The First Assassin[Esports]

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Luo Tingzhou borrowed a car from Wang Heng and drove to the mental hospital located in the mountains. There was also a Fu Xunshu in the car.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was overcast and it looked like it was going to rain.

The moment the car drove into the winding mountain road, the already dim light became a few degrees darker. The lush trees on both sides of the road cast large shadows on the ground, rendering a heavy and depressing atmosphere like a ghost movie.

It rained last night in the mountains. At this time, the drops of water between the grass blades were still wet, and the damp smell of grass, trees and soil floated into the car from the car window. It smelled bad, so Luo Tingzhou turned the car The window went up.

Contrary to the gloomy and quiet atmosphere outside, the voices inside the car were noisy.

Luo Tingzhou's ears were almost callused when he heard someone chatter intermittently and nervously.

The little boy friend sitting next to him attached great importance to meeting his parents for the first time, and asked "Captain, can I start like this later", and then asked "What if the captain's mother doesn't like me", interspersed with "Is my body suitable for parents", "Captain, take a look at me", "Look at me, just take a look"...

When Fu Xunshu No.20 asked "How is my body" seven times, Luo Tingzhou stepped on the brake and said, "Here we are, get out of the car."

A bit impatient.

This winter is colder than previous years. Most of the pedestrians on the street are wrapped in zongzi. Fu Xunshu alone seems to be unable to feel the cold wind. He is wearing a crisp windbreaker and a cashmere shirt inside, which makes his figure tall and tall, and he wears a pair of boots. , with long legs striding forward, the corners of his clothes rattling, and his figure was dashing, as if he had moved the runway from the catwalk to the iron gate of a mental hospital.

Luo Tingzhou glanced at him and thought: Peacock, it's humanoid.

"Wait." Seeing the man walking in with his neck bare, Luo Tingzhou stopped him, fished a scarf from the car, and "tied up" Fu Xunshu's neck like a twine.

Fu Xunshu: "..."

Subconsciously, Fu Xunshu wanted to tear off the scarf, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the captain wearing the same scarf as him, paused with his hands, then silently adjusted the half-teared scarf, and put down his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Tingzhou noticed that his eyes were on his neck, and said, "New Year's gift, just buy it."

What Fu Xunshu didn't tell Luo Tingzhou was that the clothes he wore since he was a child were either famous brands or custom-made. If the quality of close-fitting clothes is not good enough, he will feel extremely itchy, especially the scarf that fits the skin of the neck.He would have an allergic reaction to most of the scarves on the market today, but the one Luo Tingzhou gave him was delicate in the hand and did not itch on the skin, so it was obviously not a "casual buy" gift.

Fu Xunshu crooked the corners of his eyes, but did not puncture them.

Visiting patients need to make an appointment in advance, Luo Tingzhou reported the appointment number, and the gatekeeper opened the door for them.

On the first day of the new year, most of the medical staff in the hospital were on vacation, and only a small number of doctors were on duty.

Probably not yet the time to go out for a walk, most of the patients stayed in the room quietly, the inside and outside of the door were equally quiet.

Turning around an aisle, the doctor on duty led them to Ward 3102.

The doctor was very embarrassed and said to Luo Tingzhou: "The last time we let the patient run out of the hospital, it was our dereliction of duty. Recently, Ms. Meng Xiao's care has been strengthened. Even if she is a family member of the patient, she only has one hour to visit her." , please understand."

As for the last time Meng Xiao ran out of the mental hospital, the hospital apologized and compensated her. Naturally, Luo Tingzhou would not hold on to this matter, and nodded his head to express his understanding.

The doctor opened the door and said softly, "Meng Xiao, someone has come to see you."

The woman sitting beside the hospital bed shaking her head suddenly turned her head. This was the first time Fu Xunshu saw Luo Tingzhou's mother. The woman's facial features were all exquisite, and the years seemed to have treated her particularly favorably. There was not a trace of fine lines in the corners of her eyes. Looking at it quietly like this When she came over, her eyes were as lively as a young girl's. When she brushed her hair behind her ears, she exuded a demure and intellectual temperament through this movement.

Suddenly, the faces of the woman and Luo Tingzhou gradually overlapped in the distorted space.With such similar eyebrows and eyes, Fu Xunshu seemed to see another Luo Tingzhou.

But soon, this first impression was shattered.

"You're here!" While speaking, the gentleness and tranquility on the woman's face disappeared completely.

She jumped out of bed, ran barefoot in front of Luo Tingzhou, stretched out her thin arms, encircled Luo Tingzhou's waist with a look of nostalgia, buried her face in Luo Tingzhou's chest, "I miss you so much."

However, "I miss you so much" is not followed by Luo Tingzhou's name.

——"I miss you so much, Luo Feng."

Fu Xunshu's meticulously prepared gifts, his deliberate dressing for this meeting, and his apprehension when he came, all disappeared after meeting Meng Xiao.

