The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

Breaking up with Yang Yan is not an easy matter, no matter in terms of psychological presupposition or practical operation.

Yang Yan is not stupid, on the contrary, he is quite sharp in some aspects.

Raising it rashly will only make him alert and realize that something is wrong.

So Lin Siji and Li Qijie said, give me some time.

It didn't take him long to come up with a concrete plan.

Very common breakup tricks, estrangement, cold war, and some third-party intervention.

Almost every cheesy couple has to go before breaking up.

From the perspective of a bystander, Lin Siji calmly wrote down specific operations, from reducing the number of calls to controlling the use of modal particles in the conversation.

Make a plan and stick to it.

Just like he's been doing since he was a kid.

But the implementation of this plan was extremely difficult.

Yang Yan was more sensitive than he imagined, he almost noticed Lin Siji's indifference after the first call after Lin Siji made up his mind.

"What happened, are you in a bad mood?"

"It's nothing." Lin Siji whispered, "I'm too tired, I'll take a rest first."

Yang Yan was still very confused, but he still said good night as thoughtfully as Lin Siji had hoped.

After finishing the call, Yang Yan felt a little weird, but he didn't think about it deeply, and fell asleep after thinking about it for a while. He couldn't guess that Lin Siji could not sleep all night after hanging up the phone.

But Lin Siji didn't want him to know either.

If the breakup is a clean break, then the cold war to the breakup is probably a two-way lingering.

Lin Siji saw the sharp blade fall down one by one, and when it was lifted up, blood was bloody.

A hole was pierced in the heart, and blood flowed out.

Lin Siji felt that his breath was full of blood, and the severe mental pain that could not be relieved made him weaker than ever.

And thinking that sooner or later Yang Yan would have to suffer as much pain as he did, the pain became even worse, from the bottom of his heart to his fingertips so painful that he twitched.

This is a punishment led by oneself.

Waking up from endless nightmares, Lin Siji thought profusely in sweat.

One knife for himself, one knife for Yang Yan.

The executioner is selfish but unselfish.

With a knife, the filth and love, together with the flesh and blood, were wiped out.

From then on, he was deaf and blind, and his hands and feet were cut off.

It is no longer possible to be a "whole" human being.

Lin Siji's changes were noticed by Xie Xuanming, who was part of Lin Siji's plan.This impromptu male protagonist gets one salary and does two jobs, and maintains the image of an actor both on and off the screen.

At the bar that day, Lin Siji hung up the phone, Xie Xuanming glanced at his bloodshot eyes, and suggested: "Why don't you really go for a drink."

Lin Siji smiled tiredly: "It's not to the point where I can drink away my worries."

Xie Xuanming frowned, he was vaguely aware of Lin Siji's situation: "Must we divide?"

"Ah." Lin Siji rubbed his temples, whispering as if he didn't know who he wanted to convince, "This is good for everyone."

Xie Xuanming said indifferently: "I hate this sentence."

Lin Siji smiled wryly: "I don't like it either."

But had to do it.

The closeness with Xie Xuanming obviously made Yang Yan very mindful.

Lin Siji could easily hear the suppressed irritability and dissatisfaction in his tone.

That kid was not good at hiding his emotions.

Unknowingly, Lin Siji began to refer to Yang Yan as "child".Because it is only natural for the elders to take care of the younger, even if there is something to hide, it is normal.

Lin Siji tried to alleviate his pain and rationalize his behavior with a downward-looking perspective.

Even if he is only one level older than Yang Yan, he can only be counted as two years older after rounding up.

Lin Siji gradually reduced his contact with Yang Yan. He ignored Yang Yan's persuasion at the end of his words, hardened his heart, and withdrew from Yang Yan's world little by little.

This kind of life made Lin Siji irritable and bored, and the long-term tug-of-war made him physically and mentally exhausted.Gradually, he even began to expect that Yang Yan's patience with him would reach its limit, and he broke up with him unbearably, to give himself a relief.

Lin Siji thought that Yang Yan would probably hate him at that time.

Lin Siji once wanted Yang Yan to separate from him and look back, but still evaluated him as a good person.

Now Lin Siji doesn't care anymore.

Whether cheating or being a scumbag, it is not impossible to waste youth as a good reason, and to be blind.

As long as you can leave yourself, it is always good.

Yang Yan finally broke out completely under Lin Siji's leaving without saying goodbye.

But neither the indifferent attitude nor the outrageous behavior could persuade Yang Yan to break up.

This made Lin Siji terrified, and also made him despair.

He overestimated his endurance, and he was unable to maintain the pain of stripping his flesh and blood from his body.

So he went against the plan and offered to break up.

Lin Siji thought that he could finally feel relieved and freed.

But when he hung up the phone, he found that his mouth was rusted and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

Lin Siji sat quietly on the bed for a while, finally raised his hand, and threw out everything within reach.

He heard a low growl like a trapped animal coming from his throat.

Repeated over and over again as if in a daze.

Are you satisfied?

Are you satisfied?

Are you satisfied...

After waking up, I stopped moving, but I didn't know who I was asking, and who should answer.

Lin Siji felt that he might be crazy.

