Bitter Meat Raiders

Ignatz heard that Neil could still joke with him, so he decided that the other party should be able to stand on his own, and planned to loosen his support for Neil.

After all, the longer Neil stayed on him, the more toxins he inhaled, which was ultimately bad.

"Ig," Neil tried to wrap his arms around Ignatz's shoulders, but failed due to lack of strength, "I'm not kidding, I can't use any strength right now."

Ignatz could tell that it was very difficult for Neil to speak now, and while he had to work hard to support Neil, he fumbled for the communicator in his pocket with one free hand, and contacted the driver to pick him up.

With the help of the driver, the three arrived in the car in no time.Ignatz sent a message in the classmate group, saying that he and Neil withdrew first. I guess everyone was still playing crazy. After a long time, only Ward replied to be careful on the road.

Ignatz didn't care about the class group, he was trying to keep a distance from Neil.

Neil didn't have much strength to fight against Ignatz, but he was so tall that if he lay down for a while, Ignatz would not be able to escape the fate of being a pillow.

"Neil," Ignatz said helplessly, "be obedient, I will help you to sit on the left side, and you are not allowed to fall to this side."

Neil is now resting his head on Ignatz's leg, rubbing his head, obviously not happy.

In fact, it's not that Neil is suddenly clingy at this moment, but that his favorability is almost full, and he thinks it will take a while, anyway, the poison can't kill him immediately.

Before falling in love, everything is floating clouds.

Ignatz didn't give up at all, so he could only resign himself to holding the oxygen inhaler for Neil.

After being honest for a while, Neil touched Ignatz's hand, as if he wanted to say something.

Ignatz was worth bending down, barely able to hear Neil's inaudible voice, "I may have to sleep for a while, don't worry..."

At this time, the driver looked back through the rearview mirror. Before that, he only knew that Lord Neil was not in good health today, but he didn't want to hear the gossip half an hour ago.

What does Neil mean to Ignatz? The servants are like mirrors in their hearts.Unexpectedly, the therapist who has been heavily used by Neil suddenly acted like a monster recently, and news came out from him that Ignatz was the culprit for the poisoning of Lord Neil.

The butler and the maids who got the exact evidence all turned their backs, and he was the only driver who was running outside and still didn't believe it.

No way, he is not blind.Lord Neil must have known everything he knew.But does this affect the two people in the back seat?No, it's not whispering.

Even if the rumors are true, Lord Neil is willing to accept it. Can they stop it?So, it's okay, don't gossip about other people's couples.

"No way..." Ignatz heard some unbelievable news, "You really think so?"

"kindness."

"I think he's interested in you." Ignatz knew it wasn't the time to be jealous, but he couldn't help complaining. "I thought you could fall in love with him if you slandered me. It's like living in a dream."

Neil didn't know how Ignatz came to this conclusion, but he didn't have the energy to shut it down, "I'll sleep for a while."

"Okay, you go to sleep, I'll help you lift the oxygen inhaler." He said, patting Neil on the back like putting a child to sleep.

Neil relaxed a little, and immediately lost consciousness.

Everyone watched Ignatz send Neil back, and they really couldn't show any kindness to Ignatz.

When Ignaz first appeared, he was going to assassinate Neil, but at that time, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong.Firstly, with Neil's skill, there is no need to worry about anything.Secondly, since they came here for their lives, they probably have some kind of blood feud. They don't understand it, so they don't comment.

But it's different now, they saw how Lord Neil fell in love with Ignatz.Neil had indeed ordered that if something happened, it should not be blamed on Ignatz.They can feel Neil's sincerity, and they know that Neil is really willing to take his life for Ignatz, but the law is still the law, even if Neil said so, if Ignatz really hurt Neil, Still have to pay the price.

What is rare is that Ignatz let go of his hatred and is willing to make friends with Neil. They are also very relieved to watch.But now it seems that they just thought that Ignatz had let go of his hatred, but in fact they just didn't want to kill and pay for their lives, and changed the way to kill people behind their backs.

They have been following Neil for so many years, so they don't feel chilled watching them.

