you don't love him anymore he loves you

To the outside world, Fu Siya said that Fu Siya was injured while racing and had gone abroad to recuperate.

Internally, Fu Simian has already prepared plans and expansion plans for the Fu family in the next few years, half of which are about Zhou Shike's personal development, and Zhou Shike's affairs are under Zhao Xu's control.

The last time Zhao Xu contacted Fu Simian was in July. July in Jiangcheng is a hot stove, and it is so hot that it is heart-scratching. Zhou Shike's public welfare film is over, and he wants to tell Mr. Fu.

Fu Siya was indeed abroad, he was afraid that he couldn't help but look for Zhou Shike, he thought he was going crazy, Fu Siya took away his mobile phone and everything that could communicate with the outside world to understand the outside world.

Fu Siya is a member of the Fu family, and assertiveness and cold-bloodedness are in the genes of the Fu family. Fu Siya can accept Fu Siya to do anything for Zhou Shike, that is what he owes Zhou Shike, but he can't do anything but bet his life.

That's the bottom line.

Ever since Fu Siya knew that Fu Simian was practicing driving, she had her own plan. She completely smashed Fu Simian's last line of psychological defense.

"Do you think you are still the old Fu Simian?"

Fu Siya respected his choice,

Fu Simian knew that he was no longer, he was a businessman, and he smelled of copper all over his body. From the moment he plotted against Zhou Shike, he was not the person Zhou Shike liked the most in the first place.

He will always be by Zhou Shike's side, but in other forms.

Zhou Shike will remember him, he is still the one Zhou Shike once liked the most.

The nurse behind him came over with oral medicine, "Mr. Fu, it's time for you to take your medicine."

In the overcast and rainy country Y, sitting on a bench on the lawn covered with a layer of white water mist was a young man with a thin face and skin as white as frost. From the protruding bone behind the ear to the jaw, there was a Indistinct but deep scars.

The wound has been unstitched. It was half a month ago when he was racing, his car rushed downhill, the protruding rock wall pierced the car window, the glass splashed, scratched his jaw, and pulled out a long line of blood mouth.

He couldn't get any news about Zhou Shike, but he knew that Zhao Xu would carry out all the orders he left behind, which Fu Siya didn't know about.

Fu Siya thought that he and Zhou Shike were really over, the end of never seeing each other.

A servant in uniform handed Fu Simian hot water, and after making sure he drank it, "You haven't eaten today, would you like something to eat?"

Fu Simian didn't speak, his figure was already very thin under the big shirt, his facial features had a feeling of dying indifference, so indifferent that even if he was told that he was going to die tomorrow, he would be indifferent.

The servant didn't understand why Mr. Fu became like this.

The last time I came, it was several years ago. Mr. Fu brought his boyfriend. His boyfriend is very handsome. Many people in the manor like him very much, but this time, Mr. Fu's boyfriend did not come with him.

"Perhaps, would you like to hear some songs?" he asked again.

Fu Simian moved his fingers.

His voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of rotten wood rubbing hard, "Chinese."

He pulls on the wound when he speaks, so he speaks very little, and it sounds like he's speaking with exhaled breath.

The servant heard it.

He didn't know who in the country sang good songs, so he randomly picked a chart and put them next to each other.

It rained heavily.

Sprinkle it on the black umbrella surface, and when it falls, it looks like transparent beads.

Fu Simian remained expressionless, until after playing several songs, he slowly raised his eyelids, and his eyes became deep and long.

Zhou Shike has always sung well, and he can create any style. In recent years, he has won several very valuable awards. This is the first time he has heard Zhou Shike's songs since Fu Simian's accident.

When racing that day, the weather was also gloomy, but there was no rain at that time.

Fu Simian didn't expect Zhou Shike to brake, just as he didn't expect that he could make the decision to push Zhou Shike across the finish line in an instant. Regarding Zhou Shike's matter, he has been deliberating before making a decision.

At the beginning, he broke Zhou Shike's wings with his own hands. He almost imprisoned the other party, treating him as his own. He didn't want to drag Zhou Shike down anymore. He couldn't guarantee that his pathological possessiveness could be completely melted away. He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes. up.

in case.

in case.

If, if it is still possible, when he can completely face up to Zhou Shike's identity as an independent, outstanding young master who is loved by thousands of people, maybe the two of them will have a chance to meet again.

He is not worthy of Zhou Shike. Fu Simian, who never cared about other people's eyes and evaluations, took other people's words to heart for the first time. He is selfish, abnormal, and indifferent. Of course he loves the heat and light of the sun, but he is worthy of it. not on.

