Hold on, you can't bend!

This is basically an entanglement and pull of love and desire.

The two bathrobes were lost somewhere while they were being torn apart. Zhang Nan was soaked in hot sweat from head to toe, as if he had just come out of the bathtub and had not had time to dry himself off. Fu Yuzheng was not much better than him. , being held down by Zhang Nan's shoulders to hold the initiative, indulging in the uninterrupted strong senses, and distracted occasionally to protect him, in case someone accidentally falls——

Zhang Nan was so fanatical that he lost control.

This situation lasted until the evening. Zhang Nan was exhausted halfway, but he refused to stop. He just whispered softly in Fu Yuzheng's ear, begging him aloud. He called him "Doctor Fu" and "Dr. Fu" Fu Yuzheng", and even called him "brother".

In the past, it has long been a habit for Zhang Nan to come and go as "brother", but calling this name now has a bit more unspeakable taboos, full of spurs of pretense and rebellion. Excitement and temptation. Temptation.

Fu Yuzheng's eyes were so dark that he could almost drown the person in his arms, and finally propped up his upper body, and pushed the person back on the bed.

Zhang Nan was so insane, he was almost lost.

During the whole process, Zhang Nan took the initiative at first, and in the second half he was obedient as hell, doing whatever he was asked to do, making noise when he was asked to speak out, calling out when asked to call someone, and the tears slipped down before Fu Yuzheng asked The corners of the eyes, mixed with thin sweat, wet the temples.

He seemed to be desperately confirming something, trying to grasp something, trying every means to let Fu Yuzheng fill him up physically and mentally at this moment.

Fu Yuzheng stood up, panting slightly: "I'll get it—"

"No." Zhang Nan was decisive, wrapped his backhand around his neck and pulled him down, breathing staggeredly, he said, "That's it, I don't want anything."

Fu Yuzheng could hardly think, and could only rely on instinct to follow him.

For the last time, Zhang Nan finally cried hoarsely.

Fu Yuzheng kissed his blushing eyebrows over and over again, called out his baby name in a low voice, comforted him repeatedly, patiently gave, coaxed, followed until the person in his arms gradually calmed down.

Zhang Nan curled up in Fu Yuzheng's arms, and gently stroked his beating heart with his fingertips.

Fu Yuzheng closed his eyes to feel it, and after a while, he raised his eyelids.

He is writing "I love you".

Fu Yuzheng lowered his head again, rubbing his chin lightly against the top of his hair, while Zhang Nan first hid with a ticklish smile, then grunted back into his arms, and suddenly said, "Tell her, I agree."

Fu Yuzheng held his arm slightly stiff, and said, "Don't force yourself."

"No force." Zhang Nan closed his eyes in his arms, and said a second before he fell into a deep sleep, "It's at the hotel, instead of going to your house, you call."

"..." The person in his arms gradually lost his voice, only breathing lightly. Fu Yuzheng looked down, silently kissed Zhang Nan's slightly frowning brow, and said, "Okay."

Throughout the next day, Zhang Nan was in a semi-disabled state again. Lying on the bed, his muscles and bones would hurt like being run over when he moved. So Fu Yuzheng ordered a one-day meal delivery service, and the waiter delivered the meals to the room. He then sent it to Zhang Nan's mouth.

The little painter had a pale face, not only was his muscles sore, but this time he was even a little... weak, so he could only lean against the head of the bed and stare at the spoon that Fu Yuzheng fed to his mouth with hatred.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Fu Yuzheng exposed the truth without any fear, and without sympathy, "I did it myself, who can be blamed?"

Zhang Nan swallowed the vegetable salad in his mouth, and asked, "No... can't you stop me from ordering it? Besides, if you refuse, can I force it?"

Fu Yuzheng was amused and annoyed, and asked, "Don't you call it hard?" After speaking, he poked a small tomato with a small fork, brought it over, and said, "Besides, why should I refuse?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Shameless, but unable to refute.

Zhang Nan and Xi Shi made an appointment to meet in the afternoon of the next day, on Christmas Eve, at the coffee shop of the hotel.

The decoration of the bar is a typical British style. In the afternoon, there are few customers. The slow-paced blues mixed with the dim lights make the atmosphere quiet and soothing.

He entered the door together with Fu Yuzheng, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the seat on the innermost side. Xishi had been waiting for a long time.

Fu Yuzheng knew that it was inconvenient for him to be present on such an occasion, so he patted Zhang Nan on the shoulder and pointed to the seat at the counter. Zhang Nan nodded, adjusted his facial expression, and walked over by himself.

