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

Xian Lu has never seen such an out-of-control Xie Wen.

It was still daytime, and he drove alone through the snow to the tavern where Xian Lu was entertaining his friends, and stood at the door in a daze, searching for his friends.

In the end, someone told Xian Lu that he found out that Xie Wen had been waiting alone at the gate for so long, so he quickly put down his wine glass to look for him.

A few people sitting scattered near the entrance looked at Xie Wen. Someone was walking with a cocktail ready to move, but they were cut off by Xian Lu first.

"Why don't you send a message when you come here? Come in with me. This place was chosen by my friend. He doesn't have time at night, so he-hey! What are you doing!"

Xian Lu's arm was suddenly grabbed by Xie Wen, who pressed him step by step, pushing him against the bar table, knocking down the empty wine glass and rolling it on the table.

"You, what's wrong with you..." He stared at his friend with wide eyes.

Xie Wen's eyes were red, his voice was rough, and it was difficult to speak. Every word seemed to be gnashing his teeth and asked: "Did you know the news of Jiang Zhiye's engagement?"

Hearing this, Xian Lu seemed to be struck by lightning. He pressed Xie Wen's arm with one hand, signaling him to relax, and quickly took out his phone with the other hand to check the time.

"This news was originally expected to be released at four o'clock this afternoon. How did you know it in advance...Jiang Zhiye told you?"

"You really know," Xie Wen let go of him with all his strength, sat on the high stool beside him, closed his eyes, "everyone is hiding it from me."

"I didn't mean to hide it from you," Xian Lu hurriedly put down his phone and explained, "All the media present at the time had to keep it secret, plus Jiang Zhiye..."

"Well, I'm sorry, none of these can be an excuse for me to hide from you."

"What's wrong with Jiang Zhiye?" Xie Wen laughed angrily, "He threatened you, didn't he?"

That's right, no matter what happens to him, he will always look confident that he will win, so how can Xian Lu hinder his plan.

What was he worried about, why didn't he let himself know.

Could it be that he was afraid that he would knock on the door of the Jiang family to ask him for an explanation, or that he would threaten his fiancée?

No matter what it was, it was something Xie Wen couldn't do, but Jiang Zhiye would understand everything if he believed him, and he would never embarrass Jiang Zhiye.

But this bastard, he actually lied to himself, even concealing such an important matter, he would rather let everyone shut up than tell him himself.

What is this, being forced to break up?Not even a chance to hear the explanation in person.

Xie Wen was propped up in front of the bar with a splitting headache, and suddenly felt the feeling of flying and falling. It was an extreme sense of weightlessness. His heart kept falling and fell to the ground; The cells stopped functioning, his body temperature suddenly became cold, and he closed his eyes.

"Xiao Wen, are you okay?" Xian Lu leaned forward to hold his hand, and then was shocked by the wetness of Xie Wen's palm, and quickly took off his coat and put it on his shoulders, "I know you are suffering now, do you have any problems?" Speak out your thoughts and scold them, don't hold them back in your heart."

Xie Wen didn't speak, and lowered his head slightly, leaning on his arm as if adjusting his emotions.Xian Lu could clearly feel his sadness and loss.

"... How about we have a few drinks?"

Xian Lu winked at the bartender at the bar, then frowned and looked at the man: "Don't be silent, just tell me anything, I'm worried about you."

"I don't want to drink." Xie Wen said.

He wants to stay awake, he doesn't want to lose his ability to think, he wants to remember this day for the rest of his life, remember everything that happened, all the details.

"Is there water?"

"water?"

Xian Lu patted the table and yelled at the bartender, "Please bring me a glass of water...preferably lukewarm."

So starting from ten o'clock in the morning and continuing until the afternoon, Xie Wen sat there and drank water non-stop. From cold to hot, the water flowed into the throat and flowed into the stomach, gradually overflowing the whole body, making the body become heavy.

His eyes were fixed on the dotted glass bar tabletop. After drinking to the end, he covered his mouth and staggered to the bathroom, feeling nauseous, vomiting until his eyes became red and his limbs trembled.

