Perfect Two

Some fine and dense feelings of jealousy arose in Sheng's heart, crawling all over his heart, gnawing at his flesh and blood.

Very upset.

Really upset.

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He Ruosheng waited in a complicated mood, while being driven by his own subtle negative emotions, it became darker and gave birth to a stench of moisture.On the other hand, I thought of Cheng Xirong again, as if having light and dry oxygen could drive away the darkness.

When he took a deep breath, he slowed down, tried his best to suppress the soaring emotions, and tried his best to calm himself down.

It's too contradictory, completely two extremes, hanging one on the other, pulling my thoughts hard.The stretched elasticity has a counterproductive effect, squeezing in the opposite direction, kneading the heart into a mess.

In the end, there was a feeling of being at a loss, not knowing what to do, and being very at a loss.

So much so that He Ruosheng didn't even have time to adjust his emotions, and didn't even have time to retract his expression, so he just met Fu Zhou.

He Ruosheng: "..."

Fu Zhou: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, the embarrassment gradually rose, and he slapped He Ruosheng's face twice, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch imperceptibly.

He Ruosheng thought: "Just now you said you should be magnanimous? Aren't you all mentally prepared! No matter what the situation is, just give up three points and keep the superficial peace with him."

As for Cheng Xirong.Let Cheng Xirong save some time, don't have such a trouble, and can take a good rest.

Thinking of this, He Ruosheng gave a dry cough, and the facial muscles quickly returned to their normal position.

But before he could speak, Fu Zhou spoke up first, saying casually, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

The voice was flat, without much enthusiasm or emotion.But it was better than the previous hostility in front of Cheng Xirong, it wasn't sharp, nor was it full of gunpowder.

It was as if a small animal had put away its fangs and retracted its sharp claws, and its fur that had been spread all over its body gradually fell down, and the heavy breathing from its mouth and nose calmed down.There was only one pair of eyes staring at him closely, he was still on guard, still tense and cautious, watching each other's every move.

It's not like it's going to blow up at any time, and it won't attack if there is a disagreement, and it won't be reconciled if you don't say a few words.He Ruosheng suddenly felt that in the current situation, in Fu Zhou's state, even if he wanted to fight him, he would not accompany him.Maybe he would still insist on not fighting back, and let himself beat him—no resistance, no complaints.

It seems to be a poor little being bullied.

How... have you changed your gender?This is too fast...

It took less than an hour to go and come, and he didn't let go of things along the way, so he thought about it?Or, what happened in the room just now?

Could it be that Cheng Xirong taught him a lesson?

He Ruosheng imagined Cheng Xirong's previous appearance, frowning with a stern face, his eyes were serious and serious, his expression was very domineering, and his aura was terrifying.

I have seen it too many times. He uses this state to teach newcomers. He speaks very directly, without any pleasantries, and does not go around the corner. He often sprays people with blood - he himself is the blood.

Few would dare to refute.When he scolded people, he was always justified, and the content of the scolding was also unmistakable, completely reasonable and reasonable.Even if you are angry or wronged, you can only listen and hold your head until he finishes cursing.

He Ruosheng had also been taught a lesson by him.But the two are about the same age, there is no distinction between upper and lower, and Cheng Xirong only occasionally, so I won't say much.

Even so, He Ruosheng himself admitted that Cheng Xirong's words were always useful.As long as he didn't violate his own principles and bottom line, He Ruosheng would listen to Cheng Xirong, and he was sincerely convinced, without objection at all.

If it is really full of firepower against Cheng Xirong... I have never felt that feeling, I think it should be a memorable experience in life, it is very unforgettable.

After all, it's hard, very, very hard.

Thinking of this time, He Ruosheng felt a little joy in his heart, mixed with schadenfreude, and when he looked at Fu Zhou again, his mood was different.Half of the shame and indignation of being offended was gone, the lost face was recovered from the small corner next to it, and the vacant part was filled with sympathy.

He Ruosheng couldn't help but think: "Well, Cheng Xirong is actually protecting me by teaching Fu Zhou, right? He will probably tell Fu Zhou not to be so rude, not to be so big or small... and so on. He He will ask Fu Zhou to put aside his hostility, live in peace with me, and maintain a good relationship, so now Fu Zhou's state has changed."

