Perfect Two

Helplessly, Cheng Xirong's foot remained restless, hooking the instep and moving up little by little.His legs were already arched, his knees were bent, and he was pressing on Fu Zhou's body, which was quite inviting.

Fu Zhou trembled, raised his hand to press Cheng Xirong's thigh, and pressed Cheng Xirong to prevent him from moving any further: "Don't make trouble."

Cheng Xirong just laughed, didn't speak, just switched to the other foot, and still hooked his toes to scratch Fu Zhou.This means that he is only responsible for teasing the fire, and forget about it, anyway, he doesn't care about putting out the fire - Fu Zhou can't touch him.

In the hospital before, the overly enthusiastic female doctor asked Cheng Xirong to wait for her, saying that she had something to explain.Later, when Cheng Xirong was half asleep and half awake, he listened to it and warned Fu Zhou not to behave like this again.

In the words of the doctor: "It's just a fever. It's really your luck. If there is an emergency and you can't save it, I'll see which one of you will cry."

Once is a fluke, twice may not be so lucky, after all, the heart is an organ, you have to be careful.The doctor asked Fu Zhou to restrain himself in the near future. If he couldn't help it, he would solve it manually. In short, it should not affect Cheng Xirong's recuperation period.

In the matter of following the doctor's orders, Fu Zhou was much more obedient than Cheng Xirong, he would listen to whatever the doctor said.After letting Cheng Xirong tease him a few times, Fu Zhou couldn't help it anymore, and said with a sullen mouth, "Calm down. I'll tell you."

Only then did Cheng Xirong stop in satisfaction.

Fu Zhou moved closer and kissed Cheng Xirong's forehead, keeping this distance, his lips would brush against Cheng Xirong's skin when he spoke.

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Cheng Xirong had a rough idea of ​​what happened back then, and he was able to match the time.After Fu Zhou lived in Yang Tian's place for a long time, the illegitimate son of the Fu family inquired about it by himself, and found out about Yang Tian's secret.

This kid was also clever, and he sneaked around for a while before he went in to find someone at the gate of Jiuzhai.Within a few days, it was discovered that the people who entered and exited with Yang Tian were all boys, and they always switched back and forth. The children understood what was going on.

It's a pity that such a smart child just doesn't use his brain in the right place.He thought that Fu Zhou and Yang Tiansi were mixing together, that must be that kind of relationship.So far, he didn't want to start from here and use this matter to embarrass Fu Zhou.On the contrary, he just wanted to add trouble to Fu Zhou, and he planned to turn himself into "that kind of person".

The way of thinking can be said to reflect his three views, there is no right or wrong at all, and he rushes forward no matter what.

At first, he was the one who sent Yang Tian off, and after school, he wandered on the Jiuzhan road, asked some classmates to mess around together, and passed in front of Jiuzhan's door while chasing.Yang Tian couldn't do without going outside to smoke a cigarette, so he often saw this big fart kid, and after a few times, he became familiar, and the two of them struck up a conversation.

At that time, Yang Tian only knew that Fu Zhou had a younger brother who was so powerful, but Yang Tian had never seen that child, and it was impossible for Fu Zhou to keep a picture of the child.So Yang Tian didn't realize that the child in front of him was the one that Fu Zhou hated so much that he gritted his teeth.

Yang Tian just watched this kid grow up well, and he was also very clever, which was quite amusing.The key is that the kid is still willing to come to him, and he doesn't need to bother to coax him at all, he is very active.Yang Tian thought, with such a ghostly little guy in front of him, he can hold up the scene even if he is taken out.It just so happens that this child is still young, and he can take care of him for a while longer, so there is no need to replace him in the near future.

Just like that, Yang Tian moved his mind, led the child into Jiuren, made alcoholic drinks for him, bought him snacks, and compared his size with poker.After meeting twice like this, Yang Tian felt it was time to say hello to the child's parents, so he told the child about going on a short trip.

The tour turned out to be good, but meeting the parents?Absolutely not!

Yang Tian felt strange, asked several times, but the child was bitten to death and refused to let go, so he said that he couldn't let his parents know that he was playing in the bar.Yang Tian promised to make a good statement with him, saying that he met in other places, and promised not to reveal the truth.But no matter what Yang Tian said, he couldn't go to the child's place, no matter what.

