Hold on, you can't bend!

In fact, when Fu Yuzhengqi first recorded Zhang Nan's sleeping face, he didn't have any special thoughts. After all, they were just "friends" at the time, and those vague and dormant emotions were not yet clear. At that time, Zhang Nan lived with him At home, with him day and night, he simply wanted to record his sleep status, and if Lin Jie needed it, it could be used as a reference for his illness.

But later, it slowly became a habit inadvertently.

After they got together, this silent "record" was filled with a heavy and hidden sweetness.

Zhang Nan leaned in his arms, crying silently until his shoulders trembled. The fabric on the front of Fu Yuzheng's jacket was gradually soaked. He patted his back with amusement and distress, with a sense of comfort: "How could there be such a thing?" Many tears, isn’t the gift a luminous watch so disappointed?”

Zhang Nan was clinging to his arms, and he also felt a sudden hiccup from crying... a little ashamed, the tears gradually stopped, and he laughed in a muffled nasal voice.

The person stopped crying, but the end of his eyes and the tip of his nose were still red. Under the backlight of the projection, it looked like rouge smudged red. Fu Yuzheng wiped the wet marks from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and whispered: "Then, What about my return gift?"

Zhang Nan took a deep breath, pulled his wrist, and said, "Come with me to the bedroom."

Fu Yuzheng's shoulders and back were slightly stiff, and the next second, he held his hand in his backhand.

—Okay, I'm ready, bedroom... I can.

Doctor Fu looked so calm on the outside, but his inner emotions were surging.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped into the door of the bedroom with one foot, Zhang Nan suddenly turned around, pressed his hands on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Stand here, don't move."

Fu Yuzheng: "?"

A trace of astonishment flashed quickly in his eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the big bed one meter away in the room, but didn't make a sound.

Zhang Nan fixed Dr. Fu with the "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand", then turned around and walked towards the balcony.

The lights in the bedroom were still not turned on, so Fu Yuzheng just stood there, watching helplessly as the little painter walked further and further away in the darkness of the room, and finally there was only a hazy silhouette standing in front of the glass door of the balcony.

This is... distance creates beauty?

But... Could it be that the two are a little too far apart?

How does this distance work?

Fu Yuzheng couldn't figure out what kind of mood and interest the little painter had at this time, but he suddenly felt a faint sense of loss that he was "out of reach".

six meters away—

To be honest, you may... overestimate me.

Rubbing his fingers into the left pocket of his trousers, he was stung by the hard feeling inside. It was the "key equipment" that had just been prepared. Fu Yuzheng suddenly became a little nervous, and when the sky was about to lose control, he came back to his senses and cleared his throat. , wanting to cover it up and asked: "It's so far away, don't you want to send me a celestial monkey?"

Zhang Nan turned around under the shadow of the moon, his eyes that had just been washed by tears were extremely clear, with a little crystal smile, and with a "pop", he turned on the ceiling light on the balcony.

"What the hell is—"

The word "what" was swallowed back into the throat before it escaped from the cracks of the lips.

Fu Yuzheng's originally calm and deep eyes shook violently for a moment, and when he saw the painting on the balcony easel that happened to be facing the direction of the door, he froze there.

It was even worse than Zhang Nan's reaction when he saw the birthday gift just now. At this moment, Fu Yuzheng almost forgot to breathe.

Zhang Nan stood next to the easel, observing Fu Yuzheng's expression with his eyes unwilling to mistake his eyes, and said with a little smile in his voice, "Actually, I have wanted to send you off for a long time, but there is no good time, just in time for my birthday , is it a good excuse?"

After half a second, the voice became a little softer, mixed with a slight nervousness, Zhang Nan asked: "Do you... like it?"

Fu Yuzheng remained silent for a long time.

Like it?

How could it be just like.

Zhang Nan gave him an oil painting, to be more precise, an oil portrait of him.

The color scheme of this painting is not complicated, layers of thick black and pure white intersect, and the self in the painting stands in the middle of these two pure colors without any trace of impurity.

He is the point of connection and the divide.

Fu Yuzheng in the painting is dressed in a white coat, with solemn and distant eyes, but gentleness is hidden in the quiet and deep pupils.

Behind him, stands a wooden scepter in ancient Greek mythology, vertically across the center of the canvas, and a soft snake with kind eyebrows coils around it, showing no evil nature, but showing submissive compassion in its bowed posture.

——This is the symbol of the god of medicine in ancient Greek mythology.

Zhang Nan raised his hand, his fingertips lingered on the frame of the oil painting, but his eyes were always on the person not far away, and said softly——

"Doctor Fu, you have treated many patients, and when you accidentally raised your hand, you brought me back to the world from the bottom of the abyss."

"I'm not your patient, but to me, you are my own unique Asclepius in this world."

Fu Yuzheng stood there silently, the lights on the balcony were not bright, at this distance, Zhang Nan couldn't discern the subtle changes in his expression.

The only intuitive reaction was that Fu Yuzheng completely lost his voice from the moment he saw the painting.

"Uh..." Zhang Nan waited for a while, and when the other party was still as immobile, he gradually became a little uncertain, "I...haven't painted oil paintings for a long time, and the time for this painting is relatively short, so, maybe... Not so perfect?"

I haven't drawn for a long time.

Very in a hurry.

Fu Yuzheng's hands hanging on both sides were secretly clenched into fists, with a vague and sustained strength, and the sharp and lean muscle lines of his arms were slightly tensed.

That should have been done by Zhang Nan in the two days when he went back to the small apartment to live in under the excuse that he was busy with work.

During the two long and fleeting days that alternated between day and night, how did his little artist hide in that studio, write gently, and let such a self stand out on the canvas?

