Perfect Two

Fa calm down!

Fu Zhou sat in the living room for a while, rubbing his hair anxiously.The palm fell behind the head, hesitated for a moment, and continued down.

The palm was pressed against the scar, covering it, motionless.It's actually hard to notice.The scars are not obvious. When the injury was on the bone, the epidermis was just dotted with burn marks, and there were scars from several operations.

After adding a tattoo, it is not visible at all.If you touch it with your fingers, you can feel the difference from the surrounding skin, but it's not obvious, it's very subtle.

It's been so many years... It's been so many years, and it's still like this, with no progress at all.

When he first got a tattoo, from the moment he parted his hair to show his scars, until the last stroke was done, Fu Zhou was tense.The state of the whole person is lifted up, pulled to the highest point, pulled to the point where there is no longer any toughness to extend, and the whole person is in a state of high concentration.

Because he was too nervous, it also caused a physical reaction. After a tattoo, Fu Zhou went out and vomited several times.It made the tattoo artist very guilty, feeling that he was abusing him, and he dared not do it again several times.

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and his voice was weak: "Go on. Don't stop."

It wasn't the tattoo artist who abused him, it was himself.After vomiting, I came back and continued, lying there, a string stretched in my head, the pain was so painful that I completely ignored the touch of the tattoo needle on my body.

Later, when I heard people talk about their respective tattoo experiences, without exception, they all wailed "It hurts too much" and "I can't bear it halfway through the tattoo", but Fu Zhou felt at a loss.He didn't remember how tortured he was when his flesh was pierced, all the memories were left on the string in his mind, and what he could recall was a splitting headache and nausea and vomiting.

And later, walking out of the dark basement with the help of the wall, the noon sun stung my eyes, and I couldn't help crying.He still remembers that perspective, with his palms covering his browbones, looking up, the spots of light shining between his fingers.

Sliding against the wall, he sat outside for the whole afternoon, gathered some energy, and then got up to leave.He was seriously injured, his body has not recovered, his hands and feet are not flexible, so he can only move forward slowly with his cane.

On that day, he took nothing with him, broke away from his past life, and disappeared completely.

until now……

Fu Zhou looked down at his palm, staring at the lines on it, his eyes wandering along every fine line.After reading the palm lines, he raised his head, and his eyes touched the medicine box on the coffee table.

Next to it is a transparent glass with half a glass of clear water in it.He Ruosheng picked up all the dropped medicines, wiped off the water spilled on the coffee table, and everything was in order.The tissue box is a little further away, with a sports watch on it.

A few chargers were randomly thrown under the TV cabinet, and the wires were tangled together in a mess.There was a half bottle of unfinished drink on the chest of drawers, and a black backpack hung on the hanger...

These are Cheng Xirong's.

Also in your own life.

Coming out of the tattoo shop in the basement, Fu Zhou had nothing in his hands, not even a bit of sunshine.At the beginning of the crisis, I made such an extreme choice, and I gritted my teeth and stood firm.Only now did he realize it belatedly.

I have a home.

I have one, a family of my own, with someone I love, who just so happens to be watching me.Life only belongs to us, no one can interfere, and no one can interfere with us.Every detail of this is extremely real, and it is filled with my surroundings, forming my own... now.

The present is so different from the past, there are so many differences that Fu Zhou is a little...unbelievable.

That's it, will you be able to settle down?Are you starting a new life like this?

Fu Zhou was a little apprehensive, with a wavering panic in his heart.He let out a breath, lowered his arms, and fell on the pillow.

Still, can't settle down.There is no way, this is a problem beyond my control, and I don't know how to solve it.

Cheng Xirong also found it strange.According to Fu Zhou's habit of acting, every time he gets sick, he suffers more than himself, and the psychological pressure explodes, which can be seen by the naked eye.He will be very nervous, and correspondingly, in order to relieve his state, he will do everything he can and can't do, and he can't wait to hold himself in the palm of his hand.

Today, it's not the same.

Just came in once, then the guy ran out and never came back.Cheng Xirong was so hungry that he didn't hear anything, so he didn't know if he was still at home.

