Please don't be so hard on me!

It was late at night when the plane landed, and public transport had stopped. Miao Cun reluctantly spent more than 200 yuan to take a taxi.He slept very late every day in France, coupled with jet lag, he leaned against the window and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.In the dream, the bizarre, oil painting-like world, the golden sunset, the carousel and love wall in Montmartre, and the cruise ship on the Seine.Most of the time in the dream was very sweet, only a little Luo Minghan was placed in a corner, he lowered his face and looked tired: "Why do you want me to be Luo Yuanhe's substitute?"

Miao Cun was woken up by the question, and he sat up straight, causing the driver to keep looking at him from the rearview mirror, thinking he was sick.

When we arrived at the villa, roommate Matt was still awake, playing games with Miao Cun's controller.

Miao Cun put the suitcase against the wall and saw two pots of roses.

"The person surnamed Luo sent it here," Matt said bluntly in Mandarin with his eyes glued to the screen, "Did you two quarrel? He has come to see you several times."

"broke up."

Matt threw down the handle, and when he turned his head, he saw Miao Cun crouching in front of the flowers, as if he was looking at their health.

The flowers bloom very well, after all, there are professional gardeners taking care of them.

"So fast?" Matt said solemnly, "bro, takeiteasy, don't be sad, come and drink!"

Miao Cun laughed: "You can't drink me, I'm fine."

Matt wanted to ask "Really?" with doubts, but Miao Cun did look calm, far less down-and-out than Luo.

Miao Cun moved the flowers to the French window, "Did he say anything when he came here?"

"Let me think about it," Matt tried hard to recall, "the first time I asked you when the internship ended, the second time I asked why you haven't come home, the third time I didn't knock on the door, I saw him sitting in the car It's been a long time, the fourth time, just to send flowers, let me tell you that you don't need to look for him."

"Is he in good condition?"

"That's it, how did that idiom come about...hun...fly...posan?"

Miao Cun: "...that's dead."

Matt was embarrassed for a moment: "It's fine if you think about it."

"Are you trying to say that you lost your mind?"

"Yes yes yes yes."

Miao Cun thought for a while, and said frankly: "He should not be, you are wrong."

The next day was the weekend. I took a week off but had to do my homework. Miao Cun took his computer to the library to study by himself early in the morning. After finishing his homework, he went to the studio to draw for a long time.It was five o'clock in the afternoon when he rode home, dusk had fallen, he lowered his center of gravity, and the road bike screeched smoothly around the corner, so fast that he didn't notice the Maybach parked at the end of the street.

The Maybach was originally a low-key car, not to mention that Miao Cun had only been in it a few times, even if he saw it, he couldn't remember that it was Luo Minghan's business car.

That road bike was bought by Miao Cun not long ago, because it is a distance from the Academy of Fine Arts, and it is not always possible to find a shared bike.Miao Cun always rides very fast, with a slanted satchel on his back, and the wind blows his forehead hair, revealing his sharp and slightly squinted eyes under his smooth forehead.

The bicycle turned up the ramp and stopped quickly. Through the dark window, Luo Minghan watched him get out of the car with his long legs, and stood at the door to fumble for the access control card from his pocket.

With just a flash, Miao Cun entered the room, and the door was closed gently.

Luo Minghan felt that he entered the door too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to take a few more glances.

The warm white down jacket he was wearing should be newly bought. It was the first time I saw him wearing it, and it made him tall and energetic.When the sensor light in front of the door was on, it enveloped Miao Cun, outlining his delicate profile very warmly, with the tails of his eyes raised and the tip of his nose turned up.

Luo Minghan felt incredible, how could he see so much content in this one glance?

But still feel not enough.

The important thing is that Miao Cun looks too normal.

He seemed to be going to school, doing homework, drawing normally, eating three meals a day and then falling asleep normally. In that glimpse, Luo Minghan was not enough to see any signs of abnormality, despair, or sadness.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and saw that his well-dressed, tall and handsome boss had no expression on his face, but his breath was cold, deep and terrifying.

He swallowed and was about to make a sound when he heard Luo Minghan order him: "Drive."

·

The boiling water lifted the lid of the pot repeatedly, and white froth came out from the edge. Miao Cun woke up from his distraction and hurriedly removed the lid and turned off the fire.

In fact, I should talk to Luo Minghan. He hung up the video after asking him if he was in France last time. After disappearing for a day, he sent the breakup text message.

