After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Jiang Zhiyu was speechless by his confident attitude and tone.

Hearing the meaning of Shen Heng's words, it seems that he is an insignificant sex buddy, and when he runs out, he can pat his ass and part ways at will.

"Didn't we get along very well today? Why can't we continue like this?" Jiang Zhiyu walked to Shen Heng's bedside and watched him from top to bottom.

Shen Heng lowered his head slightly, Jiang Zhiyu could only see the furry hair on his head.

Shen Heng paused for a moment when he tapped the screen, and he looked up at Jiang Zhiyu, his gaze was very calm: "You won't be so naive as to think that if I slept with you once, we can get back together again, right? You just happened to show up at the right time, whether it's you or someone else this afternoon, it doesn't make any difference to me."

There was serious coldness in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes. He sat down by the bed, leaned forward and stared at Shen Heng's eyes, and looked at him, and there seemed to be a cold flash in his eyes: "This year I was away, Have you ever dated someone else?"

Shen Heng didn't shy away from it, and said generously: "I had this kind of idea, but I didn't find one that suits my appetite. It's a good time for you to come, and we can take what we need."

"..." Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt depressed, "How did you become like this?"

Shen Heng was not angry, but looked at him with a smile, but that smile made people feel cold for no reason: "In a sense, it is thanks to you. If you don't like it, leave here quickly."

Jiang Zhiyu shook his head decisively: "I like it, as long as it's you, I like everything."

"But I don't like you." Shen Heng threw the tablet aside, straightened up and looked at him: "I don't like anything."

Jiang Zhiyu stared at Shen Heng's decisive expression, unable to even squeeze out a forced smile, he slowed down and said, "You really know how to stab a knife in my heart."

"But this is all retribution." Jiang Zhiyu looked at the bright but cold expression of the person in front of him with some nostalgia, and said in a low voice: "Wait until you put the knives I put in your heart back into me one by one Come on, I will spend the rest of my life to slowly heal those scars with you."

The light in the room was soft and shone dimly on Shen Heng's body, and the lustrous halo made his eyes look like broken stars twinkled.

He turned his eyes: "I'm afraid you don't have that patience."

"I have it." Jiang Zhiyu gently kissed his forehead, his tone was gentle but firm: "As long as you are willing to give me this chance, I will be able to prove it to you."

Shen Heng was speechless, and finally leaned back on the head of the bed behind him again, and said lightly: "It's up to you."

The atmosphere in the air was slightly awkward, Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng for a while, and then said softly: "Then I'm leaving." The tone was very gentle, and when he said this, his eyes were locked on Shen Heng's. On the two lips, expecting the other party to let go and let him stay.

And Shen Heng just said "um", without even giving him an extra look.

Jiang Zhiyu concealed the disappointment in his heart, he got up and walked to the door of the bedroom, and looked back before leaving, there was a tablet in front of Shen Heng, who seemed to be watching TV very seriously.

He closed the door carefully, as if he was afraid to scare the people in the house.The living room didn't turn on the lights, so Jiang Zhiyu walked to the entrance in the dark, opened the door, and left without looking back.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Shen Heng turned his eyes away from the flat screen that had already been blacked out. Under the cover of the quilt, he clasped his unconscious hands tightly, and slowly regained his sense of touch.

He sat on the bed for a while, then silently covered his chest, it seemed that only in this way could he slightly slow down his beating heart.

"No prospect..." He seemed to be muttering to himself, listen carefully, what he said was repeated: "Shen Heng, you are really worthless..."

...

The next day, Shen Heng cleaned up the sheets and quilts that Jiang Zhiyu had slept on, and the carpet that was ruined by the two of them yesterday. There is only a public washing machine in the apartment here. Shen Heng thinks it is dirty so he has never used it. He always washes it by hand. .

But these things are thick and heavy. It took him a whole afternoon to wash them and wring them out. And because he used his waist too much yesterday, when he hung them on the balcony, his back was sore and sore, and it took him a long time to get over it. .

He sorted out the garbage of the past two days, and there was still the cake that Jiang Zhiyu sent two days ago in the refrigerator. He didn't touch a single bite, so he probably couldn't eat it.