It's not right, it doesn't fit his behavior pattern.Generally speaking, without asking for it, he will prepare a meal, bring it in, and watch him eat well.

Is today a passive sabotage?Is it because I didn't eat it just now?This is a bit too much... I didn't mean to make him hungry, but he stopped abruptly and offered to take a shower.If he really wants to eat it, I will also cooperate!

Cheng Xirong idly surfed the Internet, watched the news for a while, watched the videos for a while, and really couldn't wait any longer.I can bear being hungry, but going to the toilet is unbearable.

Fu Zhou was still wandering in the living room, his thoughts were chaotic, and his mind wavered.His rationality was pulled back by his own name, and he was a little too late to realize that it was Cheng Xirong who was calling him.

With a slap on the forehead, Fu Zhou realized the passage of time. He didn't notice that he had sat here for so long.

He got up in a panic, rushed to the bedroom in a few steps, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Cheng Xirong sat up by himself and leaned against the head of the bed, his face was still pale and his lips were bloodless.He glanced at Fu Zhou and nodded.

Fu Zhou was in a mess all at once, thinking of going to check Cheng Xirong's condition, and going back to the living room to get emergency medicine, two thoughts were torn between the two, and he stood still: "What's wrong? Is your heart hurting? Or... ..."

Cheng Xirong interrupted him: "I want to go to the toilet..."

Fu Zhou: "Then you go..."

Cheng Xirong pointed to his feet, with a speechless expression on his face: "Even if I'm jumping, I have to have a good foot."

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Cheng Xirong felt even more strange, looking at Fu Zhou's eyes was almost like looking at a psychopath.There is scrutiny and scrutiny, sweeping from head to toe, looking up and down twice.

"Did you forget that I burned my feet?"

Fu Zhou stood still, with an unpredictable expression, it was hard to tell what it was.He opened his mouth once, but didn't say anything, and swallowed the breath again, with the corners of his mouth slightly pressed down.

There was some dim light flickering in his eyes, he endured it and restrained himself.But the emotions broke through the defense line, and they still have to go out, and they can't be put away simply.

"What's the matter with you? What happened?" Cheng Xirong was startled by his appearance, his heart was full of doubts, and he spoke faster, "Is there any trouble?"

Fu Zhou shook his head, a word stuck in his mind, and he still didn't say it.

Trouble...you are the biggest trouble.But even the troubles make me happy, even the sweet poison.I am also willing to drink poison to quench my thirst.

Just beg, if this is a dream, don't wake up from the dream, don't be broken, and don't return to reality.If it is a lie, then lie to you for the rest of your life until I will never expose you again.

That is the truth, and you will be able to settle down.

I can settle down.

Cheng Xirong waited for a long time but didn't find anything, so he was a little impatient and lost his patience: "You... Forget it, let's talk about it later, I have to go to the toilet."

As a result, it was never mentioned again.Fu Zhou carried Cheng Xirong to the sofa, put a pillow under his ankles, turned his head and went to the kitchen.Before the meal was ready, someone knocked on the door, Cheng Xirong asked Fu Zhou to open the door, and saw a little girl through the gap.

Black high-heeled shoes and a red bag, with a corner protruding from Fu Zhou's elbow.He is not tall, so he needs to raise his head slightly to talk to Fu Zhou.

Who?

Before hearing the sound, the girl turned to the side, stretched her head out, and her face was exposed from Fu Zhou's cover.Cheng Xirong's movement of turning around was very inappropriate, almost turning himself ninety degrees, and he could almost see that face flashing in front of his eyes.Before he could see clearly, the man was pushed out by Fu Zhou, and the girl screamed in panic immediately.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

This guy probably doesn't understand how the words "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" are written.

The neck was twisted and hurt, Cheng Xirong retracted a little, raised his hand and pinched the side of the neck.The screaming outside suddenly changed its pitch, trembled a few times, and then turned up again.From panic to excitement, the transition is completed in an instant.Cheng Xirong also heard her call out: "What a little boss!?!"

Wait... you're looking for me?

Who is it?

