Perfect Two

old friend...

In the end, I didn't figure out who the "old man" was.Probably in order to prevent Cheng Xirong from asking, so Fu Zhou simply didn't ask Cheng Xirong where he heard this.Even if it is equal, no one should look for opportunities to test each other.

The conversation stopped abruptly after Cheng Xirong finished that sentence, and did not continue.Fu Zhou was determined not to talk about this topic, no matter what Cheng Xirong's attitude was, he would keep silent.

The attitude is really too firm.

Cheng Xirong could see Fu Zhou's silence, and knew that he was depressed all day long, but there was nothing he could do.Fu Zhou built a box for himself, which was closed. After he got in, he closed the lid and never opened it again.It doesn't matter if there is a lack of sunlight or no oxygen.In short, he didn't intend to open an exit for himself.

Fu Zhou still took care of Cheng Xirong's daily life, but he became more and more withdrawn.His world seems to be his own, and he doesn't need anyone else, and he doesn't let others into his world.

Obviously live together.But within a hundred square meters, you can hear the other party's movements with your ears open, and you can guess what the other party is doing.Sleeping on the same bed at night, what you see before you close your eyes is the back of the other person, and what you see when you open your eyes is that face.

Living under the same eaves and sharing the same bed.This should be the closest relationship.But Cheng Xirong felt that Fu Zhou was thousands of light years away.The person who can reach out and touch is not here, he is far away.

Cheng Xirong had to admit that he felt a little lost in his heart.

That kind of... regards oneself a bit too important, thinking that oneself will become an exit, or a channel.But the reality slapped him in the face and told him: You are nothing.

Cheng Xirong simply gave up Xia Lanlan and asked Fu Zhou directly, thinking that he would get some response.Because of such confidence, I went with full confidence and arrogance.

The result is...

Cheng Xirong didn't want to admit his sourness.He hoped that he was angry now, angry, even annoyed.It shouldn't be sour anyway.

Then it occurred to me that I had fantasized about exercising with Fu Zhou, and I had gone through all the details of my life in my mind.What did you think at the time, just erase this feeling now, little by little, until there is nothing left in the end——

Oh no, there is still a little left.

Only sour.

Cheng Xirong was so depressed that he almost went crazy.When Su Minglin called, he seemed to have a savior, so he hurriedly answered.After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xirong hesitated for half a minute, and went to the screening room to find Fu Zhou.

Half a minute is already the limit for Cheng Xirong, no amount of hesitation will happen to him.But I don't know where Fu Zhou's limit is. He has been in the screening room for a week, except for the time of cooking and washing dishes, he spends all his time in the dark room.

He didn't sleep with Cheng Xirong anymore.

The trash cans in the house are full, the floors are dirty, and a pile of dirty clothes is thrown in the woven basket in the bathroom.It was Cheng Xirong who was so bored that he mopped the floor, did the laundry, and spent a long time going out to take out the trash.

When I came back, I was so tired that I couldn't stand up, but I saw the medicine I should take on the small coffee table in the living room.

Cheng Xirong didn't know where Fu Zhou's heart was.Obviously in a depressed state of "I don't want to get over it", but I can still distinguish my own medicine.

I don't know if I should feel warm for this little detail-in fact, even if it is warm, it is also bitter.

Cheng Xirong knew before that he never understood what this young man was thinking.

After standing in front of the screening room door for a while, Cheng Xirong pushed the door open and went in.An 80s Hong Kong movie was playing on the screen. Fu Zhou held a pen to his chin, and spread out a notebook on his lap.When Cheng Xirong entered, he just took the pen away from his chin, and borrowed the light from the screen to write and draw on the notebook.

Fu Zhou didn't react at all to Cheng Xirong's appearance, as if he didn't notice it at all.

He has always been a dedicated person, but never exclusive.He will do his own thing very seriously, and at the same time pay attention to the surrounding environment, pay attention to any changes, and he will grasp even the slightest changes.

If he doesn't talk to people now, it can only mean that he doesn't want to talk to him.

When he got here, Cheng Xirong became a little angry, and wanted to go over and snatch his pen, break it and return it to him.Cheng Xirong slapped the switch on the wall, and the lights in the projection room suddenly turned on.Fu Zhou stayed in the dark for a long time, his eyes were not used to the light, so he immediately squinted.

In the end, without waiting for Cheng Xirong to express his anger, Fu Zhou squinted his eyes and turned around, with a bewildered expression: "What's wrong?"

Looking at this expression, it seems that someone just came in?

Isn't it... He had to concentrate so much on opening the door so that he could completely ignore the surrounding environment?

Cheng Xirong thought of the few days when Fu Zhou disappeared. It was because he met Xia Lanlan at that time. There is no doubt that it was also related to the past.Same this time.It seems that every time his past is involved, he loses his mind.

Last time, I trapped myself in the mountains for a few days without any contact with the outside world.This time... should I say that this time is not bad?After all, he was still within his sight, and he didn't disappear without saying a word.At least I can still see him and know his condition.

Although the situation is not very good.

Cheng Xirong's heart sank, and he suddenly didn't want to go out.What if this guy runs around again if he leaves by himself?I don't have the physical strength to find him now, and I can't bear to worry about it.

Fu Zhou finally got used to the light, his eyes relaxed a little, and he stared at Cheng Xirong.

Cheng Xirong sighed: "I'm going to the hospital for an examination, will you go?"

Fu Zhou was slightly taken aback, and grabbed his phone to check the memo.

Cheng Xirong: "It's today."

After Fu Zhou confirmed it: "It is indeed... how do you get there?"

It means he doesn't want to go.Cheng Xirong's eyebrows were lowered, and his expression was a little cold.All the worries in my heart were gone, and there was nothing left.Before Fu Zhou could speak, Cheng Xirong said, "Su Minglin asked me out."

Fu Zhou was stunned for a while, then slowly stretched one leg, exhaled after stretching, and nodded.He didn't say anything else, rested the upper end of the pen against his chin, and thought about what he had written before.

He was in a state of concentration again, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him anymore.

Cheng Xirong held his breath and couldn't let it out, so he turned around and went out.The lights were on, and the door was still open.

Does this count as being spoiled?Because I have been treated with care all the time, so I can't accept this gap?

Cheng Xirong couldn't control his emotions, his heart blew up, and he let those thoughts develop.

Behind him, Fu Zhou put down his pen and looked at the open door, also silent.

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