Perfect Two

Key words: "People say? Who said it?"

Auntie immediately covered her mouth, her eyes rolled back and forth, her gaze was erratic, and she didn't look at Cheng Xirong.

Cheng Xirong stood up, taking advantage of his height, and held down the short and fat aunt: "Did you tell others about my living here?"

"I, I... I didn't." The aunt lowered her head in panic, her breath was short of breath, and her voice trembled, "I only told my family once, just once, just one sentence!"

I really didn't wrong her at all.

Cheng Xirong nodded: "Okay, just one sentence. Okay, you can go back and wait."

The aunt asked tremblingly, "What are you waiting for?"

The corners of Cheng Xirong's mouth curled up, his eyes were still cold, and he smiled lightly.He didn't speak, just such a cold smile was enough for Auntie to associate and diverge.There is no need to answer, Auntie is a shrewd person, she can think clearly—and she can think of more crises than she actually has.

Cheng Xirong turned around and went upstairs, called He Ruosheng, and briefly explained the situation.He didn't mention the "big star's lover" rumor, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and pretended that there was no such thing.

Gossip is just gossip, gossip, gossip, if it is not discussed in front of the public, it has nothing to do with your own life.When he first started filming, Uncle Tian told himself that he must insist on himself in the circle, and the only thing that should be valued most is himself, and no one else or anything is that important.

Only by standing firmly on your own can you withstand the torrent of the outside world.Keep your eyes on yourself all the time, so you can know your position, know your appearance, and maintain your original heart.No matter how the world changes, it is safe enough to keep a little distance from the outside world.

After all, this circle has its own rules, and no one can stop it.You can only adapt to it, keep yourself and its pace, and then stick to yourself in the downstream.

Cheng Xirong entered the industry with awareness. Even without so many years of experience, he was prepared to deal with all kinds of rumors and slander.I've gotten used to it for so many years, and I don't rush to clarify any rumors that have been exposed. I completely ignore them, don't take them seriously, and don't take them seriously.

Not to mention this kind of small-scale discussion, which only exists as a rumor among individuals, and has no influence at all.

It stands to reason that this is the case.He is used to being bombarded by the media and entertainment news, he has been splashed with countless dirty water, and he has experienced the collapse of online forums... Faced with such casual discussions, he should be very indifferent and don't take it seriously at all.

But just can't calm down.I didn't take a solid nap, and I was always worrying between half-dream and half-awake, and my whole body was very heavy, and I couldn't breathe under the heavy burden.It seemed that he was still dreaming, and he couldn't tell if his thoughts were active, or if his subconscious mind showed what was in his mind, and he was muddled.

Until someone patted his shoulder lightly, the body temperature from another person approached, and the masculine breath surrounded him from all directions, enveloping him.Cheng Xirong's uneasiness in his sleep finally reached a peak. It was so thick that it almost took on the appearance of a solid body.

Involved in the eyes, scratching the sore eyelids, lifting the thin layer of flesh.

Cheng Xirong opened his eyes and saw Fu Zhou's face emerged from his sleep and appeared in front of his eyes.

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Fu Zhou: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xirong: "You..."

The two spoke at the same time, and Fu Zhou spoke faster, blurting out the question when Cheng Xirong hesitated.Cheng Xirong's voice was stiff and hoarse, and was immediately suppressed by Fu Zhou.

After a pause, Cheng Xirong shook his head, and answered Fu Zhou first: "It's fine."

Fu Zhou put his arms around Cheng Xirong's shoulders, holding him in his arms. As if he was not satisfied at the moment, he supported Cheng Xirong's shoulders and embraced him in his direction.He pressed Cheng Xirong against his chest, and with one free hand, he touched Cheng Xirong's forehead, tested the temperature, and wiped off the cold sweat from Cheng Xirong's forehead.

"Have a nightmare?"

"Hmm...well." Cheng Xirong let out a breath, recalling the process, and the anxiety immediately returned, swallowing his mood bit by bit.The entire chest became dusty, and there were dust floating in the air everywhere, making the sky cloudy, gloomy and gloomy.

It's related to Fu Zhou.Now Fu Zhou is in front of him, by his side.There are skins touching together, breathing the same air, can hear his heartbeat, be entangled by the temperature of his body, and smell his breath at the end of the nose.

