A scumbag will die a hundred times

Tang Xunhuan really likes Junjun.

He writes a weekly diary once a week, and the frequency is not low at all.

In the brochure, almost every weekly diary mentions his lover, Junjun.

This pamphlet is his own essay, a place for him to express himself, there can be no such things as deceitful concealment, and because of this, the records in the pamphlet appear more authentic.

Tang Xunhuan mentioned Junjun every week, sometimes as a compliment to her, sometimes as a guilt towards her, but no matter what kind of record it is, the deep affection in it is true.

"Since he likes Junjun so much...how could he hit him so hard? It seems that it happened more than once or twice."

Situ Yan was the first to express his confusion, "Is there really such a deformed... love?"

Qi Ze pondered, "Probably not, he still feels guilty, I'm afraid he doesn't want to, there must be some other reason we don't know."

He flipped through the booklet again. The booklet was quite thin. It seemed that the booklet hadn’t been used long after it was replaced. It should have its predecessor, the predecessor, so it only mentioned these things, but not him. What are the difficulties, what other unavoidable reasons.

Unless they can find other clues again, otherwise, this can only become an unsolved case.

Situ Yan sighed heavily.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Ze looked at him with a smile, "It was fine just now."

Situ Yan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I always feel...a bit embarrassed."

Qi Ze instantly understood that he was probably still struggling with Tang Xunhuan and Junjun's affairs. Although he knew the reason, he didn't know how to comfort him. Even he himself couldn't figure out the reason for Tang Xunhuan's behavior.

But Junjun, that beautiful girl who loved Tang Xunhuan deeply, was doomed to be a tragedy from the very beginning.

No matter whether Tang Xunhuan likes him or not, and how much he loves her, it can't change the fact that Tang Xunhuan is a lunatic.

And as a lunatic with top talents, he will only end up self-destructing.

"Okay, don't think too much about it. When we settle this matter, maybe he can be influenced and come to his senses." Qi Ze opened his eyes and boasted without any psychological burden.

God is pitiful, as a big boss who advocates using violence to control violence and has always crushed all conspiracies and tricks with absolute strength, can Qi Ze influence people?That is really too fake.

Situ Yan glared at him, obviously seeing through his clumsy lie.

Seeing this, Qi Ze made a resentful expression, "Is it because I'm not good-looking enough, Situ?"

Situ Yan: "..."? ? ?

Qi Ze: "Why do you keep thinking about that Tang Xunhuan? Are you tired of me? It must be because I'm not good-looking enough."

Situ Yan took a breath, gritted his teeth and smiled: "You look better than me?"

Qi Ze failed to be sultry but was slapped, "..." No one really looks good.

It was rare for Situ Yan, who was able to regain his fortune, to calmly prepare food with a gentleman's footsteps. After all, from Qi Ze's get off work to Tang Xunhuan's house, he hasn't eaten anything yet.

after an hour.

Qi Ze was dumbfounded at the large table of delicious dishes in front of him.

"You still have this skill?" Qi Ze, who is an expert in field survival and still only knows how to cook and bake, asked in disbelief.

Situ Yan paused for a moment when he heard the words, then recovered, and said casually: "...I learned it after being dumped."

Qi Ze: ...

Forget it, everyone is a smart person, just click as far as it goes.

Qi Ze grabbed his chopsticks and ate it.

I have to say that Situ Yan's craftsmanship is quite good, and Qi Ze is also a person who has seen the world. He has never eaten any delicacies. The worms he ate raw in the jungle are disgusting, and the delicacies he enjoys outside are just as disgusting. Delicious, he is not a person who treats himself badly.

Even so, compared with the delicacies he had eaten in the past, Situ Yan's craftsmanship was not inferior.

"It's really delicious, and your craftsmanship is too good." Qi Ze didn't forget to stuff food into his mouth when he was talking. Thanks to his skillful skills, he almost bit his tongue while talking.

Situ Yan had already had dinner, so he sat at the table and ate some more with Qi Ze.

Looking at Qi Ze's full of praise, he looked very calm on the surface, but in fact he was already bubbling with beauty in his heart, this skill is really not in vain!

They all say that they are full of warmth and desire, and of course Qi Ze...is not one of them.

The two of them are no longer brats, and they can't talk anymore, so it stands to reason that the next step will come naturally.

But Qi Ze always felt that something was missing.

It's not that he doesn't like Situ Yan.In fact, Situ Yan really touched his heart.

As if tailor-made, Situ Yan's delicate and unfeminine appearance, warm voice like flowing water, tall and slender figure, soft and fluffy hair, all of them are his favorite type.In terms of personality, the fit is even more messy, and there is no flaw at all.

How could there be such a good person as Situ?

He felt from the bottom of his heart how empty his former self was. Before he met Situ, he was not only dancing on the tip of a knife, but also shuttling in wine and meat. In his eyes, they are all the same.

He really liked Situ, he liked him very much, more than anyone else in the world.

But... there is always something wrong

Maybe it's because of this world, or maybe it's because of that "Qi Ze", who knows?

Qi Ze chuckled, with a pampering look, and pushed Situ Yan to let him rest and clean up by himself.

These are not important, the days to come will be long.

The two still fell asleep together, and they both had a tacit understanding and didn't mention other things, and slept until dawn.

After Qi Ze packed some things, he was ready to go to work as usual, but when he just started the car, he received a call from Situ and was called back again.

He quickly turned off the engine and took the elevator back. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Situ Yan's serious face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his expression, Qi Ze walked in without even changing his shoes, "Why is his face so ugly?"

Situ Yan didn't speak, and silently pushed the computer on his hand.

"...Look for yourself."

Qi Ze took it over and browsed quickly.

There is an open email on the computer, sent by the little fat man, and part of their analysis work has been completed. Originally, they would be happy with their progress every time, but the content analyzed this time is really hard to understand. Cheer up.

Qi Ze read the email silently, and finally knew where Situ Yan's ugly face came from.