In this case, could it be considered that he won this silent and inexplicable contest?

Then Fu Zhou would probably be very upset, and he had no choice but to be pushed out by Cheng Xirong's head. He could only follow Cheng Xirong's mind and keep his head down.Being forced to succumb is the most depressing way. If it is yourself, you will lose face and you will definitely be sulking for a few days.

As a result, He Ruosheng's eyes on Fu Zhou were no longer the tit-for-tat he had been before, and he let go of the anger of being offended for the time being, and ignored Fu Zhou's previous words and deeds.In addition to sympathizing, He Ruosheng also decided to back down a few steps, get along well with Fu Zhou, and try to maintain the superficial peace.

He Ruosheng didn't realize that his misunderstanding was big enough... He didn't know that Fu Zhou looked at him with the same new eyes.

All in all, the results are good.Both of these two people were in a joyful mood, each holding a little joy, seeing that the other was not so unpleasant, and they would talk well.They even gave birth to some illusory and unstable "comfortable looks", which forcibly reversed the previous state of sharp hostility, and gave birth to a little pride in possession, thinking that they were closer to Cheng Xirong.

If Cheng Xirong saw this scene, he would definitely feel very relieved.

The two went out the door one after the other, Fu Zhou was half a step behind and locked the door behind him.The elevator was still far away, and the number stopped on a certain floor, without jumping for a long time. The two stood side by side in front of the elevator door and waited.

Fu Zhou is not an eager person. Unless it is necessary, he rarely greets people, and most of the time he is unwilling to speak.After contacting him a few times, He Ruosheng could also see some clues, knowing that this young man's personality was not normal.In the mood of "I'm old and I know etiquette, it's pitiful for him to be reprimanded", it was He Ruosheng who broke the silence first and brought up the topic.

"He fell asleep?"

"Ah."

Just... gone?Just make a nasal sound like this, and respond with a shallow one, no other words?How can we talk about this?

He Ruosheng was a little bit crazy, and reminded himself again, "Don't argue with him, don't care about him", and kept his superficial calm: "Leaving him at home alone, won't it be a problem?"

Fu Zhou suddenly turned his head and glanced at He Ruosheng: "Usually I wouldn't let him be alone at a time like this."

He Ruosheng: "..." The implication is that I needlessly add to the chaos and cause trouble for them!If I don't come, he doesn't have to send me away, and he won't leave the sick Cheng Xirong at home alone.

After falling down in one breath, before he could lift it up, Fu Zhou spoke again and corrected himself: "No, you can't say that."

He Ruosheng: "???"

Fu Zhou: "Generally speaking, he won't have such a serious attack."

He Ruosheng: "..."

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So, thinking that Fu Zhou will restrain himself after being reprimanded by Cheng Xirong is simply an illusion! ?In other words, it was entirely my own wishful thinking!

Where does he look half restrained?

Yes, the expression and eyes are much better, there is no such deep hostility, and it seems to be obedient.But what he said was still very sharp!Straight to the heart, the spearhead is precise, and it will not stop until it pokes a hole in the heart.

It's not like trying to live in peace at all!Is there such a targeted peace?You have to hold down the opponent and bow your head, and you must stand on a high place and give the opponent a heavy blow.Whose "peace" is like this?

He Ruosheng's face was blurred by this unexpected accusation, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time. He only felt a numbness in his scalp and a burning pain on his face.He also knew that today's accident was unpleasant, and he was already very guilty. After self-examination for a long time, he almost put a shackle on himself.

But self-reflection and being poked at the wound by someone uncovering the scar are completely two concepts, and they are essentially different.

He Ruosheng choked for a moment, and the unhappiness that had finally been pressed down popped up again, eager to move in his heart.Reluctantly using "Cheng Xirong" as an excuse to suppress the flames, but the fundamental fire is still there, and I feel very uncomfortable.

This will become a knot between He Ruosheng and Fu Zhou. The one hour they calmed down just now is considered as a buffer, and if they can break up when they meet again, it will be considered as a settlement.But I am afraid of doing everything again and again, and if I miss that opportunity, I will mention it again here. It is undoubtedly to tie the knot again, tighten it, and form a dead knot.

