Chapter 24 won't let go

That day, Fu Wenyuan was busy going to a meeting again because of something else, and in the end he didn't find Ye Rong in the cubicle.

Afterwards, Ye Rong held the computer and thought for a while, adhering to the principle that art comes from life, and was inspired to write an extremely cliché but easy to use drunken disorder...

While writing, spit out the dog-blood logic in it.

Alcohol may not make people intoxicated, but it will certainly make people amplify their desires.

Ye Rong used the stream-of-consciousness method to cut, cut, and write this rough emotional line for nearly a week.

On the night the new plot was handed in, Fu Wenyuan called and said that he was going to be back later, so that Ye Rong would have dinner first.

Ye Rong responded and ordered him to eat and rest on time.

The relationship between the two is delicate now, with more than warmth but not enough ambiguousness.

Ye Rong felt very strange to himself. I don't know when he started to learn to empathize and take care of each other's feelings.

Kind of like a normal person.

He stretched and was about to get up and cook a bowl of instant noodles for himself.

The landline phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Ye Rong didn't think too much about it, thinking that it was opened by housekeeping or the property.

"Ye Rong... I want to see you." It was Xu Jue's voice on the phone, and it seemed that his mood was unstable now.

Ye Rong was irritably pulling the thread that came out of his cuffs. The day he moved out of Xu Jue's house, he changed his mobile phone card.

"Xu Jue, you're crazy, this is Fu Wenyuan's place, what are you calling for!"

There was a sound of something being pushed down and shattered from Xu Jue's side, and his intermittent voice continued, "Rong... Ye Rong, come here, I'm in the house opposite, come here, I'll return your... necklace to you. you."

Necklace... Ye Rong then remembered the gift he once gave to Xu Jue.

It was left to him by his mother and asked him to give it to someone who could accompany him all his life, but he gave it to someone who didn't know how to cherish it.

Ye Rong also suddenly recalled that he was deeply entangled in the entanglement with Xu Jue, and even when he hurt himself, he was so obsessed that he could only think of how good he was to himself. Although those may be thin, they are not unreasonable. exist like.

For that little love, he was willing to hand over the last thing his mother left him.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, Ye Rong, Ye Rong, you are really crazy and stupid.

"Okay, I'll go over now." Ye Rong hung up the phone after speaking, glanced at the time, and only wanted to cut through the mess quickly.

The password for the door of Xu Jue's villa was not changed, Ye Rong opened the door according to the original password in surprise.

But in the blink of an eye, it's nothing unusual. Xu Jue has a lot of real estate in his name, and he changes more lovers than clothes. Jinshuiyuan doesn't come to the house several times a year, so it's normal to forget to change the password.

The house was full of alcohol, Ye Rong frowned, and kicked away the wine bottle that rolled over.

Xu Jue is not an alcoholic, he must control everything he does, whether it is alcohol, cigarettes, or sex, he is afraid of everything that can easily become addictive.

Ye Rong heard the footsteps, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Xu Jue standing on the stairs.

This scene is as if they met for the first time, looking at each other in silence across an unattainable distance, but the passage of time has changed like yesterday, and the mood of the two at this moment is no longer the same as before.

"Come up, let's talk." Xu Jue said, exhaustion in his voice.

Ye Rong looked away and refused lightly: "No, we have nothing to say, I still have something to do, just return it to me and I'll go."

Xu Jue's fingers on the railing tightened, the back of his hands were knotted, but his tone was neither annoyed nor anxious, as if his bad temper had been hollowed out by something, he lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "The necklace is upstairs. In the room, my leg injury is still not convenient to go down, you come up and I will give it to you."

Ye Rong hesitated slightly, but went upstairs calmly.

When Ye Rong got closer, he found that Xu Jue looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes and green stubble on his chin. Ye Rong was startled. He had never seen Xu Jue look like he had lost his soul.

Xu Jue raised his finger and pointed to the bedroom, stared at Ye Rong and said, "In the drawer of the bedside cabinet, you can find it yourself."

Ye Rong avoided his gaze, passed him, pushed the door open and entered the room.

He unguardedly opened the drawer and rummaged through the sundries, with his back to Xu Jue.

Naturally, he didn't notice Xu Jue who followed silently from behind, and he was caught off guard by his embrace.

Xu Jue's body temperature was very high, and there was a strong smell of alcohol on his body, and his arms were so hard that Ye Rong couldn't breathe.

Ye Rong struggled twice but did not break free. The familiar smell on Xu Jue's body made him feel some physical disgust.

Because he tried to quit Xu Jue for a long time, just by relying on this smell too much, until he felt nauseated.

Xu Jue wrapped his arms around Ye Rong, holding his wrists with both hands, rubbing against his cheeks and neck like a drug addict, "Ye Rong, I figured it out, I might... really like you."

That disgusting feeling is even heavier, and when combined with Xu Jue's untimely disgusting words, it can make him vomit immediately.

Ye Rong clenched his hand and said impatiently, "Stop saying that! I won't believe a word!"

Unexpectedly, Xu Jue couldn't listen at all, and became more aggressive, even pushing Ye Rong to the bed, pressing him on his shoulder and wanting to kiss him.

"I really didn't lie to you this time, Ye Rong, I regret it. Can you come back? I only want you in the future, okay?"

Ye Rong pressed against his face and gave him a slap without thinking.

Leaving his hands and not smashing his fists was his last mercy.

Ye Rong tugged at his neckline in response to the guest, his eyes seemed to be dipped in ice water, and sneered, "You don't like it at all, it's just possessiveness, Xu Jue, can you stop being so naive, it's funny, it's really funny ."

Xu Jue really didn't move, Ye Rong looked at him from a trance to a stern look.

The cycle of cause and effect, the retribution is unhappy.

Xu Jue also suddenly remembered his original intention of torturing Ye Rong with emotion in the first place.

He was addicted to watching Ye Rong mess with him for him, and took out his heart for him.

Only in this way can he continue to feel the fiery love, watching him in pain, watching him roll in the fireworks of lust, watching him burn for himself.

But he didn't expect that Ye Rong, who was so extreme and pure, like ice and snow, would be burnt to death if his body was burning with fire.

A fire burned him to ashes.

And no matter who it is, who has been loved so hard will not be willing to let go, once embraced the sun, no one will want to go back to the cold world.

Xu Jue is no exception.