Brother, do you like me today?

Wang Bozhou waited for another hour.

He was just waiting, motionless, neither calling Feng Qiu's name nor sending Feng Qiu a message.

He showed weakness without saying a word, and begged without saying a word.

The sound of an electric car braking behind him made people's teeth numb.A takeaway boy in a yellow uniform got off the electric car, with a sticker hanging on the plastic bag. Wang Bozhou took a wrong look and saw Feng Qiu's name.

Wang Bozhou frowned, and was about to speak when Feng Qiuji ran down the stairs dragging the plastic slippers. Across the wrought iron gate, he didn't look at Wang Bozhou. The nails on her hands were also neatly trimmed, shining as delicately as shells.

"It's my takeaway."

The takeaway boy blushed a little, hurriedly stuffed the takeaway in, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for ordering our takeaway. Next time you order, I will give you a bottle of Coke."

Feng Qiu blinked his eyes wide: "Ah, thank you." After speaking, he went up with the takeaway box.

After dinner, Feng Qiu secretly went to the balcony to watch, the downstairs was empty, the sun was setting, and there was only a fragmented shadow of sunlight.

actually left.

Feng Qiu puffed his cheeks and sat on the sofa, but on second thought, he couldn't really wait downstairs, could he?Maybe, have a meal, maybe, go back to work.

He wouldn't be number one anyway.

Feng Qiu buried his face in the pillow.

At night, Feng Qiu was watching a variety show when suddenly the power went out.

He was startled, shrank on the sofa and didn't dare to move, so he called the property management first, but the property management said that it was a circuit repair. In response to the typhoon the day after tomorrow, the power of the whole building was cut off, so please bear with me.

Feng Qiu put on his coat, turned on the phone's light, and walked downstairs in the dark, intending to buy two candles.

Feng Qiu walked to the first floor, and was about to swipe his fingerprints to open the door, when he suddenly saw a tall man standing outside the iron gate, a tall man in the dim moonlight, with a tall and straight silhouette.

Trembling, Feng Qiu took a photo with his phone.

It turned out to be Wang Bozhou.

Wang Bozhou just stood downstairs like this, his facial contours were so clear that he was so handsome that he didn't look like a real person.

When Wang Bozhou saw him, he asked, "Is there a power outage? Is there a spare light source in the room? Is the phone still powered?"

Feng Qiu was blocked from wanting to get angry by repeated questions, and said dully: "I'm going to buy two candles."

But Wang Bozhou took a step back: "It's very dark outside, don't come out, I'll buy it for you."

With that said, he strode quickly and entered the convenience store.

After a while, he came over with a large shopping bag in his hand, trying to pass it to Feng Qiu through the gap, but it got stuck.

Feng Qiu asked: "What's inside?"

Wang Bozhou opened the bag to show him, there were two candles, a lighter, a blue flashlight and a power bank inside.

Wang Bozhou suddenly said in a soft voice, "Xiaoqiu, open the door, and I'll hand it to you."

Feng Qiu woke up suddenly: "You want to trick me into opening the door for you!"

Wang Bozhou sighed, and through the door, he handed things in from the bag one by one, fearing that Feng Qiu would not be able to take it, he also gave the bag to him.

"Be careful with candles, light them in a dish of water."

Feng Qiu heard Wang Bozhou whisper.

Holding the bag, Feng Qiu glanced at Wang Bozhou, ran upstairs like a mad rabbit without saying a word, and closed the door with a snap.

Feng Qiu entered the room without lighting the candle, threw himself on the bed and tossed and turned, kicking the pillow for a while, hammering the quilt for a while, throwing a tantrum on his own.

Wang Bozhou What is this?

Slap and rub three times?

Feng Qiu didn't dare to break this situation, and would rather comfort himself that Wang Bozhou would wait downstairs all the time, and he didn't dare to make any moves to cross the threshold.

He was afraid that if he made a move, Wang Bozhou would change again.

He was afraid enough, nearly a month of waiting seemed endless, making his tears and sucking his blood every day.Another month, he was firmly nailed to the target of Wang Bozhou's sarcastic remarks. When he thought of him, a little honey was smeared on the arrowhead, and it was inserted straight into his heart, blood flowing.

He doesn't want to forgive Wang Bozhou, he also wants to make him sad.

Could it be that his Fengqiu is so cheap and easy to get started?Can he throw it away casually and then come back obediently after coaxing it?

What is he?Nice toy or obedient pet?

The more Feng Qiu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he buried himself in the pillow and began to cry.

The next morning, Feng Qiu got up and went to the convenience store downstairs to have breakfast.He ordered a tea egg, a bun with fish-flavored shredded pork and a cup of soy milk, and sat at a table by the window in the store to eat.

