Mr. Xu is an attack, he was reborn

Zhou Guican agreed, took Mr. Xu's coat, and walked out of the restaurant with him. The restaurant was on the second floor. Mr. Xu's friends were getting off the escalator. Seeing them wave their hands, they seemed to be in a good mood.

After returning home that day, Mr. Xu was in a very bad mood. The specific manifestation was that he became more and more reticent. Even if Zhou Guican was at home, he would not communicate with him.

Zhou Guican received a call from his agent, and went out reluctantly. He didn't want to work, but Xu Ao seemed to want to be quiet. Half a month later, he couldn't let go, and quietly ran from the announcement city back.

When I arrived at Xu Ao's apartment, I opened the door, and the room was quiet, with the curtains drawn in broad daylight, it was completely dark.

Zhou Guican turned on his phone, and walked to the living room with the faint light.

The air conditioner is not turned on, and the temperature in the room is very high.

There was a damp and cold smell in the air, as well as a heavy smell of smoke. Because it was too quiet, I could hear a little breathing, which was not very stable.

Zhou Guican was sweating profusely, his heart was pounding, and for some reason, his fingers kept shaking.

When I came to the living room, there was a lump of dust curled up on the sofa. I looked carefully and found that it was an old blanket. The person wrapped in the blanket was sleeping, as if afraid of the cold, with only half of his head exposed, and his hair scattered on the pillow.

His skin was frosty white, his hair was thick black, and he was as thin as a ghost.

Zhou Guican's cell phone fell to the ground with a clatter, and the room was pitch black again. Before he could pick it up, he felt the person on the sofa move, as if he had woken up.

If he appeared suddenly, would he be regarded as a burglar?Zhou Guican opened his mouth, just as he was about to explain, a man's low and hoarse voice came over in the darkness, very calm and exhausted, and every time he spoke, he would pause for a while.

"Zhou Guican."

……

"leo."

……

"You're back."

……

"correct."

Zhou Guican didn't turn on the light, and didn't go to pick up the phone. He slowly groped to the side of the sofa by instinct. He clasped the man's ankle, and then slowly went up to hold Xu Ao's hand. On a hot day, the man's body was It's all cold sweat.

He wanted to ask what was wrong, but he just opened his mouth without making a sound.

This was very different from the usual Xu Ao, but there seemed to be traces to follow. Xu Ao was such a coward and would also attend banquets. After meeting that friend, his emotions were not very high.

And often Zhou Guican would start to get busy at that time. After a few months of absence, Xu Ao would not reply to his messages at first, and usually it would be a week or two before he would start contacting him.

This time he ran back privately.

Zhou Guican opened and closed his mouth like a thirsty goldfish, and the thoughts in his head made him speechless for a moment.

Was he deliberately pushed away?What happened to Xu Ao?How long has it been like this?

Half a month is too long, he wanted to see Xu Ao so much, but he was also afraid that Xu Ao would find him annoying, he used to be trembling like walking on thin ice, if he didn't like this person more and more, he was so worried that he couldn't fall asleep and sneaked back, he wouldn't know anything at all,

Zhou Guican pursed his lips and hugged him with all his strength. The man remained silent as usual, he couldn't see his expression in the dark, and he couldn't guess how the usually indifferent and cold person would react.

Persuading him to go to the hospital, but Xu Ao just shook his head, and then simply ignored him. Zhou Guican didn't know anything, and it was not easy to force him, so he could only accompany him.

The night of the first day passed in a daze.

Mr. Xu was indifferent and didn't pursue the matter of Zhou Guican running back privately. He seldom showed his emotions like this, but now he seemed to feel very boring, he didn't care about anything, and was taciturn, like a fish jumping into a glacier, because The cold gradually lost its voice.

Zhou Guican was frightened by Xu Ao's state, so he put off a lot of work and didn't dare to go anywhere.

Most of the time Xu Ao was in a daze, looking very quiet, sitting motionless for several hours, but he was not irrational, knew how to sleep and rest, and did not take any dangerous actions, but Zhou Guican couldn't get into the vicious circle drawn by Mr. Xu, That obviously doesn't want to talk to him, but he can't stand being alone in the room, he sleeps with the door open, and likes to sit in the living room, Zhou Guican feels that Xu Ao is doing something to save himself, so he will always accompany him and wait for him sleep.

One day Zhou Guican went out to buy a bottle of soy sauce, and when he came back, Xu Ao rode on the window sill, scaring him half to death, but the culprit didn't care, and jumped off barefoot, with a very listless face, dark and deep eyes, Lighting a cigarette, she asked him lightly, "Where did you go?"

Zhou Guican spoke for the first time in five or six days, and Zhou Guican was both happy and surprised.

"Buying vegetables, Leo, don't do this next time, it's scary and dangerous, what if you fall down."

Xu Ao didn't speak, staring at the soy sauce in Zhou Guican's hand, blinked slowly, and said, "Next time, let someone else buy it."

