I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 《你是男的我也爱》Ni Shi Nan De Wo Ye Ai
I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 146: What do you want?
A drop of blood from the letter opener falls from the tip of the knife under the influence of gravity.
If he'd known he'd stabbed An-Ziyan himself, the pain would have been much more intense, even though it hurts a lot now.
Mai Ding pushed open the door of apartment and walked dispassionate to the bedroom, he does not look at everything in this house, he is afraid that one more glance will never be Unable to move his feet, When he passed the room where the piano was, he stopped, in his peripheral vision something was missing, he turned his head, his pupils dilated, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, the piano was gone, no, it wasn't gone, it was destroyed, there was wreckage everywhere, how one man could destroy a piano to such an extent, Mai Ding couldn't imagine. He stood there for ten minutes taking in the scene, then went to the closet to get some clothes and left the house. Half a step but now he's, like, taking half a step by himself, one step, two steps, ten steps, further and further away and he's just sitting quietly in the car. This really isn't like An-Ziyan. If it were before, An-Ziyan would have rushed up and forbidden himself to take another step. Half a step on his own, one step, two steps, ten steps, the farther he went, he all just sat quietly in the car.
At the bus stop, Mai Ding couldn't help but look back, An-Ziyan was far away, he knew it was An-Ziyan but he couldn't see anything else, he got off the bus, walked into the building and was gone. Mai Ding squeezed the bag tightly in his hands and although he was the one who mentioned that he didn't want to meet, his heart palpitated so hard he could hardly breathe when he realized that he was waiting for him to leave before going up. Disgusted? Even if An-Ziyan doesn't accept the kid's proposal, their fight will be over soon and things will go wrong and hurt more and more, what's this bad feeling in his heart. The bus stops in front of him, he has two choices, get in or turn around, the choice may mean a different ending but is there a different ending? Mai Ding got on the bus.
Pushing the door open, An-Ziyan throws his jacket and shirt together on the floor, the blood around the wound on his chest had coagulated and turned brownish-red, it looked shocking, he passed through the corridor and glanced at the wreckage of the piano, by the time he came to his senses last night, the piano was already like this.
He had almost opened the car door and grabbed Mai Ding, with every step he took, he felt the demons inside him stirring, if only he would have been able to get out of the car, he would have been able to get out of the car. Having just caught Mai Ding, what would he do, maybe tie him up and lock him up, maybe make him cry and beg, An-Ziyan was bored with what he would do.
He stared down at the wound, it didn't hurt, why, probably because there was something more painful at work.
Work was getting harder and harder for Mai Ding, he didn't have to avoid An-Ziyan, now he knew it was An-Ziyan who was avoiding him, he spent very little time in the PR Department. He made more and more mistakes at work, for more than a week he misplaced several documents, his colleagues tolerated him but he couldn't tolerate himself. He's causing trouble, he hates his own worthlessness and he discovers something horrible, that without An-Ziyan, he can't do anything, doesn't want to do anything, loses the meaning of life, is love really so powerful? What exactly is love? Finally, on the Monday after the weekend, Mai Ding stood in An-Ziyan's office again, he reached out his hand and handed An-Ziyan something, An-Ziyan looked down and it was a resignation letter. He stared at the paper for a moment and looked up, his voice cold and stiff: “What do you mean.”
Mai Ding didn't know why he wanted to run away at that moment but the look on his face, though not any less beautiful, was very... Mai Ding couldn't describe it, his face overlapped with the devil's but then it disappeared.
“Mai Ding, don't go...” He didn't go on but he knew his decision was hasty, even childish and he couldn't stand the way An-Ziyan treated him but what kind of attitude did he want to see from him?
“I don't want to be sensible sometimes. You're not the only one who's headstrong. I don't want to be in this company anymore. I don't want to be around you anymore.” After being with you for a long time, I can tell such lies without any trouble, how long can such lies last, one second or two seconds? Mai Ding turned towards the door, a huge force behind him grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him around, when the shoulder was grabbed, Mai Ding felt ridiculous inside for being so humble, when An-Ziyan grabbed him, He was so happy that he finally cared about himself a little? His shoulders felt like they were being crushed and he raised his eyelids to stare at An-Ziyan, unable to say what he wanted to say... The An-Ziyan in front of him looked so similar and in Grandpa... No, it must be his own illusion.
“An-Ziyan, let go.”
He put his hand on his chest and pushed, hit and punched. He thought that he would die in An-Ziyan's hands, he tried to break his hands, his nails left red marks on the back of his hands, the ring on An-Ziyan's ring finger slipped to his fingertips as Mai Ding struggled.
An-Ziyan's mouth unclenched: “Don't try to leave me, liar, I don't care what you think, I don't care how you feel, I don't care what the hell you want to do, whether you cry, whether it hurts, don't try to leave me.”
Before the physical pain was gone, the emotional pain comes again... is he just an object or a pet to An-Ziyan? The one thing he wanted him to care about the most, he said he didn't.
Mai Ding lifted his hand and punched An-Ziyan: “What do you take me for! What do you take me for!”
The wedding ring fell and Mai Ding, staring at it rolling on the ground, was tempted to crouch down and pick it up and put it back on his ring finger but while Mai Ding was looking at it, An-Ziyan looked at Mai Ding's pale face, the tears in his eyes, his skinned lips and he was startled and suddenly hung down helplessly. He moved and he walked to the window, turned his back on Mai Ding and never said another word. ~ I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 (Sequel) ~
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