Little slag run

Di Que's face turned red as he thought about it, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't move.

It's not good to eavesdrop on people's privacy...

Went to his!What's wrong?

Anyway, what Meng Fan is about to say is likely to be related to the rest of his "dear" little uncle's life and happiness.

Well, he has the responsibility and obligation to stay and prevent bad cheating incidents from happening.

Di Que stretched his neck as it should.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I really can't take your house."

"It's nothing, it's just that it's close enough to the company, and you have a place to stay when it's too late and you don't want to go home."

Chen Feng also turned around and looked at Meng Fan with soft eyes.

"If I don't want to go home, I can stay in a hotel. If I really need to buy a house, I will buy it myself. A house is no different than anything else, it's too expensive and I can't take it." Meng Fan insisted seriously.

The old pervert actually wants to hide her beauty in a golden house!Meng Fan, well done!

Di Que was having fun behind the rockery.

"I said that a friend from the developer gave me a few sets this time, and I still have empty sets. Why do you insist on obsessing about these small problems? Do you want to refute my face?"

Chen Feng frowned, but his tone was still gentle and gentle.

Meng Fan looked at him, hesitated to speak, turned away his face after being silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Brother Feng, we are just friends."

Chen Feng was silent, and Di Que even felt that he saw Chen Feng straighten his back stiffly.

"...I know. Friends are good."

Chen Feng squeezed out a few words between his teeth, and tried his best to suppress the trembling of his voice.

"Brother Feng hasn't had a regular partner in recent years, right? What's the reason?" Meng Fan asked softly.

Chen Feng suddenly had a strong premonition that the relief or despair that had been waiting for him all this time, or that he was waiting for, was about to come.

"...There is no suitable one. Haven't you already told me clearly? You haven't influenced me, so you don't have to bear any burden."

There is no silver 300 taels here.

"Really... That's fine, I just want you to have your own life. I don't want you to continue wasting your time and energy on me, it's not worth it."

Meng Fan's words have not been so straightforward for a long time, a big stone weighed on Chen Feng's heart, and his breathing was somewhat hindered.

"Have you reunited with Shang Shiyao?"

Just that one night?So fast?

"...That's right." Meng Fan turned his head away and his eyes flickered: "You know, my mood has never changed. I have only liked him ever since, and I will always do so in the future."

Chen Feng felt a pain in his heart, and what followed after the pain was overwhelming despair.

After five years of obsession, in the end, Meng Fan could not be moved.

Chen Feng can't let go of it all the time, Meng Fan, Meng Fan, why am I not as good as Shang Shiyao, why can't you accept me?

"Brother Feng, there must be someone in this world who is more suitable for you than me. What you have for me is just an obsession. Don't torture yourself anymore." Meng Fan said everything.

Chen Feng's gentle and affectionate attitude has already become Meng Fan's emotional burden and moral condemnation.

His heart is small, and he has no way to take on another person's future.

The more you don't want to hurt him, the more you will only make him fall harder in the end.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Obsession?

Chen Feng laughed at himself.

It turned out that the only time to be tempted, to persist, was only regarded as obsession.

Then his obsession is really a stubborn and terrifying thing.

"It's time for me to work. I have a recording in the afternoon." Meng Fan looked at his watch and decided to leave.

"Ah, you go, I'll stay alone later." Chen Feng waved his hands, his voice weak.

Meng Fan left without looking back, disappeared from his sight, and withdrew from his love life.

Standing on the wind-blown rooftop, Chen Feng slowly slid on the ground leaning on the endless fence made of barbed wire.

He raised his head and looked at the large clouds flowing in the clear blue sky, as thick as piled up cotton wool, pressing down on him naked, blocking his breathing.

Chen Feng closed his eyes, the corners of which were a little moist.

Meng Fan said it was too clear, so clear that he had no way to continue deceiving himself and others.

Starting today, he will officially return to the days when there was only the word "making money" in his life.

A little bit lonely.

In an instant, losing a sustenance or hope, the balance of life will suddenly become unbalanced, tilting to one side to the bottom, leading to a deviation from the track of life.

Di Que stood quietly behind the rockery, watching Chen Feng leaning against the fence alone and powerless, behind him was a sense of emptiness where the ground could not be seen at a glance.

He has been longing to see, even in his dreams, Chen Feng's distraught appearance after breaking up with love, he finally saw it.

However, Di Que didn't feel the pleasure of revenge at all.

Such an empty background picture hurt Di Que's eyes, and he was inexplicably bored.

From the moment Meng Fan clearly rejected Chen Feng, Di Que couldn't laugh anymore.

He didn't know if it was because Chen Feng's bitter and desperate emotions were so deep that they almost reached his heart through the air.

The body trembled slightly, and the voice was a little unsteady. Even though Chen Feng concealed it well, Di Que seemed to have been amplified several times, and he received everything.

