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"What's the urgency that you have to ask me to come?"

Zhong Xian's speech was slow, and his eyes were gloomy. Because he hadn't slept all night, his mouth was tight.

There weren't many people in Zhao Qi's bar. Every day, after working at the design house, after a friend's appointment, or after a beauty salon, she always goes to the bar for a while.

"I called you last night, why didn't you answer it?" Zhao Qi held a slender cup in his hand.

"Last night?" Zhong Xian rubbed his forehead, and he leaned like mud on the soft seat of the bar that had almost become his exclusive cubicle. "I'm waiting for ......"

"What are you waiting for? Can't even hear the phone? Still can't pick it up. Zhao Qi stirred the cocktail in the glass.

Wait......

Zhong Xian didn't say it—he was waiting for Deng Yi's reply.

A kiss at lunch yesterday made him feel more confident and uneasy. He then left a message on Deng Yi's WeChat - [I'll wait for you to figure it out.] ]

Deng Yi didn't reply for a long time. In the evening, he replied with a word. [Hmm.] ]

Zhong Xian was immediately so happy that he got a little carried away: [If you plan to think about it for a long time, why don't you try 419 first.] Hey. ]

Bell Schord has his own plans. He thought about it step by step. But I was so anxious that I wanted to see it that night.

Deng Yi finally sent him a message back in the middle of the night.

[You should understand that I'm not hypocritical - they're all men, why should I be hypocritical.] I really don't have any thoughts about you. I admit you're attractive. Also admit that I like you. But is it just that friendship is bad? I thought I could be in control and intimate without harm. Your willfulness is pervasive.

Which one has a better relationship between the long stream of water and the destruction after the explosion?

I'm not going to lose to myself. I should have told you clearly - I have no thoughts about you.

If you still don't believe me. That's because you're a contagious person, and you've taken your feelings onto me. If I say that, you still don't understand. I'll give you an example - you can make most people follow your feelings, for example, when you feel that you are friends with someone, that person will also feel that you are a friend, and you just have this ability to make the other person feel the same way, and you think that you like me extraordinarily, and I will be infected by you and follow your heartbeat. But, that's not me. I want to say, thank you for liking. But, I'll say it again – I don't really think so. Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice from my heart: you have not even figured out your true desires. You're just used to being headstrong. ]

Zhong Xian read this lengthy reply many times. Although he was confused, he finally understood that he couldn't do anything anymore, and Deng Yi was already tired of him.

He couldn't sleep all night.

Thinking about why he found life boring and lonely.

He wanted to light candles around the bed, and he wanted to use them to burn out the oxygen and let him die quietly. If that person had not appeared, life would have gone on numbly, just like an ant had to live its life, without any meaning. But if that person appears, it will be difficult to endure the years without him.

As if he would rather a moth to a fire and die in his gaze.

Zhong Xian admits that despite all the sails, it is the first time he has started a relationship. It started so late, this should be the age to bear everything, but he couldn't.

He even began to wonder what else he wanted. Complete those wishes that you want to do but don't do, and you can say goodbye to the long and boring life you will face. Growing up, he had many thoughts of suicide, and he used to just think about it, and he never thought he would really do that. Only this time, he was no longer sure.

He even imagined that maybe Deng Yi would see what he would look like after he died, and that it might be important to choose a quiet and beautiful way to die, such as lying in a refrigerator surrounded by candles and flowers, and waiting until Deng Yi found his last appearance. It's not disgusting to rot, and if he wants to, he can touch the last of his face. Even if he can get a tear from him in the end, so that he can see his heart clearly.

It's also strange to say, he never believed that Deng Yi didn't feel for him.

I don't know if it's really self-inflicted and thorough.

Or the grievances and indignation in my heart, wanting to give the last blow to the ruthless person. If he's going to be in pain, it's worth it. If he is indifferent...... There's no need to be nostalgic for this boring life.

This thought can be seen as a momentary dizziness.

But Zhong Xian still had a strong desire to die when he went to Zhao Qi's appointment the next night.

"Are you sick?" Zhao Qi placed a blue cocktail in front of Zhong Xian. "I've never seen you like this."

Zhong Xian's gaze turned from the goblet to Zhao Qi's face, only to find that today's Zhao Qi is very delicate and the makeup is extremely beautiful. False eyelashes naturally make the eyes appear large and the cheeks are delicate and thin. "You asked me to come today, what's the matter?" He remembered that he hadn't gotten an answer yet.

"Why should there be anything? I've got a new bartender for you to taste, don't you like wine?"

Zhong Xian lowered his head, raised his head again, and asked Zhao Qi bluntly, "What do you like about me?"

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment.

"You called me 20 more times last night."

"You don't answer, I'm worried about whether you're okay."

