How to make a breakup more decent

Even though Wen Ruilin's face was ruined, Su Qingyan still ate this lunch with him. He told Wen Ruilin that this was their breakup meal, which was considered to make up for the missing meal.

This time, although Wen Ruilin held his breath, he respected Su Qingyan's taste.

Wen Ruilin: "Japanese food?"

Su Qingyan: "I don't like raw fish."

Wen Ruilin: "But you ate it before."

Su Qingyan: "Every time I eat, I have diarrhea, or I have a stomachache."

Wen Ruilin: "Okay, Cantonese cuisine."

Su Qingyan: "Too bland."

Wen Ruilin: "Sichuan cuisine."

Su Qingyan: "Too spicy."

"I remember you used to eat Sichuan cuisine in the company." He received Su Qingyan's staring gaze, and changed his words, "Hot pot, hot pot is always okay, mandarin duck pot." The compromise was quite quick.

The two chose hot pot and each ordered what they wanted.

After Su Qingyan finished ticking off the menu, Wen Ruilin looked at the shopping cart on WeChat ordering, and found that they hadn't ordered it before.

"You actually like to eat brains, duck intestines, and duck blood?" It's all offal!

"Is it not possible?" Su Qingyan poured herself a teacup.

Wen Ruilin handed over his cup, while Su Qingyan put the teapot on the table, the meaning was obvious, pour it yourself if you want to drink, he doesn't need to wait on this man now.

Wen Ruilin gradually got used to Su Qingyan's bipolar changes before and after, and resigned himself to pouring tea.

He still couldn't believe that Su Qingyan had sworn that he would not resign before, and now he went through the resignation procedures so quickly that he didn't even have time to react or refuse.

He suddenly felt powerless now, he didn't know what Su Qingyan was going to do next, who he was going to make friends with, he didn't know anything.

Since he didn't know, he asked, and he still had a mouth: "What are you going to do in the future?"

Su Qingyan looked lazily, half-true, half-fake, and said: "Be a boss who doesn't do business properly, play around."

Wen Ruilin: "Boss? What industry do you want to be the boss of?"

Su Qingyan: "It doesn't matter what kind of boss I am, Wen Ruilin, this is a breakup meal, I hope we will be strangers when we meet again in the future."

When Wen Ruilin heard this, he couldn't eat happily. His favorite winter bamboo shoots were tasteless, but Su Qingyan didn't care about him at all, and ate quite happily.

When they came out of the restaurant, the sun outside was just right, and Su Qingyan and Wen Ruilin were standing at the door.

Wen Ruilin didn't know what to say to Su Qingyan, it seemed that nothing was appropriate or right.

"Let's go." Su Qingyan smiled at Wen Ruilin in relief.

Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up, so is love.

What Su Qingyan left for Wen Ruilin was only the tail of the car that gradually disappeared.

Wen Ruilin tightened his mask, he felt his mouth was extremely dry, he seemed to be standing in front of the green light with only six left, he didn't know whether to rush over or continue to wait for the next traffic light.

He turned around and walked into a tobacco and alcohol specialty store next to him, and bought a pack of the strongest flavored cigarettes and an ordinary lighter. He was extremely irritable.

He hadn't smoked for a long time, and the spicy taste dispelled a little irritation, but after smoking one, he became even more annoyed.

Jiang Zhifei was called out when he was a child, and the two sat in a high-end teahouse without anyone else.

Jiang Zhifei looked at the twisted cigarette case thrown on the table: "Brother Lin, this is not your style. You asked me to come out to drink tea in broad daylight. Didn't you quit?"

Wen Ruilin raised his head: "Don't quit, whoever likes to quit will do so."

Only then did Jiang Zhifei notice his face: "What's wrong with your face?"

Wen Ruilin: "Allergy."

Jiang Zhifei saw that his expression was very bad: "Is it related to Su Qingyan?"

Hearing Su Qingyan's name, Wen Ruilin frowned even deeper: "It has nothing to do with him, it's my business." It was he who insisted on staying overnight last night.

"Then what's wrong with you now?" Jiang Zhifei pointed to the cigarette butts in the ashtray, "Yun Wenjun quarreled with you, or you failed to confess again."

He thought that Wen Ruilin would give up on Su Qingyan last night and take Yun Wenjun directly to leave.

"I haven't had much contact with him recently." Wen Ruilin was annoyed, unable to figure it out, "I want to ask you something."

