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After Zhouzhou finished his meal, Wen Qiyu went downstairs to buy some snacks for Zhouzhou to watch TV, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes by himself.After everything was packed, Wen Qiyu coaxed Zhouzhou to sleep.

But Zhouzhou just refused to sleep, shivering tremblingly under the quilt. As soon as Wen Qiyu walked over, Zhouzhou got out of the quilt, tearfully pulling Wen Qiyu's sleeve to ask Wen Qiyu to accompany him.

Wen Qiyu had no choice but to lie on the bed and let Zhouzhou burrow into his arms. He waited until Zhouzhou was fast asleep before carefully getting up the documents about Cui Yi that would be used in the court hearing the day after tomorrow.

Sitting at the desk, Wen Qiyu was still struggling with another matter.

Since the day I entered the court, I have been pursuing the principles of pursuing justice and seeking the truth, and I have always had a clear conscience.

But Cui Yi.

Wen Qiyu took a sip of beer, trying not to think so much.

But, no.

Cui Yi did not get justice.

The Gu family was indeed involved in bribing officials, and Cui Yi's father did have grievances.that is the truth.

Wen Qiyu tried to convince himself not to care.But it can't be done.

But if he really helps Cui Yi fight this lawsuit, it will be to himself, to Gu Yan...

Can I face Gu Yan again...

Gu Yan will hate me.

As if all the strength in his body had been emptied in an instant, Wen Qiyu lay heavily on the desk.

Sometimes, Wen Qiyu doesn't like such a rational self.

The next day, Zhouzhou didn't get up until noon, and after eating the lunch left by Gu Yan, he suddenly remembered that he still needed to type, and hurried home to get the computer.

Wen Qiyu looked at the time and found that he was not in Liuzhou, because, this time, could it be coming soon.

Don't let Zhou Zhou see Mo Fei.

Wen Qiyu was very determined.

Zhou Zhou's mood is not suitable to see Mo Fei now, he will be afraid.So it would be best to let him go home at this time.So Wen Qiyu told Zhouzhou that he had to work for a while, and asked Zhouzhou to come back after finishing the manuscript.

As soon as Zhouzhou left, Mo Fei came.

Mo Fei stood at the door in embarrassment.

Faced with Wen Qiyu who came to open the door, could it be that he couldn't lift his head up.

"Don't feel guilty about me. After all, I'm not the one who was forced." Wen Qiyu stepped forward to let Mo Fei in, and Mo Fei lowered his head after hearing Wen Qiyu's cold and reproachful words.

"Come in. After calling me so many times, what do you want to say?"

With that said, Wen Qiyu led Mo Fei into the study, where the two sat facing each other, the atmosphere was oppressive and dull.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose! I really drank too much ><" Mo Fei finally couldn't stand the suppressed silence, and opened his mouth to explain.

"That's not a reason." Wen Qiyu tapped his fingers on the table, "It's your fault that you drank too much, why did you come to find Zhouzhou Zhouzhou, who is yours?"

Just three sentences left Mo Fei speechless.

Wen Qiyu looked at Mo Fei who was silent with guilt on his face, sighed, and when he was about to persuade him a few more words, there was a knock on the door.Wen Qiyu got up and said, "Think about it yourself. Otherwise, don't come to Zhouzhou again." After speaking, he left the study to open the door.

As soon as Wen Qiyu opened the door, he saw Zhouzhou with red eyes.

"Ayu...I...(>﹏<.) ~ woo woo woo..."

Standing at the door, Zhouzhou burst into tears.Wen Qiyu panicked.

"Don't cry, Zhouzhou, what's the matter, what happened? Come in and talk slowly."

Wen Qiyu reached out to Lazhouzhou, but Zhouzhou hugged Wen Qiyu's neck involuntarily, and buried his face on Wen Qiyu's shoulder.Wen Qiyu instantly felt that his shoulders were wet.

"Okay, okay, sit on the sofa and talk slowly, please don't cry now, my dear~"

Wen Qiyu coaxed and persuaded Zhouzhou to sit on the sofa, and Zhouzhou lay down in Wen Qiyu's arms again, resting on Wen Qiyu's leg, sobbing softly.

"What's the matter? Can I help you?"

After hearing Wen Qiyu's gentle coaxing gesture, Zhouzhou was about to cry again, and Wen Qiyu quickly changed the subject.

