Ginger Soda

Ji Ye stretched out his hand and shook hands politely, his voice was low and cool, like a precious cello.Jiang Yan let Su Ji hug him without saying a word, and the relaxation on his face gradually became unbearable. At this time, Fu Yu's cell phone rang, it should be Anthony's call, and Fu Yu coaxed the people over there with a few soft words , After hanging up, I took the bag given by the female manager and planned to go out.

Su Ji and Jiang Yan stood in the dark and elegant shop, while Fu Yu had already stepped into the dazzling light.He turned his head, took a gentle look at Jiang Yan's direction, curled up his soft lips, and the light in his eyes seemed to disappear in the next second, and said lightly: "Goodbye, Ayan." Light and decisive, like a farewell between the world and the world.

Jiang Yan suddenly panicked, he broke free from Su Ji's imprisoned arm and wanted to catch up, but before he crossed the dividing line where light and dark crisscrossed, his wrist was grabbed vigorously.The man said coldly behind him: "Xiao Yan, take a look, this small pattern is more beautiful than this diagonal pattern."

Jiang Yan couldn't listen to any words at the moment, he wanted to break away again, but the man didn't do what he wanted.The female manager witnessed the whole incident, she chose not to speak wisely, and the air pressure in the whole shop suddenly dropped.The two of them stalemate silently, Jiang Yan really couldn't resist Su Ji, he turned his head and looked at the man's unpredictable eyes with red eyes, his eyes were full of pleading.

Su Ji choked up, the words in his throat that were kneaded by jealousy, anxiety, unwillingness and anger didn't have the heart to say a word, he was silent for a moment, and relaxed the control of his wrist.Sensing Su Ji's retreat, Jiang Yan struggled to shake off the suffocating shackles, and rushed out without looking back.

Only this time, the man never reached out to pull him.

No.20 Nine Acts

Life is not a TV series, and there are not so many bloody "just happen" to appear.

Naturally, Jiang Yan did not catch up to Fu Yu.When he chased him out, he saw traffic jammed to and from get off work, a majestic blood-colored sunset, and countless pedestrians in a hurry, but he didn't see the figure he expected.

His heart was sore as if he had squeezed a handful of lemon juice, and he was so sad that he was about to cry.The look in Fu Yu's leaving eyes made people panic, as if if he didn't chase him out, he would never see him again.

Jiang Yan lit a cigarette in despair, and the flame from the lighter burned his fingers, making him shiver with pain.After taking a few puffs, he pressed the lid of the trash can in a daze after seeing the slightly condemning eyes of passers-by.

He seemed to be left with only an empty shell, walking on the street like a walking dead, his phone was vibrating all the time, but he didn't even have the strength to pick it up.

His mind was blank, his lips were trembling constantly, he didn't know whether he was cold or flustered, and he didn't know how long he had walked, until he tripped over a hurdle and fell straight down and splashed water on his face. It's raining and it's cold...

"Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang! Are you okay?" Jiang Yan raised his head blankly when he heard someone calling him anxiously, half of his body was still lying in the muddy water, he was in a terrible embarrassment.It turned out to be the security guard of the community...I really couldn't find anyone, so I walked towards home without knowing it...Jiang Yan glanced at the person coming, waved his hands and wanted to stand up, but felt a burst of pain in his ankle. The pain fell again. "Hey, look at you, there is such a big problem that you have to deal with yourself, and you don't know how to hold an umbrella," the security brother couldn't bear to watch Jiang Yan's dark purple lips chatter, and yelled into the security booth , "Old Chen, bring an umbrella! I'll take this gentleman home! Can you stand up? This...I think you have sprained your ankle, do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

"No...don't bother you...please take me home..." Jiang Yan said angrily.The scarf around his neck was soaked through by the rain, and the cashmere that had lost its warmth was so heavy that it was about to break Jiang Yan's spine, and the endless cold raindrops flowed down his neck.The big security guard looked at the young man's bluish-white hands tightly clutching his arm, sighed, started chattering non-stop, and helped him to the unit building.

Jiang Yan was a little nervous after being read by the talkative elder brother. He didn't listen to a few words, and he could hardly feel the pain in his ankle and the sound of overwhelming rain hitting the umbrella. Now his mind is full of Fu Yu, Fu Yu eyes, Fu Yu's lips, Fu Yu's once warm embrace, and Fu Yu's broken and weak smile before he left.

He thought he had completely let go, but the reality gave him a sharp slap in the face, telling him to stop deceiving himself and others.