Without the guardian's consent, Yang Tian would not risk taking him out.In case of danger, no one can bear the responsibility and consequences.Even if it is smooth and smooth, there is no accident, but there is no guarantee that the child's parents will pursue it.

After all, he is a person with "notoriety spread far and wide", and anyone with a discerning eye knows that he "has an unusual interest in little boys", and he can ask in detail after a little inquiry.If you take the child to stay outside without the consent of the parents, then the misunderstanding will start first, and it will be impossible to explain it clearly.

Usually this kind of boy, Yang Tian took him out to eat twice and he stopped contacting him.Adolescent children are also very sensitive. This is the period when their self-esteem is the strongest, and it is difficult to accept the fact that they have been abandoned.There are also those who cry, but most of them don't get entangled, they just go wherever they go, and there is no more.

However, this kid was very enthusiastic, rejected Yang Tian's proposal, and acted like a normal person, and ran to Jiu Borrow anyway, still wanting to play with Yang Tian.Yang Tian brought other children to play together, he didn't mind at all, he didn't look jealous or unhappy at all.

Later it became even worse.Yang Tian followed the schedule of the bar, and went out at night, and heard someone ring the doorbell early in the morning when he was sleeping at home.Acquaintances know what he likes, so they won't come here at this time.People who don't know him well don't know his address.At this time, most of them were posting advertisements for sales promotion, so he ignored them.

As a result, when I fell asleep, I heard noises, occasionally mixed with the sound of things falling on the floor.Yang Tian put on his clothes and came out to see that Fu Zhou was kneeling on a person and beating him fiercely, while the one who was beaten was curled up and lying on his side on the ground, unable to resist at all.

When two people were pulled over, Yang Tiancai saw clearly that it was the child who was beaten.

By this time, Yang Tiancai knew the identity of this child, one head and two older, and he was so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

Cheng Xirong had a little impression of what happened later.I vaguely remember that there was a child who was always pestering Yang Tian, ​​no matter how Yang Tian tried to drive him away, he wanted to follow Yang Tian anyway.Yang Tian took Cheng Xirong and the others out to play, and the kid carried a big schoolbag and insisted on going with Yang Tian.

It is true that he took him a few times. A group of people played cards, and the children would join in the fun and fish beside them.Squeeze next to Yang Tian while eating, grab the seat first, and grab Yang Tian's arm to act coquettishly while eating.After a long time, that child unexpectedly entered this circle just like that, working as a small follower behind Yang Tian.

In fact, Yang Tian liked this child quite a lot, and his attitude towards him was different, unlike other boys who were replaced in a few days.Everyone in this circle can see it, and everyone agrees that he follows the mess around and behaves wildly like a brat, so they don't care about him.

So, to say that Cheng Xirong took care of this child by himself... is completely unreasonable.After all, it really caught Yang Tian's eyes, and he was a person he cared about.Among other things, Uncle Tian must give him face, right?Cheng Xirong thought that when he was young, he had a bad temper, and he was a bit stingy, but it was not to such an extent that he didn't even talk about human feelings.

Now that Fu Zhou is talking about it, Cheng Xirong can't think of it, but it's impossible to deduce it logically.

"Did you remember the wrong person? It is absolutely impossible for me to do such a thing with a hammer. How could I reach out and hit Uncle Tian in the face?"

Fu Zhou's breathing paused for a moment, then he suppressed it, and slowly let out a suffocating air, which became even more suffocating when he inhaled.

Sensing his change and reaction, Cheng Xirong belatedly realized that he had said something wrong.But the words have already been spoken, and there is no point in changing them. Cheng Xirong continued to say what he said before: "Don't be unhappy. If I remember correctly, that kid is actually quite attractive to Uncle Tian. .This is a fact, whether you want to admit it or not, it cannot be changed."

Fu Zhou replied in a muffled voice, "I know."

That being said, it doesn't necessarily mean what you think in your heart.Anyway, he was quite unwilling. After he finished speaking, he rubbed Cheng Xirong's face again, touching Cheng Xirong with his chin and the tip of his nose.Like a big dog who was wronged outside and returned to his master to seek comfort.

