There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

He looked very calm. After saying this, he picked up a pure white turtleneck sweater and put it on his messy hair. After half wearing it, the man in front of him took it off again.

Jiang Zhiye hugged him very carefully, the two naked chests collided, and the strong heartbeat of the other could be felt through the flesh.

"..."

Xie Wen had been waiting for him to speak, but he didn't hear a response for a long time. He only felt the man's chin resting on his shoulders, holding his arms hot and hard.

"Didn't you hear? Let me say it again, let's break up."

"I heard."

Jiang Zhiye held his shoulders, narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "But why, why?"

why?

Xie Wen couldn't explain the reason yet, he lowered his eyes slightly, and didn't look at Jiang Zhiye: "Don't you know what's wrong between us? Breaking up is a matter of time, I don't want to..."

"--you're lying."

Jiang Zhiye raised Xie Wen's chin, forcing him to look at him, an arc flashed in his sharp eyes, and his suddenly quickened tone revealed his emotional ups and downs: "You don't want to break up with me, is it just because of the band? The selection is going to end our relationship? Tell me, you're joking."

From the end of summer to the coming winter, they have been doing well this season, why did Xie Wen suddenly mention breaking up?

Could it be that someone said something to him, was it Xian Lu?

Jiang Zhiye looked into Xie Wen's eyes, and said softly: "If it's really because of the selection of the band, I promise you that there will be no next time, and you can do whatever you want in the future, and I won't interfere with you again. business."

"These are all true."

Jiang Zhiye hugged him again, dug his fingers into Xie Wen's hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you want to be with me anymore? You don't want me to appear in front of your colleagues, and I can never Entering the concert hall, if you don’t like those gifts, I will find better ones for you. Can you tell me what went wrong with us?”

Xie Wen replied silently, his eyes traced the outline of Jiang Zhiye, which was mixed with temptation, doubt, entanglement, and love that could not be concealed.

"Did someone say something to you?" Jiang Zhiye pressed Xie Wen's lips fiercely, "Tell me, let's talk about something, don't just listen to others, okay?"

"No one said anything to me," Xie Wen shook his head and said in frustration, "Sorry, I can't say anything now, don't ask any more."

"Okay, I don't ask." Jiang Zhiye's heart fell slowly, he hugged Xie Wen affectionately, "You won't be willing to break up with me, it was just a joke, we still have to spend the winter together."

The gentle touch fell on the pinna, Adam's apple, collarbone, all the way down, Xie Wen lost the ability to argue and closed his eyes.

How could he guess so accurately, every one hit the nail on the head.

Xie Wen will not be willing to break up with Jiang Zhiye, he is lying to him, he will not be separated from him because of the band selection, he likes to receive every gift from him, and he really wants to spend the winter with him.

Even the look of apologizing and the tone of admitting his mistakes just hit the softest part of his heart.

Xie Wen suddenly felt a sense of defeat, he was discouraged because he couldn't resist Jiang Zhiye's strategy, and he was overly addicted to this fragile, glass-like tenderness and consideration.

The clock on the wall ticked past the early morning, the two lay on the big soft bed in the bedroom, Jiang Zhiye hugged Xie Wen, and fell asleep with his eyebrows stretched.

This was originally a peaceful and beautiful night after the couple reconciled, but Xie Wen didn't feel sleepy. He looked at the man beside him in the dark night, and only then realized that he hadn't really entered his life.

Otherwise, why did Jiang Zhiye deliberately hide certain things from him?

What is it that even Xian Lu knows about, but still keeps it secret?

Xie Wen instinctively guessed that this matter had something to do with the relationship between the two, but he had to continue to guess about it, but he couldn't guess it.

The proposal to break up tonight was a little sudden, and there was no lack of temptation in it, but Jiang Zhiye's sense of smell was very keen, and he reversed the direction of the contradiction in time.He saw Xie Wen's hesitation and hesitation, and also saw that this was a trick with many traps.

