My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

There is no concept of time.

I don't know how long he stood on the stairs like a door god. Bean Sprout seemed to be frightened, and kept circling around him, yelling at him from time to time, running upstairs and down again.

I know all these faults, I can see and hear them, but I feel far away, far away from myself.

Too far away to touch and touch.

But obviously, it's by my side.

Fault tolerance calmed down, his head became numb, thinking back to the tears just now, he couldn't even feel good about himself, he finally looked up at the upstairs, where the dim yellow night light was still warm, hoping it It can also warm people who pass by it.

When Tolerance stepped forward and wanted to leave the stairs, he realized that his legs were already stiff from standing for a long time. One of them didn't care and knelt down on one knee.

The sound of knees hitting the floor made Bean Sprout, who was running upstairs, hurried down, surrounded him, hugged him, and licked him, as if to forgive him and stand up.

Tolerance rubbed Bean Sprout's head, got up, dragged his stiff legs, and went to the kitchen step by step.

He cooked a lot of dishes today, all of which Jiang Biegu loved to eat, but it seemed that they were a bit wasted. It's not that he didn't want to eat leftovers, it's just that no one would be in the mood to eat these meals tomorrow.

Tolerance went to the kitchen and brought the trash can, put all the mess on the dining table into it, then took the tableware back to the kitchen, slowly and carefully washed and wiped it, and finally put it back in place, like this It was the last time he did it.

After cleaning up the kitchen and dining room, Tolerance threw out the trash. In summer, the leftovers would go bad overnight, and he didn't want the house to smell bad.

After coming back, he entered the door and went to the kitchen again. The hot water had already been boiled, so he poured a cup and walked upstairs with it.

Although he didn't drink much, Jiang Biegu was still thirsty when he woke up in the middle of the night. He probably didn't want to see him, so he didn't bother to go downstairs to pour water. Tolerate that he didn't want him to wrong him, so he sent it up.

It may be that what he does is what he is used to doing on weekdays, so for a moment, he even forgot what exactly they said and what happened, thinking it was just a dream, thinking that when he woke up, he could still do his own thing. job.

But what he forgot, there are always people reminding him, sometimes it may not be human.

When Fault Tolerance carefully tried to open the door of Jiang Biegu's bedroom, the door handle reminded him that the door was locked and could not be opened.

Maybe it was this knowledge that made Fault Tolerant flustered, or maybe it was because he held the freshly boiled water for too long, and finally felt scorching hot at this moment, so the cup fell off and shattered all over the ground, even his feet were scorching hot.

Fault Tolerance didn't think it was too hot, the just-right heat made him just know that he seemed to have done another inappropriate thing.

He glanced at Jiang Biegu's closed door, turned around and went downstairs to get a cleaning tool and cleaned it up bit by bit, but he was afraid that the broken glass would hurt Jiang Biegu, so he wiped the floor again with a towel after cleaning. , and then went downstairs.

He poured another glass of water and brought it up, but he didn't open the door again, and put it on a flower stand not far from the door, so that if Jiang Biegu got thirsty and wanted to drink water, he would be able to see it.

After doing all this, it seems that Tolerance has nothing to do. He just cleaned the sanitation in the afternoon, and packed everything in the kitchen. Now the only thing he can pack up are the two suitcases at the door.

But every time I go up and down the stairs, I feel like I can't see them, and I don't want to see them.

Tolerance threw himself onto the sofa, and Bean Sprout followed and jumped onto the sofa, resting his chin on his lap, staring at him.

Ke Tolerance didn't look at Bean Sprouts, but just stared out the window.

In the past, when he couldn't sleep, he always hoped that the sky would light up soon, and he would be able to see Jiang Biegu, but now he hopes that the night will be longer, and longer, so that he can spend more time with Jiang Biegu It's been a while.

Even if we can't see each other.

Is Jiang Biegui asleep?

Let's hope, even after experiencing these emotional ups and downs, Tolerance also hopes that he will not have a headache and can sleep well.

