Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

Think of it as a dream, Wang Miao thought. He was lying beside Fu Xizhou. He opened his eyes and looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky. There were cats on his body and dogs on one side. They shook their ears from time to time, vigilant. Looking around, Fu Xizhou turned around, quietly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Miao's profile, without saying a word.

"Are you awake?" Wang Miao asked suddenly, as if he knew that Fu Xizhou had opened his eyes.

"Wake up." Fu Xizhou rested his arms on his head and looked at Wang Miao's profile.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Miao turned his head, but happened to meet Fu Xizhou's gaze. He smiled and didn't turn his eyes away. Of course, he didn't either.

"I'm thinking of you in the past, you must have been a very gentle boy, and your eyes couldn't deceive anyone." Fu Xizhou also smiled.

"It's actually very ordinary. Walk to school, go to school, eat three meals at school, leave school, work on weekends, repeat." Wang Miao also imitated Fu Xizhou. He turned over to face Fu Xizhou, with his arms pillowed, and his body curled up involuntarily. stand up.

"Well, Wang Miao, I think I must apologize to you." Fu Xizhou said softly.

"It's not worth mentioning the past, and there's no way to make up for the mistakes you made by apologizing, right?" Wang Miao said softly.

"You're right. People have to look forward. You can't just dwell on the past. The sorrows, joys, and hardships of the past are all things in the past. You have to learn to let go and let go. Are you right?" Fu Xizhou stretched out his hand to gently tap the tip of Wang Miao's nose, and said with a smile.

"Perhaps, you're right. You always have to let go of the past. It's just that the memory is suddenly empty. I'm a bit reluctant." Wang Miao lowered his eyelids and sighed.

"Then let's use the future to create more memories!" Fu Xizhou laughed loudly. He stood up abruptly, patted the dust off his body, and stretched out his hand to Wang Miao.

"Okay." Wang Miao held Fu Xizhou's hand.

"According to your habits, at this time I should say fuck the bird, hahaha." Fu Xizhou pulled Wang Miao up on the icy cold ground, he opened his arms, and hugged the skinny boy fiercely, Fu Xizhou let out a long breath, and greedily rubbed the young man's heart with his cheek.

"..." Wang Miao, who had never been hugged like this before, was at a loss for a moment. He was stunned, and he raised his hand and patted Fu Xizhou's head belatedly.

"Go home, I'll sleep on the bed for you, and I'll sleep on the sofa." Fu Xizhou leaned into Wang Miao's ear and whispered.

Fu Xizhou once thought that his life with Wang Miao would probably continue like this forever. He went to work, Wang Miao was at home, and occasionally Wang Miao would go out to buy some clothes for him, or buy some of his favorite food. Husband and wife are the same, of course, if there is no Jiang Lin, an uninvited guest who visits from time to time, it may be more happy.

"You, what's the matter?" Wang Miao was wearing rabbit pajamas, carrying a few garbage bags in his hand, and looked helplessly at Jiang Lin who was blocking the way in front of him. If he remembered correctly, Jiang Lin was the No. 17 visitor this month. I'm looking for him.

"Well, you come with me now, and it will be too late." Jiang Lin's fingers flew on the phone screen, and he raised his head to look at Wang Miao from time to time, and said eagerly.

"Where are you going, Jiang's old house? Do you want to live as a substitute? I don't want to do it. This is my home. Please make way." Wang Miao dejectedly wanted to avoid Jiang Lin, the god of plague.

"You don't have to listen to me for anything, but this time you have to come with me, you come with me, I'll settle this matter for you!" Jiang Lin grabbed Wang Miao's arm and shouted.

"Sorry, I don't want to make a deal with others now. If you want to help me, you can help me. If you don't help me, you can't help. To be honest, after seeing my aunt die with my own eyes, I don't have any hope for your help at all." Wang Miao shook off Jiang Lin's hand, he sorted the garbage into the trash can, and then yawned.

"What the hell did Fu Xizhou give you? He said bad things about me, what did he say about me, Miao Miao, listen to me, I'm really running out of time!" Jiang Lin glanced at his phone.

"Do you remember, when I met Chu Jiachen for the first time, I was beaten up by Chu Jiachen and his friends that night, and my bones were broken. They said I was shameless, but you didn't say a word for me Say, come in and bring a lawyer to hand over a stack of documents to me, and a bank card, you said that it contains compensation, let me sign a promise not to sue Chu Jiachen, let me promise to forget about this matter, you helped me out Well, no, when my aunt was hospitalized, the loan I applied for was stopped by Jiang’s again and again. I called you hundreds of times, but you didn’t answer. Later, when I drank and talked nicely with others, you were there when I was tricked. Wow, you just ran over and slapped me after you found out about this, and you didn’t even ask me why I did that, you just scolded me shamelessly, scolded me for doing these things to embarrass you, and said you didn’t answer on purpose I just called to test me, saying that I really did it for money, Mr. Jiang, human life is at stake, you said you are testing me, if you know what I am doing with that money, and continue to do such bad things, I can only If you say you are scum, if you say you don’t know, it proves that I had no place in your heart before. Since you refused to help me at the beginning, don’t pretend to save me now. To be honest, I have always been very If I want to die, I should have died a long time ago, on the day of the heavy rain in Pingcheng, when I was standing downstairs at the headquarters of your Jiang Group, when I couldn't even enter the gate of your company." Wang Miao grabbed Grabbing her hair, she said calmly.

