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Chapter 27 Overnight

Even though he knew better than anyone that Wink was a harsh person, Song Xinheng never thought that he would get this level of reply.

"What do you think... I'm in your heart... so it's always been this impression?" His voice scattered into the night wind, revealing a sense of frustration, and he was trying to hold Wink's hand, hanging in mid-air, It was quickly taken back: "I'm sorry... Is the way I speak too aggressive? I didn't expect it to become like this... I originally wanted to ask you carefully..."

"It's not just your problem. My attitude is not very good." Wink looked down at his toes, and from Song Xinheng's perspective, he could only see his flickering eyelashes: "Do you have any other questions? If not , I went in to rest."

"And..." Before Song Xinheng finished speaking, the phone rang.The moment the two looked at each other, Song Xinheng awkwardly said sorry, and turned his back to answer the call. The call came from the front desk of the hotel, saying that the balance on Song Xinheng's card was not enough to pay for tonight's room fee.

He didn't bring a credit card with him, and after deducting the money for the air ticket back to the company, the remaining money was only enough to spend until today.The luggage had already been packed and placed on the balcony of the hotel. According to the original plan, he didn't plan to live there tonight.But now, the atmosphere of the conversation with Wink clearly made Song Xinheng feel that it is basically impossible to request the other party's containment.

"If I heard correctly, did you ask the hotel to put your luggage at the front desk just now?" Although there was no intention of eavesdropping, Wink still caught the sensitive keyword and asked Song Xinheng for confirmation: "If you guessed correctly, you Catch a flight tonight?"

"The ticket is for tomorrow." Song Xinheng became embarrassed for a moment: "Sorry, how should I say... I should have been kicked out..."

Wink's suspicious look was uncomfortable, as if he had guessed his mind, and Song Xinheng, who was labeled as self-righteous, immediately explained: "I didn't mean it... When I was in England, Chancheng changed a lot of pounds for me. I didn't bring a few cards... I ran here by myself, and stayed here for another week, but the little money... I couldn't support it no matter what."

Did this guy come here after getting married?If you want to save money, why do you have to live in such an expensive hotel?

Song Xinheng is not good at lying, Wink glanced at him, but did not find traces of poor acting on the other party's face.

Sighing, Wink took out his wallet, took out three hundred-yuan bills from it, and handed them to Song Xinheng: "Save it, you don't have to return it." Seeing that Song Xinheng didn't answer it, he took out another one after thinking about it: "Here, give me another bill." You have one, enough for you to eat tomorrow."

The direction of the story was completely different from Song Xinheng's imagination. He looked at Wink, but was at a loss for words when he wanted to say something.

"It will be recognized...if you live in an ordinary hotel." Still trying to argue, even if he took the four banknotes, it was too thin for Song Xinheng, who has long been accustomed to a luxurious life: "Can you borrow more money?" Do you want it? I will return it to you when I go back."

On the day they broke up, Song Xinheng was neatly removed from the contact book by Wink.Since it was deleted, and he didn’t want to have other contact methods other than group communication, Wink looked through his wallet. He usually doesn’t carry a card with him, and his electronic bank is always empty. He usually takes a few hundred yuan for emergency As long as, at this moment, there is only one piece of 50 yuan and a few scattered coins left in it.

Although they are both idols, the simplicity of Wink's private life is completely different from Song Xinheng's extravagance.After finding no more money, Wink, who didn't agree with Song Xinheng's view on consumption, hesitated for a while before saying, "Forget it, you'll stay at my house tonight."

Even during the relationship, Song Xinheng knew that in Wink's heart, money will always be more important than himself.Worried that Wink would dislike him for wasting money, Song Xinheng used to prepare everything for him ready-made.Although he was very dissatisfied with his ex-boyfriend's request to stay at his home, he was unwilling to lend him more money, for other considerations, and did not want Song Xinheng to be photographed by the media.

Is this ambiguous?The flattered Song Xinheng was still in a daze, and the few banknotes in his hand were withdrawn again.

Before Wink had time to regret his generosity just now, the money came back to his hand. He stroked it contentedly and put it back into his wallet. He raised his head and asked Song Xinheng, "Are you going to pick up your luggage now, or tomorrow? Do you want help?" ?”

Even though he asked, Song Xinheng could tell that he would never help, fearing that Wink would go back on his word, Song Xinheng quickly said that he would take it tomorrow. Wink nodded, put the wallet back into his pocket, the atmosphere was very strange, Song Xinheng followed him into the room silently.

Wink's house and Song Xinheng's house were not bought at the same time, and their styles are quite different.The living room of Song Xinheng’s house is full of messages of rich people, while the one of Wink’s house has no sense of design, it is just a living room that is a little bigger than ordinary people’s house and has more things.Just from the design of the bedroom, I have considered that Wink will live in, and the master bedroom of Song Xinheng's house is designed especially for home.

It turned out that before Wink had time to visit his new home, Song Xinheng was caught off guard and dumped.

After all, he had lived in Wink's house, and Song Xinheng was very familiar with all the places. As expected, all the items related to him were cleaned up except for the group photo of five people. Wink entered the room, automatically ignoring the existence of the other person, and just made himself a steaming cup of coffee, brought it over and sat opposite Song Xinheng.

"You should know that I don't mean anything else. You sleep on the sofa tonight. Don't move anything in the living room. The remote control is on the refrigerator. You can use the air conditioner as you like." Ask me something? Can you talk now?"

There is no need to worry about being noticed by the neighbors in the indoor conversation, and Wink's mood is much more relaxed.Song Xinheng glanced at him, got up and poured himself a cup of hot water, and when he sat back, he said after a long while: "If I divorce, is it still possible for us?"

"What do you think?" Wink picked a few dried fruits from the bag: "Since you asked, is it because you think there are?"

Wink's diet is strictly controlled. From his sharp chin recently, Song Xinheng guessed that he probably didn't eat dinner again.Although it is very distressing, Song Xinheng also knows that his concern will be very affectionate.He quietly looked at Wink's profile, still unable to accept the person he had loved for so long, even if he was still sitting there, his future life would not have any intersection with him.

"I'm sorry, I know I did a stupid thing, marrying someone else casually, no matter what the purpose is, it's annoying to you... The idea of ​​wanting to see you at the wedding scene is also naive, no wonder you feel that Ridiculous." He paused, and then said: "Even after doing so many unnecessary things, I still find that I can't not like you, and I really can't accept being separated from you."

Wink took a sip of coffee, only feeling more tired: "You mean, even if I don't want to marry you?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't get married for the rest of your life. If you like, you can keep me secret for the rest of your life."

Since the beginning of dating, Song Xinheng, who always wanted to make the relationship public, when did he change his mind? Wink got up from the sofa, went to the kitchen to rinse his cup, and when he came out again, Song Xinheng was still waiting for his answer.Wink was very familiar with those eyes. He sat down and helped Song Xinheng tidy up the broken hair on his forehead like one day four years ago.

"It's not just you who are thinking about why we separated..." He smiled: "It's not just about marriage, and it's not just about you. I'm sorry. I didn't realize it until after we broke up. It seems that since a long time ago, I I just want to separate from you."

"Actually, sooner or later we will be separated." Wink smiled: "After all, I don't like you long ago."