Same Bed Different Dreams

Wei Xiao frowned, and after a long while, Fang let out a foul breath, with a bit of unbearable expression on his face, "Jing Ci, of course you can mention him, you can mention anyone you want."

Zhou Jingci reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, "He moved out of my house, where did he go?"

Wei Xiao didn't understand why, he couldn't understand why Zhou Jingci would suddenly ask such a question.

Zhou Jingci closed his eyes, his face was pale without a trace of blood, he covered his eyes with his hands, and then said slowly, "Tell him to leave Beijing and not come back."

Wei Xiao was troubled, as if he was a little surprised by Zhou Jingci's request. He looked at the lover in front of him for a moment, then held Zhou Jingci's hand covering his eyes, and said softly, "Jing Ci, we are serious businessmen. .He wants to stay, we can’t do anything.”

Whether Wu Yi is in Beijing or not, left or right is his own choice, how can Wei Xiao force others.

The expression on Zhou Jingci's face was faint, and he withdrew his hand without showing any expression, "If you don't go, I will."

Wei Xiao's mouth opened and closed, he looked at Zhou Jingci, "Baby...you..."

Wei Xiao naturally didn't want Zhou Jingci to resign to see Wu Yi, he couldn't bear Zhou Jingci to face this kind of embarrassment.What's more, he thought that Zhou Jingci would never want to see this person in his life.

Zhou Jingci interrupted Wei Xiao's intermittent speech, "Wei Xiao, what are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that if I find someone from the dark web again, I will kill him too?"

Wei Xiao's temples twitched, the muscles on his face twitched, and he immediately pulled Zhou Jingci into his arms.

Wei Xiao's heart ached sharply, and the cruel and terrifying images of that day flashed again in his mind, the truck driving crazily under the scorching sun, the school gate with no one around, and Zhou Jingci standing in the middle of the road with a dull face. ...

Memories from 20 years ago overlapped with reappearances 20 years later, each frame was like ruthless hands strangling Wei Xiao by the throat.

This is a nightmare that Wei Xiao can't get rid of no matter what.

He was about to suffocate.

"His grandfather saved your life, right? Can I give him my life back?"

Just let us go back, as long as our feelings are clean.

Zhou Jingci didn't care about this fate for a long time.

He just wants to go back to the past.

Even if it is the poorest and most hopeless day, even if it is staying in the basement with Wei Xiao every day eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns.

It's nothing.

No matter how hard and tiring it is, it is better than losing Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao looked at Zhou Jingci in disbelief, and stood up with a "boom".He stared at Zhou Jingci's face for a long time, his throat was so hoarse, he tried his best to force out his voice, "Baby, I love you, you can punish me whatever you want, and I'm happy to make amends to you."

"Just please don't seek death again. Don't say such words again to gouge my heart."

Zhou Jingci looked blankly at the serious expression on Wei Xiao's face, he lowered his head even more, he didn't understand, did he say something wrong?

He was a little confused, froze for a moment, and asked, "Didn't you gouge out my heart?"

Wei Xiao clenched his hands, and he squatted down in front of Zhou Jingci, "It's my fault, baby, it's my fault."

After finishing speaking, Wei Xiao straightened up, "Be quiet for a while, and I will be quiet for a while too."

After Wei Xiao left, Zhou Jingci suddenly collapsed. He sat on the bed with his knees hugged, curled up, his shoulders trembling unnaturally, and after a few minutes, he let out a sob.

He knew that Wei Xiao was not at all to blame for what he had endured.

He also knew that since Wei Xiao had returned to his side, he shouldn't bring up the old matter again, which would only increase his grudge.

But he just couldn't help it.

Seeing Wei Xiao's face, he could think of how Wei Xiao and Wu Yi were rubbing hands together in those days, and hearing Wei Xiao's voice, he could think of how Wei Xiao humiliated himself time after time on the phone.He was about to drive himself crazy.

There was really nothing he could do.

Wei Xiao must be angry.

Zhou Jingci's heart constricted fiercely, and even his stomach convulsed. He took deep breaths and tried to resist the pain, but it was in vain.

The room was pitch-black, with only a little light coming in from the window, which made people feel lonely.

