Plaid shirt and star armor

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When Cen Jingming came in, Fu Qianshu noticed that he had put on those glasses again, but there was only a sandalwood-like fragrance on his body.Fu Qianshu had already figured it out, knew that it was the smell of shower gel, the same one he used before going to bed last night, but when he raised his cuffs, he couldn't find the same reassuring factor from his own skin, which was also considered a pile. Weird thing.

Not long after he arrived, Yu Qiu said he was sleepy.Cen Jingming shook the bed flat, and waited until he heard the steady and slow breathing gradually becoming regular before signaling Fu Qianshu to leave.

"What did you say?"

The two entered the elevator, and Cen Jingming pressed down on the first floor, watching the numbers jump down one by one.Fu Qianshu's two upper front teeth scratched his lips, and his skin was a little white. Cen Jingming smiled understandingly and said, "Xiaoqiu told you."

"Ask even if you know." Fu Qianshu said with a lump of paper stuck in his throat.The rubbed-up paper is wrapped with huge sand and gravel that can only be found in the Sahara, and the surface layer is broken, allowing them to leak out like pouring, sharply rubbing against the trachea.He has obedient and drooping eyes, but now there are several emotions in the bright eyes colliding one after another, as if crushing a handful of gold leaf and throwing them in.But the rest of the face appeared blank again, as if the window of the heart opened first, and the others were dull and stuck in the mud of withered memory.

"How could it be - there is such a thing, how, how can he..."

There are pauses in his words and sentences, and he speaks very laboriously. No matter how subtle and detailed the language is, he can't describe it exhaustively, like a child eating, waving the spoon exhaustedly, and there are still more rice grains falling on the table.He didn't urge Cen Jingming to speak, they stood in the cramped elevator, still staring at each other from a distance, but they got closer to hugging each other fiercely.

Fu Qianshu turned his face away, and Cen Jingming could no longer see his expression. These few seconds were destined to be unforgettable to him forever, even the dim light above his head turned into rain falling into his heart, dripping into his blood, he stretched out his hand Wanting to pull Fu Qianshu, the square box enclosing them suddenly shook violently, and the sound of swishing and falling stopped abruptly!

"Cen Jingming!" Fu Qianshu quickly jumped up, "...the elevator stopped?"