The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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"Crack clap..."

"Crack clap..."

"Woo...don't cut it, stop it, woo...give it back to me...don't cut it, please don't cut it...please..."

"Let you sing against me, make you disobedient, do you think you can protect it?"

"Do you think you can protect it?"

"Do you think you can protect it?"

……

Like the most vicious spell in the world, it suddenly exploded in Fu Wangzhi's mind again, and gradually amplified, causing his temples to throb violently.

Emotions such as pain, irritability, and violence follow one after another.

He bit his lower lip tightly, propped his hands on the side of the bed, and tightly grasped the sheets. The veins on his arms were bulging, which were clearly visible. After just a moment, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

When filming today, he always had a premonition of uneasiness in his heart. After the filming, he rushed to the hospital directly and forgot to take his medicine.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat, "You...are you sick again?"

Fu Wangzhi looked up at him, suppressed the violent emotions that were about to overflow in his heart, and uttered a word with difficulty: "Medicine..."

His hands gripped the bed sheet tightly, and he didn't dare to let go, for fear that he couldn't help but hurt the child in front of him again.

Hearing this, Bo looked at him helplessly, anxiously: "Medicine? Where is the medicine?"

After a pause, he looked at his trouser pocket, "Is it in his pocket?"

Fu Wangzhi paused, his medicine was in the car.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the book became even more anxious. He crawled out of the bed and reached out to fumble in his pocket.

But before he touched it, Fu Wangyi grabbed his wrist.

Books look up.

In just such a moment, the man's dark eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, filled with violent aura that seemed to destroy everything.

Even though he couldn't see the whole picture under his mask, the moment their eyes collided, the relationship seemed to return to the time when he was pinched by a big hand. He was so frightened that he fell down on the bed, his eyes blurred quickly The mist cleared, "Fu... Teacher Fu..."

Looking at those misty eyes, Fu Wangzhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a strong idea came out from the depths of his mind - can't hurt him, can't hurt him...

However, the increasingly severe pain that followed made his sanity fall again.

He tried his best to bear it and endured it, and suddenly threw away the book's wrist, and while he was still awake, he turned and rushed into the bathroom in the ward.

Bo Qing was stunned, not knowing what to do, a man could not help but groan in pain suddenly from the bathroom, followed by a muffled sound of "bang bang", and then another burst of order There was a frightening crisp "clang" sound.

This is……

Boqing's eyes widened suddenly, she jumped out of bed hastily, ran to the bathroom door with her bare feet, knocked on the door, and said anxiously, "Mr. Fu, are you alright?"

The movement inside stopped abruptly.

After a long while, the man tried his best to hold back his voice, and said with difficulty, "It's okay, don't worry about me."

No matter how stupid the book is, it will not believe that he is really fine at this time. Just now he heard the sound of glass being broken.

He tried to turn the doorknob, but it didn't lock.

He gently opened the door and poked his head inside, just in time to see the man's fists bloodied against the broken bathroom mirror.

The black mask on the man's face was gone, and his handsome face became distorted and ferocious because of the pain, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of rage that wanted to destroy everything.

Bo Qing's heart suddenly twitched. At this moment, he didn't feel afraid. He seemed to see the man's inner struggle and helplessness through the surface.Before he had time to think more, he pushed the door and rushed in.

He hugged the man from behind. The mist that was still in the eye sockets earlier turned into strings of teardrops and slipped out of the eye sockets for no reason.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, wake up, Mr. Fu..."

He didn't know why he felt so sad at this moment, and why he couldn't stop crying. He only knew that he couldn't let this man hurt himself again.

Boqing hugged Fu Wangzhi's strong waist tightly, and a string of tears smeared on his back, soaking his clothes.

He called him over and over again, trying to wake up his reason: "Mr. Fu, wake up...Mr. Fu, wake up...Mr. Fu..."

Maybe he finally heard his cries, and the temperature behind him gradually became clear. Fu Wangzhi's frantic mood suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at the figure hugging him tightly in the mirror, his scarlet eyes were at first confused, There is a little more clarity.

Looking down, I saw spots of blood on the floor, like plum blossoms, spreading all the way to the feet of the thin figure behind me.

Fu Wangzhi's pupils shrank sharply, and all the negative emotions disappeared in an instant just like the last time in the studio. His lips trembled a little, "You... I'm fine, let go first."

Boqing hugged him tightly, shook his head vigorously, and his crying voice was pitiful, "I won't let you go, I won't let you hurt yourself again! I'm here, don't be afraid, don't hurt yourself anymore, it hurts ..."

Fu Wangzhi's body froze, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, but it seemed that a warm current surged up, filling and healing all the wounds one by one.

He closed his eyes, feeling all kinds of feelings in his heart.

He'd known from a very young age that his parents didn't like him, that to them his birth was just a damn accident.Except for not letting him starve to death, not letting him sleep on the street, never giving him even the slightest bit of care.

He also knew that he would become what he is now, all thanks to those so-called "parents".

Even though he is unwilling, he has to admit that he longs for "love", but living in the shadow of his parents since he was a child, he has learned not to ask for extravagance, and has learned to face everything indifferently.

For so many years, he has endured many illnesses in silence alone, and never felt wronged, but now someone said to him:

—I won't allow you to hurt yourself any more.

——I'm here, don't be afraid.

——Don't hurt yourself anymore, it hurts...

At this moment, Fu Wangzhi's heart was full of... grievances.

The bottom of my heart is warm and sour.

He slowly held the small hand around his waist with both hands, the familiar temperature made his heart tremble.Suppressing those fragile emotions that suddenly surged up in my heart, my deep voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "I'm really fine, let me go first."

Although his voice was no longer as calm as usual, it was much better than before. With his small face pressed against his back, he could even feel the tremors when he spoke.

The book's crying paused, and he hesitated, "You...you didn't lie to me?"

The soft voice made Fu Wangzhi's heart soften. He lowered his eyes, looked at the two hands covering each other, and answered in a low voice, "En."

The next second, when he sensed that the person behind him wanted to back away, he said again in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Book love is very obedient, the man said not to move, he would not move, just stood there puzzled.

Fu Wangzhi gently opened the hands around his waist, then turned around, met those round eyes that were still shining with water, rolled his Adam's apple, quickly picked him up, and strode out.