Obsessed

Chen Ye found out the news while having breakfast, and after waiting for quite a while before Wen Shao came downstairs, he was a little impatient, and just in time to see Xiao Wu coming down the stairs, he turned his head and asked him to call Wen Shao.

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then he hesitated and said, "Then what, Brother Shao should not be in the room..."

Chen Ye didn't pay attention to his tone, but said, "Where else would you go if you weren't in the room, you go up and call him, tell him to hurry up, this breakfast is getting cold."

They didn't sleep together last night with exception. This was the first time the two had separated beds in the past few months. Wen Shao felt a little unwell and went back to the bedroom early to sleep. Chen Ye didn't say anything, thinking In the past few months, I finally felt comfortable, but I tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling and the chandelier, and resisted the urge to knock on the door of the other party several times.

Getting used to this thing is really a love-hate thing.

Tong Hui happened to be passing by Xiao Wu at this time, seeing his troubled look, he answered for him by the way, looked at Chen Ye and said, "Young Master Ye, Wen Shao went out early."

Chen Ye was a little stunned, seeing Xiao Wu's hesitation, and then looking at Tong Hui's indifferent expression, even with indifference and slight disdain, Chen Ye thought it was an illusion, so he asked, "When did he go out?" ?”

Wen Shao would not go out without telling him, unless something happened.

Tong Hui's voice was indifferent, "Master Ye, do you really not know?"

Chen Ye was taken aback by his rhetorical question, and Xiao Wu called Tong Hui from the side, which had a strong sense of warning.

Seeing the two of them like this, Chen Ye became more suspicious, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you two? What's wrong with Wen Shao?"

Tong Hui didn't give Xiao Wu any face, he came down from upstairs and said to Chen Ye, "Master Ye, Wen Shao went to pick up the goods for Uncle Wei early in the morning."

Chen Ye stood up abruptly, staring straight at Tong Hui, "What did you say?"

Tong Hui lowered his eyes and noticed that Chen Ye's fingers were turning white, but he continued, "Wen Shao went to the border to pick up the goods for Uncle Wei, and left early in the morning." Tong Hui met his eyes and said, "I thought you I know, Young Master Ye."

For a moment, Chen Ye's brain seemed to lose its response suddenly, as if he couldn't understand what Tong Hui meant by receiving the goods.

After a while, he closed his eyes and asked, "Is Uncle Wei in the room?"

Xiao Wu worriedly called Young Master Ye, but Chen Ye didn't seem to hear it. Tong Hui didn't know that Chen Ye's reaction would be so strong, and he was a little stunned for a while, but he nodded and said, "Yes."

Chen Ye could no longer tolerate other people, and walked upstairs step by step.

Song Wei told Chen Ye that Wen Shao did it voluntarily. He came to me and hoped that I would give him a chance.

Chen Ye listened carefully to every word Song Wei said, until he finished speaking, he hummed to show that he understood.

Chen Ye turned around and was about to leave, Song Wei blurted out to stop him, "Young Master Ye."

"What's the matter, Uncle Wei?" Chen Ye's voice was so calm that there was no wave, but such calm made Song Wei faintly worried.

He glanced at Chen Ye, and said consolingly, "Do you still remember the story that Uncle Wei told you when you were young?"

Chen Ye's calm face suddenly darkened. He understood what Song Wei wanted to say, and avoiding his gaze, he said, "I know, Uncle Wei."

"It's said to compare your heart with your heart, but don't forget that some people's hearts can't be warmed up."

For such a long time, Song Wei has seen how Chen Ye treated Wen Shao. Although he didn't say anything, he knew that Chen Ye was sincerely moved, so even when Wen Shao came to find him behind Chen Ye's back, he would Did not tell Chen Ye.

There are some things that he wants Chen Ye to understand by himself. Sometimes excessive cruelty is a kind of relief.

Song Wei knew that Wen Shao was a talent, but what he knew even more was that Wen Shao approached Chen Ye, and himself, for a purpose.

Before he figured out the reason, he would never rest assured that Wen Shao would stay by Chen Ye's side.

So when Wen Shao took the initiative to show his kindness to him and expressed his willingness to do things with him, Song Wei also forgot about his mind.

Because he knew that Wen Shao's choice was undoubtedly giving up Chen Ye.

