Chapter 17： (Two thousand comments plus more) (1/2)

The gentle morning light got up from the gap in the bed curtain and landed on Fu Zhen’s face. He lazily raised his hand to cover his eyes. After a while, he exposed a gap between his fingers and opened it. He closed his eyes, and the white, uneven ceiling was the place where he entered. He turned his head and glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table. It was not eight o'clock in the morning.

Fu Zhen got up from bed. After putting on his clothes, he took the toothbrush and went to the bathroom to wash. When he came back, he passed by Jiang Hengshu’s room. Jiang Hengshu had already gone to the construction site. His room door was locked tightly. It's quiet inside.

Fu Zhen bowed his head and returned to his room disappointed. The noodles in the cupboard had been eaten. He put on a coat and went downstairs. He bought some vegetables and rice at the morning market and returned.

After Fu Zhen finished his breakfast and sat in front of the computer and started drawing, he remembered that he had forgotten to buy painkillers when he was out just now, but now his legs are not too painful, and the painkillers are actually not so good. After thinking about it, Fu Zhen decided to continue drawing pictures, and buy some painkillers when he went out next time.

The weather is getting colder and colder, no matter how thick clothes can stop the bitter chill, Fu Zhen now has a new job, and he doesn't have to continue to suffer on the construction site, even if Jiang Hengshu is also working on this construction site. He really liked Jiang Hengshu, but he couldn't ruin his body for Jiang Hengshu.

After a two-day rest, Fu Zhen's drawing was almost done. He went to the construction site with Jiang Hengshu on a morning with light snow, found the foreman, and said to the foreman, ”I have a little pain in my legs these past two days, and I can't work here. Up.”

The foreman frowned. If Fu Zhen had said this to him a few days ago, he would agree to it without thinking about it. This is because several workers have already left on the construction site these days. He took a cigarette and said to Fu Zhen. Said: ”Little Fu, Brother Chen is pretty good to you, right.”

Fu Zhen nodded and did not speak, knowing that it would be a little difficult for him to resign this time.

The foreman sighed, and the white smoke drifted along the wind in the direction of Fu Zhen. He heard the foreman say to himself: ”There is a lot of work on the construction site in these two days. If you work for another week, I will pay all the money. It's closed for you.”

The foreman borrowed him two thousand for urgent use before, and he owed the foreman a favor. After hesitating for a while, Fu Zhen still agreed: ”Good.”

The foreman raised his hand and patted Fu Zhen's shoulder, and said with a smile, ”Do it hard. You can come here when you have your legs up.”

Fu Zhen whispered a thank you to Brother Chen, went to the side to find the trolley he used in daily life, shuttled through the construction site, and continued to push the sand.

The cold wind rolled up the sand on the ground and threw it on the face like a knife. Fu Zhen lowered his head, almost burying his head on his chest, so that he felt a little better.

When working in the morning, he passed by Jiang Hengshu several times. Jiang Hengshu had never squinted and focused on the work he was doing. He was like an idiot, wanting uncontrollably. Pay more attention to Jiang Hengshu, and more.

Fu Zhen's life will only be under the shadow of the Fu family, and there is no possibility of turning around. Jiang Hengshu is a very good person. If he can, he hopes that Jiang Hengshu can live happier than himself and get him. The person you like can go smoothly in this life.

He wanted to do something for Jiang Hengshu, but he couldn't do anything now.

Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu. He knew very little about Jiang Hengshu, but dropped a heart on him without reservation. This is destined to be a sad story.

Sometimes Fu Zhen would also like to see what the person Jiang Hengshu liked was like. He suddenly remembered the dream he had last night, and Fu Zhen had a blush on his face.

If he had a thicker skin, he could get closer to Jiang Hengshu. However, when he thought of his deformed body, those thoughts immediately disappeared without a trace, and he would wonder why he couldn't be a girl.

But now, he can only sit in a dark corner, looking at Jiang Hengshu silently. If Jiang Hengshu turns his head at this time and smiles at him, Fu Zhen will be in a very good mood for a long time to come. Delightful.

He is too timid, like a winter mole, his love is all hidden in the dark lair, only when no one dares to take them out, looking at them with gentle and cautious eyes, expecting When spring came, they broke through the soil and bloomed a fragrant flower.

The worker raised his arm and touched Jiang Hengshu, and asked him, ”Did you find out? That little lame has been peeking at you.”

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, did not speak, and the expression on his face did not change.

”Is he gay?” The worker rubbed his arms after saying this, seeming to feel sick.

Jiang Hengshu raised his head and glanced in the direction of Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen didn't know when he had already retracted his sight. He was now hanging his head and eating the box lunch critically. Then he quickly put down the box lunch in his hand, low. Fiddling with the phone without knowing what he was doing.

Seeing that Jiang Hengshu was silent, the worker pursed his lips, and then said to Jiang Hengshu: ”What you asked me about yesterday is a bit blushing.”

Jiang Hengshu retracted his gaze: ”How do you say?”