I don't know if he suspected that he was going to celebrate Luo Yuanhe's birthday.

A double is a double, but Miao Cun doesn't want Luo Minghan to know the truth. After all, Luo Minghan hates others to admit that he and Luo Yuanhe are wrong.

As long as the counterfeit is not placed next to the real one, the counterfeit will not feel so uncomfortable if it does not know that it is actually a counterfeit.

…Then why don’t you just meet him, dispel his worries, and pretend that it’s just because you don’t like him that much?

Miao Cun could not make up his mind, and thought that Luo Minghan must be very upset during this time, and he would definitely not be able to sit down and listen to him calmly explaining...a lie, so...let's talk about it later.

After waiting for three days, I didn't find that the Maybach would appear at the end of the street for a period of time every day, sometimes in the evening, sometimes in the middle of the night, no matter whether I saw Miao Cun or not, I would stay quietly for a while.The driver felt that there was something wrong with his boss, and it seemed that he couldn't see the child. It would be good to take a look at the lights in his living room.

It's been the fifth day since we broke up, why hasn't Miao Cun contacted him?

Did he think he blocked him?

He wasn't willing to block it, but blocked it, as if he was upset by Miao Cun's message.I blocked it for two days and then clicked in. My heartbeat was unbelievably fast, as if I would see the full screen of "I'm sorry, don't break up" in an instant.

But the dialog box is clean, and it still stops at that sentence——

"Let's break up."

"okay."

Luo Minghan imagined many possibilities, after Miao Cun saw the "let's break up".Will he rush back to China impatiently, hold the belated gift in both hands, say happy birthday and sorry thousands of times, or will he be depressed, exhausted, and desperate to find him, beg him, and meet him again in every possible place in the world? Humble begging.

Luo Minghan has seen these scenes before, in the bodies of his predecessors.

He can be indifferent to their hard-heartedness, but if Miao Cun behaves like this, he will make an exception for him, pretend to be angry for a day or two, and then reconcile as before.

He will hug Miao Cun into his arms tightly and warn him that there will be no next time.

But he never thought that Miao Cun didn't even bother to ask why he wanted to break up, did he have to break up, and could he not break up.

On the fourth day, Miao Cun no longer went home alone. At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, he was followed by a strange stranger.He sent Miao Cun home, and when he said goodbye, he handed the book in his hand to Miao Cun, stroked his forehead with his hand, and said something.

Miao Cun said goodbye to him and didn't invite him into the house.

The car door was unlocked, Luo Minghan leaned over to get out, stepped down with one foot, but sat back with restraint.

It's just a classmate, so it's not worth making such a fuss about.

The boy passed by the car window on a bicycle, unaware that there was a gaze staring at him uncertainly through the window, wanting to compare himself with him unilaterally.

·

I don't know why Professor Ding is going crazy, so he asked the oil painting department to find someone from another department to form a team to complete a painting with the theme of abstraction.

Xie Shanhan is a sculptor, and he is also a genius in the Department of Sculpture. He is the only genius, and he can barely get along with Miao Cun, who is also a genius.Miao Cun asked him to help him with his homework, and the price was two months of food, because Xie Shanhan was poorer than him.Abstraction has always been Miao Cun's shortcoming, and he can't really scribble, so he can only grind with Xie Shanhan in the classroom every day until the lights are turned off.

"I said, you live so far away and go home so late every day, are you not afraid of danger?" Xie Shanhan turned his face and asked Miao Cun behind him.

He has a cold face, and he always makes people feel that his patience is limited. When standing with Miao Cun, the two cold-hearted and cold-faced geniuses exude an aura that no one should enter from ten meters away.

Miao Cun's car key is lost somewhere, so he can only wait for someone to unlock it during the day tomorrow, and Xie Shanhan will drive him back tonight.He is very light, and his posture in the back seat is also very light. His long legs hang down naturally, his hands are cold, one hand is stuffed in his pocket, the other is in the pocket of Xie Shanhan down jacket, and he is supporting his waist by the way.

"The most expensive thing on your body is the down jacket. Which robber is so worthless?" Miao Cun said indifferently, his eyes glanced at the Maybach, feeling strange in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously.

At the door of the house, Miao Cun jumped out of the car and checked his mobile phone. It was 11:30, and the curfew time had passed.

"You can't get in, sleep here with me."

