boyfriend he is a snail

Two days later, Gu Xiaolou's body gradually improved, and his spirit recovered a lot.

When he woke up this morning, Fu Mingcheng didn't get up early as usual, but stared at him with a look that he couldn't understand.

Gu Xiaolou rubbed his eyes in a daze, to make sure that he read correctly.

"What’s wrong with you..."

Fu Mingcheng's face became a bit complicated, and he asked: "Do you think there are really two people who look similar but have no relationship in this world?"

He had a dream last night, a dream that seemed familiar.He couldn't tell if it had happened in real life or if it was just a figment of his imagination.

Rubbing Gu Xiaolou's hair with his palm, Fu Mingcheng thought for a moment, "I always feel like I've seen you before."

Gu Xiaolou's eyes widened, and he hesitated to answer: "I don't know..."

He was a little lost.

When he was a snail, he liked to hide behind the leaves and peek at Fu Mingcheng, day after day until he became a human.But now Fu Mingcheng said that he seems to have seen him before. Could it be that he has seen a snail that looks very similar to him?

Gu Xiaolou has been staying in the potted plant ever since he became conscious.Sometimes he also thinks about how he appeared, but this kind of doubt often lasts for a short time before he knows it.

The brain is chaotic, and there seems to be a vacancy.As long as he wanted to explore that vacancy, his whole body would feel uncomfortable and hurt everywhere.He was terrified of the pain, so he didn't dare to think about it any more, and he was at ease as a simple-minded, quiet little snail.

The little snail's most satisfying thing every day is probably peeping at Fu Mingcheng's work. This quiet and empty place is not only him, but also one more person.

During the lunch break, Fu Mingcheng flipped through Gu Wen'an's documents on the desk.

Gu Xiaolou was lying on the side, seeing this person whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his own, his brain seemed to be knocked hard by something invisibly.

Not frightened, but kind.

According to the information, Gu Wen'an has been in the entertainment circle since he was 17, but he is like an invisible person in this circle.In two years, I only took over three plays, two of which played insignificant supporting roles, and the whole show appeared in less than 10 minutes of small roles.And the third one is a costume drama that has crossed paths with Li Yan, playing the role of male number four. This role doesn't have many scenes, but it is more enjoyable. Later, this drama was not broadcast, and it is said that there were problems in the middle and the filming did not finish.

Since then, Gu Wen'an has disappeared in this circle for no reason, and no extra information about him can be found.Or his sense of existence is just a grain of sand in the circle, no one pays attention to him and no one remembers him.

That day, someone said that Gu Xiaolou looked familiar, so Anny asked the staff of the same crew as Gu Wenan.People who have been in contact with Gu Wen'an have a vague impression of him. The deepest memory is probably that this person is very clean and a little silly. In addition, he was young at that time, so the crew at that time liked him very much and regarded him as a younger brother to take care of.

Fu Mingcheng turned his gaze, and asked, "How do you feel about this person?"

Gu Xiaolou stared at it for a moment without speaking.

"Where's Li Yan?"

Frowning slightly, Gu Xiaolou pursed his lips slightly, "Hate...hate..."

The cute and cute appearance of the little snail made Fu Mingcheng laugh from the bottom of his heart, "Why do you hate it?"

He shook his head blankly, and moved his eyes to Gu Wen'an on the screen again, "Like...like..."

Fu Mingcheng patted Gu Xiaolou on the head, and turned off Gu Wen'an's information.

Gu Xiaolou had that dream again that made him unreal.

He kept chasing after the figure in his dream, but he couldn't find it.When he was about to give up, the man suddenly turned his head, still with those eyes, those eyes similar to his.

The four eyes met, and the figure suddenly ran towards him.

Gu Xiaolou suddenly opened his eyes from sleep, his heart skipped a beat.

Since Gu Xiaolou had a fever, Fu Mingcheng would come in from time to time to check whether he had covered himself with the quilt while he was resting.Just as Gu Xiaolou woke up from a dream, Fu Mingcheng happened to open the door and come in.

The blanket fell to the ground while struggling, Fu Mingcheng bent down to pick it up, and touched Gu Xiaolou's forehead with his palm, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Gu Xiaolou himself was also a little confused, he thought for a while, and said to Fu Mingcheng with some uncertainty: "Dream... to... myself..."

Fu Mingcheng "..." What else could he say if he was scared like this in his dream?So he stretched out his long arms and brought the little snail to him, patting him reassuringly.

Gu Xiaolou had lingering fears, and wrapped his hands around the man's waist.He buried his head there motionless, sniffing the scent of the other party, like a reassurance pill, his mood gradually calmed down.

But Fu Mingcheng felt that the situation was not good.

Through the shirt, I felt the hot breath spraying towards the waist and abdomen. It was hot and itchy, spreading from here.

Fu Mingcheng pushed Gu Xiaolou away from his body, cleared his throat, and stared at the top of Gu Xiaolou's head, "I'm ready to work, if you're bored, you can go to the editing room."

Only then did Gu Xiaolou back away shyly. He knew that Fu Mingcheng was good to him, but he was too embarrassed to occupy the other party's time.

Anny took Gu Xiaolou to the editing room to explain and then got busy with work.Now Hengmeng's employees, from the director to the sweeping aunt, all know that Mr. Fu has a little tail around him.

Those who talked about it behind their backs a while ago have been warned, but now few people dare to talk about it anymore.This retrospective Xiaolou appeared directly in front of him, arousing everyone's curiosity.

The people around him asked questions from left to right, and Gu Xiaolou was dizzy from hearing them.When there were too many people, he also became nervous. Not only did he speak slowly, but he also stuttered.