But still very uneasy.This heart cannot settle down.

Cheng Xirong raised his hand, wiped his face, and let out a long breath.The palms covered the eyes, and the mouth and nose were exposed. Cheng Xirong laughed at himself: "I found out, I'm really a bit of a sentimental little girl now."

Fu Zhou held Cheng Xirong's wrist, pulled his arm down, and looked into his eyes: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"A little bit." Not knowing what was causing the discomfort, Cheng Xirong casually searched for one, "Headache."

Fu Zhou pressed Cheng Xirong's forehead, pointed his middle finger on the temple, and massaged gently in circular motions.His voice is also a little hoarse, and it doesn't sound like much fatigue, but the symptoms of staying up late and getting angry are particularly obvious, and the breath he exhales when he speaks is also hot, and his breathing is a bit heavy.

It seems to be busy.He is a person who can survive. Because of his young age, three or four hours of sleep is enough, and he can finish a box of lunch in 2 minutes, fill the joints with water, and continue to work when his stomach is propped up.I also have a good physique, so far I have not suffered from gastritis or other problems. After finishing a project, I still have to be full. After I catch up on sleep and then eat a good meal, I immediately returned to normal state.

This time there was more pressure, heavy on his shoulders.Presumably he will fight harder than before.

What does it look like to put more effort on top of all your strength?

Cheng Xirong grabbed Fu Zhou's arm: "Are you going to catch a cold?"

When Fu Zhou remembered, he tilted his head, staggered his eye contact with Cheng Xirong, and no longer faced Cheng Xirong: "A little bit. I got angry and took medicine."

"Then you sleep here for a while, you don't have to run back and forth with me."

Fu Zhou didn't respond, he just closed his fingers, put his palm on Cheng Xirong's face, pressed Cheng Xirong's cheek and rubbed it, and squeezed out a chicken mouth in the middle.Cheng Xirong's fair and tender face turned into a grimace, his lips were pursed, only a pair of big round eyes remained clear, blinking.

Cheng Xirong asked vaguely, "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhou leaned forward, leaned against Cheng Xirong's body, and rubbed Cheng Xirong's mouth.It looked like a kiss, but it was too fast, and he left immediately after touching it, as if trying hard to create an atmosphere of "accidentally bumping into each other".

Cheng Xirong: "..."

What's wrong with this guy?Today he was so proactive, yet uncharacteristically, not frank at all, and no longer free and easy.You must know that he is usually the type of "If you don't sing, you will be a blockbuster", and you are not used to active intimacy. If you want to be intimate, it is to the extent that you can't stop the car.

What happened these days?

Cheng Xirong was holding his cheeks, and the words were in his mouth, he couldn't speak clearly, and he didn't want to speak at all.Cheng Xirong puffed out his cheeks, puffed up half of his face, and pushed Fu Zhou's palm up.

Meaning it's time to move away, this paw quickly move away and pick it up from my face.

But Fu Zhou was fine, he moved his palm cooperatively, but it was still close to Cheng Xirong's skin, turned to the front, and wiped Cheng Xirong's mouth several times.

The force was quite heavy, Fu Zhou wiped Cheng Xirong's lips back and forth with his palm, causing Cheng Xirong's head to shake slightly.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Teeth hit his upper lip, Cheng Xirong gasped and hissed, Fu Zhou hesitated for a moment, then paused.Only then did Cheng Xirong have the chance to grab Fu Zhou's arm and pull his hand off: "Are you despising yourself?"

Wiping the mouth like this is the only way to dislike the kissing partner, which is also to dislike the other party and wipe one's own lips.For people like Fu Zhou, it can only be explained that he despises himself.

Fu Zhou was a little embarrassed, his expression froze for a moment, and he said in a muffled voice, "No, no."

"Then what's the matter? Did you kiss some monster? I didn't remember until I kissed again?"

"impossible!"

Fu Zhou became anxious, and blurted out to defend himself, his voice was much higher, very eager.

Cheng Xirong didn't hold back, and laughed: "I know, don't be so anxious, I can smell that you don't smell like someone else - but why are you so abnormal this time, it's not the same as usual. The project is not going well ?"

