Forcibly marked after being found

Chapter 52

"Kang—" The sound of the security door being slammed shut.

The hands resting beside him were clenched into fists, and the nails were deeply sunken into the flesh. Jiang Nian took a deep breath, took two steps toward the sofa, picked up the cigarette butt that Lin Zian had thrown on the ground before, and his The movements were normal, but the fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

He clutched a few cigarette butts in his hand, silently about to throw them into the trash can in the living room, but stopped midway - a strange dessert box was thrown into the clean trash can.

The packaging is beautiful, but the ribbons are a bit messy. Obviously, the person who made this didn't have much patience, but it still looks like that.

Jiang Nian squatted down, moving slowly like an old man on the verge of death. When his fingertips touched the packaging of the cake, he couldn't help curling up. He held the dessert box hesitantly but firmly, breathing so lightly that it didn't seem to exist.

The cigarette butts in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and his fingertips tremblingly unwrapped the outer packaging to reveal the inside—this is a palm-sized chocolate mousse cake, with a layer of handmade cream on top, and it was traced with heart a few words.

"Happy birthday to my baby——Brother Zi'an who loves you the most."

Jiang Nian thought of Lin Zi'an secretly busy in the kitchen a few days before the college entrance examination. Every time he asked what he was busy with, the other party finally smiled and said, "It's a secret."

The memory is still so vivid but the reality has been fragmented.

His birthday was on May 5st. It was inconvenient to celebrate his college entrance examination soon, so he just went back to the capital to hold a family banquet. Lin Zian gave him a bottle of perfume that day, and it was considered as a celebration of his 31th birthday.

Unexpectedly, the other party still remembered the birthday party he owed, and had been secretly preparing a surprise for him, but this surprise eventually came to naught.

Jiang Nian squatted on the ground motionless holding Mousse, silent like a statue.

The orange cat watched him for a while on the cat shelf, and seemed to feel something, jumped down and rubbed his trousers affectionately: "Meow."

He closed his eyes slowly, and when he opened them again, the confusion in his eyes faded away. He stood up and took out a clean fork from the kitchen, and ate the deformed mousse bite by bite. His movements were still so elegant, but his body couldn't restrain himself. trembling slightly,

Eyelids slowly drooped, Jiang Nian bent down little by little, holding a fork in his hand.

"Wow—" It rained heavily outside the house suddenly.

This year's rainy season is half a month late.

......

Lin Zian didn't know how he got home, he took a hot shower when he got home, fell asleep on the bed, fell asleep, and woke up in the early morning of the next day.

Drowsy, he casually pulled out some food from the refrigerator and ate something casually. Then he opened the wine cabinet and took out all the wine that Lin Liyang had bought before. He randomly picked up a bottle of whiskey, opened it, and poured it into his mouth.

The alcohol burned down his throat and rolled into his stomach, so strong that it seemed to burn his stomach. He arched his body in pain, but the movement of drinking did not stop. Only when the alcohol burns out his reason can he get out of this suffocating reality. out for a while.

Lin Zian quickly got himself drunk, he seemed to see the person he loved the most was standing a step away and smiling softly at him, he stretched out his right hand, the bottle in his hand dropped on the carpet, The liquor soaked the white carpet, staining it with a distinct brown pattern.

He murmured, "Jiang Nian..."

In the next second, this face became hideous again.

The anger in Lin Zian's heart intensified, and he raised his hand to sweep the things on the table to the ground, and the fragile products crackled and shattered on the ground, "Get lost!"

"Get out of here! You are a fucking ghost, don't appear in my mind! Get the fuck out of me!"

The figure stood there and looked at him quietly, unmoved by his scolding and anger, the smile on his face was a little sad.

Lin Zian's heart felt as if it was about to burst, he clenched his fist and hit his forehead hard a few times, trying to divert the severe pain in his heart with the pain of his body.

But it doesn't help.

so ugly...

Why did he make himself so embarrassed by something like this...

Knowing that he shouldn't be like this, Lin Zian couldn't control himself, something came out of his eye sockets, the hot and humid touch ran across his cheeks, and finally disappeared in the crack of the sofa.