It will be difficult to untie it later.

He Ruosheng considered himself a normal social person, with no problem in personality, and no problem in communicating with others.He knows when to exchange pleasantries, and when he needs to give in and dodge, he can maintain a relationship in an adult way—no matter what the nature of the relationship is, but in terms of propriety, he has done it all these years. Very cautious and appropriate.

"This guy's personality is too weird. I'm afraid there is something wrong with him, but I'm normal. If I'm fussing with a psychopath, wouldn't I also be a neuropathy?"

While thinking, He Ruosheng suppressed his dissatisfaction, but he was very sincere. He didn't complain at all when he spoke: "It's my fault today. I was too excited and didn't notice his condition."

Fu Zhou: "Yes."

Um……? ? ?again? ? What does "um" mean? ?Is this a commentary? Does "um" mean "read"?Said "I see, your confession is stored here first, and you will be judged after seeing your performance in the future"?

It's so annoying...can't talk anymore!

He Ruosheng confirmed once again that Fu Zhou must be abnormal. Even if he was fine mentally, he might have some flaws in his personality.

It looks like a good-looking talent, but why is it bad inside?

The elevator dinged, and the door slowly opened in front of the two of them. He Ruosheng stepped in first, feeling a little angry.He really couldn't face this person Fu Zhou anymore, he couldn't continue the chat, it was useless to say anything, and he couldn't do anything.At this time, even the mood to fight was gone, He Ruosheng was completely out of temper and helpless.

Fu Zhou took a step too late, didn't react much, and followed him into the elevator with a blank expression.

There was another person in the elevator, a young girl who was playing games on her mobile phone without looking up.The elevator went down, no one spoke, and the background music of the game didn't stop.

He Ruosheng pushed down his baseball cap, took out his sunglasses and put them on, and lowered his head.Fu Zhou glanced at him and didn't say anything, as if he was a stranger who just happened to bump into each other.

A few seconds later, the little girl's mobile phone heard a sound of failure. She let out an "oops" and exited the game angrily before looking up at the floor number.

Glancing at the back of Fu Zhou's neck from the corner of the eye, the little girl was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted Fu Zhou eagerly: "Handsome guy, where did you get the tattoo?"

Fu Zhou squinted over, condescending, and the slender eye ends seemed to be closed, showing complete indifference and rejection.

The little girl couldn't help but pursed her lips and swallowed.

Fu Zhou withdrew his gaze and continued to look ahead, as if he hadn't heard anything or happened just now.

The attitude is not only cold, it can be said to be very bad.But this is very unreasonable, the little girl is not malicious, but also polite enough, it is a very normal behavior.Fu Zhou's response was too abnormal.

When others say "thank you", the corresponding is "you're welcome".One reason is that there should be such an order and principle in the communication between people, so that human society can be formed and develop in a harmonious direction.

Even if you don't want to say it, there are many other ways to refuse, don't you need to be so murderous?Fu Zhou's behavior is not like a normal person at all!

He Ruosheng was surprised for a while, and his doubts about Fu Zhou became more and more serious, and he almost wanted to recommend a psychiatrist to him.While slandering, He Ruosheng was worried again: This person seems to be emotionally unstable, Cheng Xirong is with him, is it okay?

Sure enough, we can only go too far, and when the time is right, we must take Cheng Xirong away.

As soon as he thought of this, Fu Zhou suddenly spoke, ignored the little girl, and said to He Ruosheng, "It's good that you know."

He Ruosheng: "???"

what do you know?How can it be all right?Is this a new topic?Or did the previous conversation continue?

What did you just say?

It's... oh, he admitted his mistake, so Fu Zhou let out a "huh".It's been half a minute, and he made up the knife again?

What kind of knife is this?

He Ruosheng took a deep breath, almost laughed angrily, and asked back, "Why is it all right?"

Fu Zhou turned his head, his eyes didn't even flicker, he was very calm, looking at He Ruosheng steadfastly.He spoke clearly, without any hesitation: "You want to take him away, right?"

He Ruosheng took a deep breath and was equally firm: "Yes. No matter what your attitude is, even if you disagree, but you have to be clear, it would be better for him to come with me."