"Am I okay, so what? Do you care so much about Deng Yi?"

"I thought I made it clear to you."

"You eldest lady, Deng Yi and you are the right match. Deng Yi is a thousand times better than me, he is a veritable rich young master, even if he is cold to you, don't you still have any brother with him...... Fourth brother, right, I obviously saw you kissing him. There are so many rich and handsome people around you, which onion am I? Or have you eaten enough abalone and lobster and used me as a game seasoning?"

"Zhongxian, you've gone too far!"

"You have said that you are worthy of being your friend only if you tell the truth. Can't you accept what I say now? Why whitewash? Who of us hasn't had a little dirty business? Do you want me to perform noble to you now?"

Zhao Qi quickly stirred the wine in the cup and took a sip: "From the first time I met you, I knew that you were a clown jumping off the beam. You don't deserve it. How can you match? You're so bad. ”

"Good scolding. That's who I am. ”

"But you...... Not obscene enough. It didn't make me die. Although you are pretending to be in love, you don't really want to play and hurt me...... You are a clown who climbs up by any means necessary...... How can it be worth my ......" Zhao Qi was a little excited, speechless for a while, and a bead of fog was stained on her eyelashes, "But, with you, and in the three months when we didn't even kiss, I felt that I was alive and full of strange energy...... Your badness fascinates me, you bastard can only be smug, how can you understand......" Zhao Qi stood up and rushed out of the cubicle,

These incoherent words also said what Zhong Xian was feeling at the moment, and he was heartbroken, so he picked up Zhao Qi's remaining half of the wine and drank it.

Zhao Qi soon returned, and seemed to have regained his composure. Holding two rainbow glasses of wine in his hand. "Try this new brew." She said casually. It's as if nothing happened just now.

"Marry me." Zhong Xian said with his head down.

As if he hadn't heard, Zhao Qi pushed the wine glass in the direction of Zhong Xian, and picked up his own cup to drink.

"Leave Deng Yi and marry me."

"Impossible! You bastard! ”

"Aren't you happy?"

"I know you too well."

"I can't give you happiness. But you can have me from now on. If you really feel the same way as me, there is only one person who can ......"

"I don't have to be you." Zhao Qi laughed a few times, "Do you think I lack men?" Unless you can love me. ”

"We're all hurt, can't we warm each other? And you, get the person you want. ”

"What the hell do you want to do, Bellstring. Do you want to make a joke about my liking of you?"

Seeing that Zhao Qi was really angry. The bell strings were silent. Start drinking glass after drink.

"I ...... I can't live anymore. After a few moments, the bell string covered his face. Trying to find someone to pull me back from the Grim Reaper. ”

He felt Zhao Qi sit beside him, huddled with him on the soft seat that was not spacious. "What the hell is wrong with you? String. ”

“…… I babble gibberish. Zhong Xian took a hand and touched the wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass. They didn't talk much after that, and drank a lot of wine, and Zhong Xian soon got drunk, and when he was dazed, he felt Zhao Qi rubbing his hair, and later began to kiss him again.

He knew that Zhao Qi drank no less than him. They're probably all crazy.

Zhong Xian closed his eyes and let Zhao Qi rub it.

"String, you're most charming when you're sad, but you shouldn't be so sad. I won't let you ......" He heard Zhao Qi bite his ear with emotion. Suddenly, he felt his fingers being grabbed, and when he looked down, Zhao Qi took off an emerald ring on the middle finger of his left hand and put it on Zhong Xian's ring finger. "This is evidence."

Zhong Xian looked at their fingers in confusion: "You ......"

"Give us another chance, three months, if we can always be so honest with each other, like friends, I would like us to start again."

"I'm sorry...... I...... Can't ......"

"Don't rush to deny it yet. I will decide to ...... it in three months" Zhao Qi said and began to kiss Zhong Xian's lips frantically, Zhong Xian's eyes were closed, and his mind began to spin - he really wanted to go back to the chair in front of the lunch table that day, sitting in Deng Yi's trembling arms, they kissed jerkyly, clumsily and nervously, and let them kiss and stop kissing several times, and the heartbeat was always earth-shattering.

But Zhao Qi's kiss was too skillful for him to imagine being another person.

120

On the third day after wearing Zhao Qi's promise ring, Zhong Xian and Mr. Gao took the high-speed train to Hangzhou. He was surprised to find that Deng Yi's second brother, the person he had seen in the concert hall last time and whose searchlight-like gaze made him shy—was sitting opposite him and Mr. Gao. When Mr. Gao held Zhong Xian's hand several times, Zhong Xian was afraid of being seen by Deng Yi's second brother. But the guy was clearly aware of it, and he spent almost half of the time staring up and down the bell strings.