non-contractual relationship

Chapter 45

Ankang looked at Zheng Fei and his crumpled clothes, his eyes drifted away for two seconds, he moved away from the door, and took two steps outside: "Don't stay here, it's cold at night."

"No, you answer me first, what are you doing with your bag? It's late at night, where are you going, have I allowed it?"

Ankang lowered his head and smiled, this smile was reflected in Zheng Feihe's eyes, and the corners of his mouth dryly twitched: "I think I'm going to leave tomorrow, it's better to go early."

Zheng Fei and the evil fire that had just been suppressed in his heart swished upwards, stepped forward and grabbed Ankang's bag, and tried his best to suppress his voice and said, "No, you are not allowed to go anywhere in the middle of the night! Whoever tells you to come if you want , I can leave as soon as I want. Yes, I was a little aggressive just now. I said something wrong and serious. I shouldn’t stay here and reflect. I shouldn’t drive people away when I get angry, but you don’t have to. Listen."

Without competing with Zheng Feihe, Ankang let go of his hand holding the bag and looked around: "Keep your voice down, it's midnight."

"I won't! You can't leave anyway." Zheng Feihe, who was still worried about the neighbors and lowered his voice, seized the opportunity and yelled at the top of his voice. While complaining, he dragged Ankang into the house: "You come in with me. , you won’t be able to disturb others, let’s go.”

Ankang stood where he was, motionless.

Zheng Feihe tried again, but still did not move Ankang.

"Zheng Feihe!" Zheng Feihe turned his head, because it was the first time he saw Ankang frowning, his men couldn't help but pause.

Feeling the strength of Zheng Fei and relaxation, Ankang reluctantly broke away from his hand: "I have never regarded this place as a place where I can come and leave whenever I want. Think about it carefully, I come and go here , isn’t it always up to you to decide?”

Thinking about it carefully, it was true that whenever he invited Ankang to the apartment, Ankang never said no to himself.In his memory, there is almost only the word "en" or the default expression.Does that mean that when he thought he was thinking about Ankang, Ankang might not have accommodated him.After all, the life of the two of them during this time has always been incredibly smooth.But obviously before, he was said to be too arbitrary by more than one person.

Zheng Feihe was suddenly at a loss, wanted to scratch his neck with his hand, raised it halfway and put it down: "Is there any?" At the end, his voice sounded like a moaning mosquito.

Ankang raised his head and looked into Zheng Feihe's eyes: "...I'm not a pet or a dodder, I can't completely erase my consciousness and thoughts. Sometimes, what you want me to do, I Maybe...it really can't be done."

"Just resting here for another night, can't this be done?" Zheng Feihe looked at Ankang with disbelief on his face.

Ankang looked at the ceiling, rolled his eyes around, and finally eliminated the momentary hesitation in his heart. He turned his gaze back to Zheng Feihe's face, and asked a question that he had kept in his heart for a long time: "If I'm not wrong, you should be thinking about how to make me give up working in Yuehua recently, right?"

Zheng Feihe, who really meant this, looked at Ankang's bitter smile, his confidence was slightly lacking, and his voice dropped another eight beats: "Really?" He obviously hadn't had time to say his plan, how could Ankang know? of?

Stretching the wrist that was grabbed by Zheng Feihe just now, Ankang pulled a strap of the bag from Zheng Feihe's hand sideways, and explained in a low voice: "I understand, you have no bad intentions. As for how I know... ...."

Ankang recalled the way he didn't pick up on him when he mentioned resuming work some time ago and the way he didn't like it, and Anlan's beating when he went to work this week: "I'm not blind."

Looking at it from this angle, Zheng Feihe could only see Ankang's slightly deeper dimple, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what was in the dimple now.

He didn't speak.

Taking a breath, Ankang raised his eyes, stood up and stared at Zheng Feihe seriously, spit out what he had held back for a long time but dared not say: "Zheng Feihe, I thought for a long time before I figured it out. In my mind, what is the most important thing in a relationship.