"Fortunately, there are many things, but it's going well. Chen Jingtian is also helping, and many places will be fine."

It was Chen Jingtian who was invited by He Ruosheng.This great director is high-minded and cold-tempered, and usually doesn't pay attention to people.He has a very bad problem, which is also a style of behavior that has been criticized by others, that is, he lacks the tolerance and tolerance that should be given to newcomers.

When a normal senior cooperates with a newcomer, they will more or less mention a few words, not to mention that as a director, he is in charge of the overall situation, leading the newcomer to find the status, enter the play, and correct the lines.That's why it is said that if you meet a good director when you enter the industry, then actors can walk more safely on this road.

But Chen Jingtian was not.When he was filming, he preferred to communicate with experienced actors, and his training was mostly for those veterans with solid foundation.As for those newcomers, it is an additional option for Chen Jingtian. If you have time and opportunity, you can take them with you.

These injustices on the set have also been exposed. A reporter asked Chen Jingtian what he thought. With a cold face and cold eyes, he gave a straightforward explanation: "The time spent on those people is a waste."

Reporter: "But the seniors in the entertainment industry also started as newcomers, and accumulated step by step before reaching the height of the seniors. The newcomers are just starting out, and if someone leads them forward, then one day they will become seniors! "

"Yes," Chen Jingtian did not deny this statement, but he himself did not accept it, "That is a teacher's job. My job is to make movies, not to teach and educate people."

This slap slapped all the actors who were not from majors, offended a lot of people, and also defined Chen Jingtian's attitude.Many people know that he doesn't like to meet newcomers, he doesn't like non-professional actors, and he rarely uses such people.

Now... If you want to write entertainment news, it's a big deal.

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Chen Jingtian's temper is not just bad, he is more strange, he has an awkward personality and is not easy to get along with.Cheng Xirong has known him for so many years, but in the end he couldn't get used to his strange temper, and wanted to throw the table if he said three wrong words.

This is an open fact.The actor who got along best with Chen Jingtian was Cheng Xirong, but the actor who couldn't stand Chen Jingtian's character the most was also Cheng Xirong.These two people are people who don't pay much attention to outside comments. Their words and deeds are too free and easy. They don't take it as a secret at all, and they don't hide their emotions at all, so they become the talk of everyone after dinner.

The two of them quarreled a lot, and they often choked in front of everyone. They were photographed by the media many times, and the reports they wrote could be piled up.But quarrels belong to quarrels, and this does not affect their subsequent cooperation. These two people are still golden partners.

Chen Jingtian is the most comfortable when taking pictures of Cheng Xirong. With Cheng Xirong around, his shots can express more emotions.In Chen Jingtian's films, Cheng Xirong can always burst out new charm points, never stereotyped facial makeup, and can always ignite fans' climax.It's a mutual power that exists only between the two of them.

The media said that Cheng Xirong and Chen Jingtian "love each other and kill each other", they really appreciate each other, but they really can't get along well together.

Anyway, after so many years, Cheng Xirong and Chen Jingtian also have a personal relationship, but the way of communication is very different from He Ruosheng and the others. It is in another field and category, and there is a specific method, which is specifically for Chen Jingtian.

Going out with He Ruosheng and the others has always been a group of people, whether it's eating, singing, or playing cards, it's always very lively.But the relationship with Chen Jingtian is the "alone mode". When two people make an appointment to play, there will never be a third person.

It may be that the marriage is unlucky and the family is dissatisfied. Chen Jingtian is somewhat withdrawn, doesn't like to socialize with people very much, and doesn't like lively environments very much.Cheng Xirong tried to lure him into his social circle, and gathered a poker table for him to come together, but Chen Jingtian opened his mouth and asked, "Did you promise someone to be the matchmaker?"

Cheng Xirong made him so angry that before he could say anything, Chen Jingtian added: "Then you can take a rest, not all monsters can play with me, I'm not that hungry. Don't I won't give anyone a role with this strength."

The key is to say this in front of everyone.Cheng Xirong kindly arranged a game for him, and everyone in the room sat down and waited for him, not all because of his status as a famous director, most of them just wanted to cooperate for Cheng Xirong's sake.