Fu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly. This expression can be said to be very vivid, in stark contrast to his usual facial paralysis.It was as if he had heard some joke and was aroused with some interest and curiosity, but everything was still under the pressure of disdain, and it was difficult to break through this layer of emotion.

He Ruosheng was furious, and simply expressed his thoughts directly: "With his current body, do you think it's better to keep him in your little house, or to come to my place?"

Fu Zhou didn't respond, with an expression of "you continue to talk, I'll give you a chance to finish".

He Ruosheng was about to continue: "Not to mention, is your second bedroom used for other purposes? There is a disc cabinet at the door, and there is a home theater in it or something? You still have a bedroom now, and you sleep with him Together? You think so, can he rest?"

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When the elevator arrived, the door slowly opened, but none of the three people inside moved.There was a moment of silence, and no one knew who was confronting whom. In short, the atmosphere was tense and tense.

A few seconds later, the elevator door closed again, and with a "ding", it became a closed iron box again.No one pressed the floor button, and no one used the elevator outside this time period, so they stayed on the first floor.

Fu Zhou asked, "Have you finished?"

"No! The cost of food and clothing is one aspect, and the medical treatment he needs is another aspect, including the environment. Also, how much can you help him with what he wants to do? Can you give him resources? Or can you provide funds, Be considerate for him. You know where you are, and you think you can resist those two people?"

Fu Zhou shook his head, his attitude was very sincere and natural, he didn't hide anything, and he didn't feel embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, he would have such a reaction, without even an excuse, He Ruosheng was stunned for a moment, and then his words were interrupted.Taking a deep breath, He Ruosheng found the topic again, and continued the previous content: "Even if your family background is prominent, I'm afraid you won't get help from your family? In terms of the industry, you are not too young , it’s still in this state now, fluttering, and I haven’t been able to take root. How can you help him? Let him wait for you to stand up? When will it wait?”

These words are considered serious, and they question Fu Zhou, including his life and career, covering everything about him.It is an all-round negation, as if there is no merit in this person.

But none of the expected jumping, exasperation, or even another kind of shame.Fu Zhou was not angry either, he was still calm and repeated the sentence: "Is it over?"

If it was He Ruosheng who was choked, he was a little bit crazy, and he couldn't figure out what this young man was thinking, let alone his way.

This is completely different from the previous state!When he was at home just now, Fu Zhou showed a kind of panic visible to the naked eye, very restless, and his eyes were full of anxiety and restlessness.He Ruosheng could see clearly, and he was still thinking that this person was young, lacked concentration, and easily panicked when encountering something.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, he showed such a calm side, sweeping away the negative anxiety before, and reaching another extreme level-the panic and anxiety are very prominent, and the calmness is also beyond the usual level.If there is a numerical representation, it can be found that he is always far away from the standard line in the middle.

Do normal people do this?

Impossible!

He Ruosheng was in a complicated mood, and he couldn't help changing his tone when he talked to Fu Zhou again. His brain automatically put the other party into the ranks of "mentally abnormal", which was a little less sharp and more gentle.

"I hope you can wake up, see the facts clearly, and make the best decision."

This time it's over.

Fu Zhou took a light breath: "First, I'm not an actor, I don't eat youth food, I will never be considered 'old'. Second, it's not that I can provide him with any help, you got it wrong Yes, now he is helping me."

He Ruosheng was dumbfounded.

Fu Zhou thought for a while: "Also, food, clothing, and supplies. He is very good with me, and he will not be owed at all. The medicine will not be cut off, and I will not be short of him if I lack anything. Where are you going? That’s just more luxury on the basis of abundance. Will luxury be better for his illness?”

There is no use.

Fu Zhou said again: "If you must use this as a comparison, then I say that whenever he wants to eat, I will make it for him. Can you do it?"

He Ruosheng: "..."

The hole I dug myself, I cried and jumped down.

Fu Zhou pursed his lips, and his expression became more and more arrogant: "And what's the use of saying this? It's not me who makes the decision, but him. What kind of life to live, where to live it, and who to be with are all important questions." It's a choice he has to make."

And Cheng Xirong had already made his choice, but He Ruosheng didn't know it yet.

