Tender trapping

Not only Ran Xu couldn't figure it out, even Zhuo Wenlang himself felt very annoyed and at a loss for what he did. He had dealt with too many million or even tens of millions of projects, but none of them was as exciting as Ran Xu. People have no way to start.

Holding the clip that he never left his hand, Lee sat calmly opposite Zhuo Wenlang, put on a doctor's usual serious face, pushed the glasses frame with his fingers, and let Zhuo Wenlang speak for himself.

"Let's omit those steps of building trust, anyway, you and I already know enough."

"...that's why I hate doctors."

"You don't need to treat me as a doctor, but as a friend. Anyway, people like you probably don't have many friends." Lee felt a bit reluctant.

Zhuo Wenlang cursed, got up and lit the cigar in his hand, the pungent smell of burning tobacco permeated the room, which made people even more uneasy, finally Lee couldn't hold back and pushed the window open, strongly protesting this second-hand smoke exposure enter.

Zhuo Wenlang put down the cigar, and then told Lee that he didn't know, so he kept Ran Xu until he figured it out.

"I just don't think he can just let him go, it's not in my tolerance."

Lee said: "But Ran Xu is also an independent individual, you can't impose your own will on him, you are in a dead end."

Zhuo Wenlang still insisted: "But he can't leave."

"why?"

The topic went back to the beginning. Time seemed to have passed for a long time. The cigar burned quietly and then went out. The spring wind of the city came in from the window, carrying the fragrance of crabapple flowers by the street. At this time, everything seemed to be growing. Zhuo Wenlang’s There seems to be something under the chest, rolling, struggling, and desperately inserting roots into his heart...

"I might, really like him."

"You're in love." Lee spread the word "love" naked without hesitation, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled slyly, "Look, I told you a long time ago that you will meet such a people, and then regret what they did."

"You make me look like a prodigal son." Zhuo Wenlang frowns in disapproval, he is very disgusted with Lee's self-awareness, "I take every appointment seriously, and I am sure that they get what they want ,only……"

"It's just not for long." Lee took his words, "You always talk and talk, and you find that the other party has many shortcomings that you can't bear. You can't empathize with him, and you don't understand why he does those things. Something that is clearly intellectually wrong, so you end up feeling stupid and end the relationship."

"I never said they were stupid."

"But you think so in your heart, boss." Lee poked him unceremoniously, "It's hard for you to empathize with others, but you don't want to be different, so you will be sensible enough to outline your emotional life , but you’re not learning to love others, you’re just filling your own emptiness.”

Zhuo Wenlang didn't speak, Lee continued: "It's nothing to admit this, people are selfish, speaking of it, now I should congratulate you, I finally met someone who can torture you." He drummed without sincerity applaud.

·

When Zhuo Wenlang finally returned to the villa, it was already the second night.

Ran Xu gradually relaxed his vigilance because no one was at home these two days. He was lying on the bed while watching TV and drinking milk before going to bed. The servant would deliver a glass of milk with honey every night, which was called calcium supplementation to grow taller .

When Zhuo Wenlang knocked on the door and came in, the milk stains on Ran Xu's mouth hadn't been wiped off, he stared at the man standing by the door with wide eyes, regained his composure, and then complained: "You...how are you Walking without movement."

"You turn up the TV volume too much." Zhuo Wenlang took the remote control panel and turned down the TV volume.

Ran Xu originally thought that he should leave after sitting here for a while, after all, when Zhuo Wenlang was chatting with him, Ran Xu only responded in a vague way.

To be honest, he doesn't want to have any more close contact with Zhuo Wenlang now - if he wants to forget a relationship, at least it shouldn't be because the person is always dangling in front of you.

However, Zhuo Wenlang was quite persistent, as if he had forgotten the fact that the two had broken up, and sat beside Ran Xu's bed, and even did not shy away from changing home clothes in his room, as if he was going to hug him after chatting. Sleep together - as every couple in love does.

Finally Ran Xu couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to stay here overnight?"

Zhuo Wenlang nodded: "Is it okay?" It was a question, but it didn't look like asking for opinions.

Ran Xu shook his head: "No, we have already broken up."

His words made the atmosphere in the room drop to freezing point, and the smile on Zhuo Wenlang's face disappeared. He looked at Ran Xu quietly for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "Xiao Xu, if I promise you the future, would you still try to get along with me?" I go down?"

Ran Xu sat motionless by the bed, his whole body was very stiff, he didn't understand why Zhuo Wenlang suddenly lowered his head now, it's just that such an expression seemed too inappropriate to appear on his face - the impression of Zhuo Wenlang Mr. is always like a star in the night sky, high above and hard to reach.

It should be Ran Xu himself who should feel inferior and have no confidence, right?

"Our world is too different." Ran Xu lowered his head, not daring to look into Zhuo Wenlang's eyes, for fear of being shaken by his discovery, "Besides, I can no longer trust you. Conflict broke out among us, so it's better to separate early."

The room was very quiet, except for the mechanical voice of the news host on the TV whose volume was turned down, and Ran Xu's own heartbeat.

By the time he realized it, Zhuo Wenlang had already left the room.

Ran Xu let go of the tightly squeezed bed sheet, only to realize that his palms were already covered with sweat—he was too nervous, and he was afraid that if Zhuo Wenlang made one more request, he would agree.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Presumably such a proud person will not bow his head for the second time, and a person like Zhuo Wenlang, no matter how tightly he holds on now, once he really separates, he will definitely find a new lover, lover or other soon...

After that night, the conversation between the two seemed to have never happened, maybe both parties were pretending nothing happened.

As always, Zhuo Wenlang had to go out every day, sometimes for a long time, sometimes for a short time, but every night he would return to the villa, and sit and eat with Ran Xu.

On the evening of the sixth day, Zhuo Wenlang told Ran Xu that he planned to go to an inaccessible no-man's land to the west to take photos in the near future.

"It's rare that I have time recently, and I'm going to give myself a vacation." With a smile on his face, Zhuo Wenlang put a piece of sweet and sour pork into Ran Xu's bowl, "If you want, you can go with me."

Ran Xu said "Thank you" in a low voice, set his eyes on the rice in front of him, and didn't answer Zhuo Wenlang's words.

After a while, he reminded: "Tomorrow is the last day. According to the agreement, I can leave this villa and go back to school."