Xie Shanhan raised his eyebrows, "Do you know that many people in our hospital want to fuck you?"

Miao Cun: "..."

Xie Shanhan reached out and rubbed his hair, and didn't meet him: "It's too late to go back, it's inconvenient, I borrow your bathroom to take a shower, and then I will climb over the wall and go in."

Luo Minghan's face was as ugly as death.

The door opened and closed, the figures of the two people entered the doorway, the living room lights were on, and the scene of Xie Shanhan taking off his clothes was reflected in the half-closed curtains. He had broad, straight shoulders and a doggy waist, with well-defined abdominal muscles. While taking off, he turned his head and said to Miao Cun There was no rejection on Miao Cun's face.Two seconds later, he appeared in front of the window, closed the curtains, and completely blocked Luo Minghan's sight.

After breaking up for six days, he brought a new person home.

Luo Minghan lowered his head and gave a short laugh, his expression was covered by a thick shadow.

A strange feeling came from the heart, it was the sharp pain of blood coagulation and being pierced by a sharp knife.

He covered his heart, took a quick breath, and then held his breath, his empty eyes shattered in the darkness of the carriage.

Miao Cun has been with him for nearly six months, he loves him so much, he never dares to force him to love him, he never even let him do it to himself, he cherishes him like he has never seen anything A poor ghost who has lived a good life, patiently waiting for him to be ready and waiting for himself to be willing.

In the end, he cherishes what he dare not take easily, and it turns out that Miao Cun can give it to others so easily.

Miao Cun, do you really dislike me, or do you think I'm stupid?

"Boss Luo—"

The door was slammed hard, Luo Minghan crossed the zebra crossing angrily, screeching brakes sounded, a Honda was forced to stop, and he cursed angrily, "—Your mother is looking for death!"

Luo Minghan turned a deaf ear, his clenched hands trembled uncontrollably, and then slammed the door hard.

In the silence of the night, such a movement startled Miao Cun. Matt was already asleep, so he took off his blindfold and rushed to the corridor on the second floor. Just as he was about to scold, Miao Cun had already opened the door.

"Luo—"

The world was spinning, Luo Minghan slammed him against the wall, and said to Matt with a cold face: "Go and sleep."

With a feces-suffering expression on his face, Matt raised his hands in surrender, retreated, closed the door, and locked it, no bullshit.

"Luo Minghan, what's wrong with you?" Luo Minghan's arms locked his throat and chest like iron, Miao Cun blushed and coughed as he said.

Luo Minghan did not speak, his eyes rested anxiously on Miao Cun's bright red lips, and his tone was somber and chilling: "Did he kiss you?"

"what?"

"I said—he, yes, no, yes, dear, you!" The posture that was always easy to handle fell apart, and the fingertips roughly touched Miao Cun's lips, "I have been waiting for you for six days, and this is your answer , Your choice, isn't it?" He swallowed, and in Miao Cun's familiar sweet breath, his voice choked up inexplicably, "... Miao Miao, Miao Miao."

Miao Cun tried his best to turn his face away to avoid his touch, and kept holding his arm with both hands, and said with difficulty and impatiently: "I don't know what you are talking about, let me go...don't touch me!"

Luo Minghan laughed strangely, and the breath of the speech was hot in Miao Cun's nose, "Don't touch you? You don't want me to touch you after only six days apart, what about others?" He said through gritted teeth: "I Treat you like a baby, what the hell are you doing in front of others?" The tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and even Luo Minghan himself felt that his voice was trembling ridiculously, "You want to sleep with him, make friends with him, let him call you Miaomiao, strip off Does the clothes act like a slut in front of him?!"

Miao Cun widened his eyes in disbelief.

Luo Minghan saw that he was hurt by these words, and felt a sense of pleasure as if he had vented.Jealousy and jealousy tormented him until his eyes were horribly red: "Last time you went to the hospital and didn't come back overnight, could it be that he was with you? Tell me, did you guys cheat on me a long time ago? Let’s act together!” His eyes were messed up by the irrational madness, and he anxiously searched for all possibilities, “Including you going to France... Are you also with him? You don’t remember my birthday because you were with him..."

Miao Cun closed his eyes, a line of tears slid down from his right eye: "Brother Luo, you are so boring."

boring?Why boring?Luo Minghan didn't understand, how could it be boring?Touching him again, smelling his breath, seeing his eyes, he was so greedy and happy that he didn't know what to do.It's the wrong timing, otherwise, otherwise, I will be able to coax Miao Cun...to reconcile with him.

