Perfect Two

Fu Zhou thought Cheng Xirong would not ask.When he can hold his breath and emerge from this layer of water, and when he solves this problem, he may raise a question.It is an understatement, the scenes will not go beyond the daily life of eating and driving.This is Cheng Xirong's behavior style, and Fu Zhou knows it.

It's not that he doesn't care, he just leaves space and dignity for others.After staying, it's none of his business.He did all he could.

But do you have expectations?Of course there are.Fu Zhou wrote this book with Cheng Xirong in mind, and now the script is revised according to his current image.From the beginning to the end, Fu Zhou only had Cheng Xirong on his mind.

Then there is a gap between the two images.There was an accident in the middle, and the two realms of Yin and Yang were separated, and there was no way to connect them.Fu Zhou was irritable and anxious, and suddenly he was at a loss for what to do with his current life.

Why is this so?Why is it always floating in mid-air?When will it fall to the ground, and when will it settle down?

Fu Zhou suddenly panicked, and looking at the life in front of him was like a dream.It's so unreal.I don't know when I opened my eyes and woke up from the dream.Then I realized that everything was my own delusion.

It's all illusory.I have never been able to touch that person, and I will never have a chance again.

Fu Zhou hid this panic, he didn't dare to make a sound, even his breathing was low, and he couldn't show anything.I was afraid that this dream would be disturbed, that I would personally break the status quo, and then the dream would disappear completely, and I would never find it again.He didn't know what to do, so he hated himself for being like this.

He is not a person who underestimates himself, and he rarely doubts himself.He has his own firmness and his own way to go.He is fearless, can go forward bravely, and can smash through any wall no matter what he encounters.

But I have never encountered a fork hidden under the mist.The future is bleak, and I stand still and don't know what to do.Only when looking at Cheng Xirong can he draw some comfort.He tied a rope around himself, handed the other end to Cheng Xirong, and made himself a kite.

Therefore, he wanted to look at Cheng Xirong even more urgently.Keep your eyes on him, don't want to move away, keep looking like this.He asked Cheng Xirong to pull the rope in his hand, he was going to fall back, he had to have a solid support, to prove the existence of reality.

What do people think of when they are in trouble?

But what if you can't wait?

Fu Zhou thought that he was no longer a child, so he should think with the rationality of an adult.No matter how many emotions you have in your heart, and everything, you still have to live in the end.Taking it can only make yourself numb, so that you can't think so much.

There is hope, why not.But Cheng Xirong will do more than that to give those unnecessary space and respect.That can only suppress expectations.

Fu Zhou has given up, and has no hope for Cheng Xirong's EQ.So much so that when asked, he was completely stunned, not knowing how to respond.

Cheng Xirong reminded: "Your fault."

Fu Zhou frantically went to turn off the fire, knocked over the cold water nearby, and dropped the colander that served the noodles.

Cheng Xirong smacked his lips: "Is the script embarrassing you like this? Don't even plan to pass it."

After Fu Zhou cleaned up the mess, he thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "It's just a little problem."

After finishing speaking, he seemed unwilling to reconcile, and added: "It will be resolved soon."

Cheng Xirong raised one eyebrow: "Then don't I have to worry about it?"

Fu Zhou: "...um..."

Cheng Xirong continued: "Are you sure?"

Fu Zhou: "Not sure..."

So while Fu Zhou was eating noodles, Cheng Xirong sat across from him and read the electronic version of the script.He rubbed his eyes after watching for a while, and muttered, "Should we buy a printer?"

Fu Zhou was different from the previous wolf-eating, this time he ate very slowly, watching Cheng Xirong while chewing.Hearing what he said, Fu Zhou responded smoothly: "Okay."

Cheng Xirong raised his head and glanced at Fu Zhou: "How are you? Anyway, I'm the boss and I'll pay for it."

It's rare for Fu Zhou to have the awareness to ease the atmosphere. This is probably the first time that he picked a sentence that is neither serious nor serious: "After you got that fund, you became more stubborn."

"Of course, pay back what is owed to you. I am the big boss."

The smile between Fu Zhou's brows and eyes gradually came out: "You are the second boss. The first boss is Cheng Xirong's parents."

Isn't what's hers mine?It's too bad not to be able to refute like this... Cheng Xirong choked out a sentence: "If she doesn't care, then I will."

The two chatted without saying a word, and occasionally Cheng Xirong was fascinated by it, so he kept quiet.The script is quite long, and Cheng Xirong is not used to reading it on a computer.After Fu Zhou finished eating the noodles, he packed up the dishes and the kitchen, and came out to tell him to sleep.

"See you tomorrow."

Cheng Xirong immediately pressed down on the computer, his eyes still glued to the screen: "Wait, I'm seeing the key."

It wasn't until Fu Zhou realized that the timing was too wrong... After reading it, he didn't know when it would be. If we discuss it again, it might take us all night.Fu Zhou himself was full of sleep, and Cheng Xirong's body couldn't stand the torment.

After much deliberation, Fu Zhou simply said directly: "I changed it to the end, but it feels a bit messy. Two sets of characters are in my mind, and if I'm not careful, I will match them incorrectly."

Cheng Xirong's finger was still on the page-turning key, and he looked up: "Why is it messed up?"

"One Cheng Xirong, one you, the setting of the scene must conform to the image of the character, and the direction of the plot must also have internal logic. I want to achieve the point of 'tailor-made'."

"So, why the mess? He's him, I'm me. Are you out of your mind? Need a break?"

Fu Zhou: "..."

How can you say this with confidence?Are you not guilty?

Fu Zhou: "You just think I'm out of my mind, and you and him are the same person."

Cheng Xirong gave a "thud" in his heart, secretly thinking that something was wrong.This is a kind of crisis warning, which can very well indicate some of Fu Zhou's psychological activities.What does it mean to "become a person"?Did he already think so?

I felt a few times before that there was a crisis of revealing my secrets.Now that Fu Zhou said that, Cheng Xirong couldn't sit still.

However, Fu Zhou's expression was still very calm, the same as before, his face was paralyzed, and his eyes were a little bit confused, with confusion in between.There is nothing beyond that, and there is no probing, and there is no probing and observing.

Are you thinking too much?

Cheng Xirong licked his lower lip and asked, "How can I be regarded as a person? I don't look like him at all, okay!?"

Fu Zhou: "There are still some similarities. Apart from the appearance, the behavior, habits, and way of speaking are very similar. The angle of thinking is also very similar."

Cheng Xirong: "Is there?" This is really seen through!He actually has doubts, right?Has it been a long time?Just keep calm and test me now, right?

He has always been very good at fooling people with appearances, isn't he?No matter what is in your heart or what you are thinking, it must not be seen through the surface.

Cheng Xirong felt a sense of fate, and felt that it would be impossible for him not to admit it.Then I heard Fu Zhou add: "Maybe it's the habit you imitated after being with him for a long time."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

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