You chased me back

Zhang Jian took care of Ning Xiancheng in the hospital for a day and a night. It was Ning Xiancheng who urged him to go home to get some change of clothes. Only then did he realize that Xiang Huailin had already left at some point.For some reason, my heart felt a little empty.

Zhang Jian took out the key and opened the door, and the room was filled with white smoke.Xiang Huailin was sitting on the sofa in the living room smoking a cigarette, with his long legs crossed on the coffee table, cigarette butts spread all over the floor, and two empty bottles of whiskey in his hand.Zhang Jian couldn't see his expression clearly because of the smog.Only a hoarse and unreasonable voice can be heard:

"Are you back? Or are you leaving?"

Zhang Jian's heart felt as if he had been hit hard with a hammer. Fortunately... Fortunately, he didn't have to look directly into Huailin's eyes, otherwise the guilt alone would drive him crazy.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head to change his shoes, and tried to calmly say:

"I... come to pack something."

Zhang Jian said "come", not "come back".Xiang Huailin chuckled vaguely twice, his voice sounded sick and scary.Five years, he has loved Huailin with all his heart and soul for six years, and a person who has slept with him for five years can have such a close relationship with him overnight.

Zhang Jian packed up the boxes and stood in the living room.

The two were deadlocked like this, and the air was filled with despair.Zhang Jian didn't feel like clenching her fists tightly. When she spoke, she realized that her voice was trembling:

"I am leaving."

Xiang Huailin narrowed his eyes slightly, staring blankly at the wall in front of him, and said lazily:

"Are you coming back?"

Zhang Jian turned her head to resist the dull pain in her heart, closed her eyes hard, and said in a cold voice:

"Xiang Huailin, let's... let's go here..."

Xiang Huailin laughed mockingly twice, spit out the burnt cigarette butt in his mouth, and mechanically lit another one. His voice was as lazy and arrogant as ever, but his trembling fingers still betrayed all his emotions:

"Zhang Jian, I have been with you for five years, and you still follow him without looking back when he comes back. I think you are so careless."

It seemed that something was pulling at the heart, Zhang Jian was in pain and wanted to dig it out.Zhang Jian raised her head and took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, she turned around and walked towards the door.As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Jian felt the wind behind her, and then Xiang Huailin kicked the door hard.

He grabbed Zhang Jian's collar and violently pressed him against the wall. His seductive peach eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Zhang Jian with resentment. His whole body exuded a violent aura, which made Zhang Jian's heart tremble.

"Are you really going? You *him* say it again! You *him* say it again! Zhang Jian...how dare you do this to me!"

Zhang Jian has seen all kinds of Xiang Huailin, the flamboyant ones, the proud ones, the stubborn ones, the heartless ones, the charming ones, the naive ones...every one is so good-looking that people can't take their eyes off it.Xiang Huailin, who was kicked out of the house by Xiang Zhengguo, didn't even frown. It turned out that breaking up with him could really drive him crazy.

Xiang Huailin lowered his head, resting on Zhang Jian's heart, and suddenly burst out laughing:

"Hahahaha... Zhang Jian... I'm just so sincere, I'll give it all to you... You fucking can still throw me on the ground... Are you still human... Are you still human?!"

He watched Xiang Huailin raise his head from his chest, his eyes were blood red, tears filled his eyes, and overwhelmed, they rolled down from those peach blossom eyes that made the world look pale, and hit him on his collar. It made Zhang Jian's eyes turn red for a moment.

"You said you'd take care of it...funny I still believe you won't leave me...hahahahahahahaha"

Xiang Huailin raised his fist violently, his eyes full of resentment and anger.Zhang Jian closed her eyes without raising her hand.

However, the fist didn't land on his face as Zhang Jian thought, but the sound of broken glass and heavy muffled sound exploded in his ears.

Immediately after Zhang Jian had a pain in his lips, Xiang Huailin pressed the back of Zhang Jian's head vigorously to force him to lower his head, gnawing*biting*licking*biting roughly on that ruthless lips, Zhang Jian frowned in pain but couldn't break free .

Suddenly, Zhang Jian was stunned—Xiang Huailin's tears flowed down Zhang Jian's graceful chin drop by drop, it was so cold, something seemed to collapse in her heart.

After a long time, Xiang Huailin had vented enough, but he still didn't let go of Zhang Jian, but trapped him between his arms, buried his face in Zhang Jian's neck, and kissed him lightly just like when he confessed his mistake coquettishly Kissing the warm skin there, tremblingly said:

"Don't go... can you please... please Zhang Jian... think about it again... you..."

Xiang Huailin, who is so proud, and Xiang Huailin, who is so arrogant, is now... begging him, begging him to stay.

In an instant, the sense of guilt exploded in Zhang Jian's heart like a bomb, shattering the last bit of reason.Even Zhang Jian couldn't explain why, he pushed Xiang Huailin away as if his hand had been burned suddenly.

Xiang Huailin was unprepared, and was pushed back several steps by him, staring at Zhang Jian in disbelief, as if he had been slapped severely.

Zhang Jian didn't dare to look at Huai Lin's injured eyes, quickly lowered her head, and said in a trembling voice:

"I'm sorry...", turned around and stumbled away

Xiang Huailin stood where he was, staring at the open door, and suddenly felt cold, so cold that he shivered all over.

How happy Zhang Jian left. He didn't even take a second look at the house where they lived together for five years.

Why didn't I find out before, this room is really fucking big.They sat face to face at the dinner table, their pair of blue and pink couple slippers, the game controller they used to sleep on the sofa together...everything that made Xiang Huailin happy and willing to sacrifice his life...now it seems It's disgusting like it's rusted.

Xiang Huailin rushed into the bathroom, and suddenly vomited uncontrollably, as if he wanted to vomit out his heart and lungs.

Cheerful music sounded in the room, Xiang Huailin fumbled for a long time before taking out the phone from his pocket.

Immediately, Li Yuchuan's furious voice rang over the phone:

"What are you doing? Don't answer the phone for half a day!"

"Come to my house... Hurry up... Now..." Xiang Huailin held back his nausea, and managed to finish his sentence.

Li Yuchuan immediately sensed that something was wrong, and said anxiously:

"What's the matter with you, second child? What happened..."

Xiang Huailin frowned tightly, limp on the ground, unable to waste any more words, and yelled weakly and hysterically at the phone:

"...fuck *you* mother* I let you come to my house! Come on..."

If he stays here any longer, maybe he will really die, disgusting... uncontrollable nausea, everything here suddenly makes him feel so bad... If anyone can set the fire for him now For all of this, he will definitely be grateful.