After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

The juicer started to turn, and Jiang Ran's concentration was interrupted. When he turned his head, he saw the bright red juice rolling in the glass wall. Zhou Fushen stood behind the island calmly, and smiled at him: "Good morning, Ran Ran .”

The morning light seemed to be covered with a cold filter made of sea water and mint, which outlined the upward curve of Zhou Fushen's mouth sharply and clearly.

He stood there in a baggy black shirt, with an upright demeanor as if he was being baptized by flashlights, and what was even more amazing was that this kind of sobriety did not appear to be out of tune because of the trivial scenes around him, as if He was born so calm and elegant, IKEA IKEA.

Jiang Ran frowned and watched, and had to admit that Zhou Fushen's skin was really pleasing to the eye, especially when this man wanted to please you.

But Jiang Ran could no longer allow himself to be deceived. He turned his head and stopped looking at it, concentrating on spreading jam on the slice of bread. At this time, the humming of the machine stopped abruptly, and then there was a sound of water contacting. The sound of the bottom of the glass, after the sound also stopped, Zhou Fushen came out from behind the island and filled the glass in front of Jiang Ran.

He half rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and the sapphire inlaid on the edge of the silver watch reflected a glare of light. Jiang Ran squinted his eyes, and then he realized that something was wrong. Thinking about this place, Jiang Ran immediately turned his eyes to the entrance, and sure enough, he saw the coat hanging on the ironing machine.

"You want to go out?" Jiang Ran asked suspiciously.

Zhou Fushen seemed to be in a good mood after being questioned. He propped himself up on the table and asked, "Well, I will leave later after eating. Will Ran Ran be afraid?"

"What's so scary about me?" Jiang Ran snorted and bit off a bite of bread.

"Aren't you afraid? You must know that no one in this world knows where you are except me. If I don't come back, it means that you will face an isolated island in the true sense, from sunrise to sunset..." Zhou Fushen was deep and slow whispering, like a devil whispering: "And in this long and dead time like stagnant water, your only hope is me."

"Hehe." Jiang Ran put down the bread when he heard the words, and said with a sneer, "If you have the guts, don't come back."

"I can't bear it." Zhou Fushen said with a soft and confused expression, and then reached out to wipe the jam on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Ran knocked off his hand unceremoniously, picked up the tomato juice next to his hand and drank it in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and got up and left regardless of what Zhou Fushen said.

Zhou Fu slowly lowered his hands that were frozen in mid-air, and stared at the residue left at the bottom of the glass for a while, then turned to the fluffy head exposed on the back of the sofa not far away, his eyes suddenly turned dark. Paradoxically, the time gradually eased like an understanding.

……

After 15 minutes, Jiang Ran fell asleep.

He curled up on the sofa, frowning, Zhou Fushen walked over, squatted in front of the sofa, and wiped Jiang Ran's lips with his fingertips.

The tomato juice was mixed with a well-prepared sleeping substance, which was enough to make Jiang Ran fall into a deep sleep during his absence.

Zhou Fushen didn't want to make troubles. After all, Jiang Ran was a grown man with normal physical fitness. Even if the doors and windows were locked, it was man-made.

Of course, it’s fine if you really smash the window and run out. Anyway, Jiang Ran can’t get out of this island without a vehicle, and the outside is connected to the suburbs where no one can be found within tens of kilometers, so what Zhou Fushen is most afraid of is, Or maybe Jiang Ran might hurt himself.

"Sleep well, I'll be back when Ran Ran wakes up." Zhou Fu bowed his head deeply and kissed Jiang Ran on the forehead, then picked him up horizontally, went to the bedroom on the second floor, and put him gently on the bed.

Before leaving, Zhou Fushen thought about it and locked the bedroom door behind him.

After going downstairs, he walked to the entrance, picked up his coat and hung it casually on his forearm, took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put it on, and stepped out of the threshold like this. When he closed the door, he was very solemn, and even turned around on purpose. Push the door to death - as if some unknown treasure is hidden inside.

It might be inaccurate to describe his Jiang Ran with a vulgar thing like treasure, but the common feature between the two is easy to sum up, that is—stolen happiness.

Zhou Fu smiled deeply. In fact, when he was doing these things, his heart was not without waves.

On the one hand, he felt pain because he could only use this method to keep Jiang Ran; but on the other hand, he felt an uncontrollable excitement about being able to manipulate Jiang Ran like a personal belonging.

With this contradictory mood in mind, he drove the car on the highway all the way. After driving for more than ten kilometers, he encountered only a handful of vehicles, and the wide road was extremely empty. Record.

This is Jiang Ran's cell phone. Since it fell into his hands, he has been in contact with Jiang Feng in the name of Jiang Ran.

It is actually very simple to win people's trust. If you think too complicated, it is easy to show your flaws. This is especially true for suspicious people like Jiang Feng, because in the other party's perception at this time, Jiang Ran just went back to his hometown to relax. There is nothing special about it, if you send a voice or a small video rashly to prove yourself, it seems deliberate, and it is not in line with Jiang Ran's habits.