Owner……

This description is quite interesting.

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Cheng Xirong said with emotion: "Actually, I also doubt Uncle Tian's taste. You don't know about that kid. The rest of us are going to annoy him to death. It's not the kind of trouble that is very good at playing." , just noisy. Like an unweaned baby, yelling at every turn, not well-bred at all."

Fu Zhou gritted his teeth and followed, "Upbringing? Do you know what the hell he is?"

Cheng Xirong kicked Fu Zhou's leg: "How did you find out? After so many years, you are an adult and have your own home. Is this not at all relieved? I still hate it so much that I caught you. Go up and take a bite when you get the chance."

The person on the opposite side muttered something, his mouth opened and closed, and his chest trembled slightly.It was vague, and I didn't know what he said, but the tone sounded like a complaint.

Cheng Xirong laughed at him: "Still talking back? A dog bites a dog. You don't mind dirtying your mouth. Why do you care about them? Just live your own life. It's the people above who have to compete. Go up. You have to keep an eye on the people below, drop prices."

After a pause, Cheng Xirong added another sentence: "People who are cheap have their own rewards. Don't worry, everything has a cause and effect. The people below let the people below do it."

really……

Fu Zhou's previous gloomy mood disappeared in a flash, his back molars loosened, and his breathing returned to normal.He leaned against Cheng Xirong and said, "I know you're not that kind. You even scolded me, I'm not a dog."

"Then what are you? Little wolf cub?" Cheng Xirong laughed lowly, and asked after a while, "Then tell me now, who am I?"

After going in a big circle, I finally returned to the beginning moment.

Verbal explanations are the most pale and powerless, and they don't work at all in many scenes.When it comes to explaining, it is better to keep your mouth shut and express it with actions, which is more direct, clear and convincing.

If Cheng Xirong said that he was Cheng Xirong, would Fu Zhou believe him?He still had doubts, which had been brewing in his heart for so many days, and he didn't know how far it had fermented.It's useless to say anything now, no matter how many times I emphasize it, it's useless.

It's better to directly prove that you are, and show it with habits and behaviors that others can't imitate.If you do yourself, the rest is Fu Zhou's business.He sees with his eyes and thinks with his brain.

If this is the case, if Fu Zhou still has doubts, then there is nothing to say.Anyway, he made up his mind to continue to doubt, and if he didn't even believe in these habits that could prove the existence of a person, there was nothing to believe in.If this was the case, Cheng Xirong would stop talking to Fu Zhou, and he could do whatever he wanted.

There was no response, but everything was flowing slowly in silence, there was a subtle radio signal in the air, and a smell was spreading.Each other's thoughts can be conveyed to each other, without talking too much, you can receive each other's messages, and you can convey your own feelings.

When did you start to have such a tacit understanding?

Cheng Xirong smiled wryly, shook his head lightly, and diverted his thoughts.He spoke again, and only then did he ask the question that he was very confused before: "I thought you had no obstacles at all, and you have completely accepted my current appearance, and you don't feel that it is against harmony at all."

It turns out that it's all fake... I'm still putting on a show, keeping all my emotions in my heart, so that no one will notice the slightest bit.What he showed was what he wanted to show. As for what was in his heart, he was still behind the fence and hanging out with those little beasts.

Fu Zhou's breathing fluctuated in the darkness, very steady and long and slow.Then he sniffled and said, "I'm working hard, and I was about to succeed."

originally?That was an accident?

Fu Zhou said: "I didn't have many chances to see you before, so I don't have a particularly deep impression."

Cheng Xirong: "...not deep? Then you secretly took pictures of me, bought my second-hand goods, and secretly collected things related to me? Are you kidding me? If it's not deep, who are you thinking of doing it? About those things? Is it the image you created yourself?"

No words, that is the default.

Cheng Xirong: "...Really? If I had the same temper as before, I would tell you to get out of bed now. That's why you fans really—"

"I'm not a fan!"

Still have the face to emphasize?what is that?Stalker?

Cheng Xirong made Fu Zhou laugh angrily, and said coldly: "I understand. One or two of you are shouting 'love' and 'can't let go' or something, but in the end the one you love the most is yourself. .Love is just an item to satisfy yourselves. It is a projection and refraction of the fantasy image in your heart in reality. It has nothing to do with who the object is."

