handshake on sunset boulevard

It's spring, and Bi Wenjun said that he is ashamed this spring, and that the whole of Shanghai will celebrate Zhu Zhengting's birthday next spring, and Zhu Zhengting said, "You know, I didn't care about these things."

Bi Wenjun thought of a thousand ways to celebrate Zhu Zhengting's birthday, but for the sake of his legs, she ruled out more than 900 ways... Recently, Bi Wenjun's mental state has been deteriorating. The most difficult thing for a man is that both his career and his lover are in the same situation. generally incomplete.When a person is pushed to a certain point, his personality will change.Zhu Zhengting's relief will make Bi Wenjun feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Don't face reality, hypnotize yourself, can't be on stage, can't go out to work, anything posted on the Internet will be deleted... What a world this is.Bi Wenjun doesn’t take sleeping pills, and she wants to soak in sleeping pill soup every day. If hitting him on the head with a golf club can cause memory loss, he would have already done it... Before hitting him, he must not forget to hit Zhu Zhengting hard , it's better to knock him down to the IQ of a three-year-old, so that he won't be troubled by disabilities. He laughed that he has become a devil, and he has such a terrific plan.

Many nights, when Zhu Zhengting woke up in Bi Wenjun's arms, when he looked up, he could see Bi Wenjun staring at his head with big empty eyes... Zhu Zhengting would hold his big hand to accompany him in sleepless nights.

In the two months since he was discharged from the hospital, Zhu Zhengting left the wheelchair and the clumsy crutch... It seems that he still cannot do without the crutch.

Pei Han called and said that the rehabilitation training included toe-holding exercises, squat exercises, resistance exercises for ankle inversion, and of course, exercises for going up and down steps.

"Can you play the game of going up stairs? Junjun? That rock-paper-scissors game won the last game." Zhu Zhengting stood in front of the steps on the first floor of the fire escape, with both hands hanging on Bi Wenjun's right hand arm, turned his head and patted Bi Wenjun playfully and asked.

"Do you want to play with that?" Bi Wenjun stretched out her left hand and scratched the bridge of his small nose.

"Yes, yes!" Zhu Zhengting twisted his body to get ready, hopping on one foot.

Zhu Zhengting's rock-paper-scissors punching rules were easily found by Bi Wenjun, so Bi Wenjun lost half a floor to him, but every time Zhu Zhengting held the handrail up a flight of steps with great interest and crookedness, it was all against Bi Wenjun. It was a mental torture...not to mention he was still smiling so happily.

"...Let's play hard, little Misty." Bi Wenjun called him.

"What what!?" Zhu Zhengting was so childish that he leaned on the armrest and looked at him in excitement.

"The loser goes up against the winner, does that count as bullying you?"

"I'm not afraid! I'm a normal person! Come on, come on!" These words really touched Bi Wenjun's heart.

Bi Wenjun punched Zhu Zhengting behind his back, and he persistently felt that even if there was a mountain in front of him, he could turn it over without panting.

"Junjun, we're on the fourth floor, we're home." Zhu Zhengting's sleeves were dripping with sweat, and he tugged at Bi Wenjun's collar.

"Not yet." Bi Wenjun held him up and weighed him up, "Carry you up to the top floor, you can go anywhere."

Later, Zhu Zhengting obediently lay on his back, listening to his heartbeat slowly accelerating, listening to his shortness of breath, his life was as exciting as the engine of a sports car being bombarded by the two of them.This game of riding Bi Wenjun was carried out with great enjoyment, and the big brothers of the security team who watched the monitoring directly gave Zhu Zhengting the key to the fire escape.

"Thank you." Zhu Zhengting pawed behind Bi Wenjun, ashamed as a flower that couldn't bloom.

"Mr. Zhu will recover soon."

"He will." Bi Wenjun bit her waist.

"Junjun, it's my birthday, let's go to the beach." One day Zhu Zhengting was lying on his back, counting his hair with his fingertips like a spring onion.

"Is that just a wish?"

"Prepare some rose petals for me~"

"Let's say one more~"

"Give me a beautiful crutch with Bi Wenjun's name written on it. You have to be as beautiful as me."

"Any more?"

