please stop teasing

He had a lot of things he wanted to say to Li Yue, about concealment, about his own thoughts, but Li Yue seemed to be affected by the cold winter, his whole body and his heart were covered with a thin layer of ice, There was a sharp distance between the two of them.

There is a conclusion that is true, the better the temper on weekdays, the more doting on you, the more overwhelmed and difficult to speak when angry.

Li Yue was all too familiar with the temperature of the people behind him. Even though Li Yue's thoughts were resisting, his body instinctively responded to Chang. When Fu Chang leaned over, his back involuntarily relaxed.

But in the next second, Li Yue straightened his back again, and even stretched out his hand to break Fu Chang's fingers: "Let go."

"You are not allowed to go," Fu Chang put his face on it, "You will sleep here tonight."

Li Yue's strength is so great that Fu Chang can't match it at all. Fu Chang gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and poured all the strength of his body into his hands. How to break up, just don't let go.

He couldn't let go, whether he was unreasonable or lost his demeanor, he had no choice but couldn't bear Li Yue getting further and further away from him.

Li Yue even took a few breaths. He looked at the hands around his waist that were so hard that they turned red, and his inner feelings were extremely complicated.

This contest seemed to have come to an end, Fu Chang's nose fluttered, his mouth opened and he breathed calmly: "Yue Yue, my hand hurts so much."

"...Then let go!"

Fu Chang pursed his lips and said nothing.

Li Yue put his palms on Fu Chang's arms, turned around in Fu Chang's arms forcibly, and then put his hands on Fu Chang's shoulders again, pushing him away.

I was too passive in that posture just now, it is much easier to push Fu Chang away like this now.

Fu Chang really didn't know what to do. He could only stubbornly bury his face on Li Yue's chest with a little strength, and hug him tightly. During the relationship with Li Yue, Li Yue It was often the one who acted like a baby. He had tried the method of acting like a baby just now, but Li Yue was completely unmoved.

He also wanted to explain, but at least Li Yue had to calm down first, so that he could have the mood to listen to his explanation.

"Are you so interesting!" Li Yue asked.

Fu Chang's shoulders trembled, and his whole body trembled. He said sorry over and over again in front of Li Yue's chest, and Li Yue let out a foul breath: "Enough."

Fu Chang raised his face. There was a layer of black under his eyes, his lips were white, and he could still see the traces of chapping. His face was not very good-looking, and his whole body revealed a kind of weakness: "The more you..."

"Can you stop making trouble like this!" Li Yue raised his eyebrows, his tone full of unconcealable anger.

Fu Chang's lips trembled, his teeth were pressed against his lower lip, his eyes were flushed, and his voice was very soft: "Then what do you want me to do?"

He yelled at him again, Fu Chang took a breath uncontrollably, tightened his fingers, and forced his eyes open to look at Li Yue.

"What can I ask you to do?" Li Yue snorted, with a sarcastic tone, "You are so powerful, you can play with people in the palm of your hand with any trick, is it not easy to hook someone? How can I make you..."

The next words disappeared in Li Yue's throat, and he stared blankly at Fu Chang.

Fu Chang trembled violently, his eyes became red and filled with tears, he stared at Li Yue blankly, his face was frighteningly pale.

"I... who do I want to hook..." Fu Chang's voice was hoarse and erratic, tears streaming down his face, "It's all easy... isn't it?"

"I……"

"You mean it, don't you?"

Li Yue didn't speak, Fu Chang twitched the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile, and gradually let go of his hands: "...OK."

He dropped a word of unknown meaning, dragged to the bedside, pulled the quilt over his head, turned sideways, arched his legs together, bit his arm with his teeth, and intermittently escaped from his throat. tiny whimpers.

With a "click", the door closed.

Only then did Fu Chang let go of his mouth, embraced the pillow, buried his face in it, his shoulders trembled, and his crying became louder.

Li Yue scratched his hair irritably. He also knew that what he said was too much, but he couldn't hold back just now.

Li Yue stretched his arms and slumped on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He just has a thorn in his heart, he can accept a lot, whether external resistance or parents' refusal, he doesn't think it's a problem, but he can't accept Fu Chang's insincere feelings towards him, he can't accept Fu Chang's insincerity. Often lie to him.

Everyone else can, but Fu Chang can't.

The more Li Yue thought about it, the more upset he felt. There was no equipment in the guest room, and it was so cold that he couldn't even find a quilt.

"Tuk Tuk."

Li Yueteng sat up suddenly, couldn't help swallowing, and quickly got out of bed to open the door.

Fu Chang stood outside the door with bare feet, holding the quilt in his hand and stuffing it into Li Yue's arms, his voice was very hoarse when he spoke, "The guest room is cold, don't freeze."

After Fu Chang finished speaking, he took a step back and closed the door behind him.

Looking at the closed door, Li Yue suddenly felt that he was not a thing.

No one slept well that night.

Li Yue got up early, and when he went to the kitchen to make breakfast, he saw the food in the microwave.

Li Yue reheated the things calmly, turned around and opened the refrigerator.

Boiled chicken, sea bass in sauce, and smooth tofu are all my favorite dishes.

Li Yue pursed his lips, and stood in front of the refrigerator without moving for a long time.

With a sound of "beep", Li Yue finally turned around. He took out his things, put on his apron, took a bowl of noodles, and put it on the table. After struggling for a while, he finally walked to Fu Chang's door.