After all, he was asking extravagantly and shouldn't be extravagantly, so what's wrong with Jiang Biegu?

He just doesn't like himself.

It is impossible for Jiang Biegu to sleep. He is no better than Rong Cuo. Seeing the child crying, he begged himself not to drive him away, saying that he would not like him anymore, that he would fall in love, and that he would let himself He's like a dog...

It is impossible for Jiang Biegu not to be touched, he is a child raised by himself, no one knows his dignity better than himself, but because he likes him, he has become so humble.

Love should make people gentle and brave, and fault tolerance makes Jiang Biegu believe that it is better for him to separate from him.

It's not that he doesn't know how cruel it is to do this, it's not that he doesn't know how hurtful it is. Tolerance is like a hedgehog, who only shows his soft belly to himself, but Jiang Bie uses the thorns he gave him to be softest towards him. place to hurt.

Spreading out all his secrets and private affairs, he may not be able to use such inhumanity to outsiders, but now it is used on fault tolerance.

Jiang Biegu also has people he likes. He knows better than anyone that time and distance will not make the like disappear. Jiang Biegu also understands that separation cannot make Fault Tolerance stop liking him, but he really has no way to keep Fault Tolerance in around.

Let Fault Tolerance stay by your side, let him continue to hide his thoughts cautiously, and it may not be kindness to act as if nothing happened.

He actually believes that if he is tolerant of mistakes, he will be a younger brother dutifully, but how shameless must he be to continue to enjoy his care and consume his love as an older brother?Such an approach would even make him feel shameful.

Even if fault tolerance is willing, he will not be at ease.

He still hopes that fault tolerance can look at other people, people who are better than himself, and people who will put fault tolerance first.

Although, it is very difficult.

Although you may not stop liking if you leave, but when you are together again, you will never stop thinking about fault tolerance.

The indoor lights were not turned on, Jiang Biegu stood in front of the French windows, watched as Rong Rong went out to throw out the trash, and then walked back slowly, he also saw the doorknob being turned, and knew he was outside, but he was still ruthless in the end Heart.

Jiang Biegu rubbed the ring on his ring finger, there was already a circle of bloodstains there, but he seemed to feel no pain, or compared to the headache at this time, the bloodstains between his fingers were too insignificant.

He never thought that after Ji Mian left, he would have to face such a difficult relationship. Over the years, some people have expressed affection for him, or really liked him, or maybe used it, but no matter what kind of relationship , he can stop it with a word of apology, and no one will take it seriously, after all, everyone knows that there is an unsurpassable person in his heart.

Forgivable feelings made him at a loss and full of guilt.

This is a feeling I've never had before.

He never mentioned Ji Mian to Fault Tolerance, and Fault Tolerance probably didn't know about Ji Mian's existence. He should have said it earlier, maybe earlier, so that Fault Tolerance wouldn't be so sentimental.

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Tolerance opened his eyes and looked out the window, until the sky outside turned blue-gray, he closed his eyes in a daze. He didn't sleep last night, and with such big emotional ups and downs, he would still be tired no matter how uncomfortable it was.

It's just that he felt that he had just closed his eyes when footsteps came from his ears. He thought it was Jiang Bie who went downstairs because of Jiang Bie's reason, and thought it was Jiang Bie who had softened his heart, so he opened his eyes almost reflexively, but his gaze There is no trace of Jiang Biegu.

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance, and Rong Rong got up to check it out, but when he walked over, he stopped abruptly.

The person who walked in from the porch was Ji Mian.

He was dressed in white, with a faint light all over his body, he walked in the door naturally as if he was coming home, and then walked upstairs.

Tolerance was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to step forward but stopped in the next second. Jiang Biegu probably didn't want to see him, and with Ji Mian upstairs, he probably wouldn't have a place for himself.

Realizing this problem, Tolerance sat down on the sofa slowly, thinking, since Ji Mian is back, maybe he really should leave.