Xian Lu hugged him who was resting against the wall, hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe his cold sweat, and comforted him: "Xiao Wen, let's stop drinking, do you know that drinking too much water will cause poisoning? If you want to question Jiang Zhiye , let's go now, I'll contact Meng Shu and let him drive..."

"--What are you looking for him for?" Xie Wen waved his hand away, turned around and staggered to the washstand to support himself, turned on the tap to wash his face, and coughed suddenly and violently while washing, one after another until his neck was red.

He raised his head to look at himself in the mirror, his face was pale, his eyes were fragile, his mandible extended to his shrunken bones, and his face was eerily red. It was also a delicate and handsome face, but at this moment, it was only downcast, like an unwanted pet cat. .

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Okay, we won't look for him, but can you stop torturing yourself?" Xian Lu turned his head, Xie Wen hadn't shed tears yet, his eyes were red, "Do you know that this is torturing us too, me and Meng Shu is very worried about you."

Needless to say, he had already been drinking with Xie Wen for several hours without eating or drinking. Meng Shu stood outside the bar and didn't dare to come in to disturb him. He would call Xian Lu every three minutes.

"I'm sorry," Xie Wen looked blankly at his friend in the mirror, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, what's wrong with you? It's him Jiang—" Xian Lu raised his chin, "Okay, I won't mention him, let's go back, if you want to drink, I can drink with you, you see You can drink it with me, don't torment your body anymore, okay?"

Xie Wen raised his head, took off the coat on his body, reached down to the collar of his shirt with five fingers, and his Adam's apple and collarbone were exposed in the air.

He gasped for a while, the phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, together with Xian Lu's.

Xie Wen took out his mobile phone, and it happened to be 04:30 in the afternoon. The message on the push bar was prominently written with several bold characters: The president of the Jiang Group and the daughter of the Song family announced their engagement news. It is understood that...

Xian Lu, who was on the opposite side, watched his expression change, and walked up quickly to grab the phone. Xie Wen relied on his height advantage to avoid his movements, and said, "It's okay, let's continue."

He swayed back to his seat, casually took out a few black cards and gold cards from his wallet, put them on the table, and looked at the bartender: "Water, bring it up."

Xie Wen read the news while drinking, the words on the screen were like reptiles fleeing in all directions, stepping on various halos to form a circle, and ran away when his eyes focused on it.Xie Wen is like an illiterate student, looking at each character, seeing that the scene in front of him is completely blurred, and the light on the screen turns into blurred bright circles.

Xian Lu couldn't find the right words to comfort him, and he didn't dare to mention the name. He went out and chatted with Meng Shu for a few minutes, then strode back, drinking water with Xie Wen all the time.

From dawn to dusk, the heavy snow in Tangjia City never stopped, and neither did Xie Wen.

After a long time, he picked up the battery-depleted mobile phone from the bar and opened the address book.

Xian Lu saw his movements sharply and said alertly, "What are you going to do? Do you need my help?"

"I want to break up."

Xie Wen pulled out a vain and stiff smile at him: "There is a beginning and an end."

As night fell, there were more and more people in the bar. They looked at the two strange men in front of the bar with inquiry in their eyes.

The busy tone was ringing, and the call log showed Jiang Zhiye's name, but no one answered the call.

What are you busy with, why don't you answer the phone.

Xie Wen waited incredulously for the moment when the call was picked up. Standard English came from the receiver to inform him that the user was busy, and then he automatically hung up.

What are you doing now, who are you with?Haven't they broken up yet?isn't it?

He hit again, and then hit, I don't know how many hits, the sweat fell down the cold table along the long eyelashes, the nose was sour, and his breathing was difficult, Xie Wen still didn't stop.

Why didn't you answer the phone, who was Jiang Zhiye with, why didn't you answer, why didn't you answer?

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the call finally got through. Xie Wen took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort overflowing from his throat, and asked hoarsely, "Hey, are you now..."

The person on the opposite side answered him first, with a soft and cautious voice, sounding like a young boy.

"Hello, are you looking for Mr. Jiang? He just went out and didn't bring his mobile phone..."

