Rebirth Breakup Expert

Wen Jiayan didn't refute or answer.He walked into his room, pulled the luggage one by one to the center of the living room, and finally leaned the piano case against the edge of the sofa.Zhan Jun walked to the window, not wanting to look at those dazzling things.He used anger to maintain his current actions, suppressing the turbulent undercurrent under the sea of ​​anger.

During the time she spent with Zhan Jun, Wen Jiayan saw him really angry.He can swear, fight, and speak with syllables. Although he seems calm on the surface, his anger has long since turned into a sea of ​​​​fire.He knew that Zhan Jun was really angry, angry and sad at the same time.He stood beside his luggage, wanting to say something, but he couldn't think of any words for Zhan Jun to listen to.

The stalemate stagnated for a long time, Zhan Jun suddenly got up and walked to the entrance, grabbed the bunch of keys belonging to Wen Jiayan in the small box on the shoe cabinet, and knocked down the two keys of his own door.Sensing his intention, Wen Jiayan hurriedly stopped him from taking it away, but found that Zhan Jun's hands were shaking all the time.

"Brother Zhan, don't do this, don't..."

"Aren't you going to move out? Are you going to quit the rent? What are you doing with this?" Zhan Jun held the key tightly in his palm, and said anxiously, "The key to my house is held by a stranger. I won't worry about it."

Wen Jiayan, who was classified as a "stranger", finally showed an irritated expression on his face.He grabbed Zhan Jun's wrist, tightening his strength more and more, trying to pull out the two keys from his palm.Zhan Jun was pinched painfully, but the stubbornness in his heart surged up, he didn't let go no matter what, and confronted Wen Jiayan silently.

In the end, Wen Jiayan let go first.When he saw the red mark on Zhan Jun's wrist that he had scratched, his heart shook, and he couldn't use his strength anymore.

Zhan Jun held the key, walked past Wen Jiayan and walked into the living room.He knew that Wen Jiayan was looking at him, but he didn't give him any response.

Wen Jiayan, who used to play the chatty role at home in the past, was silent for a while, then turned around and dragged away her luggage one by one.Finally, he put the piano case on his back and yelled at Zhan Jun who was sitting on the sofa deliberately not looking at him.

Zhan Jun was still holding the two keys in his hand.A security door, a wooden door.He was the one who matched these two keys for Wen Jiayan. When Wen Jiayan asked about it when signing the contract, he threw the key wrapped in a red string on the table. The young college graduate picked up the red string and the key, making him smile Very sorry.

The key was uneven, and he pinched it too hard, causing obvious pain in the pulp of his fingers and palm.

Zhan Jun, who was distracted by memories and pain, was suddenly held down from behind.

Wen Jiayan stood behind the sofa, put one hand on his shoulder, and quickly kissed the somewhat disheveled hair on the top of his head before Zhan Jun broke free.

Zhan Jun's heart suddenly ached, stuffy and heavy like a heavy rock falling down.

The young man with the piano case on his back didn't say a word, left the residence silently and docilely, turned around and looked at his blank back sitting on the sofa, and closed the door.

Zhan Jun sat alone for a long time.

There will no longer be Wen Jiayan's random piano scores by the window, and no one will rush out of the kitchen and grab him and ask, "How do I turn the fire down? The pot is almost dry."The out-of-print Blu-ray discs he put on the TV cabinet were cleaned up, and the white paper with "18!!!" written on the TV wall was still there. Wen Jiayan also spent a lot of meaningless words on the paper. Pattern, said to leave a souvenir.Zhan Jun got up and tore off the piece of paper, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can together with the key.

He walked into the room and lay on the bed, covering his eyes, suppressing the sour tears.

At the beginning, although there was a moment of frosty and white-headed fantasies, in fact, I was ready to separate.What he didn't expect was that he was obviously very angry, but in Wen Jiayan's last kiss, it all turned into an impulse to retain and forgive.Zhan Jun was angry with Wen Jiayan, who cleanly denied everything about himself and him, and also angry with himself, who was easily defeated by Wen Jiayan's gentleness even though he was extremely angry.

But Wen Jiayan couldn't cross that huge gully at all.As long as Zhan Jun thinks that Wen Jiayan gave up on himself when making a choice, even if reason reminds him in a low voice that "he has difficulties", the sadness like being cut and crushed in his heart still can't stop, crazily occupying all the space in his mind .

Why do the people he cherishes and loves do so neatly when it comes to hurting him?

They always hit him in the head when he was unconscious and even felt that he was not too far from happiness.Maybe he only deserves this kind of life——by being reminded so cruelly repeatedly, Zhan Jun doesn't know if his last line of defense is an inch behind his heels, and if these pains happen again, it will be enough to destroy him.

