why do you like me

081 break up

The golden retriever stood up from the back seat.Before being pushed away by Jiang Chuan, Cheng Jing licked the corner of his lips, and there was a kind of nostalgia in the soft touch.

"Cheng Jing, you..."

Jiang Chuan pushed Cheng Jing away, but his hand was still holding onto Cheng Jing's arm.In the dark night, I couldn't see anything clearly, I only saw the twinkling eyes of the boy who was close at hand.Cheng Jing leaned over and wanted to continue kissing, but Jiang Chuan finally held his chin one step ahead of time, and hugged him in an extremely awkward position.I want to push it away, but I can't bear it.Angry, confused, extremely helpless.

Cheng Jing laughed in his arms, making her chest itch.

"Jiang Chuan, you like me so much." Cheng Jing whispered in his ear, "However, Jiang Xing didn't lie to you. I wanted to break up with you...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have confessed my love to you." You have been so long, you have been sad for so long.

There are thousands of troops in his mind, and they all swung their big knives and pierced Jiang Chuan's heart. He was swept away by anger and grievance: "Now... do you regret it?"

"Ah."

"Regret being with me?"

"Ah."

Responding lightly, Cheng Jing pushed Jiang Chuan away and sat down in the passenger seat.He was a little drunk, but his mind was too sober, soberly aware of the lethality of his words now.

The last person he wanted to hurt was Jiang Chuan, but he did.He turned his head and looked at Jiang Chuan's angry and red eyes in the dark night, knowing that the arrow had pierced himself and then pierced Jiang Chuan's chest.

The night is so good that no one will find this blood-stained wound.

"You don't have to think that Yan Qingshu used you to blackmail me." Cheng Jing continued indifferently, "Nan Xiangjun didn't know Xi Yun back then, so he wouldn't have been involved. You too, if you didn't know me... It has nothing to do with all of this. The cost of treating Jiang Xing back then should be my compensation to your family."

He deliberately made Jiang Chuan misunderstand his relationship with Yan Qingshu. Anyway, if he inquired a little, everyone would give ambiguous answers.But Cheng Jing couldn't say it so bluntly... just these words were enough to break the relationship between the two of them.

On the way back to the hotel, Jiang Chuan didn't speak any more, and drove the car fast and hurriedly, as if the two of them could die together in the next second.Cheng Jing was also silent, looking at Jiang Chuan's expression from the rearview mirror for a long time.

He holds everything about Yan Qingshu in his hands now, and Yan Qingshu will not let go easily, not to mention the past affairs of Cheng Yumin and Nie Yizhi.It was not easy for Jiang Chuan to have everything he has now, and Jiang Chuan didn't want him to be involved.

At the entrance of the hotel, Cheng Jing and Jiang Chuan got out of the car one after the other, and the golden retriever also jumped out.Before the two of them could say anything, the waiter in the hotel had already walked up to Cheng Jing and said, "Mr. Yan has fallen asleep in the room. Let us wait downstairs for your return."

Cheng Jing: "..."

He turned his head and saw Jiang Chuan's face was livid.

Yan Qingshu put on such a cooperative posture, Cheng Jing couldn't show any soft-heartedness at this time, so he nodded to the waiter, and then said to Jiang Chuan: "It was too fast just now, you have to be careful when you go back."

He patted the golden retriever's head, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you for taking care of yoyo."

He no longer looked at Jiang Chuan's expression, turned around and walked into the hotel.

Yan Qingshu had indeed fallen asleep, sleeping in the guest room.Cheng Jing sat down on the sofa and curled up into a ball exhaustedly.The golden retriever came over and put his head on his knees, his eyes were wet.

"Yoyo," Cheng Jing looked at the golden retriever, "I'm too bad."

Tears rolled down unexpectedly, and he couldn't recover for a long time, sitting like this, his whole body was eroded by pain.The golden retriever didn't move, just looked at him eagerly, plunged into his arms for a while, wagging its tail.

