Perfect Two

Do you want to give him an infusion now?Or are you planning to stay here all the time, honing your skills? "

Only then did Fu Zhou persuade him to shut up and relax a little.

The doctor then said: "It's not that you are not allowed to stay here, but we really don't have any beds, and there is really no need for any hospitalization. The infusion is here. You don't think there are doctors and nurses, don't you worry? , then here. When it's over, you can rest here until I get off work. As long as you're not busy, I'll go with you, isn't that okay?"

It was a compromise—a compromise between Fu Zhou and the doctor, but no one considered Cheng Xirong's opinion.As the person involved, no one thought of asking Cheng Xirong what he thought, so they ignored him and made a decision directly.

Physically, he was no match for a big man like Fu Zhou, and if he didn't talk about physical strength, he would be even more helpless.This guy is stubborn enough to pretend he doesn't exist, completely ignoring himself.

So it was settled.Fu Zhou went to pay the fee, and when he left, he left the female doctor where he was, and told her to take good care of Cheng Xirong and not let anyone run away.

Cheng Xirong: "...Am I that crazy?"

So in Fu Zhou's heart, what kind of image did he have?Running away from the hospital is not something that normal people can do, right?Do I look so wrong?It's because Fu Zhou's mind is too strange, completely unreasonable.

As a result, just after Fu Zhou left, a nurse came to call the doctor.The female doctor walked out in high heels, turning her head and pointing at Cheng Xirong: "Don't run around! Otherwise handsome Fu is going to eat people! Oh, I still have something to tell you, wait until I come back."

Waiting and waiting, Cheng Xirong fell asleep.He didn't sleep too deeply, he was half dreaming and half awake, but his mind was not so clear, and he didn't want to open his eyes.When the needle pierced the skin, he felt it, and instinctively twitched his arm, but was held down by someone.

After that... After that, I was in a daze, vaguely felt that someone was talking, and someone was coming in and out.Occasionally, the door was opened, and the noise from outside came in and became louder.The door closed again, and those voices became inaudible, far, far away.

Then, Cheng Xirong heard someone whispering the name "Pan Nanxing" in his ear.The man also patted his arm, and as he called out, it all landed on his skin one after another.

Cheng Xirong thought dully, "This is calling me."

I am Pan Nanxing.I am Pan Nanxing now.

Cheng Xirong opened his eyes, and saw the female doctor exhale, as if relaxed: "Finally woke up."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xirong's brain was still muddy, and he couldn't react, "I slept for a long time?"

"No, it's only two hours. But I can't wake up. Do you want to go for another examination? This is not right! No wonder Fu Zhou is so nervous, he must let you stay here. Even if you sleep, you shouldn't sleep." So heavy!"

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Cheng Xirong finally figured it out, and finally understood why Fu Zhou reacted in that way.Before, I always felt that he was too excited, too serious, and too nervous.I just have a fever, a low fever is not as easy to subside as a high fever, and it is normal to repeat it, there is no need to go to war like this, treat it as a serious illness.

There is no need to even come to the hospital, let alone hospitalization, it is completely superfluous, it is simply a psychological comfort for him.

Looking at the serious and serious face of the female doctor, Cheng Xirong slowly began to think: "Even this girl with a big nerve has such a face, how many times will Fu Zhou have to expand this emotion? No wonder. It's not that Fu Zhou is too nervous, it's because he has a big heart."

The heart is really big enough.Hearing what the female doctor said, Cheng Xirong could understand and understand, but he didn't feel much.It seems that it has nothing to do with me, the doctor is just stating something about someone else.He was half a beat too late, he finished thinking about Fu Zhou's affairs first, and then added: "It's not a big problem, I don't think it's anything."

"It will be too late when you realize it yourself! No, don't you feel it? Didn't you find that you can sleep well?"

"Isn't the antipyretics you take have a calming effect?"

"It's a little bit, but it shouldn't be to your level. Do you know how long I just called you? I wonder if you are in a deep coma!"

Cheng Xirong laughed, and joked casually: "Why don't you doubt life? I'm not very resistant to medicine, so after taking the medicine, it is very effective, and the side effects are also obvious. You said to check, what to check? I don't think there is anything wrong. Comfortable, how to check?"

