Scum smell

With the passage of time, Ji Yao's life after returning to China gradually got on the right track.Except for being uncomfortable with the increasingly ecstatic road conditions in city A when driving, other things can be said to be at home, especially food and men.

And sometimes, they can be confused—such as now.

Ji Yao squinted at Wen Lin who was sitting opposite: "Young Master Wen really has changed a lot."

Wen Lin helped him wipe the table on his side with a smile, and raised his head when he heard this: "Huh?"

Ji Yao looked around, couldn't hold back his smile anymore, raised his chin and nodded: "I haven't seen you in a few years, but you are more grounded. When did you take me to this kind of fly restaurant before?"

That's right, Ji Yao didn't like to play with Wen Lin very much since he was a student, one reason is that Wen Lin is too damn particular.

Unlike Ji Yao, whose parents entered the factory directly after graduating from technical secondary school, Wen Lin's parents were highly educated before going into business.They are educated, but not as educated as Jiang Qiutong's parents. Therefore, their family has a conservative taste of refusal and welcome.

Wen Lin grew up full of love and expectations. His parents, like all middle-class families in China, strived to make him perfect and decent in everything. Like before everyone got rich, Wen Lin had many It's awkward for other friends to be a pie.

I think he is pretending.

Wen Lin's nickname "Master Wen" also came from this when he was a boy.

But he is nice, has a good temper, and he has a lot of idol burdens in front of Ji Yao, so he has a lot of friends, and everyone likes to play with him.

Probably because the family environment is different, Wen Lin is very dismissive of places like roadside stalls and snack streets - his tortoise hair makes him go to either the top-floor revolving restaurant or the underwater romantic buffet every time he eats in Jiyao .

...Although Wen Lin confessed to him later, it was a pretense when he faced his crush when he was young.

Later, as he grew older, his taste preference improved a little bit, but for Ji Yao, who only likes to eat some Zhou Hei Ya crayfish, he still can't eat a piece.

As a result, Wen Lin actually invited him to the Fly Restaurant this time!

... He almost felt that Wen Lin had changed his mind.

Wen Lin smiled: "Occasionally eating some waste oil can help improve immunity and enhance the tolerance of the digestive system."

It was the first time Ji Yao heard Wen Lin's nonsense without blinking his eyes, it was very fresh, and he stared at him without blinking and laughed straight away.This gaze was too bright. Wen Lin was quite calm at first, but after being stared at for a few seconds, he suddenly turned his head to the side to avoid Ji Yao's gaze.

Ji Yao felt that this reaction was so interesting, so he simply held his chin and stared at Wen Lin.

Wen Lin was looked at several times, and he couldn't avoid his eyes no matter how dodge, suddenly a blush spread over his fair face, like a faint haze.

Ji Yao laughed: "Isn't it!? You're shy! How old are you and still shy!"

It's okay if you don't say anything, the more you talk, the hotter Wen Lin's cheeks become, he angrily covers his blushing face with his hands, and doesn't look away from him.Ji Yao smiled, and picked up a piece of braised rabbit meat for the other party with his chopsticks: "Don't, you've done it so many times with real knives and guns, and you still blush. How dare you not be the one who fucked me in the office last week? You said Do you want me to say that you are innocent or shameless?"

Well, yes, last weekend Wen Lin tricked Ji Yao into his company under the pretext of working overtime, and then tied him to an office chair to have a good meal, Ji Yao was so angry that he ignored him all night.

Wen Lin paused for a while, and waited for the heat on his face to subside before turning his face back to prepare to eat.He replied seriously: "I never feel that I am innocent, nor do I feel that I am shameless."

Ji Yao laughed: "Then what do you think you are?"

Wen Lin said flatly, "I just love you."

That's why I yearn for physical contact and physical pleasure; that's why I want to laugh when I see him, and blush when I see him.

It's the same for so many years, just like when I was young.

Ji Yao pursed her lips.

Up to now, he still can't accept the word "love", he thinks "like" is the best.However, Wen Lin's friendship, where is it unworthy?

About such a plain word, it's too little.

Such feelings made Ji Yao feel extremely heavy.

The regular activities after dinner, the two tacitly agreed.Wen Lin asked Ji Yao, "Where are you going?"

