Rebirth Breakup Expert

Wen Jiayan wanted to remind him "you didn't brush your teeth", but Zhan Jun kept his eyes closed, looking very tired, so he didn't speak.

Sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, Zhan Jun asked him sullenly: "Are you still leaving?"

Wen Jiayan got a little more courageous, and stretched out his paw to stroke his hair.Zhan Jun didn't resist, and still lay on his stomach with closed eyes and frowning, his back and shoulders not covered by the quilt were inexplicably ambiguous in the light of the desk lamp.Wen Jiayan controlled himself not to touch it, but just smoothed Zhan Jun's hair with his fingers: "I'll leave after you fall asleep."

"...I'm so annoying." Zhan Jun turned his head away from his scratching paws, and buried his face in the pillow.

"It will suffocate." Wen Jiayan pulled him out.

Zhan Jun slowly opened his eyes to look at him.His eyes were calm, but Wen Jiayan always felt that there was a sense of grievance and sadness in this plainness, like an abandoned animal.He really wanted to throw his coat aside and roll onto the bed to hug Zhan Jun, but he wasn't sure if this would make Zhan Jun, who had become much more docile due to injury and sadness tonight, furious.Wen Jiayan moved down from the edge of the bed, sat on the floor beside the bed, and patted Zhan Jun's hand carefully.

"Aren't you tired, go to sleep."

"I didn't take the medicine." Zhan Jun's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at Wen Jiayan, who was on the same level as his line of sight, with bright eyes, "I can't sleep."

"I can't eat it, I lost it." Seeing that Zhan Jun didn't let go of his hand, Wen Jiayan became more courageous, and put his paw on the back of his hand and said softly, "Why can't I sleep?"

Zhan Jun was silent for a long time before answering: "I'm afraid, I dare not sleep."

As soon as this sentence was said, Zhan Jun felt that many things that had been stagnant in his heart began to agitate, and the sour feeling at the end of his nose rushed into his eyes.He quickly closed his eyes, turned his head to one side, and did not speak again.

Wen Jiayan sat cross-legged on the ground and held his hand. The feeling of being accompanied by someone was a sense of security in itself.Under his gentle touch, Zhan Jun was slowly trapped by tiredness, and really fell asleep without taking sleeping pills.

After hearing the breathing of the person on the bed gradually calm down, Wen Jiayan waited until the medicinal oil was basically absorbed, and then carefully turned Zhan Jun over, preventing him from lying on his stomach.Zhan Jun was probably tired too, he opened half of his eyes in a daze to see who was tormenting him, and saw a familiar and reassuring face in a haze, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Wen Jiayan leaned over the bed and kissed him very lightly.

When he doesn't treat himself as a stranger and doesn't say "None of your business", Zhan Jun's quietness is lovely in his heart.It was not enough for him to kiss once, and he continued to move closer to his nose and eyes, because he was afraid of waking Zhan Jun up with too much movement, so he didn't dare to actually kiss, and always left immediately after a light touch.But this kind of contact was too shallow, and instead aroused his desire for more.

Wen Jiayan took a few deep breaths, covered Zhan Jun with the quilt, touched his shoulder along the way, and hinted to himself, "This is a massage."

After making sure that the time of the phone's alarm clock would not make him late, Wen Jiayan frowned and thought about it, and opened the address book while saying "sorry" softly.Zhan Wei's contact number is easy to find, and Zhan Jun's note to him has changed from "Zhan Wei" at the beginning to "Debt Collection" now. Wen Jiayan smiled, but felt very heavy again.

He recorded Zhan Wei's mobile phone number in his mobile phone, and sorted out the messy books and notebooks on Zhan Jun's desk, then quietly exited and left quietly.

Walking outside the community, he stopped a taxi.After getting in the car, while thinking about how to use Zhanwei's mobile phone number, he said to the driver, "the gate of the inpatient building of the Second Hospital".In the middle of the night, the area was very quiet, but the city was brightly lit in the distance. Wen Jiayan leaned on the co-pilot's seat, feeling heavy sleepiness.

When Zhan Jun woke up the next day, the alarm clock hadn't rung.He quickly recalled what happened last night, and hurriedly got up and twisted his waist.There was a dull pain in my back, but not too bad.He writhed in the mirror while washing, and finally saw his back.

Zhan Jun: "..."

Zhan Liguo played so well that the bruises on his back were just a few flashes of lightning. Zhan Jun thought that he could go straight to the tattoo shop and tell his master "follow this pattern".

He wasn't in a bad mood, even though he thought that Zhan Liguo might continue to pester him in the future, most of the depression and anxiety seemed to be dispelled by something gentle.When Zhan Jun was dressing, he saw that the books and notebooks on the desk were arranged according to the color, and there was still the bottle of medicinal oil on the bedside table.These are the only two evidences that Wen Jiayan was here.He silently stretched out his hand to mess up all the things that Wen Jiayan had arranged neatly, and organized them into categories according to his own habits.

Yesterday he remembered that Wen Jiayan said that he would come to help him with medicine at noon and night.Zhan Jun was thinking about this while eating breakfast, and finally couldn't hold back, he quickly took out the ribs from the refrigerator and marinated them with seasoning, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.Wen Jiayan's lunch break has been extended to two hours, at least he can still eat the lunch he made by himself.

Not wanting to understand why he forgave Wen Jiayan like this, Zhan Jun was troubled all the way, and finally decided not to think about it when he walked into the Ponzi Building.What's the point of spending too much time thinking about this?His feelings for Wen Jiayan have become a kind of dependence and attachment, which cannot be broken so clearly by just getting angry.And after what happened last night, he was sure that Wen Jiayan's departure was really something to hide, so let's just talk about it openly and honestly.At most, before being honest, I apologize for my short temper and not letting him explain.

