flammable relationship

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked, let alone synchronized in real time.

Fu Yiheng's flaming arrogance would not die down because of a random forceful kiss. After a moment of daze, he turned ashen, slapped off the hand holding his chin, and leaned back to distance himself.

He squinted at Wei Ran, his cold gaze mixed with ruthless mockery and piercing scrutiny.

Wei Ran was stabbed by that gaze, and licked the cracked corner of his mouth inexplicably. He raised his eyebrows provocatively, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, let go, and took two steps back panting.

"What do you mean?" Fu Yiheng picked up the long-handled umbrella he had thrown away, held it in his hand and leaned on the ground, without any intention of opening it to keep out the rain.

"It's nothing interesting." Wei Ran took out the cigarettes from his trouser pocket with one hand. The cigarette case was soaked and deformed, dripping water. He rummaged through it unwillingly, and made sure that none of the cigarettes survived, so he cursed darkly. With a sound, the cigarette case was thrown away.

Fu Yiheng crossed his arms, watching him coldly pacing back and forth like a drug addict.

"If you're asking why I kissed you suddenly." Wei Ran stopped in front of him and pointed to the sky, "It's raining, you are very sexy, I want to kiss you. It's that simple."

Fu Yiheng pushed his cheeks out of a small bag of thinking with his tongue, then nodded: "Then can I apply the same rhetoric to that incident four years ago?"

Wei Ran paused as if the pause button had been pressed.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, this time no force was used, and Mr. Fu returned to the field where a gentleman is good at talking but not using hands.

When cultural people want to ridicule anyone, their lethality can always be doubled: "For example, alcohol is causing trouble, I am very weak, and you want to take advantage of it on a whim. Well, it's as simple as that."

Wei Ran didn't speak, and stared down at the discarded cigarette case. It was soaked in the dirty rainwater and gradually became rotten and disgusting, just like this reunion scene that ran counter to the original intention from the very beginning.

He closed his eyes, and the bone-piercing coolness gripped his dying heart.

Fu Yiheng didn't intend to let him go. Since we met, it was too late, but what should be said must be made clear, and what should be expressed must be made clear. Procrastination is not an option, and hiding it is even more stupid .The right and the wrong are straightforward, and in the future, whether to go each side of the road facing the sky, or pretend to be confused with a grudge, there will be a decent ending.

"Do you know what is the biggest difference between humans and beasts?" The rain washed that blood-scarce face, making it look as indifferent as ice, and the dark pupils held back the light, and the heart-piercing ferment continued to ferment inside. cold.Fu Yiheng asked and answered by himself, with sarcasm, "Beasts are free, and the only rule in the herd is the law of the jungle. Their behavior completely follows the original instinct. As long as they are strong enough, as you said, they can do whatever they want." , It's that simple. Humans are much more complicated. We have evolved unlucky self-control, bound by ethics and laws, and have to wrap up and whitewash unbearable desires. This is why human beings sing consensual love , while wild dogs only want to mate as they please."

As soon as the word "wild dog" came out, Wei Ran's face turned pale as paper. He wriggled his lips to explain something, but he didn't even have the chance to speak.

This is probably Fu Yiheng's most vicious verbal attack, the main point is to express, Wei Ran, you are a beast who can't control the lower body.

After cursing, he pressed the switch on the handle of the umbrella, and the black umbrella surface propped up a piece of dry sky.

Wei Ran couldn't resist this kind of interrogation at all, he felt the pain, the pain was so vivid, so heart-piercing that he couldn't breathe, so he could only bend his body, as if the tail thorn had been pulled out and the intestines and lungs were pulled out. dying bee.

"The same problem, after four years, I made it again and again, and there was no progress." Fu Yiheng continued to spit out barbed words as if he couldn't see his reaction, "I think I understand your obsession with me, but I'm sorry, Your enthusiasm and impulsiveness, I am not blessed to accept. You are so young, oh, you should be worthy of the word young and promising now, and you can get everything you want, so why look for me, an old tree with a crooked neck? "

He said these self-deprecating words in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing, as if he had regained his usual gentleness and self-control. He even handed Wei Ran the umbrella, and told Wei Ran to remember to go to the hospital to treat the wound, and then turned around and got in the car. The patient issued the final critical illness notice.

"We are not suitable, let's break up."

Wei Ran plucked up the courage to open the car window, and asked with a sneer, "Can you say you don't have any feelings for me?"

He actually felt it. In the kiss just now, he heard Fu Yiheng's crazy heartbeat, which resonated tacitly with him. They were panting together on the same frequency. He felt Fu Yiheng's body trembling uncontrollably, felt A hand unconsciously grabbed the shirt on his back, and then bounced off like an electric shock, as if avoiding an extremely vicious demon.

This question is too harsh.