"Before, I thought it was like my parents accompanying each other and never leaving.

"Later I found out that everyone is different and I can only be myself.

"What I want the most, what I care about the most, is self-reliance.

"Correspondingly, do you know what is the most important thing in the emotional relationship I desire?"

Zheng Feihe still didn't respond.To be honest, he guessed a little bit of the answer, but when the answer quietly surfaced, he found that he might not have done well before.

"It's not gender, it's not time and space, it's equality.

"You may not realize it, and I didn't realize it before. Sometimes it's self-deception, sometimes it's really forgotten, but today I suddenly woke up again.

"As long as you don't realize it for a day and I don't face it for a day, there will be no substantial change in our relationship.

"People around you, people around me, strangers, they will not change their opinion of us. Even if I don't want to plot you from the beginning to the end.

"So, do you understand?"

Zheng Feihe wanted to say "I understand", but couldn't.He knew that as long as these words were spoken, Ankang would definitely leave tonight.He didn't want him to go.Although Ankang's attitude was very peaceful and the matter hadn't reached the point of no return, he still didn't want him to go.He always felt that he would regret letting this person go at this time.

But Ankang didn't give him this chance: "Give me the right to make decisions, which is the most basic equality I want." After a pause, Ankang stretched out his hand to Zheng Feihe, holding another bag in his hand, "So, now, can you give me my bag back?"

In fact, Ankang still has a lot to say in his heart, but at this time pointing out all the accusations in life one by one, the gap between him and Zheng Feihe will be even bigger-this person may not have noticed these at all The subtleties, and these small gaps made him feel stuck in his throat.

After all, they still don't know each other well enough.

On the other side of the unspoken, Ankang also understands it in his heart.Among these frictions that he didn't mention, some of them were empathy touched by his family changes, and had nothing to do with Zheng Feihe.Really care about one by one, is hurting people.

So, looking at the motionless Zheng Feihe, he just pointed to Zheng Feihe's hand that was still holding on to the corner of the bag, and signaled to Zheng Feihe: "Now, I want to go. Just now."

"No!" As soon as Zheng Feihe finished speaking, he felt that Ankang's "accusation" was just confirmed, and immediately changed the subject: "I mean, I made a slip of the tongue about moving out, you don't have to Really do it. We are too impulsive tonight, there is no need to quarrel over a ledger..."

Ankang didn't speak, just looked at Zheng Feihe, just watching quietly.

Zheng Feihe was stunned.He sensed that something in his own words had ignited a fire in Ankang's body.A series of small sparks appeared on this line of fire, detonating all the dissatisfaction in their previous relationship.

All his words were blocked back.His Adam's apple twitched uneasily, and he let go of the hand he had been holding.

Ankang took the bag, patted it, and straightened it out. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence to Zheng Feihe: "I'm going first."

......

On the other hand, the time is pulled forward three hours.

An Lan, who had put Bai Mimi to sleep, turned on her phone, checked the time, thought about it, but was still worried, so she simply drove back to Yuehua store.When we arrived, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

There was a little bright light in the small bedroom separated from the office.

An Lan walked in, Bai Yuehua was leaning on the sofa and looking at the information, when he saw An Lan came back, he raised his eyes: "Mimi is asleep?"

"En." Looking at the serious Bai Yuehua in a suit, An Lan felt bad again: "When will your case be over?"

Putting down the materials and taking off the frame, Bai Yuehua pinched the bridge of his nose: "Come on, if I didn't forget to pick up the materials today, I will definitely go home to accompany you and Mi Mi, and I don't need to come here temporarily."

After speaking, she hugged An Lan who suddenly sat on her body: "You can just stay at home, why are you here?"

"There's something wrong." An Lan was wrestling with Bai Yuehua's cross knot: "By the way, let's see how miserable our lawyer Bai is. Let's make a mockery of it and have a good time."

