How can you fall in love with your fan!

After Wu Ruiqing's voice fell for a long time, Gu Zhuoli just looked at him, as if deeply shocked in his eyes, and remained silent.

After a while, the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned off automatically. In Gu Zhuoli's field of vision, there was only a pair of eyes covered with a film of water, clear and quiet, with a resolute smile, but there were clearly more loneliness and sorrow.

Wu Rui cleared his throat and suddenly became hoarse, "Do you think I'm poisonous, do you think my heart is dark?"

"No." The man finally spoke and looked at him. After a while, he stretched out his hand, as if he couldn't control it, and brushed the hair beside Wu Ruiqing's eyebrows.

"I think you are very sweet." Gu Zhuoli said softly.

"It's like a seed rooted in the mud, but a sweet flower blooms. The flower is so fragrant that gradually people can't see that its roots are actually stuck in the mud. Later, People even feel that even the mud under the feet of flowers has become less dirty."

The man's voice was low and soft, like the rich wine that Wu Ruiqing drank tonight.

Gu Zhuoli persistently brushed away the broken hair that fell from Wu Ruiqing's eyebrows again and again, just wanting to see those beautiful eyebrows and eyes intact. After a while, he whispered: "You are drunk."

Wu Ruiqing lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's a bit."

He buried his face in his palms, took a deep breath, and could still smell the alcohol.When he stood on the stage and was questioned by all parties, the alcohol seemed to stagnate automatically in his blood. Until now, beside this person, the power of the alcohol rose slowly, making his thinking slow down.

He could feel Gu Zhuoli carefully stretching his long-bending legs beside him, and then said softly: "I'm in a bad mood, do you want to be with someone who will make you feel at ease?"

Wu Ruiqing still buried her face in her palms, nodded her head on her own palms, and hummed vaguely.

The man took out his mobile phone, "Then I'll call Liao Shan, and let him sing for you."

"I don't want it." Wu Ruiqing suddenly pressed the man's hand.

Mr. Wu, who had drunk the wine, finally felt a little hot in the palm of his hand, not as cool as usual.He held Gu Zhuoli's wrist tightly, his strength revealing firmness.

After a while, Wu Ruiqing let go of his hand, took a deep breath and let it out, half drunk and half awake, leaning sideways against the wall behind him lazily, looking at Gu Zhuoli with a half smile, "My brother is here for me to take care of you. Yes, what are you looking for at a time like this?"

Gu Zhuoli was stunned for a moment, "Then who are you referring to?"

Wu Ruiqing didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him like that, and saw the man felt that his heart was about to stop beating, he suddenly said, "Otherwise, come on, can you sing? If you don't want to sing, just talk to me, whatever you want whatever."

Wu Rui's sake was on his head, and he felt that his head was very heavy, but his limbs seemed to be exhausted.The luxurious and elegant dress became very imprisoned. He raised his hand to undo a button of the dress, and casually undid a few buttons on the neckline of the shirt. He lay down on his knees and listened to the man talking.

The voice was far and near, whispering something about the past that he had never heard before.

"There is a sad little boy who was rejected by his biological mother since he was a child."

"His father is poor and can't make any money. He also follows the soil. He likes to eat miso mixed with rice. When the miso soup drips on the table, he licks his mouth with his fingers. He is fat and frustrated, and he speaks in a rough manner. Wearing a sweater with open threads, rolling in the mud with the neighborhood kids, like a wild child. His mother always pointed at his nose and disliked him, saying that she could see him from a young age, and then he would be a big man who can only pick his feet. No culture, no money, and no one will like it."

"His mother likes all the expensive handbags and jewelry, and she likes people with temperament and elegance. Later, she couldn't stand the father and son who made her disgusting, and left the family. But not long after that, the little boy somehow helped the family earn a fortune. With a lot of money, he worked hard to lose weight, studied, went to the best university, went to MIT to study for a master's degree, traveled to various countries, worked hard to run the company after returning, and became the kind of person his mother liked most in the past."

"His mother came back to look for him, but later he found out that his mother came back for money, not because he had become the kind of child his mother liked. In his mother's heart, no matter how he changed, he was the lifeblood of the past. It brings out a rustic person. Others laugh heartily, but he laughs, in the eyes of my mother, he has a bandit temperament."

Gu Zhuoli was talking, but suddenly he didn't want to talk anymore.

He blamed himself a little in his heart, why should Wu Ruiqing know this—even if knowing this would make Wu Ruiqing feel that his misery is no longer lonely, but it also revealed that deep down in his heart, he was the most ashamed to speak to others scars.

Why let the person you like know that you are miserable.

He tilted his head to look in silence, only to find that Wu Ruiqing had closed his eyes at some point.

After a few days, Wu Ruiqing's blue eyes became heavier than before, his face was thin, and no matter how decent and luxurious his clothes and makeup were, he still couldn't hide his haggardness.

The night is deep.

The man touched his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I remember the faces of those bastards, Wu Qingtai, and that woman... wait until you leave Wu's house."

Wu Ruiqing seemed to be in a deep sleep, breathing long and regularly, lying on his side motionless on his knees.

After a while, the man took off his own gown and put it on him, helped him button up one button on the collar of his shirt, and stood up.

That tall figure completely covered Wu Ruiqing's curled up body, making Wu Ruiqing appear to be only a small ball.

The man bent down, passed his left hand under Wu Ruiqing's knee, supported his back with his right hand, and hugged him up.

