Severe Emotional Cleanliness Mutual Aid Group

Fang's face was extremely ugly, and when he walked out of the theater gate, he gave the doorman who was blocking the way a hard look, scaring people enough.Fang actually felt that hot oil was flowing in his veins, and anyone who threw a spark over it could blow up a hundred miles around into rubble.

It was probably because his rage was too obvious, until he got back to the door, no unlucky bastard who didn't have long eyes hit him with a gun.Fang was so full of jealousy that he had nowhere to vent, so he held back all the way, roasting himself charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

After slamming the door, Fang actually took off his clothes while walking, and went straight into the bathroom to take a cold shower.After taking a cold shower, my body was so cold that I shivered a few times, but my heart was still burning with fire.

The picture of Jin Chunan and Chu Jing kissing played repeatedly in his mind, and every time he thought about it, his jealousy became deeper.

To him, Jin Chunan was like a piece of sweet and delicious cake. Usually, he always felt that it was not to his taste, and he was full after just looking at it, so he didn't take it seriously.But no matter whether he cares or not, the little cake is always his, and it stays on his plate intact, no matter how hot other people are, they won't get a single bit of it.

But now, someone else took a bite out of this little cake that belonged to him alone. Even though it was only a small bite, it was still quite embarrassing. Every time Fang recalled that scene, he wished he could smash a corpse for Chu Jing.

But if you really want to look into it carefully, his anger is not justified, because the root of all this is that he didn't control himself, didn't control himself, and hunted wild food outside.

If Fang had been a little more brazen, he could have used "this is a mistake every man makes" to justify himself.But he really wasn't so shameless. He was a man, and Jin Chunan was also a man. We all had one dick and two eggs. Why couldn't Jin Chunan control him?

But it's one thing to think clearly, it's another to feel depressed.Knowing that he was self-inflicted did not affect his jealousy, Fang actually acted like a madman, with no clothes on, walking around the room naked with a bird on his mouth, babbling, and being self-conscious for a while. Condemning, then condemning Jin Chunan again, and then scolding the eighteen generations of Jiang Changkan's ancestors one by one, hating him for sticking to himself like a dog's skin plaster, making himself confused.

After wandering around the room for more than half an hour, Fang actually sneezed a few times, but he still felt that his heart was burning and uncomfortable, so he just let himself go, and just went to the balcony to blow the cold wind.

Fang actually doesn't care what is decent or not, and he doesn't want his neighbors to see him, anyway, he feels uncomfortable and feels cool.

The terrace was originally in a state of blooming flowers, but now the flowers are no longer red and the willows are no longer green, and the eyes are full of desolation and decay.

Fang unexpectedly sat down on the bench, with his long legs crossed, a cigarette in one hand, and the other on the back of the chair. He was a shameless rogue.

He thought about things too seriously, and didn't notice the ash that had accumulated on the cigarette. The ash wobbled on the cigarette butt for a while, and finally fell off when he frowned and took a sharp puff.

Coincidentally, it landed on his bird's head, scorching him so much that he grinned.

He was comforting his little bird, and when he raised his eyes, he saw an old man in the opposite building, wearing glasses and looking at him through the window.No matter how thick-skinned Fang was, he couldn't hold back any longer, so he yelled, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen anyone walking a bird?!"

He didn't realize that the old man was a stubborn one, Fang Ran had just finished calling him, he immediately changed the gun, took a telescope from the side, removed the old equipment, and wanted to study Fang Ran's body structure more carefully.

Fang was stunned, thinking that Ginger was still old and hot, and hurriedly clutching the bird with his buttocks between his hands, he walked back to the room in small steps like a frivolous little girl with yellow flowers.

Back in the bedroom, Fang actually took a picture in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and found that his physical condition was still good. Although he was already thirty-one, his legs were long and his buttocks were upturned, and his chest and abdomen were a little thin, slender and beautifully lined. Not bloated.After watching for a long time, he came to a rather narcissistic conclusion, if he could fuck himself, then he would definitely have a blast.

Thinking in this way, he recalled the eventful years in the past.

I think back then when he fought in the north and south, he made appointments with the invincible in the gay circle, and immediately slapped his ass and left after the appointment, without any nostalgia, he was very chic.It doesn't matter whether you are a good person or a beautiful person, there will be no splash in his heart.In the years when he played hard, he was mainly the number one, and occasionally the number zero, but after being with Jin Chunan, he was always the one who was pushed down, the bird in front of him who was about to fly. The child is completely useless.

Fang actually frowned and thought, if he has been nagging about women so much lately, could it be because he has been fucked for a long time?

Thinking back to the time when I was not locked up by Jin Chunan, when was I so worried about gain and loss?Which time it doesn't fit, or if it doesn't fit, you fucking get out of here?Even if I am such a bastard, when did I miss a young and beautiful boy?How come after just a few years of family life, you become like a boudoir and resentful woman?

What kind of epilepsy is this? I'm walking a bird and I'm jealous?What about your original unruly?What about the heartless back then?What about the free and easy way back then?Oh, what is Jin Chunan, I don't care about where he likes to go, whoever he likes to kiss with.Do you think I can't live without you, Jin Chunan?Joke, tomorrow I will find ten or eight little fresh meats, so Zhang Chunan, Wang Chunan, Zhou Chunan, Fang Chunan...

While talking about Zhao Qian, Sun, Li Zhou, Wu Zheng, and all kinds of Chu Nan, Fang actually dug out Jin Chunan's various objects and threw them into a cardboard box, as if to prove his determination to cut off his past, and prepared to take them later. Sacrifice to the trash can.