The girls were chattering outside, not at all afraid of Fu Zhou, a tall and burly man. They were both excited and emotional: "Oh my God! During the day, I still thought, how can there be a star in this crappy place? Which star? It’s so shameless, even if you rent a house, you still have to go to those high-end communities! What’s the point of living in such a slum!”

Cheng Xirong: "..."

That is to say, the occupancy rate is not high and the property service is not good.Why is it a slum? !The house is shameless, huh?

Fu Zhou said "shut up" a few times, but the girl was still excited, and her voice became more and more high-pitched, very passionate.Cheng Xirong heard the words "little boss" again, as well as keywords such as "group photo" and "signature".

So, fans?Begging for a group photo has come to the house, this is too crazy!How did she know that she lived here?

Cheng Xirong turned around again, but still saw nothing, the door of the house was photographed.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou came out from the kitchen, did he bring the key?Cheng Xirong looked at his swollen feet, sighed resignedly, and moved down slowly.

It's not that I can't walk, but it hurts a bit, and my posture is not good-looking, so I can bear it by gritting my teeth.It's just that when Fu Zhou is by his side, Cheng Xirong will feel arrogant and domineering, he doesn't want to be reasonable, and he likes to make him do this or that.

Although Cheng Xirong himself didn't want to admit it, it was probably like acting like a baby, wanting to see the other party nervous because of him, wanting to be pampered... no, pampering.

It seems to have degenerated and become a young child.

It's also Cheng Xirong's little flair when getting along with Fu Zhou. It's the same as some incense. It's not very useful, but it's not bad if you have it.Life needs some spices and more flavors to be colorful.

If you really want to be self-reliant, Cheng Xirong is also an adult, or an adult who has experienced a lot, what can't bear it?Being licked and licked by the fire in the explosion, the whole person was buried in the sea of ​​flames, that feeling is still engraved deep in his soul, and it hasn't faded at all.

It's just scalding with boiling water. Compared with it, it's really nothing.There is nothing more painful than being sucked into by a fire dragon. It is the touch of death, which completely devours people.

It's hopeless.

But now, life is full of hope and moving forward.Everything is fine, even if the broken heart is not functioning well, even if there is pain and suffering, it is fine.very good.

Besides, there are fans, right?

Although this fan is a bit strange...

Cheng Xirong managed to move to the door, leaned against the wall, opened the door...then retracted his words.

Outside, the moment the little girl saw the door open, her complexion changed immediately, and even her eyes lit up.It seemed as if the inner universe had been ignited, and the whole person was excited, and it was hard to hold back.She didn't care about the man blocking her at all, she completed the process of shifting her attention in the blink of an eye, completely ignored Fu Zhou, and was about to run over with a wave of her hand.

There was still a little distance, but the aura she displayed was too frightening, and the mentally disabled spirit became a reality, rushing towards her face.Cheng Xirong couldn't help shrinking back, instinctively wanting to hide at home.

Is this a bit weird?It is very strange!Such a strange fan, entangled to such an extent, excited and high-pitched, is it an illegitimate meal?Then I would rather not!

Normal people will use their mouths to speak to communicate, right?There is no such thing as saying nothing, screaming and jumping forward!Even the pick-up event is not so straightforward, not to mention that it is a group event, the chaos is due to the large number of people.Now it's private, and there aren't too many other people. Generally speaking, it's a normal chat-up process, right?

Where did he come from... What's going on, is this body recruiting illegitimate parents?

Cheng Xirong had a headache and was still leaning against the wall, saying helplessly, "Hey, that..."

He didn't finish, because he saw Fu Zhou make a sudden move.

Fu Zhou pinched the little girl's face with one hand, gagged her mouth tightly, and grabbed her wrist with the other hand, pressing her against the wall.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Well, in fact, in the eyes of outsiders, Fu Zhou is quite strange...

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I don't know what Fu Zhou looked like when he was a child. There is so little information in just a few words, it is difficult to piece together a complete image.But after Cheng Xirong got to know Fu Zhou, what he saw was real, that is...

such a person.

But it seems to be a little different.When I first met him, he was a little cold, with a deep sense of distance from others, always indifferent and alienated.But at that time, he was considered a gentleman, with a lot of etiquette and respect, and the superficial articles could still be smoothed out.

