It's not your turn to break up

Wang Zhongqiu seemed to be silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while he slowly said, "No time, I have other arrangements."

"Is there any arrangement? Is it work? Where are you? Who are you with?" Jing Mo asked a series of questions in the same casual tone as before, but that person didn't seem to be used to him anymore.

Wang Zhongqiu didn't answer, and for a while, there was only the sound of breathing in the receiver, and the person's tympanic membrane was tapped again and again.

Wang Zhongqiu tightened his fingers on the phone, and he spoke slowly, with the usual voice, "This is not what you should ask." The voice was nice and cruel.

But Jing Mo didn't seem to hear his sarcasm, he was very anxious, his voice was a little dry, "Why can't I ask, as your friend, can you care about your friend's life?"

Wang Zhongqiu remembered that when the two were still together, Jing Mo didn't want him to hang out with Zhu Tianhe, and always said, don't you think he is too close to your life?Thinking of this, he laughed, "You didn't say that before."

"What did I say before?"

"You said not to get too close to your friend's life." Wang Zhongqiu said, "Didn't you? You said it."

"I..." Jing Mo breathed heavily, "Can I be like an ordinary friend?"

"Huh?" Wang Zhongqiu chuckled, "It's different."

Wang Zhongqiu switched the phone from one hand to the other, staring out the window, wondering what he was looking at, "You are not very old, when did your memory become so bad?"

Jing Mo didn't speak, as if he was always waiting for his judgment, his grace, and the few words he bestowed on him, and now even a few words seem precious.

Wang Zhongqiu stood for a while, then sat back on the sofa. He lay on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, and smiled again. He said, "What did I say that I want to be friends with you? Who do you want to be friends with?" If you want to be friends, you can be friends with whoever you want, what does it matter to me?"

Jing Mo's knuckles turned white, he couldn't hold the small mobile phone, and his other hand was hanging weakly, even trembling slightly. He never knew a few simple words, just a few Chinese characters, combined Together, how can it hurt so much.

Wang Zhongqiu heard the sound of the lighter, "Smoking again?" It has nothing to do with him smoking, bear with it, don't make use of it, Wang Zhongqiu warned himself.But he failed, and he still couldn't help wanting to stab him, who told him to call to destroy his original calm mood when he had nothing to do, Wang Zhongqiu felt irritable.

"Why are you always stubborn?" Wang Zhongqiu said pointedly.

With a bang, a lighter was thrown on the table from the opposite side?Or the sound of the trash can.

"I really, really, really miss you." Jing Mo said word by word, solemnly as if giving a graduation report. "I promise that I won't say or do anything when we meet. I won't embarrass you or make you unhappy. I just want to have a meal with you."

"But, I will be unhappy when I meet you." Wang Zhongqiu said, "What do you think we should do?" His hand unconsciously grabbed the pillow on the sofa, lightly and then heavily, and the neat pillow was grabbed by him It was dilapidated.

Once upon a time, a figure that could be seen at a glance in countless crowds.Even across the whole street, you can accurately capture him. Seeing his figure, his name, any few words related to him, or even hearing him from others will make you very happy, like your own hidden energy source , like picking up a treasure, like getting a lucky prize, like your own exclusive beauty.

I want to run towards you in the crowd, I want to chase you in the vast grassland, I want to hold you tight in the boundless desert, I want to hold you in the afterglow of the sunset, I want to hold you tight before the night comes, I want to live in the bed when the dawn is approaching In your heart, forever.

Wang Zhongqiu thought about all these.

But I never thought that one day, I would say that I would be unhappy seeing you, and I would also be unhappy thinking of you.

Jing Mo's heart ached as if he was about to lose his senses, he forced a smile, "I just want to see you happy, and I will try my best to make you happy again."

Wang Zhongqiu interrupted him, "No need, I don't want to be happy because of you, there are many things that make me happy."

No matter how hard Jing Mo tried, Wang Zhongqiu never let go of his promise, he only said that it would be up to the time, to see the situation, let’s talk about it, it’s perfunctory words for anyone to see, but Jing Mo firmly believed that there was still a chance, as long as he didn’t say no, he would return it. Have the opportunity.

The two have been together for so many years, and it is an exaggeration to say that they have never been in the kitchen, but he did not go into the kitchen to cook, but just watched Xiaoqiu cook from the side, or hugged him from behind, watching him busy for himself.Jing Mo himself has almost never cooked. Although both of them are men and both have jobs, and no one depends on the other for support, Xiao Qiu seems to have taken the initiative to take the responsibility of being a wife, washing and cooking for him, and never complained. , but also happy with it.

Jing Mo hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, watching him keep busy for himself.Both of them had worked for a day, and just because he said he missed the dishes he made, he immediately put on his apron and entered the kitchen. It's the most important thing for him.