Hearing footsteps, Xi Shi suddenly raised his head.

Zhang Nan sat down opposite her, and a blond waiter handed over the wine list. Zhang Nan ordered a glass of soda for himself, glanced at Shi Shi who seemed to be suppressing his emotions all the time, and touched the wine list casually with his fingertips. Ordered her a glass of juice.

The waiter left, and the two looked at each other quietly, one was calm after the storm, the other was restless, standing alone on the eve of the storm.

There is only a small square table between them, but it is so far away, like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed after more than ten years.

Xi Shi looked at the young man in front of her. Too many changes had taken place in her immature facial features, but she still had the clear and handsome appearance in her memory. She was about to say something, but finally moved her lips, but she could only ask: " Nan Nan, how have you been all these years?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Nan laughed lightly, and said in a casual tone: "The opening statement is too old-fashioned, and besides, you really want to know, won't you come and see for yourself after so many years?"

No matter how deep the resentment can be, how perfunctory is the attitude at the moment.

Xi Shi lowered her head in panic, and said in a trembling voice after a long time, "I'm sorry."

"This is the most useless sentence." Zhang Nan asked, "And whether I'm doing well or not doesn't seem to have any effect on you, so whether it's true or not is yet to be considered."

He almost hit the nail on the head and was merciless.

This meeting was 12 years late, and as soon as it started, Xi Shi's emotions were already broken. She almost begged, and said earnestly: "Don't say that, mother——"

"Mom?" Zhang Nan interrupted her, with a sneer in his smile, "Do you know what kind of person is worthy of the word 'mother'?"

Xi Shi's eyes were full of tears, and he raised his head and was stunned.

Zhang Nan said: "Who will accompany me to grow up and take care of three meals a day? Add clothes to me in winter, take me to swim in summer, take me to the hospital when I am sick, and make cakes for me on my birthday? If you can also be considered a As for 'Mom', who is that person in Professor Zhang's family?"

Xi Shi was shocked and unable to speak, after a long while, he murmured: "It turns out...your father remarried..."

"Otherwise?" Zhang Nan asked back, "Do you want a man who is almost forty years old to raise his son alone, and hope every day that his divorced ex-wife will come back?"

Zhang Nan smiled weakly: "You pursue freedom all your life, but there are people who are willing to be trapped in the warmth of home."

Xi Shi's tears finally fell silently.

She is a photographer. By chance more than 20 years ago, she met a young and elegant young professor during a photoshoot in a prestigious school. After a first glance, Zhang Mowen was attracted by the pure to almost bright light on her body, and she also admired the youth. A handsome and elegant demeanor.

So love, so decided to stay together.

The love story back then was indeed a good story about a man and a woman who were born in love with each other. However, leaving aside the love itself, the essence of life is the real and lingering atmosphere of fireworks.

But Xishi is a bird chasing the wind freely, and it is doomed not to live in peace in the warm nest.

In her married life, she still travels abroad for many years. Even after Zhang Nan was born, she still spends very little time with their father and son at home. Beautiful scenery in the world, but too stingy, unwilling to give a little more to the one who loves me the most.

But in Zhang Nan Wusui year, she filed for divorce from Zhang Mowen for the first time. The reason turned out to be the bondage of her family, which gradually eroded her inspiration as a photographer for capturing through the lens.

Family members and friends are all trying to persuade him, including Zhang Mowen, who are also trying their best to persuade him to stay.Therefore, in the first game between freedom and family, Xi Shi retreated by default.

After that, she went home less and less often.

Finally, when Zhang Nan was 12 years old, she brought up the old story again. Because she longed for a more distant sky, she finally decided to cut off the last trace of entanglement.

At that time, Zhang Mowen was exhausted physically and mentally, and he could no longer say the words of prayer "even for the sake of the children", so he signed the agreement.

Xi Shi chooses to leave the house, and she will not take away any traces of life in this home, or the remaining warmth.

However, before leaving, looking at the red eyes of the fair boy from crying, he gently comforted him one last time: "Nannan don't cry, tomorrow spring, mother will come back to see you."

She also said that she will always love him.

Zhang Nan believed it.

Unexpectedly, so far, the mountains are high and the water is long, and we will never see each other again when the spring flowers are blooming.

The memories came to a sudden stop, Zhang Nan said: "I once thought about whether you have some unspeakable difficulties, and even made the worst plan, thinking that you encountered some unexpected accident, but I didn't expect..."

