After I die, I become the white moonlight in your heart

The moment the word of breaking up blurted out, it was not as relieved as Yanhui imagined.The words don’t go through the brain, and there won’t be any real feelings just after speaking. Based on the relationship maintained for seven years, cutting off a layer of intimate feelings can’t just be let go, or even a momentary let go. possible.

Yan Hui heard Jiang Xu let out a very low laugh on the phone: "Yan Yan, don't think too much, I won't break up with you."

The company's meeting was halfway through, Jiang Xu asked his secretary to adjust the next itinerary, and asked Yan to go back to his apartment and wait for him.

At work, Jiang Xu is more calm and rational than at any stage, like a precision-running machine, close to indifference, the management of emotions and thinking is always at the level of decision-makers, he wants Yan to go back to the apartment and wait for him, listen It looks almost the same as the subordinates' arrangement of work.

Thinking that Yan Hui was not very obedient recently, Jiang Xu simply sent his driver to block people, so when Yan Hui took a taxi and returned downstairs to Song Ran's residence, Jiang Xu's driver invited him into the car.

Yan Hui shrank himself in the car: "I don't want to go..."

The driver said politely to him, "Sir, let me take you back safely."

"Forget it then." Yan turned back and looked out the window, "I didn't have a choice in the first place."

The apartment was already covered in dust, and Yanhui didn’t have the extra strength and energy to clean it up. Even walking for a while would make him feel dizzy. The driver helped to call a housekeeper to do the cleaning work, and the dinner was ordered and delivered from outside. door-to-door.

Yan Hui had a poor appetite, barely swallowed a few mouthfuls of soup, and before sitting down for a few minutes, his stomach began to embarrass him. He had just vomited out of the bathroom, his hands were still trembling slightly, and bumped into Jiang Xu who entered the door.

"Yanyan," Jiang Xu's voice raised, and as soon as he grasped his arm, a frown almost appeared between his brows, "Who are you showing this look to?"

When Yan Hui was the most difficult time, Jiang Xu was not willing to see him like that, but whenever he was thinner or colder, Jiang Xu would give him the best things.When he hurts people, he really hurts, and Jiang Xu in front of him is obviously impatient with Yan Hui to a certain extent.

Yanhui explained in a low voice: "I didn't make trouble."

Jiang Xuzai knew clearly that he was actually just sick, whether psychologically or physically, he was seriously ill.

Yan Hui withdrew his trembling hand: "If you want to talk to me about something, just talk about it. If you don't want to care about other things, then you don't have to."

Jiang Xu smiled and turned his face away: "Yanyan hasn't given me a cold look for a long time."

What Jiang Xu told was the truth. In the first six months of their acquaintance, Yan Hui was the most thorny thorn in the stem of a rose. Afterwards, he had a deal with Jiang Xu. After all, he wanted something from others. From then on, he had to learn to act according to Jiang Xu's face. .

Jiang Xu will not use economic means to put pressure on Yan Hui, and he has never been treated badly in terms of expenses.Jiang Xu liked to punish him on the bed, but the more he endured it, he refused to do it. Jiang Xu chose to use soft and hard methods, not only to make the geese afraid, but also to make him cry and beg for it.

The arm lying in front of him made Yan Hui's eyes dazzled with boredom. He has been in a bad state recently, and it hurts everywhere just after being stalemate with Jiang Xu for such a short while.

Yan Hui gritted his teeth, beads of sweat smeared in front of his eyelashes, and both cheeks turned unusually red.He couldn't push Jiang Xu's hand away from him, but was hung above his head.

"Jiang Xu, I feel bad, feel bad..."

Jiang Xu put his palm on his forehead and touched it: "It's a little low-grade fever, and it's very comfortable when it's hot."

Yan Hui saw him smiling, and didn't even intend to let go of himself.

He was really in pain, his body was not controlled by conscious thinking at all, and it was out of the control of the brain. The pain was first in his hands and feet, and then spread to his chest and abdomen.

