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Zhu Shen narrowed his eyes and smiled heartlessly towards the door.He was really drunk, his eyes were blurred, he tilted his head and whispered to Li Jingxia: "This person looks familiar."

Li Jingxia almost rolled his eyes, and helped him steady: "Can you be unfamiliar?"

Zhong Heng at the door was still well dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walking towards Zhu Shen with a cold face.

The surrounding atmosphere froze in an instant, and Zhong Heng stood in front of the sofa, calling him in a low voice: "Xiao Shi."

Zhu Shen tilted his head and looked at him without speaking.

Li Jingxia stood up and greeted him, Zhong Heng only nodded slightly as a greeting.

He coldly glanced at everyone on the sofa, and finally stopped his gaze in front of Aru.Alu had always been at odds with him, and he was about to say something with his veins stretched, but was stopped by Li Jingxia.Li Jingxia said with a smile: "If you don't come, we plan to send him back."

"No need." Zhong Heng picked up Zhu Shen's crumpled coat that was casually thrown aside, and patted lightly: "I'll take him home."

Zhu Shen understood it this time, and knew that this person was here to pick him up, so he hugged the arm of the sofa and refused to let go: "I won't go back! I won't go back!"

Zhong Heng squatted in front of him patiently, lowered his voice, as if coaxing him: "Go back."

Zhu Shen glanced at him, paused, smiled and said to him: "You look a lot like a friend of mine."

Zhu Shen's smile was presumptuous, and for a moment, Zhong Heng's body tensed up, his fingers trembled slightly, but he only asked him lightly, "Really?"

"Do you want to know where it looks like?" Getting closer, Zhu Shen's drunken eyes were hazy, and his eyes like glass beads hooked people for no reason.

Zhong Heng didn't want to know, but he involuntarily approached Zhu Shen, as if bewitched, he had to open Pandora's box with his own hands.

I saw Zhu Shen standing up unsteadily, Zhong Heng subconsciously reached out to help, but Zhu Shen held his hand instead, and then his fingertips slowly climbed up his arm, his shoulder, and his Adam's apple.

Zhong Heng couldn't escape.

Or he didn't want to hide at all.

Zhu Shen's cold fingers brushed over his two thin lips: "The mouth is like."

The fingertip went up along the peak of the lip again, and landed on the bridge of his straight nose: "It looks like a nose."

Zhong Heng didn't dodge or dodge, and let his fingers move upwards, so the cold fingertips that were making troubles climbed from the bridge of the nose to the arch of the eyebrows, carrying the coolness of the melting snow in February, which excited him. Breathing stopped.

Just listen to the pounding heartbeat.

Zhong Heng's facial features are very three-dimensional, so his eyebrows are protruding and his eye sockets are slightly deep. If he keeps his brows together and says nothing, he will appear a little too affectionate.But he kept a straight face and remained motionless, but it made people feel that he was brewing an unknown fire, and he didn't dare to approach easily.

But Zhu Shen wanted to recruit him—his little finger lightly brushed Zhong Heng's distinct eyelashes, and it was a little itchy. When Zhong Heng blinked, the drunk fell into his arms.

He hastily reached out to catch Zhu Shen, but the latter just smirked.

"Eyes... look like that too."

That's what the drunk said.

Zhong Heng grabbed his hand, put on his clothes for him, and led him out of the door.

The moment I went out, it seemed as if I heard someone in the private room breaking down and crying as if he couldn't take it anymore, the voice was sharp, but when the door was closed, the voice was completely cut off, and nothing could be heard clearly anymore.

Zhu Shen was held in the arms of Zhong Heng, and under the dim light of the long corridor, he seemed to be provoking a fire, looked up and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhong Heng." Zhong Heng looked at him without moving.

"I remember." The drunkard nodded and said with confidence.

No wonder he could remember, Zhong Heng shook his head sadly, this was the third time he had asked this question.

Probably the drunk has long forgotten that the two met a long time ago.

When Zhong Heng first came to Ruyi Mountain, he was bullied by his half-brother, and it was Zhu Shen who helped him out.People in Ruyi Mountain like Zhu Shen very much, and everyone is willing to sell Zhu Shen's face.He is like a proud little peacock, and like a star in the sky, many people can only watch from afar.

Zhu Shen put a Band-Aid on Zhong Heng, who was beaten bruised and swollen, and asked his name. At that time, Zhu Shen also said that he remembered it, and said that he would cover Zhong Heng in the future.

He forgot.

Only Zhong Heng remembered it for many years.

The two staggered towards the door. The doorman saw that Zhu Shen was leaning on Zhong Heng's shoulder in a drunken state, and hurried over to help him.Zhong Heng turned to thank them for their kindness, and placed Zhu Shen in the car with his own hands.

He stared at the drunk Zhu Shen, sighed inaudibly, and started the car without saying a word.

In the evening, the street lights in Yancheng were turned on one after another, and a sea of ​​lights appeared in the mirror, and the car moved towards the neon lights.

Halfway through the car drive, Zhu Shen woke up. His brain was hyperactive, like a child, he kept talking about new words he learned.

"Zhong Heng!"

Zhong Heng, who was driving, glanced at him, his eyes filled with too much emotion, but it was only suppressed into a word of "um".

"Zhong Heng Zhong Heng!"

"Ah."

"..."

Along the way, Zhu Shen repeated Zhong Heng's name over and over again, and Zhong Heng answered him tirelessly.

