Chapter 40

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  The  intoxicated and beautiful face is stubborn and stubborn, and he is very firm: "If I was by his side at that time, I could bear it."

    He Zhi The book's fingers trembled. Maybe, but who can know. He Zhishu only knew that Jiang Wenxu didn't have any social entertainment at that time, there were not so many friends who looked at him who could help him, and did not have a lover who was willing to accompany him to endure hardships.

    So He Zhishu smiled and brought some cold sharpness: "Do you like him? Why do you like it?"

    "I love him very much," Indulgent and confident: "There is no reason to love someone. Of course, I think he is good everywhere. "

    It's good to be young. Saying naive without knowing it will appear simple and beautiful.

    He Zhishu felt a little bit colder on his body and touched his forehead, as if it was warmer than before. He felt a bit laborious to speak: "It's no wonder that you like him. That kind of man...has a good appearance, and when he likes you, he is gentle in every way, will hurt people, and sweet words will come in handy..."

    He Zhishu began to feel cold on his body. It seeps into my heart, like the barrier that has always been shielding the wind and rain has been torn into a gap, and the cold wind pours in: "Yes...If Jiang Wenxu wants to like someone, he will not bear the slightest grievance to that person. He will give it to you. Painting, picking flowers for you, fighting for you, even in bed, I can't bear to watch you cry..." Until later, He Zhishu didn't know what he was talking about, his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't distinguish himself in a trance. Emotions.

    I can't tell whether it is sadness, unwillingness, or self-deception and wanting to indulge in the illusion that he has never come out again.

    The door of the guest room was not closed tightly, and the cat was already dissatisfied with the hunger. The door was actually pushed a crack after being pulled by their little paws.

    When I saw the cats, his drunken face instantly turned white to the level of He Zhishu.

    He Zhishu slowed down a bit, he asked: "Are you afraid of cats?"

    "He... isn't he the one who hates animals the most?"

    He Zhishu helplessly pushed the kitten away from his trousers, and whispered softly: "That man has a soft temper or not hard. If he doesn't want to, you don't need to reason with him, polish him, and act softly and act like a baby. He has nothing to do, except for a few days of cold face.

    He Zhishu's tone is very gentle, and he doesn't seem to realize that he is teaching another person how to make the person he likes helpless, how to be compassionate.

    But the intoxicated expression became even more decayed. In fact, when He Zhishu began to talk about how the man would be good to the person he really liked, he knew it. No amount of self-deception can change that fact-Jiang Wenxu is true to himself There is no extra friendship.

    He thought that men's indifference was natural, Jiang Wenxu just didn't know how to love others, and that all of that man's unfaithfulness was an unintentional fault.

    But it turned out not to be. Jiang Wenxu would not accompany him to do everything a couple would do, and he never coaxed him to talk with sweet words, let alone painting and defloration. He was also thinking, when Jiang Wenxu hurts someone, will he really even reluctant to cry in bed? He only knew that he was often injured when he first talked to Jiang Wenxu. The man also had a hostile attitude on the bed, and he acted ruthlessly and was not gentle at all. When I was intoxicated, I often cried. The kind of crying that hurts so badly. I cry while begging. Jiang Wenxu never cares. He only thinks of being intoxicated and crying. Sometimes he just said lazily: "You really can't do it." I'll change someone." When

    his dog was forced to deal with it, he begged Jiang Wenxu intoxicated for a week. He was soft-tempered and acted like a baby, and he was even willing to play with those sm that Jiang Wenxu's techniques were not professional. As a result, half of his life was lost in the intoxication, and the dog was given away.


    Get up from the sofa intoxicated, he thought, why bother? Don’t you come here for your own humiliation? A fragile porcelain-like man in Jiang Wenxu's house is reluctant to beat and vent, is he still worthy of so much affection?

    But indulged and reconciled. Is there anything he can't compare to this person in front of him, just relying on the suffering he has suffered with Jiang Wenxu? It's not that he can't do it, but it's a short time.

    Drunk laughed, beautiful and clean like a garden of jasmine: "You quarreled last night?"

    "Really, every time you get angry, you run to me. The child can't change his temper." Drunk complained helplessly: "Always persuade him. Don't always make yourself angry, he said that he couldn't let go of his old relationship. Everyone is a man. Of course I understand him. I just treat you and him as a family relationship."

    Intoxicated and slowly put on his coat and laughed:" However, Jiang Wenxu is really determined to make a break with the previous one. He wears the ring for ten years and says to throw it away. Although it is not a valuable thing, it is also someone else's heart? I am still soft-hearted to help you stay. I brought you this time?"


    He Zhishu's painful half-sent could not be said, and his palms were cold. His fingers, his lips, and even his whole body were shaking. He Zhishu endured the distress, wishing the whole heart would burst out of pain, pointed to the door, gritted his teeth and said: "Get out!"

    Intoxicated, raised his eyebrows, really not entangled.

    The moment the door closed, He Zhishu fell to his knees with a bang. He pressed the back of his hand against his lips, but large patches of blood still seeped from between his fingers.

    It turns out that this is the feeling of being unhappy.

    It's better to die clean. One hundred.

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