The doctor looked like "You take the medicine and it will work, so why don't you get better?" He didn't say any more nonsense, and simply made his own decision.Anyway, with Fu Zhou's "word of mouth", it's no problem to report to Fu Zhou after confirming the inspection items.

She had already realized that she could just tell Fu Zhou directly about everything about the little boy in front of her.Fu Zhou can make up his own mind, and he has a way to deal with this guy's random thoughts. He can ignore his subjective opinions—anyway, they are all useless personal thoughts, and they will cause trouble instead.

While looking at Cheng Xirong's eye movement reflex, the female doctor thought, "Why do I feel this way? This child is full, and he can act autonomously when he is an adult. But why do I habitually treat Fu Zhou like this?" As his guardian? Are they not married? They can't get married in China..."

"Where are your parents? Are they in this city?"

The female doctor asked suddenly, without beginning or end, completely irrelevant to what was said before.

But it is easy to make people think, not very good.Cheng Xirong's shoulders were stiff for a moment, but they soon returned to normal, and the voice he spoke was the same as before: "What? What's wrong with you? Then you're really good, those in the hospital Machines are not as fast as you, and it will take half a day for them to produce a report."

The female doctor took him by surprise, and after thinking about it for a while, she realized what it meant. She smiled helplessly and scolded him: "You little bastard, what are you talking about? If I really have that ability, I'll still be here working for others, listening People yelling, earning this salary? Am I wronged, am I stupid?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Dedicate yourself to the cause of science! The sharp eyes, comparable to millions of precision instruments, amazing, I am the only one in the whole history. I just lie down and let people study me, and send me money after the research, and give me the money while I sleep. How nice it is to make money——no, why should I be poor with you? Talk about business!"

Cheng Xirong shrugged slightly, with an innocent face: "Who knows why you are poor?"

The doctor was really amused by him, so he raised his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "It's all your fooling around! I just remembered that you had surgery before, and your parents didn't show up. They Not here?"

"Well, not here. If there is any problem, just tell me. I am an adult and can make my own decisions."

Such a bland attitude... He was clearly talking about something sad, but his tone and expression were so relaxed and casual.This caused the doctor's maternal spirit to flood wildly, and he couldn't help but feel distressed. He imagined a poor little boy who lacked the love of a father and a mother. Forced by the real environment, he had to be independent and strong, and pretended to be free and easy.

As soon as the doctor's thoughts changed, a new question came up: "Is it because he felt insecure since he was a child, so he wants to be with Fu Zhou? Male, or adult male, much older than him, this role identity gives The feelings he brings are definitely different from those of girls of the same age. He can find the protection he didn't get from the family in this boyfriend."

How else can I say, Fu Zhou has taken care of his affairs properly, taking care of him in all directions without any dead ends, and will not miss a single bit.He just needs to sit here and wait, and leave the rest to Fu Zhou, there is absolutely no problem.Only children have this kind of treatment. When they are sick, someone will accompany him all the way, help him do all the work, and even tease him to make him happy.

Well, thinking about it this way, it's quite possible.

Therefore, after a series of brain supplements, the doctor himself came to the conclusion that "this person is still a young child with heavy needs", and decided to change his attitude and way of speaking, and took out his usual and young illnesses. The state of mind when suffering from communication.

Cheng Xirong, who has lived for more than 30 years, is completely unaware of what the female doctor is thinking, and her thoughts are still stuck on the previous question: "What should I check?"

The female doctor came back to her senses: "Let's have a head examination. Oh, don't be afraid, I will tell Fu Zhou about it. You just wait obediently, and go directly when you are told to go."

Cheng Xirong: "...just tell me."

Apparently, this request was simply ignored.In other words, the doctor regarded Cheng Xirong's words as a "suggestion". If you raise it casually, I will discuss it with you again.

Cheng Xirong felt that it was too difficult to communicate with this doctor, and he was tired for a while, so he asked, "Where is Fu Zhou? Let me tell him."

"Go out to smoke, let me watch you here for a while."

