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Chen Zhuo had a dream.

In the dream, he was still digging carefully in the backyard, checking the roots of the plants, and suddenly his ears felt cold.

"...Xingzhe?"

When Chen Zhuo turned his head, Lu Xingze was looking at him with a bottle of low-alcohol peach wine in his hand.

The fair skin under the haute couture shirt was sweating slightly from the sun, Lu Xingze smiled softly: "Are you thirsty? Let's take a break."

Chen Zhuo took the bottle of fruit wine, took Lu Xingze's hand and stood up.

Lu Xingze's palm was very warm, and Chen Zhuo couldn't bear to let go, even if the mud got on Lu Xingze's hand.

"It rained heavily a few days ago, and the flowers and plants in the yard were all..." Chen Zhuo lowered his head slightly, feeling unspeakable grievance in his heart.

"I know." Lu Xingze stroked Chen Zhuo's cheek lightly, as if to wipe away the non-existent tears on his face: "It's inevitable, you don't have to blame yourself, no matter how careful you are, you can't prevent accidents. It’s all God’s will.”

"Is it also your departure?" Chen Zhuo's tears flowed down: "Is it God's will...?"

Lu Xingze kissed him, this kiss was not real, but Chen Zhuo was immersed in it, he closed his eyes, held Lu Xingze's hand tightly, confirmed the existence of the other party through the kiss, and poured out his thoughts.

After the kiss, the person in front of him was replaced by the red-haired Xia Zhifeng, a bright and dazzling boy.

Chen Zhuo was stunned in place, he didn't understand why there was another person in front of him.

And their hands were still holding each other.

Xia Zhifeng's hands were also stained with mud, and even the details were the same as Lu Xingze's.

"Boss Chen."

Xia Zhifeng tilted his head, put on a completely different expression from Lu Xingze, and looked at him with great interest: "I will remember that kiss just now."

"I love you." Xia Zhifeng kissed him again.

Chen Zhuo woke up from the dream. When he woke up, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

He frowned slightly, feeling disgusted by the turning point in the dream just now, with an indescribable disgust stuck in his chest.

Can't go on like this.

The beginning with Xia Zhifeng was originally a mistake... Chen Zhuo regretted the first step he took.

When he received the call, Xia Zhifeng was learning how to cook sweet and sour pork ribs at home.

This is a dish that Chen Zhuo likes very much, but Xia Zhifeng has never been able to make it well, so he can only learn from the recipe and video over and over again.

Seeing that the caller ID was "My Beloved You", Xia Zhifeng thought to himself, finally remembered to call me, isn't it not too far to go home?

Before he had time to put down the rock candy, with a smile on his lips, he picked up the phone: "Hello? Boss Chen, I miss you. When will you be back?"

There was a noticeable silence on the other end of the phone, and then Chen Zhuo's indifferent voice came: "Xia Zhifeng, let's...don't contact each other."

"what?"

Xia Zhifeng's heart seemed to be thrown thousands of miles into the sky, and then suddenly fell to the ground. Instead of bleeding red, the broken heart was blank.

"I said, it's over." It could be heard that Chen Zhuo was also enduring and suppressing some emotions, which made his voice sound unnatural.

"Why? Did I do something wrong? I can explain...apologize to you and make it right immediately if you just say—"

"I'm sorry." Chen Zhuo said mechanically: "It's my own problem, I... have to quit."

"..." Xia Zhifeng took a deep breath, his breath trembling: "If you want to separate, at least tell me in person, okay?"

"Don't meet again."

"You can't tell by looking at my face?" Xia Zhifeng said, "Or, our relationship is only worth a phone call to break up?"

no answer.

"Chen Zhuo, don't leave me."

There was another deep silence on the other end of the phone.

"When you need your sex life, you can still call me." Xia Zhifeng didn't know how lowly he put himself in, so he said this sentence: "Anytime, as long as you need me."

"Thank you."

The other party hung up the phone.

Xia Zhifeng held the phone in his left hand and a pack of rock candy in his right, feeling a little at a loss.

By the way, sweet and sour pork ribs, now it's time to put rock sugar.

Xia Zhifeng continued to finish the sweet and sour pork ribs absent-mindedly. When they were served, the color and aroma were just right. The white sesame seeds were dotted with the dark red pork ribs, which looked very good.

He tasted a small piece, and it turned out to be the most delicious one ever made. The taste of rock sugar and balsamic vinegar did not cover the aroma of the meat at all.

He quickly wrapped the dishes in plastic wrap, put them in the refrigerator, and wrote a note:

[The sweet and sour pork ribs I made for you are in the refrigerator, remember to eat]

After thinking about it again, I added [PS, I love you].

After writing it and pasting it on the refrigerator, he realized that he forgot to disguise the font and used Lu Xingze's cursive script, so he tore off the note and threw it into the trash can, and rewrote it and pasted it on.

Xia Zhifeng cleaned up the kitchen, opened the kitchen window, lit a cigarette, and called Fu Meng.

"How is he over there?" Xia Zhifeng took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"It's the same as a few days ago. It seems that I didn't sleep well yesterday. What's wrong?"

"He broke up with me."

"No, he's not even with you, how can it be called breaking up?" Fu Meng said with a smile: "Is there a more appropriate word, called abandonment?"

"Fu Meng, I'm in a bad mood right now."

"Oh, don't be discouraged. Anyway, he won't fall in love with others, so you can take it slowly. The daughter-in-law who has been married for many years can still become a mother-in-law. You can't be so anxious. Since you don't plan to confess to him, then do it well. Get ready for a protracted war."

Xia Zhifeng sighed.

"Actually, I thought about it. You have been unwilling to confess to him, even if you were dumped by him. Is there any other reason? Would you mind telling me?"

"mind."

"... "

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zhifeng looked around the apartment, ready to pack his luggage and leave.

Of course he can stop Chen Zhuo in the apartment instead of leaving, but what's the point?

When a person makes it clear that he doesn't want to see you, appearing in front of him will actually annoy him. Moreover, Xia Zhifeng doesn't want Chen Zhuo to drive him out of the house himself.

Let's separate for a while and see Chen Zhuo's reaction.

Xia Zhifeng packed his luggage, cleaned the whole house again, and then sent a message to Chen Zhuo, saying, "I moved out, the key is in the mailbox."

The sending of the message failed, Chen Zhuo blocked him.

It turns out that Chen Zhuo said no contact, but really no contact.

Before Xia Zhifeng left the house, Alipay received a breakup fee of 100 million from Chen Zhuo.

As expected of Boss Chen, for a person who looks like Lu Xingze, he can give 100 million in less than two months.

Xia Zhifeng thought, Chen Zhuo has become a person like himself, money is just a number, and what is missing can never be found.

Xia Zhifeng returned the money, and sent a message in the dialog box that he hadn't sent before.

After everything was settled, Xia Zhifeng looked around the apartment without any traces of his own life, and pulled the suitcase out of the door step by step.

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