Hold on, you can't bend!

The snow is getting heavier.

Zhang Nan felt that he hadn't run so hard for a long time, his heartbeat was irregular, his exhaled breath mixed with the cold air, snowflakes fluttered in disorder, hit his face in the wind, and wet his eyelashes and the broken hair on his forehead.

Zhang Nan panted heavily, and walked forward mechanically and quickly, until Fu Yuzheng caught up with him in the heavy snow, and his arm was pulled from behind with such force that his feet staggered suddenly, and then he stopped. down.

Fu Yuzheng turned from behind to face him, almost a hollow between his brows.

Zhang Nan was short of breath, his chest was heaving and unsteady, he didn't cry, but his eyes were red, the two of them just looked at each other silently in the wind and snow, neither of them could speak first to break the silence.

After a while, Zhang Nan broke free from his hand, walked slowly to the stone steps by the street and sat down.

The stone surface was damp and cold, and the cold air penetrated through the barrier of the clothes and ran up the back. In a short time, a layer of snow fell on Zhang Nanfa's top and shoulders.

Fu Yuzheng walked up to him, sat down beside him, then shook off the coat in his hand and put it on him, then said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

The whole body became warmer, and the cold wind seemed to be a little less. Zhang Nan tilted his head, only to realize that Fu Yuzheng was sitting at a place where the wind was blowing, and he was the one who protected him from the wind and snow.

His voice was hoarse, and his voice was as soft as the white mist exhaled from his mouth: "What does it have to do with you?"

Fu Yuzheng just wanted to bring him to meet his parents and complete the important link between a couple of lovers. Even though he himself was repulsed by this "parent", but for his boyfriend to get a relationship with other people With the same recognition and wishes, he willingly took the initiative to make that phone call, and it was even more tiring for him to work overtime day and night for so long.

What's wrong with Fu Yuzheng?

It's just a trick of good fortune.

Who would have thought that the biological mother whom Fu Yuzheng called "auntie" and his stepmother-to-be, had gone away after the divorce and hadn't heard from him since then, and had no contact with him for more than ten years.

Zhang Nan's mind was in a state of confusion and his thoughts were out of gear. He couldn't sort out and adjust in a short time. The two sat for a while, and Zhang Nan looked at the snowflakes falling in front of him, and suddenly said softly, "I want to smoke a cigarette."

Fu Yuzheng remembered that the first time they met in the bathroom of a bar, there was indeed a half-burned cigarette dangling from Zhang Nan's mouth.

The little painter knows how to smoke, but he only saw that one time, and later, whether Zhang Nan fell into a delusional world or after healed, he never saw him lighting a cigarette again.

"I'll go buy it." Fu Yuzheng got up and walked to the convenience store behind him.

When he came back, he held a box of Marlboro and a lighter in his hand, and sat down in his original position.

Zhang Nan took the cigarette from his hand, unpacked it, took out one and put it in his mouth, but when he tried to light it, he failed three times because his hand shook.

Without saying a word, Fu Yuzheng took the lighter from his hand, lit it, and made a half circle around the flame with his other hand, and handed it to his mouth.

The faint flame added a bit of vitality to Zhang Nan's pale and bleeding face. He turned his head and lit the cigarette with Fu Yuzheng's hand. After taking a deep breath, he exhaled a cloud of thick white smoke and said softly: " Thanks."

Fu Yuzheng didn't respond, and the two of them just sat quietly on the side of the road, looking at the street with little traffic, each remaining silent.

Snow fell all over his body, and Fu Yuzheng occasionally raised his hand to wipe away the water from his brows.

Zhang Nan didn't speak, the strange smell of tobacco lingered around the two of them, he smoked three cigarettes in succession.

If it was normal, Fu Yuzheng would have scolded others in a cold voice, but today he was unexpectedly silent, pampering, and accompanying.

It wasn't until the third cigarette was finished that Zhang Nan got up again, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, and when he came back, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"I haven't seen her in 12 years, and I didn't expect to see her again, and it turned out to be like this."

Fu Yuzheng held the hand holding the cigarette in his palm, and used his little warmth to warm his cold fingertips.

Zhang Nan paused for two seconds, his eyes gradually became distant and erratic, as if he had fallen into a long memory.

