Perfect Two

.I don't know what's wrong, I'll talk to him later. "

Fu Zhou pursed his lips, and said seriously: "Otherwise, you'd better go home. You're in much better health now, aren't you?"

Cheng Xirong cast a glance at Fu Zhou, pursed his lips in disgust, and stepped on Fu Zhou's chest with his bare feet: "You were the one who told me to come and live here, but now you are the one who told me to go home. Why, I'm here at your beck and call The little follower you went to?"

Fu Zhou grabbed Cheng Xirong's ankle and put on the slippers for him: "Do you want to stay here?"

"think."

Fu Zhou: "..."

Cheng Xirong put on his shoes and stood up, supported Fu Zhou's shoulders, closed his eyes and waited for the dizziness to pass.The burns on his feet affected his movement. He has been lying down for the past few days, and sometimes he gets up and has a wheelchair to help him walk. There is too little activity.Lying for a long time hurt, this was probably his weakest few days, and it became difficult to get up.

Fu Zhou hugged Cheng Xirong's back and sighed imperceptibly: "Let's live with him first."

Let's trust He Ruosheng once.Even if you don't believe in He Ruosheng, you still have to believe in Cheng Xirong's bottom line, right?

Cheng Xirong gave Fu Zhou a strange look: "What are you awkward about? Have you been home in the past few days? I can't see you when I go back. Is there any difference from living here?"

Of course there is... The key is not whether you can meet Fu Zhou, but how close you are to He Ruosheng...

Fu Zhou pursed his lips and said nothing.

Cheng Xirong added frankly, expressing his thoughts: "He Ruosheng is like this, I am really worried. The part-time workers in his family are almost sold out of his information, and he hasn't found out at all. He has no self-consciousness about it. Don't you think it's scary?"

Fu Zhou: "...Well, it's too scary not to realize it."

Like yourself.

Cheng Xirong babbled: "I'll stay with him for a few days. He is too soft-hearted, and he will listen to what others say. I'm afraid that the part-time job won't be easy. If I find something else to do at that time, I won't be able to do it." It's trouble."

Fu Zhou sighed heavily: "Don't forget your own identity."

Cheng Xirong was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "I understand, I have a sense of proportion, and I won't mess around."

hope so……

Fu Zhou pinched Cheng Xirong's shoulders and rubbed the skin back and forth: "I'll be honest... I don't care about He Ruosheng at all. As long as you are well, that's fine. Don't do anything to hurt yourself." matter."

He probably had a premonition before he said such a thing.Not long after, what Fu Zhou was most worried about happened.

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After He Ruosheng disappeared that day, he never appeared again, and he didn't know where he hid.He sent Fu Zhou the location information of the gym, and the contact information of the coach, and said nothing about the rest.

Fu Zhou understood that He Ruosheng was hit, and he didn't want to see the person he likes and his rival show affection in front of him.Probably because he didn't know what kind of mood to face Cheng Xirong, he didn't adjust his mentality, and he didn't even say hello or any sign.

Cheng Xirong was puzzled: "The message he sent you? Why?"

Fu Zhou asked back, "Why can't you send it to me?"

Isn't this nonsense!Is there any reason for this?It makes sense!

Cheng Xirong was a little depressed: "You are my partner, he is my brother, and I am the middleman. You didn't know each other before, but you only met because of me. You have such a little contact. Why do you say? My brother doesn't contact me. What's the point of separating me from contacting with my partner?"

Want to cuckold the middleman?

If I didn't believe that these two people would never betray me...

When thinking of this, Cheng Xirong paused for a moment, with a resentful expression on his face, and said very bluntly: "Feng Yi and Zhou Sheng were introduced to each other by me, and I didn't expect them to do such a thing. In the end, they were I did it, and I did it very thoroughly, at all... oh! Hiss—it hurts!"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhou bit Cheng Xirong's lips, and swallowed the rest of the words along the way.Those who have no chance to say it condense into a thorn, but some people are willing to digest it, even if the thorn is dripping with blood, they are willing to swallow it.

This is the bottom line, his last insistence, and the territory guarded by those little beasts.

It is absolutely not allowed to be violated or defiled.