Shen Heng took it out and put it in a garbage bag, and went downstairs to throw it away.

He clapped his hands and turned to go home. Before taking two steps, he keenly felt the sound of slight footsteps coming from behind him.

The law and order here is no better than in China. The place he lives in is considered to be the city center. Although the security is not bad, it is not that there have been cases of stalking and robbery, so Shen Heng immediately became vigilant.

He quickened his pace first, and the people behind followed suit in a hurry. Shen Heng took advantage of the distance to look back, but he didn't expect to see a familiar face.

Jam seemed very excited. It was winter, and he seemed to be sweating a lot. When Shen Heng turned his head, he had already run all the way in front of him, "Shen, long time no see."

He had a strange smell about him that wasn't there that night at the bar.Shen Heng frowned and took a step back, dodging before Jam grabbed his arm.

Jam's expression was a little hurt: "Shen, why are you hiding from me?"

"I know you Orientals are very shy, so I can forgive you for shutting me out that night." Jam said quickly in English, his pupils unfocused because of inexplicable excitement: "As compensation, I can talk to you tonight." Am I dating?"

Shen Heng opened his hand on his shoulder: "No, if you don't want to enter the police station, please don't come to harass me."

Jam's complexion changed. He is tall and tall. Although his facial features have the depth and delicacy of Westerners, they looked a little gloomy and even ferocious at this moment. He raised his voice and said, "Why?"

Shen Heng glared at him irritably, turned around and wanted to leave, but saw Jam stretching out his arms, making a gesture to rush over and hug him.

This reckless behavior was caught off guard, Shen Heng did not dodge to the side, subconsciously raised his leg in desperation, and kicked Jam hard in the stomach.

His kick was so hard that Jam was kicked directly to the ground and sat there, clutching his lower abdomen, curled up, and groaned in pain.

Shen Heng glanced at him with disgust, Jam still had the strength to raise his head and look at him at this time, there was no pain on his face, but he gave him a look of resentment: "Shen, as long as you live here, you will always One day, you will be mine."

Shen Heng stopped, and just as he was about to say something to the person lying on the ground, Jiang Zhiyu called him from the corridor behind him: "Shen Heng?"

He looked back, Jiang Zhiyu was walking towards him quickly with a smile, Shen Heng was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

"I..." Jiang Zhiyu walked to Shen Heng's side, and just about to answer, he saw Jam lying on the ground staring at them.

He frowned and looked around a few times before he had a slight impression of the man who made trouble at the door of Shen Heng's house that night.

"He came to harass you again?" Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng.

Shen Heng nodded: "Yes."

"Then you beat him like this?" Jiang Zhiyu said with a bit of surprise.

Shen Heng nodded silently.

"Awesome!" Jiang Zhiyu praised him, with a tone of praise and genuine appreciation: "As expected of the person I like."

Shen Heng glanced at him, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Jiang Zhiyu took two steps forward, then squatted down in front of Jam.

Jam still remembered the experience that night when this terrifying Chinese man punched himself until he was unconscious on the ground and couldn't open his eyes, so he took a few steps back in horror.

"This is the second time I saw you, and the last time." Jiang Zhiyu warned Jam in English, with a chilling ruthlessness in his voice: "If I see you appearing near his house again, or trying to Find him, I can't guarantee whether you can go back alive like today."

Jam was stunned, but Jiang Zhiyu didn't give him time to react, he just got up and left his surroundings as quickly as he left the garbage.

Walking to Shen Heng's side, Jiang Zhiyu smiled at him with comforting warmth: "Go home."

When Jiang Zhiyu was threatening Jam, Shen Heng stood behind and watched. He was no stranger to Jiang Zhiyu like this, and even felt a little familiar.But it was because of this familiarity that he was able to realize more clearly that Jiang Zhiyu had just restrained his temper in front of him.

And how long can this kind of depression and restraint last?

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Zhiyu suddenly asked him in a low voice.

Shen Heng was silent for a while, and finally spit out a word: "Scared."

Jam said that as long as you live here, one day, you will be mine.

Hearing these words for the first time, it was as if a poisonous snake had crawled all over his back, wrapped in toxins and a cold and slippery disgusting touch.