"Look at what I'm doing? I'm hanging on the water and falling asleep, so I can run away like this? Maybe I'm sleepwalking?"

"No. It's just that you are dishonest when you are asleep and move around all the time. Fu Zhou is afraid that you will roll the needle and return blood, so he has been pressing your hand here. Otherwise, can the infusion be safe and secure? He is addicted to smoking and endured it for a long time , I really can't see it anymore, come and stand for him for a while."

Cheng Xirong was stunned. How much did Fu Zhou do when he couldn't see it?

The female doctor still did not forget to give Fu Zhou some credits: "Just tell me, how many people come and go in this hospital, and I have seen quite a few. But who has such good treatment like you? Fu Zhou really let you go." It's on the tip of my heart."

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Cheng Xirong also has a lot of friends. He started to hang out in his teens, and he thinks he has met all kinds of people and made friends with all kinds of personalities.There are also those who are particularly enthusiastic. They are familiar with each other, and they are called "brother" and "brother" when they come up. They are not bad at handing cigarettes and pouring wine, and they will open the door automatically when they get off the car.What's more, they rushed over directly, wishing to be a pendant on their body, following wherever they went.

But these people, more or less, came with a purpose.They have an idea first, and they have the benefits they want to get from themselves, so they show a familiar and intimate look.

It's rare for a female doctor to be so enthusiastic...pure.She has no other thoughts, nor for anything, just a very primitive "kind heart".When it comes to this occasion, just do what should be done, everything is reasonable and there is nothing deliberate about it.

Cheng Xirong couldn't help feeling: "You are really suitable to be a doctor."

"Huh? What? What do you mean?"

Cheng Xirong smiled, shook his head and said, "No. What about Fu Zhou, help me find him."

The female doctor raised her eyebrows and stared: "Why? Is there anything I can't do for you, you must find him? I miss you so much after a while, I can't bear it anymore? You are too sticky, right? First love period? Passionate love period Inseparable for a moment, tsk tsk, it really touched the world."

Cheng Xirong: "...I want to go to the toilet. Will you accompany me?"

Female doctor: "...wait a minute, I'll find you in the smoking area..."

While waiting for Fu Zhou, Cheng Xirong thought, it's actually a little bit.It's not first love, nor hot love, but just... I really want to see him.

Just look at it and feel at ease.

As a result, when Cheng Xirong raised one hand and unbuttoned the cuff of his trousers with one hand, he didn't feel comfortable.Fu Zhou stood beside him with a big face, hanging the infusion bottle above his head, squinting to see this side.The eyes are narrow and long, and the eyelids are half-deaf, and a knife-like mark at the end of the eye is drawn out for a long time, leaving only a little light exposed.

It looks like it wants to see or not, but it doesn't affect the line of sight at all, and it falls in this direction.

Cheng Xirong: "... What are you looking at?"

"Can you solve it? Do you need help?"

The question was very natural and sincere, as if he was concerned about the question itself.There is no other meaning at all, and there is no selfishness in it.

But this does not prevent Cheng Xirong from associating on his own. Some scenes first appeared in his mind, and then he felt a little funny.The two of them have been together for so long, they are together all day long, and they sleep on the same bed, so they must be very close.But there are only a handful of times when two people actually face each other naked, and the emotional preparation is in place, and the atmosphere afterwards is just right enough to be honest with each other.

This kind of behavior is similar to being in the public, and there is really no very outrageous or intimate behavior, let alone directly...Take off your pants.

Although taking off your pants is not for a certain behavior, but people can't help but think in that direction.

Cheng Xirong has also seen the sensuality of Fengyue.He doesn't play much by himself. There is a main palace at home, and when he goes outside, he just deals with it when the situation arises, pretending that he won't really mess around.But in this circle, with such an environment, it is necessary to watch and hear those gossips, which is also very habitual.

He can also let go of his mentality, and never pretends to be hypocritical, does not pretend to be pure, and does not feel that these things are filthy.Furthermore, after staying with a group of people who are not taboo about meat and vegetables for a long time, these topics are indispensable to the topics we usually talk about. Even women are masters of the game, which shows that the atmosphere is open.Don't say anything shy and sensitive, he himself is the best at telling jokes, often saying some weird jokes.

