Offensive change: superficial love

"Boss Lin and I have an appointment for a wine party later, but you just returned to China, so don't participate this time, it's too hard."

Bo Lu said gentle and considerate words, but his eyes were glued to the report, and he didn't intend to give it to Yan Yan at all: "There is a regular meeting tomorrow morning, don't forget."

Yan Ju lowered his head slightly, and quietly spread butter on the pre-dinner bread, his expression was flat, as if he didn't feel any sense of his partner's neglect.

The look of not caring at all.

The fine strands of hair at the corner of his forehead slid down to the side of his eyes following Yan Ju's movements, and the slender and thick eyelashes half concealed all his emotions from the outside world.

After a while, Yan Ju said casually: "I'm jet-lagged, I'm too lazy to go."

"Let someone sort out the key points of the meeting and send them to my email."

Bo Lu gave a perfunctory "hmm" and didn't have any other opinions to express, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

The table fell silent again.

Similar silences seem to have no end, and they have appeared more frequently in recent years.

And they have long been used to this, and no one is even willing to actively find some topics to try to improve the situation.

After a long-term vicious cycle, the two have almost no common language except for work.

The lovers who accompanied him from the student days tacitly accepted that "love dies with the passage of time".

Today marks their sixth anniversary and their reunion after a few months in a foreign country.

Recently, the company jointly run by the two was developing overseas business, and Yan Ju voluntarily left to follow up on the project. During this time, the two of them were so busy that they didn't even touch the ground. Apart from handovers at work, they rarely even made phone calls in private.

But at this moment, the atmosphere of the restaurant, which is a holy place for dating, is just right, and the red roses that are placed at the feet are blooming warmly and vulgarly.

The shadow of the candlelight swayed onto Yan Ju's delicate facial features, and the spots of light were hazy, embellishing him extraordinarily beautifully.

Yan Ju's appearance has always been recognized as stunning and outstanding, and the small red mole on the inner corner of the eye is very good at picking up the position, so he adds a bit of "uncleanness" like deliberately provocative to every clean look in his eyes .

It's a pity that the person opposite doesn't seem to have much interest in admiring it.

"Bai Lu, let's break up."

Yan Ju opened his mouth abruptly, breaking the stagnant air around him unexpectedly.

The waiter who came to withdraw the order was taken aback, apologized hastily, and retreated in a panic, with an embarrassed expression as if he was confused—how could this well-matched couple want to separate?

But Bai Lu was so indifferent as if he didn't hear it.

He just frowned slightly, and continued to browse through the documents in his hand, until the thick silence spread again, and he finally looked at Yan Ji unhurriedly.

The expression is like examining a child who has suddenly entered a rebellious period.

"What did you just say?" Bai Lu asked lightly.

"I said break up." Yan Ju smiled, speaking concisely.

His demeanor was as usual, even his tone was light.

It seemed like it was just an indifferent greeting.

The delicate balance between the two over the years finally began to tilt out of control at this moment.

Yan Ju frowned slightly, and slowly put the knife on the table, he bent his lips, raised his head and looked at Bai Lu.

The expression showed some resistance and disdain.

The unobvious sullenness on Bai Lu's face became the motivation for him to continue talking at this moment.

Seeing the other party's rare "gaffe", Yan Ji suddenly felt a little happy.

His amber-like pupils were shining brightly, and abnormal excitement throbbed in his eyes.

The long-suppressed emotions seem to have found a breakthrough.

Yan Jie threw the engagement ring that Bo Lu just handed over into the ice bucket filled with champagne, and before getting up to leave, he still smiled and threw down the cold words:

"I do not like you anymore."

……

"Okay, you! Boss Bo is mad, right?" Ye Jue, who was across the table, applauded Yan Jue.

His crystal blue pupils were filled with the pleasure of watching the excitement, and his fluffy and curly blond hair trembled with his movements, like a good-tempered imported large domestic dog.

Ye Jue is an alumnus of Yan Jue's university. The two are in different grades and departments. One is psychology and the other is economics. The student union is responsible for watching the field in the past.