"When she left, she told me 'Mom will come back to see you next spring', but I waited year after year until Boss Qin came, but I couldn't wait for her."

"Later, I stopped waiting and got used to it."

"But..." Zhang Nanka paused, his throat was dry and uncomfortable after smoking, he said in a hoarse voice, "Why did we meet again?"

How much disappointment has been accumulated over the past 12 years, and how dark and heavy is the night when you hid in your room and cried and wet your pillow when you were a teenager?

Memories gradually faded away, and Zhang Nan's heart tore in pain. At this moment, he wanted to confide in the past too much and it was too heavy, and he didn't know how to continue.

After a long while, Zhang Nan smiled to himself, dejectedly and mockingly, he slowly looked at Fu Yuzheng, and asked softly: "Hey, do you think we are... lovers become brothers?"

Seeing this smile in Fu Yuzheng's eyes, his heartache was suffocating.

"Bullshit." Fu Yuzheng uttered a rare slur, "What kind of brother is this, he can't be beat."

Zhang Nan lowered his eyelashes and curled the corner of his mouth silently and shallowly.

Fu Yuzheng raised his other hand and pinched his chin with his cold fingertips, with a hint of coercion, forcing him to raise his head and look at himself again.

He paused every word, and told him emphatically: "Even if it is, I will not let you go."

Zhang Nan's pupils contracted violently, and then quickly broke free from his grip, turning his head to the other side.

The tear that I had endured for so long finally fell, and fell on the cold back of my hand, scorching hot.

The sky was gloomy, the wind and snow never stopped, and after sitting in the ice and snow for a long time, Zhang Nan's limbs were so cold that he was about to lose consciousness. Fu Yuzheng stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulders and said, "You can't suffer like this. It's too cold. Let's go back and talk about it." ,OK?"

Zhang Nan turned his head and looked at him without blinking.

Fu Yuzheng: "If we don't go back to them, let's go back to the hotel."

Zhang Nan let out a long breath and nodded.

When he got up, his knees gave way, and he almost fell back. Fortunately, Fu Yuzheng quickly supported him, and it was not until he fell into his arms that Zhang Nan woke up like a dream, and realized belatedly——

Fu Yuzheng's whole body was already cold.

He was too anxious when he went out, he just grabbed Zhang Nan's coat and rushed out, while he was only wearing a woolen sweater, sitting with him in the wind and snow for so long!

Zhang Nan came back to his senses, and panicked: "Are you an idiot—you—go, go back to the hotel!"

He would be impatient, but Fu Yuzheng was a little relieved.

Facing the heavy snow all the way back to the hotel, after entering the door, Fu Yuzheng didn't have time to change out of his soaked clothes, so he directly carried Zhang Nan to the bathroom, filled a tank full of hot water, stripped him clean, and carried him into the bathtub.

Zhang Nan didn't say a word, just quietly and obediently let him go.

When Fu Yuzheng got up to leave, he grabbed his wrist and said, "Together."

The bathtub is not too big, and both of them are tall and slender. I'm afraid it will be cramped when soaking together. Fu Yuzheng sighed and said, "I'm fine, just take a shower."

Zhang Nan pursed his lips, still did not speak, just looked up at him quietly and calmly.

Fu Yuzheng was finally defeated by such eyes, took off his cold and damp clothes, and stepped into the hot water.

Crowded indeed, but warm.

Zhang Nan was held in Fu Yuzheng's arms from behind, curled up in his arms, his closed eyes and eyelashes trembling slightly, with a kind of tenderness and fragility like a newborn baby.

After soaking for more than half an hour, the cold air that penetrated the bones was finally transpired, turning into thin sweat on his forehead. Fu Yuzheng took off the small shower at hand, washed off the foam on Zhang Nan's body, and then fished him out of the bathtub and used Wrapped in the bathrobe, carried it back to the bed.

When Fu Yuzheng put on his bathrobe again and came out of the bathroom, he found that Zhang Nan had gotten out of bed by himself and was standing by the window, staring at the white world outside the window in a daze.