"Uncle Wei, since he made a choice, from now on, this person has nothing to do with me. How you use him has nothing to do with me."

Song Wei looked at him and nodded, and said, "Uncle Wei is relieved if you can say this."

Chen Ye closed the door and left, feeling a sudden pain in his stomach, the breakfast he ate just now was stuck in his throat like accumulations, making him want to vomit.

Resisting the pain from all over his body, he knew it was an overreaction, leaning against the wall and lighting a cigarette, the heat in his eyes gradually faded away.

He always thought that he understood Wen Shao.

Even though that person looked cold and aloof on the surface, he actually treated him sincerely. Chen Ye could tell that Wen Shao's feelings for him could not be fake.

But he would never have thought that Wen Shao's abnormality in the past few months would be charity.

The things Wen Shao gave him were nothing more than guilt before abandoning them.

Just like the cats and dogs kept in captivity at home, they will be happy in every way before they are discarded, but for peace of mind. Wen Shao's treatment of him is just for peace of mind after abandoning him.

How ironic.

His self-righteous understanding was torn apart by Wen Shao in such a straightforward way, and all his feelings for Wen Shao were floating in the air.

Chen Ye leaned against the wall, looked at the ashes on the ground, and smiled mockingly.

During dinner in the afternoon, everyone was careful not to talk nonsense, and the air was filled with thin air, as if it would burst if poked.

Even Xiao Wu, who usually likes a noisy and active atmosphere, obediently kept his mouth shut at this time.

Only the crisp sound of the bowl and chopsticks touching is left.

When Wen Shao opened the door and came in, all eyes were on him instantly.

Only Chen Ye was eating with his head down.

After hesitating for a second, he walked up to Song Wei wrapped in a cold air, and called Uncle Wei.

It was the coldest time of the year at this time, and even in a city that was like spring all the year round, there was a thin layer of wind and snow at night.

Song Wei looked up at him, and Wen Shao immediately said knowingly, "It's all done."

Song Wei hummed, and didn't ask any more questions, just ordered his aunt to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and said to Wen Shao, "Thank you, let's sit down and eat first."

Xiao Wu gave way to Wen Shao, and the distance between him and Chen Ye was neither far nor close.

Everyone in the room, except Chen Ye, nodded to Wen Shao as a greeting. Wen Shao sat down, as if he was also hungry, and looked at the food in the bowl without turning his eyes.

For a while, the room fell silent again, the atmosphere was too dull.

Chen Ye didn't seem to have much appetite. After two mouthfuls, he put the bowl and chopsticks aside, and went upstairs alone without saying a word.

Wen Shao buried his head in his meal and lowered his gaze.

After dinner, Song Wei called Wen Shao up to the second floor, sat at the coffee table with his hands folded, raised his eyes slightly, "Is everything done?"

"It's all done," Wen Shao stood aside, and replied, "I parked the car in the warehouse for a while before I came out, and no one noticed."

"Very good," Song Wei pointed to the stool, beckoning him to sit down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "You said earlier that the abandoned warehouse belonged to Qiao San, wouldn't it be unsafe?"

"Uncle Wei, don't worry, it won't happen," Wen Shao took a sip of tea, which smelled very fragrant, and he said, "I can assure you that this warehouse is absolutely safe. It's safer in the sun."

Seeing his firm tone, Song Wei didn't say anything anymore, just nodded and said, "Okay, I've worked hard for you today, and I'll take Akou to confirm his position tomorrow, and you don't have to worry about the future."

Akou is the person who follows Song Wei, besides Tong Hui, he is Song Wei's most trusted person.

Hearing what Song Wei said, Wen Shao responded, "Yes, Uncle Wei."

"It's getting late, you go up and rest."

Song Wei stared at Wen Shao's leaving back, frowned slightly, there was steaming tea on the table.

Chen Ye opened the door, Wen Shao's figure paused for a moment because of the sudden noise.

"There are your things in the room, come and collect them."

After saying this, Chen Ye turned and went back to the bedroom.

Wen Shao paused for a moment before following in.

He opened the closet, put all Wen Shao's clothes together on the bed, and said with his back turned, "I don't bother with the rest, I'll throw you away and buy new ones."

Wen Shao stared at his back, the figure illuminated by the lights was like a painting in his heart, he hummed, put away his clothes and walked away.