However, they couldn't do anything to Ignatz. Without Neil's order, they had no right to deal with Ignatz.

But they wouldn't rest assured that Ignatz and Neil would be alone, so all the people, including the therapist and Ignatz, stayed together and waited for Neil to wake up.

Fortunately, the room is big, otherwise I really couldn't stand up.

"I know everyone doubts me. After all, in this galaxy, Neil has no enemies. My real enemy is also Neil's uncle, who has never had anything to do with Neil. I wanted to assassinate him at the beginning, but it was only because I was blinded by hatred. eyes."

"Everyone has been by Neil's side for several years. If you want to harm him, you can't wait until now. And I, who have some problems with Neil's family, and a newcomer, from the perspective of motivation and timing , are all to blame.”

"But don't forget, I'm not the only newcomer," Ignatz looked at the melon-eating therapist, "Isn't this one too?"

Everyone looked at the therapist in unison.

Indeed, there is no need to doubt the old people around Neil, only the newcomers are not safe.Strictly speaking, Neil didn't have frequent accidents after Ignatz came. At the time of the first poisoning, Ignatz hadn't appeared yet, and only the therapist was present at that time.

The therapist broke into a villainous smile.

"What does this friend mean, it's me who wants to poison Neil with poison?"

"Those who use poison never play with knives. I can be regarded as a half-killer, and I still know a little bit about the rules of the Tao. If I made the poison, why didn't I use poison consistently, instead of stabbing Neil with a dagger in the middle?" Why did I only use a small amount of poison in the end, but didn’t really kill Neil? I used poison for a while, and a knife for a while. Am I good enough?"

The therapist just shrugged nonchalantly, "What do you want, how do I know?"

Yes, toxins were prepared by the therapist from the beginning.As for why the poison in Ignatz's supplies was also mixed in by the therapist when he was not prepared.It's not because he wants to hurt Neil or anything, he just wants to create a misunderstanding.

Because according to his observation, the two people should have come to where they are today because of some misunderstanding in reality.

So he wants to see if the two people trust each other enough.Sometimes there are obvious misunderstandings, but also because the two people themselves doubt each other and get out of hand.

Judging from the results now, the two people still trust each other quite a lot, so this kind of relatively pediatric misunderstanding is completely vulnerable.

So in reality, something must have happened. Even if the two people trust each other so much, there is still a misunderstanding that cannot be avoided.

But that's what he needs to worry about when he returns to the real world.

Facing Ignatz's allegations, the therapist was right.Everyone has no evidence, and he has no motive. Who dares to do anything to him?

Someone really dared.

"Housekeeper," Neil woke up just as everyone was staring at Ignatz and the therapist, "take the therapist down, freeze all his bank accounts, confiscate all cash, and drive out of the villa .”

Therapist: Wait a minute...?

You must know that the therapist, as a temporarily simulated character, is penniless, and all his property belongs to Neil.Of course, he didn't need any personal property to rely on Neil, so he never cared about the money issue.

If Neil cut off his assets, he would be literally penniless.

"Impossible." The therapist didn't believe it. In theory, Neil had no reason to doubt him. "You—"

"How did I find out?" Neil raised his eyebrows and chuckled carelessly. This is the villain's smile. Compared with the previous therapist's smile, it was a cannon fodder smile.

"Don't forget," Neil looked at the ceiling and then at the floor, "Who created this world?"

He knows the setting of every character in the world, only Ignatz and the therapist are the only uncertain factors.So this toxin, if not Ignatz, must be the healer.

"Although I don't know what you're planning, but it doesn't matter, after all-living on the streets is also an interesting experience, isn't it?"

The therapist was pulled down, and when he was pulled down, he still didn't forget to use the last light and heat of the cannon fodder, yelling something like I won't let you go.

The world fell silent.

Ignatz didn't know what was going on with the therapist, but what he was sure of was that only Neil absolutely believed in himself, would he place doubts on the therapist he had always trusted.

After all, Neil just woke up. After pretending to be a boss for a while, he was a little tired again. Seeing that his favorability was basically full, he turned his legs into a tail, and then lifted the quilt.