For example, in order to get the information he needs, he will get close to the little girl, and he will bite the bullet and chat with people.Reluctantly, but it doesn't reveal any emotions on the surface, it's natural, and there's nothing wrong with it.At that time, he looked like a taciturn big boy, good-looking and tall, who always aroused people's goodwill.

up to now...

Something is not quite right.

The current Fu Zhou seems to have shed some kind of protective film, exposing the bright red hot flesh and blood inside.With the beating of the heart, those dripping flesh and blood are still being pumped out, one by one, some... a horrible and eerie feeling.

Compared with the original indifference, he seemed to be alive, with vitality and eager warmth.But it was hard to say what had awakened from within him.

There is no doubt that it is definitely not a sunny and healthy thing, and it will not be very optimistic.

Cheng Xirong saw the veins on the back of Fu Zhou's hands bulge, and the nerves on his forehead twitched accordingly.It was really hard work, even with a deadly hand, the light in the little girl's eyes went out in an instant, she broke away from the excitement and was replaced by fear.The high joy was also broken, and sobbing came from the blocked mouth and nose, which was difficult and dull.

While Fu Zhou was still lifting, the little girl was forced to lean against the wall, stretched her neck hard, and raised her head.But there was not much relief, her neck seemed to be broken, and her jaw showed a fragile line.She scratched the wall with her backhand and pointed her toes, but she still couldn't compete with Fu Zhou's strength.

Half of the face is covered by the palm, and the remaining half has changed color, showing a decadent gray.

Is this to kill? ?

There was a "buzz" in Cheng Xirong's head, a nerve was broken by this thought, and his heart sank.He didn't have time to think more, and shouted sharply: "Fu Zhou!! What are you doing? Let go!"

Fu Zhou looked back, there was a momentary hesitation in the expression between his brows and eyes, he was shaken, and he was a little strangely dissatisfied.But his fingers still did not loosen, and he still held the little girl tightly, extremely firm.

When this person becomes stubborn, it's not just a few reprimands that will work. It's hard to suppress it after getting emotional.Cheng Xirong knew his petty temper, and seeing that he had no intention of letting go, he thought "no", and didn't know how this girl provoked him, and could force all his hostility out.

Cheng Xirong didn't care too much, he took two steps forward while supporting the wall, restless and eager, and didn't have time to see if there was any sharp garbage on the ground.Fortunately, the door was cleaned very well by Fu Zhou, so it was no problem to walk barefoot, but the pain on the back of the instep made the knees go soft, Cheng Xirong was barely able to put his hand on Fu Zhou's arm, and his body fell forward due to inertia.

Half of the force was on Fu Zhou's arm, and Cheng Xirong grabbed the back of Fu Zhou's neck with the other hand, so angry that he wanted to curse, but he was unwilling to provoke Fu Zhou: "Let go! Let her down first!" , have something to say with your mouth!"

Nothing works better than Cheng Xirong's gasp.Fu Zhou looked down at Cheng Xirong's feet on the tiles, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally let go of the girl.Supporting Cheng Xirong with his backhand, Fu Zhou held Fu Zhou's back, brought him into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing up?"

"Can I do it if I don't get up? Wait for you to kill people here?"

Dare to ask, is he not conscious at all?What kind of savage came out of the deep mountains and old forests, who doesn't understand the rules of a society ruled by law, and doesn't know how to restrain himself?This guy is really pissing me off!

Fu Zhou didn't make any excuses, bent over in a muffled voice, and wrapped his arms behind Cheng Xirong's knee, trying to hug Cheng Xirong.As a result, Cheng Xirong slapped his arm away, so he had to stand up straight again, try his best to support Cheng Xirong's back, let Cheng Xirong lean on him, and relieve the pressure on Cheng Xirong's legs and feet.

Fu Zhouruo sighed inaudibly, and then said calmly, "I didn't want to kill her. Although I really want to."

What kind of bullshit logic is this!Do you want it or not?

The little girl beside her was coughing so badly that she was so frightened that she couldn't get up, and she didn't even think of running. Is this all fake?Did someone else do it?