Cheng Xirong pushed Fu Zhou away, covered his lips, and licked a fishy smell with the tip of his tongue.The corners of the lips have been broken, and there is a feeling of numbness and swelling, and the nerves are jumping "chug", feeling a little depressed.

Is this man crazy?What kind of habit is this?

Cheng Xirong had a broken face: "Are you a dog? Why do you still bite people?"

Fu Zhou also licked his lips, paused every word, and said viciously: "If you say such things again, I will not only bite people."

Ouch, I'm so scared!It really scared me to death!

Cheng Xirong was curious: "Then what else are you doing?"

Fu Zhou said solemnly, "Eat you."

Cheng Xirong shuddered, the hairs on his arms stood on end, his scalp was numb, and his hair roots stood upside down.Why do you feel that Fu Zhou's words are a bit eerie and spooky.

There is no derivation, like the literal meaning, it is "eating" in the traditional sense.He really wanted to "eat" himself, using his mouth and teeth to tear apart his flesh and bite off his own bones.Cheng Xirong could even think of that bloody and brutal scene, with stench and dripping blood mixed together.

It's really a little fear born from the heart, my heart is hairy, and I'm very uneasy.

Cheng Xirong couldn't help but sighed: "Why do you look like a primitive animal that hasn't fully evolved? Civilized people are reasonable, understand? We are new human beings in modern society, advanced creatures with thoughts and rationality, different from wild animals. Same. You can't be so rough."

"and then?"

Then... what then!Actually asked and then! ?

Cheng Xirong was speechless: "It means, you can't bite me like this. If you think I'm wrong, you can refute me, you can argue with me. But you can't use violence to solve it."

"Is this violence?"

"It's all broken! Isn't it violence? You are abusing me. I can taste the blood. It's so disgusting!"

Fu Zhou: "..."

How can there be such a big difference in the way of thinking between people?Why can't we reach a consensus on the same thing?

Fu Zhou was a little helpless: "Anyway, you can't say such things anymore. I am different from Feng Yi. He is him and I am me. I will never do anything to make you sorry, and I will never let go for a second. He Ruosheng, He's not like Zhou Sheng either."

After a long time, the topic was over, and the two talked about other things on the road.There was a moment of silence in the middle, the host was joking on the car radio, and it seemed a bit noisy with the BGM.

Cheng Xirong was thinking about the movie-related question just mentioned, biting his lower lip and twirling his fingertips, a little lost in thought.

Fu Zhou spoke suddenly, without any foreshadowing, and said without beginning or end: "There are evil people in this world, and not everyone is vicious."

"Huh?" Cheng Xirong came back to his senses, pulled his thoughts back half a beat, and didn't understand what Fu Zhou meant, "What?"

Fu Zhou paused for a while, and changed his words, more directly: "Feng Yi will betray you, but I won't."

Why are you still talking about this?Wasn't it just discussing the casting of the film? Why did you jump back and still fall on this topic?

Cheng Xirong was confused: "I know, you said it."

Fu Zhou was a little annoyed, he gripped the steering wheel anxiously, and squeezed it very hard, the veins on the back of his hand bulged.He is not good at expressing. Most of the time, it is not a blank piece of paper without emotion. He has thoughts and feelings that he wants to convey, but he doesn't know what kind of words to use.Can't decide vocabulary, use bad tone, can't choose proper punctuation.

So I got stuck and couldn't open my mouth.

The heavier the emotion, the harder it is for him to speak.The more intense the emotion, the more embarrassed he felt, unable to describe or express it.

Cheng Xirong knew this habit of his, and was afraid that he would have a heart attack, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "I was just joking with you, and I will never make such a joke again, it's not funny. Don't be nervous, Don't take it to heart either. I was wrong, I'm not good."

Fu Zhou held the steering wheel without moving, and after a few seconds, he spoke again: "I want to say, it's not your fault."

Cheng Xirong's movements froze completely, and he fell into a sticky and thick chaos. There were mud entangled his feet, and he fixed himself in place.The passage of time also stopped, and he was left out of time, falling into a vacuum enclosure without oxygen.He was stiff and cold, unable to move, completely ignorant of the existence of life.

Fu Zhou took a breath: "Not everyone will do something to betray their lover. You who were hurt are not at fault, the one who did the wrong thing is at fault."