"Hey, what a coincidence, Lao Chen has something to tell me to go back quickly." The security guard looked apologetically at the intercom that kept calling at his waist, "I won't take you upstairs, please be careful. "The loyal and honest elder brother sent Jiang Yan into the elevator and left in a hurry.Jiang Yan's ankles couldn't bear the weight of his body. He clenched the handrail so hard that his knuckles turned pale. He watched the floor prompts get higher and higher. Finally, with a ding, the elevator door opened, and there was darkness in front of him.

Ah, even the corridor lights are so considerate when you are in a bad mood.

Jiang Yan smiled wryly, and stretched his sore fingers into his pocket to touch the key. He had just turned a corner when he saw the tall man leaning against the door. This is true, the cigarette butts all over the place, the strong smell of nicotine and the smell of that person poured into the nostrils.

"Why... are you here...?" Jiang Yan didn't realize until the moment he saw him that there was such a person who had been by his side recently, and this appearance was obviously waiting for a long time.The man threw the cigarette he had just lit on the ground and stomped it out, his eyes fell on the extremely haggard Jiang Yan, and his brows frowned slightly. "How did you make yourself like this? Didn't anyone catch you?" The tone was flat, and there was a trace of distorted anger when listening carefully.

"I can't find him..." Jiang Yan replied mechanically, seeing the emotion in the man's eyes flinch.A lot of grievances and self-abandonment suddenly broke out in his heart. He wanted to reach out and grab the man's sleeve shamelessly, and ask him why he stood here, why he waited for him, why he smoked so much... Move your fingers to know everything.But it seems that hearing some lingering and sweet answers can temporarily paralyze his wounds, and he waits for his Dolothin like a patient who is in pain and can only breathe violently with his mouth open.

"Open the door, do you want to stand and talk?" Su Ji turned his head away from him, trying to suppress his anger.He is obviously such a rational and excellent person, but when he mentions his ex, he becomes dispirited. Today, he just glanced at him on the street, and he became so confused.

Jiang Yan numbly obeyed the man's words, took out the key and opened the door.The man took off his coat and changed his shoes indifferently, sat on the sofa with a sullen face, looked at Jiang Yan still standing still, and sneered, "If you talk to me in this posture, I'm afraid you will pass out in less than two hours .”

Jiang Yan raised the corner of his mouth bitterly when he heard the words, he was really considerate.He quickly tucked himself into the bathroom and stripped off his wet clothes.He looked at himself in the mirror, his skin became pale due to the cold, and the traces of love a few days ago hadn't faded, and now it turned blue-purple. Combined with that ugly face, Jiang Yan thought that he had been hurt Inhuman abuse.The imprints on his body reminded Jiang Yan how happy he was a few days ago, while the red eyes reminded him that he was not thinking about the man outside the house.Jiang Yan was almost disgusted to death by his two-faced, three-edged honey-belly sword. After going around, he still became the kind of person Ji Qiong hated. Perhaps, he was from the beginning.

He unscrewed the button of the shower, and hot water drops stuck on his skin like needles. He gasped heavily, and his fingers dug into the cracks in the wall bricks. His whole body hurt, his ankle hurt, his skin hurt, his heart hurt, he felt He might be about to die in the next second, and he could only let out a hoarse and ambiguous roar from his throat.

Jiang Yan didn't count the time, but the nerves in his brain started beating again, telling him that he was alive before he wiped his body.He leaned on the sink, and found the phone he had forgotten for a long time from the dirty clothes all over the floor. He didn't know who just sent a message. in the pupil.

There were 7 missed calls. Jiang Yan opened them tremblingly. They all had only one person's name. Starting 40 minutes after they separated, they called every half an hour.He hurried to look at the text messages again, and there was only one, just one minute before the first call was broadcast, six short words. "It's raining, where are you?"

Jiang Yan's eyes were bloodshot red, and the veins on the back of his hands were so excited that they stood out. He felt that he would definitely go to hell after death, no, maybe he would go to hell now.There was less and less oxygen available for breathing, but Jiang Yan didn't want to go out. He just wanted to die silently in this space full of carbon dioxide, without thinking about the violent storm waiting silently outside.

Act No.30

Su Ji is not a patient person, but at this moment the cigarette butt in the ashtray reminds him that he has been waiting for two hours.He glanced out the window, and the light of the street lamps was getting dimmer, as if he would be swallowed up by the darkness if he was not careful.The sound of rushing water in the bathroom stopped at some point, and the room was very quiet, so quiet, it seemed as if he could hear the breathing of the other party across the wall.

For the first time in his 28 years of life, he felt such a strong sense of frustration.Su Ji lit another cigarette in silence, and the living room was filled with smoke and mist, and Josephine ran away somewhere to hide. See, even cats don't want to see him now.Su Ji recalled