Straight Men Taming

Wang Cheng sat alone in the office for a long time, and it was not until late in the evening that he suddenly stood up, hurried to the parking lot, got into his car and sped away.

He is going to keep Song Zhe, he can't bear to live without Song Zhe, he wants to tell Song Zhe that he has thought about it and that he loves him.

Soon he came downstairs to Song Zhe's house. After parking the car, Wang Cheng hurriedly took the elevator upstairs, took out the key and held it in his hand, so nervous that he was covered in fine sweat.

As soon as the elevator arrived, he rushed out immediately, rolled his Adam's apple and opened the door tremblingly, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Song Zhe was sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a magazine in his hand, when he heard the sound of the door lock turning, he turned around suspiciously.

Looking at Wang Cheng, his eyes dimmed a bit, turned his head and continued to look at the contents of the magazine calmly, without saying a word.

This scene is very familiar. There have been thousands of times when Wang Cheng just came home from get off work, Song Zhe was sitting in the living room reading a book, and when he saw him enter the door, he showed a gorgeous smile.

He even vaguely saw another himself smiling through the hallway, walking up to Song Zhe, kissing that person on the forehead, and the two looked at each other and smiled, plain but happy.

That obviously happened not long ago, but now it is as far away as the vicissitudes of life.

"I..." Wang Cheng pursed his lips, and said nervously, "I'll return your key."

"Well," Song Zhe nodded, without raising his eyes, his tone was indifferent and alienated, "Just put it on the shoe cabinet."

As if being stabbed by the other party's attitude, Wang Cheng clenched his fist and then released it, but he didn't put down the key after all. His mind suddenly turned back and forth, countless questions were on his lips, but when he opened his mouth, he said the last An unwise sentence: "Qin Yan...has he been here..."

Song Zhe flipped through the magazine in his hand and didn't intend to answer, his eyes were clear but his expression didn't fluctuate, as if Wang Cheng wasn't there.

Wang Cheng took a few steps, looked back and forth in the house, trying to find some clues that Qin Yan lived with him, and asked anxiously: "Has he been here? You lived together? Have you slept with him during this time? Are you Aren't you going to go with him?"

Song Zhe frowned when he heard the words, and looked up at the man in front of him displeasedly: "You shouldn't be here."

"I asked you if you slept with him!" Wang Cheng approached step by step, his eyes already stern.

After being silent for a while, he sighed silently, put down the magazine in his hand and stood up, the lights in the room were not turned on, Wang Cheng still couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I didn't want to talk to you, but since you're here, I'll make it clear."

With his back to Wang Cheng, he walked slowly to the balcony, took out a cigarette from his bag and put it in his mouth, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he nodded twice before lighting the cigarette.

Taking a sharp puff, and slowly blowing out the smoke ring, Song Zhe looked at the sporadic fire, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Since I was 16, I have had a house in my heart,

There is neither door nor window,

only live me and you,

I'll kiss you when I'm happy,

When I'm sad, I'll hug you and cry,

In desperation I smashed dishes all over the floor,

He picked them up one by one. "

He pursed his lips and turned his head. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his side face, illuminating his expression vividly. Song Zhe half-closed his eyes, smiling heartbreakingly.

"Wang Cheng, let's go and live the life you want.

I let you go.

You also let me go. "

Wang Cheng stared blankly at his face, it was obviously smiling, but he just felt that he was crying, the blame in his stomach disappeared, and a strange soreness appeared in his chest, forcing him to reach out and cover his face suddenly. Live where the heart is.

"No...no...not..." He kept shaking his head in confusion, and stepped back again and again.

Let go, who to let go?Song Zhe wants to let him go?What about him?Have you let yourself go?Can you let Song Zhe go?

He wanted to hold Song Zhe almost subconsciously, every nerve in his body screamed and flustered, he wanted to keep the other party, he wanted to beg that person to stay, he even wanted to tie each other and tie them together forcefully, but the words came to an end At the edge of his mouth, he was trembling and couldn't make a sentence.

