Lovers torture themselves every day

Ji Yan rarely went home alone today.

Fu Siyuan may be busy with the company today, and he said that he might not be able to pick him up later when he comes back.

Ji Yan said with a smile that it doesn't matter, it's not that he doesn't know the way home, the same goes for driving back by himself.

After he parked the car outside the yard, he looked at the yard silently. Usually when he came back alone, Fu Siyuan and Samoyed would stand in the yard to pick him up. When he turned his head, there would be one person and one dog, occasionally accompanied by two cats. , looks very lively.

He looked at the empty yard, only a few flowers blooming scattered on the ground, and the branches and leaves were hanging down, giving him a lonely feeling.

Ji Yan shook his head, thinking that the habit is really terrible, he is used to seeing the excitement, but suddenly he can't adapt to it when it's deserted today.

He pushed the door open, and the room looked empty.

Haven't come back yet?

It's already seven o'clock in the evening, it shouldn't be.

"Fu Siyuan!" Ji Yanyang called out loudly.

A deep male voice came from my ear, low and low, as if it came from across mountains and rivers: "I am here."

Ji Yan looked, Fu Siyuan was sitting in the corner of the sofa, the sky outside had already darkened, a shadow fell on him, his face was dark and unclear, and he was almost swallowed by the darkness.

Ji Yan paused, then reached out to turn on the light.

The lamp in the living room is a square design, and some of the edges are superimposed on each other. The lamps full of design sense show a simple and cold style everywhere. After they are all turned on, the darkness of the entire living room is washed away, and it is as bright as day.

Ji Yan glanced at Fu Siyuan again.

Well, satisfied.

Fu Siyuan looked at the young man at the entrance, and asked quietly, "Ji Yan, do you like me now or me before?"

The hands on his knees seemed casual and safe, but the bluish-white fingers due to force showed that the master was not as calm as on the surface, but his eyes were firmly fixed on him.

Ji Yan tentatively said: "It was in the past."

Although he still suffered amnesia, he didn't have to soak goji berries in the thermos every day at that time.

He subconsciously wanted to touch his waist, but he forcibly endured it.

After the words fell, Fu Siyuan's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and all kinds of emotions were fully displayed in him, pain, sadness and loneliness emerged one by one, and then a touch of determination unexpectedly appeared.

In an instant, Ji Yan thought of the scene where this guy hugged the cat and yelled to jump out of the window, and the image of looking for death and life still lingered in his mind.

He immediately changed his words in a jerk: "Now, now, I like you now."

The smile on the corners of Fu Siyuan's lips was somewhat self-deprecating: "Am I still inferior to his status in your heart?"

Ji Yan:.

Good guy, there seems to be a big show coming back today.

Did this guy see something strange again?

Can you be a little more normal!

Fu Siyuan slowly caressed his face, with a slight sadness in his expression, and said in a low voice: "I am your extramarital lover who can see the light, your most perfect and most hidden third party, your virtuous and virtuous perfect second wife .”

He looked at the stunned man with a wry smile: "But I really think I'm more suitable for you than him."

He is so suitable for Ji Yan, he loves him, likes him, and is willing to protect him with his life, and expects them to go on together in the years to come. Unfortunately, he can't even do these things.

Looking at the heartbroken look of the man in front of him, Ji Yan slowly took a few steps back.

Distressed?a little bit.

But what's more, it's his inability to deal with the next thing. He feels that something is going to happen to this guy again.

Ji Yan leaned against the wall and thought weakly: When will his mind recover, and can he survive this day.

Fu Siyuan approached the young man, took a pair of slippers and bent down to put them down.

When Ji Yan was leaning against the wall in a daze, he saw Fu Siyuan squatting down, his hands had reached for the shoes on his feet, and he seemed to want to take them off for him.

Ji Yan took a step back to avoid Fu Siyuan's hand: "You don't need to change it, I can do it myself." He quickly changed the Oxford shoes on the soles of his feet, stepped on the slippers and came to the sofa, and sat with Fu Siyuan.

