Ideal place

Tick-tock, a drop of water fell from the shower, the curtains were drawn in the closed room, the sunlight could not penetrate, and it was not known whether it was day or night outside.

Twelve hours ago, Wen Ran woke up from a coma, and it was only now that Tong Zhiyou was willing to untie him, carried him off the seat, and placed him in a warm bed.

Dizziness, labor pains, nausea, Wen Ran's confusion, how many times Tong Zhiyou repeated it, he didn't know, he only felt cold, his internal organs were chilled, he had no appetite and he didn't feel thirsty - at this moment, what is real? Wen Ran finally had a real feeling of despair.

When his eyes became clearer, Tong Zhiyou, who was lying on the side, took him over, lowered his head and kissed Wen Ran's forehead: "Are you awake?"

"Are you uncomfortable?" He pretended to be distressed and asked, then moved closer to Wen Ran's ear, "Or...haven't had enough fun yet?"

Wen Ran's lips trembled, and tremblingly uttered two words: "Animal/sheng."

"Anyone can scold me like that." Tong Zhiyou lowered his eyelashes, raised the corners of his lips and mocked, "Only you are not qualified."

There was a fresh fishy smell in the air, the skin was damp, the forehead hair was sticking to the face in a mess, the tears had already dried up, the fingers were clenched and the bed sheet was wrinkled, Wen Ran coughed twice, and asked uncomfortably: "Why did you do this to me... ..."

Tong Zhiyou brushed his bangs away, and kissed preciously: "Xiaoran, I hate the feeling of being abandoned, you hurt me first."

"I said, don't let me not find you." Tong Zhiyou hugged him tighter and comforted him patiently, "If I go crazy, I never consider the consequences. Did you forget? I'm an out-and-out gangster ah."

"Xiaoran, you really let me down." At this moment, Tong Zhiyou was like a wounded cub, greedily sniffing the smell of Wen Ran's body, and said, "I thought that you were only willing to give your body to me." Give it to me, I didn't expect you to be so open to others."

Unable to move her limbs, Wen Ran opened her mouth in a daze: "What did you say?"

"Your ability to seduce/attract people is really great." Tong Zhiyou sarcastically said, "Can you tell me a little bit about how you hooked up with the president of Shengjie Real Estate?"

Wen Ran's eyes widened for a moment, with panic on his face. When Tong Zhiyou pronounced the name "Jian Xize", he felt that everything was irreparable.

"Jane is always open enough." Tong Zhiyou said with a condescending smile, "How dare you blatantly mess with you in broad daylight without even pulling the curtains, no wonder this kind of person is an entrepreneur, 'informal'. "

Every word was like a whip, dipped in salt water and whipped on Wen Ran's body. He buried his face in the dark, his face shattered and his dignity lost.

Who is Jian Xize?He is Wen Ran's first love, the only person he has ever loved in this life, and they promised each other to stay together forever.

But in Tong Zhiyou's eyes, Wen Ran is just Jian Xize's lover, play/thing, something to vent.The irony is that Wen Ran wanted to argue, refute, and argue, but found that she couldn't speak at all.

That period of youthful heartbeat that was supposed to be pure and beautiful was finally stained with dirty marks and became filthy/dirty.Obviously, it should be shown as a "precious memory", but now it has become a huge joke.

After a while, Wen Ran sighed weakly, his expression gradually froze.He didn't have any expectations, and said palely: "If I told you that Jian Xize loves me, would you believe it?"

"Oh." Tong Zhiyou covered his mouth with trembling shoulders, and couldn't help but say, "Xiaoran, stop teasing me."

"He's a well-known entrepreneur in Pennsylvania." He reached out to pat Wen Ran's face, and said "tsk" contemptuously, "Even though it's daytime, it's not easy to have such an unrealistic dream, right?"

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