"Zhou Zhou, is he watching, you will be laughed at if you cry like this~" After speaking, he pointed to Mo Fei who was standing at the door of the study and staring at the two in a daze.

"You...you go away! Bad guy!" Zhouzhou put his elbows on Wen Qiyu's legs and half propped himself up, and roared at Mofei with a 'very imposing' voice, but with a soft nasal voice that had just cried. It really makes people want to go up and ravage twice.

Especially at this time, could it be that his heart was itching.

"...Tell you to go away, can't you hear me! You bully me too..."

"...Could it be, can you stay in the study for a while?" Wen Qiyu said and pointed to Zhouzhou in his arms.

"Zhouzhou...Okay! Okay, call me!" Mo Fei closed the door of the study with some displeasure.

State state! !

State state! !

State state! !

State state! !

State state! !

……

Could it be that he hadn't been this unhappy for a long time!

Zhouzhou, how could you lie in Wen Qiyu's arms? !fall!

Still let me go away? !Flip the table!

What do you want? !

Could it be...Zhouzhou likes Wen Qiyu? ! !

how can? ! !

and many more!

I can't really like that little dwarf, can I? ?

Driven by curiosity, could it be that he did something he never bothered to do——

Lie on the crack of the door.

Opening a thin door, I saw Zhouzhou still lying in Wen Qiyu's arms, his crying voice was soft and nasal: "Ayu, um... I saw it as soon as I got home... a lot of retreats." Manuscript... I... am I very bad... I can't hold on..."

"...I like Zhouzhou's work. I like it very much."

Unexpectedly, Wen Qiyu would say this, Zhou Zhou revealed a pair of tearful eyes from Wen Qiyu's arms, staring at Wen Qiyu like a frightened little animal.

"Really, is it true, Ayu is, is he, coaxing me..."

"No~ it's very serious." Wen Qiyu smiled softly, and wiped away the tears on Zhouzhou's face, "Zhouzhou's works can make people feel touching innocence and sincerity, and feel...very clean and beautiful I am a loyal reader of writers from Zhouzhou University~" He stroked Zhouzhou's messy hair as he spoke.

Zhouzhou thought for a while and cried again.

"~Woooooo...Ayu must be trying to make me happy..."

"Okay, okay, stop crying," Wen Qiyu put his arms around Zhouzhou, and softly comforted him in his ear, "Every day after I get off work, I read Zhouzhou's novels, which will make me feel much more relaxed, as if I have been depressed for a long time and suddenly It’s as comfortable as breathing through.”

Zhouzhou stopped crying again, and looked up at Wen Qiyu without speaking. The teary look made Wen Qiyu laugh.

"They've all become little tabby cats~" Wen Qiyu held back Zhouzhou's hand that was smearing on the white and tender cheeks that still had some baby fat, and took out the delicate white handkerchief in his pocket to wipe Zhouzhou's face carefully.

Wen Qiyu couldn't help thinking of Gu Yan.

Back then, Gu Yan was like this too, crying in his arms and saying that he didn't want to draw manga anymore.

That Gu Yan who loved her was revived with blood just because of a few words of encouragement from her.

The next day, he confessed to himself.

Wen Qiyu sighed, stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Zhou who was still sniffling, and patted his back lightly, Zhou Zhou actually maintained this position and gradually breathed steadily.

Falling asleep crying and falling asleep when tired is totally childish.Wen Qiyu patted Zhouzhou's back lightly as before, shook his head helplessly, and smiled dotingly.

Could it be that when he saw this scene, he felt like he was going to drown in a vat of vinegar!

All right!Even if I was bent by that little guy with negative EQ...

But that little man and Wen Qiyu are so blind! What a swell! !

Zhou Zhou, how could you hold Wen Qiyu in your arms and cry enough to still sleep! !

Simply unbearable! !

no!Be sure to keep this little dwarf to yourself!

But... what should I do? Fanfanfan is really annoying! ! !

Eh?By the way, Gu Yan!

"Hello, Gu Yan?" Could it be that he dialed Gu Yan's number.

"Eh? Could it be?! You are not angry with me~"

"Well, I've stopped being angry for a long time. It's just that what you did before was a jerk, and I want to punish you more~"

"Could it be that you are so cruel~"

"Well, hurry up and find Wen Qiyu! Starting today, I will support you in taking Wen Qiyu back!"

