I heard the king is dumb

An Luo lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

The time from yesterday to now is more exciting than the half month I have spent. I ate the hot pot that I hadn’t seen for many years, and my stomach fell ill again. I finally ate food at home other than takeaway. The most important thing is yesterday. In the evening, I actually finished a piece of music.I didn’t deliberately or force it, just played it like this, changed it, and the song was completed before I knew it. It should be a good song with lyrics, and the style is melodious. A feeling of soaring in the wilderness of the universe.

I really want to sing...

An Luo tried to make a little noise, but to no avail...

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told him that his voice had healed physically, and if he still couldn't make a sound, it was his own psychological problem.

In other words, it's not that he can't sing but that he doesn't want to sing.

He was originally an orphan without father and mother, and he had no worries in this world. Only the sea of ​​stars became his only attachment in this world.

My mind went back to that accident. It was an ocean of stars, but it turned into a purgatory on earth in an instant.But I am powerless standing on the stage. I am like a demon summoning death and suffering, pushing the person I love the most into the abyss. Life itself is safe and sound, An Luo, what are you doing!

The tight pain in his chest made him breathless. He got up and drank a glass of water to feel better. Leaning back against the bed, he took out his mobile phone to watch today's news.

The turmoil of that concert has already subsided, the murderer has been arrested and brought to justice, the matter has gradually settled down, and everything seems to be resolved, but the dirty truth hidden behind the matter has bloomed a coquettish flower in one's heart.

"Boom, boom, boom!" No more, no less three times, like a rhythmic one, two, one.

what!Want to ask but can't speak.

The other party also knew that he could not answer, so he opened the door and walked in after 1 minute.

Seeing what Zhong Yi was holding, An Luo frowned slightly.

"Why are you taking medicine?"

Meeting someone who can lip-talk is actually easier than typing.

Zhong Yi walked up to him and handed the medicine and water to him.

"Take medicine!"

This person must be sick. In the first two days, the most I communicated with him was what to eat and what not to eat. Did he hire a bodyguard or invite a master?

An Luo gave him a blank stare.

"Don't eat, you go away!"

Zhong Yi didn't move, he still maintained the action of delivering the medicine, and even got a little closer.

"Take medicine!"

"You're fucking sick! I don't eat, do you hear me!"

Zhong Yi looked at An Luo who was glaring angrily, and watched him swearing silently while baring his teeth and claws, suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little cute, so he didn't hold back, and smiled.

He actually laughed, and the person in front of him was scolded and laughed by himself. The smile was very shallow, like a soft feather scraping An Luo's heart back and forth twice, making his whole heart itchy.Suddenly, I feel a little embarrassed to change An Luo!

It seems that this is how it came from.

An Luo straightened her back and said word by word: "Laughing fart!"

"That's right, I'm laughing at you."

Before An Luo could react, his back and knees suddenly ached, and Zhong Yi clamped him to the corner of the bed.His legs were pinned down and he couldn't use his strength. His hands were held behind his back, and only his head could move.

He stared at Zhong Yi dead, and the other stared at him, and the two were deadlocked in this strange posture.

It was Zhong Yi who lost the stalemate this time.

"Open your mouth." Although it was still an order, the tone was much gentler.

An Luo resisted with her eyes, not open!

He felt much more force in his knees and wrists.

"You fucking..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a bitterness in his mouth, and a pill was fed into it.You can't scold even if you scold, An Luo simply shut up, tilting his head, not looking at Zhong Yi.

The medicine melts slowly in the mouth.

Depend on!so bitter......

Zhong Yi looked at the medicine in his hand, as well as several capsules and tablets, and then at An Luo who turned his face away, sighing softly in his heart.

Very bad tempered!

An Luo thought that this would be a protracted battle. Anyway, his posture must be more comfortable than Zhong Yi's now. If there is a stalemate, it will be a stalemate, and he will not lose.

When An Luo's jaw hurt, he was turned away, the dark eyes in front of him suddenly enlarged, his lips cooled, his teeth were pried open, a stream of liquid flowed into his mouth, his jaw was slightly lifted, and the liquid slid down his throat In the belly, An Luo watched the handsome face in front of her slowly move away from her in shock, filled the medicine into her mouth and took a sip of water pouring over her again, the familiar cool feeling lingered on her lips.But this time there was something different, the other party obviously didn't know that An Luo didn't clenched his teeth in shock, he still made a gesture to pry lightly but accidentally bumped into something soft...

An Luo:......

Zhong Yi:......

An Luo watched Zhong Yi pack up his things, and left without changing his face, leaving herself on the bed feeling the five thunderbolts, the sky turned upside down.

Unexpectedly, it was not disgusting... On the contrary, it was so flustered.

An Luo, you don't know how to accompany yourself with a few glasses of wine!

Now it's really going to suffer...

Zhong Yi cleaned the cup and put it on the plate. The scene just now flashed in his mind. He shook his head gently to forget everything. After all, he has received professional training, and concentration is very important to them. Zhong Yi adjusted his mood, He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, those people were still waiting downstairs in the morning.

The singer seems to have really gotten into trouble.

Zhong Yi picked up the garbage he had just packed and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, a man in courier clothes came over.The brim of his hat was pressed a little low, and Zhong Yi couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"This is Mr. An Luo's courier, please sign for it."

He pretended to knock on the door again, but Zhong Yi calmly stopped him.

"Give it to me, he's in a bad state of mind and just fell asleep."