Fu Zhou retorted eagerly, emphasizing: "Of course it has something to do with it! It can only be you, it won't work with anyone else!"

"You can pull it down. If I change the shell, isn't this a different person? To a certain extent, it can be considered. Don't you also accept it?"

"But you're still you."

"Oh, I'm still Cheng Xirong? Then what did you suspect just now?"

Fu Zhou was speechless, choked by Cheng Xirong's question, and couldn't say anything.He himself was also contradictory, and he couldn't get through the fog and figure out his mood from it.His whole body was floating in mid-air, without any support or whereabouts.

After being silent for a while, Cheng Xirong changed the subject and asked, "Then what is 'already getting used to it', and what happened afterwards? Why can't you accept it again?"

"Because..." After a long pause, Fu Zhou said hesitantly, "You can suddenly appear in this body, so...will you suddenly disappear one day?"

It was because he was not in good spirits a few days ago, he had hysteria a few times, and he panicked.With medical explanations, we can find very formal and authoritative reasons.But looking for the reasons from those strange things, you can always find some - after all, there is subjective suspicion and an idea first.

It can't be said that it is to blame for the illness two days ago.If you really want to talk about it, this matter may be regarded as a knot in Fu Zhou's heart, and it will be exposed sooner or later.It's just that with this illness, it just happened to be stuck at this point in time, which inspired the thoughts in his heart.That's it.

When he was lethargic, he felt that the shell and the soul were out of tune, and the soul inside couldn't stay and was about to leave.So nervous, with a low aura, suppressing himself, like a trapped animal.

So, will this happen?

Cheng Xirong himself didn't know.I made an appointment for a brain examination that day, and the result was normal without any problems.The female doctor struggled for a long time, and finally remembered to check Cheng Xirong's antipyretics, and picked out a low-concentration stable drug from it.

This is the so-called "authority", which should have resolved Fu Zhou's suspicions.But the female doctor couldn't stop her from talking to herself, and then added: "But this medicine is a little sleepy, and it stands to reason that it won't reach your level."

Let Fu Zhou listen to it, and then he fell in love.

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I can't blame the female doctor for saying something extra, she said the truth, and there is nothing wrong with it.Moreover, how could she know what Fu Zhou was thinking?It was a mess, I found a corner to get in, buried my head in it, and even Cheng Xirong didn't realize it.

If it wasn't for Fu Zhou being unable to hold back anymore and suddenly having a nervous breakdown in the middle of the night, probably this would be a secret sunk in the deep sea, which would never surface and would never be known to anyone.Then I was kept in the dark all the time, and I didn't understand the reason for the abnormality of these few days at the end - just like many other moments, I couldn't understand Fu Zhou's emotions.

Cheng Xirong couldn't help sighing, thinking: "This man is obviously a straightforward person, why can't he be more straightforward?"

On second thought, asking Fu Zhou to be in a state of "refreshing" and "clear" seems to be too much.Adolescence is a period of formation of character and three views. Everything he sees, hears, and appreciates from the world at this age will leave traces in his heart and affect his future behavior.The norms he acquired at this age will be fed back to the society again in his later life.

At that time, I was not taken seriously, and I lived in deep hatred and suppressed myself for a long time.Can it become a habit?From the age when his self-awareness became proactive, he knew how to hide his heart, wrap himself up, and not expose any flaws that might be attacked to the outside world.

In all fairness, having had such an experience, and being able to maintain the current state until now is also the result of Fu Zhou's own efforts.Very good, can't ask for too much.

Hmm... Even if you want to ask for more, you have to take your time.It's no use rushing about this kind of thing.

Cheng Xirong answered Fu Zhou's question casually: "If you're so worried, you don't need to worry about it. Just sit at home, don't go anywhere, don't do anything. Maybe you will be hit by a car when you go out. What should I do if I choke to death after eating a meal? Even if I just sit there, if an earthquake happens and the building collapses, I can’t escape.”

Exhaling, Cheng Xirong continued: "There are so many types of natural and man-made disasters, it's impossible to prevent them. So what about worrying? It's useless, but it's just a burden for yourself, so that you can be frightened in advance."

Fu Zhoucai interjected, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid."

