May there be no time to turn back

"Guan Xiao asked me to talk to you again." Tang Feng explained the reason for coming uninvited like this, his words lacked emotion, and became cold and threatening.

"Oh." Chang He replied simply, feeling at a loss for a while.

"Where's the person who lives here?" Tang Feng looked over Chang He and looked behind her, there was nothing there.

"He went to the staff dormitory arranged by the bar." Chang He said truthfully.

"It seems that the bar is very profitable, and it can even out the money to provide accommodation."

"No, it's not enough to make ends meet." Chang He smiled wryly, "It was originally a side job for the boss, and it meant entertainment more than making money."

The two chatted a little far away, Tang Feng didn't pick up the conversation, and an extremely awkward silence began to fill the air.

"I'll get you some water." Chang He carefully broke the silence and walked towards the kitchen.

"No need." Tang Feng retorted, frowning and looking at the cartoon porcelain cups on the coffee table. In the restrained style of the whole room, the red heart pattern on the cups seemed abrupt and inconsistent.

Since Gong Yaochen returned to Changhe's life, the inherent relationship between Changhe and Tang Feng was destroyed.Although Tang Feng is kind and enthusiastic, and his private life is neat and full of quality, he doesn't agree with the overly explicit publicity of his true feelings. In his eyes, this kind of performance is vulgar, and he disdains to clamor for love through various details .As for the so-called happy and harmonious world of two people, there is no need to create an uproar for everyone to know.He has deep feelings for Chang He, and this feeling has always been quiet, even so ethereal and impermanent that it is difficult to detect.

Gong Yaochen was totally different, he couldn't hide his joy.During the period of staying at Chang He's house, the main tone of Tang Feng's carefully designed interior was messed up by anti-guest, but it unexpectedly gave birth to a warm feeling.Trendy coats of different thicknesses are randomly placed on the back of the sofa, apparently left unused for a long time, and too many folds formed due to stacking.The simple cool-colored cotton mop was replaced with a creative product with an exaggerated and dazzling shape, which looks very thick and bulging.A cheap guitar was leaning against the wall, and a snow-white porcelain vase stood quietly on the bay window, with a few bouquets of fiery red roses protruding from the mouth of the vase, blooming a rich fragrance.The monochromatic water cup that once fit the style of the coffee table seems to have been put away in the kitchen by Chang He, and the replaced cartoon porcelain cup lacks aesthetic feeling and is very eye-catching.It seems that Gong Yaochen gave Changhe a lot of gifts according to his own preferences, and replaced the slightly sophisticated daily necessities that did not belong to Changhe's own style.

Perhaps it was because Gong Yaochen was so shy in his pocket, and Chang He continued to support his life indifferently, that Gong Yaochen was more committed to winning Chang He's favor, running around tirelessly to satisfy her little joy, willing to bow his head Pride.Such a move is a bit of a foul, and the lethality is huge, it is difficult to resist to the end.As for Tang Feng, who is full of artistic atmosphere, regardless of his arrogance and aloofness, he will definitely not be exactly the same as Gong Yaochen.It could have killed him.

However, he was extremely envious of Gong Yaochen's unrestrained and unrestrained nature, and he couldn't help but feel great jealousy and inferiority complex in his heart.

Chang He took out the plain cup from earlier, filled it with warm water and placed it gently in front of Tang Feng.He didn't drink.

Things that belonged to Gong Yaochen were piled up scattered everywhere as far as he could see, destroying the harmonious structure and disturbing Tang Feng's aesthetics, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Since he has a place to go, why bother you." Tang Feng said with faint dissatisfaction.

"The dormitory environment is poor, which affects the creative inspiration." Chang He subconsciously excused Gong Yaochen, "He always hopes to become famous overnight. Although it is a bit unrealistic, it is certainly a good thing that the dream is still there." Smiling, "He is young, it's really rare that he still retains the aggressiveness and desperate courage that we have lost long ago, I am very envious." With emotion like this, he pointed to the closed door of the guest room, "So I vacated it for him, Hope it helps him in some way.”

Seeing that Gong Yaochen was not actually in the same room as Chang He, Tang Feng's hostility towards him slightly eased.

