Morbid Attachment

Ren Ran put on his shoes: "Ji Wang, I've reminded you many times, but in the end, I didn't look like that bad teller."

Ren Ran: "I don't want to worry about some things anymore, I wish you happiness."

Ji Wang pursed his lips: "If you and Qi..."

"Impossible!" As if knowing what Ji Wang wanted to say, Ren Ran interrupted directly.

Ren Ran said loudly: "Even now, I still think he is a bastard, not good enough for you."

Ji Wang rubbed the sun xué with a headache, Ren Ran didn't look back: "And you made a choice many years ago, you chose him and pushed away my friend."

"Emotion and friendship cannot be confused." Ji Wang tried to reason with Ren Ran.

Ren Ran said in a deep voice: "Actually, you and I both know that we can no longer be friends, and we can't go back to the past."

After saying this, Ren Ran opened the door and left without even giving Ji Wang a chance to continue talking.

He walked very fast, as if he would regret it if he went slower.

It's impossible to say that Ji Wang doesn't feel anything.

Ren Ran represents a friendship he had when he was young. Losing those days would make him feel uncomfortable and in a bad mood.

It's not that they haven't been in touch all these years, he doesn't care about their relationship anymore.

If this is the case, when Ren Ran returns to the country and Song Ge reconnects them, Ji Wang will not cooperate.

Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope subconsciously, after all these years have passed, everyone is a little older and mature a lot, maybe some things can be forgotten.

In the end, I still can't forget it, Ren Ran can't...he can't either.

The mood was so bad that Ji Wang couldn't read the script, so he drank two cans of beer and went to sleep, thinking that Qi Boyan and Ren Ran had made an appointment, and they would mess with his mentality together.

When the sky was dark and the sky was dark, I was awakened by the trampling sound of soda cans. I almost thought that a thief had entered the house.

Ji Wang's heart was beating wildly, he turned on the light and left the living room with a baseball bat in his hand.

In the living room was dragging a suitcase, wearing sunglasses at night, and very stylish Qi Mingxing.

He stood in the middle of the living room, with the slippers Ji Wang bought for him on his feet, staring at the soda cans under his feet, with a sullen face.

Turning to see Ji Wang's posture, he took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "Is this asking for family law to serve you?"

Ji Wang put down the baseball bat: "I thought it was a thief."

"Aren't you filming? What are you doing with a suitcase?" Ji Wang put down his baseball bat, picked up the beer cans on the ground, and threw them into the trash can.

Qi Boyan didn't answer, but asked, "Why do you drink and feel bad?"

Ji Wang replied dully, he was going to go to the kitchen to get a rag to clean up the traces of beer on the floor, but before he took two steps, someone hugged his waist.

Qi Boyan hugged him from behind: "My brother is in a bad mood, so what should I do? I'll beat you twice to vent my anger?"

He kissed Ji Wang's ear lightly, and said softly, "Why didn't you answer my phone?"

"Falling asleep." Ji Wang told the truth, those two cans of beer were like sleeping pills, and made him fall asleep.

Qi Boyan said hoarsely, "Brother scared me, so he flew over overnight."

"Are you going back tomorrow?" Ji Wang asked.

After getting the answer that it was not tomorrow, but that he was going to fly back soon, Ji Wang became angry: "You can't distinguish the priorities, if you can't get through the phone, then call later, and you have to film tomorrow, what are you bothering about? It's all spent on the plane, do you still need to rest?!"

Not only was Qi Boyan not repented by Ji Wang's scolding, but he was very righteous: "So in the future, brother must answer my phone."

Ji Wang broke his hand, turned around and stared into Qi Boyan's eyes: "It's just that you don't answer the phone, why are you exaggerating, because you feel guilty because you did something wrong?"

Qi Boyan looked at Ji Wang frankly: "I'm not guilty, and I don't think I did anything wrong."

Ji Wang: "Then why are you so anxious, you even flew back here on purpose."

Qi Boyan: "You're in a bad mood." Taking advantage of Ji Wang's unawareness, he sneaked another sweet note on his lips: "So I came back to coax my brother."

After hearing such words, how could Ji Wang be angry: "I didn't..." He felt Qi Boyan's distrustful eyes, and his tone weakened: "Well, it's a little uncomfortable, but it's not that bad. Believe me, I can still digest this emotion by myself."

Qi Boyan pinched Ji Wang's waist, and poked his hand through his clothes. He came all the way, not just to collect some kissing interest, but to get the principal.

Using Ji Wang's secret drink to relieve boredom, he carried the man on his shoulders, returned to the bedroom, and began to undress.

Ji Wang propped up his body, looked at Qi Boyan's clean body for a moment, made sure that there were no extra traces, and then said, "Aren't you going to catch a plane?"

Qi Boyan took off and said, "There are still two hours, enough time for one visit."

I thought Ji Wang would be unhappy, but I didn't expect Ji Wang to be more chic than him. He took off his home pants casually, and his eyes fell on the bedside cabinet: "There are condoms over there, your size."

Just like inviting you into an urn, Ji Wang pushed Qi Boyan under him and rode on his waist. He moved slowly, swaying at will, controlling Qi Boyan, not giving people pleasure.

That's not all, he tied the opponent's hands with a tie, rubbed Qi Boyan's lips, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Can I set up a location for your phone?"

At that time, Qi Boyan was under the control of others, and he was sweating all over. The little bit of happiness was like scratching his boots, which made people feel very happy.