Zhan Jun didn't lie down for a long time, and he remembered that there was a photo of Wen Jiayan in his room, which was taken when he, Fat Guy and Wen Jiayan participated in three-person basketball.

He should throw away everything related to Wen Jiayan, that's the right thing to do.Zhan Jun reminded himself: You have always done this, and those who hurt you should get rid of them, whether it is a father or a lover.

But there was nothing on the bookcase where the photos should have been.The photos of him and Zhan Wei, and his own photos are all there, except for the frame of the photo of the three of them.

Zhan Jun didn't expect Wen Jiayan to take that photo away.The moment he found out that the photo was missing, he forgot his determination to get rid of the old affairs the moment before, but his resentment towards Wen Jiayan rose to the extreme - that was the only photo he had with Wen Jiayan!

How long can he remember Wen Jiayan's face?One year, two years, four years, five years, after seeing more and more people and things, I will never remember them again.

Zhan Jun, driven mad by Wen Jiayan's determination, rushed out of the room and into Wen Jiayan's room.The room was tidy, and the wardrobe he bought for Wen Jiayan was in good condition, still brand new.There are still so many books on Zhan Wei's bookcase, and the lights and music scores on the desk are gone.Zhan Jun walked to the bookcase and pulled out several familiar boxes from behind a row of books.

"Pirates of the Caribbean", "Butterfly Effect", "Blue Bridge", "Love Letter", "Twelve Angry Men", "Central Station"...all of them are Wen Jiayan's collection, and he has watched each of them with Wen Jiayan.

The round disk was safely placed in the box, and Zhan Jun was a little confused: What does Wen Jiayan mean by not taking away these treasures of his own?

He was stunned for a while, put away the collector's edition Blu-ray disc, turned around and opened the closet.

There are Wen Jiayan's clothes in the closet, most of which are autumn and winter suits, and there is even a gray coat.Zhan Jun remembered the origin of this coat: Wen Jiayan saw a coat when he was looking for clothes to borrow in his closet, and clamored to wear couple outfits together, so he went to buy a similar one according to the brand, and it took him a whole month salary. "This dress will be a family heirloom in the future, a testimony, and a souvenir." ——Wen Jiayan said at the time.

Zhan Jun looked at all the clothes he had seen or not.What Wen Jiayan lacked in the closet were the suit shirts Wen Jiayan usually wears to work and summer clothes, and even his few ball uniforms were taken away.

Turning around in Zhan Jun's room after closing the closet door, he found many things that Wen Jiayan didn't take away: the shelf for the piano scores, "Public Relations Strategy" and "Platform Strategy" squeezed into the bookcase together with Zhan Wei's suspenseful reasoning Waiting for books, and even saw Wen Jiayan's graduation certificate and degree certificate in a certain drawer of the desk.

Zhan Jun put all these things back in place.He went to the trash can in the living room and picked out the ball of paper he had just thrown in, and carefully spread it out, staring at the pattern Wen Jiayan left on the paper in a daze.

Wen Jiayan never thought about separating from him, he really just moved away temporarily.Zhan Jun realizes that he is not deceiving himself.That photo of the three of them was actually the only one that Wen Jiayan could have with Zhan Jun's face.He didn't want to remove all traces of himself, but he was still nostalgic.

Rubbing the lines of black oil-based strokes on the paper, Zhan Jun was confused by the sadness in his heart and the glimmer of hope that just popped up: He really didn't understand what Wen Jiayan was thinking.

After receiving a call from the hospital saying that a patient with severe alcohol allergies needed him to take care of him, Wang Zhaojun got out of bed at two o'clock in the middle of the night and drove to the hospital.

Zhan Jun's whole body turned red like a shrimp, with numb and itchy rashes appearing on his neck, chest and back, and he was weakly leaning on the bed in the emergency room to receive an IV, while coping with the nurse's nagging.

"I remember you, young man, I was on duty when you came to the emergency room last night, and I thought at the time, if my son knew he was allergic and drank like you, I would beat him until he couldn't even recognize his father. The stout head nurse put the pills on the bedside table, "Of course my son is not as handsome as you."

When Wang Zhaojun walked in, he was taken aback by Zhan Jun who was shining red on the white bed.

When he was in college, he knew that Zhanjun was allergic to alcohol. One glass of beer was almost the limit. If he drank any more, his whole body would become red, rash and vomit. It is said that in the worst case, he would go into coma and shock.Fortunately, Zhan Jun knew his body well, and he didn't drink alcohol when he was working and socializing. He gradually forgot how terrible his allergies were.

"Why do you drink so much?" Wang Zhaojun sat by the hospital bed and looked at him, "Where's Xiao Wen? Why didn't you come to take care of you?"

