The agent has a bad heart

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In summer, indoors, air-conditioned.

Pei Ting sat by the door, feeling a little cold.

During the more than three months since Pei Ting and Lu Ye separated, Lu Ye came to Pei Ting twice.

On the first round, there was a very faint smell of men's perfume on his body. It may be because he ran a race. The faint smell might be like a draft. Pei Ting didn't think too much about it.

The second time was one morning, Pei Ting had just finished exercising and took a shower, probably because of excessive blood circulation, Pei Ting smelled the woman's perfume on Lu Ye deeply.

If there is one thing in common, it is the taste of these two fragrances, which smell very high-end.

Lu Ye is a mystery to Pei Ting. Pei Ting never knew him well enough. The two separated and got together again. Pei Ting still couldn't see the tip of the iceberg in Lu Ye's life.

Pei Ting's blind trust in Lu Ye stems from the year when the two first met, and the first sight seemed to determine Lu Ye's impression of Pei Ting from now on.

And indeed, for so many years, Pei Ting has always recognized that look.

That winter, the wind and snow were fierce, and there was obviously a smell of oily smoke on the side of the snack street, but Pei Ting could smell the cold winter.

Pei Ting had no memory of what Lu Ye was wearing or carrying at that time.

Pei Ting leaned against the door and fell asleep, stumbling and dreaming about the winter three years ago.

It was Pei Ting's birthday that day, Pei Ting didn't sleep all night, and stayed up all night on the moonless balcony.

The time on the phone turned to [-]:[-], Pei Ting didn't say happy birthday to himself, he just stared at a certain point of nothingness, falling into an unknown obsession.

Pei Ting suddenly stood up from the balcony, and he was even a little dizzy because of the speed.

But in just a few seconds, he calmed down, wrapped a piece of clothing over his pajamas, and went out without hesitation.

City B is a city that is brightly lit at all times. It is overly prosperous and there is no difference between day and night. Pei Ting was once fascinated and came here from his hometown all the way.

He probably has no dreams, he just has some youthful obsessions, and he can do whatever he wants.

Same day.

In the early morning, many shops were still open, and Pei Ting, wrapped in clothes, ran around the streets and alleys, and somehow saw a tattoo parlor.

Today is Pei Ting's birthday, Pei Ting wants to give himself a birthday gift, like laying the foundation of youth, laying the foundation of his three years of passing time.

At that time, Pei Ting had no grades or fame, and he met the eyes of the tattoo artist in the store who stayed up late playing games with a blank expression on his face.

"..."

"Tattoo?" A tattoo artist is a profession that often communicates with customers. Although the tattoo artist who missed the off-duty time because of playing games was a little confused by the customer who came to the door at this time, his professional ethics still made him blurt out this question.

Pei Ting nodded, and when he suspected that he had entered a black shop, he heard the other party say: "Oh, then just take a look, and wait until I finish this one."

"..."

Looking back, Pei Ting felt that he probably wanted to leave at that time, and as for why he didn't leave, it might be because he couldn't think about it.

So Pei Ting not only didn't leave that day, but anyway, he really enjoyed the various photos on the wall in the store early.

Pei Ting looked at it so seriously that the tattoo artist game was over, and he hadn't read the photos on the wall yet.

"What pattern do you want to tattoo?"

Pei Ting was taken aback, and turned around to see that the tattoo artist was not close to him, so she felt relieved again, "Is there a pattern that I can choose?"

The tattooist showed a scrutinizing expression, glanced at Pei Ting very bluntly, and after a while, said: "We are all original, each painting is one person."

Pei Ting nodded, showing an expression of "I probably understand, even if I don't understand, it doesn't matter".

He pointed to a certain photo on the wall and said, "I want this."

The tattoo artist squinted his eyes and looked at the dim light in the shop. After a while, he said, "A deer? You have a good eye."

After the tattoo artist finished speaking, he looked at Pei Ting carefully with probing eyes, and then took the paper and began to draw his new work.

He drew very seriously, completely different from the one who was playing games and cursing people just now.

Pei Ting began to look at the photos on the wall again. Every step he took was very light, and the sound of footsteps could not even be heard in the room.

On the other side of the room, there is only a small sound of friction between the pen and the paper.

In all Pei Ting's memories, the memory of that year is the longest, perhaps it was accompanied by pain. Every time he thinks back to that year, Pei Ting would be too lazy to recall it because it was too long.

"How do you look at this?" The tattooist seemed very satisfied with his work, and there was a sense of pride in his words.

Pei Ting was about to turn his head to look at the painting when he woke up from the dream.

Phone ringtones are so annoying, Pei Ting regrets that she didn't set a vibration or airplane mode during the holiday.

He reluctantly woke up from the dream about memories, and with a numb face, he saw the three characters Zhong Leju flashing on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Busy man?" Zhong Le asked with a smile.

"Hmm—" Pei Ting was still sleepy and couldn't even make a sound.

