fault tolerance

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

Zhou Yu knocked on the door of Zhu Guangrong's house, not caring about his own image at all.He didn't wear a hat, mask, or even his coat, so he wasn't prepared to go out temporarily.

He played a big game once, saying that he suddenly had a stomachache and was going to the hospital, leaving all the reporters waiting to film the interview.

Because he wanted to ask one thing clearly, he couldn't stop for a moment.

"Tanglou! Open the door for me!!" Zhou Yu hammered on the door a few more times, but still no one answered, he was so angry that he kicked it twice.

"Brother Zhou Yu?" Coming out of the elevator, Zhu Guangrong, who was carrying a vegetable basket, greeted cautiously, "Why are you here?"

"Is this your home?" Zhou Yu asked viciously.

"Yes." Zhu Guangrong nodded like a pounding garlic.

"Open." Zhou Yu's anger was not smooth, and he pointed to the door lock with his finger, "Hurry up."

Where is Zhu Guangrong opening the door of his own house?

The key encountered a little difficulty in the lockhole, and it was so stuck that it couldn't be broken, and it didn't move for a while.

"The key is a bit stuck, don't worry." Zhu Guangrong was trembling, his hands were shaking constantly, the key turned his head again, and locked the door again.

"Will you know it?" Zhou Yu was anxious.

"Yes, yes. The lock of my own house." Zhu Guangrong apologized for being unable to open the door of his own house, but he still did not open it in a hurry.

click.

The door opened from the inside, Tang Lou was still wearing noise-canceling headphones around his neck, scratching his head, looking at the combination at the door with a puzzled expression.

"Come here!" Zhou Yu grabbed him by the collar, stood in the living room, turned around and asked Zhu Guangrong, "Which one?"

Zhu Guangrong pointed to the guest room in Tanglou.

Zhou Yu didn't let go of his hand, and directly pushed Tang Lou into the room, and locked it with his backhand.

"Take off your shirt!" Zhou Yu leaned his back against the door and ordered with a cold face.

"What are you doing?" The warning light in Tang Lou's heart was brightly lit, and he immediately stepped back.

"You don't take it off, do you? I'll help you." Zhou Yu rushed forward, first tore off the earphones hanging around his neck, and slammed them on the door with a bang.

Zhu Guangrong, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was taken aback, and quickly knocked on the door to persuade him: "Brother Zhou Yu, if you have something to say, talk it out, don't fight."

fight?

How could he be willing to attack Tang Lou?

He just wanted to check to see if what Siqi said was true or not?

Ignoring Zhu Guangrong's persuasion at the door, Zhou Yu lowered his face and looked at Tang Lou: "Can you take it off?"

Tang Lou's face was covered with humiliation and uneasiness, his eyes were trying to open wide to prevent the tears from falling, and his eye sockets were slightly red.

He shook his head in refusal.

Zhou Yu pushed him down on the bed, and directly tore open the snow-white shirt. The torn buttons fell all over the floor, and Gululu rolled into the corner of the room.

Not only the back, but other places have deep and shallow scars, from the shoulder blades to the abdomen, large and small, no less than ten long and short scars.

The longest one was on the back, with hideous and terrifying stitches, trying to sew his white and flawless skin together.But the doctor's technique was clumsy, and the skin next to the scar pulled on each other, making it uneven and extremely ugly.

It's like Hetian jade was broken to the ground, and was put together by masons with yellow mud.

Jade is still genuine jade, but its appearance is a thousand miles away.

Zhou Yu checked him back and forth, and was shocked by the sight in front of him.

There is no good place.

How could this be?

Tang Lou, what happened to his small building?

Zhou Yu didn't speak, Tang Lou turned his face away and didn't speak either.

Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Zhu Guangrong stopped knocking on the door and waited quietly.

The only sound in the room was the whirring of the heating fan, and the gentle and warm wind caressed Tang Lou's body, causing him to tremble a little.

All were seen.

Willing to go his own way, the consequences of running away from home.

His body was bruised and bruised, and his body was utterly ruined.

He wanted to hide, but there was no need to hide.The person who least wants to see has already seen it.

What's the point now?

Looking at Zhou Yu's panicked look, Tang Lou knew what he looked like in his eyes?

ha.The tenement buildings of the past are long gone.

Zhou Yu got up from the shock, let go of the restraint on Tang Lou with both hands, and fell to the side in a lost position.

The well-prepared makeup for the interview was slightly messy.His face was white as paper, his matte blush had lost its effect, and his eyes were as hollow as dead fish.

He wanted to reach out and touch those scars, but before he touched them, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"Have you seen enough?" Tang Lou smiled wryly, "It's ugly."

Now he was like a tattered teddy bear torn apart and stitched together by naughty children, dull and unattractive.

Zhou Yu was still the same as before.The past two years of fitness and image management have made him even more attractive.

The difference between cloud and mud should be used here.

"Xiaolou, what's going on?" Zhou Yu could no longer hear his voice, but still wanted to ask.

"Will you still mistake Tang Jun and me?" Tang Lou asked.

Zhou Yu hit the headboard of the bed with one punch, and waited until his anger was covered by the pain of his knuckles, then he slowly said, "I'm sorry."

Tang Lou knew that these words would hurt Zhou Yu deeply, but what he really wanted to tell him was how much pain he felt at that time.

Tell him how he escaped from birth in the desolate desert.Tell him how you can sew a wound without anesthesia.Tell him that he kept shouting Zhou Yu's name in a coma.

A hundred thousand thunders exploded in my head at the same time, I wanted to cry, cry loudly, for the lost time and countless sleepless nights.

"It's ready." Tang Lou stood up, grabbed a blanket from the side and draped it over his body to cover his ugly body.

"Did I force you to leave?" Zhou Yu twitched a bit of self-mockery, "Did I admit the wrong person, and you left only when you got angry?"

Tang Lou was silent, what's the point of saying this now?

"If you didn't recognize the wrong person, you wouldn't have left. If you didn't leave, you wouldn't be injured, and you wouldn't be what you are now." Zhou Yu took two steps back, deeply shocked, his face ashen, "It's my fault. "

"Does it make sense?" Tang Lou swallowed and said slowly, "Besides... I thought you didn't love me."