cheater

Gu Jinbei will not lie to me.

Ning Jiule has his own eyes, and he will see whether he has real feelings.

Take a thousand steps back.

Gu Jinbei really lied to him, so Ning Jiule also admitted it.

He has deceived so many people, and he deserved it for being deceived, and he deserves death.

Ning Jiule took a deep breath, put Gu Jinbei's phone back where it was, and continued watching the horror movie on the big screen as if nothing had happened.

It took a while for Gu Jinbei to come back, "Are you scared?"

Ning Jiule raised his eyebrows meanly.

He has learned since he was a child that Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, so his lies are rarely exposed.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, it's just a suspense film." Looking at Gu Jinbei's calm expression, it seemed that he wasn't the one who was frightened and urinated just now,

"Come into brother's arms if you're afraid." Ning Jiule patted himself on the shoulder, "Kang is so busy~"

Gu Jinbei felt that he was being despised. In order to restore his dignity, he stared at the big screen for the next four to ten minutes, sitting up straight and breathing evenly.

Those who didn't know thought he was in a meeting, but Ning Jiule couldn't see that he was actually afraid.

Ning Jiule's mood fell inexplicably.

I still overestimate myself, and I still feel that I care.

The little lump on the phone was as big as a little finger, firmly stuck in Ning Jiule's heart. With a slight movement of Gu Jinbei, Ning Jiule could feel that small lump constantly sharpening his heart. Raising his eyes also gave him a slight sting.

Ning Jiule felt that it was still necessary to tell Gu Jinbei about this matter, and cut off that small lump as soon as possible, so as not to grow into an incurable malignant tumor.

Removing the foreign body is cutting the heart open...

After returning to City H, Gu Jinbei went directly to the company, his eyes were red, but fortunately the matter was resolved, Ning Jiule went home and had lunch with Xia Yang, the little bun that he hadn’t seen for a long time lay on his lap Rubbing back and forth, leaving a line of cat hair.

Ning Jiule looked at her black jeans and the cat fur all over the house and couldn't help but sigh, spring is really here.

"Brother, thank you for helping to take care of the little bun." For lunch, Xia Yang had his favorite dumpling, which he said had a special taste.

In view of Xia Yang's good performance today, Ning Jiule helped him prepare a dipping sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, chili oil, and some mashed garlic. The small bowl was pushed in front of Xia Yang, "Dip this and eat."

Xia Yang would rather die, he always felt as if he had mixed some fairy's magic potion, and this kind of thing was not allowed to be eaten.

"Whether you like to eat or not, this is the same as hot pot dipping sauce, the soul of dumplings." Ning Jiule said as he twisted a white cat hair from his mouth.

The spring cat is like a six or seven-year-old child, annoying. He put the little bun on the ground, picked up a dumpling and threw it whole into his mouth.

Tonight, tonight, I will discuss the matter with Gu Jinbei, and I will not suffer this crime if I am killed.

"Xiao Jiu'er, do you have something on your mind?" Xia Yang said suddenly, which made Ning Jiule a little overwhelmed.

He touched his head unnaturally, "Is there?"

"Well, it doesn't look very happy."

Ning Jiule was curious, "How did you find out."

Gu Jinbei was as smart as a monkey and didn't notice it.

"The first time I saw you eat and chew for 1 minute, now it's one minute and five seconds."

……

Gu Jinbei came back very late at night, saying that he had attended the company's celebration party.

"Gu Jinbei, I have something to tell you." Ning Jiule sat on Gu Jinbei's bed in his pajamas, looking at Gu Jinbei who was brushing his hair just after taking a shower.

"Well, let's talk." Gu Jinbei shook the water droplets on his hair, pulled his neck and took off his clothes, revealing his firm belly and clear lines. The word sexy-sensual is completely used on him. There is no sense of disobedience.

Ning Jiule took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and took a deep breath. Gu Jinbei panicked a little with his nervous look, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't lay the groundwork for so long, it's scary."

"That..." What to do, what should Gu Jinbei do if he really avenged Lin Xue, "That day at the movie theater, when you were going to the bathroom, I received a call from Lin Xue on your mobile phone. "

Gu Jinbei paused while wiping his hair, "And then..."

"She said that you were with me to get revenge on me. I want to ask you, is it true or not?" The only thing Ning Jiule can do now is to carefully maintain his pride and not be too embarrassed by hysteria.

Gu Jinbei was silent for a while, folded the towel and put it on the table, and sat silently beside Ning Jiule.

"I'm sorry..." Gu Jinbei's three soft words were like the sharpest knife, carelessly cutting open Ning Jiule's chest and taking out his heart.

"I did have this idea at the beginning, because I had already caught you at that time, and you were still lying to me for various reasons. I wanted to teach you a lesson so that you can remember it long, so later on you The Tsunami Mansion saw me."

Ning Jiule remembered that when Gu Jinbei talked about antiques with a group of old men in the Tsunami Mansion, he even pretended to be a substitute driver to pull Gu Jinbei back.

"The antique cup we talked about was actually me who scared you..."

