Misrepresentation

Zhu Jiu was a little at a loss.

He didn't want Zhou Yiyi to know about it either. After all, he didn't expose it. Zhou Yiyi didn't know where to find out. It's probably because Sui Shi and Uncle Qi didn't hold back in front of Zhou Yiyi behind his back...

Now Zhou Yiyi didn't make a fuss on the spot, (it can't be ruled out that he had already made a fuss in the hotel last night), but just stood there in a daze, Zhu Jiu looked at it for a long time and felt a little sympathetic, and passed the cigarette over: "Why don't you smoke one. "

"No. When can I leave?" Zhou Yiyi asked.

Zhu Jiu asked cautiously: "Where are you going?" Who knows if this is a representation or a reference, maybe it's a disheartened wandering around the world.

"I want to sit over there." Zhou Yiyi said.

Zhu Jiu felt a little relieved, and comforted him, "Think about what I just said."

I miss your size.

Zhou Yiyi nodded patiently, and was about to leave when Sui Shi ran over and asked enthusiastically, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Yiyi looked at him.

Zhu Jiu also looked at him.

Sui Shi noticed that the atmosphere was weird, so he bit the bullet and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Is it a little secret that I can't listen to?"

Zhou Yiyi withdrew his gaze: "No, just talk about the scenery casually. Boss Sui, you talk, I'll go and sit for a while."

After speaking, he left, ignoring Sui Shi's request to stay.

Sui Shi quickly changed his face, and turned his head to stare at Zhu Jiu: "Did you do something wrong?"

"Fuck, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Zhu Jiu said angrily, "If you don't like Uncle Qi, forget it. Now that he has someone, you are flirting there again, treating him like a fool. It's okay now, the game is over. !"

"What a mess, when have I been ambiguous?"

"Last night, in the middle of the night, you had to find Uncle Seven—"

"I'll show him my hotel reform plan!" Sui Shi said anxiously.

"Are you a primary school student so eager to ask for praise? Primary school students are not like you! They are all adults. You don't have any idea about how ambiguous it is to knock on the door at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night? You only read the luminous plan at night Got it?" Zhu Jiu asked.

"Fuck!" Sui Shi became even more anxious, "Didn't you go with me! I even specially dragged you in!"

"I'm a fucking cousin, are you the same as me? Sui Shi, seriously, are you green tea? I've come to my senses now, you're a fucking top-notch green tea!" Zhu Jiu stared.

"are you crazy?!"

……

Zhou Yiyi walked about ten steps away, stopped, and met Feng Chengan in front of him.

A few seconds later, Feng Chengan asked, "What did Zhu Jiu tell you?"

Zhou Yiyi asked back: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Feng Cheng'an really said, "Zhu Jiu's words are unbelievable."

"There are too many people, let's talk about it when we go back." Zhou Yiyi withdrew his gaze and looked at the grass next to him.

Feng Chengan could only nod his head.

Near noon, everyone went back to the hotel, had dinner, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Feng Chengan waited in the room for half an hour but did not see Zhou Yiyi, so he picked up his stick and put it down anxiously, put it down and picked it up.

【private chat】

[angry]: Yiyi, are you taking a lunch break?

[Angry]: In the morning we agreed to come back and talk about it. My room is more elegant and less crowded. Would you like to come over and talk about it?

[angry]: If you're on your lunch break, just ignore the last two messages.

[angry]: Sorry to disturb your lunch break.

After Feng Cheng'an sent four messages in one breath, his heart became more and more flustered. After thinking about it, he withdrew them all.

He was worried that Zhou Yiyi thought he was urging him.

[Angry]: Yiyi, I asked Zhu Jiu, he said some stupid things in the morning, it was all a misunderstanding, don't take it seriously.Sui Shi and I are just friends.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Zhou Yiyi still did not reply.

Feng Chengan couldn't sit still.

Probably tired in the morning and taking a lunch break, Feng Chengan only met a few hotel staff on the way to Zhou Yiyi's room.

He rang the doorbell for a long time before Zhou Yiyi came to open the door. While scratching his messy hair, he yawned, with displeasure on his face when he was woken up in his sleep, but his tone was still polite: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you yesterday. I didn't sleep at night, I just couldn't hold back and fell asleep."

