can you tease me

Since Zhang Ming met Jian Chen that day, he seemed to be a different person when he came back.The originally bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and dimmed.His face was pale, and the flesh that had just grown on his face gradually disappeared, and his cheekbones protruded high.

He began to like lying on the window sill by himself, staring into the distance with blank eyes.But he didn't dare to close his eyes, as soon as he closed his eyes, the dazzling picture of that day would appear in front of his eyes.

Ever since he found out that Jian Chen had a girlfriend, all Zhang Ming could think about was the good times Jian Chen and himself had in the past, as well as what Jian Chen and his current girlfriend would experience in his head.

Will Jian Chen take her to eat at the small restaurant we went together before?Will Jian Chen take her to the amusement park? . . .Will Jian Chen take her to our secret base? . .

The heart seems to be roasted and fried over and over again.But maybe it's because people are so sad that they want to cry but they can't.

Once, just once, for the last time, to see everything we had before, and I'd give up.Zhang Ming shouted loudly in his heart, as if he wanted to put an end to the love between himself and Jian Chen, as if he had shouted, everything would return to the original point after he did it.

Or maybe everything should have ended, the self in the previous life owned him, fell in love with him and knew each other.And in this life, he should have other fate, so how could he stop it.

The Buddha said that everything depends on fate.And I am destined to miss him in this life, letting go is a kind of relief.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and everyone was in a hurry, worrying about something, or worrying about work, or getting used to this state, but none of this had anything to do with Zhang Ming.

The sounds on the street were very chaotic, filling Zhang Ming's ears.But he is like a body, moving mechanically, unable to hear all this, walking alone in this familiar city, but also feels strange.And this crazy loneliness, like air, tightly wrapped around Zhang Ming, almost suffocating.

Zhang Ming walked through the streets and came to the small restaurant that he and Jian Chen liked very much.Although the small restaurant is located in a remote place, its business is booming.The boss is from the Northeast, with a sense of boldness in his bones.Zhang Ming still vaguely remembered that when he and Jian Chen came here, they could always eat the boss's specialty dishes.

It is said that the boss and his wife came here 40 to [-] years ago, but because of the harsh conditions at that time, they were unable to have children for life.But the two of them didn't have any complaints, and they were still very affectionate.

I still remember that I made a joke with Jian Chen at that time, "Jian Chen, if I don't want to have children, will you blame me and then don't want me?" At that time, I was like a pitiful bird The little dog looked at Jian Chen obsessively, afraid that he would abandon him.

"Aren't you my child?" His deep and magnetic voice was particularly reassuring.

I will never forget his tenderness at that time.But when he thought that the warmth that belonged to him no longer belonged to him, Zhang Ming felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" At this moment, a young boy came over with a menu.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised eggplant, and mapo tofu." Zhang Ming said it without looking at the menu.But when the dishes were served, Zhang Ming suddenly found that these dishes were Jian Chen's favorite.It turned out that everything about him had already been imprinted in his bones.

Zhang Ming couldn't control his emotions, and the pain that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out.His tears flowed down in a flash, attracting the attention of the people around him.

"Hi sir, may I help you with anything?" The proprietress frowned slightly, her voice full of worry.

Zhang Ming looked at the eyes of the proprietress he used to be very familiar with now looking at him, his heart seemed to be stabbed, but he still held back his sadness forcefully, forced a smile, and pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay, I just remembered a My very good friend, he likes the food here very much, it’s just a little sentimental for a while. I’m sorry to trouble you.”

"Sir, you're being polite. I don't think your friend wants to see you like this...you can call me if you need to. I'm the proprietress of this restaurant." She said very carefully Handed Zhang Ming a tissue and left.

Jian Chen, goodbye.

From today, we are strangers.

From today onwards, I will never love again.

I wish you happiness.

A drop of tear slid down the corner of the eye and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Zhang Ming's decadent appearance these two days, Fu Zixu felt very distressed, and wished he could take care of him.Although he didn't know why Zhang Ming became like this, he felt that it must have something to do with Jian Chen.

What does Jian Chen, the general manager of Tianmei Company, have to do with Zhang Ming?

Zhang Ming's mental state was really bad these two days, Fu Zixu and others were very worried.So several people discussed it and decided to go hiking on the weekend, hoping that Zhang Ming could relax.

"Xiao Ming, do you have time this weekend? Let's go hiking together, how about it?" Zhou Zidan said softly, slightly cautiously.

Zhang Ming naturally noticed it too, as if a warm current had been injected into his heart, it was so warm.He also knew that his mood was a little low these two days, but what he didn't expect was that even the nervous Zhou Zidan felt it.

"Of course, how can I be missing?" Zhang Ming replied pretending to be relaxed.

But Zhang Ming's pretending to be relaxed made Fu Zixu feel even more distressed. At that time, he even wanted to reach out and touch Zhang Ming's hair, give him a hug, and tell him his love.

But what would happen after talking about the situation, Fu Zixu didn't dare to imagine.Maybe he will stay away from himself, maybe he will accept himself, but he can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't want to gamble.

The veins in his hands were bulging, and the muscles all over his body were tense, which had already exposed his inner desire. . .

Mountain climbing is a physical activity. Zhang Ming and four others came to the famous Osan Mountain here on Saturday morning.

Wushan is a famous mountain in Y City, towering and tall.Looking up at the foot of the mountain, I saw it rolling and majestic.Osan trees grow lush and luxuriant.Snow-white clouds surround the top of the mountain, as if wearing a white silk scarf on Wushan.

There is nothing more charming than the green hills after the spring rain bath. The entire hillside is verdant and thick green. The mist that has not come to dissipate is like elegant silk, wrapped around its waist in strands, and the sun shines on every leaf. The raindrops turned into colorful pearls.

Breathing the fresh air from nature, Zhang Ming was in a particularly good mood. The previous bad mood seemed to dissipate with the air he exhaled.

Looking at the natural sculptures, the mountain peaks may look like the five fingers pressing down on Monkey King, like monkeys, or like the horns of bulls, and he can't help feeling the uncanny workmanship of nature, "the beauty of good fortune".These so-called sorrows, sorrows, and insignificance in front of nature.

When they climbed to the top of the mountain and looked down, they had a feeling of "seeing all the small mountains at a glance".Affected by this, Zhang Ming's mood suddenly became brighter, and he showed that long-lost smile.

Fu Zixu, who was standing obliquely behind Zhang Ming and always paying attention to Zhang Ming, relaxed after seeing this scene, and followed him with a smile.

But I feel very helpless in my heart. It seems that I have been kidnapped by Zhang Ming now, but I am still enjoying it. I really don't know whether to be lucky or sad.

After the mountain-climbing trip, Zhang Ming figured out a lot by himself, and the most obvious thing was that the smiles on his face increased significantly.But it's like writing with a pen on a piece of paper, and then it will still leave traces after clearing.Not to mention Jian Chen's influence on Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming still tried his best to bury the hurt deep in his heart. . .