Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

Zhou Ziche ground his molars, and smiled harmlessly: "Mr. Jiang, please go ahead."

Of course he would be extremely happy to live in a better room instead of living on the same floor as Jiang Gu.

"May I ask when Mr. Jiang plans to move, do you need me to ask someone to help now?"

"No need."

The man standing not far away stared at him with a half-smile.

"There aren't many things, I'll just move them myself."

When those long and narrow phoenix eyes are lifted up, they always look like Satan from hell, hiding some wicked thoughts.

Zhou Ziche turned sideways to make way for him, and simply sat on the suitcase and waited for someone to finish carrying the things.

He originally thought that Jiang Gu would ask someone to come over and clean the basement, after all, it was a place where sundries were piled up, and there was a lot of dust, but the other party just went upstairs to get a quilt and a pillow.

"Okay, Ah Che can go back to the room."

No matter how you look at it, you have bad intentions.

Zhou Ziche stood up: "The key to the room."

"At the coffee table."

"I remember that the basement was not locked, so I took all the room keys here. President Jiang has no objection?"

"Of course not."

Zhou Ziche stuffed a few bunches of keys into his pocket, carried the suitcase upstairs, and locked the door as soon as he entered the guest room.

Jiang Gu is not such a kind person. With that person's personality, since he is willing to wrong him to live in the basement, he probably wants more from him.

He still can't guess what Jiang Gu wants, but it's always good to be on guard.

Zhou Ziche opened the suitcase and scanned the room first. The layout of the guest room has not changed much, but his clothes that were originally in the closet have been emptied.

He neatly took out the things in the suitcase, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower and change into clean clothes. When he walked out, he heard two dull knocks on the door.

The young man's pajamas had just been put on halfway, revealing a small half of his thin and slender waistline.

Hearing the sound, it looked like a cat that had just relaxed and was frightened, and took a step back vigilantly.

Zhou Ziche quickly straightened his clothes.

"Who?"

"Ache, it's me."

Jiang Gu's voice became deeper and more melodious through a wooden door.

"If you have anything, you can talk on the phone."

"I just brought you dinner, Ah Che needn't be so nervous."

Zhou Ziche hesitated for a moment, then heard the other party continue with a low smile.

"If I really want to do something, do you think this door can stop me?"

The door opened, and the man had already changed into a T-shirt for home use. The dark black silk underwear lined his cold white face, showing a bit of casual laziness.

In the dim light of the evening, it looks like a vampire in the Western Middle Ages in the legend.

"I don't know if Ah Che's taste has changed in the past few months. The secretary sent some food that you used to love. Do you think it suits your appetite?"

Zhou Ziche glanced at the food on the dinner plate.

The pasta and steak were still steaming, and they were obviously delivered just after they were prepared.

"Thank you."

"There is one more thing, probably A Che accidentally dropped it, and the secretary also brought it over, and put it on the coffee table downstairs."

Zhou Ziche raised his eyebrows, he didn't remember what he left behind.

He walked out the door, leaned on the railing of the corridor and looked in the direction of the coffee table downstairs. There was a medicine box on the coffee table, which was the one he had taken away before.

The pale eyes of the young man became colder, and he retracted his gaze expressionlessly.

"That...where did Jiang always find it?"

"A Che's hotel in Hengshi."

"I'm not left behind, I'm lost because it's useless."

Zhou Ziche walked back to the room, and took out a brand new medicine box from the cabinet that had just been finished.

"I think this new one looks better, what does Mr. Jiang think?"

He clearly felt the arc of Jiang Gu's thin lips sharpened a few degrees when his voice fell.

"Ache hasn't used up the medicine in there yet, why do you say..."

Zhou Ziche gave a soft "tsk", pretending to think: "Let's think about it, the time I threw away this medicine box seems to be the day I heard Xu Yi hand it to me for the recording."

"It's true that the medicine in it hasn't been used up yet, and I didn't want to waste it, but—"

Zhou Ziche knocked on the table with one hand, and fiddled with the bracelet of the new medicine box with the other.

"But I think that the medicine box and the medicine in it were touched by Mr. Jiang, and I feel a little bit disgusting. Seeing the note written by Mr. Jiang on it, it is even more disgusting."

Without waiting for Jiang Gu's answer, he walked over and pushed the door shut.

"Anyway, I don't want that medicine box anymore. If Mr. Jiang wants to keep it, it will be considered as returning it to the original owner. You can keep it yourself. I have to eat and rest. I will charge your bank card for the meal money later. Goodbye."

The door closed with a bang without any hesitation.

Jiang Gu's three-dimensional facial features were engraved with dark shadows under the suddenly darkened light, and the ink color in his eyes almost blended with the surrounding darkness, shining with a crazy color.

He looked at the locked door lock, as if he wanted to reach out to push the door open, the veins on the back of his bony hands were exposed, he paused, and finally let it go.

Zhou Ziche didn't go far, and blocked the door with his back tensed. He could clearly hear the other party's deep breathing, like a beast with red eyes lying dormant and waiting for its prey to fall into a trap.

The young man raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and let out a soft breath.

In fact, he didn't intend to say those words to provoke Nu Jianggu, but when the words came to his lips, he seemed to be unwilling to utter them.

The person outside the door hadn't left yet, and he could even hear the slight rustling of the other's clothes.

Zhou Ziche also stood leaning against the door panel and tried his best to breathe lightly.

It was uncountable how long it took, a few minutes, or more than ten minutes, before the footsteps outside the door gradually went away.

His body, which was stretched like a bow, relaxed little by little, and the vigilance between his eyebrows and eyes had not completely receded.

Suddenly I heard a "bang", like the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

He froze for a moment, but the sound of hitting the ground was silent, and the room returned to deathly silence.

Jiang Gu looked at the medicine box that was broken into several pieces in front of him. There were ointments inside and sticky notes on the medicine box. The old handwriting on it seemed to remind him of the past three years.

Zhou Ziche has always been a mild-mannered person, not only in front of him, but also in the eyes of fans and the media, he has always been modest and polite, with a non-competitive personality.

He never thought that one day the young man would look at him with that kind of cold and indifferent eyes, and his words were as straightforward as a poisoned sharp knife, and said to him mercilessly——

"I feel sick."

Obviously for the past three years... that person always liked to look at him with pursed lips and a smile. The love in his eyes overflowed from the brown peach blossom eyes, which was captivating.

Obviously, when he was sick, that person anxiously rummaged through the medicine cabinet for medicine, and boiled water and poured tea for him in the middle of the night.

"Jiang Gu, I want to prepare a medicine box for you too, so that when I'm not around, you won't have a high fever in the middle of the night and no one will take care of you and you won't be able to take medicine."

The lid of the medicine box on the ground was so broken that it couldn't be put back together, and the old ink stains on the sticky notes were already wrinkled and blurred...