Don't mess with farmers

Qiu Ke has known him for many years, and this is the first time he has seen him cry. He scratched his hair irritably, kicked the car door, and cursed: "Fuck, this stupid thing really gets in the way."

Qiu Ke walked around the car, and regardless of other people's strange eyes, pulled Liu Jiawen out of the car, put his arm around his shoulder, "Let's go and drink."

Liu Jiawen was taken to a bar by Qiu Ke, and the two sat down and ordered three bottles of foreign wine, judging by their posture, they wanted to get drunk and never go home.

"What's the situation?" Qiu Ke asked when the other party calmed down.

Liu Jiawen smiled wryly, picked up the glass and started to drink, "Xiao Yi and I broke up."

Qiu Ke nodded, not surprised, "It turned out to be like this, as expected."

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Liu Jiawen tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"Jiawen, you should have thought of it a long time ago." Qiu Ke sighed, and continued: "Your old man loves you so much, how could he hand you over to Xiao Yi?"

Liu Jiawen lowered his head, looked at the fluctuations in the wine glass, and smiled wryly: "Really, it seems that I am the only one who is stupid."

"Actually..." Qiu Ke hesitated to speak, then frowned and said to himself, "I have never understood what love is..."

"Love." Liu Jiawen looked up and took another sip, and said, "It's a luxury, too precious and fragile, like a flower, it must be carefully cared for, and it must not be blown by wind and rain."

Qiu Ke smiled, "Jiawen, I really can't see that you are so affectionate. You are completely different from the third young master I knew before."

"Qiu Ke, you don't understand. If you also meet someone who is in your heart, then you will understand my current mood." Liu Jiawen's eyes were fascinated, looking forward, suddenly found Xiao Yi's figure in the crowd. In an instant, he stood up abruptly, staring straight ahead.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Ke was taken aback by him, "Jiawen, what's wrong with you?"

"I... I seem to have seen Xiao Yi just now." Liu Jiawen's voice was trembling, and he walked down the card table recklessly, trying to find someone on the opposite side.

"Hey? Come back." Qiu Ke pulled the man back with force, glanced at the opposite side, but did not see a familiar face, "Jiawen, it's an illusion, do you miss him too much?"

"Maybe..." Liu Jiawen nodded and sat down, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Qiu Ke put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Don't be like this, there is no grass anywhere in the world, believe me, it won't be so uncomfortable after a while."

"No, I only want Xiao Yi." Liu Jiawen muttered to himself while staring at the wine glass like a child, "I only want him, I really miss him..."

"Then go see him!" Qiu Ke couldn't help raising her voice, "Fuck! If you like it, go see him, find him, throw him down, and tell him to get back together."

"No." Liu Jiawen shook his head again and again, "That will only hurt him, I can't be so selfish, I love him, how can I be willing..."

Qiu Ke couldn't stand other people's endless love and love in front of him, "Don't talk about it, drinking is the kingly way, and you love whoever you are after you're drunk."

"That's right, drink!" Liu Jiawen picked up the glass and drank it down with his neck raised.

Obviously he wanted to drink away his sorrows, but by the end of the drink Liu Jiawen became more and more sober, but Qiu Ke was staggering drunk.

"Hmm...Jiawen, I don't seem to be quite right, I'm a little hot and dizzy..." Qiu Ke supported him on his shoulders, feeling that his whole body was terribly uncomfortable.

"I'm really convinced of you." Liu Jiawen glared at him and couldn't help complaining, "Drinking with me makes it look like you're broken in love."

"Well...don't talk about it, I'm not feeling well..." Qiu Ke waved his hand, lying on the sofa beside him weakly.

Liu Jiawen had no choice but to ask the waiter to prepare a guest room upstairs.

"This gentleman, let me help him up."

A little boy who appeared from nowhere, wearing work clothes selling alcohol, and another waiter set up the drunk Qiu Ke.

Qiu Ke always hung out at the bar, and when he was drunk, he would arrange for people to find a guest room to rest. Liu Jiawen didn't think much about it, rubbed his swollen and painful temples, waved his hand and said, "Take care of Young Master Qiu."

"do not worry."

Hearing the word "Young Master Qiu", the little boy frowned slightly, and before he could react, another waiter hurriedly greeted him: "Let's go! Why are you still standing there, send him over quickly."

"oh oh."

The little boy didn't say any more, he helped the person upstairs, and when he threw it into the room and closed the door, he was still thinking, did he mess it up?

It doesn't matter, it's good to get the money anyway, regardless of whether he is the third young master or Qiu young master.

Liu Jiawen came out of the bar and stood on the side of the road waiting for ten minutes before realizing that Xiao Yi would not come to pick him up again, and a sense of melancholy swept over his body instantly.

Habit is a terrible thing.

"Three young masters?"

Liu Jiawen asked and turned his head, and was taken aback when he saw the person coming: "Are you...Cheng Cheng?"

"It's me." Cheng Cheng looked delighted, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Third young master, it's really you, I thought I had admitted the wrong person."

"Oh, why are you here?" After Liu Jiawen asked, he felt very stupid. It's not normal for a fun-loving person like Cheng Cheng to be here.

I think it was in this bar when they first met.

"I was passing by today too." Cheng Cheng smiled naively, "Third Young Master, let me take you home."

"You?" Liu Jiawen shook his head and refused, "No need, I will call a car myself."

"It's okay, I'm just on my way."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Cheng pointed to the black private car beside him: "This is my car, uh... a new one."

