I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"I just want her to give me a hug."

"Uh..." Zhong Xun's eyes turned red, and tears fell down again, soaking Chu Tingdong's fingertips.

The gauze on Chu Tingdong's hands rubbed against his wet cheeks, itching and slightly painful, he turned his head and covered his eyes in his palms.

"Just cry a little bit." Chu Tingdong lowered his head to coax him, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him in front of him.

He didn't know that Zhong Xun felt guilty because he had cheated someone, so he was worried about gains and losses.

But he could understand that Zhong Xun's panic and jealousy were all kinds of emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.

I can also understand that liking someone means being possessive, not to mention that every time he reaches out to Zhong Xun, his hand is like a heavy weight on his heart.

He didn't plan or do it deliberately, but he knew that even if Zhong Xun didn't like him enough, he couldn't help but care about him.

Chu Tingdong stood up, lowered his head and hooked off Zhong Xun's dripping mask with his fingertips, only to find that the lower half of his face was flooded with tears, dripping with water, flushed from stuffiness, and his lips were extremely red.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help laughing first.

Zhong Xun's eyes turned red immediately, and he looked at him aggrieved and annoyed, and saw Chu Tingdong staring down at his face.

He touched it himself, and noticed something was wrong. He lowered his head and turned on the camera to take a picture, and pursed his lips in the next second.

This is too fucking ugly!

"How do I know?" Zhong Xun's mouth was very hard, he was held in Chu Tingdong's arms halfway, and he raised his head with his neck stuck, almost hitting Chu Tingdong's jaw, muttering, "I don't feel anything. "

Chu Tingdong didn't spoil him anymore, patted his lower back, handed him the suitcase, and said, "Well, it's time for you to get in the car."

"Uh..." The platform has already reminded the train to arrive in 1 minute.

But Zhong Xun is clinging now, his heartbeat has not calmed down, his adrenaline is still rushing, and he doesn't want to leave at all.

He had originally bought a ticket for tomorrow morning, and he would take a ride with Chu Tingdong, and they could spend a few hours together on the road, but Chu Tingdong had already helped him carry the suitcase, as if he was going to send him there.

With a mournful face, he had no choice but to dawdle towards the carriage. Although he could buy a ticket again, even he himself felt that he was doing too much, and it was embarrassing.

"Brother, I'll get off the car and send you a message." Zhong Xun changed his mask again, raised his wet red eyes, and looked at him reluctantly.

A day apart feels like ten years away.

After Zhong Xun finished speaking, seeing that Chu Tingdong still had a calm expression, he became dissatisfied again, and murmured to him in a low voice, "Why are you so kind, you won't be reluctant to part with me, if I send you off, I'm sure... "

He blushed in the middle of speaking, and refused to continue.

"How are you sure?" Chu Tingdong rubbed his head with a smile hidden in his eyes. There are more people on the platform now. He leaned over to Zhong Xun's ear and asked him in a low voice, "I will be very reluctant." Me?"

Zhong Xun's ears were also burning, he groaned, pushed Chu Tingdong away, dragged the suitcase into the car, passed the window, and waved to Chu Tingdong again.

He took a short nap in the car, and when he got off the car, he found a hotel near the train station and stayed overnight.

He had an appointment with his mother in the afternoon, so he didn't wake up until after ten o'clock. He got up and scratched his messy hair, then lay on the pillow and poked Chu Tingdong's head.

After staring at it for a while, I couldn't help but smirk, and bit my lips tightly again.

Chu Tingdong sent him a message at seven o'clock in the morning, saying that he had already boarded the high-speed rail.

Chu Tingdong made an appointment with a relatively well-known orthopedic hospital in China to go for a re-examination. The city he went to was not the same as Zhong Xun, but if he wanted to return to Ningcheng, he would pass by Zhong Xun.

He went for a routine physical examination first, and there were quite a lot of people queuing up. It took him all morning, and then he went for a face-to-face consultation, and he was not free until noon.

While eating at a restaurant downstairs in the hospital, I suddenly received a video invitation from Zhong Xun.

When I picked it up, I didn't see anyone, and there was no light in the camera, it was pitch black.

Chu Tingdong didn't make a sound, put the phone aside, lowered his eyelashes and continued to eat with his head down. Zhong Xun waited for a long time, and when he saw that he was indifferent, he moved his hand in front of the camera with shame and angrily.

