Feng Ting - Betrayal of Love

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A night of flavor.

[Xiang Yunchao/Chen Ting? ] Betrayal 16

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The phone was gently pulled away, and Xiang Yunchao put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

The orange night light on the wall is dim and unclear, and the people reflected only have a vague appearance.Chen Ting wanted to see Xiang Yunchao's expression clearly, but he was against the light and couldn't succeed.It didn't matter if he couldn't see clearly, Chen Ting sat up while covering his shoulders and hugging the quilt to save his face from getting hot.The feeling of dizziness has improved a lot. I didn't pay attention to it just now, and my body is also very refreshing, with the smell of medicinal oil. The pain in the injured place is unbearable. He looked at Xiang who came over to make him a pillow. Yun Chao whispered a word of thanks in his ear from such a close distance, a little... teasing...

Xiang Yunchao's movements froze, seeing Chen Ting, who was intentionally making trouble, sit back comfortably, his words were on the verge of his mouth.But just as he was about to speak, his stomach, which had been hungry for a whole day, yelled loudly first. He was too close, and he couldn't bear to lie to himself by saying that he couldn't hear him. Xiang Yunchao pushed his glasses and looked at him frankly, with a sincere voice, "...I haven't eaten for a day."

"...Is there any ingredients in the refrigerator? Let me come." Maybe it's because of the too familiar environment here, or maybe it's because of the too familiar atmosphere between them, which makes people feel that time and space are disordered.Just like before, Chen Ting pushed aside the quilt and stepped out of bed. When he stood up, his left leg felt weak. Afraid of falling and embarrassing him, he immediately put his knee against the edge of the bed and persisted.Standing firmly without any trace, he distractedly glanced at Xiang Yunchao who was beside him, but the man turned his head away without looking at him.Chen Ting was a little disappointed, but it soon dissipated.Between him and Xiang Yunchao... Even during the passionate love period, there were not many romantic thoughts. After all, the two big men have more direct things.This kind of faint sour feeling is different from the pain after their breakup, it is very strange, and Chen Ting is not used to it when it strikes suddenly.

Xiang Yunchao saw everything, but he retracted his outstretched hand without a trace.He knew that Chen Ting's physical condition was not suitable for activities now, but for some reason... Chen Ting's words and the scene of getting out of bed made him feel hot and his eyes hot.Before he could stop Chen Ting, Xiang Yunchao hurriedly turned his head to hide his suddenly red and swollen eyes.

They all understand.

None of them said anything.

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Thanks to Xiang Yunchao, there is everything in the refrigerator.If they followed Chen Ting's style, they could only drink some hot water to make do for the night.

Taking two boxes of steaks and some vegetables at random, Chen Ting skillfully thawed, cleaned, and changed the knife.Then put the pot on and turn on the fire.A circle of faint blue flames lit up obediently, warm and bright.

They could see... Time worked its magic again, and this house finally felt like a home.

When the smell of beef wafted out, neither Xiang Yunchao nor Chen Ting said anything, just quietly listening to the alluring "sizi" sound, as if it was the most beautiful sound in the world.

At this moment in this small room, they coincidentally blocked the past confrontations, misunderstandings, and the gaps between them.Everything here is like a pure land given to them by God, here... they can enjoy a moment of peace.

After all, he still felt sorry for Chen Ting's injury, and when his emotions calmed down, Xiang Yunchao took over Chen Ting's spatula involuntarily, "Let me come, the injured and sick will wait aside." With one sentence, he drove him back to the bed, looked at The beef was slowly changing color in the frying pan, Xiang Yunchao was only thinking about "when is the best time to cook red wine".

Steak, roasted carrots and tomatoes, pasta, and an omelette on toast, perfect except...the red wine in the glass was forced to be replaced by milk.

"At this time, it should be considered supper. These... aren't they too rich." Chen Ting looked at the heavy plate placed on his quilt, and felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

"Fortunately, there are still two drawers of barbecued pork buns in the steamer." Xiang Yunchao stuffed the toast into his mouth, trying to speak clearly.

"……Too much."

"...It expires if you don't finish it." He even found the package to show Chen Ting, "Here...the ones that are more than three days away from the production date are not fresh." Mr. Xiang's "expiration" is actually his own According to the definition, no matter what - except red wine, in his eyes, there is no more than three days.