Ning Jiule's back felt cold, sure enough, Gu Jinbei was the real person.

"So, when I took you back to Old Beicheng, you were actually sober..."

Gu Jinbei nodded, stood up and took out a delicate small box from the cabinet. Inside the box was the tender green blanket that originally belonged to Ning Jiule's house.

"I remember that you covered me with a blanket and patted my shoulder lightly. You said, sleep well, Xiaobei."

Ning Jiule had already forgotten what happened that day, he only remembered that he smoked on the balcony all night, and then decided to let Gu Jinbei go.

Damn it, who let who go.

"That was the first time someone let me sleep well since my mother passed away... So I decided to let him pass those things, and we will not know each other in the future." After Gu Jinbei finished speaking, he imitated Ning Jiule's cuteness She pursed her lips, "You were the one who pestered me first."

At this time, Gu Jinbei actually complained about Ning Jiule and ran away after flirting.

"On that day, Meng Qingyun and I broke up."

It was that day that Ning Jiule had the intention of hooking up with Meng Qingyun.

Sin ah.

"I swear that after that, I never thought of revenge on you again! Xiao Jiuer... I really love you." Just now he swore solemnly, the next second Gu Jinbei hugged Ning Jiule, in his ear Grinding side by side.

"Thank you for not hiding it in your heart," Gu Jinbei explained before he remembered it and was afraid. If Ning Jiule directly gave him the death penalty, he would have no place to cry.

Ning Jiule was completely unable to resist his lowered voice, and his body softened instantly.

Ning Jiule raised her body slightly, bit his thin lips, and the tip of her lips brushed against his lips lightly. The feeling was numb, as if an electric current was rushing to every corner of her body.

At that time, Gu Jinbei fell into a deep sleep. He hasn't slept well these days, and he can only sleep in his own bed. This is why Gu Jinbei rejects business trips, he accepts the bed.

Ning Jiule slept all afternoon during the day and was still refreshed, so he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and planned to watch a movie for a while, but found a lot of missed calls and text messages.

What's going on here……

Most of the phone calls and text messages came from Han Yunchen, and the others were also friends in this circle.

Han Yunchen asked him to stop at the bar before three o'clock in the morning, he said...

He and Zhang Yang were about to wash their hands, and they were finally getting together.

This time Ning Jiule was not so aggrieved, he felt that he would be the one who sent this kind of text message in the near future.

Ning Jiule took a look at Gu Jinbei, and felt that it was time to take him to the ancestral grave, and to admit his mistake to his grandfather.

Ning Jiule put on her clothes and hurried out the door. It was past twelve o'clock when she stopped. There were many people inside, all of them familiar faces.

Ning Jiule guessed that these people could come because of publicity, Han Yunchen didn't have such a good popularity.

As soon as Ning Jiule entered, he received the strongest attention. He is famous now.

It is rarer than a sow climbing a tree to have a famous person in the liar's den.

"Little Jiu'er, you're here." Han Yunchen and Zhang Yang stood together. They were wearing the same plaid shirts, and their relationship was self-evident.

For Han Yunchen, Ning Jiule felt guilty to some extent. He was happier than anyone else that he could find happiness. Ning Jiule smiled at Han Yunchen, opened his arms and hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "Have a good time in the future."

Zhang Yang was a bit apprehensive, he hurriedly separated the two, stuffed a bottle of wine into Ning Jiule's phone, "If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home!"

"Of course, of course you have to drink in this kind of life!" Ning Jiule agreed readily, but after a round of wine, others had already gone down several bottles, and he still pretended to drink the bottle in his hand.

Fortunately, his acting skills are good enough, so he stole two empty bottles and put them aside, his eyes narrowed as if he was drunk, he couldn't even sit still, he was stumbling around.

He looked around, basically in this state, no one would notice him, as long as he waited for a while, when they fell down completely, he could go home.

Warm quilt, waiting for your father~

Ning Jiule tilted his head and lay down on the bar counter, so that he could retire after 10 minutes of lying down.

Suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder, that hand was very hot, and the heat was continuously transmitted to his body through Ning Jiule's shirt.

"Little Jiuer..."

It's Han Yunchen.

"are you drunk?"

At this time, the one who said that he was drunk with his big tongue was the idiot. Ning Jiule was witty and did not speak. He swore that he would never drink when Gu Jinbei was not present.

Han Yunchen knew that he was not drunk, Ning Jiule was always in his sight, and Han Yunchen knew how much he had drunk.

He just wanted to take advantage of this moment to say something, which Ning Jiule had to hear, but he couldn't mention it again.

"Ning Jiule, I love you, Ning Jiule, goodbye." Maybe it would be hypocritical to say so, but Han Yunchen's farewell at this moment is not his love that has never blossomed and borne fruit, but the most beautiful youth in his life.

Many years later, Han Yunchen flipped through his diary, and there was a very hypocritical sentence written on it.

Han Yunchen is like a barren land, cracked, torn, and full of scars, while Ning Jiule is a beautiful rain, clear, clean, and full of vigor. As for Zhang Yang, he is the hard-working old farmer, let's not mention it .

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