What will Mr. Koo buy today?

"No", Zhao Xingluo shook his head, cleared his throat, "I did it myself."

His voice is hoarse, Gu Shang thought to himself.

"My shopping bag seems to have left you here," Gu Shang said, "I can..."

"Of course, please come in... Please be careful."

Zhao Xingluo originally wanted to make a gesture to invite into the room, but after looking back, he probably felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he silently withdrew his hand and put it behind his back.

Gu Shang stepped into Zhao Xingluo's room again.

The condition of the room was worse than just looking from the outside.

Obviously, although Zhao Xingluo didn't raise huskies, his destructive power was completely comparable to them.

"Don't worry." Zhao Xingluo looked at Gu Shang's hesitant movements and said, "I won't hurt you."

"I know, I'm just..." Gu Shang looked at the mess on the ground, "I'm just looking for a place to lay my feet."

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Gu Shang trekked over mountains and rivers carefully, searching for his shopping bags.

It was really tragic, he thought, he remembered what Zhao Xingluo said when he pushed him into the Fanglin convenience store that night when the power went out.

"Don't look."

He really didn't see Zhao Xingluo's movements and expressions clearly at that time, but he remembered that kind of aura.

That domineering, sharp-edged youthful spirit is so different from Zhao Xingluo when he usually gets along with him.

Under his gentle and honest appearance, there is a kind of arrogance that turns his hands into clouds and hands into rain.

He must have never suffered any disadvantages, maybe no one but himself would refuse the request of such a beautiful young man, this may have caused him a lot of negative emotions, but he would not use these emotions to torture anyone.

Gu Shang believes Zhao Xingluo's words, he will not hurt him, he will not hurt anyone, he wraps his soul like a blade with his gentle and beautiful appearance, even if that sharpness rampages in his body, it will only hurt himself, making him bruised and bruised.

"Mr. Gu, did you find it? Sorry, I made such a mess here."

Just when Gu Shang was thinking, Zhao Xingluo's apology came from his ear.

"Oh, I found it." He raised his eyes and glanced at the area he had an impression of, and quickly locked on to the target. "Do you have a broom here?"

"Huh? There is..."

"Let me clean it up for you." Gu Shang said.

"..., ok, I'll get it now." Zhao Xingluo said.

When Zhao Xingluo came back, he had already taken off the glasses and mask on his face. Although he seemed to have washed his face and tried his best to cover it up, Gu Shang could still clearly see his red eyes from crying. The bright peach blossoms and frowning brows added a kind of beauty that I still feel pity for this usually calm boy.

Gu Shang and Zhao Xingluo swept the ground relatively silently. He kept sweeping the garbage scattered on the ground into the dustpan, and from time to time he could hear Zhao Xingluo's sobbing voice which he tried to endure.

Gu Shang: "..."

"Does it really make you so sad not to have me?"

Gu Shang put down his work, stood up straight facing Zhao Xingluo, and said in a deep voice.

Zhao Xingluo froze for a moment, put down the broom in his hand, big teardrops slid down from his perfectly lined cheeks, dripped down his sharp chin on the gorgeous handmade carpet, making a slight, patter patter the sound of.

Gu Shang: "..."

Where are these tears, this is pearls.

Gu Shang feels that although the dilemma he is facing now is not as embarrassing as when he went shopping with his girlfriend and made her cry while meeting a skeptical police officer, and it is not as embarrassing as carrying an ID card with him, it is not too bad.

"Please...don't cry." Gu Shang said.

"Well, sorry."

Zhao Xingluo's voice was full of tears, it was an almost soft voice that Gu Shang had never heard before.

It could be heard that he was trying to control himself, but the slight sobbing made the person who made him cry aggravated the guilt again.

He was spoiled by others, and he knew that he was spoiled by others, so he never showed such a reaction in front of others, and he would not cause trouble to others because of such an experience. This Zhao Xingluo looked... Gu Shang Sheng rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"Zhao Xingluo, you are fine, you don't have to doubt that." Gu Shang said.

