crybaby

"Honey, do you need it right away, or take a shower first?" The smell of perfume, blurred eyes, and enchanting posture allude to his body, and Lu Jian's hand slowly descends on the strange woman's waist, and there is a lot of drunkenness in his words "An evening spring night is worth a thousand gold, what are we waiting for?"

The woman's hands made her whole body hot, and she forced her body to touch the handsome man in front of her, but the man didn't make a move,

"You men are so annoying." Some dissatisfied women pursed their bright red lips, stood up hard, and looked up at the high-quality man she hunted tonight. The lighting in this hotel is specially designed to be romantic, faint The purple light is so unreal to anyone, she murmured, touching the man's outline with her slender hand, "You are so handsome, you must have someone who likes you very much."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Jian grabbed her wrist, looked darkly at the face of a woman, the touch in his arms was a woman's body, suddenly his lips curled up evilly, and with a tug of his hand, the woman's thin shirt It was torn off, revealing the snow-white skin, bending down to bite her collarbone.

"Ah!" And this kind of wild encroachment caused the pores of the woman's whole body to open excitedly, and her lips pressed against the neckline of the other party, "Honey, give it to me quickly."

The two close bodies fell on the big bed behind him. Suddenly, Feng Ye's sad expression appeared in Lu Jian's mind.

"What's the matter?" The woman put her arms around his neck, feeling a little dissatisfied with him.

Lu Jian sat beside him, tugged at his collar, took out some cash from his wallet and threw it at the woman, "Go, I'm tired."

"What!?" The woman poured cold water into her body, but seeing the gloomy face of tonight's beneficiary, the rest was impatient with no interest, so she grabbed the money and walked away on high heels.

Lu Jian heard the loud slamming of the door, took off his shirt, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

He propped himself against the wall, and the water flowed down his face, obscuring all his vision.

It was slightly bright, and in the back seat of the taxi, Lu Jian sat upright, rubbing his aching forehead, and had to go to work again in three hours, as if he wanted to go back and change clothes.

"Sir, we're here." When we came outside the community, the driver stopped the car, Lu Jian got out of the car shaking, his head was still hurting, and on the way home, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back, and he walked to the door, Pulling at the neckline, putting one arm on the door and resting his head against his forehead, taking a breath, his fingers were ready to press the doorbell, then put it down again, looked at the watch, it was past five o'clock, and took out the key to open the door by himself.

Only when the light was turned on, the living room lit up, and there was no one there. It was as clean as usual, and it seemed relieved that there were clothes in the study.

After changing his clothes, he came out and stopped at the kitchen door. He went in and turned on the lights. The cabinets were polished and everything was as usual. corner of the bag.He walked over, the black bag was tied in a knot, squatted down and hesitated to open it, as if it was the dinner Feng Ye made last night.

His face changed slightly, and he suddenly sprang up and walked quickly to the door of the room, pushing the door open and entering without hesitation.

It was just dawn at this time, the beige curtains in the room were lowered, and a faint light came in. Sitting on the bed was a slender figure with buried head. Lu Jian walked over slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hands in the air, and finally gently on his soft hair.

Feng Ye suddenly raised his head, eyes filled with tears in the dark.

"You're back, I'll make you breakfast right away." His voice was hoarse, he struggled to get up but was held down by Lu Jian.

"Ah?"

Lu Jian felt that he couldn't help it, stopped the slender body, and slowly approached, each other's breath was rising and falling between the chests, he leaned down on his lips, moved his hands around the delicate piece, and pressed down his body.

……

It was already eight o'clock, Lu Jian put on his clothes, the morning light shone in through the curtains with a trace of warmth, the person on the bed was fast asleep, with swollen dark circles under his eyes, and red nose, he bent down and kissed him.

Hearing the soft closing sound of the door, Feng Ye opened his sore eyes, touched his lips with his hands, and a pleasant smile hung on his face, it must be that he was too sensitive, Lu Jian would not want him, the crotch between the buttocks The pain was very real, and he struggled to get out of bed. The stickiness on his legs made his pale cheeks turn red.

Stumbling into the bathroom, Lu Jian's changed clothes were hung on the wall.

Feng Ye shyly took it off and hugged it in his arms, lowered his head and sniffed lightly, but frowned, the smell of Lu Jian contained a faint scent of perfume, he spread the clothes in front of his eyes with trembling hands, the bright red lips on the neckline Yin instantly made him tear his heart apart, and when he blinked his eyes lightly, tears burst out.

He took a step back in disbelief, but fell to the ground as if his thighs were torn apart, and grabbed his collar to suppress the suffocating pain.It's just that he bit his lip reluctantly, telling himself not to cry, not to cry.

After a while, he got up, turned on the faucet, filled the washbasin with water, poured laundry detergent on the lipstick on the collar, and then rubbed it desperately, the lipstick disappeared along with the red foam along the water flow , as if that lipstick mark had never appeared.

After Feng Ye wrung out his clothes, he staggered and took them to the balcony to hang them up, but this alone almost exhausted all his strength.

He didn't even dare to think about where Ah Jian went last night, and he was even more afraid that Ah Jian would show impatience towards him.

Even if the other party did something that betrayed their feelings, he would not ask about it, even if he made himself appear extremely humble, he would not be willing to separate from Ah Jian.

But even if he forcefully keeps this feeling, will Ah Jian give him a place?

This house carries all his emotions and reliance. If he really loses it, he doesn't know if he still has the courage to survive.

"Beep."

After an afternoon of autumn wind blowing on the balcony, a message came from the phone in his pocket, Feng Ye came back from the memory, touched his face, the tears were dried by the wind, took out the phone, and opened the message.

Lu Jian: Come to Vantage Restaurant at six o'clock tonight.

Feng Ye froze for a moment, sniffed his nose, tried to hold back the unceasing sadness, and bit his lips, even if Ah Jian wanted to break up with him today, he couldn't cry anymore, he couldn't act like a delicate girl.

When changing the clothes at home, I saw the photo on the mirror stage. It was the only photo of him and Lu Jian together. They were wearing white shirts, sitting back to back on the grass, with a blue sky behind them.