"Who are you?" Xie Wen interrupted him and asked.

"I, I," the boy said hesitantly, "we..."

"Just tell me Jiang Zhiye's location, where he is now." Xie Wen squeezed the phone tightly and asked through gritted teeth.

"At Ten Colors Bar."

With a "bang", Xie Wen pressed the phone on the table and got up to grab his coat.

As he walked out while wearing it, the leather shoes knocked against the bottom of the high stool and almost fell to the ground.

"Xiaowen!"

Xian Lu held him distressedly: "Where are you going? I'll go with you and let Meng Shu drive."

"I'll drive by myself," Xie Wen patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Your state makes me believe that you are fine?" Xian Lu hugged him tightly, "Let us go with you, don't make us worry."

"Why do you think I don't drink?"

Xie Wen broke his hand away funny: "I want to break up with him face to face, right now."

After all, he stepped out of the tavern gate in a vain manner. The moment the dark red glass door closed, countless fluttering snowflakes covered his tall back.

Drive, turn on the navigation, turn on the ignition, and start the car.

This series of actions is as smooth as usual, and Xie Wen is sure that he can handle all the situations that are about to happen.

The heater in the car was turned on, and the temperature was rising step by step. He felt like soaking in a hot bathtub, and the sweat on his palms soaked in the leather steering wheel cover, making it slippery to the touch.The car radio was playing today's news. The female anchor announced the news of Jiang Song's engagement at the end of the show. From the tone of her voice, she could tell that the smile on her face should be excited, except to satisfy those voyeuristic gossips. What's more, it's more about the vision of the Tang family's financial development in the future.

I'm afraid that the whole city is looking forward to their marriage and together.

The car was getting closer and closer to Shise, and Xie Wen's heart gradually became calm under the congested traffic conditions.What day is it today? At night, all the vehicles are against him, lining up on the asphalt road, preventing him from finding Jiang Zhiye.

Snowflakes had accumulated a thick layer at the entrance of Ten Colors Bar, only the small road next to the entrance was trampled into gray ice by people coming and going. Xie Wen closed the car door and pushed open the bar door wearily.

He obviously didn't drink a drop of wine, but he seemed drunk, his temples were swollen and painful, his nerves were dizzy, the fine sweat from the thick overcoat flowed down his temples, and the sound of passers-by pouring wine slowed down and amplified, tick-tock, tick-tock, Pour into the ear.

Xie Wen's footsteps were heavy and slow, his limbs seemed to be soaked in water, and he could not escape.

An hour ago, in the VIP box of Ten Colors Bar, Xu Luochen was hugging his little lover and kissing passionately.

In the dark room sat five or six men, plus a woman.Jiang Zhiye sat on the single sofa, rubbed the space between his brows, poured himself wine glass by glass, and drank it silently.

In his line of sight, all the scenes and characters have become blurred like frosted glass. It was originally a drinking party between him and Xu Luochen, but at the back, many men and women came to sit in the box, and none of them were him. Those who know each other, even if they are acquainted, can't draw his attention.

Let go of the boy in his arms, Xu Luochen and Song Yingqing looked at each other, and moved to sit beside her.

"How much did you drink this afternoon? I'm afraid something will happen if you drink any more. Why don't we persuade him?"

"I want to persuade you to persuade you," Song Yingqing flipped through the messages on the phone boredly, "Anyway, I never persuade him."

"It's not a solution to go on like this. I didn't expect Zhiye to care so much about the engagement, but he chose this path himself." Xu Luochen frowned.

"Obviously reluctant, but still want to do this, what is it called?" Song Yingqing leaned over and took a glass of fruit wine from the coffee table, handed it to her red lips and took a sip, said quietly, "It deserves it."

No one put a knife on Jiang Zhiye's neck to force him to get engaged. Since he did so, he would have to bear the consequences.

The two got together and talked again, Xu Luochen said in amazement: "I obviously asked the manager to change to Russian spirits, but he still hasn't fallen asleep. If he doesn't get drunk, he will be poisoned by alcohol. What should I do?"

