Perfect Two

Fu Zhou was not a person who was afraid of change.He has been restless since he was a child, his curiosity is heavier than his peers, and his motivation to study is also particularly strong.It is easy for him to become interested in something, and he will devote a lot of energy to it.There is no resistance from the outside world, on the contrary, someone will provide him with a relaxed environment, and he can do what he likes with confidence and boldness.

So his life has been changing.Each stage has its own theme and characteristics of that stage.After that age, other things attracted his attention.

He likes the feeling of change.He is also willing to try various stimuli and challenges.Even if his interests were fixed later and developed towards the direction of film and television, he is also good at doing different things in this industry.To be a screenwriter, to write a different book.As a director, try different styles.

Only here, it seems that I can't walk, and I don't want to go any further.I hope that time will stop and nothing will change, just keep the status quo.

Probably because he finally developed a kind of fear and panic about the unknown.

After all, the future is a blur. When you reach out your hand, you can only touch the thick and dense fog, and you can't see anything with your eyes.If there is a change, I don't know whether it will be better or worse.

When people are humble, their aspirations appear low.Even if you support the maintenance of the status quo, in short, don't lose any more, and don't lose what you can hold in your hands.

Fu Zhou withdrew his hand, and carefully lay down beside him, the edge of the bed stiffened into a line, motionless.The smell of shampoo rushed to the face, lingering under the nose, and every breath brought moist water vapor into the lungs.There is also a faint smell of shower gel, which is the mint flavor of the new bottle, which is refreshing and cool.

These are things I use frequently.It's just your own taste.

In this humid air, Fu Zhou actually slept more deeply than Cheng Xirong.Cheng Xirong knew he came in, and he knew he was touching his hair.But his consciousness stayed at the moment when he sat by the bed in a daze for a long time.Not bothering to talk to this little wolf cub, Cheng Xirong fell asleep.When he woke up, the other party was still sleeping.

The hair was dry, but with the dampness trapped in it, it was sticky and heavy, and it was uncomfortable.Cheng Xirong looked at Fu Zhou, turned over after a long silence, stared at the ceiling in a daze, thinking about his unprovoked anger before.

It's the unwillingness and anger that the wish has not been fulfilled, just like... a child didn't get candy, so he lay on the ground and rolled around, crying that he must buy it back.It's almost a truth.

Cheng Xirong felt a little embarrassing because of his embarrassing face.Who would have thought that the most helpless thing for a generation of heavenly kings after rebirth is not not being unable to get resources, not being unable to get awards, nor losing the dignity of the past.Unsatisfied desires...

Thinking about it, I felt my face was hot, and I was embarrassed to find a place to hide it.

Maybe it's time to think differently.Who would hang himself from a tree when he was an adult?You should probably replace it yourself.Otherwise, if it takes a little longer, if you get used to hanging from this tree, you may not even be able to change it.

Anyway, Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly.Fu Zhou is reserved, he only knows how to push it out, so it would be better to follow his wish and go with the flow.He doesn't have to guess or think about his past.He has his life and his past that he doesn't want to talk about.Then I just happen to be an uninformed passerby, so I just don't care.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xirong let out a sigh of relief, feeling much better in his heart.So many self-slaps in the face before have smoothed out this relieved mentality, and the face is not so painful anymore.

Fu Zhou woke up at this time, just in time to hear a sigh, deep and unprovoked, which made people feel a little trembling in the bottom of their hearts, and panicked.

Cheng Xirong got up and went to find the phone in the bag on the hanger.Fu Zhou sat up one step later, brushed his messy hair back, rubbed his face twice, and stared fixedly at Cheng Xirong's back.

Fu Zhou is not fully awake yet.Since Cheng Xirong's operation, he has not had a good night's sleep, and he is always awake at night with fear.In the past few days, I have become even more depressed and depraved, and I can't sleep at all.Sleep for a while in the previous position when you are sleepy, and then wake up suddenly, move your numb hands and feet, and continue to do the previous work.

No wonder he fell asleep.

After Cheng Xirong took out his mobile phone, he turned back to see Fu Zhou with his eyes still fixed, and went out directly.Neither of them knew what to say, so they simply kept silent and didn't speak.

In the evening, Su Minglin cooked dinner and asked the two uncles to eat together.But Su Minglin's culinary skills are limited, and the food he made is really not flattering. Fu Zhou is not picky and fills his stomach casually. Cheng Xirong just tasted it and stopped using his chopsticks.

Fu Zhoucai broke the silence, said that he was going to make fried rice, and asked him how much he would eat.

Cheng Xirong figured it out in his heart, and let go, not putting on airs.I didn't want to talk to Fu Zhou before, but now there is a step, so I went down and asked for half a bowl.The atmosphere seemed to have eased up a bit, and Su Minglin added a lot of strength by making jokes beside him.

After dinner, Su Minglin went back to school.Fu Zhou cleaned up the dining table and the kitchen, wiped his hands after he came out, and asked, "Did you do the inspection by yourself?"

The question was casual, but before I said it, I didn't know how long I thought about it before I found the most suitable sentence.Cheng Xirong was slightly taken aback, but after thinking about it, he understood the meaning.Fu Zhou is a character who can't say a word of nonsense. When there is something to say, he will directly talk about the main points, so he doesn't say such an opening sentence like a greeting for no reason.

In fact, I just want to send a message of "I didn't know you went to the hospital alone"...

But the key problem is not here.There were several major conflicts between the two of them, but Fu Zhou always missed the point.The last time I regressed and gave up my own ideas, I was able to get to the present.This time... There is nothing that can be tolerated between people.

Cheng Xirong responded casually without saying much.

Fu Zhou hesitated for a moment, then seemed to give up on this explanation, and stopped talking about the rest, and asked instead: "How was the result?"

"normal."

"Have you changed the dosage? How do you take it?"

Cheng Xirong: "It's in the notebook."

Fu Zhou: "...well, good."

When he was discharged from the hospital, Cheng Xirong's body was so weak that he couldn't do many things.It was Fu Zhou who listened to the doctor's explanation, wrote down every order, and came back to watch Cheng Xirong execute it.Now it's Cheng Xirong who remembers it by himself, in other words, there is nothing wrong with Fu Zhou.

Fu Zhou didn't feel very good, thinking he was Stockholm?The other party enslaved him, but he felt a little uncomfortable?

Just as he was thinking, Cheng Xirong came out with the tablet and called him, "It's time to think about the next thing."

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