The first request, Zhou Guican hurriedly nodded,

Xu Ao's health is not bad, but he has lost some weight. He has irregular work and rest these days, and eats cigarettes for food. No, he secretly took the medicine that Mr. Xu took to check, and came out a series of worrying results.

That night, Zhou Guican didn't say anything, and he didn't even talk about doctors and other topics in front of Xu Ao.

Xu Ao lost weight very quickly, even wearing a thin sweater could not cover his protruding shoulder blades. He had just finished taking a shower and was brushing his hair. His cold and pale face was expressionless, like a stone sculpture exuding cold air.

Tired, silent, alone.

A fluffy head arched in front of him, hugged him, and then dropped a warm, soft kiss on the forehead.

The beautiful boy who was taken in at the beginning has gradually grown into a handsome adult man with picturesque features, a shy smile, and a slightly warm body temperature, which is very suitable for hugging.

Xu Ao was stunned for a long time, the soul trapped in the shell realized it later, the blood flowed from the stiff limbs to the dull brain, the skin was like an old machine with sensor failure, the touch on the forehead took a long time before reaching his brain.

He pushed, and easily broke free from the man's embrace. It can be seen that the other party did not use too much force, and his beautiful eyes have been observing his face, very focused.

Xu Ao didn't reprimand or respond, as if he picked up a puppy casually, walked past him, and sat on the sofa.

The dog skin plaster sticks on persistently, carefully takes over the hair dryer, gently strokes his hair with his fingers, speaks blandly in his mouth, and occasionally pinches his neck.

The body under the palm of the hand is too thin, it would be too polite to say that, it is basically skinny, there is no flesh, Xu Ao and Zhou Guican have not done much, there is no trick, so I don't see much of his body, but the memory The inner chest and stomach are just lean, not what they are now.

Zhou Guican showed a heavy expression where Xu Ao couldn't see, but he spoke cheerfully.

Xu Ao leaned on the sofa, his breathing gradually became steady, Zhou Guican covered him with a blanket, stared at him for a while, kissed his cheek quietly, picked up the mop to tidy up the fallen hair.

After confirming that Xu Ao was asleep, Zhou Guican, who followed the rules, cautiously opened the door that had never been set before.

study.

There is no lock.

There are two different styles here and Xu Ao's home, no longer simple and gentle white tones, dark gray curtains, tall museum shelves, white and thick carpets on the floor, the design and decoration are very careful, the style is luxurious and elegant, serious and cold .

Zhou Guican sweated a little on his forehead, and looked back anxiously. The master was lying on the sofa, breathing in the air very smoothly.

He wanted to know the reason, but he couldn't ask, so he could only think and look for it by himself.

If you ask Xu Ao, you will definitely not tell him. When you mention it, Zhou Guican crossed the line by himself. There is only a small deal between him and Xu Ao. It is not a compact thing that is needed and can be dismissed at any time, so dare not bet.

The air in the study was terribly cold, as if the cold air from the air conditioner was filling the place, and the temperature couldn't be felt on a hot day, and the light was dim.

There was a dark red sofa chair beside the curtain, and there was a depression in the cushion. Xu Ao stayed here all afternoon without having dinner.

Next to the museum shelf is a large desk. Zhou Guican glanced lightly at it. There were several folders and an upside-down photo frame on it. He paused and flipped through the photo frame.

The face that came into view was familiar and young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a playful Korean hairstyle, raised eyebrows, bright smile, and a line of small characters in the upper left corner.

03 Photo taken at Zangyuan Mountain Villa, the younger brother Jin Zai graduated

When Xu Ao was young.

Zhou Guican was short of breath, restored the photo frame to its original state, and opened the folder. It seemed to be a bidding proposal. The time was in 08. He glanced at the museum shelf, and found that many things were not like Xu Ao's preferences, and the books on the shelf were all the same. Finance related.

Xu Ao works in jewelry design, so it's hard to imagine that this is his study.

Gently opened the drawer on the first floor, there were neat medicine bottles inside, Zhou Guican picked up the dropped pills to check, anti-depressants, less side effects.

There are two storage boxes in the drawer on the second floor, containing bits and pieces of coins, a few chocolate candies, and a lipstick. Close the drawer, open the folder, and turn to the end. The name on the date is Xu Qiong.

Zhou Guican looked around, and the vague sense of weirdness was explained. This place is indeed not like Xu Ao's style, and the owner of this study should be Xu Qiong.

After reading the name once, Zhou Guican didn't dare to stay longer. He lightly restored the tabletop to its original state and exited the study. The person on the sofa was still asleep. Zhou Guican heaved a sigh of relief and sat beside him tiredly, holding The hands were placed on the lips and kissed.

Xu Sheng.

You are not alone.

Zhou Guican accompanied him to sleep, and kissed his forehead when he opened his eyes: "Leo, good morning."

Xu Ao's eyeballs moved, as if he was very strange about his behavior, and his face was a little steadfast. He sat up on the sofa, and the curtains in the living room were opened a crack, and the golden sun came in through the gap and sunned on the sofa.