Ji Yan rubbed his forehead as if sorting out his chaotic thoughts, and then said softly, "I've always liked you. When I said 'before' just now, I thought it was you when you were just discharged from the hospital."

Focus on 'just discharged from the hospital'.

Fu Siyuan told him that his house was taken away, and the time was the time of the car accident, and it was Fu Qingqing who was just discharged from the hospital, not the original body that Fu Siyuan called.

Ji Yan was really afraid of his self-jealous behavior, so he opened his mouth to explain.

Looking at the person in front of him, Fu Siyuan felt his heart was very soft.

In the past few days, he closed his eyes and thought about things, a huge panic accompanied by a trace of despair entangled him, as if he was drowning in deep water, and there was no way to do it except gradually sinking.

Fu Siyuan hugged Ji Yan slowly, he hugged him with some strength, his tall body was tightly pressed against Ji Yan's back, the two of them were like entwined vines, tightly fitting together .

Fu Siyuan rested his chin on Ji Yan's shoulder. He seemed to like this posture very much, and with a deep voice, he quietly called out his name: "Ji Yan~"

The ending tone is very light, like a whisper, and like there is a lot to say, but when it reaches his lips, he just calls his name tenderly.

Ji Yan was itchy by the hot breath in his ears, he moved away slightly: "I am here."

Fu Siyuan closed his eyes, the body temperature of the person he hugged slowly spread to his body, and he could hear each other's heartbeat, he said: "I want to become a dragon and swallow you into my stomach." For a moment, wondering if this fantasy was particularly in his favor, Fu Siyuan's tone became lighter: "This way we can hide you."

Ji Yan:.

After all, he didn't hold back, turned his head and stroked the man's hair, with a smile on his face: "Baby, the love talk is very good, don't talk about it next time."

Fu Siyuan's love words are so different, he knows they are love words, but if he doesn't know, he thinks they are murder.

Fu Erfang rubbed his head against Ji Yan's neck, like an insecure person desperately wanting to be loved, he asked the question he had asked countless times: "Do you love me?"

Mr. Ji's tone is affectionate: "Love, I only love you!"

There was affection in his eyes, and he expressed his love unambiguously, very much like a scumbag who used to coax others with sweet words.

Fu Siyuan raised his head to see the expression of his Taoist companion, and his eyes scanned the past inch by inch.

Mr. Ji had a just right smile on his face, and a pair of affectionate eyes, no matter how much Fu Erfang scrutinized him, he didn't avoid him in the slightest.

Fu Siyuan still didn't think it was enough, as if possessed by a spirit, he made a request to Ji Yan: "Look at me and say you love me."

Ji Yan paused for a moment, then held Fu Siyuan's handsome face with both hands, leaned close to kiss him lightly on the lips, and then said with a smile: "Baby, I love you."

Fu Siyuan touched the place that was kissed by his Taoist companion and felt relieved, and said forcefully: "You say you don't love him, you are the original body."

He is simply a masterpiece, annoying and possessed.

Mr. Ji is used to big scenes, and it's trivial to deal with this level: "Should I still look at you and say?"

Fu Erfang nodded and said resolutely: "Well, say it to this face."

So the smile on the corners of President Ji's lips slowly faded away, he looked at Fu Siyuan's handsome face, and said expressionlessly: "Fu Siyuan, I don't love you."

At first, Fu Siyuan asked Ji Yan to say this with the mentality of "revenge him for bearing humiliation with his own body", but when Ji Yan really said it, Fu Siyuan regretted it.

He saw that the young man in front of him no longer smiled at him, his eyes were silent without any emotion, as if he was just treating an insignificant stranger, and said in a cool tone that he didn't love him.

Fu Erfang suddenly felt a lingering pain somewhere in his chest, as if someone was holding that soft place, and even breathing had a dull pain.

Fu Siyuan took a deep breath, turned his head and covered his heart and said, "Stop talking, my heart will break."

I knew it wasn't for him, but it was really sad.