Fu Yuzheng walked over and asked him, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Nan knew that in addition to his mood, Fu Yuzheng was also worried about his mental state, but he was indeed sober that he did not have any symptoms of relapse into delusions, so he nodded and said, "Don't worry."

At that moment, Fu Yuzheng's cell phone by the bed rang.

It turned out to be Xishi calling.

For so many years, they have saved each other's phone numbers, just for the convenience of emergency contact in case of any emergency. After all, Fu Yuzheng has been away alone for many years. If Fu Xueyan has any health problems, as the only son, he is the number one student of poetry. Someone to be notified immediately.

However, for many years, they never dialed each other's phone numbers.

It may be a deliberate avoidance, or it may be that it is really unnecessary.

Unexpectedly, this phone call was actually for Zhang Nan.

Fu Yuzheng answered the phone, Zhang Nan didn't know who the caller was, but he still quietly walked out of the bedroom, sat down on the sofa in the small living room next to him, hugged his knees, and curled himself into a ball.

On the other side of the phone, Xi Shi's crying voice was still obvious, she hesitated, hesitated, and softly called out "Yu Zheng."

Fu Yuzheng frowned slightly, but did not respond.

Xi Shi seemed to have expected his indifferent reaction long ago, and then asked: "Nan Nan... how are you?"

Fu Yuzheng glanced outside the door, saw Zhang Nan curled up on the sofa, and replied coldly: "I don't know how you define his good or bad, but in my opinion, it's very bad."

His little painter is so high-spirited, unrestrained and unrestrained, Fu Yuzheng has never witnessed such real sadness in him even when he was caught in a delusional painful plot.

On the other end of the phone, Xi Shi's voice had an obvious pause, and then an uncontrollable cry came. She cried and asked, "I want to see him, can I?"

The tone was almost begging, but Fu Yuzheng was unmoved, and just said: "I can't make a decision for him. Whether you see him or not depends on his will."

The crying became more and more obvious, Xi Shi said: "I beg—"

Fu Yuzheng interrupted him: "I can only tell you, but I don't guarantee the result."

"..." Xi Shi choked again, and after a few seconds, his emotions suddenly became agitated, and he shouted urgently and anxiously: "Call me, ask him to give me a chance, I'm waiting, I will always wait! "

Fu Yuzheng was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "...OK."

Then hang up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhang Nan standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at him calmly and straightly.

Fu Yuzheng was taken aback, and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Zhang Nan walked into the room, stood still in front of him, glanced at the mobile phone that Fu Yuzheng had thrown on the bed, and said, "She cries so loudly, I don't want to hear it unless she is deaf."

Fu Yuzheng grabbed his wrist, and found that his whole forearm was trembling slightly, as if his emotions were about to explode, and he couldn't control it.

Fu Yuzheng frowned and said, "Calm down, you don't need to reply to her now, even...you don't need to respond at all, if you want, I'll book the ticket now, we can take the earliest flight and return home immediately."

Because of this phone call, Zhang Nan calmed down for a long time, and his mood was surging again. The escape just now was just a stress reaction. At this time, even if his emotions could not be stabilized, he also understood that he could not leave yet, at least not now. .

For his own sake, there are some things he should ask clearly.

For Fu Yuzheng, he should make some things clear.

However, the reason is still there, but emotionally it is difficult to cross the natural chasm. Zhang Nan gritted his teeth, tried his best to control his voice, and tried his best to calmly say: "I want to think about it, I want... to think about it quietly. .”

"...Okay." Fu Yuzheng shook his hand vigorously, wanting to give him space to think and sort out, and said, "Then I'll go out first, you—"

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly leaned over.

Zhang Nan stepped forward with his long legs, stepped directly onto his lap, and pressed his head firmly against his shoulder bones.

"Nannan?"

"What are you going out for?" Zhang Nan's voice trembled, hoarse but with inexplicable ruthlessness, "I want you to come in."

Fu Yuzheng gave a pause to the hand on his waist.

Zhang Nan raised his head slowly, looked him straight in the eyes, and demanded word by word.

"I want you, right now."

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: arrogant.

Fu Xiaozheng: Listen to you.

The next chapter is at nine o'clock in the evening, come early! ! ! (After all, I don't know how long I can hold on, crying. jpg)

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