obviously, the strength of the struggle in his arms was not intense, as long as jian qing hugged hard and did not let go, cheng wen could not go, but in the end he let go.
when a person wants to leave, it is impossible to stop.
jian qing understands this truth better than anyone.
cheng wen said, the previous things, a qing forgot, i also forgot.
jian qing looked at his back that gradually disappeared into the manor, and wanted to tell him that he couldn't forget, you have carved such deep marks in my life, melted into flesh and blood, how can you forget.
it's going to hurt.
but he choked up and couldn't speak.
jian qing had never cried like this, when cheng wen ran away from home, no, when cheng wen wanted to break up with him, no, when cheng wen lost his memory and left, there was no, because he knew that as long as he worked hard, he could save it, and there was still a chance.
but now.
jian qing thought he saw hope, but he didn't expect to see the mirage when he had been trapped in the desert for too long and was so thirsty that he almost died.
it's just an illusion.
zhang fu'er was preparing dinner in the kitchen, when he heard the movement of opening the door, he was still wearing an apron and went out to see, startled by jian qing's pale appearance, and hurried to the front.
"son, what's wrong with you?"
jian qing shook his head, did not look at her, and walked upstairs silently.
"...... son? zhang fu'er looked at his tall back and tentatively called out again. <
jian qing actually didn't think too much at this time, but he felt very tired, so tired that he didn't even have the strength to say a word.
in the past few days in prison, i have hardly slept a good night' sleep, and as soon as i close my eyes, i dreamed that cheng wen was worried about his safety with red eyes, but it turned out that this was not the case, everything was just his own sentimentality.
there were several bottles of strong foreign wine on the wine cabinet in the room, and jian qing casually took out a bottle, poured the wine into the glass, and sat down crookedly at the small table on the carpet in the room, and put it to his lips to taste it carefully.
he actually didn't like to drink too much, especially such a domineering foreign wine, the smell of wine rushed people's minds, making people become unconscious.
but he likes this kind of unconsciousness, drunk, will not be sad.
look up and drink the wine out of the glass and pour it again.
after repeating this many times, the wine in the bottle was soon left in half, but the expected sense of ease did not come as expected, he seemed to be more painful, and alcohol magnified people's desires a hundredfold, and so did the thoughts.
so i drank even more fiercely, drank a bottle of wine, and got up shakily to the wine cabinet and brought two new bottles out.
zhang yi'er entered the house and saw such a scene.
several empty wine bottles were lying on the ground in a mess, jian qing sat on the carpet, his entire upper body was lying on the sofa behind him, his cheeks were full of drunken redness, his eyes were closed, but from time to time he looked up and poured wine into his mouth, drinking very urgently, and some liquor flowed from the corner of his mouth and soaked through the placket.
no one even noticed when anyone came.
the wine in the room was smoky, and zhang yi'er felt dizzy just by smelling it, and she frowned and grabbed the wine bottle in jian qing's hand. <
"how much have you drunk?"
"what the hell is going on?!"
jian qing only reacted a little at this time, opened his eyes slowly, and it took half a day to see who the person in front of him was, and he was about to take back half of the remaining foreign wine, and begged with his tongue.
"to... give it to me..."
zhang fu'er suddenly became angry from his heart, raised his hand and waved it, "you see what you look like now!" the palm landed on the side of jian qing's face, making a crisp sound, and he was beaten over the head.
in fact, it didn't hurt, maybe because the alcohol paralyzed the nerves, jian qing didn't feel the pain at all, he was just a little blind, and he could faintly feel zhang qi'er getting angry.
his mother had spoiled him since he was a child and had never beaten him with her hands.
jian qing was a little confused, and he shrunk himself up and buried his face in his arms on the sofa.
after moving his hand, zhang er regretted it, and the room fell into a long silence.
she was really too angry, so decadent, so disregarding her body, if time could be turned back, she would rather her son did not meet the process wen at the beginning.
even if she likes others, she can't bear to feel sorry for her son.
jian qing's body suddenly trembled slightly, and a suppressed cry came from between his arms.
why does it still hurt so much. <
it turns out that the wound on the heart cannot be paralyzed by alcohol.
zhang er was anxious, and his slender hands climbed onto jian qing's back, "son..."
"mom... mom is wrong, mom shouldn't have hit you.
"don't you cry... what's the matter, you talk to your mother, and your mother will find a way with you..."
"did you quarrel with xiao wen?"
jian qing covered his face with his hands, crying more and more out of control, zhang fu'er knew that he was sad, no longer asked questions, just quietly accompanied him on the side.
when jian qing was tired of crying, he stood up straight, looked at zhang qi'er with his eyes out of focus, and murmured in a low voice.
