It was raining heavily outside the window, and there was no one in the coffee shop. Quan Zhilong and Song Minhao were sitting opposite each other, just facing the window, and the noisy rain outside could be heard clearly.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know." Song Minhao said, he didn't take a sip of the coffee in front of him, but the milk foam on it had already melted, it looked ugly and unappetizing.

Also like his mood at the moment.

After the two met, Quan Zhilong first asked him why he went to Zhen Xing's house, but he told him that it was because Zhen Xing wanted him to see a painting, so that he could feel whether it had a sense of art, would it be boring, This reason is very simple, even a bit clumsy, Quan Zhilong is not sure if it is true, he even thinks, doesn't Zhenxing know that Song Minho likes her?Why did you let Song Minho watch it?

Thinking this way in his heart, he also asked, "Why did I ask you to see that painting?"

"Because she was afraid that you would find it boring, so she didn't dare to give it to you." Song Minhao showed a self-deprecating smile. He looked up at Quan Zhilong, his senior brother, with a rather bitter expression, "Everyone thinks that I am here Convenience is very similar to you, and she thinks the same way, she thinks if I like it, you will like it."

Quan Zhilong had also heard about the so-called similarity, but he never cared about it. Hearing Song Minhao say it himself, he suddenly had a different feeling in his heart. He couldn't help thinking that Zhenxing has always been with others. Keeping a distance, but having private contact with him alone, is it because of this similarity?

He suddenly had a feeling of facing a replica version of himself...

Thinking about it carefully, the sudden intersection between her and Song Minhao seemed to be when she was serving in the military.

This kind of thinking made his original anger subside a little, and he even felt a secret and unspeakable sense of pride. No matter what reason Zhenxing contacted Song Minhao, it was covered with a feeling of looking for a "substitute".

"I was flustered when I saw you leave. Is it because I was afraid that I would find that painting?" Because Song Minhao's posture was really humble, Quan Zhilong thought of Zhenxing's crying again, and he rounded up the whole thing himself, and his tone suddenly It has become better, and I don't have the uneasy feeling of finding a rival in love before.

At this moment, he no longer cared about Song Minhao.

Quan Zhilong thought he was hiding it well, but this sudden gentle feeling made Song Minhao feel a great sense of insult.

In an instant, the comments from outsiders poured into Song Minhao's brain. He looked at Quan Zhilong looking at his face, and keenly caught the disapproval from his eyes. Almost in the next second, he was out of control. blurted out, "But I like her."

As soon as this sentence came out, both of them were startled. This sentence was not in Song Minhao's plan, but seeing Quan Zhilong's surprised face, he felt a little refreshed in his heart.

He leaned against the back of the chair, lifted his chin slightly, and his expression became more relaxed. Anyway, he has said everything that should be said and should not be said, so there is nothing he cannot say.

"Are you surprised? I thought you guessed it, senior. After all, she is your girlfriend. I know that I am still so enthusiastic about her. Of course, it is because I like her. Or, I am waiting for her. When will I be able to see through your true colors and choose to break up, so that I can pursue her."

After hearing these words, Quan Zhilong couldn't help shaking his head slightly, looking at Song Minhao's upright attitude, subconsciously said, "Are you crazy?"

At this moment, rather than being angry, he was more surprised at how Song Minhao would say these words. This junior, who had never been familiar with him, rarely had such a sharp and generous appearance, as if he had turned into a dagger with a cold light, which was bound to hurt others Blood.

Song Minhao laughed softly, staring at Quan Zhilong's face, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Of course I'm not crazy, I'm very sober, that's why I was able to say what I've endured for a long time. Senior, you obviously don't love Zhenxing, why can't you take the initiative What about breaking up? You flirt with others behind her back, go to nightclubs to drink and party, and you don’t call her every time you have dinner. You know that she is such a gentle woman who loves you deeply, but because of her tenderness, you hurt her more and more. , you really don't deserve to be loved by her, and you don't deserve to be her boyfriend—"

Speaking of this, Song Minhao's expression gradually became indifferent. If it was a momentary remark at the beginning, now he has completely figured it out, why can't he say it?Why be patient?What kind of person is Quan Zhilong, did he not count himself?He doesn't deserve to be loved by Zhen Xing at all, and he doesn't deserve Zhen Xing to spend so much time finding inspiration for him.