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Gu Yan and Mo Fei were sitting in the coffee shop by themselves, the coffee on the table hadn't been touched, the two of them were frowning, and even looked at each other with disgust.

I can't wait to sit opposite the person in my heart.

Gu Yan sighed: "Could it be, aren't you very good with women? Do you have any ideas!" (*￣︿￣)

Mo Fei was a little annoyed: "...they are both men, I don't know what to do! Zhouzhou stays at home all day, and the title of Taobao is all rich and handsome, so he doesn't go out at all! Wen Qiyu is a workaholic, I can’t wait to break it into seven pieces one day, eating and watching movies won’t impress him at all!”

Could it be that the more I think about it, the more irritable I am, is there any way to separate the two of them for a long time and effectively!Leave!open!

"Hey..." "Hey..."

The two sighed and retreated to their single sofas.

Gu Yan hesitated for a while, then tentatively said, "Maybe, if Zhixing..."

"Ah yes!" Mo Fei heard that, and almost jumped up excitedly, "Wu Zhixing! That guy with a full stomach can finally come in handy!"

Before he could finish speaking, Could Fei dragged Gu Yan to Wu Zhixing's company.

Wu Zhixing's company has recovered from the previous serious injury, and is currently in good condition, and even leading Wu Zhixing's work is much easier.

It was close to noon, and Wu Zhixing was going to take a rest.

Before he could leave the desk, the door was broken open from the outside.

Mo Fei pulled Gu Yan out of breath, and stood at the door with red eyes: "Wu, Wu Zhixing!"

Wu Zhixing knew that nothing good would happen if he looked like this, he glanced at Gu Yan who was following behind him, and without making a sound, he simply sat back on the boss chair.

He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

Mo Fei threw himself onto the sofa and drank a big mouthful of water: "Ha... About Zhouzhou and Wen Qiyu, that..."

"What happened?!" Wu Zhixing was a little terrified.

"No, no..." Seeing that Wu Zhixing became serious all of a sudden, Mo Fei couldn't express his request.

"It's just..." Mo Fei's eyes drifted away.

Then Mo Fei stumbled and blushed from time to time, and finally explained the matter clearly.

Wu Zhixing's face was so dark that it couldn't get any darker.

He stood up, took a thick stack of materials in his hand, and hit Mo Fei hard on the head.

"Ahh! It hurts! What are you doing, Wu Zhixing!"

"You careless bastard!" Wu Zhixing gritted his teeth.

Wu Zhixing's current mood is like that of an old lady who hates iron but not steel.

He sat on the sofa, ready to settle the matter clearly: "It just so happens that Gu Yan is here, so let's sort everything out now!"

Hearing this, Gu Yan raised his head and met the sincere eyes of his good friend of more than [-] years.

"Do you two really understand what you think? Gu Yan, do you love Wen Qiyu?"

"Love! I like him, very much!" Gu Yan replied immediately without even thinking about it.

"Then, what about Zhou Zhou?" Wu Zhixing glanced at Mo Fei.

Could it be that the temperature on his face rose, and he hesitated: "I really want, I really, really hope that he..."

Wu Zhixing slapped Mo Fei again with the document he hadn't put down in his hand: "Do you like it or not!"

"Wow! I like it! Stop hitting me!"

"That's fine." Wu Zhixing nodded.

Mo Fei hugged his head: "..." It hurts...(┳_┳)

"Have you known each other for almost a year? You have all experienced this year." Wu Zhixing lowered his eyes, "Don't you understand the feelings in your heart?"

"Gu Yan, you must know everything now, and you will never do anything outrageous again, right?"

"Could it be, I'm most worried about you bastard! You have a bad temper, and Zhouzhou is timid at first glance. What he needs most is just a little warmth around him. From now on, you restrain me, hear me?"

Mo Fei nodded like a pile driver: "Zhi Xing, I knew you had a solution, so tell me!"

Wu Zhixing resisted the urge to resort to violence again, squeezed his fists, and began to talk about solutions.

When both of them left the office, Wu Zhixing looked at the backs of the two bastards, and felt desolate as if marrying a daughter...

Zhou Zhou was rolled up in bed, wishing to suffocate himself with cotton, he was dreaming.

The memories of the past flashed back in the dream, and these embarrassing, wronged, and irresistible unfair pasts even made him talk in his sleep.

