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Zhou Zhi was taken aback by Wu Jiyong's actions, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and lay down again.When Wu Jiyong turned his head to look at him again, he found that the other party had closed his eyes.

The physical reaction finally subsided, he stared at Zhou Zhi dully for a while, hesitated for a moment, and sat there.

As soon as his hand reached Zhou Zhi's side, someone couldn't help it anymore, squinted his eyes and hugged him tightly.

Wu Jiyong struggled twice, but finally did not move.

The man fell asleep slowly. He listened to the heartbeat of the other party, and his eyes were a little sour.

After the drip was finished, it was already evening, and Zhou Zhi could already be discharged from the hospital.

Beside the street full of cars and people, Zhou Zhi held Wu Jiyong in his arms: "Come home with me."

Wu Jiyong's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to push back, "No." But his movements were soft and did not shake the man at all.

"I invite you to dinner, are you hungry?"

The person who lost his temper after being soothed by the gentle and deep voice was still struggling: "You must be a very bad young master."

"If I don't do well, I'll let the chef cook it for you next time, and if it doesn't taste good, I'll pay you back. Is that okay?"

Wu Jiyong couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth turned up, and then he straightened his face again: "Barely."

Zhou Zhi drove the car and drove into a community with deep greenery.Wu Jiyong looked around, looking at the sycamore trees covering the sky, and suddenly felt a little confused.

After driving the car to his own parking space, Zhou Zhi helped Wu Jiyong unbuckle his seat belt: "Get out of the car."

Zhou Zhi's home was not as luxurious as Wu Jiyong imagined. There was a whole cabinet filled with antiques and famous paintings on the walls. None of these scenes appeared.The entire decoration style presents a cool tone, and the occasional decorations are also simple. Once you enter the house, it seems that the flow of blood has become quiet.

Zhou Zhi didn't break his promise, he let Wu Jiyong sit on the sofa, then got up and went into the kitchen.

An urban love drama that looked like Mary Su was playing on the TV. Wu Jiyong turned to other channels and found nothing to watch, so he leaned on the sofa bored.

He looked at the ceiling and wondered, did he change too quickly?

It turns out that it only takes a few days to fall in love with someone.He thought, according to the speed at which he fell, if it wasn't for the oolong at the beginning, maybe he would fall in love with Zhou Zhi at first sight, who knows.

He didn't sleep well last night, and after going through such a big change today, Wu Jiyong slowly fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, half an hour had passed.He felt so soft all over that he almost couldn't stand up straight.Opening his eyes in the living room with the wall lights on, Wu Jiyong saw Zhou Zhi sitting beside him, saw him wake up, Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand, "I was just about to call you, the meal is ready."

The atmosphere was so soft that Wu Jiyong was in a trance.

How long has he not received so much tenderness from others.

He nodded subconsciously, and put his hand on Zhou Zhi's palm, which made Zhou Zhi stunned, and quickly pulled Zhou Zhi up with a smile.

When the two of them ate, they were silent, but they didn't appear embarrassed, instead there was an ambiguity surging between them.

Zhou Zhi has a servant at home, so he doesn't have to worry about washing the dishes.The two watched TV on the sofa for a while, but their minds were not on the screen.

Wu Jiyong leaned over, wanting to pour himself a glass of water, his throat was inexplicably thirsty, so he inadvertently touched Zhou Zhi.

When the servant came out of the kitchen, what he saw was the picture of two people kissing.Because of his age, where had he come into contact with such a scene, he was immediately shocked.

This is the second time someone has discovered it today. Wu Jiyong's ears were red, but he didn't escape like the first time. He buried his head in the man's arms, but hugged the man's back tightly with his hands.

"You go down."

"Yes."

When the person left, Zhou Zhi patted the head in his arms: "There is no one else."

Wu Jiyong responded sullenly, probably because of embarrassment, but he didn't raise his head anyway.

"In this case, I can only carry you to the bed." The man sighed and whispered in his ear.

Wu Jiyong tightened his grip on his shirt, but continued to be a coward.Seeing that he acquiesced, Zhou Zhi joyfully hugged him up, and soon went into the bedroom and closed the door.

Holding Wu Jiyong onto the bed, Zhou Zhi stood up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Wu Jiyong was frightened and asked, "You...what are you doing?"

The man's unbuttoned hand paused, then turned his head and hooked the corners of his mouth to him, looking happy: "It's a little hot, what's the matter?"

Wu Jiyong said nah nah: "Oh." It's really...

Zhou Zhi finally pressed up, the two bodies pressed together, the lingering kiss made Wu Jiyong couldn't help hugging Zhou Zhi's back.

He has never known the taste of love, and he let go of his heart unconsciously. The air at this moment is sweet.

