My roommate is sick

Ye Fangyi gently closed his eyes and let the moving car bump his body up and down. He thought that Pan Junming would not answer his question, but after a long time, Pan Junming suddenly spoke. "I'm here because of the family business."

The faint tone seemed to have slapped Ye Fangyi's face fiercely, smashing what little self-esteem he had left with his own hands.

He clearly knew that Pan Junming didn't mean to show off, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, from the moment he left him, he already understood that he and he were not in the same world at all.

The world is so big, the moment he lost him, he didn't know where to look for it, and only then did he realize that he had never understood him before.

I don't know, I don't even know his identity.

I don't know if I should blame myself for being too stupid and too serious.

Ye Fangyi was slightly tipsy from the smell of alcohol in his breath, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but the corners of his eyes were inexplicably sore.

He slowly opened his eyes, but felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he could only take out his mobile phone and play it carefully in the palm of his hand to ease the embarrassment in his heart.

"Are you going to call your boyfriend to make sure you're safe?" Pan Junming's cold voice came suddenly, and Ye Fangyi's palms trembled, and he almost didn't throw away the phone in his hand.

Ye Fangyi shook his head resentfully. Why was he always absent-minded when he was with Pan Junming? A simple sentence from him could startle him.

Ye Fangyi looked down at the phone in his hand, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

He thought it was his boyfriend?Just think it, it doesn't matter, if after leaving him, the surrounding is cold and lonely, wouldn't it be impossible to keep even this little bit of dignity.

Pan Junming didn't hear Ye Fangyi's answer for a long time, and he involuntarily clenched the steering wheel in front of him with both hands.

"Where is your home? I'll take you home." Pan Junming asked as the car drove slowly into the downtown area.

"I'll just go back by myself." Ye Fangyi was a little lost looking at the busy traffic outside the car window.

He thought that for three full years, he would be able to forget Pan Junming, but just as he appeared in front of him, he disrupted all his thoughts. It turned out that the so-called letting go, the moment he met him, was all in vain.

Simply, a complete failure.

"Don't be inked, where is your home? I'll take you back." Mingming, smelling of alcohol, insisted on going back by himself. It turned out that for so long, only stubbornness hadn't changed at all.

"Take me to the Lijing Garden Community."

Despite the heavy traffic on the street, Pan Junming's car was still driving very steadily and quickly. At least Ye Fangyi felt this way. He was still immersed in his memories one second, and the next second, the car stopped. In the yard of Lijing Garden Community.

Ye Fangyi opened the car door first and stepped down. Pan Junming locked the car and followed him silently.

Ye Fangyi's pace is faster, Pan Junming's pace is also faster, Ye Fangyi's pace is slower, Pan Junming's footsteps are also following

slower.

Ye Fangyi knew that he had been following him, but he didn't make a sound. He just walked into the entrance of the building silently. He rented it because it was cheap.

In the old building, the stairway was filled with a smell of corruption, which stimulated Ye Fangyi's self-esteem. Ye Fangyi took a deep breath and was almost coughed by the pungent smell inside the stairs. Then he gritted his teeth and slowly walked from the dark Climbing up the stairs, the sound of his footsteps in tandem with his own made him feel an inexplicable sense of peace in such a dark environment.

Ye Fangyi even felt ashamed of his own remnants.

He quickened his pace and walked to the door of the house. The moment Ye Fangyi saw the dimly lit door lamp at the door, his heart warmed with envy, but his nose was still a little sore. Maybe it was because of the smell of alcohol, and his tears were also arrogant. Presumptuously overflowing the eye sockets.

I really want to open the door right away, hug the person inside and cry loudly.

However, Ye Fangyi reached out his hand to touch his pocket, but his heart skipped a beat. He actually forgot to bring his keys.

Pan Junming seemed to have noticed the clue, and walked to Ye Fangyi's side in three steps in two steps, and reached out to grab Ye Fangyi's arm. "Did you forget your keys?"

Although the door light at the door was dim, Ye Fangyi could still clearly see the smile on Pan Junming's mouth.

Is he laughing at how confused he is after all these years?Ye Fangyi suddenly pulled his hand out of Pan Junming's.

At this moment, he felt ashamed that he could still find any trace of the past.

"Don't touch me!" Ye Fangyi's suppressed emotions finally broke out in front of his own door. He suddenly raised his head and met Pan Junming's eyes. There were tears in his eyes, and Ye Fangyi stubbornly wiped them away.

Why should he shed tears for someone who left without saying goodbye.

The moment Ye Fangyi roared, he clearly saw the light in Pan Junming's eyes shattered.