——"This kind of food should be shipped in by air, and it will not be fresh for more than half a day."

——"Heh...the hobby of the rich."

These words overlapped with certain scenes in Chen Ting's memories, making the warmth of the past even more viscous, tightly wrapped around his neck, making it hard to breathe.At a loss, he poked his carrot with his head down, but Xiang Yunchao snatched the carrot from his fork by surprise, with a casual and natural movement.Chen Ting's frightened fork accidentally knocked against the edge of the plate, making a crisp sound, which shocked the two of them out of their memories. Everything just now...is already a fiction of the passing of time, Chen Ting's breath stagnates , The warmth in the room suddenly turned cold.

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"Here... right here..." Xiang Yunchao just woke up from the crisp sound, and he sat slumped in the chair as if all the strength in his body had been taken away. The plate on his leg was crumbling. Covering his face with his hands, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was accumulating the last remaining strength, and he suppressed it for a long time before he could slowly spit out those words that weighed more than a thousand catties.He said, "Ah Ting... just this one night, right here, can we go back to the past?"

Isn't it Xiang Yunchao's words whether to go back or not?It's just that these words are burdened with too much morality and affection, as well as the lives that have been lost and will be lost, so it is not so easy to say.If Chen Ting doesn't confess to him for a day, this hurdle will never pass.

Xiang Yunchao was also afraid.How deep and muddy the water here is, what he knows is what he knows, and what he does is what he does. A saint can't achieve the unity of knowledge and action, let alone him?The only person who can enter his heart... is still an "enemy".Fear and anxiety with nowhere to vent forced Xiang Yunchao to accept Dan Zixing's arrangement and Wu Mian's "protection".But this is not him? !

Cutting the steak mechanically, Chen Ting seemed to be considering Xiang Yunchao's request, or a request.After leaving this door... No, maybe after today, they will still put on the cloak of hostility and tear their scars in front of everyone...

Everyone has a soft side in their hearts, everything about Xiang Yunchao today is what Chen Ting cares most about, how could he not agree.Feelings are the most powerful thing in the world. It makes idiots complain about women drinking poison to quench their thirst, but they enjoy it so much.

Chen Ting's answer was to pick up a very beautiful grilled tomato and hand it to Xiang Yunchao's mouth, with the same smile on his face as before.

"..." Xiang Yunchao, who was a bit wet-eyed, was taken aback suddenly, then sighed, grabbed Chen Ting's wrist, turned it slightly, and stuffed the tomato into Chen Ting's mouth, "It's not good to be picky eaters." Then he took his fork, took a large piece of steak from Chen Ting's plate, and brought it to his mouth.

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"Where do you sleep?" Chen Ting yawned and pulled the quilt to cover his body after eating and drinking, and he was sleepy. Chen Ting stared at Xiang Yunchao with his exposed eyes.If you look closely, you will find that there is no sleepiness in it.

Xiang Yunchao didn't notice it, and pointed to the chair where he slept all afternoon, "It will be dawn in two hours, I'll just make do on the chair." The injury on his shoulder was inconvenient for him, but I randomly applied some anti-inflammatory drugs, and randomly got a piece of gauze to stick it on.After a few movements just now, the piece of gauze that was stuck too tightly was already soaked in blood.The familiar sticky feeling made Xiang Yunchao always avoid Chen Ting. He wanted to hide in the bathroom to tidy up, but Chen Ting still refused to sleep.

"There are medicines in the bathroom, go get them yourself." Turning over, Chen Ting turned his back and stopped looking at him.No matter how he pretended, what happened would not be erased. He really didn't want to sleep on this bed with Xiang Yunchao again.

This sentence fulfilled Xiang Yunchao.

After locking the bathroom door casually, Xiang Yunchao took out his mobile phone and turned to the most secret folder, and deleted it without even looking at it. Then he finally breathed a sigh of relief and untied his dirty clothes again.

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Immersed in his own world, Xiang Yunchao didn't realize that something unusual happened.

Wu Mian, who had been watching him closely since he was obviously released, hadn't contacted him since the afternoon.Messages, phone calls... none at all.

And when Xiang Yunchao really realized something was wrong...it was too late.

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