Sven scum routine again

"Do you know what you are talking about, Jiang Li, what about your self-esteem, you want to stay with me and be a lover," Song Yuhan frowned and looked at his tearful eyes, his fragility made people feel distressed.

Jiang Li threw himself into his arms, choking slightly, "You are my life," If life is gone, what self-esteem do you need, if you can't like me, you won't be in the next life.

You can't pull me into heaven with one hand, and then push me into hell. I've had enough of the suffering in the world, and it's full of holes, and it's not bad for you.

Song Yuhan raised his hand, then slowly put it down, he likes Jiang Li's unscrupulous pure love, hot and warm, the more he is like this, the more cruel he will be, the wrong payment of feelings will delay his life.

"Don't you like me a little bit, then I'll change what you like," said sadly and helplessly.

"You don't need to change, you're fine, I'm not worthy of your liking." Song Yuhan let him hold her, and she couldn't lie to herself.

"Yuhan, don't leave me, okay?" Jiang Li looked up at him with fragile and helpless eyes.

"Jiang Li, you don't need to torture yourself like this," Song Yuhan said softly, and silently moved his eyes away, "Then why do you torture yourself, if you love someone, you have to always be aware of whether it's worth it, then what's the point of living? All I know is that I love you," Jiang Li raised his head and kissed his lips, tentatively.

"Jiang Li," Song Yuhan gently pushed him away, he had already ruined one person, let alone another, he just couldn't forgive himself.

Can't forgive myself, forget him, but still fall in love with others calmly, making mistakes again and again, it's hard to get over the water.

"Isn't it like this before, why is it not working now?" Jiang Li lowered his eyes weakly, asking for self-defeating humiliation.

"Because I'm tired," Song Yu said indifferently, you can find someone who truly loves you, someone who treats you better than me, take your clothes, turn around and leave.

"Then why did you come to provoke me for no reason, Song Yuhan, I hate you, I hate you," Jiang Li looked at his back, only smiled wryly, and repeated only one sentence: I hate you, I can't even hate you .

One sentence that got tired of him broke all his beliefs. After being together for a long time, he might be bored. Now, he is really tired. Maybe Song Yuhan has never liked him, just because he is more obedient. That's why I played with him for so long.

Originally, he was no different from them...

Jiang Li went downstairs to hug the kitten, and suppressed the bitterness in his heart, "You will sleep with me from now on, okay?" Sometimes it's really hard to sleep alone.

In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year, and Jiang Li was sitting alone in the room, cooking a large table of dishes. For four months, Song Yuhan hadn't come back to see him, but he still sent him money every month, as if he had become The only connection between them, pitiful and pathetic.

"Cheers," Jiang Li poured two glasses of red wine. The sound of fireworks outside the door continued to illuminate the night sky, and the beauty was always fleeting.

"Don't ask me to make so many delicious food," Bai Mohua suddenly appeared opposite him, "How is he?" Jiang Li asked softly.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself," Bai Mohua held up her wine glass, "You know, this is the most helpless mission I've ever done, because he doesn't know my existence, I can't communicate with him, it's meaningless No, I'm bored now, so I can only come to play with you, "

"Senior, you're here," Cha Jiuhua came out and watched him eat, "Little thing, it's quite round," Bai Mohua chuckled, wanting to ravage him.

"I don't dare, what if he bothers me," Jiang Li gently stroked the kitten, "Then you commit suicide, maybe I'll kill him, what kind of death do you want, we go to the next world to start over again Come." Bai Mohua concentrated on eating.

"Chacha said before that every world is constructed with the male lead's idea in mind. If Song Yuhan doesn't love me, he won't like me the next time either." Jiang Li is helpless, does love have a shelf life?

"It's possible," Bai Mohua said realistically, looked at Jiang Li's lonely eyes, and comforted him, "Song Yuhan likes you, really likes you," but he also wanted to open his mind and take a look inside What did you install.

"Well," Jiang Li smiled helplessly. It was his feelings. No one knew better than him. When the enthusiasm dissipated, there was nothing left. "Thank you for eating with me, happy new year."

Song Yuhan drove home, and his mother pulled him as soon as he came in, "Son, you are already 31, why are you still alone, no matter male or female, you should bring one back for me,"

"Mom, I'm busy with work," Song Yuhan had no choice but to deal with it, "I'm tired of the gift I brought back for you and Dad."

"Yuhan, I said that the person you are looking for does not exist at all, why are you so stubborn,"

"Mom, I'm going out first," Song Yuhan turned around and left, driving around in the car, but he was still alone in the huge city.