Zhan Jun walked into the office so refreshed.After getting rid of the happy knot, the whole person was radiant, and the girl next door was shocked when she saw him: "Brother Zhan, don't laugh while walking, it's scary!"

Zhan Jun: "... Get out!"

Cong Feibai didn't come all morning, but Pang Jing came to their floor frequently since he started work, which made everyone in the project team panic, for fear that this handsome boss who was as handsome as a god would suddenly spit out his mouth. Epilogue to "End of Project".

Zhan Jun thought that he hadn't reconciled yet... Cong Feibai probably didn't come to work because he didn't want to see Pang Jing, and Pang Jing didn't seem to know about it, and finally burst into anger after failing to catch him in the office several times , shouted at Zhan Jun: "Zhan Jun! Come out!"

Under the nervous and sympathetic eyes of his colleagues, Zhan Jun walked to the corridor and followed Pang Jing to his office on the top floor.Zhan Jun came to this floor for the first time. He originally thought that this floor should be full of the evil and mad style of the domineering president. Who knows that half of the floor is a rooftop, and the remaining half is divided into conference rooms and Pang Jing. office with a secretary's desk.

Pang Jing didn't tell Zhan Jun to sit down, he just poured a glass of water and gulped it down, his face still full of anger.Zhan Jun sat on the sofa by himself, looked around the spacious but simply decorated office, and incidentally observed with interest the spidermen on the opposite floor who were scrubbing the outer wall.

"You are very familiar with Xiaobai, right? What do you think he thinks?" Pang Jing handed Zhan Jun a glass of water, and sat in front of him and asked very seriously.

Zhan Jun wanted to ask a question before, and now he finally got the chance to ask: "Mr. Pang, before you explain to me what you talked about yesterday, can I ask you a key question first?"

"Say."

"Brother Cong took the initiative when you two started, right?"

"Ah."

"Brother Cong apologizes first when we quarrel, right?"

"He was wrong, of course he apologized."

"That's it." Zhan Jun touched his chin and said inscrutably, "Mr. Pang, is this your first time dating?"

Pang Jing raised his eyebrows, quickly covered up his surprise, and said solemnly: "How do you know? Xiaobai told you? He even..."

"No, no, I deduced it." Zhan Jun smiled calmly, and after seeing Pang Jing's slightly surprised expression, he decided not to tell him that he actually read it from the gossip tabloids.The gossip tabloids have already dug out everything that can be dug out of Pang Jing, including that he has never had a girlfriend during his studies. Peach blossoms came over, but he didn't take any of them.Zhan Jun used this argument to prove that "the marriage between Pang and Xue should have emotional factors in it", and Zhan Jun just picked it up and used it.

Pang Jing felt that Zhan Jun, the breakup teacher, seemed to be a bit predictable, and immediately his trust value rose slowly, and he also talked about the communication process with Cong Feibai yesterday.

Said it was a communication process, but it was Pang Jing who was always explaining. Cong Feibai's lines did not change at all from the beginning to the end: Forget it, don't talk so much nonsense, let's break up.

Pang Jing explained to him in the office until after eight o'clock. During this period, almost all kinds of methods were used. Except for being kicked by Cong Feibai on the calf when he tried to kiss Cong Feibai forcefully, Cong Feibai even had a I didn't even give him a straight look.Pang Jing finally got angry too, and asked angrily if you want me to kneel down and apologize to you, don't be so extravagant, please tell me what you want me to do to be satisfied.Cong Feibai didn't make him kneel, but bent down and patted him where he had kicked a shoe print.Just when Pang Jing thought that the person in front of him finally changed his mind, Cong Feibai stood up, looked directly at him and said calmly: If you don't agree to break up, I will resign.

The cup in Zhan Jun's hand fell to the table at once, but luckily he drank all the water and didn't spill it.He thought that the colleagues in the office were a bit predictable... Thinking of the flickering eyes of a group of people before leaving, Zhan Jun suddenly felt that the burden on his body was really heavy.

The separation of Pang Jing and Cong Fei is a good thing, but the e-commerce project team will definitely stagnate for a long time.Cong Feibai put all his heart and soul into this project, and the funds and support injected by Ponzi are also unprecedentedly strong. There are also colleagues in the project team who are swearing and working overtime while repeatedly demonstrating hundreds of times for the operability of a module. We: Once Cong Feibai resigns and the project stagnates, no one can help.

"It is impossible for me to let Xiaobai resign." Pang Jing said word by word, "I will not break up with Xiaobai either."

Resignation and Breakup If you had to choose one, which would you choose?Zhan Jun really wanted to ask him.

Before that, he believed that Pang Jing would choose the latter, because the loss of Cong Feibai's resignation was far greater than a failed relationship; but he is not so sure now.Pang Jing's distress and anxiety were so real, Cong Feibai's thoughts were blurred, and Zhan Jun rubbed his temples without saying a word.

"I heard that you are well-known in the industry. You have had so many successful breakup cases and you should know how to prevent couples from breaking up." Pang Jing knocked on the table, "Zhan Jun, I really want to ask you for Xiaobai's place." .”

Zhan Jun: "...No, I don't understand at all."

Helping others to break up, and helping others not to break up, no matter how you look at it or understand it, they are clearly two different events! ! ! !

"If it can be done, the remuneration will be paid accordingly, and the promotion and salary increase will definitely not be a problem." Pang Jing's eyes sparkled, "I am here to give you this promise."

Zhan Jun straightened his waist: "Actually, I still have some experience, a little, a little..."

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