In this way, until the two returned to Taoyuan, Aunt Fang who came up to her was shocked: "Why did you drink like this?"

"Zhong Heng... Zhong Heng..." Zhu Shen tilted his body and fell towards Zhong Heng. The latter hurriedly hugged his shoulders, without bothering to explain, but Aunt Fang said: "Prepare some honey water."

"Hey." Aunt Fang quickly ran to the kitchen to get busy.

Walking through the corridor and entering the room, Zhong Heng felt for the first time that the road was so long.

Once inside, Zhu Shen became even more dishonest, shouting that it stinks, and trying to roll on the ground.

Zhong Heng leaned closer and sniffed lightly: "Where does it stink?"

Zhu Shen squinted his eyes and sniffed left and right, and finally sat down on the ground discouraged: "I smell so bad!"

"..."

If I wish the young master could have this consciousness early, why would I drink wine?

"Get up." Zhong Heng said in a deep voice.

However, Zhu Shen was not only sorry, but also threw the alcohol-stained coat on the ground: "No!"

"Get up." Zhong Heng squatted down and lowered his voice: "Go take a bath."

Zhu Shen still shook his head, playing a rogue and said: "I'm sorry!"

Just as Zhong Heng was about to speak, Zhu Shen knocked him to the ground and suppressed him brutally: "I can't afford it! I can't afford it!"

Zhong Heng: "..."

This kind of Zhu Shen, leaving aside the calmness and calmness that was wrapped tightly, is exactly the same as the rascal behavior when he was a child.

I remember when I was a child, Li Luo's balloon got stuck on the treetop, and she kept crying sadly.The boys competed to see who could take off the balloon, and whoever made Li Luo happy would be the winner.

Looking at it now, the tree is probably not tall.But at that time, several children under the age of ten jumped desperately, but they couldn't reach it.

At that time, Zhu Shen was full of sharpness and love to stand out. He picked up his sleeves and wanted to climb the tree.

—Of course I can’t climb it.All the children were helpless, and Li Luo cried louder and louder.

Zhong Heng, who had been silent all this time, came out, "I'll help you."

In fact, Zhong Heng was only ten years old at that time, but he didn't know where the strength came from. He bent down to support Zhu Shen, stepped on his back, and took off the balloon.

Zhong Heng knew very early on that Zhu Shen was competitive.The sharp eyes he showed when he looked up at the treetop balloons back then were the same as the competitive expression he showed when he pressed Zhong Heng under him now.

He was in a trance, but Zhu Shen didn't relax, he was pressing his legs and clasping his hands to prevent him from struggling to get up.

So the two of them were deadlocked on the ground in an extremely awkward posture.The person above took off his coat, and the clothes underneath were loose.The people below had disheveled hair, their hands and feet were restrained, and their ties were tied around their hands.

Seeing this posture, Aunt Fang, who had prepared the honey water, had no choice but to artificially become dizzy: "Oh! I can't see anything! I'm getting old! Leave me alone, keep going, keep going!"

Zhong Heng: "..."

Zhu Shen gritted his teeth and held Zhong Heng's tie in his mouth, squinting at Zhong Heng, his little face was flushed, but the stubbornness that had been suppressed in his bones for seven years was diffused through this drunkenness, and his voice was still hoarse , "I'm just sorry—"

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Heng hooked his legs, turned over, and pushed Zhu Shen to the ground.Zhu Shen was taken aback, but before he could react, Zhong Heng pulled out the dark blue striped tie in his mouth.

Zhong Heng took off the tie from his neck. Zhu Shen's brain was paralyzed by the alcohol, and he couldn't keep up with his reaction. He was about to counterattack with his elbow and tried to push back, but Zhong Heng grabbed his wrist.

His wrists are so thin, Zhong Heng can wrap his wrists almost effortlessly, but the hands in his palms are rubbing back and forth unyieldingly, the bones are a bit painful.

Zhu Shen wanted to hide, but it was too late, Zhong Heng straightened the dark blue tie, as if dancing a sea snake spewing out letters, and then, Zhu Shen's hands were tightly bound by the tie.

Zhong Heng, who subdued the drunk, stood up and said with a straight face, "Go take a shower."

Zhu Shen drooped his head, pouted his mouth, and looked unhappy.

Zhong Heng walked to the side of the stairs, seeing that no one was following, and pulling his tie, Zhu Shen had no choice but to follow.

Zhong Heng's hand strength is very strong, Zhu Shen didn't dare to make mistakes after learning it, and said vaguely: "You are so annoying."

Zhong Heng paused.

After he paused, Zhu Shen, who was following up, had no time to stop his feet, and his head hit his hard back, and he took two steps back in pain.

Zhong Heng turned his head and looked at Zhu Shen with a gloomy expression.

Zhu Shen instinctively retreated to the corner of the wall, rubbing his forehead aggrievedly.

His hands were bound by the tie, so he had to rub his head with both hands, which was very funny.No one had ever tied up Young Master Zhu before, and this could be regarded as one of his rare embarrassing moments.

Zhong Heng walked up to him, took off the tie with a blank face, and threw it on the ground, then took his arm with one hand and rubbed his head with the other.

Although Zhong Heng looked cold, he rubbed his head very gently. Zhu Shen leaned against the railing of the stairs and "hissed" for a while, but he began to enjoy rubbing it.

Suddenly Zhong Heng asked: "Do I hate it?"