Scum smell

"!!!"

Surprised, Ji Yao subconsciously wanted to hide, but Jiang Qiutong clamped his jaw and forced his lips and teeth open.This familiar and long-lost movement seemed to return to the time when they first got together and had to fight every time they went to bed.

It stands to reason that Ji Yao would get angry and kick Jiang Qiutong down, but it was probably because Jiang Qiutong's kiss was too sad, which made him feel sad suddenly.After struggling twice with his arm, he hooked the opponent's neck and greeted him.

This attitude surprised Jiang Qiutong, but he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised. He hugged Ji Yao into his arms and kissed him deeper and more greedily. Opening his eyes, he saw Ji Yao's eyelashes wet with tears.

Jiang Qiutong: "..."

No matter how intense the emotions were, they were all extinguished by tears. He let go of Ji Yao, wiped away the tears gently for the other party rarely, with a face full of helplessness: "I didn't cry, why are you crying?"

The breathing of both of them was a little unstable, Ji Yao was still in his arms, Jiang Qiutong got up slightly, and tidied up the messy skirts for each other.If it wasn't for Ji Yao's brilliant strokes just now, Jiang Qiutong didn't know what would happen to the two of them.

Ji Yao pressed the wet corners of his eyes, wiped them indiscriminately and said fiercely: "Do you think I think about it! I cry only if you don't cry! I'm dead, don't I feel bad!"

... He is really a little bastard who pushes his nose and face. He was so cowardly just now, but seeing his face look better, he immediately became fierce again.

Jiang Qiutong thought in her heart, but her face couldn't be straight.He simply gave up, pressed Ji Yao's shoulder with a half-smile, pressed him onto the seat, rubbed his thumb against the other's soft lips, and said in an ambiguous voice, "Come on?"

Ji Yao slapped his hand away, and said in a low voice, "Go ahead and dream, the two of us have already broken up."

Jiang Qiutong hummed, let go of Ji Yao, and began to eat vegetables with his head down, with no expression of joy or anger.Ji Yao had no temper at all, so he simply started eating too.Not to mention, the crying just now really made him hungry.

He asked while eating, "What did you say you came out of the closet?"

Probably because of the out-of-control kiss just now, both of them feel at ease inexplicably, and the atmosphere in the private room is no longer tense.Jiang Qiutong picked up a peanut and threw it into the Ji Yao bowl: "I told my sister - my parents are obsessed with academics and have dedicated their lives to knowledge. It doesn't matter if you say it or not."

Ji Yao threw it back into Jiang Qiutong's bowl: "I don't like peanuts! I really don't! What's wrong with you and your brother, why do you always let me eat peanuts? ——Then what? How did she react?"

Jiang Qiutong threw the disgusting little thing into her mouth: "She didn't respond, just make me happy-it's not that I'm never married, and I didn't divorce in the end-but she told me to hide it from my family, Otherwise, with Siyuan Zhuyu in front, the family may be bombed."

Ji Yao hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Then your sister knows...is it me? Where's Siyuan? What's his reaction?"

Jiang Qiutong glanced at him coolly: "Don't worry, I'm keeping it a secret—by the way, why don't you ask my brother yourself? Aren't you in his company now?"

Ji Yao put down his chopsticks irritably: "I just stabbed him in the heart yesterday, how can I have the face to ask him?"

Jiang Qiutong sneered, and put his chopsticks heavily on the table: "You don't have the face to ask him, do you have the face to ask me?"

Ji Yao's heart was on fire - he really took the soft but not the hard: "Jiang Qiutong, what are you doing so weirdly?"

Jiang Qiutong raised her long and thin eyelashes, and her clear and refreshing eyes seemed to be frozen.He said coldly: "Why, I'm not qualified to be yin and yang?"

Ji Yao thumped the table heavily, causing the food and dishes to shake: "We broke up 800 years ago, you have the right to fart!"

Jiang Qiutong laughed angrily: "Break up? You told me to break up? You called me that day and told me to bear it. As soon as I looked up, I saw Siyuan introduce you as his sweetheart. What do you think my fucking mood is? It's over Didn't you explain to him all the time at his house, did you take a look at me? Huh??? Ji Yao, ask yourself, when did you seriously tell me to break up with me!?"

He seemed to be really angry, and hissed his hands, tearing away the illusion of harmony between them.

"..." Ji Yao stared at him angrily, his chest rising and falling, but he didn't say a word.

Of course he knows... Of course he knows, he owes Jiang Qiutong an explanation, an apology, a heart, and a lot.Otherwise, otherwise, why would he be so sad, so sad that he would cry in front of Jiang Qiutong?

Because he is guilty!

In fact, among the two relationships between the cousins, the person he was most ashamed of was Jiang Qiutong.

He has been with Yu Siyuan for nearly two years, and he has devoted a lot of time, money, energy and affection. In his opinion, Yu Siyuan's love for him is an exchange of equal value, which is a matter of course.When they broke up, he was sad, reluctant, regretful, and even heartbroken. However, apart from being able to call him a scumbag from the perspective of universal values, he didn't feel that he was very sorry for Yu Siyuan.

