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A wall separates two people.

Zhong Heng is taking a shower, and Zhu Shen is booking a plane ticket.

Zhu Shen just booked two tickets to Yancheng tomorrow night, sent a message to Wu Xu, and then turned off the phone.

He has always been so self-willed, doing whatever he thinks of, doing whatever he wants.

If the agent knows that someone who is holding an art exhibition has slipped back to the country, he doesn't know how he should feel.

Zhu Shen doesn't care how Wu Xu will clean up the mess for him. Anyway, Wu Xu has already cultivated a strong body in these years of ups and downs.

The wayward painter only cared about his own treasures. As soon as he returned to his room, he moved several boxes to store his painting tools and drawing paper.

While packing up, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Enter." Zhu Shen said without raising his head.

Not hearing the expected footsteps, Zhu Shen raised his head slightly, and saw Zhong Heng, who was wearing a bathrobe of the same color as himself, standing at the door.

His hair had just been blow-dried and was not fixed with any hairspray, so it was scattered on his head naturally and fluffy. After taking off his elegant suit and leather shoes, Zhong Heng looked much smaller in an instant.

Taking off his calm and alienated elite temperament, Zhu Shen suddenly thought that he had returned to his high school days nine years ago.

He was only 15 years old at that time, and Zhong Heng was only [-] years old.

"finished Wash?"

Zhong Heng nodded, but didn't leave yet.

The movement of Zhu Shen's hands stopped, and he showed a puzzled look: "Do you have anything else to do?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that there was no quilt in the room next door—the quilts in the villa were taken to be washed this morning. There is only one bed left in my own room.

Although the room is not cold, but in February, without a quilt at night, you will always catch cold. Zhu Shen rolled his eyes, tilted his head and asked him, "Why don't you just make do with me tonight?"

Zhong Heng stood at the door without moving, silently looking at him.

Once, twice.

It was said that Zhong Heng was not easy to get along with, Zhu Shen just raised his mouth without hope, but then he saw him walking in with steps.

Zhu Shen just watched him walking towards him, and after a moment of trance, the drawing paper in his hand fell to the ground.

In the past two months in country D, he drew a lot of paintings, and he was leaving tomorrow, so he had to clean them up overnight.In Zhu Shen's eyes, those things that are just too much to take out should be packed up and thrown away.

Zhong Heng's steps landed in front of him, he paused, and bent down to pick up the drawing paper on the ground.

"I don't want this one." Zhu Shen pointed to the wastebasket beside him, motioning for him to throw it away for him.

This is a still life sketch drawn by Zhu Shen Xinshou today, with only a little color added, but he is really dissatisfied, and there is no need to keep it anymore.

Zhong Heng frowned invisibly: "No more?" He looked down at the hyacinth on the drawing paper, and really didn't feel the need to throw away the painting.

Small petals form clusters of small flowers, and the flower stalks and flower axes are connected regularly, like umbrellas, like spikes, wrapped into a bunch of delicate flowers, quietly placed on the table.

Looking at this bouquet of hyacinths lying quietly on the table now, I can't help but feel a sense of embarrassing loneliness, as if I was abandoned and forgotten.

"No more." Zhu Shen gave him a strange look, reached out to take the drawing paper in his hand, and gently threw it into the wastebasket.

Zhong Heng glanced down at the drawing paper in the wastebasket, said nothing, took off his coat, and threw the quilt onto the bed.

After cleaning up the paintings, Zhu Shen also went to bed.

This was the first time for the newlyweds to share the same bed. It was a little awkward, but no one revealed it.

Zhong Heng turned his back to Zhu Shen, and Zhu Shen also moved slightly outside, and the two of them each occupied a corner of the quilt.And the quilt stretched straight, with the center of the bed as the dividing line, it seems that a long line can be drawn, which is very clear, and no one has crossed an inch.

If someone put a bowl of water between the two of them, they would probably not spill it when they woke up the next day.

"Zhong Heng."

In the dark night, Zhu Shen softly called Zhong Heng's name.

"Yeah." Zhong Heng answered him seriously.

"I have booked a ticket for tomorrow, and I will return to Yancheng with you tomorrow night."

Zhong Heng was startled: "So fast?"

"Didn't you say that your grandfather wants to see me?" Zhu Shen sighed softly, as if convincing himself: "Don't worry, I will still play tricks whenever I see you, and I will do my duty."

"In the future, they won't disappear without saying hello," he said.

"Understood." Zhong Heng said coldly.

The two never spoke again after that.Zhu Shen originally thought that it would be difficult for him to fall asleep, but he didn't expect that, hearing the deep breathing of the people around him, he would quickly fall into sleep.

There are other people who can't sleep.

But those who fall asleep may not be able to sleep soundly.

——This night, Zhu Shen had two nightmares.

Every time, they shouted profusely with sweat, and shouted hoarsely, as if they had encountered some huge disaster.

Zhong Heng patted his shoulder and called his name to wake him up.

