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After Feng Ye finished frying the last dish, he untied the little bear apron, and there were a few exquisite home-cooked meals on the dining table, at least in line with what he said on the surface. It always turns into a dark mess when it enters the pot.

Lu Jian also experienced a long period of time from disgust to approval.

Memories always have a bit of bitterness and sweetness, but the recent Lu Jian always ignored him intentionally or unintentionally, even sleeping on the same bed with their backs facing each other, maybe they should talk...

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door outside the living room, and Feng Ye ran out with joy on his face.

Lu Jianzheng walked into the room, tore off his tie and threw it away, then fell down on the sofa exhaustedly, rubbing his aching forehead.

"Ah, you're back."

Seeing that the other person seemed uncomfortable, Feng Ye couldn't help but feel a little worried, hurriedly strode over, was about to reach out to check if his forehead had a fever, but was blocked by Lu Jian's raised hand, a trace of boredom appeared on his handsome face, "It's okay."

Feng Ye stood a little at a loss, like a child who did something wrong, and the black eyes contained transparent water, as if they would roll down in the next second.

He was slender and thin, and at this moment he felt even more shaky.

However, Lu Jian on the sofa just looked at him coldly without saying a word. It is undeniable that this man has an extremely handsome appearance and a figure like a model. His fierce aura has developed a unique charm.

He has been getting better and better, so good that Feng Ye is getting more and more inferior.

Even after nine years of relationship, Feng Ye clearly knew that his mind was always in a passive state.

But he didn't even dare to think about whether Lu Jian loved him or not, and then imagined beauty like an ostrich.

On the eve of his graduation from university, he summoned up the courage to confess his love to Lu Jianxiu. There were many stars that night, and the lovers’ road at school was full of couples who depended on each other. Standing straight under the lamp, his handsome face seemed a little stunned by the same-sex confession, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

But Lu Jian's response made him stunned. He just thought that he should give an explanation to his love, and the rejection was expected.

Ke Lu Jian picked his chin, leaned over and asked, will you listen to me for everything?

At that time, his reaction was completely blinded, because the result he thought of might be that he was scolded as a pervert, or he turned around and left after the other party showed contempt, etc. Wait a thousand, ten thousand and so on. Case.

Later, they got together naturally. After graduation, Lu Jian found a two-bedroom apartment. When he couldn't say no, the two began to live together. But when it comes to job hunting, Lu Jian seems to be more consistent. Shunfeng, on the contrary, was himself, who was frustrated repeatedly, which made him very annoyed.

Finally, Lu Jian said, you can wait for me at home from now on.

"Ah Jian, shall we talk?" Feng Ye trembled his gradually whitening lips, he didn't want Lu Jian's current attitude, as if he was so far away from him.

With a look of panic, the extreme grievance gave way and the pupils were deep, he pulled him into his arms, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Why do you always make me feel tired."

Obviously in this person's arms, the tone was so gentle, but the never-before-seen boredom deeply stimulated every nerve of Feng Ye.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Feng Ye apologized without hesitation, his body trembling with fear, Lu Jian saw his low self-esteem and weakness, pushed him away even more impatiently, stood up, and walked towards the entrance without looking back.

Can't let him go, he'll leave me!

Feng Ye almost broke down and ran forward, and hugged him from behind in panic, now he only has him, he can't let him go, his tears burst out like pearls with broken strings, "A Jian, Ah Jian .”

"Feng Ye, let go, let me go out for a cigarette."

"Don't, don't." His tone was so cold, Feng Ye buried his head in his back, as if they couldn't be separated anymore, he shook his head desperately, but all he wanted to say, the words were stuck in his throat, The tears that flowed out also stained the other party's clothes.

"Have you had enough?" Lu Jian's face was full of disgust and impatience, he pushed his elbow back, and Feng Ye fell to the ground.

"Ah Jian!" The dishes on the table were still smoky, Feng Ye squirmed his lips, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his delicate face was full of tears, but Lu Jian didn't look at him, put on his shoes and slammed the door out.

"Ah Jian, I'm afraid..." Feng Ye sat on the cold ground and hugged his knees, "Ah Jian." He buried his head in and called softly, but found that his voice was choked in his throat, and his heart hurt so badly.

The sun was setting and the afterglow fell on Lu Jian's face. At this time, he was sitting on the bench in the garden downstairs with his head up, a cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke was lingering in the air, reminding him of the face when Feng Ye shed tears , that fair and delicate face is probably the envy of all women.

It has been the fifth year since they lived together, how they met, he has forgotten for so long, he only remembers the slender boy trembling, but pretending to be calm and telling himself: he likes him.

After taking a puff of smoke, he has never had any contact with men and women, or love between men and women, or he does not have such feelings at all. A person seems to be so lonely after graduation, so Feng Ye confessed at that time Very often, choosing such a person to live with doesn't seem to cause him any trouble, the main reason is that he listens to his own words quite well, which makes him feel quite satisfied as a man.

"Ah Jian, I love you, I love you." Lu Jian raised his hand holding the cigarette, and the smoke danced and entangled in the air.He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, remembering that sentence, Feng Ye confessed with all his strength and courage under him.

I don’t remember which night it was, he had a terrible drink with his client that night, and when he returned to the place where it seemed to be his home on a windy night, he hugged him. All men can have sex after drinking, and they have never even kissed before. That night his concentration and rationality were reduced to ashes, and they were so crazy that they merged into one. What is Feng Ye's expression? I can't remember, but I only remember that the floor was cold, my back hurt, Feng Ye's nails dug into his flesh, and he whispered in his ear, "I love you, I love you."

Lu Jian stood up, threw away the cigarette butt, extinguished the sparks with the tip of his shoe, turned and left, and a gust of wind blew away the ash.