He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

Zheng Qian bent over in embarrassment and vomited profusely, but he couldn't vomit anything out for a long time, only some wine mixed with gastric juice, giving off a strange sour smell.

Regardless of his soiled clothes, Lu Xingzhou quickly found a mop and cleaned up the scene.

After finishing all this, he took off Zheng Qian's crumpled and sour suit jacket.

Zheng Qian's pants also rubbed a lot of dust on the ground, and he couldn't sleep in this state, so Lu Xingzhou struggled for a moment, but still lost to the cleanliness.

Forget it, let's help him take it off, I hope he won't think too much after waking up.

As for where Zheng Qian slept, Lu Xingzhou threw him on the sofa without any hesitation.

The sofa is very small, barely enough for Zheng Qian to lie on it with his body curled up. I don't know if Zheng Qian will be so sore that it will be difficult to sit up after this night.

Seeing Zheng Qian lying on the sofa like this, Lu Xingzhou always felt that something was missing, he thought for a moment, took out a thin blanket from the cabinet, and covered Zheng Qian's body.

After finishing the construction, Lu Xingzhou remembered that it was summer and there was no need to do anything extra.

This habit is entirely because when he lived in another courtyard in the south of the city, Zheng Qian always liked to turn down the air conditioner to a very low level in summer, and always forgot to cover the quilt, so he would always catch a cold when he woke up the next day. He even had a fever, so Lu Xingzhou always waited for Zheng Qian to fall asleep before secretly covering him with a thin blanket.

In such a small house today, there is no air conditioning at all, and people often wake up in the middle of the night, so there is no need to cover them with quilts.

Lu Xingzhou looked at the thin blanket he habitually picked up, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment. He tore the blanket off Zheng Qian's body, and then closed the door forcefully.

Lu Xingzhou felt very uncomfortable. Could it be that he would think of the past inadvertently all his life?Will he never get rid of these sad or embarrassing memories?

……

In the early morning, Zheng Qian woke up from the sofa in a daze. For a moment, he didn't know where he was now.

His eyes hurt a little, and his head was dizzy badly. He moved his body, and his whole body was sore.

After a while, he remembered what he had done before.

After lunch, he was kicked out by Lu Xingzhou. Because of his hand injury, he couldn't drive, so he could only call Su Qi to pick him up. After returning, he felt uncomfortable again seeing the empty house.

When the sun went down, he still couldn't hold back, and walked to Lu Xingzhou's house, the window was dark, Zheng Qian knew that he must have gone out, so he stood nearby and waited for Lu Xingzhou to go home.

Unexpectedly, it was not only Lu Xingzhou who was waiting, but also Du Yunfan beside him. Zheng Qian felt a pain in his heart. He forgot that Lu Xingzhou had recovered his freedom now, and he was the one who allowed him to recover his freedom.

At the moment when the two reached the top floor, Zheng Qian secretly climbed up to the roof and avoided them.

For some reason, he was inexplicably guilty and afraid that Lu Xingzhou would be angry, and tonight he didn't want to force Lu Xingzhou anything, he just wanted to come and see him, that's all.

After waiting at the door for a long time, Du Yunfan did not come out. Zheng Qian leaned against the wall in despair, not caring whether the dusty white wall would stain his clothes.

He was afraid, he was really afraid that Du Yunfan would not come out all night, under the anxiety, he couldn't help but went to the gate of the community to buy some wine, he sat in the dark, drinking, while looking at the gate eagerly, finally , the door opened, and Du Yunfan came out, followed by Lu Xingzhou.

Zheng Qian watched helplessly as the two walked downstairs talking and laughing, but he could only hide in the dark and drink. When Lu Xingzhou came back again, the little doctor finally left.

Zheng Qian felt a little aggrieved inexplicably, and at that time, he was already a little drunk.

His actions were always faster than his mind, at the moment Lu Xingzhou was about to open the door, Zheng Qian reached out and hugged him.

How long has it been since I hugged him like this?Zheng Qian himself can't remember clearly, it seems that it has been a long, long time...

Alcohol paralyzed his nerves, and his thinking became dull. Zheng Qian didn't realize anything until he heard Lu Xingzhou's breathing was messy and low-pitched.

He kissed the tears on Lu Xingzhou's face helplessly, he just wished he could hold him in his arms and love him a lot.

"Don't cry, it's my fault..."

What responded to him was a merciless slap, he froze in place, how could Lu Xingzhou slap himself?

His rowing boat is the most gentle person in the world. He will shield himself from alcohol at the dinner table, cook himself a bowl of hangover soup when he is drunk, and make it when he returns home. A good meal...

Only it is impossible to touch him...

He forgot that the gentle Lu Xingzhou from before died a long time ago. He died in the night when he hit his head against the wall, in the bar where he was forced to pick up customers, and in the ward where he forced him to kneel down to Lin Mo. , died during those days and nights when he was forced to have a blood transfusion...

