old farewell

He Baorong and I have been living in a calm, sometimes a little warm state of life. It may be that He Baorong is really bored recently. He called me and asked me to go to the movies with him. I am busy with work, not to mention that I think movies Just for fun, it was still half price when I watched it on a Wednesday.

When I was explaining to him on the phone that I couldn't ask for leave, the head chef asked me to deliver two eggs, and when I came back, I found that Zhang Wan was actually holding my phone.I felt a sudden revulsion in my heart.

As soon as I got the call, I was really annoyed. I was a little bit happy and half worried about his jealous tone.

When he returned to the rental house, he had already fallen asleep.I found my things messed up by him.The anger in my heart rushed up all of a sudden, not because he messed up my things, but because I felt that he was going to leave me.He is looking for his passport.

I angrily pushed him to wake him up, he opened his eyes dimly and saw me, and then he was furious: "Why are you waking up?"

"Why are you rummaging through my things!"

"You are sick, my hands are hurt, how can I go through your things!" He still pretended not to know, shouting higher than me!

"If you turn over my stuff again, I'll break your leg!"

"You fight, you fight, my hands are gone, I don't even have my feet!"

I was angry, more disturbed by the instinct that he might leave me.Sitting on the stool very tired, he was still yelling on the bed.

"If you turn over my things again, get out!"

"Okay, you told me to go, don't regret it!"

As expected, I had a disagreement with him, so we could only resolve it by arguing.I was very helpless and tired to find that I broke up with him every time.

We've been in a cold war ever since.I don't care what he says.But I can feel that he is still preoccupied with the phone call that Zhang Wan answered last time.He suspected that I had a relationship with others outside.When I put on my shoes in the morning, he sat next to me and kept asking me: "What is your relationship with that man?" and "How many times have you done this?"

I knew he wanted a definite answer, but I didn't know why I didn't want to tell him. I just said coldly and vaguely: "Are you in control of me? Or have you never slept with anyone else?"

He stopped talking.Only a slight sarcasm leaked out.

I never knew that He Baorong was such a persistent person. He was still clenching on this issue until night. Although he verbally said that he would no longer care about my private life, he sat motionless on his little bed and watched with me.

After a while he got out of bed and came to me, wanting to sleep on the sofa with me.I angrily pushed him away and told him that if he came over again I would beat him up.He babbled and sat back again, I was annoyed by him, lifted the quilt and held him down and asked, "How many people have you slept with?"

He was probably afraid that I would beat him, so he shrank back and realized that I had no intention of hitting him, so he became bold again: "I asked you first, why did you ask me again?"

"Who told you to bother me all the time? Say it quickly!"

He looked at me and asked, "You really want to know?"

I stared at him completely angrily: "Say!"

"It's 03:30 now," he looked up innocently, "I have as many boyfriends as there are stars, and I can't finish talking until you go to work tomorrow."

I even confronted him: "It's okay, I can't fall asleep anyway, let's talk slowly." After I finished speaking, I found that he looked at me blankly.

He turned his head: "I don't want to say."

After I endured it again and again, I finally broke out. I rushed over and beat him up. He hid and told me to stop.I kicked him off the bed, "Get out of here." He looked at me incredulously: "Don't regret it!"

"roll--!"

"I'm almost crippled and you still beat me so hard." His tone was a little aggrieved.I still insist on kicking him out.

Seeing him go out, I went down and locked the door, thinking that I would freeze you to death, and I suddenly felt much better.