Now that Fu Zhou looked at it like this, he thought it was funny, and he didn't know if Fu Zhou really didn't have that kind of thought, or he was just pretending not to care.She didn't care about these things, she didn't intend to act like a big girl, hiding and covering up, too shy to show her head.

However, he himself was still a little uncomfortable. After all, it wasn't something he had watched for more than 30 years, so he felt a little embarrassed.There was another person next to him, looking at him like a thief, and the atmosphere became abnormal.

Cheng Xirong didn't reply, he hadn't recovered from the gap between the two identities, his hands were still on the buttons, and he didn't move.

Fu Zhou raised his voice and reminded him, "Are you distracted again? Can you hear me?"

"I'm not deaf." Cheng Xirong let go of his hand and muttered, "It's okay if you haven't seen it before, you have to get used to it sooner or later, let's get used to it slowly."

Cheng Xirong was talking about himself, and Fu Zhou thought he was talking about himself.When this "self" is transferred to different people, it will have different effects, and the feelings will also be very different.Cheng Xirong was aggrieved and a little bit unwilling, but he had no choice but to endure it.Fu Zhou's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he was puzzled for a while, and then jumped up happily.

"Sooner or later, I will get used to it", that is to say, Cheng Xirong intends to get along well with himself, and it will be long-term, and we can go together for a long, long time.To get along with the goal of "being able to be honest with each other", you can do the most intimate things, and you will get used to it.

This is only between lovers.

It's not just a random companion you find when you're alone, after you've passed this immediate hardship, you just wave your hands and never see each other again.

Coming out of the bathroom, Fu Zhou's gloomy expression for a long time finally saw some sunshine, and his expression was not so depressed, nor as tense as before.Even the female doctor noticed his change and couldn't help asking them "what fun did the two of you do in the toilet".

Cheng Xirong regretted getting to know this doctor, and wished he could go back to the previous night and grab Fu Zhou to ask him to go to another person for consultation.From now on, if you see this person, you will avoid her, and you will never get to know her.

He's a nice guy, but a nice guy with a really annoying talk.

In the next few days, Cheng Xirong hung water at home.Probably the misunderstood words in the bathroom pleased Fu Zhou and made him so satisfied that when he saw Cheng Xirong's thin and pale face, his heart was full of pain, and he was obedient to Cheng Xirong Not enough, need more.So, Cheng Xirong said what he said, and if he didn't stay in the hospital for a long time, he would go home immediately.Anyway, they are all infusions, and the infusion is the same wherever they are infused, and the ingredients of the medicine will not change.

The attitude changed 180 degrees before and after, and he hit himself when he turned his face, overturning everything he said.The female doctor was stunned, and couldn't help asking again: "So what happened in the bathroom?"

Cheng Xirong was also thinking, why Fu Zhou and this guy changed as soon as they said it, and it was his own words that matched his mood, making him willing to take this step back.After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't recall it. He could only explain to himself that Fu Zhou's mood was changeable, and he didn't necessarily reach a corner, so he figured it out by himself.

It's just that this child is getting more and more difficult to understand, making people a little at a loss.

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When there was still a little distance in the past, Fu Zhou always had a sullen face, treating himself like a gourd, shaking it for a long time without making a sound.At that time, he didn't express, but kept everything in his heart, covering it up tightly, so he couldn't see through him.

Well now, the distance was shortened at once, facing each other, he was completely defenseless.He treated Cheng Xirong in his most sincere way, tearing off the cover on his body, opening himself up, and showing himself to Cheng Xirong.

Then start expressing.But the expression is a bit too much, and it is still very shallow, like a superficial touch, just touch it and go away.I don't know if it's because he lacked too much in this area before, but now he suddenly relaxes, and when he tries to vent his emotions, it's very messy.

It was indeed messy, and Cheng Xirong couldn't understand it a lot of the time. He didn't know what he was thinking about alone, and then thought of something.Before he could get over it, he changed his aura and changed his attitude.Cheng Xirong would never be able to keep up with his rhythm, even if he wanted to guess, it would be too late.

