My brother became a playboy

Promise is quite thoughtful, although it is of no use to me.

It became clear to me early on that my life has a lower limit but no upper limit, which means that I can easily get what many people crave, including happiness.

Love is not the whole of my life, it's just one of the ways I have fun, I don't have love, but there are many ways to find happiness.

So, in fact, my marriage doesn't need love, and I don't need a happy marriage of so-called "love each other", I don't even need to get married.

It was Zhao Xing who made me get married, it was Zhao Xing who made me fall in love, and it was Zhao Xing who made me feel that marriage and love are meaningless.

I don't like to step into the same pit, and I don't like to indulge in the same thing, so I don't chase these things that are more likely to cause harm than happiness.

The proposal just now, to be honest, I just think the promise is very interesting, and I also think that maybe doing so can make Zhao Xing show a cute expression.

I have to admit that I still have the bad roots of being a man in my bones.Originally, I thought that after the divorce, Zhao Xing and I would be single, and if we wanted to hang out, we could hang out together.

But Zhao Xing's new lover bored me very much, and I could tell that Zhao Xing had a little sincerity towards that lover.

If his progress is fast, maybe I will still have time to attend his wedding within this year.

I don't like that kind of situation very much, so the best way to deal with it is that I get married first and send him an invitation.

But I really didn't expect that the promise would be rejected.

I thought he still liked me very much, whether it was people who liked me or my money.

I thought so, and said so.

I said, "I never thought you'd say no."

"I've broken a lot of bottom lines on you," Xu Nuo stroked his hair upwards, "You can't make the same mistakes again and again."

I leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair that was a little hot from the sun, and I said, "If you don't agree to my marriage proposal, I might go find someone else."

"You'll find someone else sooner or later," Xu Nuo said with a hint of clarity in his eyes, "It's normal to change a toy when you get tired of it. You are as naive as a child, but also as cruel as a child."

I kind of like the promise of this look, if he is in front of me, I will hold him in my arms and kiss him.

I thought about it and said, "Don't put labels on me, everyone is complicated."

Xu Nuo sighed softly, and said, "You and Zhao Xing are a good match, maybe you shouldn't divorce."

"You're really interesting. I haven't seen any third party who doesn't want to replace the original partner."

"I love you, so I want you to be happy."

"Oh." I am noncommittal.

"My procedures are almost done," Xu Nuo changed the subject a little bluntly, "I can go early next weekend."

"I'll arrange a pick-up for you."

"Okay," Xu Nuo looked at me through the camera for a while, "Let's meet and chat."

"Meet and talk."

I waited for Xu Nuo to hang up my video, and Xu Nuo seemed to be waiting for me to hang up his. We stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, and finally Xu Nuo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He said, "Goodbye, Cui Minglang."

The video call ended here, I took a deep breath, looked at the blue sky, and inexplicably thought of those days when I was chasing promises.

It's not always boring. Every time I sit on the window seat, drink coffee made by a beauty and admire her slender body, it will always bring me rare peace.

I, more or less, still kind of like promises.

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I bought a genuine summer jersey in the store, and went to the stadium in the jersey the next day. Zhao Xing arrived a little earlier than me. He was wearing casual clothes, and he had an umbrella, a bag of water and snacks with him. .

The first thing he asked me when he saw me was: "Did you put on sunscreen today?"

I shook my head, and he took out the sunscreen lotion from his bag, handed it to me, and said, "Apply some."

"I'm too lazy to paint." I yawned, "You help me."

Zhao Xing put the things in his hand on the side of the seat, opened the bottle of sunscreen liquid very familiarly, poured a little into the palm of his hand, rubbed it well, and helped me apply it on the face and neck, and finally did not let go of his arms .

His slightly rough hands scratched my skin, and I couldn't help but yelled "itch" a few times. His movements paused for a moment, he looked at me inexplicably, and resumed his work.

After finishing painting, he lowered his voice and said, "You just made me hard."

I glanced down and teased him: "You have really poor self-control."

He leaned close to my ear and whispered a few words. I shook my head and said, "The ball game will start soon."

He just stared at me with that strange expression, and after a while, he said: "Then what about when the game is over?"

I pressed the corner of his mouth with my thumb and said, "I don't have the habit of being in heat anywhere, you can find your little lover."

"I want to be fucked by you, but I don't want to be fucked by him."

He said it bluntly, and I replied bluntly: "Zhao Xing, you can find a massage stick yourself."

Zhao Xing asked me back: "What if I find someone?"

When he said that, I wasn't even angry, I said, "It's up to you."

He closed his eyes and curled his fingers into a ball. After more than ten seconds, he said, "Let's not quarrel, okay?"

"It wasn't a quarrel at first, I was just rejecting your request." I stopped looking at him, but looked down at the players entering the stadium. "Don't think too much, just watch the football game."

The game was very boring to watch. Players from both sides were waving their buses. In the end, it was tied at 0:0. I yawned, watched Zhao Xing put away the parasol, and said, "I'm going first."

Zhao Xing seemed to have adjusted his mood, he said, "I have booked a restaurant for tonight."

"You can take your little lover with you."

"I want to take my lover, and my lover is only you."

"I do not want to go."

"Then I'll take you back to the hotel."

"No, I called a car."

"I'll accompany you back to the hotel."

"Don't you have anything to do?"

"I want to be with you today."

I looked at him and wanted to say "I don't want to be with you today", but I looked at the dark circles under his eyes, and I couldn't say these words.

As a person, almost all my soft-heartedness and connivance were given to Zhao Xing.

I said, "You can do it yourself tonight."

He returned quickly, and said, "Okay."