Yan Gou

Jiang Bailu and Chris have never broken up in the past few years of their relationship, but they have had two conflicts.

The first time was when I was a sophomore in college, and the school held a photo contest with the theme of "capturing the most beautiful moments".When he first heard about it, Jiang Bailu was a little excited and moved to participate.After learning that the winner will get a huge bonus, Jiang Bailu came up with the idea of ​​the bonus again.

It's not that he lacks money, Jiang Bailu's father finds all kinds of reasons to transfer money to his bank card every month, but he is worried that he has no money to spend in the United States.On the contrary, Chris seems to be very short of money recently. Although the other party doesn't say anything, he spends more time working part-time in bars.

Since he and Chris lived together, the other party almost stopped working night shifts in bars.However, in the past two weeks, Jiang Bailu often fell asleep alone in the small apartment where they lived together, and then woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. figure.

However, the other party never mentioned to him about the lack of money.Jiang Bailu saw it silently, pretended not to know, turned around and went to find a classmate who had a good relationship with Chris, and came to inquire about Chris's recent movements.Several students were confused, Jiang Bailu couldn't find out why, so he had no choice but to let it go.

Jiang Bailu has a lot of pocket money every month, and he has never hidden this from Chris.However, the other party never mentioned the lack of money to him, obviously he didn't want to take money from Jiang Bailu.After thinking about it, Jiang Bailu finally came up with a compromise - to give Chris the prize money of the photo contest.

From that day on, Jiang Bailu was busy taking photos at school, Chris was busy working part-time in bars and coffee shops, and the time they spent together changed from very little to almost no.

After finally being able to have dinner together, Jiang Bailu has been sitting in the living room with his head down and fiddling with his camera. When Chris called him, he said without looking up: "You eat first."

Chris was a little unhappy. He had been holding back his anger for several days. He got up from the dining table and reached out to take out the camera in his hand. He flipped through the photos in the camera expressionlessly, and saw the strange and beautiful faces in the photos. Finally, he said in a dissatisfied tone: "Are you busy taking pictures of your things these days?"

"What is 'these things'?" Jiang Bailu mumbled subconsciously without noticing the change in the boy's face, raising his hand to snatch his camera back, "These photos are very important."

Chris glanced at him. "Are you ready for next week's exam?"

Jiang Bailu froze when he heard the words, and blinked guiltily, "Not yet."

Chris put the hand holding the camera behind his back and looked at him with a smile, "I confiscated the camera, and I will return it to you after the exam."

Jiang Bailu jumped up from the sofa to snatch it, with obvious urgency in his tone, "I will prepare well for the exam, but you have to give me back the camera!"

Chris was unmoved, "No."

Jiang Bailu couldn't grab the camera, so he rubbed his hands anxiously, and pretending to be honest and obedient, he leaned over to kiss the boy, looked at him with a smile and flattered him and said, "Chris, give it back to me."

The boy turned around with the camera and strode into the bedroom.

Jiang Bailu was a little annoyed, "If you don't return the camera to me, I'll move back to the dormitory."

Chris stopped walking when he heard this, and his eyes darkened a bit.After a while, the boy turned around and walked up to him, threw the camera in his hand into his arms, frowned and said coldly: "I don't even read books, I just hang around in school with your camera all day long."

Jiang Bailu was speechless for a second, and tried to reason: "Where am I idle? I came to the United States to study this major."

Chris folded his arms and sneered, "When you were leisurely taking pictures of those blond, blue-eyed, handsome men and beautiful women to feast your eyes on, other war reporters took photos of the battlefield under the artillery fire in Syria. The camera was bought with the money given by the family, you go Look at those photos of refugees in Syria, how many people have no food to eat."

Jiang Bailu closed his mouth in a daze, but saw Chris glance at him, without saying a word, he picked up the black schoolbag beside the sofa and put it on his left shoulder, and went out with a cold face.

He sat blankly on the sofa for a while, and immediately lost the thought of having dinner.Recalling the scene before Chris went out, Jiang Bailu felt a bit inexplicable, although he felt wronged.In the end, feeling depressed, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message in the chat group on social software, complaining in a tone of sigh and sigh: "Sure enough, men are big pigs. When you don't catch up, you will be courteous to you. If you catch up It’s starting to show its true colors.”

Allen quickly replied: "Baby, you can't blame the man. The harder it is to catch, the more cherish and care it will get. The easier it is to catch the opposite is the opposite. It can only be said that you are not strong enough , promised too quickly."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

Allen said again, "But I'm not a big pig's hoof, my sweetheart, why don't you think about kicking Chris and throwing yourself into my arms."

Logan's message popped up right after, "Alan, be careful, I'll take a screenshot for Chris to see."

Allen was angry, "My God, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

Allen finally realized that he was off topic, and asked instead: "So, my sweetheart, did you quarrel with Chris?"

Jiang Bailu narrated the whole incident concisely.