At this point in time, the media guests on each floor were leaving one after another, and the elevator was obviously not working.Gu Zhuoli raised his head and glanced at the "48" lit up in the fire escape staircase.

He held President Xiao Wu a little firmer, carefully looked down at his sleeping face, and as if being burned, he immediately withdrew his gaze, and walked downstairs cautiously.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Xiao Wu is so light, but he is still soft in his arms.

I still can't feel how good he is, he is very docile in my arms, like a child.

The man cleared his mind and stepped down the steps silently.

There are two steps on each floor, fourteen steps on each floor, from the 48th floor to minus one, a total of 370 steps.

The man counts down in his heart, and the next step will be one less.

Half an hour later, he finally gently pushed open the fire escape door on the lower floor with his foot, and carefully carried Wu Ruiqing out.

The shirt on the back of the man was already soaked, he shook his head at Marco who was jogging over to inquire from a distance, guided him with his chin to leave the car keys, and then carefully put Wu Ruiqing into the co-pilot.

After removing that weight, my body suddenly became much lighter, but it also seemed that something was missing, empty.

Gu Zhuoli was stunned for a long time, then looked down at the sleeping person in the seat, and muttered: "You can't drink too much, three or four glasses of red wine, you're so drunk."

On the way back, the man concentrated on looking at the road. For some reason, he didn't dare to look at the passenger seat again.

It was past midnight when Wu Ruiqing was finally carried back to his apartment.Gu Zhuoli helped him take off his shoes and lay down on the bed, covered the quilt, prepared water and emergency gastric medicine at the bedside, and left with confidence after everything was done.

He just turned around and took a step, when an abrupt Weibo notification sounded in the silent bedroom.

The man was startled, and quickly picked up the mobile phone that had slipped from Wu Ruiqing's coat pocket just now, and snapped off the mute button.

A Weibo message lit up on the screen.

【@世界最好的刘山兄弟 reposted your Weibo and said: The rock stage of the Huaxia Festival is really amazing.......】

Gu Zhuoli took a quick glance to confirm that the phone was muted, then carefully put the phone away, then turned and went out the door.

The bedroom door is closed.

After a few seconds, the security door closes.

In the quiet and dark room, Wu Ruiqing, who had been sleeping soundly drunk all this time, calmly opened his eyes.

There is no drunkenness in the black eyes, but very sober.

He sat up, glanced at the water and medicine on the bedside table, and rubbed his waist subconsciously.

In fact, being held by that guy down the 49th floor was also very hard for him.

And that guy loves to sweat a lot, leaving a water mark on the back of his clothes, it's that guy's arm.

Wu Ruiqing unbuttoned the shirt that the man had buttoned for him inexplicably, stretched his muscles, and sat on the bed, but suddenly laughed lowly.

Originally, he only smiled lightly, but he seemed to be unable to hold back his smile. He covered his face and smiled for a long time.

He picked up his phone to check the time, and waited for about 10 minutes. The man should have arrived home before he sent a text message.

[Wu Ruiqing: Good night. 】

Gu Zhuoli, who just took off a shoe after arriving home, stared at the phone in shock for a moment...

"Ahhh-"

Why is he awake? !

Did you wake up so suddenly?so fast? !

The man was swallowing and spitting to stop his guess, and the phone turned on again.

[Wu Ruiqing: Are your arms sore?Thanks for your hard work. 】

Gu Zhuoli was terrified and his mind went blank.

He mechanically typed and replied: [No hard work, this is what I should do. 】

After answering this, he threw his shoes away in despair, and cursed, "You stinking idiot."

A man takes a cold shower in the middle of a winter night to preserve his humanity.

He was shivering and wrapped in a bath towel, and opened Weibo with a blank mind, wanting to check Guan Zai's developments today so as to return to the world.

However, as soon as the homepage was refreshed, the news at the top was about Liao Shan.

The man muttered: "I'm so fucking convinced, to be an undercover agent for the sake of being so hard..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, he broke free from the crooked posture on the sofa, and sat up straight all at once.

【@世界最好的刘山兄姐: The rock stage of Huaxia Festival is really amazing, my brother’s fans have worked hard to organize~@辽广集山:……】

"........."

Something seems to be wrong.

Why did Wu Ruiqing's phone receive a reminder of Aite Liaokuang's Weibo?

The man jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, kicked his toes on the coffee table with a bang, screamed in pain, and ran to the bedroom.

With great effort, Gu Zhuoli lifted up all the pillows, quilts and sheets, kicked the mattress, and moved the mattress halfway to reveal the storage compartment underneath.

Little London, who was half asleep under the bed, struggled out in a panic, sticking out a dazed head.

Little London: Earthquake?

Gu Zhuoli took out the huge chocolate box from the storage compartment.

——The chocolates inside have already been transferred to the refrigerator. He wanted to store this box secretly, but he felt that it was unsafe and easy to be stolen wherever he put it. Finally, he put it under the bed. Help him watch when he goes to bed at night.

The man opened the box, took out the small card from inside, and stared at "Friendship Will Last" for ten seconds.

Then he turned the card over again, carefully looked at it millimeter by millimeter starting from the upper left corner, and finally——

Reverse side, PHLK

Positive, friendship lasts

The roe deer is confused and the friendship lasts forever.

"........."

"Awww!!"

The author has something to say:

Gu Zhuoli: It's over, it's over, it's cold, it's cold, I'm already a dead person

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See you tomorrow everyone~