For Siyuan, he gave everything that should be given, and left a heart, which Yu Siyuan wanted, but he couldn't afford it—he had nothing to feel guilty about.

But Jiang Qiutong is different.

When he was with Jiang Qiutong, he didn't care much about each other. Instead, Jiang Qiutong was always adjusting and changing himself on purpose. When he found out that he was tempted, Jiang Qiutong's feelings had already been deeply pressed into his heart, melting the relationship he had built. high wall.It's just that Jiang Qiutong was sentenced to be out before he could come in.

He firmly believes in exchange of equal value, and he won Jiang Qiutong's affection for nothing without paying anything, which made him feel uncomfortable and guilty.

"Bastard..." Ji Yao gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Qiutong, as if looking at his father-killing enemy.His expression clearly seemed to be filled with hatred, but the circles of his eyes were red, like a milk cat who had been wronged by the world.

Jiang Qiutong lost his temper again.

He leaned back in the chair wearily, took off his glasses and pressed the center of his brows, and said in an indescribably tired voice, "Ji Yao, you won. Tell me, give me an explanation, this meal will be ours." It's time for dinner, let's get together and break up after eating."

Ji Yao's eyelashes fluttered, and he stopped talking.

He lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks again, and started stuffing food into his mouth.Jiang Qiutong didn't move his chopsticks any more, just watched Ji Yao eat quietly, and while he was eating, something shiny fell from his eyes and fell into the bowl with a clatter.

Is he crying?

Why is he crying again?

He obviously never cried before.

Jiang Qiutong had no expression on his face, but he was thinking anxiously in his heart.

He used to hate Ji Yao so much that his heart ached, and in his dreams, he wished that Ji Yao would be sad for him, feel sorry for him, and experience all the bitterness he had suffered.

Before the breakup, he couldn't sleep half the night, lying on the bed tossing and turning, thinking about Ji Yao, thinking about how to deal with this little bastard and liar in the future.

After the breakup, he couldn't sleep all night long, and the silky blue smoke ignited at his fingertips, burning for a whole night, he stood on the window sill looking at the stars, and painted Ji Yao's eyes through the glass.

He felt that he really hated Ji Yao, he thought he was not a good person, and would definitely wish Ji Yao would be unlucky, and it would be best if he lost relatives, lost friends and lived in poverty and illness for a lifetime.However, when Ji Yao really stood in front of him, he just wanted to kiss those teary eyes and hug her into his arms.

Ji Yao's tears were like a branding iron, with a hiss, accompanied by the pain of scorching flesh, it burned deeply into his heart.

Jiang Qiutong closed her eyes, and took a step back: "Forget it, you don't need to say anything, I forgive you."

Ji Yao's figure trembled, and then he clenched the chopsticks even tighter, picked up a few grains of rice and put them into his mouth.

He still didn't look up, and didn't make a sound, but the tears fell even more fiercely.He didn't make a sound, he didn't choke, he didn't sniff his nose, he didn't shake his shoulders, he just sat there quietly, with his head down, quietly eating this damn stomach-ache dinner, with tears in his eyes Another drop down.

This scene made Jiang Qiutong's heartbroken old heart almost suffer from heart attack.

He simply covered his eyes and stopped looking at Ji Yao, and took another step back.

"Forget it, if you really feel sorry...then give me a kiss as compensation—speaking of which, you haven't kissed me yet after getting out of bed."

"…………"

Ji Yao finally couldn't help it, put down the chopsticks with shaking hands, covered his face, opened his mouth and cried out silently.

Jiang Qiutong blocked his eyes, he didn't know anything, and he still pretended to say: "Quick kiss, do you want me to remind you?"

Ji Yao was crying and trembling, he controlled himself not to choke, and approached Jiang Qiutong.

Jiang Qiutong waited anxiously and impatiently, thinking that that bastard Ji Yao would not really even want to kiss him.

The next moment, his cheeks were cupped by a pair of cold hands, and Ji Yao gently sealed his lips.

...he gets a tearful kiss.

Jiang Qiutong likes Ji Yao more than he imagined; coincidentally, Ji Yao likes Jiang Qiutong more than he imagined.

Much more.

Jiang Qiutong remembered a long time ago, when they had just hooked up, Ji Yao sat on his lap, bent down to kiss him, but he avoided him, and kissed each other's forehead instead.

Ji Yao called him a control freak, and then stopped kissing him. He pinched the back of Ji Yao's neck, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

At that time, they were so chic and comfortable.

After coming out of the restaurant, it was already raining heavily outside.Jiang Qiutong's car was parked across the road, he went to drive, and asked Ji Yao to wait there: "I'll take you back."

As a result, as soon as he started the car, Ji Yao had already come out. He was tall and thin, and his clothes were all wet and tightly wrapped around his body, making him look more and more lonely like a bamboo pole.

"Ji Yao!!!" He couldn't help shouting.

He waved at him, and walked away alone against the pouring rain.