"Oh." Cheng Xirong was very indifferent, "Then you should be afraid, I can't help it. This is your own business, and you should find a way to solve it yourself."

Fu Zhou's breath stopped, probably in his expectation, Cheng Xirong would say some comforting words, and would try to persuade and comfort him.I didn't expect Cheng Xirong to have such an attitude, completely ending this topic, and there was no way to talk about it any further.

a little embarrassed...

People who have always been introverted and calm are not good at expressing themselves, let alone expressing their feelings.As for those negative words that show one's weakness, they are not allowed to appear.At other times, even with a knife on his neck, he wouldn't confide in half a word.

Now take the initiative to speak out, completely expose yourself, and try to send yourself to the other party.This is a long time of psychological construction. It takes a long time to communicate with myself before I can persuade myself to say those two words.

As a result, the other party did not accept it.

Fu Zhou felt as if his blood was choking on his chest. While thinking, "It's really Cheng Xirong's style of doing things, I should have thought of it earlier", and then felt: "Can't he make an exception for me? He can't be gentle with me." A little? Am I not worthy of his special treatment?"

There is a battle between heaven and man between thoughts, and no one can tell the winner.

Cheng Xirong was like an old fritter, he didn't care about those turbulent emotions at all, and said casually: "Anyway, I don't have any ideas. I should have... died. I used to think that when a person dies, there is nothing left, no soul. , there is no afterlife. If you die, you will be gone. The earth will continue to rotate, time will not stop, and it will continue to move forward. The remaining decades, hundreds of years, and tens of thousands of years have nothing to do with you. As a result, hey, Wasted some time."

The breath flows quietly in the room, with a slight smile, very happy.

"So, every day I live now is free, it is a gift from the event. Although I have to pay a little price, such as having nothing, accumulating from scratch, or if my health is not good, taking medicine is more than eating ...but overall, it’s a payoff.”

"You can't say that you won the first prize of [-] million yuan and complain that the amount is too small, right? Others want it, and they don't even have five yuan. Just be content."

Fu Zhou asked: "Then what if... there really is such a day? Are you willing?"

"If so..." Cheng Xirong thought for a while before speaking, "I hope you can slow down and give me some time to prepare."

what to prepare?Cheng Xirong didn't say anything.He himself doesn't quite know what he will do at that time, but at the very least, he can say goodbye to people.

Being able to say "take care" seriously, and having a ceremony can put an end to the relationship between each other.

Don't be in such a hurry, and don't be so sudden.

But now I think these are superfluous, until that day comes, I will definitely not give up life, it is impossible to be willing to degenerate and wait for death.

Cheng Xirong changed the topic by himself, and returned to the previous question, still a little strange: "I haven't finished talking just now, I still can't remember, how could I bully that child? There is no reason for that."

Seeing that he didn't want to continue this topic anymore, Fu Zhou also felt that it was almost done, and going any further would only annoy him.Indeed, emotions are one's own, and it's useless to tell others, you can only relieve them yourself.What's more, Cheng Xirong has already turned a corner to express his comfort. He didn't say it clearly, but it was all hidden in his words.He has already reached this level, probably, it is already the limit.

Simply following Cheng Xirong's words, Fu Zhou continued: "One time you were discussing the establishment of a TV drama project, and it seemed that you had encountered some trouble and were discussing how to solve it. The little things interrupted and made trouble, pestering... Let Yang Tian take him to participate in the evening activities, Yang Tian stopped him several times but it was useless, and he gave him a recharge card for the game hall, but he didn't drive him away."

It's really annoying... Such a clever kid, but he has such blind eyesight that he can't even tell the occasion?

Fu Zhou paused for a moment, his voice floated slowly in the darkness, with some inexplicable ghosts: "Actually, I told him that time."

Cheng Xirong: "...???"

"Yang Tian said that there will be a reception tonight, and there will be many celebrities present. It happens that there is a singer who has a private relationship with the little bastard's father."

Wait...don't you two have the same dad?This way of addressing...is too polite!

Fu Zhou didn't feel wrong at all, and continued: "Their mother and son finally took the position and entered the door of Fu's house. Of course, they strictly guarded against it and didn't give other women any chance. Most of the time, it was the mother who pretended to be in front of others. Wen Wan, command him, a little boy, to use the name of naughty to mess around. If you get into a fight, say that he is young, he is still a boy, and he does not obey discipline. How great."