It is true that the captain told him not to have too much expectations before he came. With Meng Xiao's current situation, she is only a little better than a lunatic.

For 24 hours a day, Meng Xiao spent nearly [-] hours missing her first love, Luo Tingzhou's father, Luo Feng.The remaining four hours are for rest, and the time that can be allocated to Luo Tingzhou is only a few breaths.

In other words, it is almost difficult for Meng Xiao to remember that she has a son, and Luo Tingzhou looks very similar to his father, and Meng Xiao often recognizes him as Luo Feng.

Due to her illness, her memory has seriously deviated, and every time Luo Tingzhou visits her, she has to introduce herself again.

Today is no exception.

After introducing himself, Luo Tingzhou grabbed Meng Xiao's wrist, gently pushed him away, and looked at Fu Xunshu beside him, "Mom, this is my boyfriend, Fu Xunshu, bring him to see you today."

Meng Xiao's puzzled eyes shuttled between the two, revealing almost innocent ignorance, "How can Luo Feng have a boyfriend? You clearly said that as long as I have one."

"Mom, you have a problem with your memory. I'm not Luo Feng. I brought a little book here today to help you understand the way. Whether you object or agree, it has nothing to do with me." Luo Tingzhou finished calmly. , the left hand was grasped forcefully.

Luo Tingzhou turned his head to look at Fu Xunshu, who smiled back.

This scene somehow irritated Meng Xiao, she rushed up to break the hands of the two while yelling that she couldn't do it.

But before it touched it, it was blocked.

Fu Xunshu stood in front of Meng Xiao, holding the person behind him with one hand, and stretching the other hand in front of him. Meng Xiao's insane movements messed up his ironed sleeves, scratched the back of his hand with his fingernails, and drew red marks.

Fu Xunshu didn't seem to care about the pain on the back of his hand at all, and looked at the mad woman with cold eyes, and paused every word, as if saying an oath engraved in his soul: "Auntie, if you only want Luofeng, then Luotingzhou, I will take it away gone."

"You don't love him, I will love him."

The things that Fu Xunshu bought online a few months ago finally came into use.

It was Luo Tingzhou who sent out the invitation first.

"Do you want to do it?"

Back at the club, his Luo team threw out two bombs in a calm tone, which instantly made Fu Xunshu's heart pound.

"Captain, are you serious?"

Luo Tingzhou was very serious, "Do you want to do it? I remember you bought something before, and today you can test the quality."

Fu Xunshu pursed his lips.

He couldn't refuse this huge temptation.

It was like a piece of fragrant cake placed in front of a hungry traveler, wishing to eat it in one bite, but the remaining rationality told him to eat one bite at a time, chewing slowly so as not to choke.

Desire and reason are at war between heaven and man, and the form of expression is silence.

This silence gave Luo Tingzhou a wrong hint.

"If you don't come, then I'll come," Luo Tingzhou said, touching the small bag in the drawer, "I heard that the people above are tired, the captain is considerate of you, and reluctantly—"

Before he finished speaking, a hand snatched the square bag from him, and his sensitive earlobe became wet.Fu Xunshu whispered behind his ear, "Captain, can you take it off yourself or should I take it off for you? Huh?"

Fu Xunshu's voice is in excellent condition. Once he deliberately lowers his voice, even the spring breeze will be intoxicated.

He obviously didn't use an orderly tone, but people couldn't help but obey his words.

Luo Tingzhou leaned against the head of the bed, the dim light from the window shone on his white skin, like a ball of snow nestled in the quilt.

Fu Xunshu held the side of the small bag in his mouth and tore it open with all his teeth. His aggressive eyes never left the ball of snow for a moment.

Luo Tingzhou looked uncomfortable, under this look, he was like a fish on a chopping board.

He confronted him sincerely, but the other party was fully dressed and only untied the scarf. Thinking of this, Luo Tingzhou was a little dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand, "I'll help you too—"

"Need not."

The hands were stopped and carefully tied with a scarf.

Fu Xunshu bowed his head and kissed Luo Tingzhou's fingertips, with an evil smile.

He whispered softly and ordered: "Captain, turn around and lie down."

A muffled thunder startled a winter rain.

The rain was falling, wet the soil, vegetation, and the buds emerging from the dead branches. One after another, the raindrops slipped from the trembling tree branches and dripped into the muddy soil. The fragile branches Washed by the torrential rain, the vibration frequency fluctuates from time to time.The rain gradually subsided, the branches trembled, and the branches were covered with rainwater. Occasionally, two leaves were glued together by the rain, and they were inseparable.

The smell of rainwater filled the room.

Fu Xunshu kissed away the tears hanging from Luo Tingzhou's eyelashes, his movements were gentle and restrained.

"Hiss—" No matter how careful Fu Xunshu was when he withdrew, Luo Tingzhou still gasped in pain. He froze and didn't move. pain."