Seeing that the camera finally flickered, Chu Tingdong raised his eyes, his eyes paused, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Zhong Xun changed into a refreshing and simple pure white T-shirt, and the jeans underneath seemed to be normal, with no messy chains, and his hair was a little messy, but neat.

He even took off his earrings, and the bruises on his face were covered with something, at least it was almost invisible in the camera, only a beautiful and clean face was revealed.

He was inexplicably shy and coy, his eyelashes were raised and then lowered, his peach eyes were slightly lowered, it was the first time Chu Tingdong saw him dressed like this, he was too ashamed, he didn't dare to look at Chu Tingdong.

Even pretending to be too obedient.

Chu Tingdong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, Zhong Xun noticed it and hummed softly at him.

"Is there anything wrong with your re-examination?" Zhong found a roadside stall and sat down, propped his chin, and asked him worriedly.

"Uh..." Why does it sound so weird?

Chu Tingdong shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a monthly routine inspection."

Zhong Xun saw that his face was normal, and he didn't seem to be hiding a serious illness, so he was relieved and told him: "Don't run away by yourself, I will send you the address later, you get out of the car and come find me."

Chu Tingdong was going to wait for him, so he was on the way anyway, but he couldn't help teasing him.

"Why?" Chu Tingdong's voice was cold and calm, looking at him with long and narrow black eyes, he picked up a piece of sashimi with the tip of his chopsticks, and said, "Who am I to you, if you ask me to wait, I will wait?"

Hold.

This is blaming him for what he said.

Zhong Xun's cheeks were flushed, knowing that Chu Tingdong was deliberately teasing him, but he still started to explode like a cannon.

He sat up straight, opened his mouth and said, "Go away, you're a fart, I'm going to shoot the abs of a macho man, I'm so mad at you!!"

After speaking, he hung up with a snap.

Chu Tingdong was dumbfounded by his continuous scolding, and the tip of his tongue touched the inside of his mouth, so angry that he wanted to laugh.

After Zhong Xun's seizure, the spicy bone noodles just happened to be on the table, and he finished it with a dull head. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and he got up to take the bus to go to the modeling agency more than ten stops away from here.

His mother's name is Fu Qiuman, and she was a model before she met Zhong Zhonglin, but she was a model for a clothing store at first, so she wasn't very famous.

After the divorce, she left Ningcheng to develop in other places. Gradually, she really stepped into the modeling circle. She also went abroad to participate in fashion weeks. A few years ago, she started to move behind the scenes. Several models.

When they got divorced, Zhong Zhonglin made an agreement with her that she would meet Zhong Xun every year, and when Zhong Xun grew up a bit, Zhong Xun would come to see her by car.

But Zhong Xun couldn't see her in the past now, he must still be busy, so he could only go to her assistant.

"Xiao Xun, wait in the rest area first. There are drinks and snacks here. If you need anything else, come out and talk to your sister." Fu Qiuman's assistant is a 25-year-old girl who works at Fu Qiuman's side It has been three years, and Zhong Xun is still familiar with her.

Zhong Xun still carried his DSLR, then nodded obediently and said, "Thank you sister."

The assistant smiled at him.

Zhong Xun stayed alone in the rest area, drooping his calves, sitting on the sofa and drinking juice. On the [-]th floor of the company, there were very few people at this time. Occasionally, he could see staff coming and going and models coming to shoot, all tall and straight Tall, glamorous and beautiful.

After all, this modeling company is well-known in China, and the selection criteria are very strict.

He has white and thin fingertips, he twists the SLR lens, his eyelashes droop, he lifts it up to take a picture from time to time, and no one cares about him, everyone knows that he has an unusual relationship with President Fu, as long as it doesn't spread.

In fact, Fu Qiuman didn't say that he was her son in the early years, but only said that a relative's child came to look for her.

Her marriage to Zhong Zhonglin was quite a failure, so neither of them wanted to think about it, and they both resisted accepting this child when they divorced, and Zhong Xun didn't look too much like her when he was a child.

In the past few years, I have established a foundation, and I am not afraid of gossip from the outside world, so I don't deliberately hide too much, not to mention that I can't hide it, and anyone can see it at a glance.