"...... he didn't want me anymore. i was
really tired, and i staggered to the inner room, and my body touched the bed and i slept.
alcohol is not useless.
at least it would put him to sleep.
but when i woke up in the morning, everything was the same, and nothing had changed.
the discomfort in the stomach made jian qing rush to the bathroom to vomit more than once, he didn't eat last night, and all he spat out was sticky stomach acid.
the person in the mirror had a miserable face, his eyes were red and swollen, his hair was messy, he had completely lost the look of the spirit of the past, and it looked very ugly, which made jian qing feel strange to himself.
he bent down to take a handful of cold water, threw it on his face, and immediately became much more awake. <
dai shengding ended his business trip and came back early this morning, and the first thing he did when he came back was to find cheng wen.
the wedding date is only half a month left, very tight, and many things must be arranged as soon as possible, such as the plan for the wedding site layout to be finalized as soon as possible, as well as choosing dishes and taking wedding photos.
compared with cheng wen, who foolishly agreed to dai shengding's marriage proposal at that time, cheng wen now understands what it is to like and what it is to want to live a lifetime with the person he likes.
if he could, he wanted to refuse the wedding, but in cheng wei's conditions, marrying dai shengding was one of them.
cheng wen could not resist.
cheng wei told him that after a hundred years, he would hand over the company to dai shengding to manage, and then cheng wen would still be a young master who did not worry about food, clothing, and drink, and would have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.
cheng wen thought to himself, he didn't want to be a little young master, if he could be with ah qing, he was willing to suffer hardships, he had hands and feet, he could go out to earn money to support his family, as long as he could be with the people he liked.
cheng wen said these words, cheng wei rebuked him for making a fool of himself, saying that jian qing is good to you now, but he doesn't know when he will reveal his true face, jiangshan is easy to change his nature, and he is a bastard who is not worth trusting.
cheng wen didn't understand what kind of bastard was not an asshole, he only knew that ah qing was good to him.
although big brother dai was also good to him, he only wanted the good of one person. <
cheng wen thought that after last night, jian qing would not come again, but he did not expect that when he went out with dai shengding at noon, he saw the man coming up from behind the stone pillar of the wall and calling him nervously.
"xiao wen..."
jian qing waited outside for a long time, waiting since the morning, and deliberately cleaned himself up before coming, his beard was shaved very clean, and his hair was as neat as before, but it was still difficult to hide the haggardness on his face.
cheng wen's heart ached, and he almost cried out, he endured it, only the corners of his eyes were slightly red, "you, how did you come again..."
"didn't i say i didn't want to see you..."
"i..." jian qing tied his hands and feet in front of him, his eyes were scarlet and he couldn't speak, in fact, he didn't know what he could do after he came, he only knew that he couldn't give up, and he wasn't dead hearted.
"...... i miss you. it took half a moment to hold out that sentence.
i only saw it last night, and it seems to be fake to say this.
cheng wen did not feel it.
people who love each other are eager to stick together every second, and it is really longer to disappear overnight.
why didn't he always think about him, think when he ate, think when he slept, and even dreamed that jian qing cried and begged him not to leave, and then woke up crying.
they really met, but they could only hurt each other deeper.
"mr. jane, please recognize your identity, i am cheng wen's fiancé, and it is not appropriate for you to say such things in front of me, right?" ddai shengdingpi smiled and wrapped cheng wen's shoulders without smiling.
the picture in front of him stung jian qing's eyes, he wanted to snatch cheng wen back from the other party's arms, this was his little fool, how could he go with others, but before he could act, he listened to cheng wen.
"yes... this, this is not suitable.
"you go fast..."
"we're going to... i'm going to take wedding photos.
jane cleared her throat and rolled hard, "wedding photo..."
"so fast."
cheng wen nodded, looked down at him, and his voice was a little hoarse, "yeah, there are still half a month... just get married, you have to hold on tight.
jian qing's eyes blurred, he shook his hand and took out his mobile phone from his trouser belt, lit the screen for cheng wen to see, "this is our wedding photo, you... you've filmed it. don't
go.
cheng wen bit his lower lip, and the inside of his nose soured, "this, this doesn't count."
"i like big brother dai, and only those who shoot with big brother dai count."
"and yours... doesn't count.
dai shengding did not want the two to be entangled for too long, and he put his arms around cheng wen and left, jian qing hurriedly grabbed cheng wen's wrist, and tears flowed down, "xiao wen..."
cheng wen did not look back, afraid of turning back, he could not bear it, pulled his hand back with force, and followed dai shengding to the car.
jian qing lost his strength, did not catch up with him again, and stayed where he was, muttering in a daze, "the count... how it doesn't count. "you obviously said you liked me..."
it wasn't liking, it was love.
and now, even that little bit of liking him has been lost.
the black bmw slowly drove away, and when it turned around the corner, cheng wen finally couldn't help but look back, but he couldn't see anything anymore.
he was already in tears, sobbing and grabbing dai shengding's arm.
"big brother dai... i, i don't want to marry you. "the person i like is ah qing..."
dai shengding sighed and patted him on the back.
"xiao wen, i will be good to you."
there are some problems in the father's business capital chain, and the loopholes to be filled are too big, and he must marry the cheng family to really get help.
although the mother's family was aristocratic, she broke off contact with the family as early as when her mother was desperate to marry her poor father.
he had no choice.