The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"Cha Xiaoli!" Yunji got up at some point, and ran past Cong Lie with an exclamation.

Cong Lie stood up without knowing why, and saw the little chubby dog ​​lying on his back on the ground motionless, with a belly as round as a balloon.

Yunji noticed a row of opened cans on the ground, and his fingers were shaking, "Did you eat them all?"

Before Cong Lie could answer, Yunji pointed to the door and said, "Get out of my house."

"I just opened the can, I don't know which one it eats..." Cong Lie tried to explain.

"What does it know when it's so small! You don't know anything and you dare to feed other people's dogs?" Yunji didn't talk nonsense with him, just found a blanket to wrap Zha Xiaoli on the ground and went downstairs.

Habitually walking to the side of the car, Yunji remembered that he hadn't touched the steering wheel for a long time.

But Cong Lie followed behind, he still gritted his teeth and opened the door of the cab.

Hearing the soft sound of the engine starting, Yunji's palms began to sweat.

He moved his fingers a little and released the handbrake.

Cong Lie followed him into the co-pilot, and hugged Cha Xiaoli on his lap.

He touched the button of the seat belt with his backhand, "Why are you so angry? How do I know this puppy..."

Gathering a little accelerator, the body of the car rushed out with a "bao".

He slammed on the brake again, and Cong Lie almost stuck his head on the windshield.

"Can you drive?" Cong Lie yelled, but when he turned his head to look at Yunji, he couldn't help being surprised.

Yunji was covered in sweat.

It has only been 2 minutes since he got in the car, and the sweat on his forehead has stuck his hair all over, and beads of sweat are still dripping from his temples and side of his neck.

His lip has been bitten by him, and the bright red blood is oozing out, which is the only rosiness on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Cong Lie frowned and wanted to touch his forehead.

"Go away." Yunji's voice was very low, but Cong Lie couldn't help being taken aback by the awe-inspiring hatred in it.

The Cherokee's engine was still humming softly.

The stereo in the car was turned off, but Cong Lie's voice was beside him.

This voice used to tell him in this space that their marriage was just his own wishful thinking.

The car was awkwardly stuck in the middle of the parking space, and he barely had the strength to pull the handbrake.

Cong Lie was silent for a while, then called him twice, "Hello? Yunji?"

Seeing that Yunji didn't respond at all, he got out of the car and walked to the side of the cab, opened the door, "Get down."

Yunji was so dizzy that he was almost dragged off his seat by Cong Lie, and he was completely powerless to resist when he was stuffed into the back seat.

Cong Lie got into the driver's seat by himself and set the navigation to the nearest hospital.

Yunji glanced at the navigation map, "I don't need to go to the hospital, but to the pet hospital."

Leaving that driver's seat, Yunji felt he could breathe again.

Cong Lie gritted his teeth, "... People are more important than dogs?"

"I'm fine, I said I don't want to go to the hospital, or you can stop me now." Yunji refused to budge.

Cong Lie hammered the steering wheel hard and changed the address to the pet hospital.

The two of them didn't say much along the way.

Cong Lie was waiting for him to give in to him, but he didn't hear anything from Yunji for a long time.

He looked at him from the rearview mirror again, and found that his complexion was much better, but the cut at the corner of his mouth was a bit of an eyesore, making his skin paler.

Cong Lie couldn't help but speak first, "What's wrong with you? Why suddenly..."

"Don't worry about it, please send us there and we can leave." Yunji replied in a low voice.

Cong Lie really didn't expect him to value this little fat dog so much, but he didn't want to bow his head and admit his mistake for such a trivial matter, so he just followed the navigation with a dark face.

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"It's just that I ate too much. Help it spit it out, and then go back and take some medicine." The doctor who helped Cha Xiaoli to see a doctor was an enthusiastic girl.

She rubbed Cha Xiaoli's stomach, "Puppy is like this. They don't know if they are full, so they can eat as much as they can, so parents try to feed water and food in a scientific and reasonable way, you can't save trouble!"

Yunji stood aside, lowered his head and listened, "I will pay attention to it in the future, thank you."

"This little friend is so cute. What's his name? You may need to comfort him when you feed him medicine." The girl rubbed Cha Xiaoli's head while looking at Yunji.

"Zha Xiaoli." Yunji whispered.

The girl patiently scratched Cha Xiaoli's chin, teasing it to open its mouth, "Cha Xiaoli? Who gave you such a nice name?"

Zha Xiaoli whimpered aggrievedly, and pushed the medicine out with his front paws.

"Parents can also help to comfort it," the girl taught him. "You can touch its front legs and say something casually, and it will relax when it hears your voice."

Yunji touched Zha Xiaoli as she said, and answered her question just now, "It's the name my brother gave it."

