you better not like me

Zhan Ke wanted to ask something else, but the three bosses who had just greeted Chen Yan had already seen him and waved.

So he had no choice but to watch Chen Yan leave with his arms around the woman.

"Damn it, I swear I really just pointed at it." Ji Yi gritted her teeth.

After finding a seat and sitting down, Chen Yan looked at the menu and said, "I met him yesterday."

Ji Yi was even more surprised, "What's going on? Isn't his company in Beijing?"

After Chen Yan finished ordering, he raised his eyebrows when the waiter left and said, "I don't know."

"How about we change places?" Ji Yi asked.

Chen Yan knocked on the table and smiled, "No, you treat me, I want expensive ones."

"Are you okay now?" Ji Yi asked cautiously.

"Do I look bad?" Chen Yan asked back.

"But you are someone who can win an Oscar." Ji Yi glared at him.

"To be honest, it's not very good." Chen Yan said sincerely.

Five years ago, after graduating from university, he and Zhan Ke broke up.

He returned to Pingjiang, and Zhan Ke stayed in Beijing.

Five years.

He had been looking forward to it from the beginning, hoping that Zhan Ke would return to this hometown to visit, and that they would meet by chance one day.Maybe it's an inconspicuous street, maybe a small shop with few people; it's more likely to be at a certain dinner party, a certain bar, a certain hotel, or a certain KTV.

He fantasizes about too many moments of reunion.Maybe that day when he was in a good mood, he would smile and say "what a coincidence"; maybe that day when he was in a bad mood, he would keep a cold face, even if there were thousands of ripples and waves in his heart, he would turn a blind eye and pretend to be calm , passing by Zhan Ke.

After a long time, he gradually forgot to look forward to it.

What's wrong with living this peaceful life like stagnant water?Why bother begging for someone who doesn't have him in his heart.

Chen Yan was sober.

He clearly knew that he couldn't forget Zhan Ke at all, and knew that he couldn't control himself not to like Zhan Ke.

so what.

Just control your words and behavior.

So he looks calm and relaxed.

Ji Yi didn't dare to ask any more questions, she was very afraid that Zhan Ke's appearance would bring Chen Yan back to the state he was in five years ago.

"Do you need me to visit Auntie before the wedding?" Chen Yan suddenly broke the superficial tranquility.

Ji Yi bit her chopsticks, "If it's convenient for you."

Chen Yan nodded, "It's convenient for me at any time, you can arrange the time."

Ji Yi thought for a while, "Tomorrow?"

"Okay." Chen Yan said.

"I'll go back to my place tonight." Ji Yi said.

"Okay." Chen Yan said.

The house belonged to Chen Yan, and since the two decided to get married, Chen Yan asked Ji Yi to move many of her things in, and it became a "marriage room".The two of them in that family went back and forth, maintaining the illusion of living together.

After sending Ji Yi back, Chen Yan drove aimlessly.

The mind was too confused these two days, the cool wind in early April pierced his face through the car window which was opened a third of the time, Chen Yan gathered his clothes.

He stubbornly blew his hands and feet cold, his whole body was covered with a chill, and he didn't go back until he felt that his mind was clear.

Thinking about going to work tomorrow, Chen Yan went back to the wedding room - closer to the company.

Looking at the flickering changes in the elevator numbers, Chen Yan couldn't help but think of last night, the numbers flickered in the same way, and then the door opened, and the person who couldn't expect to come appeared like magic.

Chen Yan subconsciously touched the pockets of his trousers, but realized that he was not wearing a suit today when he found nothing.

Once irritable, I become addicted to smoking.

"Ding--"

With a sound, Chen Yan walked out without raising his eyelids.

"Chen Yan," suddenly came a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Chen Yan raised his head stiffly, and heard the person ask again: "Where have you been?"

Chen Yan frowned.

Can't understand why I met Zhan Ke at the door of my house at night?

In the past two days, this person's appearance rate is too high.

He was so upset.

"Mr. Zhan." Chen Yan said, "What do you want me to do?"

Zhan Ke leaned against the door of Chen Yan's house, with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, his fierce eyes with thick dark circles.

He stared at Chen Yan as he came over, stood by and watched as Chen Yan took out the key to open the door.

The door is open.

But Chen Yan didn't want to treat this uninvited guest with a cup of tea or anything like hypocritical politeness.

He put his hand on the doorknob and turned his head to meet Zhan Ke's eyes.

The impatience on Chen Yan's face was undisguised, "Is there something wrong?"