There were black and blue marks on his white forehead, and his hair was a mess. He was a different person from the usual high-spirited man.

If eating love would break people's hearts, he would definitely die without touching it.

The late alcohol consumed his sanity bit by bit, and Lin Zian passed out unconsciously.

I don’t know how long this kind of decadent day and night has passed. In the first few days, the mobile phone kept ringing like an alarm, and finally it was completely silent because it was not charged.

Lin Zian didn't care about these things at all, his life was no different from that of a walking dead, fortunately he had already graduated and didn't need to go to class, otherwise he really didn't know how to go out with his appearance.

He collapsed on the sofa, the doorbell rang loudly, but he didn't respond at all as if he was deaf.

After a while, the noisy doorbell finally stopped, and the other party seemed to give up.

After more than ten seconds, the door lock suddenly made a light "click", and the visitor came in uninvited, and the footsteps stopped after turning around the entrance.

Song Enli, Zhou Qian, and Jian Yuan were shocked by the scene in front of them. Although they hadn't contacted Lin Zian for more than ten days, they had a vague premonition in their hearts, but they never expected to see such an embarrassing scene. .

Although Lin Zian has no obsession with cleanliness, he also likes to be clean. To put it bluntly, he is a bit stinky, and he never lets himself live in a mess.

The person in front of him has no similarities except that he looks exactly like him.

"Zi...Zian?" Song Enli was the first to come back to his senses, he called out in a low voice, and took two steps towards the sofa.

Several wine bottles were poured on the white wool carpet, and some of them spilled on the floor before they finished drinking, staining the carpet white and dirty. The smell of alcohol made people wrinkle their noses.

When Lin Zian heard the sound, he turned his head dully after a few seconds. He narrowed his misty eyes, and his voice was hoarse like rubbing sandpaper, "...Song Enli?"

"How did you get in?"

Jian Yuan beside him answered: "I left a spare key at our house before."

As he spoke, he raised the key in his hand and shook it.

His tone was quite calm, but there was concern in his eyes, "What's wrong with you? No one responded to your text messages these days, and you didn't answer your calls, and then you couldn't get through directly."

"What happened, Lin Zian, why do you look like this?"

Lin Zian raised his hand and made a gesture to shut up, "Don't read, Madam Jian, you have a headache."

Jian Yuan's lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't continue to ask.

Although Lin Zian didn't say anything, but Jiang Nian didn't come to the door for such a long time. They knew it well, and they didn't know how to intervene in the relationship between the two, let alone the specific situation.

They couldn't find Lin Zian these days, and they didn't know that the two had lived together before, so they came to the door.

"Brother Lin." Zhou Qian glanced at the dining table, then at the tea table in front of him, and frowned, "Did you not eat well these days?"

Lin Zian didn't really want to move, but there were other people around, his self-esteem didn't allow him to continue to be decadent, he slowly sat up and replied casually: "I don't know, I have no impression."

He seemed to want to stand up, but suddenly his stomach throbbed violently, and Lin Zian couldn't straighten up because of the pain.

Jian Yuan immediately walked over and supported him, with a very anxious look on his face, "What's the matter? Stomach pain again? You have a bad stomach and don't eat well, drink so much wine, you... .”

Lin Zian couldn't speak, so he could only wave his hands to signal him not to speak.

Jian Yuan only felt that his breath came to his chest, and he almost burned himself to ashes. He bit his lower lip and turned his head to Zhou Qian, who was full of confusion, and said, "You help him to the bathroom."

Song Enli glanced between them complicatedly.

"Me?" Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Okay, okay."

Zhou Qian walked over to help Lin Zian up. He was still in a hangover state, his limbs were weak and he couldn't stand upright. Zhou Qian couldn't support a [-]-year-old youth by himself.

Seeing this, Song Enli stepped forward and gave his hand, "Let me help you."

Zhou Qian gave him a grateful look.

Jian Yuan watched the two people drive Lin Zian into the bathroom, one on the left and one on the right, he looked away, clenched his hands into fists involuntarily, and it took him a long time to suppress the anger in his heart, and turned to go into the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

Lin Zian finally became more awake after taking a shower. He grabbed the bath towel and began to wipe his hair, but suddenly his movements stopped.

