It's so ugly, it's so ugly.

What he is now is what he is most reluctant to become in his life.

He swayed and got up from the ground, grabbed the box and left the room.

He left a blank check at the hotel front desk and left without looking back.

It was already very late when Zhao Jinxin returned to the hotel.

He did not expect Li Shuo to be in the hotel, but when he returned to the guest room and looked at the empty room, he still felt extremely disappointed.

He simply packed his luggage and wanted to change a room. If he stayed here for a while, he would inevitably have random thoughts.

After packing up, he found a book in the trash can.

That was what Li Shuo held him and read to him last night. In order to create an atmosphere, he suddenly shouted in his ear from time to time. How could he be frightened by such things? It was just to tease Li Shuo.

He picked up the book and looked at the terrifying and bloody cover silently. The book had obvious signs of folding. He could even imagine Li Shuo's slender fingers holding the pages, elegant and sexy. He turned around and walked towards his box with the book, but he stopped halfway. Finally, he turned around and threw the book back to the trash can.

What should I keep a boring book for?

He picked up the box and left the room.

As soon as the elevator door opened, six or seven cleaners stood inside, holding full set of equipment in their hands, almost filling the elevator. Zhao Jinxin frowned and walked in. When he went in, he found that the elevator was upstairs, but the door had been closed.

"I think it's mental abnormality," said an old lady.

"But Xiaoli said that he is very handsome, with no problem with his words and deeds, and he is very rich."

Zhao Jinxin froze.

"It's just this kind of person who can be perverted. They act like this on TV. Otherwise, why would you put the room in such a way and smash it off, and even pour paint all over the room, which was scared to death."

"You can imagine it so much that you must have been in love. It's obvious that you are going to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday. Oh, it's so useless."

Zhao Jinxin held the suitcase tightly, and as the numbers of the elevator jumped to the top floor, he walked out with the group of cleaners.

The door at the end of the corridor was wide open, and he could see the paint splashed on the wall at a glance. There were decorated petals on the messy wall, and he could vaguely recognize "happybirthday" and his English name. His heart was tight, and even his breathing trembled. His steps were uncontrollably walking towards the suite step by step.

The suite is really scary. I don’t know what kind of anger it is to have such destructive power and make people feel particularly depressed.

"Sir, we want to clean the room, don't watch the fun here."

"Who has booked the room?" Zhao Jinxin opened his mouth and found that his voice was trembling.

"A guest who just checked out, oh, I lost a lot of money, I don't know what he was thinking."

Zhao Jinxin's eyes fell on the pile of sheep puppets soaked in the paint.

Today is his birthday, and he actually forgot about it. His mother called him in the morning and then he remembered that he didn't expect Li Shuo to know...

No wonder he dressed so well today and even wore a beautiful bow tie...

Zhao Jinxin recalled Li Shuo's appearance and raised the corners of his mouth, but he remembered the pain and surrender that endured in Li Shuo's eyes, and could no longer laugh.

He put down the box and walked through the mess, not caring about the paint destroying his shoes and trousers. Even now that this place has become a garbage dump, he can roughly restore their beautiful appearance in his mind.

He looked at his watch and it was not until 12 o'clock that he had a romantic and surprising birthday today, and he also had a gentle and perfect lover.

But now there is nothing left.

He squatted down and picked up a sheep puppet.

It was the cleanest of all puppets, only a little paint stain was splattered, most of the hair was white and soft, and a cute smile.

Zhao Jinxin pressed the little sheep on his chest and lowered his head heavily.

A doting voice echoed in his mind, saying "mb". It was his own voice.

Li Shuo got off the plane and returned home in a dusty manner. After taking a hot shower, he fell on the bed and slept in a dark place.

When he woke up again, it was noon the next day. He slept for almost 24 hours, but he still felt very tired, as if he couldn't wash it no matter how he rested. His head was dizzy and he didn't want to do anything, so he lay in bed in a daze.

I don’t know how long it took, but the doorbell rang.

The sound was like an outsider sound, and it took him a long time to reach his ear. From his ear to his brain nerves realized that it was a doorbell, and it seemed like he had been walking for a century.

Li Shuo got up from the bed and swayed to open the door.

Wen Xiaohui was standing at the door with two large plastic bags in his hand, looking at him, as if he was relieved.

Li Shuo whispered: "You are back."

"I called you for a day and turned off the phone. I want to scare me to death." Wen Xiaohui squeezed in without saying anything.

Li Shuo smiled self-deprecatingly: "What are you worried about? I am such a big man." You shouldn't be worried that he can't think so, it's so ridiculous.

"I'm just worried about you. Who can get rid of such a disgusting thing?" Wen Xiaohui opened the bag of ingredients and took out all the food and drinks. "I saw that you didn't eat, and my face looked so ugly."

Li Shuo grabbed his hair: "Sorry, let you see this, I'll wash my face."

Wen Xiaohui turned around and whispered: "Brother Li, we have been friends for so many years. You have seen me in the most embarrassing way. You didn't laugh at me. You have also helped me so much. If you really treat me as a friend, don't force yourself in front of me, okay?"

Li Shuo looked at him in a daze, then nodded slightly. He really didn't have the strength to pretend to be cool, and he felt tired even when he walked.

Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips and smiled: "I cooked hard, so it won't poison you. I packed a lot of food and it tasted very good. Let's eat it together."

Li Shuo faced a table of delicious food, but had no appetite, and he didn't feel hungry, which was really strange.

Wen Xiaohui stuffed the chopsticks into his hand: "Eat, do you want me to feed you?"

Li Shuo picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, but couldn't taste it. He didn't want Wen Xiaohui to worry, and he didn't intend to starve himself to death, so he barely started eating.

"A few days ago, if you don't want to go out, I'll bring you food and accompany you."

Li Shuo looked up at him: "Come and accompany me, will Luo Yi agree?"

Hearing this, Wen Xiaohui's expression became a little bit different. He shrugged and said lightly: "Oh, just coax and make trouble. Anyway, he can't do anything to me."

Li Shuo said softly: "Xiaohui, thank you, but I really have nothing to do. Just take a few days off. Don't make it difficult for you to do it for me."

"Nothing is hard to make, you don't have to worry about it." Wen Xiaohui picked up a piece of rib for him, "Eat this soon, it's so delicious. After watching a movie, I brought a bunch of comedy."

After dinner, Wen Xiaohui pulled Li Shuo to watch a movie. Li Shuo always felt dizzy and couldn't watch any plot. After half of the movie, Wen Xiaohui asked him to go to bed.

Li Shuo was lying on the bed, listening to Wen Xiaohui busy cleaning up the room for him, he was very moved. There was someone by his side, it was noisy, it was pretty good, but unfortunately this person did not belong to him, and no one belonged to him, and he was still the same person after all.

Chapter 53

In the following days, Li Shuo didn't go out. Wen Xiaohui would come for an hour or two every day. He would leave with confidence when he watched him eat. The people who usually whine were particularly careful at this time.

In addition to pretending to be calm when talking on the phone with his mother, Li Shuo was a little decadent most of the time. He was a person with good face, but fortunately, only Wen Xiaohui saw what he is now.

These days, I always feel that everything I hear that day is a dream, and sometimes I feel that everything I have with Zhao Jinxin is a dream, because reality should not be so dramatic, nor should it be so ugly. In any case, it is difficult for him to accept that he will be so despair. He rationally knows that he should bid farewell to the failed past, but he cannot do it emotionally. This kind of despair that looks out of control but helpless and helpless, and is the most painful thing for him.

This time, it doesn’t work to tell yourself the big truth.
Chapter completed!