"I've been waiting for you for two hours." Zhan Ke's hand in his pocket was trembling, maybe it was cold, or maybe he was nervous.Rub your thumb back and forth against the side of your clenched index finger.

Chen Yan nodded, "Well, then go back."

Zhan Ke looked down at his hand holding the doorknob, the hint was too obvious.

But Chen Yan was going to pretend to be blind.

"Please go back?" Chen Yan said.

Zhan Ke gritted his back molars, "I have something to do with you."

Chen Yan simply let go of his hand, and leaned against the door, the key dangling back and forth like an allegro in his hand, "For business matters, you can come to the company to find me tomorrow, oh yes, forget that you don't know, I'm in... ..."

"I know." Zhan Ke interrupted him.

"Ok?"

"I know where you work, it's not about business." Zhan Ke said.

Chen Yan frowned, "What's the matter?"

Zhan Ke didn't speak again.

Chen Yan said: "Private matters? We have nothing personal to talk about. We haven't seen each other for so many years." His tone seemed to be treating a friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, a friend he didn't know very well, and he easily mentioned the past and the five years between them. Years of blankness, as if he didn't care about the previous feelings at all, the past is really the past.

"Can you give me a cup of hot water?" Zhan Ke asked stiffly, enduring the tingling pain in his heart and stomach pain that could not be ignored.

Chen Yan couldn't refuse, so he opened the door and invited him in.

After turning on the lights.

Ladies slippers at the door, high heels in the transparent shoe cabinet, and a small coat on the hanger.The faint smell of perfume, pillows here and there on the sofa, two water glasses on the table, one of which was stained with lipstick that was accidentally applied.

At that moment, Zhan Ke felt that he was going to suffocate.

For the first time, he hated his observation ability so much.

"It's a bit messy, neither of us knows how to do housework, don't mind." Chen Yan saw the obvious paleness on Zhan Ke's face and the uncontrollable mood swings in his eyes, so he wanted to speak a few more provocative words.

Chen Yan couldn't explain clearly, he felt that he was indeed a little sick.

He knows Zhan Ke too well, even if Zhan Ke is a person with very mild emotional ups and downs, he can easily perceive the slightest changes.

Chen Yan pointed to the messy sofa and told Zhan Ke to sit down, please.

Zhan Ke really just sat there.

Chen Yan went to the kitchen to boil water, and Zhan Ke took advantage of this gap to look at the house unconsciously.

Half the clothes hanging on the balcony belonged to that woman.

There are also several bottles of skin care products under the table.

There is also a lipstick lying under the TV.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that my heart is hurting, but I can't help but want to look at it again.

Try to find the slightest flaw from inside.

but no.

This house is full of traces of a woman's life, and the atmosphere of two people's life is everywhere.

Zhan Ke felt that he was about to lose his temper.

From the day he heard the familiar voice say "I'm getting married", he felt that his emotions had begun to derail.

I can't help but want to see him, want to ask what's going on, and try to find evidence to prove that it's fake.

"The water is still boiling. Tell me something. I'm sleepy." Chen Yan sat on the single sofa, leaning lazily, as if to prove that he was really sleepy, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids a little more point.

Zhan Ke's mouth seemed to be tightly sealed with stitches and threads, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Chen Yan and others were almost falling asleep.

When the water was ready, Chen Yan took out a paper cup and poured water for him.

Zhan Ke said, "How long have you been together?"

Chen Yan put the steaming paper cup in front of Zhan Ke.

Sitting down, touched his chin, and said with a smile, "Just this question? Boss Zhan's curiosity, tsk."

After a pause, Chen Yan replied: "Well...just be together for a few months."

Hearing "a few months", Zhan Ke's tense body relaxed a little, and he asked, "Then, are you going to get married so soon?"

Chen Yan nodded, "Well, I'm not too young, and it's almost time to get married at this age."

Zhan Ke lowered his eyelashes, "It's still early."

Chen Yan laughed, "It's getting late, it's time for three."

Zhan Ke: "It's okay...wait for a few more years."

Chen Yan sighed, "You care more than my parents who don't know where they died."

Zhan Ke gritted his teeth, "Marriage is a major event, and it should not be taken lightly."

Until now, if Chen Yan still can't see Zhan Ke's meaning, then his six years of youth will be wasted.

Chen Yan wanted to pick up the painful one and said, "I love her and she loves me too. There is nothing wrong with giving love a result while still young."