Therefore, the point of pretending is to behave as usual, or in Jiang Ran's words, "the sky is falling, and life is going to go on."

But in this case, this reason can be dealt with at most three or four days before it will be punctured, so there are two sentences that Zhou Fushen made a fuss on Weibo before, which caused an uproar. Like an introduction, after letting it ferment for a day or two, he naturally talked about it in Jiang Ran's tone in the conversation with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Ran: 【Brother, what do you think he means by this? 】

Jiang Feng: [I want to get your attention. It means the same thing as crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself. I tell you, don't think about it. Once you think about it, you'll fall for him.]

Jiang Ran: [...how can you say that Zhou Fushen can brainwash me in the air]

Jiang Ran: [Oh...brother, to be honest, I've figured it out these days, it's not a problem to keep procrastinating, I want to see Zhou Fushen again and make a break with him]

Jiang Feng: [Don't!Burning!Calm down first, like this... you stay in your hometown for a while, anyway, the media in H city is full of demons dancing all day long, and I don't know where they found out about our relationship. Now my door is also blocked, you come back It's not safe, so why not come back after this wave of limelight has passed, okay?Listen to brother]

Focusing on that line, Zhou Fu sneered deeply, and threw the phone on the co-pilot casually.

At most one month, he can still spend a month of good time with Jiang Ran, and the reason why he acted in front of Jiang Ran as if he could control his life is because he didn't want Jiang Ran to feel hopeful.

Because once a person has hope, it will be a long way off if he wants to break through this person's psychological defense.

Thinking of this, strong sadness and unwillingness rose in his heart. He used to think that he and Jiang Ran had plenty of time to squander, but he didn't expect that one day, the remaining time between the two of them could be counted by wringing fingers.

If... If possible, he really doesn't want to waste a second of his time now, but if he doesn't show up in H City for too long, it will definitely arouse suspicion, especially when Jiang Ran has almost deleted all his WeChat friends , it was necessary for him to show himself to show that he was in a sane state and not inclined to commit suicide or other crimes.

Besides, there are some things and people that he wants to solve.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fushen turned his head and glanced at the rear seat.

A long backpack that seemed to contain some kind of sports equipment was lying there quietly at the moment.

……

……

Passing through the glare and flickering lights of the dance floor, Zhou Fushen was guided to the box by the respectful waiter. As soon as the door was closed, the loud music of the bar and the rotten atmosphere mixed with tobacco and alcohol were immediately blocked out.

The private room was uncharacteristically clean, even after Zhou Fushen came in, there was an awkward atmosphere. It was supposed to be the usual scene, but at this moment there should be a few "accompaniments", but this time in the huge space there was There were only four people sitting there coldly, and three of them were Zhou Fushen's children.

Qi Ye, Xue Shuo... Nie Zhixin, and finally Pei Han who looked so pitiful in the corner, eager to see through.

Zhou Fushen chose a seat farthest from the crowd and sat down, took off the backpack from his shoulders and put it next to his hand, then crossed his legs, raised his eyes and glanced at the faces of everyone present, just like the exploiting class aloof in ancient times , asked: "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words were finished, before anyone responded, a small sobbing sound suddenly came from the box.

"I... I really didn't do it on purpose, Brother Fushen..." Pei Han lowered his head, supported his knees with his arms, tears kept falling as if he didn't want money. pity.

But the four men present were not moved in the slightest, and even Qi Ye's face was even more embarrassing.

Qi Ye didn't prepare his belly draft at all, but when Pei Han cried so much, he had no choice but to speak: "Fushen... today my buddy called you here just to make amends, Xiaohan is ignorant, messing around on Weibo Talk, don't bother with her... Hurry up! Xiaohan, I apologize to Brother Fushen!"

Hearing this, Pei Han seemed to have finally escaped from the endless sorrow, but she was still out of breath from crying, she rubbed her eyes, with a look so weak that she was about to faint at any time: "Brother Fushen, yes— —" "No need." Zhou Fushen was like a leader who quickly rejected a bad proposal during a meeting, and after speaking, he turned his attention to Qi Ye: "You don't need to play tricks like playing house to whitewash the peace, she is who I am Sister? What kind of position and weight do you use to dare to point fingers at Jiang Ran? Could it be that you have been climbing the dragon and the phoenix by your side for a long time, and you can't get out of the role?"

"I'm not...I'm not!" Pei Han burst into tears suddenly, trembling: "I just don't want Brother Fushen to be misunderstood..."

"Misunderstand what?" Zhou Fushen said indifferently, "I'm just a lunatic who loves Jiang Ran so much that I can't live without him. Do you know me better than myself?"

Pei Han was immediately stunned, and even forgot to cry. Obviously, hearing Zhou Fushen's shocking speech in real life was more exciting to her than those words on Weibo.

"Hmm." Xue Shuo pursed his lips and tried his best to hold back his smile, a little sound was still leaking from his clenched knuckles, so he quickly picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip.