Ji Yao nestled lazily in the seat, looking very lazy: "Let's go to that newly opened love hotel, it's close to our company, I heard that the decoration inside is not bad."

Wen Lin laughed happily: "Aren't you afraid that we will be seen going in and out?"

Ji Yao waved his hand, with a fearless face: "I'll talk about those things later—you must enjoy yourself to the fullest in life. Now I have figured it out. Let's live in the present moment. Nothing is more important than enjoyment."

Wen Lin glanced at him and refused to comment.

Ever since Wen Lin bumped into Ji Yao's return to hook up with a wild man, the two of them resumed their half-baked relationship.

Originally, Ji Yao didn't do it, he always believed in good horses and never turned back. He felt that he had been away for so long, and the previous dewy marriage had already been overturned, and he was a fart for being a friend with sex—but Wen Lin's attitude was very tough, And well-founded.

First of all, Ji Yao left without saying goodbye, and did not sever their relationship.

Secondly, Wen Lin used the two small notebooks still in his drawer as evidence, and as her husband, asked Ji Yao to give him a cheating statement.

Again, Wen Lin practiced it himself, allowing Ji Yao to experience the bliss in the world solidly, saying that the cost-effectiveness of continuing the relationship is the most cost-effective, and it is not worthwhile to waste resources separately.

In this way, even though he was a bit reluctant, Ji Yao played the one-on-one friend with benefits game with Wen Lin again—Wen Lin had only one request for him, and he was not allowed to have other people with him at the same time.

Ji Yao was under Wen Lin's control, and he resisted for a while and then obeyed, as if he wasn't the one who was so crazy that he almost played NPC abroad, but Wen Lin was quite surprised.

That night, after the two of them finished their work, Ji Yao lay on the water bed in the hotel and had a sudden thought: "Hey, Wen Lin, have you found a partner in the past few years?"

Wen Lin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and took a deep look at him: "I have looked for it. One is a man and the other is a woman."

Ji Yao was very interested: "There are still men? Tsk, you have fallen for Wen Lin——how long have you been talking? Seriously or just a nurturing one?"

Wen Lin shook his head: "It didn't work. I just met that boy by chance. He is a very nice and serious boy. His personality is not at all the same as yours. I want to try to be nice to him, but I can't. I still don't like it in essence. A man. Then someone pimped me and introduced a little girl. I thought it would be okay to have a boy or a girl, but the rooms were all ready, but at the end I felt that it didn’t smell like that, so I couldn’t do it.”

He started to work in his family's company when he was a senior. Later, their family's business flourished, and his status also increased.After four years in Vanity Fair, there were quite a few people who fawned on him, and many who fawned on him.

And sending him men and women is just one of the means to curry favor with him.

Ji Yao's playful smile faded away, and his face gradually became serious—no matter what he could give, at least Wen Lin's serious feelings, which were close to cleanliness, he was not qualified to make fun of at will.

Wen Lin took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his slender and white hands looked like a work of art.

His expression at this time was shrouded in smoke, coupled with his melancholy temperament, showing a kind of heart-wrenching fragility: "I really hated you for a while, really, Ji Yao. Those two children, that The way the girl flirts with you is exactly the same as you, and the boy looks exactly like you... I won't talk about the girl, that boy... He is really very nice, not as evil as you, and he is full of hair all over his body. Routine, he is serious and kind, he is a very good child. Later when we separated, he cried and asked me why I didn’t like him and provoked him. I didn’t realize it at first, but later I thought about why I was moved by him. After thinking about it, I suddenly realized, - oh, so he looks like you."

"When I understood this at the time...fuck." Wen Lin couldn't continue, he took a puff of cigarette, turned his face away from looking at Ji Yao, "I really hate you, Ji Yao...I hate you so much You." There was already a trill in the voice.

The man's eye circles suddenly turned red, and when he realized that his emotions were about to collapse, he snuffed out the cigarette, pressed his eyes in a bit of embarrassment, and buried himself in the quilt, avoiding Ji Yao's sight. Arched, like an ostrich trying to avoid predators.

"What I hate the most is the substitute. For a while, I hated it so much that I wanted to tear it up even when I saw these two words, but I took that boy as you. I...you...you really... ..."

