Chapter 27： (2/2)

The air in the room seemed to be even hotter, and there was a rustle of plastic from the north wind blowing in the building.

Fu Zhen pushed the box back under the bed, and raised his chopsticks in front of Jiang Hengshu: ”Let's eat together.”

”I have eaten it.” Jiang Hengshu shook his head and replied, otherwise he would buy two copies back.

Fu Zhen said, putting the pair of chopsticks just taken out on the bedside table. He hasn't had any love experience yet, so he could only please Jiang Hengshu awkwardly and hesitantly in his own way.

Maybe couples shouldn't use the word please before, he just hopes that Jiang Hengshu will be happier when he is with him than when he was alone.

Fu Zhen clipped a small steamed bun to Jiang Hengshu's mouth. Jiang Hengshu was taken aback. He didn't expect Fu Zhen to do this. Fu Zhen's black eyes were as dazzling as obsidian under the light, and his own reflection was reflected in it. With the figure, Jiang Hengshu opened his mouth and swallowed it in one bite.

Fu Zhen squinted his eyes and looked very good. He sat next to Jiang Hengshu, holding the preserved egg porridge that Jiang Hengshu brought back in his hand, and using the steamed dumplings he had just fed Jiang Hengshu just now. That pair of chopsticks,

Jiang Hengshu felt a little strange. He pulled at the collar of his sweater and folded his legs together, making the air in the room even hotter.

Seeing that Fu Zhen had plans to feed himself, Jiang Hengshu spoke first: ”You can eat it, I won't eat it anymore.”

The room was quiet, only Fu Zhen beside Jiang Hengshu made a small chewing sound. Jiang Hengshu raised his head and looked at Fu Zhen's room.

In fact, there is nothing good. Fu Zhen’s room is small and pitiful. There is no room for any larger furniture except a bed. The walls are full of old and yellowed scratches. Fu Zhen’s sketchbook is placed at the end of the bed. Hengshu knew that every page in there was himself.

After Fu Zhen had eaten, he was about to pack up the plastic boxes and throw them into the garbage bag by the door, and plan to throw them away when he went out tomorrow.

Jiang Hengshu retracted his gaze and said to him, ”Tomorrow we will go out for dinner.”

”Huh?” Fu Zhen blinked, and the movement of his hands stopped, as if he didn't hear what Jiang Hengshu said.

Jiang Hengshu calmly added, ”I will introduce you to some friends.”

Fu Zhen immediately understood what Jiang Hengshu meant. Generally speaking, after entering a state of love, most people will post a photo in Moments or Weibo to announce to those who follow them that they are not single. Now Jiang Hengshu wanted to introduce him to his friends because of this mentality.

Fu Zhen was very happy. This represented Jiang Hengshu, not a momentary impulse, but he could follow a wave of loss to Fu Zhen's heart.

If possible, he also wanted to introduce Jiang Hengshu to people he knew well, but he seemed to have no one to tell.

When that happened, his relatives and friends all stood on Tang Wanwan's side, accusing himself of not using such cruel methods against a girl, not to mention that the girl was his half-sister.

The contradiction between him and Tang Wanwan at that time had reached a white-hot stage. After he was just taught by Tang Wanwan and Qin Zhao, he was irritated by Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting’s unconditional maintenance of Tang Wanwan, so he wanted to give Tang Wanwan a lesson. Wan Wan was a little lesson, and he didn't know how this plot developed, but later it turned out that he was cruel and wanted to make Tang Wanwan disabled from Diaoweiya.

In the end, the truly disabled person became himself.

But what's the point of mentioning these now, it's just annoying.

Afterwards, Fu Zhen often thought, perhaps, he was really not like Tang Wanwan, so after that happened, everyone left him.

Now, he finally has a life of his own. It is a little bit out of the shadow of that incident. Those in the past will one day be sealed in the distant memory box by him. When he gets old, Buried in the soil with him.

Jiang Hengshu noticed the changes in Fu Zhen's mood. He did not speak, but watched him quietly. When Fu Zhen's mood gradually stabilized, he asked: ”Go?”

Fu Zhen nodded: ”Go.”

He put the garbage at the door, standing in front of Jiang Hengshu, looking down at the man sitting on his bed. There had been more intimate things between them, but at this time Fu Zhen still felt a little hot on his face.

The light of the incandescent lamp above his head was not soft. Fu Zhen’s shadow was reflected on Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu raised his head. The eyes of the two people intertwined. Fu Zhen seemed to be bewitched by the witch red apple. Two steps forward.

Jiang Hengshu's legs spread apart, Fu Zhen stood in the middle of his legs, Fu Zhen raised his hands on Jiang Hengshu's shoulders.

and then? What to do Fu Zhen pursed his lips. He didn't know it himself, he could only look at Jiang Hengshu's blue crystal eyes.