"Well...why, why did you say that about me..."

He suddenly struggled violently and woke up with a start.

Zhouzhou broke out in a cold sweat, his whole body was cold, and he sat slumped on the bed.

He dreamed about the things he was bullied when he was young, and he hadn't thought of these messy things for a long time.

He shook his head, telling himself not to think about it.

Then I got up and washed my face with cold water, ready to code.

Recently, the editor said that there are too many manuscripts to return to. Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, feeling a lot of pressure.

But he didn't feel any strangeness in his thinking before.

Zhouzhou sat in front of the computer and turned it on, opening the document and outline.

Then my mind goes blank...

Zhouzhou blinked, only to realize that he was wrong.

Why do I always think about one person all the time?

"Boom, boom, boom." Someone knocked on the door.

Zhou Zhou opened the door a crack and looked out, only to see Mo Fei.

Like a frightened rabbit, he immediately closed the door.

Mo Fei firmly supported the door, and shouted out of nowhere: "Lin Zhouzhou, I like you!"

Zhou Zhou froze at the door, and unconsciously let go of his hand.

Mo Fei got the chance, flung open the door and hugged Zhou Zhou.

"Zhouzhou, Zhouzhou. I like you...yes, I'm sorry...it's my fault, please forgive me..." Mo Fei lowered his voice to the softest and whispered in Zhou Zhou's ear.

Zhou Zhou recovered from his stupid state, and his face blushed when he heard Mo Fei's confession and apology.

"You Σ(￣д￣;) you!!" Being hugged by Mo Fei, feeling the familiar body temperature, Zhou Zhou inexplicably remembered what happened that night, his shyness and shyness made him at a loss, and he pushed Mo Fei desperately.

Mo Fei hugged her even tighter: "I really really like you..."

Could it be that he blushed while talking, and his heartbeat was unreasonable.

"Hmm..." Zhouzhou shrank himself into a ball nervously.

luv't?

Did you like it?

He had written so many love stories and read so many love stories, but when it was his turn, he didn't find out.

It turned out to be this mood.

Mingming was terribly scared, but still accepted Mo Fei’s forehead touch and kiss; Mingming thought afterwards that he would never forgive him for the rest of his life, but when he saw that person, his escaping mood was far more than hatred; Mingming decided to forget, but found that he could not forget Could it be that his confession made him want to cry happily.

When I was in school, because I was a single-parent family, and I was soft and sticky, I was bullied, looked down upon, and rejected.

I thought that apart from my mother, there would be no one to love in my life, and I was afraid of being hurt and trapped, so I became a writer, locked myself in a dark room, and fantasized about happiness.

Until Murphy.

It turns out that falling in love with someone is so desperate, but dare not go forward.

It turns out that being in love with someone makes me want to cry.

Zhouzhou felt like his heart was going to float, as if the waiting and pain in the past were just for this moment.

Only then did he realize that he also liked Mo Fei.

Could it be that Zhou Zhou's head was leaning against him, and the red color spread from the beautiful and slender earlobe, he couldn't help but lift up Zhou Zhou's head, and kissed him on the cheek.

It tastes so good!

Zhou Zhou was taken aback and pushed Mo Fei away.

"Do you like me? Zhouzhou, do you like me? You were very comfortable that night!"

"Ahhh! Don't say it!" Mo Fei's words stimulated Zhouzhou, and he wanted to run back to the room and be a snail for a while.

However, Mo Fei hugged him again: "You like me too, I know."

There was some complacency in Mo Fei's tone, as if he had really seen through Zhou Zhou's mood.

"Zhouzhou, I will not quarrel with you in the future. We will be together in the future. I will accompany and protect you every day. I will not force you anymore."

"You know, I've lived all these years thinking that so-called relationship is just a game. Why do people look forward to it so much? So I meet a lot of girls and play with them. In the end, I feel bored, even they Also bored."

"It's so boring that I feel that things like feelings don't matter anymore."

"But only you are different, you are more serious than anyone else."

"So serious that I feel that feelings are no longer a game."

"Zhouzhou, let's be together. I like you."

Zhouzhou felt like his heart would stop beating, he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and his emotions seemed to explode.

Like, like, like very much.

Zhou Zhou carefully placed his hand on Mo Fei's holding him.

Mo Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he rubbed his cheek against Zhou Zhou's hair.

"I love you, Zhou Zhou," he said.