Mr. Yan, break up

"Try what?"

Song Chuan's heart suddenly rang out, and he looked around. The whole cabin was only such a small space, and it was closed everywhere, so he couldn't even run away.He looked over Yan Jingting to the glass behind him, the buildings on the ground were getting smaller and lower, and their height was also rising.

"Damn!" Song Chuan leaned against the door with his back, there was nowhere to escape, watching the man in front of him getting closer and closer, the tall shadow approached, blocking the scenery behind him, "Yan Jingting, if you dare, I... ..."

Yan Jingting's big hand pressed the back of his head, and he kissed deeply without giving him time to finish speaking.

The temperature at the place where the two lips met was extremely hot, and it was rising steadily, dyeing the faces of the two of them red.Song Chuan's hands were clasped behind his back by Yan Jingting, and he couldn't struggle. Whether it was the innate body shape difference or the acquired strength gap, Song Chuan could be controlled to death.

Under the Ferris wheel are young couples queuing up, and the staff are explaining over and over again the fact that the Ferris wheel was directly spent on the market.The passers-by below looked up and saw two overlapping figures in the small cabin that was at the highest point.

Yan Jingting didn't embarrass him for too long, just tasted it, and quickly withdrew.Song Chuan blushed and slapped him straight away.

There was a loud "pa——".

Yan Jingting didn't dodge either, he just stood in front of him and took the slap forcibly, a layer of red palm prints slowly formed on the side of his face.

Now he has loved Song Chuan to the extreme, and he will not let go of his love to the point of death.No matter what the method is, whether it is superstition or coercion, even if he does all the bad things and bears all the infamy and crimes, as long as he can be with Song Chuan, he will do anything.

Yan Jingting knew that Song Chuan was very angry now, and he admitted it. He knew that what he did was wrong and would make Song Chuan disgusted, so he also admitted it.Anyway, he had the cheek to do what he wanted to do. If there was a knife Song Chuan wanted to chop him up on the spot, he would admit it, but as long as he was still alive, he would not give up pursuing Song Chuan.

Song Chuan wiped his lips viciously, he did so so hard that he wished his lips would swell and scratch a layer of skin before he gave up.

"Are you fucking sick?"

With a hoarse voice, Song Chuan roared in a low voice.

Yan Jingting looked into Song Chuan's eyes with his head down, and it took him a long time to say, "I'm just sick."

Song Chuan was dumbfounded.

Yan Jingting grabbed his shoulders, his eyes were full of pleading: "Yes, I am sick. After you left, I felt sick every day. After you left, I seemed to lose my original composure. I started to get angry at every turn, like It's like going crazy. I even beg someone in a low voice, I will follow you when you go out, I will know where you go, I don't want you to disappear from my world even for a second, I start to get scared, I became restless because I was afraid that at some point, you would not want me..."

"I'm afraid you don't want me anymore...Song Chuan..." Yan Jingting's voice was trembling, he was half-bent, and Song Chuan's eyes were so close that the eyelashes of both of them would pass by inadvertently.It is because of this closeness that Song Chuan can clearly see the half-white pools in Yan Jingting's eyes, and the pupils like ink.

Song Chuan thought he had built a nearly perfect line of defense, but at this moment, a crack began to burst open.

"I said," Song Chuan avoided his eyes, "it's impossible for us."

He was hiding, and he was dodging as much as he could before he fell back in.

"I don't believe it," Yan Jingting shook his head, persuading, "Can't you...can you try? Try to accept me again?"

"Accepting again?" Song Chuan asked back, "Why do you want me to trust you, and what qualifications do you have for me to give myself to you again without reservation?"

Why are you?

Yan Jingting, what are you doing?

With those five years of use?

With those five years of indifference?

With five years of non-stop cynicism?

Yan Jingting was completely overwhelmed by these four words.

Yes, why is he?

Relying on a word of kindness to you, relying on regret, or relying on apologizing again and again?

These are all illusory, but Yan Jingting's attitude towards Song Chuan in those five years was deeply engraved in the hearts of the two of them, which will never be erased.

How could Song Chuan trust him again?

The Ferris wheel stopped at the lowest point, the hatch opened, Song Chuan covered the mask in his pocket, put the hat on his coat on his head, pulled it down a little bit, covered half of his face, and walked against the flow of people out.

Song Chuan called He Nai, and just after dialing, a piercing cry came from the phone, followed by He Nai's helpless voice: "Song Chuan, something happened to me. , I may not be able to accompany you to go to the Ferris wheel... Alas, stop crying, the snot is all over my pants..."

