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"Are you back?" Liu Zhenbai said to the entrance.

Qiu Feng walked through the porch and responded perfunctorily.He walked to the sofa, took off his heavy coat, and went upstairs into the bedroom.

Even if Liu Zhenbai was in the living room on the first floor, he could clearly hear the sound of the bedroom door being locked.

He sighed.

Picking up the jacket on the sofa, this time, my hands were shivering from the cold, and there were faint frost spots on the neckline visible to the naked eye.

Now it is the twelfth lunar month, and the capital is getting colder in December.

And the feelings that have been worn down for many years, from the hotness at the beginning, to the coldness later.Qiu Feng shouldn't be so persistent in this relationship from the very beginning, after seven years, he should have gotten tired of it.

His feet hurt from the cold, he slammed them against the wall, and the sound of the heavy leather shoes falling to the ground passed through the ceiling to Liu Zhenbai's ears in the bathroom.

His heart felt like someone had punched him, and it hurt terribly.

The lacrimal gland seemed to be squeezed by the internal organs, and was forced to shed painful tears.

That pair of leather shoes was given by Liu Zhenbai at the engagement ceremony when Qiu Feng was 18 years old.

There is a coming-of-age ceremony for the two of them alone.

Liu Zhenbai rubbed the clothes in his hands vigorously, his face was covered with tears, his usually strong arms were crushed by Qiu Feng and became weak.

His feet seemed to be off the ground, and his hands seemed to be rubbing cotton. He didn't like this feeling very much.

Mr. Liu, who is admired by everyone in the company, praised by his elders, and regarded as a role model for everyone to follow, his lover just kicked on his leather shoes and then cried to death. Isn't it embarrassing?

What a fucking shame!

He stood up slowly with the help of the washing machine, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he bent down to pick up the water-filled clothes.

A bit heavy.

He opened the door shaft of the washing machine, threw the clothes in, and kicked it as if to vent his anger.

"Crack!"

The door hinges closed, and Liu Zhenbai became even angrier when he heard the sound.

Liu Zhenbai went to the drawer of the tea table and took out the spare bedroom key. When he went upstairs, he felt his face was sticky, and his nose probably flowed out.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face to make my eyes look less red, and I tried to cough, but my voice was hoarse and my throat was still a little itchy.

He fell down on the floor that had just been waxed, covering his face, trying not to think about the past, holding back his tears.

Going upstairs and walking to the door of the master bedroom, the moment the key opened the door, he seemed guilty, he looked down at his feet for a while, and he didn't know where the slippers went, so he didn't care.

Liu Zhenbai is now like a child, trying to steal his parents' money to buy candy, carefully enters the master bedroom, and searches for what he wants.

And what he wants now is not candy, nor money, but Qiu Feng's unswerving love for him 11 years ago.

The lights were off, and the heater wasn't on, so it was a bit cold.

Liu Zhenbai fumbled for the remote control of the heater, turned it on, and there was a slight "huhu" sound from a corner, transmitting warm current.

When I walked to the bed, my foot seemed to kick something, and it was self-evident.

He went to bed next to Qiu Fengweiliang's body, and began to stroke it from top to bottom.

Qiu Feng didn't take off his clothes, and the pleated suit was still a little hard to the touch, which made both of them uncomfortable.

Liu Zhenbai took a few more minutes to take off the annoying suit and threw it on the ground.

Liu Zhenbai pulled up the quilt, and hugged Qiu Feng in his arms. Qiu Feng is a 1.8-meter man, so it's not comfortable to hug him, but he has been hugging him for so many years, and he is used to it.

Liu Zhenbai is a little lustful/burning, especially in front of Qiu Feng, it's hard not to react.

He gently kissed the back of Qiu Feng's neck.

Enjoy this moment, without Qiu Feng's sarcastic remarks, only warm embrace.For a moment, it seemed that the previous stiff situation had never happened before, and they seemed to have returned to that wedding night seven years ago...

"Is it enough?"

Liu Zhenbai heard this familiar, still so sweet and beautiful voice, but said these three words with such a cold tone that usually only used to strangers.

Liu Zhenbai's heart was half-collapsed, and the thing withered quickly.

"Zhenbai, seven years have passed, do you know what it's equivalent to?" Qiu Feng pushed his hand away, propped up his body and leaned against the pillow.

Liu Zhenbai said softly, "I don't know..."

He really didn't know, how could he know what Qiu Feng was thinking?

When I was young, I foolishly imitated other people's love words: my heart is your heart, and I know what is in your heart.

Now that I think about it, how fucking ironic.

Qiu Feng hugged his chest and said, "It's like, I don't love you anymore. We are both 30 years old, so don't follow other people's naive campus love stories, okay?"

"We are all men, how much hostility towards homosexuality in this society can you not see?"

They don't matter, as long as you can see how much I love you.

"Really, I shouldn't have married you in the United States in the first place, I just feel ashamed now." Qiu Feng took a breath.

Why do you care so much about what other people think?

Qiu Feng took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Let's get a divorce... After seven years of marriage, we've had enough fun, let's get a divorce."

When Liu Zhenbai heard about the divorce, his heart twitched.

Even if he had prepared himself mentally in advance, his heart, which was already riddled with holes, was still... vulnerable.

Hearing Qiu Feng say these two words, Liu Zhenbai's mind was instantly blurred, tears fell uncontrollably, and wet the pillow.

The relationship of 11 years, in fact, is so fragile. The love at the beginning is all illusion, but the reality today is unacceptable. I would rather believe the illusion than face the reality. This is a human being.

Qiu Feng heard a thin whimper and sighed silently.

Suppress the idea of ​​wanting to hug him. After so many years of marriage, although the love has faded, it is false to say that there is no emotion.

Divorce is not a casual word, if he, Qiu Feng, can mention it, it proves that the current stalemate cannot be changed, for the good of both of them.

That's all, it's good for both of them.

The next morning, Liu Zhenbai stood in front of the mirror and looked at this handsome face that was a little tanned by the sun. The dark circles were heavy, and the cyan bags under the eyes were bulging, a little swollen, and felt a little elastic. .

It is a person who knows at a glance that he has cried.

Liu Zhenbai sorted things out randomly, and won't go to the company today.Wearing only a pair of underwear, he walked to the leather sofa with bare feet, sat on the ground like last night, leaned against the edge of the sofa with the back of his neck, bent his knees, and lay down lazily.

Qiu Feng was not in bed early this morning. Even though he knew that Qiu Feng had gone to work, he still felt uneasy.

Divorce... If he insists on leaving, then he will, but he still can't let go...

Liu Zhenbai slapped himself, damn it, let’s talk about it later, isn’t it time to leave now...

No, he has to divert his attention, grab the mobile phone that he threw on the coffee table last night, turn it on, click on the contacts, the "good brother" column, note: Xunzizi.

With his free hand he drew a cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth.

He quit smoking at the age of 17, because Qiu Feng didn't like the smell of cigarettes, and now he has no interest in smoking, so he just drank it in his mouth to enjoy himself.

He dialed the phone with the note "Xuan Zaizi".

This person is a family friend with his family, and they play together when they wear crotch pants. That person is Sun Xuan, and he has a pretty face.

According to Qiu Feng's words, his character is not very good, he doesn't like to hit people, and he likes to bite people.

And Qiu Feng was "bitten" by him.

Maybe it's because they played together since childhood, Liu Zhenbai doesn't think he has a weird personality.

Liu Zhenbai looked at the dialing time, 43 seconds, 44 seconds...

In the 50th second, the phone was picked up.

From the microphone came the heavy panting of an adult man, as well as moans/groans that couldn't be put together.