When Zhong Xun was young, she was busier than she is now, and often it was hard to have time to accompany him when she took over. She could only let the assistant stare at him in the studio when shooting by herself.

Fu Qiuman was afraid that he would be bored, so she stuffed him with a camera and pressed it to play, coaxing him not to run around or talk nonsense. Later, it seemed that he really liked it. New models were released every year. When he came, he would call in advance. The assistant went to choose it and bought it for him.

Zhong Xun sat in the rest area for a while, then lay down on the sofa again, bored, got up and walked around again, watching models shoot.

Every time he came, he would be mistaken for the company's model. After all, his face was easy to be stunning, but his height was not enough for a male model.

Zhong Zhonglin is really hateful, just such a little bit of goodness, not to mention passing it on to him.

He lingered all afternoon, and Fu Qiuman finally finished the meeting in the evening. She led a group of people out of the conference room, her gestures were elegant and decent, and the smile on her face was distant and gentle.

When he looked up, he saw Zhong Xun on the sofa, his smile didn't change, he turned his head and said a few words to the people beside him, and then walked towards Zhong Xun.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Qiuman asked him.

Zhong Xun shook his head, his docile hair became messy with the movement, and he blushed slightly.

Fu Qiuman smiled at him, pulled his wrist and walked towards the elevator, "Last time, I saw that you don't like Japanese food very much. The company opened a new western restaurant downstairs. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"I'll eat anything." Zhong Xun whispered quickly.

It was indeed not far from the company, Fu Qiuman didn't even drive, and walked with him for less than 10 minutes, and arrived at the western restaurant, which was a seat by the window that had been reserved in advance.

Fu Qiuman knew that he was going to take the college entrance examination next year, so he asked him some things about the school, when Zhong Xun had studied, so he had to learn from Chu Tingdong's daily life, and Fu Qiuman had no doubts.

"If you need anything," Fu Qiuman cut a piece of steak, gave it to him, and said with a smile, "Just tell mom, just call."

Zhong Xun hummed, his eyelashes were long and thick, hanging low, his hair slightly curly, his arms white, his whole person was really soft and quiet, occasionally when Fu Qiuman opened his mouth, he would bend over and smile.

In fact, Fu Qiuman has been willing to see him since the past few years, and every time I meet, I am very happy.

Zhong Xun is much better than she imagined. She was worried that people like Zhong Zhonglin might not be able to raise children well.

Fu Qiuman saw Zhong Xun eating steak with his head down, watching his black hair twirling, the smile on his face faded a lot.

She married Zhong Zhonglin when she was 22 years old. After marriage, there was no contradiction at first. Zhong Zhonglin was very gentle and considerate to her, and also said that she supported her career. He even hesitated when she got pregnant unexpectedly in the second year of marriage. Whether to abort it or not, Zhong Zhonglin also promised to let her rest assured to give birth to this child, he will take care of it in the future, so she can concentrate on work.

At that time, she believed it, but she didn't expect that after giving birth to Zhong Xun, Zhong Zhonglin seemed to be a different person, thinking that she was too selfish and disregarded her family.

In fact, Zhong Zhonglin didn't take it seriously in his heart. He hoped that his wife would be a traditional good wife and mother who would take good care of the family, just like Wu Yulan.

He felt that when he had a child, Fu Qiuman would naturally be willing to stay at home. He was just trying to comfort her during pregnancy, lest her mood fluctuate too much, which would be bad for her health, and she would have time to think about it later.

The year after Zhong Xun was born, Fu Qiuman still feels it is a nightmare, she has no way of stepping into that house, and she also has no way of persuading herself to take another look at Zhong Xun.

She knew in her heart that if she continued to entangle with Zhong Zhonglin, she would collapse, so she decisively chose to separate and asked for a divorce.

Zhong Xun took advantage of Fu Qiuman to go to the bathroom, lowered his head and sent Chu Tingdong the location of the restaurant, and then continued to eat slowly. He ate much slower than usual, even Fu Qiuman had already eaten, his steak Half left.

Fu Qiuman sat with him for another hour, and it was already 07:30. She pushed Zhong to find a card with her fingertips, and said softly, "This is the living expenses that your mother will give you this year, or 5 yuan. If it is not enough, Tell mom anytime, or contact Sister Lu An."

Lu An is her assistant.