Jiang Zhiyu touched the back of his head, and said in a warm voice: "He came to you today, most likely because he took too many drugs, and he smelled like a drug addict, but he was still sane. He can understand the words, so he will not dare to come again in the future."

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Zhiyu looked gently at Shen Heng's side face: "I'm here, so you don't have to be afraid."

Shen Heng was sent to his door by him all the way.

Opening the door, Shen Heng walked in first. Jiang Zhiyu didn't seem to intend to follow in, which surprised Shen Heng.

He looked at the people outside the door with his bright eyes, paused to close the door, and finally asked his inner question: "Why did you suddenly appear here today?"

"I rented a house here." Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng's surprised expression, and pointed to the side with some joy, which was the apartment next to Shen Heng's house separated by a wall: "From today on, we are neighbors. "

Shen Heng silently glanced at the direction he pointed, and only experienced a few seconds of brief surprise.After all, this is indeed Jiang Zhiyu's style of doing things.

But if it were Jiang Zhiyu before, he would probably just use all kinds of methods to live in his own house, and now it is a kind of concession.

Jiang Zhiyu gestured to him for the mobile phone in his hand, with a smile in his tone: "We live so close now, would you like to add my WeChat back? We can take care of each other if there is anything."

"..." Shen Heng wanted to refuse at first, but after hesitating for a moment, he still took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code with Jiang Zhiyu's expectant look, and added him back again.

Jiang Zhiyu looked contentedly at the screen where his friend had passed the verification, and smiled softly: "Then I'll go back first, there are still some things left in the room."

"Well, goodbye." Shen Heng nodded politely.

After returning to the house, Shen Heng lay on the bed and watched TV for a while, but he always felt itchy in his heart. He picked up his mobile phone and looked through Jiang Zhiyu's circle of friends.

Jiang Zhiyu never posted in the past. Shen Heng and him have been together for four years. No matter what special day it is, no matter how much people in the circle of friends celebrate it, he has never seen Jiang Zhiyu appear in the circle of friends.

But this time, he was startled.

The most recently updated one was posted half a month ago, with only two simple words: "Wait for me."

Going forward, almost every week or three or four days, Jiang Zhiyu would send a message, either Shen Heng's name, or a simple sentence like "I miss you."

Shen Heng scrolled down to the end, the first update was just two days after he left the country, it was a sentence of "I'm sorry."

Although most of the contents are these, the huge amount still makes Shen Heng feel a little astonishing.

If Jiang Zhiyu does this, isn't he really afraid of becoming a laughing stock in the circle of friends?

At the same time, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't wait to watch Shen Heng share his daily life on WeChat.

Sometimes it is to repost some soft articles from the law firm’s official account, sometimes it is to share the books I read, or the meal I cooked recently, and there are a few group photos of the law firm. Jiang Zhiyu zoomed in and looked at Shen Heng. soft.

This kind of freshness, with the desire to share and express, is what he wants to see most.Instead of the indifferent and speechless attitude that appears every time I see myself.

Jiang Zhiyu took a separate screenshot of Shen Heng's position in the group photo, drew up a circle of friends, thought about it carefully, and wrote: My wife is so beautiful.

Before sending it, he habitually clicked "Only Shen Heng can see it."

Shen Heng deleted him back then, but Jiang Zhiyu still kept him on the list.

He discovered by chance one time that when he posted on Moments, he could still see Shen Heng. This knowledge made him feel a little comforted, so whenever his body was occupied by thoughts and guilt, he would use this method to relieve it. Some depressed.

It was as if Shen Heng could really accept his miss.

Thinking that Shen Heng has been added back now, Jiang Zhiyu paused when he clicked the send button, and chose to be visible only to himself.

But what he didn't expect was that now that the two of them had joined back, Shen Heng could still see all the content that "only Shen Heng could see" in the past.

Shen Heng roughly finished reading Jiang Zhiyu's circle of friends, looked at the content on the screen with a complicated expression, and clicked to exit.

The screen returned to the chat interface, and the next second, the phone buzzed and received a WeChat message from Jiang Zhiyu.

[On the first day of moving, do you want to warm up the room together? 】