you don't love him anymore he loves you

Zhou Shike was standing behind Fu Simian. The other person's figure didn't seem to have changed much from before. His shoulders were broad and straight, he was dressed in a tailored woolen suit, his trousers were straight, and the curve of his shoulders and neckline was sharp and cold.

this scene.

It's happened before.

What Fu Simian said at that time was similar to the two sentences just said, but the meaning was completely opposite.

Zhou Shike remembered that the two sentences of "not sensible" and "apologizing to Xiao Wu" were aimed at him and did not defend him. He was wronged and sad at that time, but now it is completely different from the state of mind at that time.

Times have changed, people are still these people, except for people, everything else has changed.

Wu Qi didn't understand, didn't understand.

"Brother Fu, why...why?"

Fu Simian's eyes were dark, as if he had sunk into a lake, and the lake was so calm that it made people panic.

Wu Qi looked at him, and after a long time, he wiped his face again, unwilling and unconvinced, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Shike raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled a bit nastyly, "Don't do it again next time."

Wu Qi was holding back a stuffy fire in his stomach, but he couldn't burst out.

People are like this, they can accept that others have been stepping on their heads and running wild, but they can't accept people who are inferior to them at first to climb on their heads, they will feel that they have been insulted.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Shike ignored Fu Simian.

Yang Shangchen leaned on Zhou Shike's shoulder and walked out. After he left, Fu Simian turned to look at the door. His eyelashes were covered and his eyes were gloomy.

Wu Qi sulked and went away, sitting in the corner of the sofa and not participating in the greetings between everyone and Fu Simian.

Fu Simian made him lose face.

But he didn't dare to quarrel with Fu Simian, and went to trouble Zhou Shike again. After Fu Simian found out, he had to be punished, so he could only be angry with himself, angry at what he had just provoked Zhou Shike.

"Brother Fu, Wu Qi and we have been buddies for so many years, no way, no way." They poured wine for Fu Simian, with cautious expressions on their faces.

In fact, it was expected that Fu Simian would stand up for Zhou Shike, but he didn't expect that he would stand up so ruthlessly and leave no room for it.

For a group of people whose interests are paramount, if anyone does not want interests because of personal feelings, there is a high probability of being laughed at, but if this person is Fu Simian, no one would dare to laugh at them, at least they would not have the guts to laugh at them.

Tang Dongdong's relationship with Fu Simian is better than their relationship with Fu Simian, so he naturally knows more than them.

At times like this, it's best to keep your mouth shut.

Brother Fu doesn't like other people talking about him and Zhou Shike.

"Zhou Shike came to Beicheng, did he not give up yet?"

"Brother Fu, don't be fooled by him again. He hid his identity from you before, maybe he just wanted to get something out of you."

Fu Simian drank the wine handed over in one gulp, "Don't laugh at me."

He had a half-smile, "I hope he's trying to figure out something about me."

Seeing a group of people puzzled, he stood up, his eyelids drooped, and he felt a little sluggish by smelling his breath. He stood, his figure blocked the light above his head, so that his expression was dim.

Even Tang Dongdong was not sure, he looked at Fu Simian anxiously, not knowing what the other party would say next.

"He's the one I like. Treat him whatever you want to do to me." Fu Simian's voice was flat, and his expression was quite indifferent. He ignored the group of people who were stunned, and left with his hands.

According to his identity, he doesn't need to care about anyone's feelings, and thinks hard about whether his attitude is wrong and whether his wording is appropriate for these people.

It was very quiet in the box.

Quiet and dusty feeling.

After a long time, someone asked puzzledly, "What brother Fu said just now, is that what I understand?"

How did they treat Fu Simian?

How can you treat being a father?

Tang Dongdong peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Brother Fu still likes Ah Ke, you should be more careful, don't make any taboos."

"Brother Fu didn't say that before."

"But it seems to me that Zhou Shike... Fuck, Tang Dongdong, are you sick?" He was talking, with a large piece of watermelon stuffed into his mouth.

