Prisoner's Dilemma

Han Shaojun glanced at him, muttered something, and ignored him.

"Are you scolding me?"

Han Shaojun still ignored him, sat on the sofa and flipped through the newspaper. It was yesterday's newspaper, but he still read it intently.

Jiang Chen made fun of himself, and walked around the living room: "Don't you pour me a glass of water? Is there anyone like you?"

"Go out if you are not satisfied." Han Shaojun said ruthlessly.

Jiang Chen was angry, but he could only hold back, walking up and down in the living room, looking around, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Han Shaojun's anger rose, and he vowed that if Jiang Chen was looking for a sex that didn't exist, he would definitely throw Jiang Chen out.

Jiang Chen's expression was momentarily awkward, he cleared his throat and said, "Where's the custard bun?"

In an instant, a soreness rose from the tip of his nose.How long has it been since anyone mentioned this name?The cat that accompanied him for ten years, the cat that saved his life, accidentally broke into his world, from birth to death.

He still remembered it, thinking about it as soon as he came back...

Han Shaojun took a deep breath and tried to make his voice calm: "Dead."

"Ah!" Jiang Chen exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, then sighed, "He's already dead..."

Sadness does not need to be faked. Although Jiang Chen is heartless, he really likes milk yellow buns. As long as he stuffs cat food, cat litter and cat toys in Han Shaojun's house in China, when he stays at home, no matter where he sits, he always likes it. Hold the custard bag in your arms.

"But it's still very old..." Jiang Chen slumped on the sofa, took out his hand that had been in his pocket all the time, and even took out a cat teasing stick, a small wooden stick with a stick attached to it. A wool mouse, a small feather is the tail of the mouse.

He looked very depressed, with his head down, and he kept playing with the wool mouse, like a giant cat, happily playing with a cat teaser.

After being sad for a while, Jiang Chen asked, "How did it die?"

Han Shaojun really wanted to tell him that the custard bun was impaled to death by the steel bar, and was impaled to death by the steel bar instead of himself. It died a miserable death, its chubby body was like a balloon that had been poked and burst, dripping with blood.But under Jiang Chen's sad eyes, he did not say the cruel words after all.

"Old and dead." Han Shaojun said calmly.

Jiang Chen sighed again, and continued to play with the mouse on the cat stick, without feeling angry with Han Shaojun.

"One morning when I woke up, it stopped moving. It was still lying in the sun as if basking in the sun. There should be no pain." For some reason, Han Shaojun made up a lie. Maybe when he recalled the custard bag, he also Hope it has such an ending.

Jiang Chen seemed relieved, but his mood was still a little low.

The atmosphere was a bit sad and depressing, neither of them spoke, they sat dryly, one read yesterday's newspaper, and the other played with a woolen mouse.

At this time, Chen Weining opened the door and entered the room. He first saw Han Shaojun sitting in front of him, and he shouted energetically: "Mr. Han!"

Jiang Chen turned around, and when he saw this young man who entered the door early in the morning with a key, he frowned fiercely.

"Jiang Shao?" Chen Weining was very surprised.

"You recognize me?" Jiang Chen stood up slowly, with an extremely aggressive aura sweeping over him.

Chen Weining didn't know what to say, Han Shaojun had already walked towards him, took the breakfast from Chen Weining, walked into the restaurant and started eating.

Han Shaojun's behavior was so natural that he seemed to be used to it, Jiang Chen's face became gloomy again, he sat beside Han Shaojun, did nothing or said nothing, and just stared at Han Shaojun while eating breakfast.

Originally, when Han Shaojun had breakfast, Chen Weining always sat by the side to accompany him, but now Jiang Chen was beside him, and from time to time he glanced at him coldly, Chen Weining stood at the table in embarrassment, not knowing what to do .

"Sit down." Han Shaojun didn't look at Jiang Chen at all, and said in harmony to Chen Weining.

The obviously different tone of speaking made Jiang Chen very annoyed. He casually flipped the wrapping paper bag of breakfast and glanced inside, then stretched out his tone: "Are you used to this cold thing? Don't you know that he likes it in the morning?" Do you want something hot?" The second half of the sentence was addressed to Chen Weining.

Chen Weining blushed immediately. Today he bought a sandwich, and he really doesn't know what Han Shaojun likes to eat in the morning, because no matter what he buys, Han Shaojun will eat it all without saying a word.

"No, it's delicious, Xiao Chen, I'll buy this tomorrow." Han Shaojun responded unhurriedly.

Jiang Chen was obviously angry again.

Han Shaojun appeared calm on the surface, but actually he was furious in his heart. It would be fine if someone else said that. What qualifications does Jiang Chen have to pick on breakfast?When did he really care about what he likes to eat in the morning?What's more, as long as he has a temper, he can attack himself. What kind of spectacle will he show to a child?

This breakfast was really not very pleasant, Han Shaojun quickly finished the sandwich, not wanting to face Jiang Chen again.

"I'll get the car out first." Chen Weining went out first.