The person who took the courier hesitated for a moment and handed the courier to Zhong Yi.After confirming that the person had left, Zhong Yi directly opened the courier package. He had already smelled the smell of blood just now, and in front of him was a dead duck with its neck cut off and its body mutilated with blood.

The dark eyes became more intense, he took out the bigger bag that was placed in the garbage bag in advance, put the courier and the box into the garbage bag, pressed the elevator, finished everything, went back to the apartment, and settled down There was still no movement in the room.

Zhong Yi didn't care, he poured himself a cup of tea, came to sit by the floor-to-ceiling window, leaned sideways against the wall, took out his mobile phone and began to scan information, and kept watching the movements of those people outside the window from time to time.

Obviously, the people delivering the courier are not the same group of people who are watching outside. It should be those black fans who are threatening the courier. There is nothing to be afraid of. What Zhong Yi is worried about is the people outside.

After brushing his teeth for countless times, An Luo finally let himself go. He lay on the sofa on the balcony and read a magazine. His glasses stared at the picture on the page motionlessly, but the magnified handsome face played in a loop in his head. and the touch between the lips.

An Luo was a little hot, so he went to the toilet and took a cold shower. After coming out, he was a little thirsty. After he drank an unknown number of glasses of water, his restless heart finally calmed down a little.

Lying in bed looking at the ceiling, distracted...

It's unscientific, it's really unscientific, that pervert touched him once, and he asked him to cut off his children and grandchildren, but that person really kissed him, but he didn't do anything.

You should beat him up, even if you can't beat him...

Thinking about An Luo, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Hungry in his stomach, he decided to go out to eat after hesitating for a long time.

The living room was quiet, and without Zhong Yi, An Luo's nervous heart relaxed a lot. There was a suitcase at the door, if it wasn't hers, it was Zhong Yi's.

An Luo just remembered that she didn't seem to tell him where to live, or else she would throw the suitcase out, and then tell Jiang Cheng that the bodyguard bullied his master and resigned him.

The moment the door was closed, An Luo scolded herself as a jerk in her heart.This room was originally used for Xiaofang to rest temporarily. Xiaofang has his own house, so he doesn't live here.In fact, before that incident, An Luo didn't go home very often. He held concerts, participated in various programs, and recorded songs all night. The home was not like a home. He caught a glimpse of the food left by Zhong Yi on the table. There is an illusion that the fireworks in the world are ordinary.

He can at least cook.

He took a bite of the food and it tasted okay. It should be because he was afraid that An Luo would waste it, so he didn't keep much. When he finished the last bite of the food, he still had some unsatisfactory thoughts. There was an insulated lunch box next to him. An Luo opened it, and inside it was It is a bowl full of millet porridge.

Millet porridge nourishes the stomach.

Such a sentence suddenly came to An Luo's mind, making An Luo's heart skip a beat.

After walking in the dry desert for a long time, even a little nectar can become a gurgling spring. It must be that I have not experienced these simple concerns for a long time, so I can magnify this little bit of duty into intention.

He just raised his hand.

An Luo ate up a bowl of porridge in the middle of her thoughts.

The sound of "Didi" opening the door made An Luo startled, and accidentally dropped the spoon in his hand to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, heard the sound of footsteps getting closer, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a pair of feet, wearing white socks, followed by dark blue denim, then a pure white T-shirt, and then Zhong Yi That handsome face.

An Luo's heart skipped a beat.

He got up quickly, put down the spoon, and wanted to go back to the room quickly, but he tightened his wrist and was caught again.

Why does this person like arresting people so much? Are you a policeman?

An Luo met Shang Zhong Yi's eyes, just about to get angry, but the man gestured for the bowls and chopsticks on the table with his eyes.

"Received!"

An Luo:......

It's frustrating, but, well...

An Luo tidied up the bowls and chopsticks at his fastest speed. He saw Zhong Yi put the freshly bought ingredients into the refrigerator one by one. Zhong Yi sorted them carefully but his movements were a little rusty. Obviously, he didn't do these things often. people.

After An Luo finished packing, she leaned to one side and watched this person blatantly, seeing him read the instructions one by one, and put each one in a different position, and soon the empty refrigerator was filled to the brim.

Feels like home again...

Unknowingly, the corners of the mouth that had been raised for a long time couldn't help but turn up slightly, but An Luo didn't know it.

Ding dong, WeChat notification tone.

“Make your own dinner”

An Luo left these words and went back to the room, Zhong Yi frowned slightly.

Sure enough, after a while, An Luo changed her clothes, walked out with the car keys in her hand, and planned to go out.

"Where are you going?"

An Luo was in a good mood just now, but it doesn't mean that he is happy to be investigated now.

He turned back and said seriously, speaking quickly: "Where you go has nothing to do with you, you can get off work today, cook something delicious yourself, don't follow me."

Sure enough, Zhong Yi was stunned, as if he couldn't keep up with the speed of An Luo's lips.

After An Luo put on her shoes, Zhong Yi's voice came from behind her.

"Your health is best not to drink."

Pressing down on the doorknob with five fingers, sure enough, Xiao Fang told him all about her itinerary. Ever since she was discharged from the hospital, An Luo was used to going to the bar for a few drinks every day.

In fact, a few drinks were enough to make him completely drunk.

It's good to be drunk, because when you're drunk, you can't remember the disgusting things you did.

You really care a little too much.

Everything can be compromised, except this.

An Luo opened the door and left.

Left Zhong Yi silently watching the closed door.

He has a bad temper and is not obedient, but such a person is inexplicably distressing.