"Then, I pawned a gun for you." Cheng Xirong gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it easy to use?"

"Easy to use. Point and hit."

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little bastard!

Cheng Xirong smiled and cursed, and then said: "I said that you were not a good thing when you were a child. You were full of bad things, and you were hiding behind your back. You are so scared."

His tone was not serious, and since he was smiling, it could be regarded as teasing.Fu Zhou didn't care, on the contrary, he enjoyed this uncommon language pattern very much, and he comforted himself with the self-comfort of "you will only say that if you are close to me, and if you are not familiar with me, you should carry it".

Fu Zhou waited for Cheng Xirong to finish cursing before continuing: "At that time, I knew that bastard Yang Tian was spoiling that little kid..."

"Wait, what is 'Yang Tian that'?"

"Bastard, bastard. I say bastard."

Fu Zhou repeated these three words seriously, fearing that Cheng Xirong might not be able to hear clearly, he said each word very clearly, just like reciting aloud on stage, with transliteration.

Cheng Xirong sighed for a while, and was very emotional: "I found out, you are a little wild wolf who is not familiar with it, right? It means that Yang Tian has also taken care of you for a few years. You eat his clothes, live in his clothes, and wear his clothes." , Use him, he treats you like raising a son, right? Not to mention taking you to learn photography, he will also hold a parent meeting for you? You have turned your face and refused to recognize anyone, and you have included him in the category of class enemies .”

"Since he took a fancy to that little bastard, I have no relationship with him."

If so, it would be cruel enough.

Cheng Xirong didn't believe it: "All right, all you say is what you say, just pretend that you don't mind at all, and you don't feel uncomfortable at all. And you didn't hide alone to get entangled, and you never tried to persuade me to stay. I haven’t looked back, and I never thought about going back to my previous life.”

"you--!!"

Fu Zhou let Cheng Xirong choke heavily, and opened his mouth angrily, but he couldn't utter any rebuttal words.He is eloquent and good at negotiating, but it is only with outsiders that he can grasp the weakness of the other party and make the conversation develop in the direction he wants.When facing Cheng Xirong, it seemed to be reversed.

It was me who was pinned down and blocked tightly.

Fu Zhou sniffled again. This night he had this reaction several times. He didn't know what to say, and it sounded particularly aggrieved.

Cheng Xirong asked him, "Have you caught a cold?"

Fu Zhou replied angrily: "No..."

After thinking for a while, Fu Zhou was still not reconciled. He couldn't get over the tone, and asked pitifully, "Are you always so poisonous to everyone? Is there no exception?"

Cheng Xirong thought for a while: "Yes."

Fu Zhou was nervous for a moment, and he was very concerned. He tensed up and asked, "Who?"

"My parents."

Fu Zhou: "..."

"Actually, in the past few years, I have been home less often and have fewer opportunities to meet them, so I don't hate them very much. They are getting older, and I am also at this age. My temper is better than before, and I understand family relationships better. In fact, it was the same as before, if you couldn’t say three words together, you got up and left immediately.”

Fu Zhou thought to himself, who wants to listen to this!

Cheng Xirong opened the topic, half telling and half sharing, and continued: "My parents are the kind...not very enthusiastic people. Since childhood, they don't care much about my affairs, and they are completely free. Skipping class and fighting, their attitude is, explain the truth to me clearly, and let me think for myself. If I think clearly, I will change it. If I don’t think clearly, I will live in a daze. That is also my business. Don’t ask them for help in the future. .”

In the traditional environment of "children are heaven and the most important investment", Cheng Xirong's family atmosphere is really quite rare.Let’s just say that Fu Zhou’s growth environment is so complicated, but he can’t run away. The old man and his mother are very concerned about his education, and try their best to guide and help him.Even his father tried his best to restrain himself, not to express extremely negative emotions in front of him, and try to give him a gentle and calm environment.

Free-range... And it is in the city, and the social class of the parents is not low, which is really not much.

