Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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Wen Yue didn't have to go to work the next day, so of course he overslept, and when he woke up, he forgot about Zheng Lijun's phone call, and didn't even think of calling back when he was having lunch.

Poor Zheng Lijun had trouble sleeping and eating, so he woke up early to sit in the "warm tune". Xiao Min told him at work that Wen Li would not come today, and he went to the hospital again. The little nurse at the front desk had a gentle voice and a sweet smile : "Are you looking for Dr. Cheng? Dr. Cheng is off today, and he will go to work tomorrow."

At this time, Dr. Cheng, who was on a rest day, was frying pork chops for a glutton in the kitchen. Wen Li watched from the side, and praised him as always: "It smells so good."

Because Wen Li's hands were wrapped in gauze, he could only see but not touch, Cheng Mosheng made an exception and allowed him, the "kitchen killer", to enter the kitchen.Of course, it can only act as a ruthless boasting machine on one side.

Most of the wounds from yesterday's fight had scabbed over, and the pain was from the cut made by the glass, which healed slowly, making it impossible for him to even make a fist.

The doctor said that it would take at least half a month for the new flesh to heal completely, and a month is possible depending on the severity of his wound. Even if it is just to relieve the pain and make a fist freely, it will take about a week.

With stitches in his left hand and injuries to his right hand, Wen Li will be temporarily disabled for a few days, barely able to hold a spoon to eat.Although Cheng Mosheng said that he could help him, it was too shameful for a 28-year-old man to ask another old man to feed him, so Wen Yue resolutely refused.

He has a firm attitude, and Cheng Mosheng doesn't force it, but he can eat by himself, but he can't take a bath alone. It is difficult for him to take off his clothes in his current state.Wen Li was hesitating in front of the bathroom, Cheng Mosheng came over at the right time and asked him if he wanted to help.

Wen Li rejected his proposal without thinking, Cheng Mosheng looked at him with a smile, but did not leave: "Then I will wait outside, if you need to call me."

Cheng Mosheng has always handled affairs properly. Wen Li struggled in the bathroom for 10 minutes, and finally gave in to reality. He poked his head out and waved to Cheng Mosheng: "Come here."

So Cheng Mosheng tested the temperature of the water and helped him take off his clothes. Wen Yue's skin was as white as an egg with its shell removed, and the bruises on his back were especially obvious. Cheng Mosheng had deep eyes, and gently rubbed that piece of skin: "Does it hurt here?"

Wen Yue shrank from being rubbed by him, goosebumps appeared on his arms instantly, "What's wrong there? Oh..." Cheng Mosheng's actions puzzled Wen Yue, and he suddenly remembered that it might be the bruise left from fighting during the day, and he didn't care Authentic: "It's okay, maybe what was left during the day doesn't hurt anymore."

Too many things happened that day, because he didn't feel any pain, Wen Yue ignored them, but Cheng Mosheng blamed him for not paying attention to his injuries.Wen Li thought of the jokes that are often found on the Internet - go to the hospital later and the wound will be healed, laughing Cheng Mosheng is an old lady's mentality, only Yao Wenlan will keep talking when he sees a little injury on his body.

Cheng Mosheng didn't refute him, and his attention seemed to be on those few bruises, so Wen Li's sense of shame of being seen naked was much relieved.After finally surviving to take a shower, he looked at the time and found that less than 10 minutes had passed. He wondered if the clock was broken. He felt that he had been in the bathroom for half a century.

The tenderloin was sprinkled with flour, dipped in egg liquid, wrapped in a layer of bread crumbs and rolled in the oil pan. Wen Li suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Cheng Mosheng holding the golden pork chops in the pan with chopsticks, and realized that it had been done. alright.

Cheng Mosheng asked him, "Why are you still in a daze while watching?"

Wen Yue didn't reply, he stared at Cheng Mosheng's hands, which could hold a kitchen knife or a scalpel, even in the high temperature of summer mixed with 40°C water temperature, he could still feel the coolness of his fingertips.Cheng Mosheng said that this is also a talent, warm in winter and cool in summer, mobile air conditioner.

Wen Li said that he talked nonsense, which cannot be called talent, but physique.

Cheng Mosheng took the bath ball and foamed it up, and didn't refute him, "It's what you say."

When he spoke with a smile, he always gave Wen Li an illusion, as if they were an ordinary couple who knew each other and loved each other normally, and he was just the appearance Wen Li liked, being appropriate and gentle in everything.

Yao Wenlan once told him that tenderness is the best trap to cover up.

Wen Yue thought it was true.

He knew it was a mirage, and he couldn't pretend it was real, but he couldn't help but move forward, trying to find that dangerous boundary. If he was not careful, he would step into the abyss.

In the afternoon, Wen Yue finally remembered to call Zheng Lijun back, and he asked Zheng Lijun what he called last night.

This question made Zheng Lijun stuck.

Apologize, it doesn't count; if you don't apologize, it doesn't make sense for him to have trouble sleeping and eating all day, and he can't find the reason.

