I still love you like yesterday

He didn't get home until seven or eight o'clock. After a long day of exhaustion, Shen Mingbo was thirsty and hungry.

When I dragged my tired body to open the door, I subconsciously hoped that my lover who was staying at home would come up to him and give him a hug. Thinking of his smiling face, I felt that the world was beautiful.

However, it was deserted, and the three-bedroom house was as quiet as if there was no one there.

As expected, but still couldn't help being irritable, he knew that Fang Yue was at home.

He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down. He did it by himself and had enough food and clothing, so he went into the kitchen to look for food.

A bowl of noodles was left for him in the kitchen, it was cold and mushy, and he lost his appetite just looking at it.Look at the pool again...

"Fang Yue, why didn't you wash the dishes?" He was so irritable, his calm mood was churning again.

"You must not have eaten, let's wash together after you finish eating." Fang Yue shouted out from the bedroom, his voice was muffled, and he couldn't hear clearly unless he listened carefully.

Looking at these dishes, Shen Mingbo just wanted to smash them.

No, calm down, don't bring your temper home!Forcibly enduring it, Shen Mingbo poured out the cold noodles, brushed them off and piled them on the chopping board, and sat down in the living room.

Their house is a separate bedroom and living room, which is said to effectively keep the room quiet and soundproof.

It is very soundproof, and the effect is good, as if he is the only one.

Staring blankly out of the window, until he suppressed his turbulent mood again, he picked up his phone and started ordering takeaway.

Thanks to the takeaway, he doesn't have to starve to death.

The mobile phone was flicked, seeing that the battery was about to run out, so he didn't pick it up, so he ordered a fried rice that seemed to have a lot of weight, it was very good, and he also came with soup.

He didn't turn on the light. In the living room alone, except for the light scattered from the door, only the screen of the mobile phone flickered, and the lonely back resembled an abandoned dog.

After eating the takeaway, Shen Mingbo thought about it, and decided to take a shower and go back to his room to sleep.

There were piles of dried clothes on the washing machine, Zou Baba's, it seemed that Fang Yue hadn't dried them.I had to hug it aside to make room for today's dirty clothes.

When the warm water drenched from head to toe, the fragrance of the shower gel made Shen Mingbo feel like he was taking a breath.

Going into the room and going to bed, his lover, an online novel writer, was kneeling in front of the computer and trying to type.I didn't turn my head back, wondering if I sensed someone entering the door.

The bed was quite soft, sighed, plugged the phone into the charger, and read a random book called "The Seven-Year Itch"

It was written by Fang Yue. He dabbled in a wide range of topics, serious and not serious, each wearing a vest, working hard and enjoying it.

The seven-year itch... Even the title of the book hinted at him, seven years, old man, old man, don't think about it.

In fact, he suspects that Fang Yue is also tired, probably not having fun, so he hides in the virtual world all day long, separated from him by countless mountains and rivers, and cannot cross it.

The mood was even worse, Fang Yue was still crawling on his grid, the bedroom was quiet except for the sound of the keyboard, only the sound of breathing, and probably the sound of him rubbing his clothes and quilt over and over again.

"Mingbo, if you can't fall asleep, just wear earphones to watch the video. I'm annoyed by it." Fang Yue was probably a little irritable, and said to Shen Mingbo in a bad tone.

One sentence directly ignited his dissatisfaction, Shen Mingbo turned over and got up, "Fang Yue, you just know how to write and write. How long have we not been intimate, do you remember?"

"Is the sperm on your head? What's on your mind?" Fang Yue frowned, his overly long hair covered his eyes, and he could still see the bored emotion.

"In your opinion, intimacy means going to bed, right?" Shen Mingbo was speechless and powerless, so he simply picked up his clothes, "Forget it, I'll go to the second bedroom."

The door was slammed shut, and Fang Yue angrily smashed out the milk tea can beside him. The paper can body slammed against the wall, and the liquid droplets thrown out along the straw sprinkled on the wall, leaving milky brown stains on it. Stands out especially on white walls.

The next day, Shen Mingbo went to work as usual, and the master bedroom next door was still quiet. It seemed that Fang Yue hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know what time he stayed up last night.

He gently opened the door, and tiptoed to the bedside, looking at his lover's face still looking tired while sleeping, the feeling in his heart was inexplicable.

Or he can take the initiative to order at night, take Fang Yue out for a haircut, and go to the supermarket to buy some food reserves.

The plan was pretty good, but it was just his wishful thinking.

Calling his lover after get off work, he didn't know what problem Fang Yue had encountered recently, and he was irritable.

"I'm not going!" he yelled angrily on the phone.

"Your hair is so long, don't you mind blocking your eyes?" Shen Mingbo persuaded patiently.

"I don't think so!"

"Then I have to buy something to eat. I always stay at home. Even if there is takeaway, I have to prepare some snacks, right?"

