Divorce!I want to feed you.

Regardless of Qiu Ye's attitude towards Fukatsu, Jingshan is completely indifferent to this woman.Although her flattery and pretentious gestures seem to be more advanced, but for some reason, he can understand whether others are pretending or not.Shenjin's gestures are like acting. Although the purpose is not as obvious as it seems, Jingshan is confident that he can guess her thoughts.

Looking through Qiu Ye's bag, the room card in it belongs to a hotel not far away.The taxi was only delivered to the door, and Jingshan resumed the posture of carrying Qiuye into the elevator in the princess's arms.

The room is on the easternmost side of the fourth floor. After opening the door, it was a little messy. When putting the sleeping man on the bed and taking off his shoes, Qiu Ye babbled twice in pain, and the restrained tie was pulled away unconsciously. The deeply frowning face looked distressed.

"Qiu Ye?"

Trying to wake up the drunk, but the other party was not moved at all, and his blushing cheeks were a little hot.

"I can't wake up..."

After talking to himself, Jing Shan sighed and began to help undress little by little.But Qiu also felt uncomfortable in his sleep. He kept fiddling with his arms and groaned painfully from time to time.

"Be obedient, Qiuya, don't take off your clothes..."

Before Jing Shan could persuade him, the struggling drunk suddenly turned over to the side of the bed, covered his mouth and rolled to the ground, trying to crawl towards the bathroom.Qiu also wants to vomit now!

"to beat!"

Jing Shan shouted loudly, but it was too late.The moment he touched Qiuya, the other party curled up into a shrimp and vomited out while lying on his side.The smell of alcohol and the pungent smell of unknown food made Jingshan frowned for a moment. Seeing the liquid vomit spilled all over his body, and the dirty shirt still sticking to his body, this scene felt extremely bad It's tiring.

"Dirty to death..."

"Hey!"

After watching for a while, Jing Shan still walked over, first wiped Qiu Ye's mouth clean with a paper towel, then peeled off the sticky shirt, pushed him aside and sat against the wall, twisted the towel to wipe the unclean place .Afterwards, he brought a water cup and asked Qiu Ye to rinse his mouth. After the confused person obediently rinsed himself up, he huddled into a ball and passed out in a blink of an eye.

Finally, the messy floor was cleaned up, and the shirt was thrown directly into the trash can. Looking at the man sleeping peacefully on the bed, Jing Shan tucked in the quilt.

If he drank until he passed out and couldn't speak, Qiu could let him do whatever he wanted.Kissing him in the taxi like before, stroking his cheeks and hair casually, and even going too far... But if these behaviors are done when he is awake, he will definitely be pushed away, rejected, and even hated.Thinking of this, Jingshan suddenly felt that Qiu could get drunk, which was really a good thing.

"... Qiu Ye."

Turn off all the lights, and by the moonlight of the window, Jing Shan sat by the window and held his hand and talked weakly.

"Akiya, you're such a weirdo..."

The moment the palms were pressed together, Jing Shan felt the warmth from Qiu Ye's skin.

"I don't know you, but why don't I want to see your hurt face... I'm not a woman, why do I want to kiss you so much that I can't stop? Where is your magical power? Why does my heart suddenly change when I see you? It's so lonely..."

Confused, Jing Shan confided to the sleeping Qiu Ye that he would never tell anyone.

"I also know that you are married, but now I am a little envious of Ms. Muma. She can monopolize you, see you every day, share the same bed... I think you will be so happy holding her, but I have nothing ...nothing...why I still have nothing, why..."

Jing Shan held Qiu with one hand in a bowed posture, while covering his face and forehead with the other hand, he kept questioning and sighing.

"The last time I had so many doubts was when the old man jumped off the building... It's been more than ten years, and I feel that I haven't improved at all. Qiu Ye..."

The room was empty, no one answered Jing Shan's questions, and no one listened to him, but the man talking to himself seemed unable to stop.