From not being able to see through to not being able to understand, none of them are good.But if you really want to compare, it should still be a little more comfortable in the previous state.After all, it was Fu Zhou himself who wanted to hide it before, and Cheng Xirong didn't understand him.

Now Fu Zhou is conveying a self to Cheng Xirong, hoping that Cheng Xirong can grasp the core of it, hoping that Cheng Xirong can understand him.But Cheng Xirong couldn't receive Fu Zhou's signal, so he was very embarrassed.Cheng Xirong also tried to work hard, but unfortunately, the two of them were not in the same channel at all.

It may be a generation gap, after all, there is a difference of several years in the future.

So I still need to find an opportunity to discuss this issue of "expression" with Fu Zhou. Even young people should not be too unconventional.Basic communication can never be wrong. If you fail to understand once, it may be an accident. If you fail to understand it once, it may be an accident.

Cheng Xirong didn't think there was any problem with his comprehension ability.That's why Fu Zhou is abnormal - based on his experience, this person is indeed different from ordinary boys.

For the next few days, Cheng Xirong was still sleepy, lacking energy and appetite.Fu Zhou suddenly became busy. He was staying at home, but he sent a message every 3 minutes and made a phone call every 10 minutes. He never stopped.Cheng Xirong told him to do what he had to do and not to waste time at home, all of which were directly ignored.

Cheng Xirong simply let him go and fell asleep, but he was very relaxed and felt no pressure at all.In a few days, all the scenes on Su Minglin's side were filmed, and the official blog ushered in the finale. A group of young people gathered together to toast to the camera.

Someone asked why the little boss wasn't here.Then someone found out that there was no news from the little boss for a long time, and he didn't even attend the wrap-up banquet. Is there something wrong?Immediately someone said that he was so out of step with everyone, don't play big names just because he is famous, please don't move.

It's black at first glance, trying to find faults, opening his mouth is a joke, and he made up all of it by himself.

Su Minglin pondered how to respond more appropriately, and also thought about whether to call the little boss and ask him to come forward to dispel the rumors.I haven't thought about it here yet, Chengzi's eyes are quick, and he picks a message that looks like a fan, and replies "The little boss is recuperating [ill] [ill] [ill]".

A group of sister fans exploded first, and then the fans of "Little Boss" all rushed to Orange.Those who asked "is it serious" asked Chengzi to convey concern, and more often expressed distress.It was lively for a while, and the atmosphere was almost heated, Cheng Zi sighed and picked a few replies.

Fan: "Looking at his small body, I feel sorry for [Yun Bei], can he have two taels of meat? Are all the delicious things hidden by you?" Orange replied: "We eat box lunches, and he drinks the soup made by his family. Then he couldn't grow any flesh, we gained three catties a day, and we had to find ways to lose weight. We were also desperate!"

Fan: "Oh my God! Didn't he just recover from his illness? Didn't he get well at the time? Why didn't he rest for a while!" Cheng Zi replied: "There was no major problem at first, the doctor told him to rest. It's not like before. Are you in a hurry, no time to raise it?"

Fan: "Squeeze the actors [goodbye] black-hearted crew [goodbye] write it down in a small notebook, and curse everyone in your crew to be as fat as the little boss!" Orange replied: "Funds are tight, time is limited, everything has to be rushed , I can’t help it. I’m the most vicious, and I have a lot of scenes with him, which affects his rest. Remember to curse me again, remember that I’m the only one!”

After interacting like this for a long time, someone suddenly came to his senses and typed a row of exclamation marks and two rows of question marks: "Sister Cheng Zi, what did you say? The family of the little boss?? Is it the 'family' I understand?? Yes' 'Family' or 'relative'? You slipped your hand and typed the wrong word, right?"

Then Chengzi disappeared suddenly, and did not log in to Weibo for a long time, pretending that he was not online.The fan interaction ended here, leaving a group of people confused and at a loss.

When Su Minglin called Fu Zhou on the phone, he mentioned this matter: "Should the little boss come forward to clarify? Now there are rumors on the Internet that he has a partner, and he may have already lived together."

Fu Zhou was chewing on an ancient book that looked like a brick. Hearing this, he pulled his head out of the book and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen: "Isn't it right?"

