Severe Emotional Cleanliness Mutual Aid Group

Chu Jing was wearing a white T-shirt at home. Although it was washed very clean, it still couldn't hide the old color. The neckline had lost its elasticity and was a little baggy.The bottom is shorts, cheap blue plastic slippers are pulled on the feet, the hair is messy, and there is a black garbage bag in the hand. The bag has a hole, and dirty water is leaking from the bottom.

Chu Jing's slovenliness was in sharp contrast to Fang Ran's well-dressed clothes. It stands to reason that Chu Jing should be a bit cramped by comparison, but he just glanced at Fang Ran, and slowly put the garbage bag at the door, while behind him expressionless Looking at Fang Ran, not only was there no trace of embarrassment, but he even asked condescendingly, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Fang?"

Fang actually sensed his faint hostility, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he said kindly: "I heard that Xiao Jin is here with you, I'll take him home."

A trace of mockery flashed in Chu Jing's eyes, and he curled his mouth with a half-smile, "Xiao Jin probably doesn't want to go back with you, Mr. Fang, please go back."

Fang actually frowned: "Why did Mr. Chu say that?"

Chu Jing crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, like a door god, with a faint imposing manner, and said with a sneer, "The literal meaning, don't you understand?"

Fang unexpectedly touched several nails one after another, and he felt angry. He suppressed himself and said: "There is a misunderstanding between Xiaojin and I. I came to explain to him. I hope you can understand."

Chu Jing made a regretful look, shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

Fang was not a good-tempered person in the first place, and now he was completely irritated, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, it's not your turn to intervene in my family affairs with Xiao Jin."

Chu Jing sneered and said, "Just now I hoped that I would understand, but now I don't want to understand. You are a vacillating person, and you are worthy of talking about family affairs?"

The word "wobbly" poked Fang Ran once. He suppressed his anger and asked, "What do you mean? Why did Xiao Jin run away from home?"

Chu Jing burst out laughing, shook his head while laughing and said, "You don't even know why Xiao Jin left, so you have the nerve to ask me for someone?"

Fang couldn't hold it anymore, he stretched out his hand to push Chu Jing: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, get out of the way, I tell you, Xiao Jin is my lover, I must take him back today!"

Chu Jing was not a vegetarian either, so he pushed back and sneered, "I tell you too, this is my house, if you want to take someone away from here, there is no way!"

After speaking, he took a step back and slammed the door on the tip of Fang Ranran's nose with a bang.

Fang was so angry that he was about to kick the door, when suddenly he caught sight of the crowd watching from the corner of his eye.It was really a circle, besides the aunt wearing meat skewers, there was also an old man wearing a vest and shaking a cattail fan. Next to the old man stood an old lady in an apron, and beside the old lady were two hanging clothes. Snotty little boy.Looking at this posture, Aunt Meat Skewer's family is gathered together, their eyes are wide open, and the eyes are shining with gossip.

Fang is a decent person after all, even if he swears at the street on weekdays, it is still a decent swearing at the street. He beat around the bush and insinuated that he is good at scolding Sanghuai, but it is a bit impossible to do this after all if he kicks the door like a shrew under the crowd.

After hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth, thinking he was unlucky, and planned to retreat strategically, to avoid the edge, and to think long-term.

Chu Jing stood by the door for a while, only to walk in when he heard the commotion outside dissipate.

This is a narrow two-bedroom, still old, with a three-leaf ceiling fan hanging on the ceiling of the living room, the white walls are peeling and dusty, the inferior leather sofa is full of scars, and yellow sponges are found from the wounds.

Chu Jing came to a bedroom door, knocked lightly, but did not hear an answer, he hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered.The room was dark, and the thick blackout curtains were drawn in the middle, leaving only a gap through which bright light shone.

Jin Chunan stood by the gap, his face hidden in the dark.Chu Jing blinked, adjusted to the darkness in the room, looked intently, only to find that Jin Chunan was looking downstairs through the gap.Chu Jing took a few steps forward, stood next to him, and followed his line of sight, only to see a tall and tall figure walking out vigorously. The soda can, which was overreaching and blocking the way, kicked forward, and the soda can slid forward for more than ten meters. The man seemed to be still puzzled, and followed him and stomped hard a few times before he walked out of their sight.

Chu Jing sighed, and looked up, wondering what Jin Chunan meant, but after looking carefully for a while, he found that his face was calm and devoid of any emotion.

After Fang disappeared, Jin Chunan stared blankly at the void for a while, then turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.

Chu Jing didn't follow, but raised his hand to open the curtains, bright light flooded in, both of them were squinted by the light, and it took a while for them to recover.

The bedroom is very small, with a table, a chair, a bed, a wardrobe, and nothing else.The bed is a wooden bed, painted with crimson red paint, and the mattress is covered with a bed sheet with a red background and a big red peony pattern.

Chu Jing walked over to touch it, and felt a little uncomfortable, and asked, "Is it a bit too hard? Shall I lay another cotton pad for you?"

Jin Chunan said, "I think it's okay."

Chu Jing ignored him, and went straight out of the bedroom. After a while, she hugged a thick cotton mattress again, pulled him up, lifted the sheet, and spread it on it.Jin Chunan couldn't help watching, so he also stepped forward to help tuck the sheet under the cotton pad.After tidying up, Chu Jing stretched out his hand to feel it again, making sure that it felt good, so he was relieved.

He sat on the edge of the bed, clasped his fingers between his legs, arched his back, raised his head and asked, "What are your plans? I mean, you and Fang Ran."

Jin Chunan stood in front of the bed, lowered his head, thought for a while, and replied, "Break up."

Chu Jing raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Jin Chunan nodded without hesitation this time.

Chu Jing said sharply, "But you still have feelings for him."

Jin Chunan nodded calmly: "Yes, I still love him."

Chu Jing laughed and said, "Then how can we separate?"

Jin Chunan lost his mind for a moment, his eyes drifted to the void, but he said: "I have thought about it these days, there is no doubt that I love him, but love alone is not enough. Two people who love each other are not necessarily the right couple. Individuals, and me and him, are not suitable. I used to think that as long as I keep giving and making concessions, this relationship can always be maintained, but now it seems that all this is just self-deception, inappropriate is inappropriate, It's useless to fall in love again."

Chu Jing pondered for a while before asking: "...Are you sure he loves you?"

Jin Chunan smiled, although small, but still smiled, and he replied: "That's not important anymore."

Chu Jing also smiled: "Thinking about it so soon?"

Jin Chunan closed his eyes, opened them and said, "I've been thinking about it for five or six years, and it's not too fast."

The day Jin Chunan first moved in, he was devastated, like a lost dog, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot.His voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper, and every word he said seemed to ooze blood. He didn't notice it himself, but others heard it with horror.

Chu Jing felt that he had never seen such a distressed person. Even when he himself was cornered by loan sharks, he was not as sad and desperate as Jin Chunan.

Now, in only four or five days, Xiaojin figured it out and recovered. Chu Jing felt very relieved, but besides the relief, he was also faintly worried, always feeling that something was wrong.

It seems that Xiaojin's relief came a little too easily.