Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

"I'm broken in love." Jiang Xun watched the girl's back for a while, and said to Fu Liang when he turned to leave.

Fu Liang followed him, and sneered, "Aren't you still with her? What kind of lovelorn?"

Jiang Xun looked up at the cold moonlight, and sighed almost imperceptibly: "I broke up with my boyfriend."

Fu Liang's smile stopped abruptly, but the corners of his lips still wanted to rise. He tried his best to restrain the corners of his lips, cleared his throat and asked carefully, "Really broke up?"

Jiang Xun walked up the stairs without looking sideways: "Do you think I am joking?"

"In my impression, you have very little humor, it doesn't seem like you're joking." Fu Liang pursed his lips, looked back at the direction of the door, and asked guiltyly, "The school girl just now...is really Your new love?"

Jiang Xun's throat seemed to be stuck: "Yes."

"But don't you like men?" Fu Liang asked, his deep eyes fell on his eyebrows.

Jiang Xun said "hmm" again.

Fu Liang opened his eyes wide: "Then you still agree to her pursuit?"

Jiang Xun was silent for a while, thought for a while and said, "I'm just "not taking the initiative", "not refusing" and "not being responsible". "

Fu Liang blurted out: "Scumbag."

Jiang Xun gave him a gouged look dissatisfied, then nodded heavily: "Yes."

Fu Liang: "..."

Since the last fight in the dormitory, the two finally returned to the dormitory on the same road after a week. Wu Yijia, who was sweating profusely doing push-ups by the sofa, looked up at them, immediately frowned in disgust and lowered his head: "Bah."

Fu Liang and Jiang Xun: "..."

It was as if in Wu Yijia's eyes, something shameful had happened between these two, didn't they just go back to the dormitory together?As for?

Fu Liang noticed that Jiang Xun was in a low mood. Although he secretly made up his mind to treat the other party as a stranger and stop provoking him, he still couldn't help but care.

When Jiang Xun was about to go to bed, Fu Liang, who was sitting at the desk holding a book but couldn't read it, called him, "Hey, shall we chat?"

Jiang Xun sat on the bed with his long legs hanging from the edge of the bed, looked down and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you broken in love?" Fu Liang put his arms on the back of the chair and looked up at him. "I'm also broken in love. We can comfort each other."

The corners of Jiang Xun's lips twitched: "I just want to sleep, not talk."

Fu Liang deeply felt that this person toasted and refused to eat fine wine, so he raised his hand and lowered his dantian to suppress his anger: "Then listen to me?"

Jiang Xun didn't want to, but seeing Fu Liang's warm gesture of affection and the warm glow on his face from the warm lamp, he swallowed his saliva and nodded reluctantly: "You say."

"Well, okay, wait a minute, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Fu Liang pretended to be calm and got up and walked out of the room.

Jiang Xun: "..." Pretentious?

Fu Liang actually hid in the toilet and searched for "how to comfort a broken-hearted person".

He skimmed through the post, and returned to the room with confidence a few minutes later, closing the door securely.

Jiang Xun, who was swiping his phone boredly, immediately put down his phone, intending to listen to his "comfort" seriously.

In order to keep eye level with Jiang Xun, Fu Liang also sat on the bed and stepped on the ladder: "If you don't go to the old, you shouldn't come to the new, people should look forward, love is not everything to you, you should live for yourself. "

"I know." Jiang Xun nodded seriously.

Fu Liang didn't expect him to accept it so quickly, and his mind was a little stuck.

"What else?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Uh..." Fu Liang briefly thought about it for a few seconds, and continued, "Time is the best medicine to cure regrets. Only by leaving the wrong person can you meet the right person. You should be glad that you are one step closer to the right person now that you are single. .”

There was no sadness or joy in Jiang Xun's eyes, and he only slightly hooked his lower lip: "I know this too."

Fu Liang: "..."

He was embarrassed to find that the quotations he found on the Internet to comfort his lost lover didn't work for Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun tilted his head: "What else?"

"Uh..." Fu Liang struggled for a while, then smiled awkwardly, "Why do I feel that you don't look like a broken-hearted person?"

"You don't look like a person who is broken in love, and you don't even look like someone who can comfort you." Jiang Xun asserted, and immediately turned around and got under the mosquito net.

Fu Liang: "..."

With a "pop", Jiang Xun turned off the ceiling lamp, and the room fell into a quiet blue.

As soon as Fu Liang lay down, he heard Jiang Xun's voice coming from the opposite mosquito net.

"Fu Liang, don't you hate me? Why do you want to comfort me when you know I'm broken in love?"

Jiang Xun asked carefully, and swallowed the second part of the sentence "Could it be to mock me?"

Fu Liang thought for a while and said, "I really hate you, you brought me to the police station twice..."

Jiang Xun firmly denied: "It's not me."

Fu Liang: "..."

He knew very well that Jiang Xun would never admit to his crime, and it was a matter of going to jail, and Jiang Xun was not a fool.

"If I was going to kill you..." Jiang Xun said self-consciously, "It's impossible for you to still be sleeping on the bed now, and I wouldn't use such complicated means to frame you for murder? You're mentally ill, go directly to the mental hospital You can escape from prison if you open a certificate, I am not so stupid."

Fu Liang almost believed his evil: "You are sick."

Jiang Xun smiled, and the laughter was very light in the atmosphere.

"Jiang Xun..." Fu Liang skipped those two cases, especially the second one, and persuaded him only on the emotional level, "Although you are broken in love, this is not the reason for you to be a scumbag."

Jiang Xun stared straight at the top of the mosquito net, listening to Fu Liang's persuasion in his ears, but clenched his hands uncomfortably by his side. It was obvious that Fu Liang was not a good thing, so why should he teach him a lesson?

Fu Liang stroked his thoughts, and felt that he couldn't jump out of the two cases, so he connected them again and said, "You said that your sense of social moral responsibility is already very low, and you are not specific in your feelings, and you still want to play tricks on girls. No matter how glamorous your skin is, it can't hide your bad deeds."

"It's because you misunderstood me too much." Jiang Xun closed his eyes and took a group of deep breaths.

Fu Liang smiled helplessly: "Actually, I hope it's just a misunderstanding more than anyone else."

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it..." Jiang Xun turned his back to Fu Liang, the bed frame creaked, and he stared fiercely at the white wall covered with a mosquito net, "Didn't you say that you also Are you broken in love? Isn’t it normal for people who are broken in love to do some deviant things occasionally?”

What's more, he did this because he was broken in love. Fu Liang had already acted strangely to him when he was not broken in love. Fu Liang is even more scumbag.

"The scumbag is quite deviant, but it's not worthy of forgiveness..." Fu Liang followed the temptation, "It's true that I'm broken in love, but I'm the one who dumped people, so the feeling of broken love is not strong."

"Uh..." Jiang Xun pinched his clenched fingernails into his palms, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm the one who got dumped."

"Uh..." Fu Liang realized that he had said the wrong thing, and smiled dryly, "No, can, can, right?"

Jiang Xun's slight affection for Fu Liang for no reason was wiped out by tonight's conversation in an instant, and the hatred gradually spread in his chest.