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"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and there was a slight sound of the bite between the wood and the bearings. This sound was originally very light, but it was a bit too clear in the quiet late night.Qiao Fei, who was wearing white pajamas, stood in front of the opened door. He was barefoot, showing his strong and powerful ankles.

After a while, he started to walk forward, stepping on the light brown wooden floor at an extremely slow speed, making almost no sound.

The moonlight spilled into the room through the uncurtained window, Qiao Fei's chiseled face was half-dark, he still had no expression, his black hair was a little messy, hanging a little on his forehead, casting shadows on his eyelids .His breathing was undisturbed, and he walked straight to Zhou Fan's bed.

Zhou Fan was already sound asleep, and his sleeping posture was very upright, just like the remains of a great man in a cooler for people to admire.Qiao Fei stood in front of Zhou Fan's bed, standing silently, without any other unnecessary movements, motionless, like a white statue frozen in place, his shadow obliquely covered Zhou Fan's face , like a layer of dark-toned paint.

Qiao Fei just looked at Zhou Fan's face quietly like that. The owner of that bright face is now in a deep sleep, with long eyelashes drooping down softly, lips as soft as flowers, with an innocent, weak and defenseless posture. The violence of the day.

Zhou Fan, who was being watched, didn't even change his sleeping position. Qiao Fei stood like a sculpture, and finally left after an unknown amount of time.There was a slight sound of the door being closed. Zhou Fan on the bed opened his eyes, pushed the quilt away, and checked his phone. It was four o'clock in the morning.

"I thought he would suddenly pull out a knife, but nothing happened?" Zhou Fan stretched his muscles and remained in the same posture all the time, which was quite tiring.He didn't bother to find out what Qiao Fei was trying to do, anyway, he was not afraid of the soldiers coming to cover him up, so he got up and closed the curtains, the moonlight was so bright, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep.

Turning over and returning to the bed, Zhou Fan began to sleep back into the cage.

In the morning, he was woken up by a strange, rattling noise like a mouse.At this time, the room was still dark, and the light-blocking effect of the curtains was quite good.

Zhou Fan stepped on the floor with bare feet, it was still a bit cold, he turned to the other side of the bed, put on brown cotton slippers, yawned big, and pushed open the door.

The scene of the living room was imprinted in his eyes. There was a person sitting on the same light brown floor as the room. He was wearing white pajamas. His figure should be Qiao Fei. He was holding a huge pot in his hand, and the voice was exactly his. .

"What are you doing?" Zhou Fan walked over, stepping on the floor with his slippers, making a rhythmic clicking sound.

Of course, the other party would not respond to him. Qiao Fei, whose face was covered with stains, looked up at Zhou Fan, and then continued to bury his head in what he was doing just now - eating chocolate.

Yes, inside the huge glass jar, the sweet aroma of chocolate that is hard to ignore overflows, like the sweet and strong smell of first love that cannot be denied.

Zhou Fan felt something was wrong, Qiao Fei gave him a strange look, that expression was completely different from yesterday, maybe it was because of his hairstyle, Zhou Fan was not sure.Qiao Fei has always liked to comb her hair up. She looks sophisticated in suits and leather shoes, but his expression also looks contemptuous, which inevitably makes people feel disgusted.

Messy hair, chocolate stains all over her face, and unusual behavior made Qiao Fei almost feel ten years younger in an instant.

"Is chocolate so delicious? Give me one." Zhou Fan blinked.He has a well-proportioned figure, wearing a somewhat loose gray nightgown, revealing his white collarbone, slender neck, tilting his head and talking to Qiao Fei, in the golden morning light, he is indescribably cute.

Qiao Fei's behavior was also very strange. He stopped chewing for a moment, hugged the glass jar in his hand tightly, looked fiercely at Zhou Fan with a vigilant face, raised his eyebrows, and lowered his body. Predatory attitude.

Something was wrong with this guy.Zhou Fan approached him slowly, with a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he approached step by step lightly.

"Qiaofei, can you show me that chocolate jar?" The voice was extremely soft, as if it was tempting a timid cat.

The other party ignored him, and didn't even look at him. The veins in the left hand that could move were bulging, and he hugged the glass jar even tighter.Zhou Fan straddled his long legs, with the wind blowing under his feet, he reached out and grabbed the jar, and snatched the target directly and neatly.The strength of Qiao Fei's hand was no match for him, and it was taken away in an instant.

After Zhou Fan snatched the chocolate jar, Qiao Fei didn't jump up to grab it. He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zhou Fan to snatch his things. After seeing the jar in Zhou Fan's hand with shocked eyes, his nose wrinkled slightly, His mouth shrunk, showing a particularly aggrieved expression, and tears filled his bright black eyes after a while.

His shoulders twitched and he began to cry.It was a completely different way of crying from his mature elite imagination, with no image at all.It's the way a child cries when he is robbed of his snacks and toys and feels like the whole world has collapsed.

"What the hell is going on, did I beat him stupidly? No, I didn't hit him on the head yesterday, did I?" Zhou Fan took a piece of chocolate from a glass jar. It was made into a delicate boat-shaped chocolate, and it was extremely fragrant. , melts in the mouth, tastes like smooth silk.He lifted the jar with one hand and turned it around. The glass jar turned out to be in the shape of an oblate shell. put artwork.

