On how to break up peacefully with 419 subjects

81.

I kind of don't understand the current situation.

My mother was holding Yan Shen's hand, chattering about something, and occasionally glanced at me.

And I was sitting in the rest area, being pressed by my dad on the shoulders, and started to discuss life unilaterally.

My dad is especially good at speaking, he is not the kind who can talk loudly, he is the kind who tirelessly pours chicken soup for the soul, making you dizzy and can only shut up.

He didn't know what weird mission he had received from my mother, and he was a bombshell when he opened his mouth: "It's not easy to meet someone who suits you in your life."

I nodded expressionlessly, thinking that I would have agreed with him and finished speaking earlier.

My dad eloquently said: "Don't think you are still young. Love doesn't wait for your age. Don't wait for people to leave. You can't catch up even if you take a train."

I still nodded in agreement.

My dad showed the courage of his speech, and suddenly reached out and poked my forehead: "Your mother said, you have a friend this time, so be serious, don't go out and do anything. Look, how many things are there?" What a child, your mother and your father and I have decided on this matter, and I will bring people home for dinner during the Chinese New Year."

I finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Dad, things are really not what you two think."

82.

My dad and I stared at each other.

After a long time, my dad spoke first: "Did you quarrel? Or is it bad for others?"

I didn't pause: "We didn't quarrel, the other person is really bad."

How can you be considered a good guy if you have a boyfriend who still comes out to hook up?

My dad raised his hand and pressed my shoulder, saying earnestly: "Don't be angry, my mother and I were also angry like this back then, don't we still have to take the initiative to bow our heads in the end?"

I:……

My dad: "There is no perfect person, and there is no [-]% happiness. Since you can't have so much, why do you have to demand so much?"

Me: "What—"

My dad let out a long sigh: "Well, dad asks you a question, that person is called Xiaoyan."

I nodded confusedly.

My dad asked, "Are you happy when you are with him?"

I thought about it, and there seemed to be nothing to be unhappy about.

Except that his poor technique made my ass hurt all day, but I can't say that.

So I frowned: "That's it."

My dad beat his chest and said, "Do you know why your mother and I can live younger and younger? Because your mother and I can make each other happy every day. You can be yourself happily because you feel loved. It’s the appearance of you meeting the best love. Only when someone loves you and you have something to do can you have expectations. But, Tian Xing, you can’t just take from Xiaoyan and not give. Although Ren Xiaoyan looks very good, but you Don’t feel inferior, you are the only child of your mother, your father, and me. The more inferior a person is, the easier it is to lose hope. You have to look forward to tomorrow, to the sunshine, so that you can grow up happily!”

Me: "Oh, are you thirsty?"

My dad tapped his lips: "A little bit."

83.

I don't know what my mother and Yan Shen talked about, but when the two Buddhas were sent away, my mother took out all the red envelopes.

Yan smiled deeply and waved his hands: "Auntie, there's no need."

My mother slapped him gently on the hand with coquettish anger: "This red envelope has been stuffed in my bag for more than a year, and it's just for this time to send it out. If you don't accept it, it means you don't like my Tianxing."

Who knows that Yan Shen didn't refuse when he heard it.

I looked at the corner of the red envelope in his pocket speechlessly, always feeling as if I sold my ass and paid for it.

The noon sun was shining directly, and Yan Shen and I walked out of the hall in silence, still thinking about what to say, when a trolley with lunch boxes was greeted in front of us.

I followed the sound and looked up, and the person pushing the cart was the young person in charge who stopped people from taking pictures——Jing Boming.

He obviously saw Yan Shen and me, and nodded again with a smile.

When he smiled, a sense of familiarity rose again in my heart.

I wondered, where on earth had I seen such a face?

84.

Walking to the parking place, the row of illegal cars was all ticketed.

I clicked my tongue and tore off the piece of paper that was stuck on the window, thinking: Yes, the money my mother gave you should be considered as the fine.

Yan Shen put away the ticket, turned on the co-pilot and let me go up: "What do you want for lunch?"

I retracted my legs, looked at him and asked back, "What do you think I want to eat?"

Yan Shen fastened his seat belt, ignoring my provocation: "Well...do you want to eat Cantonese food?"

I casually said: "Okay, then go eat Cantonese cuisine."

Holding the steering wheel, he turned his head and looked at me with a smile: "I'm asking you."

I looked back and said angrily, "You are really long-winded. Since your first guess is Cantonese cuisine, it means that you want to eat Cantonese cuisine, so let's eat it."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes became blurred.

I watched helplessly as he undid the seat belt he had just fastened with his backhand, stretched out his head, cupped my face and kissed it.

I gave him a full kiss, and before I could close my teeth, I could only push his chest.

I don't know what kind of explosives Yan Shen ate, but the tip of my tongue hurts from biting it.

After an unknown amount of time, he let go and let me slump on the seat to get some fresh air.

Before I could scold him for being crazy, he took my left hand again without warning, and kissed again on the fingertips.

I trembled and held back the swear words, I could only mutter: "Are you good at kissing or not, my lips are going to fall off."

Yan Shen reached out and wiped my lips lightly: "Will you teach me?"

I lean on.

Come with me about the subwoofer, huh?You are a bit foul.

85.

While hiding, I rubbed my numb ears: "I don't know how, I can't teach you."

Yan Shen didn't say anything else, and walked back with a smile, apparently in a good mood.

I was relieved, but fortunately he didn't say anything like "then we make progress together".

The car navigation started to work, and the mechanical female voice resounded in the car, driving away my momentary embarrassment.

