Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

The door was knocked twice politely, before the person who opened the door came in with a smiling voice.

"Sorry for being late."

It was Luo Shi who came in.

Compared with the original three scorched people in floral shirts and shorts, Luo Shi looked much more energetic even after a long journey.

"We're all acquaintances, come say hello, Luo Shi." Xia Qitian looked at Murong Feng's tense face, with a cheerful smile on happy occasions.

"Mr. Murong, hello, and Han Zhi," Luo Shi said with a smile, "You're tanned."

Lin Hanzhi also greeted them with a gentle smile, "I played outside when both of them were working, so they are darker than them."

Luo Shi was sitting next to Xia Qitian. Murong Feng used to chat with Xia Qitian all day long, but now he didn't say a word. Xia Qitian was happy to see the joke, but Luo Shi and Lin Hanzhi both They are not the ones who will stand in the cold, so the two chatted a few words.

Murong Feng was already almost full from eating, but now he felt like he was stuck in his throat. He didn't want to lose face in front of outsiders but was really speechless. Seeing Lin Hanzhi talking to Luo Shi without changing his expression, Feeling even more bored and uncomfortable, he kicked Lin Hanzhi under the table.

"I—— eh?" Lin Hanzhi was kicked, and turned his head in a daze, "What's wrong, Ah Feng?"

"……"accurate!

Xia Qitian wanted to get involved while watching the excitement.

Xia Qitian looked at Murongfeng, "Brother, why did you keep a straight face when Luo Shi came in? Does he owe you money?"

Looking at Murong Feng's darkened face, he was in a good mood, and when he hugged Luo Shi without hesitation, he squeezed his shoulders, leaned closer and said, "Go and sit next to Mr. Murong! If you did something wrong before, I'll be with you." None."

Luo Shi froze for a moment when Xia Qitian put his hands on his shoulders, but soon recovered to his natural state, obediently moved a position and sat beside Murong Feng.

"Mr. Murong, I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to respect you." Luo Shi poured a cup of wine and handed it over. Murong Feng also stiffened for a moment, but he didn't refuse. He raised his head and drank it.

Pushing away the chair and standing up: "I'm going to the bathroom." After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Lin Hanzhi wanted to follow, but Xia Qitian said again: "Luo Shi, go and see, you don't really owe the money and don't pay it back, why did you just leave with a cup of toast? , if you can’t find it, you will be punished!”

So Luo Shi also followed out.

Xia Qitian looked at Lin Hanzhi who was sitting there eating the cake without a bite, and said with a smile: "Han Zhi doesn't know yet, Luo Shi and brother Murong are old acquaintances."

"Really?" Lin Hanzhi smiled politely, but didn't answer.

"It is said that he is a very good friend. I don't know if Han Zhi has heard of the big incident that Brother Murong had when he was a child."

"..." Lin Hanzhi still smiled, and put down his fork, "It's all about my childhood, it doesn't matter if I hear it or not."

Xia Qitian was very courageous, so he sat down closer and took Lin Hanzhi's hand.

"I recruited some artists from Brother Murong, and Brother Murong was angry. These people always had to pay a large amount of liquidated damages, and then for a long time, they were frozen by TV stations or directors who were familiar with Murong's family.

Only Luo Shi was the one who promoted the popularity with his own hands, but after I dug it over, I don't have to worry about it at all. For so many years, even when I submitted Luo Shi for the awards, the people from Murong Feng's side would make a special mention of it. wait. "

His fingernails scraped Lin Hanzhi's palm lightly twice. Xia Qitian found that Lin Hanzhi's hand was not as smooth and soft as he had imagined when he looked at it. The palm was very thin and the fingers were very thin. It's as if it could be broken with a light grip, but the fingertips and palms are a bit rough.

"Tell me, how good friends are they?"

Lin Hanzhi smiled at Xia Qitianhe's hand, and shook it back.

Xia Qitian was surprised to find that Lin Hanzhi's hands were not weak!

"Mr. Xia, I sometimes gossip a little bit. Just now, I saw that you and Luo Shi have a very good relationship. Now it seems that you may also be interested in me."

Xia Qitian squinted his eyes and smiled, feeling more and more interesting about this person.

"and then?"

"Then I discovered one-sidedly, um," Lin Hanzhi thought for a while, "You prefer people who have a good relationship with Ah Feng."

"..."

"I've read some books on psychology before. In your case, you can usually call it—"

"What?" Xia Qitian's expression also turned ugly.

Lin Hanzhi smiled and shook the opponent's hand again, then let go, "Aiwujiwu."

In other words, you, Xia Qitian, are more interested in Murong Feng, right?

Xia Qitian's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and the fox-like smile disappeared completely, but Lin Hanzhi was still smiling, and that smile was gentle and beautiful no matter how you looked at it: "There are many feelings of falling in love and killing each other, but Mr. Xia," Lin Hanzhi said. Zhi lowered his voice, with a faceless and wretched look, and said as if discussing: "I have no likes and dislikes about the issue of up and down, and I follow Ah Feng, but do you also like being down?"

Even if he is a sheep, if his feelings are intentionally violated, he will not endure it without temper.

Lin Hanzhi was not born with the self-consciousness of being a shou, and he didn't care much about things like up and down. Like most men who don't blush when they say pornographic jokes, he settled the matter very manly.

