After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

It was all quiet outside, and the restaurant was brightly lit. Jiang Yan slowly crossed his arms with his hands, squinted his eyes, and looked at him fixedly. The white light above his head shone on Cheng Jianyu's face, coating the skin with delicate and soft light. Zhishui, he has this look most of the time, no matter what others say, it never seems to concern him, no one can guess what he is thinking.

Just like now, Jiang Yan looked up and down slowly, stood up suddenly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, his tall and straight figure relaxed, his tone was flat, noncommittal, "Well, good."

Cheng Jianyu looked straight at him, and said slowly, "My books and luggage are temporarily placed in the second bedroom, and I will take them away within a week."

Jiang Yan sneered, walked a few steps, turned his head to look at Cheng Jianyu, and said lightly: "The contract stays here, and I will sign it after the lawyer reviews it."

"You don't have to pay back the money, it's a breakup fee."

After he finished speaking, he remained expressionless, opened the door without looking back, and walked straight into the elevator in the private underground garage.

In the early summer, the underground garage is as cold as the end of the year, the air smells of car engine oil, and the automatic sensor lights on the roof follow Jiang Yan's steps, lighting up one by one, making the room feel like daytime.

Two rows of jeweled sports cars were quietly displayed. He casually walked to the side of the car, trying to take out a cigarette from his coat pocket, and felt the thin T-shirt on his body, only to realize that he was leaving in a hurry, without a coat on.

Jiang Yan's hand stayed in the pocket for a few seconds, and slowly clenched into a fist. The veins in his wrist were groaning faintly, and his joints were ringing due to excessive force. He stood still for a moment, and kicked the trash can in front of him violently, and the metal hit the ground " Bang" sounded loudly, echoing in the empty parking lot.

He glanced coldly at the garbage he found on the ground, opened the door of a sports car, bent over and sat in the driver's seat, and took out a half pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the storage box with one hand. The retro-style gear lighter was made of pure copper, with a unique and beautiful shape. It is handy to use, but today, due to the intense tension of the hand muscles, the fingers trembled reflexively, slipping for a long time, and the ignition failed. I lit it a few times, and barely lit a cigarette.

The orange fireworks were flickering, Jiang Yanxu was biting the cigarette, and his blood surged rapidly, causing slight tinnitus. It was 5 minutes since the conversation happened just now, his chest was painful and his mind was restless.

Cheng Jianyu actually wanted to break up with him.

The person who has been obedient to his word for five years, obedient to everything, and who loves him to the bone, wants to break up with him.

The breakup agreement was not a test, including Zai Nan's indifferent attitude, Cheng Jianyu had long made up his mind to break up with him, and waited until the day when the love contract expired.

Cheng Jianyu displayed everything in black and white in front of his eyes, the rules and regulations, well-prepared, impeccable attitude, as if making a deal.

Damn, how long has Cheng Jianyu been waiting for this day.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, pinched his cigarette, put it in the ashtray, put one hand on the steering wheel, and navigated to the Moko Media office building. Even he himself didn't notice the red marks on the back of his hand from the ash falling and burning, and he didn't feel any pain.

The next morning, Moke Media went to work at nine o'clock, and the employees filed in, busy. Brother Chao took two assistants, carrying buns and soy milk, and walked out of the elevator while talking and laughing.

Apart from Moco’s publicity department on the 30th floor, the other half belong to Brother Chao and his employees. The glass curtain wall separates the area, and there is a thick solid wooden door for people to enter and exit.

Brother Chao walked to the door, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, there were a few footprints on the clean white door, the wooden door was opened at some unknown time, and the coded lock that was dying was hanging on the door pitifully, obviously suffered some horrible violence treat.

He walked in the door, and the pure black floor was covered with large flakes of snowflakes, all over the place, brother Chao's breath was stagnant, and his scalp was numb.

Sitting on the single sofa by the window was a tall and thin man, wearing a thin black T-shirt. Brother Chao held his breath and approached cautiously. The silhouette of the man is lonely in the smoke, and the ashtray under the sofa is full of cigarette butts.

Brother Chao felt sorry for his money-making voice. How many cigarettes did he have to smoke? He took the ashtray away hesitantly, and pretended to ask casually, "What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yan raised his jaw, Brother Chao followed his gaze, and there was a document on the reception coffee table, which was the love agreement he signed with Cheng Jianyu back then. His heart moved, "Xiaoyu..."

Looking back, I met Jiang Yan's extremely cold eyes, eyes without any emotion, staring at him for a moment, the whites of the whites were originally sharp, but now they look at people like this, like the vertical pupils of cold-blooded animals, Brother Chao He felt cold all over his body, from his hair to his feet, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Yan, "You read the contract at the time, and you said it was okay."

The cigarette held between Jiang Yan's fingers stopped moving, and he dusted off the ash on the armrest of the sofa with one hand. His voice was a little hoarse, "I'll give you a holiday, and you won't have to go to work in the future."

Brother Chao was startled, his face was bloodless, he knew Jiang Yan's temper after working together for so many years, the more he explained at this time, the more angry he got, and the more he said, the more wrong he said, he choked out a sentence, "Take a good rest. "

He turned around and left the office, closed the door carefully, walked to the central terrace, called Song Yingfei, and asked for foreign aid to put out the fire. Song Yingfei and Jiang Yan had friends, and it was hard to say how good it was. The friendship between a fake straight man and a real straight man was rough and simple. ,go straight.

