They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

Smell and hearing wake up before sight.

The pungent smell of disinfectant and the regular ticking sound all told Shen Qiucheng that it was a tragedy that you were admitted to the hospital.

Shen Qiucheng's self-deprecating wry smile in his heart is really fucking miserable...

Then, touch returns.

There was a bit of sharp pain in his waist, on the contrary, there was a cold hand stroking his cheek, a little gentle, and a little...love?

What a terrible word.

Shen Qiucheng snorted a few times, and slowly opened his eyes. The golden sunlight in the room became extremely dazzling, and it took a long time before he could see clearly. He glanced to the side, and what he saw was Yan Quan's domineering and delicate face.

"Are you awake?" Yan Quan asked softly.

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan expressionlessly, as if wondering why he was here, his eyes moved slowly, and unexpectedly found that Yan Quan was also wearing a sick suit.

"Why did you go to the hospital too?" Shen Qiucheng's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Me?" Yan Quan raised his hand and brought a cup of warm water from the bedside table to Shen Qiucheng's lips, "You also know that I have a bad stomach."

Shen Qiucheng turned his head slightly to avoid the water glass, glanced at Yan Quan out of the corner of his eye, "How sick are you?"

Yan Quan raised his eyebrows proudly, forced Shen Qiucheng to pour it down, almost choked Shen Qiucheng before he stopped, bent his index finger to wipe the water marks on the corner of Shen Qiucheng's mouth, and said: "There are quite a lot, recently it seems to be Got one."

"Where's Kang Yuan?" Shen Qiucheng asked.

"I don't know." Yan Quan answered truthfully.

Shen Qiucheng smiled lightly and said, "You don't know?"

"I really don't know." Yan Quan took a sip of the water glass just now, "Do you really think I'm hard-pressed? With my bones, I got up a little longer before you because I didn't get drugged."

When it came to prescribing medicine, Shen Qiucheng asked in puzzlement: "What happened to Zheng Hui before?"

Yan Quan shrugged: "As for Kang Yuan, I don't know whether he fell in love with you or me...but judging from his later performance, it is obvious that he has a crush on you, and he even did the best thing of dying for love Out."

"You're talking nonsense again." Shen Qiucheng obviously didn't buy it.

"Really." Yan Quan put down the water glass, gently turned Shen Qiucheng's face, lowered his body and approached, pretending to be surprised: "He even dragged you to jump off the building!"

"Then why didn't I fall to my death?" Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan coldly.

Yan Quan laughed, very proud, "Guess."

Shen Qiucheng stared at Yan Quan for three seconds, with an indifferent voice and expression, "I don't want to guess."

Yan Quan's bright smile froze on his face for a moment, then slowly puffed up one cheek, and glared at Shen Qiucheng angrily.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a gust of cold air flowed in, along with a group of uninvited guests.

"Qiu Cheng, today—"

Time and space are condensed together.

The uninvited guests petrified collectively.

In front of him, Yan Quan was almost lying on Shen Qiucheng's body, the two of you looked at me and I looked at you, and the whole thing was flirting with each other...

It can't be blamed that they are too good at imagining, just the distance and demeanor of the two of them, it is really difficult for people not to want to be crooked.

Li Chunzhong coughed awkwardly, breaking the still scene.

Yan Quan swept his eyes away and saw that it was Li Chunzhong who immediately sank his face. He didn't know why, but Yan Quan just watched this guy's annoyance from top to bottom and from the inside out.

Seeing that Li Chunzhong was also looking at him with an unfriendly expression, Yan Quan didn't hesitate, raised his long eyebrows provocatively, looked away, and kissed Shen Qiucheng's lips like a chicken pecking at rice.

The kiss that is tasted and stopped seems to be declaring ownership, and the arrogance is very arrogant.

Yan Quan's actions pressed the time pause button again.

Li Chunzhong had no choice but to break through for the second time.

Shen Qiucheng had already closed his eyes and was too lazy to talk to Yan Quan.

Tang Cen secretly pinched Miao Xiaozhuan's arm, and Miao Xiaozhuan came back to his senses, put a large bouquet of flowers on the bedside table, and said softly, "Get well soon."