He Nai gave an address, and when Song Chuan found He Nai with a head full of doubts, the girl had been howling for almost half an hour while hugging his thigh.

Just howling dryly, without shedding a single tear, it was absolutely amazing.

He Nai waved at him: "This girl insisted that I bumped into her, she didn't want any money, and her parents didn't pick her up, so she just wouldn't let me go, what do you think I should do?"

The girl hugged her thighs and howled dryly for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at the person, and happened to meet the half of Song Chuan's face outside the mask, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly wiped away the non-existent Tears, got up and left.He Nai froze in place.

Song Chuan didn't react either.

Then the two of them watched helplessly as the little girl ran up to several men in black and took away 200 yuan.

Is the co-author of this a professional touch porcelain?

He Nai's eyes widened, full of complaints, and even wanted to ask for justice: "How can this little girl do this?"

"Don't, don't, don't," Song Chuan hurriedly tugged on his sleeve, and winked there, only to see five or six men in black clothes standing in the darkness, each of them was sturdy and tall, if they went up, they would only give away their heads , "I can't beat it, but I can't beat it, let's admit it."

He Nai also saw the man in black standing in the dark, so he had no choice but to swallow his complaints and dragged Song Chuan away.

"Why do you think that little girl is looking for me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Song Chuan smiled sheepishly, and did not answer his question, but actually already had the answer in his heart: this girl was hired by Yan Jingting in all likelihood, just to support He Nai.

No one but him would use such a boring method.

The assistant director sent a message to He Nai, saying that they had already negotiated a cooperation and were going back home.One of He Nai and Song Chuan were upset by the little girl and the other by Yan Jingting, and they planned to go back first.

They were walking back all the way, when they suddenly heard a loud noise from behind, their eyes were suddenly bright, accompanied by the sound of people around them gasping for air.

The two turned their heads one after another: they saw giant fireworks blooming in the air. They turned their heads just in time to see the fireworks blooming at their maximum, and they soon fell into darkness.Immediately afterwards there were several loud noises, and dozens of beams of light soared directly into the sky, blooming in an instant, like dazzling brocades on black silk cloth, extremely gorgeous, illuminating the sky like daytime.

"Oh my god, the fireworks show!"

I don't know who exclaimed, which moved everyone, and the crowd immediately became noisy.

"Fireworks show? Why didn't I see that there is a fireworks show today on the promotional page?"

He Nai was still a little confused at first, but he was quickly attracted by the fireworks all over the sky, and cast his initial doubts to the sky.

He looked down at Song Chuan beside him. The mask covered half of his face. With the fireworks flickering, he could see his delicate eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were long and curly, covering his dark pupils, reflecting the splendor of the sky.

So lovely.

He Nai thought very honestly.

The fireworks lasted for more than ten minutes, and when the sky returned to darkness, the bigger surprise was actually yet to come.

Behind the amusement park is the city's very famous landmark bridge. Just in front of the bridge, thousands of drones suddenly rose up. Those drones changed in the air for a long time, spelling out a person's name.

Song Chuan.

Song Chuan's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly knew who did it.

When passers-by saw this scene, they couldn't help discussing who Song Chuan was. Someone suddenly said, "It seems like a young actor."

Because many people were doing cheering activities in the playground, everyone thought it was Song Chuan's fans cheering, and didn't think too much about it.

But the person involved knew in his heart that he had no fans who could do this.

Those drones soon began to change again, spelling out a few more words: I want the world to know.

Song Chuan frowned, he suddenly had a premonition that the next words were definitely not what he wanted to see.

Finally, in the dark night, three magnificent characters were printed: I love you.

Back then, Song Chuan was a little lover who was hidden in the dark and couldn't even get on the stage, but now Yan Jingting told the whole world about his love for Song Chuan in order to make up for it.

"Wow even--"

The people who eat melons still don't know why they regard this as a fan support, and they check in and take pictures. Many people even start to look for Song Chuan's information on the Internet, which really brought him a wave of enthusiasm.

But Song Chuan was not happy at all.

He Nai looked down and saw that Song Chuan's long eyelashes trembled, and there was an invisible emotion in his eyes, not indifference, nor excitement, but an invisible emotion mixed between the two.

Only Song Chuan knew that he was disappointed.

Not to Yan Jingting, but to himself.

Because he admitted that just now, he actually had a heartbeat.

The heartbeat returns to the heartbeat, the current Song Chuan is no longer the love brain he was in the past, he will try to control his feelings, try to use reason to overcome the feelings that should not appear at this time.