Cheng Xirong was so angry that his chest hurt, he raised his hand and pressed on his left chest, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You...you are really..."

What if something goes wrong?

Here I am, the inside of my chest has just been filled up, is it going to be hollowed out again?I can't bear it, I don't want to experience this kind of thing again, I really can't bear it.Whether it's being thrown away or lost, I don't want to feel the knife in my chest again.

It took me a lot of courage to take this step, and I intend to keep going like this.You, your vacillating hesitation, your distrust, and your suspicions, don't give up at all, you throw it at me, and hit me in the face.Until now, actually...

Can you stop being so stubborn?Can you think about the things between the two of you?Can you stop being so selfish?

Thinking of the sadness, Cheng Xirong couldn't explain what was going on, and couldn't control it, so he shed tears.

Fu Zhou: "..."

Fu Zhou stared blankly at Cheng Xirong's tears, and was absent-minded for several seconds without any reaction.He didn't wake up until Cheng Xirong's breathing began to be heavy, he opened his mouth but didn't take in much air, and there was a hissing sound in his throat.

Fu Zhou bent down in a panic, leaned in front of Cheng Xirong, kissed Cheng Xirong's face, and licked all the tears.He rubbed Cheng Xirong's back and begged for mercy when there was a gap: "I was wrong. Don't cry, I know I was wrong. I will never do it again. I love you, I really love you..."

One is emotional instability and the other is mental instability.The little girl squatting in the corner cried and forgot, she stared dumbfounded at the two people in front of her, the thick layer of fear and terror was broken by a "WFT", and could no longer condense.

These two people... what's going on?

Is that tall thorn head mentally ill?There is no logic at all if the preface is inconsistent with the postscript!But when he tidied himself up, why was he so clean and tidy, without any confusion?

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A chaotic beginning and a chaotic ending, a conflict is like a farce with no beginning and no end.

The little girl stood at the entrance, her back pressed against the iron door, and she looked at the people in the living room cautiously.His fingers were still on the doorknob, as if he would open the door and rush out at any moment, only a fuse was missing.As long as there is some unusual movement, she can jump up and go out like a firecracker.

Unfortunately, the door was locked and the key was in Fu Zhou's pocket.On the other hand, Fu Zhou carried a murderous aura, was vicious and ruthless, and his mental state was still very unstable, and he would fight with others at any time.The little girl was frightened, her cheeks still hurt, and she didn't dare to go forward to grab the key.Anyway, I can't win it.

If you can't leave, you can only stand in a stalemate like this-unilaterally.Fu Zhou didn't have much time to spare, he would play chasing games with the little wild cat, and continue to intimidate and threaten.In other words, he was not in the mood to talk to such a little girl at all, and he didn't even have time to talk to her.

It's the same for anyone who is here, it can't attract half of Fu Zhou's attention, and it can't make him look away.Fu Zhou's whole heart was hung on Cheng Xirong's body, and was overwhelmed by Cheng Xirong's sudden tears. He was both panicked and distressed, and the cold-blooded and cruel man also rubbed his heart full of tenderness.

He just wanted to look at Cheng Xirong, only wanted to be with Cheng Xirong, wanted to talk to Cheng Xirong, wanted to do anything with Cheng Xirong.

Where is the mind to care about other cats and dogs?

He is too paranoid, what catches his eye is the best, can occupy all his sight, can fill his heart and brain.In addition, they are all background panels, which are transparent and similar to ornaments. If it makes him happy, he will look at it a few more times, and if it makes him unhappy, he will throw it away.

But at this moment, all his emotions were related to Cheng Xirong.Those people and things that are positive in front of Cheng Xirong are the ones that make him happy.On the contrary, for example, that daring girl film can be completely treated as garbage and disposed of.

But Cheng Xirong told him to stop, and he obeyed, reluctantly, but it was cooperation.After dragging the little girl into the door and locking it, Fu Zhou said "stay" coldly, and ignored her again.

until now.

The little girl leaned against the door and really waited, not daring to wander around.She was really afraid of Fu Zhou. She had seen the indifference and violence in this man's bones, and also felt the despair and fear, so she cringed.Even if Fu Zhou didn't tie her up with a rope, she would have developed some self-restraint, tied her hands and feet, and remained motionless.