Ji Yan:.

His tone was gentle and cool: "Baby, you have so many things to do."

The heartbroken Fu Erfang turned around and spoke again: "Why don't you say it to the photo?"

Ji Yan raised his eyelids and said casually, "Okay."

Fu Erfang got up and went to the room, and came back empty-handed after a while.

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Where's the photo, didn't you find it?"

Fu Siyuan was dejected, like an eggplant beaten by frost: "It's gone." When he got angry last time, it was all burned, and even the ashes were flushed down the toilet by him.

Ji Yan:.

Fu Siyuan sighed, took out the prepared document and handed it to Ji Yan: "You sign it."

This is what he prepared for the past few days, and it is also because of this that he came back late today.

Ji Yan frowned slightly looking at the words of the property notarization, Fu Siyuan hired a lawyer to transfer all the properties under his name to himself, including the shares of their company.

He frowned and said, "Why did you give me these, I don't need Anmei."

Fu Siyuan curled his fingers slightly.

Now that the ring on his hand has been worn for a long time, he no longer feels it, as if it has become a part of himself, growing in the flesh and blood.

Now suddenly felt a slight pain against this hard touch, it was like a faintly aching soul.

Fu Siyuan said slowly: "I know you don't need it." He said softly: "But I want to leave something for you."

In case he disappears, Ji Yan can still hold these.

Ji Yan was suspicious, he was keenly aware that Fu Siyuan's mood was very wrong: "Why did you leave something for me?"

These words even have a taste of explaining the funeral.

They just had a physical examination and reported that they are healthy, and there is no possibility of sudden serious illness.

So... why?

Fu Siyuan's voice was very warm, but with some firmness: "I must keep it for you."

If his soul can no longer resist the original body, he will die together, anyway, he can't let the original body come back and continue to occupy this body.

Ji Yan took the determination on his face into his eyes, slowly twisted his fingers, he put the notarization aside and said: "Yes, I will sign it later."

Fu Siyuan smiled.

After the dinner was settled and the two of them rested, Fu Siyuan felt his head hurting again, as if a little snake was slowly gnawing on his brain, and he was extremely sleepy even mentally, his eyelids drooped one after another, listless.

Seeing that he was extremely sleepy, Ji Yan said to Fu Siyuan, "Go to sleep when you are sleepy."

He may not have had a good rest in the past few days, and there are faint black and blue shadows in the eye sockets.

Fu Siyuan said in his heart that he was sleepy, and this was clearly the reaction of the original body's soul fighting for his body.

If this continues, no one will know when he wakes up next time.

Fu Siyuan's heart felt cold, and he said tiredly: "I'm not sleepy, I don't sleep."

Ji Yan was too lazy to listen to his stubbornness, so he directly dragged him to the bedroom, pulled the curtains and lay down on the bed, propped his head and patted the empty bed beside him: "Come here, sleep."

Fu Siyuan was afraid that the soul would steal his body, but also wanted to sleep with his Taoist companion in his arms. The two thoughts were evenly matched in his mind. In the end, the latter prevailed. He went to bed slowly, and then wrapped his arms around his Taoist companion's waist: "You sleep with me."

Ji Yan said: "Well, I'll be with you."

Fu Siyuan has been really sleepy for the past few days. He is frightened day and night and often wakes up in the middle of the night. His nerves are stretched like a thread, and if he exerts a little more force, that precarious nerve will break.

Now that Taoist couple Zai Huai felt a little more secure, he plunged headlong into a dream within a few breaths.

Ji Yan looked at the man beside him, heard his deeper breathing and moved slowly, then looked at Fu Siyuan.

Good, didn't wake up.

It seems really sleepy.

He gently moved the hand around his waist, and then lightly got off the bed. When he was about to go out, he saw the paper on the desk. It might have been blown by the wind, and most of it was already hanging in the air, and the remaining section was also slowly. Moving slowly, it looked like it might fall at any time.

Ji Yan went over and put it away again, and pressed it with a book.