Zhu Shen suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely, and tilted his head, but the people around him were still far away from him.It seemed that the life-saving straw that had just awakened him was just his illusion.

He was still in shock, breathing heavily, like a fish dying of thirst stranded on the shore.

"I'm having a nightmare again." Zhu Shen lowered his head and said.

Zhong Heng frowned and asked, "Do you always have nightmares?"

Zhu Shen thought he was blaming him, so he said, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

He forgot to take his medicine last night. He didn't expect that just after stopping the medicine for a day, he started to have endless nightmares again.

Zhong Heng frowned even more upon hearing this, "What did you dream about?"

I saw Zhu Shen got out of bed, stood in front of the window, rubbed his slightly messy hair, and wrote lightly: "I fell into a frozen lake, and no one came to rescue me."

Zhong Heng stared at his back against the light, and saw that Zhu Shen's loose nightgown was draped over his body, his shoulders were half exposed, and his slender neck was attached. The thin light poured down, and his figure was as beautiful as a painting .

"Dreams are opposite to reality." Zhong Heng said to him.

For such a cold and hard-hearted person, these few words can barely be regarded as comfort.

Looking back, Zhu Shen smiled frivolously.

"It's not the other way around."

With that said, he walked out the door.

The fish, dying of thirst, swam back into the water.

finally saved.

It was already noon the next day when we arrived in Yancheng, and Zhong Heng's driver, Awen, was already waiting at the airport.

Zhu Shen knew that this driver was probably a trustworthy person around Zhong Heng, and he knew all about the ins and outs of their marriage.

"Go to Taoyuan." Zhong Heng confessed.

"Sir..." Ah Wen turned back with a look of embarrassment: "The old man and the second wife are waiting for you and Mr. Zhu to go back to eat at the ancestral house."

Zhong Heng took a look at Zhu Shen, and Zhu Shen knew that the love scene between himself and Zhong Heng was about to start when he returned to Yancheng.

Zhong Zhu and his family are family friends. The ancestral house is located in Ruyi Mountain, Yancheng, where every inch of land is precious. One is No. 6 and the other is No. 8. The mountains are high and the scenery is beautiful.

I wish the old man a flourishing life, and all his sons and daughters are promising. I wish Shen Xingshi, his favorite little grandson, who was almost raised in his hands when he was young.

As soon as Ah Wen drove the car to Zhong Zhai, the butler, Uncle Lin, greeted him overjoyed, shouting "Master" and "Master Zhu" affectionately.

On a normal day, Uncle Lin probably wouldn't be so enthusiastic. Zhong Heng raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that he seemed to have something to say, but before he asked, Uncle Lin whispered bitterly, "Mrs. He is here."

In the huge Ruyi Mountain, there is not a single family named He, and the "Mrs. He" who caused the Zhong family to complain can only be one person.

—— Zhong Heng's mother, He Xuan.

Zhu Shen grew up like stars and moons, but Zhong Heng was not.

He was the absurd mistake made by Zhong's father in his early years. He didn't enter Zhong's house until he was ten years old.

If Father Zhong and his wife and children hadn't been in an air crash four years ago when they traveled to the island, Mr. Zhong would not have hoped that the group he had worked so hard for all his life would fall into the hands of a side branch. Now it would be Zhong Heng's turn to be in charge.

When He Xuan came to Zhong Zhai to ask for money, the servants never gave her any good looks.It's different now, since Zhong Heng took over the group, He Xuan came to the door every three days, and the servants were not allowed to respect her three points, and they served her with delicious food and drink.

As soon as he entered the door, two women greeted him, one of them said with moist eyes, "Ah Heng, you are back."

This is Zhong Heng's second aunt, Yang Sha, in her thirties, wearing a long black black dress, elegant and pure.

The woman beside her was a little longer, and she was well-groomed, but she was well-maintained. It could be seen that the outline of the facial features was similar to that of Zhong Heng. This was He Xuan.

When He Xuan saw Yang Sha wiping her tears, she couldn't help saying sharply: "Why are you crying? Those who didn't know thought Ah Heng was born by you."

Yang Sha lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Of course I am not blessed to have such a good son as Ah Heng."

He Xuan puffed up her chest and folded the white fur shawl on her arms, feeling a little proud.

I heard Yang Sha continue: "My luck will probably be spent when I marry into Zhong's family."

He Xuan frowned: "You!"

She knew that this woman was making an issue of her being the official wife of the Zhong family, who was not a legitimate name. She was just about to reply with a few words, but she saw Mr. Zhong's crutches tremblingly knocking on the sofa in the middle of the living room. Three times: "If you quarrel again, get out!"

Mr. Zhong's family is not very prosperous. The husband, wife and young master of the first room were in an air crash, and the husband of the second room died of illness. Mr. Zhong has been depressed for many years.

There was no choice, so Zhong Heng entrusted the burden of the group to Zhong Heng. For this reason, the uncles and uncles complained a lot.

"Grandfather, we're back." Zhong Heng walked in front of the old man holding Zhu Shen's arm.