Finally, Zheng Lijun said: "I really didn't ask Wen Qi to have dinner on purpose yesterday, but I just met him by chance. I didn't expect that he also worked in that hospital. He didn't tell anyone when he came back this time. After he went abroad, he and I also met Little contact..."

Wen Li was puzzled: "That's it."

"Isn't this enough?" Zheng Lijun suddenly felt that his entanglement for so long was unnecessary, "I thought you were angry."

"Zheng Lijun." Wen Li called out his full name, "What right do I have to be angry? Making friends is your own freedom, and I can't stop you."

Zheng Lijun intuitively felt that Wen Li's heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more, but Wen Li stopped him first: "You should have had a good chat last night, right?"

If some things are not cut off from the source, they will only make mistakes again and again. Zheng Lijun didn't say anything, and it was tacit consent in Wen Li.

In fact, he also saw the two talking happily yesterday, even if Zheng Lijun didn't say anything, Wen Li guessed that their conversation was very pleasant.

"Has Yan Gu returned to China?" Wen Li asked after a brief silence.

This is probably the first time in eight years that Wen Yue raised strict concerns with Zheng Lijun.

After Yan Gu and Wen Qi went abroad together, Zheng Lijun turned his face as soon as Yan Gu Wenli was mentioned. The 20-year-old Wenli was like this, the 24-year-old Wenli was like this, and the 28-year-old Wenli was also like this.

But today he took the initiative to mention it.

Zheng Lijun seemed to smell a storm coming, he said: "Not yet."

"He will definitely contact you when he comes back." Wen Li said softly, "After all, you used to be such strong friends, and your relationship with Yan Gu is much better than your relationship with Wen Qi."

Zheng Lijun said, "I don't know."

I don't know if it's a connection or a relationship.

Wen Li: "If he comes back, let's stop contacting him."

"what?"

"It's literally."

He and Wen Qi don't know each other, although Zheng Lijun has concealed it, it's not a serious matter; but when it comes to Yan Gu, Wen Li thinks he can't treat it normally.

There are many accounts to be settled between him and Yan Gu.

Humans have always been emotionally complex.

Wen Li used to love Yan Gu, but now he hates Yan Gu very much. He can't forget the little things of the two years together, and he can't write off what Yan Gu did.

But if it is really about those daily things, he is actually the only one who has loved him, he should have realized it long ago, and he just treats him as a thing to play with in his spare time.

There is always a difference between love and favor.

Wen Li laughed at himself, Zheng Lijun asked him before hanging up the phone: "If Yan Guzhen comes back, will you still love him?"

Wen Li: "I'm already married."

Zheng Lijun: "It's just fake, isn't it?"

Wen Li: "Are you encouraging me to cheat in marriage? Besides, didn't Yan Gu get married early? You are still a witness of their wedding, right?"

Zheng Lijun: "No...I..."

He didn't think about how to organize his words. When he had dinner with Wen Qi yesterday, from ordering to finishing, it took about an hour and a half. Wen Qi rarely talked about Yan Gu. Diverts the subject unnaturally.

Zheng Lijun noticed that the ring on Wen Qi's hand had been taken off, leaving a light-colored mark, maybe he stared at it for too long, Wen Qi touched his left hand, smiled lightly, took it off in the shower and forgot to put it back on .

Zheng Lijun is skeptical, they have been separated for too long, in fact, they can't get back to the state of talking nonsense together when they were teenagers.Adults only need to communicate with each other, and they have a strong sense of propriety. No matter how low their emotional intelligence is in the workplace, they will know what to say and what not to say. Zheng Lijun wanted to ask Wen Qi if his marriage with Yan Gu had trouble. A question, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back.

I don't know when their friendship began to become cautious, and they began to weigh what they could say. Sometimes Zheng Lijun would also think, can a friend who hasn't been in frequent contact for more than ten years still be called a friend?

"I don't know what you're thinking." For a long time, Wen Li said, "But for me, whether it's now or in the future, I don't want to have anything to do with Yan Gu anymore. I will pay a fortune for what he owes me." Take your time, but we'll never go back to the past."

The "we" here refers to him and Yan Gu, and also refers to him and Zheng Lijun.

Wen Li was cruel and decisive: "This may be the last phone call between us."

Zheng Lijun had already expected the result, but he still thumped in his heart when he heard the words. He wanted to keep something, but he couldn't say anything. He let the phone on the other end hang up, and the phone call interface exited.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yue left the bedroom. Cheng Mosheng flipped through a magazine he just bought on the sofa. He asked Wen Yue why he had been on the phone for so long. Not only did he read the news for 10 minutes, but he also read half of the magazine. .

Wen Li answered irrelevantly, and sighed, "Now I'm really helpless."

"How could it be?" Cheng Mosheng closed the magazine, "There's still me."

"is it?"

Wen Li looked at him, rolled his eyes and smiled bit by bit: "Doctor Cheng, have you forgotten that we are just married by a one-year agreement, and one year is so fast, it will be gone in the blink of an eye." .”

He deliberately paused for a while, and then said: "Or, are you serious?"

Cheng Mosheng didn't answer, but asked him instead: "What about you, are you serious?"