In less than half an hour, Song Yingfei listened to Brother Chao's nagging with great interest, and begged him to find a way to calm Jiang Yan down. The concert will be held next month. At this time, he kicked the management team. When it's right, I need to smoke less and raise that precious voice.

Song Yingfei nodded again and again, and asked with relish: "Cheng Jianyu really wants to break up with him?"

"I don't know, do you dare to ask Jiang Yan?"

"I dare not, that's why I asked you."

After Song Yingfei finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the seriously injured office. The office with circular floor-to-ceiling windows was brightly lit, and the morning sun was clear. He walked over and sat on the glass coffee table, "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come. It's a happy event."

Jiang Yan didn't even look at him, and spoke clearly and coldly, "Get lost."

From the day the relationship was confirmed, Cheng Jianyu became his person, and every part of his body belonged to him. He had no thought of breaking up with Cheng Jianyu. In his five-year, ten-year plan, Cheng Jianyu was all arranged.

separate?How dare Cheng Jianyu say such a thing.

Song Yingfei was not afraid of death at all, and smiled, "I think Zhou Jueqing is pretty good, how far have you guys developed?"

Jiang Yan raised his eyes inexplicably, glanced at him, his brows were cold, "You owe a beating?"

"What's the matter with you and Zhou Jueqing!" Song Yingfei shook his phone, watching the excitement is no big deal, "You were a hot search for him on his birthday last night, tsk tsk, the birthday gift you gave him was a song, I can't tell You're pretty romantic."

Jiang Yan frowned, leaning on the armrest with one elbow, looking at himself reflected in the glass window, with a cold tone, "The song was written very early, and I passed by his house last night and asked Ah Sheng to give it to him by the way."

"You still know his house? Have you ever gone up to drink tea?" Song Yingfei was invincible, eager to ask.

Jiang Yansen stared at him coldly for a few seconds. Song Yingfei coughed and gave up. He rarely said seriously: "I always thought you two had that kind of relationship, and I wasn't the only one who thought that. Look at each other affectionately for 15 seconds, Zhou Jueqing looks the type you like, right?"

"What party?"

"At the New Year's Eve party, gifs spread all over the place."

Jiang Yan remembered, turned his face impatiently, "He was carrying an antique German guitar on his back, and the paint was rare, I was very interested, that's all."

Song Yingfei was shocked by the truth, and pondered for a while before saying: "I am not the only one who thinks that you have that kind of relationship with him, my sister-in-law must think so too."

"My sister-in-law must be jealous now. I guess my sister-in-law has endured the matter between you and Zhou Jueqing for a long time. Yesterday's hot search was the last straw that broke the camel's back. He likes you so much. You don't remember sister-in-law's birthday, but you can attend Zhou Jueqing's birthday party. Even giving him a song, is it personally unbearable? Just in time for your contract to expire, he borrowed the donkey from the slope to break up with you."

Jiang Yan said softly "Huh?", and the restless mood immediately settled down. What Song Yingfei said made some sense. Cheng Jianyu would not want to break up suddenly. I didn't expect that the scandal with Zhou Jueqing would have such a great influence on Cheng Jianyu, making Cheng Jianyu want to break up This drastic way escaped him.

He pressed his eyes with the palm of his hand, took a long breath, relaxed the tense muscles in his shoulders, and leaned back on the sofa, his heart, which had been anxious all day, felt comfortable.

It's just jealousy, give Cheng Jianyu some face, and find a way to coax Cheng Jianyu well.

Jiang Yan returned home from the company, at ten o'clock in the evening, there was no light in the room, Cheng Jianyu was nowhere to be seen, the leftovers in the restaurant were cleaned up neatly, and the druid's rice bowl was filled with new food.

He sat in the living room and finished smoking a cigarette. The empty house was empty except for the occasional slight footsteps of the Druid. It was strangely deserted. He went upstairs with a cigarette in his mouth, and the neat suitcase was parked in the second bedroom next to the study. This suitcase It was brought by Cheng Jianyu when he moved in.

Jiang Yan breathed out the smoke lightly, copied it in the pocket of his sweatpants with one hand, and walked into the study room. The solid wood bookshelf was full of Cheng Jianyu's books. There were a lot of masterpieces at home and abroad. Cheng Jianyu liked physical books very much. Books have a sense of thickness that cannot be compared with electronic analogies.

He casually took out the hardcover edition of "Daily Care and Domestication of Dogs", and a thin photo on the title page fell to the ground, his heart suddenly moved, a little sore.

The photo is the cover of Jiang Yan's first album "Silence", with an all-black background and a pure white staircase. At the end of the staircase sits a man in a suit in a suit. The line from the bridge of his nose to his Adam's apple is sharp and clear, condescending, looking down upon the gods.

He bowed his head and smiled deeply, picked up the photo and clipped it back into the book, and put it back in its original place. Cheng Jianyu really liked himself, and he didn't show the photo and surroundings. This photo can only be printed by Cheng Jianyu, to see things and think about others.

Think why he didn't tell him?Making a video is much more convenient than looking at photos, how stupid.

Jiang Yan was happy physically and mentally, took a bath and changed clothes, and lay lazily on the bed, pillowing his arms, Cheng Jianyu's scent of sweet orange perfume lingering on the quilt permeated his nose, making him feel comfortable and at ease like a hypnotic.

Finally, I don't have to fall asleep like last night.