"Thank you." Shen Qiucheng opened his eyes and nodded.

Tang Cen was holding a fruit basket in his hand, which looked very heavy. He put it on the coffee table and sighed, "Since graduation, we have always heard Chunzhong talk about you, and we can only say one thing after another. It's unlucky enough."

Shen Qiucheng also sighed.

Li Chunzhong sat on the other side of Shen Qiucheng's bed, and Yan Quan was on the same side, facing the sun with his back to Yan Quan, "Our college class group is full of frying pans, everyone loves you to death, everyone is trying to get there Climbing up, who knows that the scenery at a high place is not so easy to see."

Yan Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Li Chunzhong's back dangerously.

"Scenery from a high place? Where have I been..." Shen Qiucheng rolled his eyes to the side, unable to tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery, "The 'No. [-] Young Master' is here."

"Don't make fun of me." Yan Quan waved his hands dissatisfied and stood up, his eyes fell on the flowers Miao Xiaozhuan sent, he turned to look down at the bouquet, stretched out his long and beautiful fingers, touched a bright red rose, and the corners of his mouth curled up. With a meaningful smile, the voice was soft, "Qiu Cheng, today is Valentine's Day."

Shen Qiucheng was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Yan Quan's silhouette, "It's February 2 today? I've been in a coma for two days..."

The smile on the corner of Yan Quan's mouth almost twitched, isn't this the fucking point?

Tang Cen picked up a banana, peeled it and asked Yan Quan, "You seem to like that bunch of flowers very much?"

Yan Quan held a sprig of pink chrysanthemum between his fingers, gently picked it out, put it under his nose and sniffed it, "The chrysanthemum still doesn't have any smell."

Miao Xiaozhuan sat on the sofa at the side, saw Yan Quan commenting on the flowers she bought, scratched his head and said, "I bought them at the flower shop downstairs, maybe the quality is average?"

"Looking at the messy color levels and the shape without rhythm, you know that this person doesn't know how to arrange flowers at all." Yan Quan picked out a white lily, and turned to Miao Xiaozhuan when he drew half of it, "Do you mind?"

Miao Xiaozhuan smiled magnanimously, signaling Yan Quan to take it easy.

"Don't use your eyes to judge this bouquet of flowers." Shen Qiucheng stretched his hands to the bandages around his waist, "This is etiquette flower art, you are learning flower art."

"Anyway, it's all flower arrangements." Yan Quan chose another pink carnation and a rose-red rose, holding the four flower branches together in his hands, looking around, "I remember seeing them in the ward before, where are you going now?"

Everyone in the room looked left and right following his gaze.

Yan Quan thought for a while, then squatted down, "So it's here." As he spoke, he took out a glass container from under Shen Qiucheng's bed, and ordered Li Chunzhong to put down the bed table under Shen Qiucheng's feet.

With a dark face, Li Chunzhong reluctantly helped to fix it.

"Don't tell me you want to use this thing to arrange flowers." Shen Qiucheng gently rubbed the side of his waist.

The glass container is similar to the goblet for drinking red wine, but the mouth of the bowl is a few circles larger.

Yan Quan took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, walked to the end of Shen Qiucheng's bed, cut off the flower stems respectively, raised his eyes, and his deep eyes glanced over Shen Qiucheng's face, "I'm not as good as a human being." It can be inserted, not to mention this."

Shen Qiucheng: "..."

"There's no fragrance here, and it doesn't feel right, so let's play with it." With a quiet face, Yan Quan quickly and neatly tore off the petals of the pink chrysanthemum, and laid them on the bottom of the container one by one. Unintentional but intentional.

His gestures are quite professional, which is a bit impressive.

After spreading the pink chrysanthemums, Yan Quan picked up the pink roses, cut the stems to only one centimeter, wrapped the roses with both hands, gently rubbed the petals with his thumbs layer by layer, exposing the tender yellow flower cores, and put them aside.

Seeing this, Tang Cen couldn't help but say, "You rubbed the roses so that they look like peonies."

While trimming the stems of the white lily, Yan Quan nodded with a smile: "You are a sensible person, but in fact, it was meant to replace the peony. The petals of the rose are not as bright as the peony, and the fragrance is also weak."

