He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

Hearing Zheng Qian's words, Lu Xingzhou felt extremely uncomfortable.

Every time he saw Lu Xingzhou lose control because of Lin Mo, his heart would be broken once, and then he would fight that heart back with trembling hands.

I don't know when this heart will be completely broken. At that time, he really has no strength to love him anymore.

Lu Xingzhou clutched his aching heart, and slowly lay down beside Zheng Qian.

Stimulated, his mind was in a tangle, and the sleepiness that had been scattered on the way home had now dissipated.

This long night is really too difficult for people who suffer from insomnia.

In the middle of the night, Lu Xingzhou fell asleep in a daze, but was woken up by stomach pain when it was almost dawn.

As if someone was drilling his stomach with an electric drill, the severe pain made him sweat all over.

He wanted to wake Zheng Qian up, but seeing that Zheng Qian was still sleeping, he couldn't bear to wake Zheng Qian up, so he curled up beside the bed with pain.

After holding back for a while, the severe pain began to strike again. He pressed his abdomen hard, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down in big drops.

Finally, the traveler couldn't take it anymore, he walked to the table in a panic to find painkillers,

With trembling hands, he flipped through the drawers. Unfortunately, he took too much medicine these days, and the medicine bottle was already empty.

He had no choice but to go back to the bed and tried his best not to groan.

In the end, his awareness of the pain gradually became blurred, his body was covered with sweat, and even his hair was wetly stuck to his forehead.

Lu Xingzhou thought: I really want to go to the hospital when I have time, and I need to prescribe more painkillers, otherwise it will be too difficult to get over the stomachache.

"Lu Xingzhou? Wake up!" A soft voice came into his ears.

so noisy!

Someone is shaking him vigorously, who is it?He felt weak, his body was sticky, and he was very tired. He was so tired that he didn't even want to open his eyes. He was about to ignore it and fall asleep.

At this time, the voices from the outside gradually grew louder.

"Lu Xingzhou! Lu Xingzhou!"

It's Zheng Qian's voice!Lu Xingzhou struggled to open his eyes, and saw Zheng Qian's shadow in his blurred vision.

Is it his illusion?Why did he see Zheng Qian's eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness in a trance?The voice was also full of fear, as if, as if worried about him.

But he barely slept all night, and Lu Xingzhou was really uncomfortable. He held his strength and said weakly: "I'm fine."

Seeing Zheng Qian heaved a sigh of relief, Lu Xingzhou fell asleep in peace.

When he woke up after a full sleep, the stickiness of sweat had disappeared, and he looked down at the clothes on his body, which had also been changed.

There was no one in the room, he just opened the door and saw Zheng Qian walking into the room, Lu Xingzhou was taken aback, and quickly stood aside to make way for Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian stopped in front of him and asked, "Did you sleep well? What happened last night? When you woke up, your clothes were soaked in sweat?"

Lu Xingzhou inexplicably felt a little embarrassed, he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just a stomachache."

Zheng Qian nodded and asked casually, "Is there any medicine? I'll take you to buy some?"

Lu Xingzhou quickly waved his hand and said, "I'll just go by myself, it's an old problem."

During the years when the company came back, he begged for help everywhere, and drank a lot of wine in private, just to ask for a cooperation opportunity for the company, and even a turnover of funds.

Even he couldn't count how many times he fell asleep at night and was woken up by the pain, got up and vomited, and he was used to it.

At that time, while he was thinking of helping Zheng Qian to revive the company, he was also afraid that Zheng Qian's self-esteem would not allow him to ask for help everywhere, so he kept it from Zheng Qian every time...

Recently, the stomach pain has become more and more serious. It is time to go to the hospital for a reexamination.

Zheng Qian didn't insist anymore, he said: "I have asked Aunt Zhang to prepare a meal, let's go down and eat."

He didn't feel hungry at first, but when Zheng Qian said that, Lu Xingzhou felt his stomach was empty and uncomfortable.

He put on his shoes and went downstairs. The scent of white rice porridge downstairs made his index finger move.

Aunt Zhang said hello: "Mr. Lu is down? The porridge is ready, try it, the temperature is just right."

Lu Xingzhou drank the porridge, saw that Zheng Qian hadn't left yet, and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you go to the company today?"

Zheng Qian looked a little unnatural, he said perfunctorily: "There is nothing wrong with the company, so I didn't go."

Lu Xingzhou thought narcissistically, "Could it be because of me that Zheng Qian didn't go to work?"

After thinking about it, he himself dispelled this idea. Looking at Zheng Qian's stinking face, how could it be because of himself? Zheng Qian has never liked him. How could he have such a strange fantasy?

Lu Xingzhou smiled lightly, Zheng Qian snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Lu Xingzhou obediently lowered his head, silently eating the white rice porridge in the bowl.

After a while, Zheng Qian came again, and he said, "If you have time in the future, you can cook." Then he hurried back to the room, as if to avoid Lu Xingzhou's reaction.

Lu Xingzhou froze for a moment, then lowered his head and secretly smiled.

Presumably, I got used to my own craft, but I'm not used to it with another person.Lu Xingzhou was indescribably happy, as long as Zheng Qian still needed him, he would be satisfied.

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the bed in the bedroom, and Zheng Qian got up with his bloodshot eyes open.

He helped his forehead. After the hangover, his head was still aching. When he sat up and took it easy, he found that the clothes on his body had been changed.

He has no memory of what happened last night, probably Lu Xingzhou helped him replace it.

Thinking of Lu Xingzhou, Zheng Qian looked down at him, he was still awake, and wanted to wake Lu Xingzhou up.

He also remembered that he helped him change his clothes last night, so Zheng Qian didn't disturb his sleep, put on his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom to wash.

When he even finished his breakfast and Lu Xingzhou hadn't gotten up yet, he went back to the bedroom to wake him up.

"Lu Xingzhou, wake up."

After calling several times in a row, the person didn't respond at all, and Zheng Qian realized that there seemed to be something wrong with him.

Lu Xingzhou's face was dull and pale, his lips were bloodless, and there were wet marks on the pillow.

Zheng Qian stretched out his hand to touch Lu Xingzhou's forehead, it was cold, accompanied by a sticky and greasy feeling, it looked like a head of cold sweat, after a night of evaporation, it had dried on his body.

He shook Lu Xingzhou's arm again.

"Lu Xingzhou! Lu Xingzhou!"

After shaking several times in succession, the person on the bed reacted a little. He opened his eyes slightly, and said in an extremely weak voice: "I'm fine."

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Zheng Qian knew that he might be unwell. It seemed that he drank too much wine last night and his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Zheng Qian turned around and went to look for medicine in the bedside cabinet, but couldn't find where the medicine was.

He wanted to wake Lu Xingzhou up to ask, but seeing how he fell asleep now, the problem shouldn't be too big, so thinking about it, he didn't continue to search.

Seeing that Lu Xingzhou looked like he had just been fished out of the water, Zheng Qian frowned.

Forget it, let him wipe his body and change his clothes.

While thinking, he gently hugged Lu Xingzhou.