actor, he refuses to remarry

Zhan's mother was furious: "I don't object to you being with a man, but with Su Wanfeng, I don't agree!"

Zhan Juzhou didn't react much, and the anger of his parents was completely within his expectation, so he just said indifferently: "Mom, you know, no one can ever change me about what I decide."

Be it e-sports or Su Wanfeng.

The things and people he looks for will never change.

Zhan's mother's eyes were flushed, and he also understood that he could run away from home in his teens, and the son who didn't go home would be soft or hard, she said earnestly: "Xiaozhou, mother agrees with you to be with a man, but why must it be Su Wanfeng?" ?”

Zhan Juzhou was also confused: "Why can't it be him?"

Zhan's mother was a little angry: "You insist on telling me about the 200 million, don't you?"

Zhan Juzhou's face turned pale.

Zhan's mother sneered: "He can betray you for the 200 million. Haven't you figured out what kind of character he is? How could I agree to this kind of man who is blind to money to enter our Zhan's house."

Zhan Juzhou took a deep breath, and silently clenched his fists: "I don't think you have the right to blame Su Wanfeng for that incident back then."

"what?"

Zhan Juzhou: "I am the one who failed to go to the competition. Whether I forgive or blame, it is all my fault. Su Wanfeng made a mistake, but you and him are no different. Don't take all the responsibility Push it on him alone."

Su Wanfeng has been punished enough.

What's more, was one cent of the 200 million spent on him, Su Wanfeng himself?

Mother Zhan's chest heaved violently in anger. She only had such a son. Zhan Juzhou had grown up. She didn't want the relationship between mother and child to become so rigid and indifferent.

"Xiao Zhou, mom is also doing it for your own good. I know that you were locked up at home and prevented from participating in the competition, causing you to miss the championship. You resent us..."

Zhan Juzhou's eyes turned red: "You don't understand at all! I don't care about that champion at all!"

What he cared about... was the two or three years between him and Su Wanfeng.

Without the intervention of his parents, he would have found Su Wanfeng immediately, and understood the pain and despair of his family's sudden change at that time, so that he would not let such a weak and young Su Wanfeng bear such a big storm alone.

Those two years of poverty completely changed Su Wanfeng and killed the happy and lively young man in his memory.

Zhan Juzhou took a deep breath, and said, "I don't need you to intervene in my private affairs. I like Su Wanfeng, and I will stay with him forever."

Mother Zhan: "Xiaozhou..."

Zhan Juzhou slammed the door shut.

He didn't have a good time this Mid-Autumn Festival. The atmosphere at home made him feel suffocated. After only staying for two days, he couldn't wait to pack up his things and fly back.

After getting off the plane, he went straight to Ji Yan's house to pick up Su Wanfeng.

Su Wanfeng sat in front of the coffee table, quietly playing with a Rubik's Cube, Zhanjuzhou was full of travel and dust, the moment he saw Su Wanfeng, his heart couldn't help but soften a little.

"Hold the wind."

He walked over and rubbed his head twice: "I'm back, do you miss me?"

Su Wanfeng reached out and hugged his neck, and gently rubbed his cheek against him.

Zhan Juzhou hugged him directly, and smiled gratefully at Ji Yanzhi: "Brother Yan, thank you for helping me take care of Wan Feng. He didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"No."

Fang Zhi walked over lazily: "Yes, why didn't you cause us any trouble."

Ji Yanzhi poked him with his elbow: "Don't talk nonsense."

"It's already affecting the world of the two of us..."

Ji Yanzhi glared at him fiercely.

"Well, Xiaozhou, don't listen to nonsense, he was joking."

Zhan Juzhou naturally didn't take it seriously, and nodded lightly: "Brother Yan, I'll take the wind back first."

"Well, slow down on the road."

After Zhan Juzhou left with Su Wanfeng, Ji Yanzhi remembered about Dr. Yang, and was about to chase him out to tell Zhan Juzhou, but was dragged back by Fang Zhi.

The man was very crooked, one hand wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and the other hand easily pulled the hem of his jacket out of the waistband of his trousers, and his hand was already in...

Ji Yanzhi's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he turned to stare at him: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zhi bit his neck lightly: "What do you say I want to do, of course it is...Ji Da Ying Ji."

Ji Yanzhi struggled: "No, I have something to do with Xiaozhou!"

Fang Zhi: "They are not in a hurry."

He leaned against Ji Yanzhi's ear, pressed against him stiffly, and lowered his voice, "Your man is in a hurry."

These few days when Su Wanfeng was with them, he didn't dare to do anything to Ji Yanzhi, for fear of spoiling the children, he would suffocate him to death.

Without any explanation, he dragged Ji Yanzhi into the bedroom, and closed the door of the room with a "bang".

……

Here Zhan Juzhou has brought Su Wanfeng back home.

Su Wanfeng was obviously a little happy to see Zhan Juzhou, his face was flushed, and his eyes were shining.

