Fake is true

Facts have proved that Zheng Chang has the foresight.

When the rainy season began to linger, Yan Fangsheng stopped going to the company after three days of suffering. He took painkillers irregularly and at different times, and his sleep quality declined rapidly. Zheng Chang did not dare to let him deal with it after he discovered his deteriorating physical condition through two video calls. anything.On the way, I came to Yan Fangsheng's house to see him once, and took an umbrella to walk the dog for Yan Fangsheng. When I came back with Nao Nao, the back of my suit was half wet, the shoes were wet, and there were mud spots on my back.

"Why is it more noisy than God of Wealth?"

"Just call it Noisy, where do you expect it to be idle?"

Although Zheng Chang didn't let him do things anymore, Yan Fangsheng couldn't really quit. Many things had to be dealt with by him, and many people had to be contacted by him. When he said this, Yan Fangsheng held a tablet, and Zheng Chang twisted Head over to look, is the project report.

After seeing this scene too much, Zheng Chang felt that he was not a human being, so he took the dry towel handed over by his aunt and hastily wiped his trouser legs, and sat comfortably on the new massage chair in the living room.

"When did you buy it? You know how to fix it."

Yan Fangsheng threw the massage remote control on the table into his arms, "Give it to me."

Zheng Chang studied it, and when the machine started to move, it let out a comfortable cry. The massage chair is connected to the legs, and the whole body can be massaged. Zheng Chang closed his eyes and murmured: "Who gave it to you? I Bring the same one home.”

"Yang Hexu."

"what?"

Zheng Chang opened his eyes, "Why are you two starting to talk about each other again?"

"A thing without a shadow."

Yan Fangsheng pressed the bend of his knee, took out a piece of chewing gum and chewed it dry to curb the craving for cigarettes.

"No shadow, why do you accept his love?"

"It's delivered to the door, should I throw it out again?"

"That's right." Zheng Chang closed his eyes again, concentrated on enjoying it for a few seconds, and said, "You haven't talked about it again for so many years. To be honest, do you still love it?"

Zheng Chang and Yan Fangsheng have been friends for many years, and they really know each other well.

Yan Fangsheng thought about it for a few seconds, until Zheng Chang mistakenly thought that he was asked about his pain point, and then he replied: "No."

If it wasn't for the leg injury and the accidental transfer to the city hospital, it would be impossible for Yan Fangsheng to have any interaction with Yang Hexu again.

He rebelled when he was young. Rather than saying how much he likes Yang Hexu, it's better to say that he is a declaration of war that Yan Fangsheng raised from this.

Declare war on Zhou Shuyue.

Just as the signs appeared, he was completely defeated in this battle.

Zhou Shuyue pinched Yang Hexu's lifeblood and threatened to make him gay if he didn't break up. Yang Hexu was already one of the candidates for insurance research back then, and he couldn't stand the inspection of colleges and schools There are twists and turns.

Yang Hexu was always sorry when he called to break up, but he didn't know that Yan Fangsheng was also sorry. It was childish and ridiculous to involve Yang Hexu in the conflict between him and Zhou Shuyue. It was only when they met again after so many years of apologizing to each other. It will make people nostalgic in vain.

Because of what Yang Hexu suffered, Yan Fangsheng put out his thoughts of love. When he was young, he couldn't protect others well, and getting involved would only lead to a bunch of bad things. When he grew up, he looked down on these things more and more, and people around him came and went. None of them stayed by Yan Fangsheng's side.

Since college, Yan Fangsheng moved out of his home, until now, the only person who has lived with him is Mu Zhou.

Come and go, there is only one Mu Zhou.

Thinking of this, Yan Fangsheng rubbed his throbbing forehead.

Zheng Chang didn't know his distress, his head was slightly shaken by the rubbing equipment, "If you can't fall in love with the old one, find a new one." His eyes moved to Yan Fangsheng's waist three inches, "Be careful and really train yourself to become a monk."