Zhong Le was taken aback, and hurriedly glanced at the time, and said gloatingly, "Brother, your voice can easily make me think too much. It's not good to be prostitute in the daytime, is it?"

Zhong Leji made such a fuss, which woke Pei Ting up. He listened to Zhong Lejie's words with a dazed expression, thinking how annoying this person was, he seemed to be exactly the same as the person in the dream just now.

But Pei Ting couldn't remember what dream he had just now.

People are always like this, no matter how deep the feelings in the dream wake up, there is a high probability that they will not be remembered.

So a big dream, a void refers not only to the fact that the dreamed things are not real, but also the irony that even the dream is forgotten.

Pei Ting stood up close to the door, he was sleeping a little cold, and his throat was itchy, thinking it was a good thing Zhong Leji woke him up, otherwise he might not be able to justify not having a cold.

"No, fell asleep." Pei Ting patted his thigh while standing, and asked Zhong Leju while looking for a coat in the closet, "What do you want from me?"

Zhong Lejun laughed, very heartless, "I can't find you if I have nothing to do." Her voice sounded cheerful, but the next sentence was, "Just to tell you that I broke up, and you are the only one I need to tell you. Object."

"..." Pei Ting was very grateful to his step-sister for refreshing him once again.

Pei Ting gave up the idea of ​​wearing the coat, and put it on to prepare to go out.

Thinking of Zhong Leju's appearance when they broke up last time, Pei Ting asked sincerely: "Is it uncomfortable?"

After hearing this, Zhong Lejie paused for a while, and said in a tone that he couldn't understand: "It doesn't seem to be uncomfortable."

In fact, it has been two days since she broke up, and she did cry a lot when she just broke up. It was nothing, just to grieve for her "dead" ex.

I didn't contact Pei Ting before because I was afraid that he was busy, but she had just heard the news that Pei Ting had already wrapped up. She guessed that her brother would have time to listen to her chatter, so she came here.

"It's not the first time I've been in a relationship." Zhong Lejie said with a smile, "The last time may be because we talked for too long. The one who died before his death was more sad."

"Not this one."

"Obviously I was really sad when I broke up, but within two days, I didn't feel much."

Zhong Lejie said: "Pei Ting, you are 24 years old this year, but I am 27. Falling in love is good, but I think it has exhausted all my enthusiasm. Life is one person and two people are too. Why should I I have to have one more relationship to interfere in my life, and finally broke up and made myself so embarrassing."

Zhong Leju still remembers the miserable way he cried with Pei Ting when he broke up with Pei Ting last time, that way, once in this life is enough.

After Zhong Lejie finished speaking, she smiled again, as if just talking about these words with Pei Ting, she thought about it, erasing all the influence of the previous relationship on her.

"What about you?" Zhong Leji asked Pei Ting after finishing speaking.

Pei Ting has already walked to the dining table. It is the three dishes and one soup that Lu Ye is used to. There are still ingredients in the refrigerator, which is the fourth dish that Lu Ye originally planned to eat with Pei Ting.

The dishes on the table were already cold, Pei Ting could see clearly that there was no heat left.

Pei Ting pulled out a chair and sat down. He didn't cook, and followed Lu Ye's habit of making a bowl of soup that was cooled by the air conditioner and took a sip first.

"How are you and Lu Ye?" Zhong Lejie seemed to be asking.

Pei Ting is not used to drinking cold soup, it has nothing to do with the season, he just thinks the soup is too cold, it goes down the esophagus, making the whole body cool.

He took another mouthful of vegetables and put it in his mouth to finish biting before saying he didn't know.

When it comes to personal matters, no matter what Pei Ting does, he is very slow and quiet, and Zhong Leji can't even hear Pei Ting eating.

"But I think what you said is quite right. This life is lived alone, and it is also lived by two people. There is no need to embarrass yourself."

Pei Ting smiled as she spoke, put down her chopsticks, and asked Zhong Lejie, "Are you right, sister?"

Pei Ting is indeed like a child, the sadness he is willing to expose every time is too obvious.

A very common sentence, Zhong Le said it out of relief, but Pei Ting said it like helplessness.

Maybe it's the relationship of age, Zhong Le thought about it, or Pei Ting has never been in a relationship before, and it is inevitable that he will be sad when he likes someone for the first time.

Zhong Le didn't know how to comfort her, and Pei Ting just stayed with her at that time and didn't say much.

If the elders were used to comfort the younger generation, it would probably be, "Don't be too sad, it will pass."

Pei Ting laughed again. He leaned on the back of the chair, curled the corners of his mouth in a relaxed manner, the phone was turned on speakerphone, and Zhong Lejie's voice continued.

The sound of fingerprint unlocking came from outside the living room. When Pei Ting turned his head, he still kept a half-smile.

Lu Ye entered the door with a handful of dazzling red roses, and met Pei Ting's gaze unexpectedly.

Pei Ting was originally smiling, but he saw Lu Ye.

So the smile on his face obviously stopped there.