In this way, in the dim light, the streamer is flying.

Is he in pain?Ye Fangyi was startled suddenly, and then laughed at himself, how could he be a person who would be in pain, the abandoner has no heart, and he has no heart, how could it be painful.

But why, the moment he saw his eyes turning into thousands of pieces, he still wanted to rush up and give him a big hug.

However, before Ye Fangyi could put his idea into reality, the door was suddenly opened with a bang, and a white face suddenly appeared at the door, followed by a woman's complaint.

"Why did you come back so late? I knew you didn't bring the key. You just..." The woman raised her head as she spoke, and her eyes fell on Pan Junming behind Ye Fangyi. Halfway through her sentence, she seemed to be cut off by a big knife. And stop.

"You are... Pan Junming?"

Pan Junming was taken aback, his gaze moved from Ye Fangyi's tearful and sad face to the woman's face.

"You are..." He never expected that there was another woman in Ye Fangyi's family...

"Ye Fangyi, come in for me." The woman didn't answer Pan Junming's question, but stretched out her hand and dragged Ye Fangyi into the room. Pan Junming was about to chase after him, but the door was closed with a bang, and Pan Junming was bumped. A nose of ashes.

Pan Junming was turned away. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he could only take two steps back in embarrassment, turned around and walked down the dark stairs again.

go with.

Jiao Lili dragged Ye Fangyi into the room, and stretched out her hand to "swipe" off the mask on her face.

"Ye Fangyi! You better explain it to me! Why did you walk with him!" Jiao Lili hadn't finished speaking when she was suddenly hugged by Ye Fangyi. Ye Fangyi finally suppressed the tears that were brewing in his eyes this time. Can't stop, it fell down like a flood gate.

"He's back again, what should I do?" Although Jiao Lili raised her hand in the air and couldn't see Ye Fangyi's expression at this moment, she still clearly felt that Ye Fangyi at this moment was crying like A homeless kid.

Jiao Lili had prepared a lot of words to reprimand Ye Fangyi, but at this moment, all of them were stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single word.

He could only silently reach out and pat Ye Fangyi on the back.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, it's all over, it's over."

But is it really over?So who is this crying man?

Ye Fangyi lay on Jiao Lili's body and cried for a while, but Jiao Lili pulled Ye Fangyi off her shoulders. Jiao Lili pressed Ye Fangyi on the sofa, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then washed the towel and took it with him. Come out, wipe Ye Fangyi's face that has been crying like a little cat.

"Okay, don't cry, I thought how strong you have become in the past few years." Jiao Lili reached out to poke Ye Fangyi's forehead, and squeezed Ye Fangyi's forehead.

Fang Yi's head was bouncing back and forth like a rubber ball.

Hearing what Jiao Lili said, Ye Fangyi stretched out his hand and pulled the towel from Jiao Lili's hand, wiped two handfuls on his face indiscriminately, and he really stopped crying, and wiped off most of the alcohol smell on his body.

But his eyes were still red, as if he had cried.

Jiao Lili waited for a while, and when Ye Fangyi's condition improved, she asked about Ye Fangyi and Pan Junming.

"The one who sent you back must be that heartbroken man, otherwise why would you cry like this?"

Ye Fangyi was originally a big-hearted person, and after Pan Junming left, Ye Fangyi's personality changed drastically, and he didn't like to cry. At least I have known him for so many years, and the number of times I saw him cry is very small.

And... She had seen Ye Fangyi crying secretly in a corner alone in the dark.

She still remembered him hiding in the corner alone, biting his lower lip and crying, trembling, like a wounded little animal, so distressing.

Remembering that time, Jiao Lili couldn't help but sighed slowly.

To be honest, if possible, she hopes more than anyone else that Ye Fangyi will never meet that man named Pan Junming again in his life.

"Sister Lili, I don't want to talk about him right now, can I go back to my room to rest first?" When they met again in life, he exhausted all his courage at a glance, and was almost defeated by himself.

Jiao Lili wanted to say something else, but seeing Ye Fangyi's exhausted appearance, she simply waved her hand, expressing that she had let Ye Fangyi go.

Ye Fangyi got up from the sofa tiredly, staggered all the way to the bedroom.

Jiao Lili watched Ye Fangyi's back as he returned to the room, and suddenly lost his mind.

He just hugged himself and said tearfully that he is back again, could it be... In this life, Pan Junming is doomed to be Ye Fangyi's nemesis.

After Ye Fangyi returned to the room, all his strength was drained from his body, but he still involuntarily walked to the window and stretched out his hand to open the curtain...