It was already dark when Fu Siyuan woke up, he touched the bed next to him subconsciously, and found that his Taoist companion had left at some point.

He lifted the thin blanket covering his body and got up to look for someone, but he stopped when he saw the paper on the desk.

It was a letter he wrote to Yuanshen, and he racked his brains with humiliation, and almost wrote the word "humble" on it. He only hoped that Yuanshen would believe it when he saw it, so as to give him some time to relax.

But now this piece of paper has moved, as if it has been moved.

Fu Siyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly unfolded the piece of paper, his eyes scanned quickly, but he found that there was nothing on it.

Still in disbelief, he turned the book over to look at the back, only to find that it was also empty.

This original body may have occupied this body while he was sleeping, but there was no reaction at all when he read his letter.

Unmoved, he insisted on getting rid of him.

Thinking of this, Fu Siyuan felt that the road ahead was bleak, and even his only hope was gone.

He seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he fell down on the chair all of a sudden, his eyes were desolate and empty.

The chair creaked. Ji Yan was watching TV in the living room. After hearing this sound, he came in and looked at Fu Siyuan who was pale. He was startled: "Baby, did you fall?"

Fu Siyuan was devastated, his face was as white as paper, the light in his eyes was completely despondent, and he felt sad when he saw his Taoist companion's eager look.

Fu Siyuan closed his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Ji Yan."

Ji Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over to touch Fu Siyuan's hand, his hand was icy cold: "What's wrong with you, tell me quickly!"

Fu Siyuan took a slow breath and almost shed tears. The fear in his heart and the humiliation of being willing to be the second wife came out all at once. All kinds of emotions made his chest hurt. He forced himself to hand the letter to Ji Yan, intermittently Open the mouth: "Look at him, he treats me like this."

Now Fu Siyuan seems to be a concubine who has been treated harshly by the big house for a long time. After seeing Ji Yan, he finally found the backbone, and finally had an outlet to vent his grievances for many days. He almost burst into tears and wanted to sue. shape.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and wondered who had treated Fu Siyuan, then unfolded the piece of paper and scanned ten lines at a glance, his expression gradually became weird.

His tone uncontrollably became subtle: "Are you writing to Fu Siyuan?"

How can anyone say to themselves that they are willing to be a second wife?

What the hell is outrageously home.

Fu Erfang was so angry that he covered half of his face with a wry smile, and said weakly, "I don't think I have any intention of making mistakes, and I act cautiously and humblely only to seek a place for myself."

Ji Yanxin said that it was true, Fu Siyuan's letter had only one meaning: I am not here to break up you, I am here to join you.

When Fu Erfang said this, he peeked at Ji Yan through his fingers, found that his expression was still weird, took a breath, and said with trembling lips: "It's a pity. Your big room can't accommodate me."

His voice is full of emotion, and the ending is sad and long. He looks like a poor concubine who is bullied by a vicious big house. He is wronged and desperate, and he really can't live anymore.

Ji Yan only felt his eyebrows twitching, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why can't he tolerate you?"

He was curious, how could a person before amnesia not tolerate a person after amnesia? !

Acting so realistically, he almost felt that there was really a Fu Siyuan.

Fu Erfang fell on the chair, his face was full of despair and sorrow, he mournfully raised his hand to wipe his tears, and choked for a while, fully showing helplessness, despair and sadness, and finally trembling lips with crying, Like the little white flower who exposed the true face of the vicious mistress, she tightly held Ji Yan's hand and complained: "Brother. He wants to kill me."

When the love is so strong, this Fu Erfang thinks of the sadness that will strike in the future, tears really appear in the corners of his eyes.

Ji Yan looked down at Fu Siyuan holding his hand tightly like a drowning man holding driftwood, and then raised his eyes to see the water in the corner of his eyes, with only one thought in his mind.

Fu Siyuan, after all, I still underestimated you!

The author has something to say:

Fu Siyuan: Every day, the baby is long and the baby is short, and you don't care if the baby is bullied.