I'm down after reuniting with my ex

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Ji Changan raised his eyebrows, "Do you regret it?"

"No." Wen Yan took his pen, signed his name on it, saw the bedside wallet, took out a card from it, tightened his fingers, and handed it to Ji Changan , "Enough for you to pay off the usury."

"..." Ji Changan really took it very calmly, "Your clothes have been washed, but they are not dry yet. I found my old clothes and changed them out to eat."

"Thank you." When Ji Changan went out, Wen Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up the clothes next to him, which were ordinary white t-shirts and jeans.

Even though she could only smell the faint scent of laundry detergent, Wen Yan still felt numb the moment she put it on.

It was like being held tightly by the other party, like last night... That kiss, even thinking about it now, still makes him blush.

It seems that the other party's fingers are sliding across his shoulder blades now...

Wen Yan didn't know what he thought of, and reached out to touch the scar on his waist.

His eyes darkened, and he didn't think much about it. There were a lot of messages on his phone.

He slid them off one by one, when the phone call came, and the words Dr. An appeared on the screen.

Wen Yan stood by the window, opened the window, the greenery and facilities were in a mess, the floor of Ji Changan's house was still very low, there was garbage, and a few mice swished past from time to time.

The gray corners of the walls were covered with moss, giving off a fishy smell.

"Doctor Ann."

A very gentle and pleasant female voice came from over there, "Wen Yan, hello, how are you doing recently?"

"pretty good."

"Meet him?"

"Um…"

"Can you tell me about your current situation?"

"In the beginning...you'll feel sick, but as long as you've been in contact for a long time, you'll...have no reaction at all." There was a complex smile in Wen Yan's eyes, both rejoicing and sad, "It seems that there is no need for treatment at all."

Dr. An over there was quiet for a while, and then said: "Don't forget, you spent five or six years treating yourself before you could walk in front of him. It's not that you don't need treatment, but that you have already made sufficient preparations."

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, very gentle and quiet.

"What about him? Still hate him?"

Wen Yan didn't think much about it, "I never really hated him, it's just too hard, I want to find an excuse." The so-called resentment is just an excuse.

An excuse to run for you.

Because Wen Yan understands that if he doesn't come back, Ji Changan won't look for him either, and this person will live his life without him peacefully.

this is the truth.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan went to the bathroom to wash up. The short t-shirt with a round collar and the mark on the nape of his neck were too obvious, but because he was behind, Wen Yan couldn't see it at all. When he lowered his head to wash his face, he didn't even look in the mirror inside.

When he came out, Ji Changan had already put the buns and porridge on the table.

He sat down, looked at Wen Yan, and nodded for him to come over for dinner.

Wen Yan sat down, "When did you learn how to cook? Study abroad?"

"I ran away from home after breaking up with you." Ji Changan is not a person who whitewashes peace. In his eyes, the matter of breaking up is not a taboo topic, and he will not deliberately avoid it, "I learned it when I was making a living outside. "

Wen Yan drank porridge, "Your life is very dramatic."

"It's okay, after all, I felt free when I slept in the bridge hole on the first day, but I felt very uncomfortable the next day." Ji Changan still had no expression, his back was straight, and the movement of eating has always been a prudence raised by a wealthy family. elegant.

After he finished speaking, he calmly glanced at the person opposite him.

"You are selling miserably, think I will soften my heart?"

"Tsk..." Ji Changan had finished his porridge, "Yes."

The porridge in the bowl suddenly lost its fragrance.Wen Yan didn't refute or say anything, and drank the porridge slowly.

He tried to use silent sarcasm to make Ji Changan sober, but Ji Changan doesn't like this, especially Wen Yan.

"What's with the scar on your waist?"

"Accident." Wen Yan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and swallowed it with puffy cheeks, "Aren't you going to the company yet?"

"..." Ji Changan pondered for a moment, "I thought it was my job to take care of the boss."

"If you are late in the afternoon, your wages will be deducted."

"Oh." Ji Changan was very self-aware, "It's okay, I'm not short of money now."

Being a duck feels like a prince.

Wen Yan, who had just sent out the card, almost froze.

...

But Ji Changan still went to the company in the afternoon.Wen Yan picked up her clothes and drove home.

After dealing with some matters, it was late at night. Wen Yan was taking a bath in the bathroom with red wine beside him. It was not for enjoyment, but just to help him sleep. He sipped the red wine when he heard the doorbell.

Who would come to him, his hair was still wet, he was wrapped in a bathrobe, and he saw Ji Changan outside the door through the peephole.

He opened the door, and there was a certain person in Ji's clothes, with a pocket in his pocket, and a suitcase beside him.

"..." He frowned and tilted his head slightly, "How did you get in?"

"Assistant Chen said hello." Wen Yan's assistant also lives in this community.