Zhong Xun licked the tip of his chopsticks and paused, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he knew that Fu Qiuman was leaving, but he didn't say much, raised his head and smiled at Qiuman, and then said softly: "Well, thank you mom. "

"Mom's company has something to do, so I have to go first." Fu Qiuman got up with her bag in her hands, her eyes were very gentle, and said, "If you want to eat something else, order more, sister Lu An will help you pay the bill."

"Okay," Zhong Xun wanted to stand up, "I'll see you off."

But Fu Qiuman pressed his shoulders, smiled at him, and said, "It's okay, the car is just outside the restaurant."

Zhong Xun watched her walk out of the restaurant. The sky was getting dark and the street lights were on one after another. Through the glass window of the restaurant, he saw a black car parked on the side of the road not far away.

There was a tall man standing beside the car holding a seven or eight-year-old child. He was Fu Qiuman's current husband and child, and he should have come to pick her up.

Zhong Xun knew that she was just lying to him when she said that there was something wrong with the company.

Fu Qiuman walked over, leaned over and picked up the child, with a brighter and brighter smile on his face.

She kissed the little boy on the cheek, then carried him into the car, and quickly drove away, disappearing into the night.

Zhong Xun bowed his head and took a bite of the cold steak, feeling a little stomach ache.

When he was in junior high school, he came to Fu Qiuman and met that little boy. At that time, Fu Qiuman picked him up from the kindergarten to the company. Before he could take him home, he had to take him to have dinner with Zhong Xun.

"Lele," Fu Qiuman called the little boy's name, she looked at Zhong Xun, then lowered her head, and taught him gently, "This is your brother, call him brother."

The little boy doesn't look very much like Fu Qiuman, maybe he looks more like his father.

Unlike Zhong Xun, one can tell at a glance that he must be related to Fu Qiuman by blood, with similar eyes, very fair complexion, and the same bright and deep outline.

Zhong Xun thought that the other party would definitely hate him. After all, if it were him, he would definitely not be willing to call him brother.

He was a little embarrassed, with a pale face and wanted to hide back, but he didn't expect that the boy just looked at him curiously, and then said politely and childishly, "Hello, brother."

Zhong Xun suddenly blushed, and his fingers holding the SLR strap were tightly curled up, he didn't dare to lift his eyelashes to look at the little boy's eyes.

He felt like a dirty little stray dog ​​on the side of the road. It smelled bad and was covered in muddy water from head to toe. If you didn't look carefully, you would be treated as garbage.

He is timid, jealous, angry, easily hysterical, and will never be so generous.

Fu Qiuman took the two of them to dinner, while holding a child's hand, he didn't neglect Zhong Xun, and even coaxed the child to play with Zhong Xun, Zhong Xun was at a loss, and kept his head down, blushing.

When Chu Tingdong booked a hotel, put down his luggage, and went to find Zhong Xun, Zhong Xun was sitting alone in the dining room, the candlelight reflected on his pale cheeks, and the shadow was behind him, inexplicably lonely.

Zhong Xun stuffed a lot of food into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, his cheeks were sour from choking, and his eye sockets were also sore.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong sat opposite him, where Fu Qiuman was sitting just now, watched him eat, waited for more than a minute, lowered his eyes and said softly, "If you don't want to eat, I'll take you Go eat something else."

Zhong Xun shook his head vigorously, and when he lowered his head again, tears fell down his bulging cheeks into the porcelain plate.

He had applied foundation on his cheeks to cover the bruises, and now he was wet with tears, crying, and his whole face was smudged, looking embarrassed and a little funny.

Zhong Xun is really well-behaved and quiet in front of Fu Qiuman, he carefully hides the bruises on his cheeks, he doesn't want Fu Qiuman to know that he keeps causing trouble outside the school, he is just a poor grader He was a gangster, and was scolded by Zhong Zhonglin all day long.

This way she can live well in a new family without burden.

But when he was 15 years old, the day before he came to see Fu Qiuman, he was held down and slapped by Zhong Zhonglin. His bones were almost broken, and his cheeks were swollen and bruised.

Sitting on the train, he cried and collapsed along the way, wishing to kill Zhong Zhonglin.