After a pause, Fu Zhou felt that what he said was not quite right, and added: "Uh, I mean, this is a matter of base and probability. If everyone betrays you, it may be that there is something in you that makes people The factor of betrayal may be your problem. But it's not. Only Feng Yi would do such a thing, and only him, so it's not your problem."

This was something Cheng Xirong had never said out loud, and he didn't even show the slightest sign to He Ruosheng, an "insider", and never mentioned this topic.He pretended that he only had hatred and resentment for the past, without entanglement and struggle.

But Fu Zhou knew it all.

Cheng Xirong didn't know what kind of expression to make, whether to cry or laugh.Or just laugh and cry, which is in line with the mood at the moment.

Fu Zhou repeated: "Also, I will not betray you, never, absolutely, never. With me here, it's not your problem."

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In the end, Cheng Xirong didn't cry, but wanted to laugh, and the expression that was squeezed out by lifting the corner of his mouth twitched a little, and he could feel the stiffness and ferocity without looking in the mirror.

He simply gave up, let out a muffled "Oh", and gave no other response, and did not speak again.Empty all the way with a blank face, Cheng Xirong looked sideways at the buildings and trees that kept receding outside the window, silently, as if he didn't exist here.

Only the shallow breathing sound was still there, and at a certain moment when the broadcast was quiet, he could hear his light inhalation.Not very regular, occasionally rushed, but the one Fu Zhou is used to.

The atmosphere couldn't be called awkward. Although both of them were silent, there was still some subtle harmony in the carriage.A tacit understanding flows between two people. Even if there is no sound or dialogue, they can get along with each other calmly, which is very natural.

This is about the habits that are born when getting along. Based on the foundation of feelings, all states will automatically add a thin layer of light.Those ordinary actions have also become brighter, and the world has become more colorful, dazzling and exciting.

Silence also has the beauty of silence. As long as you are with each other, there will always be a sweet taste that others cannot experience.This is the satisfaction that can only be obtained from a lover, single but rich in content.

But being exposed, Cheng Xirong was somewhat absent-minded, and lost the excitement he had when he first left the house.

He stayed at He Ruosheng's house for a few days, and except for the day when he went to the hospital for an examination, he never saw the sun outside again, and he was suffocated.He was really looking forward to this physical test, but before the car left the community, he had a lot of chatter with Fu Zhou.

Such as "Don't interfere with the coach", "My body is not as bad as you think", "The coach and I have a sense of proportion, well, I will definitely pay attention to it" and the like.He also gave various promises and guarantees, almost swearing to God, the central theme is "Fu Zhou, don't hinder my activities".

He was so bored. After lying on the bed for a few days, the burn on his feet finally healed, and it didn't affect his activities. He couldn't wait to move his muscles and bones.In addition, during this period of time, he has been ill, so he has not been able to do well, and the snoring made him feel depressed and impatient.

In the past, he was also a muscular man. He would just soak up iron in the gym when he had nothing to do. His standard muscle mass was his capital.Fitness is also a way of life for him, and it is also an effective way for him to vent his emotions.

However, after being in this body for so long, let alone exercising, even daily life is difficult to sustain.In the past, Cheng Xirong never thought that one day he would feel that walking was such a hard job, and that just going uphill would make him out of breath, and he would have to rely on external forces, otherwise he would not be able to hold on at all.

The contrast between the last life and the present is really too great, and the psychological gap is not small.The state of the body is the most intuitive response, and the loss of the mind is also clear and clear, which makes people unable to be reconciled.

Now that he has the opportunity to return to the gym and return to the familiar state of life, Cheng Xirong is naturally very happy.Even if I can't keep up with my physical strength now and can't do any strenuous projects, as long as I have a beginning, I will definitely get better.

It doesn't matter if it's slower, it doesn't matter if it takes longer, as long as it's moving forward, it's fine.Things like physical fitness start from scratch and accumulate slowly bit by bit.Now I can only take a walk, so it will take a few more months to gradually increase the speed, and then I can jog.In the future, you can also practice equipment and boxing.

Anyway, I am still young now, the days to come are still long, and there is still a lot of time.

With this mentality, Cheng Xirong was really happy when he went out, even a little jumpy, and even chatted with Fu Zhou about his previous eight-pack abs.Because of that episode on the road, Cheng Xirong's good spirits were all shattered, his mood was shattered in an instant, and his excitement was shattered into dregs, which couldn't even stick together.