As a result, when he said that, he didn't know whether he slapped the artists present in the circle or Cheng Xirong, the leader and middleman.Anyway, everyone felt embarrassing, dull and humiliated.Cheng Xirong was even more embarrassed, he didn't have time to stop him, let alone persuade him.

Chen Jingtian also really has a "straightforward" temper, he can say whatever he thinks, and do whatever he wants, he doesn't go around the slightest bit, and he doesn't wrong himself at all.After saying that, he didn't look at the expressions of the people in the room, turned his head and emphasized to Cheng Xirong: "If you said it was a poker game earlier, I would definitely not come."

Cheng Xirong didn't know how many times he was so angry that his stomach hurt, he gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, and told him to get out of here.Chen Jingtian really rolled away, without any nostalgia, quite free and easy, and the action of opening the door was crisp and neat.

Later, the two of them had no contact for a long time, and when Chen Jingtian had a new play, he directly sent the script to Cheng Xirong.The two of them are just like normal people, they will discuss when they need to discuss, and they will still argue when they need to argue, and they will enter into a benign working state again.

I'm used to it too, this kind of thing has happened too many times, so I don't feel any deep hatred.It's fine if there was a quarrel at the time, but if you didn't swear at anyone because of the presence of people in the room, then it's over, and there is no need to pursue it afterwards.

It's just Chen Jingtian's bad temper, Cheng Xirong can bear it himself, but he doesn't want Fu Zhou to suffer from him, he doesn't want to see Fu Zhou fight with him - Fu Zhou is also a guy with a deep bone, and he won't give in at all of.

Cheng Xirong smiled helplessly: "I don't know how He Ruosheng persuaded Chen Jingtian. He is notoriously eccentric and doesn't like to deal with newcomers."

There was a cough outside the door, accompanied by the sound of knuckles knocking on the wooden door.He Ruosheng leaned against the door frame, crossed his chest and watched, with a heartbroken expression on his face: "I said, you two are at my house, can you restrain yourself a little? Take care of my emotions, okay?"

I don't know how long this person has been standing here, or when he started watching.

Cheng Xirong squinted at the past: "Take care of your emotions? If you don't find someone yourself, why don't you blame me for not introducing you?"

He Ruosheng looked at Fu Zhou, but as an insider, Fu Zhou pretended not to understand and didn't respond at all.He Ruosheng received another arrow, which hit him right in the chest. It was more painful than seeing the two of them kissing - seeing someone you like intimately with someone you hate is already one of the top ten tortures.

I choose deafness, blindness, memory loss, dementia...

He Ruosheng also pretended that he didn't see anything, put down his arms and walked into the room, saying, "Chen Jingtian is actually not that stubborn, but he has a habit and a weird personality, and it's not easy to communicate. If you really find the right point, he is still very easy to talk to. "

Cheng Xirong pushed Fu Zhou, Fu Zhou reluctantly let go, moved away from Cheng Xirong, and sat down on the chair next to him.He pulled his eyelids deafly, the corners of his mouth were tensed, and his face was unhappy. He expressed his dissatisfaction with the intruder He Ruosheng very intuitively and plainly, and he disliked that this person disturbed his two-person world.

He Ruosheng: "...I said Fu Zhou, don't you have a cold? You should sit farther away, so as not to infect him."

Cheng Xirong suddenly realized, no wonder Fu Zhou wanted to wipe his mouth, wishing to wipe off a layer of skin on himself.It's contradictory enough to kiss each other even if he is afraid of catching a cold. You can imagine how tangled his mood is.

Probably, reason and emotion are at war, impulse has the upper hand, and instinct wins in the end.He said he wanted to see himself, that's how he felt.Want to hug, want to kiss...want to be with myself, very close, very close.

Anxiety fell down a layer, accumulated on the ground, and became part of the soil.The weightless lightness has also been relied on, and it has become thick and solid, just stepping on the bottom of my feet, where I stand.

Being steady and giving yourself strength is the source of everything.

What are you thinking so much about?Anyway, this life is picked up for nothing, everything is earned for nothing, and there is no loss at all.

Cheng Xirong was instantly relieved, and threw out all those low and delicate feelings, all of them.He turned around and held Fu Zhou's shoulder, and leaned over to kiss the corner of Fu Zhou's mouth under Fu Zhou's astonished eyes.

