That scumbag famous flower has a master

Only later did he realize that it was not Jiang Youzhao who sentenced this relationship to death, but him at the beginning. He never gave this relationship a way out from the beginning.

He looked at Jiang Youzhao in bewilderment.

Jiang Youzhao also looked at him, and immediately raised his head again, choosing to avoid the interlacing of eyes.

The surrounding area was too quiet, so quiet that it seemed that all the time in the past two years had slipped away unconsciously in just a few seconds, and when they came back to their senses, they couldn't even catch a tail. Let each other sigh and feel sad again and again.

A long silence allowed him to make a decision.

"I will ask someone to cancel the wedding." Jiang Youzhao wiped away the last tear and stood up decisively.From now on, he is no longer the old man of so-and-so, he is still Mr. Jiang.

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise." Jiang Youzhao finally looked at him again, but it was like saying goodbye: "I didn't care about it, and this relationship seems to be unhappy, but it's over now."

Cheng Geyun shook his head and denied him: "I don't want..." He repeated again: "I don't want it."

"Are you sure you want to separate from me?" He was so anxious that he even subconsciously asked Jiang Youzhao like the first time we met, "Won't you regret it?"

It's just that it was an affirmative sentence that time, and this time it was an interrogative sentence.

Jiang Youzhao was silent for a while, then said: "I will regret it very much."

However, he suppressed the choking in his voice, and pulled out a barely calm and composed: "But I would rather regret it."

There is only such a unique Cheng Geyun in this world, Cheng Geyun who does not appear unique because of anyone's love.If he missed it and gave up, he would never meet another Cheng Geyun who shared his interests and made him fall in love physically and mentally.

But he knew better that this problem could not be solved, even if he and Cheng Geyun were tied together again, it would not be back to normal again, since he asked that question, he had already questioned this relationship.

And the debris on the mirror will only increase.

After this doubt, there will be countless doubts after that.

He knew how proud he was, and his indulgence to Cheng Geyun was already pushed to the limit by love, but this time it seemed that he couldn't control it no matter what.

He would rather stop at this point, and the sea and the sky will be brighter, than for the two to find peace for a while, but in the end they torture each other until they have to separate.

"Geyun," Jiang Youzhao called him that for the last time, took a deep breath: "I wish you happiness."

He turned his head, and he didn't want anyone to see him in distress.

The wedding came abruptly and was canceled abruptly.

When Cheng Geyun walked out of Jiang Youzhao's company, he looked up at the sky. The moon was very round, just like his own feelings, which originated and ended on a moonlit night.

Cheng Geyun hugged his diary and left this place step by step.

He didn't know what he was still looking forward to, maybe he was wondering if Jiang Youzhao would come after him, and he was willing to listen to his explanation slowly.

So he turned his head and saw people coming and going to and from get off work under the towering building.

There are many of these people, either in a hurry or calmly, mediocre or excellent, but none of them is his Jiang Youzhao.

He got the call.

"Hello, Mr. Cheng, I am the salesman who introduced "Effective Promise" to you last time. "Effective Promise" has been customized according to your requirements. I just contacted the assistant of your lover, Mr. Jiang. Sir's assistant asked me to ask for your opinion, so it was sent directly to you?"

Cheng Geyun was silent for a moment, and then said: "Yes." He reported a series of addresses: "Send them here."

"Okay, I wish you a happy wedding and grow old together." The salesman blessed them.

After the call ended, he couldn't help laughing himself.

Happy wedding?

To grow old together?

He silently took off the Jaeger-LeCoulter on his wrist, bowed his head and wished himself as Jiang Youzhao did when they parted: "Happy newlyweds, let's grow old together, Cheng Geyun."

Cheng Geyun bought a lighter downstairs, and then went home.

The ring had been delivered, and his phalanx was slightly larger than Jiang Youzhao's, so he sent the effective promise that originally belonged to Jiang Youzhao into his ring finger, and put his own on his index finger.

He opened his diary, reminiscing about his past emotions, and at the same time imagining how Jiang Youzhao felt when he saw this page.

It is written here that he dewormed the flowers, but was shocked by the caterpillars that suddenly appeared. Jiang Youzhao would probably find it very interesting when he saw it, right?

He thought so, then tore off the page and set it on fire.

Nothing, Cheng Geyun.He told himself that everything will pass, there are thousands of people who like you, are you afraid that you will not have this Jiang Youzhao?

So he tore up the second diary, lit it, and saw it glowing and glowing in the fire, so beautiful.But it turned into ashes in the next second, leaving a lingering temperature, and quickly disappeared.

Cheng Geyun, it doesn't matter.