Zhan Jun pursed his lips, looking very tired.He cooked his own meal at night and ate some casually. When he put the unfinished dishes in the refrigerator, he saw the half bottle of red wine that Wen Jiayan hadn't taken away.After half a bottle of red wine was finished and something was wrong with his body, Zhan Jun felt that he was ridiculous: what's the use of torturing himself, the pain of the body can't offset the damage caused by anything that has happened.He silently dialed 120, and then vomited all the way to the hospital in the ambulance.

After telling this matter to Wang Zhaojun, Wang Zhaojun's eyes widened: "I'll go...you...you and Xiaowen broke up?"

Zhan Jun rolled his eyes at him, but he was too spiritless and powerless.

He himself didn't quite know how to define the matter with Wen Jiayan, but Wen Jiayan never said these two words.

"Have we dated? Break up break up, this word is not used for me and him."

Wang Zhaojun didn't play word games with him: "Did Xiao Wen mention it first?"

Zhan Jun acquiesced.

"It's so unkind." Wang Zhaojun was very dissatisfied, "He chased you first, why did he say the breakup first? What's going on here. I'll criticize him."

"...How did you know he was chasing me? No, how did you know that we were in that relationship?" Zhan Jun keenly caught a trace of incongruity.

Wang Zhaojun laughed haha, swallowed the laughter after being stared at by the head nurse a few times: "I encouraged Xiao Wen to take the initiative, how about it, are you grateful to me?"

Zhan Jun leaned weakly on the pillow behind him: "I am like this now, what do I thank you for?"

Wang Zhaojun's impression of Wen Jiayan was very good. After Zhan Jun told him the general situation, he followed Zhan Jun's heart and slandered Wen Jiayan's future heir a few times. Under Zhan Jun's sharp eyes, he changed the subject: " But you are also wrong. Xiao Wen said that it is a measure of interests, why don't you listen to him to say a few more words? "

"Don't listen." Zhan Jun's voice was hoarse, "I don't want to listen, it's all an excuse."

Wang Zhaojun knocked on his knee covered with a thin quilt: "This is your fault, Lao Zhan. No one knows better than you how good Xiao Wen is to you. What are you afraid of? I know you are being bullied by a scumbag." The scum is frightened, and you always think in the worst direction for anything a little unusual. Xiao Wen is not Xue Jingye's scum, can't you trust him more?"

Zhan Jun was taken aback for a moment when the topic changed to something he had never thought of.

Is it because of the fear of repeating the same mistakes?

"Also...well, I am also responsible. As a breakup teacher, all you hear are the kind of guys who do everything possible to break up with their lovers. It is very difficult to not doubt it." Wang Zhaojun took a cup from the bedside table After taking a few sips of water, he continued, "Old Zhan, you have to think clearly. What you see and hear is someone else's business. It doesn't mean that you will be like this. You think it's a sign of breaking up, maybe It's just that Xiao Wen has a lot of things that I can't tell you?"

Zhan Jun stared at Wang Zhaojun, looking straight at Wang Zhaojun's heart.

"Look what I do?"

"Fat guy...you...you see deeper than I do." Zhan Jun sighed, and the knot in his heart was really relieved.He thought to himself, what the fat man said made a lot of sense.Seeing that Wang Zhaojun couldn't help laughing at being praised, he reminded him kindly: "You are drinking the water given to me. I'm sorry I haven't rinsed my mouth after vomiting just now. I took a few sips of this water earlier."

The head nurse came over and said that Zhan Jun should be transferred to a temporary ward. Wang Zhaojun, who came back from the toilet with a dark face, followed the nurse with a drip and pushed him to the ward together.Zhan Jun stared at the pale light on the ceiling, and when he was about to arrive, he suddenly said, "Fat guy, I took the business you told me about last time."

"Huh? Really?!"

"Yeah." Zhan Jun said, "You're right, I'm thinking too much, I should trust Wen Jiayan more."

Wang Zhaojun was deeply proud of his wisdom that impressed Zhan Jun, but quickly realized: "What does that have to do with you taking this order?"

"It's okay. I'm just not in a good mood, and I want to help others break up." Zhan Jun said calmly.

The author has something to say: The writing of these two chapters... really exhausted me physically and mentally, I would have to eat ten chicken legs to make up for it QAQ

Lan Hou just followed == sister paper's comments and brainstormed a little daily routine XD:

Netizens: ==Comments:

Looking so handsome is actually a funny comparison...

--------The following is a brain hole--------

Xiao Wen: This shows that being handsome is useless.

Brother Zhan: If you weren't so handsome, I wouldn't even rent a house to you, let alone the various developments in the future.

Xiao Wen: ...Hasn't my soul attracted you, Brother Zhan?

Brother Zhan: No, only the body.

Xiao Wen: QAQ...then come on...

——From the daily life of Zhan Ge and Xiao Wen