"Don't bother you."

Yan Fangsheng raised Erlang's legs to block Zheng Chang's sight, Zheng Chang chuckled lightly and turned off the massage chair.

He got up to fetch water, and saw two open medicine bottles on the table, took a look, one of them was empty, and both were full of painkillers.

"Are you taking this thing as medicine?"

"Follow the doctor's orders." Yan Fang said.

Zheng Chang didn't quite believe it, but thought that Yan Fang's voice was measured, so he didn't talk too much. He held the tea pet on the table and played with it again and again.

I have seen people, and I have rested and settled down. Zheng Chang has something to do at night, so he didn't stay. Auntie cooked an extra meal for one person, and there was a lot left.

The continuous light rain turned quite heavy in the evening, and it was crackling. Yan Fangsheng originally wanted to take another painkiller, but thinking about the amount he took today, he closed the lid again.

He urgently needs something that can divert his attention. He tried to deal with work emails at first, and found that although he could divert his attention, the efficiency was extremely low. A TV show is on.

The nonsensical TV series had a blunt laugh, Yan Fangsheng didn't watch it, and watched it very erratically, but the WeChat message that popped up under the computer attracted a lot of his attention.

Without pausing the TV series, and listening to the sound mixed with the background sound, Yan Fangsheng opened WeChat.

It's Mu Zhou.

For the first time in so many days, he broke the Friday rule and sent a message, and today is only Wednesday.

A boat: Bro, it’s raining heavily

Mu Zhou was always worried about Yan Fangsheng, he hesitated and struggled for two or three days, and finally couldn't hold back and turned on the phone.

The phone is a birthday gift from his mother. It has been used for more than a year, and the standby mode is not good. He used to turn it on on Fridays, and he would remember to charge it on Friday morning. Now there is no time to turn it on temporarily. The next half of the power.

There is very little rest time from evening to evening repair, except for the time to eat, there is not much time left, so Mu Zhoushu is holding his mobile phone by the closet, waiting for the reply attentively.

I also felt that my sentence was too thin, so I added another sentence.

A boat: Are your legs sore?

Y: After taking the medicine, it doesn’t hurt too much

Y: Haven't you attended class yet?

a boat: not yet

A boat: a little while

Y: Well, pay attention to rest, work and rest

Mu Zhou bent his knees against his elbows, inexplicably longing to hear Yan Fangsheng's voice.

Maybe it was because the rain outside the window was too disturbing, and Mu Zhou was so annoying.

Thinking so in his heart, Mu Zhou did just that, moved his finger to the call, and Mu Zhou dialed a video call.

Yan Fangsheng answered quickly, but the light on the other end was not enough, and the exposed facial features were very blurred.

Perhaps aware of this, Yan Fangsheng leaned over and turned on the floor lamp on the side, and his face suddenly appeared three-dimensional under the reflection.

The base of the nose, the eye sockets and the side face, the shadows shape the facial features particularly deeply.

Seeing the location of Mu Zhou's background, Yan Fang asked, "Where are you?"

Mu Zhou quietly clicked on the screen recording, and turned the camera around to show Yan Fangsheng where he was.

He squatted in the corner between the bed and the wardrobe.

No one else in the dormitory came back. After dinner, he went to the canteen to buy painting materials. He was the only one in the dormitory, and it was very empty.

After watching it, Mu Zhou adjusted the camera back, and then turned his own screen down to bring out Yan Fangsheng's face.

"Are you Nao Nao?" Yan Fangsheng imitated him and reversed the camera. In the video, Nao Nao was also huddled in a corner, curled up neatly.

"I'm not." Mu Zhou leaned against the wall, denying that he had the same attributes as Nao Nao.

"Okay, you're not." Yan Fang sneered and responded softly.

Mu Zhou's ears warmed up, and he suddenly had the illusion that Yan Fang's voice was coaxing him.