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If it hadn't been snowing heavily that night and Wen Yi's car happened to break down, he wouldn't have opened the door and entered that kind of place on a whim.
The tavern was filled with colored lights, deafening, and a young bartender who had been drunk was surrounded in the corner of the bar.
Wen Yi was cold by nature and didn't pay much attention. He planned to have a cup of hot wine and wait for his assistant to find someone to tow the car away.
The figures overlapped, and out of boredom, he glanced at the noisy bar.
This is three years.
The young bartender's name is Shi Jue. He has just come of age. He has a charming face, his eyes are crooked when he smiles, and he speaks in a soft tone.
He took the person home.
For three years, they slept together and understood each other's warmth.
Knowing how the other person's chest rises and falls when breathing heavily, and seeing each other's most vulnerable side while dripping with sweat, it seems that this should be the most intimate relationship in the world.
But Wen Yi knew clearly that if Shi Jue was just an ordinary-looking bartender, he might not have reached out to stop him that night.
There is a high probability that he will be filled with alcohol and die drunk in the corner of the bar.
There is no reason for greatness and glory in this. It's just that he is greedy for beauty, and the other person happens to be greedy for money.
Wen Yi has absolute freedom over this shady and disgraceful relationship.
What he left to Shi Jue was indifference, money, an empty house, and endless waiting.
Shi Jue likes to hug and act coquettishly.
They always say that the two of them have a tacit understanding and never really love or miss each other.
Under the night light, I was bullied by him until the end of my eyes turned red and my voice became hoarse. I still had to raise my arms to hug him in a daze.
Ask him in a low voice: "You like what I do, right?"
Always say, "I like you very much."
"I really miss you."
He is a qualified bed partner who depends on him for survival and will never leave.
Until one day, his bedmate took the money he made and flew away, leaving a note:
"I am Shi Jue."
"Thank you for taking me in. See you soon."
The indifferent Wen Yi, who had absolute freedom, finally couldn't sit still.
*Toot first, then love
*Should be short in length
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Intention: Give up greed and live a pure life
