lover relationship

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"Love ages, it's too free, like the wind can't catch it." Sang Ye lit a cigarette, and his eyes became red in the misty smoke. He has been suffering for too long and too many times recently, and his eyes are often swollen. Some sensitive.

The sadness of men is different from that of women. They are used to being depressed, and their depression becomes a chronic disease in their hearts, buried under the volcano.

Sang Ye didn't allow anyone to see this side of him, and it was as if nothing had happened to Lin Wei, but he was more indifferent than before.

"I haven't heard you mention Sangye recently?" Xu Qing said with a smile on the other end of the phone, "Why did Sangye change his gender and stop bothering you?"

Lin Wei smashed the screen and said softly, "Yes."

Xu Qing's eyebrows twitched.

"So I shouldn't be tempted..." Sang Ye concluded to Fu Zhifei, "The one who is tempted dies first! The one who is tempted crawls into the grave!" Even if you bow your head to the roof, you should not stop breathing for fear of the walls collapsing. You should not live in the tomb that the dead build for the living', but Fu Zhifei, I have always, always lived there. I can't get out You can't taste the sweetness of that black umbrella."

Fu Zhifei was silent for a moment: "It's not that Lin Wei doesn't give you freedom, maybe he just cares about you."

Sang Ye smiled in a low voice, full of irony.

"There is no cage to hold him, and he doesn't want to be shackled. I can't keep him. It will be a matter of time before we separate," Lin Wei said calmly to Xu Qing, "That's it."

Xu Qing was dumbfounded: "This doesn't quite fit your character."

"Yes, so I will still... lock him up? I don't know." Lin Wei confessed wearily, "I have nothing, and I don't want to lose even Sang Ye. He is the only one who makes me think this way."

Xu Qing felt that his thoughts were crazy: "But you...you can't do this, you will only push people further away, do you think Sang Ye will be like a person who is willing to be tied by you? No one can agree Your thoughts."

Lin Wei: "You don't know what I want."

"Do you think I'm afraid that Lin Wei won't give me freedom?" Sang Ye lay on the sofa, resting his feet on the coffee table, "No, I'm afraid he loves me."

Sang Ye: "Too much concern is like a burden, which makes people breathless. In interpersonal relationships, there must always be someone who comes and goes. If you treat me well, I will treat you well. If he gives it, I will pay it back. Tired I'm also afraid that I won't be able to afford it."

Fu Zhifei: "Lin Wei didn't ask you to pay anything back."

"There are so many people who want me to be crazy and alone," Sang Ye chuckled softly, "but...what makes people desperate is that I don't seem to have the ability to love. God, I suddenly feel that this is not a big deal, and there is nothing wrong with breaking up."

There was no contact between them. When Sang Ye walked out of the house on the seventh day, his unfit body became thinner and his face was pale.

He hated the hospital the most, but this time he asked Fu Zhifei to send him to the hospital. His old problem of stomach pain happened again, and the pain was severe.

Not a normal anomaly.

Fu Zhifei looked a little worried, it was obvious that what Sang Ye said "I don't have the ability to love" was a fart lie, it was obvious that he had a serious emotional injury, as if he had been poisoned by love flowers and wanted to find a heartbreaker.

But Sang Ye didn't feel it himself. Miss White sent the document to the hospital bed for him to sign. Sang Ye scribbled and asked, "By the way, the one I was looking for before... What's the name? The green-eyed one That... Alain? Aaron? Albert?"

"..." Miss White, "Adrian."

"Ah yes, that's him," Sang Ye laughed. "I kind of miss the sunshine in Montpellier. His blond hair is so pretty. I should call him here to play."

Fu Zhifei and Miss White both frowned, and Miss White asked suspiciously: "Sang, are you sure? Beating a lover is not a game worth trying. I hate such a man. You have never..."

