Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

After he got off the runway, he took off his makeup, changed into another set of clothes provided by the brand, and went to the reception.

He exchanged greetings with the brand and related personnel in fluent French, and asked the waiter for a glass of champagne, which he sipped silently.

Many people came to accost him, but he ignored them.

Not long after, the assistant walked up to him and said, "Mr. Wen, we should go to the airport."

Yes, it's time for him to go to the airport.

But Meng Miandong didn't even want to answer his phone calls, obviously he wasn't welcome, so what's the point of him going to the airport?

Even if it didn't make sense, he still had to see Meng Miandong. No matter what, he kept Meng Miandong for a month, and Meng Miandong had to see him.

There was desolation in his heart, but the expression on his face was the same as usual.

After he bid farewell to the brand party and the person in charge of the reception, he set off for Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Sitting in the taxi, he didn't think about anything until he walked into the airport and found that the hands of the assistant pulling the suitcase were trembling slightly, so he said comfortingly: "It will be fine."

There was nothing wrong with this flight, and the plane arrived safely at the airport in City A at five o'clock in the afternoon.

He and his assistant left the airport through a special channel, and what greeted him was dusk and continuous spring rain.

The assistant drove the car left at the airport, and he got in the car, but he didn't know which direction he should go.

His only purpose in coming to this world is to heal Meng Miandong. If Meng Miandong doesn't need him, there is no need for him to exist in this world.

He closed his eyes, and finally asked his assistant to drive to the community where Meng Miandong was.

This is an old community, full of smoke and fire, it is dinner time, and the smell of food is everywhere.

He walked into the unit building alone and walked up step by step.

With a blank mind, like a walking dead, he walked to the door of Meng Miandong's house and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Meng Miandong really doesn't want to see him, does she?

After hesitating for a long time, he took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the pungent smell of alcohol came over his face. He looked around and saw that Meng Miandong was lying on the old carpet with wine bottles all over him.

Brandy, tequila, vodka, rum, whiskey, white wine...

He was distressed and angry, but he just carried Meng Miandong to the bed, moved a chair, and guarded Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong was drunk, her face was flushed, and she did not sleep peacefully.

After a while, he was woken up by the feeling of vomiting, and when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he was lying on the bed.

Aren't you drinking in the living room?Why are you lying in bed?

What surprised him even more was that there was a person sitting beside his bed.

——It was Wen Ran, there was a voice in his heart jumping for joy, but his reason poured cold water: Wen Ran slept with someone else yesterday.

With the help of the dim bedside lamp, he couldn't see Wen Ran's expression clearly, and he didn't want to see clearly, so he was urged by the feeling of vomiting and rushed to the bathroom.

He knelt in front of the toilet, throwing up desperately.

After he ate the dinner delivered by Han Cheng the day before yesterday, he didn't eat any food and only drank a lot of wine.

Therefore, he actually couldn't spit out much, and after a while, he could only spit out stomach acid.

He felt that the palm of Wen Ran was pressed against his back, and the temperature passed through a layer of cotton cloth. This was the temperature that fascinated him, but it was also the temperature that disgusted him.

Why did Wen Ran appear?

How good would it be if Wen Ran didn't show up?

By the way, Wen Ran came to fuck him, right?

Will Wen Ran still be interested in seeing him who is spewing tears all over his face and smelling sour?

Wouldn't there be?

He turned around, and said to Wen Ran with his throat burned by stomach acid: "Wait, I'll make preparations first."

prepare for?

How to prepare?

Wen Ran was puzzled, but when he looked at Meng Miandong's eyes, he instantly understood what Meng Miandong was referring to.

He hugged Meng Miandong and said weakly, "I'll carry you to rest."

Meng Miandong smiled and said, "Why should I take a break? Shouldn't I be more dedicated to my work when facing the benefactor?"

Meng Miandong's smile was particularly dazzling, Wen Ran regained his composure, and changed the subject: "I heard from Han Cheng that you are going to try to write songs."

"Writing songs? What kind of songs do I write for a deaf person?" Meng Miandong said nastyly, "I am teasing Brother Han."

"Really?" Wen Ran fell silent in disappointment, the atmosphere between the two was almost suffocating.

After a long stalemate, Meng Miandong licked Wen Ran's earlobe and said, "Are you really not going to hug me?"

Wen Ran let go of Meng Miandong, stood up, and shook his head: "I won't hug you, I'm leaving, you should rest well."

Wen Ran is leaving, where is he going?Do you want to go to that boy?

"Don't go, stay." Meng Miandong couldn't help but threw herself into Wen Ran's arms, and wrapped her arms around Wen Ran's waist.

Wen Ran didn't hug Meng Miandong back, but looked down at Meng Miandong and said, "Okay, I won't go."

Meng Miandong raised his head and kissed Wen Ran's lips. He wanted to use his body to keep Wen Ran, to keep Wen Ran forever, but Wen Ran didn't respond, and Wen Ran who let him kiss seemed to be in a trance.

He reached out to unbutton Wen Ran's clothes, but Wen Ran pushed his hand away immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Ran pushed him away, and said softly: "Is it uncomfortable after vomiting? Go and rinse your mouth."

If he went to rinse his mouth, Wen Ran would most likely take the opportunity to leave, right?

"I...don't go..." He went to hug Wen Ran again, but Wen Ran dodged it.

Wen Ran still had a pair of gentle eyebrows and eyes, staring at him, said: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth."

Meng Miandong cried out anxiously: "Don't go...don't go..."

Wen Ran left this time and won't come back, right?

Wen Ran obviously has no interest in his body, and doesn't even want to be hugged by him.