"Isn't there peonies? I don't like roses, they're too contrived." Tang Cen took a bite of a banana.

"But, today is Valentine's Day. There are no roses on February [-]th. Isn't it appropriate?" Yan Quan slowly twirled pink carnations, occasionally stopping to pick a petal out of it. To the uninitiated, it looks like a mess.

Yan Quan looked at the pink carnation for a moment, seemed satisfied, and cut off the stem with a scissor.Then he inserted the rose on the side where the pink chrysanthemum had fewer petals, combed the white lily, and placed it beside the rose, and the carnation on the other side of the lily.The three flowers occupy about four-fifths of the container, and the higher part of the pink chrysanthemum petals laid on the bottom just stand out. The layers and tones are impeccable and pleasing to the eye.

It's like a cup of ice cream with sultry colors, refreshing and delicious. It makes people salivate, and I can't help but want to take a bite.

"It's really different." Tang Cen stared straight at it.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet." Yan Quan went to the bouquet and rummaged inside and out.

Tang Cen's mouth was full of bananas, and he asked vaguely: "Do you want to plant stars in the sky?"

"That's so boring." Yan Quan replied casually.

After turning around for a long time, Yan Quan frowned slightly, and complained: "Damn it, there is nothing, this flower arrangement is so annoying, I really want to go home and get some goods."

"It's already very good." Miao Xiaozhuan looked around the "cup" flower carefully.

Yan Quan curled his lips in disgust, and inadvertently swept to a pot of asparagus bamboo in the corner, and immediately beamed with joy, "It's lucky to have it." As he spoke, he walked over and pinched three weeds against the soil.

"This kind of weeds like to grow wildly in flower pots, especially those that are wet. They look like alfalfa, that is, four-leaf clover, but not alfalfa..." Yan Quan gently inserted three weeds in, surrounded Rose red roses, emerald green leaves on the edge of the cup, "Complete."

It has to be said that the three weeds strongly set off the roses, making the original outstanding works more layered, and the finishing touch has been upgraded several grades at once.

Yan Quan held up the flowers like a goblet, bent slightly, and made a gentlemanly gift, placed them on Shen Qiucheng's bed cabinet, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Shen, Happy Valentine's Day."

Shen Qiucheng savored it with relish for a few seconds, and praised: "The charm is endless."

"Thank you." It was rare for Yan Quan to be bright without giving some sunshine. He just picked up the cut carnation flower stem and twirled it twice like a gun with his fingertips. He looked at Shen Qiucheng with joy, "If there is fragrance here, Only then can we talk about the artistic conception and charm.”

Yan Quan tidied up briefly, then folded the bed table unhurriedly, and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "What flowers do you like?"

Shen Qiucheng's answer without thinking coincided with Yan Quan's guess, and they both said in unison: "Orchid."

"It really is an orchid. I know you very well." Yan Quan smiled and walked back to the chair beside the bed. Just as he was about to sit down, the door was knocked open. Said: "Yan Quan, it's time for inspection."

Yan Quan's good mood disappeared in an instant, and he walked out cursing, "What a fucking trouble."

Li Chunzhong felt that the sunlight was a bit dazzling, so he stood up and drew the half-drawn curtains, and turned around to ask, "What's wrong with him?"

Shen Qiucheng smiled but wasn't smiling.

Miao Xiaozhuan took an apple from the fruit basket, peeled it neatly, and asked doubtfully and tentatively, "What does he mean?"

"Yes, what on earth is he going to do?" Li Chunzhong echoed.

The corners of Shen Qiucheng's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

In order not to disturb Shen Qiucheng's rest, Li Chunzhong stayed for a while and then left.

Shen Qiucheng fell asleep again in a drowsy state, and when he woke up again, the entire ward was filled with fiery red, and the burning clouds in the sky radiated heat without leaving any room.

Shen Qiucheng felt that his left hand was extremely numb, so he tried to move his fingers, but failed.Slightly squinting his eyes, he saw a person in hospital clothes lying on his bedside and fell asleep, his hands went into his quilt to hold his left hand tightly, and his head was pressed heavily on it.

