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

Chapter 50

Cheng Jianyu closed the thin laptop, leaned back on the chair, and stared at the beautifully colored rice cakes for a few seconds. The dessert shop made excellent appearance, but he didn't have the slightest appetite.

He lost his composure.

It's obviously a matter of your love and my wish, and there is no mutual debt, so why bother to overturn the old account, will such an old account be overturned?

Jiang Yan was together for five years, he watched with cold eyes, stayed out of it, looked down on this farce from above, when the time came, he walked away gracefully, in front of Jiang Yan, he seemed to be wearing hard armor, impeccable.

But, did he really not hate at all?

There are two sides of rationality and sensibility in human beings. If there is only rationality, it is a robot. How can one not care about indifference, contempt, and playfulness in a relationship in the sensibility?

It was as if he had plunged his head into the icy snow field in order to survive. After five years of blizzards, he was bone-chilling day and night. Even if he regained consciousness, the deep chilblains on his body had not healed.

This kind of pain is the price of sobriety, which makes him see himself and Jiang Yan clearly, and firmly remember that he can never fall into the emotional trap.

A few days later, Cheng Jianyu sent Wen Yueming to the airport. October entered autumn, the temperature fluctuated from high to low, and there were many people wearing short-sleeved sweaters on the street. In just a few months, it seemed like years.

The assistant lifted up the trunk and took out two boxes of luggage. The wheels were rolling on the marble floor. Wen Yueming opened the door and got out of the car. Just as he was walking, he turned around again, leaned slightly, and pressed his elbows on the car window. There was a smile on the brows and eyes, "Little friend, what specialty do you want?"

"Coffee?" Cheng Jianyu had heard that Ethiopian coffee was very famous, and it was said that it tasted a bit floral.

Wen Yueming took out the notebook he carried with him, slowly wrote it down, and said casually: "In addition to coffee, diamonds are also famous here."

Cheng Jianyu was a little dazed and dazed, feeling like he was being molested, but Wen Yueming's serious expression seemed to be an illusion.

Wen Yueming looked at him in a daze, couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his cheek, and said in a low voice: "Think carefully, don't lie to me, let alone yourself."

Cheng Jianyu made a soft "um" and watched his back disappear at the entrance of the airport. The car was quiet for a while, raised his head, and took a deep breath. Even though Wen Yueming repeatedly told him not to force him, he still didn't know what to do .

When he was young, he liked Wen Yueming. This man is so special, elegant, broad knowledge, and extraordinary conversation, just like a noble son in a book. His boring and poor life is like peeping into the sky. It turns out that the world is so big.

Relying on his youthful vigor, he acted recklessly and desperately chased after the light, but in the end it was a moth to the flame, he burned his wings, and extinguished the lamp of yearning.

As he grew up, this relationship was lengthened by the years, he still liked Wen Yueming, respected him, and admired him, but he didn't want to be together anymore.

It was like a box of chocolates that he was looking forward to and dreaming of, he thought about it day and night, and turned it over and over again, but after a few years, the box of chocolates opened to him, still sweet, but he no longer likes sweets.

In the VIP waiting hall, just as Wen Yueming walked in, he raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yan leaning on the milky white sofa unrestrainedly, with his long legs stretched straight on the edge of the coffee table, arms folded idly, looking extremely impatient from head to toe.

Wen Yueming asked the assistant to check the luggage, walked over, and sat opposite Jiang Yan, "Come see me?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yan nodded his jaw, and glanced at the airport avenue outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Cheng Jianyu doesn't want to see me."

Wen Yueming lowered his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to take out a British newspaper from the magazine folder, read it slowly, and said, "You still remember that I am your uncle."

Jiang Yan frowned, retracted his legs and put them on the ground, sitting upright, "It was my fault that I was at your house last time, I can't accept Cheng Jianyu and you..."

Thinking of it, my chest felt tight, my blood rushed to my head, and I couldn't say those two words.

