A wild horse with a protruding "anus"

Zhang Miao pressed the hang up button, went to the bathroom to wash his face, raised his head, and there were two dark circles under his delicate face in the mirror.He didn't sleep last night, because he didn't tell Liu Jianshen about that phone call. Jiang Yirong and him talked about more than that.

"Why are you lying to them?"

Zhang Miao froze when he received Jiang Yirong's call the night before.

"It was Zhang Miao who asked you to test me? What about others?"

Zhang Miao clenched the phone tightly, his body tensed like a fully drawn bow.

Jiang Yirong suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"He's dead." Zhang Miao let out a breath slowly.

died?

A chill ran up his spine following this sentence, and Jiang Yirong's mind went blank for an instant, completely unable to understand the meaning behind these two words.

"That year, he and I received the admission letter from the University of Medical Sciences. We made an appointment to go to the suburbs, but there was a car accident on the road. He killed the steering wheel to protect me. His half was completely crushed. At the funeral There is only an urn." Zhang Miao's tone was smooth, but Jiang Yirong felt that it seemed to be tinged with the worst despair recorded in the black box when the plane crashed.

"I, living as Zhang Miao, finished medical school, became a surgeon, opened an online store, worked part-time, saved a little money, took care of his parents, and then found you..." Zhang Miao seemed to be narrating something wrong. Guanji's story: "You are his last wish. Every time he says this, he stops, sometimes in a daze, sometimes with a smirk..."

Jiang Yirong listened with bated breath, as if his body was not his own, and the intense pain occupied the main body, almost pushing his consciousness out of his body.

"He has looked for you, but you have moved away... He has been pressing the note you gave him under the desk, and I have recited that number." Zhang Miao murmured: "He often said, you may I don’t remember him anymore, and I even have my own family... After I found you, I secretly followed you and joined your reader group, knowing that you are still single. I think if he is still alive, he will try his best to get close You... buy everything you like, do a lot of outrageous and childish things, make you jump when you are angry, but there is nothing you can do..."

Jiang Yirong's hands were shaking so badly that he almost lost his grip on the phone, so he hurriedly held it with both hands and tried to listen.

"But it seems that you can't accept this kind of 'Zhang Miao'? Is it because of my poor acting skills, or are you taking Shu He too seriously?"

Too serious?

His feelings for Shu He had already come to an end when he and Miao Keqing co-starred together.

It seems that everything has regressed to the calm before meeting Shu He, but only he himself knows, and he is full of thoughts about the person who troubled him...

"you……"

"Who am I?" Zhang Miao laughed at himself:

"Or, who do you want me to be?"

He asked calmly, but Jiang Yirong felt that he was on the verge of collapse.Jiang Yirong curled up, like an ostrich trying to escape this conversation between lunatics.He knew before that the gifts signed by "Mei" were all from Zhang Miao.When he was sick, it was Zhang Miao who came in from the balcony to take care of him, and stayed with him all afternoon.

That tenderness is not an illusion.

What's more, he even secretly kissed him...

This kind of kiss was not the first time. When he learned that Shu He had a "girlfriend", he was also pushed into a corner and kissed by Zhang Miaowei.This is his way of comfort, or his expression of jealousy.

At that time, Jiang Yirong felt that he was finished—what he did to Zhang Miao was not as disgusting as he imagined...but he clearly liked Shu He!

Jiang Yirong, who is used to writing emotional novels, couldn't figure out what happened to him. After struggling for a long time, he simply hid at Liu Jianshen's house, but unexpectedly, he still came with him that night.

When I saw him climbing in through the window, I felt a sense of relief that "he's still here".He expressed his thoughts inarticulately, and then pressed him on the sofa and kissed him recklessly.The roughness and heat of that kiss was far from his delicate appearance.However, his next attempt was unexpected and unacceptable to Jiang Yirong.In exchange for the fierce struggle, he simply calmed down.Although he was not willing to take advantage of the danger afterwards and just hugged him to sleep, Jiang Yirong felt that he did not treat him as an equal, but more like a task that must be completed.

After waking up, he heard him explain to Jiang Bin and the others that Shu He and Miao Keqing pretended to be lovers. He could guess a little bit, but when he said that he was the "comrade-in-arms" with whom he had experienced a lot, He froze.

At first, he thought that these two people just had the same name, and their looks and personalities were somewhat similar, but after hearing Zhang Miao's "confession", he was confused.Why did he know so clearly what happened between the two back then, and still pretend to be his classmate "Zhang Miao"?Jiang Yirong, who didn't understand what was going on at all, became even more confused after learning the truth at this moment.

"You can call me Mei Fan." Zhang Miao's words interrupted his thoughts:

"If you don't want to call me 'Zhang Miao'."

"I don't understand..." Jiang Yirong said in a muffled voice with his forehead on his knees:

"All of this is just your imitation?"

"Everything you mean, including what?"

What else could be included?Are you asking knowingly?

Jiang Yirong remained silent, letting his emotions overwhelm him.

Zhang Miao couldn't wait for his answer, so he said again:

"Can you accept 'Zhang Miao'?"

"How is it possible?!" Jiang Yirong suddenly raised his head and said:

"He's gone!"

"No, if you wish..."

"I don't want it!" Jiang Yirong said angrily:

"The recordings of He Jian in Liu Jianshen's computer are your masterpieces?"

The other side was silent for a long time, and then came a "Yes..."

This was what Jiang Yirong expected. Shu He was not the kind of person who would reveal the privacy of visitors at will, so the only person who could copy these recordings from his computer was Zhang Miao, who wanted to get close to him.

"What about the photo?"

"Too……"

"I don't think 'Zhang Miao' would be so unscrupulous..." When Jiang Yirong thought of that chubby face, his heart ached: "He is a bit weird, but he is very simple... Even after many years, what do I like? Man, he will also bless me...so..."

So, the one who tried so hard to get close to me is you!

You are the one saving up to buy gifts!

It was you who came out to deal with He Jian!

You are the one who takes care of me over the wall!

It was you who said we wanted to open a store together!

You are the one who made Shu He lie to me!

It is you who comfort me!

It was you who kissed me!

It's you who are entangled!

It's you who upset me and contradicted myself!

"So...you can roll as far as your thoughts go!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yirong cut off the conversation, turned his head to look at the warm sun outside, but felt extremely chilling.