It is strictly forbidden to find an ex to sell miserably

It was only at this moment that Pei Yuan realized that it was not that difficult to express what was in his heart, and what he insisted on a few years ago, looking back now, there were only two words left——

Hypocritical.

Even today when he was packing his luggage, he was still stubborn in front of Yu Yue, but he knew clearly that he had never said a word of liking to Wen Zhao.

In fact, there were many moments when these two words were about to be uttered, but he endured it abruptly, trying to find a suitable time.

But obviously the day we were together was the most suitable time.

Or when Wen Zhao came to accompany him to class, that was also the most suitable time.

But he didn't take any action, he just smiled at Wen Zhao and continued to be his own dumb.

The love of youth is passionate and erupting, like a volcano just erupted, and the magma will flow out, slowly eroding the entire earth, but it is all because of myself, the volcano did not erupt in the end, but just remained silent there, only wisps of smoke from time to time out of nowhere.

"I've been wrong all along, Wen Zhao."

"sorry."

Pei Yuan's eyes were moist as he spoke.

Pei Yuan's family conditions were not good since he was a child, but he knew that he would be Yu Chunxia's support in the future, especially after Pei Xingshan came back and got divorced, and Yu Yue was born within a few months. He will cry, but in fact he knows that his eyes are easily red, but due to environmental factors, he rarely shows a vulnerable appearance in front of people.

In the third year of high school, Yu Chunxia had an accident, and Wen Zhao was the first peer to see his red eyes.

Pei Yuan didn't like himself who seemed vulnerable.

He seemed to have built a city wall for himself, shutting everyone out, and using this as an excuse, he told himself that he was just waiting for an opportunity.

But the opportunity is clearly grasped by oneself, not necessarily waited for.

Wen Zhao felt short of breath when he heard Pei Yuan's apology. He resisted the sore nose and said, "You're right, Pei Yuan." He smiled, "I didn't think of this aspect."

Pei Yuan looked at him.

The light in the living room is actually not very bright, but Wen Zhao's face can be seen clearly.

The Wenzhao in front of him at this moment overlapped with the Wenzhao's face when he was 17 years old.

As if something has changed, but also as if nothing has changed.

Pei Yuan exhaled, "I want to drink water."

"I'll pick it up for you."

Wen Zhao got up immediately, but Pei Yuan grabbed his wrist.

He was standing while Pei Yuan was still sitting.

Pei Yuan raised his head, his eyes were bright under the light.

"Can you give me another chance?"

"Wen Zhao."

Wen Zhao's brows and eyes were widened with a smile: "This is my line."

"Can't I grab it?"

"can."

"Of course."

Wen Zhao's tone paused: "The first 'can' is to answer your second question, and the second 'of course' is to answer your first question."

Their restart, if they only focus on going back to the past, it will be meaningless.

Both were wrong, but both were also right.

Pei Yuan let go of his hand, and his brows stretched a little: "Thank you."

"You're too polite, Little Brother Pei."

Pei Yuan laughed.

This reunion was much smoother than expected, and at the same time, Wen Zhao was very thankful that Pei Yuan still liked him, and he hummed a little tune while receiving water.

Naturally, he will stay overnight at Pei Yuan's place at night. He left a lot of things here last time. As for the ice cellar he rented, Wen Zhao really doesn't want to go back. Of course, he doesn't want to go back to the villa either.

Because Pei Yuan's side is the best place in the world.

only……

"Should I still sleep on the sofa tonight?" Wen Zhao felt a little shocked when he came out of the shower and saw the quilt on the sofa.

Pei Yuan cleared his throat: "I only have one bed."

"No, Pei Yuan, we have slept in the same bed before." Wen Zhao added after finishing speaking, "Uh, yes, it's a very simple sleep."

Pei Yuan: "...I didn't say it was not innocent, you don't need to explain."

Wen Zhao's eyebrows twitched: "And to be honest, Pei Yuan, it's really cold to sleep on the sofa, so you should take pity on me and let me sleep with you."

After he said this, he saw Pei Yuan laughing while holding the sofa, and then put the quilt on his hand: "I just took out the quilt and put it down, there is no other meaning."

Wen Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized: "Is that what I thought?"

"What do you mean?" Pei Yuan entered the bedroom, put the quilt on the bed and spread out, with a slight smile in his voice.

Wen Zhao squinted his eyes: "I want to sleep with my boyfriend, so I won't be doing reading comprehension?"