The fiery red sunlight rippled on his handsome and peaceful sleeping face, rendering the already delicate face even more touching.

Shen Qiucheng said in a low voice, "Go back to sleep when you're sleepy."

When the first word came out, Yan Quan opened his eyes reflexively, straightened up abruptly, stared at Shen Qiucheng with reddish eyes for a while, and then asked blankly, "Ah? Are you sleepy?"

Blinking a few times, he asked again, "Are you still hungry?"

"..." Shen Qiucheng remained expressionless.

Seeing that Shen Qiucheng didn't answer, Yan Quan thought he was right, "Are you hungry? I'll tell them to buy food." He put down Shen Qiucheng's left hand, patted it lightly, and walked out while yawning. He also shouted: "Haoxuan, Haoxuan..."

Of course Meng Haoxuan is not here. Although he is Yan Quan's special assistant, he is not a nanny. Many important things are waiting for him to deal with.

Neither Shen Qiucheng nor Yan Quan has a mobile phone at the moment, and they can't even order a takeaway.

Yan Quan leaned on the door and looked left and right, grabbed a passing doctor, opened his mouth aggressively and begged for food, and spread his palm under the doctor's mouth, asking three times like a cannonball, "Where's the food?"

The doctor looked at Yan Quan with the eyes of a mental patient, "Can you eat the rice I vomited? Why are you so stupid?" After speaking, he felt that the situation was not good, and he would end up offending the mental patient... It was a bit awkward to throw Yan Quan away quickly. The smell of running away.

"Are you fucking sick?" Yan Quan pointed at the doctor's back and scolded.

The doctor thought it was a temper tantrum, and even scolded back: "Which one of us is sick?! The psychiatric department is on the fourth floor, hurry up!"

"You're the fucking insane, are you courting death?! Get back!" Yan Quanqi's nose was almost crooked.

The doctor's voice came from afar: "The idiot will go back."

"Which subject is your kid? Report your name!"

"A fool will tell you."

……

Yan Quan angrily swung his hands and closed the door, still panting and cursing: "Go to hell, what the hell!"

Shen Qiucheng was lying on the bed, feeling the urge to laugh at this happy scene.

Yan Quan went to the simple wardrobe and took out Shen Qiucheng's windbreaker, put it on without even looking at it, reached into his pocket, took out a few banknotes, glanced at them, and put them back again, "I'll go out and buy it for you, damn it , the hospital doesn’t prepare meals and doesn’t talk about it, and the mother is there to justify it.”

Shen Qiucheng really wants to ask, which hospital have you seen that feeds patients?

But before he could ask, Yan Quan's figure had disappeared at the door.

"When did I say I was hungry?" Shen Qiucheng sighed, looked out the window, and muttered to himself.

Ten minutes later, Yan Quan came back with a few lunch boxes.

"It's really cold outside, and it's snowing again." Yan Quan quickly put the bag on the coffee table, hopped and breathed on the frozen red hands, checking over and over again, "Don't freeze your fingers. "

"Such a baby?" Shen Qiucheng sat up with his elbows propped up.

"My life is so boring with a broken finger——" Yan Quan casually elongated the tone, "I can't play the piano anymore, and I can't play with people on the bed...I can't do anything, hey, just think about it." Better to die."

"..."

His fingers finally eased, Yan Quan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and put down the bed table, and put the lunch boxes on it one by one, "There is nothing delicious around the broken hospital, let them cook a few random dishes."

They are indeed home-cooked dishes, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, Kung Pao chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised pork with preserved vegetables...

"Isn't there something lighter?" Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows.

"Today is Valentine's Day! There are rose sellers everywhere on the side of the road. The happy and sullen looks of couples make me want to shoot them to death." Yan Quan sat on the edge of the bed with one leg crossed. Squeezing Shen Qiucheng's hand, he turned his head slightly, his eyes were very ambiguous and meaningful, "We are the two of us who are forced to stay in the hospital and depend on each other, can we survive with some clear soup and noodles?"

Shen Qiucheng turned a deaf ear and moved a little.

Yan Quan leaned back, tilted his head, and the cold tip of his nose swept over Shen Qiucheng's cheek, "I really want to know your brain waves, which words and lenses can make it fluctuate violently?"

