After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

Ren Xiaoyan didn't know how he got back to the hotel.

The image of Jiang Chenyi and the man with ponytail talking and laughing intimately filled his mind.

He pays more than you, and he is more handsome than you. The key is that he is younger than you and has more physical strength than you.Ren Xiaoyan, I have never loved you, never...

These words were like a pool of poisonous water bubbling with miasma, churning back and forth in his mind, eroding the normal cells of the brain little by little, and rushing to the chest cavity along the blood, corroding the heart.

Rotten, his whole body is rotten.

He didn't even know when the extra wine bottle was in his hand, he just drank it one after another, and pushed open the door of the hotel room in a daze.

No one is taking care of you, no matter what kind of ghost you drink, you will persist until the moment you return to the room and close the door before you can fall down with peace of mind.

It's just that there is another person in the vague room, but he is not the one he wants.

The little handsome man rushed forward crying: "Xiao Yan, I've been waiting for you like crazy, I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

Immediately realizing that something was wrong with this man, she put her sullen face on her delicate fingertips and asked timidly, "Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?"

Grabbing a lot of good-looking skins, why should I get tired of Jiang Chen...Wen.....Net...Yi on that bastard who has no conscience?

Thinking of this, the man made a mistake. He picked up the little handsome boy and threw him directly on the bed.

The little handsome man was shocked, his beautiful peach eyes were wide open, and after a few seconds of being absent-minded, he comforted him: "Xiaoyan, don't worry, take your time, I won't run..."

This sentence was meant to compare Jiang Chenyi's words, but it backfired and hurt Ren Xiaoyan.

He ran away. I treated him well for seven or eight years, but he ran away.

Still running with a man.

Heartless dog, heartless dog!

Throwing away the little handsome boy, pulling up his distraught self, he staggered towards the auxiliary bedroom.

Every step is heavy, and every step is heartbreaking.

The advantage of the presidential suite is that there are two bedrooms, the master and the vice.

The little handsome man panicked, got up from the bed in disheveled clothes, and hugged the drunken man from behind, "Xiaoyan, did I say something wrong? Xiaoyan, don't go, I'll give you..."

"Go away."

Ren Xiaoyan stopped in his tracks without looking back, and said in a muffled voice.

The little handsome boy became excited in an instant: "How can I not compare to him? I am younger and more handsome than him. I am willing to listen to you, and I will not quarrel with you..."

"I said go away!"

The man snarled and interrupted him, the little handsome boy hugged him fiercely, and kissed his strong neck frantically, and moved his delicate fingertips towards his open and fit chest.

These ambiguous movements are just like what the man with the ponytail did to Jiang Chenyi, the sentence that he is younger than you and more handsome than you, and it is deeply rooted in his heart, Ren Xiaoyan seems to see: Jiang Chenyi is delicate under that strange man Panting, calling Lao Gong to work harder.

In a fit of anger, he threw the little handsome boy away, sneered and continued walking towards the side bedroom: "You are better than him in everything, but it's a pity that you are not him."

The little handsome boy who was thrown heavily onto the bed sat up from the bed after hearing a violent slam of the door, his peach blossom eyes were already filled with haze that could not be dispelled, angry, jealous, and loathing...

All kinds of unattainable madness are like a group of moths covered in powder, quickly filling the heart, and quietly laying a small cocoon, which is an ugly cocoon full of evil seeds.

……

Jiang Chenyi slept in the dormitory all night, Xu Yang asked for leave for him, at dawn, Xu Yang came to see him after get off work.

The whole dormitory was very quiet, and the other roommates hadn't come back yet, only the shallow and even breathing line seemed to fluctuate slightly in the cold air.

Xu Yang turned on the light, rubbed his arms and complained: What kind of dormitory is this, the boss is too inhumane!Not even an air conditioner!

Seeing the untouched medicine and milk on the table, he was very worried, so he woke up the sleeping person: "Jiang Chenyi, why didn't you take the medicine?"

Jiang Chenyi was covered with a thin red quilt, and wore a pink pajamas that reflected Peppa Pig. He rubbed his eyes to look at him, his withered eyelashes were half-opened and half-closed, looking sleepy, "...uh, I will eat later."

Xu Yang seemed very angry, brought the milk over, and said in an orderly tone, "Drink the milk first."

His brain is still muddy, if it were Ren Xiaoyan who woke him up to drink milk, he would definitely be furious.Seeing that it was Xu Yang, it was difficult for him to have a seizure, so he slowly pulled himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, bit the bottle cap with his teeth, and took a sip of milk.

Xu Yang's eyes wandered from the sleepy handsome face to the pink pajamas: "How do you buy this kind of pajamas?"

"Uh, the store downstairs was dealing with broken codes for events. I thought I was wearing something suitable, so I bought it." Jiang Chenyi was still sleepy, so he answered lazily.

Seeing that his quilt was so thin, Xu Yang suddenly understood that he was really short of money.

Without revealing it, he smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that your colleagues in the dormitory will laugh at you?"

"These little boys can't laugh, and they said that I understand fashion, and I look so stylish in a lady's pajamas."

"Women's?"

Xu Yang was stuck for a few seconds, then went to pull the quilt again, and joked with a smirk: "Then what should you do if you pee?"

Jiang Chenyi blushed, and knocked off his hand: "Why don't you just pull it down and take it out, can you still squat down?"

"Hahaha, doesn't it hurt to have a strangled egg?"

Xu Yang laughed exaggeratedly, his eyes were almost blind.

The hot face became hotter, "You don't come here, just for a while, where can the pain go?"

Compared with the pain Ren Xiaoyan gave, it is simply not worth mentioning.

"Jiang Chenyi, you look so cute when you blush!" Xu Yang presumptuously went to pinch the powder and waved Cang's face away.

Jiang Chenyi subconsciously ducked back: "It's so pitiful that no one loves it."

Xu Yang was stunned for a few seconds, "You are so handsome, how can no one love you?"

"Ah! It's mainly poverty."

He didn't intend to talk about this topic with Xu Yang, and pretended to sigh helplessly.

Xu Yang felt the same way, "Like me, my first love left with someone else because I was poor."

Jiang Chenyi was a little taken aback, suddenly curious about Xu Yang's past, crossed his legs in high spirits: "Tell me."

"Actually, my story is very simple." Xu Yang rubbed his tattooed hands, his bright eyes dimmed, and the dim light of energy-saving lamps made him a little pale. "Because my family is poor, I dropped out of high school and came to work, she was my deskmate, and I worked hard to make money to give her a better future, but when she went to college, she gradually met a new boyfriend... and then we..."

Xu Yang spread his hands, the meaning is self-evident.

A seemingly calm passage, only he himself knows how painful it is.

Jiang Chenyi also understands, why is it not such a simple storyline between him and Ren Yanxiao?

If one side is too good, there will always be one side that will be compared.

Those fresh, juicy and young lives will spring up like mushrooms to occupy the positions of the originally blooming but withered flowers.

The irony is that the spring bamboo shoots will grow into bamboos, good enough to accompany the otherwise magnificent and tall trees.

As for the flowers, no matter how hard they try, they will eventually wither in the corner where the sun is lost and no one cares about them.

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I had a high fever two days ago, and now I have tonsillitis. I feel like I'm dying...