Yan Qingshu walked out of the guest room, the hangover made him have a splitting headache, and his feet felt fluttering.Just about to stagger to take a bath, a voice seemed to come out of the ground: "Be careful, don't step on me."

Yan Qingshu lowered his head to look for it, and saw Cheng Jing sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, with a computer on his bent lap, and a sleepy golden retriever with half-open eyes lying beside him.

The curtains were closed tightly, and there was no light in the room. Yan Qingshu sat down beside him, glanced at the overlapping data graphs on the computer screen, and looked at Cheng Jing from the corner of his eyes.Cheng Jing's skin was very fair, he hadn't slept all night, his eyelids were blue, and his complexion looked a little sick.

With a remnant of alcohol in his body, he leaned over: "Didn't you catch up with Jiang Chuan?"

"Divided." Cheng Jing turned sideways expressionlessly, a little further away from Yan Qingshu, but the computer screen was facing Yan Qingshu, and said: "Currently the top 100 active live broadcast platforms in the mainland, the data has been produced. The previous competition For the promoted players, I also calculated the stickiness between them and the fans, and if they are recruited, the loss of users for the game represented by Nie Mingting will be..."

Yan Qingshu was not listening, looked at Cheng Jing who was talking about work with his eyes down, and said, "Your soul is gone."

Cheng Jing paused, and then said: "Games are Nie Mingting's last big head. But now that the market share of mobile games is getting bigger and bigger, the timing of his entry is already one step behind because of us. The original agent now appears. If he loses money, we won’t win the live broadcast, and he will have no money-making projects in his hands... He wants to get married and get support through government channels, do you want revenge?"

Yan Qingshu sighed lightly.When I was young, I proved success or failure by snatching women, but now I feel too stupid.Yan Qingshu didn't answer, but still looked at Cheng Jing's exhausted state of mind, and said, "I'll leave the game to you in the future?"

Cheng Jing glanced at him, didn't say anything, put the computer on the floor, and put his hand on the center of his eyebrows: "I'm going to bed first, and I will go to the club at noon to do a post-match analysis."

After sitting like this for a whole night, without even changing my posture, now I stand up precariously.Yan Qingshu stretched out his hand to give him a hand, but Cheng Jing suddenly shouted like a frightened bird: "yoyo!"

The golden retriever lying on the ground stood up abruptly, rushed over and bit Yan Qingshu's wrist, and if Cheng Jing gave another order, it would bite it off directly.

Yan Qingshu was taken aback: "...you are really vigilant."

Knowing that she had overreacted, Cheng Jing didn't apologize, picked up the landline to call the hotel housekeeper, told them to come and take the dog for cleaning and care, and then went straight into the room.

Tired all night, but he still can't fall asleep, so he can only rest with his eyes closed.My mind was buzzing, and when I closed my eyes, it was full of Jiang Chuan.Bit by bit of the past, very vague memory, but he remembered the sense of security that those words and actions brought him.The only sense of security he felt in this world, the person who regarded him as his life, abandoned it with his own hands.

When these memories faded away, Xie Jiayu's appearance came up again.The recurrence of depression was too cruel, Cheng Jing curled up in pain, hugged the quilt tightly, tears flowed uncontrollably.Lying half asleep for a while, the body was very tired, but the nerves were clear, Cheng Jing glanced at the time, it was already past twelve, and almost all the club members woke up.

Jiang Chuan didn't sleep well either.

He sent Cheng Jing back to the hotel, but he didn't leave immediately. He stayed in the lobby for a while, looking for an opportunity to chat with the person on duty.He just wasn't reconciled and didn't believe Cheng Jing's words.He knew Cheng Jing's methods too well, especially the methods of lying.But after chatting with others for a long time, he knew that Cheng Jing had lived here for almost two years. Although Yan Qingshu didn't come every day, he would come here at least once a week. It's normal to stay overnight.

