Let go of the past

Li Ziqing dragged his head still groggy from the hangover, and had a tasteless lunch with Ji Bing. The other party even adhered to the principle of not talking when eating or sleeping, so after the meal, he was in a trance, giving people a feeling of being opposite to each other. The illusion of sitting on an ice sculpture.That gloomy and stern face and the cold look in his eyes once made Li Ziqing feel that the flash-like smile he saw in the other party's office earlier was actually blind himself.

On the way back, Li Ziqing pointed to the subway entrance, turned to Ji Bing and said, "Put me down on the side of the road, I'll take the subway back."

Ji Bing turned a deaf ear to it, but stepped on the accelerator and accelerated past the subway entrance.

Li Ziqing fell silent, moved his body slightly, leaned on the back of the seat facing the car door sideways, turned his head and looked out the window and stopped talking.

In the suffocating silence, Ji Bing suddenly asked in a calm tone, "Did you not go to the concert yesterday?"

"En." Li Ziqing replied a single word lightly, without any intention of continuing the chat.

"Then why go drinking?"

"Drink as much as you want." In a perfunctory tone.

They were quiet for a while, and then suddenly heard Ji Bing say, "I want to clarify something with you." Ji Bing stared at the red light that was counting down in front of him, his eyes sinking, "I didn't go to America with Xie Jiaqi, and Bai Lisheng didn't tell you like that."

Li Ziqing tilted his head to look at him calmly, then looked back immediately, but remained silent.

The red light gradually went to single digits, Ji Bing's hesitation and pain began to appear on Ji Bing's face, Li Ziqing caught a glimpse of his expression from the corner of his eye, such struggling and hesitating, such vacillating, suddenly felt very ridiculous.

is it necessary?He heard an inner voice growling, manic and hysterical.

Is it necessary to deceive and conceal so conscientiously until now?

How can I, Li Ziqing, let you, Ji Bing, use your Oscar-winning acting skills to perform a well-known clumsy plot.

The roar in his head gradually faded away, and then he heard Ji Bing finally make up his mind, and said slowly: "Li Ziqing, I actually—"

There was a sudden sound of a siren behind him, and the owner of the car behind repeatedly honked his horn to urge him to go quickly. Ji Bing stepped on the gas pedal irritably to start the car, and amidst the harsh and chaotic noise, Ji Bing clearly heard Li Ziqing's return. He said: "Actually, you don't love me anymore, right?"

Ji Bing was shocked, and he heard the person next to him speak slowly and dreamily, "Look, it's not that difficult to say this sentence. How long have you made psychological achievements in your heart?" One month? Two months? Or a few years?" When he said this, he lowered his head and chuckled, his eyes fell somewhere in the air in the car, and he said, "It's just a sentence, and it won't kill anyone. Now I Say it for you, you're fine, and I'm fine, but you don't love me anymore, that's all."

Ji Bing turned the steering wheel violently, the tires rubbed against the road and made a screeching sound, the car barely stopped by the side of the road, Ji Bing turned his head to look at Li Ziqing, who was on the co-pilot with a calm expression, took a deep breath and trembled again He exhaled tremblingly, and after recovering for a few seconds, he opened his mouth slowly: "It's just a sentence, it's true that no one will die. Li Ziqing, tell me, do you still love me?"

Li Ziqing turned his head to look at him, his eyes were clear and calm, as if frost had condensed inside.That look in Ji Bing's heart suddenly filled with panic, subconsciously wanting to stop him from answering.

However, Ji Bing can't stop it. One person can never control the will of others, even if they are lovers, former lovers.

"Ji Bing, I have wasted ten years on you, please let me go, I want to try someone else."

For a moment, Li Ziqing felt as if he saw a completely unfamiliar Ji Bing. Lost, sad, overwhelmed, and lost, all emotions that can be classified as fragile and vulnerable can be seen in Ji Bing. Shadows were caught in his expression and eyes.

He suddenly felt a strong pleasure, a revenge-like pleasure that had been accumulated for many years.

He enjoys this unprecedented pleasure, numbs his nerves, and doesn't think about it, so he temporarily forgets the ensuing, overwhelming pain and sorrow.

Like an ultimatum, he saw Ji Bing's lips collided up and down, his eyes were desolate and deep, he looked at him steadily, and asked slowly: "Li Ziqing, are you serious?"