After replying a few words without thinking, Gu Xiaolou was attracted by the plot in the video and ignored the people around him.

With just a few words of feedback, the employees around him felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the little tail next to Mr. Fu.

In an instant, the rumors about what kind of nurturing and high-ranking position were self-defeating. The child was too young and had mental problems. He was probably the child of Mr. Fu's relatives.Who can find someone with a brain problem to fall in love with?Isn't it just asking for trouble?

Gu Xiaolou, a mentally handicapped child in everyone's eyes, watched TV with great interest, and when Anny came to pick him up, everyone watched him leave with friendly and compassionate eyes.

When Gu Xiaolou came out of the editing room, he became even more determined to make money from filming.After Fu Mingcheng finished listening to the secretary's report on the itinerary, he walked up to the man with bright and firm eyes, "I... want to... shoot..."

The last time Fu Mingcheng said he would consider it, but he didn't mention it to him in the past few days.

Fu Mingcheng and Gu Xiaolou played Tai Chi, "This matter can't be rushed, there must be a suitable opportunity."

Gu Xiaolou pouted, he listened to the other party's everything, so he had to calm down and wait slowly.

In the evening, the two went to the private restaurant for dinner again, Fu Mingcheng took good care of Gu Xiaolou, the boss saw it with a bewildered smile, and said to Fu Mingcheng earnestly: "It seems that this time it's really settled. "

Fu Mingcheng didn't admit it or deny it, he looked at Gu Xiaolou intently, and after receiving the other's response, the attachment in his eyes made him feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction, which he had never felt before.

Fu Mingcheng ironed the bowls and chopsticks for Gu Xiaolou, and served him some food.Gu Xiaolou is not picky about food, he seems to like to eat every kind of food, but every time he wants to pick up food somewhere, Fu Mingcheng is always one step ahead of him, and delivers the food to his bowl steadily, but he doesn't eat it himself A few mouthfuls.

The whole heart became very warm because of the man's actions. After dinner, he drove by the river, and Gu Xiaolou lay on the car window looking at the sparkling river.

Fu Mingcheng found a place to park the car, and took Gu Xiaolou for a walk along the river.

Someone was flying a kite in the square, seeing Gu Xiaolou staring at the kite, Fu Mingcheng bought one and stuffed it in Gu Xiaolou's hand.Gu Xiaolou studied novelty for a while, and then imitated others to pull up a kite and run along the river.

After tossing for several minutes, Fu Mingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and stood beside Gu Xiaolou, teaching Gu Xiaolou how to fly a kite.

Listening to Fu Mingcheng's words can always make him lose his mind, Gu Xiaolou raised his head slightly, the light yellow light from the street lamp shone on Fu Mingcheng's face, the man's cold outline softened slightly, his thin lips were not pursed like usual, he even wanted to Reach out and touch the shallow arc that evoked.

A lot of young people who came out for a walk gathered in the riverside square. As the flow of people gradually increased, more and more eyes stayed among Gu Xiaolou and the others.

One is clean and slender, the other is tall and stalwart, no matter which one it is, people can't take their eyes off it.Sensing that someone was going to take pictures of them with a mobile phone, Fu Mingcheng lowered his head and said to Gu Xiaolou, "Let's go back."

Gu Xiaolou hummed, he held the kite in one hand and was quickly led away by Fu Mingcheng in the other.

The kite is a big flying bird, Gu Xiaolou loves it very much, and thinks it is miraculous that this thing can fly in the sky, after all they snails can only crawl slowly on the ground.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaolou's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He exclaimed in a low voice, lightly grabbed Fu Mingcheng's clothes, and stammered, "I, I... let's go, change... fast...!"

Fu Mingcheng showed a faint smile, and rubbed Gu Xiaolou's hair with one hand, "Why did you only realize it now?"

Gu Xiaolou was so excited that he couldn't speak. When he got back to the apartment building, the first thing he did was to open the car door and go out, walking around a small open space non-stop.

Fu Mingcheng parked the car and walked beside him, Gu Xiaolou stopped, raised his head and smiled cheerfully at the man.

Fu Mingcheng unconsciously followed Gu Xiaolou with a smile, and the two stood in the garage stupidly, with no intention of leaving.

At night, Gu Xiaolou was very clingy, he followed Fu Mingcheng like a dog wherever he went.Fu Mingcheng almost bumped someone when he turned around.

Fu Mingcheng was helpless, "What do you do with me, go to bed so late."

In the end, Gu Xiaolou was driven back to the bedroom to sleep, and the body temperature of a person next to him was missing, and he tossed and turned.He repeatedly got up from the bed and looked in the direction of the study, and when he saw that the other party hadn't come back, he crawled back in frustration. This cycle continued until he fell asleep from exhaustion.

When Fu Mingcheng finished his work and returned to the bedroom, he saw that the small ball of quilt on the bed that should have been raised had collapsed.

He stepped forward and carefully lifted the quilt, turned the light to the maximum and searched carefully.

At the corner of the pillow, the little snail was shrinking there. Seeing him coming, a pair of tentacles stuck out and shook twice.

The little snail was put back into the potted plant placed on the bedside table. After Fu Mingcheng sprayed it with some water, the little snail's tentacles shook and shook, indicating that it was comfortable.

Before going to bed, Fu Mingcheng dimmed the bedside lamp. He looked at the little snail on the leaf that seemed to be staring at him, and said good night.

In the dead of night, getting used to the two of them lying in bed, Fu Mingcheng didn't sleep well that night, feeling as if something was missing.

The author has something to say: there are 2 more chapters of confession, thank you all (?˙ー˙?)

Ask for an author's column collection~