"The breakup is what you said—"

"I regret it." Luo Minghan caressed his cheek, and his jaw was clamped: "I regret it...I withdraw, don't believe it,...don't believe it."

"I've already promised you."

Luo Minghan was dumbfounded, his eyes hurt: "That doesn't count."

"You are an adult, and I believe that every word of yours is your sincere decision. Now that you have decided to break up, what do you want me to do? Please? Why do you want to come back to me? Even if I really want to break up today If I bring someone home, it is my freedom to sleep with him, so what does it have to do with you?" Miao Cun looked at him puzzled, "I don't understand you repeating so much."

Luo Minghan laughed hastily, but that smile was uglier than crying, "Why don't you stay? If it's just because I'm angry because I drank too much, it's just anger. You promised so quickly, won't you give us any chance to reconcile?" ? You forgot my birthday—”

"I'm sorry." Miao Cun apologized sincerely but calmly, "I really forgot all about it. I wanted to give you a gift, but you said goodbye, so forget it."

"Replenish the gift?" Luo Minghan found a life-saving clue in the chaos: "Didn't you...haven't you prepared a gift for me a long time ago?"

Miao Cun frowned: "When did I prepare a gift for you?"

"Xi Xiaohan said—"

Miao Cun was quiet, and he sorted out all the cause and effect in the blink of an eye.Xi Xiaohan met him in the store, and then deliberately told Luo Minghan, perhaps to dispel his sense of surprise about the gift, Luo Minghan believed it, so he was looking forward to his birthday all the time.

"Xi Xiaohan said, do you believe it?" Miao Cun said flatly, "I went to the counter just to do regular cleaning and maintenance, not to buy gifts."

Luo Minghan's back stiffened and his breathing froze.

Xi Xiaohan lied to him?

In the bathroom, the sound of the shower has not stopped, rustling like a heavy rain.

"Whatever he said, you just believe what he said, and then you get angry on one side, jealous on one side, and break up on one side?" Miao Cun sneered, "Why don't you reconcile with him? Haven't you been dating in private? Why? Want to hang around me?"

"When am I going on a date with him?"

"Every time you meet, he will tell me, but I never asked you. Didn't you go to bed on your birthday?"

Luo Minghan's face was frighteningly ugly: "—Fart!"

"You drank too much and disappointed me again. Xi Xiaohan picked you up and kissed you in the car, didn't you?"

"I—" Luo Minghan's voice came to an abrupt end, and an anxious, irresolvable cold sweat shot up his back.

Miao Cun smiled slightly, and opened Xi Xiaohan's dialog box with his fingers, and a lingering and intense kiss and panting came out from the receiver.

Luo Minghan fell into hell, his gaze pierced by sharp ice, he couldn't help swallowing, and explained incoherently: "Listen to my explanation, it was he who kissed me forcefully and wanted to be with me again...I was very drunk,— ——I’ll push him away in the next second!” His eyes lit up, as if he had found the gold medal to avoid death, and then he tried hard to see through the expression on Miao Cun’s face, “Don’t trust him, don’t trust him,... When I beg you."

Miao Cun fell silent.

It's not without sadness, but self-blame is better than sadness.He said with regret and persuasion: "Go and make up with him, he is so proud that he will do these disgraceful things for you, I admit that I can't do it," he thought, still want Luo Yuanhe from Leave this matter aside, so as not to cause more harm to Luo Minghan, "I went to France because my relatives invited me to paint. I'm sorry, I lied to you because I was afraid of your opposition."

As long as he stays far away, he can keep the substitute a secret for the rest of his life, and Luo Minghan will not be hurt again.

This is probably a kind of hypocrisy, Miao Cun understands, but he can only do so.

"I can't do everything Xi Xiaohan has done for you...I don't like you that much."

All the strength in his body disappeared, Luo Minghan stared at him stubbornly, unwilling to blink.

"You say it again."

"I do not--"

The glass vase in the porch was violently swept by someone's hand, and it shattered in response.With a loud bang, even the voice-activated lights outside the door were startled.

Luo Minghan's face was pale, his heart was barely beating in his chest, so that he couldn't even feel the flow of blood, he only knew that his body and hands were aching from the cold.He stared at Miao Cun and said word by word: "I don't believe it."