double duty

After dinner, Zhou Xiaoxiao personally drove Gu Zhi back to the hotel.

He smoked a cigarette in a remote corner at the bottom of the building, and after the smell of the smoke dissipated, Gu Zhi put on his mask and walked back to his room slowly.

He wasn't very sleepy, but he couldn't help but want to sleep after taking a shower, but he lay on the bed, and his mind was clear again.

After tossing and turning, about an hour later, he finally fell asleep.

He hadn't had a dream about Shang Yizhou for a long time, unexpectedly, once in a while, the dream went back to eight years ago.

Bright white like starry fireworks, the crowd was surging, Shang Yizhen's brows and eyes were slightly green, and his fiery palms held him.

The wind and cold in winter can't blow away his desire.

He saw Shang Yizhou's lips parted slightly, "Do you have a nickname?"

Gu Yan shouldn't have answered, but by accident, he replied, "I have."

Shang Yizhou's face suddenly became gloomy and ferocious, "No, you didn't!"

Gu Zhi shook off his hand, and took several steps back in panic, the crowd dissipated in an instant.

But he still didn't change his words, "I have."

"you have not!"

"I won't be called Xiaoqiu, I'm not him—"

Shang Yizhou rushed forward ferociously, his hands bound his neck like shackles, and then tightened it up little by little, "You should belong to Xiaoqiu, why not?"

"No..." Gu Zhi's face flushed red from boredom, he could hardly breathe, "I don't want—!"

"Then go to die."

His body jumped up suddenly, the room was dark, there were no fireworks, and there was no Shang Yizhou.

With cold sweat on his forehead, back and back, Gu Zhi staggered out of bed, poured a glass of water, and gulped it down. The cold liquid passed through his throat, and his trance spirit recovered a bit.

After touching his neck in fear, there was no pain.

He dug out the medicine from the bedside cabinet and swallowed it like a gulp.

This time, he was completely sleepless, put on his pajamas, walked to the balcony, took out his cigarette case, and smoked in a familiar way.

At three o'clock in the morning, the lights of Wanjia were turned off, and the night breeze was cool.

With a 'ding' sound, the WeChat notification sounded.

Gu Zhi frowned, who else would look for him so late?

At the top of the message list is Wang Cheng, with a red dot next to it.

[Wang Cheng: Didn't you have a falling out with Shang Yingdi? ? ? 】

Gu Zhi frowned even tighter, and replied yes.

[Wang Cheng: Damn it, is Shang Yingdi demented?Brother, don't reply to my message, read Weibo immediately! 】

Gu Zhi paused with his fingertips, crossed out WeChat, and opened Weibo.

It was clearly three o'clock in the morning, but it was as lively as New Year's Eve, and all this stemmed from a Weibo reposted by Shang Yizhou.

[Shang: I broke up a long time ago, there is no cheating, and there is no reason for the rumors on the Internet. 】

Weibo exploded.

The fans were in a tizzy.

[The hundredth day of loving my brother: Fuck me, brother, open your eyes!After all this, you still speak for him? 】

[Lemon Cha: Brother's beautiful face and eyes are really hammered. 】

[Awsl: It's outrageous to pinch a horse! 】

However, this is not the reason why the fans really fry the pot. Another Weibo was posted 15 minutes later.

[Shang: He is very good, the reason for the breakup is my fault. 】

When Gu Zhi reached this line, his fingertips were trembling. Shang Yizhen seemed to be defending him and taking all the responsibility on him, but he couldn't understand Shang Yizhen's intention of doing so.

Wang Cheng sent several messages in a row before he was able to call Gu Zhi's soul back.

[Wang Cheng: Brother?Are you awake? 】

[Wang Cheng: What is the secret of Shang Yingdi in your hands? 】

[Gu Zhi: No. 】

[Wang Cheng:?true love no doubt]

Not to mention Wang Cheng, even Gu Zhi himself is stupid. If it is said that Shang Yizhen is just to solve this urgent need for him, the first Weibo post is justified, and the second post is completely superfluous. The only function is to tell everyone people.

It was his reason that caused the breakup, and it had nothing to do with Gu Zhi.

And this sentence also slapped his fans in the face mercilessly.

Gu Zhi whispered to himself, "Crazy."

He pursed his lips and was about to close Weibo when Shang Yizhou's third Weibo appeared on the homepage.

[Shang: Can you relax a bit?This is only visible to you, don't worry. 】

[Shang: I am thinking of you.This one is also only visible to you. 】

[Shang: The wound is hurting again, but it feels like the heart is hurting. Was it the same when you liked me before? 】

[Shang: You in the photo look very happy, with smiles on your face and eyes, just treat it as my reward for helping you this time, and when you see me next time, you will also smile, is that okay? 】

[Shang: I don't know if you will go to Weibo or see it, but apart from this method, I can't find a second way to talk to you. 】

[Shang: Gu Zhi, I miss you very much. 】

[Shang: Good night, don't have me in your dreams, or I won't be able to see you in my dreams. 】

Gu Zhi's vision was suddenly blurred, he covered his lips, and suppressed the bitterness filling his throat, vividly.

"madman,"

"Neuropathy,"

"asshole,"

"You fucking—!"

You fucking earlier, but everything earlier!

He can still accept it, but why do you have to wait until he gives up and dare not love anymore, and then run over and say you love him!What is the use!