He also said, it’s okay, it’s really okay, you’ve gone through even more sad things, and the person you love hasn’t died, it’s just that you’re not with me anymore, what’s that?Yes or no?

But there was clearly something hitting the back of his hand, which was cold and swearing his emotions.

third.

The third one said that he and his friends rode bicycles to the countryside to catch butterflies.He was always the one who was extra pampered when he was a child. Friends gave him butterflies, and he happily took them back and put them in the yard.As a result, many butterflies' wings were injured and they couldn't fly. They could only lift their wings and struggle desperately on the ground, so he cried emotionally because of this.

Cheng Geyun put it on top of the embers, and a small flame soon lit up in front of him.

He kept repeating the process, watching the diary get thinner and thinner, and the ashes that were left, like all the tiredness left after the orgasm.

Cheng Geyun finally turned to that page.

"I have imagined the appearance of my future partner countless times, and none of them have the shadow of my father."

He stared blankly at the page and stopped.

He couldn't cry hoarsely, because no one would wipe his tears again, and then asked him what happened, saying that he could help him solve it.

There is no way to tell Jiang Youzhao ridiculously that he only loves him now.

He could only use his hands wearing a pair of rings to slowly tear off this page, and then threw it into the fire, watching the fire burn his words cleanly.

Then, in the aftertaste and fire, I suddenly looked up, oh, it turned out that it was dawn.

He threw the case of the diary into the trash can, then called housekeeping and asked her to come clean.When I walked to the mirror, I realized that I looked haggard, and my eyes were black and blue, so I went to get a mask and put it on.

Cheng Geyun contacted his friends, and the other party complained that he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, but he didn't answer. He just asked the other party to post a message in his ex's group, no matter male or female, find someone to come over and make him breakfast, saying that he was starving to death.

Within 10 minutes or so, there was a knock on Cheng Geyun's door.

The visitor, Cheng Geyun, had some impressions that she was a girl who studied Chinese language and literature. I had talked with her for two or three days at the beginning, and she was gentle, and the fish was delicious, but she talked too much, and she was too like a mother.

But now Cheng Geyun doesn't care, he won't refuse anyone who comes.

The girl was carrying a lot of ingredients in her hand, and she began to feel sorry for him when she came up: "Did you stay up late and work overtime, why are you so haggard? Didn't I tell you before, telling you to sleep well, why is it still stubborn... ..."

Cheng Geyun let her hold his face. He didn't care whether the other party was a lover or how to treat him. He just hugged her and acted like a baby with no expression on his face: "I'm so hungry, I'm about to die of starvation."

"I'll make it for you." The girl didn't seem to expect him to take the initiative like this. Even though he was an adult, his face and ears blushed unconsciously: "I bought fish, do you want braised, fried or fish? Soup? I remember you like fish soup very much, and you want to add celery..."

Look, this is the shortcoming of talking too much.

If Jiang Youzhao was here—— Cheng Geyun interrupted his thoughts, raised his eyelids slightly, "I'll eat whatever you do."

"Okay, then go to sleep for a while..."

Cheng Geyun pretended not to hear what she said later, and he lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

By the time he was woken up by the girl again, he felt much better from being tired.The girl spoke softly, and complained: "Why don't you sleep with a quilt? What if you catch a cold..."

Cheng Geyun was afraid that she would continue talking endlessly, so he said, "Come closer."

"Huh?" The girl opened her eyes in doubt, and leaned over: "What's the matter, what's the matter, do you want to sleep again—"

Cheng Geyun kissed her very tenderly.

Just like treating a favorite lover, his kiss was full of rippling tenderness, biting the corner of her mouth bit by bit, lingering just right, it even made her feel that it didn't look like Cheng Geyun was kissing herself.

"Okay." He retracted the kiss almost ruthlessly, holding all the initiative, and it was more like restraining himself from entering any endless emotions.

Cheng Geyun got up: "I'm going to eat."

The girl's craftsmanship is really good, and she also knows that Cheng Geyun likes to eat the fish she cooks, so she has the courage to come here.

She propped her chin and watched Cheng Geyun eat, as if she was extremely satisfied, and she still reminded him from time to time.

"Be careful, what if you eat a thorn, do you want me to pick the thorn for you?"

Caught off guard, his tears fell.

Cheng Geyun immediately picked up the bowl halfway, pretending to drink soup to cover up his face, but he still felt it very clearly, all his tears fell into the fish soup.

In the past, Jiang Youzhao would always criticize him.

No matter how busy he is, how many things he has to deal with next, and what time he has to stay up late, he will spend a lot of time at the dinner table, patiently picking thorns for Cheng Geyun.

"It's okay." He heard his own voice, and everything seemed to be as usual: "He's such a big man, can't he be picky?"