"This is your trick, trying to force people down and then pull them away?" Song Yingqing raised her eyebrows, "If something happens to him and it gets published in tomorrow's newspaper, you will be fully responsible."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Xu Luochen took out his phone and looked at it, "The time should be coming soon, I called Lan Xi, it would be great if he could comfort Zhiye."

As early as when Jiang Zhiye was about to chase Xie Wen, he had already warned that falling in love was asking for trouble, and nothing was as worry-free as a contractual relationship.

It's so pitiful that it ended up in such a desperate state.

Then he asked the manager to call a few boys to come in and do nothing but drink with Jiang Zhiye.

While drinking, Jiang Zhiye got up and left the box with his coat hanging on the armrest of the sofa. Five minutes later, Lan Xi pushed open the door of the box wearing a padded baseball jersey.

At first he was a little apprehensive, after all, Jiang Zhiye's real girlfriend was sitting opposite, and Lan Xi didn't dare to do anything.Gradually he realized that Song Yingqing actually didn't care what Jiang Zhiye did, she didn't even care whether her fiancé saw her or not.

Lan Xi's uneasy heart sank back into her stomach.

After a while, Jiang Zhiye came in coughing lightly, his peach blossom eyes were full of confusion, his eyes swept over everyone's faces coldly, and did not stop at anyone.

Seeing the tall man's figure appear, Lan Xi's heart was beating violently. He stared at Jiang Zhiye's face, shrinking and refusing to go forward.

The second half of the drinking party was like any other time in the past. It was chaotic, complicated, dizzying and overwhelmed.

Jiang Zhiye lost his mind, he didn't want to think about anything, every detail left in his mind was an unsolvable situation for him, since he couldn't figure it out, he just didn't think about it.

In the confusion, he stood up and wanted to open the door to get some air, but his leather boots were stuck on the soft carpet in the corridor. He leaned back against the wall, his whole body was hot and his breathing was short of breath.

In the haze, it seemed that someone had posted up, gently embraced him, spoke softly, and called his name.

Jiang Zhiye squinted his eyes, and suddenly thought that he had returned to those days when he just took over the Jiang family. Every day, he was surrounded by different lovers to please him. No matter where he went, he was surrounded by many humble smiling faces.

The smell of unfamiliar perfume filled his nose. He tried to open his eyes wide, stretched out his hand to grab the man's chin, stared at the figure's shadowy appearance, and asked in a hoarse voice with half anger and half smile: "You are so courageous, who are you?"

The person said two words, but Jiang Zhiye didn't hear what it was, and vaguely remembered that the syllable was "blue".

No, it shouldn't be blue, it should be...

With a dull pain in his temple, Jiang Zhiye pressed his forehead and decided to give up thinking.

Just as he was about to push away the figure, the short and thin boy was pulled away, and then a man with a tall and straight figure, with a fresh smell mixed with snowflakes, appeared in front of him.

Jiang Zhiye looked at him at the same level, blinked, and his eyes were finally focused tonight.

He has a mixed-race look, a straight nose, deep eyes, and when the corners of his lips are not smiling, there is a coldness between his brows and eyes that makes it difficult to approach.

This person is his.Jiang Zhiye thought subconsciously.He didn't think about whether this idea was reasonable at all, and he took the man's wrist logically.

Immediately after the collar became tighter, the man grabbed Jiang Zhiye by the collar and pressed him against the wall, his pleasant voice was mixed with sullenness, trembling, and complete disappointment.

"Are you sober, Jiang Zhiye?"

Are you sober, Jiang Zhiye...

Jiang Zhiye leaned his back against the cold wall, his thoughts flashed through certain fragments like lightning, he and those cold eyes looked at each other, the two did not speak, but he could see deep sadness in it.

"You," Jiang Zhiye suddenly woke up, his lips parted, suddenly speechless, "You..."

"Let's break up."

Xie Wen let go of him without hesitation, took a few steps back to widen the distance, and took out two keys in front of Lan Xi and the man: "This is your villa, this is the house you bought for me, now return it to its original place host."