Because this mixed-race sweetheart is really eye-catching at school, and her willingness to join in the fun is quite active, she keeps bumping into each other, and the two gradually get to know each other.

After graduation, Ye Jue stayed in Ningcheng to work, and he could basically be regarded as a witness of the second half of Yan Jue's love affair.

He who has disliked Bo Lu for a long time, after receiving a breakup call from his friend today, he was so excited that he didn't even write the report, and without saying anything, he stepped on the public electric donkey and rushed to the bar to be with him.

Yan Ju held the whiskey glass, raised his eyebrows, and made amends for himself in a grandiose way: "I didn't care about him, I just stated the facts."

Xiaoye curled her lips, resolutely disbelieving the other party's "false modesty", and obviously knew her friend's vindictive character very well.

But he didn't dare to break the stage, he simply asked directly: "And then?"

Then...

Yan Ju recalled the stiff expression of his ex-boyfriend, and finally laughed because of his poor moral standards: "He is a decent person, not cursing is the last stick to dignity."

He took the initiative to clink glasses with Ye Jue, and drank the extremely strong single malt in a crisp "Dingling": "The vice president of the restaurant just sent me a message, saying that Bo Lu was sitting there alone eating It's over."

"It's pretty desolate." Yan Ju concluded.

Ye Jue only took a sip of his wine to show his respect to the lovelorn.

After all, his career is going well and his relationship is harmonious, so he really can't bear the posture of dying together.

"Eating heartbroken, crying heartbroken?" Xiaoye put down the cup and asked curiously.

"No, he probably doesn't have tear ducts." Yan Ju smoothly coordinated with his friend's yin and yang.

In daily life, Bai Lu seldom has redundant expressions and mood swings.

It looks like a model room of commercial housing.

After pausing for a moment, Yan Ju raised his eyelids and asked narrowly, "Can this be considered a disability?"

"If it's a mental problem, it can barely be considered a brain damage." Ye Jue raised his eyes, pretending to answer sincerely, but his tone was full of teasing.

Yan Ju lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ye Jue continued to say in a strange way: "Boss Boss doesn't step on the red line of cheating and domestic violence, but with his character traits, there are [-] chapters of crematoriums in his artistic creation."

Yan Ju was noncommittal, and shrugged his shoulders with the corners of his eyes bent.

All jokes are jokes, Ye Jue couldn't hide his concern in the end, he looked seriously into Yan Jie's eyes: "He didn't try to save you?"

Mentioning this, Yan Ju was unavoidably startled.

It should be counted.

But Bai Lu's gaffe was fleeting, and all the astonishment was sorted back into his body at the speed of light. When he spoke again, his tone had returned to calm, even with a subtle arrogance.

As if he had decided that Yan Ji just couldn't think about it suddenly, and in fact he would not be willing to leave him at all:

"Reconsider." Bo Lu gripped Yan Ji's wrist, lowered his voice, trying to maintain a meaningless decency, "I won't condemn you, after all, you are not very good at dealing with emotional matters. .”

Bo Lu's recovery process is well formulated, and it is a very standard negotiation template——

Make a request, grasp the initiative, analyze the pros and cons, test the bottom line, and finally hit an emotional card:

"It's too ugly for people of our age to be hysterical in a relationship, so I don't like you expressing your dissatisfaction in such a radical way."

"The word 'like' is so childish that I was a little surprised to hear it from your mouth. "

"In addition to feelings, there are many material and resource entanglements between us. Breaking up is not as easy as saying harsh words and nodding your head."

"Xiao Ju, be more mature, six years, are you really willing?"

"Or, are you really willing to give up halfway?"

……

Yan Ji really hates giving up halfway.

He has always been the type who would rather smash the south wall than admit that he will make mistakes and regret it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to spend so many sunk costs with Bailu.

And Bai Lu knows him well, and can always easily grasp Yan Ji's pain points.

After getting along for many years, the two actually have the most tacit understanding only in this kind of "mutual harm", which is a bit absurd when you think about it.

In the previous two "unfinished breakups", Yan Jie was pulled and guided by similar words, changed his mind, and continued this "a pity to abandon" relationship indifferently.