This night is warm.

Although Zhou Zhi didn't say clearly that Wu Jiyong himself was stubborn, but he knew that he was on good terms with the other party.

That's all right, Wu Jiyong's awkwardness was only before, and he didn't do anything more when he let go. When Zhou Zhi said that we would have dinner together in the future, Wu Jiyong pursed his lips and held back the smile on his lips and agreed.

When Chen Sheng walked past him, Wu Jiyong subconsciously covered the speaker of his cell phone, even though the other party couldn't hear him at all.Because I was in a good mood, I even felt that the professional coursework at hand was much easier.

In the class, Wu Jiyong, as the speaker of the group, did a good job in the presentation.He himself was also very satisfied. After getting off the podium, he nestled in the last row, secretly reading Zhou Zhi's text messages to him.

Just after pressing send, I heard the two boys in front of me whispering.

"Do you know that Liu Yuqiao from before?"

"I know, it's the one who was stabbed in the ass by the man."

The two secretly laughed, but the contempt and expression made Wu Jiyong's heart sink.

If it was the original him, maybe he didn't feel anything at all, and would even laugh with them, just like what he did to Liu Yuqiao.But now Wu Jiyong's thinking has changed. At that moment, he suddenly realized that his previous behavior seemed to be very wrong. What he did was really, too much.

This heavy emotion mixed with a little guilt continued to haunt him until the end of class, so much so that Zhou Zhi almost missed the call.

During the meal, Zhou Zhi asked a sentence twice, but Wu Jiyong didn't answer. He asked again, and Wu Jiyong came back to his senses, raised his head with an ah.

Zhou Zhi swallowed the food helplessly, and said, "What's going on today, I can't hear you when I talk to you, what happened?"

"No," Wu Jiyong subconsciously denied, he took a sip of the herbal tea with a guilty conscience, swallowed it and repeated, "It's nothing."

Putting down the emotions in his heart temporarily, Wu Jiyong chatted with Zhou Zhi for a while with a smile on his face, but the uneasiness deep in his heart never dissipated.

The two of them came in Zhou Zhi's car, but after dinner, the man offered to go around the nearby square with him, and Wu Jiyong nodded in agreement.

It was the evening of summer, and there were quite a few leisurely men, women and children gathered in the square.

When Wu Jiyong saw Zhou Zhi staring intently at a group of aunts dancing in the middle of the square, he couldn't help feeling a little funny: "Why do you keep looking at them and think they dance very well?"

Originally, I thought Zhou Zhi would deny it, but unexpectedly, the other party nodded seriously, and said with great interest: "Well, I haven't seen them very often, and I think they dance very energetically."

Wu Jiyong opened his mouth, but said nothing, and continued walking with Zhou Zhi.

When Zhou Zhi sent Wu Jiyong back to school, his mood was not as good as yesterday.Lying on the bed, Wu Jiyong looked at the ceiling sadly.

He pursues fame and fortune, and never misses any chance to compete for a place in the school.He doesn't have a good family, and a mother like He Shu can only be his stumbling block and a burden that he will never get rid of.

He wasn't such a good guy, and all the stuff he had to carry along was that bad.

Wu Jiyong felt that he was thinking too much, but he couldn't restrain himself from thinking about it.If one day, Zhou Zhi took him to visit his mother and found out that the other party was like that, if the other party found out what a snobby and mean person he was one day, would it...would it...

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhi asked with some doubts, the people around him were clearly not in the mood today.

Wu Jiyong dodged his gaze, slurred a few words, saying that he didn't sleep well.Zhou Zhi didn't say much and sent him back to school.

That night, Wu Jiyong suffered from insomnia.

In the morning, he woke up after a night of light sleep.

After a while, Wu Jiyong took out his mobile phone, found out Zhou Zhi's number, quickly typed a line, and then sent it quickly. After seeing the notification that the sending was successful, he immediately threw the phone away.

If it was a second later, he was afraid that he would regret it.

"I don't want to interfere with Liu Weirong's affairs anymore, so let's get together and break up."

The words in the text message are his real thoughts at the moment. He thought about it over and over again last night, and his dreams are all gray.

Even if Zhou Zhi doesn't mind, will the two of them be together in the future?Not necessarily, to be precise, it is unlikely that Zhou Zhi will come out for him.This road is too difficult to walk, it is better to give up now.

Having just been captured by Zhou Zhi, he was too uneasy and vacillating, so he finally made this decision.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Wouldn't it be nice to cut through the mess quickly and return to his original life as a straight man?I was afraid that I would get deeper and deeper, and eventually lose myself.

Wu Jiyong comforted himself like this, but he couldn't calm down the whole morning.

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