The mother's figure reappeared in my mind in an instant, and the crazy voice was like a spell, piercing and piercing: "Don't be like your mother! Don't be like your mother!"

"Ah!!!" Wang Cheng put his head in his hands as if he couldn't take it anymore, trying to drive the voice out, but his mother's face in pain seemed to be in front of him, and the eyes were scarlet with hatred.

"You must be an upright person, and you must not accept the slightest gossip! People's words are awesome! People's words are awesome!"

His body was no longer under his control, and Wang Cheng turned around and ran out of Song Zhe's house as if fleeing for his life. He ran forward frantically, as if there was a Rakshasa chasing after him.

"Don't force me anymore, please don't force me again!!" He yelled helplessly. He ran for an unknown how long, until his brain was about to burst from the blood, and then he stopped leaning against the side of the street, holding his mouth against the wall. gasping.

He was very scared, just like being dragged to the ground by the mistress when he was young, he kept crying but couldn't protect his mother at all.

Is this love wrong, or the world is just absurd, Wang Cheng hugged himself tightly, buried his head in his lap, hot teardrops hit the back of his hand, burning him so painfully.

Save him, whoever saves him, he is going crazy.

"Wang Cheng?" Zhang Jiajia's voice suddenly appeared above him, and he looked up numbly, so unfamiliar that he couldn't recognize who the other party was.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jiajia smiled happily, with a cute and cute tone. She was shopping alone, and when she was feeling bored, she unexpectedly found her boyfriend squatting on the side of the road.

"I..." Wang Cheng stood up in panic, patted the dust off his clothes, not knowing how to respond to his nominal girlfriend.

"I'm bored, why don't you go shopping with me~" Zhang Jiajia pouted and coquettishly held him, winking her eyes playfully.

Wang Cheng didn't want to face her, and wanted to break free from the hands that were clinging to him, but his body was so weak that his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't lift them up.

"Let's go~" As if she didn't notice anything strange about the other party, Zhang Jiajia naturally stuck to him intimately, urging Wang Cheng to move forward.

Wang Cheng frowned and hesitated for a moment, but he didn't really push her away, and followed Zhang Jiajia forward halfway.

Zhang Jiajia seemed to be in high spirits, she looked left and right for herself, and Jiaochen said a lot of things to cheer up the atmosphere.

She suddenly saw a jewelry store, dragged Wang Cheng up and walked in, and excitedly rummaged through the store.

"Honey, look, this is so beautiful." Zhang Jiajia picked up a diamond ring and waved it in front of him as if pointing it.

Wang Cheng nodded in embarrassment, but the wedding ring that Song Zhe took a fancy to in Japan emerged in his mind, a half-carat diamond, shining like a star, shining brightly in that person's eyes.

The kitten hesitated for a long time but did not dare to go in and buy it. When he was far away, he looked back at himself sadly: "People like me are destined not to get married."

He still remembered that the neon lights at that time made Song Zhe beautiful like an oil painting, and he also remembered his thumping heart and sweaty palms.

Really let go?The kitten will never miss herself again?From then on, no matter whether at the airport or downstairs, you can't wait for a kitten anymore?

Seeing Wang Cheng's gloomy expression, Zhang Jiajia pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and deliberately jumped in front of him and said, "Honey, have you ever thought about us getting married? If we do, I want to have a more luxurious wedding." If you can invite all your family and friends, you also hope that I will marry you in a splendid manner."

marry?Wang Cheng looked at her blankly, as if there was another face in front of him.

"I hope it's a small wedding, it can be in the church or on the lawn, and only the closest people are invited." The winter evening wind brushed the man's face, and there was a longing for the future in his smile, "I will Put on a white suit, walk into the auditorium arm in arm with him, receive blessings from all directions, and under the guidance of the witnesses, make a promise of this life with the other party, and then wear a diamond ring that symbolizes eternity."

After finishing speaking, the man seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head and looked at him and said, "Isn't it too girly, few men would have this kind of daydream."

"Xiao Zhe..." Wang Cheng stretched out his hand dreamily to grab something, but he saw Zhang Jiajia's puzzled face clearly in front of his eyes.