Most of the things in this room belong to Jin Chunan, Jin Chunan's clothes, Jin Chunan's pants, Jin Chunan's socks, Jin Chunan's stupid woolen gloves, Jin Chunan bought him vitamins, Jin Chunan bought him a foot warmer, Jin Chunan bought him Jin Chunan bought him an anti-smog mask...

Fang actually sniffed his nose, his eyes were bloodshot, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and sat down on the cold ground.

He froze for a while, then continued to rummage in the cabinet, rummaging through it, and found a small box at the bottom of the cabinet.Fang actually felt that the box looked familiar, and when he opened it, there was a shriveled piece of tree bark lying inside.

When he and Jin Chunan went to Hainan together, he very rudely carved their names on the trunk of a tree, and drew a small heart on the outside.At that time, Jin Chunan seriously criticized his lack of public morality, turned his head and took advantage of his inattention, scraped off the piece of bark, and hid it like a treasure in a very beautiful small box.Later, Fang turned through the socks once, somehow got the little box out, and even made fun of Jin Chunan about it.Jin Chunan was so ridiculed that he became furious and threw the box out of the window in front of Fang Ranran.

Fang actually thought that he must not be found, so he didn't care too much, coaxed Jin Chunan casually, and put the matter behind him.I didn't expect that fool to find the box back, and I don't know how much effort it took...

Fang actually looked at the dry bark, his nose felt sore, his throat seemed to be choked with something, his heart was sour and sweet, his eyes were covered with mist, which was about to condense into a trickle, but he Suddenly burst into laughter, revealing a particularly heartwarming smile.Anyone else would treat it as garbage, but that idiot couldn't tell the good from the bad, and offered up such a broken thing as a treasure.

Digging deeper, I found a small book.

That book is also very soiled, the cover is a landscape photo, I don’t know which mountain top, and there are some very old-fashioned chicken soup for the soul written on it, such as friendship lasts forever, friends are the wealth of a lifetime, There is also a string of English g on the bottom. I don't know if the son of the director of the Zaoben factory, who is in elementary school, read it himself.

Fang actually turned to the first page, and there was a blurred pen writing on it, which read "I wish Chu Nan a smooth study and be admitted to the ideal junior high school, Grandpa Kang Weiguo".Fang actually remembered that Jin Chunan had mentioned to himself that his grandfather passed away when he was in the sixth grade of primary school. Calculated the time, it should be about the same day as the day when this book was given away. From this point of view, it was left to him by Jin Chunan’s grandfather. A very precious relic.I don't know if Jin Chunan hid it too well, or Fang was too careless. In short, Fang has never seen Jin Chunan use this book.

Fang actually thought, what would Chu Nan write in this notebook?It must be something very important.

He turned back carefully. The first few articles were composed by elementary school students. The traces faded away, and Jin Chunan used a pen to trace the childish handwriting and sketched it again.

It is also affectionate.

Fang actually thought that after the elementary school diary, it should be a middle school diary, and maybe he could still see Xiao Jin's boyish feelings when he had a crush on his classmate.But he turned a few pages later, and there was no diary to speak of, no middle school campus, no boyish feelings, probably since the grandfather passed away, this diary has become a shrine in Jin Chunan's heart, which can be enshrined and worshipped , but no more words can be added to it.

Fang was a little disappointed. Before closing the book, he habitually flipped through it.

Then he saw a scene that almost made his blood stagnate.

In contrast to those immature accounts in the early years, some daily life is written backwards from the last page.

Jin Chunan's daily life.

"November 20, 11xx, when the weather turned cold recently, he got a runny nose from the cold, and he was angry at being asked to add more clothes, saying that wearing too thick would not look good, it was just too irritating."

"November 20, 11xx, I bought a box of warm babies today and stuck them on the inside of his clothes. His complexion has improved a lot, and he doesn't sniff his nose anymore. He seems quite satisfied."

"December 20, 12xx, today is Christmas Eve, I made a table of dishes and waited for him, but I couldn't return after a phone call, and said that I was a follower, and it was a foreign festival for Chinese people. But forget it, tomorrow Make cabbage tofu for him, whether he likes it or not."

"December 20, 12xx, I tried to cook some foreign dishes today, fried veal steak, spaghetti, fried foie gras, baked lobster with cheese, didn't buy turkey, got a roast duck to fill up, and actually said that I am good at cooking. "

"On January 20, 1xx, Fang was actually a psychopath! He said he would come back for dinner in the morning, but he couldn't come back at noon. I called and said I would come back after the noodles were cooked. I almost broke my legs running to buy vegetables. I quarreled with him, but seeing how tired he is, think about it or forget it, I am a broad-minded person, and I don’t care about childish ghosts.”

……

Fang actually thought at first, what a precious memory, worthy of such a relic?What kind of person and what kind of thing deserves to be written in this book that weighs more than a thousand dollars?Of course he has a little fantasy, fantasy that it is himself, so when he sees the blank after the first few pages of the diary, he will be disappointed.But such disappointment was not too much, and it even made him feel at ease.He has failed Jin Chunan, but he is not that important to Jin Chunan, so such disappointment will not cause much harm to Xiao Jin, and he does not need to feel too guilty.

But now, his name almost filled the second half of this diary, entry after entry, page after page.Those words seemed to be turned into sharp blades, each horizontal line was a sharp knife, and each vertical line was a sharpened sword, which pierced his heart to the point of weeping blood, and the pain was unspeakable.

Outside the window, night has already fallen, and the lush trees in the daytime are like ghost shadows, peeking into people's fragile hearts.The lights of Wanjia gradually lit up, and people who were busy and numb during the day were immersed in a warm and warm atmosphere.

In one of these warm lights, in a corner among tall buildings, a handsome young man was crying uncontrollably.

For his lost love.