The face of the person in the mirror was exhausted, with faint bruises under his eyes, his face was as pale as a terminally ill patient, and the beard on his chin had grown out, messy like a homeless homeless man.

Most of the bruises on his forehead had disappeared, and he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully, but the looming marks reminded him of what he had done before.

Suddenly a burst of anger surged in his heart, and this anger was not directed at others, but at himself.

How could he make himself like this because of a ridiculous relationship!

This is not Lin Zian, who is in the mirror! ?

He picked up the razor and began to shave his beard. The movement of his hand was too hasty and he accidentally made a cut at the chin. The stinging pain of the skin pierced through the diaphragm that had been covering him for the past few days, reality became It's getting clearer.

Blood seeped out from the wound, and he roughly wiped off the blood with a bath towel. The soaked bath towel mixed with blood scattered into a large piece, which looked a little scary.

Lin Zian frowned and threw the bath towel into the laundry basket, put on clean pajamas and went out.

As soon as he walked out, he could smell the smell of food. Jian Yuan happened to be wearing an apron and brought out the prepared food. There were no ingredients in the refrigerator, so he casually made three dishes and one soup.

Several people had breakfast before going out and didn't feel hungry. Although Lin Zian didn't have much appetite, his stomach growled like a physiological reaction.

"Did you wash?" Jian Yuan saw him and said, "Come and eat something."

"Yeah." Lin Zian responded casually, picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the rice in silence. Zhou Qian has been working hard to enliven the atmosphere, but has been unable to do so.

Lin Zian seemed to be deaf in both ears, and did not respond to his witty words at all.

The others didn't know what to say, so Zhou Qian entertained himself for a while, making himself feel bored, touched his nose and shut up.

The vibe in the house was low and a little suffocating.

"Crack" when the chopsticks were placed on the table and made a soft sound, Lin Zian leaned back and lazily leaned on the back of the chair, as if sitting in an ordinary home restaurant with the air of a big boss.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Lin Zian didn't have a haircut for half a month, and the broken hair on his forehead was a little long, hanging down in front of his eyes, scratching his eyebrows a little itchy, and he pushed back.

Song Enli opened the mouth first, "After the exam, everyone wanted to ask you to go out to sing karaoke and hang out with you, but we couldn't find anyone. We thought something happened to you, and no one answered when we knocked on your door. Fortunately, I met Jian Yuan and got the spare key."

"Well, I'm sorry." Lin Zian's tone was not apologetic, "Now I also confirm that I am fine, you can go."

Lin Zian didn't want to face anyone, the feeling of other people's presence made him a little suffocated.

It was as if he spread his heart out in front of everyone, saying, "Look, how ridiculous he is, all he pretends to be is Jiang Nian."

Jian Yuan ignored his order to drive away, turned over his phone, looked into Lin Zian's eyes and said, "Let's go to the farmhouse together."

The topic changed so quickly that not only Lin Zian, but also the other two present were stunned.

Lin Zian frowned: "No."

Jian Yuan didn't intend to discuss with him, he got up and walked to his bedroom, Lin Zian stood up, "Fuck, Jian Yuan, what the hell are you doing?"

"Pack up your change of clothes for you and stay for a few days, at least three days."

Lin Zian made a gesture and took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to settle accounts with him, "I can't fucking say it, can't you hear clearly?"

Jian Yuan raised his legs and walked into his bedroom as if he didn't hear him. Lin Zian walked a few steps forward and was stopped by someone.

He frowned and looked at the person who stopped him, Song Enli smiled and said: "I think his proposal is very good, you are bored staying at home, why don't you all go out and play together."

As he spoke, he turned his head and asked Zhou Qian, "Are you going?"

Zhou Qian didn't notice the dark tide in the atmosphere, and said cheerfully, "Go, of course."

"Brother Lin, you haven't been to a farmhouse, have you? Let me tell you, it's interesting, and the food is fresh."

Everyone said that, even if Lin Zian didn't want to go, he was embarrassed to refuse. He knew that they were worried about his emotions, and the feeling of being carefully cared for made him uncomfortable.

He lowered his eyes, "Okay."

