After I died, I became Zha Gong's favorite

Before Gu Qingfeng could react, Cheng Jinnian dragged him into the room.

Cheng Jinnian looked at his dull face and said, "What? You don't want to be with me?"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head immediately, "No...don't want to."

"Oh?" Cheng Jinnian curled the corner of his lower lip, "That's what I thought."

No matter how you listened to these words, it was a bit ambiguous, Gu Qingfeng's face flushed a little, Cheng Jinnian took his hand and walked to the bedside, hooked his chin and kissed him.

The extremely gentle kiss made Gu Qingfeng breathless.

Gu Qingfeng grabbed Cheng Jinnian's pajamas with both hands, and because he grabbed a button too hard, a large piece of skin was exposed, and Gu Qingfeng was stunned.

Cheng Jinnian let him go, looked at himself, and said with a smile, "It's so wild."

Gu Qingfeng pushed him, and spread out his palm to show him the button he grabbed, "Which pajamas are these, the quality is too bad."

Cheng Jinnian ignored the embarrassment on his face, took the button from his hand, and said, "I will keep this one carefully."

After speaking, he hugged Gu Qingfeng's waist and lay down. The moment he lay down, Gu Qingfeng tightly closed his eyes, waiting for Cheng Jinnian's next move.

But he closed his eyes and waited for 5 minutes, but he still didn't come.

He opened his eyes suddenly and found that the person lying next to him was actually asleep.

Gu Qingfeng bit her lips, and whispered, "Am I that unattractive? In fact, I'm ready."

He didn't realize that just after he finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly showed a very shallow smile.

Gu Qingfeng was quite sleepy at first, but just now being teased by Cheng Jinnian, he couldn't sleep, and his heart was a little messed up.

After he tossed and turned for more than half an hour, the people around him finally moved and put their arms around his waist, "I can't bear to move around anymore."

Gu Qingfeng snorted coldly, and said, "Who the hell made you endure it?"

Cheng Jinnian opened his eyes, and his laughter gradually increased, "Baby, don't flirt with me, I'm not as honest as you look."

Gu Qingfeng glanced at him sideways, bit his lips and did not speak.

Cheng Jinnian reached out and rubbed his lips, "Don't bite, it's not that I don't want you, it's that I don't have anything at hand now, and I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

"I thought you didn't want to."

Cheng Jinnian put his arms around his waist and said, "Do you think I won't want to?"

Gu Qingfeng's body seemed to be frozen suddenly, and he didn't dare to move.

After a long while, Cheng Jinnian kissed him on the forehead and said, "Sleep, sweetie."

Later, Gu Qingfeng really didn't bother, and fell asleep obediently.

The next day, it was almost noon when he woke up, and Cheng Jinnian was no longer at home.

But he did leave a note.

——Baby, I went to the company and left you breakfast, remember to eat it.

After reading it, Gu Qingfeng carefully put the note in a notebook.

He got up and took a shower, and before he had time to eat breakfast, his phone rang.

Seeing that it was Cheng Jinnian on the phone, Gu Qingfeng picked it up with a smile.

"Hey."

"Are you up?"

"Well, ready to eat."

"Ah."

"Just huh?"

Cheng Jinnian smiled over there, and said, "You want to hear what I have to say? Do you want to eat obediently, baby?"

Through the phone, Gu Qingfeng blushed, "Who wants to listen to this, I'm not a child."

"Okay, let's go to dinner first, I have a meeting, if you have nothing to do, don't go out and wander around, wait at home for me to get off work."

Gu Qingfeng obediently agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qingfeng went to eat, and after eating a few mouthfuls, the phone rang again.

This time it was not Cheng Jinnian but Cheng Dingyan.

Thinking of the tragic situation where Cheng Dingyan was taken away by Cheng Nuo last night, Gu Qingfeng began to comfort him as soon as he came up, "Are you okay when you went back last night?"

Cheng Dingyan lay naked on the bed, putting aside the tearing pain behind him, as if nothing happened.

So he said to Gu Qingfeng, "I'm fine, but are you okay?"

"What can I do? I'm eating. Have you eaten?"

Cheng Dingyan said truthfully, "Not yet, I haven't gotten up yet."

Gu Qingfeng laughed and said half-jokingly, "The battle was quite intense last night."

Cheng Dingyan didn't refute this at all, and even said generously, "It's very intense."

After finishing speaking, before Gu Qingfeng finished being shy, he said again, "I called you because I have something serious to say."

"Well, you said."

"Lu Qingcheng committed suicide last night."

The chopsticks that Gu Qingfeng was holding fell to the ground after hearing the news.

"What did you say?"

"Gu Qingfeng committed suicide last night, don't be surprised and listen to me."

"Well, you said."

"not dead."

For some reason, Gu Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you gasping for breath when you speak, who are you trying to scare to death?"

Cheng exhorted, "That man treated you like this, I thought you would be happy if he died."