"There are so many reasons for me, it seems that I am so stupid, like an idiot. Heh...but how do you feel, Qiuya, is it troublesome? You almost call the police, right?"

"You've been deliberately alienating me recently, and I know it all. You're blatantly avoiding me. Do you know how many times I've seen it? You're so stupid, you can't hide well."

She silently clenched her palm tightly, and there was a warm and soft existence in the fingers that originally had rough lines.Qiu Ye's hands are not as big as Jingshan's, and because the skin is too fair, it always makes people feel delicate and fragile.

"You really slept like a pig. But you're not as fat as a pig. I don't know where you've been eating."

With the faint moonlight in the darkness, the loosened hand caressed Qiuya's thin cheeks, and the fingers carefully caressed the soft ups and downs of the lines, staying at the corners of the lips like longing and greed, and then brushed the closed eyes, staring for a long time, Finally, she kissed her, kissed her tight lips until numb, and kept stroking the body under the upper sheet with her palm.

Inverted cockroaches were burning fiercely, heavy snorting sprayed on Qiu Ye's face, and the breath passing through his throat was dry and hot, which made Jing Shan extremely excited.

Some kind of fierce and turbulent emotion was ignited, feeling the blood flow under the skin was accelerating, and the restraint that was about to collapse made Jing Shan have to withdraw from his sober lingering.

I wanted to be desperate, but after all, I chose to shrink back after reading the words in the message.

That's right, Qiu Ye mistakenly sent that message to Jingshan, not Muma.

Jing Shan thought, if he did not make a mistake, but said "Good night, I love you" to himself, then he would never hesitate at this moment.Perhaps, he would not let Qiu Ye go out at night at all.He will demand Qiuya endlessly, making him long for himself like a dried up fish.Let him live only by his side, be obsessed with each other, look at each other and sink down.

"I'm already jealous of your wife, you know. Because she is loved by you, but I can only be your neighbor and friend... I'm stupid, aren't I? Hehe..."

Sneering at himself, he finally got up and put on his coat, and walked out of the room where he was trying to keep himself awake.

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Jingshan, who is used to staying up late, doesn't feel sleepy at all.No matter how much you want to stay, you know in your heart that once this distance is broken, it will be tantamount to losing it immediately.

The night wind is not cold, the street lights are very bright, and occasionally a car passes by, and the flashing lights will pinch and stretch the fuzzy shadows.Stepping on his own shadow, Jing Shan stopped the car and stopped in front of his mother's house who had lived in Osaka for a long time.

The moment Taozi opened the door, Jingshan's huge body almost overwhelmed his younger sister, but Taozi didn't say anything, but welcomed him gently, patting his brother's back lightly to comfort him.

"Taozi, I finally have someone I like."

Unexpectedly, the first sentence turned out to be like this. While Taozi was happy for her brother, she said that she would tell her mother about it tomorrow.

There has always been a room in Jingshan at home. This house, which I rarely return to after high school, was covered with a thick shadow on the day my father committed suicide. In order to avoid this atmosphere, he began to run away.

But in fact, this is not fair to my sister and mother.While the mother was saddened by the death of her father, she was persistent and refused to leave this house full of memories, so that for a long time, the mother and daughter had to go to Saitama to see this relative whom they had not seen for a long time.

"Go back to sleep, I'll sit alone for a while."

The courtyard is always clean, and my mother likes to plant many ornamental plants, most of which will bloom.In summer, if you put a deck chair in the yard, my sister would lie on it secretly and fall asleep after a while, and then he would carry her back into the house.

Borrowing the cool breeze at night, I can recall those days of living here just by sitting aside.Now that I think about it, it hurts a lot.

Jing Shan looked at the moonlight above his head that was smudged by the mist, and remembered that it had fallen on Qiu Ye's body just now, and felt that the weak light was softer.

I don't know if I will remember tonight again in the future.