Zhan Juzhou regretted secretly, he knew that going home this time would be so unpleasant, he would rather not go back, it would be nice to stay with him.

Zhan Juzhou held his hand: "Wan Feng, I told my mother about us, she likes you very much, when you get better, I will take you to see her."

Su Wanfeng was stunned for a while, then nodded slightly.

Having not seen Su Wanfeng for a few days, Zhan Juzhou naturally missed him a lot. The two hugged and kissed naturally, and finally rolled into bed...

Su Wanfeng seldom cried in bed. When he and Su Wanfeng had sex, Su Wanfeng always complained of pain. At that time, he was still Jingui's young master, and he was inexperienced. Su Wanfeng was often made red-eyed and wronged by him bent.

Tonight's Zhanjuzhou is a little out of control.

Afterwards he found out that he had made Su Wanfeng bleed, but Su Wanfeng didn't cry out for pain.

He sat on the bed, wiped the bright red liquid with his hands little by little, Zhan Juzhou slowly grabbed his hand: "Does it hurt?"

Su Wanfeng shook his head.

Zhan Juzhou frowned: "Why didn't you tell me the pain?"

Su Wanfeng still shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

He was bleeding, how could it not hurt, Zhan Juzhou's heart was sore, he hugged the thin Su Wanfeng, and sighed deeply in his heart.

……

Early the next morning, Zhan Juzhou went to the supermarket to do some shopping.

When he came back, he saw Su Wanfeng squatting by the window, holding something in his hands.

He walked over to take a look, and saw that Su Wanfeng was holding a few photos in his hand, which contained the contents of Su Wanfeng being abused and played with!

Zhan Juzhou's face was pale, and he took the photo, tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can. Out of reason, he lifted his foot and kicked the trash can over.

Su Wanfeng stood by the window with his head down, like a child who made a mistake.

"Where did you get these photos?" Zhan Juzhou asked in a low voice.

Su Wanfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to the door.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at the door of the apartment, took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and then pulled Su Wanfeng back to the bedroom.

Su Wanfeng kept his head down, never daring to look at Zhan Juzhou.

Zhan Juzhou's mind is a bit confused, Su Jianbo should not be so bold to send him the photo, so is it the young man who is looking for Su Jianbo?

He thought of something, stood up, and rummaged through the drawer to find a camera.

He installed the camera at the door of the apartment so that if the man came to post pictures again, he could see who the man was.

Because of the photos, Su Wanfeng was always in a low mood, and when Zhan Juzhou made any movement, he seemed very nervous and restless.

After lunch, he also took the initiative to please Zhan Juzhou, going to kiss Zhan Juzhou's lips.

Zhan Juzhou knew that Su Wanfeng was afraid that he would be disgusted by him because of the photos, so he tried his best to please him. Zhan Juzhou saw his cautious appearance and felt very distressed.

He picked up Su Wanfeng, straddled his lap, put his head on his shoulder lightly, "Wanfeng, don't be afraid, I don't despise you, I love you, no matter what you become, I will love you .”

But no matter how he tried to appease Su Wanfeng, Su Wanfeng seemed to be in an uneasy and nervous mood all the time.

His flattery and caution became more and more obvious. One morning Zhan Juzhou woke up suddenly and found that Su Wanfeng was not in the bedroom. He ran out in a panic, only to find that Su Wanfeng was in the kitchen, taking out the clean dishes and washing them again.

There was water all over the floor, and the things in the refrigerator were thrown everywhere.

The black porridge was still cooking on the pot, and a pungent smell came from the pavement.

No matter how patient Zhan Juzhou was, he almost lost control when he saw the messy kitchen.

He stepped forward to turn off the water, pulled Su Wanfeng aside, and said angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you that you don't need to do these things?"

Su Wanfeng was holding a bowl, his fingers were still "tick-tock-tick" rolling water drops, he blinked at Zhan Juzhou in a daze, and silently lowered his head.

Zhan Juzhou took a deep breath. He realized that he was getting a little fierce. He hurriedly pressed the back of Su Wanfeng's head, and said softly: "I'm sorry, are you scared? Don't be afraid, I... I'm just worried about you getting hurt. Wanfeng , Nu really doesn’t need to do these things, I won’t drive you away.”

Su Wanfeng gave a soft "hmm".

Zhan Juzhou asked him to go to the living room first and clean up the kitchen by himself.

He felt that Su Wanfeng's illness seemed to be getting worse, because of the stimulation of the photos, he became more sensitive and suspicious than when he was just discharged from the hospital.

Zhan Juzhou suddenly wanted to send him to the hospital for treatment for a while, but Su Wanfeng obviously didn't want to go, so he dismissed the idea.

But that night, when Zhan Juzhou opened the door of the bathroom when he came back from shopping, he froze.

Su Wanfeng was lying in the bathtub, holding a sharp fruit-cutting knife in his right hand, a huge gash was cut in his left wrist, and blood was crazily bleeding out.