Zhou Xiang didn't go home that night. It should be said that he didn't go back to the house he rented with Chen Ying, because Yan Mingxiu took him back to his real home.
Although, Zhou Xiang no longer owns that house.
When his body was discovered, he was truly judged dead, and all the things of his predecessor now have no connection with him.
When he pushed open the familiar door and turned on the light switch that he could easily touch with his eyes closed, he saw that the house he had lived in for thirty years was presented in front of him as it was. There is no dust, there is no coldness that has not been lived for a long time, and the soft lights are sprinkled in the cozy small living room. Everything is as if he left that year, without any change.
Yan Mingxiu glanced at every corner of the living room, and said softly, "I've cleaned it up. After you left, I lived here alone for a long time, and then I didn't dare to live here. Your voice and your appearance, I can't live anymore. However, I will come back once or twice a month to clean up. Everything remains the same, Zhou Xiang, do you understand, I have been waiting for you return."
Zhou Xiang felt very uncomfortable, he said in a deep voice, "I've come back, I'll take the house you transferred to me in exchange, and give me back my house." Zhou Xiang looked at Yan Mingxiu with earnest eyes , "I beg you."
Yan Mingxiu smiled wryly, "Zhou Xiang, you are really capable of making me uncomfortable. I can give you this house, but you have to give me you."
Zhou Xiang turned his head silently, "Half a year, we only agreed for half a year."
"Even if it's half a year, I won't give up." Yan Mingxiu said: "In the past six months, just like before, you have to fully listen to my arrangements. I'll give you two days before you move back here." Turning his face away, he kissed Zhou Xiang's soft lips lightly, "Let's live here together and start over."
Zhou Xiang gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't make any sense for you to do this. There is nothing to do over again. If I were the same Zhou Xiang back then, if I hadn't fallen into the cliff, maybe I would start over with you, but now, Yan Mingxiu, now , look at me, we can't do it all over again."
"Yes." Yan Mingxiu stared closely at Zhou Xiang's eyes, which were filled with a terrifying persistence, "Zhou Xiang, in fact, you have never really known me, because I have always been on guard against you before, and I made a big mistake. It's my fault, I didn't let you know how satisfied I was with you for a year, how comfortable and happy I lived day by day. You don't understand what you mean to me, I didn't understand it myself before, but during the three years you were away, I knew it couldn't be more clear, and I will never, never let you go."
He didn't know if he would dare to tell Zhou Xiang in his life that the person he was amazed at and fell in love with when he was sixteen years old, and the person he had never forgotten for many years was Zhou Xiang, because he recognized the wrong person and loved the wrong person, so he made a mistake. He couldn't forgive his mistakes for the rest of his life, and he had no way or the courage to tell Zhou Xiang these things. He was afraid that Zhou Xiang would hate him even more, even himself.
If the chic back in white clothes on the big screen satisfied his fantasy of a perfect lover in his youth, then the year he was with Zhou Xiang was constantly explaining to him what makes him comfortable and content In terms of feelings, he saw how a mature man treats love, and how he uses that kind of tenderness and tolerance to infect and bind the other party. He is the one who was held tightly by Zhou Xiang. But he was too stupid at the time, he was blinded by his own obsession, he even felt that there was someone he liked in his heart, and he still fell in love with others, which was against his own principles, and he just enjoyed all the good things that Zhou Xiang gave him He deceived himself and Zhou Xiang with the mentality of muddling along.
Therefore, Zhou Xiang didn't believe him, and he could fully understand it. It was because he never gave Zhou Xiang half a ounce of confidence in that year. Zhou Xiang didn't know his weight in his heart until his death.
He wants to use the next time to make up for the mistakes he made, end this three-year torment, and get the person he wants most in his life and is bound to get.
Zhou Xiang looked at the firmness and affection in Yan Mingxiu's eyes, and his heart trembled unconsciously.
Yan Mingxiu said a lot, he never really knew Yan Mingxiu, because Yan Mingxiu never gave him such a chance.
In the first few months, he didn't even know Yan Mingxiu's background or what Yan Mingxiu did. In his eyes, Yan Mingxiu was just a young man who had just graduated from university, had a good family background, was arrogant, and was not very flattering. At that time, he didn't pay too much attention to what kind of person Yan Mingxiu was. At the beginning, he was only attracted by his astonishing appearance.
When he really wanted to know Yan Mingxiu, he didn't have that chance again, because heI really fell in love with Yan Mingxiu. All the advantages and disadvantages of Yan Mingxiu are worthy of taste in his eyes, and he can no longer see clearly.
It wasn't until he was reborn in his current identity and met Yan Mingxiu again that he woke up like a dream.
Yan Mingxiu is no longer the boy he was back then, and even that Yan Mingxiu back then was not as simple as he imagined. Standing in front of him now is a man who can turn clouds and rain in the wealth circle, cold and arrogant and powerful.
When he met Yan Mingxiu's unreserved eyes, he felt a chill down his spine. He didn't want to believe anything Yan Mingxiu said, because he had the illusion that he was going to be swallowed up, so he sarcastically said: "Yan Mingxiu, if you really miss me as much as you said, then how did our agreement come about? You spent two million and a house to take care of me. What you take care of is not me, but this body. In fact, it¡¯s nothing, no one has a physical need, but when you like Wang Yudong, you use me as a substitute, you Said that you liked me, and found a substitute, but in fact, you just lack someone to accompany you, who else has"
Before Zhou Xiang finished speaking, Yan Mingxiu's expression became extremely ugly. He impulsively pressed Zhou Xiang against the wall, his voice was extremely sharp because of the pain, "Zhou Xiang, I thought you were Wang Yudong's substitute back then. I'm sorry. You, but you From the first time I saw you at the elevator entrance, even though you had completely changed, I still felt an unexplainable shock. At that time, my only thought was not to let you go. I got you by means, or got this body, because" Yan Mingxiu choked up and said, "It's because I think you're going crazy, and the familiarity I got from you was the only thing that could save me at that time. You don't understandyou don't understand how much I miss you, you don't understand how I come here every day. Obviously you are you, but you have kept it from me for so long, you tell Cai Wei, you tell Lan Xirong, but you don't tell Me, are you satisfied with this kind of revenge? You should be satisfied, I am in more pain than you imagined!" Yan Mingxiu hugged him tightly, his voice was full of despair, "Zhou Xiang, even if I deserve everything, but I I never thought of betraying you at all, I justyou are so alike, you are all alone! Zhou Xiang, can you understand? It's been three years, and I can't hold on any longer!"
Wang Yudong, two Zhou Xiang, double, double, who is the double, who is the double, and who is the protagonist? ! From the beginning to the present, all the plots are like a farce deliberately arranged by God, the purpose is only to drive them into a painful corner, and then look at them in pain and stupidity for fun.
Zhou Xiang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the words that came to his lips, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, his emotions would lose control.
Yan Mingxiu's painful and aggrieved appeal made him at a loss. Whether Yan Mingxiu betrayed him or not, even he himself couldn't define clearly. As a man, he never thought who should be loyal to a dead man.
Yan Mingxiu did nothing wrong, and even helped him, but the entangled emotions in his heart made him completely unable to resolve it.
Is he jealous? Who are you jealous of? Both Zhou Xiang are him, but not all of him, who is the stand-in and who is the protagonist, even he himself can't tell clearly.
Zhou Xiang closed his eyes in pain.
He has long understood that as long as he gets involved with Yan Mingxiu, what awaits him is unimaginable pain and suffering, so he must, must stay away from Yan Mingxiu, even if he likes Yan Mingxiu so much, he is afraid.
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