There are reasons for human character.Most of the comments on Cheng Xirong in the circle are positive, but there are also some unharmonious voices among them, which do not affect the mainstream impression, but they always exist.Some people can't stand Cheng Xirong's dominance, and think that he is too egotistical, even to the point of conceit.He is too determined, never listens to other people's opinions, and does not worry about anyone other than himself.

It is also related to the environment from childhood.

Fu Zhou imagined the appearance of Xiao Cheng Xirong fighting with others, as if looking at old yellowed photos, and his mind gradually softened.

Well, I take back what I said earlier.It's also good to listen to these, pretending that I spent a childhood with him and walked a long way together.

There is nothing to talk about about my old sesame seeds and rotten millet. It is too damp and gloomy, with a musty smell, which is unsightly.Recalling carefully, it was just when I was alone and helpless, suddenly a person jumped into the line of sight, shining with golden light, like a superhero appearing on the stage.All the people stood by and watched, and those people all stayed out of it, standing aside and watching with cold eyes.Only that one, the only one, can stand up.

He is on his side.

This person becomes a gleam of brilliance at the end of adolescence, staying forever in his teenage years.No matter when, no matter what the world looks like, that image will always shine like it did for the first time, lighting up the whole world.

It is a feeling of Fu Zhou, and then condensed little by little, accumulated little by little, and finally became a little bit of poison in his heart.Can't quit, self-tasting, self-indulgence.

Cheng Xirong was still talking about his parents, and no longer entangled in the matter of bullying the children.After hearing the general outline, he lost interest at all.In his conception, it is impossible for him to embarrass a child while knowingly refuting the face of the elders. He will not do these two conditions.But if it was related to work, even Uncle Tian himself would have to speak up.

"I remember that I wanted to act at the time, but I had to get the consent of my guardian. I went home and discussed with the two of them. I thought about it a lot along the way. I just thought about what I should do if they didn't agree. In the end, I told them As soon as they said it, they just said: 'You can figure it out. But the grades in cultural subjects should not fall'. In fact, I don't know what they were thinking, as if they gave birth to me and raised me, and it was over. Everything else is my business."

Fu Zhou said softly: "They have their own lives, and you also have your own. They need to be responsible for you, and that's enough. The rest is between you and me."

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Cheng Xirong was sleepy talking about himself, and listened to half a sentence in a daze, without paying attention to who and whom Fu Zhou was talking about.He probably understood the meaning, and he replied: "Yes, my life is my own, and I have to be responsible for it myself. If they give enough guidance, there is nothing wrong with them."

Fu Zhou's hand moved up a little.The person in his arms rubbed against each other and muttered, "Huh? What?"

But there is no conflicting behavior, very obedient, lazy and unwilling to move.Fu Zhou went straight up and put his hands on top of Cheng Xirong's head, circling Cheng Xirong's head vaguely.He pinched a strand of Cheng Xirong's hair with his fingertips, and rubbed it lightly twice, then he rubbed it against Cheng Xirong's fluffy hair.

"Sleepy? Don't sleep, talk more."

Cheng Xirong chuckled: "The two of them are very boring. They have been indifferent all their lives. They have no enthusiasm for anyone, so they have nothing to say."

"Then tell yourself."

Cheng Xirong was really sleepy, his reaction was half a beat slow, and he paused for a long time before replying: "Don't you know everything?"

"Talk about those things that everyone doesn't know. Things about you when you were a child, things about you outside the camera. Things about you in private."

"Why don't you know? Feng Yi has leaked everything to me. Everyone knows my habits and how bad my living habits are. Why don't you wear clothes when you sleep... Oh, I'm wearing them now."

Fu Zhou's fingers stopped, pinching Cheng Xirong's hair for a long time without moving, and his face became a little colder.For two seconds, Fu Zhou pulled Cheng Xirong's hair lightly, as if to vent his anger, and felt a little more refreshed after pulling.

Cheng Xirong was still dazed and didn't feel any pain, but his scalp tightened and he let go soon.He muttered, "You're holding my hair down. Go over there, don't get so close to me, it's too hot."

Cheng Xirong didn't have a deep impression of what he said later.He really stretched to the limit, his mind was chaotic, and he didn't have a clear autonomous reaction.Hearing Fu Zhou talk about some messy things, he gave some "hmmm" responses, but he didn't listen to it, and fell asleep completely after a few times.