"Okay, it's all my fault. I apologize to you. You go with me first, and then you scold me, okay?" Jiang Lin smiled wryly.

"Mr. Jiang, please respect yourself. If you don't leave, I will call the police." Wang Miao took a step back and took out his mobile phone.

"Okay, as long as you don't regret it, don't say that I never helped you, you are rejecting me." Jiang Lin gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

"I don't regret it. In addition, Fu Xizhou didn't give me ecstasy soup, and he didn't say anything bad about you. You weren't even in our chat. Mr. Jiang, you're still as self-righteous as ever." Wang Miao sneered.

"Okay, I am self-righteous, I am self-righteous, Wang Miao, remember, you must not come to me crying and begging me, when the time comes, the scene will be very ugly." Jiang Lin nodded Wang Miao, then turned and refused leave.

"Goodbye." Wang Miao was shivering from the cold wind, without any sleepiness, but he insisted on waving goodbye to Jiang Lin's back in the bitter cold wind.

This kind of fate is that Wang Miao caught a cold successfully. The child whose body was already riddled with holes plunged into the sofa when he returned home, and suddenly developed a high fever. When Fu Xizhou came home from work, Wang Miao was already pale because of the high fever. It was red, curled up on the sofa like a cooked prawn, Fu Xizhou called Wang Miao, but got no response, he turned on the light, wanted to pick Wang Miao up and send him back to the room, but he never wanted to touch it, it was hot The feeling made Fu Xizhou withdraw his hand suddenly. Fu Xizhou put one hand on his forehead and the other on Wang Miao's face. The touch from his hand was an iceberg on one side and a stove on the other. Fu Xizhou hurried into the room and took out a windbreaker. After wrapping it tightly, Miao picked up the boy and ran outside.

"Master, please go to the hospital, hurry up, he has a fever." Fu Xizhou hugged Wang Miao and got into the back seat, exposing Wang Miao's small face in the windbreaker, and shouted distressedly.

"Oh, okay, it's okay, don't worry about me, Wang Miao?" The driver started the car, he adjusted the rearview mirror habitually, and saw Wang Miao's face through the mirror.

"You know him?" Fu Xizhou asked.

"I know, I know, who are you?" the driver said coldly.

"I, I'm his friend, what's the matter." Hearing the driver's sudden change of tone, Fu Xizhou couldn't help but "thump" in his heart, thinking that this person could not be Wang Miao's enemy.

"Oh, your friend's personality is not very good, and he is convinced to have a friend like you." The driver lowered the window and spat out, without the desire to start the car.

"Let's go first, master?" Fu Xizhou asked.

"Forty for others, five hundred for him, brothers, I saw Wang Miao, exactly the same as that printed on that leaflet." The driver took down the walkie-talkie and said contemptuously.

"Just five hundred, let's go now, Master!" Fu Xizhou was a little anxious.

"Okay, you don't know what your friend is doing?" The driver started the car neatly when he heard "life is at stake". On the way, he glanced at Wang Miao from time to time, and then asked.

"He, what did he do?" Fu Xizhou asked blankly.

"Hey, let me show you, it's all good things done by your friend." The driver picked up a piece of paper from the passenger seat.

Fu Xizhou took it in a hurry, and the front and back were full of unsightly indecent photos of Wang Miao. Although mosaics were made on key places, Wang Miao's face was missing. For example, to seduce a foreign boss to be a male mistress, for example, to seduce Jiang Lin, the president of the Jiang Group, Fu Xizhou, who read the densely packed words, almost passed out with Wang Miao. He cleared his throat, swallowed, and asked, "Who is this?" When and who posted it?"

"In the afternoon, there was a sudden, overwhelming hair, the more you go to the urban area, the denser it becomes. Now there is probably one person in the urban area. If you want, I will take you to a clinic that is less crowded. You Friends can also be less poked in the back." The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and sighed.

"Thank you, thank you!" Fu Xizhou thanked quickly.

"I'm looking at your face. I think you are very down-to-earth. Wang Miao is about the same age as my son. You can persuade him when you have time. Don't do these things. You will damage your morality and be poked. Backbone," said the driver.

"Well, thank you." Fu Xizhou forced a smile.

"Here we are, walk to the end of this dirt road, then turn left, you can just give me forty, do you want a receipt?" The driver lowered the window and lit a cigarette.

"Thank you, thank you." Fu Xizhou pushed open the car door, picked up Wang Miao and ran out.

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