you better not like me

Every time Zhan Ke talked about Chen Yan's marriage, his whole body seemed to be submerged in sea water, deprived of breathing, and lost the ability to struggle.

The heart seemed to be drenched by scalding water, and it was so painful that I lost consciousness for a while.

But the whole body is cold.

Every time he cut himself apart like this, Zhan Ke's pride was scattered into ashes and fell into the dust.

After a long time, Zhan Ke's consciousness gradually came back, he turned around mechanically, saw Chen Yan's closed eyes, and heard the sound of long breathing at the same time.

Zhan Ke went out, put the water glass in the kitchen, came out and sat on the sofa, lowered his head, and covered his face with his hands.

He seemed to be put into a steamer indirectly.

To be able to breathe occasionally is to be at ease with "Chen Yan is here".

How long has he not seen Chen Yan falling asleep, and how long has he not heard his breathing.

I vaguely remember that at that time Chen Yan couldn't sleep well at night, would talk in his sleep, would suddenly come over and hug him tightly, and Da Xia Tian would also crawl into his arms.

He is a light sleeper and often wakes up in the middle of the night.Frowning, he pushed the person in his arms away, and moved aside by himself, but after a while, Chen Yan would come over again.

Then it was gone.

Later, when a person sleeps alone, the sound of breathing is his own, and the night is his own.

"Chen Yan." Zhan Ke's voice came out muffled, and his voice was hoarse.

The power of these two words is too great, and it will make him tremble while he has been proud for so many years.

When Chen Yan woke up the next day, it was already daylight.

He fell asleep and felt that he had difficulty breathing, and he woke up after holding back.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to frown and push the person who blocked his breathing.

He's not awake yet, and his brain hasn't slowed down yet.

All he knew was that he was surrounded by someone, and he couldn't breathe because of the pressure, and he was still hugged tightly.

Zhan Ke woke up as soon as he pushed it, and looked down at the person in his arms sleepily.

I didn't have much strength early in the morning, and Chen Yan's push didn't work at all.

"Are you awake?" Zhan Ke released him a little.

Chen Yan frowned and pushed him again, "I can't get angry anymore."

Zhan Ke was stunned for two seconds, then quickly let him go, "Sorry, I fell asleep and didn't realize it."

It wasn't until here that Chen Yan's mind slowly started to turn, he opened his eyes suddenly, "Zhan Ke?" His voice was so hoarse.

He just felt that the voice sounded familiar.

Zhan Ke propped himself up and sat up, looked down at him, a little helpless.

I was sad until half the night, and the little drunk didn't even know who took him away.

"Have a headache?" Zhan Ke asked.

After being asked, Chen Yan belatedly felt bursts of pain in his brain, as if his brain was about to explode.

He replied hoarsely, "Well, is this a hotel?"

Zhan Ke turned over and got out of bed, took out his own suit from the closet, and put it beside the bed.

"my home."

It was only then that Chen Yan realized that the decoration really didn't look like a hotel.

She got so drunk that she ran to her ex-boyfriend's house.

Chen Yan resisted the headache and sat up, only to realize that he was not wearing yesterday's clothes.

It's not his clothes at all.

"Where are my clothes?"

Zhan Ke pointed in the direction of the balcony, "You woke up after sleeping for an hour and vomited. It was all dirty. I washed it for you."

Zhan Ke was sitting in the living room, and heard something was wrong in the bedroom, and when he rushed in to look, it had already started to flow down the corner of his mouth.

He hurried over to help Chen Yan to the toilet, and saw him holding the toilet and throwing up for half an hour.

After tossing him back and forth for an hour, Chen Yan fell asleep again.

Zhan Ke was busy changing the sheets and quilt, and changed Chen Yan's clothes.

He washed his clothes, hung them out, and took a shower again.

After a busy night, I didn't sleep long at all.

Chen Yan obviously didn't remember anything, and it was impossible for Zhan Ke to take credit for these trivial things, but he was still a little disappointed.

"What time is it?" Chen Yan glanced out the window and squinted his eyes.

The mobile phone was actually on the bedside table behind him, but Zhan Ke chose to go over and pick it up and hand it to him.

"Are you in a hurry today?" Zhan Ke asked.

"Probably not." Chen Yan said, "Can you pour me a glass of water? Thank you."

With the dazzling 11:21 on the screen, Chen Yan didn't know how long he hadn't slept until past eleven.

Opened WeChat, there was a message from his assistant, asking him why he didn't go back to the hotel at night, and is he safe now?

When: Don't worry, at a friend's house, safe

The assistant replied in seconds, "Then you don't have to rush back here today, the air ticket is tomorrow afternoon, everyone is out to play."

Time: ok, thanks

There are also two funny videos sent by Ji Yi at the bottom, Chen Yan clicked on them, and he poked the laughing point, but his head hurt even more when he laughed.

Zhan Ke just brought water, and as soon as he entered the door, Chen Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked over to take the cup from him, and said "thank you" again.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Zhan Ke asked.

Chen Yan took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and he felt much better in an instant.

"I'll go back to the hotel." Chen Yan put down the cup, "Are there disposable toiletries?"

Zhan Ke said yes, and he went into the bathroom.

Zhan Ke stood there a little at a loss. He wanted to cook for him when he was hungry, but he was rejected as soon as he came up.

He doesn't know what Chen Yan likes to eat now.

After Chen Yan finished washing, he went out of the bathroom and found that Zhan Ke was still standing there. He was startled and subconsciously took a step back.