There is a ray of sunshine in the palm of my hand.

Xu Ao was a little dull, opened his palms, said nothing, and sat on the sofa in a daze.

There was a nice smell of food in the air, and the surroundings had been cleaned, but the placement of the items had not been changed, only the dust had been removed, and it was brighter than usual, which made people feel at ease.

After Zhou Guican said that sentence, he didn't speak. He sat at a place far away from him, and he couldn't see it without turning his head. It seemed that there was an invisible person in the house, and the quiet atmosphere was not disturbed.

Xu Ao stood up, wanting to smoke a cigarette, but saw a pot of daisies on the dining table, no ashtray, breakfast was hanging on the table, carrots and pork ribs settled side by side in a white porcelain cup, whitish soup, oil slick Skimmed, shabby, and seemingly ordinary.

He thought for a while, stopped smoking, walked over and sat down at the table, the invisible man was not far or near, and came over to have breakfast with him.

The curtains were not drawn, and after breakfast, Xu Ao sat on the sofa in a daze, a Sudoku board was placed on the coffee table, very close to him.

Zhou Guican was careful, and after 10 minutes, 10 minutes, an hour, two hours, the person sitting on the sofa slowly reached out, picked up the Sudoku board, and played until the afternoon.

Lunch was inevitably omitted, Zhou Guican secretly observed, and walked to Xu Ao's side before the end of his play.

"Leo, I have to send a letter to my family, and I have to go out."

Xu Ao slowed down when he was playing Sudoku, and stood still, Zhou Guican didn't expect him to speak or answer, so he took away the Sudoku board to divert his attention, and clasped Xu Ao's hand: "Come and send a letter with me, okay? "

Xu Ao raised his eyes, his face was too cold and haggard, his eyes were very dark, icy cold, indifferent and without warmth.

Zhou Guican blinked, kissed the back of his hand very gently: "Come with me."

He knew that Xu Ao was taking medicine. He was very sensible and would not let himself sink, but he had no intention of changing anything. Perhaps as usual, he would slowly recover after a month, but since Zhou Guican was by his side, , was not driven away, he hoped that this process could be shorter and less torturous and lengthy.

"Ah."

Xu Ao stood up and went back to the room. Zhou Guican waited at the door for a while, and the well-dressed man slowly came over and went out with him.

As the sun goes down, people who have been busy for a day return home at night, and thousands of lights are lit.

In the past, none of these lights were lit for Zhou Guican. His parents died young, he was mediocre since he was a child, and his studies were not outstanding. I will be very emotional when I think of those days of suffering.

But it's just emotion, not too sad, maybe it's because of his natural rough nerves, he doesn't feel sad about the past.

Xu Ao walked beside him, with deep eyes and an indifferent face. Just looking at his looks, he had two different styles from Zhou Guican, but the photos in the study just showed that this reserved and selfless person was once young and frivolous.

In the end what happened?

Now in 03, 14 years have passed, Xu Ao has so many blanks for Zhou Guican, so he can only feel sorry for him, but he can't understand the loss and sadness of a man. In the rain, he can hold an umbrella, and he doesn't have to worry about getting wet on his shoulders, and he can protect Xu Ao in his arms.

Between men and men, there is no need to twitch, it should be more tolerant.

You are sick, I will not let you alone, I am sad, you will help me.

Under the cover of night, Zhou Guican quietly took Xu Ao's hand, the cold and dry touch, a little skinny, but wide enough.

"Zhou Guican." Xu Ao paused, his indifferent tone somewhat puzzled.

Zhou Guican lowered his head and kicked the stone: "I can't see the way, Leo."

Xu Ao raised his eyebrows, accepted the reason, and led Zhou Guican to walk ahead, his footsteps were steady and neat, the sky was lightly raining, and the man's footsteps gradually accelerated, as if he was running.

Zhou Guican followed him, from behind to side by side, without letting go of his hands. It was dangerous and inconvenient to run like this, but he was reluctant to let go.

Back at the apartment, the shoulders were slightly wet, the two of them were very close, breathing intertwined, Zhou Guican's palms were very hot, and so were his lips, gently and softly falling on Xu Ao's cheeks and lips.

The kiss was very careful, there was no desire, but the emotions were too agitated, so some intimate measures must be taken to verify and appease.

"Zhou Guican."

Xu Ao turned his head and pushed his shoulder. The man's skin was smooth and supple, his eyes were bright and smiling, and his eyelashes were drooping very shyly. He said embarrassedly, "Leo, let me kiss you."

He relied on the other party's unwillingness to talk, and he would not ask for it when he was in a hurry. He had a little bit of bad teasing, but more of a surge of wanton emotion.

like.

like very much.

I like it very much.

So kiss of course.

That boy-like man had broad and warm shoulders, and when he hugged him, it was as if the scorching sun threw himself into his arms, igniting a cluster of fire in Xu Ao's heart, illuminating the desolation.