Tang Dongdong didn't look at him, and said as if talking to himself: "If you can't do it, stay away from Ah Ke, what are you talking about?"

"If Zhou Shike puts this account on Brother Fu, you will be finished." Tang Dongdong gloated, "Brother Fu will definitely trouble you."

Fu Simian has never been a kind person, otherwise he wouldn't have treated Zhou Shike that way before.

When he faced Zhou Shike, he would restrain his nature, but it didn't mean his nature changed.

There are many benefits to following him and listening to his words. They have all understood this principle since they were young, otherwise they would not have followed Fu Simian so wholeheartedly.

Most of the time they listened to what Fu Simian said.

The attitude towards Zhou Shike at that time was only because Fu Simian's attitude was unclear, so they came to that conclusion subconsciously.

After all, they have seen too much of that kind of person.

They didn't know that Zhou Shike was not that kind of person, and they didn't know what kind of emotion Fu Simian had towards Zhou Shike. Besides, Zhou Shike was obedient and obedient to Fu Simian at that time. This kind of relationship was too misleading.

Some people look embarrassed.

"It's not... No, it's fine, Brother Fu likes it, we can do whatever."

"Sister-in-law... sister-in-law, right? It's sister-in-law."

"Brother Zhou? It doesn't sound good, let's call him the third brother. I have friends in Beicheng who call him the third brother..."

"But he's younger than me..."

"Brother Fu is two months younger than you, isn't it fun to call you brother?"

"..."

Yang Shangchen washed his face and became sober. His skin was dark and his face was not flushed. The hair on his forehead was wet. He sat on the ground with his legs bent, opened a bottle of wine, and poured it into his mouth.

Zhou Shike didn't plan to drink at first, but Xiao Li very consciously ordered a few local hot restaurants in Jiangcheng, and Yang Shangchen opened the wine and handed him a bottle.

Xiao Li whispered next to him: "Brother, you should eat less spicy food, it's easy to get angry."

Zhou Shike ignored him, and instead focused on the strange Yang Shangchen. He looked at him for a long time, and then kicked him, "What are you thinking? You want to force yourself to death."

Yang Shangchen's expression gradually became complicated. He lay down on the table, and before he was about to speak, he glanced at Xiao Li next to him. Seeing this, Xiao Li very sensiblely said that he was going to the toilet and left room for them to talk.

"San'er, did I tell you? I don't get erections with people I don't like."

Zhou Shike looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "Are you talking nonsense?"

Yang Shangchen continued to approach, the smell of alcohol in his nostrils made people dizzy, "I only get erections on people I like." He continued in a deep voice.

Zhou Shike was sure that Yang Shangchen drank too much, he was not usually so profligate.

"I was just now." Yang Shangchen backed away and seemed very annoyed. He rubbed his hair irritably, his eyes were red like an irritable dinosaur, "I was really annoyed."

"That idiot in front of me contacted me," Yang Shangchen blew a mouthful of wine, "Nothing else, just asking for money."

Zhou Shike frowned upon hearing this, "You want money again?"

"Damn it." Yang Shangchen wiped his mouth, and he touched the bottle with Zhou Shike, "I transferred 200 yuan to him, and I used it as an ATM, and I paid it back indefinitely."

Zhou Shike: "..."

Yang Shangchen may really be in a bad mood because of this. He and Zhou Shike have always been the strange ones among the young masters in Beicheng. Years ago, the reason for the breakup was that Yang Shangchen told him that he wanted to get a tattoo. The other party was a good student, and immediately said that he and Yang Shangchen were not in the same world, so they broke up without any warning.

Yang Shangchen never messed around, so his predecessor felt that Yang Shangchen might still have a hard time with him, so he asked Yang Shangchen for money every now and then, using all kinds of reasons, even his head was about to fall off.

But Zhou Shike inexplicably felt that things might not be as they appeared on the surface.