Why did he come here? Song Yuhan was sitting in the car, looking at the brightly lit villa. Jiang Li used to wait for him no matter how late it was. How long has it been since he saw him, "Jiang Li,"

In fact, there is no one around Jiang Li, such a family, such parents, and later he used Jiang Qian's illegal evidence to warn him not to get close to Jiang Li again. Their family is probably too busy to take care of themselves now.

Bai Mohua looked out the window, "He's here, you can see him when you open the door," and then disappeared.

"Well," Jiang Li's eyes lit up, and the suppressed thoughts surged out, and he didn't even have the courage to open the door.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Li opened the door and walked out, watching him leaning against the sports car, the kitten in his arms suddenly jumped out, ran to his feet, and rubbed against him.

Song Yuhan looked down at Xiaoxueqiu, stretched out his hand and held it in his arms, "It seems to be a little bigger, you still remember me,"

Jiang Li walked over slowly, the joy of the reunion was beyond words, but he was not as casual as before, he could only smile politely, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"Okay," Song Yuhan walked in slowly, glanced at the tableware on the table, "There are guests at home,"

"No," Jiang Li calmly changed into a new set of cups, not knowing why Xiaolong loves to drink so much.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Song," Song Yuhan took the red wine poured by him, and suddenly called him a new name, like an invisible barrier.

"Have you eaten? I've learned a new dish. Would you like to sit down and try it?" Jiang Li was still polite, pretending to be strong.

Song Yuhan moved his chopsticks. It's been a long time since he tasted his handicraft, but it's still so good. "How are you doing recently?"

"Fortunately, I opened a coffee shop opposite the company. If you have nothing to do, you can go there," Jiang Li said softly, life still needs to be busy, so as not to be cranky every day.

"Well," Song Yuhan nodded lightly, "Don't be too tired,"

"This is your money, and the money I saved." Jiang Li took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it to him, "I'll return it to you, and you don't have to send me any more money in the future. Now I can support myself."

"What's more, I rented a house outside, and I will move out after the Chinese New Year." In the past, he advised Nan Zhiyi not to be sad when he died, because he didn't want to see him suffer, but now, he even felt separated. Uncomfortable, but still pretending not to show any traces.

"You want to go," Song Yuhan was stunned for a moment, "Yes," Jiang Li smiled slightly, "I don't want to owe you anything, since it's okay, I have to clean it up." In this world, only money interests can be the most tempting People's hearts, he doesn't want this kind of unclear connection, what is it, begging?

"I said it was for you before," Song Yuhan looked at Jiang Li, his overly polite words were like a sharp knife, piercing him with a dull pain, every time we broke up, he could handle it well, but when it came to Jiang Li, nothing happened use.

The feelings he owed can never be repaid, not to mention, the only person he has ever met is Jiang Li.

"The past was the past," Jiang Li said coldly, "If you plan to take care of me again,"

"Jiang Li," Song Yuhan looked up at him, "You can meet someone who treats you better,"

"Unless I lose my memory," Jiang Li teased softly, "forget about you." When you are young, don't meet too amazing people, life after life will never be restored.

But now, it's too late, if you tell me from the beginning that you don't love me so much, I can at least be sober...

"Then have you ever lost your memory?" Song Yuhan asked without knowing why, he didn't want to think about it with an ordinary person's mind.

"No," Jiang Li smiled wryly, how could he forget, forgetting what is left of him in the future.

The two who were suddenly silent could only listen to the continuous sound of firecrackers outside, and smiled at each other again.

"Stay here and spend the New Year with me," Jiang Li said softly, "Okay," Song Yuhan lowered his eyes.

"I bought fireworks, let's go out together," Jiang Li hugged the fireworks and walked out slowly, "I'll do it," Song Yuhan took the lighter in his hand and lightly lit it.

The colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, as beautiful as a dream, Jiang Li couldn't help but look at his side face, leaning his head on his shoulder, "Let's take a group photo, leave me a thought,"

Song Yuhan looked up at the smiling face on the phone, Jiang Li tried his best to accommodate him, and was careful not to approach him, but he couldn't say a word, I miss you too.

If someone can wake him up and make him forget all the memories he shouldn't have, as well as the person he shouldn't have, he and Jiang Li will be a good pair.

Maybe one day he can forget him, but Jiang Li's youth can't be wasted, waiting for someone who has no future is very painful.

"If you want to see me, you can find me in the coffee shop," Jiang Li said softly, I just want to be closer to you, "Jiang Li, it's cold outside, you go back." Song Yuhan sent him back to the house.

Later, the villa was empty, empty house, as always.

"President, you invited everyone to drink coffee again today." Su Ling ordered him a cup as usual and put it on his table. She didn't know what was going on. Song Yuhan was always depressed and never saw him smile.