Ignatz looked at Neil with [-] points of doubt, fearing that he would catch a cold, so he covered the quilt again.

Neil lifted the quilt again, "I'll show you the tail."

Ignatz couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that Neil might have been lowered by the toxin, "Why did you show me the tail?"

Of course it's because the world will pop up when the favorability is full, and then there's nothing to watch, but Neil definitely won't answer like that.

"I just want to show you, does it look good?"

"nice."

"kindness."

The two watched the tail intently for a while.

Neil suddenly remembered something, "Hey, where are the scales I gave you?"

Ignatz undid the two buttons of the neckline, revealing the scales that were made into a necklace, "Here it is."

As I was talking, I found an explanation on the Internet before I remembered that scales are very precious things for mermaids. If a mermaid gives you scales, you must cherish them.

"Do the scales have important meanings for mermaids?"

"Yeah, it's a very precious thing for mermaids." Seeing Ignatz's very touched expression, Neil began to ruin the atmosphere, "But——"

"kindness?"

"But it's only for the mermaids in the Walkley galaxy, but in our galaxy, the scales are like hair, and they always fall off by themselves."

Speaking of which, Neil snorted on his tail, and immediately kept three pieces.

"Oh, there's no way. I've been under a lot of pressure recently. Please forgive me."

The two looked at the tail in silence for a while.

Ignatz: "Can I hit you?"

"come."

A half-killer and a sick patient fought for 3 minutes and then the war ceased peacefully. The two of them gasped and looked at the ceiling.

Ignatz: "Wait for me to play at the bottom of the sea."

Neil: "Yes."

Ignatz: "I haven't caught the little fish last time. It's so beautiful."

Neil: "..."

Neil: "Don't look at other fish."

Ignatz: "Hegemony."

Neil: "Only like me."

"Okay." Ignatz was quiet for a while, "I only like you."

Chapter 87

"Mr. He, please wait a moment."

The nurse checked the retained needle on one side of the patient, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she quietly exited the room.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't use medicine or not, He Zhe thought, he knew that the other party was only a few days away.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" He Zhe pulled the chair so that it was some distance away from the hospital bed, sat down, and raised his legs, "Don't tell me you changed your mind and want to use the hospice system."

"I didn't intend for you to use it when I designed it, but now I feel that there is no need to worry about this kind of thing. You can use it if you want. I won't care about people who are half-destroyed."

He Zhe could not be so calm when facing his father as he is now.

He Jian felt that he was worthless, and always said that he was loved by no one.So he inevitably wants to prove himself in front of the other party, even if this proof makes him look even sadder.

He Zhe broke the curse of "no-promise" very early on. He has always felt that no one cares about no one loves him, which is quite realistic.

Until he met Zhong Wenguang.

Zhong Wenguang is like the last piece of a complete puzzle, turning him from a broken piece that can't even find the four corners to a complete painting.

Instead, He Zhe didn't want to prove anything to He Jian, because it was unnecessary.

It may be that people are about to die, He Jian rarely has some peaceful emotions, "I am not your father."

He Zhe didn't respond. He Jian hadn't said enough gossip.

"I can't be so malicious to my children." He Jian looked out the window, "It may sound ridiculous to you, but I like children very much, so I just wanted to have children half a year after I got married. "

"In order to support you, I have a job during the day and another job at night. I'm still a black worker in a chemical plant."

"Oh?" He Zhe still didn't quite believe it, "That's really hard work for you."

He Jian smiled, but he didn't lose his temper. Maybe he didn't have the energy to lose his temper. "At that time, I didn't feel that life was hard. To earn money to support my son, being tired was nothing."

"Later, your mother got into a car accident and left, so I had to take you alone. I'm a big man, and I haven't learned how to cook, so I can only ask my neighbors for help. But why do I always bother others? You have to give some money, and if they take the money, they probably won't be ashamed to treat you harshly."

"But where does the money come from? I can only work day and night."

"When you were four years old, you had a high fever. When you saw a doctor, you had a tube of blood drawn. I didn't know your blood type before, but when you got the result, it was type A."

