My dead ghost husband is still alive

I intercepted the love letter without authorization and tore it up, not only did I not feel any guilt after being discovered, but I even had the face to ask you what you want to do!

Zhou An's eyes were burning with anger: "You ask me what to do? Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"What do you want to say?" Zhong Lin sat upright, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Why did you do this?" Zhou An suppressed his unhappiness and warned himself that he was in the classroom now, so don't argue with this unreasonable man.

But he couldn't bear it no matter what, the feeling of being disrespected, even if it was based on love, made people very sad.

"I'm stingy." Zhong Lin turned his head away and supported his face with his palms.

"I'm stingy too!" Zhou An growled at him, "Can you care about my feelings?"

Zhong Lin turned around with a surprised expression, probably because he didn't expect Zhou An to care so much: "I'm sorry, please calm down quickly and don't get emotional."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to stroke Zhou An's chest.

"Get out!" Zhou An waved him away, turned around and sat down in his seat, trying to calm down.

Although this matter is very important, your own life is more important.

"That, Zhou An." The Wen Jing deskmate next door, who had a particularly low sense of presence, poked Zhou An's arm: "Don't be angry, although his actions are excessive, he should just care about you."

"You don't understand." Facing the tablemate, Zhou An's tone eased a lot.

"No, my brother did the same to me." The deskmate pursed his lips and complained: "Every time a girl gives me something, he will confiscate it and warn me not to fall in love."

"Why is your brother like this?" Zhou An frowned, with a bad suspicion in his heart: "Does your brother have any objections to you? Is he your own brother?"

"Ah? That's right, dear brother, he has no problem with me, he just cares about me." The deskmate nodded firmly: "He is afraid that I will fall in love early and ruin my future."

"Silly boy, puppy love won't ruin your future. It's your own self-control that ruins your future. Puppy love won't take the blame." Zhou An pouted, because he was also a puppy love himself, and there was no possibility of delaying his studies at all. I want to work harder and be a better person.

"Maybe." The deskmate nodded: "Hey, aren't you angry?"

The young man behind pricked up his ears, overhearing the whispering of the two little boys in front.

"Being angry with someone like him is purely self-inflicted, why should I be angry..." Zhou An thought to himself, if he was really serious with him, he would have broken up a long time ago: "Finish the questions, don't think about those useless things. thing."

Zhong Lin looked at Wang Shuo, who had pricked up his ears like himself, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Is it me that useless things are talking about?"

"Pfft..." Wang Shuo covered his mouth tightly and shook his head desperately: "I don't know, I don't know anything." What I thought in my heart was that Mr. Zhong would do such a low-level thing to intercept Zhou An's plan. The love letter, it was torn up!

Tsk tsk tsk, shame on a man.

After school, a heart-shaped thing was stuffed into Zhou An's pocket from behind: "I'll pay you a letter, don't be angry, okay?"

Zhou An touched his pocket, took it out and took a look, the fold was quite nice: "Wang Shuo folded it, right?"

"Is this possible?" Zhong Lin said, "I broke it myself, and I'm not handicapped."

"Oh, okay." Zhou An murmured in his heart, you may be brain-dead, and then said: "This is not a question of paying me a letter, you are such a smart person, you have a clear mind, you just rely on... willful .”

Everyone knows what to rely on.

"Nothing." Zhong Lin said.

"Too lazy to talk to you." Zhou An said, carrying his schoolbag and walking outside.

"An'an." Zhong Lin stood up and chased after him.

There was no one in the classroom at this time, Zhou An didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the letter in his hand fell under his feet.

He looked back and didn't pick it up.

Zhong Lin watched Zhou An continue to move forward, and stopped in place, unable to keep up with him, even his eyes and soul.

It was as if that letter blocked everything.

He bent down to pick it up, held it in his hand and looked at it several times.

"Zhou An, I'm not as cruel as you..." When he was angry, he could just walk away, and ignore him, he couldn't do it.

Walking to the school gate, Zhou An found that Zhong Lin hadn't followed, and knew in his heart that the other party might also be upset.

He sighed, this is not a question of being happy, but a question of the other party's view of love.If it wasn't for Wang Li's notification today, I probably wouldn't know many things for the rest of my life.

It's such a bad feeling to be held back.

Taking out the phone, Zhou An dialed Zhong Lin's cell phone number.

After picking it up: "Do you plan to tell me about it? When you think the time has come."

"Yes." There came a low voice from over there, a voice that seemed lost.

"Then I forgive you, but don't live up to my forgiveness, I really care, I care a lot about what you take me for, Zhong Lin..." Zhou An said with a choked sob at the end.

