atypical breakup

"Doctor Fu!" This unexpected encounter made Conghe involuntarily let out a low cry, revealing a hint of surprise in his words.

Fu Huachi was wearing a straight shirt and trousers, the cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a white arm.The attire that doesn't fit in with the surroundings looks like he just got off work and came to the supermarket on the way.He didn't seem to expect to meet an acquaintance in this situation, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then smiled sincerely: "What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence!" Cong He nodded excitedly.Because of the previous encounter, he had always had a good impression of Fu Huachi, and after seeing him, he couldn't help feeling a little closer, "Doctor Fu, are you here to buy vegetables too?"

"Don't be 'you', 'you'." Fu Huachi waved his hand seriously. Under the reflection of the light, his arm was so white that it almost dazzled people's eyes. Come, so I leave work early and come to buy some food."

"This..." I don't know if it's because of the noble profession of a doctor that Cong He always subconsciously pays some respect to Fu Huachi.He pursed his lips, and finally smiled shyly, "I'll call him 'Doctor Fu', it's more appropriate."

Fu Huachi nodded knowingly, without any further force: "It's up to you."

The two of them just had a conversation on this side, when Nie Zhengyang, who was wandering somewhere over there, suddenly appeared from behind Conghe, slung his shoulders like a koala, and scrutinized Fu Huachi on the opposite side. .

Fu Huachi greeted each other without changing his face.

"Xiaohe, is this your friend?" Nie Zhengyang asked in Conghe's ear.He knows Cong and kind-hearted, and his ears are soft, so he is always wary of Cong and strangers who appear around him.

"Cousin." Cong He called out, remembering that he hadn't introduced to both parties, so he turned his head back and explained solemnly, "This is the Doctor Fu I told you about last time."

With that said, Conghe turned to Fu Huachi and looked him straight in the eyes: "Doctor Fu, this is my cousin Nie Zhengyang."

"Hello." Fu Huachi nodded politely.Even in the face of Nie Zhengyang's frightening scrutiny like a laser gun, he did not lose his composure in the slightest, but instead showed a distinctive calmness and composure.

In Nie Zhengyang's eyes, such a reaction made him feel indescribable admiration.

"Hello." The man was a little interesting.Nie Zhengyang thought, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.His eyes fell on the ingredients Fu Huachi was holding in his hand.

Nie Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Conghe: "Xiaohe, I think Dr. Fu seems to be planning to eat hot pot too, why don't we invite him together?"

Fu Huachi was taken aback. He had already put all his energy into dealing with Nie Zhengyang's possible "difficulties", but he did not expect such a direction.He opened his mouth, and before he could refuse, he heard Cong He from the opposite side ask with some joy: "Really? That's such a coincidence! What do you think, Doctor Fu?"

Fu Huachi stared blankly at Cong He's bright eyes.There, it seems that there are lights from all directions, so bright that people can't help but tremble.As if being propelled by a strange force, he nodded his head by accident.

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"Xiaohe, I think this Dr. Fu is good, why don't you take the opportunity to develop with him." Nie Zhengyang lay lazily on the sofa with his round belly in his arms, and said to Conghe who was busy on the other side.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Conghe scolded Nie Zhengyang without raising his head, and was busy cleaning up the wreckage on the table, "Doctor Fu is a very nice person. Besides, you don't know his sexual orientation, so don't just prescribe this kind of medicine casually." joke."

"Okay." Nie Zhengyang shrugged helplessly, matching his current posture, he looked a little funny, "I did this for your own good, who made you never forget Li Xiucheng."

Nie Zhengyang's candid remarks shot straight into his heart like a feathered arrow.Cong and the hands who were cleaning the table paused, and then, as if to cover up something, he speeded up silently.The hair on the forehead hangs down with the movement of the arms, shaking and covering the upper half of Conghe's face.

Even if he couldn't see his expression, Nie Zhengyang could still guess the other person's expression now - it must be pain in the end, making it unbearable to watch.

After a while, Cong He's voice came from the other side: "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know you yet?" Nie Zhengyang turned over and looked straight at Conghe's back in a sitting position.Conghe couldn't help but froze because of the scorching gaze, "Look at the dishes you picked, which one is your favorite?"

He paused, then continued straight to the point, "Do you dare to say that you weren't thinking about Li Xiucheng when you were eating?"

Conghe seemed to be stopped by the question, and after a while, he replied almost inaudibly: "Yes, I was thinking about him."