On this day, he once stood on the street with people coming and going, looking at the words "good night, love you" on the phone, his body seemed to be injected with fresh blood, and he couldn't help but hold the phone tightly, trying to To appease the emotions that were too excited, but suddenly fell to the bottom of disappointment after a moment of high.

He understood that it was Qiu Ye who sent the wrong message, he knew that Qiu Ye loved his wife, and he finally understood that the confusion and mediocre loneliness were things called love that would wither before he even started.

I have never been so passionate about any lover, and I regard the other party as the shore that I can't reach, trying to cross it with all my strength, but I am afraid that there will be a slight wave of waves that will frighten the other party and make him retreat.

Is all the love I once had for a certain person about to be broken and overthrown?Asking himself meaninglessly like this, Jingshan felt despair in the boundless love...

Waking up the next day, with a heavy head, Qiu also found his mobile phone to turn off the alarm in a daze.But the head still hurts a bit, and people who rarely drink too much alcohol really feel particularly obvious about the hangover.

Thinking this way, he accidentally glanced at the phone, and Qiu Ye was startled by the impressive display of 7:38.

I will be late for work the next day. If I go back and let Jiujo know, I don’t know how I will scold myself.Thinking of this, Qiu also changed his clothes in a panic, and didn't think much about it after seeing the dirty shirt in the trash can, but just ran to the company after washing.

Holding his forehead like pouring iron, Qiu also tried hard to recall the names of these colleagues and greeted them earnestly.

"Good morning, Miss Fukatsu."

"Oh morning."

The other party just replied, and Qiu also suddenly felt something was wrong.Fukatsu, who was clearly close to him yesterday, why is he so perfunctory with a smile today?Could it be that after getting drunk yesterday, did he do anything excessive?

But Qiu couldn't remember anything at all. He only remembered sitting down at the KTV, and then there was nothing.After that, did I offend the other party...

Instead of continuing to think about it, he felt that it would be better if the two of them were not so close, so Shuya greeted the new section chief.

"Morning, Qiuya! I was so drunk yesterday that I can come so early today, isn't it uncomfortable?"

When the head of the class said this, Shuya pursed her lips and did not answer.

I really have a headache now, and I feel like I'm about to explode.But even if he doesn't need to clock in and go to get off work in Osaka, he doesn't want to be late and leave early because of this kind of thing.And he couldn't push the responsibility to the section chief who held the welcome party and Fukatsu who poured alcohol.

"It's a bit of a headache, but it's okay."

Touching his cheek secretly, Qiu Ye suppressed his tiredness and sat down.But the very quiet female colleague handed over a can of coffee in silence.

"Ah, thank you."

After taking it, Qiu also tried hard to recall the name of this colleague who was similar to Xiao Transparent, and remembered that her surname was probably Miura...

"What happened last night? It seems that your friend is in a hurry."

Miss Miura asked Shuya in a low voice while drinking coffee, but this question made Shuya a little dazed.

"Friend? What friend?"

"It's the man who came to pick you up yesterday. When Shenjin brought him in, didn't he say he was in a hurry to find you?"

After listening to Miura's words, Shuya was completely clueless.Because I drank too much yesterday, I don’t remember anything. I just woke up this morning and found that I was still in the hotel where I was staying. what's going on……

"It's just a very tall and handsome man, isn't he your friend?"

Miura also became confused, and looked at Shuya curiously with a frown.

"Is it a man with short hair, a hairstyle like this, and...a man with pierced ears?"

While talking, while shaking his head, Shuya couldn't believe it, but still wanted to confirm it with Miura.

"I don't know about pierced ears. It's too dark to see, but the hairstyle is indeed like this. People around 1.8 meters five should be rare, right?"

Sitting on the chair, Qiu Ye's eyes were as dull as dead fish.No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, the man Miura described must be Jingshan.

The author has something to say:

Oh, I never thought about the problem of Jingshan ear piercing.However, the high-cold 185 design male god talked a lot this day, and it was Qiu Ye who was obviously drunk...