Rebirth Breakup Expert

Fang Ze sat where he was, only now did he realize that the pain on his cheek was too much, he pressed his hand, and there was blood on his fingertips.

His eyebrows twitched, then he calmed down, pulled the hem of his clothes and pressed carefully on the wound a few times, it seemed that the bleeding had stopped.

Seeing him fiddling alone, Ji Man threw the handkerchief back to him.Seeing that his nosebleed had stopped, Fang Ze replaced his clothes with a handkerchief.

The two sat each other, and after a long silence, Fang Ze said, "I came out because I wanted to give you something, not what you thought."

Ji Man didn't make a sound, just looked at him.

"I don't think you're a beggar either."

Ji Man still looked at him.

There is no one coming and going on the mountain road, the mountain wind rustles the plants and leaves, the shadows on the road are layered, and it is very quiet.Suddenly, Fang Ze couldn't stop the car, and he talked to Ji Man a lot, all of which were memories.Ji Man spoke on stage for the first time on behalf of the class, and he was part of the commotion and screams that were harvested.After Ji Man's college entrance examination, he was waiting for him under a row of dense fig leaf trees outside the examination room. The tall and tall figure of the young man was imprinted in Fang Ze's eyes and heart. He said he would never forget it.After talking too much, Fang Ze suddenly stopped, bowed his head deeply, and asked in a muffled voice after a long time: "Ji Man, what you said is very nice, but why don't you want to be more sincere to me?"

Ji Man finally spoke, with a hoarse voice: "I'm not sincere enough for you? You are the only one who can enter my house, wake up with me and say good morning to each other. Am I not sincere enough?"

"These are completely different from what I want. You can say you love me, then turn around and go on a blind date with other women, and walk around in front of me with other women in your arms. Is this how you show your sincerity?"

"Then what kind of sincerity do you want? If you don't tell me, how will I know? I'll show you how to do it?!" Ji Man suddenly became irritable again, "Don't keep telling me this, I'm so annoyed now, all kinds of women and men go away."

Fang Ze stopped talking.Physical fatigue aggravated mental fatigue. He stood up slowly while holding onto the tree. His ankle hurt from being kicked by Ji Man, but he was still able to walk back.He didn't know how to explain to Ji Man what his sincerity of "wanting" looked like. After hearing what Ji Man said, he even found it funny and surprised: So they were never on the same channel, how could they fall in love?

Turning his head silently and walking for a few meters, Ji Man's voice suddenly increased, and came from behind him: "Fang Ze, let's start over, shall we?"

Fang Ze stopped suddenly, his heart pounding.

"I like you, and I will never deny that. I will break up with those women immediately after they go back. Also, I won't make you sad anymore, and I can do whatever you want, okay?"

Fang Ze's heart beat so fast that he had to grab the thin coat fabric on his left chest with his hands, so hard that he was trembling.

"As long as you tell your father to help my brother this time, I can do anything, okay?"

Zhan Jun chewed up the crispy rings that he put in his mouth, and looked calmly and indifferently at Fang Ze who stopped at this point.

Fang Ze's ankle is now wrapped with a thick bandage, and the sprained area is horribly swollen. The rough wounds on the back of his hand and that handsome face make him look very down and out.

"I told you to ignore him."

"I told you it was my dad..."

"Don't use your dad as an excuse." Zhan Jun snorted, "If you mention your dad a few more times, I'll be a stranger."

Fang Ze was silent.For a long time, he asked slowly, "Does he think that I will really agree?"

"You promised?"

"No, I said get out."

"It's good. Do you feel worse about him now?" Zhan Jun praised Fang Ze's behavior of sticking to his heart at the critical moment.

Fang Ze nodded, his injured face looked a little sad and melancholy: "In his heart, am I just a fool who likes him so much that he has no IQ?"

"It's good that you know you're not stupid." Zhan Jun saw that he was blinking all the time, and his eyes were shining, so he reached out and touched his head, "It's good that you can get through it, really."

On the way back, Zhan Jun thought about Fang Ze and Ji Man for a long time.This breakup event deviated from the normal value from the very beginning, and it really has not taken an unusual path in the subsequent development.Even if Fang Ze and Ji Man were broken off in some unnatural way, he knew that Fang Ze would not be able to let go from Fang Ze's thoughts on Ji Man. Maybe ten or eight years later, he would still be a bloody lump.

He might not care much about these things on other clients, but Fang Ze is young, and he and him get along as if they are brothers.

With such a feeling in it, Zhan Jun felt that he had gone astray in his imagined career path.

In the past few days, he thought the house was too quiet, so he went to Wang Zhaojun's house for a few dinners, and ate a lot of local products brought back from his father-in-law's house; after signing the employment contract with the Ponzi Group, he also invited Kong Yuantao to have a meal .

Every time he came back from the outside and saw the dark window, Zhan Jun had the urge to turn his head and walk out of the dormitory again.