The one-bedroom and one-living room that Pei Yuan rented is really not big. There is not much space left in the master bedroom with a bed, a table and a wardrobe. All the more to make him like it.

The four-piece suit on the bed is pure black, which is different from the colorful ones in his ice cellar.

Without thinking about it, Wen Zhao lifted the quilt on the other side and lay down in it.

It's obviously the smell of laundry detergent, but obviously Pei Yuan's quilt and pillow smell better, Wen Zhao sniffed it, and then looked at Pei Yuan with his head on his side.

Pei Yuan was sitting at the desk, writing something with a pen, when there was a rustling sound.

Even the back view made Wen Zhao feel satisfied.

God knows how long he had missed this day.

After 2 minutes, Wen Zhao blinked before reacting, and reminded: "Writing at night is not good for your eyes."

Just the second after his voice fell.

Pei Yuan said, "Okay."

He turned around while speaking, and squeezed the note in his hand into small balls.

Wen Zhao looked a little confused: "What is this?"

"Wait for the next activity." Pei Yuan came over, pulled back the quilt and sat down on the bed, under the desk lamp, from the angle of Wen Zhao, he could see the fine hair on his forehead, the roots were distinct.

Wen Zhao was taken aback: "What activity?"

"There are a few questions about me that I wrote on it. If you draw one, I will answer one."

"Row."

Wen Zhao also sat up, the distance between the two of them was only one hand long, he stretched out his hand and smacked Pei Yuan's palm, but the speed was a bit slow, and he scratched Pei Yuan's palm as if playing a trick, and the corner of his mouth He unpacked the paper ball with a smile.

"The first question: How did you start with Qin Boyi?"

Wen Zhao was a little skeptical of life after reading it: "Will the first one give me the difficulty of going to hell?"

And just after he finished speaking, before he even had time to get jealous, he heard Pei Yuan say, "Because of you."

Pei Yuan's eyelashes lowered: "Speaking of this, I feel a little weird, he seems to know my sexual orientation from the very beginning, and he started to approach me, and what makes me even more confused is that he may know your sexual orientation. or I used to have a gay person, because the day I was with him, it wasn't because I liked him, but he said he could help me forget you."

"Now that I think about the feeling of 'going to the doctor in a hurry' at that time, I thought it was a way to forget you, so I agreed to him."

"You said you knew from Wei Yu that I had a new relationship, but without my permission, how could Xiao He tell the news?"

Pei Yuan was also waiting at that time, but there was no movement at Wen Zhao's side, as if he didn't care about his new love affair at all.

Also.

At that time, we broke up for two and a half years, so what is there to care about?

So Pei Yuan felt even more firmly that perhaps Qin Boyi could really save him. He began to believe in Qin Boyi and tried to divert his attention.

As a result, half a year has passed, and it's just a beginning.

It didn't work at all.

Sometimes Pei Yuan would also suspect that maybe he was bewitched by Wenzhao, otherwise why would he like it for so long.

Wen Zhao squeezed the paper: "I want to punch myself now."

"Then give me a punch by the way."

"That won't work, I don't want to."

Pei Yuan coughed lightly: "Then will you be jealous? Just this matter."

"Not now."

"Then next."

"Second question: Do you like cats or dogs?"

Wen Zhao was a little confused after reading: "Why did you jump to this question?"

"This is actually what I want to ask you."

"I like them all, but if I have to say it, I still like cats." Wen Zhao replied, "I don't want to walk the dog. Walking the dog is so tiring and I have to pick up shit."

"okay, I get it."

Wen Zhao laughed again: "What do you know? You know it right here."

"The day we broke up, I actually wanted to ask you if we should raise a dog together in the future."

"Now is to make up for the regrets of the past."

Wen Zhao's expression relaxed: "I like dogs too." He paused, "If we can in the future, I can have both cats and dogs."

"it is good."

After Pei Yuan finished speaking, he closed his palms together, and temporarily put the rest of the questions on the bedside table. He pulled down the quilt and lay down himself: "I'll ask the rest of the questions next time."

"When is the next time?"

Pei Yuan was a little speechless, "You must be addicted, right?"

"how come?"

Wen Zhao also lay down while answering, the distance between the two of them disappeared at some point, and their arms were stuck together.

As Wen Zhao said, they had simply lay together many times before.

But the current situation...

A few seconds later, Wen Zhao's voice sounded——

"Pei Yuan."

"Or you'd better kiss me, or I'll kiss you."