"I won't eat it! If you want to eat it, you can buy it yourself!" Fang Yue muttered.

"Fang Yue!" Shen Mingbo was a little angry and spoke a little louder.

"I'm not going! I'm not going! I'm not going! Don't bother me!" He said three times in a row, the voice was louder than Shen Mingbo's, and then hung up the phone angrily.

Listening to the beeping sound from the mobile phone, Shen Mingbo only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Opening the door violently, he went straight to the bedroom, and he couldn't live through the day.

"Fang Yue, what do you mean?" Shen Mingbo was unavoidably furious when his patience reached the limit.

"What do I mean?" Fang Yue, who was writing with a dull head, looked up irritably, his delicate face looked very ugly, "What do you mean, can't you just leave me alone!"

"Are we still a couple? After so many years, aren't you tired of it?" Shen Mingbo gritted his teeth, and simply made the point clear.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm annoyed when I see you now!" Forget that Fang Yue's temper has always been pampered, and he's been in a bad mood recently, and he rushed to talk, he spoke too directly, which poked Shen Mingbo's heart.

"Heh... You should have said it earlier, you should have said it earlier..." Shen Mingbo felt his hands were shaking when he was so angry that he didn't know how to react.

"I said it now, what about you!" Fang Yue's eyes were wide open and his mouth was puffed up, like a fighting cock.

"It's nothing, since you're bored and tired, let's break up." Shen Mingbo looked at him seriously, his heart was cold instead of angry, he told his lover and himself, but he was unwilling in the end.

"Split it up!" Fang Yue was furious and decisive, "Go out, this room belongs to me!"

"No need, this house belongs to you." After the words were out of his mouth, Shen Mingbo suddenly felt that he was the sticky and hesitant person, looking into Fang Yue's eyes, trying to find a trace of affection from the past.

"It's not that I can't afford it, who wants it!" However, Fang Yue, who was dazzled by anger, didn't seem to realize what he was talking to his lover, and was still aggressive. Even more beautiful.

"... Whatever you want." The defeated Shen Mingbo was so weak that he ignored him, found out the suitcase, and packed his things.

Feeling that he had won the quarrel, Fang Yue snorted disdainfully, turned around and sat in front of the computer, and continued typing on the keyboard.

There are not many things, two men live together, and he is a frequent business traveler, so it's over after arranging.

Dragging the suitcase to go, I couldn't help but look back at my lover. I don't exercise all year round, and I don't like to see the light.Thin figure, pale to sickly skin, presumably there are big blue and black eye bags on the face, all of which have polished off the loveliness and tenderness of his lover.

He felt a little sad, and couldn't help calling out, "Fang Yue?"

"..." There was no answer, and I don't know if I didn't hear it, or I was angry.

Forget it, since it has reached this point, it is hard to get over the water, so he can only tell himself to get together and leave.

After going out and leaving, Shen Mingbo was still a little worried as the elevator went down. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fang Yue's mother, take care of him, and don't starve himself to death.

The company has always had a plan to build a new branch. It wants to develop southward and open up the East China market. According to the strategy, it has been looking for people with potential and motivation to talk about overseas stationing and entrepreneurship.

I also talked to him, but we all know that he loves his family, so I just said a few words, without focusing on the strategy.

When he approached the director, the director was so surprised that the freshly brewed tea was spilled.

Of course, the old man still held his respect and said, "I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention."

"Have you really thought about it? The climate and water and soil over there are different from ours. The market is also very competitive. Several giants in the industry are all from the rich side." When they really came to the door, the director actually began to persuade him to leave He’s dead, and I don’t remember when he said that if he wanted to develop, he had to go south. In history, it’s always easier to fight from the north to the south, but harder to fight from the south to the north!Proud and ambitious, the words are still ringing in my ears!

"Think about it, and add me." What I didn't say is that there is Suhang Paradise over there. The land under my feet has been there for almost 30 years, and it is indeed a bit boring.

With a clear and light sentence, he stopped what the director wanted to ask. Although he was still very puzzled, Shen Mingbo, who always said that there was someone at home and didn't want to work too hard, why did he suddenly change his sex? Could it be that he broke up?While thinking about it secretly, he said, "Okay, when are you going to go there? I'll help you ventilate the manpower side." They are all old employees, and there are not so many twists and turns.

"I've packed all my luggage. It will be done in two days, and I can still catch up with the big troops." Actually, what I want to say is that the sooner the better, he doesn't want to stay for a second now.

"...Success, tomorrow, tomorrow you can go." It was definitely because they broke up and got kicked out, the director complained, otherwise it would never be possible to be so active.

"Okay, thank you leader." Shen Mingbo said very sincerely.

The next day, September 9st of this year, happened to be the start of school, and it was a memorable day. Shen Mingbo went to the place where his new job and new life started.