past star

When Xue Xun heard about Wen Yanyu, it was almost a day later.Unexpectedly, everyone was going crazy, and Wen Yanyu went back to Jingcheng's artist dormitory by himself.

When the phone was connected to Wen Yanyu, Xue Xun immediately asked, "Where are you?"

Wen Yanyu answered honestly: "I'm in Jingcheng's dormitory now."

Hearing the sudden disconnection sound, Wen Yanyu grinned a little ugly.

Within an hour, Xue Xun opened the door and appeared in front of him.

Wrapped in a thick scarf and coat, Xue Xun's nose was still red from the cold, his hair was disheveled, and even his lips had some green residue.Compared with Xue Xun, who was always elegant and meticulous in clothes, he seemed indescribably embarrassed.

Still carrying the cold air from the outside, Xue Xun hugged Wen Yanyu who was sitting on the chair.

"Where did you go again?"

In the deep and hoarse voice, there was a sad taste.

Wen Yanyu didn't respond, but let him hold her.

No matter how tightly Xue Xun hugged him, he still didn't say a word.

Sensing something, Xue Xun pulled his arms away a little and frowned slightly.

The way Wen Yanyu said nothing made him inexplicably flustered.

"Wen Yanyu?"

Those amber eyes turned after a momentary delay, not smiling, just looking at him quietly.

"Xue Xun, let's separate."

Xue Xun began to feel a headache.

"Wen Yanyu, what are you talking about?"

Wen Yanyu hooked his lips, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "Or, let's break up. It's just that I'm not sure if we're together now."

The air conditioner is on in the room, and the temperature is suitable.

The dark curtains were pulled tightly, making it airtight, and the weak light fell on the ground through the gap, forming a light spot.

In order to keep the room moist, a vase was specially placed beside the TV counter on one side, and a few plum blossoms bloomed quietly in the vase, with a faint fragrance.

It was a very comfortable environment, but Xue Xun felt uncomfortable staying here.

"Wen Yanyu, do you know what you're talking about?"

Wen Yanyu nodded, his expression was natural and calm: "I know."

"Why should we separate?"

Before Wen Yanyu could answer, Xue Xun asked again.

"Do you feel a lot of pressure? You can't bear it? Or are you afraid that public opinion will affect your father?"

Xue Xun's questioning was full of strong emotions, not like his usual self.

He wanted to force himself to calm down, but the emotions surging in his bone marrow seemed uncontrollable.

In the past few days, he has been under a lot more pressure from all aspects than Wen Yanyu. As long as Wen Yanyu hides in a corner, he can't hear it, but he has to deal with it, whether it is Blame is still a strange look.

In the end, is it Wen Yanyu who can't bear it first?

"It's not just..."

Xue Xun interrupted: "Then tell me why?"

It seemed to be brewing for a while, before Wen Yanyu opened his mouth slowly, his calm voice was as sharp as a knife, "Xue Xun, I have never liked you."

"You are lying."

Wen Yanyu pressed his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "It's true. My feelings for you are not so much liking, but gratitude. It's my fault, because you are so kind to me, so I am greedy for tenderness and refuse to let go , deceiving myself that I like you, but in fact... I still think homosexuality is sinful."

The huge sense of absurdity made Xue Xun dizzy for a moment.

He forced himself to smile and said, "Wen Yanyu, you are lying."

Wen Yanyu continued to say: "I'm sorry that I didn't find out until now. It took you so long. It also caused you to be entangled in bad scandals and endured so much pressure. I'm really sorry. It's me. So selfish."

The smoother and more beautiful Wen Yanyu's words were, the more unbearable Xue Xun felt.

"Enough." The tiredness of not closing his eyes for a day and a night swept up, and Xue Xun's temper finally broke out.

"What do you want to tell me? Is this what you want to understand when you disappear for a day?"

"I……"

Suddenly opening his eyes wide, Xue Xun's voice was stern, without any patience and gentleness.

"If what you want to say is the same as before, then you don't have to say it."

Annoyed, he pinched his eyebrows with his fingers.

"Wen Yanyu, do you think I won't be angry or tired? Or is it because you think that just because I like you and I love you, you can spoil my feelings at will?"

Wen Yanyu seemed to want to speak, but Xue Xun raised his hand to stop him.

"Well, let me tell you now, I also have a bottom line. I can bear all the pressure for you, and I don't care about anyone's eyes, but it doesn't mean that I won't be tired or hurt. Now I feel that I am idiot..."

It doesn't matter whether Wen Yanyu likes him or not, if he can choose to deceive even his feelings, then all his actions will be meaningless.

Even if Wen Yanyu really likes him, Xue Xun can be sure at that moment... that kind of liking is too shallow, or he doesn't know how to love at all.

All along, the relationship between him and Wen Yanyu has been initiated by him and maintained by him.

But the relationship needs the joint efforts of two people anyway.

He doesn't mind being the one who pays more, but... Could it be that he doesn't give anything just because of this other party?

What is the difference between one-sided feelings and wishful thinking?

He used to be confident, even though he took the initiative at first, Wen Yanyu would respond to his feelings sooner or later, yes, he waited.

But such feelings are too cheap.

Doesn't he understand that the most basic thing that two people who love each other should have is trust and frankness.

If Wen Yanyu doesn't like him at all, that's fine. If Wen Yanyu actually likes him, then what Wen Yanyu said and did today... really chilled him.

"Sorry……"

"You don't have to say I'm sorry." Xue Xun let go of Wen Yanyu, and stood opposite Wen Yanyu, the temperature of the hug was cooling down a little bit.

Coughing twice, Xue Xun pointed to his heart: "It feels very painful."

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Xue Xun laughed at himself: "If you say break up, break up. My feelings are not for you to trample on. If you don't want it, someone will want it."

After exiting the door, Xue Xun closed the door with his backhand.

Two cold words came from outside the door.

"Goodbye."

Wen Yanyu sat in the room and smiled wryly.

goodbye?

Xue Xun left, and probably won't come back this time.

Rationally, I know that this is actually a good thing that kills two birds with one stone. If you betray one and hurt one, you can get back more, but...

Why did Xue Xun faintly feel regret when he just left the house?

Did I do something wrong?