Rebirth Breakup Expert

The moment he stepped into the house, Zhan Jun felt relieved when he saw Wen Jiayan sitting on the sofa reading materials.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Jiayan turned around, Zhan Jun put his luggage on the ground, strode over without closing the door, and rubbed his head hard a few times: "Okay, you, just sneak back early without answering my call gone."

Wen Jiayan was swayed left and right by the rubbing, and finally pressed Zhan Jun's hand: "My phone fell, and there has been no communication for the past two days. Why are you back?"

Zhan Jun originally agreed with him to go home tomorrow, but he left early, who knew that Wen Jiayan would also come back early.Hearing him ask this question now, I feel a little proud of the mutual connection, and I stepped across the sofa and sat beside him and hugged him: "I'll come back if I want to. What are you looking at?"

Wen Jiayan suddenly hid the few pieces of paper clutched in his hand behind his back.The two looked at each other, and Zhan Jun smiled and said, "Is it a secret document? I can't read it?" He didn't care too much. Respecting each other's private space is a consensus between him and Wen Jiayan. There are some work matters that really need to follow the principle of confidentiality of.He paused, and when he was about to tell Wen Jiayan the reason for his return, Wen Jiayan slowly took out the papers and put them on the coffee table: "You can read it. It actually has something to do with you."

That was the lease contract they signed when Wen Jiayan came to rent the house.

The rental period written in the contract was three months in total, and when the three months expired, Zhan Jun was too lazy to sign another contract, and Wen Jiayan didn't mention it, so the contract was never renewed, and it remained the original one.

Zhan Jun stared at the contract, then looked up at Wen Jiayan.He didn't quite understand what Wen Jiayan meant by taking out this contract that was actually useless.

"What's wrong?" He pinched Wen Jiayan's face.

Wen Jiayan didn't move, let him pull his face, and made a weird smile: "Brother Zhan, according to the contract, I will compensate you for one month's rent."

Zhan Jun's finger is fixed.The weird smile on Wen Jiayan's face froze under his fingers.

"What do you mean?"

"I want to quit the lease."

Zhan Jun sat up straight.He put his hands back on his knees, and the sleeves of his thin autumn coat were slightly longer, covering his clenched fingers and the back of his hand with protruding knuckles.

"What do you mean?"

"I... I might have to move out."

"What could it mean?"

"...I want to move out." Wen Jiayan didn't look directly at Zhan Jun, but said this calmly with his face sideways.

Zhan Jun couldn't help being surprised.He looked at Wen Jiayan, trying to find the slightest trace of joking on his face.But Wen Jiayan is always calm, if one ignores his finger that keeps rubbing lightly on the paper.Zhan Jun grabbed his hand, not knowing how to open his mouth to ask a proper question.Wen Jiayan did not resist, and obediently clasped his fingers and palms together with him, but unfortunately both of their palms were slightly cold, and neither of them could warm them.

The answer is ready to come out, but Zhan Jun is still stubbornly resisting.

"Why?" Zhan Jun's voice trembled slightly. What happened in the past few days was too intensive and shocking, "You didn't lie to me...you didn't lie to me in what you said before, right?"

Wen Jiayan nodded, took his hand, kissed the back of Zhan Jun's hand lightly as usual, and nodded again.

"Brother Zhan, I'm sorry..." Wen Jiayan gently pressed the back of his hand to his cheek, the calmness on his face finally disappeared, and his voice trembled slightly, "Mom asked me to go back for the National Day this time, When I got home, I found out that she arranged a blind date for me. The girl on the blind date was a high school classmate who lived on the same street. My mother liked her so much that no matter what I said, she would not agree with me. Asked me to go out with that girl. We had a fight and I... I didn't know my limits and told her I liked a guy."

Zhan Jun took a deep breath, and pulled his hand out of Wen Jiayan's tightly gripped claws.

"Wen Jiayan, you... are you stupid or stupid? You..."

He got up and walked around manically, kicking up the colorblock rug the two of them had bought together.

"I have nothing to say... I really have nothing to say."

Wen Jiayan stared at him, as if waiting for him to say something else.Ke Zhanjun leaned against the wall, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't say anything.

As early as when Wen Jiayan talked about the family situation with Zhan Jun, Zhan Jun knew that his mother would be a huge obstacle to the relationship between the two.But even though he had imagined that he and Wen Jiayan could live forever or even die, he quickly warned himself: This is just love, just an ordinary love, and it will not involve the future at all.Zhan Jun's chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He had already reminded himself repeatedly at the beginning, and even imagined how to comfort himself efficiently and correctly after the two of them broke up—but the duration of this kind of happiness was too long. It's so short, far shorter than he expected.

Counting, he spent too much time between flirting with Wen Jiayan and having sex, the days from sex to now are ridiculously short, the more Zhan Jun thinks about it, the more ridiculous he feels.

Such a little bit of happiness seemed to be an illusion that he had worked so hard to steal back.

In his silence, Wen Jiayan said everything.