When we got to the downstairs of the gym, Cheng Xirong got off the car silently and stood outside the parking lot waiting for Fu Zhou, as if he had no expectations.

Fu Zhou took the stop sign and put it in his pocket casually, and gently squeezed Cheng Xirong's neck with his other hand: "I won't talk for a while."

Cheng Xirong turned to look at Fu Zhou, a little surprised.

Fu Zhou coughed dryly: "I try not to talk, I try my best."

Cheng Xirong was even more surprised. Although it was an expected attitude, knowing that Fu Zhou could not completely compromise, it was already very rare to hear such words from him.Cheng Xirong did not expect that Fu Zhou would have such...awareness, to try to do it, to try, to restrain his worries.

With this kind of heart, it is not easy for Fu Zhou to have such a thought.There is a kind of gratification that Alaska, which has been raised for a long time, finally does not tear up the family. My family has grown up...sensible, and knows how to understand each other's feelings.

Cheng Xirong's mood improved a lot.

Fu Zhou is still making promises... It's not so much a promise to Cheng Xirong, it's better to say that he is persuading himself when he is thinking about it. He said it a few times and listened to it a few times to brainwash himself.

"Whatever the trainer tells you to do...running, burpees, planks...well, whatever he tells you to do, I'm not going to talk-well, I mean, I try not to interrupt, not to interfere .”

Cheng Xirong looked at Fu Zhou's profile, gritted his teeth, and squeezed his mouth tightly.He was obviously wavering, but he had to act firm, trying very hard, forcing himself.That hand was still resting on the back of Cheng Xirong's neck, pinched a little bit of flesh, and rubbed it lightly, which was comforting.If you can't say it, just use this method.

This clumsy way of consoling took a big turn and approached sideways, not forcing people, leaving a lot of room.He hoped that Cheng Xirong would recover, but in the end he put himself in it.

Cheng Xirong asked, "Actually, that's not what you want to say, is it?"

Fu Zhou immediately stopped his thoughts, and after a long silence: "I don't want you to do poppy jumps at all. Your heart has been cut open, so how can you jump? Doesn't your chest vibrate when you jump? Okay? Just go out for a walk after you eat, you don’t need to train those muscle mass, it’s unnecessary, completely unnecessary, useless.”

The resentment is so deep that it is a long list of words, which does not fit Fu Zhou's image of a dull gourd at all.He probably didn't expect that he would say such a long list, and after finishing speaking in one breath, he was also taken aback for a moment.

Cheng Xirong finally laughed, covered his chest and trembled all over, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, panting: "You... don't know whether to say you are too boring or too interesting, but why are you so good ?”

Fu Zhou was stunned: "Huh?"

Cheng Xirong still smiled: "What a big baby, that's great."

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In fact, the coach didn't let Cheng Xirong do too much strenuous exercise, because Cheng Xirong had already shown signs of physical weakness on the way from the elevator entrance through the venue to the deepest physical examination room.

Fu Zhou has been taking care of Cheng Xirong, knowing Cheng Xirong's physical condition, and also knowing that he has been bedridden for too long recently and is indeed weak.But the coach didn't know this, and when he looked back and saw Cheng Xirong's face, he was stunned and said in disbelief, "Just come over, do you feel tired?"

Cheng Xirong wanted to deny it, but he caught a glimpse of Fu Zhou's expression from the corner of his eye, and then looked down at his clenched hands, and when his mouth was bald, he nodded and admitted, "A little bit, a little bit."

The coach immediately turned his head into two big ones, and almost knelt down to Cheng Xirong: "Isn't it?! Your body...Lao He told me that your physique is not very good, and you had an operation some time ago. But why is it so bad!? It’s not too far away!”

Cheng Xirong was also a little embarrassed.He himself didn't expect it to be like this, and he thought that he could do some basic functional tests today, such as the simplest jumping and closing jumps, to roughly determine the cardiopulmonary function and physical fitness level.

Before it started, I gave the coach a super big "surprise" and surprised myself.After several days of not moving, it is indeed terrifying that the physical strength is exhausted to such an extent.