But this temptation was not completely fruitless. Judging from Jiang Zhiye's reaction, he really had something important to hide from himself.

Xie Wen frowned and glanced at the man's sleeping profile.

...Could she have had an affair?

He was amused at his paranoia.In the past, they lived a carefree life. The two of them traveled together, since they were together, it didn't matter where the train went.But when the car really came to a fork in the road, he didn't know where it was going to turn, or whether it would continue to walk.

Or maybe, Xie Wen wanted to continue driving, but Jiang Zhiye might not have the same intention.

Although at present, he is unwilling to let Xie Wen go, but who knows if this is due to the novelty of love?

Xie Wen sighed softly in the night.

After sighing, he closed his eyes.

It was noon when I woke up the next day.

Jiang Zhiye didn't go to the company, he was sitting in the study in home clothes to deal with official business, his door was open, and he could see the situation of the diagonally diagonal bedroom, when Xie Wen came out of the bedroom, he ended the ongoing conversation, went up stop him.

"After sleeping for so long, let's go eat something first."

Xie Wen was still wearing pajamas, and the neckline was loose, as if he hadn't woken up.

"What breakfast did you have, Aunt Ruan made it?"

"It's still breakfast," Jiang Zhiye patted the top of his hair with hooked lips, "It's almost twelve o'clock, if you didn't wake up just now, I have to prepare some other means to wake you up."

The two went downstairs to the restaurant on the second floor, and happened to catch up with Aunt Ruan who was about to go out. Xie Wen greeted her and was about to send her away. Auntie, you eat here."

In the past, Jiang Zhiye didn't communicate much with the aunt who came to clean the villa. Xue Wei would always contact her whenever she came, and the two of them rarely met.But since Xie Wen moved in, every time he met Aunt Ruan, he would go up to help her. Gradually, Jiang Zhiye also started to say hello.

It was a fine day, with no clouds or snow. When I walked to the gate of the villa, Auntie Ruan took out the sun umbrella from her cloth bag and said to Jiang Zhiye with a smile, "Let's send it here. If you don't go back to eat, the food will be cold."

Jiang Zhiye didn't continue to be polite, and said, "Then auntie, go slowly."

Aunt Ruan said hello, and then asked, "Will Mr. Xie not move out in the future?"

After staying in Jiang's house for a long time, she faintly felt that the relationship between Jiang Zhiye and Xie Wen was not simple. She had to pretend not to see it in accordance with the contract of not discussing the employer's privacy, but now she said with a smile: "Together for a long time When you grow up, you will quarrel, and you will feel lively when you quarrel in the days. Mr. Jiang used to do his own way in the past, so he has to be more accommodating to Mr. Xie, so that he can go a long way. Mr. Xie has such a good personality, and he will definitely be able to accompany Mr. Jiang Go on."

Aunt Ruan babbled a lot, and what Jiang Zhiye was talking about was standing there, dazed, not knowing how to answer.

He didn't come back to his senses until the figure of the other party disappeared at the intersection.

It was on such a morning, which was no different from usual, that he and Xie Wen were blessed by an elder who even had an employment relationship with him.There is no slander and insult, no discrimination and disgust, only the earnest teachings of those who have experienced it, and the words are full of sincerity.

It was as if he and Xie Wen were suddenly accepted by the old-school world that only existed in the concept of the elders.

It turns out that there are elders in this world who are willing to accept such a relationship. Jiang Zhiye looked down at his fingers, and somehow he returned to the villa. He ate the whole lunch absent-mindedly, causing Xie Wen to ask beside him. several times.

Meng Shu had to go to the bank to renew the financial management agreement in the afternoon, and the shop couldn't be empty. Jiang Zhiye sent Xie Wen back to Huaxie. During the period, he asked if he could move back and continue to live. Xie Wen refused, saying that he had other things to deal with recently. .

When Xie Wen's figure disappeared from sight, Jiang Zhiye leaned back on the armchair, looking at the desolate and barren winter scene outside the car, but some crazy idea sprouted in his heart like fresh green shoots.