But things are a little different this time...

"So how did you answer?" After listening to the other party's narration, Ye Jue frowned displeasedly and asked.

"Trap question, I won't answer." Yan Ju's tone was brisk, but he could still feel that he was not in a good mood. "Reciprocity, I gave him a more tricky one."

"I asked Bo Lu, was it really at that business competition when I first met me?"

Ye Jue was taken aback when he heard the words, but when he realized it, he was obviously very surprised: "Ah? Don't... the template of love at first sight that has been sung for generations in the school forum is adulterated?!"

Of course Bo Lu refused to admit it, and likewise, Yan Ju did not intend to discuss this topic in detail with his friends.

After all, being duped for years by a superficial illusion sounds sympathetic.

He didn't like being put in the victim's position for mercy.

So Yan Ju just twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, waved skillfully in silence, and motioned for the boss to pick up another bottle of cognac.

A posture of preparing to go to the emergency room with friends.

In fact, he was not too sad, and even more dazed emotions accounted for it.

For Yan Ju, who has almost never tasted frustration, admitting that he was mistaken at the beginning also means equating his stubbornness in the past few years with "stupidity".

This kind of frustration disgusted Yan Yan, but he couldn't think of a quick way to "reconcile with himself" at the moment, so he temporarily entrusted alcohol with the task of paralyzing his emotions.

But obviously, he has been really unlucky recently.

I thought I could indulge for a while tonight, but I have friends to help me out.

But just when Yan Jue was [-]% drunk, Ye Jue suddenly received a call from the research institute, saying that there was something urgent and he needed to go back immediately.

It's work, Yan Ji understands.

In a slightly drunk state, he waved his big hand and threw the sentence "I'm busy, don't worry about me" to the other party, then continued to keep his head calm, and rolled the dice with himself.

Venting emotions is the key, whether there is someone to accompany is secondary.

The bar the two chose was very close to the university town, and the people sitting around them were basically young children who had just grown up.

Young people like to pursue romance and excitement, and are more willing to show appreciation without fear.

Yan Ji, who had returned to being single, naturally adapted to the environment, frankly putting on an attitude of not rejecting anyone who came.

So the people who came to ask for contact information this night have never stopped...

"Sorry." Yan Ju raised his brows, pointed to the rainbow ornaments on the wall, and nodded himself twice.

The few girls who came to strike up a conversation immediately understood, immediately expressed their understanding, and joked unabashedly, saying that there is a handsome guy among their classmates, and if you don't mind, you can introduce him to him.

Yan Ju was amused by the frankness of the little girls, and after declining it, he still didn't forget to signal the bartender, and credited all their consumption tonight directly to his account.

And Ye Jue, who came back after answering the phone, saw such a scene——

Yan Jie's hair was disheveled, his eyes were blurred, his suit jacket was draped over his shoulders lazily, and his satin tie was loosely tied around his wrist bones.

The neckline of his shirt was wide open, the fair skin on his chest was slightly reddish due to the room temperature, and the exposed collarbone line was very beautiful and unmanly.

Time seems to have given special preferential treatment to Yan Ji, seeing that he has entered the second half of his early [-]s, but his appearance is not much different from when he was in school.

It's nothing more than a lack of ostentatious youthful spirit, and a little more mature and restrained pretentiousness.

But that also has to be sober.

At this moment, Yan Ji is obviously a bit over the top, controlled by alcohol, emitting hormones semi-automatically, and has no intention of restraining himself at all.

More and more fiery gazes fell on Yan Ji, and there was already a thick stack of tissues with numbers written on the corner of the table.

Ye Jue was not surprised by this, after all, the other party was very popular at the time - outstanding looks, good grades, strong ability, pleasing personality, and can get along with everyone lively, everyone appreciates it everywhere Eyes earnestly follow...

Although Zi Jie has a basic awareness of how attractive he is, he lacks an accurate assessment.

Ye Jue used to help out a lot in the aftermath.