In the past, Xiaoqiu bought vegetables in advance, cooked a table of her favorite dishes, and waited for her to go home. In the past, it was just an ordinary day. Only after I lost it did I realize that countless ordinary days were pieced together into happiness in my life. look like.If you lose it, you will never get happiness again.

Jing Mo played a trick, said to invite him to dinner, but didn't say where to invite him, he was invited wherever he was invited, so let's just stay at home.Maybe looking at the home where the two lived together will make him feel emotional, and he can have more compassion for himself, Jing Mo thought to himself.

What Xiaoqiu likes to eat is very clear, what Xiaoqiu likes to eat, he thought about it carefully, made a list, and then listed the ingredients he needed according to the menu on the list, all the same, very careful, afraid of missing What, there must be no mistakes, no mistakes in the slightest link, he is already restless, and no more mistakes can affect his calmness.He is more serious than usual when he reads the script, and he must not mess it up. He wants to leave a good memory for Xiaoqiu. When he thinks of him, he is happy, smiling, and willing to think of him.

His culinary skills are definitely not good. A few days in advance, he deliberately learned from the chef friend of a star-rated restaurant that he is familiar with.The key is to have the heart, as long as the heart is there, Xiao Qiu may not be better than a famous chef at the beginning, but he just likes it, and liking is a strange thing, which can be checked out of the ordinary.

He was very nervous, calling his chef over and over again, playing videos, and asking him for advice.

The master took the trouble to perfunctory him, it's already good, it's great, you can do it, men can't say no, you have everything prepared, just perform as usual.

Damn, you still light candles, don't you want to be so serious, why are there so many pink roses around, your family has a rose garden, what, it was airlifted from abroad?Bull, you bull, scold the daughter for a smile, you are really bull.What a waste, oh, you can take a rose bath for two, grass, even on the bed, you can play, you city people really know how to play.I call you an expert, the master is optimistic about you, and you will definitely be able to win in one fell swoop.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, cashew chicken, curry beef cola chicken wings, sesame oil king oyster mushrooms, braised eggplant, garlic spinach, hot and sour potato shreds, baby vegetables in soup, West Lake beef soup, corn ribs soup...

He made a special styling effort. Although his hairstyle became a little messy during his busy schedule, he couldn't dispel his excitement at all. He specially changed into the clothes that Xiaoqiu had bought for him. The two of them were in couple outfits. His black, Xiao Qiu is white, and he always felt childish when Xiao Qiu asked him to wear it.Putting on the watch he gave him, he thought that everything on his body was related to him, and he was ready for everything he could think of.

He sat at the dining table full of anticipation, imagining how Xiaoqiu felt when he was waiting for him in the past. He had never experienced it before. He used to spend his heart and soul to prepare food for his lover, and then waited for him to return home and took the coat he took off. , the two returned to the dining table together, and then watched him eat the food he carefully prepared into his stomach, keeping it in his heart, it turned out to be such a happy thing.

Someone set up the evening for me, someone asked me how warm the porridge was.

However, Xiaoqiu did not come, and a sound came from the handset of the mobile phone: The user you dialed has turned off...

He waited from dawn to dark, from full of anticipation to anxiety, from thumping heart to gradually getting colder, from the beginning of the bright lights to the dim light of the moon.

He's like a joke.

He is a fool.

He suddenly remembered, on the anniversary of the two of them, did Xiaoqiu wait like this for a table of dishes until the dishes were cold, the body was cold, and the heart was cold?

Is it retribution?He also experienced this feeling again.

'Ding dong', the moment the message sounded, he grabbed the phone.

His heart was 'thumping' and he didn't even dare to unlock the screen.It must be Xiaoqiu, it must be him, he certainly would not do it on purpose, how could he be willing to make me so sad.

Maybe it’s because of some sudden incident that I can’t get away, maybe I’m busy, he definitely didn’t do it on purpose, he must have sent an explanation, as long as he explains, I will believe it, as long as he says, I will forgive him.

Jing Mo is constantly doing psychological construction for himself.

He took a deep breath and unlocked the screen. It was the news from the manager. His heart just recovered a little, but fell to the bottom again. It was quiet, there was no echo, only countless fragments.

He mechanically clicked on it, and the gossip voice of the entertainment show host came.

[According to the report sent by our front-line reporter, Wang Zhongqiu, a young traffic student who just broke up with the actor’s boyfriend, was photographed by our reporter dining with a handsome young meat at a well-known restaurant in xx. The two were in a close relationship, and this name Xiaoxianrou is Yu Qingbo, who has become popular recently. He once publicly expressed his liking for Wang Zhongqiu on the show...]

The difference is that he went home even very late that day and ate cold dishes, but Xiaoqiu never came back.

Today is Jing Mo's birthday.

The author has something to say: Jing Mo: His wife ran away, he won't come back π_π

Yu Qingbo: Look at my secret glances, biubiubiu