Jiang Xu pressed his slow and lingering kiss, kissed the water stains in the corners of his eyes, and stuck it to his slightly hot face, and his breath came up bit by bit.

"Why are you crying?" Jiang Xu completely blocked the light in front of him, and the shadow covered Yan Hui's body, only Jiang Xu's eyes were caught in his deep and sharp eyes.

Jiang Xu seemed to be quite rational, Yan Hui vaguely saw his red eyes, and thought that this person was not as rational as he appeared on the surface.

Jiang Xu may also be angry, or he may be dazzled by desire.Swallowing his dry throat, Yan regained his strength and said buoyantly, "Let go of me first."

Jiang Xu let go of him, and Yan returned to himself and waited for his vision to be completely clear before looking at the other person's face. In just a few seconds, he felt amused at his far-fetched illusion just now.

That's right, how could Jiang Xu be controlled by desire, he is good at controlling desire.

Jiang Xu asked: "Is it hard?"

Yan Hui closed his eyes and nodded: "I'm in pain."

At that time, Yan Hui said that there was still some specious pleasure in the pain, but this time the pain was so painful that there was no room for enjoyment at all.The floor was covered with clothes torn apart by Jiang Xu, the room was air-conditioned, and Yan Hui was sweating profusely curled up on one side, his hands and hands were covered in cold sweat.

Jiang Xu watched him half-dead and not angry, and gradually calmed down the cold fire and turned into another fire.

"Yanyan, please don't make trouble with me because of Su Yuebai, he is not as good as you."

Yan Hui gritted his teeth: "You can still say such high-sounding words, Jiang Xu, it's not like you to hug left and right."

Jiang Xu seems to have fallen into a misunderstanding: "Yanyan, you have changed."

Yan Hui felt that the other party asked a good question, so he threw it back: "What was the me before in your heart?"

Jiang Xu knew without mentioning Yan Hui, how arrogant and arrogant he was at that time, indifferent and quiet, except for spending his mind on his own troupe, he didn't have much contact with others, everyone watched him like him Like a ruthless fairy.

He bent his eyes: "Isn't it all caused by you to become what I am today, Jiang Xu, you made me become like this, you want me to be good, I didn't know it at first, I have to pretend, now You learned it, but you don’t like it.”

"Su Yuebai looks like me back then, doesn't he?"

Because of the love for Jiang Xu, love makes Yan Hui more and more soft, Jiang Xu likes to break the rose at the beginning, and when he holds it softly in the palm of the other party, he can pinch it as he likes, and it will not thorn after a long time The rose grip always lacks some touch.

What Jiang Xu actually likes is the process of chasing and convincing him. He is full of ambition in everything he does and always has an inexhaustible desire to conquer. Yanhui can't satisfy Jiang Xu's desire.

It's always best to have something you haven't really gotten.

For seven years, they met each other day and night, asked about the cold and warm, and shared the joys and sorrows. No matter how intimate the love was, it slowly became a family relationship.

Yanhui regards Jiang Xu as his lover and relative, and guards Jiang Xu's home in the circle planned by the other party.

It's a pity that Jiang Xu may not be so moved, Jiang Xu became a soft thorn in his heart, stuck in the heart mixed with flesh, but Jiang Xu bluntly said that he has changed.

Yanhui's rare fragility makes Jiang Xu feel soft. Does he love Yanhui? Yes.It's just that love alone can't fill Jiang Xu's growing ambition.

"Yanyan, my lover is only you."

Hearing Jiang Xu's involuntary lowered voice, Yan Hui said, "You deal with Su Yuebai, or we'll break up."

Jiang Xu smiled: "Yanyan has never interfered with my social circle, it seems that I really don't like him this time. Su Yuebai is a nice guy, but I haven't reached the level with him that you think, just to see how fresh he is."

"You're so skinny, don't go to Chu Garden these days, stay at home and get back to your health first."

Yan Hui remained expressionless: "So you didn't break up with me when you came back."

Jiang Xu leaned against him and rubbed against him affectionately, with more than gentleness, and his tone could not be questioned: "There will be no next time."