What is he still running away from? The room is full of Song Zhe's breath, and the clothes on his body are also the scent of washing powder that Song Zhe picked. Even every place in the city is full of Song Zhe's memories. He has nowhere to escape. So deep in the mud, in this life, if Song Zhe is not the one who will grow old with him, he will not know how to walk any step in the future.

His heart, his body, are all taken up by that naughty and sensitive kitten, where else can he go?Besides that home, is there any place for him?Want to watch Qin Yan take the kitten away?Do you want Song Zhe to never see him again?

No!no way!Song Zhe is his!Even if Qin Yan is the kitten's first man, so what!From now on, that person can only be yours!He will never let go!

Looking at the rush of people under the incandescent lamp, Wang Cheng suddenly smiled with relief, how long has he not been shopping?Since leaving Song Zhe, his life is hopeless. Should he fall into the haze of the past for the rest of his life, or should he face the storms of the future together with Song Zhe?

He came up with an answer without hesitation in his heart, turned his head to look at his beautiful girlfriend, and his voice was no longer disturbed.

"Jiajia... let's break up."

When Wang Ye received his brother's call, he was coming out of the recording studio with Shen Moyan. The moment the phone rang, he immediately had a premonition that trouble was coming.

"Hey, brother, what's the matter." He pouted helplessly, and took his lover's palm in his hand.

"Prepare me an air ticket and a visa. I'm going to Japan in three days." Wang Cheng drove on the road, his tone already impatient.

"Damn!" Wang Ye cursed angrily, and said angrily, "Again! You really think I'm omnipotent!"

"I don't care. If you want to live your life in peace and stability, just let me handle it. I'll go to Singapore first, and fly from Singapore to Japan in three days. That's it." After explaining, Wang Cheng hung up the phone, Drove to the airport.

He was going to see his mother, he didn't care if his mother could still hear his voice, he wanted to tell her face to face that he fell in love with a man and couldn't turn back.

It was already the next morning when we arrived in Singapore. The rainy season in Southeast Asia was coming, and the whole city was under heavy rain. Wang Cheng rushed to the nursing home without taking a rest.

The mother still had the same dull eyes, as if she couldn't see him or hear him.

"Mom, I'm here." Wang Cheng knelt down, gently held his mother's hand, and smiled tiredly.

"I'm in love with someone, his name is Song Zhe, he's a man."

"I haven't forgotten your words. I try my best to restrain myself from thinking about him, but I can't."

"Mom, I messed up everything. He doesn't want me anymore. He wants to leave with someone else."

"Could you tell me, what exactly does it mean to be an upright person?"

"Are you too cowardly to resist, or were we really wrong?"

He caressed his mother's hungry face, trying to arouse some reaction from the other party, but it was still in vain.

"There's nothing wrong with loving, right? There's nothing wrong with you loving your father, and there's nothing wrong with me loving Song Zhe."

"Mom, I won't lock myself in anymore, I can't live a day without him."

"I'm going to get him back..."

"You'll bless me, won't you?"

The woman looked at a certain place obsessively, as if she didn't hear his pain at all, Wang Cheng smiled wryly and bowed to give her a hug, stood up with determination, and left the nursing home without looking back.

Wang Ye prepared the visa and air ticket faster than Wang Cheng expected, and he got the things sent by the bodyguard in Singapore that afternoon.

"Tell him, brother, thank you." After Wang Cheng said this, he got into the car and asked the driver to rush to the airport as quickly as possible.

Xiao Zhe, wait, wait for this stupid man, he still has a long way to go in the secular world, every day in the future he wants to hug the kitten to sleep, don't leave, don't leave him.

This time, let him chase until it is confirmed that they will never be separated again.

The author has something to say:

I finally finished writing here. I wrote the paragraph that Xiaozhe said very early.

That was my heartfelt thoughts over the years, and I cried several times when I thought about it.

Thanks to the baby who followed the article here, this article is almost over.

But there will be extras later.

Take a bow and thanks again.