Jiang Chuan couldn't stand listening any longer, so he raised his leg and left.

Except for business trips, he either stays at the company to work overtime or drinks at Nanxichi, and rarely returns to his residence.At the moment, irritable and depressed, I don't want to work and I don't want to meet people, so I went back to my home, a high-tech house with two floors.

After having such a quarrel with Jiang Xing two years ago, he moved out of Miguo Street.Most of the things were thrown away, except for the books and the two marriage certificates that cost "huge sums of money".He didn't think the act of engraving the marriage certificate was ridiculous. Later, when he met Wei Zhan, he saw that the ring Wei Zhan was wearing was very unique, so he inquired about the brand and ran over to make a pair.The design was based on the tattoos on his body. The two strands of C and J are twisted together. It is simple and low-key, and only he understands the meaning. He thinks that Cheng Jing will definitely like it when he sees it.

Jiang Chuan went into the house, and then went into the study by a ghost, where there was also a piano.

Of course he can't play the piano, but Cheng Jing can.He likes it very much, and hopes that when he sees Cheng Jing again, these things he prepared will make Cheng Jing happy.

At that time, he was only reconciled, unwilling to live under others and be slaughtered by others.Unlike now, wronged and angry.Jiang Chuan sat in the study for a while, got up to take a shower, turned off the lights and went to sleep, all the past was tumbling in his mind.He was very serious, but his seriousness turned into a joke because of Cheng Jing's "regret".

When Jiang Chuan woke up, he was still a little tired.I simply got some food, looked for the car keys before going out, saw the ring on my hand, thought about it, and took it off.

When I arrived at the company, the assistant girl had a smile on her face, but when she saw Jiang Chuan's expression and empty fingers, she was in a bad mood: "Boss, boss...are you divorced?"

Jiang Chuan went straight into the office without saying a word, and didn't even attend the morning meeting.The assistant struggled all morning, and said in the group of girlfriends: "Our boss is handsome, rich and super infatuated. I have been with him for so long, and I have always watched him stay alone in the empty boudoir. He has never been ambiguous with any woman. This is going to divorce me. How can you still believe in love!"

Best friend A: "The girl who has the closest relationship with your boss is you, your chance has come!"

Best friend B: "Don't flirt with women, flirt with men, you are still too naive."

Best friend C: "I'm more concerned about whether your boss really relies on women for his position. After all, even our BOSS recommended his translated books, which are easy to understand and of good quality."

Assistant girl: "I regard the boss as a male god!!!"

Feeling something was wrong, looking back to see Jiang Chuan staring at him with a paper cup of instant coffee, the assistant threw the phone away in fright.

Jiang Chuan hurriedly caught her, with a look of disgust on his face: "Sitting here can scare you out of your wits, you really can't do bad things."

He knew that the assistant was gossiping about him, but he didn't look at the chat content. He put the phone in front of the girl and said, "The coffee is gone, this is the only cup left."

"That's mine...yours is a handmill..."

"Then you drink it yourself."

Jiang Chuan raised his legs and walked to his office.

The assistant lay on the table and sighed, but the boss only complained today, the style of painting is too wrong.I stopped chatting, ground a cup of coffee and took it in, but saw that the boss's computer page was Weibo, and it was someone else's homepage.

Jiang Chuan was looking at the documents, and the computer was next to him. His assistant glanced at the homepage and muttered, "sheep? The one who plays games... Boss, have you accepted any projects related to e-sports?"

"You know sheep?"

"Master, I've heard that the operation and tactics are very powerful."

"Based on your bronze-level operation, can you tell how good others are?"

The assistant grinned, and now she really hoped that the boss would make more complaints.The more the boss complains, the better the mood.