"Just come back." When he saw Zhong Heng and Zhu Shen, he smiled slightly and waved to them: "Eat, eat."

There were only six people sitting on the huge dining table, which looked quite deserted, but this was the rare bustling in Zhong Zhai for so long.

Seeing that Zhong Heng couldn't stop adding food to himself, Zhu Shen had no choice but to symbolically scoop up a few spoonfuls of soup for Zhong Heng. The two had exchanges, and the elders nodded frequently, looking very relieved.

It's just that Zhu Shen has a bad stomach, can't eat anything, and naturally can't fill the piled up hill, so he can only feed one grain of rice to his mouth.

Halfway through the meal, Mr. Zhong could see some clues, and asked, "Why doesn't Xiaoshen eat it? Is it not to your liking?"

Zhu Shen hurriedly shook his head, and smiled at Mr. Zhong: "It suits your appetite."

Mr. Zhong also laughed: "Then you have to eat all of them."

Zhu Shen nodded, and took advantage of the elders not paying attention, put the food back into the Zhongheng bowl.

Zhong Heng didn't say anything, and didn't bring him any more food.

I thought it was over.After finishing lunch with great difficulty, the elders all left the table. Just as Zhu Shen was about to leave the table, he saw the cook bringing a small bowl of chicken porridge to the table: "Master Zhu, this is what the master specially ordered the kitchen to give you. Did you try it?"

"Ah?" Zhu Shen, who had stood up, looked at Zhong Heng suspiciously.

Zhong Heng only said: "Finish."

Zhu Shen: "..."

Zhong Heng looked at Zhu Shen calmly, imperceptibly adding some intimidation.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Zhu Shen had no choice but to sit down and pretend to take a sip.

The chicken is tender and the rice is fragrant, and the mouth is smooth. Zhu Shen said with a smile: "Not bad."

Zhong Heng said again: "Drink more."

Zhu Shen: "..."

His stomach had undergone another operation a few days ago, and no one was looking after him, so he felt a little careless.The doctor ordered him to eat a regular diet, avoid raw food and cold, but looking at home and abroad, there really is no one who can control him.

If old man Zhu knew, he could take care of it. However, after Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng got married, it was like a big stone fell from his heart. Now that his daughter is traveling around with him, Zhu Shen has become lawless again.

Zhu Shen drank the porridge, Zhong Heng watched, He Xuan and Yang Sha sat at both ends of the sofa and looked back at the dining table frequently, each with their own thoughts.

Mr. Zhong was very happy to see it, and even said three words "yes", the more he watched this marriage, the more satisfied he was.Looking at Yancheng, who wouldn't want to climb up to the old general Zhu's family, who has a great career?

Zhu Shen drank half a bowl and couldn't drink it anymore, so he pushed the bowl away and stopped drinking.

Zhong Heng didn't agree with him, and tapped his fingers lightly on his desk: "Don't waste it."

It's funny, the people who live in Ruyi Mountain, where every inch of land is expensive, told him not to waste it.But as soon as Zhu Shen thought about Zhong Heng's previous background, he felt that he couldn't laugh too much.

At that time, the two of them received the certificate without saying a word. It was like a thunder on the ground, which shocked both Zhong Zhu and his family.

On the third day after receiving the certificate, several cousins ​​of Zhu Shen flew back from abroad on a special trip, and each of them held a thick stack of documents in their hands, all about his newlywed husband Zhong Heng.

Zhu Shen's father is the old man of Zhu Shen, and several cousins ​​are much older than Zhu Shen, and they look like they are fighting more and more bravely in the grave of marriage, and they all have something to say, trying to be the first to teach Zhu Shen about marriage. The way to get along, so as to avoid the two of them getting married in the future.

Zhu Shen only nodded in agreement absently, and didn't listen much. He glanced at the documents stacked on the table and realized that Zhong Heng and his grandmother depended on each other until he was ten years old.

The grandma's pension barely supports the two of them, and their life is very poor. When grandma passed away, Zhong Heng was only ten years old.He Xuan didn't want to take care of him, so she simply threw him into Zhong Zhai.

Probably because of this level of reason, Zhong Heng is not like the dandy who grew up on Ruyi Mountain.In him, he still maintains the habits and qualities taught by his grandmother when he was a child.

Zhu Shen squinted his eyes and looked at Zhong Heng for a while, but Zhong Heng stood still, as if waiting for him to finish his porridge.The elders in the hall also seemed to be silently watching the every move of the two in the dining room.

The uncomfortable feeling of being restrained and monitored made Zhu Shen feel rebellious, but because he knew this person's life experience, he felt a bit of pity in his heart.

Zhu Shen stared at Zhong Heng without blinking, and took a few more mouthfuls, the feeling of fullness in his abdomen made him a little uncomfortable.

Finally, Zhu Shen put down the spoon, leaned close to Zhong Heng, leaned close to Zhong Heng's ear, and asked softly, "I just can't eat anymore, what can you do to me?"

Zhong Heng was slightly startled, and turned his head to look at him.