"Your mother and I both have type B blood."

He Zhe lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression.

He knew that his mother had passed away early, and all he could see were the ashes as long as he could remember, so how could he think of doing a blood type check.

"I did a paternity test later, and I'm not your father. You are someone else's child, whose? I don't know."

"I thought about abandoning you and finding someone else to marry and have children. But I can't do it. It's not that I can't abandon you, but I can't marry someone else and have children."

"Then don't get married and have children. I can spend money to find a child, right? But the hospital's diagnosis is that I have no reproductive ability, because I was affected when I worked illegally in a chemical factory in order to support you."

"I just want to have a child of my own...why not?"

"But I don't hate your mother. Even if she cheated, even if she pretended to be mine with someone else's child, even if I can never have a child of my own, I still have no way to hate her."

"So," He Jian gritted his teeth a little bit hard to hide, "I only hate you."

"Finish?" He Zhe stood up, turned around and prepared to go out, "I don't care how pitiful you are, your misfortune is not the reason for you to hurt others, and I don't have time to listen to you talking about your life here."

"Zhe Zhe!" At the moment when the door was closed, He Zhe heard the people in the ward say, "It is Dad who is sorry for you..."

Immediately afterwards came the sound of various alarms from medical equipment.

He Zhe stood indifferently not far from the ward, watching the medical staff coming in and out.

This advanced ward has never been so noisy, the sound of running in small steps, the sound of tearing packages, and the sound of panicked conversations.He Zhe heard it, but felt that he couldn't hear it, until——

"Mr. He, despite the best efforts of the medical staff, the patient is still unable to recover. Please express your condolences."

"Well, for the follow-up series of procedures, I still need to find Assistant Liu."

He Zhe didn't even look in the direction of the ward. He pressed the button of the elevator going downstairs, and silently watched the floors go up from the parking lot, and then took the elevator down to the parking lot bit by bit.

I got in the car, fastened my seat belt, and turned on the car radio. As always, the radio played love songs moaning without illness between advertisements.

When I got home, I went upstairs, went into the house, went to the kitchen to wash my hands, and then took out my mobile phone to report to Zhong Wenguang that he was safe.

"Wenguang, I..."

He Zhe originally wanted to say that I'm already home, don't worry.

But after speaking, there was only choking.

He Zhe felt that he was already invulnerable, and he didn't feel that no matter what the other party said, he would not have the slightest emotional ups and downs.

He Jian said it wasn't his father, he didn't care; He Jian talked about his mother, he didn't care either.

But He Jian said sorry.

He Zhe didn't even know that he had been waiting for an apology for so many years.

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"Boss," the staff looked at the data in their hands, "Do you want to wake up Brother He now?"

Zhong Wenguang sat opposite He Zhe's nutrition warehouse, rubbed his temples, "No, you guys go out first."

After coming out of the world, it is set that Zhong Wenguang wakes up first, and then he can decide whether He Zhe will go directly to the next world or wake up together.

He Zhe went in with his memory, no matter whether he was allowed to bring his memory with him in the next world or not, at least this interval allowed He Zhe to wake up and adjust his state.

It’s just that Zhong Wenguang is a little tired, maybe it’s because he just finished a world, or maybe he’s tired after holding on to everything for a long time, I can’t tell.In short, Zhong Wenguang didn't want his negative emotions to affect He Zhe, so he decided to relieve his emotions first, and then wake up He Zhe.

He picked up his phone and flipped through it aimlessly, just trying to find something to do for himself to distract himself.

After flipping through it twice, the phone popped up and said that the memory usage is too much, and it is recommended to clean it.

Finally Wenguang saw that most of the internal memory was used to save photos, most of which were his photos of He Zhe, or photos with He Zhe, which must not be deleted.

The rest is music, and he doesn't really want to delete it.

Then he saw a lot of recordings, and remembered that when the phone was first bought, it seemed that automatic recording of calls was selected in the settings, and then he wanted to turn it off, but he was too lazy to rummage through a bunch of settings, so he kept it on .

