Bamboo horse please don't grow crooked

"Azheng, I'm sorry...don't feel sorry for me..."

As long as he saw Ye Zheng's face always with a smile and awkward expression, showing panic and loss that even he was unfamiliar with, Lu Yu couldn't help caring softly, and abandoned the indifference he wanted to show just now. net.

Ye Zheng was as embarrassed as if she had been stabbed in pain, she raised her sleeves and wiped her face without disappointment, wiping off all the hot moisture around her eyes, retaining the last bit of self-esteem.

"Who is sad for you, I wish I could break up with you, I hate you."

Lu Yu suddenly smiled, like a desperate person in a predicament, who was relieved even though he knew that he would never see the light of day again.

"Then just keep hating me... Azheng will never forget me in this life, right?" If there is no love, then hating is not bad, the only thing he doesn't allow is forgetting.

Ye Zheng's mind was in a mess, with mixed feelings.

Talked about breaking up, but he called Azheng so gently, and worried that he would forget him, so what was he doing?

He is not a hard piece of wood, can he easily abandon the warmth that happened between them, the day and night love and sympathy?

"Since we broke up, there's no need to call me Azheng, you can just call me Yezheng."

Since it has to be broken, why not stop it simply?It wasn't him who wanted to break up.

Lu Yu gasped for a breath, and nodded slowly in response.

The phrase Azheng that he has called for half his life is no longer a simple title.It is also a symbol of intimacy, and it is also his exclusive authority. People like Chu Hang have no chance to call him that.

But such a qualification was deprived by him again.

The privilege and tenderness he gave will eventually be taken back one by one.

Jiang Liu said that Ye Zheng was the softest towards him, but why can he be so ruthless?When she was kind to him, she could give him all her charming body and smile, but now, she refuses to leave him even a trace of nostalgia.

Even if it was Lu Yuti's breakup, he still wanted to keep the warmth between them.

Because it's not that he doesn't love, but that he loves too much.

……

At about six or seven o'clock in the evening, Ye Zheng brought a suitcase from home to Lu's house.

Once opened, it contained Lu Yu's personal belongings left by him, including his cup, clothes, tie, cufflinks, pens, etc. Ye Zheng brought them to return to him.

But these objects not only have practical functions, but also carry extraordinary meanings, like a key, which instantly unlocks the locked memory.

In the dust of memories, Lu Yu chose to remain silent.

"You can just throw it away."

He made the decision to break up rationally, but it was not just a word, a heart-wrenching conversation.

Everything that followed was something he had to face. For example, now, Ah Zheng just stripped off his own imprints in his life as it should be, and returned them all to him, as if they had never appeared before each other. same in life.

As long as he sees it, he will only recall bits and pieces of himself in Ye Zheng's house.Faced with such a sharp and direct injury, he wanted to give up all of it, but in the end he took it back and kept it safe.

If the person is gone, at least there will still be these objects carrying mutual memories in the future, let him savor them carefully.

Ye Zheng frowned and looked at the pensive man, as if he felt that there were dark clouds covering him, with his own considerations and entanglements, but despite his displeasure, he accepted it.

Besides, he was really reluctant to throw it away, if he really didn't accept it, he would keep it for himself... Ye Zheng scratched his head irritably.

"You bought me too many things. I can't pay them back. Look at deducting the money from the dividend."

At the beginning, it was Lu Yu who said that he would transfer dividends to him, but now that Ye Zheng said so, he felt a solid punch on the cheek in an instant, and his face became hot and sour.

Speaking of which, the trousers and shoes that Ye Zheng was wearing today were also bought by Lu Yu.

After living together for so many years, each other's shadows can't wait to be completely integrated into each other's lives. Ye Zheng also opened the closet, only to remember that most of it was bought by Lu Yu for him, even underwear, socks, and ties. The object, that person can always pay attention to it carefully.

According to Lu Yu himself, he likes that the clothes he chooses by himself can be closely attached to the body of his beloved, as if he is with him all the time.

Now Ye Zheng is angry when he sees these clothes, and hates this person who broke into his world selfishly and took away his sun without any explanation, so that he can only look up at his light, but now he wants to give up?He was unwilling, but he couldn't pull his face back like a woman to save him.

Lu Yu said that it is the feeling of not being able to love, and he seems to be able to understand a little bit.

After a hasty inspection, Ye Zheng endured the low pressure to take away her own things in Lu Yu's room, and then stuffed them into the empty suitcase. After everything was ready to be packed, she slowed down and slowly closed the suitcase. Pull out the lever.

He was leaving, and he wondered if the man would say anything else.

However, there was not a single word.

Lu Yu went to the desk and tapped on the computer as early as when he was tidying up, concentrating on his work, ignoring the ping-pong-pong sound of Ye Zheng deliberately cleaning up, and staring at the computer screen without squinting, as if the only thing in his hand was to attract his attention.