Su Minglin: "..."

Why do you kindly remind me to eat dog food?Caught off guard, I couldn't even vomit.

Su Minglin swallowed the dog food, almost choked himself, and said helplessly after a long time: "Yes, there is a partner, it is you, and you are also living together. But the key is not true or false, it is this influence. Other people just play for entertainment." Everyone in the circle is trying every means to hide their marriage, and the children are soy sauced and they are not revealed to the public. They can hide it for as long as they can. Isn't it a bit too early for you?"

Fu Zhou thought for a while and said seriously, "We have no children."

Su Minglin: "...Brother, are you sincerely teasing me?"

Fu Zhou put the bookmark in the book, then closed the brick, and said casually, "Okay. You didn't ask Chengzi what he thought?"

"Her! She said it was intentional, to help you pave the way in advance, so that everyone can get used to it first. But you said, how can you pave the way like this? You, you two, are you planning to make it public?"

Fu Zhou stood up, walked towards the kitchen, and nodded in response: "Yes. I have this plan."

Su Minglin: "...Then just pretend I didn't say it... No, I still want to say a few words. Brother, it's fine for you to be a director, but the little boss, he relies on his face for his living and is an actor. You should understand .”

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The director is behind the scenes, even if he stands in front of others, he still stands up as a "behind the scenes".No matter how the circle changes, and no matter how much the atmosphere in it changes, the director always speaks through his works.

This is very different from being an actor.

Actors also rely on their works to speak, but what this "work" faces is not the work itself, but fans.If fans buy it, then no matter what level your work is, you will achieve results-a large part of the reason for the prevalence of bad movies nowadays is this.Fans are used to actors, as long as their favorite stars play the role, they will unconditionally support them.

To make fans buy it, and to make fans like an actor does not necessarily mean that the actor's work is good enough.Many times, pleasing fans is enough, satisfying them, filling their inner emotional needs, and arousing their interest in actors.

So it can be said that being an actor is a profession based on fans.Especially in recent years, the atmosphere in the entertainment industry has changed, and actors no longer talk about their acting skills or their line skills.These professional qualities can only be regarded as extra points. If you have them, you can write more when praising the actor.If not, then praise from other aspects, the same is true.

Because more and more people don't care about the quality of these professions.Fans look at their faces, and passers-by watch the excitement. For the vast majority of the audience, those young actors who follow the idol school route are selling character designs, and they eat this character design.

Then, the most fans are girlfriend fans.When those little girls fantasize about their favorite stars, they assume the role of "girlfriend", pretending that they are sweet and sweet with the people they like.If suddenly one day, this dream is punctured, the reality is thrown in front of their eyes, and they know that "that person belongs to someone else"...the consequences can be imagined.

This is a fatal injury for an actor.

Fu Zhou also thought about these issues, the current situation in the circle, domestic attitudes and mainstream views on homosexuality, and... Cheng Xirong's own opinions.The more I thought about it, the more I went to the dead end, until I reached a corner, and there was no way to go forward.

Fu Zhou really wanted to announce it and let everyone know.He wants to stand with Cheng Xirong, to be able to stand side by side, to be able to join hands, to be able to express love openly.Even if no one knows that it is Cheng Xirong himself, it doesn't matter, in short, the person is his own, and he just wants everyone to see it.

But, no.

Su Minglin also advised him: "We don't have this environment yet, and there are still a small number of people who can accept and support homosexuality. Most people watching the TV still can't agree with it, and even a considerable number of people are against it. You You know, in this business, even with the development of Internet communication and the popularity of various online dramas, we still rely on traditional media. So what do you think will happen? Ordinary people are better off, and few people know them. , there are only a few people around you who are against it. But public figures are not good, and if they make a mistake, they will be condemned and accused."

Su Minglin sighed, and put it another way: "Actually, it's not a question of how many people support you, but you have to face strong opposition. You are completely passive. As a director, it doesn't matter if you have a little bit of gossip. You can occasionally add someone Let’s say, it’s about selling romantic debts. But what about the little boss?”

Cheng Xirong can't.

