triple world

Fu Yan and Gu Wensheng broke up unhappy.

It's said to be a bad breakup, but it's actually not that serious.

It's just that when Fu Yan looked at him helplessly, Gu Wensheng lowered his head and remained silent. At that moment, Fu Yan saw some strange emotions in his eyes.

"Brother, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first, and I'll be back in a few days." Gu Wen said, then turned and left.

The door of the study room opened and closed again, Gu Wensheng's back disappeared from the crack of the door, without even a bit of nostalgia, and Fu Yan's heart was emptied.

Today's weather is fine, before four o'clock, the sun's light is warm and warm, but Fu Yan, who is sitting on the sofa where the light can shine, is cold all over his body.

In the study room, it was the same as a few minutes ago, the cake pink packaging box was still casually placed in a corner, and the streamer swayed slightly with the wind, drawing a long shadow on the ground, the only thing missing was that Gu Wensheng who acted like a baby in front of Fu Yan .

Fu Yan sat blankly for a while, and then put the book in his hand aside, he couldn't read anything now, and was full of panic.

Just like yesterday, at this moment, he still doesn't know why he said that sentence just now. The situation just now didn't seem to give him any chance to touch the scene, and the originally rather ambiguous atmosphere was beaten by his simple words. loose, becoming awkward and stiff.

And Gu Wensheng's expression and attitude just now were already obvious, he was angry, his smile that disappeared suddenly and his indifferent back all showed this point.

Fu Yan covered his head in distress. He didn't want to think that talking about Fu Yang was a mistake, but he regretted saying that.

Yangyang, it's not that I don't want to think of you, it's just that this loss of control makes me very strange.

After a long time, Fu Yan reached out and pinched the small transparent spoon. There was still a little cream left on the small support at the bottom of the cake box. After hesitating for a while, he scooped up a little and put it into his mouth.

The sweet taste in memory and cognition was completely subverted, and Fu Yan's entire mouth was numb just a little bit, the bitter taste was swallowed along the throat, the desire to nausea and vomit surged up wildly, and the extreme resistance forced Fu Yan out His tears made his eyes slightly red.

Why is this happening?

Fu Yan couldn't consider whether it was a problem with his own perception or something had really changed. At this moment, he was inexplicably aggrieved.

He didn't want things to become like this, but everything was out of control, and Gu Wensheng's performance when the situation became like this made him even more uncomfortable.

Apathy and irritability.

Is it so difficult to bring up his brother?It was clear that not long ago they talked heart-to-heart all night. At that time, Gu Wensheng tried to use himself to change Fu Yan's mentality, and used his own method to give him a chance to "start over" instead of leaving directly like today.

Fu Yan stared blankly at his knees, his tears dripped onto the fabric and printed a few dark dots, which slowly faded away.

From childhood to adulthood, he seldom cried. When he was wronged and uncomfortable, he endured it and passed it. People always have to live, for themselves and for others. He is rarely so vulnerable, just because of a bitter cake ?

"I—was affected." Fu Yan said softly, scratching his shoulder, "Something is affecting me, and it is also affecting Wen Sheng, that's why we are like this."

He looked around, everything looked normal, there were no peeping eyes or strange things, what was the problem?

Fu Yan is still unclear.

He didn't find any possible problems until dusk. The only change was that he had controlled his emotions, the sudden pessimism disappeared, and when he recalled what Gu Wensheng did, he had already The other party found the reason and temporarily calmed down in his heart.

The sky was getting dark, Fu Yan didn't go out, just read a book by the desk lamp beside him.

The maid saw this scene when she opened the door. In the dim environment, there was only one light shining on the face of the young man leaning on the sofa. A halo of blurred light softened the facial features. A gentle person.

Although he was disturbed, there was no displeasure on his face, and some tiredness was hidden in his gentle expression.

"what happened?"

The maid bowed respectfully and said, "Dinner is ready."

"I'm not hungry." Fu Yan reached out and touched his stomach, "I'm going back to my room to rest, and I don't need to send anything over at night."

The maid looked a little embarrassed: "The second young master told me not to—"

"I'm tired and just want to rest." Fu Yan interrupted her, seeing his embarrassment, "He won't blame you."

He was indeed quite tired, and the meeting in the afternoon was a great joy and sorrow, which consumed most of his energy, and he was not in the mood to eat while surrounded by so many people.

The maid saw that Fu Yan frowned, so she didn't say any more, they were just servants, and they could only obey the master's decision if they couldn't be persuaded, otherwise they could only be themselves.