Zhou Qian and Song Enli didn't go home to pack and change their clothes. They went to the shopping mall to pick up a few sets and got in the car. The driver was Jian Yuan. He passed his driver's license in his third year of high school. After graduation, the family bought them for him. Got a buggy.

The off-road vehicle is relatively large and can hold a lot of things. Four people plus luggage don't feel crowded.

Lin Zian kept staring out the window in a daze, without saying a word, as if his soul had been taken away by a female ghost, but this "female ghost" was named Jiang Nian.

The farmhouse is located on the outskirts of Xicheng. After driving on the suburban expressway, there is still a section of mountain road to go. This road has not been dealt with. The trucks often pass by, and the concrete road is crushed. The road was not very long, and it took about ten minutes to drive into a farm yard.

Although it is summer vacation, there are not many people coming to escape the summer heat. After all, the white-collar workers who live a life of petty bourgeoisie are still working overtime during the dog days, so there are not many people in this farmhouse.

Lin Zian didn't want to face other people all day long, so he asked for a big bed room by himself. Jian Yuan looked at him hesitantly, but finally didn't try to persuade him.

As soon as several people put their luggage in the room, they began to prepare to go fishing.

The farmhouse is built next to a natural lake, and the owner specially prepared a few small boats so that guests can go fishing in the center of the lake.

Xicheng has recently entered the rainy season, the sun is not as hot as before, and the temperature has dropped a little bit. In addition, it is almost five o'clock now, and the sun will set in two hours, so the temperature is not too hot.

The four people drive two small boats respectively. This kind of boat is not the kind that requires paddles to be manually rowed. There is a diesel engine installed in the stern, which is easy to operate.

The engine made a "boom" sound, and the boat sailed towards the center of the lake.

Maybe it was the contact with nature, or maybe it was the crazy venting in the past ten days, in short, Lin Zian's dull mood subsided a little, and his eyes finally brought a little joy.

Several people fished for more than an hour, and turned back when they saw that the sky was getting dark. Although they were all newbies, they had a good harvest. There were two bass and one grass carp, which could be handed over to the kitchen for extra meals tonight.

They lived in the farmhouse for three days, and Lin Zian's mood became more and more stable, and his mood became clearer than at the beginning. He no longer had a gloomy and cold face and said nothing, but a sensitive person knew that the pain in his heart had not passed , even Zhou Qian's rough nerves could feel the low air pressure on his body.

There is no rush, time will smooth everything out.

The wound on the jaw has started to scab over, and the wound on the heart will always heal, it will just take more time and leave an ugly scar.

That's it, nothing special.

On the fourth morning, a few people went to the orchard to pick some grapes. Zhou Qian could never finish talking. Even if he chatted alone, he could chatter for a long time. Song Enli was also a chatterbox. An's head hurts.

"Great masters, can you not take care of us two mortals?" Lin Zian said helplessly.

Song Enli glanced at him and said with a smile, "No."

Lin Zian was furious, kicking someone for the first time in the past four days, "Fuck you, talk to you in a nice voice, you think I'll just climb on my head and act wild if I have a good temper?"

Having not been kicked for a long time, Song Enli's reaction was not as good as before. He didn't avoid being kicked in time, and walked forward with his legs hugged.

"Fuck, Lin Zian, you're murdering a friend."

"roll."

A few people were joking and walking back, Song Enli, who was joking around at the door of the residence, stopped the fire, while Jian Yuan's face immediately sank.

Lin Zian couldn't help feeling strange, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He followed Song Enli's line of sight, and his excellent eyesight allowed him to see the face of that person clearly from a distance of more than ten meters. His steps stopped involuntarily.

Jiang Nian was standing and chatting with a few boys. Their clothes and demeanor made them look like sons from wealthy families.

He turned his head when he heard the voice, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Jiang Nian smiled at him, that smile was as gentle and sweet as before.

"Brother Zi'an."

The author has something to say: When I wrote this chapter, I cried myself. . . .

I don't know how to express it, I think they both like each other clearly, they can be together well, but in the end they ended up like this, I feel really sad.

(Show cute and roll around, please accept it, please accept it in advance!!!)

感谢在2020-09-0118:45:56~2020-09-0223:28:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yeweiyang 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!