Under the clouds

Fang Mu's consciousness floating in mid-air came back belatedly, and his eyes blinked unnaturally.

Zang Lanbai's eyes are a little blue now, his hair is gathered behind him, some of it is loose, and a few strands are scattered on his face.

Even such a somewhat haggard demeanor does not detract from his suave, unrestrained and unrestrained image in the past.

Fang Mu looked at the gradually enlarged face in front of him, and waited until the tip of Zang Lanbai's nose was in touch with his, and he could clearly see himself in the other's pupils, then he opened his mouth and called out, "Zang Lanbai."

After the hoarse and ugly voice came out, Zang Lanbai took his hand and touched his face: "Well, here it is."

Fang Mu seemed to relax for a moment. He felt pain all over his body, but after meeting Zang Lanbo, even in this kind of physical pain, he fell asleep with peace of mind.

"Be careful, don't let him die."

Zang Lanbai wiped off the blood on his hands with a handkerchief, and walked out of the warehouse in the woods. Before the metal door of the warehouse was closed, there were still some intermittent, miserable screams that did not resemble human voices. .

Zang Lanbai took two steps, and after the door closed, the disturbing screams became indistinct and inaudible.

The cell phone hidden in Lanbo's pocket vibrated at this moment, and he took it out to see a message from the person who took care of Fang Mu, saying that Fang Mu had woken up.

He unconsciously quickened his pace.

Bending down and getting into the car, he suddenly saw blood stains on the corner of his suit jacket.

Zang Lanbai came to the bathroom of the hospital, rinsed his hands continuously with cold water, then took out a tissue to dry the water droplets on his hands, and before walking out of the bathroom, he threw the expensive suit jacket into the trash can inside.

When I woke up again, it was already dark

Fang Mu was lying on the hospital bed, listening to the somewhat indistinct conversation outside the door.

There was a "click", the sound of the door lock.

Zang Lanbai pushed the door open and came in.

Fang Mu's mental state was much better after this sleep than in the morning. He sat up, and Zang Lanbai fed him water and some liquid food. Fang Mu didn't eat too much.

Fang Mu looked at Zang Lanbai, his eyes rolled, and his eyes fell on the wet hair on Zang Lanbai's forehead.

"Where have you been?" Fang Mu's throat improved a lot after drinking some water.

"I didn't go anywhere." Zang Lanbai sat on the bed and looked at him with his head tilted: "I just came out of the bathroom, what's wrong?"

Fang Mu smelled a bloody smell, mixed with the elegant perfume smell of Zang Lanbai, and the smell became a bit unspeakably strange for a while.

After a pause, Fang Mu asked him again: "Maybe you haven't slept for a long time, do you want to come up to rest?"

"There's another bed next to it. You're hurt. I'm afraid I'll touch you." Zang Lanbai looked at Fang Mu, who had lost a lot of weight, with a pale face.

Recalling the blood-covered Fang Mu that Zang Lanbai saw that day, when he fell into Zang Lanbai's arms, his body was limp and his breathing was weak, as if if he didn't pay attention, he would completely lose his body temperature.

Even though it has been a long time since that day, as long as Zang Lanbai recalled it, he could still feel the feeling that his heart was being clenched.

"It's okay, come up." Fang Mu looked at Zang Lanbai's hesitant expression, and said, "I want you to sleep with me."

Zang Lanbai seemed to have a good idea of ​​how to deal with Fang Mu. He lay down on the bed and was careful not to touch Fang Mu's injuries.

The two approached each other face to face, Zang Lanbai hugged him cautiously, and Fang Mu finally returned to his familiar embrace.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes couldn't stop being sore, but he didn't shed tears after all. After holding back for a long time, he heard Zang Lanbai muffled and said, "I'm sorry."

Hearing the sound, Fang Mu wanted to lift his head that was buried in his arms, but Zang Lanbai held the back of his head.

"In the future, you may really have to hang it on your body to feel at ease."

In such a dull atmosphere, this joke can't bring any relaxed feeling.

"Mr. Zang..." Fang Mu was a little taken aback.

This is the first time Fang Mu has encountered Zang Lanbai's obvious fear, and he feels Zang Lanbai's arms tightening around him.

Raising his eyes, Fang Mu saw that the wet hair on Zang Lanbai's forehead had blood spots printed on the white pillowcase.

The lights in the room dimmed, and Fang Mu heard Zang Lanbai's voice.

Fang Mu's eyes were fixed on the blood spot, and he was a little lost. He couldn't hear what Zang Lanbai said clearly.

"what?"

He heard Zang Lambah repeat it clearly.

He said: "Mumu, I feel like falling in love with you."

Fang Mu was discharged from the hospital a week later.

Most of his wounds were skin trauma, and after the wound inflammation subsided, the recovery speed was much faster.

Before leaving here, Fang Mu never asked anything about Xu Duming.

But the blood spots on the pillow that he saw clearly that day disappeared for some reason the next day.

Fang Mu and Zang Lanbai's wedding didn't go a long way, but just invited a few close friends to a banquet after receiving the certificate.

On the morning of the wedding, Zang Lanbai received a photo on his mobile phone.

A thin sunken face, eyes full of fear, naked, with a familiar black collar on the neck, the number on it is 00397.

The man's legs were limp and prostrate on the ground, as if his legs had been smashed and he couldn't stand up.

There are many old wounds on his body, and he looks a bit horrible.

The photo was captioned "Wedding Congratulations."

Zang Lanbai yawned, typed two words on the screen, and politely replied "Thank you."

On the day of Zang Lanbai's wedding, the number of banquet guests was very small, and the number of security guards far exceeded the number of people present.

Although he acts so low-key, the marriage between him and Fang Mu is not really a secret.

When "Half-Curved Mid-Moon" won an award at another film festival, when Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu left the stage, they were still stopped by some media.

"Mr. Zang! Mr. Zang! I heard that you and Fang Yumu are married. Is the news true?"

"May I ask what do you think the other party's strengths are..."

"Why did you choose him? Is it because of Mr. Fang Yumu's outstanding performance in the movie..."

Many microphones were poked in front of Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu. Fang Mu was blocked by Zang Lanbai, and his personal bodyguard had already come.

Why did you choose him?

Before being escorted away by bodyguards, Zang Lanbai answered the only question in front of the microphone and the media.

"Perhaps because of my natural appearance, when I was a child, I was the first to choose the cake in the class, and it was easy to get love when I grew up. I have always lived a floating life, as if I want to do whatever I want, I will definitely be able to do it What, I hope someone can take me down and land on the ground. Mumu did it, he made me feel love in many ways, not illusory, nor pure pursuit of extreme sensual pleasure, it is concrete and real, Painful and vivid, it is many times that I feel that the gain is not worth the loss but I will continue to enjoy it."

"He gave me the love and hate of an ordinary man."