"I have no doubts, I know." Zhao Xingluo said.

Gu Shang: "..."

It is really rare to see a man who is full of self-confidence after all this.

"But I still don't have the ability to like others. I may not have this ability." After getting used to Zhao Xingluo's strangeness for a while, Gu Shang continued to speak slowly.

In fact, Gu Shang has always believed that his other emotions are not active, which leads to his passion and imagination that others cannot match in his creation, because he cannot express it in his life, and the hustle and bustle of vitality in his body will be in another way. A way to present before the eyes of the world.

"You mean, no matter how hard I try, you won't be able to like me? Or..." Zhao Xingluo said.

Gu Shang: "..."

"There are no absolute things in this world, but..." Gu Shang pondered.

"Well, may I say, don't you hate me?"

"Of course not."

"So, can I pursue you?"

Gu Shang: "..."

Not only does he not dislike Zhao Xingluo, but as Zhao Xingluo mentioned, they have common interests and hobbies, and they can chat quite well. They are two people who are more suitable to get along with each other.

Gu Shang also knows that there are many loves and marriages in this world, that is, they are carried out to a suitable and not annoying level. If he can also accept such a relationship model that is not annoying, and even makes people feel relaxed and happy, then as a person As a man, as a person on earth, he will have a rosy life. After all, Zhao Xingluo has a handsome face that can be called a godly face from his and most people's aesthetic point of view. Needless to say.

No, what am I thinking, Gu Shang shook his head.

"it's OK?"

Just when Gu Shang's brain was wide open, Zhao Xingluo's face appeared in front of his eyes, which was more shocking than his general impression because he had cried.

A sunny boy with melancholy eyes.

"but I……"

Before Gu Shang could finish his sentence, Zhao Xingluo sneezed suddenly. Referring to his still wet hair, it might be because he had just showered himself with cold water to calm himself down.

Then Gu Shang saw something red flowing down Zhao Xingluo's tear-stained face, the picture was so beautiful that he dared not look at it.

He contacted the glass of ice water with a suspicious scarlet color that he saw before.

Gu Shang: "..."

Gu Shang suddenly felt a convulsion in his vocal cords, and before he could control it, he involuntarily made a sound of "Hang Chi".

Gu Shang: "..."

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"You are laughing, Mr. Gu..."

"I'm not."

"You made fun of me in this situation."

"I do not have."

"So, can I pursue you?"

Young people have deep routines.

"But I can't give you any guarantee." After a while of silence, Gu Shang said.

"I, Zhao Xingluo, don't need any guarantees. I just want your permission." Zhao Xingluo said, with an almost conceited and sincere expression on his face. It is a perfect combination on the face.

Zhao Xingluo's expression made Gu Shang feel that he could not trust himself, but he could completely trust the confident young man in front of him.

"Then, please give me some advice." Gu Shang sighed, with a faint smile, neither bitter nor sweet.

Then Gu Shang suddenly felt that all the photographers he had worked with would be jealous of the beautiful scenery he saw now.

what did he seeHe saw Zhao Xingluo's tearful smile, like the blooming season once again spreading the magnificent mountains and rivers, like a young pharaoh taking off his golden mask and being endowed with the godhead of the sun god and a new and fresh life...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door at the entrance.

"Mr. Zhao, I'll clean up."

"Please come in!" Zhao Xingluo said in a cheerful tone, probably because his computer was dead.

Gu Shang: "..."

He turned around in a little panic, and saw the face of a lady doing housework standing at the door with an expression ten times more panic than his.

Sister Wang looked at the mess all over the floor, at the tissue paper stained with suspicious liquid that was about to overflow from the tops of large and small garbage bags, at Zhao Xingluo's rosy and distinctive face, and at the Gu Shang with a terrified expression.

"Mr. Zhao, do you... need help?"

Sister Wang took a few steps back towards the door and asked cautiously.

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Gu Shang: You misunderstood, I am the one who needs help.