"Go if you are told," Sang Ye interrupted her with a smile, "Why are you in a hurry, is it your turn to be in a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Miss White is proficient in Chinese charm, and was about to have an attack, but she heard Sang Ye said slowly: "What's wrong with me looking for a sister?"

Miss White: "..."

Fu Zhifei: "..."

"Relax and relax, and move on to a better and smooth road in the future," Sang Ye pinched the carnation on the bedside, crushed the petals and pretended to be obedient and complained, "Look, isn't it Lin Wei that I was sick and hospitalized?" You know? Even Sang Qin sent someone to 'greeting' me, although he was gloating. But that shouldn't be."

Miss White looked at Sang Ye with a complicated expression, took the documents and left, Fu Zhifei wanted to pry Sang Ye's head open to see what kind of sea was inside: "You called someone here to provoke Lin Wei?"

"Otherwise? How could I be sad alone," Sang Ye crushed the flower, "Besides, he hasn't planned to let go yet, I don't want to deal with him anymore."

Fu Zhifei hesitated to speak, and Sang Ye waved to him with a smile: "Don't worry about this matter, go and fall in love with your little boyfriend. By the way, where have you come? My little cabbage, it’s a pity to give it to you, tsk tsk, home plate, right? No wonder this year’s birthday gift is not required, and the gold-studded and diamond-studded masturbation cup is not as exciting as the young man blushing and calling "Mr. Fu"."

Sang Ye looked at Fu Zhifei "Tsk Tut" for a while, bit the tip of his tongue and teased him as a "beast", and successfully drove away this veteran cadre who was rebellious on the outside and traditional on the inside.

Sang Ye sat on the hospital bed and smiled, and when the door closed, the smile on his face also closed the door.

It is impossible to obey the doctor's orders, smoking and drinking are the same, anyway, he is a wild child that no one cares about.

Often when he was drunk, the illusion that Lin Wei would stop him would appear in front of his eyes, and he would ask him: "You are addicted to tobacco and alcohol, why not to me?"

At that time, when Sang Ye was on vacation abroad, Lin Wei told him after Sang Ye got drunk. For the next three days, Lin Wei was neither salty nor salty, and he gently held Sang Ye's heart, which was very uncomfortable.After the two quarreled as usual, they rolled on the bed to settle it. Only then did Sang Ye figure out the key point, hugged him and admitted, "I'm addicted to you too, an addiction I can't even quit."

quit.

Lin Wei is like a high-end perfume, with a velvet fragrance in the cold feeling. After staying in the orchid room for a long time, and smelling the tacky makeup and powder, the sense of smell will be nostalgic, and the brain will be judged and disappointed. It is a constant love.

There's nothing more torturous than a glutton suffering from anorexia.

Sang Ye started to make all kinds of troubles, causing Miss White to scold him, causing Ye Xiaoru to avoid him, and brought Adrian, who was full of joy to Suhe, full of excitement and joy of rekindling his old relationship with Sang Ye, and had a chat. The whole night of "Self-Cultivation of No. 0", after staying up all night, Adrian's whole body was in a state of shutdown, and he felt that the world was unreal.

Sang Ye put his shoulders and called him: "Sister! Today I will take you to the Su River cruise balabalabala..."

Adrian began to wonder if Sang Ye was playing a farce with him, and even wondered if there was something wrong with his memory... He also tried Sang Ye, but it was true... he couldn't get up...

May be sick.

After Adrian told Sang Ye about his doubts, Sang Ye began to cry very melodramatically, crying about how he was "broken into an o" by others, and how he was cruelly abandoned by others, leaving behind various incurable sequelae, etc. .

Adrian was confused when he heard it, and while throwing down the word "deserve it", he hugged and cried with him and made eight obeisances to Jinlan.

Fu Zhifei who heard Sang Ye laughing and telling him the whole process: "..."

Sang Ye also asked him: "Why don't you laugh, let me laugh! Don't you think this is too funny?"

"..." Fu Zhifei, "Sang Ye, I think you..."