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Cheng Xirong's brows and eyes overflowed with joy, and his voice was cheerful and light, and he said with a smile: "I'll give it back to you."

Different from Fu Zhou's concealed and flustered kiss, Cheng Xirong didn't rush at all. He kissed from the corner of Fu Zhou's mouth until it touched the other's teeth.

Fu Zhou was panting heavily, and his eyes were still staring. His eyes were glued to Cheng Xirong, and he kept staring at him.

Cheng Xirong only smiled, his eyes were bright, he also looked at Fu Zhou, waiting for Fu Zhou to recover.

He Ruosheng, Mr. Light Bulb, who was watching: "..."

Letting Cheng Xirong live here was the biggest mistake in my life.After all, what is out of sight is clear, and if you can't see it, you can still pretend that it doesn't exist, deceiving yourself and others in moderation.Think about the life you used to get along with, and hold those exciting moments, and you can still have a sweet dream at night.

You can feel some sweetness when you wake up, you can laugh out loud to the sun, and start a new day with satisfaction.There is no need to be a light bulb here, with two big eyeballs dangling, watching them show their affection directly and clearly from a close distance.

The light bulb is me, but the person in front of me is the most dazzling.My eyes hurt, my chest hurts too.

What kind of "gaze of love" is this, it's too much.When will Cheng Xirong get rid of this problem?When expressing love, can you separate the occasions, and can you see the reactions of the people around you! ?Did he ask his friends for their opinion?I don't know if everyone doesn't want to see him like this at all?

Must be here?

Can't you go home and do these things again?

Wait... go home...?

He Ruosheng was startled by his own thought, and froze in place for a long time before realizing the reality belatedly.Yes, Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou have a home, it's their home.

At best, this is an inn for Cheng Xirong to rest and let him stay for a while.But he won't stay here forever, his heart and soul will never fall here, he will leave sooner or later.

He has his own destination, and he has a distant end, which is related to Fu Zhou.His soul is there, that's where his heart belongs.

He is his own guest.

He's not the one to fill his life.The position beside him does not belong to him, and he has no way to fill this vacancy.

This is the complete realization.

Cheng Xirong pinched Fu Zhou's face: "Stupid? What kind of reaction are you doing? It's embarrassing for me!"

Fu Zhou came back to his senses, and after grabbing Cheng Xirong's hand, his first reaction was to stick out his tongue and lick it on his own lips.

Cheng Xirong was satisfied: "This is a normal reaction. I thought I was rusty and my skills were not good enough."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Shouldn't it be more gentle and charming at this time?What do you mean by "technology"?What did he take kissing for?Is it some kind of lit skill, specially used to tease men?

There is a feeling of being NRT...

Fu Zhou was deflated, his face was gloomy, his eyelids drooped, and he was extremely unhappy.Cheng Xirong became happy, rubbing his face while laughing: "Okay, no kidding. You also know that I don't refuse kissing scenes. This is a job requirement, purely technical, without any emotion."

"Can I not shoot in the future?"

Fu Zhou was pitiful, raised his eyelids and looked at Cheng Xirong, like a big dog with wet eyes, terribly wronged.

Cheng Xirong imitated Fu Zhou's movements, as before, instead he held Fu Zhou's cheeks and squeezed the little flesh on Fu Zhou's face.He kissed Fu Zhou on the mouth again, very lightly and superficially, just like Fu Zhou, he left with just a touch.

But he was more calm than Fu Zhou, he was not in a hurry, he just expressed intimacy very seriously.

Fu Zhou didn't worry about whether he would catch a cold anymore, and he eagerly followed Cheng Xirong to repeat: "I don't accept kissing scenes, nude scenes, and sex scenes. Borrow a seat, or find a substitute."

Cheng Xirong: "Or you can be a stand-in. I'll play against you, that's great. You can enjoy your private life and get paid."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Fu Zhou is more than 1.8 meters tall, with massive muscles, broad shoulders and stiff back, to replace the heroine's body?Is this going to shoot King Kong Barbie?

Cheng Xirong had enough fun, so he talked about this issue seriously, and said seriously: "You don't answer it if you say no. This kind of thing is not only my business, but also respect your opinion."

