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Chen Mo was stunned, his heart felt as if he had been punched hard, the taste was bitter and indescribable.

He had heard the simple word of breaking up countless times before, but none of them made him feel as uncomfortable as now.

For half an hour, he didn't say anything, just stood there staring at the man next to him, all the time.

Ye Mu lowered his eyelids and did not respond, the outline of his eyebrows looked particularly tired in the dark night.

The two stood on the empty balcony, blowing the cold wind, silent to each other.

In the dark night, it seems that boundless thick ink is smeared heavily on the sky, making people feel silently oppressed and heavy.

After a long time like a century, Chen Mo moved his lips and opened his mouth first.

"Whatever you want, I don't care."

His voice was deep, and it seemed that he was speaking very difficultly, every word was stuttered, but it was surprisingly clear.

Ye Mu's eyes moved slightly, and a sour feeling welled up in his nostrils. After a long silence, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Just agree, maybe I have to say thank you to you."

Chen Mo's eyes were red, he clenched his fingers tightly, his Adam's apple slipped and said, "Thank you for what?"

There was emptiness and loneliness in Ye Mu's eyes, and he pitifully retained his remaining self-esteem, "It's nothing, it's a relief to end it so simply. To be honest, the days with you are not very pleasant."

Saying this sentence not only negates the long-term vows between the two of them, but also expresses in a disguised way that I don't like you very much, and the previous ones are just lies.

Chen Mo was so angry that his chest hurt, he stepped forward and grabbed his collar suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You bastard."

Ye Mu mournfully said: "Yes, I'm a bastard, but I don't owe you." Even if I made a mistake eight years ago, you still tricked me once eight years later, and we owe nothing to anyone.

Chen Mo lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean you don't owe me? Don't you feel any guilt about what happened back then?"

Ye Mu met his eyes, "I apologize."

Chen Mo's face darkened, and he clenched his fists suddenly, "Do you want to erase everything just by saying sorry?"

Ye Mu looked up at him, and said, "Otherwise?"

Chen Mo clenched his fists and said angrily, "At least don't take your feelings for a joke. If it's so uncomfortable to be with me, then don't hold on from the beginning."

Ye Mu stared at him with serious eyes, "I play with feelings, but what about you, don't you have other plans?"

Chen Mo didn't seem to expect him to say that, and his subordinates stopped suddenly, "What did you say?"

Ye Mu took a deep look at him, and said with pale lips, "Stop pretending, I know, you just want to have sex with me."

Chen Mo was slightly stunned, his eyes darkened, and he slowly lowered his eyelids without answering. At that moment, his throat seemed to be pinched by a hand, and he could not speak a word.

Seeing his expression, Ye Mu laughed suddenly, and pushed him away with sour eyes, "I should have thought a long time ago, how could a person who had a shadow of repulsion and aversion to homosexuality since childhood suddenly fall in love with homosexuals, that person You are right, after all, you just treated me like a duck for nothing."

Chen Mo pursed his lips, his face was heavy, "I admit that I have a different heart, but it's not so dirty."

Ye Mu endured the turbulent emotions, and looked at him with red eyes, "Is there a difference?"

Chen Mo paused, opened his mouth, but closed it silently.

He didn't want to continue arguing, it was already a dead end.

Just like he refused to forgive Ye Mu, Ye Mu also refused to forgive him. They have no reason to stay together anymore.

The strange silence made people feel extremely uncomfortable. Ye Mu bit his lip hard, trying to restrain the discomfort in his chest, and said two words, "Get out, I don't want to see you again."

Chen Mo lowered his eyes, "You will regret it."

Ye Mu was more stubborn than before, "No, never." This was the most correct decision he ever made.

Chen Mo stood there without moving for a long time, the bangs on his forehead hanging down, casting a heavy shadow on his profile, "Maybe the intention of being with you is bad, but every word I say after that Everything you do comes from the heart.”

Ye Mu supported his eyelids hard to prevent the tears from flowing out, "What's the point of saying this now."

Chen Mo swallowed, "I don't intend to redeem it, I can't help but hate you every time I think about what happened back then, but in the end, I still hope you don't think too much of me."

Ye Mu didn't return, turned his face to look outside, and wiped his eyes with his hand to make his vision less blurry.

Chen Mo took a deep look at him, took off his coat and put it on him, and walked into the back room silently with his head down.

Ye Mu remained unmoved, and stared at the night numbly, hunched over the crossbar and continued to stay on the balcony blowing the cold wind.

There was a rustling sound behind him, combined with the rubbing sound of the rollers of the box on the floor, he knew that Chen Mo was packing his luggage, perhaps because he was afraid that he would lose face and cry, he didn't turn around to look at the other party from the beginning to the end, but just insisted on choosing to carry his back. the right way.

Chen Mo opened the closet expressionlessly, folded his clothes one by one, and then stuffed them neatly into the suitcase one by one.

After finishing all this, he went to the bathroom and put away his own toiletries.

Ye Mu didn't make a sound, just quietly looked at the lights in the distance, with a lonely look on his face.

Chen Mo moved very quickly, and packed all his things in less than half an hour.

Squatting on the ground and slowly closing the zipper of the suitcase, he looked up at the man's lonely and thin back, and said with difficulty, "I'm leaving."

Those three very common words sounded so heavy for some reason.

Ye Mu's heart ached like Ling Chi, but he gritted his teeth to save face, "Let's go."

Chen Mo moved his lips dryly, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart, and walked slowly to the shoe cabinet.

Leaning over to put on his shoes, he subconsciously wanted to reach for the key on it, but unexpectedly stopped and put it back.

In the living room there is also the bouquet of more than 20 roses that he bought at the beginning, which symbolizes that he will be devoted to Ye Mu in this life. He used to think it was bright and beautiful, but now it looks so dazzling, which makes people want to cry.

Chen Mo stood up and pulled the lever, staring blankly at Ye Mufa for a while, his eyes turned red.

Are you sure, I won't come back when I leave

For a full hour, he stood straight at the door without moving.

Say something, maybe you say something, and I won't go.

Chen Mo stood at the door of the apartment with his head down, his dense and long eyelashes were covered with a layer of black, making his handsome profile look lonely.

He waited for a long time, until the early morning, but Ye Mu never turned around to look at him.

Time passed slowly, the young man seemed to be tired, his eyes were full of exhaustion, he opened the door and walked out silently.

The air was frozen, deathly silent.

"boom"

The soft sound of closing the door unexpectedly made people's ears ring.

Ye Mu pulled his lips with an ugly face, and slowly sat down on the floor with his helpless support against the wall. Perhaps because of the cold, he hugged his body and curled up.

It's already February, but the winter in Shanghai is still so cold.