My brother became a playboy

I fell asleep in the second half of the night, and slept for more than ten hours. When I woke up, it was dark outside.

My nose was next to Zhao Xing's chest. His chest muscles are well developed, but I turned my eyes away and asked him, "Did you extend the room?"

"Well," he hugged me a little tighter, but reminded me, "Are you going to burn paper for the promise today?"

"Yes, don't hug him so tightly." I have a very subtle feeling, I suspect that Zhao Xing is jealous of a dead man, and I have evidence.

At this moment, I heard him say: "Someone has been sent to burn it, it's cold outside, don't get out of bed today."

I thought for a few seconds and asked him, "Can your people take over the follow-up?"

"If you wish, you can."

"Then you can arrange someone to burn him until the first anniversary." I moved my body to make myself lie down more comfortably, "I can pay for it."

"That's not necessary, it's all small money." Zhao Xing seemed to be in a good mood all of a sudden, "Do you want to go to the hot spring?"

"You just said that it's cold outside. It's best not to get out of bed in cold weather." I used his words to scold him, but he didn't care much. It seemed that since I decided to ask him to burn the promise on my behalf, his mood changed. It became very good, so good that I could let it go.

I licked my dry lips and gave him an order directly, I said, "Bring some food and drink here."

He put his arms around me with one hand, called the internal service on the phone with one hand, and covered my shoulders with a quilt before the waiter came in.

The waiter was very professional. He knocked on the door and swiped his card to come in after getting permission. After entering the door, he kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and pushed the cart to the bedside and left quietly.

Zhao Xing picked up a glass of juice from above, folded the straw into a suitable angle, hugged my upper body, handed it over, and said, "Take a sip."

"I'm not sick and I'm not disabled."

As I said this, I opened my lips, drank a few sips of the juice, and backed away again.

Zhao Xing stuffed the soft cushion behind me, supported my upper body, and began to feed me.

I watched his somewhat sick expression with cold eyes, and did not resist, and let him feed one spoonful after another, and when he was almost finished eating, and his body leaned back slightly, he withdrew his hand and said, "It's my turn. "

I leaned on the head of the bed and watched Zhao Xing eat my leftovers. I guessed that Zhao Xing was going to see a psychiatrist now, and he would most likely have to stay in the hospital for treatment.

Life is stressful now, and at least two or three out of ten people are not in a normal state of mind. The reason I see a psychiatrist is that I am too indifferent to the whole society. To put it bluntly, I have an antisocial personality disorder. I didn’t see what Zhao Xing said. Looking at his medical records, it's hard to tell.

But he should be a sex addict.

He ate the rest of my meal, and he seemed to have recovered a bit. He said, "Where are you going? I'll call a car to take you away."

When he said this, the indescribable area below the waist was in a state of excitement.When I leave, he should arrange for a personal catharsis.

If we are a legal couple, his behavior can be condemned morally.

But we are now divorced and there is nothing wrong with his actions, legally or morally.

Of course, I can also choose to stay and help, but I have no such obligation or interest.

I thought about it and said, "I'm going home, there are still some things that need to be packed."

What I mean by home is the small building where Zhao Xing and I live. The news of the successful divorce came a bit suddenly, and I still have a lot of things there.

I don't think there is anything special about what I said, but after hearing this, Zhao Xing changed his mind and said, "Go back and forget it yourself."

Now online car-hailing is so convenient, he calls me a car, and I go back by myself, in fact, there is no difference, anyway, I will not walk back.

I didn't bother arguing with him, I got up from the bed and began to put on my clothes. When I was half dressed, Zhao Xing held my shoulders and said, "Are you going to move overnight?"

"That's not enough," I knew he was angry, but I didn't need to coax him, "I'll pack my luggage tonight and move it tomorrow morning."

"It's too late today," Zhao Xing looked down at me with a bit of incredulity, "Sleep with me one more night."

"I do not mind."

I really don't care, I sleep wherever I sleep anyway, sooner or later, those who should move still have to move.

"Do you mind if I find someone to come over?" Zhao Xing asked me very politely.

I glanced at him and reminded him: "You were still pretending to be a lover last night."

Zhao Xing sneered, and said, "I didn't get sick last night."

That's right, he's sick, so we can't be too harsh on him.

So I made a good suggestion, I said: "I will also find someone to come over, we can play our own games, or we can exchange games."

Zhao Xing looked at me silently. To be honest, his aura was quite strong, a bit scary.

I looked back at the past with a slight smile, not giving in at all, and I said: "Don't sleep, it's a big holiday, it's time to play."

Zhao Xing suddenly grabbed his cell phone and dialed the assistant's number. He said, "Arrange two people for me to come over, Diamond Dragon Dream Hotel, Room 1088."

When he was on the phone, he kept looking at my expression, and I frankly let him see.