There was silence again.It cannot be said that He Ruosheng was persuaded, but he really had nothing to say in rebuttal.It doesn't matter whether what Fu Zhou said is reasonable or irrational.Only the last few sentences pierced He Ruosheng's heart hard, and also sealed the matter, sealed the progress of the continuation of the dispute, and stopped the two of them.

It's useless to fight, it's a waste of energy to confront each other, no matter how sharp it is, it can't change the facts.The decision is in the hands of Cheng Xirong, and has nothing to do with the two of them.

Fu Zhou paused for a moment, and then said: "He asked me to come out to see you off, because he wanted me and you to be able to explain clearly, express our thoughts in our hearts, and it would be best to make peace. I have finished what I have to say."

Fu Zhou stretched out his hand, pressed the door open button of the elevator, looked outside, then looked at He Ruosheng: "It's here, you go slowly."

He Ruosheng: "..."

This time he was really laughed out of anger, He Ruosheng didn't move his footsteps, his shoulders trembled slightly because of the muffled laughter, and he breathed in harmony with his chest, showing his emotions.

Really... How can I have a temper when I meet such a person?If there is, then you can only swallow it yourself, pack it up and compress it into pieces, find a small corner and throw it in.I don't want to watch it all, wishing that that feeling doesn't belong to me and has nothing to do with me.

Otherwise, what else can we do?

This guy doesn't take hard things, and it's hard to communicate. Talking to him is wrong, and we can't talk to him at all.The characterization is also strange, it is hard to tell whether he is the patient kind or the frizzy kind, it changes from time to time, anyway, it is hard to resist.

How the hell does it look like a freak.

After He Ruosheng finished laughing, he asked Fu Zhou: "You are finished, won't you listen to me?"

Fu Zhou was very surprised, and looked at He Ruosheng delicately: "Didn't I just say it after you finished?"

He Ruosheng: "...Is this a speech? If one person talks for a while, it's over? Do you usually do the same with Lao Cheng?"

Fu Zhou struggled for a moment, then said hesitantly, "That's fine, if you want to say something else, say it quickly."

He Ruosheng was dissatisfied: "Are you in such a hurry, are you feeling time-conscious?" Wishing that I would disappear right now and "send away" quickly, this would be considered as completing Cheng Xirong's task, and I could go to work.It's too perfunctory.

Fu Zhou still pressed the door open button and said in a muffled voice, "Hurry up and finish, I'll hurry back. I've been out for more than 3 minutes."

He Ruosheng frowned, not quite understanding.

Fu Zhou added: "He just had an illness, so someone needs to be by his side."

For heart patients, deep sleep may be a killer, and it can make people fall into a deep sleep without making a sound, and never wake up again.Especially after the attack just now, when Cheng Xirong fell asleep, his breathing had not been adjusted, and his state was very unstable.

He Ruosheng realized in an instant, his face changed slightly, and he stepped out of the elevator: "You go back immediately. If there is anything, let's talk about it later. I will come again."

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He Ruosheng left, very hurriedly, as if someone was chasing him from behind, so he sent Sa Yazi to run forward.Fu Zhou released the button to open the door, and the elevator door closed slowly, blocking sight.

With his finger up, ready to press the floor button, Fu Zhou paused, his finger hovered there, and looked back.

The little girl was still standing in the corner, staring at Fu Zhou with shock.When she met Fu Zhou's gaze, she couldn't help but wince, and immediately lowered her eyes, a little frightened.

Fu Zhou asked her, "Aren't you coming down?"

The little girl hurriedly raised her head, shook her head carelessly, then immediately changed her words, nodded and said, "Oh... get off! I'll get off. Well, I'm leaving, goodbye."

She turned her body slightly, walked past Fu Zhou, squeezed to the door, and reached out to press the door button.Fu Zhou made a sudden move, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.

The little girl was unprepared at all, she hit one shoulder on the elevator wall, and immediately screamed: "Ah! What are you doing? What are you going to do!?"

She was afraid of Fu Zhou. From the moment she asked about the tattoo, she was very afraid of Fu Zhou's existence, and she was in a state of shrinking.Fu Zhou was indeed a bit vicious and vicious, and seemed difficult to get along with, making him intimidating.His sudden attack was really a bit of a bully.