"The things like the golden house hiding the beauty, leave it to those who are more willing to do it."

He raised his hand, and the two small metal hands fell onto the carpet in Jiang Zhiye's sight, silently.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Wen walked out without looking back.

Jiang Zhiye understood everything at that moment, he stared at Xie Wen's ruthless footsteps with wide eyes, his heart was clenched tightly by extreme panic, and his breathing trembled.

Did he come early, have you seen what he was like just now, and are you still willing to listen to his explanation?

Jiang Zhiye ran after him with long legs, and at a certain corner of the corridor, he grabbed Xie Wen's wrist and pleaded hastily: "Listen to me, I didn't betray you, I didn't call Lanxi here, I don't know why he's here."

Xie Wen didn't look back, when he saw Song Yingqing sitting inside the half-covered door, and Lan Xi leaning beside Jiang Zhiye outside the door, he didn't need any explanation.

He didn't want to hear any explanation.

"I will also deal with the engagement, can you give me some time, I promise you this is the last time."

This sentence has been said countless times.

He could give Jiang Zhiye time, but did Jiang Zhiye give him time?He never said a word, without exception, Xie Wen could only bear it passively.

Why?

Xie Wen had already lost the patience to continue the discussion, and Jiang Zhiye's flustered voice continued: "I was wrong, let's not break up, take the key back, okay?"

What Xie Wen said, the music in the bar and the sound of persuasion not far away were too noisy, Jiang Zhiye didn't hear clearly.

He leaned forward, wanting to hug him as usual and cling to him.

But Xie Wen turned around, threw off his shackles, and said every word, with hatred mixed in his red eyes.

"Here, I, get out."

He said get out of here.

Just like the day they met for the first time, Xie Wen said to him with cold eyes like looking at a stranger, cutting off all possibilities of him seeking peace against the light.

Surprise flashed in Jiang Zhiye's peach blossom eyes, as soon as he loosened his hand, Xie Wen slipped away from his hand like an ungraspable, pure snowflake, and disappeared into the crowd.

He took a few steps back, covering his forehead, the dazzling ceiling light shot into his eyes, hurting his eyes, and he couldn't find the shadow he was looking for.

With the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him, Jiang Zhiye turned and pushed passers-by away, and rushed back to the box to search for his coat.

"Mr. Jiang..." Lan Xi walked up hesitantly.

Jiang Zhiye grabbed his neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall like a raging beast: "Do you want to die?"

As soon as the words fell, he ran out to chase Xie Wen without looking back.

Xie Wen had already driven away from Shise, Jiang Zhiye remembered that he drank alcohol and lost the ability to recover.He stood in the vast snow, looking at the huge screen and night lights in the bustling market, all the scenery turned into spots of light in his eyes, stimulating his eyes.

Jiang Zhiye took out his phone in a panic, dialed Xue Wei, and opened the call log with his cold fingertips. From 04:30 in the afternoon, all missed calls came from Xie Wen.

What was he doing at that time, and why didn't he answer it.

Why, Jiang Zhiye leaned against the street lamp in despair and closed his eyes.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky are still floating, and they tend to fall bigger and bigger.

The car stopped at the parking lot at the corner of Huaxie Avenue, Xie Wen locked the car, walked along the sidewalk, stepping down the snowflakes home.

It was very late, but the whole street was still brightly lit. Red and green hanging lights covered the fake trees on the roadside, embellished the lively and warm atmosphere for the night wrapped in silver, and the street shops on the roadside played the naive Familiar foreign songs, white-bearded dummy, bells, mixed with various packaged gift boxes constitute today's night scene.

Xie Wen looked at the garlands under the eaves, and then remembered that today is Christmas Eve.

No wonder, I thought that the whole city chose to oppose him on purpose today, but it turned out that they didn't do it on purpose, they were celebrating the festival.

Xie Wen didn't like foreign festivals after he became sensible, but he liked Christmas very much. At this time of year, his parents would take a small long holiday enough for the family to travel, stay at home for dinner together, or return to China to visit their elders—they spend their holidays every year. in this way.

It was originally planned for Christmas this year.

