don't cry

Jing Rong still chose to leave.

When I met Sun Rui when I was going out, the other party probably knew that his mobile phone was out of battery, stopped the car downstairs and paid the money, and watched him leave.

Jing Rong returned to the rented house.

He unlocked it with the key, and the moment he opened the door, his eyes fell on the gardenias on the coffee table.

The gardenias are placed in a glass bottle, the height of the bottle is just right, someone has carefully arranged the flowers, placed them at the right angle, and the orientation of the flower branches is also very meticulous, like a gentle white fireworks, it softens the heart instantly.

The way the young man smiled at him holding flowers seemed like it had been many years, which made him a little melancholy.

He didn't look at the bouquet of flowers that were still beautiful, and went into the bedroom to take a shower.

In the hospital, Sun Rui opened the door carrying the breakfast he bought.

Seeing that Qu Yu had already sat up leaning on the pillow, he quickly stepped forward: "Why are you sitting? I heard from the aunt downstairs that someone knocked on the head and you have to mend it up, or you will easily become stupid. I bought it for you. Soymilk with walnuts, drink more, I’ll buy more if it’s not enough.”

Qu Yu's face was pale, if it wasn't for being weak now, she would have gotten out of bed and chased him to beat him: "Don't be so talkative, stay where you are cool."

"I think your place is the coolest," Sun Rui put the food on the table, "Jing Rong is gone, and I paid 99 for the taxi as an auspicious gesture to the driver."

Qu Yu closed her eyes, she really didn't want to hear about the stupid things the other party did, but the other party insisted on joining him.

"When you were unconscious last night, I begged you for mercy. If Jing Rong can forgive you this time, remember that I have made great contributions in it, and my request is not high. Just give me fifty stars." Sun Rui smiled naively.

Qu Yu was silent and said, "I'm going to confess."

"Oh, confess, then—" Sun Rui's expression froze, and then he sat down in fright, "Fuck, what are you going to do? Confess what?"

Slender fingers stroked, and the thick black and long eyelashes became more and more eye-catching on the pale face.

Qu Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Confess everything."

Only after going through a desperate situation like last night, and feeling the utter despair, can you fully think about it.

When he called Jing Rong over and over again, he really had the attitude of giving it a try, but the other party kept refusing to answer, so he rested his thoughts, but at the moment when the muscular man smashed his head with a glass bottle, he suddenly felt a little nervous. regret.

Perhaps one more phone call should be made.

Not sophistry, not a lie, but a confession.

Say it all, and the relationship is redefined by the other person.

He knew Jing Rong's strict standards, and also knew that what he did would ruin the possibility of being forgiven, but so what, it was much better than being anxious and worried when the other party discovered a certain lie in the future.

A lie is a lie after all. No matter how perfect a lie is, there will be loopholes that cannot be found. In order to maintain the authenticity of the lie, he will continue to make up other lies. Slowly, even he himself does not know which one is true. Which is fake.

Qu Yu hugged his knees, and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, after the mother and son moved in, he was secretly starved by that woman for three days. Door.

"Auntie, I'm so hungry." He raised his wet eyes and begged helplessly.

He was given a meal, and he learned that showing weakness sometimes is a way to get what you want.

He started to learn more methods, and he gained more.

It took him less than a year from the beginning to practice the proper smile arc in front of the mirror, to the perfect expression for different occasions.

Rather than saying that he lives in daily life, it is better to say that he has been playing a role that is more beneficial to himself.

The little boy who didn't know anything at the beginning has been quietly hidden in the deepest part of his heart, like hiding a rag doll that is no longer beautiful and glamorous, and also like hiding the only remaining weakness.

Qu Yu pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that this kind of life was boring, or simply terrible.

One thing he did wrong was that he should not continue to use these methods in front of Jing Rong.

He stained this flawless relationship with an unclean dark color.

Qu Yu closed her eyes, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

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After Jing Rong tidied himself up, his stomach really felt a little uncomfortable. He found the medicine and took it. He had no appetite, but he still drank some soft and glutinous clear porridge.

After breakfast, he went back to the hotel to check out, and then went to school.

Today's class is a bit relaxed, there is only one professional class in the morning, and the rest of the time can be arranged freely.

Jing Rong listened carefully to the class and took notes. After class, he went to the self-study room to read and study.

His calm and cold appearance is no different from before, and his notes are still so rigorous and careful, but Jing Rong knows that he is just using this method to keep himself from thinking about things related to Qu Yu.

But the other party's pleading eyes are always lingering in his mind.

Jing Rong sat on a chair, took out a book from his schoolbag, and a notebook fell out.

He picked it up and saw the familiar map and difficult points. It was a jungle strategy he had wasted two days writing. The level of detail marked was comparable to the final review materials.

Jing Rong paused for a moment, put the notebook back into his schoolbag, and continued to read the book pretending to be calm.

The whole morning passed quickly, and when it was approaching lunch time, people in the study room began to pack up their things and leave, making moderate noises.

Jing Rong came back to his senses, looked down, and saw that the book was clean, without any marks on it.

