Dig a spoonful of heart meat

More than a month after being discharged from the hospital, Zou Shao is still unable to walk independently without aids.It was difficult to exert force on the right ankle, and it was a piercing pain when he stepped on the ground.

During Zou Shao's stay at home, Chen Guang showed his top-notch "China's good roommate" business ability, and visited him every now and then, and even brought back the papers issued by the school for him.

It happened that Zou Ze was not at home for something these few days, so Chen Guang rushed over early in the morning with a bag of buns, and sat on a chair in the bedroom to play games.

"Why didn't you reply to the message I sent you last night? Why didn't Fengshen come?" Chen Guang pressed his hands on the screen of the phone frantically, and asked in a row, "Wow, teammates! Well, when will Fengshen come?"

Zou Shao straightened up from the bed, smoothed his messy hair twice, his eyes were sore and swollen, he glanced at the mobile phone thrown by the bed and said, "It's turned off."

"Why don't you charge it when it's out of battery?" Chen Guang looked up, but was taken aback, "Why are there so many bloodshot eyes in your eyes? It's scary."

Zou Shao picked up the phone with a black screen and glanced at it, cursed in a low voice, and immediately threw the phone aside.

Too grassy.

It's like a programmer working overtime for dozens of hours without a break, his eyes are a little swollen, and his appearance is all supported by his bone shape.

Zou Shao sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the ground.

It's still hard.

The feeling of loss and sourness in my heart spread all over my chest the moment I opened my eyes in the morning, and then it was like a stick in my throat, and I couldn't forget it for a second.

I don't want to think, I don't want to talk, and I feel tired even breathing.

He lost the person he liked the most, but still pretended nothing happened in front of him.

He kind of wanted to be quiet by himself.

"He will come later, can you..."

"I understand, I understand." Chen Guang readily agreed, "I will never bother you two."

"We broke up." After a pause of 3 minutes, Zou Shao suddenly said.

I thought it would be easier to say it, but I didn't want him to be slightly shocked by this sentence.

"Yeah..." Chen Guang was playing the game, but didn't react, "What? Break up? Who? It couldn't be you?!"

Zou Shao responded to this meaningless question with his gaze.

"Damn, I'm dead." Chen Guang put down the phone with a resentful expression.

"Help me." Zou Shao stretched out his hand.

"Come on, don't move until you can get up, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." Chen Guang bowed his head and exited the game interface, "I'll help you get what you want."

Zou Shao tapped the ground gently, and found that his ankle was completely unable to exert strength, and the postoperative recovery was not as good as the doctor expected.

He tried his best to prop himself up, but his center of gravity was unstable due to his hand holding the air, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Are you Shenjingbing?" Chen Guang turned around suddenly when he heard the voice, he was so frightened that he threw the phone flying out, and rushed over to help the person, "If you are told not to stand, you should stand sideways, and what if it breaks again!"

Zou Shao's eyes twitched in pain, but luckily he didn't fall to his ankle, so he grinned slightly and said, "It's kind of rhyming."

Chen Guang helped Zou Shao go to the bathroom, washed his face, and smoothed his hair along the way.

"Does it mean that you have to take care of your two locks of hair when the sky falls?" Chen Guang babbled, "Is the image more important than the body? If it wasn't for your luck just now, the ambulance can be downstairs now. "

Zou Shao looked at himself in the mirror, except that there were still many red bloodshot eyes, he looked normal.

"After all, we'll wait...it's more polite." Zou Shao babbled.

—He just wanted to make himself look normal.

During this period of time, his mental state was not good, and even the corners of his eyes were full of hostility.Others can't see it, but they can't hide it from Tan Weifeng.

Since the decision is over, there is no need to leave a hook.

Zou Shao supported the sink with his hand, but his whole body tightened the moment he saw his wrist.

What's missing?

"Grass." Zou Shao greeted in a low voice, "Where is the red rope?"

"Did it get lost just now? I'll go back to the room to have a look." Chen Guang went back to the bedroom and searched around, "Damn, brother Zou, no."

Zou Shao's hands were still resting on the edge of the sink, but his ten fingers tightly grasped the white sink platform, so hard that the blue blood vessels lying dormant under the flesh were slightly swollen, twisting and crisscrossing.

The shoulder bones are accumulating strength, but the soul is dragged deep by the iron chain.

"Forget it." He sighed deeply, "Just drop it."

Just drop it, it's just not the right time.

It happened to leave with the owner of the red thread, as if it had been agreed in the dark.

Qin Weifeng came over exactly at ten o'clock.He wore a suit that was in the middle of casual and formal, and he added a little masculine fragrance before leaving.

【I have arrived. ] Qin Weifeng took a deep breath and clicked send.

[The door is unlocked. ] Almost in seconds.

If two people are still in a relationship, staying home is naturally a sign of trust, but in the current situation, Tan Weifeng only feels ridiculed.

I even feel that the other party is a little perfunctory.

Tan Weifeng closed the door, changed his shoes and walked in.

Zou Shao has been half leaning on the sofa and staring at him, but he didn't come out to meet him, not even say hello.

The brows and eyes of the other party are still so deep that you can't take your eyes off, and the sharp collarbone protrudes into the collar, which is no different from before.

But now Qin Weifeng couldn't care less about being charming, not even appreciative.

Zou Shao's eyes were casual and indifferent, enveloping him like nitrogen, and forcibly blocking back all the words he wanted to say in his heart.

His original intention of coming was not to break up, but to have a good talk with Zou Shao.

But Zou Shao didn't seem to have any intention of peace talks.