"What?"

"Stop laughing." Fu Zhifei said, "It's not funny. I think you should have a frank chat with Lin Wei, and don't use such an aggressive way..."

"What kind of radical way?" Sang Ye pretended to be crazy, "What am I talking about with him, what else is there to talk about with him, can't I just laugh at me?"

"..." Fu Zhifei, "Lin Wei didn't know that the relationship between you and Adrian...is so simple. There is absolutely no need for you to cause such an inexplicable misunderstanding between you and Lin Wei."

Sang Ye curled his lips: "I just can't understand how he controls everything now. Let him guess! Guess if I'm with Adrian now, guess what will happen between us, Isn't he the most confident and arrogant! There is a kind of him who can open his eyes on the top of my head and stare at me for the rest of my life, filling any gaps that can be guessed, otherwise let him live in fear. He really thought I was His belongings? Do you want to put a tracker on my back and shoot my life for him to make a documentary?"

"..." Fu Zhifei, "...I think you should relax a little bit, your...state is not right, and your thoughts are starting to get stuck, Sang Ye, don't be like this, really."

Sano was silent.

Fu Zhifei said: "Even if you really separated, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter, you can still live happily, don't hurt yourself in this way. Find a time for yourself to take a vacation and adjust your mood..."

"How are you and Shu Wang?" Sang Ye suddenly asked.

"Hmm? Hmm..." Fu Zhifei didn't realize it, "It's okay, something happened in his store, and we are going to go to relax recently."

"travel?"

"No, just give yourself a vacation if you don't go far away."

Sang Yexin thought, how nice, how nice of you...

He bent his eyes enviously, and went crazy with envy, why can't he and Lin Wei continue to get along like this?People who agreed to a higher level than Fu Zhifei and the others, how come Fu Zhifei catches up with them...

"Go to Mianshan! Soak in hot springs!" Sang Ye started to pick things up bitterly, and said with a smile, "Five-star service, complete facilities, romantic atmosphere, independent bathing courtyard with good sound insulation, and the professional cleaning is not afraid of leaving traces, what do you want to call it?" Just call it what you want!"

Fu Zhifei gritted his teeth: "Don't make trouble son, don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"What?" Sang Ye said harmlessly, "isn't it that the boss of Mianshan Hot Spring has Lin Wei's seat, and he speaks as if you are not a shareholder of Yuansheng, afraid of what he will do, I will bring Adrian to protect you both Escort! Don't be afraid of him coming to cause trouble!"

"Am I afraid of him making trouble?" Fu Zhifei said, "I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid of you, okay, ancestor?"

Sang Ye became happy: "Then what should I do? I like to make troubles the most. Not only do I plan to go to the hot spring villa to engage in Lin Yu, but I also want to drag you into the water. This idea is really good, haha!"

Fu Zhifei hung up the phone with a "snap", and Sang Yezhi said: I can't control you, can't I let your little boyfriend blow your ears, you prick your ears.

So she opened WeChat and found Shu Wang, and Youyou sent him a message——

Ono's father: Hey, kid, let me tell you something.

Wangshu is a little moon:?

Ono's father: You know... Your teacher Fu has... so much to hide?

Wang Shu is a little moon: ... what?

Sang Ye snickered, and flicked a link - [This is how you want to soak in hot springs: life extension, fitness, aphrodisiac...]

Shu Wang was very speechless looking at the screen, his face blushed slowly when he saw the words, his ears were burning, he closed the door and leaned against the back of the door, and opened the title by accident...

The author has something to say: You should not fold your wings for going through doors, nor should you bow your head for fear of touching the roof, nor should you stop breathing for fear of the walls collapsing.You should not live in the grave that the dead make for the living.

——"Room" Gibran

Hope that I am crazy and hope that I will not live alone.

——Singer/Composer of "Flammable and Explosive": Chen Li; Lyricist: Shang Mengdi/Pian Ran

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