They have been in love for so many years, but they still don't know each other.

Zhou Jingci bit his lip hard, not wanting to make a sound, but sobbing could still be seen from between his lips and teeth.

He doesn't want this.

He cries a lot these days.

It's nothing like it used to be.

Obviously Wei Xiao has already thought of him, obviously Wei Xiao still loves him, obviously he has got his wish.

Zhou Jingci's head was buzzing, his mind was filled with all kinds of Wei Xiao, the cruel Wei Xiao, the gentle Wei Xiao, the indifferent Wei Xiao, the considerate Wei Xiao...

Countless fragments are connected together, good and bad, desperately remembered, trying to forget... like a ball of yarn, completely mixed together, and can no longer be separated.

Zhou Jingci tried his best to suppress his crying, and there were waves of dull pain in his temples, and his heart was cramping for a long time.

It hurts, it hurts him so much.

Almost dead.

Better to be dead.

Suddenly, two strong arms covered Zhou Jingci from behind, and then he fell into a warm embrace.

Wei Xiao smelled like cigarettes, and repeatedly kissed Zhou Jingci's hair from behind, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry baby, it's all my fault baby, don't cry, please don't cry gone."

Just now, when Wei Xiao heard Zhou Jingci's frustrating words about looking for life and death, the fire in Wei Xiao's heart was instantly ignited.

He was about to be overwhelmed by Zhou Jingci's depressed and gloomy mood, and he was about to fall into the same despair as Zhou Jingci.

But he can't.

Life will go on, and tomorrow will still come. Indulging in the suffering of the past will not benefit the present, let alone the future.

So Wei Xiao left.

He needed a breather so badly.

He went downstairs silently, washed his face with cold water, and then stood in the garden smoking a few cigarettes.He was so angry that he seemed to have a rabbit tied to his chest, but Zhou Jingci couldn't worry about it. He hurriedly extinguished the cigarette and ran into the house with big strides, only to see his baby sitting on the bed crying out of breath. Take a breath.

How could he be angry?

How could he have any emotions?

Zhou Jingci was the only one in front of him.

The tears on Zhou Jingci's face touched Wei Xiao's shoulders, and he burst into tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't want this..."

He doesn't want to confront the person he loves the most, and he doesn't want to torture Wei Xiao with these things that have already happened and cannot be changed.

He didn't want to punish Wei Xiao, nor did he want to kill the relationship between the two of them.

Obviously everything is moving in a good direction, and obviously everything is not that bad.

But there was nothing but despair in his heart.

He can't see tomorrow.

Wei Xiao patted Zhou Jingci's shoulder lightly, like coaxing a child, "Don't cry, baby, don't cry."

Wei Xiao held Zhou Jingci in his arms and comforted him until he was tired of crying.

Zhou Jingci's heart was still throbbing with pain, he sniffed, and for some reason, suddenly asked, "Will you forget me again?"

Wei Xiao kissed him, and while saying "no", he took out a marker pen from the bedside table and stuffed it into Zhou Jingci's hand.

Then, Wei Xiao took off his pajamas, and said to Zhou Jingci in a gentle voice, "Baby, come, sign me."

Zhou Jingci's heart trembled, and he wrote his name on Wei Xiao's left chest, where his heart beat.

Wei Xiao smiled and said, "Will you write a few more?"

Zhou Jingci thought it was meaningless.The left and right are now written on it, and it will fall off after taking a shower, leaving nothing behind.

Wei Xiao insisted, "Write a few more."

Zhou Jingci found it troublesome, but couldn't shirk it, so he wrote "Zhou Jingci" on Wei Xiao's arm.

After finishing writing, Zhou Jingci refused to write any more, closed his eyes and frowned, and collapsed into Wei Xiao's arms.

Wei Xiao kissed his ear, "You stamped on me, and even if I forget myself in the future, I will never forget your name."

Zhou Jingci forced a smile, but didn't open his eyes. He was really sleepy. After a while, he said slowly, "Then don't wash it off."

Wei Xiao nodded, stroked his hand, and said, "If you don't wash it off, you won't wash it off for the rest of your life."