Han Shaojun changed into his suit and stepped out of the door. Jiang Chen grabbed his arm and said viciously: "I remembered it, no wonder it looks familiar! Is the waiter in the famous building right? What do you mean now, you keep him?" Yet?"

It's only been a while, and Jiang Chen no longer bothers to hide his bad nature.

Han Shaojun said with a cold face: "Don't say it so disgusting!"

"Is it disgusting what I said, or what you did?"

His strikes were not serious, Han Shaojun's right hand was held by him, and the pain was like a needle prick: "Go away!"

Regardless, Jiang Chen grabbed his arms and pressed him against the door, eagerly asking: "Tell me! Did you keep him? Did you sleep with him?"

Han Shaojun tried to struggle, but he couldn't exert any strength with his right hand. Sweat burst out from his forehead because of the pain, but he was unwilling to be subdued by him, but he became more and more forceful: "Yeah, I paid him to follow me, what's wrong?" ?”

Deliberately making the words ambiguous, Jiang Chen misunderstood without any surprise: "You still have the face to admit it! Han Shaojun, what exactly do you mean? What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Han Shaojun gritted his teeth and said, "I want you to stay away from me!"

A shocked expression appeared on Jiang Chen's face. He never dreamed that Han Shaojun, who used to circle around him and always put him first, would actually tell him to stay away.

Chen Weining drove the car to the door, saw Jiang Chen grabbing Han Shaojun's hand and forcing him into a corner, and immediately yelled to get out of the car: "Let go!"

Jiang Chen was hit by him and almost fell down, maybe because he was too surprised, he stepped back a few steps without any resistance.

Chen Weining quickly pulled Han Shaojun aside, squeezed his arm: "President Han, is it important?"

Han Shaojun shook his head palely.

This slightly intimate move angered Jiang Chen again, he rushed forward a few steps and grabbed Chen Weining by the collar: "Get lost!"

Han Shaojun was shocked: "Jiang Chen, let go!"

Chen Weining twisted his body, and managed to break free from Jiang Chen's grasp nimbly, but instead of running away, he stood in front of Han Shaojun, separating the two of them with his body: "Don't touch him!"

Jiang Chen was furious, who dared to yell at him, and dared to stop himself from touching Han Shaojun?Especially a male prostitute who dared to climb Han Shaojun's bed?Simply lawless!He drew out his fist to teach Chen Weining a lesson.

"Enough!" Han Shaojun pushed Chen Weining aside, took a step forward, pressed against Jiang Chen, and pointed to his cheek, "You have to hit here!"

Jiang Chen seemed to have heard something unbelievable again, his eyes widened, his lips trembling uncontrollably: "Are you still protecting him?"

Han Shaojun said maliciously, "Isn't it normal?"

Jiang Chen's face turned gray in an instant, like a thing that was once full of vitality was instantly drained of all its vitality, struggling to survive.He still asked in disbelief: "You actually turned against me for him?"

Han Shaojun didn't want to repeat what he said just now, and pulled Chen Weining: "Let's go."

The two got into the car, and Chen Weining couldn't wait to drive away.

In the rearview mirror, Jiang Chen stood alone in the yard, his figure getting smaller and smaller.Just when he was about to lose sight, Jiang Chen ran wildly. He chased the car recklessly, as if he had the momentum to rush over and drag Han Shaojun out of it.Han Shaojun stared at the rearview mirror in a daze.

But in the end, Jiang Chen still didn't run four wheels. He supported his knees to take a few breaths, and roared with all his strength: "Han Shaojun, you are dreaming!"

The sound penetrated the air and rushed into Han Shaojun's eardrums.What are you dreaming about?To protect Chen Weining in his dreams, or to support him in his dreams?The voice was still echoing in his ears, Han Shaojun closed his eyes, and the right arm that he grabbed was aching.He remembered another sentence he had said to him: Stay away from me!

Chen Weining looked back and saw Han Shaojun clutching his arm, leaning softly on the back of the chair, and asked worriedly: "Mr. Han, did he hurt your hand?"

The anxiety on the young man's face couldn't be faked, why did Jiang Chen think that he would be in pain when he did it?Han Shaojun could only smile wryly: It's not as good as a child.

"I'm fine, you concentrate on driving." Han Shaojun comforted him.

Chen Weining wrinkled his face, but couldn't help but look back several times to see if Han Shaojun was okay: "He...he's gone too far!"

Is it too much?Are you used to it?Han Shaojun thought.

But on second thought, are you really used to it?Apart from Jiang Chen, there is no other person in this world who dares to fight against him. After three years of peaceful life, he is still arguing and confronting again. Are you really used to it?In the past, I was just willing to accept it, but now I am still willing?

impossible!

Han Shaojun sat up straight and resumed his usual calm posture. "Don't pay attention to him." He raised his head proudly, looking straight ahead.

Chen Weining felt strength from those gentle but firm words, and his chaotic emotions miraculously calmed down. Han Shaojun in the rearview mirror was as calm as if nothing had happened, and nothing could shake his decision.