When two people become partners, they are a whole, and when dealing with problems, they must take into account each other's mood and wishes.Especially for this kind of sensitive topic, since one party already has an opinion, if they keep letting it go, sooner or later, it will lead to a big conflict, so it is better to solve it directly from the beginning.

Cheng Xirong wanted to get along well with Fu Zhou, and wanted to live with this person forever and be together for a long time.He's ready and willing to make the change—even knowing it won't be easy.

It's about respect, asking what the other person thinks, listening to him, and taking his advice.This is a problem that I have never been aware of before. With the experience of failure, I finally wake up here and see it thoroughly.

Cheng Xirong also held Fu Zhou's face, and put his palm on Fu Zhou's cheekbones, feeling the hardness of the bones.He didn't hide it. After feeling uneasy and calm, he finally said it: "There are rumors that my current identity has an improper relationship with my previous identity, and many people may be involved... Do you mind?" ?"

"Are you attacking yourself?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Well, Fu Zhou was able to make such a joke, but he didn't take it seriously, he didn't take it seriously at all.

But what Cheng Xirong wants to say is the hidden rules after this: "I don't know how familiar you are with this circle, what kind of cognition and...acceptance you have. This is different from the life of normal people. There are many, many, from the day you step in, it is impossible to be peaceful."

Fu Zhou nodded in Cheng Xirong's palm: "I know."

"The higher you go, the closer you get to the dark side of the circle."

Fu Zhou stopped nodding and asked instead, "What do you want to say?"

What I want to talk about is the restless and restless dream, there are no ghosts, no ghosts, no scary scenes, and no gloomy soundtrack.I just thought of the future in a daze, and thought of the things I encountered before, and moved to the present to experience it.

Changing identities, things that were once taken for granted have now become unbearable.

Cheng Xirong took a breath: "I must get back what belongs to me. Before that, I can't stop. Now it's just like this... Oolong-style gossip, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to us Influence. But in the future, there will be other rumors in the future, all kinds, none of us can resist."

No one can guarantee what kind of future that will be, and what kind of things will be encountered in the future.

Uneasy because of the unknown.

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Fu Zhou frowned, thought for a while, and then said after a long time: "Is that what you're thinking about?"

Cheng Xirong was a little surprised and didn't realize it for a while: "You know I'm thinking about something?"

Fu Zhou nodded: "When you were sleeping, your eyes kept moving. You had a nightmare—that's all you dreamed about?"

Everything was right, Cheng Xirong suddenly realized, and finally understood where this person's abnormality came from.

He thought it was because he hadn't seen each other for a few days, he was still thinking about the previous quarrel, and he still cared about it.After all, the two separated after having a bad fight, and they reconciled but did not meet each other.There is not even voice chat, and you can't see the other party's real mood if you only read the text through the screen.

Moreover, he has been so busy recently that he has collapsed. When he is tired, his emotions will be affected by his body to some extent, right?Private life is squeezed to the limit, and the desires and instincts that can be released will double their backlash during the limited time alone.

Cheng Xirong also had this kind of experience before. He stayed on the set for a month, and when he left the set, he wanted to find a place to vent his desire.Being oppressed by complicated work, the mind is shaken, and there are signs of weakness, opening a small opening for those impulses to invade.

So Fu Zhou, who has always been inactive, wants to express his intimacy, show his inner emotions, and put them all in his body language.There are also those naughty little moves, like a middle school student, insisting on the childish sweetness in my heart, not grand enough, but warm enough.

I thought it was the reason... It turned out that I was wrong. His behavior has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with his mood and impulse.Just to comfort himself, to see himself in a state of unease, to offer his comfort.

It's a feeling that's hard to talk about, another form, it's also love.It is also very important to put himself in his heart, without those unbearable impulses and instincts, and it is his treasure.

He is not good at words, if he can't say it, he will show it with behavior.

Ah... I was really comforted.Such a stupid person, like a gourd, has a mouth just for eating, but it's just so...cute.

Cheng Xirong suddenly remembered that there was a saying on the Internet that praising someone as "handsome", "smart" or "polite" is a controllable emotion.However, once you feel that a person is "cute", it's over, you've fallen, and you have no principles.

