HistoryCrossing the border of both civil and military

Zhenwen looked at his phone, which was about to run out of battery. The time was 45:10 in the afternoon.He has been waiting here for [-] minutes, Zhenwu has not come down yet, the phone is running out of battery, and Zhenwu has not answered the phone.

The time jumped to 46:1, and he watched the time on the phone almost minute by minute like this. The screen of the phone went off and then turned on, and then turned off and turned on again.

It seemed that such repeated, thoughtless actions could distract him and make his worry less intense.

Now his brain seems to have lost the ability to think, just thinking over and over again: Zhenwu will come down in a while, wait a minute.

He was sitting less than ten meters from the entrance of the building, on a bench for the old man to rest his feet, his legs were shaking constantly, he stood up and turned around in a circle, and sat down again, the same mechanical movements were repeated. But no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to calm him down.

He once wanted to knock on the door layer by layer to ask, but found that he didn't even have the courage to knock on the first door.

If he knocked on the door and found that Zhenwu was simply taking care of the uncomfortable Gu Qian, would Zhenwu be angry because of his distrust like last time?

He still remembers Zhenwu's appearance that time, it didn't matter how jealous they were before, they just took it as a joke, their trust in each other turned those little jealousies into fun.

However, once such jealousy is mixed with distrust of each other, the taste will change and become bitter.That time he did have such a moment of distrust, such a short-term emotion was captured by the sensitive Zhenwu, that's why he was so angry, no, it was more disappointment than anger.

Zhenwen would rather Zhenwu be angry with him than to let him down on him.

If you knock on the door, what is there really?Although he kept trying to get rid of this far-fetched idea, it jumped into his mind again and again, maybe because this Gu Qian was a different existence to Zhenwu from other people, and he didn't know the existence of Gu Qian What it means to Zhenwu, he only knows that Gu Qian's existence always makes him very concerned.Because he has too many similarities with Zhenwu.

If they had anything, he wasn't sure he'd be able to control his temper and do things that hurt each other.

Therefore, he could only choose to wait here, until Zhenwu came down, and waited for Zhenwu to tell him what happened.

Finally, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, Zhenwen stood up, stared at the door, and heard the sound of his heart beating nervously.

Zhenwu came out from the door of the building with a gloomy face. He hurriedly took the mobile phone and while making a call, he ran to the side of the road and reached out to stop a taxi that just happened to be driving, got into it and walked away.

Zhenwen opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. It took less than 30 seconds from seeing Zhenwu come out to when he got into the taxi. Even so, he still had time to call Zhenwu to stop, but his voice was stuck in his throat. Here, watching Zhenwu leave just like that.

Maybe he was dialing his own number, maybe he saw himself dozens of calls and was about to call back.

Zhenwen looked down at the mobile phone with less than 5.00% battery left, the mobile phone was as quiet as the previous 10 minutes.

Zhenwu didn't call!

He didn't want to delay any longer. He was annoyed by his hesitation just now. Standing on the side of the road, he was about to stop a taxi when the phone's message sounded. go out.

Flipping through the information content of the phone, Zhenwen stared at the screen of the phone, clenched his teeth, and held the phone tightly with both hands, restraining his urge to throw the phone out.

It was Gu Qian who sent the message, and the content of the message was only a selfie photo.

The photo has no face, only two chests, both of which are bare, one of which is fair and thin, while the other has a darker complexion, with well-developed chest muscles, and a tooth mark is clearly visible on this chest.

The shortness of breath made Zhenwen a little dizzy, he took a deep breath, and dialed Gu Qian's phone with his numb fingers.

The phone rang twice before it was connected. There was a hoarse voice over there, and said lazily: "The response is very fast."

"Gu Qian, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It means what you saw!"

"I only saw one photo, I asked what you mean by taking this photo?"

"It's so obvious, you still don't understand?"

"Stop farting, which floor do you live on?"

"Why, do you want to come to Xingshi to question the crime?"

Zhenwen gritted his teeth and said, "I just don't want to curse people in the street."

"On the street? You asked me which floor I live on. Are you downstairs? Then, did you see Zhenwu leave?"

"Which floor do you live on?" Zhenwen spit out these four words from between his teeth.

There was a chuckle on the phone: "601"

Zhenwen hung up the phone, the hand holding the phone turned white.He went up to the sixth floor two steps at a time, and before he could knock on the door, the door was already opened.

Zhenwen rushed in and closed the door behind him.

He stared at Gu Qian who was standing not far from the door and stared at him intently. His shirt was only half buttoned, the top two buttons were missing, and one side of the skirt went out of his trousers.

The blush on his cheeks and the two faint hickey marks under his collar made people think about what happened to him just now.

Zhenwen's sanity collapsed, he raised his fist and punched Gu Qian's face that was still smiling, Gu Qian was beaten back three or four steps and fell to sit on the messy bed.

Before he got up from the bed, Zhenwen threw himself on him, put one knee on the bed, pressed down with half of his body, grabbed Gu Qian's clothes with both hands, and then punched three more times.

"You're right, Zhenwu, what did you do?" Zhenwen shouted and punched.

With his head tilted to one side and the corner of his mouth cracked, Gu Qian suddenly laughed, as if he was laughing so happily, Gu Qian coughed a little and said:

"You should ask what Zhenwu did to me, right?"

Zhenwen lifted Gu Qian's collar, leaned closer and said, "Zhenwu would never take a photo like this with you while he was awake. What did you do to him?"

In such a passive, even completely disadvantaged situation, Gu Qian's eyes were calm, and he looked at Zhenwen with a slight mockery: "Hmph, you seem to know him very well. Are you sure we are talking about the same person? "

"You want some more punches, don't you?"