"Why are you still here?" He walked over to pick up the cup that had just been placed on the table, and began to gulp.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhan Ke asked a little stiffly.

Chen Yan stopped holding the cup, "I'm going back to the hotel...do you want to cook for me?" Halfway through the speech, Chen Yan realized Zhan Ke's intentions.

In fact, what should surprise him most now is that Zhan Ke can actually cook.

At the beginning, the ten fingers were not exposed to the spring water, except for the callus that was worn out on the first joint of the right middle finger after many years of writing, the hand was whiter and tenderer than some girls' hands.

Zhan Ke opened his mouth, but said nothing.

After holding back for a while, he repeated: "What do you want to eat?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, he had hardly seen Zhan Ke's awkward look.

He casually said two dishes with light taste, Zhan Ke took out his mobile phone from his pocket and walked out after hearing it.

When Zhan Ke was cooking, Chen Yan stood aside in his pajamas and watched with arms folded.

Zhan Ke felt a little nervous.

Even though I have been cooking for so many years, I still get so nervous that I forget to add salt.

"There is no salt." Chen Yan reminded.

Zhan Ke quickly picked up the salt shaker.

"When did you learn to cook?"

Zhan Ke pursed his lips, "It's been many years."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, "When we broke up, you still only know how to boil water and instant noodles."

Suddenly hearing the word "break up", Zhan Ke's hand movements holding the spatula to stir fry became mechanical.

"Well, it will happen later." Zhan Ke took a deep breath and kept calm.

Chen Yan said with a smile: "Then I am really unlucky."

"what?"

"I've been chasing you for four years, and we've been together for two years. You don't know anything except studying. Once you break up, you understand everything. Am I overpowering you? The incompatibility hinders your development?" Chen Yan joked.

Zhan Ke clenched his back molars, and the words popped out from between his teeth, "Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Yan clapped his hands, then spread them out, and said helplessly, "OK."

"I didn't kill you." Zhan Ke added in a strange way.

"I don't care either." Chen Yan said in a relaxed tone.

But Zhan Ke was even angrier.

"Aren't you going to work today?" Today is still a working day, so I have time to rest, but this man who is facing a pot of food is not.

Zhan Ke: "I rest."

Chen Yan was surprised, "Do you rest on weekdays?"

Zhan Ke: "The boss gave himself a holiday."

Chen Yan: "It's sour, I will be so willful when I win [-] million."

Zhan Ke: "You don't need to win [-] million, you can do it now."

Chen Yan: "You will be fired, do you think the family business is easy to fool?"

Zhan Ke: "You change jobs and come to my place. I will pay you double salary and allow you to take three days off a week."

It didn't look like he was joking at all.

Of course, it is impossible for Chen Yan to change jobs, he just commented: "We have a lot of money."

Zhan Ke lowered his head and laughed, "It's only in the past two years that things have improved. There's a lot of money."

Chen Yan actually didn't know Zhan Ke at all.

In the past, he was able to do things about Zhan Ke-everything was fine, he remembered things better than himself, and he knew himself better than Zhan Ke himself in many small things.

But now Chen Yan doesn't even know what industry Zhan Ke is engaged in.

Zhan Ke turned around and said to him, "Drink more water. The water is on the tea table. I can't walk away. You pour it yourself."

Chen Yan walked over according to his words, poured water into the cup, and took a drink into his mouth again. Only then did he realize that what Zhan Ke said just now was a bit strangely "polite"?

Is he going to come over and pour water for himself if he can walk away?

Chen Yan shook his head, he was subconsciously analyzing Zhan Ke again, this is not a good habit.

Zhan Ke was busy for a long while, and finally brought the food to the table. It looked good, and Chen Yan also felt that he had quite an appetite.

But halfway through eating, Chen Yan suddenly stopped.

He looked at the more and more dishes in the bowl, and Zhan Ke took back the chopsticks that were still in mid-air just after he finished holding the dishes for him.

Suddenly sighed.

Chen Yan poked the tofu in the bowl with his chopsticks, and the words were obviously addressed to Zhan Ke, "Why are you so flattering me?"

Zhan Ke's expression was as usual, perhaps because all his movements were unnatural in front of Chen Yan, so it seemed that his current movements were a little natural.

"Huh?" He pretended not to understand.

Chen Yan didn't believe it, he said sincerely: "It makes me feel good that you please me so much."

Zhan Ke's face was obviously pale, and he heard Chen Yan explain again: "I used to be so kind to you, but you didn't respond to me, and now you suddenly please me like this. I feel good, but also feel scared."

"I'm afraid, if I believe that you are really good to me, in a few days you will treat me like before."

Zhan Ke lowered his eyes, and abruptly changed the subject, "You have been drinking more these years."

But I didn't want this seemingly perfect second topic to make Chen Yan have more to say.

"Of course." Chen Yan said, "Guess how I practiced drinking?"

Zhan Ke has already realized that something is wrong, and wants to drag the topic away again, but Chen Yan can't give him a chance.

He poked his head down at the rice in the bowl, and said in a low voice that he didn't know.

Then I heard Chen Yan say——

"Because after I was broken up, I was addicted to alcohol. It took me three months to practice the amount of alcohol that I yearned for before." Chen Yan said very easily, "Zhan Ke, don't please me, when I face you , I can't help but want to see you sad, see you down, see you collapse - I also hope that all your emotions are caused by me, you'd better stay away from me."