Fangzhong of the day

Fangmata's bitten lip was still stained with blood. There was a small gash on the lower lip, and the upper lip was a little closer to the corner of the mouth. As long as he didn't open his mouth to speak, he wouldn't see it.

I don't know what it tastes like to eat creamy ice cream mixed with blood. Judging from the state of this person just now, it doesn't look like eating ice cream with his heart.Just holding something in his hand to cover up his face and panic, while covering up his scumbag history.

If you don't even want to support the wall, just obey him!

Fu Jianxi knew why Fang Yu talked about his past!

A piece of history stuck in the throat!If Fang Mata just wanted to flirt with him and have a fling with him, then there was no need to mention this matter at all.

But once Fang Mata spoke, he couldn't just listen to it.

Fang Mata has Fang Mata's attitude, and he should have his own.

If he doesn't understand, he just hangs up, so in the eyes of others, he is basically the same as Yun Ge.

Fu Jianxi's eyes were brightened by the neon lights outside the window, and he unconsciously sucked his itchy lips, "Tut!" A sound followed by deep embarrassment that spread from his heart.

This action should look like an aftertaste in Fang Yu's eyes, Ma De, you are an idiot!

Fu Jianxi raised her index finger and scratched her forehead, blocking Fangmata's scorching sight from the side.

Fang Mata looked away, looked at the front windshield, suppressed a smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"In exchange, let me tell you what I think." Fu Jianxi glanced at Fangmata and said.

"Okay!" Fang Mata looked back.

Fu Jianxi quickly turned around, he found that he was a little afraid to look at Fang Yu, how did it feel?Feeling tight, depressed or nervous?He wasn't sure which one it was, so he sorted out his thoughts, "I...may be a bit long-winded, just listen to it as a midnight ghost story!" Fu Jianxi said the voice was a little low and lonely

Fang Yu couldn't help frowning when he heard this sentence, midnight ghost story?

"The exact time,...it's been too long, I can't remember clearly! I only remember the result. It was about the four-year-old woman who ran away from home. I only remember a back view...that's all. Soon after that, Fu Tianyu disappeared, but will Every few years, or even longer, I come back to my grandparents to search for some money or things that can be turned into money. This person is a heart disease of his parents, a sin that is not clear, grandma used to say so! This stubborn person who traveled across the ocean The woman who was going to marry my grandfather died of stomach cancer when I was 14 years old. Three years later, he missed the person he loved the most. Maybe it was because the two were too attached to each other, but they finally got together after being separated so far. They How dependent and strong your relationship is, how absurd and unbearable the other pair's relationship will be."

Fang Mata saw the flashes of bitterness, indifference, nostalgia, resentment, and disappointment in Fu Jianxi's expression in the flickering neon lights, all of which were so fast, it could not be called a flash, if it hadn't been for him Yue stared at the big boy's face for too long, he probably wouldn't grab these things.

I was so distressed that I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say!

"And I am the product of that ridiculous emotion, so..." They treated him like nothing.

"In hindsight, I found that no matter who is going to leave, although the method is different, the result is the same." Fu Jianxi said here, and looked at Fang Yu with empathy. They had similar experiences, and Fang Yu should have It cannot be denied, and if it is not denied, then it is easy to talk about it.

"A person leaves his hometown and abandons everything he was proud of, just to be with someone who might leave him. This is a sacrifice. The result of winning is nothing more than she is gone. , buried deep in the ground, but in exchange for the life of the sacrificed, I don’t know what longing is, and I don’t want to know, it’s a pain in disguise, or it’s like a disease in the song!” Fu Jian Xi said with a chilly smile.

Fang Yu twitched the corners of his stiff mouth and echoed, "That's right, it's a disease with no cure, and it can heal itself without medicine!"

"That is the most... the most unreserved relationship I have ever seen, grandpa and grandma. But the most direct sense to me is still pain, I don't want to have it. Fang Mata, I know that feelings do not distinguish gender..." But my feelings It also has nothing to do with gender.

"They grew up with me, and finally gave me all the things they left... But, I still have nothing, right?" Fu Jianxi frowned and asked Fang Yu, and soon realized that her words A little excited for a while, he quickly turned his head and looked out the car window.

"Yes, accompany!" Fang Mata replied briefly but grasped the point.

"Yes, without this companionship, I don't even know what I would become!"

The two lived in the air, but he thought they disappeared out of thin air!

The two lived in their minds, yet they were buried deep underground by him!

After a long silence together, Fu Jianxi spoke again with his usual expression. He looked at Fangmata intently, "I have met and prepared to let a person disappear in front of me... is the only way I can accept at present."

Fang Mata chewed on this sentence over and over again.

Do not understand!

not understand!

What does this kid mean?

Fang Yu looked at Fu Jianxi in a daze.

Carefully recalling Fu Jianxi's self-report, which contained a lot of information, and analyzed it word by word.The person in front of me was like this in the past, so it was like this?

He doesn't want to show himself too much in front of the crowd, in front of admirers and suitors, and he doesn't want to be watched.

Because of what?

Because, how popular he is in the eyes of others, how strongly he is sought after, will only make him understand that this kind of himself is still so disgusting, so unpleasant?

Is that true?

