Facing scumbags, I choose BE

Jing Huan felt dizzy, as if fainted.

His throat rolled up and down, and the throat was poured down like countless wild sands, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

After a long while, he smiled sadly: "It's clear whether I'm playing wild or you are playing wild."

After the last two words fell, Chu Qing suddenly hesitated in his heart.

He opened Jing Huan's black eyes and looked at the Siemens refrigerator next to him. After saying this, he dared not look directly into Jing Huan's eyes.

It was as if the secrets that were hidden in my heart were being stripped away and exposed to the sun.

He held his breath in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, obviously he was questioning Jing Huan, but now he was the one who put him in the army.

The anger in his heart was half in his chest, he suddenly picked up the vase with flowers in it from the table, raised it high and hit the floor fiercely.

"Crack——" There was a crisp sound, the expensive vase was smashed to pieces, and the ceramic powder was scattered everywhere on the open ground. Some of the powder splashed on Jing Huan's face, hanging His cheeks ached.

Jing Huan trembled all over: "Have you learned how to throw things at home?"

Chu Qing panted heavily, and as soon as he took the key, he left him with a back: "You can eat the food you cooked at home."

Immediately after two sounds of "———", the door was slammed shut.

The whole floor shook after the shock.

After the people left, Jing Huan looked at the broken glass all over the floor. He slowly squatted down and picked it up bit by bit. This vase was his favorite, and it had been around for some years.

Three years ago, he and Chu Qing had sex at home all night, and the next day, Chu Qing took him out to play together.

Passing by a flower shop, he wanted to go in and have a look. At that time, he caught sight of this peacock blue curved vase.

Although the price was very expensive, Chu Qing still bought it as a gift for him.

In the blink of an eye, it had been several years, but he never expected that the vase would be smashed by Chu Qing in the end.

Still because of him.

Looking at Suimo, Jing Huan felt that what was broken was not the vase but the 12 years he and Chu Qing had been together.

What is broken is the expectation and trust of countless days and nights.

What is broken is the best time in his life. How many 12 years in his life can he waste because of another person willingly?

He Jing Huan wasted once, and he probably won't spend it again in his life.

Thinking of this, he shook the hand holding the glass slag hard, and the hard thing pierced into the flesh, causing his whole nerves to tremble, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Maybe it was because he urgently needed a kind of absolute pain to relieve the depression in his heart.

Thick blood slowly dripped down his palm like small drops of water, and it was particularly glaring when it fell on the gray floor.

Tears came out unsatisfactorily again, and now the house is empty.

He can flow out wantonly, and it is clear whether he will come back after going out for a while, and he can cry well without worrying about others seeing it.

The tears mixed with the blood on the ground and the clear water flowing out of the vase, mixed together three times, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

The medicine I just took will be writhing up and down in my stomach, as if I am going to spit it out.

He was supposed to take it on an empty stomach, but the doctor told him to eat after taking the medicine, so he cooked rice porridge.

Now, there is a smell of burnt coffee in the kitchen.

He got up and walked over, turned off the gas stove, because he had a conflict with Chu Qing just now, and forgot that the pot was still on the fire.

At this moment, there was a choking smell of smoke in the room, and the rice in the pot had long been boiled dry.

He turned off the fire and looked at the silent kitchen.

Here, he stayed for several years.

He was a man who stayed willingly for another man for several years, and every day in his heart there was nothing but necessities.

Now, this man doesn't trust him, doubts him, yells and throws things in front of him and then walks out.

What has he been doing all these years?

With his ability, which company would suffer such a useless attitude when he went out to work?

Jing Huan smelled the burnt smoke and looked at the pots and pans in the room. The nausea in his heart was so strong that he retched along the sink with a "wow".

The undigested capsule was exposed along his excrement, and the medicine he took just now was in vain.

He vomited a puddle, but the nausea in his heart still didn't subside. He vomited until all the yellow water came out, and he didn't have any strength to vomit, so he lay down on the sink, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

In the past, for the sake of clarity, he felt that being able to cook a bowl of porridge and make dumplings stuffed with celery in the kitchen was the happiest thing in the world.

But now looking at this ten-square-meter small kitchen, he felt that he was a man, and the biggest wrong decision he made in his life was to listen to Chu Qing's sweet words and give up his soaring sky, and eat three meals a day. The Bailaiping reinforced concrete house that thinks it is happy.

Perhaps, this is not the worst thing, maybe it was wrong in the first place, he shouldn't be with this man.

He didn't give up his chance to be a graduate student, and broke his wings to fly to higher places because of his feelings.

The nasal cavity is full of the mixed smell of acid water and medicine from the stomach.

His mind was clearer in this moment than in any moment in more than 20 years.