After a long while, Zheng Qian finally choked out a sentence: "If beating me can calm you down, then you should be beating me."

But Lu Xingzhou was really angry with him, he didn't want to talk to him at all, so he shut him out, and he didn't care about his whereabouts like before.

Under extreme disappointment, Zheng Qian went to a nearby convenience store and bought a beer in a daze.

The previous white wine was mixed with beer, churning in his stomach, it was extremely uncomfortable.

There was only fantasy in his heart: maybe if he drank a little more, Lu Xingzhou would feel sorry for him, and he would be willing to care about him again?

Until the drink was finished, the door did not move at all. Zheng Qian was disappointed. At this moment, sadness rushed towards him like a tide, and he leaned against the wall in a daze. Later, he seemed to see the door being opened. up...

He thought it was all his hallucination, but unexpectedly, it was all real!

Before Lu Xingzhou's room door was opened, Zheng Qian patted his head, trying to recall every detail of what happened after entering the door, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything, and after a long stalemate, he gave up.

Standing up, he saw his coat draped over a chair not far away. Zheng Qian took a closer look and found some vomit stuck to his clothes. Did he vomit?

Zheng Qian was ashamed. He had vowed in his heart that he would treat Lu Xingzhou well, but he never expected that Lu Xingzhou would take care of him.

He originally wanted to make breakfast for Lu Xingzhou before he woke up, but his right hand was still splinted and he couldn't move it at all.

He wanted to go out to buy porridge for Lu Xingzhou, but he was afraid that if he went out, Lu Xingzhou would not let him in again.

Fortunately, he didn't struggle for too long. Lu Xingzhou rubbed his eyes and opened the door. The moment he saw Zheng Qian, he was obviously taken aback. He even forgot that he picked up a corpse at the door of his house last night.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Zheng Qian didn't expect him to ask such a question when he came up, and he showed an aggrieved expression.

Lu Xingzhou looked disgusted: "I haven't lost my temper yet, but you got wronged first."

Zheng Qian looked at him injured: "It's all my fault that I drank too much wine last night, which scared you."

Lu Xingzhou was unmoved: "Don't come here again, you won't scare me anymore."

"But, my hands are still not healed, and I need to apply medicine. It's inconvenient for me to be alone." Zheng Qian racked his brains to think about how to make Lu Xingzhou feel softer and forgive him.

Lu Xingzhou pondered for a moment, what Zheng Qian said was indeed reasonable, after all, he had pinched someone, and he did feel a little guilty about accidentally injuring Zheng Qian, but he was even more annoyed that Zheng Qian had been relying on him for this reason.

Unable to think of a better solution for a while, Lu Xingzhou changed the subject: "Why did you come here last night?"

"I miss you." Zheng Qian said calmly: "If I miss you, I will come to you."

Lu Xingzhou: "If you think about me, come and scare me?"

Zheng Qian said aggrievedly: "I didn't do it on purpose, I really thought you were going crazy, so I didn't care too much for a while."

Lu Xingzhou has become accustomed to Zheng Qian's "fancy confession".

"Last night... why did you bring Du Yunfan back?" Zheng Qian faltered in asking, without any confidence at all. He had no position to ask these questions at the moment, so he naturally asked with a guilty conscience.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Lu Xingzhou looked straight into Zheng Qian's eyes without any evasion.

"No...it's just that I feel uncomfortable."

"Heh, you're not going to tell me you're jealous, are you?" Lu Xingzhou blocked all the words that Zheng Qian might say next.

"You don't like me at all. As for your regret, it's just because you are used to the life of two people. Now you suddenly lack one person and you can't adapt. Don't come to me again. You will get used to it one day. "

Zheng Qian watched Lu Xingzhou say these words calmly, he didn't know if Lu Xingzhou would feel uncomfortable in his heart, or if he was really as calm as he appeared on the surface.

All he knew was that he was suffering.

"I……"

"Zheng Qian, look forward. Some people can only stay in the past. If you miss it, you will miss it. I can't accompany you to the end. Please let me go, and you too." In other words, Lu Xingzhou seemed to lose his strength, his face was full of exhaustion.

"Where's the medicine?" Lu Xingzhou said suddenly, the two sentences were too far apart, and Zheng Qian didn't react for a while.

"what?"

"Didn't you ask me for medicine? What about the medicine?"

Zheng Qian's eyes were full of bitterness, he slowly took out the ointment from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Xingzhou's hand. Lu Xingzhou's expression was the same as before, and he applied the ointment to Zheng Qian calmly.

Zheng Qian looked at him with nostalgia, the pain in his eyes was almost overflowing, Lu Xingzhou was not unaware of it, but he still resisted not looking up at Zheng Qian, he was afraid that if he took another look, he would not be able to help but soften his heart.

After all, this is the man he has loved for many years, how can he bear to look at Zheng Qian's current appearance.

Even those words just now were said out of his heart, but in fact, he was trying to persuade himself.