He raised his hand and touched the terrible scar on his jaw. The light should be with something that was as hot and bright as it was, not a horrible creature like him in the gutter. ,

Fu Simian loves Zhou Shike, but this kind of love has gradually become deformed.

As for Zhou Shike, maybe even he himself is not sure whether he still likes Fu Simian, his liking is mixed with resentment and dissatisfaction.

Such two people, even if Zhou Shike stepped on the brakes, there was a high probability that they would go the same way.

Fu Simian's usual arrogance was completely disintegrated, he was cautious, and he couldn't take any risk when dealing with Zhou Shike.

If Zhou Shike can't be made happy, in fact, Fu Simian thought almost painfully, it doesn't matter if they don't reconcile.

On the day of the finale, which happened to be July, Xiao Li was packing Zhou Shike's luggage at the hotel, and the driver was waiting downstairs. He watched Zhou Shike standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette.

"Brother, I can't smoke any more. Later, Teacher Song should say you again." Xiao Li knew that Zhou Shike's mood had not been very high during this time, so he couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was wrong anyway.

Zhou Shike put the cigarette out in the ashtray, "Yes, let's go."

He took the mobile phone on the bedside table and went downstairs first, got into the car, he leaned on the back seat, the air conditioner in the car was turned on very low, the driver handed him a blanket to cover his knees, so as not to catch the cold.

Zhou Shike's eyes were slightly red and bloodshot, as if he had stayed up all night. Holding the blanket, he shivered.

He left Jiangcheng again.

But it was completely contrary to the despair and pain when he left last time. He is now at a loss, completely at a loss. Even at the beginning, he wondered if Fu Simian was threatening him with death, but after thinking about it, Fu Simian It is impossible to take protective measures in advance at the bottom of the mountain.

To Zhou Shike, this car racing is a gamble, but to Fu Simian, it is a farewell.

He grew up with Zhou Shike and became a mature person. He really let go. After two months and no news, Zhou Shike realized that Fu Simian had really left his world.

As he had always hoped, he hoped that Fu Simian would leave quickly, and he got his wish.

During this period of time, Zhou Shike repeatedly had nightmares, dreaming that the blue Lamborghini rushed into the bottom of the hillside, he said that he regretted it, he didn't say those hurtful things on purpose, he would grow up, he didn't get angry anymore.

It seems that only when you lose it can you look at someone or something objectively.

Many neglected things that were wronged and overshadowed were replayed one by one in the dream, torturing Zhou Shike's nerves.

When they first got together, he and Fu Simian's friends were not close. He couldn't understand the Jiangcheng dialect, and he often knew nothing about their flirting. Later, on a certain day, the group of them stopped talking in front of each other. His face spoke in tongues.

Fu Simian made up lessons for him. In fact, in the third year of high school, Fu Simian not only went to the company with Fu Xian every day, completed the homework assigned by the teacher, but also highlighted the key points for him and corrected his mistakes. He only needed to be by the side. Just watch it.

He has his own room in Fu's house. He went to Shanghai to study for Fu Simian. Before Zhou Shike passed, Fu Simian lived in the dormitory. Once Zhou Shike arrived in Shanghai, he lived in Fu Simian directly. In a good duplex building.

Fu Simian's singing is really average. He went to Zhou Shike's academy to perform, and the songs he sang were written by Zhou Shike.

Later, when work got busy, Fu Simian flew in both directions of Jiangcheng and Shencheng. These details were much less, and the playback speed was much faster.Although Fu Simian bought the things directly, they were indeed in line with Zhou Shike's preferences. They were not bought by him, but he chose them himself.

Fu Simian really felt that there was no need to say some things. What Zhou Shike cared about and resented was Fu Simian's arrogance and arrogance on this point. No matter what, it was he who decided it. Zhou Shike didn't even have the qualification to know.

Zhou Shike leaned against the car window, sinking into a deep sense of powerlessness.

In fact, Fu Simian gave him many things that he didn't even take off the labels. If they were to be investigated, wouldn't he be very perfunctory...

He went to inquire about the type of Fu Simian he likes, and knowing that he likes obedient and obedient people, he has always been very obedient. He let Fu Simian take control and possession, and let Fu Simian be self-righteous, but is this also wrong?

It's obvious that Fu Simian puts the individual at the center...

When they are together, they should have a good talk, maybe the result will not be so bad.