Zhenwen's hands tightened, and Gu Qian's collar was already tightly attached to his neck. Gu Qian, who was slightly pulled up by Zhenwen, looked like a big doll, completely giving up struggling and resistance, looking at Looking into Zhenwen's eyes, he said:

"What am I doing? Can't you guess? You are angry, then, just strangle me!"

Zhenwen's anger swelled even more after seeing Gu Qian's disapproving expression.He jumped out of bed, grabbed Gu Qian's clothes, and threw him off the bed to the ground. The impact was so violent that Gu Qian couldn't help curling up and hugging his stomach.

Zhenwen followed to make up his feet, while Gu Qian hugged his body and lay on his side on the ground, still showing no resistance.

Zhenwen turned Gu Qian over, pulled his hair, stretched out his hand and squeezed his face hard, forcing Gu Qian to face his eyes:

"I know you want to die, you can die quietly by yourself, just don't provoke me, let alone provoke Zhenwu, if I see you appearing around him again, I will make you die even if you want to die! !"

Gu Qian's face was slightly deformed because of the hair being pulled. Although his tone and expression didn't show the slightest fear, he still pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a vague voice: "Don't scare me, I'm so scared."

Facing Gu Qian like this, Zhenwen had nowhere to vent his anger. He let go of his hand suddenly, and let Gu Qian fall back to the ground with a violent collision sound. Zhenwen stood up and looked at Gu Qian who was lying there motionless. Submerged, I actually had the feeling that I was stained with something terrible.

"You are not sick, you are crazy!" Zhenwen slowly retreated to the door, looking at this small room that Tian Weicheng said could be lived in. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the light coming in from this room was only so small. Bit by bit, the light is now falling on Gu Qian's face.Zhenwen had a creepy feeling, as if the person lying there was already a dead person, and this room was his coffin.

Zhenwen opened the door and rushed out, looking at such a person, in such a room, if he stayed any longer, he would suffocate!

Zhenwen ran downstairs and ran into the bright sunshine outside, feeling as if he had come back from another world.

Who did Zhenwu provoke?

Thinking of Zhenwu, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the black screen that had been turned off. Zhenwen suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

He foolishly waited outside for half an hour, making phone calls over and over again, but he didn't have the courage to go up to face Zhenwu.

Such a hesitant look is not like him at all. Where is that Wang Zhenwen who used to have no scruples and never rushed forward without thinking about the result?What made him like this?When did he start to look like this?

Putting the phone in his pocket, he looked at the street. It seemed that he was not very far from the law school. He could vaguely see the gate of the college. He dragged his weak legs towards the gate of the college. From there, he could probably Find your way home.

A fact that had popped up countless times and he didn't want to admit made him feel panic again: he was so different from Zhenwu.

Slowly savoring the details of being with Zhenwu, since they confessed to each other, he seems to have been certain of the twists and turns along the way, he likes Zhenwu, this is the only thing he is sure of, and Zhenwu also likes him , that was all he cared about.

As for everything else, it seems that Zhenwu can handle it. He just hides under Zhenwu's arms and enjoys the warm care he brings to himself.

He never asked Zhenwu if this kind of getting along was what he wanted, until this way became their habit of getting along, Zhenwu got used to it, and he got used to it, no one thought about changing it.

Although the differences between them popped up time and time again, he also chose to ignore them, and paralyzed himself with the idea that as long as they were in love, it would be fine.

He always clamored to be independent and didn't want to rely too much on Zhenwu, but he never really worked hard for this.Those superficial behaviors are really childish and ridiculous when you think about it now.

Even if he is like this, Zhenwu can tolerate him time and time again, and never put his feelings on himself, except last time.Thinking about it now, everything Zhenwu does seems to be based on him, but he didn't think about Zhenwu's feelings before doing things.He felt that living in this way under the protection of Zhenwu, everything was as it should be.

Gu Qian's words just now: "Are you sure we are talking about the same person?" echoed in my mind over and over again.

Zhenwu really has a side that he doesn't understand, but he never thought about it.

And he, becoming more and more dependent on such Zhenwu, began to worry about gains and losses, and began to fear that such a goodness would disappear one day, perhaps, his subconscious had long known that he would take it all out sooner or later. one day.

Back at the residence, looking at the window of their house, Zhenwu should have arrived home, the sweat on his body was blown by the wind, he felt a little cold on his body, now he really wants to hug Zhenwu, even if Zhenwu knows that he just did it I was angry with him, and he admitted it.

However, when he opened the door, the room was empty, and Zhenwu hadn't come back yet.Why hasn't Zhenwu come back yet?Naturally, there was no answer to this question, and he had no interest in imagining the answer himself.

Zhenwen plugged the phone into the charger, threw himself on the bed, and looked at the pieces of glass on the chandelier on the roof. It was not until his eyes became sore that he remembered that the phone hadn't been turned on yet.

After the phone was fully turned on, a message from an unfamiliar phone number popped up: "You wait for me at home, don't go anywhere. There is something wrong here, I will go back later, I need to figure it out, wait for me to go back, tell me slowly You. Also, call this number if you have something to do."

Is it Zhenwu?Although it was an unfamiliar phone number, the tone of voice belonged to Zhenwu.

Do you want to call back and ask him?But Zhenwu said there was something wrong, since there was something wrong, let's forget it.

Zhenwen replied to the message: "OK."

Then, he put down his phone and continued to look at the glazed lamp on the roof.

The author has something to say:

I will be in shifts today, there will be activities tomorrow night, and I will rest tomorrow.

In fact, when I wrote yesterday's chapter, I couldn't help but write it down.

The music of Xia Yuhao's confession being rejected has been looping endlessly, my heart hurts! !

But I still have to write, after all, I have been laying the groundwork since a long time ago, I can't, I gave up halfway like this.

As long as you firmly believe and absolutely HE, it will be fine! !