Jiang Chuan is a cheap hand. He logged into Weibo to search for Cheng Jing's account, and saw that Cheng Jing had posted several Weibo posts in the early morning. There was no nonsense, and they were all data maps.In a blunt mood, she knew that Cheng Jing hadn't slept all night.He didn't know if it was because of Cheng Jing's insomnia, or because the e-sports industry had a rule of analyzing data on the day the game ended.I looked through the comments a few times, but felt something was wrong.

At this moment, I saw the assistant understand a little bit, so I asked: "Why did sheep post these data? Generally, shouldn't it be classified as confidential content?"

"Sheep didn't explain it positively. He didn't do interviews or anything other than the competition. However, the manager of their team seemed to complain once. Sheep heard it and said, 'Scholar can get it, it's still the same It’s a top student, it’s okay to share some data.”

Jiang Chuan smiled, and the assistant continued: "Sheep is indeed a master of learning. These data are all public, but he really didn't lose a few games. Some people are not used to it. They think it is too high-profile and pretentious. Yes. But many senior e-sports players say that his public data is beneficial to the development of the entire e-sports industry. Ordinary people think that games are just for fun, and players’ game bonuses are far less than those signed by live broadcast platforms Price. If this continues, the bubble will burst sooner or later. If a large data pool can be established, at least those who want to play games will be encouraged."

Jiang Chuan had no comment on these contents, and directly enlarged a data map shared by Cheng Jing, and said, "Come over and have a look, can you understand what these data represent?"

"Of course I don't understand." The assistant felt guilty, "You read the comments."

She took out her mobile phone to log in to Weibo, clicked on the comment below the data map, and said: "Someone has been analyzing it. The manager of the young master's house doesn't care about big data, and the young master compromised with him. Except for the data map, there is no word. Someone After the analysis, the background colors of the data graphs are different, and the represented games are different, and there are almost regular patterns.”

"That's not right." Jiang Chuan got serious.He doesn't know the specific content represented by the color and block, but he can still find the pattern.This is what Cheng Jing was good at before, and he is more familiar with Cheng Jing's style than anyone else.

At this moment, he arranged several pictures on the desktop, and said: "Four pictures, two background colors, mean two games, right? But the size and position of the red fields of one, two, four and three are different ah."

He grabbed the assistant and talked for a long time, but the assistant was dumbfounded by the words, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "Boss, I'm in the financial circle like you, not the e-sports circle."

The assistant stared at Jiang Chuan, thinking that Jiang Chuan was in a bad mood after getting divorced, and wanted to develop other interests, so he murmured in his heart and dared not speak out.

Jiang Chuan didn't make things difficult for her, he closed the Weibo page and said, "When you are not busy, help me make a copy of sheep's game schedule, and then give it to me."

"Always?"

"Ah."

"Boss, do you want to play a game?"

"Don't play." Jiang Chuan held his chin, looked at the girl whose brain activities were all acting on her face, and suddenly had a bad taste: "I love him."

assistant:"……"

There was no one else in the office, Jiang Chuan smiled self-deprecatingly.He suddenly realized that Cheng Jing was really too ruthless, and felt that it was unnecessary to come out, but now who would believe the relationship between the two of them, they would always fucking find out that Cheng Jing had tricked them.

City S is too big. Apart from following on Weibo, Jiang Chuan had no chance to meet Cheng Jing for a long time.He knew that Cheng Jing was quite picky about his meals, and he would cook his own meals for the games in S city and send them over.

Nan Xichi complained: "What are you two doing? It's fine if you cook and send it over. Why should Cheng Jing accept it? He's the one who said we broke up."

"Shut up." Jiang Chuan still didn't like others saying something bad about Cheng Jing.

It was Nan Xiangjun who called Jiang Chuan over that day.The shop closed in the afternoon, and no one was left on duty. Nan Xiangjun was cooking in the kitchen by himself.In the past two years, Nan Xiangjun would do this every time this day came, without any explanation.

The father and son didn't go back to City Z very often and lived in the shop all the time.A small half of the money for opening the shop is from Nan Xichi, and the rest is from Jiang Chuan.It has been open for three years, and with the addition of branches, the net profit is actually not much.Jiang Chuan didn't expect to make money from this, he just found something for Nan Xiangjun.

