Perfect Two

On the contrary, Su Minglin was confused for a while, and it took him a long time to realize: "Didn't you think he asked me out, so you just ignored him?"

Fu Zhou: "Isn't it?"

Su Minglin: "...my brother! Don't even think about it. I don't have a car or a driver's license. The most I can do is wait for him in the hospital. Otherwise, what else can I do? I made an appointment with him, but I have an appointment with him for a check-up. After that."

Fu Zhou: "..."

"Don't put on face, go and apologize quickly. Misunderstanding is the worst."

Su Minglin gave him a sympathetic look, leaned closer to him, and lowered his voice: "Actually, I really wanted to ask the little boss in the car, but I didn't know him well, so I didn't dare. Senior brother, you and the little boss Is it... already that?"

If things are really done, it probably won't be like this...

Fu Zhou could see the other party's intentions, and also understood his own desire to force patience.But this is not what I want.In other words, it is not what you want now.Fu Zhou always wanted to wait for a more suitable opportunity, until the dust settled and everything stabilized.

He didn't want to do those things in this ambiguous predicament.He wants to be clear, to reveal everything.

It takes time.But time always proves itself, as long as there is time.

Fu Zhou didn't speak, Su Minglin was stunned: "Could it be true—"

"No."

Su Minglin was skeptical, and stared carefully at Fu Zhou's eyes: "Really?"

Fu Zhou was a little annoyed: "Even if I want to, how can I do it with his body like that now?"

"You really wanted to!?"

Su Minglin became excited instantly, feeling that he had dug up a huge secret.He called out and realized that his voice was too high, so he quickly covered his mouth and shrank his neck.

Fu Zhou didn't bother to talk to him.

But indifference can't quench people's gossip, especially Fu Zhou, it's really rare to find such gossip about him.Su Minglin chased after him and asked, "Brother, are you serious?"

No response at all.

Su Minglin leaned over there again: "Does the little boss know about it?"

Whether you know it or not... you should know it.Fu Zhou thought, no matter what his identity is, the other party is a shrewd and interesting person, who should not be teased, who can't be teased, and will never touch anyone randomly.He invited himself several times, and just now in the bathroom he looked confident, and he was sure that he would not be rejected.

According to common sense, I really have no reason to refuse.It's just that there are miscellaneous thoughts in my heart, and I can't clean it all the time, forcing myself not to respond.

Su Minglin was anxious at the side: "So do you know?"

Fu Zhou turned around: "If you talk nonsense, get out."

Su Minglin shrank his shoulders and looked back at Fu Zhou: "You have learned to swear and get lost, did you learn this from the little boss?"

Fu Zhou's anger rose: "Are you not done yet?"

Su Minglin raised his hand and covered his mouth as a sign of surrender: "I won't say anything!"

After a while, Su Minglin couldn't help but asked again: "Then does he mean it? Is he straight or curved?"

Fu Zhou directly threw Su Minglin out.Su Minglin was not too polite, he went to the refrigerator to find the ingredients, closed the kitchen door and started cooking for himself.Fu Zhou was stuck in the beanbag, not knowing where to go.

The question of straight or bent... I haven't considered it all the time, so I don't need to think about it, right?

There is no doubt that Cheng Xirong is crooked.According to Pan Nanxing, he seems to have a feeling for that single-minded idiot in that school.Now he will definitely not miss that idiot, but the issue of attributes has really not been determined.

I won't make an oolong on this issue... Although the possibility of accidents is unlikely, I still feel uneasy.

No, no, you can't say that.If straight, what did he tempt himself to do?Is it just to relieve loneliness?

It was rare for Fu Zhou to make such a mistake, and it was rare for him to panic and couldn't sit still.Su Minglin came in with a bowl of noodles, sat on the lazy sofa, ate while watching a movie, and said critically: "What are you watching? What movie are you watching now, so go for whatever you want to do! Have you confessed? Does the other party have you in his heart? You don't want to think about it?"

Fu Zhou ignored him and stood up directly.

Su Minglin hurriedly changed his words: "Hey, I was wrong, I stopped talking. Where are you going?"

"Look next door."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave. Su Minglin called him to stop him, lowered his voice and said, "Brother, it's not that I want to talk too much, but to be honest, I think it must be a bad thing for you to think about it yourself. Feelings are not as simple as you think." .”

"I didn't want to be innocent."

Su Minglin gave Fu Zhou a look: "Pull it down. I don't know your temper yet? One is one, and two is two. You must make it clear, or just leave it alone. This is how you usually do things, there is nothing to say Yes, but for feelings, you can't do that."

Fu Zhou frowned.

Su Minglin: "Emotions should be blurred. If they are too clear, they will be boring."

Fu Zhou pressed Su Minglin's head smoothly: "Eat your noodles. You don't know anything."

Su Minglin almost fell into the dinner plate, and quickly stabilized himself: "If you don't believe it, forget it. Anyway, this is your business. But I really don't know which one you like. I thought you liked petite and cute soft girls. "

Fu Zhou slammed the door and went out.

Su Minglin muttered: "I haven't finished yet... Don't let the shaved head be hot. The little boss will be embarrassed if he is not interesting. Sigh... eat noodles!"

Fu Zhou stood at the door of the room for a while, his head was empty and he didn't think about anything.He also couldn't figure out what the person inside was thinking, and didn't know what his purpose was.If it's true... maybe it's not even close to it, it's probably because there is no one around, so I find the nearest one to stand on top of me.

In this matter, Fu Zhou has no confidence.

I kept thinking that all my energy was gone, my whole body was deflated like a deflated ball, and there was nothing left.Forget it, let's go on like this.That's what I thought at first, it doesn't make sense for Su Minglin to ask a few words and then feel at a loss.

Angry... There is still time to calm down.I can't say I know much about the other party's character, but I won't be passive and helpless, and have no response.

After thinking this through, Fu Zhou let out a deep breath, calming down the anxiety in his heart.He finally pressed the doorknob with a serious look.I was ready to face a cold face, and my mentality was calmed down, but after entering, I found that the people inside were half asleep and half awake, and had no reaction at all.

The entanglement just now was a one-man show for myself in the end, which was useless.

Fu Zhou smiled wryly, walked over lightly, and sat down by the bed.He touched Cheng Xirong's hair lightly, it was still wet, and it was damp on the pillow.

That's fine, no changes needed.

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