The screams echoed in the small enclosed space, getting more piercing, like some scene.Fu Zhou was a little anxious, and he used his other hand to break off the other arm of the little girl, forcefully twisting her hand in front of him, and asked in a cold voice, "What is this?"

The little girl was holding the mobile phone, and even that hand was stuffed into the shoulder bag just now, and none of it went in, which can be regarded as "hiding".

"It's just a mobile phone! Can't you see it?! My mobile phone, what are you doing? Do you want to rob me in public?"

Fu Zhou has always been too lazy to explain, and he is still reticent to Cheng Xirong, focusing on actions, and now he is even more unwilling to talk nonsense to a stranger.He directly pulled out the phone, pressed it, and turned the screen to the little girl.

"password."

Without fingerprints, the lock cannot be opened, and the screen is unlocked with a nine-square grid pattern. A wrong path is drawn in the chaos, and the phone vibrates.

The little girl panicked even more, trying to snatch the phone back.Helplessly, Fu Zhou was tall and had long arms. He pressed the little girl's shoulder with one hand and pushed her against the elevator wall. With the other hand, he lifted the phone up, making it difficult for the little girl to be touched.

After arguing, the little girl asked angrily: "Why did I tell you the password of my mobile phone? You are invading other people's privacy!"

Fu Zhou lost his patience, and his voice became colder and colder: "I don't have time to spend with you. Give me the password, or you can follow me to my place. You choose."

The elevator is still considered a public place, people come and go, maybe there will be people at any time.Here, no matter what to do, there will be some convergence, not too much.But following him... that is to enter a private territory, and the connection with the outside world will be cut off. He can do whatever he wants without restriction.

If that's the case, it will be miserable!

The little girl couldn't stand it any longer, she didn't struggle any more, shrunk her shoulders, and looked at Fu Zhou cautiously: "Don't, don't take me away! I'll just give it to you!"

She stretched out her thumb to unlock the phone screen, and muttered: "It's just a recording... If you are afraid of people listening, don't say it on this occasion, okay? Go home and close the door before talking! Obviously you said it yourself Yes, no one forced you, and now it's like this... It's too much! I was pinched by you so painful!"

It makes sense! ?

Fu Zhou ignored her, didn't agree with her words, didn't refute or defend, and kept his expressionless face.He looked down at the phone, found the file of the recording, and threw the phone back after making sure to delete it.

The little girl was free at once, before she had time to rub her wrists and shoulders, she hurriedly went to answer the phone.Fortunately, Fu Zhou's aim was very high, and he threw the phone into her arms, so the phone didn't fall.

The little girl flusteredly held her mobile phone and moved out against the elevator wall, trying to keep a distance from Fu Zhou as much as possible.

Fu Zhou squinted at her, and asked coldly, "You are from the seventeenth floor."

The little girl's face turned pale in an instant, and she didn't dare to move anymore. She stood at a corner of the elevator and asked back in shock: "You, you, what are you talking about!? What do you want!? Let me tell you, I can I don’t live alone! I’m with my boyfriend, and my boyfriend is a fitness instructor who teaches Sanda! Don’t make a bad idea!”

"I'll return the original words to you. Don't make a bad idea, nothing will happen."

"Cut! People like you, I don't even want to look at them, they are so dirty! Who wants to get your idea! You are so sentimental!"

After leaving this passage, the little girl quickly opened the elevator door and ran away.Maybe it was because she had no confidence, she walked out and looked back a few times to make sure that Fu Zhou hadn't followed, so she grabbed her bag and ran out.

Fu Zhou let out a long breath, rubbed his forehead, and pressed his floor.When he took the key to open the door, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, calling for his death, which instantly tensed his nerves and triggered a layer of cold sweat on his back.

He pushed open the door, rushed to the bedroom, and broke in violently.When he saw that the person on the bed was still sleeping peacefully, he exhaled that breath to relax his nerves.

Scared to death... If something really happened in these few minutes, he would never forgive himself in his life, and He Ruosheng.

The phone was still ringing, Fu Zhou took it out to have a look, it was He Ruosheng's call.He hung up the phone conveniently, switched to silent mode, sat down beside the bed, and gently wiped Cheng Xirong's forehead.