Cheng Xirong smiled in embarrassment, a little helpless, and did not speak.Fu Zhou, who had been following him all the time, suddenly opened his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "This place is not small."

coach:"……"

Blame our gym for being too high-end and occupying too much space!

Cheng Xirong turned to stare at Fu Zhou, warning him with his eyes.Before Fu Zhou closed his mouth, he muttered: "Okay, I won't talk."

He just couldn't hold it back, he couldn't bear to be told that Cheng Xirong was not good at all, let alone watch Cheng Xirong being embarrassed like this and remain indifferent.Not only does he have a strong desire for monopoly, but he also protects the calf. If it belongs to him, that is the best. Cheng Xirong is perfect, and no one can belittle him.

Cheng Xirong had an expression of "I don't believe you", with teasing eyes, his expression conveyed the meaning of "I knew you couldn't hold back" without opening his mouth.

Poor Fu Zhou, who has always been quiet about talking, the image of the boring gourd has been completely shattered into scum, and now he is labeled as a talkative chatterer who can't hold a word.

There is no sense of disobedience, it is very appropriate.

Fu Zhou was very aggrieved, and wanted to defend himself, but before he spoke, he thought that he was the one to blame Cheng Xirong, so he closed his mouth reluctantly.That look looks very pitiful, and a bit coquettish.

Like a big dog, this guy is looking more and more like a big dog.

In the end, after struggling for a while, I finally measured my basic body composition and visited the gymnasium by the way.The coach is a clinical medicine major and understands human anatomy. He also invited medical consultants to give Cheng Xirong a routine physical examination.

The report had to wait, and Fu Zhou was reading the materials on the side with his computer.Cheng Xirong lay on his arm, staring at the screen, poking the screen with his finger from time to time to point out some problems.

The coach was in contact with He Ruosheng, chattering to express his shock, repeatedly emphasizing that "this child is difficult to take care of, and it will take a long, long time."Not knowing what He Ruosheng said over there, the coach breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, I'll start making plans, don't say I'm cheating on your class fees."

Cheng Xirong listened, bumped Fu Zhou with his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Did you send money to He Ruosheng?"

"Ah."

"Why give him money! What he spends now is what I lost to him at the poker table before. It's just returned."

Fu Zhou supported Cheng Xirong's shoulders, not letting him push himself aside, still staring at the computer, and replied casually: "The ones on the poker table, go to the poker table to win back."

Cheng Xirong took the opportunity to complain: "I can't do it! I go to the poker table to give them money, and if I win a game, I lose half the night. How do you play poker? You win it back for me?"

Fu Zhou's finger on the touch mouse stopped and fell silent.

Cheng Xirong fell silent and did not bring up this topic again.Thinking about Fu Zhou's growth experience, it should be rare for him to get together to play cards and fight landlords.

Since he was a teenager, he has been withdrawn and indifferent until now. He has no intention of socializing with others and has very few friends.There are a few of them who are also based on "cooperative" relationships. They keep in touch when they have work, and they don't usually have personal relationships.

There is only one Su Minglin who still has a relationship, at most they play together, and only after there are serious things to discuss, they will go to exercise when they have free time.It was also thanks to Su Minglin's steady state of mind, his patience and cheekiness, that he was able to stand behind Fu Zhou.

He has always been an independent individual, cold and cold in this world, always standing alone, without fetters with the outside world.

Thinking about it this way, it's a bit pitiful!

Cheng Xirong has always been used to liveliness, and lives his life in a hurry, rarely having quiet moments alone.He has come to the present in this state, it is difficult to imagine what the days of "lonely" and "desert" are like.It is not within the scope of what I can bear, and it is completely contrary to my life. It is another extreme. Just thinking about it makes me feel very painful.

It's just a little more compassion.

This state of twilight and depression does not belong to anyone. Even the elderly can maintain positive vitality and strive to live the rest of their lives more vividly.What's more, Fu Zhou is so young, so he shouldn't be associated with such words.

At this age, who really likes to be alone?That is, the problem of experience and personality. He has no friends and has no choice but to be forced to be alone.Cause and effect are reversed, he should have expectations for another life.

Otherwise, why would he like me who is completely opposite to him, why would he want to approach me in another way of life.He tried to come into my life, to be close to me, to stay by my side, to live a life that he hadn't experienced before.

