divorce?Think beautifully!

Time flies, and after the new year, it will not be long until March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, everything is flourishing, the snow melts, the trees are emerging, the spring is full, and there is a scene of prosperity.

Zhuang Zihao recovered for a while, and finally came the day when he could be discharged from the hospital.

Cheng Jing came to pick him up and discharged him from the hospital.

The test results came out a long time ago, it was benign and nothing happened, but the big knife from the operation was also a huge damage to Zhuang Zihao's body, and he needed to be healthy and healthy.

In this false alarm, Zhuang Zihao received unprecedented care from Cheng Jing.

Because Cheng Jing guarded him, he even gave up many projects, postponed many meetings and cooperations, and completely threw his work aside.

So when he was a little better, he rushed Cheng Jing to work.

He is very clear about this person's situation. It is no better than him to open two stores. Under the management, the operation is orderly and self-sufficient. Cheng Jing's every step is full of dangers. If he is not careful, he will fall into the abyss.

As an illegitimate child who can't be seen in the light, Cheng Jing has spent a lot of hard work to get to where he is today, and there are many unseen methods... Although he has never heard of it, Zhuang Zihao also vaguely knows it.

There will inevitably be sighs from time to time.

After an operation, Zhuang Zihao lost a lot of weight.

He put down his phone, clutched his chest for a moment, and bent down to put on his shoes, with some difficulty.

The next moment, Cheng Jing appeared in front of him.

"Be careful of the wound, I'll come."

Cheng Jing had just finished the formalities and came back. Seeing this, he quickly stepped forward, knelt down without hesitation, and carefully tied Zhuang Zihao's shoelaces.

Zhuang Zihao supported one side of the bed, and slowly sat up straight, a little dizzy.

His chest still hurts from time to time, the wound has not healed, and his body is not considered strong, much weaker than ordinary people.

That's why it has been recovering so slowly.

"I'm already well, I don't need you to stay here often."

Zhuang Zihao raised his eyes slowly, and smiled warmly, "I wasted a lot of your time a while ago..."

"I can chatter!"

Cheng Jing raised his eyebrows to interrupt him, stood up, and said in a teasing tone, "In this case, I've already heard the callus, so can't you change to a new trick?"

Zhuang Zihao was picked up by Cheng Jing, slowly moved his limbs, and chuckled: "Then what trick do you want?"

"for example……"

Cheng Jing smiled evilly, leaned over suddenly, leaned into Zhuang Zihao's ear, and whispered something softly.

Zhuang Zihao was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, with a slightly angry tone: "You are not serious!"

They haven't had sex in bed for a long time.

Since when did Cheng Jing become very busy?

Zhuang Zihao thought about it very seriously, it seems that there was a big change in M ​​city last year, after Rick came back, Fang Chu announced his marriage.

In less than a year, this person really took control of the entire Cheng family, sent his father and brother to the hospital and prison, and usurped the power of the entire family.

Zhuang Zihao sighed deeply, knowing that he was getting farther and farther away from Qingming.

He doesn't listen to or see some things, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

The kindness of human beings is difficult to produce and easy to disperse.

Zhuang Zihao was exhausted, and when he was in the car, he couldn't hold on and fell into a light sleep, his chest was still full of pain.

When he got home, Cheng Jing didn't call him, and carried him back directly.

"Well……"

Zhuang Zihao didn't sleep deeply, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly after such a movement, and he opened his eyes soon.

Sleepy eyes.

He moved a little, as if he had touched a wound, and then let out a very light "hiss", the bewildered look in his eyes faded a lot, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Why didn't you call me?"

There was a faint smell of tobacco on Cheng Jing's body, which was not smoky, but rather pleasant.

"Didn't this wake you up?"

Cheng Jing moved quickly, strode upstairs, and put Zhuang Zihao on the bed in the bedroom.

"I haven't changed my clothes yet!"

Zhuang Zihao supported the edge of the bed and slowly sat up, smiled a little helplessly, "I just had an operation, it's not that I'm paralyzed and limping, I can't walk by myself."

Cheng Jing laughed, but didn't speak, and turned to find home clothes for him in the cabinet.

Speaking of it... If it wasn't for this illness, maybe Cheng Jing still couldn't see clearly the position of this person in his heart.

Ever since he was born, he was a shady child, like a mouse in the gutter, ridiculed and insulted, and he was always alone, so many years passed.

Of course, he didn't feel that he needed friends and companions either.

He hated the identity of an illegitimate child, including his biological parents, why he was born in this world, and made him suffer from cold eyes and ridicule.

Let him know that his existence was a mistake.

He doesn't trust anyone. After so many years, no matter whether he is poor or rich, he has never had anyone to sleep with.

He is not ashamed of any third party.

But he himself is the product of a third party.

For so many years, he only knew Zhuang Zihao as a lover, and Zhuang Zihao was the only one.

He used to think it was ordinary, just like all the lovers in the world, but after these days, he imagined the life without Zhuang Zihao countless times.

There is no such person who stands behind me gently and firmly.

And... what will happen?

Cheng Jing couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

He chose home clothes, all in red, bright red, he just bought them, turned around and spread them out, and carefully helped Zhuang Zihao change into them.

Zhuang Zihao couldn't laugh or cry.

"You...what on earth are you thinking? Let me be a big man dressed like this? So festive?"

His body has not fully recovered, and many movements are still a bit strenuous, such as raising his arms to change clothes.

Need someone to help you.

"Just after coming out of the hospital, it's unlucky to go."

Cheng Jing didn't even lift his eyes, and continued with his hands until he buttoned up the person and smoothed out the folds of the clothes as if compulsive, then he took a step back and looked him up and down.

Show a satisfied smile.

"I think it's pretty, that's all."

He made a final decision that could not be refuted.

Zhuang Zihao lowered his head and looked at himself, always feeling a bit awkward, "Did you go to the hospital too often recently, have your brain been smoked? It has also deteriorated in terms of aesthetics, and you actually bought such weird clothes..."

"I bought a set and matched it with a couple outfit."

Cheng Jing rummaged in the cabinet for a while, and found out the pure black home clothes. Holding the hanger, he gestured to his body and raised his chin, "What do you think?"

Zhuang Zihao almost laughed at him.

"not so good!"

He rolled his eyes at the other party angrily, covered his chest, and when he smiled, he pulled the wound a little bit, and it couldn't be called pain, just a little discomfort,

"What do you think of these two clothes as couple clothes? Why should you buy me such a festive one? You know how to buy a black one."

Dare to feel is not that the aesthetics have changed, but that the aesthetics of him have changed.