The old man sat there, closing his eyes as if he was dead, and exposed his helpless and vulnerable side in front of him, his heart suddenly softened.

At this moment, he felt that Chen Feng...was a bit pitiful.

What Meng Fan said about getting back together was lying to Chen Feng, because Shang Shiyao always called him to complain that no matter how hard he tried, Meng Fan still treated him indifferently, unfeelingly, violently, and so on.

However, Di Que thinks that Meng Fan did nothing wrong.

When it is broken, it is broken, and the relationship that cannot be started and can't bear to end the ambiguity is the intolerance and repetition that only women have.

Men, it's time to cut through the mess quickly, get over the pain happily, and then stand up happily.

Di Que bit his lower lip, walked around from behind the rockery, and walked towards Chen Feng.

He sighed in his heart, thinking, I really am a kind and good person!

"Yo!" Di Que stood still in front of Chen Feng with his pockets in his pocket, raised one corner of his mouth, and greeted Chen Feng with high spirits: "You really know how to enjoy it, and ran to the rooftop of B&D to hide Clean up and take a nap."

Chen Feng opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and saw Di Que standing in front of him.

I don't know if it's a problem with the light, but Chen Feng felt that the sun was shining on Di Que's face at this moment, making his facial features so vivid and full, as if the fairy boy walking down from the painting was many times more beautiful than the person he usually saw , especially those sparkling peach eyes, were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Even after many, many years, Chen Feng can still clearly recall that Di Que had a beautiful face that day.

He later learned that that feeling is called salvation.

"Why did you come up?"

Chen Feng's voice was slightly hoarse, and Di Que pretended he didn't hear it, and sat down beside Chen Feng, putting his hands on his knees and pretending to be a gentleman.

"Fuck, I've had insomnia these two days, and I wanted to find a clean place with good air and a good view to catch up on sleep, but I didn't expect you to be in the way here."

When Chen Feng heard Di Que's familiar vulgar words, his heart inexplicably opened up a little, and he laughed out loud.

"The famous and heartless Young Master Di suffers from insomnia. This is big news..." Chen Feng finally got in the mood to joke: "I remember you slept soundly next to me in the meeting just now, didn't you?"

"Your mother, I just closed my eyes and concentrated on listening to the report. Don't slander others if you don't understand!" Di Que turned his head angrily and shouted at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was staring at him with a smile, Di Que turned his head suddenly, and his lips happened to brush against a soft and cold piece.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Di Que was also dumbfounded, his whole face burned red instantly, he quickly retreated, got up from the ground in a hurry, jumped far away and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Damn it, your grandpa's pervert!" Di Que cursed Chen Feng fiercely while wiping his mouth vigorously.

Chen Feng regained his composure, stood up from the ground in a funny way, patted the soil under his body, walked up to Di Que, and said angrily, "You are the one who forcibly kissed me this time, right? You should take care of yourself as a pervert." Keep it."

Di Que raised his head and gritted his teeth at Chen Feng.

He is really cheap, this kind of person is right to let him fend for himself, why jump out to comfort him?

Chen Feng still looked at him with a smile, and he didn't feel that the way he bared his teeth, blowing his beard and staring at him was any lethal at all.

Di Que's lips were rubbed bright red by himself, like ripe cherries, as if inviting him to pick them.

Chen Feng smiled and looked away.

It turns out that a man is just a selfish and impulsive animal. One moment he was still immersed in the despair of losing his love, and the next moment he had a desire for the beauty that came to his door.

Really, even he himself has no way to look down on himself.

It seems that he will die alone, and he deserves it.

Meng Fan probably saw this clearly before saying that his feelings for him were nothing more than obsession, not love.

After all, during the five years since Meng Fan and Shang Shiyao were separated, there was no room for any man around them anymore.

Such a loyal love, he probably won't be able to do it in his life.

For men, it is always inevitable to play on the occasion or simply relieve desire.

"Go catch up on sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

However, this person in front of him is not suitable for playing games or relieving desires, he can't afford it.

He didn't know if Di Que had heard the conversation between him and Meng Fan, nor did he know how much he had heard, but for the person who stood by his side when he was most sad and pulled him back from the brink of pain, Chen Feng Be grateful.

So, he should stay away from him.

Chen Feng turned around, but his arm was grabbed. He turned around in surprise and saw Di Que's shining eyes.

"I said hello, did you fool me just now, saying that you don't have time? Instead of being lazy and hiding here, why don't you come and have a drink with me. You are my big benefactor now, I have to find a chance to flatter you OK."

The best way to comfort a broken-hearted person is to get drunk with him.

Di Que was afraid that Chen Feng would still be depressed after returning home alone, so he simply treated him as a buddy, took him out for a drink, and let Chen Feng vent his mind, so he felt at ease.

Who made him one of the parties involved in the reunion of Shang Shiyao and Meng Fan? He must be relatively responsible.