The Decade Old Love Chapter 8

Luke Jiang actually regrets it a bit. Over the years, he has developed skills and developed a temper by being surrounded and fawned over by the outsiders. He couldn't stand disobedience from people around him, but he had no habit of actually beating Owen He.

"I told you not to get into trouble with me because of outsiders." Although Luke Jiang felt guilty, he looked confident: "That friend of yours must not be a good person, he is elsewhere."

Owen He pushed him away and sat upright, gently touching his red and swollen cheek. Yun Danfeng smiled softly: "You are not a good person either, let's go elsewhere."

"At first, I just felt that even the hard life with you went by very fast. I was full of joy and survived the seven-year itch and made a ten-year appointment. But I didn't expect that people will always change. The reason why people change is just because He wants to change." Owen He closed his eyes. He didn't want to devote his remaining energy and warm life to Luke Jiang: "Let's separate for a while, and I don't want to keep a shabby house by myself."

When Owen He said this, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his voice was soft and clear, as calm as a casual chat with his lover.

Luke Jiang was stunned for a long time before he replied bitterly: "If the adultery is discovered, the jar will be broken. Do you want me to let you and your mistress sleep together? How can there be such a good business?"

Owen He only found it funny: "My shares are not enough for you? Do you still want me to compensate you for your valuable youth and leave you a breakup fee?"

"Speaking of shares, I remembered that when I bought this house, you were unwilling to sign, so it was in my own name." Luke Jiang sneered: "I don't need you to compensate me anymore, just clean up and leave the house. That's not right, either. Your mistress doesn't want you to endure hardship, so you don't care about this shabby house, right? "

Owen He finally frowned, his eyes full of bleakness and haggard. He stopped smiling and sighed softly: "Why bother? You want to destroy the relationship of fourteen years without leaving any room?"

Luke Jiang felt an inexplicable sting in his heart. He leaned over and hugged Owen He's shoulders, softening his voice: "Zhishu, I'm just talking nonsense. We don't care. You know that I have a bad temper and you still irritate me. My temper is worse than before." It's much bigger..."

"Let's split it up." Owen He said the same thing, took his cell phone from the coffee table and sent a text message to Alex Ai - help me arrange chemotherapy.

Luke Jiang's frustrated hands shook, and the anger he was forced to endure made his forehead twitch: "Don't joke with me, Owen He."

"I'm serious. I've never been one to give in. You know how annoying I am."

Luke Jiang clenched his teeth, grabbed Owen He's wrist with one hand and dragged him out the door: "You can damn well do it! Get out, get out now!"

Luke Jiang thought it was a rather fierce argument at first, but he never expected to hear Owen He dare to say let go. He didn't have time to think about how much of the intense emotion in his heart was due to anger and how much was due to panic. He even felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he could only calm down a little by venting without hesitation.

Owen He was locked out by Luke Jiang. He was only wearing a thin coat, single pants and cotton slippers.

It wasn't cold in the elevator building of the high-end apartment, but Owen He couldn't bear the slightest pain now. Unable to walk, he huddled at the door. He hugged his knees and buried his face in them, shivering slightly.

Owen He 's nose started to bleed again. He wiped it randomly with his shirt, his eyes were blurry with a headache. He felt very cold, not only his body, but also his heart felt as if there was a hole in it, and there was a strong wind blowing. He knew less and less the man he had loved with all his heart for fourteen years.

When Owen He was dizzy with fever, he seemed to see light in the dark and gloomy corridor. A tall and handsome boy from high school walked toward him against the light, holding a ball and smiling like a silly big wolf dog.