This could be regarded as a kind of subtext, hidden in his subconscious, and acted quietly when no one was aware of it.

Cheng Xirong pondered for a while as a matter of course, and felt that no matter what, he would never be able to feel "lonely" in the future.No relatives, no friends, it doesn't matter, he has himself.

I will accompany him.

Cheng Xirong was still lying on Fu Zhou's arm: "When we have money, I'll take you to practice card skills. I can't count on you, you still have room to shape!"

Fu Zhou laughed, stared at the screen again, and asked helplessly, "Why do you like playing cards so much?"

"Relax. Spending money is a good way to vent, but I can't go out casually, and only playing cards is the most suitable indoor activity for me. Playing games doesn't cost much, and shopping online is also a worthless thing. Things. You can still spend money playing cards.”

Fu Zhou: "..."

It can be said that it is too much to say such a thing in front of a poor and down-to-earth person.

Cheng Xirong added another sentence: "Oh, you don't need to be stressed. I used to have money piled up there so I wanted to spend it. If I don't have money, let it go. I'll change my way of venting."

Even more.

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The new physical examination is similar to the report given by the hospital. The cardiopulmonary function is perfect, and there are no major problems. They are all minor problems that need to be gradually improved.The coach also made a recent training plan. After Fu Zhou carefully read it three times, he made an appointment with Cheng Xirong to start class.

Fu Zhou sent Cheng Xirong to He Ruosheng's house, stopped the car outside the door, turned off the engine and chatted with Cheng Xirong.

"Do you want to leave the car to you?" After Fu Zhou finished speaking, he shook his head first, "Forget it, it's not safe. Does He Ruosheng have a driver at home?"

"The company equipped him with equipment, but he doesn't use it often. He always drives by himself."

The problem of traveling is really troublesome, not to mention physical limitations, Cheng Xirong is now considered a little famous, and has a group of true fans.It is not suitable to take the subway when going out. Fu Zhou was worried that he would not be able to support himself physically, and Cheng Xirong himself was worried that he would be recognized by others.

When it comes to driving, Cheng Xirong is very conscious, knowing that neither Fu Zhou nor He Ruosheng will allow it.He knew that his condition was not good, so he didn't mention it at all.

The gym is not far from He Ruosheng's villa, three intersections, 10 minutes by car.But if you walk, the distance can't be said to be close, especially since Cheng Xirong has no physical strength now, and it's definitely not enough to rely on his legs alone.

Cheng Xirong was afraid that Fu Zhou would say "I'll pick you up every day from now on", so he didn't think about it, and blurted out: "It's okay, I'll let He Ruosheng take me there."

Just as Fu Zhou opened his mouth, he was stopped before the words came out.He was not very happy, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Cheng Xirong's arrangement.

Cheng Xirong was in the co-pilot, glanced at Fu Zhou's expression from the corner of his eye, knew it well, and added: "Anyway, he has no work recently and is relatively free. After a while, I can just drive there by myself. Don't worry about it." Distracted, you know? Whether I play cards or games in the future depends on you."

Responsibilities and burdens are the best ways to comfort a person.Stress makes people alert and self-aware.

Although Fu Zhou was aggrieved, he also knew that what Cheng Xirong said was right, and he still had a lot of things to do.Compared with the lingering time in front of me, the so-called "future", the future shared by two people, is more important.

No one is playing house.Fu Zhou knew that, unlike at the beginning, Cheng Xirong was serious now.He wants to be with himself, this is a long-term plan, not just for the joy and sweetness of this moment.

This road has to go very far, very long, long, to the end of each other's lives.However, they now have only one starting point, they are stepped on, and there is a direction sign in front of them, indicating where they are going.

Other than that, there is nothing left.

They have no way.

They have to tread a whole new path with their feet.Where their steps go is where their lives can extend, and how far they can go depends on how much effort they put in when opening up wasteland, and the part of the burden they can bear with gritted teeth.

Fu Zhou took a slow breath and said softly, "Yes, I know."

Cheng Xirong smiled: "Well, it's good to know, your time is very precious. Let He Ruosheng do the idle things."

While speaking, Cheng Xirong leaned forward, put his hand on Fu Zhou's shoulder, hugged Fu Zhou, and patted Fu Zhou's back lightly.