"Sit." Zou Shao tapped the chair opposite the sofa with his chin, without even glancing at Tan Weifeng.

Tan Weifeng stood there stubbornly, his whole body tensed up like a rusty and dull sword.

His gaze gradually moved down from Zou Shao's face, and finally settled on his clean wrist.

Too clean and nothing.

He took the red rope down on his own initiative.

Why is this happening?

Why all of a sudden?

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Zou Shao finally raised his eyes, and said in a voice almost breathless, "Then say so."

If it weren't for Tan Weifeng's heart beating like a drum, he would probably be able to hear something unusual in Zou Shao's voice.

—— hoarse, and trembling imperceptibly.

Qin Weifeng was suddenly speechless.

Since he was a child, he has been able to be calm and comfortable in front of anyone, but now, he can't say a word.

Maybe he should ask why, why he suddenly said to break up, without even a buffering reason; is he really tired, or has something happened.

But Zou Shao's attitude left him speechless.

The other party's passive and indifferent state made him feel that his entanglement was wishful thinking, and his redemption was irrational.

If Tan Weifeng had half the rationality of the past, he would find that many things were a little abnormal.

For example, her grandma, who was at home every day, was nowhere to be seen. Zou Shao leaned on the sofa in an unnatural posture and remained motionless.

But this is Zou Shao.

He knew that what to say and what to do would make Tan Weifeng unable to get to the bottom of it, and it didn't matter if he gave him a reason to separate, even with a little grudge.

Not fighting, not talking, but negativity.

Negative qualities are probably a bottom line for people like Qin Weifeng who are extremely strict with themselves.

And now Zou Shao can even act in his true colors.

"I'm really tired, Tan Weifeng."

Zou Shao rarely calls people by their names, only when they are extremely serious.

Such as confession, such as breaking up.

Where Qin Weifeng couldn't see, Zou Shao's nails were firmly embedded in the flesh.Only in this way can he separate a bit of ruthlessness from the staggered pain, and finish speaking calmly.

My hands hurt, my heart hurts, and even my ankles began to tingle radiatingly.

"As I said before, I don't want to chase anymore, and you don't have to wait for me. You went to such a good university, you shouldn't..."

"You-he-mother, shut up." Tan Weifeng interrupted Zou Shao with unsteady breath, strode over, instantly wrapped Zou Shao in his own shadow, and grabbed Zou Shao with both hands Shao's shoulder bones.

Zou Shao could feel the other party's strong heartbeat, and even wanted to convey it through Breakthrough's fingers.

——This is the first time Zou Shao has heard Qin Wei speak profanely.

He was almost burned by the light red that flashed in the opponent's eyes.

The red mark gradually spread from the end of the eye to the entire pupil, but it was still too faint, like a drop of blood melting into the sea.

But Zou Shao could still clearly tell that it was a drop of blood.

He could feel that Tan Weifeng's subconscious action just now should have rushed up to punch him, but for some reason, he stopped abruptly, and just clutched his shoulder bones to vent, as if he was about to be crushed alive strength.

Qin said that it was right for Feng to get angry, after all, he handled this matter suddenly and inappropriately.

He had hoped that Tan Weifeng would show a different side in front of him, but when the other party lost his temper in anger, he felt distressed instead.

Distressed to death.

Don't look at me that way.

I beg you.

The strength in Qin Weifeng's hand was still increasing, and Zou Shao even held his breath slightly, but subconsciously hoped that the other party would use more force.

It hurts too much.

"Are you going to break up?" Tan Weifeng lowered his head, his voice was trembling and unsteady, like the muffled sound of being held in a cage.

"separate."

These two words seemed to have a magical effect, which made Tan Weifeng lose his strength in an instant, and quickly took his hands away from Zou Shao's shoulders as if they had been whipped.

Zou Shao found that he seemed to be shaking, from his throat, trachea, to his heart and lungs, as if being pinched, unable to breathe.

The other party is also shaking.

Even the familiar light fragrance in the air began to shake and split into layers.

"You're an asshole."

Zou Shao saw a drop of water falling on his trousers, forming a small pool of dark marks, but the owner of the drop stubbornly did not move.

He didn't dare to look up and see the owner of the drop of water.

"You-he-mother is an asshole."

Zou Shao still lowered his eyes.

"Yes, of course I am." He said softly, "It's rotten to the bone."

Rotten to the bone.

He'd never said that about himself before.

There is a natural barrier between others' ridicule and his own admission, but he can walk across it with a lift of his feet.

Qin Weifeng felt that Zou Shao in front of him was so strange that there was little left of the blood that could not be concealed from the first meeting.

The Zou Shao who tied the red strings for the two of them and said, "I want to get full marks in the exam until I go to the same school as you";

Said himself, rotten to the bone.

He, Qin Weifeng, had never cared so much about a person before, nor had anyone given him such a vigorous sense of beating.

But now he says he wants to break up.

Said he couldn't catch up.

Who is chasing whom?

"It's not that you're chasing me." Tan Weifeng gritted his teeth, just for a moment, he had the urge to crush someone in his arms.

"But from now on, no one is chasing anyone." Tan Weifeng straightened up, "It's just that I misjudged the person."

The author has something to say:

The high school timeline is almost over.

[This article does not have the part of chasing wives and crematoriums] Both of them have problems, and they are all right, there is no way to tell right from wrong

I was in the car all day on the 22nd, and I am going back to school, so I may not be able to update it, but I will try my best

bow!

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: WY

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: WY (wow, there are so many small bottles of nutrient solution)