Shen Qiucheng didn't answer Yan Quan's words, without changing his expression, "Your stomach can handle this?"

"Are... are you caring about me?" Yan Quan's smile contained countless teasing hints.

Shen Qiucheng snorted dismissively, "Eat it." Then he followed Yan Quan's ear with a deep and cold smile, "It's best to eat you to death."

The warm breath pierced through the eardrum and blew hard into Yan Quan's brain. For a moment, he couldn't help being in a trance, and then tragically found that he was shamefully hard.

Looking at the instigator again, he has already started to eat calmly on his own face.

……

Relatively wordless each ghost ate side by side for 3 minutes.

"What happened to Zheng Hui that day?" Shen Qiucheng stopped his chopsticks, breaking the calm.

Yan Quan Feiyang's proud eyebrows were shining brightly, and he looked at Shen Qiucheng carefully.

"Speak." Shen Qiucheng raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, cast a sidelong glance at Yan Quan, and said affirmatively, "What are you looking at?"

The corners of Yan Quan's eyebrows and eyes all showed arrogant smiles, very flirtatious and light, he picked up a piece of ribs, and stuffed them directly into Shen Qiucheng's mouth, and said in a languid voice, "I haven't seen your whole body. ?”

Shen Qiucheng chewed it a few times, spit out the bone, and nodded without arrogance or rashness: "So what?"

yes……

so what?

They are all men, just look at it.

The point is - have you touched someone?

Didn't move.

So, lost.

Yan Quan's face can't tell whether it's blue, green, purple, or black... I really want to kill that pity myself, I should just ignore him and fuck him, fuck, let him still be hard-hearted Hard-spoken and hard-boned.

"I asked you about Kang Yuan." Shen Qiucheng took a sip of water, "Don't think wrong."

"Kang Yuan is here for revenge. You are the only one who likes to drink sake, and the medicine is so easy to take. If you get dizzy, you will be dragged to jump off the building together." Yan Quan put down his chopsticks, folded his arms around his chest, Satisfied, "Fortunately, I was resourceful, and kept pulling Kang Yuan to talk nonsense to delay the time, so that Haoxuan could get ready downstairs in advance, and just like that, he was sent to the hospital with his waist bent, or you would have fallen to your death." ?”

"Where is Kang Yuan now?"

"I really don't know about this, and I'm still inquiring about it." Yan Quan picked up his chopsticks again, put a piece of buckwheat in Shen Qiucheng's bowl, and said softly, "Let's eat, don't worry about Kang Yuan anymore, he's going to make a big deal sooner." Now, the wicked will be tortured by the wicked, and they cannot escape."

A wicked man has his own grind.

Shen Qiucheng stared at the meat lying quietly in the bowl, raised his eyebrows lightly, leaned back with his back straight, looked at Yan Quan's white ears and slightly red ear tips, he silently picked up the rice, and picked it up with his hands. He took a piece of pork ribs and put it into Shen Qiucheng's bowl, and played it mischievously twice and buried it in the rice, smiled, and then continued to eat his own with his head down.

"Is your stomach okay?" Shen Qiucheng raised his chopsticks.

"Maybe." Yan Quan shrugged, took Shen Qiucheng's cup and took a sip of water, "It's fine if I can't die, I'm fine now."

"I think you're fine too." Shen Qiucheng picked up his job, "Today is Valentine's Day, why don't you go to the hospital to meet your lover? It's not like your personality to be lying around in the hospital."

Yan Quan's exquisite face sank to the bottom in an instant, and he said annoyedly, "I have no lover."

"You don't have a lover?" Shen Qiucheng sneered, with a mocking voice, "You have too many lovers and I don't know which one to accompany."

Yan Quan seemed to have heard some shocking joke, tilted his head slightly, glanced at Shen Qiucheng in disbelief, and smiled wickedly, "It's not like Shen Qiucheng can say such things, am I here with you? What kind of vinegar are you messing with?"

"Yan Quan..." Shen Qiucheng took a piece of food with his chopsticks leisurely.

"En?" Yan Quan was still picking up his rice casually.

"Don't take me for a fool."