But today when he went downstairs and looked up, he saw that the light was already on in the window, and the light blocked by the curtain was not very clear, but he suddenly became excited.

Wen Jiayan is back.He came home.

Wen Jiayan's home is not very far from the city where they live now, it can be reached by train in an hour.When Zhan Jun went upstairs, he walked very fast, taking two or three steps to complete the first floor.He didn't think about Wen Jiayan's background, which he knew little about, but only thought about being able to sit on the sofa with him tonight, watch TV happily, grab snacks, and chat.

After opening the door, the lighting in the living room was gentle, dispelling the slight chill of the early autumn night.

Wen Jiayan looked up at him with a bowl of instant noodles: "Yo, Brother Zhan."

Zhan Jun opened the refrigerator: "Don't eat instant noodles, didn't I tell you that there are vegetables in the refrigerator? This rock candy elbow was made by the fat man's wife. It's delicious. Why don't you heat it up?"

"When I came back just now, there was a power outage here, and I couldn't cook rice, so I boiled water for instant noodles. The electricity just came, and you came back in time."

It was only then that Zhan Jun remembered that due to the dry season recently, several districts of the city suffered power outages, and he forgot to tell Wen Jiayan about it.

Although he had eaten with Fang Ze, Zhan Jun still cooked, heated up a few dishes, and ate another meal with Wen Jiayan. The food filled his stomach and almost burst out of his esophagus.

The two hadn't been able to eat together for several days and chatted happily.Wen Jiayan said that his mother was fine, and Zhan Jun told him that he would go to Ponzi to work next week.Both felt that they were sorry for not celebrating such a great moment, but they had no energy to eat anymore, so Wen Jiayan poured two glasses of red wine.

Zhan Jun recognized that this was the unfinished bottle when Wang Zhaojun came to eat last time, the wine was fragrant.In fact, he can't drink, and after drinking a glass of red wine, he will immediately fall into an uncontrollable lethargic state and have a bunch of red rashes on his body.He poured some of the cup that wasn't too much into Wen Jiayan's cup: "I can't drink it, drink more."

Wen Jiayan finished the glass of wine in a few sips, seeing that Zhan Jun only drank half of the glass, deliberately showing dissatisfaction: "Hey, are you a man, you can't even drink wine."

Zhan Jun rolled his eyes at him: "You are more manly." After speaking, he lifted the hem of his shirt, revealing a few abs that were slightly effective.

Wen Jiayan watched with piercing eyes, and after a while, the dog-legged soul reappeared, and asked eagerly, "Can I touch it, macho?"

Zhan Jun: "Do you dare?"

Wen Jiayan: "Dare."

After speaking, I touched it.

The moment his hand touched his skin, Zhan Jun noticed that the temperature of his fingertips was astonishingly high.Before the charming illusion completely took over his mind, Zhan Jun grabbed his wrist: "Wen Jiayan, do you have a fever?"

Wen Jiayan shook her head: "No, let go, I want to touch... hmm?"

Zhan Jun put his palm on his forehead and said decisively: "You have a fever, don't move around, I'll get the thermometer."

"No, no." Wen Jiayan took his hand to cover his face, and said the word "no" in a low voice and repeatedly.

The hot air expelled from his mouth, nose and breath has far exceeded the normal body temperature of a person.Wen Jiayan refused to let go of Kai Jun's hand, Zhan Jun saw that he was unwell and drank the big glass of red wine, he was a little dizzy, so he kindly asked him to let go.Wen Jiayan's grip became tighter and tighter, almost trembling, and he kissed Zhan Jun's palm lightly.

"Brother Zhan..." he shouted heavily.

Zhan Jun was so frightened by his kiss that his back shuddered, and his face turned red hot.

Wen Jiayan, who was holding his hand and refused to let go, kept calling him, as if begging for mercy, which made him suddenly at a loss. The lively organ in his left chest was beating so violently that he almost lost control.

Zhan Jun stood stiffly, but the movement of grabbing Wen Jiayan's wrist slowly changed, his palm covered the back of his hand, and slowly pressed tightly.

"Brother Zhan... I'm sorry..." After Wen Jiayan said this, he immediately swayed and lay down on the table, and fell asleep.

Zhan Jun was still holding his hand.

He didn't understand what Wen Jiayan's "I'm sorry" meant, but at this moment he could completely forgive him for concealing everything he had intentionally or unintentionally.

Maybe after he wakes up, they can have a good talk, about Wen Jiayan's family, about his childhood stories, about all the things Zhan Jun suddenly longs to know.

While thinking so tenderly and affectionately, Zhan Jun dragged Wen Jiayan, who was taller than him, back to the room.

Although I like him very much... But I don't want to do this kind of physical work at all.

Zhan Jun made no secret of his dissatisfaction, rudely took Wen Jiayan's temperature, went out and bought ice packs and cooling medicine, and took care of him for most of the night.

The author has something to say: ah, the palms, backs of hands and abdominal muscles are all below the neck... I'm so worried about QAQ (...