding slowly over the cold stone, like a sympathetic caress.

Xiao Jue's eyes are calm and nostalgic, like a piece of amber that has accumulated years, becoming more warm and bright with the passage of time.

"You said, I'm going to live forever, but I seem to be repenting. You said, it would be great if you didn't die. I will definitely live with you steadily, but now it's not over, so you just cry in the grave Let's go." Xiao Jue's voice was as soft as a dream that was easily awakened.

Xiao Jue laughed at himself, with a sad and desolate expression, "He Yishi, I fell in love with someone else and changed my mind. I'm such a cheap man. I can't do without a man. Why don't you take me with you? Otherwise, I will miss him while I am alive."

Xiao Jue paused as he spoke, his eyes were a little red, like a child who has been wronged, "I don't want me now, but I still leaned forward with a stern face, you said, the person you have spoiled for half your life is not I have spoiled you so much, but who made you die? He is loved by no one, and he deserves it!"

Xiao Jue wiped his face as he spoke, and continued, "Tell me, when did I become so mean? People told me to get out, but I still wanted to get close. I didn't treat people well at that time, but now people After he ran away, I was anxious not to let him go, in the final analysis, you spoiled me."

Xiao Jue stood there without saying a word. In this cold cemetery, he seemed to have died. He buried half of himself in the cold ground. Together with that person, he completely sank. Into the darkness that never sees the light of day.

And the remaining few minutes struggled to expose his head, trembling towards the sun, crawling like a little bug.

"I don't blame you, and don't blame me, okay?" Xiao Jue lowered his eyes slightly and said softly.

"I will be at your disposal when I get to the Underworld in the future, but now, He Yishi, I don't want you anymore."

This day, Wang Dayong picked up Zhang Wenwen from get off work, and when he arrived near Wang Dayong's house, Zhang Wenwen said suddenly, "I want to buy something here, so let's stop here."

Wang Dayong didn't say anything, and stopped the car. Zhang Wenwen smiled at him with some embarrassment, lowered her head and blushed a little.

Zhang Wenwen went into the supermarket to buy something, then went to the vegetable section, and whispered to Wang Dayong next to her while choosing, "What do you like to eat?"

Wang Dayong stood there like a wooden stake, "Anything is fine."

Zhang Wenwen nodded, bought some home-cooked food, and smiled shyly at Wang Dayong, "Try my cooking tonight."

Wang Dayong hesitated, "That Lin Lin..."

"My mother watched."

"Oh." Wang Dayong nodded and did not speak.

Zhang Wenwen's face was a little red, she shouldn't be so proactive as a woman, but this parent has seen her, Wang Dayong and her only held hands a few times, it's really abnormal.

She has always been honest and obedient, before meeting that man was not a success, but now meeting Wang Dayong, who is down-to-earth and good-natured, Zhang Wenwen is really tempted.

But this Wang Dayong is probably a fool. The two have known each other for so long, and he is very polite. Although it is reassuring, he doesn't feel like a partner at all.

Zhang Wenwen was puzzled, and her mother was a little funny when she knew it, so she suggested to her to get the two of them to get closer.

This is Zhang Wenwen's first visit to Wang Dayong's house. It's a very simple house, but it's well organized. Zhang Wenwen sneaked a few nervous glances, then smiled and carried her things into the kitchen.

Wang Dayong also knew what she meant, but he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Do you have an apron?" Zhang Wenwen poked her head out and asked.

"Oh, here."

Wang Dayong handed it to her, and then stood beside him awkwardly, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Zhang Wenwen smiled at him, "What kind of kitchen does a man come into, just sit down for a while, and the food will be ready soon."

Wang Dayong also smiled in agreement. He was a little dazed when he heard this, and then he laughed at himself and said, "You can't say that, what can't you do if you are good at it?"

Zhang Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her head and pursed her lips into a smile, "All right, you can choose from this pile of vegetables."

Wang Dayong took it in response.

Zhang Wenwen liked this honest and honest man more and more, as if she had eaten honey in her heart.

There were not many dishes to choose, when someone knocked on the door suddenly, Wang Dayong thought it was that boy Li Ming, wiped his body with his hand, then walked over and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Wang Dayong was stunned, and Xiao Jue just appeared in front of him in a daze.

Xiao Jue's expression seemed a little uneasy, and when he met Wang Dayong's eyes, he ran away in a panic. He lowered his head and wore a very simple shirt and jeans, looking like a clean student.

"Is there something wrong?" Wang Dayong looked at him with a frown, with some hesitation in his words.

Xiao Jue didn't dare to look up at him, bit his lips and said, "Wang Dayong, tell me, since you don't like you, you shouldn't be pestering you."

Wang Dayong didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Jue, but his heart jumped uncontrollably.

Xiao Jue continued, "I came to you, just to ask you a question, Wang Dayong, if I..."

At this moment, Zhang Wenwen came out suddenly, "Dayong, who is it?"

Speaking of which, Zhang Wenwen walked to Wang Dayong's side, wearing an apron, and her tone seemed intimate and natural. Standing beside Wang Dayong, she was like a pair of masters in this house.

Xiao Jue's words stopped abruptly, and he stared at the two of them with wide eyes, feeling that his blood had turned to ice, his heart was densely covered with needles, they stuck in together, but there was no blood, and he couldn't make a sound from the pain.

The three of them stood there so strangely, time was like a millstone grinding past Xiao Jue's heart, turning all his expectations into dust.

Zhang Wenwen instinctively felt that this scene was wrong, Xiao Jue was really not like the same people as them, and his eyes also made people faintly feel palpitations, she subconsciously pulled Wang Dayong's arm, and asked softly, "Dayong, this is... "

Wang Dayong said in a deep voice, "Friend."

Oh, my friend!

Xiao Jue's heart kept echoing these two words, and his body gradually became cold.

"Xiao Jue, is there anything else you need?" Wang Dayong continued to ask.

Is there anything else?

Xiao Jue, what else do you need?

Xiao Jue...

Xiao Jue's five senses seemed to have lost consciousness at this moment, and even his hands and feet were frozen. After a while, he raised his head as if waking up from a dream, and said softly, "What's the matter, heh, it's all right."