Xu Baichuan asked back: "Is there any difference between what you do and what your mother does?"
Tang Jin said anxiously: "I never thought of hurting you..."
Xu Baichuan raised his hand to stop Tang Jin from continuing. He said, "That's not the problem. Whether it's you or your mother, you've already done what you should do. Didn't you ever think about apologizing to me?"
Tang Jin was taken aback.
"In your eyes, in your parents' eyes, in your friends' eyes, what am I? Is it a piece of clothing? I can wear it as I want, and I can throw it away. Or just a dog. When you are in a good mood, call me over. , I am going to wag my tail and beg for mercy? When will your hard work be bad, and if you get bored, I will have to roll around with your tail between your legs?" Xu Baichuan pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I won't I should tell you this. You can help me solve these things, I am very grateful to you. I... really thought it was you who did it, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry. "
Apologizing has long been familiar. He can find his own fault and apologize for every accident that he was involved in. He hoped to reciprocate and others could claim his share. That one, others want him to take it all.
Everyone wants to be pure and innocent, and then curses that the world is full of crows.
Tang Jin grasped Xu Baichuan's hand slightly, he felt that the conflict between the two was different this time, Xu Baichuan was too calm. Calm means calm, calm means thoughtful, and thoughtful means hard to turn around. If Xu Baichuan is allowed to leave this time, it is very likely that he will never be found. Just a little imagination will make him terrified, he quickly said: "I should apologize, I'm sorry, don't be angry. It's cold outside, don't leave today, I'll take you where you want to go tomorrow..."
Xu Baichuan said: "No need."
He walked to the bed and wanted to get his clothes. Tang Jin suddenly hugged him from behind. The person who never speaks softly usually said in a wronged tone, "I was hospitalized the day before yesterday and you didn't come to see me. You left For three months, I haven't called me a single time, and even said that I want to break up with me. I don't need to be angry about this, so don't you too, okay?"
Xu Baichuan paused, and asked, "Do you think we've been together?"
Tang Jin's arms around him suddenly tightened, and the two of them remained in a stalemate for a while. Seen from the back, Xu Baichuan's ear hidden in the black hair reveals a small section of delicate white auricle. Every time Tang Jin hugs him from behind, he always likes to kiss there, and then Xu Baichuan will beg for mercy hide. The previous intimacy became illusory and blurred because of Xu Baichuan's words. Tang Jin's eyes slowly widened, and he turned around with suspicion and shock on his face: "We're not together?"
"Isn't it?" Xu Baichuan asked lightly, and then said, "When were we together? Did you say it, or did I say it?"
Tang Jin looked at Xu Baichuan as if he was looking at a lunatic, otherwise how could he say such incredible words
Xu Baichuan has been suppressing his emotions, suppressing again and again, unable to hold back, and finally broke the embankment in Tang Jin's eyes beyond this situation: "Did you ever ask me what I want once in the past seven years? Did you tell me that you liked me? Did you stop me when your parents and friends looked down on me and humiliated me?"
"Not at all."
"If this counts as being together, then you should have many lovers, drivers, assistants, secretaries... at least a thousand or eight hundred."
"You say I'm angry, but I'm not angry. I'm just one of your thousands of lovers. What right do I have to be angry?"
…
He wanted to say something, but he didn't expect it to be uncontrollable, one sentence after another, and he was about to lose control. Xu Baichuan didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Tang Jin, so he didn't want to take his coat, and walked outside Tang Jin.
Xu Baichuan's series of questions seemed to be tuned to the fastest tennis ball server, hitting his heart one after another, making a deafening "boom". Tang Jin never thought that things that were taken for granted in the past would become obstacles between him and Xu Baichuan. In a daze, he subconsciously stopped Xu Baichuan, and when he looked over, he found that his eye sockets were a little red. The last time I saw him cry was seven years ago—Tang Jin rescued Xu Baichuan from the basement. Xu Baichuan's palms were bloodied by the iron ruler, and tears flowed unconsciously on his face.
For so many years, he has never seen Xu Baichuan with such a fragile emotion. A possibility made him feel cold all over: Xu Baichuan used to yell at him and fight with him. At that time, Xu Baichuan had abundant emotions to Burn for him. Now that candle is almost burning out.
Tang Jin had never been so helpless before. His tall body trembled a little. He hugged Xu Baichuan and said with difficulty: "I like you, don't you know? If I don't like you, why should I be with you for seven years?" , why did I come to you?"
This is the first time Xu Baichuan has heard Tang Jin say that he likes it, and he is still moved. But he has passed the age when he can live only by heartbeat. Tang Jin is now willing to bow his head for him for a while. One day he will get married, maybe not, but he will definitely not be the last one left.
He wanted to hug Tang Jin, stretched out his hand and retracted it, pushed Tang Jin away, and said seriously: "I don't know. You never said it, and I never knew. And you don't like me, but Song Yiyu. You came to me not because you like it, but because you are not used to it. It is not suitable for us to be together, and it has been delayed for seven years, so don't delay it any longer. "
There were no violent words, only ordinary statements, but Tang Jin could hardly breathe. He suddenly became angry like a trapped animal: "I don't need you to tell me who I like! It's not up to you to say whether it's suitable to be with you. Calculate!"
Xu Baichuan was unmoved. Tang Jin was even more panicked. The feeling of being about to lose made him feel cold and goose bumps appeared on his body. His throat was choked by something, so he had to touch Xu Baichuan's wrist carefully, then held it, and said in a low voice: "I like you. I only like you. Trust me and go back to City B with me, okay?" ?”
Tang Jin had no confidence, and his grip was loose, and he broke free with a slight movement. Just like the connection between the two of them, if Xu Baichuan didn't try hard to grasp it, it would soon break away.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Xu Baichuan said: "Not good. Even if you like me, I don't want to like you anymore."