I decided to give up on you

Lin Jian smiled bitterly and sadly. He touched his face and said, "Do you love me? What you love is just a similar skin. I don't want to argue with you, Mo Shen. I'm tired."

As soon as Lin Jian finished speaking, she turned around and returned to the bedroom, leaving Gu Moshen alone in the living room roaring. Lin Jian's words pierced his heart. What he loved was just a similar skin, not Lin Jian. People, he sat on the chair and looked at the cold porridge, only Lin Jian took a bite.

For some reason, he had a sore nose, as if he was about to cry, picked up his coat and walked out. Lin Jian sat on the bay window of the bedroom with his legs crossed, and looked at Gu Moshen who was driving away. Sighing, looking at the car going away, he only felt that his feelings were slowly passing away.

He murmured, "The time we spend together will be less and less, can't you just accompany me well, how can there be someone outside me, who would want someone like me."

While talking, Lin Jian shed tears. Facing Gu Moshen, he was like an animal whose edges and corners had been smoothed. No matter how much he hurt him, he would not hurt him at all. Lin Jian thought of the past, The old Gu Moshen is pure, pure like a blank sheet of paper, in his heart is ideal except for love, but now he has lost those so-called love, only interests and desires are left.

He leaned against the glass and felt the cold air coming in from outside. Lin Jian closed his eyes, as if he didn't think about other things at this moment, he just wanted to sleep peacefully, and only hoped that nothing happened before. , they can still get along well, but all this is just Lin Jian's extravagant wish.

What happened cannot be changed, because it will only get worse and worse. Thinking about it, Lin Jian leaned against the glass of the bay window and fell asleep. After sleeping for a long time, the sound of keys opening the door woke Lin Jian up. Yes, he walked out of the bedroom and saw Gu Moshen sitting on the sofa drunk.

Lin Jian walked over and poured him a glass of water and said, "Why do you have to drink so much wine, your body is dying."

Gu Mo pushed Lin Jian's hand deeply, and the glass fell to the ground. He got up unsteadily, ignored Lin Jian, and went back to the bedroom, leaving him alone in the living room to clean up the broken glass Fragments, Lin Jian held back the tears so that they wouldn't flow down, because he didn't want to cry anymore, what's the point of crying, and crying can't bring back the past of the two of them.

He threw the shards of glass into the trash can, turned around and went back to the bedroom to look at Gu Moshen who was already asleep. He pressed against Gu Moshen's forehead and almost choked up, "I don't want a cold war, I don't want it, talk to me more , please, don’t let me leave quietly.”

The suppressed tears still flow down. Gu Moshen has made Lin Jian cry all night more than once. Every time he wakes up in the morning, his eyes are red and swollen, but Gu Moshen acts like a normal person Going to work as usual, looking for his lover as usual, this home is like a hotel, he can come and go whenever he wants, regardless of the friendship he has been with him for more than ten years

Lin Jian laughed while crying. He was no different from his lovers, and he was not the one he loved deeply in his heart. Everything was just his wishful thinking. He put a wet towel on Gu Moshen. On his forehead, trying to help him relieve the discomfort after drinking, Lin Jian hardly slept all night, taking care of him all night.