Handsome people lose their face sometimes, smart people occasionally make mistakes, and when they are polite, they feel alienated.Only the cuteness sucks the whole heart.No matter what that person looks like, no matter what he does, even if he is embarrassing and stupid, this behavior is still cute in the eyes.

This is the highest compliment, without reservation and without the slightest ability to resist.

Fu Zhou was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Xirong pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Suddenly I think you are cute."

Fu Zhou: "???"

Fu Zhou looked helpless: "You may be right. Your mood changes too quickly, like a little girl."

Cheng Xirong was in a good mood, he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't get angry at whatever Fu Zhou said.He suddenly thought of last night again, and started to talk endlessly, carrying out this "little girl's temper": "The one at noon is not a dream, but it was actually a dream last night."

Fu Zhou: "...What did you dream about?"

"Blue sky, white clouds, good dream, I woke up feeling very relaxed and in a good mood. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time, and I slept well."

Fu Zhou expressed his "unclear" response with a paralyzed face.

Cheng Xirong added: "So let's pretend that the one at noon doesn't exist. In comparison, last night's dream should be remembered."

Fu Zhou grabbed Cheng Xirong, interrupted Cheng Xirong's act of ending the topic, and seriously wanted to discuss the previous topic: "It's not over."

"When I didn't say anything, I was not emotionally stable these days, and I had a lot of thoughts, but nothing worked..."

"It's useful." Fu Zhou pinched Cheng Xirong's wrist, pinched a little flesh, and gently twirled it between his fingertips, "You really think too much. You will listen to me, if there is no kissing scene, then we There won't be any problems between them."

What?What is this logical point?

Cheng Xirong was a little dazed: "Hey... You say it like I'm the only one who finds fault? If you solve me, all the troubles will be solved?"

And what do you mean if you don't have a kissing scene, you'll be fine?Could it be that in Fu Zhou's impression, the only possible problem between two people is the kissing scene with others?

"No."

Cheng Xirong raised his eyes: "What is that?"

"I'll listen to you too. Whenever the time comes, no matter what happens, you tell me. I believe in you."

Unconditional trust.As long as you tell me, I won't doubt it.

Fu Zhou thought for a while, and felt that he still hadn't expressed his thoughts. He frowned and pondered for a while, and then added: "I will tell you too. What am I thinking, including my doubts about you, I will tell you of."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Too straightforward!

But this is also good, simple and clear, communication is the most effective way to avoid misunderstanding, and it is also a measure to maintain relationships.Cheng Xirong is a person who can't hide his words, and he can keep a distance from outsiders. He has always said something to his own people, and never hides it.Fu Zhou, a dull gourd, also has this kind of awareness, which is a good promise.

As long as Fu Zhou is willing to speak out and express his thoughts, there will be no problem.Between the two of them, no one is more prone to problems, and neither of them has problems.It can only be said that Cheng Xirong is too impatient, has a quick temper, and is too dazed to turn a corner.It happened that Fu Zhou was a fake mute, he liked to be bored with everything and didn't like to talk.

Now that this is the case, Cheng Xirong is willing to restrain himself, to worry about the other party's mood, and to consider the problem from the other party's point of view.Fu Zhou was also willing to change the habit of muffled voices, everyone was happy, it was a perfect ending.

Cheng Xirong smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's so simple and it's over? It feels like I've struggled for so long before."

"You're just overthinking."

I am firm on this point... How many times have I said it?

Cheng Xirong was very cooperative: "Yes, yes, I am getting old, so I will inevitably think wildly."

Fu Zhou denied it again: "No, you are not as old as me."

Cheng Xirong stared at Fu Zhou: "Don't say such ambiguous words, it is easy to cause misunderstanding."

Fu Zhou: "..."

If you are in a good mood, you can have fun, this person is also emotional enough.

The two got bored for a while, and made up for the intimacy they hadn't seen for a few days, and even erased the quarrelsome quarrel.As the saying goes, "A little farewell is better than a newlywed", the two are really much closer than before, more like a normal couple, in a period of passionate love, sweet.

After finally waiting for Cheng Xirong to think about it, he looked towards the door and asked strangely, "Huh? Wasn't He Ruosheng here just now? Where are the others?"