At least, it's unlikely that the buddy will be short of money.

But that was all Yang Shangchen's private matter. Yang Shangchen seldom mentioned his own emotional problems to them. He might be really bored today. He agreed to come to Jiangcheng, and there might be other reasons.

After drinking until midnight, Zhou Shike found his mobile phone, called Xiao Li, and asked Xiao Li to take Yang Shangchen back to his room.

This was Zhou Shike's last sober moment.

Everything after that was out of control.

Xiao Li took Yang Shangchen away, and forgot to close the door of Zhou Shike's room. The sofa was facing the door. Zhou Shike looked at the corridor, slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and walked out the door.

He supported the wall and moved step by step.

He didn't wear a mask or a hat, and he was wearing a simple T-shirt and loose trousers. His figure, which was covered by clothes that were too big, looked a little thin.

On the road, I met a couple coming towards me. Zhou Shike raised his face and greeted them with a bright smile: "Hi, good evening."

The man subconsciously hugged his girlfriend tightly, but the girl was stunned for a long time.

After Zhou Shike staggered away, the girl said, "That seems to be my baby Ke?"

"What the hell?" The man obviously didn't understand what his partner was saying.

The girl turned her head to look in the direction Zhou Shike left, but there was no one there, she remembered that the other person was not walking fast.

Zhou Shike was grabbed by the room by the young man who appeared suddenly. The young man held Zhou Shike's waist with his cool hands, and his breath was wrapped around his ears.

"Why don't you wear a mask when you come out?"

Finding that Zhou Shike was not struggling, Fu Simian gradually climbed up Zhou Shike's face with the hand holding his shoulder, and gently held it up, "What if I'm recognized?"

Smelling Zhou Shike's scent, Fu Simian moved closer, "Drunk?"

Zhou Shike's eyes were misty, and the water was shining, "Fu...Fu Simian?"

His voice has always been nice, but at this moment, to Fu Simian's ears, it is sweet and sweet.

Fu Simian's eyes were slightly hot, and his voice sank. He knew that he was taking advantage of others, and he also knew what he would face tomorrow, but at this moment, he seemed to be controlled by alcohol.

Fu Simian rubbed Zhou Shike's lips lightly, licking the little bit of alcohol left on his lips, but he didn't go in, until he was sure that Zhou Shike didn't respond at all, then he put his tongue into Zhou Shike's mouth.

The two people who had been abstinent for a long time lost control as soon as they encountered a familiar smell.

It could be the alcohol, or it could be something else.

The moment after Zhou Shike responded, Fu Simian almost burst into tears. He slammed the man against the door, held the back of Zhou Shike's head, and kissed him like a storm.

Fu Simian had always had a desire to control and dominate in bed. When the two were together, Fu Simian was also in an absolute dominant position in this matter. He did not allow Zhou Shike to control his behavior and desires.

But now, he dared to go further only after getting Zhou Shike's response.

The neckline of Zhou Shike's T-shirt was skewed, revealing a large area of ​​white shoulders and neck. Fu Simian's eyes were frighteningly dark. He leaned over and kissed Zhou Shike's shoulder. From the shoulder to the fragile neck, he gnawed almost pervertedly and infatuatedly. Bite the blood vessels in Zhou Shike's neck, feel the pulse of the other party, and make sure that the other party is in his arms at this moment.

He didn't bite hard, like a kiss, Zhou Shike raised his neck and let out a cry.

Fu Simian hugged Zhou Shike like a child, letting Zhou Shike wrap his arms around his waist, while Fu Simian supported Zhou Shike's hips. He didn't forget to kiss Zhou Shike during the few steps to the bed.

Zhou Shike's eyes were a little distracted, his face was red, his ears were also red, and the end of his eyes outlined a heart-pounding lust.

"Ah Ke?" Fu Simian never asked Zhou Shike's feelings and opinions before, his nose rubbed against Zhou Shike's, his eyes focused and tender.