Of course, Fu Qiuman could see the wound on his face at a glance. She was frightened and took him to the hospital in a hurry. Zhong Xun's face was swollen red and purple, and his eyes were crying like peaches. After seeing the doctor, he took the medicine , Fu Qiuman took him to eat outside the hospital.

Zhong Xun was afraid that Fu Qiuman would ask him how he did it, but it was impossible for Fu Qiuman not to ask.

What else could Zhong Xun say, he lowered his head, his voice was hoarse and congested when he spoke, so he could only say that he had a fight with someone at school.

He thought that he would be scolded, and Fu Qiuman might be disappointed in him, so he thought of ten thousand things that Fu Qiuman would scold him.

As a result, Fu Qiuman gently helped him apply the medicine with her fingertips, her eyes were a little distressed, after all, it was her child, and she asked him with a smile: "Then did you call back?"

Zhong Xun never dreamed that Fu Qiuman would ask him such a question, he raised his eyes anxiously and nodded.

"Did you win?" Fu Qiuman continued to ask.

Zhong Xun nodded again.

Fu Qiuman smiled at him again, and patted his face lightly. She thought it was normal for a boy of this age to fight, but Zhong Xun was injured too badly. I don't know who started it so black .

"It doesn't matter if you win." Fu Qiuman organized all the medicines and helped him put them in his schoolbag, and discussed with him in a gentle voice, "But it's better not to fight in the future, or how much pain will I have?"

Zhong Xun held back at that time, he nodded vigorously, nodded again and again, then Fu Qiuman drove him to the station, he got on the train, and cried all the way back.

He especially wanted to ask her if she could take him away. He would always be obedient, but his lips were bleeding from biting, and he still didn't speak. If he really said it, she wouldn't be able to live as happily as she is now.

He knew that Fu Qiuman didn't love him very much, but she was different from Wu Yulan. When he saw her, he knew what kind of mother he was.

Chu Tingdong's eyes were quiet, and he listened to him without saying a word, then sat beside him, put his arms around him, bent slightly, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

Zhong Xun couldn't eat anymore, his throat was so congested and his stomach hurt, so he lowered his head and drank the creamy mushroom soup.

Chu Tingdong reached out to take his SLR, Zhong Xuncai finally spoke in a hoarse voice, and asked him in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see the abs of the macho man you took." Chu Tingdong said lazily.

He raised the corners of his lips, glanced at Zhong Xun, lowered his eyelashes lightly, lowered his head and was about to open the SLR.

Zhong Xun happened to shed another drop of tears, his face was flushed, he sat stiffly, wanted to cry but didn’t know whether to continue crying, rushed over to snatch the camera from Chu Tingdong, and murmured, “You can’t Peeping at my privacy!"

He threw back, Chu Tingdong was pushed down on the sofa by him, he almost sat on Chu Tingdong's lap, grabbed the DSLR and hugged him in his arms, but he didn't get up yet.

Chu Tingdong pinched the back of his neck with his palm, and Zhong Xun was pinched so soft that he lay on his arms, with his wet cheeks buried on the side of his neck, Chu Tingdong hugged him, rubbed his hair, and Warm lips kissed his ear.

"Why guilty?" Chu Tingdong asked him with a smile.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun blushed even hotter, and murmured loudly into his ear, "Who is guilty!"

Chu Tingdong remained silent, he put his arms around Zhong Xun, tightly hugging each other, his legs hurt from being pressed by Zhong Xun's knee, he wanted to change his position a bit, but when he stood up, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Zhong Xun was shaken by the bump, opened his mouth slightly in a daze, and then his cheeks flushed red, he felt that Chu Tingdong did it on purpose.

He's crazy, fuck, what kind of boyfriend did he find, he looks like a dog, a fucking hooligan!

Chu Tingdong's face didn't change, only the pinnae of his ears were slightly red, he sat up calmly with his arms around him, bowed his head and kissed the tip of his nose.

Zhong Xun was lying in his arms, and when he turned his head and saw the leftover steak on the table, his eye sockets suddenly became wet again, his eyes were sore and painful, but he couldn't help it.

Thinking of Fu Qiuman getting into the car with her husband and children and leaving just now, her heart ached like it was being ripped open.

"I just want...to let her hug me," Zhong Xun's eyes were red and his eyes were wet. He turned his head and put his arms around Chu Tingdong's neck, and whispered, "I haven't hugged her yet."