"No." Gu Qingfeng said calmly, "He can't die yet."

Cheng Dingyan hummed, and said, "Don't worry, she didn't die, she was rescued."

"How did you know?"

"You don't have to worry about this. I just want to tell you about it. Didn't Zhou leave early last night?"

Gu Qingfeng froze for a moment, then said, "Yes."

"That's right." Cheng Ding said, "It's because Gu Qingcheng committed suicide that he left. It seems that he doesn't want Gu Qingcheng to die now."

Gu Qingfeng thought of the previous life, that person's deep affection for Gu Qingcheng, and suddenly said, "Maybe they still have feelings for each other."

The two of them talked a few more words, Gu Qingfeng heard Cheng Dingyan's side was suddenly noisy, and then Cheng Dingyan said goodbye to him, and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qingfeng didn't have much appetite for dinner, so he finished the porridge and cleared the dining table.

in the hospital.

As soon as Lu Qingcheng opened his eyes, he saw this man standing beside the bed as cold as ice and snow.

He opened his mouth, his throat was dry and hoarse due to lack of water, and he was speechless.

The man suddenly had a good intention, took a glass of water and came over, helped him sit down and carefully fed him to drink.

After Lu Qingcheng finished drinking, his eyes became sour, and a tear instantly overflowed from his eye socket and flowed down.

"Thank you."

Zhou Qian sneered, pulled the chair beside him and sat by the hospital bed, staring at him for a while without blinking.

Gu Qingcheng was a little flustered when he saw him. Thinking of the stupid things he did last night, he was a little afraid that Zhou Qian would settle accounts with him, so he couldn't help but admit his mistake and apologize first, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Qian raised his hand and stroked the hair on his forehead, and said, "It's been so long, why haven't you learned how to behave?"

Now Gu Qingcheng was very afraid that Zhou Qian would talk to him in this tone, so his already pale face became even paler with fright.

"Sorry, I won't dare in the future."

"Don't you dare?"

Zhou Qian smiled, slipped his hand from his forehead to the tip of his nose and lips, and then pinched his injured wrist.

Lu Qingcheng always knew that he was not a good person, but for him, no matter how bad he was, he couldn't ignore his parents.

Ever since he knew his parents were locked up by Zhou Qian yesterday, he always wanted to see Zhou Qian and begged him to let them go.

During this period of time, Zhou Qian's cruel things to him made him gradually sober up a lot, so he gained some conscience.

If Zhou Qian hurt him, just hurt him, anyway, he died, he didn't want to struggle anymore, but his parents were innocent.

But Zhou Qian was too cold-blooded, no matter how much he begged him, he would not agree.

He wasn't even entitled to see them.

That's why he thought of suicide.

It wasn't to threaten Zhou Qian, he really wanted to die. The moment the glass cut his wrist, he felt that the whole world was liberated.

He doesn't regret everything he has done, because he knows that even if he regrets, it will be useless.

Zhou Qian's hand squeezed his wrist that had just been stitched up, and the pain came all of a sudden, making Lu Qingcheng almost forget to breathe.

Since when did he actually fall in love with this pain.

Zhou Qian stared angrily, looked at him, and said, "Do you still want to die?"

Lu Qingcheng shook his head, and said in a crying voice, "I don't want to...don't want to..."

Zhou Qian heard his words, but didn't let him go immediately. He retracted his fingers forcefully, and twisted the wound fiercely. Blood overflowed the gauze and flowed down Zhou Qian's fingers.

Gu Qingfeng was sweating profusely from the pain, his breathing gradually became unstable, and he passed out all of a sudden.

Zhou Qian felt that he had finally suffered enough, so he lightly let go of his fingers and rang the call bell for the hospital bed.

When the doctor came in, he saw that Zhou Qian's hands were still dripping with blood, and the hospital bed was also stained red with blood.

The doctor originally thought that Zhou Qian was injured and came up to treat him.

Zhou Qian dodged his hand all of a sudden, and said indifferently, "It's not me, it's him."

Only then did the doctor see that Gu Qingcheng's gauze-wrapped wrist had already been blurred with blood so that he couldn't see its real appearance.

Zhou Qian couldn't help but said angrily, "What are you looking at, if you don't deal with it quickly, do you really want him to die?"

The doctor didn't know what happened, but his intuition told him that this bloody wrist had something to do with the serious and cold man in front of him.

But he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to speak, so he could only lower his head silently to deal with the wound.

Looking at the twisted appearance of the sutured wound, even the sutured thread has torn the original flesh again.

The doctor gasped, thinking how painful it was.

Because the sutures have to be removed and re-sutured, it takes longer to process than the last bandage.

Zhou Qian didn't leave the ward from the beginning to the end, and kept staring at the doctor. Halfway through the doctor wanted to use anesthetics, but Zhou Qian refused, "He passed out, what can he feel?"

I can say that anytime, but it still hurts.

The doctor didn't dare to say this, so he could only obey silently. After all, this man looked too scary.