see you late summer

Chapter 18 Going Mad

After leaving Huiting that day, Yan Zhiyang was depressed for a long time.

And he did the stupidest thing in his life - he asked his assistant to go to Huiting to buy a bungalow, which was next to Xia Chenyan and Chi Lin's.After Shen Xunfeng found out, he rushed to the office and yelled.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, are you okay? Are you a fucking peeping tom or looking for abuse?"

"I know it's perverted, but I can't help it." Lighted a cigarette for myself: "I just want to see him every day."

Shen Yufeng was so angry: "Look, what the hell are you doing, what the hell are you doing when people are by your side? You're dancing, drinking and having a party. You look like this, really, it's disgusting to look at." .”

The person on the sofa didn't speak, the smoke was lingering, and his face couldn't be seen clearly except for the decadence that permeated the air.

"Yangzi, tell me," Shen Yufeng pinched his cigarette butt: "Are you still thinking about getting back together?"

Silent relative, nodded slightly.

"Chi Lin is not a good friend. He is a leopard, and he won't let go after being bitten to death. And I think he was distracted by what he did to Xia Chenyan."

"I'm distracted too."

Shen Xunfeng was about to die of rage: "What a fart you are, you have a fucking kidney!"

"I have been with Xia Chenyan for three years." Yan Zhiyang's eyes were broken and there was no substance: "How can you say he walked out so quickly and left me alone?"

"Otherwise?" Shen Yufeng sneered at him: "Still expecting someone to stay in the cold kiln for 18 years, waiting for you to change your mind after playing enough? Stop and wait for you, relying on unswerving love to forgive your mistakes and broken things thing?"

"I think you are seriously ill, Mr. Yan, why? Why would he be here the moment you turn around?"

The despair on his friend's face was too heavy, Shen Yufeng couldn't bear to scold him anymore, and sat down in front of him with a sigh: "I said earlier, Xia Chenyan is very good, but you didn't listen, and insisted on wrapping up with your friends;"

"While you were in love with him, you cheated others to flirt with you, and you lied to him so many times. The last time I didn't ask you for help last time, you fucked into someone else's bed."

"Have you ever thought about how he can persist for three years, how can he walk away quietly?"

"It's not that I can't make excuses for you when it's time to retreat, and I can't even deceive myself and others;"

"How dare you tell him again, let's start over again?"

"Mr. Yan, in the final analysis, you rely on him to love you. Now that he doesn't love you, what else can you rely on?"

"Xia Chenyan is not the one who can accompany you successfully in chasing your wife in the crematorium, and Chi Lin will not be the cannon fodder when the two of you break up. In this story, you are the one who should leave the scene."

"Yangzi, you did this yourself."

The wind and rain were bleak outside the window, and a man's most heart-wrenching cry was being heard inside the house.

Chi Lin has always known that although Yan Zhiyang is a flirtatious and unfeeling person, but if he really broke up with Yanyan, he will definitely chase after him and stalk him.

So when the assistant carefully told himself that Yan Zhiyang bought a house next to his house, Mr. Chi didn't even move his eyes.

So when he saw this person in the supermarket in his own neighborhood, he was not too surprised.But so what, people who look at jokes with cold eyes and don't cherish others are not qualified to say regrets.

"Mr. Yan, what a coincidence." Chi Lin held his family Yanyan with one hand, and passed the other forward.

"Unfortunately, I just moved here, and Mr. Chi is our neighbor."

Holding hands together, there is a contest between men.

Yan Zhiyang's hands were in pain, but his eyes lingered greedily on Xia Chenyan's body. His attire was different from normal fashion, with a sweater and overalls, his whole person became wanton and trendy.

Such a good man is not his anymore.

Stepping forward, "Xiao Yan..."

An arm firmly blocked his footsteps: "Mr. Yan is self-respecting, this is my lover."

"It's just a greeting, Mr. Chi doesn't need to be so guarded against me, right?" Yan Zhiyang withdrew his hand: "Or is Mr. Chi not confident enough in himself?"

"Of course not." President Chi Da said like a hunting dog protecting food, "I just don't want to be disturbed by annoying people."

"Mr. Yan, if there is nothing else, we'll go back first. It's already six o'clock. If you have to go back and cook for Yanyan, it's up to you."

Pushing the shopping cart, passing by Yan Zhiyang, Xia Chenyan never said a word or glanced at him from beginning to end.