When I woke up, everything was back to normal.The days go on as usual, around the theme of life, step by step.No one mentioned what happened that night, and it was just a night dream, which only existed in the depths of the brain and was illusory.

Cheng Xirong continued to fatten up. Like a winter bear, he hibernates at home all day, eats and sleeps, wakes up and goes to the screening room to watch movies, and goes back to bed to lie down when tired.Su Minglin came a few times, and every time he saw him paralyzed into a pancake shape, he couldn't help poking him and asked, "Did someone take your bones away?"

"Well. Don't touch me randomly. I'm not strong now. Be careful that I touch you."

Probably because it was rare to hear Cheng Xirong joking with them in such a relaxed tone, Su Minglin felt that it was rare, and became interested, and continued to poke Cheng Xirong's arm: "I'll check it for you, is this a puddle of soft meat? "

At the third poke, Cheng Xirong suddenly took a deep breath, and let out a "hiss—" between his teeth.His arm twitched and retracted, avoiding Su Minglin's fingers.It seemed like an instinctive reaction, not an act.

Su Minglin was dumbfounded, he didn't understand what he had hit, and he didn't have time to ask "Does it matter?"Fu Zhou, who was next to him, came forward first, and slapped Su Minglin's hand away with a very strong "slap".

"What are you doing? Touching what?"

Su Minglin: "..."

Fu Zhou seemed puzzled, and pressed Su Minglin's head smoothly again, pushed him aside, and sat down on the sofa next to Cheng Xirong.

Su Minglin: "..."

Single has no human rights?Are there dog rights?

Su Minglin: "What's the matter? I didn't do anything, I just poked it, and it broke? The little boss is now made of balloons?"

As a result, Fu Zhou completely ignored Su Minglin, kept his eyes on Cheng Xirong, and focused all his attention on Cheng Xirong.He carefully rolled up Cheng Xirong's sleeves, and carefully inspected the place where Su Minglin poked the pain just now.

No one responded to Su Minglin's words.

Su Minglin was speechless for a while, and muttered: "...Single really doesn't even have dog rights—what's going on? What happened to the little boss's arm?"

He leaned over to take a look, and he was also startled: "Hey! What a big piece of green! Senior brother, are you domestically violent?"

"To shut up!"

Fu Zhou sipped impatiently, turned around and went to the coffee table to get the stasis-removing spray, and administered the medicine to Cheng Xirong from a long distance away.Cheng Xirong covered his nose and mouth with a pillow, as if he couldn't smell it.Fu Zhou dutifully worked as a nurse, while rubbing the medicine, the movements could not have been more light, and he had to listen to Cheng Xirong complaining about the pain.

It's not a problem if you meet the right person hypocritically.If someone is willing to watch you complain like this, why are you afraid of being annoying?

Su Minglin shook his head: "Tsk tsk... It's such a touching scene. Just looking at this scene, how careful and considerate you are, isn't it? I definitely can't figure out that you are a scumbag who knows how to do domestic violence."

Fu Zhou threw the ball of paper that he had wiped his hands into the trash can, and gave Su Minglin a sideways look, with a look of "I don't want to talk to you, so you can call yourself whatever you want".

Su Minglin clutched his injured little heart, fell on the dining chair on the other side, and lay on the dining table looking at the two people who were tired and crooked.The one in the middle blinked and didn't pay attention, and seemed to see his cold-faced and alienated senior brother lying on the little boss's arm and blowing?

real or fake?Did you read it wrong?

When Fu Zhou stood up and rubbed Cheng Xirong's head, Su Minglin was sure that he was right.This kind of trick to appease the children was really done by his cold-faced senior brother, and he used it against the extremely sharp little boss.

I really saw the horizon...

Su Minglin rested his chin, shook his head and asked, "So did you hit me? Brother? Did you regret it after you made a move, and started acting considerate and gentle, trying to restore your image? But I and you Say, no, I told the little boss—”

Fu Zhou didn't even bother to give Su Minglin a little attention. Cheng Xirong was idle and had nothing to do, so he just listened to him talking, thinking it was just for fun.

"Domestic violence is absolutely unbearable, every time there is a first time, there is a second time."