Just as Zhong Wenguang wanted to delete all the recordings with one click, he suddenly thought that the last phone call He Zhe made to him must have been recorded as well.

He felt that he didn't have the courage to click on that recording, but he didn't want to delete it either.As a result, with a dazed effort, the page of the phone has been switched to the "all call recording" interface.

Swiping the screen, Zhong Wenguang couldn't remember what he said on the phone with He Zhe that day.However, he suddenly noticed that on the day of He Zhe's father's death, he and He Zhe actually had a conversation.

Impossible... Final Wenguang thought to himself, he might remember wrongly if there was one more call or one less call on other days, but he would definitely not remember whether there was a call or not that day.

He hit play.

"Wenguang, I..."

When Zhong Wenguang heard He Zhe's choked sobs, his heart suddenly picked up.

He Zhe had never shown him such a vulnerable side.

In this regard, Zhong Wenguang was somewhat resentful at first.He Zhe always doesn't say anything, and supports everything by himself.He is concerned about He Zhe, but he can't ignore every flaw in every detail, and he also needs to take a breather.

In fact, this can not blame He Zhe.

For one thing, when He Zhe met Zhong Wenguang, he had recovered from his depression for a while, and his mentality was still very stable.

Besides, when He Zhe and Zhong Wenguang stayed together, they lived happily, and there was no problem of supporting themselves when they were sad.

Also, the therapist gave Zhong Wenguang an explanation.

If a lion is put into a strong glass enclosure from an early age, and his favorite breeder is placed outside the enclosure.

The lion cub wanted to play with the breeder. He might hit the glass once, twice, or countless times, but he failed in the end.

The cubs grew up in glass enclosures under the care of keepers, but when people removed the glass enclosures, the big lions would not try to get out of that enclosure again.

Even outside the hood, his favorite keeper waved to him as always.

The recording is still playing.

"It's okay, Wen Guang, just to tell you that I'm home..."

He Zhe on the phone returned to his normal tone, except for his breathing being a little heavier, he couldn't hear anything unusual.

Zhong Wenguang tightly gripped the phone in his hand.

No one responded to He Zhe in the recording, but He Zhe didn't hang up the phone, and the two sides were quiet for a while.

Afterwards, He Zhe seemed to have experienced a period of silent struggle, sobbing uncontrollably, and in a tone almost begging, "Come back and stay with me, okay..."

Even if he just listened to the recording, Wenguang Zhong couldn't control himself, and wept along with him.

His cub, even bruised and bruised, still limped to get out of the glass enclosure and give him a hug.

However, Zhong Wenguang never expected to hear his own voice in the recording.

Distant, calm, unhurried.

"Azhe, I'm busy, can you call back later?"

phone dropped on the ground,

"what is this."

Finally Wenguang stepped back again and again, and instinctively held He Zhe's hand, "Azhe, what is this?"

The little lion stumbled and ran, but bumped into a wall built by his favorite breeder.

Bleeding.

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Zhong Wenguang held He Zhe's hand all the time, watching him gradually wake up.

"Hmm... Wen Guang?" He Zhe felt the temperature in his hands, and was a little confused.

It is true that he and Zhong Wenguang sometimes get tired of being together, but after all, they were ill before and there were so many messy things, it is inevitable that there will be a little estrangement between the two.

He Zhe also knows that Wen Guang's life is not easy. Besides, the time between worlds is short, and the contact between the two is less, so he doesn't think it's a big deal.

But now holding his hand all the time, He Zhe was a little surprised.

He thought he would go in with his memory, and if Wen Guang found out, he would definitely be angry, but he was worried when he was in the world, how could he explain it to Wen Guang.

However, what Wen Guang saw was that He Zhe would feel flattered even at such an intimate act of holding hands.

He couldn't imagine what kind of mood He Zhe put down the phone that day, how he spent the sick days after that by himself, and how much he mustered up when he wanted to take the last step. The courage to come and find yourself.

He Zhe sat up, seeing Zhong Wenguang looking at him with a complicated expression.

The two people are facing each other, but He Zhe is half leaning and half sitting on the edge of the nutrition warehouse, while Zhong Wenguang is standing, so now Zhong Wenguang has to be taller than He Zhe.