Zhou Shike couldn't hear him clearly.

He raised his head, as if trying to identify who was speaking, and after a few seconds, he actively rubbed his face against the side of Fu Simian's face.

Fu Simian leaned over and hugged Zhou Shike in his arms. He knew Zhou Shike as he knew himself, and he knew how to make him happy.

So even if Zhou Shike is drunk, he can still feel very clearly that someone is pleasing him

But this person is absolutely impossible to be Fu Simian.

Fu Simian never pleased him.

Zhou Shike grabbed the quilt with his fingers. This feeling was very strange. He didn't like this feeling of losing control. Zhou Shike seemed to make a coherent breath when speaking.

"Stop, stop," Zhou Shike didn't forget his identity. He felt that he was so awesome that he could ask the other party to stop, "I'll give you money, as much as you want, and seal... the hush money."

Fu Simian stopped, he hugged Zhou Shike up, leaned against the head of the bed, admiring the other person's face immersed in lust, he had never looked at Zhou Shike carefully at such a moment before.

He knew that he missed a lot of things.

"I do it voluntarily, and there is no need for a hush money." Fu Simian is willing to do anything for Zhou Shike now, and he doesn't even want Zhou Shike to respond, he just wants to stand by Zhou Shike's side.

Zhou Shike was only awake for a moment, and immediately continued to be blurred. His white jade-like neck was stretched unbearably, his mind became blurred, and everything was blurred.

Fu Simian and Zhou Shike clasped their fingers together, and the astringent taste in his mouth was conveyed to Zhou Shike's mouth through kissing, as if he couldn't kiss enough, he wished he could swallow Zhou Shike whole.

"Ake, yours is not fishy."

Artists need to eat clean food. Fu Simian doesn't know whether it's because of his psychology or because he doesn't feel bitter or fishy for Zhou Shike's abnormally thick filter.

is sweet.

He was going crazy with joy.

He thought that love could be suppressed, but the moment he saw Zhou Shike hugging Zhou Shike, the seemingly calm lake stirred up huge waves.

Fu Simian didn't intend to have anything to do with Zhou Shike when he was unconscious. He took Zhou Shike to take a bath, wiped off the water droplets on his body, lowered the temperature in the room, and stuffed Zhou Shike under the quilt.

Zhou Shike drank too much, and fell asleep as soon as he was wrapped in the quilt.

On the way, Fu Simian left once and went to find Zhou Shike's assistant to reassure him.

Xiao Li looked at the frightening young man, and he felt even more worried.

Fu Simian directly took out the photo of him and Zhou Shike in the past, and told Xiao Li to shut up.

Zhou Shike didn't wake up until ten o'clock in the morning the next day. He smelled something different from his own room. He hadn't used the smell of freesia for a long time.

After a while, he lifted the quilt stiffly.

All his clothes were gone, and he was wearing pajamas he didn't know where he came from.

His own body knows that he has not been done anything, but something has been done to him.

Zhou Shike looked at the ceiling, and after a while, he sat up, and was stunned when he saw Fu Simian sitting on the couch.

Like a fucking dream.

With a cold face, Zhou Shike got off the bed without saying a word, and was about to rush out with bare feet.

Fu Simian came over in time, he pressed Zhou Shike's shoulder, Zhou Shike was full of defense, "What else do you want to do?"

Fu Simian felt a little pained in his heart.

But he didn't show it.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, holding Zhou Shike's ankle, and helped Zhou Shike put on the slippers in a slow, almost devout manner.

Zhou Shike lowered his head with a complicated expression, "Is it necessary?"

Fu Simian didn't stand up, he raised his head, obviously in a low position, but it seemed that he was making a seductive equal deal with Zhou Shike.

"Zhou Shike, as long as you want, you can find me anytime."

At the beginning, others thought Zhou Shike was his little pet, but now he expresses very implicitly that he is willing to be that kind of person.