Rebirth Breakup Expert

He ate the apple bread and so on, and Zhan Jun did whatever he wanted while washing the cups and dishes. Now even if he told the factory director why Tan Xiaolu came to find him, it would be considered a retraction.

He was already thinking about how to offer material and spiritual apologies to Tan Xiaolu.To apologize to such a noble existence, there should be no other way but to kneel and lick.Zhan Jun thought.

Xue Jingye looked very angry when he left.Tan Xiaolu's behavior of bypassing him to find himself might have really touched a certain part of him.During the ten years of acquaintance with Xue Jingye, Zhan Jun knew better than anyone else that his whole body was full of reverse scales, and any casual touch could provoke hair.

If a pen is dropped on his sneakers, even if there is no ink on it, he will be scolded for a day. If the breakfast bought for him tastes bad, he will be said, "Why are you so stupid and didn't give birth to your brain?" Then throw the breakfast in the trash can Here, and... In short, he has a deep understanding of Xue Jingye's Ni Lin.It's just that he was too obsessed at the time, and only felt uncomfortable for a while when his words involved his mother, and then continued to follow him and play the dog's leg.

But Tan Xiaolu will always be different.Zhan Jun couldn't imagine that Xue Jingye would scold Tan Xiaolu, nor could he imagine that Xue Jingye would drop the dictionary, slaps, etc. that were thrown at him on Tan Xiaolu.

So people are really different.Some people will be held in the palms of their hands, some people will be stepped on in the mud and have to turn over and crawl out, some people...

someone...

Someone can live with cockroaches and have the audacity to say "I don't care".

Zhan Jun's hand washing the dishes paused.Two long tentacles emerged from the gap in the closet in front of him, and they were still trembling.

Still... focus on the present moment.Zhan Jun turned off the faucet, put the dishes away, took the insecticide lightly and was about to spray it into the crevice of the closet, but found that the two tentacles disappeared in just half a minute.

At this moment, he has already made the judgment that "this house is no longer suitable for living".

After calming down for a few minutes, Zhan Jun decided to destroy the cockroach nest first.He put on a mask and gloves, put the broom by the door, picked up the insecticide spray on the ground, took a deep breath, and slowly opened Wen Jiayan's door.

Even on the day when he came back from the dead and came back to the house and cleaned up like a sweep, he never went into Wen Jiayan's room.Sometimes seeing the messiness of the room through the gap of the half-open door, Zhan Jun would gasp for a long time, unable to recover, so Wen Jiayan would usually close the door when going out and entering in order to avoid listening to him, so today is Zhan Jun's first time. See Wen Jiayan's room completely at once.

Hmm... Frankly speaking, it's a little tidier than when his brother was around.

At the beginning, Wen Jiayan made him feel like a literary young man. He could play the guitar, had a pretty good singing voice, and liked to watch movies. He was simply a wonderful gay guy.

His room is a little smaller than Zhan Jun's, with only one window.The bed is placed against the wall, and there is a small table next to the bed under the window. The bed is still in the right shape, the bedding and pillows are barely folded, and there is a laptop and a pile of books on the small table.When Zhanwei was at home, there was a desk and a large bookcase in the room, which occupied an entire wall.There were all Zhan Wei's books in the bookcase, and Zhan Jun didn't know how to clean them up at the time, so he simply said to Wen Jiayan, "Just read it if you like it and don't break it."Wen Jiayan seemed to have selected some that he was interested in reading. Zhan Jun observed them and found that they were all mystery novels collected by Zhan Wei. He thought that the two of them really had something in common.

Zhan Jun couldn't help but look at the desk a few more times.The desk was neat and clean, with an unfamiliar desk lamp on it, and under the desk lamp was a thick stack of guitar scores.He imagined the scene of Wen Jiayan sitting in the light of the desk lamp practicing the song in the middle of the night, and he felt quite harmonious and comfortable.

Wen Jiayan must have cleaned up his room last night, these are different from what Zhan Jun usually sees through the crack of the door.

It's very face-saving.Zhan Jun turned his head in a good mood, and his face darkened immediately.

Just clean it up, but what's the matter with the wardrobe wide open! ! !Why pull the chain off! ! !Why are all the clothes piled on the stool! ! !Why vacate it all! ! !

He was thinking of catching a turtle in a urn, spraying insecticide into the plastic leather wardrobe, closing the windows and doors, playing a game, and then came to inspect the results with a broom! ! !

