His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

All the information about Lin An’s background that Su Zhe knows comes from Lin An’s own account. No matter how many people shout about “friends in pairs” and all kinds of excitement about “no one and no one to rely on”, they are still outside the mainstream crowd, not to mention This circle is already chaotic, there is no risk of pregnancy and childbirth, and even AIDS can't stop men with sperm on their brains, so Lin An and he didn't come out at home. They don't match each other, and the income varies from person to person. He is also very "generous" to bear most of the household expenses, and is often moved by Lin An's "not much" income to buy him gifts.

He thought they could grow old together, he thought they could live peacefully together, he thought they were different—he thought—in the end, in the end, everything about Lin An except himself seemed to be fake.

Su Zhe waited for a while before he could speak: "What else is true about you?"

Unexpectedly, Lin An giggled and said, "My size is real, haven't you experienced it yourself?"

After going through the farce last night, Lin An had come to terms with it after sleeping. No matter how Su Zhe knew about the 3P, there was absolutely no turning back when he really made a fuss.

redeem?

They are all grown-ups, and after getting along for so many years, doesn't he know what Su Zhe likes?He knew all about those compromises and forbearance, but he just didn't care, just like Xiang Bei didn't care about his attention—although he didn't know this yet.

For so many years, Su Zhe has been acting as a martial artist on the set in the rain and fire. He jumped from a seven-story building without blinking his eyes. His ribs were broken and his face was distorted in pain every time he took a breath. Instead of him, his share of the money would no longer be available.He thought he was a real man, he thought he could hold on, he thought he was responsible enough, but at this moment, everything was crushed into scum, his self-esteem, life and love were wiped out, and at the same time, he doubted life.

He opened his mouth a few times, and managed to get out the words: "So you are a rich second generation?"

"It doesn't count, it's usually rich." Lin An said lightly, "Otherwise, I can't keep reading like this."

"Isn't it because I'm raising you that you can keep reading like this?" Su Zhe tried hard not to let the tears overflow, and no one felt sorry for the crying men in their thirties, "Do I still have to thank you for not letting me sell you?" What precious thing?"

I used to read on the Internet that a foreign girl’s boyfriend concealed his identity as a rich second generation, eating girls and drinking girls, and watching the girl sell her mother’s belongings to pay for the pet’s medical expenses. He also lamented to Lin An. , Now that I have fallen to this point, it is simply a great irony.

However, Lin An can always break through Su Zhe's imagination, he curled his lips and said, "You don't have any relics to sell, do you?"

As an adult, who doesn't have a time to collapse?

Su Zhe's "thought" was shattered today, he maintained the broken line of defense, grabbed the last dignity of an adult and said: "If you don't move out tonight, I will throw away all your things."

Lin An snorted, and said disdainfully: "I'll just take a computer, nothing else is needed. The things you bought for me are almost like garbage."

Of course, hundreds of clothes, thousands of shoes, 10,000+ loaned cars, and thousands of rents are the limit that Su Zhe can bear. Of course, Lin An is not completely worthless. Go on, but Lin An's income is not much, and it is impossible to support such a life in N City. Their monthly food expenses have not been below [-], and this is because Su Zhe often lives in the crew.

Su Zhe lowered his head, trying not to let his trembling body reveal the pain in his heart. He heard Lin An enter the study room and took a laptop and a handbag. There were not many things that could be carried with one hand, just like Lin An in this relationship. thin input.

Just as Lin An was about to leave, Xiang Bei who was standing at the door suddenly asked, "Then where do I live?"

"Stay in a hotel, I invite you." Lin An said happily.

"I don't like hotels." Xiang Bei said, "I quite like living here."

After all, Su Zhe arranged the house with care, and he wanted to exchange for a life that belonged to them, and now it has become his futile proof.

Su Zhe stabilized his emotions, raised his head and sneered, "You still want to live here even if he doesn't live here? Do I know you?"

"I can pay." Xiang Bei said.

"One thousand a night." Su Zhe said immediately.

"Why don't you snatch this broken house for a thousand?" Lin An said angrily, "Beibei, I invite you, you can stay in any hotel you want!"

Unexpectedly, Xiangbei replied decisively: "One thousand is fine." After finishing speaking, he put his bag on his back and said, "I'm going to work, and I will buy vegetables to cook in the evening."

Walking quickly to the north, Lin An yelled a few times from behind, but he couldn't catch up with his laptop and odds and ends. He turned around and wanted to complain to Su Zhe, only to see the closed security door.

Lin An cursed in a low voice, packed up the odds and ends, turned around and left. In his opinion, as long as you have money, you can't afford it.Su Zhe is already in the past tense. When he saw Xiang Bei walking out of the airport, the ten years he spent with Su Zhe had no color anymore.It is said that the seven-year itch, they have already passed seven years, as a gay guy, he thinks he has given Su Zhe enough respect, who in this circle can live together for ten years?

These days, men and women may not be able to pass ten years!

Even if there was cheating and teasing in the middle, it was well hidden. If you don't know, it won't hurt. As for knowing it, wouldn't you break up immediately?

Lin An left confidently and confidently, and thought that he would have nothing to do with Su Zhe in the future. His mind is full of Xiangbei now. It would be great if he could kiss Fangze. He would rather die for it—a bit exaggerated but almost the same That's what it means - Xiang Bei doesn't seem to dislike them, does that mean there is a chance?