Hearing this, Nie Zhengyang cupped his stomach and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Cong He wiped the table vigorously while responding, as if he wanted to vent all his unwillingness on it, "How could I not want Li Xiucheng, after all, I have been with him for seven years, even if we break up now, you have to give me a buffer I can't forget him all at once."

Regarding Conghe's sworn answer, Nie Zhengyang sneered in disbelief: "I don't think you can't forget, but you don't want to forget."

From Nie Zhengyang's point of view, this relationship problem caused by poor communication could have been solved easily like Tang Woxue.But when it comes to Cong He and Li Xiucheng, two people who are entangled and awkward, it becomes a mess that can't be clearly understood.

If you want him to say, it's better to grab Li Xiucheng and give him a good beating, and force him to tell the reason why he broke up, so that Conghe can give up and settle everything once and for all.Now that he doesn't say the reason for breaking up, but also forces the other party to make a choice as if he has some difficulties, what kind of man is he.

Facing Nie Zhengyang's merciless ridicule, Cong He stopped wiping the table, and his hands that were pressing on the table were tense because of too much force.

After a while, he spoke in a low voice, but with an unusual calmness: "I will forget him."

"I will forget about Li Xiucheng." Cong He whispered as if swearing.

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On the other side, Li Xiucheng has been sitting alone in the living room for a long time since he left.His head drooped slumped, his neck bent into a tired and overwhelmed arc, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

As the shadow of the sun sank to the west, the room gradually turned dark, and when the last ray of light completely dissipated into the gap between the curtains, Li Xiucheng got up belatedly and turned on the light.

The room was instantly lit up, and the ceiling above illuminated the cold scene in front of me.Li Xiucheng's pupils shrank.

As if feeling the hunger in his belly, Li Xiucheng staggered towards the kitchen.He reached out to get some ingredients from the refrigerator, but stopped the moment he saw the door of the refrigerator.

On it, there are post-it notes from Cong and prepared for him.Li Xiucheng seemed to be able to see how Cong Heshi carefully pasted these things while talking non-stop.

Li Xiucheng's hands trembled violently as if he lost control.While shaking his hands, he tore off the post-it notes, enduring the pain and throwing them into the trash can next to him.

"I didn't do anything wrong... I didn't do anything wrong..." Li Xiucheng smiled wryly, muttering to himself intermittently from time to time.

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A few days passed in a flash, Cong and both behaved very normally.However, his seemingly calm demeanor was completely different in Nie Zhengyang's eyes.

"Why?" Noticing Nie Zhengyang's profound gaze, he asked in a bewildered manner.

The corner of Nie Zhengyang's mouth twitched almost invisibly, and he pretended to look away naturally: "It's nothing, just looking around."

Pretend to be in front of me.Nie Zhengyang secretly thought in disdain.

Cong He looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly called out: "Cousin."

"Why?" Nie Zhengyang asked back this time.

Cong He smiled slightly, with a provocative light in the corner of his eyes: "I think you are too busy, cousin, have you finished your manuscript?"

Nie Zhengyang: "..."

Conghe, who disliked Nie Zhengyang for being too idle a moment ago, never expected that the other party would find something to do the next day.

Nie Zhengyang walked into the room holding a soft mass that wriggled slightly from time to time.

When I came back to my senses, I took a closer look - a little corgi.

Although he was not surprised by Nie Zhengyang's unexpected behavior, Cong He was still a little surprised: "Cousin, what's going on?"

Nie Zhengyang teased Corgi in his arms, distractedly said: "I picked it up on the road, isn't it cute?"

He lowered Corgi gently to the floor.The opponent suddenly fell to the ground with his round buttocks.

"What should I call you?" Nie Zhengyang shook Corgi's soft paws, "You look a bit like the pattern on my teacup, why don't you call me a teacup!"

"Woof!" The teacup replied, seeming very satisfied with the name.After Nie Zhengyang let go of himself, it began to shake its short limbs, prowling around the room in a joyous manner.

Cong He pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache.

After a while, the teacup, which was looking around, found a small square box from the kayak, and ran to Nie Zhengyang like offering a treasure.

Unexpectedly, Cong He was slightly taken aback.After seeing the box clearly, he subconsciously let out a low cry: "Oops!"

The author has something to say: Dr. Fu is not cannon fodder, I will do a little favor later ;-)