Yan Quan was taken aback when he heard the words, first his eyes flickered, then he turned his head to look very slowly, the darkness in his eyes stretched as far as the eye could see.

Shen Qiucheng lowered his long eyelashes slightly, his eating movements were very flat, his expression and eyes were also very flat.

In Yan Quan's eyes, this kind of insipidity was a heinous glare, as the hot waves rushed out of his stomach and rushed out of his internal organs.

Shen Qiucheng gave Yan Quan a sideways look, and the man's expression suddenly became ugly, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Quan withdrew his gaze, looked ahead, smiled for a while, put down his chopsticks, cleared his throat, "My stomach hurts..."

"I just said don't eat such greasy food."

Yan Quan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and the roots of his teeth start to tremble, "I'll go get some pain relievers." As he spoke, he got up and started to leave.

"What painkillers do you want?" Shen Qiucheng grabbed Yan Quan's arm, pulled him back who was about to leave, and rang the nurse's bell.

Yan Quan clutched his stomach tightly, bowed his back in pain, and lay powerlessly on Shen Qiucheng's lap, curled up into a ball, his back trembling uncontrollably, very slight and unwilling.

Shen Qiucheng rolled over Yan Quan's body, looked at his paper-white face that would almost shatter when touched, and said in a stern tone, "Again, painkillers are a drug that quenches thirst with poison, don't fucking take it anymore, do you hear me?"

Yan Quan's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qiucheng's cuff, and there was a little sadness in his voice, "I can't quit..."

"Can't quit the fart, Yan Quan who dares to lick the tip of the knife can't quit the painkiller? Why don't I believe it."

Yan Quan pulled the wide cuffs of Shen Qiucheng's hospital gown, buried his face, and said in a muffled voice filled with deep resignation to fate, "Qiucheng, there are many things that you don't quit just as you say, for example, why can I Bleeding myself without blinking, but I can't stop this small pain reliever, for example, why can I have three thousand beauties in the harem but..." He paused, and took a few deep breaths while clutching Shen Qiucheng's cuff, "My stomach hurts, I don't want to talk anymore."

"En." Shen Qiucheng responded, and hugged Yan Quan who was nestled on his body.

Half a minute later, the doctors and nurses came.

"I'm fine." Shen Qiucheng pointed at Yan Quan who was nestled on his body, and said softly, "He has a stomach problem."

The angels in white hurriedly carried Yan Quan, who was pale and listless, out.

Shen Qiucheng lay down calmly, pulled the quilt for himself, and stared at the ceiling that turned from red to black with the afterglow of the setting sun.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door of the ward.

"Come in." Shen Qiucheng said.

The door was slowly pushed open, Shen Qiucheng smiled slightly when he saw the person coming, and called, "Brother Zhou."

Xu Hengzhou sighed, "Qiu Cheng, someone wants to see you, what do you think?"

Shen Qiucheng was silent for a moment. He didn't ask Xu Hengzhou who wanted to see him. After a minute, he tightened the bandage around his waist and asked softly, "Where is the person?"

"Come with me--"

It was snowing again outside.

Xu Hengzhou's car was parked on the side of the road opposite the hospital.

Shen Qiucheng walked over, opened the back door of the car, and saw a woman who was very familiar to him but very strange sitting inside.

As soon as Yuan Lan saw him, she asked impatiently, "Qiu Cheng, I was looking for Hengzhou just now, but I heard that you had an accident. I was scared out of my wits!"

Shen Qiucheng got into the car and closed the door.

Xu Hengzhou leaned on the car door and smoked knowingly, but didn't get into the car.

Yuan Lan immediately fidgeted and grabbed Shen Qiucheng's hand, and looked up and down, "Is there any serious problem? Huh?"

"Don't you think I'm right in front of you?" Shen Qiucheng withdrew his hand silently, "What's your business?"—He knew that Yuan Lan would not find Xu Hengzhou for no reason.

Yuan Lan lowered her eyes, her voice trembling, "Ever since you told me about Chen Feng... Chen Feng... I can't sleep or eat..." She covered her face with her hands, "I really want to he……"

Shen Qiucheng didn't speak, but let out a subtle breath.