Like a homeless beast, the devastated man stumbled and followed the two of them.

Chi Lin frowned, and wanted to get rid of this troublesome tail, but Xia Chenyan held him back: "Don't pay attention to him, I'll leave when I've seen enough and give up my mind."

The two simply turned a blind eye to each other, and walked to the supermarket with peace of mind.

Mr. Chi is very good at picking peaches and strawberries, probably because Xia Chenyan likes them very much.

"Yanyan, do you want to eat mangosteen?"

"Don't eat," Xia Chenyan put the fruit he weighed into the shopping cart: "It's too difficult to peel."

"With me, you don't need to do it."

"Then buy a few."

In the fresh food area, Chi Lin was picking up the chicken wings: "Can I make you Coca-Cola chicken wings tonight? Do you want to eat anything else?"

"I want to eat fried yellow beef."

Chi always responds to every request, nothing is more important than feeding his wife: "Okay, then I'll go buy another piece of beef."?

Yan Zhiyang never knew that it was such a happy thing for two people to go to the supermarket together.

He watched Chi Lin skillfully pick out Xia Chenyan's favorite dish from the dazzling array of dishes. At this time, he was not like a president who turned his hands on his hands and turned his hands on the clouds, but he was just a caring about what his lover liked to eat. ordinary man.Such a contented smile cannot be faked.

As for myself, in those three years, I have never enjoyed such an ordinary and warm time with him.Most of the time, he forgot that the hot and delicious meal on the table had to go through so many tedious steps.

What Shen Lufeng said is right, his regret is so disgusting in the face of true happiness.

Why didn't I give it to him when it should be given?

But now I want to give it, is it really not okay at all?

The two strolled to the snack area, took a few packs of Xia Chenyan's favorite wafers, chocolates and jellies, and brought a carton of milk.

"Wait," Xia Chenyan held him back, "There's no honey at home, so I'll buy some to make you hangover soup."

The man kissed him: "Yanyan, you are so kind."

Going to the cashier to check out, Mr. Chi took a few bottles of lubricant and threw them into the car: "There are no more at home."

Xia Chenyan was putting something on the cash register, and he responded casually: "As you like, take it."

The man blew into his ear: "Then don't use the condom, okay?"

"If you don't take it, don't take it." The ears of the people around him turned red, and they gave him a reproachful look: "It looks like you used it."

This is probably the case, Yan Zhiyang saw something in Chi Lin's hand.There was an extremely sour apricot in his heart, and he couldn't get up or down, which made him ache.

Of course he knew that the two men were full-blooded and wouldn't just talk about Plato, but Chi Lin didn't take a condom, did Xia Chenyan allow him to be so intimate?

In those three years, they always took protective measures. One was that Xia Chenyan had a cleanliness habit, and the other was that after Yan Zhiyang gradually became famous, Xia Chenyan didn't say anything, but there was always conflict in his heart. He thought he was dirty, and never Ken let him cum inside.

It shouldn't be like this,

Yan Zhiyang clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from losing his composure. He was so jealous that he wanted to rush up and beat Chi Lin hard, but it was clearly himself who he wanted to beat more.

Anyone can, anyway, it will no longer be me.

The two went home hand in hand after visiting the supermarket affectionately, not even noticing when the annoying tail disappeared behind them.

Yan Zhiyang didn't go back to the villa, but went to the house where he lived with Xia Chenyan for three years.

The room is full of loneliness, and the land is desolate.

He didn't know how he opened the door and went in. Just after entering the door, the last bit of struggling finally broke down, and he fell to the ground.

The exquisite marble tiles reflect his loneliness, and the layer of misty gray is clearly his heart.

How ridiculous, the warmth and stability that people never deliberately seek when they are here, but they are crazily missed after the tea cools down.

But it obviously shouldn’t be like this, Yan Zhiyang’s headache is splitting, the crystal glass table is obviously hot food instead of obscure shadows; there should be steaming fruit tea on the coffee table, it shouldn’t be Dried, moldy residue in a glass; the living lover in the bedroom, not his hangover alone.

I know I'm wrong, can't I?

Recalling the intimacy I saw just now, I almost drowned in boundless pain and jealousy.

Xiaoyan, I know I was wrong.

I will never squander your sincerity at will again, nor will I be unscrupulous and ignorant.

