Want to be hard ah!
But he actually fell asleep!
Is this time to sleep? !
I was really too lazy to care about him, so I didn't give him a good morning kiss the next morning, and took the dog to the veterinary hospital. He didn't even call me for a whole morning.
I'm angry, I'm really going to be angry.
Didn't he notice something was wrong? Don't know if I'm angry? !
When the afternoon was approaching, I took the dog home, holding my stomach full of anger, and my face was really not good-looking.
I put the dog in the living room and found him in the study.
I have been using the study since the house was renovated. He rarely enters the study. When I opened the door of the study, I saw him squatting in the sofa chair with his notebook in his arms, staring at the screen. I didn't even know I walked in. .
What the hell is he looking at
I suddenly felt curious.
I walked behind him, curiously asking what he was looking at.
He slammed the computer shut, but even so, I could roughly read the words on the computer screen.
[How to persuade a friend with impotence to live strong]
Did he... really want to kill himself
10.
I was a little surprised.
He actually couldn't think about it because of this, what happened to him? Do you think I despise him? But I didn't hate him at all!
It must be that my way of expressing love is not straightforward enough.
I decided to give him a good morning kiss to tell him I love him.
But why does he look at me so strangely
…
During my nap, I kept thinking about how to arouse his hope for life.
Then I heard a dog barking.
I opened the door and saw the sky full of dust, and he was standing in the middle of the living room with a gray face, a little lame dog howling wildly at his feet.
He panicked and explained to me that the vacuum was malfunctioning.
My neat living room is gone, and I can't help but feel a little pissed off.
He said: "I was going to do a big cleaning before you woke up.
I am still alive...
Wait, he never takes the initiative to clean up, what's up today...
Could it be that he thinks he already has flaws and is worried that I will dislike him, so he wants to do all the housework
I can't be angry.
He has worked hard, I can't beat him, I want to recognize his efforts.
I took a deep breath to calm my emotions, then smiled and said to him: It's okay, I'll come.
He looked surprised.
I started to clean the living room, he followed me closely, aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law.
I feel a little distressed.
In the evening he ordered takeout.
While I was thinking about how to soothe his wounded and fragile heart, the delivery boy rang the doorbell.
He ordered the stir-fried lamb kidney with sesame sauce and charcoal-roasted lamb kidney and wolfberry lamb kidney with stir-fried leeks.
... Isn't he afraid of getting angry? !
I know the folklore that sheep kidney has the effect of nourishing the kidney, but it is not good to be so impatient.
All in all, I still haven't given him enough security.
It's all my fault.
But I didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, I could only pat him on the shoulder and say to him: I will not break up with him.
He looked so excited, even tears welling up in his eyes.
Poor little thing.
I must never lose my temper with him again.
11.
I kept thinking about it while eating.
He probably caused a mental disorder because of a physical disorder, so the only way to cure it is to go to the hospital.
But I was careful that he was resistant to the hospital, and he directly suggested that it would hurt his fragile heart. After a long struggle, I hesitated and said to him: Why don't you go to the hospital for a look.
He looked surprised.
I'm a little scared.
Did I say something wrong
I hurriedly changed my mind: don't forget it.
He suddenly held my hand very excitedly and told me I had to go.
After discussing the specific time to go to the hospital, I agreed that I would go to the hospital for a look after I was busy.
But I always felt that something was wrong, and I was a little flustered, but I couldn't figure out what went wrong.
Maybe it's just my imagination, everything will be alright when I go to the hospital.
12.
I've been very busy during this time, and there are very few opportunities to go home, let alone sit down and have a good meal with him.
He suddenly called me and said that he would meet a client in a cafe near the office and bring me something to eat.
I ordered coffee and the little cake next door.
He came at noon.
He used to come here several times when he was working. Most of my colleagues know him, and he has a good relationship with them, but today I don't know why, I always feel that he is a little reserved.
It looks weird.
I think he's hiding something from me.
I just mentioned it to him, and he suddenly jumped up and hugged my waist.
... how can you mess around!