Most of the girl's attention was on feeding the medicine, and she chatted with him casually: "Is it called Charlie because he is a King Charles Cavalier?"

Looking at the sluggish Zha Xiaoli, Yunji felt a little soft in his heart, "It's because my English name is Charlie, and it added a word 'small' in the middle."

"Wow, it's so warm. Cha Xiaoli, you have to get well quickly, don't make brother Charlie anxious. Take the medicine obediently, okay?" The girl rubbed the little chubby dog's head, and slowly fed the medicine.

"So good!" She carried Zha Xiaoli to another treatment room, turned to Yunji and said, "It will spit out in a while, the smell is not very good, and it needs to be cleaned up a little bit, parents just wait outside .”

"Okay." Yunji nodded.

He turned around to see how to take Zha Xiaoli's medicine, but found that Cong Lie was staring at him.

Those deep eyes were different from the way Cong Lie looked at him in the past.

"If you have something to do, you can do it first." Yunji didn't really want to see him now.

"I'm not busy." Cong Lie said abruptly, "Are you unable to drive the car?"

Yunji pursed his lips, and there was a slight tingling pain from the place where the bite was broken, "Are there no concerts recently? Don't you need to write songs?"

"Whether I have a concert or whether I need to write a song, don't you know the best?" Cong Lie took two steps towards him, "What happened in the car just now? Why did you get out of the car? never mind?"

The person Yunji doesn't want to talk about is Cong Lie.

What did he tell him?Did he overturn and die after listening to Cong Lie frankly tell himself that possession is not love?

Cong Lie came closer, "And why did you let me go?"

The little bit of grievance in his voice completely ignited Yunji, "Why did I let you go?"

"What's your attitude towards me lately? Why don't you come when I call you for dinner? You don't care when you see me smoking?" Cong Lie asked all the things that were pressed in his heart recently.

"What attitude should I have towards you?" Yunji blinked, "What attitude should I have towards you?"

Cong Lie also became a little angry, "Yunji, you pursued me, you fell in love with me, isn't this attitude of indifference and indifference, isn't it a kind of cold violence?"

Yunji really didn't expect the word "cold violence" to come out of Cong Lie's mouth, and he couldn't help laughing angrily, "I pursue you, it's true. But you never responded. If I'm alone in a relationship On the other hand, I don't think there is any need to make a separate statement about the breakup."

"What do you mean?" Cong Lie frowned dangerously, "What do you mean you don't need to make a separate statement when you break up?"

He looked at him without blinking, "Yunji, think about it."

"You came to me for dinner that day, and I clearly refused. I was always obsessed with you coming to live in my house or I going to live in your house, but recently I haven't either. In the past, I always hoped that you would have time to waste with me, Do something useless, now I can't. I thought you must understand what this means." Yunji's voice slowed down.

"Cong Lie, I just think that if we end up with nothing, it's good to have some dignity." To Cong Lie, and to himself.

"But you clearly said..." Cong Lie couldn't continue as soon as he opened his mouth.

He seemed to be burned into a red and white mandarin duck pot in an instant.

Half of it was the pride and anger that wanted to tear Yunji apart, and the other half was the bottomless panic crying out for him to keep him.

"I made a mistake at the beginning, I'm sorry." Yunji paused, "I'm sorry if I didn't make it clear in time to bother you."

In the end, anger prevailed, and Cong Lie also smiled, but his mouth was a little hoarse, "You really make people look down on you."

Yunji stood with his head bowed, without saying a word.

"I knew that a person like you had already thought out all the retreats from the very beginning, right?" Cong Lie stood close to him, condescending.

"You are rich, you have no shortage of people to like you, you are walking on the road, and there are plenty of people who want to pursue you, right?" Cong Lie chuckled.

"Then why do you have to come to provoke me? 'Cong Lie, you are my unique soul mate'. You don't feel any pressure when you say this, because things like 'promises' are... absolutely nothing to you." Out of mind, right?"

"Rich second generations like you are all from the same way," Cong Lie's voice suddenly rose, "Yesterday was the so-called 'lifelong love', and today you are playing 'exclusive recording studio' with others, right?"

He leaned into Yunji's ear and gritted his teeth and whispered, "Yunji, let me ask you, who is that woodcutter who sings better than me, or looks better than me? Or are you just tired of playing with me and want to change your taste? Don't even bother to say anything after thinking about it?"

Some things have been pressed in his heart for a long time, twisted and deformed by the anger, and finally tempered into sharp blades between his lips and teeth.

Yunji listened without saying a word the whole time, his back was straightened, and his eyes didn't even waver.

"Is it enough?" He asked calmly, "Is it enough to get out?"

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Tomorrow night (Monday) combined with the update on Tuesday, seven thousand will be sent directly, and the five chapters will be updated at [-]:[-] on Wednesday (yes, someone Tao wrote it)