Smashed the TV and turned on the gas [ABO]

The sun did not come out, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of clouds, which were not thick, but only blocked the sunlight, making the whole world look a bit dull and depressing.

Ye Zixing sat on the balcony on the second floor in pajamas and looked into the yard.

It was the hottest period of summer, and the leaves of every tree were dense, and when the wind blew gently, you could hear a rustling sound.

Ye Zixing's pajamas were not put on properly, he was hot, his hem was lifted up, and it was piled up on his waist and abdomen. If there was another person in the room, he could easily see his naked body inside.

But there was no second person in the room, Ye Zixing dismissed his aunt for two days, and there was no second person in this room for the third day.

Ye Zixing sat carelessly with her legs stretched out for a while, then retracted her legs, curled up in front of her body, and continued to look down with her chin resting on her knees.

Because the surroundings were too quiet, when the phone rang in the room, Ye Zixing thought he was hallucinating.

He put down his legs and walked in limply. When he saw the caller ID, he paused.

"Hello?" Fu Qianzhong's voice was distorted through the current.

Ye Zixing's mouth opened, but there was no sound for a while.

Fu Qianzhong paused there, and then said, "Hello? Stars? Can you hear the stars?"

The weather was still gloomy, Fu Qianzhong's voice seemed to be blown from Ye Xing's ears into his heart along with the wind outside.

Ye Zixing hung a huge stone with a thin thread in his heart, and when it fell, the sky would fall apart. He ate and slept quietly for the past two days. From the outside, it seemed that there was no difference, but the stone kept falling. Shaking, Ye Zixing didn't dare to do anything, he didn't even dare to get angry, he was afraid that the stone would fall.

And Fu Qianzhong's voice brought up a huge gust of wind, the stone in Ye Zixing's heart was quickly weathered in this gust of wind, and the dust in the sky fell lightly to the ground.

Fu Qianzhong heard Ye Zixing's faint breathing.

His voice stopped, and then he spoke softly and gently again: "Xing Xing, say something."

Ye Zixing's voice seemed to choke inexplicably, and sobs came out of his throat belatedly.Ye Zixing only knew what his emotions were at this time. When he heard Fu Qianzhong's voice, tears fell, and he was so wronged: "Fu Qianzhong."

"Baby." Fu Qianzhong called him.

Ye Zixing burst into tears: "You bastard!"

Fu Qianzhong said, "I'm sorry."

"Bastard! Big bastard!" Ye Zixing scolded him, tears poured out of his eyes, and dripped down his cheeks onto the floor. Like the passing sourness, he scolded Fu Qianzhong a few words, his voice quickly quieted down, sniffled and complained, "Fu Qianzhong, where have you been, why don't you tell me."

Fu Qianzhong was silent for a while, and told him: "Something happened at home, Cheng Qi didn't tell you?"

"Say it," Ye Zixing sniffed again, stating the facts with grievances, "but you didn't tell me yourself, you left without saying anything."

Fu Qianzhong seemed a little helpless, speaking very slowly, but not impatient.

"I told you before I left this morning." Fu Qianzhong said, "Maybe you are too sleepy."

Ye Zixing thought about it, it seemed that there was such a thing, Fu Qianzhong did answer a lot of calls the day before, which coincided with the accident at home.

"You...can you see domestic news? Just...entertainment news, hot searches or something." Ye Zixing asked.

Fu Qianzhong seemed to find this topic very strange: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Answer me first!" Ye Zixing urged him.

Fu Qianzhong laughed softly: "I can't see it. It's a mess here. I just found a place with a signal today to live in. There is no internet."

Ye Zixing let out a cry.

Fu Qianzhong asked him what was wrong again.

Ye Zixing thought for a while, but decided not to tell him about the disgusting news that he and Fan Sibai were on the news together, so he groaned and got around.

After talking for a while, Ye Zixing felt that Fu Qianzhong's side was a little noisy. He couldn't hear it very clearly, but he could feel that Fu Qianzhong's side was not a completely quiet private space, but more like a place where people would often pass by. Occasionally there will be a few louder footsteps.