Come back, I will change, I will treat you very well, better than Chi Lin treats you.Will not repeat the same mistakes with you.

When Shen Yufeng found someone, he saw Mr. Yan lying on the cold ground, his face was flushed with heat, he was talking nonsense and calling Xia Chenyan's name.

Sigh, retribution unhappy.

He remembered that one night a year ago, Xia Chenyan had a high fever, and Yan Zhiyang was so drunk that he passed out outside. He didn't know which little boy was sleeping with his arms around him, and he didn't hear the phone calls. In the end, he sent Xia Chen The hospital I went to.

That night Xia Chenyan burned until his lips turned white, and Shen Xunfeng was afraid that he would develop pneumonia.After he woke up, the man with a pale face on the hospital bed kept thanking him, saying that he would suffer from a serious illness every summer and autumn, but unfortunately bumped into him today, and said that he was free to invite him to dinner.

Still didn't hold back and asked: "Does Yan Zhiyang know?"

"Of course I know." Xia Chenyan was stunned for a moment, his face was so pale that he smiled so reluctantly, but he was always calm: "He was the one who guarded me for the past two years."

Shen Xunfeng explained very guilty: "Don't be angry, him, he is out for entertainment."

"I won't be angry," the man still smiled slightly, but he was stunned to see something different: "There is nothing to be angry about."

When Yan Zhiyang hurried to the hospital, the smell of alcohol was still on his body, Shen Yufeng could see clearly that Xia Chenyan's greetings and concerns from his friends were all perfunctory by Xia Chenyan's routine answers, and his smile was the same as when he was facing himself, so alienated and polite.Just like thank you for your patronage if the soda didn't win the lottery, and the thanks of passers-by after receiving the flyer.

His back felt cold, he knew that Xia Chenyan was about to leave.

It's a pity that the person involved didn't find out, and his pride and determination will never be lost.

But where is eternity?

There is no right or wrong in love, but it must require morality.

When Yan Zhiyang woke up, his consciousness was blurred. When he saw a tall background, he subconsciously thought it was Xia Chenyan, and he was overjoyed: "Xiao Yan..."

It's a pity that the dream was shattered as soon as he opened his mouth: "Xiao Yan, it's your father and me."

Shen Yufeng poured him a glass of water: "Mr. Yan, do you know what temperature it is now? Do you know that you almost burned to death when you fell on the ground alone?"

"It's not that I called you to turn off the phone in case you had an accident and went to find you. No one cares if you are rotten into a pile of rotten flesh."

"What on earth do you want?" Shen Yufeng moved a chair and sat beside his bed, glaring at him: "Do you want to kill yourself or use bitter tricks to win Xia Chenyan's sympathy and soft heart?"

"I remember." Yan Zhiyang's unfocused black eyes were distracted: "Is this the hospital you sent him to last time when he had a fever?"

"...Yo, did President Yan remember?" Angrily annoyed him: "Do you finally know how many things you did that were not done by human beings?"

"My wife has a fever and is sick, you are fucking dead;"

"Mr. Yan, do the wild flowers outside smell good? Is the game delicious?"

"It's true that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is not as good as robbing;"

"I don't sympathize with you at all, really." Shen Yufeng poured him another cup of hot water: "If it hadn't been for so many years, I would raise my hands in favor of Xia Chenyan breaking up with you."

"I won't let go, old Shen," Yan Zhiyang said with chapped lips and bloodshot eyes, "I don't believe that Chi Lin is a seamless egg, and I don't believe that Xiao Yan really has no feelings for me at all." Gone;"

"He is mine." The hand that was infused with fluid was clenched into a fist, and the wound burst open with a little scarlet blood: "No matter what I did wrong before, I will make it up to him with my whole life."

"I will never let Chi Rin take my person away."

From a determined to gradually fanatical expression, Shen Yufeng didn't know whether to lament his persistence first, or worry that he would go mad.

"Help me check Chi Lin," Yan Zhiyang grabbed his hand pleadingly: "I don't believe that a man who is almost 30 years old has nothing dirty."

...Really, he is seriously ill: "I'll help you find out." Shen Yufeng couldn't help him, but he knew in his heart that he probably wouldn't be able to find out anything. He had met Chi Lin a few times, and he was extremely rational, self-disciplined and A restrained man, even if something happened, he would have dealt with it long ago.

But when a person reaches the edge of madness, he won't believe in anything until he dies once.