atypical breakup

"So what do you want me to do with him now?" Cong He supported his forehead with a headache, and looked at Nie Zhengyang, who was lying on his back in a chair with a dizzy face.

Behind him, Li Xiucheng with dark red cheeks was lying motionless on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"What else can I do..." Nie Zhengyang's head has stopped working now, and his vision of Conghe has become blurred. As he said, he hiccupped, "Let him stay here first."

Nie Zhengyang waved his hand nonchalantly, his mind full of alcohol had long since forgotten about the breakup between Conghe and Li Xiu.

"You..." Cong He choked, but faced with Nie Zhengyang's current state, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

never mind.he thinks.The next is not an example.

On the other side, Li Xiucheng, who was pretending to be asleep on the sofa, raised his eyelids furtively, and glanced at his concubine and his tense back.Seeing that the other party was about to turn around, he hastily closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be drunk.

Walking over from He without noticing it, he strenuously supported Li Xiucheng's heavy body.With Cong He stretching out his hand, Li Xiucheng quietly rested his head on Cong He's neck.

The nose is filled with the long-lost familiar breath from Conghe.Li Xiucheng was secretly delighted.

"It's really heavy." Cong He struggled to support Li Xiucheng, and complained dissatisfied.

On the other side that he couldn't see, Li Xiucheng opened his eyes, and there was an extremely sober light in his eyes.A small but very smug smile appeared on his face.

Li Xiucheng murmured while pretending to be drunk, while rubbing against Conghe's neck like a big dog: "Conghe... Conghe..."

"Okay, okay." Cong He caressed Li Xiucheng's back helplessly as if comforting a pet, "Be honest."

Eating too much tofu will inevitably make people suspicious. Li Xiucheng, who has always been shrewd, at least understands the principle of moderation.When Cong He was stroking his back again, Li Xiucheng stopped rubbing around, and obediently lay on Cong He's body.

Seeing that the other party finally calmed down, Cong He couldn't help but sighed, and half dragged and dragged Li Xiucheng into the guest room.

Li Xiucheng, who seemed to be "drunk like mud", was carefully put on the bed.

He was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed at the moment, so he didn't dare to look at Cong He's expression now, he just felt a scorching gaze fall on him, as if thousands of ants were biting him, and he was uncomfortable all over.

Time goes faster and faster.Li Xiucheng on the bed jumped up almost uncontrollably, and desperately hugged the person standing beside him.

At the moment when he was about to raise his fingers, Cong He suddenly sighed and sat on the side of the bed.

Li Xiucheng's body froze invisibly.

He felt Cong He's eyes darting back and forth on his face.After a while, Cong He raised his hand and slowly extended it towards him.

Li Xiucheng almost held his breath.

—— Conghe's hand stopped unexpectedly.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his hands stopped in the air like that stiffly.A few seconds later, Cong He drew Li Xiucheng's face in the air, then retracted it silently.

As if falling from the sky to the bottom of an unfathomable cliff, surrounded by steep and difficult-to-climb rock walls, Li Xiucheng experienced mixed feelings in an instant.

Cong He's clothes corner slowly disappeared behind the closed door.Li Xiucheng opened his eyes, and those deep eyes were full of restraint.

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A crisp knock sounded on the door.

Cong and opened the door, frowning.After seeing the people outside the door clearly, he asked rather irritably: "What's the matter?"

It was already the fourth day when Li Xiucheng knocked on the door with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

Li Xiucheng's cheeks flushed slightly, and he couldn't lift his eyelids.The next second he saw Conghe, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he rushed towards him as if he had found his master, and he called out affectionately, "Conghe..."

He pounced so fast that before Cong He could guard against him, Li Xiucheng threw him into his arms.

Conghe had no choice but to support each other, and turned his face away in disgust.

Inside the door, Nie Zhengyang, who was passing by holding a teacup, happened to see this scene, and whistled playfully: "Hey, here we go again."

Hearing this, Cong He gave Nie Zhengyang a hard look, and the fierce look in his eyes made the other party run away in fright, and hid back in his room like a rabbit with its tail on fire.

Different from the previous treatment, Li Xiucheng was unceremoniously thrown onto the bed by Conghe.

As soon as he touched the big bed, the drunk Li Xiucheng turned over while murmuring.

Cong He frowned at the scene in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed Xiucheng hard.He wanted to get angry, but facing Li Xiucheng's drunken appearance, it was like punching cotton with his fist, and he was instantly discouraged.