After saying that, he went back in, Feng Chengan hurriedly followed and closed the door behind him.

Zhou Yiyi sat on the edge of the bed, put his hands on his knees, woke up with his head drooping and dozed off for a while, and finally raised his eyes to look at Feng Chengan.

Feng Cheng'an stood there with his cane, and only when he caught his gaze did he speak: "Yi Yi, Sui Shi and I are just friends, but Zhu Jiu has always misunderstood, that's why I said those stupid words to you in the morning."

Zhou Yi looked away, at least calmly said: "It's normal to have an ex, there's no need to deny it."

"You're right, but I didn't." Feng Chengan said.

"I really didn't intend to entangle you with this matter. It's all over. I just want to know if you used me as a substitute for President Sui, and if the back of my head resembles him." Zhou Yiyi said.

Feng Cheng'an was puzzled, but firmly said: "I have no such intention!"

"Oh, then it's all right." Zhou Yiyi said.

Feng Chengan was startled: "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Zhou Yiyi asked.

"That's not what I meant... Just trust me." Feng Chengan said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry to bother you, I will teach Zhu Jiu well and let him apologize to you."

"Don't, what is it like. It's over, don't mention it." Zhou Yiyi frowned.

Feng Chengan hurriedly asked: "Then how can you get rid of your anger?"

"I've lost my temper, don't tell me I'm fine." Zhou Yiyi said.

But Feng Cheng'an was always uneasy, Zhou Yiyi's anger dissipated too quickly, he had no sense of security, he was afraid that Zhou Yiyi was lying to him, but in fact he refused to forgive him.

"Yiyi, please trust me." Feng Chengan said anxiously.

"I believe you, I said I'm fine. I'm so sleepy now, go to sleep." After Zhou Yiyi finished speaking, he fell back on the bed and covered his head with a blanket.

Feng Chengan clenched his cane tightly, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva repeatedly, and after a while, called in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"

Zhou Yiyi didn't speak.

"Yi Yi?"

"If you are not asleep, can you answer me?"

"Xiao Zhou?"

The strong uneasiness in Feng Chengan's heart surged up again. He thought of when he was a child, he called his parents, but his parents didn't respond to him, as if he was an invisible and transparent person.

Sui Shi was naughty and active since he was a child, and was always chased and beaten by his family members. He complained to Feng Chengan, who was as quiet as a tree hole, but Feng Chengan was always envious, thinking that even if he was scolded and beaten, it would be better than not existing.

Feng Cheng'an was very panicked that he might be kicked out of the house by his parents someday.

Feng Chengan slowly came to the bed, stretched out his hand to push Zhou Yiyi lightly, but retracted without touching the blanket.

He took a deep breath, tried to encourage himself, and stretched out his hand to Zhou Yiyi—he even wanted to hug Zhou Yiyi directly, hold him tighter, and beg Zhou Yiyi's forgiveness. The wool on the blanket, or not touching it at all, he shrank back immediately as if he had been electrocuted.

Feng Cheng'an had "harmed" Chen Zun when he was a child.

In fact, I really don't blame him, Chen Zun and Feng Wenxuan took advantage of Sui Shi's absence and set up a trap to trap Cheng'an, but Feng Chengan saw the clue and cautiously walked around the trap.

The two thought it was a trap that hadn't been set properly.

Feng Wenxuan was more thoughtful than Chen Zun, and when he went to check the cause of the failure of the trap, he let Chen Zun go first, and then Chen Zun was injured.

This black pot flew to Feng Chengan.

His mother was very angry and distressed at the time.

Angry at him, feeling sorry for Chen Zun.

Feng Cheng'an mustered up a lot of courage to try to explain to her, but before he could say anything, he saw her cold and disgusted eyes, maybe even with hatred.

"Go away," she said.

Similar incidents were not uncommon in Feng Chengan's childhood. It was not "invented" by his mother, and his father was no better than his mother.

Zhou Yiyi was really sleepy, and fell asleep right after he fell down, but he fell asleep and dreamed in a daze, and suddenly woke up again.