"I'm sorry, don't be unhappy, I was wrong... Please." Zhong Lin stood behind him with a terrified expression.

"..." Zhou An heard his voice, put down his phone and turned to look at him: "Zhong Lin?"

Seeing this expression on Zhong Lin's face for the first time, Zhou An's heart ached, and then continued to throb: "Why..." He murmured, why did it have to be like this?

"I'm too scared, I'm not the best..." Zhong Lin gripped the phone tightly and stopped near Zhou An.

"No one is the best." Zhou An shook his head, feeling that he couldn't understand his feelings, but he was willing to understand him: "I want to tell you, I don't want the best person, I just want you, even if you start over We're still together even when our feet are broken."

And when he wants to be together, he can be honest with each other and respect each other, which is actually not difficult at all.

"What if I can't do it?" Zhong Lin said, "I can't let them come in front of you, and I can't let you see those sweet words, that's just the kind of person I am."

"Then you are really annoying." Zhou Anbian said, not knowing what emotion to use to face him.

"I hate it." Zhong Lin rolled his eyes and said.

"Am I the only one working hard? Give me an answer." Zhou An clenched his fist and walked up to him to ask the final question. This answer is very important. As long as he dares to say yes, this matter will not be let go .

"How do you feel? Is that so?" Zhong Lin also clenched his fists and said, "I thought you knew me better than me."

Even if it is the part that he cannot forgive, the other party can understand well and feel his feelings well.

In fact, it is not only Zhou An who is doted on, the person who needs to rely most on is this person in front of him.

"Then do I deserve to be mad at you?" Zhou An was angry, without a single attitude, not even a word of coaxing!

When it comes to the critical moment, the other party is more like a little publicity than myself, and I am the one who gives in every time!

Why is it so hard to be someone else's boyfriend!

"I apologized, and I also said that you can do whatever you want." Zhong Lin's arrogance softened, because he was afraid that Zhou An would be really angry, and it would be bad for his health: "Don't be angry, I'll go back and cook for you."

"Rare!" Zhou An growled.

"Let's talk about it when we get home..." Zhong Lin dodged, stretched out his hand cautiously to grab his wrist, and walked towards the parking place.

The appearance of refraining from oil and salt, the virtue of knowing that it is wrong but resolutely unwilling to change, this is already the most stubborn and unchangeable point of the other party, it is nature!

Zhou An didn't think he could change the other party anymore. He sat in the co-pilot and tried his best to enlighten himself, don't be as knowledgeable as him.

"I'm sorry, do you want to hit me? Or scold me, vent it as you like." Zhong Lin moved his face closer and hit Zhou An.

"Get out!" Zhou An didn't hit him, and didn't bother to scold him, it was useless.

"Then don't be angry, I feel bad too..." He drove the car without much expression on his face, which was his habit.

He is used to not showing his emotions on his face, but hiding them deep in his eyes, so that no one will know.

"You're uncomfortable." Zhou An said, his outward anger came and went quickly, and he didn't hide it in his heart.

"It's true," he said.

When I got home, Zhou An's emotions basically passed: "I'll brush up the questions, wash me some fruits, thank you."

"Don't be so polite, I'm panicking." Zhong Lin said coolly, took out some grapes from the refrigerator, washed them in the kitchen and gave them to him: "Zhou An'an, you don't love me anymore?"

"I love you." Zhou An walked quickly with the brush in his hand.

When the man turned around and entered the kitchen, he lay down on the table and sighed helplessly.

Eat dinner in silence, take a bath in silence, go to bed in silence.

Zhou An turned around, hugged Zhong Lin's waist silently, and stretched his palms down three ways, only feeling the other party's stiffness, and then slowly grabbed his hand: "Stop making trouble, go to sleep."

"Miss you." Zhou An Fang went back with a firm attitude.

"I don't believe it." Zhong Lin said.

"Really." Zhou An used actions to convince him.

"That's good... let's stop talking about this matter, okay?" Zhong Lin turned around and hugged him. Fiery kisses fell densely on his forehead, eyes, and the mouth that hurt the most.

"it is good."

And the hand that threw away his love letter: "I wrote it to you very seriously, not to compensate for anything, what else can I compensate, everything about me is yours...don't you understand?"

There was a tingling pain in his hand, and Zhou An nodded again and again to make it clear: "I didn't throw it away on purpose, but I couldn't bear to pick it up." He was angry.

"Then I forgive you." Zhong Lin pressed him down, unbuttoned each other's clothes, and kissed his sweet-speaking mouth: "Tell me you love me again, I want to hear you say you love me."

"Okay, I love you, love you, love you...my Zhong Lin." His stubborn, bad-tempered lover, childish lover.