After getting married, the actor always wants to leave me a legacy

Zhang Zhuoye stretched his waist and jumped off the bed, "Fu Chang Fu Sui, you are already here, where are you going if I'm not here?"

"I mean how did you guess that I was here, and how did you get in?" Tang Zong stared at Zhang Zhuoye who suddenly came to the door.

Tang Zong took Zhang Zhuoye to this place once, and it was Tang Zong's so-called secret base, the apartment of nearly [-] square meters but only one bedroom and one living room.

When Zhang Zhuoye first moved into Tang Zong's house, he mishandled a durian biochemical weapon, polluting the whole villa. At that time, Tang Zong brought him to the nearest residence, which was here, for convenience.

"You still need to guess about this place? When you can't find anyone, of course you have to find a secret place." Zhang Zhuoye took out a bunch of keys from under the pillow and waved them in front of Tang Zong, "I'm worried that someday you won't be able to find them." People, quietly hunger strike somewhere to starve themselves to death, so they were given a set of keys, and it seems that they can still be used.”

"..." Tang Zong said with a stiff face, "You are really planning ahead."

"That's not it." Zhang Zhuoye sighed: "Grandpa Tang is not easy. In order to keep an eye on you, I almost installed a radar positioning for you. There are always times when people want to be alone and quiet and don't want to be disturbed. I understand, but patients Everyone is always worried about their safety.”

A trace of disappointment appeared in Tang Zong's eyes, "Grandpa asked you to come?"

He didn't know that Zhang Zhuoye knew this place, so he still chose to stay here. There might be a little expectation in his heart that Zhang Zhuoye would come to him, but if Zhang Zhuoye didn't want to come...

"Of course I came here by myself. Grandpa Tang doesn't know where you are yet." Zhang Zhuoye pointed to his cheek, "When you're not here, I don't think about tea or food. You see, I'm hungry and thin."

I haven't smoked a chili-flavored drink recently, and I am reluctant to buy it directly at a high price in the system store. The weight gain is a bit fast, and Zhang Zhuoye has to temporarily control his weight by dieting.

Tang Zong did not see any signs of weight loss from that face, but it was true that his complexion was not very good, and his tone softened, "Now you know where I am, go back, I want to be alone for a while time."

"You want to drive me away?" Zhang Zhuoye hugged the quilt nervously, his eyes were watery, "I heard that there is no one in the house, it lacks popularity, and it is easy to be haunted. Now I am left alone in such a big place at home. Stay, I dare not live!"

Tang Zong took a deep breath, "Where are people? Where did they go? They don't care about you? Just leave you alone?" There was unconscious anger in his tone.

"Oh, I thought it was almost Chinese New Year, so I gave all the servants and chefs a holiday, and Uncle Nan also sent him to the hospital to accompany Grandpa and Nan Qiu." Zhang Zhuoye blinked and squeezed out a drop of crocodile tears, " Husband, don't chase me away, the house is empty, I'm afraid."

Tang Zong's anger disappeared, he exhaled weakly, and said in a dying struggle: "...If you are willing to sleep in the living room, I will let you stay."

Even if he knew that Zhang Zhuoye did it on purpose, even if he came for him, he still couldn't refuse, Zhang Zhuoye had no relatives and no reason, so he couldn't really let him stay in the hotel alone until the New Year.

"Okay husband, I'm sure I won't disturb your cleanliness." Zhang Zhuoye had a good reason to join him, and he was not afraid of being driven back by Tang Zong. He put away the tears he had finally squeezed out, and went to the living room with a quilt in his arms. The sofa made the bed.

I thought that Zhang Zhuoye would roll around and pester him to sleep on the bed, but he actually went to sleep on the sofa obediently. Tang Zong's face darkened, "...The conditions here are no better than at home. Although the living room is also heated, it is still a little bit uncomfortable to sleep here at night. A little cold."

"As long as my husband is willing to let me stay, it's fine, I'm not afraid of the cold." Zhang Zhuoye spread the quilt quickly, showing a big smile.

Tang Zong opened his mouth, and finally choked out a sentence, "...Then take an extra quilt."

"Good Le!"

After Zhang Zhuoye made the bed in the living room, he closed the door intimately for Tang Zong, as if he really didn't want to disturb Tang Zong's personal space.

The living room and bedroom are separated into two different worlds by a door.

Under the soft light, Tang Zong was sitting on the head of the bed, with the quilt that Zhang Zhuoye had just covered his body, it seemed that Zhang Zhuoye's body temperature still remained in the quilt, and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

When Zhang Zhuoye came last time, he was also driven to sleep on the sofa. This time, he also let Zhang Zhuoye sleep on the sofa, but he couldn't return to his previous mentality.

The two quilts outside are cold, Zhang Zhuoye has to rely on his body temperature to rewarm him.

There is nothing outside, the sofa is not as wide and comfortable as the bed, Zhang Zhuoye does not sleep well, turning over the quilt may cause air leakage.

Zhang Zhuoye is so afraid of the cold, he wraps himself up like a bear when it gets cold, isn't it really cold in the living room?

Zong's troubled thoughts were interrupted by an overseas phone call.

"Hello, Doctor Short." Tang Zong picked up the phone, quickly organized his thoughts, and spoke pure English, "I have something to talk to you about."

The person on the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Tang Zong was organized and clear-headed, "Tang, are you okay? You haven't had treatment for more than two months this time, I think you have to come, In order to avoid the uncontrollable disease and accidents.”