There are too many emotions in Zhong Wenguang's eyes, sad, sad, wronged, distressed, and confused.

This made He Zhe start to feel guilty, he just went in with his memory, he didn't cause any trouble, he didn't cause trouble, he didn't die, the ending was quite happy, isn't it...

"What's the matter?" He Zhe shook the hands held by the two, carefully looked up at Wenguang, "I can't see the beautiful tail, so sad?"

Under normal circumstances, a new memory module is used in He Zhe's world. After leaving the world, he has no permission to touch those memories.

If He Zhe has the memory in the world, the first possibility is that Wenguang finally gave permission, and the second possibility is that He Zhe didn't use the memory module in the world, and went in directly with the real memory.

So He Zhe is going to take the route of voluntarily admitting his mistakes, and for some reason, he always has a kind of fanciful confidence that Wen Guang will not really get angry with him.

Now Wenguang Zhong is only thinking about that phone call. "He" obviously did such an excessive thing, but He Zhe didn't mind, and saw that he was in a bad mood, and wanted to make him happy.

He is really, distressed.

Finally Wenguang couldn't think of any way to make him not cry on the spot, and he didn't know why he insisted on not crying, maybe he felt that he was not worthy to cry in front of He Zhe.

So he bit his tongue hard, tried to adjust his emotions back, and calmly chatted with He Zhe about the phone call.

He Zhe soon saw that something was wrong with Zhong Wenguang, stood up and squeezed Zhong Wenguang's chin, "Let go."

Zhong Wenguang obediently let go of his strength, and He Zhe stopped pinching the opponent's chin, and put his hands on the side of Zhong Wenguang's neck, "Do you want to compare yourself to me?"

He Zhe wouldn't have dared to speak like this before, but he is a person who has experienced so many worlds anyway, so the routine will inevitably be different from before.

Besides, he has never self-harmed in the true sense, but saying that is enough to scare Zhong Wenguang.

And Zhong Wenguang really couldn't hear what He Zhe said, and all the calm communication was forgotten in an instant.

"Azhe, I wasn't the person on the phone that day."

"I don't know what's going on, why did my voice appear on the phone..."

He Zhe reacted for a while before realizing what Wenguang Zhong was talking about.To be honest, he has forgotten about that phone call, probably because of a kind of self-protection, and he has always been able to block the not-so-good memories.

"En." He Zhe nodded.

At first, Wenguang thought that He Zhe would give more reactions, he was surprised or distrusted, but after waiting for a long time, nothing came except for an "en".

"Don't... question me?" This will change the end of Wenguang's confusion, "Theoretically, at this time, shouldn't you say aggressively, 'That's your voice, how could it not be you', or 'You think I'm Believe me' or something, and then I start crying, and you turn away from me and walk away or something?"

At this moment, He Zhe really wanted to give Zhong Wenguang a headache. After holding back for a long time, he finally held back. With a kind of humanistic care for customers, he asked, "Like... this kind of plot? If you like it, just tell me." Ah, I'll create a world for you."

He Zhe sensed something was wrong.

He didn't notice anything wrong that day, probably because his emotions were too unstable at that time, and besides, the feeling at that time was really like a sap hit on the head.

Later, it was estimated that the blow was too great, and He Zhe never recovered, so he never dared to ask Zhong Wenguang what he was busy with at that time.

Then came a series of relapses of depression and various discomfort reactions.At that time, his mind was already in a mess, how could he still care about thinking about the strangeness of that phone call.

Part of the reason why He Zhe is so indifferent now is that he felt that there was something wrong with his way of thinking before.

Even if he doesn't say it on the surface, psychologically he always thinks that the appearance of Wenguang finally completes the core part of his puzzle.

However, this behavior itself is a gamble.

No one is obligated to be a part of someone else.Indeed, they can maintain a fixed shape obediently and obediently, temporarily making up for your lack; but they also have the right to change shape, leave, and complete their own puzzles.

A partner can hand you a piece of the puzzle, but they shouldn't be that piece.