Moreover, the young man in front of her seemed to be tired indeed, and he was indescribably tired when he spoke: "Yes, young master."

She quickly cleaned up the things on the table, Fu Yan watched her put the remains of the cake into the box, gathered his mind and left.

Fu Yan didn't have much contact with this maid, but felt that there was a little more pity in the other's eyes, but it only disappeared in a flash, and she couldn't find her if she tried to search for her again.

On the way back to the room, no one stopped him. He locked the door and fell into the bed in peace. The soft quilt hugged his body in an instant, and he felt a little more comfortable.

In the dark environment, the lights were not turned on, and the only light came in from one side, which was the light from the garden outside.

Fu Yan lay on his stomach without moving, and suddenly felt some inexplicable feeling in his heart.

lonely.

***

In the brightly lit building, there were still people busy at midnight.

The lights in the offices belonging to those in power were still on, and no one dared to leave first.

Secretary Li made himself a cup of coffee, and looked at the closed door with some fear.

The big boss went out happily in the afternoon, and came back with a dark face. The people who went in to look for him were basically scolded. No one knew what happened. No one dared to go in at this time to seek guilt. Everyone stayed in their seats obediently, for fear that their little actions would attract the other party's attention.

Secretary Li drank the coffee in his mouth, looked at the dark night sky and sighed, the night of overtime work had just begun.

In the office, Gu Wensheng just broke his third pen.

He frowned and rubbed his temples, trying to suppress the uncontrollable anger in his heart, but the effect was not ideal, as soon as he closed his eyes, what echoed in his mind was Fu Yan's words.

He knew, knew Fu Yang's position in Fu Yan's heart. After all, he was a brother connected by blood. How could he be easily replaced by others?

Moreover, he is already dead. No matter how much effort the living person puts in, the dead person may not be able to compare with him. Gu Wensheng clearly knows Fu Yan's feelings for Fu Yang, and he has never dared to compare himself with Fu Yang. Comparing them together, Fu Yang was afraid of getting an answer he didn't expect from Fu Yan.

That being the case, it's better not to compare, so that he can comfort himself somewhat.

But gradually he couldn't bear it anymore.

Fu Yang, Fu Yang, everything is Fu Yang!

Even at that time, he would still think of Fu Yang. It was obviously the time for the two of them to get along, but he had to move out someone who had not been there for a long time. The little reverie in Gu Wensheng's heart was wiped out in an instant.

"Why?"

Yes, why?

He cared so much about Fu Yan that he almost gave up his own life. He was clearly a person who came and went freely, but he was willing to stay by his side and wanted to protect him with all his strength. Isn't that enough?

Also mentioning the names of irrelevant people during their time together?

Gu Wensheng slammed his fist on the table, the pain from his phalanx made him calm down a little, and his breathing became more stable.

In a short time, he didn't want to go back, he didn't want to see Fu Yan, and he didn't want to think of those unpleasant things when he saw him.

The joy of sharing the cake before was still there, but at this moment, there was only anger in his heart.

In the next second, Fu Yan's dazed face from a few hours ago reappeared in front of him again, as if telling him "I don't know what happened," an innocent and worried expression.

Gu Wensheng hesitated again.

After all, he still couldn't see Fu Yan's expression, and at this moment he realized that he felt distressed.

what did he do at that time

He looked at Fu Yan indifferently, and didn't give any comfort when he was flustered, leaving only an innocuous sentence and left, and slammed the door loudly to express his dissatisfaction.

Gu Wensheng's heart suddenly twitched. At that time, his brother must have been very scared too. For his sudden temper, maybe he still cried after he left.

Gu Wensheng clearly knew that Fu Yang didn't look like a cowardly person who could cry, but at this moment, he had the feeling that Fu Yan could cry.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but somehow began to regret, regretting his attitude at that time and his behavior of leaving in a hurry, which would hurt Fu Yan to a large extent.

Thinking about it now, Gu Wensheng seemed to have regained his sanity, completely unable to agree with his previous angry thoughts.

He knew how important Fu Yang was to Fu Yan, yet he wanted to deny the importance of the other party, and believed that only he should occupy Fu Yan's whole mind. This kind of thinking was a bit strange even to himself.

Even at this moment, it was a little strange to think of the joy that lasted for a long time because of the little incident of sharing the cake. At that time, he just felt that nothing could get past this.

So what happened in between?

Gu Wensheng pinched his palm, and gradually calmed down under the pressure of pain.

Right now, I'm a little bit out of sorts.