It's just that his eyes are still wandering, he can't settle down, and he looks around furtively.Look at the decoration, the furnishings, and the small things at home.What color is the pillow on the sofa, what is the style of the paper box on the coffee table, and what is the type of bag on the hanger.There is also a transparent glass on the chest of drawers, with a light lip print on it, and I haven't had time to clean it...

Why are there lip marks?Aren't there all gentlemen in this house, can't they still use lipstick?

Or is there a woman living here?

Listening to those conversations in the elevator, it doesn't look like it!Don't they only have one bed, and if there are women, where do they sleep?sofa?

The little girl was about to lean over to take a closer look at the cup, when Fu Zhou suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like lightning, and his deterrent power was very strong.The little girl shivered, and immediately posted it back, serving as a picture hanging behind the door.

Fu Zhou turned back, his expression changed immediately, he put away that fierce and gloomy aura, and his whole body softened, as if aggrieved: "Then tell me, how should we deal with it?"

Cheng Xirong also has a headache...

Said that they met in the elevator, this girl secretly recorded the conversation between Fu Zhou and He Ruosheng, but after Fu Zhou found out, he gave him a lesson and deleted the recording.He also said that he came here now to threaten and blackmail...? ? ?

Such a little girl who looks underage, with skinny arms and legs, blackmails Fu Zhou?

Is this a big joke?

Fu Zhou is 1.9 meters tall, and standing there is almost like a wall. Raising your hand can really slap her to death, and carrying her is like carrying a little chicken.She came to blackmail Fu Zhou?Do you think life is too peaceful and need some stimulation?

Or some rebellious girl came out to seek abuse, to make life more colorful?

No matter how you think about it, it's unreasonable...

Cheng Xirong asked Fu Zhou: "Are you sure? She came...to blackmail? Is it the blackmail I understand?"

Fu Zhou breathed out a sigh of relief, and nodded gloomily: "Yes. She heard what He...he and I said in the afternoon, and made up a...well, a plot in her own head."

Cheng Xirong was even more confused: "What?"

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth, and simply recounted it from the perspective of a bystander: "A celebrity raised someone in this house, and the relationship is very chaotic. There are already three people who have had affairs."

Cheng Xirong: "???"

Cheng Xirong laughed angrily: "So I'm the one who's being raised? I'm busy with three more. Am I sleeping with three people in turn? Wait...how come there are three, where is there a third person?"

The little girl heard it at the door, and couldn't hold back for a while, she cried out in surprise: "So there really were two people who slept with you?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou: "Shut up! If you make any more noise, I'll cut your hair off."

The little girl immediately hugged her head, protected her hair to the palm of her hand, and just held it tightly.She glanced at Fu Zhou carefully, then quickly closed her gaze, and muttered in a low voice: "It's what you said! You sleep in the same bed as the little boss, and the guy wearing sunglasses competes with you to sleep... It wasn't you who said that." Yes, is it still what I said..."

Cheng Xirong was more talkative than Fu Zhou, but there were too many flaws, and he didn't know where to spit it out for a while, so he had to explain symbolically: "No. You think too much."

The little girl stared at Cheng Xirong with a sneering look on her face, "Sophistry! You and this bastard... um, um, it's always true, right?"

Cheng Xirong nodded naturally, without any difficulty, and followed up fluently: "Yes, this is my boyfriend, do you want us to sleep separately? Isn't there going to be a problem!"

The little girl was stunned, her eyes were round and her mouth was open, unable to recover.

Fu Zhou was also a little stunned. Looking back at Cheng Xirong, his heart was beating "thumping" very fast and with great strength.Emotions gradually lit up in his eyes, rich and hot, very wild.

To be honest, the description of "boyfriend" made Fu Zhou feel a little better.It was as if a firework had been set off in the bottom of my heart, and with a sound of "pound--", ​​gorgeous flowers exploded.The colors are colorful, dispelling the gray mist, and the light spots also illuminate the whole world.

Official certification?

It turned out to be this kind of feeling... This kind of taste gives people a bit of strength and makes people feel at ease.