There is no further action, just a hug, that is, nostalgia.

Cheng Xirong got out of the car, watched Fu Zhou drive out, turned a corner and disappeared, and then turned around and entered the door.The house was quiet, He Ruosheng hadn't come back yet, and the hourly worker wasn't there either.

Cheng Xirong didn't see He Ruosheng that day, but only heard the faint sound of cars entering the garage in the middle of the night.Waking up the next day, Cheng Xirong went to the next door and knocked on the door, but there was no one there, the quilts were neatly folded, the changed clothes were put in the laundry basket, and the watch was there, but no one was there.

There is porridge in the kitchen, and side dishes and buns packed from outside in the refrigerator.The portion is very large, according to Cheng Xirong's current appetite, it is estimated that he can eat for two days.The box is still sealed, it looks like it is new, no one has eaten it, and it was specially brought back for Cheng Xirong.

Cheng Xirong called He Ruosheng, it rang twice before he answered.I don't know what He Ruosheng is doing, it's very noisy around, and listening to the yelling in the background, it looks a bit like a fight.Cheng Xirong was startled, when there was a bang, his hands trembled, and he almost threw the phone out.

"Where are you?"

The noise continued, and He Ruosheng's panting was mixed in, which was very rough.He Ruosheng didn't answer right away, and moved to a quieter place. There was no noise in the earpiece, and his panting sound became more obvious.

Cheng Xirong asked worriedly, "Are you fighting with someone?"

No, how could he leave the field halfway through a fight without being stopped!

Cheng Xirong changed his words: "What are you doing?"

He Ruosheng took a breath: "The boxing gym is practicing boxing."

Cheng Xirong was amazed: "It's so early in the morning, you went to boxing? Why are you so energetic today?"

He Ruosheng didn't say anything, the conversation was missed, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Cheng Xirong: "...then you can continue."

He Ruosheng took advantage of the situation and gave an "um", as if to cooperate, but his attitude was very indifferent, which made Cheng Xirong instantly angry.

What does this mean?In a hurry to end this call?I'm affecting your boxing?Or did I provoke you?

Cheng Xirong suppressed his emotions, but in the end he couldn't hold back his temper, and pressed the hang up button hard.This is the result of his hard work to adjust, and he can only do so much, just to avoid quarrels.

If it was before, Cheng Xirong would have exploded immediately, so he wouldn't have thought so much.Now at least I can persuade myself a few words, telling myself that "you can't speak clearly on the phone, and if you want to quarrel, you can only quarrel in person."

But still so angry!Why is He Ruosheng crazy, wanting to throw evil fire at me?

After breakfast was ready, Cheng Xirong sat at He Ruosheng's dining table, gradually calmed down, and thought about this question seriously.

This is not normal.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

He Ruosheng had no reason to throw evil fire at himself!He has never had such an experience before, he has always been obedient and obedient, he has never lost his temper in front of him, and he will never show any anger at him.

Besides, there is no such reason now!

Could it be that I really offended him?

When, how come I don't know at all?

Cheng Xirong carefully recalled the events of the past few days, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He didn't understand what happened to He Ruosheng when he thought of pulling his hair.

Could it be because of his identity?

Because now this body has changed its shell, what did he think of?

I still have to have a good chat with him, as soon as possible.

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However, Cheng Xirong didn't wait for the opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with He Ruosheng.

He Ruosheng left early and returned late, and only came back at midnight every day for a while, and left before dawn.There are traces of him appearing in the house, the changed clothes, the food in the refrigerator...but he is nowhere to be seen.

No one was caught on the first day, and Cheng Xirong fell asleep while waiting for He Ruosheng on the sofa, and it was dawn when he opened his eyes again.

There was an aftertaste of calming incense in the living room. She was covered with a thin blanket, her shoes were taken off, and they were neatly placed beside the sofa.

The house was still empty and unpopular.Except for Cheng Xirong, who was breathing weakly, there was no other living creature.

Cheng Xirong was sore from sleep, and leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, waiting for the low blood pressure in the morning to pass.He looked at the packed shrimp dumplings and siu mai in the kitchen, and stopped going upstairs to knock on He Ruosheng's door.

Definitely not, there is no doubt about it.