But looking at the two suitcases at the corner of the door, he was tolerant and didn't want to move. If he moved, he might never come back in this life.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Mian came down from upstairs and looked at him wrongly, thinking that he would leave without seeing him like before, but he walked towards him and sat down opposite, calmly Watch him laugh.

Tolerance is a little scared, not because he knows that Ji Mian is no longer in this world, but because he is afraid that he will blame himself for liking the person he likes without authorization.

Almost subconsciously, Fault Tolerance wanted to explain something, but Ji Mian spoke out one step ahead of him:

"Tolerance?"

Fault-tolerant looked at Ji Mian, he was more gentle than in the photos and videos, and his smile seemed to have the power to comfort people, so that Fault-tolerant slowly calmed down his mood, nodded, and called out softly. One sentence:

"Brother Ji Mian."

Ji Mian smiled: "You took good care of him."

Tolerance wanted to say no, he wanted to say sorry, but Ji Mian didn't give him this chance, and said to him, "I'll ask you in the future."

Fault Tolerance was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he reacted and shook his head:

"There is no chance, my brother... don't want me anymore."

Ji Mian looked at him, with pity in his eyes that no one could ignore, and he said:

"I can imagine how difficult the future will be for you, but I still hope... I hope you will be more patient with him and don't give up on him. He is really a good person and worthy of your liking. "

Fault tolerance suddenly looked up at him, Ji Mian was still smiling:

"I believe that in the end, you will come together and be very happy."

After Ji Mian said this, he got up and walked towards the door, but Rong Fault seemed to have come to his senses at this moment, he got up and chased two steps: "Brother Ji Mian!"

Ji Mian stopped at the entrance and looked back at him, and Rong fault also looked at him, without blinking:

"You, don't you blame me?"

Ji Mian smiled slowly: "Tolerance, thank you for appearing by his side, I am very grateful."

After saying this, Ji Mian turned around and disappeared at the door without a trace, but he still hadn't finished speaking, and there were still many questions to ask him, so he chased him out, trying to let him He stayed, but in the next second a sharp pain caused him to fall to the ground.

It was only when fault tolerance opened his eyes because of the pain that he realized that he was still sitting on the sofa. He straightened up subconsciously and looked around, but the living room was no different from when he closed his eyes. It was still pitch black and no one had been there. Even the bean sprouts were still lying on his lap, sleeping peacefully.

is a dream.

It turned out to be just a dream.

Ji Mian never showed up, nor did he say those words to himself, and Rong Rong was suddenly a little disappointed.

He hoped that Ji Mian really came back, and hoped that he could continue to accompany Jiang Biegu, so that he would be more willing to leave by himself.

It was 4:[-], and the sky would be bright in a short time. Fault-tolerant eyes looked at the two suitcases again. He knew that he had no other way to go. After a short silence, he got up and walked over to drag the suitcases. The suitcase went back to his bedroom.

Except for close-fitting clothes, most of his clothes were bought for him by Jiang Biegu. He seldom worried about this aspect. Now that he was packing up each piece, he realized that Jiang Biegu had really bought him a lot over the years. clothes.

Jiang Biegu himself probably knew about it, so he prepared two suitcases.

Fault Tolerance took away some of the clothes of each season, and the ones that could not be taken away could only be kept. In addition to the clothes, there were also books on the desk, and some daily necessities that would be used in daily life. Two boxes were just right.

After tidying up, I looked around the bedroom and realized that I had lived here for 6 years, but I could erase all the traces overnight.

Bean sprouts probably saw Jiang Biegu's appearance when he was on a business trip, that's why he was extremely clingy to him when fault tolerance was cleaning up, even looked at him with reluctance, but fault tolerance couldn't say anything to appease him.

After all, at this moment, he couldn't even comfort himself.

It was past 6 o'clock, and it was already bright outside the window. Tolerance didn't delay any more time. After washing, he left the bedroom, fed the bean sprouts, and went back to the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare breakfast.

You can cook a little less today, after all, only Jiang Biegu eats alone, he doesn't have a lot of food in the morning, and if he cooks too much, it will be a waste.