Chen Ye suddenly called him, "Wen Shao."

When these two words came out, both of them lost their minds for a moment.

The two people who were still affectionate yesterday, but after a few hours, they have become speechless.

Suppressing the bursts of sadness that surged from the bottom of his heart, Chen Ye looked at him and said, "Since you have chosen, you can do it for yourself, so we can get together and break up."

Wen Shao took the things and left in a panic without stopping. Chen Ye looked at his back. From the beginning to the end, he didn't explain a word, nor did he say a word to persuade him to stay.

He watched him walk out of the room with his clothes in his hands, and finally felt ashamed.

Then, there was a loud slam of the door.

After the dead silence, Chen Ye suddenly kicked the door of the bedroom, and with a bang, the heart beating in his chest was completely shattered.

After that day, the two of them didn't speak a word, and they didn't see each other all day long, and they just met strangers.

Although the others didn't know what was going on, they didn't dare to speculate. Just seeing the relationship between the two of them getting more and more indifferent, they wisely chose not to talk about it.

Chen Ye came down less and less to eat with everyone, and it was his aunt who made it up and sent it to him alone. Song Wei asked a few times before, thinking that he was not feeling well, but the number of times later, he just let him up.

Since Wen Shao worked with Song Wei, he often went in and out of large and small occasions with Song Wei, and Song Wei was willing to take him with him for some unavoidable entertainments. It often happens that sometimes he is so drunk that he can't wake up, and he staggers back in the middle of the night and is helped back.

Xiao Wu helped him up to the third floor, where it was pitch black, so he had to turn on the wall lamp before walking towards the bedroom. Wen Shao followed him all the way, although his footsteps were stumbling, it was unusually quiet.

Xiao Wu stretched out his hand to twist the door, and the door behind him was suddenly pulled open.

Chen Ye was wearing a light blue baseball shirt, a gray woolen scarf, and slim black trousers tucked into his boots. It looked like he was about to go out.

Xiao Wu turned around and called Young Master Ye, Chen Ye looked at him and nodded, glanced at the drunk man, paused and said, "I'll go out to play for a while."

He was not too emotional, and when he passed by, his palm was suddenly held.

A countercurrent suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to his heart, and because of the warmth from his palms, Chen Ye suddenly didn't even have the strength to take a step.

"do not go."

The person who was obviously so drunk that his eyes were red, held his palm tightly at this moment, and said softly, "Don't go."

The drunken Wen Shao lost his usual sharpness, and there was a faint haggard look between his brows, looking at Chen Ye, there was only indescribable grievance left.

With a clear pain in his heart, Chen Ye took a deep breath and turned to look at him, "What did you say?"

Wen Shao broke away from Xiao Wu's hand, as if he was about to hug the person in front of him, but he didn't move for a long time, he said, "It's so late, don't go."

For so many days, even if they met, they were just strangers. Chen Ye never said a word to him, and Wen Shao tried to avoid him as much as possible. At this moment, while he was drunk, he actually broke up with him the first sentence of .

The light in front of him was too dazzling, Chen Ye turned his head, trying to free his hand, "Xiao Wu, help him in."

Wen Shao didn't let him break free, and clung tightly to his hand, and Chen Ye used the other hand to break it. Wen Shao was in a hurry, and wanted to hug him, "Don't leave..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was punched hard on the face. Chen Ye shook his slightly sore hand, his eyes were red, "Wen Shao, who the hell are you looking like now?"

His appearance when he was drunk was extremely docile, without the usual aloofness and coldness, only the obvious loneliness remained between his brows.

After being beaten, he seemed to be in a daze for a moment, standing there for a while without moving, and finally seemed to wake up, looked up at the man in front of him, and seemed to be unable to bear to look again, lowered his eyes and said, "I drunk."

His voice finally returned to the low voice of the past, and he staggered to push the door, "I'm sorry."

Wen Shao didn't see the pale face of the person behind him, and the look of heartbreak in his eyes.

That night, Chen Ye played like crazy, and in the end Tong Hui found him out of the crowd and stuffed him into the car. Chen Ye sat in the car covering his face with his hands, and said in a low voice, I feel bad.

But no one heard it, those words floated in the air, and together with his own unspeakable pain, they were shattered in the air.

Nothing was left.

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