Chapter 14： (One thousand comments plus more) (1/2)

After the two people left, Jiang Hengshu walked out of the dark, raised his hand to take off his earphones, and walked into the dark corridor.

It was not the time when he came back. Fu Zhen and Fu Ting were discussing the copyright issue of the Shazhou Chronicle. He was not very good to step forward to interrupt, and did not want to eavesdrop on other people's private affairs. He brought headphones and stood outside and waited for a while.

The voice control lights in the corridor were a little broken, Jiang Hengshu had to turn on the flashlight of the phone. When he reached the second floor, Jiang Hengshu's footsteps stopped. He looked up and saw a figure sitting on the corner of the stairs. His shoulders twitched.

He cried.

Jiang Hengshu retracted his gaze, looked at the gray stone steps under his feet, with an indifferent expression on his face, and continued to walk upstairs.

The distance between him and the figure gradually narrowed, and he recognized that the figure was Fu Zhen. He said nothing, and went up to the third floor silently.

He has now ruled out Fu Zhen’s suspicion and does not need to have more contact with him. He lowered his eyes, and his ear was the sound of the TV from the rental room, mixed with a trace of sobbing. sound.

Halfway through the stairs on the third floor, Jiang Hengshu suddenly stopped. He stopped there for a while. A family on the third floor went out to pick up their children. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man on the stairs. He was immediately frightened. With a jump, Jiang Hengshu turned and walked on, just about to ask which stupid was there to scare people.

He came to Fu Zhen's side, took out a pack of tissues from his jacket pocket, bent down and handed it to Fu Zhen: ”Wipe?”

Fu Zhen raised his head when he heard the sound. He had been crying for too long, and the lights in the corridor were dim, and he couldn't see what was in front of him. With tears hanging on his eyelashes, he only looked at a dark figure indistinctly. But he knew it was Jiang Hengshu, he reached out his hand to take the tissue that Jiang Hengshu handed over, and said thank you in a low voice.

”You hurt your leg?” Jiang Hengshu asked.

His voice seemed particularly low in the darkness.

Fu Zhen hummed, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and Jiang Hengshu's figure was reflected inside. He took out a tissue and wiped the tears from his face. He put his hands on the wall and wanted to get off the ground. He stood up, but his left leg fell so badly that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

A low sigh was heard from somewhere in his ear, and Fu Zhen's vision was a little dazed. After a while, he retracted his hands holding the wall and said to Jiang Hengshu: ”I'll sit here for a while. ”

Jiang Hengshu squatted down in front of Fu Zhen: ”I will carry you up.”

Fu Zhen didn't expect Jiang Hengshu to do this. He was a little flattered: ”No... no more.”

”Come up.” Jiang Hengshu had already turned his back, with a hint of rejection in his tone.

Fu Zhen hesitated for a while, no longer pretending to be affectionate, put both hands on Jiang Hengshu's shoulders, ”Thank you.”

Jiang Hengshu did not speak. He hugged both hands on the upper part of Fu Zhen's legs. He slowly stood up from the ground and walked upstairs. His palms were warm and his feet were steady and strong. Fu Zhen's chest was nestled against his. On his shoulders, if he was willing to listen carefully, he would definitely hear the beating sound of a drum in Fu Zhen's chest.

Fu Zhen has lost weight in the past two years. He is almost 1.8 meters tall and weighs less than 130 kilograms. There are almost only a handful of bones left in his whole person, and there are some people.

In the corridor, under the dim yellow light, the shadows of the two people overlapped and shone diagonally on one side of the wall, slowly moving upward as Jiang Hengshu walked.

On the third and fourth floors, the corridor was quiet. Fu Zhen watched Jiang Hengshu's hair spin counterclockwise. The hair around him was thick and naturally curled. Fu Zhen thought it was a little cute and he sucked. Sniffing his nose, he suddenly asked Jiang Hengshu, ”Well, do you have a girlfriend?”

Suddenly, Jiang Hengshu’s mind flashed that night. In the bar that night, the little mermaid wrapped two slender arms around his neck, and the whole body arched upward in a soft arc. Jiang Hengshu explored more deeply in an instant. Into his body.

There were teardrops sliding down the corner of the little mermaid's eyes, but they could not turn into pearls. Those tears soaked the pillow and dyed it into a dark color, and Jiang Hengshu's mood became heavy in an instant.

He answered Fu Zhen: ”No, but I have someone I like.”

Cold tears dripped from Fu Zhen’s chin and fell into Jiang Hengshu’s neck. Jiang Hengshu’s heart trembled. He didn’t know why the person on his back was crying, let alone why he came from the third floor. Come down, carry the young man up to the sixth floor.

Fu Zhen uttered a low voice. He couldn't hear the sadness and joy. After a while, he asked Jiang Hengshu again: ”Does he like you?”

Jiang Hengshu paused, and he had never seen the little mermaid since that night.

”I don't know.” He replied.

The two stopped talking, only Jiang Hengshu's footsteps were left in the corridor. Fu Zhen lowered his head and counted the stone steps that Jiang Hengshu had walked through, hoping that the road could be longer.

He counted from one to forty-seven. Jiang Hengshu stepped on the last stone steps to the outside of the rental house. Fu Zhen lightly patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder and said to him, ”Let me down. Right.”

”Can I go by myself?” Jiang Hengshu asked.

Fu Zhen nodded: ”Yes.”