Not rich, but not perfunctory, just like every morning when Jiang Biegu was at home in the past few years.

After cooking and cleaning up the kitchen, Tolerance went back to the room, put on his backpack, pushed the luggage out and put it in the entrance, after thinking about it, he went upstairs.

The glass of water on the flower stand was still in place without any sign of being tampered with, so the door should still be locked.

Tolerance realized that he didn't have the courage to open the locked door again, so he decided to leave a note, glanced at the closed door, turned around and prepared to go downstairs, but Jiang Biegu's door was here Suddenly there was a sound.

Forgiveness and look back.

Jiang Biegu walked out of the room, dressed in formal attire, whether it was accessories or hairstyle, he had carefully arranged his face, and his complexion looked good, with no signs of bad rest, not like fault tolerance, embarrassment and shame.

Tolerant still smiled, and said with a smile:

"elder brother."

Jiang Biegu seemed not at all surprised to see Tolerance after opening the door, and nodded when he saw him calling him.

"I've made breakfast, you can go to the company after you're finished." Then he thought of something, and explained: "I won't eat with you, I'm leaving now."

Fault Tolerance wanted to behave decently, but at this moment he didn't expect that his eyes were still red. He laughed at himself, thinking that he was already embarrassed enough, and he was not bad enough, so he didn't care.

But he hoped that Jiang Biegu had something to say to him, even though he knew that it was impossible for him to speak out to persuade him to stay, he still wanted to hear his voice.

But Jiang Biegu remained silent.

The pretense of decency on fault tolerance's face was almost untenable, he didn't wait any longer, and walked downstairs.

When leaving with luggage, Bean Sprout suddenly went crazy for some reason, biting his trouser leg and refusing to let him go. Tolerance didn't like this kind of scene, no amount of reluctance could change the ending, so he resolutely shut Bean Sprout away. into the cage.

Although Bean Sprouts had never been imprisoned since coming to this home.

Even in the cage, Bean Sprout was very excited and kept screaming to come out. Tolerance looked at it for a few seconds, then turned and left, but saw Jiang Biegu coming down from the upstairs at the entrance.

He didn't intend to say anything more, but Jiang Biegu made a sound, looking at the two suitcases at his feet:

"Is everything packed?"

Tolerance nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything else, and he knew that he should leave because of fault tolerance. He knew that he could keep his little dignity and face by turning around and leaving now, but when he looked back, he had already lost Jiang Biegu, so what did he want?

So he still said:

"Brother, can I come back to see the bean sprouts later?"

Jiang Biegu glanced at Bean Sprout who was yelling in the cage, and looked at the fault-tolerant standing in front of him, who was obviously taller than himself, but like a child who had done something wrong, nodded, and said:

"You can take it with you."

Fault Tolerance shook his head: "No."

Jiang Biegu still didn't take the initiative to say anything to him, so Tolerance said:

"You remember to eat breakfast, buy it on the way if you don't want to make it yourself, don't drink the wine on the social occasion, even if you drink it, remember to pour yourself a glass of water when you go home and go upstairs, don't go downstairs in the middle of the night and go back to sleep again , have a good rest at home, don't worry about work, besides the study, you can actually go to the audio-visual room to watch movies or something, and don't always be alone, you can..."

"Tolerance." Jiang Biegu interrupted his instruction: "I know how to take care of myself."

Tolerance was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, he nodded unnaturally, said nothing, picked up a suitcase in one hand, and went out the door.

When putting the luggage in the trunk, Tolerance glanced back, because Jiang Bie didn't come out, he waited for a while, but still didn't arrive.

The distance from the entrance to the door was only a dozen or so steps, but he waited for Jiang Biegu almost a hundred times back and forth and still did not wait for him, so he knew clearly that Jiang Biegu would not come out.

Tolerance walked towards the driver's seat, and took one last look at the house that he had lived in for six years before getting in the car. He didn't expect to bid farewell so unexpectedly.