"Fly a kite."

"Come again~"

"...buy another fax machine...to translate...to French." Bi Wenjun couldn't figure out why his lips were trembling at the time.

No matter how dejected, Bi Wenjun and Zhu Zhengting were sitting in Miss Wan's car, and still saw fans holding cannons at the gate of the airport.

"Sister Wan, Wenjun, many girls are coming to see Junjun~" Zhu Zhengting patted Bi Wenjun and pointed at those fans excitedly.

"Sister Wan, please take him to park the car, and Kangkang and I will go in." Bi Wenjun took Zhu Zhengting's gesticulating little hand, and put the mask and hat on Zhu Zhengting's body.

"Zhengting, how's your leg?" Sister Wan looked at Zhu Zhengting through the rearview mirror.

"Sister, I don't affect my normal life..."

"That's good. When Wenjun pays the liquidated damages, he will be freed, and I will be freed too...but now the endless snow hides..."

"Sister, Wenjun won't drag you down, the liquidated damages will be paid after the annual meeting." Zhu Zhengting smiled beautifully at Sister Wan in the rearview mirror.

On the small red-painted wooden boat floating on Compulo Beach, Zhu Zhengting was covered with a hotel bath towel, lying curled up in a circle of thick rose petals, holding a walking stick with black body and silver handle in his arms. A diamond-encrusted silver medal engraved with BWJ swayed in the wind, jingling.He lay down and looked at Bi Wenjun, who was holding the rope from a distance, rubbing mischievously among the petals, and shaking her little feet beautifully. This was the love that Zhu Zhengting had dreamed of in the classroom that year.

"Junjun, Hongxia is here, let's go ashore." Zhu Zhengting waved his hand, but his legs did not allow him to swim.

"Come~" Bi Wenjun opened his hands to pick him up from the boat, Zhu Zhengting hugged him face to face, and wrapped his legs around Bi Wenjun's waist. Bi Wenjun unbuttoned his shirt to cover his thin body, and he was really confused I shivered.

"Going ashore!" Zhu Zhengting hung on Bi Wenjun excitedly and wriggled around.

"Don't move..." Bi Wenjun looked at Zhu Zhengting who was naked, with petals still hanging on her glittering shoulders, couldn't take it anymore, and grabbed Zhu Zhengting's butt to keep him from moving, "Don't be awkward!"

Zhu Zhengting's delicate face was buried in Bi Wenjun's neck, he turned his head to fiddle with the sea water to cover up his shyness, hummed a ditty pretendingly, his chest was pressed against Bi Wenjun's, the neck veins were more distinct, and the eye sockets belonged to night elves.

There was no one on the coast, even if there were people, it was as dark as the end of the world. Zhu Zhengting straddled Bi Wenjun in front of him. It was so late at night that he could only see Bi Wenjun's bright teeth, and Bi Wenjun was smiling.

You can only find a mouth and kiss it. Zhu Zhengting bit down, and Bi Wenjun rolled over and pressed him under him. Wenjun dragged her left leg and pulled back, Bi Wenjun really couldn't do it again and again.

"Stop making trouble." Zhu Zhengting was pulled back by Bi Wenjun and hugged him, his right knee was protected by Bi Wenjun's hand, "Happy birthday." Bi Wenjun pinched his chin and held his Adam's apple. After Zhu Zhengting was discharged from the hospital, Bi Wenjun possessed him for the first time. Old couples are used to their lives, and this scene of tenderness is abnormal.

Bi Wenjun pushed him and asked him if he liked it. Zhu Zhengting said that this was too primitive, and he might have been his lover when he was a caveman.

"Mountain...Shantop Cave...People, Wenjun...ah...you bite me...on the shoulder... .bit hard..."

Bi Wenjun had no time to think about it, so she bit him hard on the shoulder from top to bottom. Zhu Zhengting cried out in pain and asked him to use more force, so blood oozes from the tooth mark.

This night, Zhu Zhengting was carried back to the hotel by Bi Wenjun's one-handed princess, and a crutch beeped on the concrete pavement, awakening the dawn.

Zhu Zhengting had a small idea in Bi Wenjun's arms, which turned into a decision.