Liu Jiawen took a few glances and chuckled, "Oh, who bought it?"

"That..." Cheng Cheng blushed, "I bought it with my own money..."

Liu Jiawen rubbed the center of his brows, probably very dizzy from the alcohol, so he didn't refuse again: "Cheng Cheng, I'll trouble you then."

"No trouble." Cheng Cheng was flattered, turned around and opened the door for him.

Although there is a financial backer now, Cheng Cheng still has illusions about Liu Jiawen. There are many rich people, and there are also many handsome people, but handsome and rich people are too rare.

Xiao Yi waited outside Liu's house for a day. He thought a lot these days. It is impossible for Liu Jiawen to break up for no reason. He must have encountered some trouble. Based on his understanding of Daju, he is probably bored by himself again. It's on.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Yi felt a little ridiculous about his thoughts. He watched with his own eyes the person who was thinking about it day and night getting off a black Mercedes. People were talking and laughing.

Liu Jiawen's head was dizzy, and his consciousness was very clear. He originally wanted to push Cheng Cheng away to let him stay away, but when he looked up and saw a familiar figure, he immediately changed his mind.

"Third young master, I..."

"Don't move." Liu Jiawen's eyes turned red suddenly, he closed his eyes, grabbed Cheng Cheng's hair and kissed him.

"Well..."

Cheng Cheng was frightened by his sudden movement, he froze and did not dare to move.

The kiss was very short, lasting less than two seconds. Liu Jiawen let go of the person in front of him, and gently stroked his hair, "Good boy! Go back first."

"Third young master, what's the matter?" Cheng Cheng was happy but at the same time looked confused. When he was in the car just now, the other party still disliked him and stayed far away from him. Why didn't he push him away when he got out of the car, but instead kissed him.

"Go quickly." Liu Jiawen leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "If you don't leave, you'll be in the hospital."

"Ah?" Cheng Cheng blinked his eyes, thinking that he might have drunk too much, and he was playing drunk just now, so he nodded obediently without saying any more.

After Cheng Cheng left, Liu Jiawen held back the anxiety in his heart and walked home as if nothing had happened.

"Liu Jiawen." Xiao Yi's indifferent voice sounded from behind.

Liu Jiawen took a deep breath, turned around with his hands in his pockets, pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xiao Yi approached him along the light, and stopped three meters away from him, "I have something to tell you."

With an impatient face, Liu Jiawen replied perfunctorily, "Tell me, I'm listening, please hurry up, I want to go home and sleep early."

"Liu Jiawen, do you insist on talking to me like this?" Xiao Yi couldn't bear it any longer, he quickly stepped forward and pressed his shoulder against the wall, staring at the lips that he just kissed, squinted He closed his eyes and said, "You said to break up, but I don't agree."

"Let go!" Liu Jiawen looked cold and arrogant, and glanced at his wrist, "Let me tell you, I talked to those little lovers who were dumped in the past, so I am being polite to you, Xiao Yi, don't be like a resentful woman Tangle, tell me! How much money do you want."

"Money?" Xiao Yi grabbed his collar and said harshly, "Liu Jiawen, do you think I'm with you for money?"

"Then what else?" Liu Jiawen blinked, "Don't talk to me about bullshit love, or I will look down on you."

"Jiajia..." Xiao Yi suddenly softened his tone, stretched out his hand and put him in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "What is the reason, please tell me? We will bear it together, you promised me, no matter what happens Nothing will ever leave me."

Liu Jiawen felt a pain in his heart, and almost blurted out, calmed down, pushed Xiao Yi away vigorously, and finally cursed unbearably: "Xiao Yi, you fucking want to know why, okay! I'll tell you To be honest, this young master has had enough! I don’t want to live in a kennel of 50 square meters, eat simple food every day, let alone squeeze the subway and take the bus every day, and don’t want to see other people’s faces to go to work anymore. Are these reasons enough!”

"Liu Jiawen, shut up!"

Xiao Yi stopped him loudly, pulled his shoulders and put him in his arms again regardless of his struggle, "Jiajia, this is not the truth, is it?"

"Why, can't you take it with your self-esteem?" Liu Jiawen looked up at him, "Let me tell you, I just played with you for a few days because I saw that you, a poor boy, were not bad, so don't take yourself too seriously... Well..."

Xiao Yi bit his thin lips directly, he really didn't want to hear some words.

"Get out! Don't touch me!"

Liu Jiawen raised his hand and slapped him. With a "slap", Xiao Yi's face passively turned to the other side.

"Liu Jiawen." Xiao Yi grabbed him by the collar, clenched his fists and pressed him against the wall, with disbelief in his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Liu Jiawen looked down at the hand on his chest, his face full of sarcasm: "You want to use force on me? Xiao Yi, what the hell do you do other than use violence? Anyway, this young master can't beat you, come on Ah! What kind of posture do you want to use to say it quickly, after this shot, we will break up!"

Xiao Yi's body froze, and his whole body froze. Liu Jiawen's words were like a huge boulder falling on his heart. For a moment, his breathing was tight. He almost thought he was dead. It turns out that the human heart really hurts. It was so painful that it was unbearable to breathe, and it hurt so badly that I wanted to die.

Xiao Yi gradually loosened his collar, took two steps back, and nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I understand, don't worry, third young master, I won't pester you again in the future."

Liu Jiawen leaned against the wall, watching Xiao Yi's back as he walked away silently, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, at this moment, the relationship between them was really over.