Allen comforted him solemnly, and stood on his side with great loyalty and spared no effort to criticize Chris. By the way, he did not forget to sell himself to Jiang Bailu, and tried his best to poach Chris's corner.

Jiang Bailu joked a few words with him, and then went offline depressed.When Alan and Logan were still online, Alan abruptly made a thoughtful expression on his chin, and typed a sentence immediately after that, with a bit of interest between the lines, "I guess, if If Jiang didn't shoot so many blondes, Chris might not be so angry."

After hesitating for a long time, he still called Chris twice.However, no one picked up the phone until the busy tone in my ear ended.Jiang Bailu was a little uneasy, and even immediately planned to go to the bar to find Chris.

However, when he walked to the entrance and the palm of his right hand had already grasped the doorknob, he calmed down instantly.Putting on a nonchalant expression, he turned and went back to the bedroom, slowly took out the changed pajamas, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed as usual.

It's just that the state of tossing and turning in bed in the middle of the night betrayed him.Jiang Bailu closed his eyes to hypnotize himself, but his mind was so clear that he didn't feel sleepy at all.He hugged the quilt and sat up in boredom, carelessly rubbing the messy short hair on the top of his head, feeling a little aggrieved inexplicably in his heart.

Apart from anything else, he got up from the bed, and Jiang Bailu stuffed the camera into his schoolbag with some confidence and aggression, opened his mobile phone and bought a ticket to Syria, took a screenshot of the ticket information and sent it to Chris, and then went straight out. Take a taxi to the direction of the airport.

However, what he didn't expect at the time was that Chris didn't deliberately not answer the call.The other party was just so angry before going out at night that he forgot to take his mobile phone out.Therefore, when Chris came back from get off work in the middle of the night and didn't see Jiang Bailu's figure on the bed in the bedroom, his first reaction was to pull the door of the closet with a sullen face.

When he saw that Jiang Bailu's clothes were still intact hanging in the closet, the boy's expression softened a little, and he turned around and went to the sofa in the living room to take out his mobile phone.However, in the next second, when he saw the ticket information sent by Jiang Bailu on his mobile phone, his face was as black as a pan, and he grabbed the mobile phone and slammed the door out almost angrily, and took a taxi to the airport to chase people without stopping.

Five minutes later, the boy called Jiang Bailu in the taxi. After the call was connected, Jiang Bailu showed a repulsive feeling that he didn't want to talk to Christo. Hang up the phone.

Chris looked at the black screen of the mobile phone and became restless, urging the driver to hurry up with a cold face, but when he arrived at the airport, he was still a step late, and heard the news of the flight departure above his head impartially.The boy immediately went to the ticket window to buy the nearest flight to Syria, but was suddenly grabbed by his arm from behind.

While turning his head impatiently, he quickly asked in English: "Is there something wrong?"

But in the next second, he saw Jiang Bailu who was supposed to be sitting on the plane at this time.Chris's tense shoulders instantly relaxed, and the worry in his heart disappeared, replaced by the tumbling fear and anger intertwined.

He raised one arm and tightly strangled Jiang Bailu's neck. While leading the people outside the airport hall, he lowered his head to his ear. Outsiders looked like they were rubbing each other's ears, but in fact they were quite angry. In a low voice, he said harshly: "Jiang Bailu, you still have an hour to think about how you will make up for me in the second half of the night."

There was no suspense, after Jiang Bailu was taken back in the middle of the night, he was naturally pinned down on the bed and given a good fuck.

After the job was over, Jiang Bailu sank into the pillow and drowsy with eyelids drooping, but Chris pinched his cheeks to prevent him from sleeping, pressed on his body and asked in a low voice, "Why did you take pictures of those people? "

Jiang Bailu yawned with his eyes closed, and replied in a daze, "Participate in the competition."

Chris let go of his hand, and turned to wipe away the physical tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. He lowered his head to his ear, and his lips gently rubbed his ear bone, "You don't need to take pictures of them, I'll take pictures for you, you take my picture to compete."

On Christmas two months later, when Jiang Bailu happily gave the competition bonus as a Christmas gift to his poor boyfriend, he received an expensive SLR lens from his poor boyfriend.

Jiang Bailu's first reaction was stunned, he didn't even know where his boyfriend got the money from.However, in the next second, he recalled the time when Chris went to the bar every day to work the night shift two months ago.

At that time, he was even a little angry because Chris was dissatisfied with him playing with the camera all day.

Jiang Bailu hesitated for a second between laughing at Chris as a rich young man who clearly disliked his behavior of playing with the camera but still doing such a slap in the face like giving away the camera lens, and jumping up to give Chris a big hug. Throwing the exquisite packaging box of the lens on the sofa, he rushed over and hugged the other party with red eyes.

As for after that, not only did he not get the same emotional feedback from his poor boyfriend, but he was pinched by the waist and held in his arms by the other party, raising his eyebrows and curling his lips, saying what a big thing, and he could be moved to tears. It is really useless and so on. Egret was so speechless that he couldn't bear to mention it again.