"……unacceptable."

Since their reunion, the two of them have never talked about the past, about that cafe, about Xu Yeye and Zhang He, about why Ji Yao left without saying goodbye...Wen Lin doesn't ask, Ji Yao doesn't tell, they Tacitly maintained this typical gentle and considerate.

Ji Yao once said with a smile that Wen Lin really deserves the surname Wen, she is genuinely gentle and gentle.Even if it is a small calculation in private, it is gentle.

He is the only one who, from beginning to end, never hurt Ji Yao, but kept giving.

It's like he almost never complained, never told Ji Yao, "Look how much I suffered because of it, so what should you do?"

Just like the past few years when he sneaked away, Wen Lin undoubtedly knew the reason, so he didn't ask, this was tolerance for Ji Yao, and why wasn't it cruel to himself?

When he knew Ji Yao's true feelings, what kind of mood did he have and decided to continue pursuing Ji Yao?

When the four of them got together to eat, drink and fight, how did he laugh like everyone else as if nothing had happened?

When Ji Yao left his hometown because of this incident, he who gave up all his previous efforts in an instant... how sad would he be?

These... Wen Lin never said anything.He paid too much attention to Ji Yao, to the point that he couldn't bear to let the other party feel a little uncomfortable, and all the sleepless nights, all the tossing and turning, just turned into this soft and delicate, angry and angry sentence, "You are too much".

Ji Yao was speechless, he didn't know how to comfort this man, and he didn't know how to make up for it.This person has already obtained his body, but the heart that the other party wants...he can't help it.

That heart also does not belong to him, but belongs to someone else, and he cannot give it.

Ji Yao pursed her lips, but finally gave a short laugh, and said shamelessly, "How about...you beat me up?"

Wen Lin raised his eyelids to take a deep look at him, then closed them again, and said slowly: "Ji Yao, there is something...you must never know—once you feel sad and want to cry, your eye circles will turn red—forget it gone."

"Anyway, your eyes are red for me, that's enough." He seemed extremely tired, "—Anyway, I'm cheap."

Ji Yao skipped work the next day, and after sending Wen Lin to the company, he drove to a high-end nursing club.

In addition to the configurations of conventional nursing homes, this club is also equipped with psychological counselors.Logically speaking, to see a psychiatrist, he should go to a professional place, but the environment in those places is too cold or too noisy, and Ji Yao doesn't like it. This is because a friend introduced him, so he became a member.

He left the country when he realized what he wanted back then, whether he was escaping or showing no face, anyway, he just wanted to stay away from them—these people, these things.

In the first year, Ji Yao had a very bad life and suffered from mild depression, but at last he didn't fight to the end - he didn't shy away from medical treatment. When he found that his condition was not right, he saw a psychiatrist. After so many years of counseling, It's almost fine now.

But just in case, he still comes over regularly to chat with the counselor.

When registering at the front desk, the little girl apologetically asked if it was convenient for another day. The counselor who has been in charge of him has an urgent matter and cannot come back today.

He is a high-level VIP, the kind who can designate a time for counselors to come to serve him at will - it's just that he didn't want his private residence to be observed by the other party, so he refused - he came here today without an appointment, so it's understandable that he couldn't make it.

Ji Yao waved his hand: "Then is there anyone on duty today?"

He thinks that he is in a good situation now, it's just a regular chat, and it doesn't matter if he changes someone-it's too far from the city center, and he doesn't bother to come again.

The front desk checked quickly: "Yes. It's still our boss. He has a high professional quality and hasn't taken care of patients for a long time. This time he is also here for inspection—Mr. Ji, you are so lucky."

Ji Yao hummed casually, he didn't care about these things, and now he only thought about ordering a sick meal after finishing the counseling.

The club provides board and lodging at your own expense, and the price is not low, but the quality is not too high. Unfortunately, non-members are not allowed to stay, and takeaways are not allowed.Ji Yao would leave after eating every time, and often regretted not being able to bring Zhang He, a foodie, to taste.

Just as he was thinking about whether there was something or not, Ji Yao pushed open the door of the consultation room, and said very politely: "I am a guest who made a temporary appointment just now, hello, excuse me."

The man sitting on the sofa raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes met, and both of them were stunned.