She is not a boring woman at all, why should she doubt herself because of Quan Zhilong.

Song Minhao looked at Quan Zhilong's angry face, and said word by word very clearly: "I doubted her just because of a meeting, so I asked me specifically about your trust in her, and her trust in you. Compared with feelings, it's really cheap..."

He seemed to be emotional, with a disdainful arc on his lips, and said coldly, "Senior, I hope you can break up with Zhenxing, I will pursue her well, and entrust her happiness to me as if you treat her Let’s make up for it. How should I say, let Makoto experience what normal love should look like?”

Quan Zhilong was stupefied with anger. He never thought that Song Minho, who was quiet and calm in front of him, would suddenly be so sharp. After listening to Song Minhao's words, he replied without thinking, "What is the relationship between me and my girlfriend?" It's not your turn to judge, you are just an outsider, or even just her prop, she asked you, isn't it because the outside world evaluates you as similar to me? Don't you see it?"

"I know, but it doesn't matter, even if it's a stand-in, I'm willing to be a substitute." Song Minhao immediately replied, then got up suddenly, he picked up his umbrella, looked at Quan Zhilong's indifferent face, and showed a usual polite smile, "Senior , I have something to do, so I won't continue with you. The panic when I left today was not because I was worried about being discovered by you, but because she was worried about your misunderstanding, so I left in a hurry. See you next time, and I will say goodbye to you well. Bye now."

Song Minhao passed by Quan Zhilong and left without looking back. There was a figure holding a black umbrella in the rain.

Quan Zhilong never thought that he would get these answers. He sat quietly in his seat, trying to adjust his emotions so that he would not show himself in front of the shop assistants, clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help trembling. In the end, he still I couldn't help but hammered the tabletop hard, making a loud noise, and the coffee rushed out of the cup and landed on the tabletop.

This damn double... is really ridiculous...

Quan Zhilong gritted his back molars to suppress his anger. He knew that he shouldn't have entered the room so impulsively to confront him, but now Song Minhao broke the jar. He thought of Zhenxing's tears, and the transparent teardrops seemed to be falling on him at this moment. In his heart, he extinguished his magma-like anger little by little.

Let's apologize to her tomorrow when she is in a better mood, Quan Zhilong thought, as for this moment...

He is going to go to the studio to record some inspiration first.

Even if he had a big fight and was provoked by his love rival, he still thought that Zhenxing would forgive and tolerate him, without any sense of crisis.

After all, Makoto is a fool in love.

Even the heavy rain did not affect the club's business, and the room was still noisy.

On the way to find Zheng Jishi, Quan Ge suddenly saw Zhen Xing at the bar, staring blankly at the front, drinking wine mechanically.

It's been a while since the last time we met, he thought of Makoto, and that exciting night can still arouse his senses to this day, but he didn't know how to treat Makoto, so he could only keep silent.

Seeing her again at this time, Quan Ge knew that he should go into the box and call Zheng Jishi, so as not to continue entangled with her and sink into the abyss, but he walked over unconsciously.

He took the cup from Zhenxing's hand, looked at her face looking over, and said, "Don't drink too much, it's a mess here."

"I'm very distressed." Zhen Xing said, she looked in Quan Ge's direction, as if she was worried.

"What's wrong?" Quan Ge asked subconsciously.

The next second, he saw Zhen Xing standing up, the door of the box not far away opened, Zheng Jishi was looking over, his eyes met Zheng Jishi's like this, and he could clearly see Zheng Jishi's bewildered eyes , it seemed strange why he stood with Zhenxing.

"True apricot—" Zheng Jishi called out.

"Zhen Xing—" Quan Ge reminded, before he could say the next sentence, his mouth was blocked by Zhen Xing's soft lips, and the woman's dexterous little tongue entered to play with him, her voice was vague and lingering, accompanied by Not far away, Zheng Jishi's angry eyes made Quan Ge's brain roar and crash again.

He heard Zhenxing whispering, "I want to dump Zheng Jishi——"

In the woman's close pocket, the muted phone screen suddenly lit up, and Li Zhengzai's name lit up.

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The source of inspiration for this article is the boringness of Bigbang, you can search for the song title "ain'tnofun" to listen to the song,

When I was reading the lyrics, I was thinking, what would it be like to match a man who hates a boring girlfriend with a girlfriend who is boring and can’t break up, and then I came up with this article

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