I found the veins on the back of his broad hands bulging, I found his fingertips gripping the phone too hard, I found his face tensed as if he was extremely angry, so I was not surprised to hear him say into the microphone : "No need to make arrangements, I will continue to rest tomorrow."

He hung up the phone and threw the phone against the wall. With a muffled "boom", the phone fell in a straight line and landed upside down on the overly thick carpet.

He bent one knee and climbed onto my bed. He lowered his head and asked me, "Can you sleep with me for one night? Do whatever you want."

I asked him back, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

He took a few deep breaths, grabbed my foot, and said, "I know."

I smiled very softly, kicked his face with my foot, and said, "It's not convenient in the hotel, why don't you go to my place?"

He looked up at me, and I didn't miss the struggle and resistance in his eyes.

But he still stretched out his hand and began to help me dress, he said: "It's up to you."

--

After leaving the hotel, Zhao Xing drove to my residence in person. We had a fast food on the way and bought some gadgets.

I was sitting in his co-pilot, wiping all the tools with alcohol, Zhao Xing's face was getting worse and worse, I almost thought he was going to run away.

But he can't escape, his indescribable place is still indescribable, if he finds someone else tonight, I will pack up my old things and move successfully the next morning.

Frankly speaking, I really didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to do what I wanted to do. As for Zhao Xing's reaction and attitude, it was out of my consideration.

But I'm still looking forward to tonight.

During our marriage, Zhao Xing's regret was that he failed to fuck me once, and my regret was that he didn't treat Zhao Xingzhen like a dog once.

It is impossible for him to make up for his regret in this life.

Fortunately, I had a chance.

My residence is a villa in the suburbs, and there is no one in the villa, I just ask someone to clean it regularly.

I invited Zhao Xing to the master bedroom on the second floor. When Zhao Xing went up the stairs, his footsteps stopped for a moment. I turned my head, looked at him, and gave a kind reminder. I said, "If you are afraid, there is still time to run."

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhao Xing took a step up and said, "Cui Minglang, I'm not pretending to be a lover."

Well, he remembered my words.

He took another step up and said, "If you don't give it to me, I can only find someone else."

He seemed to be explaining the behavior of shouting at the hotel just now, and also seemed to be explaining the absurd and obscene experiences over the years.

He walked up step by step, as if he was walking towards some terrible hell, he said: "I don't want to be treated as a woman by you for the rest of my life, nor do I want to be a dog that you want to torture."

I kindly reminded him: "You are free, we are divorced."

He walked the last step and hugged me.

"But I can't live without you," he said.

--

I can't be considered a normal person.

My IQ was too high, I lacked empathy, I was too possessive, and I had weird quirks.

When I love someone, I want to suppress the other person, I want to understand every subtle move of the other person, I want the other person's whole world to be me, and I want to occupy all the other person's attention.

I am very alienated from my relatives, and I don't have any close friends. In my world, there is only one Zhao Xingxing who breaks through barriers and breaks in.

But Zhao Xingxing, he is not the same as me, he is a normal, even popular man.

I have sat on the desk countless times, stroked the pen he gave me, and watched him leave surrounded by a group of people.

Even though he has become a big capitalist, he still has the atmosphere of the world, and the aunts in the cafeteria are willing to scoop up an extra spoonful of meat for him.

Of course, I can also be approachable, and I can have many good "friends", and I can smoothly solve any interpersonal relationship I want to solve, but those are all routines and acting skills. Cold and silent, they can't even affect my emotional fluctuations, they are just living beings wandering in this world.

I want to desire more things from Zhao Xing, but Zhao Xing is not a fool after all, not a plasticine that I can handle.

The boredom period when we were young was not so much tired of each other's body and existence, but rather that I wanted to invade his world more deeply, and he was instinctively wary of me, so I softened my heart I gave up all my plotting and persecution, and started to lose interest in him as a person.

But after all these years, I have also thought that if Zhao Xing allows me to occupy him, maybe I will get tired of him after a while.

——It is human nature to love the new and dislike the old. I am like this to Zhao Xing, and Zhao Xing is also like this to me. There is no need to explore the reasons and find excuses.

--

I almost left permanent scars on Zhao Xing's body, but a second before I did it, I remembered that we were divorced.

In the future, he may have a new partner, and if the new person sees his body marked by the old person, he may feel sad because of embarrassment.

I didn't want to fight him for real at first, I just wanted to use some tools.

But he scolded me hoarsely, he scolded me that some indescribable part of my lower body wasn't functioning properly, and I wasn't angry, it just silenced him, that's all.

He was hung up by me, staggering, like an angel offering sacrifices.

But I don't think he's an angel, he's a devil, he broke through my barrier to protect myself, and chose to leave carelessly.

If I hadn't fallen in love with him, I wouldn't have had half a sympathy for my future lover, and I wouldn't have been so moved by the promise.

He taught me to love him without always loving me passionately and unreservedly.