Rarely fascinated

"Yes," Fang Zhihuan seemed to feel no pain at all, his face was expressionless.

Fang Zhiyuan almost didn't dare to look at his legs, he felt blocked for a while, why Fang Zhihuan? !Is it because he wants to gain his sympathy and forgiveness, so he doesn't even want a leg?Why did Fang Zhihuan think that he would forgive him?But he had to admit that the moment he saw the wound, too many emotions inexplicably surged in his heart, surprise, guilt, and regret. No such serious wound has ever been inflicted on a human being.But it wasn't his will. If Fang Zhihuan hadn't forced him to hurt the person he likes, how could he...

He forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, looked at Fang Zhihuan cruelly and calmly, and said, "Did you make a mistake? What about you? What does it have to do with me?" He hardened his heart and said coldly, "Even if you die, it has nothing to do with me, so don't try to use anything to make me sympathize with you. If you knew how to write in a cocoon, you wouldn't do it now." It will be like this. If I knew it was like this, why did I do it in the first place. I was the one who was hurt, but now you are making a pitiful appearance, don’t you feel the panic on your face?"

Fang Zhihuan listened to Fang Zhiyuan's whole sentence with a pale face, and then opened his lips, but he didn't say anything.

Looking at Fang Zhihuan's appearance, Fang Zhiyuan felt extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable. He probably hated Fang Zhihuan deeply, and when he saw that he was having a bad time, he went to blame him and clapped his hands.But when such a day really came, he found that he couldn't be happy at all.The reason why Fang Zhihuan would do that...may be because he really likes him. Although the means and methods he used were wrong, there was nothing wrong with his original intention. Fang Zhihuan didn't think about hurting him or anything. What irreparable wounds are caused, although he will be beaten all over his body every time, but they are all superficial wounds, and they will heal within a few days.

But he stabbed him for real, even for the sake of tenderness, but he still couldn't bear it in his heart.

He stabbed Fang Zhihuan.

Fang Zhiyuan clenched and loosened his fists. He looked straight ahead, then turned around stiffly, walked to the door step by step with his legs, stopped, but didn't turn around.

He said softly, "Go and treat the wound." Then he lifted his leg and left.

He didn't know if Fang Zhihuan would listen to him, but that's all he could say. He had been led by Fang Zhihuan for too long. This time, he couldn't let Fang Zhihuan get what he wanted. Guilt is far less than the loathing for him.

Cocooning yourself.

This is the only word he wants to give Fang Zhihuan.

He touched his lips with his hand, felt a pain, and took a breath unconsciously.He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, took a picture on the screen, and found that there was a deep gash on his lip that was no longer bleeding, but the wound was so obvious that he didn't even need to look at it to see it.

He sighed in his heart, if Wen Cun saw it, he would know how he got here immediately.

If his mother saw it... she would know who did it.

Fang Zhiyuan originally wanted to see his mother, but after Fang Zhihuan made such a fuss, he changed his mind and went back to Wencun's ward.

Wen Cun didn't expect Fang Zhiyuan to come back so soon, he was obviously surprised when he heard the door opening, he poked his head out and looked out, "Are you back?"

"En." Fang Zhiyuan pursed his lips, trying to cover up a bit, but he couldn't always purse like this anyway, he would be seen sooner or later, so he let go again.

As expected, Wen Cun saw his mouth "at first glance". He widened his eyes first, then frowned and asked Fang Zhiyuan, "You... lips?"

The excuse of "knocking while walking" is obviously unrealistic, Fang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "I ran into Fang Zhihuan when I was just going out."

"...fuck." Wen Cun couldn't help cursing, he looked at Fang Zhiyuan, "Is it because you took me over, he made trouble for you again."

"No." If Fang Zhiyuan told the truth, Wen Cun would definitely feel guilty in his heart. He denied it flatly, "It's not your business. There will be such a day with him sooner or later."

When Wen Cun wanted to be transferred, all he thought in his mind was that he didn't want Fang Zhiyuan to run back and forth too embarrassingly, but he forgot about Fang Zhihuan. When he saw Fang Zhihuan today, he remembered that there is still such a thing in City A. No. people.Now the embarrassing person on both sides has become Wen Cun. If he goes back to City B, Fang Zhiyuan will be too busy, but if he stays in City A, Fang Zhihuan...he's like a **** again.

Looking at the expression on Wen Cun's face, Fang Zhiyuan knew what he was thinking. He touched Wen Cun's hair on the bed and said in a low voice, "You can stay here at ease. If you don't want to see him, he will never find him." your turn."

Wen Cun gave a "tsk", and he scratched his hair, "Why is he haunted, it's so annoying."

Fang Zhiyuan squeezed his leg, "Since sitting on the plane for so long today, is there any discomfort?"

"No." Wen Cun said in a low voice, "but I'm a little hungry."

"Let me order you a takeaway," Fang Zhiyuan said, "I didn't have time to prepare anything when you came here, so I can only eat takeaway today."

"Okay." Wen Cun nodded, "But I don't know what you have here, just look at it."

Fang Zhiyuan looked at the tenderness who flew all the way to an unfamiliar place for him, and suddenly felt a feeling of not knowing what it was like.

Indescribable, with a little numbness, and electric current.

This feeling is very subtle, because it came out of nowhere.

It's as if he fell in love with Wen Cun out of nowhere, all of a sudden.

Wen Cun looked at him and blinked, the long eyelashes flickered, as if they were lightly touching the tip of his heart, Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help leaning his head, put his hands on Wen Cun's forehead, and kissed his lips kissed.

Wen Cun's body stiffened for a moment, then he grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's sleeve nervously, but opened his lips slightly.

This kind of silent acquiescence almost gave Fang Zhiyuan great encouragement. He carefully avoided Wen Wen's right leg, pressed his whole body on the bed, with the weight of his upper body on Wen Wen's body, and then pried him away with his tongue. teeth, conquering the city in his warm mouth.

Wen Cun closed his eyes subconsciously, and opened them again after a few seconds. He met Fang Zhiyuan's pair of brown but bottomless eyes.

At that moment, Wen Cun felt that he probably liked Fang Zhiyuan.

No, not probably.

He likes it.

I like Fang Zhiyuan who asked him to work on the first day we met.

I like Fang Zhiyuan who behaves unruly and doesn't take anyone seriously.

Fang Zhiyuan, who likes to stitch his wounds and take care of him carefully.

I like that Fang Zhiyuan holding him to see the scenery.

Fang Zhiyuan likes to make him whatever he wants to eat.

I like Fang Zhiyuan who will kiss him when he is caught off guard.

I like Fang Zhiyuan who wants to avenge him even if he knows he can't beat him.

I like... I like his Fang Zhiyuan.

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⊙▽⊙ Did you not notice that 37 chapters are missing and one chapter is missing!

Don't you guys... think the plot is skipping!

I made up chapter 37, and moved all the chapters behind