... Xia Qitian's constipated expression hung on his face, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Luo Shi followed Murong Feng's footsteps into the bathroom.

"Will you avoid me if I sit closer to you?"

Murong Feng didn't make a sound, he paused, turned around and stopped in front of the sink, and turned on the tap to wash his hands.

For a moment, the only silence between the two was the sound of water.

Then, Luo Shi gently hugged Murong Feng from behind, and pressed his forehead against the other's back, "I was afraid of your feelings at that time, and I was afraid that all the little achievements I had won every step of the way would be lost because of this.

For so many years, I know that you have not given up on me.

I'm confident that you won't leave.

Now, I regret it.

I--"

Murong Feng interrupted him softly, "Luo Shi, back then, no, I felt wronged for many years, I wanted to give you my all, you are in my heart, like a poem, like a painting, every expression of yours and I remember all the movements, because there are not too many, so I remember them all by heart.”

"Then we—" Luo Shi raised his head in surprise.

"As I said before, Luo Shi, we can't be friends, but if you need my help, I will try my best." Murong Feng gently but firmly pulled away the other's hand.

"I have never regretted the past, but the past is the past."

"Because of Lin Hanzhi?" Luo Shi smiled, but there were tears in his eyes, desperate and beautiful, "Really? Because of him, his acting skills are better than mine. When I talk to him, his smiling face almost freezes. He Still so natural.

Is that what you like about him? "

"Luo Shi," Murong Feng put his hand on Luo Shi's shoulder, measured the distance of an arm and took a step back, "What you love the most is your career, so don't say you lost to others on it. Lin Hanzhi , he is not as good as you in career," Murong Feng smiled when he thought of the man's usual lazy look, "but I can't do without him, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

Luo Shi took a step back, tears streaming down his face, "Murongfeng, I say I love you now, it's not liking, it's love, do you still want it?"

Murong Feng shook his head without hesitation, "Thank you for letting me know that the previous years were not completely wishful thinking, but these have all passed."

The topic was completely clear, like a scar that had been sealed without completely reducing the inflammation. The pus drained out and was washed clean, but it no longer hurts.

When Luo Shi returned to the private room, Lin Hanzhi stood up, but said to Xia Qitian: "Ah Feng hasn't come out for a long time, I'll go and have a look."

When he went out, he only nodded to Luo Shi as a greeting.

You can tell what Luo Shi and Murong Feng talked about just by looking at his face, but he has never been so confident in his feelings like now, so what he says to Luo Shi now is like showing off that he is the winning party Same.

In matters of love, no one wins.

Just happened to meet that person at a time.

Then cherish it.

Murong Feng leaned against the sink and wandered.

What love was like when he imagined himself.

That seemed to be the age when he spent all his life's poetry and painting. The person he liked was like a painting, which was so beautiful when viewed from a distance or near.

The heart-piercing pain when you lose it can only be relieved by constantly paralyzing yourself.

It hurts so much that I want to give myself a hard blow, and just lose my memory.

Then he thought about his relationship after meeting Lin Hanzhi.

He is no longer in a daze like that, he has calculated everything, and he refuses to take any losses.

He refuses to say a single word of love from the beginning to the end, but he must tolerate everything.

That's actually a very flat feeling.

There is almost no intersecting part of the two careers, and the tacit understanding is cultivated by daily necessities and every bit of life, and there is almost no specific thing to think about.

This kind of feeling, the kind of dense pain when it is lost can be tolerated.

However, I never thought of giving up and forgetting.

Missing him, thinking about him, he can only feel at ease when he comes back to his side.

"Handsome, what are you in a daze for?"

When he came back to his senses, he saw Lin Hanzhi standing opposite him looking at him with squinted eyes and a smile.

Suddenly I felt like crying, so I stretched out my hands as a matter of course, "Sheep, come here and give the uncle a hug."

Lin Hanzhi walked over obediently, and took the initiative to hug Murong Feng.

"Aren't you asking anything?"

Lin Hanzhi smiled, "If he hugged you just now, he will throw away his clothes when he goes back. If you still let him kiss you, then he won't have sex with you for a week."

Murong Feng lowered his head and bit Lin Hanzhi's neck. It was a little salty after sweating. After biting for a while, he said in a muffled voice, "You can throw away your clothes, but it won't affect your going to bed."

"Okay," Lin Hanzhi smiled and patted Murong Feng, "This level is not considered cheating, so don't be sad." He chose a literary tone to comfort the other party: "The lost youth and the scars left by first love, It’s a badge branded on a man’s chest, it hurts a little, and then it’s glorious for a lifetime, um, it’s pretty good.”

"..." The atmosphere of grief and sorrow for the autumn was gone, and there was no smoke left. Murong Feng bumped Lin Hanzhi's forehead, "You are sick!"

Lin Hanzhi smiled and bumped back lightly: "Well, you can cure it! By the way, Xia Qitian is feeling very uncomfortable now, do you want to go back and see his black face?"

"Don't look." Murong Feng pouted, "Sheep?"

"Ok?"

"Let's go back!"

"Okay." Sheep replied with a smile.

"There are reporters outside." Murong Feng looked at Lin Hanzhi seriously, and stretched out his hand, "Do you dare to walk with me?"

Mr. Sheep still smiled, stretched out his hand to hold the other party without hesitation, and was then held tightly by the other party's backhand.

"That's really an honor."