Zhan Jun supported the wall and backed out.

The wardrobe was empty, only some cockroach shells and cockroach droppings were left, and half of the tentacles were missing.

He finally understood why the two whiskers in the closet came from.

Angrily took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message: "You drove out all the cockroaches, idiot!!!"

After standing in the living room cosplaying the fire-breathing dragon for 3 minutes, Wen Jiayan replied: "Ah? Really? What should I do then? Can you still find them? You won't run into your room, right?"

"……do not talk!"

"It's okay, you help me get rid of cockroaches in my room, and I'll help you get rid of cockroaches in my room."

For some reason, Zhan Jun always felt that Wen Jiayan's proposal was suspicious, so he immediately refused: "I can handle it myself."

Wen Jiayan replied in seconds: "Okay, then I'm counting on you, Brother Zhan!" After the voice was over, a pouting villain said "What?", and a group of dazzling pouting villains rolled down the screen.

Holding the phone and thinking calmly for a while, Zhan Jun felt that he was cheated.

Covering the things that should be covered, and hiding the things that should be hidden, Zhan Jun closed all the windows, sprayed insecticide in every corner of the whole house, and then walked out with his wallet and keys.

It took him more than an hour to finish all this work, he was covered in sweat, and he had to go to the pharmacy with a limp to buy some insect repellent medicine, and he got angry when he thought about it.

He dawdled down the stairs, and saw a very familiar Chevrolet slowly driving towards him before he walked out of the dormitory area.

Xue Jingye rolled down the car window: "Where are you going?"

His expression was as usual, Zhan Jun didn't know what happened when he turned to look for Tan Xiaolu just now with a hostile face, and replied calmly: "Go buy medicine."

Xue Jingye stopped and opened the door: "I'll see you off."

Zhan Jun was really tired, so he got into the car without hesitation.

Now the gap between Tan Xiaolu and Xue Jingye is getting bigger and bigger, Zhan Jun couldn't help asking him: "Did you quarrel with Tan Xiaolu?"

Seeing that the factory manager's face darkened again, and he gave himself a hard look, Zhan Jun thought that there was indeed a quarrel, and the factory manager became more rebellious.

The pharmacy is not far away, Zhan Jun quickly bought some traditional Chinese medicine and came back.Xue Jingye lit another cigarette while waiting for him, Zhan Jun frowned and closed the car window: "It stinks, can you smoke less?"

After being silent for a while, Xue Jingye sighed and said, "You are still worried about me."

Zhan Jun: "..."

I don't, I just don't want to be killed by secondhand smoke.

The car was parked under a tree next to the pharmacy, and the surrounding area was very quiet.From this quietness, Zhan Jun smelled the rhythm of Xue Jingye's heart-to-heart talk.

After ten years of acquaintance, Xue Jingye has never had a heart-to-heart talk with him, which is full of ambiguity and warmth.He was a little excited, 35 was not far away.

Immediately, the impact of the bad things lessened a lot. He cheered up, showed the professionalism of a professional breakup teacher, combined with the fur he had learned from other regular marriage counselors, his demeanor and tone softened: "What's wrong? Happy things, you can tell me what you can say."

Xue Jingye took a deep puff of the cigarette, and smiled with the corners of his mouth up: "It's nothing, just said a few bad words to Xiaolu."

Such a weak factory manager is really rare,

In an instant, Zhan Jun was a marriage counselor: "If there is anything bad between two people, you can communicate slowly." After speaking, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Add a sentence: "But I also know that some things can be communicated well without communication, and if it is inappropriate, it is inappropriate."

Xue Jingye finally turned to look at him.The usually well-maintained, handsome, and bright-eyed factory director did indeed look tired.The bad complexion can be modified with cosmetics, but the poor complexion and spirit are revealed from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, which cannot be covered.

At this moment, Xue Jingye was full of tiredness that couldn't be concealed.

Zhan Jun once thought that seeing Xue Jingye's down-and-out meeting would be very cool, quite cool, extremely cool.

But it turned out not to be.

The person he has admired for ten years, showing fatigue in front of his resolute self, he still feels uncomfortable.

He should always be so high, always strong and indestructible, he can bow his head and regret, but he should never show this deep fatigue.

Zhan Jun didn't know that when he was thinking this way, the actor's soul temporarily left his body, and his eyes showed some pity and sadness.

So at this moment of distraction, when Xue Jingye suddenly stepped over from the driver's seat and quickly approached him, he didn't even react.