"I accept your apology." Wen Yueming pressed his slender fingers on the pages of the newspaper, looked at the manicness in Jiang Yan's eyes, and suddenly sighed, "Xiao Yan, I like Cheng Jianyu. I have met many people, but I have never met them before." As much as he does, that's not the main reason I'm getting involved with you."

Jiang Yan frowned into the word Chuan, and looked straight at him, making the two words like that hurt so much, Cheng Jianyu also liked Wen Yueming, wouldn't the two of them be in love with each other?

Wen Yueming's eyes were complicated. At this time, the waiter brought two cups of coffee, and he pushed the cups in the direction of Jiang Yan, "Have you never noticed that Cheng Jianyu has a problem?"

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Yan glanced at the coffee and remained motionless.

Wen Yueming's voice suddenly dropped, "He treats all the friends around him very well, but he has a strong sense of distance from other people and maintains a 'false intimacy' with everyone."

"What do you mean?"

"Pseudo-intimacy refers to deliberately keeping a distance from others in interpersonal communication, refusing to be too intimate, looking very independent and decisive, and calm, but psychologically this is a kind of distrust of the outside world." Wen Yueming said Come on, lower your head, pinch the bridge of your nose, and sigh quietly.

Jiang Yan belonged to the heartless kind. He felt that Cheng Jianyu was quite cold, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Does he have a mental illness?"

"It's not technically a mental illness."

Wen Yueming was silent for a few seconds, looked at Jiang Yan and said, "In medicine, this is called intimacy phobia."

"Commonly known as love impotence."

Jiang Yan stared straight at him, with cold currents in his eyes, "Love is impotent, doesn't he love you very much?"

Wen Yueming was speechless, picked up the coffee on the table, sipped, and said kindly: "Jiang Yan, we are talking about Cheng Jianyu, not me and him, because of what happened to me, Cheng Jianyu felt guilty and couldn't enter the next relationship, and because of you The rough handling of this relationship made him close his heart tightly."

"Don't veto it. As far as I know, people who are incapable of love will be mistaken for an excellent partner. Whether it is daily communication or private life, everything is harmonious and impeccable. If you don't delve into it, you won't feel it. Uncomfortable. But once you want deeper emotional connection, sorry, they can't do it, it sounds ridiculous, but it's true, they do everything they should do, but they just can't love people."

Jiang Yan stared intently at Wen Yue's formation. Apart from not loving him, Cheng Jianyu was indeed perfect. Even if he broke up, he did so beautifully. He seemed to have a heavy burden on his chest. He took a deep breath, "You don't have to worry about it, I will find a way to pry it out. Open his door."

Wen Yueming shook his head slowly, and said seriously: "Jiang Yan, a normal intimate relationship is not like your parents, controlling and guarding against each other, but tolerant and understanding. You are too seriously influenced by your parents, I can't let you come Solve Cheng Jianyu's problem."

The irrefutable condemnation pierced his heart, Jiang Yan pursed his thin lips hard, his eyes were red, suppressing his emotions, "I just love him fucking, I don't care if he is incapable of loving, I just need to love him!"

Wen Yueming raised his hand, looked down at his watch, and sighed softly. Today, he sighed more often, "I know you like him, I see your possessiveness, your control, you will only push him away like this." farther."

He and Jiang Yan are not only "rivals in love", but also have an inseparable blood relationship. He understands the complicated relationship between Jiang Yan's family, and he is powerless to see Jiang Yan's ups and downs. He pities Jiang Yan and feels sorry for Cheng Jianyu.

A person who doesn't know how to love others meets someone who is incapable of love. It's like a planet colliding with the earth.

How could he let Cheng Jianyu repeat the same mistakes?

Wen Yueming stood up, lightly patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder, and walked towards the boarding aisle. Jiang Yan leaned on the sofa, covering his eyes with the back of his hand as if afraid of light, and breathing deeply. Accepting Cheng Jianyu's indifference and alienation is not good for him, but if Cheng Jianyu is forever, he will never like him.

What the hell is there to look forward to in life? He can't accept this result.

The author has something to say: There really is a disease of "love incapacity", and quite a lot of people suffer from it.