Just after eating the buns, he saw Wang Bozhou coming from the window of the convenience store.He didn't even wear a shirt and trousers today, but a very casual linen shirt and black slacks, which loosely outlined his tall, thin figure.The hair has not been well-groomed, it seems that it has just been washed and came out of the house, and there is still a little moist water vapor. A few strands of hair hang down on the forehead, the black and white are too vivid, and it is soul-stirring.

He entered the shop, ordered a cup of strong coffee, and sat next to Feng Qiu.

He is not in a hurry, not at all like those Alphas who stalk and seek to get back together, he seems to be always calm and unhurried.

Feng Qiu turned his head away, instead of looking at him, he just peeled the tea eggs by himself.

But the eggshell and the egg white are closely connected, and Fengqiu peeled off the pits. When he saw it, he lost his appetite, so he put it aside and started drinking soy milk.

Wang Bozhou stood up suddenly, and after a while, he took the plastic bag containing only a tea egg, peeled it off skillfully and quickly, revealing the smooth and complete egg white, then put it on the plastic bag, and pushed it in front of Feng Qiu.

Feng Qiu sucked the soy milk so loudly, ignored him, jumped off the seat, and went home.

Feng Qiu went upstairs and didn't come down all day, only came down at noon to get a takeaway and a courier.

In the evening, Yucheng began to rain.

Feng Qiu was sitting in the living room, only to hear the sound of raindrops hitting the glass window suddenly became louder, as if water was pouring from the sky.He shrank his neck and looked outside. The rain outside was majestic and the rain was so thick that he could hardly see the scene outside.

Feng Qiu sat for a while, then opened the balcony door, a gust of wind blew him almost unsteady, he staggered and looked down, and saw Wang Bozhou still standing downstairs, like a rooted tree.

Raindrops splashed on him, his clothes were drenched, his jet-black hair was as soft and shiny as water in the rain, and he was beaten like a drowned rat, in a mess.

A little yellow light is shrouded in the rain curtain, and there is a little yellow in the stagnant water.

The world is turned upside down.

Feng Qiu shouted angrily: "The typhoon is coming, you go back!"

Wang Bozhou didn't seem to hear, just looked up at him, and shouted: "Close the doors and windows!"

Feng Qiu was taken aback, his nose was sore, he lost his head for a moment, took a big towel and rushed downstairs, brushed open the door.

Wang Bozhou watched the door finally open, but he didn't take the initiative to go in, he just looked at Fengqiu.

Feng Qiu cried angrily: "Come in!" As he said, he grabbed Wang Bozhou's cold arm and dragged him into the residential building.

Feng Qiu stood on tiptoe to cover his hair with a towel, and rubbed it not tenderly at all. He flicked his wrist, but was caught by Wang Bozhou.

His fingers are cold, but his palms are hot.

That scorching heat made Feng Qiu's wrist aching, and even the nerves connected to the heart burned up all of a sudden.

Under the towel is Wang Bozhou's wet and messy black hair. Under the black hair is a pair of dark gray focused eyes that seem to be filled with rainwater, reflecting a flustered Fengqiu.

Wang Bozhou's voice was hoarse: "Xiaoqiu."

He just called out a name, but it made Feng Qiu cry all of a sudden. While crying, he hit him with a towel, hitting his chest and shoulders one by one, and the force gradually became lighter. The voice floating on the ice was soft and weak: "Wang Bozhou, you bully me like this."

Because he likes Wang Bozhou first, will he always be weak and passive?If Wang Bozhou wanted him to laugh, he would laugh, and if he made him cry, he would definitely cry. His joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were all in the hands of this person.

It was too easy for Wang Bozhou to bully him.

Including now, just using bitter tricks, Feng Qiu took the bait regardless.

Wang Bozhou panted lowly, and it sounded like a sigh in his ears: "Xiaoqiu, I don't want to bully you."

"You are willing! Why are you not willing! You can ignore me for two months! When I woke up, the recurrent estrus was about to start, and you disappeared! You, you still said that you were lying to me and wanted to break up! , and hugging a female Omega! I can see it clearly!"

Wang Bozhou bit his lip, heartbroken, and could only admit his mistake: "I'm a bastard, hit me up. After the beating, listen to my explanation, okay?"

A thunderbolt struck the sky outside the building, and the bluish-purple lightning seemed to be a dragon entrenched in the sky.

Outside, it was stormy, and the rain was even more frightening.

The trees in the courtyard are swaying, baring their teeth and claws, like ghosts.

Feng Qiu didn't move, his hands were hanging by his side, biting his lips and crying.Under the weak light, his face was pale, with slender and delicate curves solitary, slender eyelashes cast thick shadows, black, tears fell one by one like in slow motion, Wang Bozhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he reached out to catch it.

All his tears fell into the palm of his hand.

Wang Bozhou's heart suffocated and he could hardly breathe.