It was the words of Cheng Xirong from before, who gained status, strength, and the ability to confront reality.So he was able to tear a hole in the discussion, and went out with Feng Yi, frankly and directly, without too much cover-up.That's because he can resist those remarks, and he doesn't care about the negative impact those evaluations have on him.Even if his sexuality is exposed, he is still the actor, he still has a huge fan base, and he can still receive good scripts.

But not now.

This person now...he is "Pan Nanxing", a newcomer, a student with nothing in his hands.It has just emerged, like a seedling, soft and fragile, unable to withstand any wind and rain, let alone wind, frost, rain and snow.

Su Minglin reminded Fu Zhou: "You have to think clearly. Although the little boss didn't deliberately sell people, there has been a trend of public opinion among fans. He is young and thin. Many young people in their twenties Girls regard him as a child, a little brother who needs to be taken care of. If he announces that his love affair is between the same sex, it will be a direct failure of human design, and there is no way to save it."

Where is the need for Su Minglin to remind?Doesn't Fu Zhou understand?

Of course I understand.

It's just that I'm not reconciled, and I can't swallow the selfish desire in my heart.Fu Zhou couldn't help thinking, why Feng Yi was so lucky to meet the best Cheng Xirong, enjoy all the conveniences, and be able to do whatever he wanted.He can publicly swear his love in front of the public, he can walk the red carpet hand in hand with Cheng Xirong, and he can talk about their private daily life in interviews.

Why can't I?

The more Fu Zhou thought about it, the more pessimistic he felt, and the negativity buried in his bones since childhood was also stimulated and became more and more intense.He didn't like to talk at first, but after the atmosphere sank, he became more gloomy and indifferent, with almost no temperature, like a puppet wandering around in the middle of the night.

This made Cheng Xirong very confused. Looking at Fu Zhou like this, he couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking, and he didn't understand where his nerves were.I can't unblock it myself, and I still refuse to speak out, and I don't have any intention of asking for help.

Cheng Xirong suppressed his curiosity, pretending that he didn't notice anything, pretending that he didn't notice Fu Zhou's abnormality.One night, Cheng Xirong had just fallen into a light sleep in a groggy state, his consciousness was still wandering around his body, when a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which startled him and woke him up immediately.

Fu Zhou leaned on the pillow with one elbow and looked down at Cheng Xirong. His arms and body formed a hemisphere, enclosing Cheng Xirong's head.Breathing thinly, the hot and humid exhaust swept across Cheng Xirong's eyelids, and some imperceptible tremors were pressed into the chest cavity.

Cheng Xirong's air pressure was low, his heart was beating wildly, his hands and feet were numb, and his face was very ugly.

There was no light in the room, and the shadowy silhouette moved. Fu Zhou lay down and called Cheng Xirong's name into Cheng Xirong's ear.Cheng Xirong annoyed him so much that he became sulky and wanted to kick him.

Just as he moved, the voice next to his ear rang again.Deep and hoarse, with a suppressed trembling, exactly the same as his breathing.

"Is it you? Cheng Xirong? Or... Pan Nanxing?"

Cheng Xirong was startled, he got stuck there, and couldn't do it no matter what.

In the darkness of the night, Cheng Xirong thought, "Fu Zhou, what is he thinking?"

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Many things show their original appearance in the darkness, and the outline gradually expands, expands, and fills the space.In the end, filling up the place to stop without leaving any gaps forced people to suppress their breathing and try to absorb oxygen in the thin air.

Stuffed, and very depressing.Can't find a way out.

Cheng Xirong thought of the events of the previous few days, and his drowsiness disappeared completely. He clenched his fingers by his side, holding a corner of the quilt.The lethargy and drowsiness caused by the low-grade fever have passed, and the spirit has not yet recovered. After lying down for too long, the whole person has no strength.There are many times when he doesn't want to speak or move, feeling tired.

But at this moment, those physical deficiencies seem to be nothing.It doesn't matter if the Qi and blood are not smooth late at night, it doesn't matter if the air pressure is low after being woken up, and it doesn't matter if the hands and feet are weak.I can't stop those eager complexes in my heart, which are breaking through the ground little by little, and more branches, leaves and roots are emerging.