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It is difficult for these two people to distinguish their minds, they each have their own thoughts and ideas, and the feelings in their hearts are slowly flowing, shining like a galaxy.Such a long one, radiant in all directions, occupying all the attention in this world.

There was an underage girl who looked at them in a dazed manner, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and asked back in surprise, "What did you say?!"

Cheng Xirong ignored Fu Zhou for the time being, and let Fu Zhou sort out his mood, giving him enough time and room for him to ponder his own taste.Don't worry, I was too excited today and lost my composure.But in fact, there is no need to rush so fast. The precariousness and instability in Fu Zhou's bones must be taken slowly and cleaned up bit by bit.

But facing this little girl, Cheng Xirong thought, he had to work hard and take advantage of her current state of shock to smooth things over.If you don't get rid of her today, it will become a big hidden danger in the future.

I'm not afraid that she will misunderstand that she is being taken care of by others. This kind of thing is inherently ambiguous, and there is no absolute criterion for judging it.If not, who can provide evidence?Even if he nodded in response, so what?Talk about a friend, who is in the way?Right and wrong, it all depends on one's mouth, whoever says it is right.Besides, I am in the circle, whether it is sensitivity or the ability to manipulate the wind direction, how can I not compare to such a child?

It doesn't matter if it's nurturing or not.

It was because she was worried that Fu Zhou would be entangled in what she did to her, and it would become a handle for her to manipulate Fu Zhou, go out and talk nonsense, and it would spread.Once this kind of thing is settled, it will not be cleaned up in this life.This is completely different from the nature of nurturing. It has already involved legal issues, and it cannot be justified morally.

Being slept by someone can still be said to be "happy with each other", neither hurting others, nor any heinous behavior.This is a personal behavior, a choice of one's life and path. If it is true, it has nothing to do with other people.It's okay for fans to lose fans, but there will always be someone who can understand, and there will be new fans.

Hitting someone, no matter how you justify it, is black.If the other party is still a girl, then the crime will be increased.Thinking about it again, this is still a child, but he is directly heinous.

It doesn't matter whether the little girl did something bad before this, and it doesn't matter whether she was too much or too hateful.No one will listen, no one will care, and no one will search for it.In short, hitting a woman is wrong, and hitting a child is even more unforgivable.

It is almost a typical "I am weak but I am justified". As long as an incident involving a vulnerable group is involved, people's emotions can easily be incited.As soon as my brain became hot and my eyes became red, I didn't care about the truth and facts, and rushed forward to start a fight.

Do you want Fu Zhou to face this situation?How can it be!Even if it's just his own worry now, and things didn't really happen, Cheng Xirong couldn't bear it.But whenever it is "possible", he has to find a way to erase this possibility and make the potential crisis disappear completely.

He believed in Fu Zhou, unconditionally, stood firm and Fu Zhou had his own reasons.Getting angry is a matter between the two of them, and it is also an emotional gap, and others cannot meddle in it.Even if he was annoyed, he didn't want Fu Zhou to be on the bomb of uncertainty all the time, being stuck in his heart by this knot all the time.

One's own people must be protected.

Cheng Xirong's thoughts settled down, and the expression on the little girl's face became deeper and deeper. There was a hint of a malicious smile at the corner of her mouth, which was very shallow, as if she had tried her best to endure it, but it didn't have the effect of completely hiding it.

The little girl frightened him, and her voice became more and more high-pitched, but her confidence leaked a little bit, and she lost her momentum when she spoke: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head, smiling unabated, and asked curiously, "How old are you? Are you an adult?"

When it comes to age, she probably stepped on the little girl's death spot, and she immediately exploded: "What does it have to do with you?!"

Cheng Xirong: "I have to decide what to say next."

The little girl didn't understand, she was ignorant and stared at Cheng Xirong warily.

"You must listen to me and him," Cheng Xirong said naturally, pointing at Fu Zhou with an open face, "I have to make sure that you are an adult about the matter between us as a couple! After all, there are some things that children should not do. "

Fu Zhou: "..."