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Cheng Xirong has no self-knowledge, no self-consciousness at all.Fu Zhou knew the inside story very well, he didn't need to guess at all, he could immediately understand what was going on.But this kind of thing, from his position, must be pretending to know nothing.

This is inevitable, without a doubt.What He Ruosheng wants is his own business, his personal choice.It's good if it doesn't affect the relationship between Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou, so why should he be brought in to give him a chance to interfere?

No one has such a broad mind, such a deep tolerance, and expresses his kindness with unrealistic generosity.

Without good intentions, Fu Zhou would rather be a villain in this kind of matter, the heinous kind.He didn't care how he was judged. Whether those people said he was scheming, narrow-minded or vicious, Cheng Xirong was by his side anyway.

Being scolded a few times will not lose meat.

As long as Cheng Xirong belongs to me, that's enough.

"And... I let him stay by Cheng Xirong's side, which is already generous. Well, it's very generous and tolerant. This is completely breaking my own bottom line, and it makes me very uncomfortable."

Fu Zhou comforted himself, feeling that it was very reasonable for him to think so, his mind became calmer, and he even wanted a compliment.But reason is still there, Fu Zhou is very clear-headed, knowing that this matter should be a secret between himself and He Ruosheng, the two of them know it well, and Cheng Xirong can never let it know.

This is the best situation, and maintaining this balance is beneficial to many people, not just Fu Zhou himself.Of course, Fu Zhou is the biggest beneficiary. There is no way to deny this point. He can monopolize Cheng Xirong. This is the most wonderful thing in the world. It is an almost luxurious enjoyment, but also a sinking.

On the other hand, not knowing is also a good thing for Cheng Xirong himself.Both Fu Zhou and He Ruosheng didn't want Cheng Xirong to take on this burden, and they didn't want Cheng Xirong to create grievances, let go of the brotherhood of more than ten years, and drift away from the people they cared about.

Because there is no way to give a response, and there will never be a result, so you can only stay away.If you can't be a lover, and you can't be a brother anymore, you can only be a stranger.

This is painful, and even if you think about it for a while, you will feel heavy, and it weighs heavily on your chest, making you breathless.

No one wanted Cheng Xirong to experience this kind of emotion.

Fu Zhou has selfish intentions and is very contradictory. He also made such a decision after seeing and seeing.He has a paranoid and radical character, but he is not willing to see Cheng Xirong struggling with self-blame, and he does not want Cheng Xirong to be surrounded by negative emotions—especially Cheng Xirong is not in good health now, and his heart cannot bear such a burden load.

So those selfish thoughts were put aside, Fu Zhou gave up his dark and calculating thoughts, and tried to make himself more sunny.Like Cheng Xirong, he is broad-minded, bright and positive, and has a tolerant bearing.

Fu Zhou also did a lot of psychological training for himself, kept thinking about it, persuading himself over and over again, and comforting himself: "Look at it, He Ruosheng thinks the same way, isn't it good? I don't need to think about it anymore There is a way to solve it, he has drawn his own boundaries, has self-knowledge, self-examination, and self-control. This is a good ending."

I hope... he can control it...

Can you control it?Man, as a man, of course Fu Zhou understands the nature of this impulse, and understands the feeling when desire lights up in his mind.

Unbearable, very difficult to suppress.

Not everyone can be Liu Xiahui, most human beings are still emotional animals, not so good self-control, not so noble character.He Ruosheng doesn't seem to be a very firm person either, he's a bit soft-tempered, like a grass on the wall, and he will bend in one direction when a gust of wind blows.

It is very good now, if there is some external stimulation, will he change his mind?

I'm a little worried...

Cheng Xirong was about to get up, and said strangely: "He was here just now, right? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Well, yes."

"Where's the person? Didn't he say hello when he left?" Cheng Xirong looked down for his slippers, "He's been acting weird lately, he looks dissatisfied with his desires, he's listless all day long, and he doesn't know what he's thinking about?"

Fu Zhou bent down to pick up Cheng Xirong's slippers, stopped when putting them on Cheng Xirong's feet, and stared at Cheng Xirong very vigilantly: "What's wrong with him? What did he do?"

"Nothing is done, just the state is wrong