He turned over and vaguely saw a tall figure in front of the window, so frightened that he woke up for three seconds, opened his eyes wide and looked, oh, it's still Feng Cheng'an, almost forgot that he was still here—wait !

Zhou Yiyi's eyes that had just closed back opened again in a second, and he hurriedly got up to help Feng Cheng'an: "Are you all right? What's wrong?"

At this moment, Feng Cheng'an's face was very gloomy, his eyes were very hollow, swarthy, to put it bluntly, like the eyes of a ghost doll in a Japanese horror movie.

Zhou Yiyi thought that Feng Chengan was not feeling well, so he helped him and dragged him to the sofa: "Sit down first. Are you hypoglycemic or something? Do you want to take medicine? Or ask Special Assistant Yu? Talk to me!"

Feng Chengan didn't speak, just looked at him strangely.

Zhou Yiyi stopped counting on him, and turned to get his mobile phone to find the almighty Yu Tezhu.

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter?" Assistant Yu asked politely.

"seal up--"

"Get married." Feng Chengan said suddenly.

Special Assistant Yu: "..."

Do you still need to call me specifically to let me hear you when you propose?Seriously, do you guys really think it's my job to witness proposals and weddings?Really?No way?

Zhou Yiyi: "...huh?"

Feng Chengan stood up from the sofa, then knelt down straight on the ground, and repeated: "I propose to you."

"..."

Zhou Yiyi's whole body was going to be bad, so he knelt down subconsciously, and then said to the phone dumbly, "Yu Tezhu, is it convenient for you to come to my room within a minute right now?"

"Ok."

It seems like they really think that's my job, too, and that's the absurdity of the world, presumably.

After Zhou Yiyi summoned Special Assistant Yu, he put down his mobile phone, his mind that had just been frightened and stupid gradually recovered, and he moved back a little bit calmly, and said, "Get up first."

Feng Chengan was keenly aware of his attitude: "You don't agree?"

"Get up first and talk later." Zhou Yiyi tried to get away with it.

"You brought up this topic first, don't you yearn for it?" Feng Chengan asked seriously.

"I found that you are very serious. I really just chatted a lot. You don't have to take it all seriously. It was the same in the car last time... I am so stressed when you are like this." Zhou Yiyi frowned.

"You don't want to?" Feng Chengan asked.

Zhou Yiyi struggled: "It's not that I don't want to, but it's not now—"

"Isn't it what time it is?" Feng Chengan asked.

"Let's talk about it later. I think you are not calm now." Zhou Yiyi felt that this situation was very strange.

"I never act impulsively." Feng Chengan said.

"I think you're impulsive right now."

Feng Cheng'an didn't want to talk about it, but went straight to the point: "You just need to answer, are you willing?"

Zhou Yiyi was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't want to now."

"why?"

"Because you are not calm now." Zhou Yiyi was almost speechless.

"I'm calm."

"Calm down and get up first."

"marry."

"I'll marry you! No—yes, I'll marry you!" Zhou Yiyi was a little annoyed, "Can't you get up?"

Feng Chengan didn't speak or move, and continued to stare at him with the eyes of a horror movie protagonist.

"..." Zhou Yiyi got up first by himself, took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and said anxiously, "Don't do this, I have psychological shadows, don't scare me."

Although Qu Meng was not so quiet when he got sick, but who knows if Feng Chengan will suddenly explode... When they first started playing together in high school, Qu Meng looked quite normal, an introverted guy...

The author has something to say:

Dai Xiaojing: Brother, you don’t know how to do it just by looking at it. At this time, you don’t press every step of the way, don’t be strong, you have to retreat, you cry, you tear your socks and pant legs, you just start to sell miserably, All the unlucky things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds 800 years ago are all mentioned, blah blah blah, let me tell you, if you are a person, you have sympathy. It looks like a more human being than Lu Bei, blah blah blah, actually the focus is on the socks, and there is technical content in pulling socks, blah blah blah, if you don’t have socks, you can pull your cane, and you just puff your mouth He poked his stick back and forth with drooping eyebrows, anyway, a small prop would do, blah blah blah.

Feng Cheng'an: (bows his head and writes notes carefully) (but when he was learning, he thought he knew it, and when it was time to use it, he was completely useless)