you better not like me

Chen Yan's eyes were distracted, and it took a long time before he slowly raised his eyes to meet Zhan Ke's eyes.

"Who's to blame?"

Zhan Ke smiled slightly, "Blame me."

The voice was still muffled, and Chen Yan guessed the word by mouth.

Chen Yan felt that his smile was dazzling, so he withdrew his eyes and stared straight ahead.It was Zhan Ke's fair-skinned neck that caught his eye. He squinted his eyes, and then bit down hard.

Zhan Ke couldn't breathe smoothly due to the pain, and he subconsciously leaned back a little. He put his hands on the back of Chen Yan's head instead, and didn't make a sound to stop him.

Jian Le's angry voice could still be heard from time to time in the bedroom, but Chen Yan couldn't hear the content clearly, and his attention was all on one thing——

If he tried harder, Zhan Ke would die.

bleeding.

The sweet blood stained his teeth, lips, and stained the corners of his mouth.

Chen Yan relaxed.

"Who is to blame?" he asked again.

Zhan Ke couldn't help trembling in pain. He looked down at Chen Yan who was staring at his wound, and gently rubbed the hand on the back of his head, "Blame me."

Chen Yan licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and waved Zhan Ke's hand away, "Why is your blood bitter? Is it because your heart is dark?"

When Jian Le rushed to the living room to return the phone, his eyes were red with anger. Panting heavily, he threw the phone down in front of Zhan Ke, and said loudly, "Thank you!"

Zhan Ke, who was covering his neck with a piece of paper, glanced at him and said nothing.

"Brother Chen Yan, you...can you take me in for a few more days?" Jian Le bit her lower lip and discussed with Chen Yan.

Chen Yan said: "Okay, anyway, I..."

Zhan Ke interrupted him, "No!"

Chen Yan and Jian Le looked at him together, Zhan Ke glanced coldly at Jian Le, and landed on Chen Yan, he insisted and said: "No!"

Said that a friend was staying overnight, Zhan Ke could barely calm down his anger.

But how many days is "take a few more days"?three days?five days?a month?

impossible.

How could he let a man of unknown origin live under the same roof as Chen Yan for such a long time.

Chen Yan ignored him, and continued to say to Jian Le: "Leave him alone. Stay, anyway, I'm bored by myself."

Zhan Ke answered again, "No, no, you can find me if you are bored, I can come anytime."

Chen Yan frowned, "Are you finished? What does it have to do with you?"

Zhan Ke was choked, but soon, he shook his head again, "No."

Jian Le scratched her head in embarrassment, "Then it's still..."

Chen Yan said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

"How long will you stay? I'll book you a hotel in the short term, and I can rent you a room in the long term." Zhan Ke looked at Jian Le.

He was fierce-looking, and when he looked at Jian Le coldly, the latter felt his hairs stand on end.

Jian Le quickly waved her hand: "Forget it, I'll go home."

Chen Yan patted the sofa, "Some things are inappropriate to say now, but not saying it doesn't mean I agree with you intervening in my affairs."

Zhan Ke has been trembling nervously since he said no, he was afraid that Chen Yan would hate him, but he was even more afraid that other men would live with Chen Yan.Just thinking about it makes him feel scared.

He pretended not to hear.

Chen Yan asked: "Is there no way to ease the relationship with your father?"

He pointed to the sofa to Jian Le, motioning him to sit down.

After Jian Le sat down, she said dejectedly: "I thought he was really worried about me, but in the end... he asked me to see a psychiatrist. My running away from home didn't help at all. Am I too naive? The threat of running away from home is not a threat."

Chen Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip, "I don't know much about family relations, but if you can't communicate well, just hide away."

Jian Le put her elbows on her knees and hugged her head.

"I shouldn't have told them."

"If I don't tell them, they won't know."

"I'm normal for the time being, so I don't need to see a psychiatrist."

His voice was muffled, Jian Le was not good at suppressing emotions at all, his emotions were very exposed, and others could tell at a glance that he was suffering.

Chen Yan stood up and poured him a glass of water.

Then said: "Whether you say it or not, you are normal, not temporarily, but always."

Chen Yan knew too well what kind of response Jian Le wanted to get when she said these words.

It is the affirmation of others, the affirmation over and over again.

Because he stubbornly believed that he was right, but at the same time doubted himself.

I urgently need the words of others to bless my inner persistence.

Chen Yan knew what he wanted to hear.

So he just said what.

Jian Le's condition was not much better, but she stopped talking.

Chen Yan thought, he probably quarreled with himself.

There are two villains living in my heart, and the little black man said: Listen to your father, you are sick, you should go see it, and get cured sooner.

The little white man said: I am not sick.

Chen Yan said: "Pingjiang is such a big place, it's not enough to meet someone you like, it's quite normal."

The little white man said: Yes, this is very normal.

Chen Yan said: "When you have the conditions to go to more places and meet more people in the future, maybe it's because true love is too rare. God will choose one out of ten thousand for your marriage."

The little white man said: Yes, yes.

Chen Yan said: "What kind of people are there in this world? It's not unusual for any kind of people."

The little white man said: I am just one of the uncommon people.

Jian Le suddenly laughed. He raised his head and looked at Chen Yan with crooked eyes, "Brother, you're really good at talking."

Every sentence is stuck in his heart.

Chen Yan raised his chin, "No matter what, I graduated from Tsinghua University, so I have to be worthy of my alma mater."

Jian Le was taken aback, "Damn it!"

Chen Yan deliberately said: "Hasn't Ji Yi ever told you such a thing worth showing off? This is too contemptuous of me."

"Brother, did you study psychology in college?" Jian Le asked curiously.

Chen Yan said: "I didn't study psychology, but I really want to study finance."

Jane Le was puzzled.

Chen Yan stretched, "The odds of winning the lottery will be higher."

Zhan Ke sat on the side without saying a word. He watched Chen Yan pull out a person who had fallen into a psychological abyss with a few words, and saw Chen Yan talking freely and freely, as if he was really just comforting from the perspective of others.

Bursts of dull pain hit his heart, and Zhan Ke felt that his breathing was as difficult as being bitten by Chen Yan's neck, but it was not as happy as that.

Physical pain is pain without any impurities.

The pain in my heart is that every word will turn into a sharp knife, with emotion, pain, distress, and regret, stabbing the softest piece of flesh in my heart one after another.

The heart is impenetrable, and the poisonous blade can never give him a clean blow, just torturing him like this.

Every time Chen Yan comforted Jian Le, he felt pain.

"Chen Yan..." He couldn't help shouting hoarsely.

Chen Yan turned to look at him when he heard the sound.

"Are you... hungry? Let me cook for you." Zhan Ke said.

Chen Yan didn't understand Zhan Ke's reason for asking "Are you hungry" as soon as he saw him, and he didn't have time to delve into it.

Chen Yan was too lazy to be polite, pointed to the kitchen and said, "See if there is anything in the refrigerator, I can't remember."

Zhan Ke opened the refrigerator door—it was empty.

He poked his head out and said to Chen Yan: "No, I'll go buy it."

Chen Yan nodded at him, then turned to continue chatting with Jian Le.

Zhan Ke stood there motionless, staring at Chen Yan. The latter was so stared at, he couldn't help but turned around and said, "Aren't you going to buy it?"

Zhan Ke pointed at Jian Le, "He will go with me."

Chen Yan: "You want to move all the breakfast shops here?"

Jian Le: "..."

Zhan Ke: "No, I don't know the way."

The author has something to say: Don't be like Chen Yan, biting your neck is dangerous.Zhan Ke owes him.

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