Is it extremely exhausted but still full of joy, or is it full of expectations but also nervous?

However, now he could see clearly——

Between the blending of colors and the gentleness of writing, there is love.

Fu Yuzheng was immersed in the huge silent shock for a long time, and did not speak for a long time, Zhang Nan finally couldn't wait any longer, and just wanted to go back to see what's wrong with this person, when Fu Yuzheng moved his foot, he moved one step ahead of him Walk lightly.

He walked to Zhang Nan's side, lowered his eyes and looked at him, the emotions in his eyes were complicated and strong, which couldn't be melted away or melted away.

Zhang Nan tilted his head and thought for a while, and took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, pulling him down a little, then raised his head, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Doctor Fu, give me some feedback?"

However, before the hand on Fu Yuzheng's neck was removed, Fu Yuzheng's arm suddenly wrapped around his waist. Answer with a kiss.

Zhang Nan was only stunned for a second, then kissed back with a smile in his eyes.

All the pervasive, thick, and entangled emotions are all expressed in this hot and lingering kiss.

There have been many moments of intimacy between them. Every time, Zhang Nan was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, but he never surrendered. Every time, Fu Yuzheng let go first, estimating his weakening lung capacity. he.But this time, even though Zhang Nan's legs were obviously weak, and he slowly slid down from his arms, Fu Yuzheng just tightened the arms around his waist, and lifted him up vigorously.

Zhang Nan: "..."

To die.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he pushed Fu Yuzheng in front of Fu Yuzheng with both hands indiscriminately, and then he didn't know where he touched, and his fingertips were slashed by a hard object.

The little painter's fingertips were delicate and soft, and Zhang Nan trembled in pain. Fu Yuzheng realized that something was wrong, and finally tried his best to find a trace of reason that had been disconnected, and gave him a little room to breathe.

Zhang Nan's face was as bright as a rosy glow, and when he took a deep breath, he did not forget to put his hand into Fu Yuzheng's pocket, and curiously took out the things that had scratched him just now.

In the next second, following his movements, Fu Yuzheng's expression froze.

—the air is still.

Zhang Nan stared blankly at the two "hardcovers" in his hand, was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his bright eyes, and flashed the things in front of Fu Yuzheng, as if trying to hold back the exposed smile, Breathing still unsteadily, he asked, "What is this...?"

Then, he saw Dr. Fu, who was always strong, calm, cold and indifferent. He was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his eyes unnaturally. When he tilted his head, the tips of his ears, which were exposed to Zhang Nan's sight, suddenly turned red.

Zhang Nan: "!!!"

Suddenly, I was cute!

Zhang Nan held back the laughter that had already reached his lips, and asked again: "What do you mean by buying this...?"

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

"Oh——" Zhang Nan suddenly realized: "You don't think... I'm going to pack myself and send you?"

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

My heart is ashamed, don't say it.

Zhang Nan's knuckles were fair and slender. At this time, the two small boxes were held between his fingers, and a pure and clean sense of seduction appeared in a trance. Fu Yuzheng felt that his "wrong meaning" tonight was simply It is a shame in his life, but his feelings are still strong, he can only control his eyes with self-control.

Don't look at it, don't think about it.

Unexpectedly, after a long while, a chuckle overflowed from Zhang Nan's lips, which were so pink and moist. Then, the person in front of him leaned back and whispered in his ear: "I bought everything. Wouldn't it be a waste not to use it?"

Fu Yuzheng turned his head in surprise.

There was a clear and bright smile in Zhang Nan's eyes.

Then, he raised his head and kissed him again, actively.

It seems to be a matter of course and a matter of course.

In fact, even before this moment, Zhang Nan had predicted with certainty that something would happen tonight, and—something had to happen.

He and Fu Yuzheng should have done this long ago.

This kiss is a mixture of desire, thoughts and unspeakable expectations, so throbbing that it makes people lose their minds and minds, and their reason falls.

Zhang Nan moved his fingers on Fu Yuzheng's shoulders dizzily. Through a layer of clothing, his fingertips could feel Fu Yuzheng's tense and scorching body temperature.

Zhang Nan became more courageous, closed his eyes and unbuttoned the first two buttons of Fu Yuzheng's shirt.

The person under the finger froze suddenly.

With such an intimate distance between the two, all the most straightforward reactions have nowhere to hide and cannot be concealed.

However, before Zhang Nan's fingertips touched the third button, Fu Yuzheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and clasped Zhang Nan's wrist.

Zhang Nan: "???"

Several meanings!

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yuzheng grabbed his hand violently, and clenched it tightly on the border of the oil painting beside him!

Zhang Nan: "???"

What are you doing!

Dr. Fu's slender and well-articulated fingers squeezed into the gaps between his fingers, covering Zhang Nan's back, overlapping with his hand, and interlocking fingers.

Zhang Nan: "???"

What operation!

The change came too fast, and under such circumstances, the little painter's brain obviously slowed down a bit, and before Zhang Nan could react, his waist suddenly felt cold, his sports pants fell down, and someone grabbed him from behind. dragged down.

Zhang Nan: "!!!"

No, no, it's not what I think it is, is it?

However, immediately after, Fu Yuzheng rushed forward from behind, and all the scalding hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck!

The premonition came true, Zhang Nan was terrified, and was suddenly in a cold sweat. Standing at the intersection of the blazing, hot, passionate, desire and the coolness in his heart, Zhang Nan's inner roar broke through the sky at this time, and went straight to the moonlit night sky——

Sober up, warrior! ! ! !

This is not the posture of a novice on the road! ! ! !

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: Stop for me!This TM is not in the right posture for getting on the car!

Fu Xiaozheng: ...Don't grab the steering wheel!

Nineteen: ... red chicken! (suction slip)

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