The sound of the pulley rolling on the wooden floor was not small, and it made a slight creaking sound as if it was slowly passing through his nerves.

Ye Zheng took a deep breath and couldn't help turning his head to look at him. Did that bastard really not turn his head to look at him?

The suitcase was dragged away violently, across the floor harshly, the door was slammed shut again, and a sharp fan came out, as if it could hit Lu Yu just like that.

Almost instantly, Lu Yu stuck to the door panel, using the best ears in his life, listening to the sound of his footsteps leaving angrily.

Every time the familiar sound of footsteps became weaker, Lu Yu's heartbeat became weaker.

It's not that he doesn't want to say a word, he just wants to say too much.

He wanted to remind Azheng not to have a fever when the seasons changed, not to drink iced drinks at night, and not to eat puffed food, and not to carry cigarettes with him all the time even when working... Countless words that came up couldn't be explained in a flash.

The words came to his lips, and then dissipated as if nothing had happened.

And his heartbeat also seemed to stop suddenly the moment he left completely.

Lu Yu is used to filling up the lack of private life with a lot of work at this time.

There is a resting room in the office, so he didn't go back to Lu's house at all. Facing his mother's questioning, his busy work was the best justification.

He has never felt that a certain house can be called home, no matter how warmly furnished or how expensive the land is, it cannot be counted.

But if there is a place where someone is in the heart, even if it is just a small dormitory, it is his home.

But now his home no longer exists.

The biological mother and younger brother who are waiting in the real family, and the indifferent but generous stepfather, together cannot give him a real sense of belonging.

Sometimes, even if Lu Yu saw a fruit knife, he would be fascinated by its slightly shimmering cold light. When looking down at the bottom of the building from the floor-to-ceiling windows, he would also think, what would happen if he just jumped off like this?

In his previous life, Lu Yu committed suicide by cutting his wrists in the bathtub before he awakened his memory.

After waking up, he snorted and felt stupid.

If she died like this, who would protect A Zheng, wouldn't A Zheng belong to someone else?

But now he seems to really understand what he thought at the beginning.Death is indeed the quickest escape from all suffering.

Just like at that time, holding Azheng's clothes, surrounded by the smell of his body with peace of mind, soaking in the warm water wholeheartedly, the blood lost from the wrist seemed to be slowly draining all the strength in the body, staining the clear water. Into a beautiful pale red, comforting and tingling.

It's like dying slowly in Ah Zheng's arms, which feels good too.

Even though Lu Yu was holding a cup of hot coffee in both hands in the summer when the sun was shining brightly, the cold air in his bone marrow still made his teeth stiff from the cold.

The hands are warmed, but who should warm the heart?

Such extreme and sad thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

Jiang Liu, who has always been prudent, rushed into the office without knocking on the door, and put down a few documents.

"What's going on? Didn't you review this? How could it still go wrong?"

He came back to work, and in just a short while, he checked it casually and found the mistake. He asked the staff, and they said that it was signed by Lu Yu.

It's really strange.

With Lu Yu's meticulous work attitude, Jiang Liu really didn't believe that he would make a mistake. In the past, it was because he scolded others for not being careful enough, but now it is time for him to be picked on.

"I work overtime at night, and I will read all the financial statements again."

Lu Yu sighed softly, feeling a little annoyed, took the document and glanced at it, his eyes full of seriousness.At present, the only thing he can do well is the work in front of him.

"Aren't you going back to accompany Ye Zheng?"

Jiang Liu asked in surprise.I wonder if today is the first night of the two just reconciled, shouldn't Lu Yu spend the night in the office?

Speaking of it, Lu Yu's love for working overtime is just a recent thing.

He is used to going all out to solve the tasks quickly within the specified time, and then leave work at 05:30 on time, buy vegetables or comic books for Ye Zheng, and go home.

But if it's reconciled, is it still necessary?

"Need not."

Lu Yu's breathing became bitter, and he didn't explain too much, just shook his head lightly.

Jiang Liu was joking without knowing it, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, trying to liven up the atmosphere, and scolded Ye Zheng.

"Why are you pulling a face? How did Ye Zheng coax people? Did you kiss? Did you have sex? Why do I feel that it's not enough...It's okay, my good brother will help you, I will work overtime tonight, so you just buy it Eat more and go back to make him happy, and he will forget everything after playing two games with him, and you two will love each other for another night, and the next day will be fine-"

"It won't be better!"

Jiang Liu's teasing words hit Lu Yu's nerves, making him jump up and respond loudly like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"we broke up!"

So, kissing, going home, and playing games with him are all impossible!

If he can't be a lover, it's not that he can't be friends with him, but asking him to stay by his side all the time but not being able to hug him is tantamount to the cruelest torture. He is afraid that he will regret every minute and every second.