But before he collapses, he needs to put on a show.

A familiar silhouette appeared at the end of the road.

Lin Siji took a deep breath, allowing the cold wind to penetrate to the limbs along with the blood, and cool down even the ends of the hair.

He is a good director, but also a terrible actor.

Actors who are rotten to the end have to bite the bullet and go to the theater.

He is about to act out a drama about not loving him anymore to the person he loves.

Yang Yan stepped on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

The eight-hour flight made him top-heavy, and his mobile phone was still buzzing and vibrating in his pocket, conveying the intense anger of the company and the show across the sea.

Yang Yan didn't have the energy to refuse, and he didn't care about the consequences.

He was single-mindedly obsessed with meeting Lin Siji and explaining clearly to him:

Don't break up, don't want to break up, can't break up...

Yang Yan thought that Lin Siji was a reasonable person, even if he was accommodating, he would reluctantly agree to his request.

However, his luck was shattered when he met Lin Siji's gaze.

Lin Siji's gaze fell on him flatly, without emotion or warmth, like looking at a stranger or a tree.

What Yang Yan insisted on was shattered at that moment, and he understood in a trance, "Maybe Lin Siji really doesn't have any love for him anymore."

Yang Yan no longer moved forward in a hurry, and even moved forward with some fear, but his footsteps mechanically led him to the established ending step by step.

Unknowingly, Yang Yan walked up to Lin Siji and stood still.

There was a thin layer of snowflakes hanging on Yang Yan's head, and he had the illusion for a moment that Lin Siji would raise his hand and throw it away, just like in the past...

But Lin Siji didn't, he just looked at Yang Yan indifferently, Wen Liang said: "I didn't want to film a movie, why did you come here?"

Yang Yan's teeth chattered, the tip of his tongue was inflexible, and his brain even resisted thinking.

So he answered irrelevantly: "Why did you break up?"

Lin Siji seemed to smile, a very shallow smile.

That was his expression when he was thinking.

Yang Yan stared at him stubbornly, and suddenly understood what Lin Siji was thinking without his teacher.

He was thinking about how to speak the least hurtful way.

Yang Yan understood, and before he spoke, he was injured badly.

"Love is too time-consuming, I don't want to talk about it." Lin Siji finally said, "I'm sorry."

Yang Yan thought that he should turn around coolly at this time, and leave the scene gracefully like the protagonist in a TV series or movie.

But in fact, he just stood there, and opened his mouth to say something that I despise to stay: "It doesn't take time, you can call twice a week, not once... If you are really busy, it's okay if you don't contact me."

Lin Siji said: "That way you will be unhappy."

Yang Yan quickly said, "Don't think about me."

His voice lowered, and he repeated stubbornly: "Don't think about me."

Lin Siji frowned a little bit, he seemed to be in a dilemma, and seemed to be holding back something.

He couldn't bear it in the end.

"Not thinking about you."

Lin Siji's thin lips opened and closed, under the lip line like a blade opening, his words were flat and sharp.

"In the end, I don't like it anymore... sorry."

Yang Yan stared at him blankly.

Looking at the beautiful, kissable lips, she opened and closed her thin lips, and spit out gentle and hurtful words.

"You didn't eat when you came, so I'll take you to the restaurant. Go back after you've finished eating. Considering that it's a mistake I didn't explain clearly on the phone, I'll pay for the return ticket..."

Yang Yan interrupted suddenly: "I don't want to break up."

Lin Siji didn't hear it and continued: "There are two Chinese restaurants, one for pasta and one for fast food, what do you want to eat, I'll take you there later."

"I don't want to break up."

"...To be friends or to break contact, it's up to you to decide, I respect your choice..."

"Lin Siji." Yang Yan's voice amplified, and he said stubbornly, "I don't want to break up."

Yang Yan felt that he was trembling. Every word he said was exhausted, and every sentence was trampling on his dignity.

He had never been so hopeless, never so embarrassed, and never so scared.

Like a frozen kitten on a winter night, he ran to Lin Siji's feet with all his strength, showing his belly to please and ask for help, hoping to be stroked and rescued, pity or love.

But Lin Siji remained motionless, looked down indifferently with his head down, without any intention of bending over to pick up the cat.

"I'm sorry." His eyes were dark and his tone was flat, "I'm sorry..."

Yang Yan's heart completely cooled down.

He knew there was no room for redemption.

Lin Siji made a decision, even if he abandoned his self-esteem and begged for mercy, he couldn't change anything.

Lin Siji has always been such a person.

Tenderness is just an illusion of love in disguise.

Lin Siji didn't want to pretend anymore.

Also no longer in love.

Yang Yan didn't know what he did wrong, and he didn't know when he lost Lin Siji's love.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

He raised his eyes, took one last look at Lin Siji, then turned and left without saying a word.

A year ago, when it first snowed in winter, Lin Siji took his hand and asked him with a smile, does it look like we're running away like this.

Memories of the old days are painful.

Yang Yan crushed them expressionlessly and threw them into the flying snow.

I do not want it.

He repeated it over and over again.

I do not want it.

He left Lin Siji in the October snowstorm.

He was left by Lin Siji in the October snowstorm.