On how to break up peacefully with 419 subjects

61.

I'm so frustrated.

What Yan Shen just said echoed in my ears.

[That day... sensitive... had to pinch your... but you still have to...]

I think he's bluffing me, but I have no proof.

After all, I have no memory of what happened that night.

But I was thinking, what if he really didn't lie?

Just thinking of this makes my kidneys ache.

I pulled down the chair at the dining table and sat down, took out my phone and opened WeChat.

The WeChat login is a small account, and there is a series of new messages floating on it, all of which are express or implied invitations to open houses.

...my kidney seems to be hurting more.

What would I do if it was the weekend before?

I looked at Yan Shen who was cracking eggs in the kitchen, and couldn't help being dazed.

62.

It's quite busy when I have work, but I have to go to Ye Shi every weekend.

Maybe it's Friday, maybe it's Saturday, because no matter how crazy I do these two days, there will be a day for me to rest and adjust.

I’d order a drink at the bar, wait for someone who wanted to spend the night with me to strike up a conversation in person, then pick the one I liked and hug me out the door, heading straight to the nearest hotel.

I don't go to someone's house or take people home because I don't like people who pass by and leave traces in my house.

Once a person has been alone for a long time, it is especially easy to be stirred up by others.

Now I know this truth.

My eyes followed Yan Shen who pushed open the glass door and came out with a dinner plate.

He boiled the milk, wrapped the eggs in the bread and fried them in a pan, and the heat mixed with the aroma instantly flooded the entire dining table.

I have never been so particular about it. I have lived such a long life after eating cold bread and milk. I can’t tell what it’s like to be taken care of like this.

He put down the plate, bent down and planted a kiss on my lips, as soft as the thin layer of frost covering the green plants outside the window this morning.

I paused while holding the cup, and turned my head away: "You can go back after dinner."

63.

When I just graduated from university, I entered the circle.

The first time I was accosted by a handsome young man in a bar, and I went to bed in a daze at night.

I had no experience before, I didn't know the severity, and I was afraid of hurting people.

Afterwards, the young man was wrapped in a quilt and refused me to take him to take a bath.

He hid in the dark and looked at me: If you want to stay in the circle longer, don't be too gentle, or I will fall in love with you.

I didn't take it seriously, I still wanted to hug him.

He firmly pushed me away.

He turned his back: You can go, don't make appointments in the future.

Since then, I have seen him many times, but just smiled at each other and passed by.

At that time, I didn't quite understand the meaning of his words. I didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until the boy who had dated several times a day pestered him crying and stayed overnight.

To leave or to stay, became a difficult problem that I faced at that time.

I took out a cigarette from the man's pocket and coughed while smoking.

Listening to the stumbling confession in my ears, my heart was as messy as the fog that spewed out.

But a cigarette in the end, I figured it out.

I put on my clothes without looking back, and closed the door to hide the faint crying in the room.

64.

I don't smoke.

I just had a whim, thinking about how other people say that smoking and drinking can relieve sorrow.

But I think it was not the cigarette that finally relieved my worries, but my heartless approach.

There are too many people who lack love these days, and the occasional gentleness shown by any unfamiliar person can easily give people the illusion that love is coming.

Just like I know that Yan Shen has a boyfriend, but I still can't resist everything he does.

And I had to resist him.

Because I know that there are so many people who lack love, and I am one of them.

65.

I smiled and put on my usual appearance when I rejected people in the past: "You don't have to do these things to me anymore."

Yan Shen pulled the chair across from me and sat down, with a calm tone: "I just want to do this to you."

The corners of the eggs are a bit mushy, and the bread is not evenly wrapped, and the appearance is not good.

He doesn't seem to be good at doing this kind of thing, like a whim.

And Yan Shen didn't notice what I said just now, his chopsticks were hanging in the air, his eyes were fixed on me, and he was a little nervous: "Isn't it delicious?"

I take a bite.

Well, it's not really delicious, it tastes a bit bitter.

But I shook my head: "It's not bad."

66.

After breakfast, he stacked the plates and threw them into the sink, leaning against the door and asking me, "Where do you want to go?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I remembered that he did mention this in the bathroom not long ago.

Co-authoring this guy is taking everything I said before as a fart.

I leaned against the back of the chair amusedly: "What's the matter, are you inviting me on a date?"

He actually nodded, humming.

I didn't answer, just asked: "Is there no one in your house today?"

He said, "No."

