I have nothing to do

67.

When Yan Yu woke up, he saw Weng Chi sitting on the sofa next to him looking at his phone. Seeing him sitting up, Weng Chi raised his chin and said, "Are you awake? Are you dizzy or not, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"What time is it?" Yan Yu looked at Weng Chi's well-dressed appearance, as if he just woke up in the morning.

"Let me see, um, 10:30 in the morning, it's still early, let's go to sleep." Weng Chi looked at the time on his phone and said with a smile, "Anyway, the ticket is at 2:[-] in the afternoon, so the time is completely in time."

"ticket?"

"Well, a ticket back to Jiangzhou." Weng Chi got up and walked to Yan Yu's bed and sat down on the edge of the bed, then showed Yan Yu the phone screen, "Here, I was looking at the information on Emerald City and found that their company Right here in Jiangzhou, I thought the matter of copyright should be sooner rather than later, so I booked the ticket directly, but I will take you away without earning your consent, okay?"

Yan Yu had just woken up, his mind was still a little slow, he couldn't process the information all at once, he stared blankly for a while, and then slowly said the word "OK".

Originally, since he met Li Zhengchu yesterday, he wanted to leave Liangxi, a place of right and wrong, but he didn't dare to reveal it to Weng Chi. Now Weng Chi took the initiative to say leave, which was exactly what Yan Yu wanted.

But thinking of yesterday, Yan Yu's memory gradually became clearer.

What he did, what he said, the tears he shed yesterday, and the bitter wine he drank became clear little by little.

The shame also gradually became stronger with the memory. Yan Yu was still watching Weng Chi talking just now, but now he suddenly felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He lowered his eyes and whispered: "That yesterday... Did I lose my composure?"

"It's okay, you should be more honest than me, although I suspect that you and Cheng Xinyuan are lying." Weng Chi flipped through his phone with a look of indifference, "It's okay, who hasn't got anything on their minds yet, I There are, but I didn't have a chance to talk about it, I finally drank one more time, and let you take care of me docilely."

"There is no obedience..." Yan Yu whispered, he stretched out his arm and pointed to a place and said, "At that time, you made me famous here."

"No way..." Weng Chi touched his nose guiltily, "I'm sure I didn't do anything cruel, let me tell you that even when I'm drunk, I'm very measured, the main reason is that your skin is fair, that's why there are traces. "

In fact, I really care about it. Yan Yu may not be as white as Weng Chi himself, but Weng Chi's white is a kind of cold white like plaster without temperature, while Yan Yu's white is greasy and soft.

It's strange to say that Yan Yu is very thin, but not skinny, unlike those artists in the circle, who look like a well-proportioned person on the camera, but are frighteningly skinny under the camera.

"Thank you, Weng Chi." Yan Yu said softly, "Thank you very much."

"Thank you for taking care of you? It's okay. As a friend, this is what I should do." Weng Chi stretched out his hand and touched Yan Yu's soft hair. - I also said something, you just agree with it, do you think it will work?"

"Row."

Weng Chi stretched his waist and said that since Yan Yu woke up, he was relieved. He asked Yan Yu if he wanted to go back to the room and change clothes. After all, he brought Yan Yu back yesterday and stuffed him directly into the bed. Now the clothes on his body have been rubbed. It's almost the same as prunes.

It wasn't until this time that Yan Yu realized that he was not in his own room, but slept in Weng Chi's room. He got up quickly, said sorry, looked at the bed he had messed up, and said anxiously that he would call someone to come now Cleaning, Weng Chi hurriedly said it was okay, he would call someone himself, he told Yan Yu not to get up so violently, be careful of headaches.

Like a panicked rabbit, Yan Yu rolled up his clothes and shoes and ran back to his room.

When the door was closed, his heart was pounding through his chest, and he collected himself before remembering to put his clothes aside and go into the bathroom.

The hot water washed away the smell of alcohol on Yan Yu's body, but it couldn't wash away the fear in Yan Yu's heart.

It took him several years to bury his fear of Li Zhengchu deep in his heart.

Li Zhengchu's threats, Li Zhengchu's persecution, Li Zhengchu's ridicule and his indifference attitude easily destroyed Yan Yu's life.

Yan Yu has thought about it many times, from which step did this matter go wrong.

Did it make things different if he agreed to Li Zhengchu's request, did he feel better when he knelt down and begged his mother, or he shouldn't have written that diary in the first place.

Or, it was his comradeship that was wrong.

It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that sorrow arises from love, and fear arises from love. If one is separated from love, there will be neither worry nor fear.

So the current worries and fears are all because of his superficial love for Jian Ce.

Yan Yu paid too much for this hopeless relationship, how could he take it back easily.

Only by continuing to love can he prove that his dedication has a little meaning.

After getting out of the shower, Yan Yu stared blankly at her phone which had been turned off.

He was afraid of starting the machine, afraid of any news from Li Zhengchu.

But he had to turn it on, and he didn't even need to think about how the company people would bombard his phone during the time he was turned off.

For a moment, he even thought about resigning altogether. He directly changed his mobile phone number and cut off contact with the past, just like he did when he left Liangxi.

In this way, no one will disturb him and no one will hurt him, and he can live peacefully, and he can live well with few demands and only a little space.

But running away all the time won't solve the problem, even if you don't run away, you can't solve it either.

Life is like this. There are many experiences and many principles. It sounds right, and others are doing it right, but it is useless to yourself.

Just like Yan Yu occasionally does not escape or has no escape and can only face it bravely, and then he discovers: it is not you who solve the problem, but the problem solves you.

After struggling for a while, Yan Yu came up with a compromise solution. He turned on the phone first. After all, it’s really impossible not to use the mobile phone. Then, if Li Zhengchu sent any messages or made any calls, he blocked everything. Anyway, he left Liangxi in the afternoon. After returning to Jiangzhou, he changed a new card so that Li Zhengchu would not be able to contact him. Although this method was troublesome, it was the only way to go. After all, he couldn't really lose his job.

The loan of his small house has not yet been repaid. It is the last bit of space that belongs to him, and he must not lose it.

Until Yan Yuhe got on the train back to Jiangzhou, Yan Yu's phone was quiet.

What he imagined did not happen, except for some news from the work group, there was nothing unusual about it.

The loss of contact at work was covered up by Yan Yu after a few explanations. Strictly speaking, he was still on vacation, so he could have ignored his work.

And Li Zhengchu evaporated without warning, just like the secret that Yan Yu and Weng Chi had shared yesterday.

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There is no update tomorrow, so I have to save the manuscript.