The slightly long hair was parted, revealing a small beauty tip, which showed the delicacy of the whole face more and more, and the eyebrows and eyes were very harmonious.

To be honest, this appearance is better than Cheng Xirong's original appearance...much better.

This is a lovable child.She has a small face that can be covered with one hand, her thin eyebrows are slightly raised, and the peaks of her eyebrows have a playful arc.The nose is also small and cute, and the thin lips are hooked deep, with a natural smile.

Even his complexion is not good, and his lips are also pale and bloodless.Unlike Cheng Xirong before, his body is always full of vitality, like a little sun.

Before... I missed such a long time, I couldn't walk through his "before", I couldn't spend time with him.Those experiences that Feng Yi had, and the time He Ruosheng stayed with him, were all that he lacked.

This is the biggest regret.

Fu Zhou took a deep breath, his palm still on top of Cheng Xirong's head, stroking the soft hair.He leaned over, pressed Cheng Xirong's lips together, and rubbed together.

The bitterness of some pills spread between each other's mouths.

After a long time, Fu Zhou stood up, looked at Cheng Xirong's red lips, and said in a low voice, "You promised to stay. You can't go back on your word."

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He Ruosheng's phone was hung up, and then he sent another message, three in succession, looking very urgent.

It's a pity that no matter how important things are, it depends on the occasion.Fu Zhou tasted some sweetness from the bitterness of the medicine, and he couldn't get enough of it. His whole body fell into the soft lips and couldn't extricate himself, so he felt a little fluttering and fell to the ground.

This state lasted for a long time.Fu Zhou didn't want to do anything, and couldn't get into a working state. His mood and thoughts were swaying together, just dangling in mid-air.

what phone?What text message?Unless the earth is about to be destroyed, and the land he is on is about to crumble and collapse, then he might react—how to protect Cheng Xirong and open a way out for him in the end times.

He was full of Cheng Xirong, it was the person in front of him, his eyes were also occupied by the other's face, holding that cool hand, breathing the same air as the other.

Even so, even though things related to Cheng Xirong filled his surroundings and filled his life.He was so close to Cheng Xirong that he could clasp his fingers and lean over to kiss him, but he still felt yearning.

Before we parted, we missed each other first.

"What should I do... I can't leave, and I'm afraid of being separated. I'm very, very afraid."

Fu Zhou became so melancholy that when Cheng Xirong woke up from the pain, he had just let out a groan, but he was so frightened by the person in front of him that he held his breath, and swallowed the rest.

Cheng Xirong was shocked, he took a deep breath, and asked with a frown, "What are you doing sitting here? Don't turn on the lights, to save electricity?"

Waking up from a drowsiness, the person is not yet sober, and seeing a low silhouette of a vulture by the bed first, this is really not a good experience.

In particular, this person was still holding his hand with such strength that he woke himself up abruptly.

Cheng Xirong couldn't understand, and tried to pull his hand out: "What's wrong with you? Let me go, your bones are crushed."

Fu Zhou let go of his fingers obediently, but the moment Cheng Xirong's hand just left him, he grabbed it with his backhand and caught Cheng Xirong's palm.

Cheng Xirong: "...have you been drinking?"

Fu Zhou leaned over and sighed at Cheng Xirong: "No."

Cheng Xirong turned his head away with a look of disgust, and waited for the breath to dissipate before he muttered: "Then what is wrong with this?"

This time Fu Zhou didn't pinch Cheng Xirong very hard, but just held Cheng Xirong's fingers in his palm, and gently kneaded Cheng Xirong's knuckles.After a pause, Fu Zhou actually answered seriously: "Lovesickness."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Must be terminally ill.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xirong moved to the other side.He had injuries on his feet, and he gasped in pain as soon as he tried hard, and he got stuck in half of his movements.He didn't move at all, raised his hand to pat the place beside him, and said to Fu Zhou, "Come up."

Fu Zhou didn't think the place was too small, so he kicked off his shoes and climbed up, lying on his side, facing Cheng Xirong.

Seeing his tense body, Cheng Xirong approached the edge of the bed, and couldn't help laughing: "Come inside, don't fall asleep and fall later."