How can you rub in the arms of someone who has been holding it for more than a year! ! !
He must be hiding something from me!
13.
When the commotion was at its worst, the boss suddenly came in.
He clearly misunderstood something.
I have also mentioned him to the boss. Everyone is an adult. I believe the boss understands that I don't care what the boss thinks.
I know the boss is GAY too. I met his boyfriend several times when he came to the office to look for him. He looked like a playboy with a lot of money. He always seemed to be hostile to me. I didn't like him.
The boss, however, spoke highly of his boyfriend, saying that he was fine in everything, but he was a little suspicious or insecure, and he felt that the boss didn't want him at all times.
I think this is really sick, probably need an electricity.
I would never doubt my boyfriend.
The love between two people is based on trust. If you can't even do this most basic trust, how can you stay together until you grow old
…
After all, I don't think anyone but me can accept that he's simply insane.
14.
The next few days were rather uneventful.
The work finally came to an end, and the boss said that he would take his colleagues out for a good gathering.
After dinner, everyone discussed going to the bar again. I think my boyfriend has a job recently and is basically away from home. I don't have to go back so early, it's better to go shopping with them.
It was just an ordinary day and an ordinary night.
until I saw him.
It's hard to describe my mood at that moment, complicated? Yes, my mood is very mixed, I think whoever sees this scene will feel mixed.
This is the case.
Boyfriend also went to the bar.
To be honest, I didn't see him at first sight. The lights in the bar were dim and people were noisy until I heard that scream.
I think at least half the bar's people looked away.
I saw a wretched man covering his crotch with his legs in pain, and a woman who was stopped by security.
A very tall and strange woman who stepped on high heels of at least ten centimeters and wore a coat and sunglasses indoors.
They were very close to me, and it looked like the wretched man had molested the girl. The security guard was asking the girl if she needed to call the police. The girl was a little unhappy, and after a few words with the security guard, she was about to leave.
The exit from the bar is in my direction.
The girl took a few steps and suddenly slapped her foot and slammed into my arms.
She looked up at me awkwardly.
Ha ha.
very good.
This face looks familiar to me.
After all these years, I didn't even know my boyfriend was a transvestite.
15.
I was suddenly angry.
Putting aside transvestites, although I'm a little angry that he kept this from me, it's our business after all, and we can go back and talk slowly.
It's not the same thing when the sleazy guy tried to molest my boyfriend.
The nature of this matter is serious.
So bad that I even wanted to punch him.
I helped my boyfriend, then turned my head and punched the wretched man in the nose.
I rarely hit people, but I couldn't help it.
Damn, my people dare to move.
16.
The wretched man just stood up with his crotch tucked, and after a punch, he fell back to the ground.
My boyfriend was surprised, my boss was surprised, and so were my colleagues.
I don't want to pay attention to what they are thinking at this time, I just want to go home quickly and have a good talk with my boyfriend.
I'm not discriminating against transvestites, I just don't understand why he has refused to confess to me after all these years.
…
I went home with him and sat at the dinner table, and no one spoke.
I don't like the atmosphere.
I know he must be in a complicated mood at this time, or a little scared. I can only comfort him and tell him that I can understand him.
I love him more than anything.
It's just that I still need some time to slowly accept this.
I asked him to take off his clothes first, and he looked a little sluggish.
In order to show my support and understanding for him, I decided to go and help him get a piece of clothing in person.
I seldom come to his room. His room is quite messy. I feel uncomfortable when I look at it. He doesn't like me messing with his things.
I opened the door of his room, walked in, and saw two photos on the desk with scattered documents.
A photo of me and my boss.
17.
I suddenly felt ridiculous.
I figured it out, he wasn't a transvestite, he was stalking me, dressed like that just so I wouldn't recognize him.
He ran in in a panic, stood in front of me, a little flustered, and seemed to want to explain to me.
After the momentary anger passed, I suddenly felt that he was pitiful.
He wasn't like that before.
He has always trusted me, and he would never act in such an unusual manner.
How insecure did he choose to follow me
I can't blame him.
this time