After women's clothing, I bent the boss

I don't know why, Jin Yuan obviously heard the most hurtful words for him from Jiang He's mouth, but the moment he heard him call his real name from Jiang He's mouth, his star that was hung high My heart miraculously calmed down, and even the words "Sure enough" popped out from the bottom of my heart.

After all, all the previous signs had shown him that Jiang He had already known his identity a long time ago, and he had been taking chances. Before the knife was dropped, he deluded himself into thinking that if he didn't know, he could still take advantage of it. Yuanyuan spent more time with him in this capacity.

At this moment, all his camouflage was completely broken in front of Jiang He, the knife hanging above his head finally fell down, it hurt a little, but it finally seemed to be some kind of ritual where the dust had settled, no There is also a sense of hesitation and anxiety like walking a tightrope and worrying about falling off a cliff at any time, but I feel better.

Jin Yuan looked up at Jiang He's clear profile face, smiled bitterly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You already know."

Jiang He didn't look at him, but hummed in a very soft voice, which was almost hard to hear if you didn't pay attention.

Jin Yuan was not surprised by the current situation. Originally, he should have confessed his gender to Jiang He himself. It was because he had been cowardly obsessed with being able to have an identity close to Jiang He and was unwilling to come out. brought them to where they are today.

After Jiang He knew the truth, he didn't use his power to suppress him in a fit of anger, nor did he do anything excessive to him. He just said that so far, he has tried his best to take care of him as a liar, He should also be content.

Jin Yuan stabilized his sour breath, tried his best to restrain his trembling voice, exhausted all his strength, and sincerely apologized to Jiang He: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, if he wasn't too cowardly, he wouldn't have let Jiang He expose this before him, all of this is his own fault, and he is willing to accept the result that Jiang He gave him.

The car fell into a deathly silence. For a while, neither of them spoke first. The dim light from the apartment building on the side shone dimly into the car from the outside of the car window, reflecting the expressions of the two people in the car window. It was still scorching hot summer, but at this moment the two people in the car seemed to have fallen into the extremely cold world of ice and snow, and were so frozen that they couldn't speak a word.

"Then," the silence may have lasted for a few minutes or as long as a century. In the end, Jin Yuan rolled his throat and opened his mouth first, enduring the tingling pain in his heart, "Then I won't Excuse me, when you drive back, you must pay more attention to yourself."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but opened the car door with slightly shaking hands and walked down, then walked quickly into the apartment building without turning his head, he was afraid that he would show some ugly face in front of Jiang He if he was later.

Jiang He was sitting in the car, watching the thin figure step by step away from his sight through the car window, it was very strange, obviously all his fantasies had come true, and all his obsessions should have dissipated, he should feel It was right to be relieved, but I don't know why instead of feeling relieved, it felt as if someone had stabbed his heart severely, and a piercing pain surged from his limbs and bones to his heart. His mind went blank.

The hands on the steering wheel were tightly squeezed together, as if thinking of something, looking at the last disappearing figure in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he whispered hoarsely: "You haven't talked to me today. I say goodbye."

However, no one answered him.

The car was empty and silent, only a faint residual warmth still existed, but as time passed, even this last bit of warmth eventually dissipated, and there was no trace of it anymore.

Jiang He couldn't grasp his Yu Wen who would disappear, just like he couldn't grasp Yuan Yuan who would disappear at some point.

I didn't say goodbye this time, I really won't see you again.

Thinking that he might never see Yuanyuan again, Jiang He felt desolate, and the pain in his heart seemed to cut him into pieces.

He didn't understand.

He clearly knew that his Yuanyuan was fake, it was just a character played by a man, and he knew that they would never see each other again after this time, but as long as he thought that they would never see each other again, his heart would be so It hurts so much.

By the time Jiang He packed up his emotions and drove back home, it was almost morning. He was standing by the door with a wine bag in his hand, watching the place inch by inch. They were all angry. They stayed in place for a long time. He didn't know how long it had passed. He gradually recovered, and then slowly changed his shoes, and neatly put the pair of pink slippers with his shoes. Side by side, they approached the room and called softly to the eerily empty home: "I'm back."

No one answered him, and he didn't care. He took the wine bag and walked around the living room. He caught a glimpse of the pillow that was hugged and thrown aside and was about to fall. He walked over, picked it up and put it on the sofa again. I don’t know when the remote control panel that fell in the gap of the sofa was taken out. Suddenly, I recalled that Jinyuan sat here and kept pressing the remote control panel to switch TV channels frequently. Looking impatient, he smiled inexplicably.