When Lin An's mind was full of yellow waste, Su Zhe didn't know how the day passed. To be precise, it was a day of suffocation. The impulse to cut Lin An into pieces and the comfort of living well appeared alternately in his heart, tearing his heart apart.

When the door rang, Su Zhe wondered for a second if it was Lin An who came back. No kidding, if Lin An softened, admitted his mistake, and didn't even need to criticize himself much, he might be so moved that he would cry.

Fantasies are fantasies, and the person who entered the door was Xiang Bei, carrying a large bag, as if he had swept away the entire vegetable market.

Su Zhe stood in the living room and looked at Xiang Bei expressionlessly. After Xiang Bei nodded, he put down his backpack and went into the kitchen with many plastic bags, as if he had lived here all his life.

Su Zhe misses the narration a little bit, at least those narrations didn't fool him, and they would give a preview before he was thrown into the abyss.He walked into the kitchen and saw Xiang Bei's broad back busy in front of the stove. From a gay perspective, this was a very "attractive" scene, not to mention Xiang Bei being so handsome, but his heart was blank.

"Do you eat spicy food?" Xiang Bei's voice came.

"Don't eat." Su Zhe replied, "It affects the gastric mucosa and causes gastric ulcers. If the stomach is perforated when injured, it will kill you."

Xiang Bei just nodded without turning around, without stopping at all.

Su Zhe watched Xiang Bei finish the whole meal, and his movements were skillful. Obviously, this was not the first time. It seems that the professional chef Xiang Bei mentioned was not a joke.

Stir-fried beef tenderloin with double mushrooms and green peppers, tofu and egg flower seaweed soup, sweet and sour cabbage, and stir-fried cucumber with shrimps. The four dishes are all large dishes, with meat and vegetables, and two big men may not finish them all.

Su Zhe didn't speak. He picked up the chopsticks and sat down to eat. Xiang Bei ate equally calmly across from him.The two of them ate without saying a word. When he took the first sip of the soup, the umami was spread out on his tongue, and there was no salty smell like take-out, he couldn't help but said, "It's delicious. , It’s no problem to open a store.”

"Thank you." Xiang Bei smiled, as if he was waiting for this moment.

Su Zhe swallowed the beef tenderloin in his mouth, and suddenly wanted to say something: "Let me tell you, when I knew that he took people home to have an affair, I was thinking, I will be a martial artist from the bridge in winter." Jumping into the river, the posture of jumping is ugly five times in a row, when it is too cold to stand after finishing, is he having fun at home with his lover on the bed I bought?"

The chopsticks that served Xiangbei stopped, and then continued to eat.

"When I was scolded bloody by the martial arts instructor, and pointed at my nose and told me to fuck off, was he spending the pocket money given by his parents to have a good time outside?" Su Zheyue said that his head was lowered, and his head was almost stuck in the ground. On the desktop, "I'm not thinking about him at this moment, do you understand? I'm thinking about the hardships I have suffered! What am I thinking about? What am I suffering for? Is it for him? No, without him I would I still have to work, I have to eat and I have to live, it seems that I can’t blame him, can I?”

Tears fell into the rice and could not be seen, but the snot still had to be sucked back, after all, the rice still had to go into my mouth.

"Are you angry or not? I have been so angry that I have nowhere to vent it. In the end, I can only blame myself for being cheap! Do you think I am cheap? Ah? I am so cheap! I am so fucking cheap!" Su Zhe buried his face in the rice bowl so that no one could see his distorted expression from crying.

Xiang Bei didn't speak, only the sound of Su Zhe sniffling and chopsticks clinking on the dinner table.

People cry, but they still have to eat.

Su Zhe wiped his face vigorously, picked up his chopsticks and tried his best to eat. This meal was not cheap, and it was made by Lin An's Bai Yueguang. From any point of view, he had to eat it.When he filled his stomach, the emptiness and coldness in his body seemed to fade away a little, and the food really could soothe people's hearts.

"Is it better after eating?" Xiang Bei said.

"Thank you, it's delicious." Su Zhe said with red eyes.

"Yeah." Xiang Bei hesitated for a while, and said, "Theoretically, the blood circulation will speed up after eating, and people will feel better."

Su Zhe smiled: "If you don't want to talk, don't say it." He always felt that Xiang Bei's words were weird, as if he was too inferior to be sure of anything. For example, he needed to add "theoretically" to this sentence, but Xiang Bei Bei is definitely not a person with low self-esteem, and it can be seen from his decisive actions.

Xiang Bei actually smiled, very surprised, at the same time a narration appeared on the table: Su Zhe's appetite successfully attracted Xiang Bei's attention.

Su Zhe couldn't help sneering when he saw it. If Lin An knew that eating a large amount of food had this effect, he would probably vomit. Lin An's physical activity is less than him, and his appetite is relatively much smaller. Every time he laughs at him and the rice bucket Same.

Thinking of this, Su Zhe couldn't help taking pictures of the leftovers and cold dishes on the dining table, and added a Moment: The food cooked by the handsome guy is delicious. After thinking about it, set it so that only Lin An can see it.

When I looked up, I found a new narration box: Xiang Bei decided to bring back all the leftover ghost feasts to Su Zhe.

Su Zhe:? ? ?