I simply closed my eyes for a nap, threw his words out of my mind, and leaned back in my chair to think about another matter.

Since I think Jing Boming looks familiar, maybe I saw him in a bar or somewhere.

When I think that Yan Shen is also an insider, if I can't remember, this guy may have a little impression.

So I turned my head and looked at the driver who was driving.

Yan Shen didn't turn his head, he noticed my gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

I said, "The young man in charge of the exhibition you met just now, does it look familiar to you?"

Yan Shen didn't speak for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

I thought he had no idea, so I planned to turn my head away.

Before I could regain my focus, Yan Shen suddenly spoke.

"A little bit, like you a few years ago."

86.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized.

Thinking about it carefully, that young man is indeed somewhat similar to me when I was in college, but the facial features are softer.

But when he said this, I felt something was wrong again: "Boss Yan, co-author, have you seen me a few years ago?"

Yan Shen glanced at me in the rearview mirror, and stopped talking.

I didn't think about it, I thought about it for a while, and I couldn't believe it: "So my mother and my father gave birth to another son behind my back?"

Yan Shen seemed to be sighing at my IQ: "It's just that they look alike at first glance, but they're completely different when you look closely. They can't be your brother."

I let out a long sigh: "You really like that type, you can read it carefully in a short time."

I really feel sorry for your boyfriend, it's hard for him to wear green hats one after another.

Upon reaching the destination, Yan Shen closed the door and got off the car.

He leaned on the car door to look at me and asked, "Are you jealous?"

I paused on my feet, and then chuckled: "What do I have to eat?"

87.

Jealous?

This word is too far away from me.

In the third year of high school, it was the second year that Tu Chen and I were in different classes.

Although we still meet for a late-night snack after school, the time we meet has been reduced by [-]%.

As a result, I also learned less and less about what happened to him at school.

Tu Chen's puppy love.

I didn't know about it at all, and I didn't even hear it from others until he changed his third girlfriend.

He stays with me after school every day, and invites me to his house on weekends as usual, chatting about games or exam questions, I have never heard a girl's name pop out of his mouth.

So one night under the street lights, I directly asked him if he had a girlfriend.

He looked at me and admitted it straight away, saying that the girl was looking for him.

I asked him, "Do you like him?"

He faltered: "I don't...don't know, maybe."

88.

What was my mood at that time?

It seems that there are no big ups and downs.

I only blackmailed him for a week of oden cooking, even if I turned this matter over.

Later, he changed partners like changing clothes, and the university was even worse, becoming a social weed.

In fact, let's talk about scum, maybe he is as much a scum as I am.

It's just that I don't establish a relationship with people, and he will accept almost any girl's confession.

Every time he showed me a picture of his new girlfriend, I would insult him a few words, saying that he was going to break the hearts of all the girls.

— jealous.

Baidu Encyclopedia explains: Metaphor produces jealousy.

Do you mean the feeling that the apex of the heart is hurting and it is difficult to breathe?

This kind of thing... I really have no experience.

89.

I have been to this Cantonese restaurant twice, and both times it was overcrowded.

I looked at the rows of cars parked downstairs, and thought to myself, let's forget it and eat at another place.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shen pushed open the door with familiarity, and greeted the boss standing in the cash register.

I watched dumbfounded as the two bumped into each other.

The boss with a swollen belly trembled all over his body, and then he gave me a look with a smile.

"Hello, hello." He stretched out his hand to me: "This guy has said you several times, and finally brought someone over for dinner."

I held it up in a daze, with question marks all over my face.

The boss personally took the two of us into the private room: "You can eat whatever you want today, and I will treat you."

I said politely, "That's so embarrassing."

The boss waved his hand: "Yan Shen and I are college classmates. I am happy that he can bring you here today! I must invite you for this meal!"

I was stunned for three times, so I had no choice but to say dryly: "Then... thank you in advance?"

As soon as the door was closed, I put down the menu and looked at Yan Shen with a frown: "What did he mean by what he just said?"

What do you mean you told me several times?

When I thought about my romantic deeds in the circle, I felt a little ashamed for the first time.

Seeing that Yan Shen didn't speak, I clicked impatiently: "Boss Yan, I also made it clear today. When you leave the bar, everyone is making a living. You don't need to talk about my life with your friends." How, let others chew my tongue. We can get along well in private, but you must distinguish between public and private."

Yan Shen frowned, with some doubts in his eyes.

He didn't seem to understand the meaning of my words, and I also thought that he was my party A, so I couldn't say anything more extreme.

Seeing his silent appearance, I was suddenly a little annoyed.

I poured myself a glass of water, but unfortunately the water was boiling hot, and the glass was covered with white gas.

90.

After a long silence, he broke the silence: "Are you upset?"

I became more irritable, and his tone made me feel uncomfortable.

It's like a child who has made a mistake, but doesn't know what's wrong with him, and feels a little wronged.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, he explained again: "I just want to introduce you to my friends..."

I interrupted him: "Why should I know your friend?"

His eyes wandered away from looking at me.

He is guilty.

I was thinking that if I don't eat this meal, I won't do this job, so I just leave and leave.

Damn it, it's a great weekend, why am I making fun of myself like this.

As a result, the tips of his ears turned red suddenly, and those deep eyes looked over again: "Because I like you very much, I want to show you to all my friends."

I:……

Me: "Huh?"

The author has something to say:

Yan Shen: Boyfriend is jealous, cute.

Gu Tianxing: Put NMD bullshit!Eating from the bowl and looking at the dead scumbag in the pot!