After tidying up the living room, he took the wine bag to the kitchen and walked around. Looking at the dining table that had not been cleaned up after dinner, he put down the wine bag in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and slowly cleaned up the table.

While cleaning the dining table, Jiang He thought of Jin Yuan's little actions of eating at this table, and shook his head involuntarily and laughed again. Maybe because the space with him was too reserved, Jin Yuan didn't dare to pinch someone who was too close to him. Food, and I don’t dare to eat food with bones. Even if I eat food with bones, I will take a paper pad to cover my lips and spit it out by wiping the corners of my lips. He will smile a little smugly, but he doesn't know, he knows everything, he just pretends not to know.

After Jiang He tidied up the entire kitchen, he washed his hands, then picked up the wine bag, walked upstairs step by step, opened the door of the master bedroom, and saw the crumpled bed on the bed before he had time to clean it up. When she pulled the quilt, the line of her lips was slightly pulled, and a smile from the heart flowed from her lips.

Jin Yuan is very dishonest when he sleeps, he likes to search for things over and over on the bed, the quilt is wrapped around his body and rolls back and forth. Only if he lived, he would lie down and sleep peacefully.

Jiang He put the wine bag on the bedside table beside him, watching the empty people going to the empty bed, the smile on his lips suddenly faded, he sighed sourly, and lifted the bed wrapped into a The quilt of the ball was shaken, and it was spread evenly on the bed, and a feeling of loneliness appeared in my heart one after another.

After making the bed, he walked into the bathroom, washed his face with icy cold water, and was about to suppress the inexplicable soreness in his heart, but when he looked up, he saw the couples he had put in the bathroom. His eyes suddenly turned red as if stained with blood.

There is no such thing as a pair, everything is just his imagination, and imagination will never become reality.

He looked at himself in a mess in the mirror, thinking that in the afternoon, he was still laughing at Jin Yuan who was washing his make-up, and looking at his face now, he wondered which of them was more funny than the other.

Jiang He couldn't stay in the bathroom any longer, as long as he stayed in it, he would keep fantasizing about some unrealistic things.

He pushed open the door of the cloakroom on the side, looked at the things he had prepared for Yuanyuan inside over and over again, his eyes were sore, and then he noticed a few jewelry chains on the ground that Jin Yuan accidentally dropped while changing clothes At that time, he hurriedly walked over, picked it up and hung it up again.

Thinking of the things he carefully prepared, no one will use them again in the future, and in the end they can only fade away with the passage of time, and a thick layer of dust will fall on them, until they are finally cleaned up and completely disappeared, It was as if his heart had been ripped out completely, and there were suffocating pains one after another.

It hurts so much.

It hurt so much that he couldn't even breathe.

He was afraid that the pain would overwhelm him, so he didn't dare to stay inside any longer. When he was about to rush out the door, he thought of something, turned back, and took a bright red nightgown from the closet on the right. .

When he came out again, he spread the red nightgown neatly on the bed, took out a silver-gray box that he put on the bedside table, unpacked it, and took out a small square dress from inside. The packaging bag came out and was placed on the red nightgown. Just as he was about to put the silver-gray box back, he paused, then took a small packaging bag from it and put it on the red nightgown.

After finishing all this, he got up and closed the curtains, took out a candle cup from the wine bag he brought back, lit it with a lighter, turned off the lights in the room, sat on the dark floor, and kept watch. Looking at the candle with only a little light, he picked up the wine jar in the wine bag, pulled the tab, and poured himself one mouthful at a time.

While drinking, he lightly touched the tiny flame of the candle with his fingertips: "From now on, you will be the only one left."

The light in the room moved with the movements of his fingertips, and his shadow was reflected in the dim light in the darkness. He stared blankly at the still bright red light that was placed on the bed by him in the faint candlelight. The red dress, imagining how it would look when Jin Yuan put it on, pursed his lips, drank all the wine he bought back, took out a simple ring from his suit pants and put it on the ring finger of his left hand superior.

After putting on the ring, he got up and walked to the red dress on the bed and sat down. He gently stroked the red dress with his fingertips, looked at the ring symbolizing marriage on the ring finger of his left hand, and gently closed his eyes. Zhong recalled the wedding march that he played for Jin Yuan downstairs in the afternoon, and a particularly devout blessing suddenly sounded in the empty room.

"Jiang He, happy birthday and happy wedding."