Before this idea was born, every key node in Jiang Zhiye's life was advancing according to his predetermined track.

After graduation, he took over Jiang's domestic market and occupied the ownership step by step until now.As long as he marries Song Yingqing, all the properties of the Jiang family will be included in his pocket. No, the benefits are far more than that. With the help of the Song family, Jiang Zhiye can continue to expand his business territory, and even formulate the rules of the game in this industry.

But what if he chooses not to marry, then Xie Wen can stay by his side forever, they leave those pedantic and stubborn old world, hold hands to get married, and live together in a big house until old age.

Considering the dull and obscure words that Jiang Zhiye has read in the past 30 years, it is not easy for him to come up with such a romantic idea.It's a pity that even if the balance in his heart is slightly biased towards Xie Wen, he has not forgotten that he is a businessman.

Businessmen are profit-seeking, and they have to care about gains and losses in everything they do. This profession has been labeled as ruthless and unjust from the very beginning. Otherwise, how could there be poets who say, "Businessmen pay more attention to profits than separation"?

As if being splashed with a pot of ice water to wake him up, Jiang Zhiye suddenly lost all interest, stepped on the gas pedal and left He Rijun and came back again.

Every day that followed, it was snowing in Tangjia City.

The time fell on the second day after the winter solstice, and Xie Wen and his friends in the wind section of the orchestra made an appointment to watch the selection competition of the International Music League.

The event was held in the capital, and they rented a huge screen in a high-end theater to broadcast it in real time. From the screen, they could clearly see how everyone in the string group performed.

Although he knew the result in advance, Xie Wen still came to the venue to watch the live broadcast. He and Meng Shu were the last batch to come. When he was led to the front seat by the staff in the dark, someone recognized him.

"Teacher Xie is finally here, and he will be performing in our troupe soon."

Xie Wen couldn't see the man's face clearly, so he nodded to him as a greeting, pulled down a stool in the corner and sat down.

"Don't sit there, Mr. Xie, come quickly, today's seat C is reserved for you."

"Is Mr. Jiang here? Why haven't you guys come to training together recently?"

Xie Wen had no time to deal with the continuous questions being thrown. He kept his eyes on the screen and answered a few words casually, even he couldn't remember what he said.

International orchestras are generally not allowed to join repeatedly. His other identity has long been a member of the Italian National Philharmonic Orchestra, so this time he was not selected together with the string group.

Zhuo Yiming participated in the competition, and compared with the performance at the International Exchange Music Festival in the summer, Xie Wen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when he saw the boy sitting on the stage calmly.

At the moment when the result of the competition was announced, everyone in the studio stood up and applauded to congratulate. Xie Wen supported the seat and was about to get up when the head of the orchestra hugged his shoulders and thanked him: "This is finally done! Thanks to you, teacher. It is thanks to Mr. Jiang that we have such a good opportunity, if not for him, we might be so nervous now."

"By the way, speaking of which, why didn't Mr. Jiang come today?"

Xie Wen smiled: "He has something to do, and we will have dinner with everyone another day."

"Oh, Jiang is always busy, I heard..."

The sudden ringing overlapped with the man's voice, Xie Wen whispered sorry, and took out the phone from his pocket - it was a few messages from Xiang Yin.

No need to think about it, it must be a happy congratulation.Xiang Yin probably didn't know that someone else had already taken the credit for her by mistake.

Xie Wen's eyes fell on the faintly glowing screen, and his mind was a little empty. He still didn't have the courage to click on Xiangyin's news, and naturally he didn't think about how to confess to her.At this moment, "Mr. Jiang" was all around his ears, and more and more people joined the ranks of discussing Jiang Zhiye.

He pinched his browbones, only to feel that the words Jiang Zhiye had been pasted on him from head to toe.

No matter where he goes, what he does, whether it is work or life, he cannot do without Jiang Zhiye.This may be the dependence that Jiang Zhiye wants, Xie Wen finally admits, whether it is voluntary or not, it has become a reality.