Bai Yuehua smiled: "What happened again? At seven o'clock, Mi Mi complained to me that you didn't get home, so I thought something was wrong."

Avoiding the previous question that must have made this person uncomfortable, An Lan squinted her eyes and thought about the answer to the latter question, and refrained from mentioning Zheng Feihe's name. Bai Yuehua's impression of Ankang was already very bad, so she should not continue to give it to him. Added extra material: "It's okay, just a little trouble this afternoon, it was just a matter of smoothing things over. It was just a delay, the time to go back was not in time, and there was a bit of traffic jam on the road."

"En." Bai Yuehua took An Lan's hand and moved it away, and let this man play with a bow tie, fearing that he would be strangled to death today: "You haven't said anything yet, what's going on now?"

"Come and see you." An Lan picked up the documents on the sofa, turned over and sat beside her: "Let me see, what is this?"

"This case is a bit tricky." Bai Yuehua noticed that An Lan was avoiding the question, and followed his words.

"I've been fascinated by it for so many years, now I'm reluctant to give you some advice."

Seeing that An Lan was flipping through the documents, Bai Yuehua thought about the things he had related to Yuehua and An Lan during this period, and asked unexpectedly: "Ding Mo is busy recently, I haven't seen him for a long time, Uncle Ding also keeps talking Him. When will he come to Yuehua tonight?"

Before she opened her mouth to answer, An Lan realized that she had been tricked and gave Bai Yuehua a hateful look.

Bai Yuehua, who discovered the clue, was not timid, and looked at An Lan with questioning eyes.

An Lan had no choice but to deal with Bai Yuehua like this, and gave up on herself: "Twelve o'clock."

"Purpose? Accompanying personnel?"

"Try to put on this attitude and ask me again." An Lan pulled Bai Yuehua's bow tie again.

Clearing his throat, Bai Yuehua tilted his head and kissed An Lan's temples: "I've developed a habit recently, sorry."

"They said they got a tip and closed it tonight."

"In Yuehua?"

"Otherwise? They came here after the fish that escaped the net." An Lan put the information on the coffee table: "However, Ding Mo said that he has arranged everything, it's not a big problem, it's just a few soldiers."

"It's still too dangerous." Bai Yuehua held back An Lan who was trying to do something wrong on her: "If I didn't tell you just now that I'm here to rest tonight, wouldn't you even plan to tell me?"

"No." An Lan strongly denied, "I must have told you."

Seeing this man's countless small movements, Bai Yuehua knew what he was doing, pulled off his tie, and grabbed the back of An Lan's neck: "You said you would never lie to me again."

An Lan gave up: "...I told you afterwards, how can it be considered a lie?"

Sure enough, Bai Yuehua began to think of himself as a refrigerator again, and turned on An Lan with a cold face, without saying a word.

"I said it before, if I lie to you again, I'll lie flat and let you clean up. Don't be angry?" An Lan raised her eyebrows, touched it with one hand, and rubbed it against Bai Yuehua's lips with the other. : "They close the net at twelve o'clock, you still have a little time to clean me up."

Bai Yuehua was teased enough, but the matter was not over yet, so he deliberately distanced himself from An Lan, and maintained a flat voice: "It sounds exciting, but I'm not interested."

After hearing this, An Lan couldn't help laughing, she recovered her breath, and took a bite of Bai Yuehua's chin who was far away from her: "Think clearly, whether you like to do it or not, don't wait when it's out of date."

Bai Yuehua, who was being pinpointed, cursed in a low voice, and sighed: "What are you stuffing in your head?"

"What you like." An Lan let go of her hand and fell back on the sofa. "Of course, you can also choose to continue to press me for some unnutritious causes and consequences. Tell me or not, that's my freedom."

Bai Yuehua leaned down and asked An Lan's eyes: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Holding Bai Yuehua who was pressed up, An Lan, who had been fooled through the test, relaxed a little, and heard Bai Yuehua answer again: "This matter is not over."

An Lan wanted to push this man away, but it was too late.