"This is exactly what I want to tell you." Tang Zong unconsciously rubbed the dragon crystal bracelet on his wrist, and said, "My emotions have been basically under control for the past two months, and I rarely Thoughts of self-mutilation and suicide, insomnia and anorexia have improved a lot, although hallucinations still occur, but much less than before, is it a sign of improvement?"

Dr. Short paused: "Tang, if it's what you said, then you must come over for an examination as soon as possible. I can't tell whether your condition is good or bad during the phone call."

Tang Zong hesitated, "Dr. Short, since receiving treatment, although the condition has remained relatively stable for a period of time after each treatment, the interval between each treatment is getting shorter and shorter."

"At the earliest, I needed treatment once every 83 days, and then 79 days, 36 days, until the last treatment, only [-] days later, I had to take medicine. If this continues, I will fall into a situation where I can't control myself. But if I'm getting better and it's not necessary, I hope the treatment can be delayed."

Dr. Short seriously persuaded: "Don, every patient hopes to recover. I understand you. As a doctor, I just don't want you to hold on. If you do something irreversible when you are not conscious enough , then it’s already too late, we still have to come for treatment as soon as possible.”

"Of course, I will pay attention to propriety." Tang Zong and Dr. Short talked about the recent situation, hung up the phone, and moved his eyes to the dragon crystal bracelet on his wrist.

Ever since Zhang Zhuoye gave this thing to him, it was also the beginning of his sleep condition and appetite getting better. Whether intentionally or not, he really followed what Zhang Zhuoye said, never leaving his body.

This was the first gift Zhang Zhuoye gave him, maybe at that time, his feelings towards Zhang Zhuoye were different.

And another gift....

Tang Zong lifted the quilt and got off the bed, took out a box from the safe and opened it. The exquisite four-leaf clover ring in the box had never been worn before. He stroked the lettering on the ring and read it again, "Tang Zong's life is smooth Safety..."

"I don't know how long this life is?" He slowly lowered his eyelids, if he could have more time...

Tang Zong walked into the living room quietly without turning on the light. Zhang Zhuoye seemed to have fallen asleep. He covered his head and curled up on the sofa in the living room. There was a pillow stuffed in the quilt, which seemed to be used to replace a rabbit doll.

Taking advantage of the night, Tang Zong took out the pillow and threw it on the ground, picked up Zhang Zhuoye and transferred him to the bed, and arranged Zhang Zhuoye to sleep on his body, and finally covered him tightly with a quilt.

Zhang Zhuoye felt a light kiss on his forehead, his eyes opened quietly, his eyes slid around Tang Zong's chin, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, the living room was actually not cold, but Tang Zong seemed to think he was cold .

Smiling silently, Zhang Zhuoye waited until Tang Zong, and this time he really started to sleep.

No one called Zhang Zhuoye, and he could always sleep until mid-morning, but when he woke up today, Tang Zong was still asleep, hugging Zhengxiang who was sleeping, "I haven't had a good rest these days."

Instead of quarreling with Tang Zong, Zhang Zhuoye yawned and lay down to sleep again. This time he slept soundly. When he woke up, even the lunch Tang Zong left for him by the bedside was so cold that there was no heat left.

Zhang Zhuoye sat up abruptly, looked at the time, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Zong was long gone.

He was a little flustered, and he was anxious to find Tang Zong not only to look at Tang Zong, but also to watch the response of the Dragon Crystal Bracelet. Tang Zong was not in a good mood recently, and the Dragon Crystal Bracelet would get hot from time to time, although it wasn't very hot. This also shows that Tang Zong's idea of ​​committing suicide is just around the corner, which is really worrying.

...

On the bridge on the golden waterfront in City A, there was a sudden commotion, "Someone is going to jump off the bridge!"

Not long after, a group of people gathered under the bridge.

There was a young man on the bridge. He crossed the guardrail of the bridge and stood on the edge of the bridge. He was only half a step away from falling from the top. The wind on the bridge was strong, blowing the young man on the bridge. People are on the verge of falling, and it seems that they may fall at any time.

The hearts of the onlookers were all in their throats, for fear that if they were not careful, a catastrophe would happen right before their eyes.

"Young people—come down quickly, it's dangerous up there!" the well-meaning people shouted loudly, but the young people on the bridge seemed to be unable to hear the sound.

He was wearing a peaked cap and a mask on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes were a little dazed, and he was immersed in a mood of self-defeating.

Can he give Zhang Zhuoye happiness?How could Zhang Zhuoye like him who is half-hearted?

If it is known that he still misses other people, Zhang Zhuoye will leave him, hate him, and never treat him like this again...

He doesn't deserve it.

It's better to let Zhang Burning Night free as soon as possible...

"Is there anything you can't think about, young man, let's talk slowly when we come down, there is nothing that can't be overcome—"

There were more and more people watching, and it seemed that someone had called the police. The cell phone on the young man suddenly rang, and the young man picked up the phone with his eyes clear.

"Husband, I see that the kitchen is quite complete. You buy some food and come back. We will have dinner at home tonight. You haven't eaten my cooking yet, have you?"

The young man paused, with a little expectation in his eyes, and said slowly, "What kind of food do you want?"

Listening to the name of the dish reported on the phone, the young man quickly climbed into the railing and was about to leave.

"Don't you want to jump off the bridge? Don't jump?" The onlookers were a little dumbfounded.

The young man seemed to have just realized the situation of being watched, and coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, let me go, you are in the way, my wife is waiting for me to buy vegetables and go home."

play?Onlookers: "..."