"I'm sorry that day, I couldn't explain clearly to you." Chang He said slowly, "He was just staying overnight, and I didn't mean to get back together with him."

Tang Feng looked at Chang He's frowning brows and sighed helplessly.

"Since there is no destiny for the future, why bother to be entangled to increase troubles." Tang Feng said lightly, seemingly no longer complaining about the chaos caused by Gong Yaochen, "I will help you these days, pack his things, let him Take him back to the dormitory."

Chang He shook his head without thinking: "He is in trouble, I will always help him. What's more, the debt he owed is not fully paid off, and the dormitory is very easy to be blocked for recovery. How can we drive him away?"

Tang Feng looked at Chang He with a strange expression, as if he was at a loss for her persistence.

"Why do you need to help this? Is his existence so important to you?"

"I loved him deeply, Tang Feng. Since this kind of emotion exists, it should be freely admitted rather than covered up."

Tang Feng held his breath and frowned, he was a little suffocated by Chang He's sudden confession.

"It's not easy to meet like this. There are so many people. It's a great blessing to find someone who can put my feelings on. I cherish the time with him very much." Chang He said seriously, not as if he was joking, " Unfortunately, it turns out that we are not the destined people in each other's lives, we can't live forever, we can only wish each other well and be safe."

"The most important thing you should do is to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. From then on, the other party's happiness, anger, sorrow and joy have nothing to do with you." Tang Feng said bluntly.

"No," Chang He didn't want to do this, "If you love someone deeply, even if you are deeply hurt by the other person, you still don't want to lose his news. Once he is in danger, maybe you will block the slander for him." Bullets."

She turned her distant gaze to Tang Feng: "I hope you can understand my feelings. It's not for being together, nor for expressing any kind of intention, but simply, to make him live better. Go and help as much as you can."

"I'm sorry." Tang Feng stood up in a huff, without looking at Chang He, his words became colder, "It's been a pleasure getting along with you, but let's stop here." He went straight to the door, ready to leave up.

"Tang Feng!" Chang He stopped him, "Please give me some time, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm in a mess right now."

"No need." Tang Feng did not turn his head, only leaving Chang He a back view, "What else should I consider? This is your choice, and I respect your choice. Goodbye, no, please allow me to meet later Indefinitely. This time, I will not come back."

The door closed in front of Chang He, leaving only extreme silence.

For a while, Chang He hung his head and said nothing, tightly twisting the hem of his clothes with both hands.Afterwards, she gradually relieved herself, leaned back on the sofa, and raised her eyes.

Those eyes looked empty and lifeless under the dim light. She didn't shed tears, but she was enduring some complicated emotions, and she looked depressed and desolate.

She stared at the door intently, as if Tang Feng stayed behind that door and did not go far.But in fact, Tang Feng had left for a long time, and the only thing left with her was the cold air.And she didn't move for a long time, like a statue, time flowed slowly from her body, without disturbing a single sound.

The cramped single dormitory was littered with debris by Gong Yaochen, making it look like a disaster scene.He curled up and nestled into the only piece of pure land on the bed, took out the living expenses given by Changhe under the pillow, and counted it carefully.

Someone knocked on the door, and Gong Yaochen got up in confusion to answer. The person who came was Tang Feng who had met once at Chang He's house.

They didn't like each other very much, Tang Feng's face was as cold as an iceberg, and Gong Yaochen reluctantly nodded his head expressionlessly as a greeting.

"Changhe gave it to you?" Tang Feng frowned when he caught a glimpse of the half-counted banknote in Gong Yaochen's hand.

"None of your business?!" Gong Yaochen put his hands holding the banknotes behind his back, peeking out the look of disdain in Tang Feng's eyes, he couldn't help but speak out angrily, "What are you doing here? Do you want to fight? "A look of wariness.

Tang Feng shook his head flatly, without any murderous aura on his body: "Can I come in?"

Gong Yaochen looked at him suspiciously for a long time, puzzled.But he still compromised by taking a step back to get out of the way, pointed to the room with his chin, and signaled Tang Feng to enter.

Tang Feng stepped in and closed the door with his backhand.