Nie Zhixin, on the other hand, did not speak from the beginning to the end. He leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette, as if he was completely out of it.

Seeing that the tears did not bring any sympathy, but instead brought ridicule and indifference, Pei Han was hit hard, and his face suddenly turned pale.

After all, it was the younger sister he had seen growing up since he was a child. Although he knew the truth, Qi Ye still couldn't bear it when he saw this: "Fushen, you don't have to speak so harshly..."

"Not only her, but you too, Qi Ye." Zhou Fushen raised his chin, with a look of contempt and pity: "If I had known that you were also one of the reasons that made Jiang Ran disappointed in me, then I would have done it from the very beginning." I won't make you this friend."

Speaking of this, he added coldly: "It's a pity that time can't be repeated."

Hearing the genuine regret in his words, Qi Ye couldn't care about Pei Han now, and stared, "Zhou Fushen, what do you mean?"

"It means that I finally understand that I was muddled before, delayed and missed too much time spent with Jiang Ran, and used them on meaningless things." Zhou Fushen said bluntly: "So now I want to make up for it, even though the water is hard to recover , but I don’t want to regret it again.”

When the words fell to the ground, Qi Ye's expression changed from anger to shock. To be honest, he had known Zhou Fushen for more than ten years, and this was the first time he saw Zhou Fushen revealing the emotion of "remorse" that ordinary people would have. A ghost, said: "Damn it, did you get drunk by Jiang Ran?"

"Cough! Cut in." Xue Shuo said at this time: "Well, Fushen, don't worry, I absolutely support you and Jiang Ran's good relationship for a hundred years. In the past, I couldn't figure it out. Jiang Ran has offended me so much, and when you remarry in the future, I will definitely prepare generous gifts to apologize to Jiang Ran face to face."

As he said that, Xue Shuo picked up the wine glass: "Now brother punishes himself with three glasses, I'm sorry!"

Zhou Fushen didn't respond, but Qi Ye laughed angrily when he saw this: "You're a goddamn fool! Didn't you take the lead in urging people to pour wine into Jiang Ran while Zhou Fushen was away? Now you're pretending What a nice guy!"

Xue Shuo touched his nose when he heard that, with a embarrassed expression.

"What about you? Old Nie?" Qi Ye turned his head and said urgently, "Stop pretending to be dumb? What's your attitude?"

The embarrassing scene, the conversation full of sex, the atmosphere in the box suddenly became tense, and Zhou Fushen looked this way at the right time.

Probably aware of that gaze, Nie Zhixin flicked the ashes of his fingers slightly, maybe out of some secret impulse, he didn't shy away from this topic this time, maybe it's because he has endured this feeling for too long, too long , so he urgently wants to announce it to the public—"I will never bless them in my life." He said: "I will never give up Jiang Ran to a man who is not worthy of him."

"........."

"........."

There was an instant silence in the private room, and everyone was petrified. Even Pei Han was so shocked that he had no time to think about other things. After all, in her impression, Nie Zhixin was synonymous with the kind of cold and taciturn academic bully. This kind of person is obviously affectionate The insulator of love should be shelved, and no one can contaminate it... But I didn't expect that such a person would also treat Jiang Ran...

Qi Ye also couldn't catch his breath for a while, but he still knew more than Pei Han. He recalled the various abnormalities that Nie Zhixin talked about Jiang Ran in the past, and he suddenly realized that everything had traces to follow, and immediately stumbled. : "Old Nie, you, you..."

"I'll go out to get some fresh air." Nie Zhixin stood up abruptly. The kind of speech just now was really contrary to his restrained personality. He was talking to himself, so all kinds of emotions rushed up for a while, he didn't even look at Zhou Fushen, he pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as he stepped out with his front feet, a bunch of keys fell on the ground with his back feet, and the highly recognizable yellow felt chicken doll was tied to it, rolling around the silver ring with a rumbling sound.

Zhou Fushen's palm gripping the backpack suddenly tightened, and he could vaguely hear the creaking sound of metal grinding against each other.

"Fushen, that's..." Xue Shuo asked tentatively after noticing the black backpack that looked like a piano case.

"I'll take a step first, so you can take care of yourself." Zhou Fushen turned a deaf ear, picked up his backpack and left the box in an instant.

……

It was already getting dark outside, and only a faint reddish color remained on the gloomy skyline. Nie Zhixin rested his arm on the old iron stair railing at the back door of the bar, and the sparks from the cigarette butt flickered in the darkness.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring. In fact, the street with people coming and going is only separated from this back alley by a wall, but it just gives people the illusion of being isolated from all the prosperity.

But soon, this tranquility was broken.

Boom, boom, boom.

The vibration of the footsteps falling on the rusty steps is like the rhythm of the heartbeat, slow and powerful.

Nie Zhixin guessed who it was, but what he didn't guess was the sound behind his head.

——The movement of the bowstring being pulled to the extreme was clearly audible in the night wind, so that he could imagine what a beautiful compound bow it was without turning his head.

"Turn around, I want you to die and understand."