On one side, Qiao Fei sat on the ground with her face covered in stains, still crying, her face was covered with tears and snot, and she looked really terrible before the chocolate was served.

"Mr. Zhao, do you need help?" Uncle Wang may have heard the movement upstairs, but he didn't go upstairs without authorization, but stood at the stairs and asked first.

"Well, Uncle Wang, come up, something's wrong with your young master." Zhou Fei didn't return the jar to Qiao Fei, but continued to hold it by himself.Seeing that Qiao Fei started to twitch from crying, Zhou Fan realized that the other party was not acting.He tentatively handed over the glass jar in his hand.

Qiao Fei immediately rushed forward, trying to hold the jar with both hands, but his casted hand couldn't be used at all. He threw his whole body over and pressed the jar under it.The crying sound was like a faucet being turned off, and it disappeared in an instant.Although her shoulders were still twitching, Jophy miraculously stopped crying.

When Uncle Wang went upstairs, Qiao Fei had already started to eat chocolates again.He turned pale with shock, "Mr. Zhao, why didn't you stop the young master!"

He stepped forward to get the chocolate jar, but Qiao Fei bit his hand and refused to let go.

"Young Master, Young Master, it's me, let go! Ouch! Young Master!" Uncle Wang's hand was bitten by a huge and deep tooth mark before being released.Qiao Fei looked at the two of them warily. Both of them were not good people, and they were all trying to grab his food.

"What's going on here?" Qiao Fei looked as if his IQ had dropped to the stage of a beast, completely incomprehensible.Zhou Fan frowned, and he looked at Uncle Wang, trying to get an answer.

"What's going on, Mr. Zhao, don't you know better than me? This is the young master's illness again." Uncle Wang said with a confused face, and he seemed to blame Zhou Fan for being irresponsible, and his eyes were full of disrespect. The distress of his young master.

"Sickness?" Zhou Fan frantically searched Zhao Xi's memory, but there was no clue at all, "How do I know if he's sick or not? I haven't known him for long."

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with you, you and the young master have been together for five years!" Uncle Wang was heartbroken, "Even if you despise the young master, you can't stand by at this moment! I'll get the blood glucose meter!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Wang ran downstairs, his movements were so quick that his age didn't match.

Zhou Fan felt as if his head had been hit by a sledgehammer, being together for five years! ?What's happening here?

Why is there no memory of them being together for five years in Zhao Xi's memory at all? Could it be that Uncle Wang is talking nonsense, he has no reason to talk nonsense, and what is going on with Qiao Fei, is he sick?What kind of sickness is this?Is there a problem with the system, so Zhao Xi's five-year memory was deleted when loading it?

That's not right, Zhao Xi's loss of memory can be interpreted as a system failure, but what about Qiao Fei's actions before, his thinking was obviously normal at that time, and he didn't have a disease, and his words and deeds towards Zhou Fan were also completely different. Not for lovers who have known each other for five years.

Zhou Fan recalled Qiao Fei's behavior before, first of all, it was unreasonable to hang a dick around his lover's neck, and he also threatened and lured him, and his attitude was very bad.Could it be that these two people have some other relationship, and then Uncle Wang misunderstood that they were lovers.

No, everything is wrong, what the hell is going on here.

When Zhou Fan's mind was in chaos, it was said that Qiao Fei, who was ill, had almost emptied the chocolate in the glass jar.When Uncle Wang went upstairs, he was holding a box in his hand, and seeing Zhou Fan standing in front of Qiao Fei watching him eat chocolate, he immediately yelled again.

"Mr. Zhao, grab the chocolate jar! Aren't you very strong! Master can't eat sweets anymore!" Uncle Wang yelled, stomping his feet.

It was so noisy, Zhou Fan dug his ears, he didn't want to grab Qiao Fei's chocolate, anyway, he was almost finished eating, if he did, the other party would cry loudly again, it was much louder than Uncle Wang's shouting .

"Mr. Zhao, please, test the blood sugar for the young master. You can't eat, young master, you can't eat so much...Young master... woo woo woo..." Come on, Qiao Fei stopped crying now, it's her turn Uncle Wang started to cry, with tears running down his face, and his face was wrinkled like an old orange, making it hard to watch.

"How to use this thing." Zhou Fan slowly took the box in Uncle Wang's hand, took out the quick blood glucose meter, rummaged inside for a while, but couldn't find the instruction manual.

"Mr. Zhao..." Uncle Wang wiped away the old tears on his face with a look of bewilderment, "This blood glucose meter has always been used by you to test the young master's blood sugar. You bought it! Did you forget?"

Yes, I forgot everything, I don’t know anything, what blood glucose meter, what disease, what five years, I don’t know anything.It's a hell of a hassle.Zhou Fan wanted to rush downstairs in an instant and forget about this mess, since Qiao Fei couldn't speak now anyway.

Or just give Qiao Fei a once-and-for-all medicine, so that he will never be able to speak, Zhou Fan glanced expressionlessly at the young man who had finished eating the chocolate in the jar and turned it over and over again, using the jar as a toy.

He shook the blood glucose meter roughly, "How?"

"What?" Uncle Wang looked very poor in understanding.

"Blood sugar test! I haven't done it for a long time, and I accidentally forgot." Zhou Fan dug out the test strips and blood collection needles from the box, squinting at the old man with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

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