Xie Wen smiled, his eyes were dry and itchy, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold.

He walked to the familiar convenience store, walked in with cold hands and feet, and ordered a cup of handmade coffee to keep warm.

He was the only one in the store except for the clerk. When the coffee machine was shaking and grinding the coffee beans, Xie Wen stared at the oven next to the cashier in a daze.

Under the warm yellow light, countless sausages rolled in the gaps of the metal tubes, which made him very envious.

In winter, it should be like a sausage, hiding under the warm lamp to feel the warmth over and over again, without thinking about anything, how nice it is.

warm.

The stereo in the corner was playing a song, Xie Wen listened mechanically, and vaguely recognized that it was not a song that children in foreign countries would listen to at Christmas, but a Chinese song.

Merry Merry Christmas

Lonely Lonely Christmas

I want to bless but I don’t know who to give

love is tied by us

Lonely Lonely Christmas

Merry Merry Christmas

Who can I send the card to?

Heartbroken like confetti on the street

"Sir, your coffee is ready."

"Thank you."

Xie Wen took the heat source and walked out of the convenience store.

In another 100 meters, He Rijun is about to come again. He doesn't want to think about anything, he just wants to take a shower and sleep. It doesn't matter whether he is engaged or Lan Xi.

Holding the coffee in his hand, he didn't realize that a car rushed to the street beside him, and under the sudden brake, it hit the ground with fine snowflakes, forming a small blizzard in the air.

Not long after, a man came up behind him, he held Xie Wen as if he was very afraid of losing, the unopened cup of coffee fell on the white snow, spreading brown fluid, hot and cold met, issued The sound of violent melting.

"sorry."

Jiang Zhiye hugged him: "Don't leave me, please."

"Let's have a good time. I will think of a way to get engaged. Let's not break up. Look at me, okay?"

"...What qualifications do you have to ask me like this?"

Xie Wen looked at him calmly, reached out and stroked his back gently: "Let me go, let's have a chat."

Jiang Zhiye staggered back a few steps, still holding his hand and refusing to let go.

"You and Miss Song are engaged because of Mrs. Jiang, right?"

Jiang Zhiye: "...Yes, but..."

"—Okay, this is what I want."

Xie Wen shook his head and looked at him puzzled: "You have already made a choice between career and love, why are you still struggling here?"

"Do you really want to lock me up in Repulse Bay and be a shameful third party for the rest of my life?"

"I didn't think so," Jiang Zhiye said absentmindedly, "I just want to procrastinate and find a better solution. I won't marry Song Yingqing, and I won't have any relationship with her."

"It's just your idea, but you didn't ask me."

Xie Wen glanced regretfully at the coffee stains on the snow: "Now that we have understood our respective choices, there is no need to continue talking."

He turned around, and Jiang Zhiye stepped in front of him, grabbed his shoulders, and begged: "I know I'm not doing well, but this is the first time I've tried to fall in love, why, why don't you give me one more chance?"

Xie Wen rubbed his eyes and asked softly: "It's your first time, don't I?"

These words suddenly hit a certain pain point in Jiang Zhiye, he froze there and didn't speak for a long time.

The man put down his hands in despair and looked at him quietly.

Facing the snowflakes, Xie Wen rubbed his wet and messy hair and said, "Wait for me here."

He took out the key, opened the glass door where He Rijun came again, and took out a piano case not long after.

"This is for you, I thought it was Christmas...forget it, you take it."

Xie Wen smiled: "Happy newlyweds."

The piano box fell into the soft snow, he no longer missed it, turned around and disappeared from Jiang Zhiye's sight.

Jiang Zhiye leaned over to catch it, but he seemed unable to catch it, his knees gave way and he knelt in the snow.

The convenience store on the side of the road is still playing that faint, not festive Christmas carol.

Merry Merry Christmas

Lonely Lonely Christmas

I want to bless but I don’t know who to give

love is tied by us

The snow came and went, and it fell all night, burying the traces of the two people.

The brown coffee stain, like their relationship, was buried under the thick snow, and evaporated with the warm sunlight at dawn.