Yan Ju never seemed to feel that he was special. For him, "staying dazzling" seemed to be a reaction that didn't need a trigger mechanism. He just followed the habit step by step.

Ye Jue, who was in a state of desperation, took the time to appreciate the long-lost drunken state of his old friend for a few seconds. While he was in a complicated mood, he couldn't help feeling that the other party's brazen words - "I am not safe here", really have no reference value.

Come on, it's not safe for you anyway...

"Don't run around here, someone will pick you up later, do you hear me?" The leader kept urging, and Ye Jue, who had contacted someone else to take care of the drunk, did not forget to pinch the other person's shoulder before leaving.

Of course, Yan Ji is also a drunkard who knows his way around.

He rolled his eyes, obediently leaned toward the depths of the sofa, and then impatiently rushed his friend away.

As for when Ye Jue left, he really has no memory.

The flickering lights were psychedelic and hazy, the background sound became more and more noisy as midnight approached, and the chattering voices around made the words fidgety.

He only remembered that not long after, the gate in the distance seemed to open suddenly.

"Excuse me, I'll find someone."

The indifferent voice carried the unique arrogance of young people, wrapped in the damp mist of the early summer night, cleared the obstacles along the way with an unfavorable aura, and finally stood in front of Yan Ji impartially.

Yan Ji, who was a little unresponsive, slowly raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the person who came, but he couldn't tell who the person was for a long time.

The strange boy in front of him pursed his lips, his Adam's apple slid up and down twice uncontrollably, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was trying to suppress his emotional excitement.

After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to sigh inaudibly, but there was a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth:

"found it."

he said with a chuckle.

The author says:

Let's start the article——

Please pay attention to the text of the baby that needs demining.

It's not the kind of fast-paced slag-abusing Dashuang article, generally speaking it is more sour and sweet.

I hope you will like this story and have fun reading -3-

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After finishing this book, "Strictly Prohibit Spreading Rumors, Allow Acting Like a Baby", it is probably a reunion of an essentially sweet article. The copy is below. Interested ones can go to the column to see. Other completed articles and different types of pre-receipts also guide the way. Author's Column-3 -

Chu Qianqiu's expected reunion after the breakup is fiery, chaotic, with some emotional torture and human tearing.

It could be in a noisy bar, it could be in the ten-year alumni association, or it could even be in Jian Shu's wedding with someone else.

Chu Qianqiu actually prefers the last one, which is dramatic enough and will never end decently.

Anyway, it shouldn't be in such an ordinary afternoon:

The blind date asked him boringly why he separated from his ex.

Chu Qianqiu replied casually: "He is impotent."

Under the shocking gaze of the other party, he was just about to get up and say goodbye gracefully, when he looked back——

Well, his ex-boyfriend, whom he hadn't seen for three years, was standing behind him.

Chu Qianqiu: Hmm... Is it possible that the one I'm talking about might not be you?

Of course, Jian Shu chose to express his dissatisfaction directly with actions.

Holding Chu Qianqiu by the collar, he led Chu Qianqiu into the car like when he was catching him skipping class in college.

Jian Shu's voice was hoarse and her emotions were suppressed: "Qianqian, spreading rumors should be punished."

He stroked Chu Qianqiu's Adam's apple with his thumb, and asked bewitchingly:

"Do you want to recall the past?"

……

The familiar touch made Chu Qianqiu a little dazed, as if he had returned to his summer in an instant.

He was sitting on the roof of his friend's car with his shoes soaked in seawater, drunkenly smiling at Jian Shu who met him for the first time:

"Hey, good student, do you want to sleep at my house tonight?"

[The crazy and rambunctious young master who does whatever he wants is attacked by a big dog (?) who is rational on the surface and abstinent scientific researcher on the inside, sad at midnight (?)]

Tips:

· He is very good at attacking impotence.

· Reunion after a broken mirror is a sweet essay in essence.

Both of them have long mouths, but they are a little crooked (?

·Slightly paranoid romantics are subject to, the students were too free, so they will look crazy.

·The past and the present are cross-written, and I don't like to be cautious.

·Emotional subject dominates, extreme aggressiveness may need to be cautious