Fu Zhou rubbed against the inside, and he was about to touch Cheng Xirong, so he stopped.After lying down, he added: "I don't sleep. I watch you sleep."

Feelings are here to dissipate heat, you should kick him down and let him go crazy elsewhere.But now I am considered half disabled, I can't move, and I can't kick people.

Just let the heat dissipate, I also want to be a little warmer.

Cheng Xirong raised his hand and rubbed Fu Zhou's hairy hair, feeling good: "It's still a little sticky. Are you used to it?"

"In the elevator today, I was asked about my tattoo."

Wronged to death, as if being bullied.Such a big man ran back to complain and waited for himself to stand up for him?Or do you want to hug and hold high?

Cheng Xirong thought it was funny: "Then did you tell anyone?"

"No." After a pause, Fu Zhou added, "I ignored her."

Cheng Xirong's fingers moved down, circled back from the top of Fu Zhou's head, and stopped on the back of Fu Zhou's neck.Just rubbing lightly, Fu Zhou trembled all over, and twitched nervously, his muscles became stiff, and he couldn't poke him.

This is his Achilles' heel, the past he wants to hide, and it cannot be touched.Even he himself is unwilling to face it, close his eyes, and cut off the past and the present.

Even if I can let go now, I cut my hair and exposed the scar.That is also carrying a heavy shackle, exposing the original sin, and moving forward with the head down.

He still couldn't admit the past, nor could he accept the past self.

When two people face each other, even the slightest change can't escape the eyes of the other party, it expands infinitely in the dimness and is clearly perceived.Cheng Xirong discovered that Fu Zhou wanted to make a move, probably because he wanted to wave himself away and let his hand leave his tattoo.But after being endured, his arms were clamped tightly against his body, and he pressed down firmly.

Still... can't let go?

Cheng Xirong's fingertips paused, touched the uneven skin, and still pulled out a smile: "So nervous? Can't you touch this place?"

Fu Zhou dryly squeezed out a short response: "No."

Austere, blunt, difficult.

"Still saying no? The voice has changed, and you are so nervous. If you squeeze your own arm, can you still squeeze it?"

Of course Fu Zhou would not touch himself.Cheng Xirong's fingertips left the back of Fu Zhou's neck and pressed on Fu Zhou's arm. It was indeed hard, but it was being relieved to a noticeable degree.Probably because Cheng Xirong let go of his tattoo, he immediately relaxed, not so tense.

But how could he just let him get what he wanted?Some things cannot be avoided, they have to be faced.

Cheng Xirong smiled, raised his hand suddenly, covered the back of Fu Zhou's neck with his whole palm, and pinched both sides of Fu Zhou's neck.

Fu Zhou: "..."

Fu Zhou went to pull Cheng Xirong's arm: "Stop making trouble."

Cheng Xirong still smiled brightly: "You have to get used to it."

While speaking, he leaned over, propped his body off the bed, and twisted his posture strangely.A kiss only landed on the end of Fu Zhou's collarbone, at the shoulder, not at the back of the neck, very close.

Cheng Xirong gnawed on the skin with his teeth, then stood up again, and looked down at Fu Zhou: "The only way to continue is to get used to it."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth, squinted at Cheng Xirong for a long time, his face was uncertain.A few seconds later, Fu Zhou reached out and hugged the bastard above him.Turn over, press down, lock the other's wrist, knees against the other's body, and then fall a more fiery kiss.

Cheng Xirong raised his hand, grabbed Fu Zhou's neck, and circled the scar with his fingertips.

This is not already used to it!

439

Fu Zhou helped Cheng Xirong, and then went to the bathroom with a gloomy face to deal with himself. When he came back, his forehead was still depressed, and the words "I'm upset" were written brightly.

There is no way, Cheng Xirong is too weak now, with burns on his body, it is really not suitable for strenuous exercise.It was just to relieve it, but he couldn't stand it anymore, his pale complexion was swept away, showing a sickly flush, so thick that it could drip out.

With the glint of water between the eyes, the lips are slightly parted, and the heavy and stagnant breathing is trembling...

Fu Zhou came in with cold water all over his body, took a look, was silent for a moment, and then went out again.

Nothing to do