Escape from low self-esteem Yu Fan× heartache break defense Chen Jing Shen

Yu Fan's days in the South City are sour and exhausting. Big and small things make him numb, dense and complex emotions weighing him down, just bear it alone, thinking about it. He forced himself to forget the things of the past, forget that only cry crybaby, forget the photo that can not be erased, more and more blurred white figure, forget ...... Forget about Chen Jing Shen. "Another order. Client's paying double for an expedited shot. Can you take it, Yu Fan, Yu Fan?" "!" Yushan snapped back and pinched his fingertips, "Pick up." The client this time was a sweet college couple, and it was already dark after the shoot. The photos were in a hurry, so the shooting time was very tight, and Yu Fan realized that he hadn't eaten anything for most of the day, and his stomach was vaguely nauseous and he was a little dizzy. "Tik-Tok, we're sorry, there are no matching rides nearby." This is the third time the taxi app has shown that the match has failed and you can't get a taxi. "..." Frowning in chagrin, Yu Fan casually scratched his hair, which was frizzy from the hat, and opened the electronic map, heading for the nearby bus stop. The rain was suddenly pattering down. Yu Fan tried to save trouble wearing a thin jacket was drenched by the rain, icy cold against his body, he was freezing and involuntarily shivering. Stomach thoroughly difficult to get up, head dizzy, lazy to move, in the roadside convenience store in front of the shed under the squat. Let's wait for the rain to let up before we take a cab. Since he pulled the black Chen Jing Shen WeChat, he also put him on the top all the time, not willing to withdraw, just used as a meme, conspicuous. He couldn't see Chen Jing Shen when he sent messages anyway. He casually tapped on WeChat and clicked on the top. Taking stock of his salary, he typed out a few lines. He felt that he wasn't quite right, touched his head and rolled it. Trouble... He leaned against the cardboard box at the convenience store and closed his eyes. ... "Ding." Chen Jing Shen, South City. Chen Jing Shen was in the company to modify the program, it was very late and there were not many people in the company. The crisp message tone was particularly abrupt in the quiet office building, his typing hand paused, pressed his brow, and opened his cell phone. The sender is... Yu Fan As if he couldn't believe it, his hand trembled slightly from nervousness as he tried to unlock his phone, but it took him several tries before he succeeded. It is a metaphor for prosperity. "Still owe $2,058." "It's raining a little hard, low fever." "All the cars in Ningcheng are so hard to get." Low Fever. Chen Jingxuan frowned as he flipped through the tickets to Ningcheng. You wait, Yu Shige. Easter egg: Yu Fan rested for a while, barely managed to beat the car, and returned home. He pushed aside the jumble of medicines and lunch boxes on the table, found a thermometer in the corner, and scraped together a temperature. ... . 39.1°C He rubbed his hair in annoyance and opened Wang Yue's chat box, typing, "Take tomorrow..." He paused, "Half a day off." The message was sent, and he nestled into the couch, drifting off to sleep. ... The knock on the door woke Yu Fan up, and he raised his hand to rub his sore eyes, getting up in a daze to open the door. Then he was pounced upon by a familiar temperature and odor. "... Chen Jing Shen? Why are you here?" Chen Jing Shen took the back of his hand and touched Yu Fan's forehead, it was very hot. The belated, lost and found ecstasy and worry and other emotions are intertwined, he can't make sense of it, he just put Yu Fan in his arms, feeling the temperature and undulation that came from him through the thin layer of clothes. He carried Yu Fan to the sofa, and his afterglow caught a glimpse of the various pill boxes cluttering the table, and the cold boxed lunch. He was a little breathless, and after rinsing the cold medicine and coaxing Yu Fan to drink it, his mood barely calmed down. He and Yu Fan stared at each other, his fingertips rubbing Yu Fan's wrist, "Is it really going well, then why are there so many medicines on the table. Really have been eating properly. Will you still have stomach problems." He lowered his head, his speech slowing down, "Yu Fan, don't go any further." Yu Fan looked at him, her ears a little red, "Chen Jing Shen, get out if you're going to be so carnal again." After a few seconds, he looked into Chen Jing Shen's eyes and said seriously, "It won't go away." "Never go again, Chen Jing Shen."