It is impossible for him to keep Wen Ran with his body, so how can he keep Wen Ran?

He has nothing.

Suddenly, he noticed that Wen Ran took out a tissue to wipe his tears, after drying, Wen Ran will leave, right?

He was so wronged that he couldn't stop crying, and heard Wen Ran say: "Don't cry, I won't leave."

"Really?" Through the hazy mist, he saw Wen Ran and nodded.

When he stopped crying, he saw Wen Ran and took a few steps back.

Wen Ran already hates him, right?

Wen Ran has fallen in love with that boy, right?

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Wen Ran, but Wen Ran avoided him again.

He worked hard for a long time before he hugged Wen Ran as he wished, not letting Wen Ran avoid him any longer, and not letting Wen Ran push him away any longer.

Wen Ran is exhausted physically and mentally, and has no energy to analyze Meng Miandong's behavior, since Meng Miandong wants to hug, let Meng Miandong hug her.

Meng Miandong buried her face in Wen Ran's arms, and rubbed her forehead against Wen Ran's heart, but Wen Ran still didn't hug him back.

Suddenly, the feeling of vomiting came up untimely, he was afraid that as soon as he let go of his hand, Wen Ran would leave, he tried desperately to suppress it, but failed, instead he vomited all over Wen Ran.

He immediately apologized with trembling lips: "I'm sorry."

Wen Ran didn't show any irritation: "It's okay."

Meng Miandong let go of Wen Ran, and said timidly, "Go and take off your clothes, take a shower, and I'll bring you a change of clothes."

"Okay." Wen Ran agreed, but didn't take off his clothes.

Is Wen Ran guarding against himself?

Meng Miandong sniffed, brought a set of loose home clothes, and went back to the bathroom, Wen Ran still didn't take off his clothes, but said with a smile, "Thank you."

Wen Ran's attitude towards him has become much more distant, and he is no longer the one who would kiss him and confess his love to him.

Even if Wen Ran did it just to get his body, it is better than the gentle but distant Wen Ran in front of him.

Wen Ran took the home clothes and said to Meng Miandong: "Miandong, you go out first."

Meng Miandong said forcefully, "We've all slept together, why should I go out?"

"Okay, it's up to you." Wen Ran took off her clothes in front of Meng Miandong, walked to the shower room, and turned on the shower head.

After taking a bath, he put on home clothes again in front of Meng Miandong.

Then, he passed Meng Miandong and walked out, his fingers lightly brushed the back of Meng Miandong's hand.

Meng Miandong stretched out his hand to hold Wen Ran's hand, and the next second, he heard Wen Ran ask: "What's wrong? Miandong?"

"It's okay." He replied, watching Wen Ran pull his hand out from between his fingers.

He wanted to cry again, but he held back instinctively, he was too weak, he would only upset Wen Ran, right?

After Wen Ran withdrew his hand, he went to the living room, sat on the sofa, his body wanted to fall asleep, but his mind was very clear.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he saw Meng Miandong running up to him, and obediently said, "I rinsed my mouth."

"Well, your throat hurts, right? Shall I cook porridge for you?" Without waiting for Meng Miandong's reply, he went straight to the kitchen and cooked a pot of porridge.

The white porridge exuded the fragrance of rice, he filled a bowl, and after the heat subsided a bit, he said to Meng Miandong, "Come and drink the porridge."

He sat back on the sofa by himself, did not drink porridge, nor did he drink porridge with Meng Miandong.

The last time he ate was the meal at the Paris Hotel. Counting the time, he hadn't eaten for a whole day, but he was not hungry at all.

Meng Miandong stared at Wen Ran while drinking the porridge, finished it in a hurry, then ran to Wen Ran in a hurry, and said obediently: "I'm done."

Wen Ran asked with concern: "Do you want another bowl?"

"No more, Wen Ran, can you hug me?" If Wen Ran is willing to hug him, it will prove that the one-month nurturing agreement is still valid, right?

However, Wen Ran refused again: "Not good."

Meng Miandong said bitterly: "Didn't you give me 5000 million? Why didn't you hug me?"

Wen Ran replied: "Our deal is void, you keep the 5000 million and don't have to return it to me."

Once the transaction is invalidated, then, when Wen Ran leaves his house, he will definitely not come back.

He can only see, smell and burn through TV, computer, movie theaters, magazines, newspapers, like other audiences.

He eagerly pulled Wen Ran's clothes, and seduced him jerky, but even so, Wen Ran still didn't take the initiative to touch him.

What should I do?

He tried every means to send Wen Ran into his body, but Wen Ran only looked at him with a pair of sad eyes.

Don't look at me like that, don't look at me like that...

The body hurts, and the heart hurts even more.

He knew he was hopeless.

Fortunately, Wen Ran did not leave, and did not say until the afternoon of the next day: "I still have work to do, Mian Dong, stop drinking alcohol."

But Wen Ran who said so did not take away the pile of high-grade wine he put on the coffee table.

He looked at Wen Ran's back and didn't know how to keep him, should he cry like a child?

Finally, Wen Ran disappeared before his eyes, and he could only see the tightly closed door.

He knew that Wen Ran would not come again.

ended.

All is over.

As he wished, Wen Ran would not pester him again, as he wished, he had memories that could last a lifetime.

Once he slept with Wen Ran, and once he forced Wen Ran.

He fell to the ground, curled up, and hugged himself tightly.

He suddenly heard the sound of rain outside, and wondered in a daze whether Wen Ran brought an umbrella?Don't catch a cold.

The author has something to say: try to sweeten it in two chapters