"Li Xiucheng." Cong He shouted impatiently.

The person he called out responded lightly, which sounded like a subconscious response.

"Li Xiucheng." The crease between Cong and his brows deepened, "Stop pretending to me, you think I don't know you're pretending to be drunk?"

Li Xiucheng's eyes suddenly opened, completely clear.

"Don't pretend to be drunk anymore." Cong He behind him continued, his tone full of helplessness, "This is the last time."

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"Secretary Lin," Li Xiucheng said, walking around the door anxiously, staring nervously at the hot towel wrapped around his arm, "is the method you mentioned effective?"

"Trust me, it's very useful!" A female voice came from the other end of the phone, swearing, "You rub it harder, it will look more like that!"

Hearing this, Li Xiucheng lowered his head, stared intently at the hot towel, and rubbed it back and forth a few times very earnestly—a red spot immediately appeared on his arm.

Seeing that everything was ready, Li Xiucheng knocked on the door nervously.

Cong He, expressionless, appeared behind the door.

"I..." Being watched by the other party, Li Xiucheng was a little speechless.His throat moved, and he mustered up the courage to say, "I'm allergic."

As he said that, as if to dispel Cong He's suspicion, Li Xiucheng raised his red arm in front of Cong He.

"Oh..." Cong He Chang groaned, and his eyes fell on Li Xiucheng's arm, "If you are allergic, you should go to the hospital. Why do you want me?"

"You weren't like this before." Upon hearing Cong He's indifferent answer, Li Xiucheng's eyes instantly turned pitiful, and he said as if accusing, "You never ignored me before."

"Really?" Cong He smiled indifferently, "You also said it was before."

Being choked by Conghe, Li Xiucheng could only express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.He looked at Cong He without blinking, his eyes full of accusations.

Under such gazing, Rao's concentration is very calm, but he can't handle it.He thought for a while, and said to Li Xiucheng outside the door, "Wait a minute."

Li Xiucheng's eyes brightened instantly.

After a while, Cong He returned with a pile of ointment in his hands, and stuffed it into Li Xiucheng's arms without looking at it: "Okay, take it back and rub it."

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Cong He pretended to glance at the door casually——Since the last time he used ointment to drive away the other party, Li Xiucheng seemed to have been hit hard, and he hadn't come to the door for several days.

"Xiaohe...Xiaohe!" Nie Zhengyang, who was sitting across from him, called persistently, and only then pulled Cong and Piaoyuan's thoughts back.

"What?" Cong and Zhengse looked at each other.

"What do you think of writing like this?" Nie Zhengyang held up a piece of colorfully painted white paper and handed it to Conghe.

Take it from and, lower your head and check carefully for any omissions.After a while, the paper was handed back: "It should be fine."

"Then I'll post it like this." Nie Zhengyang said happily, and picked up the teacup lying at his feet, "Let's go, baby, and find your real parents!"

"Woof!" The tea cup answered crisply in his arms.

Seeing the tacit cooperation between the person and the dog, Cong He shook his head amusedly, then lowered his head and continued with the work in hand.

Who would have thought that when Nie Zhengyang left, the sky was still cloudless, and after a while, the sky gradually darkened.The sky outside the window turned dim, and large black clouds piled up in the sky, showing a scene of imminent rain.

Cong He stared out of the window in a daze.I don't know how Nie Zhengyang is posting now?And there is...

The bell rang suddenly, echoing sharply in the silent room.

Conghe picked up the phone, and Nie Zhengyang's voice came from the other end: "Hey, Xiaohe, do you think it's a coincidence? I just went out, and when I turned a corner, I ran into the owner of the teacup. He insisted that he would repay you." As for me, I really can't refuse, and it just so happens that the weather is not very good, so I won't go back..."

A burst of thunder suddenly sounded, and the sudden torrential rain began to crackle, gradually engulfing Nie Zhengyang's words.

Cong He slowly put down his mobile phone, looking at the raindrops hitting the window.

"Conghe!" The door was slammed, and Li Xiucheng's familiar voice came from outside the door.

Startled, Cong He stood up in a panic, ignoring the dropped mobile phone, and stumbled towards the door.

Panting, he opened the door, and saw Li Xiucheng standing outside the door, who was drenched all over.

Probably because he didn't expect it to rain on the way here, and now Li Xiucheng's whole body is wet.Precarious drops of water slid down his hair and flowed into the slightly open collar bit by bit.

Li Xiucheng stared at Conghe intently, "Conghe..."