Yuan Lan put down her hands slowly, turned to Shen Qiucheng and asked, "Did you check the woman you told you about last time?"

"Hao Yousu?" Shen Qiucheng asked.

Yuan Lan nodded.

Shen Qiucheng frowned, "I really can't figure out where you heard her name from, how could you know her? Do you know who she is?"

Yuan Lan wiped her eyes. "Of course I know."

"who is she?"

Yuan Lan looked at Shen Qiucheng seriously, and said word by word, "She is Chen Feng's teacher, a high school math teacher!"

Even Shen Qiucheng was shocked, "What did you say?!"

"So what have you found?" Yuan Lan asked.

It just didn't find anything!

Shen Qiucheng always felt that the truth was not that simple, but he was still surprised by the complexity of the facts - Hao Yousu was Yan Lebei's legitimate successor wife, and Yan Quan's stepmother in name and name.

That's all he could find.

however……

Hao Yousu turned out to be a teacher?

Also taught his elder brother Shen Chenfeng?

How has he never heard of it?

……what is going on……

"Qiu Cheng." Yuan Lan said, "I'll take you to meet someone. I don't know how to drive. You are not in good health. Why don't you let Hengzhou drive."

Shen Qiucheng got out of the car and said a few words to Xu Hengzhou, then drove away in Xu Hengzhou's car.

According to Yuan Lan's instructions, it took about three hours' drive to leave Yingchuan City and enter the suburban county town.

Finally, it stopped in front of a rather western-style two-story building.

After Shen Qiucheng parked the car, he saw Yuan Lan kept knocking on the door and shouting, "Mr. Peng, Mr. Peng?"

As Shen Qiucheng approached, he found something strange about this door - whether it was the upper or lower cracks, they were all unusual.

"Stop knocking," Shen Qiucheng said, pulling Yuan Lan back, "Back away."

Yuan Lan took a few steps back, Shen Qiucheng pressed his waist, raised his leg, and kicked the door open with one kick.

Yuan Lan rushed in immediately, and the indifferent and desolate moonlight illuminated the panorama of the courtyard—in a real sense, the building was empty, except for the fine snow that was still flying.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Shen Qiucheng said, "It's late, others are faster than us."

Shen Qiucheng drove for another two hours and sent Yuan Lan back.

When they arrived at the destination, it was already dawn, and Du Zeyang and Lu Yibai were sitting at the gate, talking about something, and the two of them were smiling happily.

Seeing Shen Qiucheng, Lu Yibai rushed up immediately, and said, "Brother Shen, I was talking about you to Du Zeyang just now, I want to go to Yingchuan, can you take me with me?"

Shen Qiucheng looked at him inexplicably, "Your parents agree with you to do this?"

"Take care of them." Lu Yibai replied, "My dad is the mayor of a small town. He just needs to take care of my younger brother. Why do you care about me?"

Really young and fearless, do not know the dangers of the world.

"Let's discuss it with your parents." After Shen Qiucheng finished speaking, he said to Yuan Lan, "Goodbye."

Without staying for another minute, he turned around and got into the car.With a swollen head, I drove for several hours, stopping and going, and it was already evening when I arrived at Yingchuan.Although the car belonged to Xu Hengzhou, he didn't have the energy to return it. He wasn't an outsider anyway, so he drove it home.

As soon as Shen Qiucheng turned into the road of his villa, he saw a familiar Hummer parked outside the yard, and a man leaned against the car door. In flickering.

Shen Qiucheng drove straight into the garage, turned off the engine and got out of the car. When he walked through the yard, he could strongly feel two eyes chasing him without turning his head.

Shen Qiucheng opened the door and was about to enter the room when a moderate voice came, "Where did you go? I've been looking for you all day, do you understand?"

Shen Qiucheng suddenly felt it was ridiculous, and some things had to be said clearly at once.

After slamming the gate, Shen Qiucheng turned around and took a few steps, opened the iron gate of the yard, closed it casually, and leaned in, about one meter away from Yan Quan.

"Where did you go?" Yan Quan took a puff on his cigarette and asked again.

"Not staying in the hospital, what are you doing here?" Shen Qiucheng didn't answer Yan Quan's question.