When the strong smell of smoke from Xue Jingye's body approached his nose, and when his slightly parted lips were about to touch his lips, Zhan Jun's whole body trembled, and he slapped the factory director's face reflexively with the medicine bag in his hand. go.

Behind him is the closed car door, and there is no way to retreat.

Zhan Jun was disgusted and even a little panicked. The medicine bag smashed hard on Xue Jingye's face. The paper bag inside the plastic bag was broken, and the complex smell of traditional Chinese medicine spread out in the carriage.

"Zhan Jun!" Xue Jingye was thrown into a mess, dodging in embarrassment, and finally grabbed Zhan Jun's hand.

Zhan Jun regretted so much that he wanted to bite himself to death ten minutes ago.Is the pharmacy far away? As for getting into his car? After buying the medicine, can’t you just turn around and leave? Did you fucking get a marriage counselor certificate? Do you fucking have to pretend to be a marriage counselor?

While scolding himself in his heart, he was struggling to tear himself away from Xue Jingye's hand. Zhan Jun's leg accidentally kicked the crutch he had put aside, and the pain suddenly became weak.

Seeing that he finally stopped resisting, Xue Jingye hurriedly followed his arm up tenderly: "Zhan Jun, I... I may have been mistaken all along."

Zhan Jun's hair stood on end, he quickly grabbed his crutches and slammed it on his steering wheel, which immediately shocked the factory manager.

"It's none of my business!" Zhan Jun was really angry.Xue Jingye's hand on his arm was disgusting and brought back too many unbearable memories.He broke free, pulled away the stretchable crutches one by one, and pointed at Xue Jingye's face: "You fucking touch me again, and I'll blow your head off."

It's not that Xue Jingye has never seen Zhan Jun angry.When he ran downstairs to look for him that day, Zhan Jun took an iron rod and smashed the tree so that the fruits and leaves fell into a pile, but now Zhan Jun doesn't yell or bark, and even his face is not so bad, but the tone of his voice There was hatred that seemed to be bitten into pieces, the red eyes and the bulging veins on his forehead all showed that he was extremely angry now.

It seemed that he had won by himself, but when Zhan Jun left Xue Jingye's car, he couldn't accurately distinguish whether his trembling body was mostly anger or fear.

In broad daylight, he was still playing the set of forced kissing. He was really refreshed by the factory director's scumbag and his own stupidity.

It wasn't the happy physical experience and ten years of bitterness that made him extremely disgusted with any touch by Xue Jingye.It wasn't until he got home and went into the bathroom that Zhan Jun saw that his face was terribly pale.He washed his hands, arms and face, wishing to wash away the disgusting disgust just now.

The medicine bag was in his hand, and the Chinese medicine inside was all mixed together.With shaking hands, Zhan Jun poured them into several portions, placed them in a corner where cockroaches might pass by, turned on the TV again, and turned up the volume before sitting on the sofa to calm down a little.

When I went to release the medicine, there were already several dead cockroaches in the corner.He thought in his heart that he should get up and get down to business, but he took out his phone and did something inappropriate: "Wen Jiayan, a lot of cockroaches died, you come back and take care of cleaning."

It took Wen Jiayan a while to reply: "I won't go back at noon, can I scan at night?"

"Yes." Zhan Jun felt that his voice suddenly found steady strength, and said again, "Of course."

What a failure.In the breakup cases he had received in the past, although there were many examples of women coming over and wanting to have physical contact in the next step, he has always grasped the degree of ambiguity very well, let alone kissing, he has never even held hands.

Ji Xiu's case is indeed different, but Zhan Jun remembered what Wen Jiayan said: The problem lies with you.

He wasn't decisive enough, and he even worried about outsiders like Tan Xiaolu or Xue Jingye.Zhanjun, why are you so stupid?Zhan Jun scolded himself in his heart: A scum like the factory director is too good at seizing the opportunity to catch loopholes. This time it is a forced kiss and the next time may be unknown. He absolutely does not accept this kind of magical development.

After taking a few sips of water, Zhan Jun calmed himself down, while nervously wiping his mouth that Xue Jingye hadn't touched at all, while thinking about the next strategy.

A dizzy cockroach passed by his feet, Zhan Jun's body reacted before his consciousness, he lifted his slippered foot and stepped on it.

His face turned pale again amidst the crisp sound of his body shattering.

The author has something to say: (⊙_⊙): As an author, I can't stand the factory director's deeds.