Fu Xunshu stared intently at the person in his arms, with peaches on his cheeks and timidity at the end of his eyes. The spring scenery was so strong that people couldn't take their eyes off it, making people want to see the gorgeous scene of peach blossoms in full bloom again.

Even so, this person is not conscious, and those seductive words are even blurted out.

Fu Xunshu endured it and said, "If you don't go out, it will be the captain who will suffer later."

Almost as soon as Fu Xunshu's voice fell, Luo Tingzhou felt a change, "..." Fuck.

After 10 minutes, Fu Xunshu took the man to wash.

The surface of the snow ball in his arms was dyed with pink frost, only some red and purple spots were added in some places.

Mechanical purpura is not only bad for the body, but also unsightly. Fu Xunshu refrained from biting too hard. Even so, he still left a little bit, fortunately, it was in a hidden place.

Luo Tingzhou was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and his legs felt soft when they touched the ground. Fu Xunshu had to bring a small stool in and sit on it, so that Luo Tingzhou sat in his arms facing him, holding a flower in his hand. Sprinkle and wash from top to bottom for extra finesse.

Is the person in his arms tired? He didn't want to say a single syllable for a few minutes, or when he was washing a certain place, he made a few unbearable nasal sounds. It's very pitiful.

After giving him a bath, Fu Xunshu took out the ointment, turned Luo Tingzhou over like a rice cake, and applied the ointment for him.

Looking at his "masterpiece", Fu Xunshu sincerely apologized, "Captain, I'm sorry, I'm inexperienced for the first time, I lost my strength and hurt you."

Luo Tingzhou snorted: "Then with this experience, you will be able to restrain your strength next time?"

Fu Xunshu thought for a while and said, "Maybe not."

Luo Tingzhou mocked him: "You can't, can you let me do it next time?"

Fu Xunshu bent his fingers subconsciously, his nails brushed the place where the ointment was applied, and suddenly he heard Luo Tingzhou's inhalation, "Do you still hate me when you say you can't do it?"

"Sorry." Apologize again, and add a comforting kiss, "This is the first time that theory is combined with practice. Captain, please be considerate and considerate of me as a novice. Besides, did I make the captain uncomfortable just now?"

Luo Tingzhou didn't answer this time, and buried himself in the pillow, only showing his two red ears.

There was a sense of tranquility in the room, Fu Xunshu finished applying the medicine, tidied himself up and went to bed.

It was still early, before dinner time, the two of them nestled under the quilt, listening to the sound of raindrops falling outside the window.

Just when Fu Xunshu thought that Luo Tingzhou had fallen asleep, Luo Tingzhou suddenly said, "Am I, shouldn't I take you to see her?"

Fu Xunshu quickly realized who this "she" was, "No, I'm very happy."

"What are you happy about?" Luo Tingzhou raised his face, rested his chin on his arm, and looked sideways at Fu Xunshu.

Fu Xunshu rubbed his soft hair, put his fingers to the back of his head, and squeezed the earlobe with excellent texture. Under the eyes of the other party who became impatient, he said: "The captain can take me to see my aunt, which proves that I am not me in this life." No, shouldn't I be happy?"

Luo Tingzhou immediately opened his mouth to argue: "Don't put gold on your face."

Fu Xunshu asked back: "Isn't it?"

Luo Tingzhou said: "But if the person I meet is not you, I will also bring someone to her."

Luo Tingzhou only realized what he said after the words came out.

Look up.

Sure enough, there was no smile on Fu Xunshu's face.

He wanted to defend himself, but kept silent because he didn't know how to speak.

He actually never thought about who he would be with for the rest of his life, but he thought that if he fell in love, he must bring it to Meng Xiao and tell her about his love partner.

This candidate had been vacant until he met Fu Xunshu.

The ticking sound outside the window disappeared without a trace.

After two seconds of silence, Fu Xunshu said, "In that case, I won't let you bring another person to see Auntie."

At a certain moment, Luo Tingzhou was keenly aware of the terrifying possessiveness of the other party. Even if he didn't look at the expression on Fu Xunshu's face, he could taste the slightly crazy paranoia from the other party's stern tone.

Luo Tingzhou was not afraid.

He recalled what Fu Xunshu said when he left the mental hospital.

——"If you don't love him, I will love him."

These words touched the softest part of my chest at that time, and when I think about it later, it is still so beautiful that it makes people tremble.

So, Luo Tingzhou stretched out his hand, and did what he wanted to do but didn't do at the time—under Fu Xunshu's abyss-like gaze, he pressed his head down and kissed him.

He has seen someone love someone by any means, such as his mother. It is a sick and crazy love, like a fire, burning each other.

But now, he actually saw a similar flame on Fu Xunshu.

When he was young, he made up his mind to stay away from people like Meng Xiao.

But when he met Fu Xunshu's fireball, he ran into it without much hesitation.

Kissing can make someone sweet.

Fu Xunshu thought so.

Because he heard Luo Tingzhou promise him between kisses: "There will be no other person except you."

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