The aftertaste of pleasure still exists in his mind, Li Ziqing nodded, then stretched out his hand suddenly, leaned over to caress Ji Bing's side face, looked into his eyes with tender eyes like the last lover, and replied: "I will accompany you After you have slept nine times, please let me go when you are done, okay?"

His tail was still floating in the air, but Ji Bing pushed him away abruptly, and Li Ziqing was caught off guard and slammed into the car door with his back. Even so, he quickly caught the momentary suspicion and disgust in Ji Bing's eyes, Then, the other party used his own words to truly verify this point.

"Have you always been like this?" Ji Bing looked at Li Ziqing and asked, "Vulgar philistine, compromises, has no corners, no principles, no persistence, as if you can live whatever you want, and grow freely and blend into it."

Li Ziqing froze for a long while in the posture of being pushed away, as if Ji Bing said something in a language he didn't understand, and someone had to translate it before he could fully understand it.

His slow response made Ji Bing frown impatiently, and then there was a crisp click, the door on Li Ziqing's side was unlocked, Ji Bing leaned back on the back of the driver's seat, put his hands on the steering wheel, and turned his head away Looking ahead, said to him lightly: "Get out of the car."

Li Ziqing didn't move, as if he was deaf and blind in an instant, Ji Bing waited for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at him again, with an indifferent expression, and asked, "Can't you open the door?"

Li Ziqing's mind and consciousness returned to their original position in an instant. He quickly lowered his head, straightened his body, opened the car door and walked down. During this time, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. I heard Ji Bing in the car say: "I will call you if necessary, that's it, goodbye."

"Okay." He heard his own voice say, and then he pushed the door shut with his arm. The dark gray sports car made a huge roar, turned around and drove onto the main road, and disappeared in the coming and going city traffic in a blink of an eye.

Li Ziqing stood there without blinking and watched for a while, until the dark gray shadow could no longer be found in his vision. He closed his sore eyes, and when he opened them again, the world in front of him was completely blurred.

This is a good thing, Li Ziqing.

he said desperately to himself.

You got rid of Ji Bing, got rid of everything about this person, those joys, sorrows, smiles and tears in the past, that rampant, inexplicable love, and the unbearable persistence and persistence, all got rid of it.

Next, as long as you adjust your emotions, you can find what you want, feelings, or others, but everything in the future will no longer be about Ji Bing.

But why, Li Ziqing suddenly felt that the whole world began to become desolate and vast in his eyes, so boundless, with no end in sight.

Not knowing where to go, not knowing what to do next, he stood at the corner of the busy city with eyes wide open, like a soul that had lost all emotions and desires.

The cell phone rang suddenly in his ears, and Li Ziqing even searched around before realizing that the sound came from his jacket pocket.

He took it out, didn't even look at the caller ID, and frantically slid it on.

It seemed that his emotions urgently needed a breakthrough, and this sudden call was his only life-saving straw when he was drowning.

"Hello, Ziqing?" Bai Lisheng's faint voice came over, and Li Ziqing gasped out of his throat, followed by a trembling hum.

Bai Lisheng didn't notice the strangeness in his voice, and continued: "Did you have something to do last night?"

Li Ziqing's mind was still in chaos, so he couldn't react and replied: "What?"

Bai Lisheng was silent, and Li Ziqing finally struggled out of his messy emotions, and hurriedly added: "I'm sorry, I was busy last night." Almost without thinking, he continued, "Sorry, Xiaobai, next time I must..."

"Concerts don't mean that if you want to have a next time, there will definitely be one."

Li Ziqing's voice was cut off in the air, he opened his mouth, and finally he could only murmur again: "...I'm sorry."

"Forget it." Bai Lisheng was not in a hurry, and seemed to be in control of the rhythm, "I will go to S City next time, so you can treat me to dinner."

"Okay." Li Ziqing responded hastily, and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Bai Lisheng paused, then said again: "Then you and Ji Bing?"

Li Ziqing's hand holding the phone trembled. He looked at the grass in the flower bed by the roadside swaying back and forth against the wind, and replied flatly, "We are fine, thank you for your concern."

"Yes." Bai Lisheng's voice could not detect emotion, "If you feel wronged, just tell me, even if we can't be lovers, we are still friends."

"...Okay." Li Zi responded with a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Xiaobai."

"You're welcome." Bai Lisheng said to him, "Be happy, Ziqing."

"...Okay, I will."