"Where did you go?" Yan Quan asked tirelessly, as if he didn't know the answer and would not give up.

"What does it have to do with you?" Shen Qiucheng smiled slightly, took out a cigarette and sniffed it under his nose, "Are you going to 'chase' me in the way you coax little girls? First son, you How old?"

"I fucking thought you were taken away by Kang Yuan again! I've been looking for you in circles for a whole day! Please tell me where you go next time? Or bring your mobile phone!" Yan Quan suddenly roared, black Hair and clothes fluttered with the night wind.

Shen Qiucheng continued to smile, but his voice was a little cold: "Why are you so angry?"

Yan Quan's beautiful and coquettish eyes closed slowly, covering up all the radiance, as if he was engaged in some ideological struggle.

"I've always felt that love, love, you and me are all very hypocritical." Shen Qiucheng looked away, took out the lighter, twirled it between his fingers a few times, and lit a cigarette, "Although you have no lower limit, you have no limit. Virtuous, and a little crazy, but more reliable than them, because you are honest and naked enough, all for the original *."

Yan Quan's expression was languid, and a weary smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "What are you trying to say? Just to insult me ​​by boasting?"

Shen Qiucheng took a step forward, stretched out his hand to support the car door, and pinched Yan Quan's handsome, exquisite and flawless face with his other hand, which was holding a cigarette, and pulled it over. The two of them looked at each other at a very close distance. .

"Don't take me for a fool." Shen Qiucheng repeated the ambiguous words in the hospital, and added the next sentence, "Don't think that I really don't know what you're thinking."

Yan Quan laughed suddenly, the dim light from the street lamps made his handsome face a little psychedelic, "I don't even know what I'm thinking, you are amazing too."

Shen Qiucheng let go of Yan Quan, lowered his eyes to look, and pointed his fingers at Yan Quan's chest, the cigarette ash fell rustlingly, the night wind was bitingly cold, his expression became even worse, and the ending sound rose faintly.

"Yan Quan, control yourself, you've crossed the line—"

In an instant, the world was silent, breathing, heartbeat and blood all stopped, as if he had died.

Shen Qiucheng smiled indifferently, and gently patted Yan Quan's smooth cheek, "Go home early, it's too cold outside, don't freeze your most precious fingers."

Yan Quan raised his head slightly, and looked at the full moon in the night sky with shivering corners of his eyes.

"Don't come here again." Shen Qiucheng flicked the cigarette butts away, and said lightly.

Then he turned around and entered the house without looking back.

Yan Quan's eyes became slack, and his mind began to be in a trance. He took out a bottle of pain relief tablets, unscrewed it and swallowed it, mechanically numb his subconscious movements.

Shen Qiucheng's words filled his mind.

——Yan Quan, control yourself, you have crossed the line a bit.

No matter whether it was the company or the family, Yan Quan did not come again.

At the end of the meeting with the Zheng Shi Group, *feng intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that the first son's stomach disease had worsened, and he was lying in the hospital tossing and turning every day, so many men and women felt lonely and cold.

Shen Qiucheng was calm and steady, writing and signing various reports non-stop, without even moving his eyelids.

*Feng was also drunk by these two men. He could penetrate such powerful and complicated business secrets, but he couldn't understand the small magnetic field and electric waves between the two men.

Ask one, one is silent.The other one, after all, was too young, so it was not easy to ask directly, so he could only insinuate, but in the end Mao couldn't tell.

Yuan Shen concluded at the end of the year that in the past half a year since Shen Qiucheng took over, the company's performance has not been booming, but it has been stable.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the Lunar New Year is ushered in.

On New Year's Eve, red lights were hung high in every household, children laughed and chased after the cannons, and wanderers who had worked outside for a year returned home, and the air was full of reunion.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony on the second floor of Shen's villa, there was a white high-end round table and three chairs.

Shen Qiucheng sat here from morning till night, doing nothing but smoking, with messy cigarette butts thrown around his feet.

The night is dark, and the Spring Festival Gala has begun. The entire Yingchuan City is lit with lights, warm and happy.

Shen Qiucheng was still sitting in the dark smoking a cigarette without even turning on the lights, as if he was shielded from this happy world.

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