In the end, he went over to fetch the burnt rice pot, and threw the burnt rice into the trash can. He felt as if he was throwing away all his feelings for Chu Qing in the past 12 years.

At first they were like cooking a bowl of thick clear rice. Although life was dull, there were laughter, love and care. He was comfortable eating clear soup, but now, some people feel that the life of clear soup with little water is boring. He wants to go out to hunt meat and find more delicious bone soup to drink, what can he do?

If the clear rice is boiled for too long, it loses its original delicate flavor, and naturally it does not have the satisfying appetite of broth.

Jing Huan poured a little dish soap into the pot, trying to wash away the unpleasant smell of burnt coffee, but finally found that, no matter what, the burnt smell remained at the bottom of the pot, just like the smell he had with him. After there was a gap between Chu and Qing, no matter what, it would be difficult to restore it to the past, right?

After staying at home for too long, it's no wonder that Chu Qing dislikes him.

Jing Huan regretted it in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He could only accept this ending. Before, he saw some sensational chicken soup posted by some bloggers on a WeChat official account, saying that married women must not forget the word "independence". Half of them easily leave their jobs to serve as family and men's guarantors.

Mu, otherwise, how I chose with a smile at the beginning, and regretted it later with tears.

At that time, he watched it, and shook his head with a smile. Now that bloggers say anything just to gain attention, why would they cry and regret when they are in a good relationship? ?

Now, he finds out, that article was right, not just about women but about all the millions of infatuated idiots who stay at home for their significant other.

The only blame is that he was too ignorant at the time, and he insisted on being strong even when he saw it.

Now that I have suffered a lot, it seems too late to regret it.

There was only a meaningless sigh left in vain.

He didn't want to take the medicine he vomited out, so what else would he eat these days?

He took drugs to spend more time with Chu Qing and the people he loved the most, but now he suddenly found out that he had this disease, which might be a relief, he didn't want to take it.

Just let him continue to deteriorate, and when the day is irreparable and out of control, just let him go with the wind.

Keeping Chu Qing alone in the world, it has nothing to do with who he goes to find.

Life is a long and slow river, Chu Qing has stepped across the other side of the river and found his own sky, but he is still in the same place, so let him continue to stay in the unchanging place forever.

He touched the platinum ring on his hand, it was given to him by Chu Qing, each of them had one, and he had never taken it off since he put it on, including taking a bath and washing his clothes, he stroked it carefully, Inside the pocket is a 2-carat diamond that sparkles in the light.

The day Chu Qing put it on for him, she looked at him very seriously: "Huanhuan, diamonds are unbreakable, and feelings are unbreakable."

Chu Qing is looking for someone to cut a custom-made couple ring with whole diamonds alone.

The diamond is so hard, it is so small and set in the diamond ring drag, it is estimated that it will not be broken for a lifetime without any accident.

When Jing Huan heard this, he burst out laughing, hugged him and kissed Chu Qing lightly on the lips: "As you said."

At that time, they must have never imagined that with the baptism of time, the diamonds will shine more and more, but their feelings will become increasingly dim, and they cannot escape the curse of time after all.

On the way the two walked side by side, they were most afraid of one of them suddenly speeding up. When they looked back, they didn't smile and hand out a pair of big hands to the people behind them, but sneered sharply: "Why are you walking so slowly?"

Jing Huan touched the perfectly cut diamond ring and smiled wryly.

They spent less and less time together, and he and Chu Qing spent their days together pinching fingers, and every minute was less and less, just like that, now this man still treats him in every possible way, and prevaricates him in every way.

Did he know that he was about to leave completely?

From now on, there will be no one in the world like him who cares about his well-being regardless of rewards, who will get up early and go to the vegetable market to buy the freshest meat and celery for his favorite dumpling, and who will give up because of his cough When I wake up at night, I cook Sydney Chuanbei soup for him. Because he doesn’t like fish soup, he will change his taste and change the soup into braised...

On the other side of the elevated.

Chu Qing broadcast the number: "Bring me some food to Hexi No. [-]."

There was a surprised voice on the other side of the phone, and then he hung up the phone.

There are many people on the elevated road at night, and the nighttime in big cities is the peak time for everyone's activities.

He was stuck in the road, and the anger in his heart urgently needed another clear stream to relieve him.

He was very restless.

He smashed it on the steering wheel, which really pissed him off today.

Jing Huan is a good-tempered person. Ever since he met him, he has never seen him blushing or losing his temper. Even though he traveled all over the world and met countless rascals, he was easy-going, polite, and never Talk to people with red neck.

Today, he is angry.

Ask yourself loudly who played wild?

Chu Qing knocked her head on the steering wheel, who played wild?

Is it Jing Huan or him?