Therefore, even if he is naturally beautiful, talented, sought after by countless people, and loved by thousands of people... But he cannot be ignored, even if he is still betrayed and abandoned by his parents.

The relationship between the parents is absurd, and the relationship between the other old people is too hot and strong.

However, the strong contrast did not make Fu Jianxi optimistic about the relationship.

why?

Is it because a love is obtained on the premise of leaving home, abandoning everything, and isolating oneself?

Or is it because even the crystallization of such a hot and strong love cannot avoid the existence of Fu Tianyu's "evil consequences"?What's more, with this series of chain reactions, until now, Fu Jianxi is still 'eating' this evil fruit?

Vicious chain reaction, sequelae?

Fang Matato's brain is rarely so chaotic. In fact, these are not as difficult as his work, but they are more difficult to figure out than his work, and even more difficult to explain!

Fu Jianxi felt that she had said a bit too much, but it did not prevent her from conveying her thoughts.

He didn't mind Fangmata knowing these things. His only two friends knew more about these things than this. They were the ones who accompanied him and watched him go through all this.

Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes.I don't know when it started, I realized that he should be alone, and I got used to living alone without knowing it!

Witnessing them, they left one by one, whether they were betrayed and disgusted, or passed away in life, old age, sickness and death.He has seen enough, he is only 20 years old, but, getting used to watching and getting tired of watching has nothing to do with age!

After Fu Jianxi finished speaking, Fang Mata did not respond.

He thought about what he said, and suddenly felt that this person might not understand.

He might as well just say: He is in love, whether he is in love or not, or whether he will get married or not is not the point.The point is that these people who will participate in his life have the possibility of leaving.And he just didn't want to, he didn't want to give anyone a little possibility, the way to prevent this possibility is to not let this matter start.

This idea is very extreme, almost a pathological, neurotic way of thinking.

But it cannot be denied that he had this idea for a while.

How long?

That year... on the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa passed away... a long time after that!

The solution Dajian gave him was to divert his attention.

What an easy-to-understand, fast and economical way!

But some things cannot be made up and replaced. What is missing and lost from one place is lost, it is missing!

Just like...

Some people miss their first love, reminisce about their first kiss, and feel nostalgic for their first night!

Someone has been looking for the warmth of a home for a lifetime!

Some people regard mother's love and father's love as the nutrient solution of life!

Someone is chasing after love!

The above can not go back to make up for mistakes and omissions and unsatisfactory places, and there are also some missing parts in the past that cannot be completely replaced.

Otherwise, how can there be so many complaints of not being able to ask for it, and how can there be so many emotions that the time is gone forever!

Similarly, I don't remember when, he no longer persistently yearns for family affection, love, and companionship.

Even, he can easily ignore the attention and pursuit from others!

Fang Yu was silent for about 2 minutes, his slightly frowning brows slowly unfurled, and he pinched the center of his brows with his index finger and thumb.When he spoke again, his voice was very low, not as if he was talking to someone, but as if he was asking himself again. "I'm going to disappear?"

"You won't?" Fu Jianxi asked with a low laugh.

"Yes." Fang Matata replied straightforwardly, "After decades, it will be burnt to a handful of ashes, buried in a tomb, or scattered with the wind."

"Pollution of the air." Fu Jianxi immediately commented.

Fang Mata snorted and said, "Hey..." With a long sigh, half of the stuffiness that had accumulated in his chest during the past two minutes was dissipated.

"Do you have anything you particularly like?" Fangmata asked softly.

"Dahei, Xiaobai, oil painting, noodles with meat sauce, beef..." Fu Jianxi counted a few things in detail.

Fang Yu sneered, laughed for a while, and then asked: "It must be them?"

"Hmm... It's not, it's broken, it's gone, there is still a replacement." Fu Jianxi replied while thinking.

"This is true for things, why not for people?" When Fang Mata asked this question, he turned his body sideways with his right elbow resting on the steering wheel, and his left elbow resting on the center of the seat, opening his posture as if to have a good talk.

Fu Jianxi thought about it for a while, and said neatly: "People are people, things are things, we talk about reason with people, but we can only talk about possession and sharing with things."

Fang Yu nodded in agreement, "It makes sense to talk about love...to talk about love."

Fu Jianxi turned her head to look at Fang Yu impatiently. The corners of the man's mouth turned up, obviously misinterpreting his meaning.

"Using self-harm to prevent those possibilities from happening, is it worth it?" Fang Yan stared into Fu Jianxi's eyes, and a faint light flashed in them.

Fu Jianxi didn't dodge Fang Yu's gaze anymore, and sneered, "Self-mutilation?"

"Seven emotions and six desires,... some innate psychological reactions of people. What is missing in it? Mental disability... isn't it?" Fang Yu hesitated to say this sentence, he was afraid that this sentence would anger Fu Jian Xi, after all, the person in front of him treats his feelings like a poisonous snake and stays away.

Fu Jianxi squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Yu unfamiliarly for a moment, biting his cheek with his teeth in his mouth, silently exuding his anger with his eyes and micro-expressions.

Under Fu Xiaoye's aura of killing people invisible, Fang Yu first showed weakness, slowly raised his palms, and finally tugged at the corners of his mouth and fell back to the seat, looking through the glass, looking at the dark and dark place like splashed ink. night sky.

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There will be another chapter later, specifically how late, er(⊙o⊙)...