It's already eight o'clock, Li Yue thought, if he doesn't wake up, he won't be able to catch up with work time.

Li Yue knocked on the door twice, but no one answered.

He pressed the doorknob: "Get up..."

The quilt on the bed was well folded, and the person was no longer there.

At that moment, Li Yue felt as if his heart was empty.

Just like this empty room.

Grandma felt a little strange, she glanced at the time: "Why hasn't Xiaofu come back today? It's already seven o'clock!"

Li Yue smiled stiffly: "Maybe he's working overtime."

"Call and ask." Grandma said.

"It's common for their company to work overtime." Li Yue explained.

"Ask what's wrong?" Grandma said, "Is there a piece of your meat missing or something?"

It's not that Li Yue didn't think about calling and sending messages during the day. On the contrary, he had the urge to call every once in a while, but he resisted it.

Because he felt that even if he called, Fu Chang would not answer it.

Under the pressure of grandma, Li Yue still pressed the phone.

To Li Yue's surprise, Fu Chang quickly picked it up.

"You, where are you?" Li Yue asked.

There was nothing unusual about Fu Chang's voice other than a little hoarse: "Outside, come back later tonight."

"Oh..." Li Yue suddenly didn't know what else to say.

Fu Chang: "If it's okay, I'll hang up."

"Ah good."

Wei Daman had a clear expression on his face: "He beat him?"

"Ah."

Wei Daman finally understands, anyway, whenever these two guys have conflicts, it will definitely be good for him.

He couldn't help but agree to being called out in this cold weather. After all, Fu Chang's condition today was really bad. Look at it, let Fu Chang run to the bar alone, maybe something will happen.

Wei Daman's drinking capacity has always been shameful, so he ordered orange juice, looked at Fu Chang's whiskey glass after glass, couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to stop him: "I said you've had enough, isn't it just a quarrel? Like martyrdom."

Fu Chang leaned on the back of the chair, let out a breath, his eyes were already half drunk: "Daman, do you think I'm really wrong?"

Wei Daman: "Everyone has his own way, and we can't say you are wrong."

Fu Chang smiled lightly, and lightly tapped the table with his white and slender fingertips: "I did play tricks, Daman, I'm actually, I'm really afraid of those things that are not accurate, I think, this There is nothing in the world that cannot be quantified, and the same goes for feelings, which can also be opened up and measured on a scale.”

Wei Daman nodded: "You say, I'll just be a bosom brother."

"At the beginning, he was a college student who had no money and was forced to sell himself. He needed money, and I gave it to him. He had no choice but to stay with me because of money. Later, he needed a chance, and I gave it to him. So he was grateful to me and was very moved. I knew in my heart that his favor for me really rose very quickly at that time... Daman, I don’t think I’m wrong. Calculate, he will not be able to leave me..."

Wei Daman: "Then why are you crying now?"

Fu Chang wiped his eyes and said nothing.

"You just love to be brave," Wei Daman fumbled out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and threw it in front of Fu Chang, "You speak so much of yourself, you are not a saint, Fu Chang, think about it for yourself, why do you want to Start 'calculating' him?"

Fu Changhong looked at him with a pair of rabbit-like eyes.

Wei Daman felt bad: "Tell me, you don't have any meetings with others today, you just stay in the office, what kind of contact lenses are you wearing? I didn't know how to take them off when I came out for a drink. Is it because I'm afraid I'll steal your limelight? What's the matter? It's all right now, it's an inflammation."

Fu Chang: "...can you be a little sympathetic, I'm already like this and you're still burying me."

"You don't allow people to talk about your flaws? Fu Chang, you can only fool yourself. Didn't you start lying to him because you were tempted before him? You said you wanted him to leave I don't want to leave you, but in my opinion, you put your emotions into it, spent your money, and your energy, and the relationship between the two of you is even more inseparable from him."

Fu Chang insisted stubbornly: "You don't understand."

Wei Daman squinted at him: "I don't know you yet? You just don't feel safe, and you still have such a virtue after a long time! You haven't made any progress."

Fu Chang stared at the glass in a daze, and moved his lips for a long time before saying: "My sense of security is him...but, but he doesn't want me..."

He said something so serious, "it's easy to hook anyone", he almost said "you go find someone else".

Fu Chang poured himself another glass of wine, Wei Daman looked at his lonely and pitiful look, and couldn't say anything serious: "Then when do you plan to go back?"

Fu Chang's eyes wandered: "Go back? Can't go back, he doesn't want to see me, doesn't want to stay in the same room with me, the guest room is cold, he is willing to sleep in the master bedroom only if I don't go back."

Wei Daman almost didn't bring it up: "You really know how to love others, so why don't you feel sorry for me? Wouldn't it be cool if I went out to drink with you?"

This differential treatment, as expected, boyfriends and friends are different.

"Are you lying to him just now when you told him you'd go back later?" Wei Daman asked.

Fu Chang nodded.

Wei Daman: "He fell out with you because you lied to him. Not only do you not change now, but you continue to cheat. Aren't you adding fuel to the fire?"

The corners of Fu Chang's mouth curled up, and he gave a very shallow smile, his eyes were not bright: "Anyway, I'm a liar in his eyes, and it's not bad this time, besides, he won't care if I don't go back. "