—He didn't read the book at all.

Jing Rong knew exactly what he was thinking, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and took a taxi to the municipal hospital with his schoolbag.

The sophomore class schedule was more full, and Sun Rui couldn't stay with the hospital all the time, so he hurried to class in the morning.

When Jing Rong pushed the door and entered, Qu Yu was lying down and resting.

The sound startled Qu Yu, he opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

Jing Rong pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Brother, did you watch over me last night?" Qu Yu suddenly asked.

Jing Rong paused when he put his schoolbag on, and said "hmm" expressionlessly: "Sun Rui is not here, I'm afraid no one will know if you stopped breathing at night."

Qu Yu pursed her lips happily, although her face was still a little pale, but it was much better than last night.

"Have you had lunch, brother? If you haven't eaten, I can order a double takeaway." Qu Yu winked at him and said obediently.

His appearance was no different from usual, it seemed that Jing Rong was making a fuss out of nowhere.

Jing Rong looked straight at him: "Let's talk."

Qu Yu let out a sigh, a little regretful: "I still want to have lunch with my brother at the end."

Jing Rong's eyelashes trembled, and he pretended to be calm to avoid his words: "Tell me, besides games, what else has lied to me."

The other party looked at him with his chin on his back, his eyes were tender and affectionate, which made Jing Rong more uncomfortable.

If the other party took the initiative to confess the lies he had told, he probably wouldn't really break up, because he was the one who got distracted after being drunk and was responsible for Qu Yu no matter what.

"Everything, brother," Qu Yu murmured.

"It's a lie to my brother that I can't play games, it's a lie to my brother if the shower head is broken, and it's a lie to my brother if I cut my little finger."

Qu Yu lowered her eyelashes: "Including Monday night, I also lied to my brother."

Because this relationship is based on deceit, I dare not sleep with Jing Rong after taking a bath at night, for fear of being found that there is no hickey except for the arm, so I panicked when I found out that Jing Rong had entered his bedroom yesterday , Afraid of being found tattoo stickers placed in the bathroom.

Jing Rong's calm expression suddenly changed because of the last sentence.

He clenched his fingers tightly until his fingertips turned white, as if looking at the other party in disbelief: "Even Monday, isn't it real?"

Qu Yu lowered his head again, and spit out two words: "No."

Jing Rong couldn't maintain his composure anymore, he stared at Qu Yu closely, as if he wanted to poke a hole out of the other's gauze-wrapped head, and then take a good look at how many real things there are in the other's head.

"I'm sorry brother, I have lied to my brother many times." Qu Yu apologized sullenly, "But I really like my brother so much that I don't know what to do."

"However, I still choose to respect my brother's decision."

"But I don't regret what I've done. Without these, I wouldn't be able to have the time with my brother."

Qu Yu raised her eyes, tender and affectionate, and carefully described Jing Rong's eyebrows and eyes with her eyes: "This is my happiest dream."

Jing Rong fled in despair.

Instead of taking the elevator, he ran all the way down the stairs until he stopped on the first floor, before holding on to the wall, panting.

His heart was beating much faster than usual, and he vaguely felt a faint taste of rust in his throat.

Qu Yu's words seemed to still ring three-dimensionally in his ears, bringing him shock and anger over and over again.

He thought that in the previous relationship, the other party lied to him, but what he didn't expect was that even Monday night was a lie.

So...he didn't touch Qu Yu that night.

Jing Rong helped his forehead, his temples hurt suddenly, and his stomach began to feel uncomfortable again.

He squatted down and covered his stomach with his hands, his expression was forbearing and painful, and the veins on the side of his neck were slightly protruding.

He is a little hard to accept.

The straw that once made him make the decision to be together now became the boulder weighing on him, suppressing him to make another decision.

Jing Rong leaned on the wall and stood up, with a trace of sweat coming out of his forehead. He didn't know whether it was the cold sweat from the pain or the hot sweat from running, but it always made his head swell.

He shook his head slightly, went out and took a taxi, this time he chose to go home.

At this time, the family is eating.

Xu Bing set up a family rule that three meals a day must be eaten at home. If you want to go out to participate in the wine bureau, you need to apply to Xu Bing in the WeChat group in advance for approval before you can not come back.

Seeing Jing Rong walk in with a bad face, Xu Bing stood up hesitantly: "Xiao Rong, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I tore up his treasured book, and I came back to settle the score with me." Jingqian knew the inside story, so he played a sloppy eye, and then got up and followed, "Parents, you eat first, I will explain to him, At worst, I will pay him a new one."

"Hey, wait for me."

Jing Rong returned to his bedroom, threw his schoolbag on the floor, and threw himself directly into the mattress, quietly, even the sound of breathing was very weak.

Jing Qian followed in, closed the door, and helped him put the bag on the chair: "What's the matter, the quarrel has not been resolved yet?"

"I decided to break up."

The author has something to say: the progress bar is reset, Gougou is going to chase his wife again.

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Three shifts~

Good night everyone, I will try my best to come back tomorrow (Damn it, I wish I could have eight claws)