Get stronger, taller, more lush.It grows without sunlight, is not controlled by anyone, and when you realize it, you can see that it is not the same.

Cheng Xirong let go of his hand, supported his body and moved to the side, trying to sit up.His chest hurt like a tear, he gasped, his arms softened, and he barely supported his body.

Fu Zhou didn't move.

One second, two seconds... Ten seconds passed, half a minute passed.Cheng Xirong calmed down the diverted breath, thought for a while, and then moved back.He approached Fu Zhou's direction, and Cheng Xirong didn't stop until the two of them were close together and felt each other's warmth.

For the first time, take the initiative to give a hug.

Cheng Xirong hugged Fu Zhou's shoulders, and stroked his back with his palms. The strength was not too light, and they could clearly feel each other's existence.He ran his index fingernail across Fu Zhou's back, and he could probably carve a red mark on Fu Zhou's skin.

After doing this, Cheng Xirong finally figured out how to speak.He retracted his fingers slowly, his arms were still around Fu Zhou, and he casually put them on Fu Zhou's shoulders.

"The first time I saw you was in Jiuzhan. At that age, you were long and thin. You hid in the corner and ate ice cream. At that time, I thought it was fun. I have never seen such a big bite when I bite it. It's like eating steamed buns. It's like eating steamed buns. I swallowed it. After I finished eating, I still bit the wooden stick and creaked it. My tooth hurt when I saw it, and I asked Uncle Tian whose child it was."

Fu Zhou moved closer to Cheng Xirong, and he was already very close, and he just expressed his desire to get closer.

Cheng Xirong smiled and continued: "Now that I think about it, it may be because of your special status, Uncle Tian is not good at talking nonsense. Do you know what he said to me?"

After a pause, Fu Zhou asked back, "What?"

"He said that someone else deposited it there, and he will pick it up later. He used you as a package!" After joking, Cheng Xirong asked Fu Zhou again, "Did you not notice me at that time?"

"Ah."

Cheng Xirong sighed: "At that time, it wasn't popular enough, and it wasn't as popular as walking. But it was almost the same in the second year. After acting in a school play, I couldn't go out. Ask an assistant to deliver it to me."

After a while, Cheng Xirong asked Fu Zhou again: "Then when did you have an impression of me? You don't often stay in Jiujian, did you meet me somewhere else? On TV?"

"No."

Fu Zhou spoke slowly, hesitated for a moment, and then said without a word: "You have dealt with that little bastard."

Um?The illegitimate son of the Fu family?when?

Cheng Xirong frowned: "Have I seen him? No! I don't have the slightest impression."

Fu Zhou took Cheng Xirong's arm off and changed his posture. He hugged Cheng Xirong himself and circled Cheng Xirong in his arms.There was a crackling sound when the sheets and pillows rubbed against each other, which was amplified against the ears, and continued in the middle of the night.

"He insisted on following Yang Tian, ​​he was so entangled, you poured him a glass of white wine."

And this thing?

Cheng Xirong was taken aback: "Am I sick? What do I care about with a child? Isn't this bullying the small?"

Fu Zhou let out a muffled laugh, and the aura around him dissipated instantly, and became a little more gloomy and softened a lot.He seldom smiles like this usually, but this time he is suppressing his paranoia, so he should be even more tense.It's really not easy to laugh.

Cheng Xirong moved, breathed forward, and asked, "What are you laughing at? Am I really such a bully?"

"Well," Fu Zhou actually complied, "I'm happy to see you bullying him, so I will remember you."

"Are you cowardly or not? If you have the ability to go up and do it yourself, what's the point of having fun by the side? I don't think you were a good thing at that time."

Still in a joking tone, the words were neither harsh nor hostile.At the end, Cheng Xirong couldn't help laughing, and rubbed Fu Zhou's calf with his toes: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The phrase "I don't remember" is intended to fool the past, Fu Zhou seems to regard this as his own precious memory, and it is only serious to taste it by himself, and not to talk about it easily.As soon as I opened my mouth, I was about to let go of some feelings, and the taste of this matter was different from before, and the commemorative significance became shallow.