The benefactor is always forcing me to study

Cen Zhi was listless for several days.

Compared with the annoyance of not being able to bring Deng Yan to justice, Ke Heng's burning of the letter hit him harder.

Wen Qiang saw it, and didn't urge him to go to school. He stayed with him in the apartment most of the time. Cen Zhi himself was a good boy. When he was supposed to attend lectures and read books, he sent them to him by Dr. John. I read more than half of the original English version of the book.

It may be the sequelae left over from high school. No matter how unhappy or busy he is, Cen Zhi will never forget to study.

Wen Qiang felt that it was not good for Cen Zhi to stay at home all the time, so he asked him to take a walk in the community together after dinner every day. At dusk, the sunset was beautiful, there were not many people in the community, and the new leaves were swaying in the wind, quiet and peaceful.

The two held hands, their fingers intertwined, the young boy's fingertips were a little cold, Wen Qiang rubbed them lightly, and looked down at Cen Zhi: ""Relevance" is finished, is there any drama you want to shoot recently?"

Cen Zhi shook his head, Zhu Xian showed him a few scripts, Cen Zhi was not very interested, so he didn't pick up, he said lazily: "I don't want to shoot, I'm lazy, I just want to stay at home."

In the past, Wen Qiang must have preached to him to teach him to be a man, but now Wen Qiang just nodded and readily agreed: "Okay."

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi couldn't help but glanced at him, suspecting that he was talking ironically, and was about to ask, when Wen Qiang's cell phone rang, and the caller was Yu Ming, presumably it was related to work, Cen Zhi consciously avoided, Wen Qiang couldn't even pull live.

Cen Zhi was waiting for Wen Qiang under the tree not far away. As the sun went down, the light in the evening became darker and the temperature dropped a little. Cen Zhi was wrapped in a thin coat and was a bit cold. He wanted to go back Yes, as soon as he took a step, he felt that the trouser legs were a little heavy. Cen Zhi looked down and saw that it was a little dirt dog.

The little white dog came here at some point, biting Cen Zhi's trousers, humming and wagging its tail, its round eyes caught Cen Zhi's gaze, and the tail wagged even faster.

Cen Zhi shook his foot, the little dog was biting him tightly, Cen Zhi was in a daze, what did he want to do, touch porcelain?

Here he was staring at a dog, while Wen Qiang had finished the phone call over there, and when he came over, he found that Cen Zhi and the dog were on the same page, he was amused, and Cen Zhi was angry: "What are you laughing at! What should I do! "

Wen Qiang had no choice but to bend down and pick up the little dirt dog with one hand. The little dirt dog kicked its legs in the air, a little dazed, and it took a while before it started barking.

Cen Zhi: "Whose dog is this?"

Wen Qiang searched for the earth dog, but there was no chain, no dog tag, but his gaze was wrong, and he saw Cen Zhi's feet...

Wen Qiang was silent: "You stepped on its food."

Cen Zhi was stunned, looking down at the place where he was standing just now, a small broken bone lay dead on the spot, telling Cen Zhi's crimes wordlessly.

Cen Zhi: "..."

Wen Qiang: "It should be a stray dog. The dogs in the community are marked, and I don't know where they came from."

The little dog was tired of barking, sticking out his tongue and looking silly, Wen Qiang said, "Give it to the security guards, they will take care of it."

As Wen Qiang said, he was about to leave, but before he could take a step, he was held back by Cen Zhi. The young boy looked at the silly dog ​​and said, "Let's raise it." He glanced at Wen Qiang, and found that the man's expression was gentle and doting , not at all surprised by his decision, more like saying "It's all up to you".

Cen Zhi blushed, and couldn't help explaining: "I am, look at it pitifully, it can still be a companion with the general."

Wen Qiang smiled: "Well, good."

So the two of them went to the pet hospital to vaccinate the little dog, and bought some dog food. The little dog was stunned the whole time, and Cen Zhi stuffed a fake bone in his mouth, and started to gnaw without thinking. .

Back at the apartment, Cen Zhi and Wen Qiang took a bath for the little dog. The dog's hair was white, half-length and not short. After drying, the whole dog became fluffy a lot, like a ball. Cen Zhi squatted beside him While watching it Xilihulu eating, Shunmao had a warm smile on his face.

Cen Zhi said: "Give it a name, call it—"

"Only."

Cen Zhi patted the dog's hand for a while, then raised his eyes blankly: "?"

Wen Qiang: "One or two, just one, how about it?"

Cen Zhi: "..."

The little boy looked at Wen Qiang suspiciously, running his fingers through the soft fur, and asked after a while, "Is it really not the one in my name?"

Wen Qiang smiled: "The general, is it the future general, or the general in my name?"

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi was inexplicably a little embarrassed, but isn't it normal to name a pet the name of his sweetheart? After thinking about this, the young boy was fearless: "It's your name. I liked you at that time. You didn't want to. I just had to talk about it for comfort.”

Wen Qiang smiled: "Well, me too. When you are not by my side, I still have a dog anyway."

Cen Zhi: "..." This really doesn't sound like a good word.

That night, Cen Zhi ruthlessly abandoned Wen Qiang, and shared the bed with Zhizhi. The little dog curled up into a ball on Cen Zhi's quilt and slept soundly. Cen Zhi didn't respond to touching its ears.

When Wen Qiang came to see him, Cen Zhi was still awake, and Wen Qiang asked, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Cen Zhi changed hands to play with the little dog's tail, his voice was a little low: "Wen Qiang, I have to give up."

Wen Qiang was taken aback, went to the bedside and sat down, he knew that Cen Zhi was talking about Deng Yan, and these days Cen Zhi had been brooding about it, Wen Qiang knew that this matter could only be thought of by Cen Zhi himself, he thought It will take some time, but Cen Zhi has already made a decision.

It's just that "you have to give up" makes Wen Qiang a little confused.

There is a faint starlight in Cen Zhi's eyes: "I can't save brother Heng, but I can't let the same thing happen again, I can't touch Deng Yan now, but as long as I am more popular than him, even if I use public opinion, I can beat him. "

"So, I can't stay where I am, I have to keep going."

Wen Qiang stared at the determined and sad young boy, his heart was so soft that he touched his little boyfriend's head: "Well, this is not giving up, this is moving forward with a heavy load."

Cen Zhi raised his eyes, and the water in his eyes flickered: "Will Brother Heng blame me?"

Wen Qiang said firmly: "No."

Cen Zhi lowered his head, and it took him a long while to make a "huh" forcefully.

After comforting Cen Zhi to sleep, Wen Qiang went to the study and turned on the computer, and found the file package Yu Ming sent him.

In the evening, Yu Ming told him that the investigation into Deng Yan's capital transactions had come to fruition, because after communicating with Deng Yan, Wen Qiang realized that this person cared about money in particular. At the beginning, Cen Zhi made a deal with him for money, and Cen Zhi wanted to get back. own house, then why Deng Yan?

Yu Ming gave him the answer: "Except for a small part of his film salary for his own use, the other third was given to his family, and the rest was given to the hospital."