Now, before marrying Fu Yuzheng, he confided the past to him, and he suddenly realized that the second year after she left, she came to London and lived with Fu Xueyan.

Xi Shi has long been sobbing, she covered her cheeks with her hands, and let the tears well up between her fingers: "It's not Nannan...it's not like this, listen to what my mother said..."

Zhang Nan spat out a word coldly: "Say."

"I was sick at the time..." Xi Shi cried bitterly, "After leaving you, I thought my career would go to a higher level, but I didn't expect, but..."

"I can't perceive the lens, I can't find the good, evil, beauty and ugliness hidden in the corner, I can't even take a decent photo..."

Zhang Nan's fingers on the table moved slightly.

Inspiration runs out.

Xi Shi cried intermittently: "I suffered from severe depression and even thought of committing suicide... Then I came to the UK and met Dr. Fu through a friend's introduction."

"...He cured me."

Zhang Nan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The two Fu doctors used different methods to heal the dying lives of their mother and son respectively.

Is this another kind of destiny?

Xi Shi raised her head with tears in her eyes, and begged: "Nannan... Mom was sick at the time... It's not that I don't keep promises, I miss you very much, but I can't go back to see you, and I can't go back... ..."

Is this a reason?Zhang Nan thought, probably.

Can he let go and forgive?

It should not be possible.

He said coldly, suppressing the slight ups and downs in his voice, and asked, "Then what about after you recover?"

Xi Shi was stunned.

Zhang Nan said: "Have you been ill until now? I heard that it took you less than two years to get your recovery certificate. What about the next ten years? You can't come to see me, even , can’t even make a phone call?”

Zhang Nan sneered: "Do you still think I'm as easy to deceive as I was 12 years ago?!"

The most unbearable mask was suddenly lifted by his own son, and Xi Shi was unable to speak for a long time.

Yes, what happened next?

Probably just a habitual escape.

After going through the painful treatment, after the metamorphosis, she is only greedy for the warmth in front of her eyes, and just wants to keep the only support she can hold in the palm of her hand by her side.

He didn't have the courage to face the past again. Those people, those things, and those promises were all thrown into the torrent of the Atlantic Ocean.

She couldn't allow herself to fall into deep sinking again, forcing herself not to look back.

Time passed for a long time, so long that Zhang Nan thought her tears were going to dry up, Xi Shi finally opened his mouth reluctantly, probing weakly and weakly: "You hate me, don't you?"

"No." Zhang Nan stared at her red and swollen eyes from crying, and said softly, "I don't feel it."

Whether it's love or hate, blame or resentment, at this moment, he is finally unwilling to give her any more emotions.

Xi Shi looked at him anxiously.

At this point in this conversation, it is basically possible to draw a rest.

However, Xi Shi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "You and Yu Zheng...do you know, he still can't really accept me."

"It's normal." When Fu Yuzheng was mentioned, Zhang Nan's eyes were finally not as cold as before. He picked up the water glass in front of him, took a sip of water, and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to accept it."

Xi Shi: "Then you..."

"We will not be separated." Zhang Nan put down the cup, and there was a light "click", as loud as the words spoken, crisp and clear, "Whether it is you or anyone else, it will not affect me and him, no matter what you do. Look, we're not going to be apart."

Xi Shi bit her lip so hard that she almost saw blood.

Suddenly, she heard Zhang Nan speak softly, with a mocking tone.

"Why, do you feel awkward and disgusted when you think of your own son sleeping with his step-son-to-be?"

Xi Shi raised her head suddenly, her eyes burning, "No, I didn't think so!"

"It's up to you." Zhang Nan shrugged indifferently, and said, "Similarly, I don't care about who you like to marry, and who you want to register for marriage with, and I don't want to care about it."

"If you marry someone else, I just don't know. If you insist on marrying his father—"

Xi Shi tentatively asked: "How are you?"

Zhang Nan hooked the corners of his lips and replied:

"It's not that bad, at worst, just treat it as a kiss."

Xi Shi's eyes flickered, and the last half hope was finally shattered by Zhang Nan's additional words——

"But it's just his father who married my father's ex-wife."

In his heart, in his mother's position, there was no room for her.

After speaking, he stood up, and amidst Xi Shi's low cry suppressing the pain, he turned around neatly.

Facing the bar not far away, where Fu Yuzheng was waiting, he strode away.

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: That's it, goodbye.

Fu Xiaozheng: Really cool.

Nineteen: As expected of my mother's big boy!

Hey, there is no perfect thing in the world, forgiveness seems simple, but there are some things, even if you don't forgive, what can you do!

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