The social terror that Cheng Jing once mentioned was particularly evident in Nan Xiangjun.After he came back, except for crying once when he saw Nan Xichi, he didn't talk much, and he didn't mention how the past few years have been.For those who have already canceled their account, it is too difficult to get back their previous ID card.He doesn't go to get it either, instead he usually doesn't go anywhere, just stays in the shop.After three years like this, the handling of affairs gradually returned to the previous neatness, but he was still taciturn.

Anyway, it was close to the company, Jiang Chuan didn't bring a computer, and planned to go back to work after dinner.Nan Xiangjun didn't need help when cooking on this day. Jiang Chuan and Nan Xichi sat in the backyard and chatted.

Not allowed to chat with Cheng Jing, Nan Xichi had no choice but to change the subject: "When will your mother hold a wedding?"

"It's very early, we have to wait for Xingzi to finish his college entrance examination."

"Time flies, Xingzi's little boy is almost seventeen." Nan Xichi rubbed his face, "It's only been a few years since I was on my way to the third grade."

However, he was not as mature as Ben San at all. Jiang Chuan glanced at him in disgust, but he couldn't say anything about finding someone to settle down.Although Nan Xiangjun came back, there was no way to return the missing things together.

Nan Xiangjun came out from the kitchen with the food, Jiang Chuan stood up abruptly, reached out to take it, and did not forget to kick Nan Xichi.Nan Xichi stood up slowly and went to the kitchen to get the dishes.

The weather was hot, Nan Xiangjun took out all the beer from the freezer, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but make a face.Nan Xiangjun usually drinks a lot. If he hadn't been in charge of the kitchen, he would be in a state of drunkenness all day long.

Nan Xiangjun didn't talk much, he only cared about drinking.Jiang Chuan couldn't help muttering to Nan Xichi: "What day is it today? It's not your birthday, nor your father's birthday, nor your mother's birthday."

Jiang Chuan had to drive, so he didn't dare to drink much. He and Nan Xichi only drank more than half of the bottle, and the rest of the beer was drunk by Nan Xiangjun.There were more than a dozen wine bottles on the ground, and Jiang Chuan couldn't help complaining: "Your dad drank too much today, I remember only drinking eight bottles last year. Do you want to find time to check his liver? I'm scared panic."

As if he heard it, Nan Xiangjun came over staggeringly, held Jiang Chuan's head with his rough palms, and smiled on his drunken face: "I'll just drink this one time, the last time."

Only ghosts would believe what a drunk said. Jiang Chuan stood up and supported Nan Xiangjun, and said, "Uncle Nan, let's sleep."

He helped Nan Xiangjun into the room, turned around and went into the kitchen to make hangover soup.When it was finished, Nan Xichi sat in front of a pile of leftovers and was still drinking.Jiang Chuan couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and kicked: "I'm still drinking, clean up!"

It was past nine o'clock, and Jiang Chuan tore up a post-it note with the words "The hangover soup is simmering on the stove", and posted it in front of Nan Xiangjun's bed.How did he get Nan Xiangjun onto the bed before? Nan Xiangjun is still in that posture, but with an open wallet in his hand.

Jiang Chuan clicked his tongue, turned on the air conditioner, covered Nan Xiangjun with the quilt, and bent down to take his wallet away.There was not much cash in the wallet, and a playing card was exposed from the interlayer.It is very old, with simple and exquisite patterns, and there is a trace of burnt on one corner.

This is probably the only card left behind by Xi Yun.

Jiang Chuan left the hotel, sat in the car for a while, took out his mobile phone to check Weibo, and looked at the data map updated by Cheng Jing a few days ago.

After starting the engine, turning the steering wheel, Jiang Chuan headed all the way to the hotel where Cheng Jing stayed.