Jiang Zhifei poured tea for himself: "Say it."

Wen Ruilin told him about his recent irritability, and it was all related to Su Qingyan that caused his irritability.

He knew that the reason he made so many excuses was actually to know where Su Qingyan was going, and he didn't want him to leave the company.

Wen Ruilin said: "He suddenly left my sight, I felt very flustered and irritable."

When Jiang Zhifei became serious, it was rare for a friend to talk to him, so he needed to enlighten him.

Jiang Zhifei gave him a little analysis: "Do you feel this way when you face Yun Wenjun?"

Wen Ruilin shook his head: "Of course not, I didn't feel sad or annoyed when he went abroad."

Jiang Zhifei: "Is Su Qingyan's attitude towards you now completely different from before?"

Wen Ruilin nodded: "Yes." After being in contact with Su Qingyan during this period, Su Qingyan expressed a lot of dissatisfaction with him, he wanted to know what he did from his friend, "Did I treat him badly? "

Jiang Zhifei hesitated for a moment and said bluntly: "Well, what should I say? You and him have the wrong starting point. You didn't get together because of your relationship. You were just a deal. Now the deal is over. Of course he will return to his own life, and if you disturb him, it is really your fault, it is you, not him, who can't let go."

Wen Ruilin grabbed his hair and said distressedly: "But he always said he likes me before."

Jiang Zhifei also remembered that when he first met Su Qingyan, he was full of Wen Ruilin.

He asked about Wen Ruilin's sore feet: "Then how long has it been since he said he likes you, do you remember?"

Wen Ruilin changed to grabbing his hair with both hands, trying to recall the last time Su Qingyan looked at him with liking eyes. They seem to have lived a normal life in the past two years, but Su Qingyan basically didn't express it to him I like it.

Wen Ruilin said, "I don't remember, it's been a long time since I said that."

Jiang Zhifei came to a conclusion: "How should I put it, if you have no intentions for him, he may gradually dislike you."

Wen Ruilin can't hear these words now, he has already seen the fact that "he doesn't like me anymore" from Su Qingyan's expression.

He murmured, "Why doesn't he like me?"

Jiang Zhifei sighed: "But you don't like him, what's the use of him liking you, could it be...you like him?"

Wen Ruilin was about to retort: ​​"I..." His arrogance weakened, "I, how could I like him."

Jiang Zhifei sighed again: "Then what are you entangled with here? They are not all good to each other now. Yun Wenjun is back, Su Qingyan is gone, and they don't bother you. They are excellent little lovers."

Wen Ruilin moved his lips and said, "But I'm not used to it now."

Jiang Zhifei: "It takes 28 days to form a good habit. If you try it without him for 28 days, the habit will disappear. You can treat him as your roommate for five years. Is that okay?"

Wen Ruilin had no confidence in himself: "What if it's not good after 28 days?"

Jiang Zhifei: "That means you still need the next 28 days, or you can look at it in a month. But during this period, you'd better not inquire about what he does, and isolate him completely, maybe you were right before. You have influence, and it shouldn’t be there afterward.”

Wen Ruilin listened to his suggestion, but he couldn't get rid of the picture of Su Qingyan adding WeChat with another man last night in his mind.

Wen Ruilin said: "I don't need to inquire, but you have to watch him for me to see if he is with dubious people."

Jiang Zhifei wanted to complain: what kind of habit are you doing to get rid of it.

He said: "But who he is with is his freedom, we have no right to stop it."

Wen Ruilin: "Don't worry about it, just keep an eye on it for me. I'm just, I'm just afraid that he will do something bad."

Jiang Zhifei: "Probably not, I think he had a pretty cool day yesterday."

Wen Ruilin: "Isn't that going astray?"

Jiang Zhifei: "I really strongly suggest that you leave him alone and be safe."

Wen Ruilin was silent.

Jiang Zhifei: "In this way, you will block all information related to Su Qingyan from today, and just forget about him during this time."

How could Wen Ruilin forget it, he still has the memory of that dream in his mind.

I'm so bored!

After that day, Su Qingyan really disappeared from Wen Ruilin's life, and Wen Ruilin didn't bother to inquire about it.

One day...two days...three days...

Wen Ruilin lives like a year.

As the days of Su Qingyan's disappearance grew longer, the figure of Su Qingyan became more and more clear in Wen Ruilin's heart, and even the dream was him.

Can he survive 28 days?