Ye Zixing asked: "Where are you now?"

"Factory," Fu Qianzhong replied quickly, paused, and added, "In the factory's...toilet cubicle."

The cufflinks of a piece of ordinary clothes on Fu Qianzhong's body cost an average person's monthly salary. Ye Zixing and Fu Qianzhong lived together for more than two years, and seeing Fu Qianzhong in a slightly inappropriate manner was one of the few.

When he thought about Fu Qianzhong's situation at this time, he found it very funny, and he really laughed, and asked him: "Then, do you have a hotel to stay in when you go to country m?"

Fu Qianzhong half-jokingly told him: "No, sleeping in a hotel, the bed is similar to the barbed wire in our country, small and cramped, I can't even straighten my legs."

Ye Zixing thought it was funny just now, but when he heard him say that, his heart ached again, and he asked anxiously, "Ah? Then what should we do?"

Fu Qianzhong laughed: "I lied to you."

Ye Zixing rolled his eyes to him from the air.

The distance between the two places broke Ye Xing’s plan to be a housewife, and Ye Xing, who was wrapped in sheepskin, was exposed again, and she was no longer obedient. , He scolded Fu Qianzhong once he said a word, but he didn't reply over there, just listened obediently.

"Hey," Ye Zixing called him in the middle of speaking, "You have to speak up, next time I call you a jerk, you just say yes, and let me know you are here."

Fu Qianzhong seemed to sigh.

Ye Zixing raised his voice: "Did you hear that?"

Fu Qianzhong could only say: "Yes, yes, yes."

Ye Zixing was happy, and continued to finish the story. He still used flashbacks, and finally talked about the most important sexy lingerie scene, and said while being wronged: "Let me tell you, I will put that dress on the next day." Throw it away! I will never wear it again for you to see! I look good in it, and it is your great loss if you don’t see it.”

Fu Qianzhong was quiet.

Ye Zixing took a breath and scolded him: "You heartless man!"

Fu Qianzhong still didn't speak.

Ye Zixing shouted: "Say yes!"

Fu Qianzhong remained silent.

Ye Zixing glanced at the phone a little strangely, and just when he thought it was a sudden interruption of the signal, Fu Qianzhong suddenly opened his mouth and said softly, "I miss you so much."

He used Ye Xing's most familiar low and hoarse voice, which sounded tired and dependent.

Ye Zixing's heart beat suddenly, and the side of his body that was listening to the phone was going numb.

Neither of them said a word, they made an expensive international call, and listened to each other's breathing for a minute in silence.

Another hurricane blew up in Ye Zixing's heart, this time the dust in his heart was blown up, and then he was taken to nowhere, making his heart lighten up suddenly.

Ye Zixing felt that he was a little helpless, three days, 72 hours, 4320 minutes, 259200 seconds, he had been worried and wronged for so long, but as long as Fu Qianzhong said that he missed you, the accumulated sadness disappeared, and even the corners of his mouth were twitched. Can't help but rise a little bit.

Ye Zixing worked hard to hold back his laughter. He took the initiative to break the silence and asked Fu Qianzhong seriously: "I'm going to ask you a question now, and you must answer me honestly."

Fu Qianzhong was quiet for a while, and then said: "Okay."

"Let me ask you," Ye Zixing cleared his throat, "If the person who matches your pheromone [-]% is a black African, do you want him or me?"

Fu Qianzhong seemed to take a breath of cold air.

Ye Zixing couldn't hold back her smile.

"Don't make trouble, can you?" Fu Qianzhong's tone was extremely helpless.

Ye Zixing couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed loudly while holding the phone.

Fu Qianzhong was still helpless at first, Ye Zixing laughed for a while, he followed Ye Zixing's smile, and said Ye Zixing: "Like a child, he was crying just now, and now he is laughing again."

He also said, "Why didn't I realize that you cry so much, you are a crying bag."

Ye Zixing hummed while laughing: "You care about me!"

Fu Qianzhong said, "Of course I take care of it."