I was surprised: "Then when will someone be in your house?"

He frowned, as if wondering what I meant by that.

I wanted to frown too, but I didn't expect his boyfriend to not come home.

Finally he said, "Are you going home with me? If you come home with me, there will be someone in my house."

I think, well, you said that.

I went home with you, and your boyfriend came back and beat me up, so there was someone there.

67.

If you make an appointment, you will only cause trouble for yourself.

I thought that it would be fine to just refuse such a troublesome thing, and just said that I was tired and didn't want to move, which was simple and rude.

Yan Shen had finished checking the strategy, and asked me while shaking his phone: "Today, there is an art exhibition by Mr. Qian in the museum. Are you interested?"

I leaned up and took a look, and I was really interested.

This painter named Qian Kun is not young. He has been abroad all year round. He just came back to hold an exhibition in the past two days. Yesterday was the first day.

During the art test, I studied many of his works, and finally got the first overall score in art in the city, so he is one of my first teachers.

In my freshman year of high school, I confirmed my sexual orientation.

For a while, my grades dropped sharply. I was able to get a score of more than 30 on the [-]-year math paper. I was so surprised that the teacher went to the parents directly.

Later, faced with the re-segmentation of classes in the second year of high school, there was an additional option for an art class, and I subconsciously wanted to distance myself from Tu Chen, so I opened the door to the art world without hesitation.

Why do you have no hesitation?

Since I love drawing, my goal as a kid was to grow up to be a fashion designer.

In addition, my mother gave me a fortune-telling, saying that I would either study liberal arts or pursue art in the future, so she also expressed her support.

Thinking of this, I glanced at Yan Shen suspiciously, thinking that he seemed to understand my hobbies quite well, and I felt that I was worrying too much.

Seeing that I hadn't made a decision, Yan Shen asked, "Will watching this kind of art exhibition also help the interior design?"

I understand.

He remembered that I was the chief architect of his villa.

This is to let me improve and come up with a better design plan for him.

Then how can I make Party A's father think that I am a person who does not seek to make progress?

So I nodded heavily: "Okay, let's go together."

68.

Yan Shen's white shirt was really wrinkled too much.

If we go to the exhibition together, then I will never allow him to go out like this.

I rummaged through the closet, and finally found a new set of unopened shirts from the corner: "Try it, you are about the same height as me, you should be able to wear it."

In fact, he is about three centimeters taller than me, and I can see it in the mirror this morning, but I don't listen, and the rounding is zero.

He unbuttoned his jacket, revealing his strong back.

Oh my god, there are so many crossed scratches, it hurts to look at it.

I reached out to touch it, and raised my eyebrows: "You play so excitingly? You must have met a little wild cat."

If anyone dares to grab me in bed with me like this, I will definitely hang up and leave mercilessly.

Yan Shen glanced back at me, but said nothing.

My scalp was numb from the sweeping eyes, and I forgot to retract my hands, thinking a little bit of luck: "... I can't catch all of these, right?"

Yan Shen nodded: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

I:"……"

Me: "...you are so kind."

Pooh, if he's really nice, then don't mess with me.

69.

Yesterday he remembered to hang up his coat, so the coat was undamaged and still straight.

I thought about it before going out, and still sent a text message to Tu Chen, asking if he had arrived at his apartment.

What if he didn't know his way when he just came back, got lost or was cheated, what would happen?

Seeing the successful message sent, I was relieved.

It's okay, it's okay, the friend has not been deleted.

Yan Shen came by car. Seeing him open the passenger door, I went around naturally and took the initiative to get into the driver's seat.

I stretched out my hand to signal Yan Shen to give me the car keys, and turned my head, but I saw that the man was still standing next to the passenger door, showing no intention of getting into the car.

...What are you doing, blowing the air.

He leaned on the car door and bent over to look at me, there seemed to be some doubts in his eyes.

His doubts, I was also fooled.

I opened my mouth, could it be that he was pulling the car door for me just now?

Damn, I thought he was telling me to fuck off and become his driver.

70.

So, what should I do now?

Should I get out of the car and get into the co-pilot, or pretend I don't know and continue asking for the car keys?

Then I had an idea, raised my hand and patted my thigh.

"Sit up and take you to play something exciting."

The author has something to say:

Yan Shen: Wearing a boyfriend shirt and bringing her boyfriend here to send everyone safe wishes ヽ(′?｀)ノ

Gu Tianxing: ...don't beat me!