Cheng Xirong was even more sure that He Ruosheng was hiding from him, but he couldn't figure out the reason, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what went wrong.

Not knowing whether to be angry or anxious, Cheng Xirong endured this morning in great torment, almost balding with worry.

At noon, He Ruosheng's assistant came and brought Lin He Restaurant's signature roast duck, along with a few small cold dishes, and added two servings of noodle sauce.

The assistant's name is Xiao Ning. He is a happy young man. He is not young, but his mentality is still very youthful and lively. He chatters all day long, and his mouth never rests.

Cheng Xirong used to see him often. Occasionally when they got together to play cards, he would touch He Ruosheng for a while, and they had a good relationship.Sometimes when it comes to Christmas or other festivals, Cheng Xirong buys a present for his assistant, and will bring a gift to him along the way.

Xiao Ning would exaggerately hug Cheng Xirong and rub her cheeks, pretending to express her emotion with tears in her eyes, especially with a talent for drama.

It's a bit exaggerated, but people are very clever, have good eyesight, and have a quick mind.He knows how to measure, what is the limit of what kind of behavior, what can be done and said within the limit, and what kind of behavior will touch the mine.

Don't do anything that crosses the boundary, Xiao Ning is very good at this degree, not one point more, not one point less.It fits He Ruosheng's personality and habits, so don't worry that he will cause trouble for He Ruosheng, but will help make up for the shortcomings in He Ruosheng's personality.

So Cheng Xirong quite likes him, whenever there is an opportunity to cooperate with him, he will bring him along, and occasionally introduce some resources to him.What He Ruosheng can use is just right, and what is not suitable for He Ruosheng, he will transfer it to other people in the company according to his heart, let him do favors and broaden the way.

The last time I saw Xiao Ning was a long time ago.Cheng Xirong had been busy for a while, and had such an argument with Feng Yi that he was dizzy and closed off.He didn't care about other people and things, and he didn't see He Ruosheng for a while, so naturally he couldn't see Xiao Ning either.

In this life, this is the first time seeing him... and he is exactly the same as before.

Xiao Ning has the password of the house, and when she came in, she started yelling, all the way from the entrance to the kitchen, chirping like dozens of birds came in: "Little boss? Are you up? Little boss, are you there!?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Xiao Ning put the packing box in the kitchen, and when she came out, she saw Cheng Xirong standing in the living room.He was not frightened either. He was still grinning and wiped off the drops of water on his hands: "Little boss, right? Hello, hello, I am Teacher He's assistant, just call me Xiaoning."

"Teacher He" in front of people, and "Boss He" in the back, and it hasn't changed until now.

Cheng Xirong shook hands with Xiao Ning and said hello.

Seeing himself, Xiao Ning went into the kitchen again, put the roast duck on a plate, filled the plate with noodle sauce, and put it on the dining table.Cheng Xirong couldn't intervene, so he stood in the dining room and watched him busy. After observing for a long time, he didn't see anything unusual.

Therefore, He Ruosheng's disorder was a personal emotion, and had nothing to do with work.So Xiao Ning didn't know it, and didn't realize it at all. He himself was still a happy bird.

Xiao Ning was busy, not indifferent, while chatting with Cheng Xirong: "Mr. He asked me to deliver food, and I was still thinking about how to buy it, and I don't know what you like to eat."

Cheng Xirong answered: "I really like roast duck."

"Yes!" Xiao Ning snapped her fingers proudly, "I guessed it right!"

Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Did He Ruosheng tell you?"

"No, no. Mr. He was punching, and he was exhausted, so he didn't finish his sentence. He asked me to watch and buy, clean and nutritious."

Roast duck... nutrition?It seems that it is not the same thing as He Ruosheng's so-called "nutrition"...

Xiao Ning brought out the small dishes: "Meat and vegetable mix! It has protein, carbohydrates, and fat, which is just right. Do you have porridge at home? I'll heat it up for you."

Cheng Xirong hurriedly stopped him: "Don't be too busy, this is enough. You also come to eat."

Seeing that this "little boss" was easy to talk to, Xiao Ning dispelled the concerns she had hidden at the beginning, and did not refuse Cheng Xirong, and sat down with a pair of chopsticks.

Lin He's roast duck is famous, but Cheng Xirong's favorite