He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

After a long time, he put down the photo album in his hand, and his expression returned to his previous appearance.

He looked at Lu Xingzhou coldly: "Don't touch anything in the room."

Lu Xingzhou nodded. These should be the only warmth in Zheng Qian's heart. He still remembers the time when Zheng Qian was so sunny and gentle. Why is there no trace of him now?

A servant knocked on the door: "Master, the things have been delivered."

Zheng Qian gestured to him, Lu Xingzhou opened the door and took the things.

They were some daily necessities. Zheng Zhidong asked his servants to prepare them for Lu Xingzhou. Lu Xingzhou took them and went into the bathroom.

Halfway through the wash, there was a sudden sound of the door opening, and he subconsciously covered important parts with his hands.

Zheng Qian sneered: "I haven't seen anything on your body."

Lu Xingzhou put down his hand in embarrassment, and said awkwardly, "I'm almost ready, just wait for me."

This time Zheng Qian didn't pay attention to him at all, he untied the belt with one hand, Lu Xingzhou understood what he meant, he knew that Zheng Qian never cared about his feelings, if he forced it, he would definitely get hurt.

He panicked, "Wait for me to prepare."

Zheng Qian pressed him against the side of the bathtub and squeezed him in.

Lu Xingzhou cried out in pain, Zheng Qian slapped him on the buttocks: "Don't make a sound."

Lu Xingzhou's painful tears flowed out, but he still choked up and wrapped his arms around his waist, obediently cooperating with his movements.

……

Early in the morning, when Lu Xingzhou woke up, Zheng Qian was no longer by his side. He touched the bed sheet next to him, and it was cold.

It's been a long time since I saw it. Zheng Qian seemed to have taken a stimulant last night. He didn't stop until the water in the bathtub became cold.

She shivered from the cold, and finally cried and begged him to stop, Zheng Qian barely ended the last time.

Lu Xingzhou sat up and looked at his phone, it was already ten o'clock.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his legs felt weak, and he almost fell down. The world was spinning in front of him, and it was pitch black. He stood for a few minutes before he recovered.

Lu Xingzhou barely walked a few steps while supporting the table, his lower body hurt so badly.

He sighed helplessly, it was too embarrassing, and he had to go downstairs to see his grandfather later, so that others would know what happened at a glance, it was too embarrassing.

Zheng Qian didn't come back after washing up, and after "exercising" all night, his stomach started to protest.

Lu Xingzhou put on his shoes and opened the door, endured the pain in his buttocks and walked downstairs. Just after going down a few steps, the familiar feeling of dizziness suddenly struck again.

He suddenly felt top-heavy, and his body seemed to be out of control.

His legs went limp, and the world spun for a while. The last thing Lu Xingzhou felt was the pain all over his body and the exclamation from downstairs.

When Lu Xingzhou woke up again and saw his grandfather sitting beside his bed, Zheng Zhidong saw him wake up and asked nervously, "Xingzhou, how do you feel now?"

Lu Xingzhou still couldn't react to what happened, Zheng Zhidong said with a worried face: "You kid has a fever and you don't even know it. You rolled down the stairs in the morning. If the housekeeper didn't find out, you don't know how long you'll have to lie down."

Only then did Lu Xingzhou feel soreness all over his body, and his forehead was even more burning.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, Zheng Zhidong hurriedly pulled his hand off, and said slightly reproachfully, "Don't touch it, your forehead is broken."

"Are you hungry? Shall I ask someone to bring some food up?" Zheng Zhidong said to the servant behind him, "Call the doctor to have a look."

Lu Xingzhou quickly stopped him: "Grandpa, I'm fine now, don't bother me."

Zheng Zhidong nodded.

Lu Xingzhou looked around and asked, "Where's Zheng Qian?"

Zheng Zhidong's expression was a bit hesitant: "This kid said something happened at home in the morning, and he left in a hurry. I just notified him. There must be some traffic jams on the road. I'll hurry him up again."

Lu Xingzhou understood, probably Zheng Qian didn't want to see him, and went back to accompany his sweetheart.

It would be a lie to say that it is not uncomfortable, his heart is a little sour and painful, his life and death are so contemptuous in his eyes.

Looking at Lu Xingzhou's reaction, Zheng Zhidong knew that he must have made a good guess.

After Lu Xingzhou fainted, he immediately called his grandson, but he didn't expect that brat to not care at all.

Zheng Qian said indifferently: "I didn't fall to my death, it's something serious, I'm busy, so I won't come back."

He knew that his grandson didn't like Lu Xingzhou, so he tried to put on a show in front of him, and sometimes he didn't even bother to pretend.

He persuaded many times to no avail, so he had no choice but to let them go.

Zheng Zhidong said: "You take care of yourself here first, and then leave after a few days."

Lu Xingzhou said with wet eyes: "Okay."

"Good boy, treat Grandpa as your own home, don't be polite." Zheng Zhidong patted his head and said, "Let's sleep again."

Lu Xingzhou nodded. He was a little sleepy, and it was really uncomfortable to have a fever, so he closed his eyes again.

Five days passed in a flash, and Lu Xingzhou finally received Zheng Qian's first call in these days.

"I'll pick you up this afternoon, you get ready."

"..."