Fu Yiheng lowered his head, and at an angle that Wei Ran couldn't see, he raised the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and said something in a low voice, but the sound of the rain hitting the windshield was too loud, and the road was too noisy, Wei Ran listened Unclear, when he wanted to get closer, Volvo no longer had any nostalgia, started the engine, and walked away.

What Fu Yiheng said was: "So what..."

I have a crush on you, so what.

Many years later, when Fu Yiheng and Wei Ran sat on the sofa calmly and discussed the violent incident, Manager Wei was a little upset.In order to appease him, Teacher Fu asked a question: What would you do when you found yourself in love with an arsonist?

Wei Ran frowned and asked, "Am I sick? Why do you want to fall in love with an arsonist?"

"It's just a hypothesis." Fu Yiheng smiled and set the hypothesis more clearly, "What if I am the arsonist?"

With a specific partner, Wei Ran immediately replied without hesitation: "If you love it, you will love it. Don't say that you only play with fire. Even if you are heinous and scolded by thousands of people, I will try to be with you."

"Even if the process is painful, will you try?"

"How do you know it will be painful if you don't try?"

"You see, this is the biggest difference between us." Fu Yiheng was holding a thermos cup filled with goji berries, and he blew on the steaming tea with his eyes downcast, "So I would say at the time that we are not suitable. Even now, I am not sure that I will have the courage to live with an arsonist. Wei Ran, I am much more cowardly than you."

In reality, there is always such a situation. As the older party, I have experienced several relationships that are not deep-rooted or understated. Such a person is destined to find it difficult to invest all his emotions in someone without reservation. Especially when the other party seems unreliable and is very likely to cause secondary harm to himself, he can't avoid it.Whether it is selfishness or shrewdness, the sunk cost already exists, and the defense measures will be automatically activated, reminding the mind dazzled by love to get out in time before it gets too deep.

So Fu Yiheng took advantage of that wave of anger to pierce the paper on the window, and fled with his tail between his legs, thinking that he would never communicate with each other.

After that, Wei Ran's condition was very bad, which can be described as very bad.

His spiritual world collapsed several times on that rainy night, and it was in ruins for a long time, difficult to rebuild.He began to work desperately. Although work and making money had lost its meaning to him, he couldn't stop. He went back to the days of four years of university, where he was so busy that he couldn't sleep and eat, and he couldn't get interested in anything. Habitually paralyze overactive nerves with data running around the screen and graphs of various variables.

In this way, he doesn't have to think about Fu Yiheng.

But Fu Yiheng is next door.

This made him feel a little humbled while being helpless.

At least when it's unbearable, you can still look at it twice.

Gradually, Wei Ran revived, found another way, and began to rack his brains to find various reasons to write post-it notes to Fu Yiheng.

Some reasons are really ridiculous, such as million—that is, the cat, which has been acting very irritable recently. Maybe it wants to go out for a walk. I would like to ask the kind-hearted Mr. Neighbor to take him downstairs to see the new world when he has time.

God knows what Fu Yiheng's expression was when he saw this post-it note. For a while, he suspected that Wanwan might not be a cat, but a dog that was born in the wrong place.What's even more strange is that Wan Wan really likes to go out, and he was more reserved in the first few days, but later, his inexplicable attributes awakened, and he would frantically scratch the door if he didn't go shopping twice a day.

Of course, Fu Yiheng didn't know that as long as he was not at home, Wei Ran would seize the time to carry the cat downstairs and run wild wildly. With this high-intensity training, he cultivated the habit of walking around for a million times.

Who would have thought that an owner who suffers from social phobia and does not go out easily can raise a cat who loves to hang out so much that anyone can come up and pet it?

Because of the millions, the two neighbors communicated frequently and inevitably became acquainted.

For the sake of convenience, they completely abandoned post-it notes, exchanged mobile phone numbers, and talked through WeChat.

Occasionally, I will chat when I have nothing to do. The topic may be a movie, it may be a hot topic of current affairs, about fitness, cooking, or touching sensitive mental illnesses.

The more he got to know, the more Fu Yiheng found this neighbor very interesting.

They discussed a lot of things and expressed their own immature opinions on these things, about [-]% of them, each other's opinions were left or even opposite, but the conversation could always go on happily and come to a successful conclusion, because the other party could always learn from fresh ideas. Find a point of view that both parties can accept, so as to avoid meaningless debate.

This ability seems simple, but it is actually very difficult to achieve. Out of the need to seek a sense of identity, when most people are refuted, their first reaction is always to immediately find the loopholes in the other party's words and mobilize all their own Reserve knowledge, criticize, criticize, and try to persuade others to change their existing views and come to their own camp, instead of seeking common ground while reserving differences like him.

I have to say that this is a rare person in life, who has ideas and personality, and is very comfortable to get along with.

Studies have shown that a person's habit can be developed in 21 days. Unknowingly, Fu Yiheng found that the first message in the chat column of WeChat gradually became fixed to the same person.

——a strange man who lives next door to him and has known him for nearly two months, but has never even met him.