The mother who was startled by her son's words during the quarrel did not take Wen Jiayan's words seriously.She was angry because her son even told such outrageous and disgusting lies in order not to fall in love with the good girl she fancied.Wen Jiayan had a fever at the time, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were red, his mother only talked nonsense when he was dizzy from the fever, so she sent him to her room to let him have a good rest and left.It was after Wen Jiayan's phone call with Zhan Jun that he was determined to make it clear to his mother.

After waking up the next day, Wen Jiayan took the opportunity to help his mother to work, and spoke seriously and sincerely.

His mother, who was breaking down and crying at that time, startled him.He persisted and refused to change his words, and his mother cried and made noises, and finally passed out.

Wen Jiayan panicked immediately, and he immediately sent his mother to the hospital, where he stayed with her for two days without sleep.My mother has not been in good health. She was hospitalized a while ago and is still in recuperation. This time she was overwhelmed by him. When she woke up and saw him sitting in front of the bed, she immediately patted the quilt emotionally. Wen Jia didn't say a word. After saying the last sentence, he was asked out of the ward by the doctors and nurses.His mobile phone fell to the ground while sending his mother to the ambulance, and he couldn't contact Zhan Jun, nor could he tell anyone else about his distress.

He finally chose to nod in front of the hospital bed, promising his mother to come back and settle the matter.

Zhan Jun was expressionless when he heard this, and his heart was overwhelmed.Although Wen Jiayan said it lightly, Zhan Jun knew that he was not feeling well.

He wanted to forgive him, but he couldn't do it emotionally.

"...Why are you so reckless, at least talk to me." Zhan Jun wearily leaned his back against the wall, his bones shivering with cold, "Solve it... how to solve it... Is it the solution if you move away? Then I will count What? What should I do? Goodbye? Goodbye? Should I say that I will leave or not see you in this life?"

Wen Jiayan got up from the sofa and walked in front of him. When he tried to hug him, Zhan Jun broke away.

"Do not touch me."

Wen Jiayan lowered his hands obediently, and said, "I didn't say it to death. There are many ways to 'solve' this matter, and none of them means that we will separate."

"Stop playing word games with me! What the hell are you thinking? You have a plan, tell me! It's not fun, it's not fun at all, Wen Jiayan..."

Zhan Jun couldn't understand what Wen Jiayan was thinking when he said he was going to move out and told himself that he would not be separated.

The young man standing in front of him finally firmly pressed his shoulder.Zhan Jun looked into Wen Jiayan's eyes, and sadly realized that his understanding of Wen Jiayan was still not enough, far from enough.

"My mother is coming to live here for a while, so I will move out first. I have already said hello to my colleagues, and I will live in one of his vacant suites, so that your place will not be affected."

Zhan Jun was amused by his seemingly safe but ineffective solution: "Wen Jiayan, do you know what the crux of the problem is? You can't convince your mother to accept my relationship with you, right?"

Wen Jiayan opened his mouth and fell silent.

"Then even if you moved out and your mother didn't doubt it this time, so what?" Zhan Jun suddenly felt that the way the man he liked was a bit ridiculous in dealing with this kind of problem, "Could it be that you can hide it for the rest of your life?" Looking at your mother? Can a filial son like you do it? You listen to me first, listen to me! I know what you are thinking, no one wants to hurt, you want to have the best of both worlds, right? Impossible... There is really Is there a best of both worlds? Impossible..."

The emotions of self-doubt and self-denial have not been so strong for a long time after leaving Xue Jingye.Zhan Jun's head ached violently.Wen Jiayan hugged him and comforted him softly, but Zhan Jun felt indescribable and helpless in his tenderness.

"...Forget it." Zhan Jun let him hold him, and made a decision at the moment of the strongest loss and disappointment, "Forget it, you can go."

"...Brother Zhan?"

"Go, go. Don't show up again, please..." Zhan Jun pushed Wen Jiayan away, leaning against the wall as if he was weak, and rejected Wen Jiayan's arm, "You are all the same... all of them are not fucking good... fraud……"

"Brother Zhan?" Wen Jiayan was taken aback by the appearance he had never seen before, but Zhan Jun lowered his head and stopped looking at him.

Walking to the coffee table, he held the few pieces of contract paper in his hands and tore them up, throwing the rough debris all over the floor.Zhan Jun walked past Wen Jiayan stepping on a piece of paper, slapped off his claws holding his arm, and pushed open his door: "Pack up your things and get out..."

Wen Jiayan's previous clutter in the room was gone.Bedding, books, his cherished guitar and score, all gathered in several boxes.The black suitcase and piano case were safely placed in the center of the room, as if silently mocking him as the owner of the house.

"Brother Zhan, listen to me..."

"If I don't come back today, you just leave, right? Then give me a call and explain the situation to me, right?" Zhan Jun was not too excited, and he said gently what he understood when he saw Wen Jiayan's luggage In fact, "Isn't it even worth a decent farewell from you, Wen Jiayan?"

The author has something to say: It really is a super difficult chapter to write... Pain==