"Mr. Jiang..." An abrupt voice blocked Xie Wen's thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, a mobile phone was pushed to Xie Wen's eyes. On it was a photo similar to a press conference. The protagonist seemed to be a couple.

Xie Wen glanced at it, then seemed to be attracted by something, fixed his eyes on the man in the photo, and never moved away.

"...What is this?" He trembled, his deep and beautiful eyes were slightly closed, full of surprise.

"what is this?"

Xie Wen repeated it again, and simply grabbed the phone directly, staring fiercely at the crowd surrounding him: "Tell me, whose phone is this?"

"It's mine," the head of the orchestra looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong? Teacher Xie, don't you know about this..."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Xie Wen's eyelashes trembled, and he looked down at the smiling men and women on the screen, then raised his head and raised his voice, "Say it!"

The people present were taken aback by his extreme reaction, and suddenly became silent.

"That's right," said the head of the orchestra, "the Jiang and Song families announced their marriage at the beginning of the month. It's normal if you don't know it. After all, news magazines haven't disclosed the news yet, but it's only been a few days. Mr. Xie , You have such a good relationship with Mr. Jiang, didn't he tell you?"

Xie Wen looked at him, pressed his knuckles hard against the phone screen, his knuckles turned white: "Since it hasn't been announced, how did you know?"

"This matter is no longer news. It has been spread in the dark. Anyone who has something to do with those wealthy circles does not know."

Oh, word has spread.

"So," Xie Wen looked around at the people present, "Do you all know?"

Many people nodded to express that they had heard of it, but only a very few remained silent.

Xie Wen clenched his back teeth, observing everyone's expressions with red eyes, even every seat in the studio and every corner where the lights couldn't reach.He felt that someone here was secretly staring at him, savoring his every reaction, with the purpose of watching him lose his composure.

He even thought it was a scam, the news of Jiang Zhiye's engagement was fake, and someone in this group must have framed it on purpose!

In the quiet studio, the huge screen, the crowd, and the seats that were playing silent advertisements turned into deep and enlarged vortexes one after another and appeared in Xie Wen's sight. The leather shoes moved back a few inches, and even the floor shook, destroying him. will, tormenting his nerves.The black and red vortex is like a huge mouth of an abyss, ready to suck him in at any moment.

Jiang Zhiye is getting married, he is the last one in the whole world to know.

But obviously he is Jiang Zhiye's lover, even if they will never be legally recognized, he will never be able to truly be Mrs. Jiang, shouldn't he be the first to know about marriage?

No?

Xie Wen returned the phone with sweaty palms, covered his forehead and said in a weak voice: "I'm sorry, return your phone."

"Mr. Xie, your complexion is not very good, are you okay?"

"Sit down and rest for a while if you don't feel well, or should I contact the staff to turn up the air conditioner?"

Xie Wen lowered his eyes and raised his hand restrainedly: "No, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

He hastily backed away and supported the sound transmission wall one step down the stairs towards the exit. The straight and tightly stitched tile lines suddenly bent in his sight, and all the scenes in front of him began to spin, causing him to fall against the wall.

In the past, the principal violinist who swept countless men and women with his elegant appearance actually showed a bit of gloomy decadence.

"boss!"

Meng Shu, who was sitting in the back row, supported him in time, and worried: "How are you, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine." Xie Wen stood up straight again, walked to a corner of the huge studio, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Xian Lu's number.

"Hello? Why did you think of looking for me..." Xian Lu's voice was very noisy.

"Where are you?" Xie Wen asked in a low voice.

"Me? I'm having a drink with my friends," Xian Lu replied loudly, "Is the signal on your side not very good? Why does it sound weak."

"Address." Xie Wen gripped the phone tightly and said word by word.

"Send me the address."

The author has something to say:

The Plan B suddenly born in Mr. Jiang's heart is just a beautiful idea, it will not be realized hhh, because the author did not set the same-sex marriageable background TT.

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