What is "not suitable for children", is this directly speaking pornographically, trying to moleste this little girl?But the reference to "couple" is more like teasing me... The blade is facing outwards, but it is about to turn around and blow such a breath at me.

Not being hurt by the blade, but his heart trembled, and he sank into it all at once.

Is it intentional?It must be on purpose!

Fu Zhou took a deep breath, held it in his chest, and didn't let it out for a while.

The little girl pasted on the door was also stunned. She looked at Cheng Xirong in disbelief, and after a long while she asked back, "What are you talking about? So-and-so is a child! Let me tell you, I also have a boyfriend! We Live upstairs, if I don't go back for a long time, he will come out to find me!"

What was left unsaid was: So let her out quickly.

It was similar to what she said in the elevator during the day. At that time, she was still worried that she would be taken home by Fu Zhou, and she would be in danger if she was separated from the monitoring system in public places.Fu Zhou didn't expect, maybe she didn't realize it herself, that after half a day, she sent herself in...

But Cheng Xirong hadn't heard these words before, so he was quite interested, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Puppy love? Have you slept yet?"

Fu Zhou: "...Hi..."

Who said "not suitable for children"?Is it appropriate to talk about this kind of topic with children?

The little girl was also ashamed by this kind of question, so ashamed to a certain extent, she became annoyed, and shouted a little angrily: "What does this have to do with you!? Why should I tell you???"

"That's right. After all, it's your boudoir's secret. It's not easy to tell me." After a pause, Cheng Xirong asked back with a smile, "Then who am I going to sleep with? Why are you so concerned? You have to provide me with necessities ?"

Fu Zhou let out a breath, thinking that he was waiting here.But he still felt a little surprised, he didn't expect Cheng Xirong to have such patience, and he went around in such a circle just to say this sentence.If the little girl didn't take the initiative to mention her boyfriend, wouldn't she have to make more detours?

This is not in line with Cheng Xirong's behavior style.Isn't he always straight to the point, never saving face or room for others?

Transsexual?

By the door, the little girl was still thinking about what the "necessities" were, so she was half a beat behind.When she realized it, her entire face was red, until her ears were pink, and she stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about!? Smelly rascal!"

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Cheng Xirong, the stinky rascal, was calm and composed, and he sighed lightly, becoming more sincere.He now has a young and immature face, with a soft and green appearance, and there is always a perfect innocence between his eyebrows and eyes, which is very pure.

Although Cheng Xirong's temperament does not match the appearance of this body at all, it does not look like a matching product at all.But he did not win so many trophies for actor for nothing. More than ten years of performance experience is enough to accumulate a systematic behavior pattern. When facing a scene, how to deal with it is an instinct engraved in his bones. can be triggered in an instant.

He is good at creating an "atmosphere", can accurately capture the emotional needs of the audience, and then use his own subtle adjustments to cater to the other party.

He took on all kinds of roles, of all types, few of which were similar or close to his own personality, and almost never failed.Some people say that he has good acting skills because he is easy to substitute for the role, can resonate with the role, and has precious empathy.In fact, it’s not that amazing, a character is a character, and he is still himself.He just knows the passage between the character and the audience.

Find that point, and then press it, you can match the frequency and touch the heart of the audience.

So now, he thinks that he has accepted a new script, that is, he wants to play the role of a young man - he doesn't use to pretend to be this person in his daily life, it is easy to expose his flaws when getting along, and there are often some details that he can't take care of.This time there is a specific audience, and there is only one target, just cover it up in front of her, and the strong medicine is only aimed at this one.

Fairly simple.

Even though his age is quite different, Cheng Xirong has lived through the vicissitudes of his life, and has never had a soft and soft period.The problem is not too big. He can make up for it in other atmosphere creation, weaken this point, amplify other details and performances, and neutralize it.

It is impossible to be exactly the same as a 19-year-old boy, but it is enough to deceive a little girl.What's more, this girl not only doesn't understand Cheng Xirong or Pan Nanxing at all, but also has a lot of nerves that are off-line, she doesn't look very smart.

She couldn't even figure out her own affairs, she was reckless, she didn't even have the ability to observe, let alone distinguish, she rushed forward without looking, and it was impossible to fall headfirst into the pit.