If the person on the phone is really Zhong Wenguang, then he lost the bet.If he lost the bet, he had to blame the bad cards he got, but he was the one who decided to sit at the gambling table.

Not to mention, the behavior of "Zhong Wenguang" on the phone was already a little too cold.Even if it's just ordinary friends, I'm afraid they won't be so indifferent, let alone Zhong Wenguang.

In the end Wenguang didn't expect such a thing, He Zhe still can't do it right.Precisely twisted a position on He Zhe's waist, that position seemed to He Zhe to be similar to itchy flesh, but if it was just tickling, He Zhe would not have any strange reaction, so it had to be twisted.

Finally Wenguang also forgot how he found such a position in the first place. Anyway, He Zhe always surrendered instantly when he twisted it.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong," He Zhe hurriedly grabbed Zhong Wenguang's wrist, "Bao'er, don't touch here."

What He Zhe never told Zhong Wenguang was that that place was not his itchy flesh at all.The reason why he surrenders quickly every time is because if he twists that place a few more times, he will react.

He Zhe used to be a very reserved person on the surface, so naturally he couldn't allow Mao to react in front of Zhong Wenguang, so he hid very quickly.

But He Zhe now is not the same as before.

Relying on his long legs, hooking and locking his two legs, he directly imprisoned Zhong Wenguang in front of him.

His hands covered Zhong Wenguang's, and they all stayed at the waist side, "Wenguang, it's been so long, let me tell you the truth."

In the end, Wenguang thought that He Zhe was going to talk about the phone call, and instantly became serious.

"You twist here, but I actually don't feel uncomfortable."

Final Wenguang: "..."

Who wants to hear the truth?

Speaking of which, He Zhe took Zhong Wenguang's hand all the way down from the waist, staying in an indescribable position, "It's the uncomfortable thing."

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He Zhe didn't say it earlier, he didn't say it later, he chose to explain these at this time, and finally Wenguang knew that the other party was still trying to coax him.

He withdrew his hand, "Azhe, although I have made it clear now, as long as I think about how sad you were when you heard the response on the phone, I will..."

He Zhe was also rarely silent.

What kind of feeling is that, probably drowning in the air suddenly, wanting to escape to take a breath, but don't know where is the shore.

He put his arms around Zhong Wenguang, buried his face in the other's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I know."

Finally Wenguang stroked He Zhe's hair and patted He Zhe's back, "Everything will be fine."

"At that time, I really thought that you didn't want me anymore," He Zhe said slowly, "I must have done something wrong, so you don't want to talk to me anymore."

"So I just thought, if I obey and behave better, you will come back, and because of this, I never bothered you again."

Finally Wenguang knows.Before, he only felt subjectively that He Zhe seldom contacted him proactively, but after looking through the records, he realized that He Zhe had never called him again after that, and all the contacts were single-item. .

"Actually, I should ask you, but you also know that after seeing the light, you can no longer adapt to the darkness."

"I'm so afraid of the dark, I can only pretend not to see it."

When He Zhe said these words, he was very calm, and there was no grievance or fear in his tone.

Zhong Wenguang's heart felt a little sour.

He knew that He Zhe was able to cry and wanted him to be with him at that time. There were reasons for his father's death, and there were also reasons why He Zhe was still on the phone, so He Zhe was still able to let go.

It's not incomprehensible that He Zhe is so calm now.There were no strong mood swings at first, and the two of them were so close, and they had been staying in the world before. Now that they returned to reality, there were more or less rifts, but finally Wenguang knew that the main reason was, why? Zhe in the end -

Still got hurt.

It doesn't matter, Wenguang finally thought, He Zhe is still willing to confide in himself, take his time, he has enough patience to wait, and He Zhe will gradually get better.

He Zhe originally thought that it didn't matter whether he said anything about the previous things, but he didn't want to really tell everything, and he felt a lot better.

He let go of Zhong Wenguang's waist, and instead held the opponent's face.

"what?"

"Why does my own voice appear strangely on the phone I don't know? Why does this voice seem to have its own memory? Is it the lack of previous memory or personality?