Zhou Shike suddenly laughed.

Like a sneer, but also like a wry smile.

Anyway, it's all over now, not consummated, full of regrets, but it's over.

The sun was shining brightly, and the white clouds were churning like waves. He hoped that Fu Simian could recuperate well in a foreign country. At this moment, the things from the past were already in Zhou Shike's mind.

He didn't hate or complain anymore, but he really couldn't let Fu Simian go.

The Zhou family is affectionate, all of them are.

Zhou Shike dreamed countless times of the Lamborghini rushing down the hill, and then the young Fu Simian appeared in front of him. He asked himself gently and meticulously: "Ah Ke, do you still like me?"

Every time Zhou Shike answered, he nodded resolutely.

But so what, the relationship between him and Fu Simian has come to an end.

He won't bow his head, he is on Wednesday, and Fu Simian let go, what a pity, he would have agreed to reconcile earlier, and tortured Fu Simian, he should have done it himself.

As winter was approaching, Zhou Shike fell seriously ill and had a constant fever. From low October to mid-November, his face was pale and bloodless, and the family doctor couldn't explain the reason.

Maybe it was because he was bored at home and was not allowed to go out, he was not in a good mood, and he didn't sleep well. On the contrary, his creative rate increased greatly, and he handed in a lot of homework to Song Guiyan one after another.

A low-grade fever suddenly rose one day in mid-November. He was leaning on the sofa with a thermometer in his mouth and a game controller in his hand. Fang Ka and Yang Shangchen were by his side, and Quan Yan was cross-legged on the carpet. After peeling the melon seeds, give them a little bit for each of the three, and Fang Ka gets more.

After beating, Zhou Shike pulled the thermometer out of his mouth, glanced at it, 39.4.

He threw the mercury down with a blank expression, threw it on the coffee table, and continued to play games.

Fang Ka is a doctor after all. Although Zhou Shike didn't say anything, he could tell just by looking at it. He looked carefully at Zhou Shike's face, which was frighteningly white. He said slowly, "Ke Ke, do you know that when the body temperature rises, During the period, you will have chills, will you feel cold?"

"Ke Ke, how many degrees did you measure just now?"

Antipyretics are useless to Zhou Shike, if he goes down, his temperature will slowly rise again within a day.

The doctor said that it might be due to lack of rest, changing seasons, and overuse of the brain. Anyway, there are a bunch of reasons that may or may not be possible, but as long as the fever is not persistent, don’t worry too much. High fever is also very nerve-wracking.

Hearing Zhou Shike's temperature report, the living room suddenly became lively.

The one who brought the water and the one who took the medicine took the medicine, and the three dogs also ran happily, although they didn't know what happened.

Yang Shangchen's reaction was relatively quick, and he asked in a low voice, "Aren't you overwhelmed?"

Zhou Shike said without thinking, "No."

"But I haven't said what it is yet." Yang Shangchen looked anxious.

Suddenly, Zhou Shike couldn't find anything to answer.

He lazily collapsed on the sofa, opened a horror movie, looked at the bloody title blankly, "Mind your own business."

Yang Shangchen walked over and squatted down, "You go to him, San'er, what to do if you think about it so much, if you can't let it go, don't let it go, you can't exhaust yourself to death."

"I'm not that cheap," Zhou Shike said lightly, with impatience hidden in his sharp eyebrows, "It's not necessary."

Yang Shangchen took a deep breath, helpless, "Are you fighting for face? You can ask my brother and your brother, when did they have such things as face and dignity? Last time I saw my brother kneeling in front of your brother Just slap yourself."

"If the two of them had the same quarrel with you and that person, one would die and the other would be injured. Don't think about it. Your brother was so promiscuous when he was in college. If he cared about everything, the two of them would fight a lot." Yang Shangchen sees more clearly than anyone else now, what is there, what is there, if you like it, stay together, and other accounts can be settled slowly.

Zhou Shike listened for a long time, lowered his eyes, and suddenly said, "Are you reconciled with the person in front of you who always asks you to borrow money?"

Yang Shangchen: "..."

Yang Shangchen's face turned red immediately, but his skin was dark and it was not obvious. He said dryly, "Baby is so smart."

"Otherwise you wouldn't try so hard to persuade me." Zhou Shike's attitude was indifferent, "You don't have to be together if you like it. Fu Simian and I are just inappropriate."

He is suitable for someone who is gentle and tolerant of everything, while Fu Simian is suitable for an obedient little canary. Even if they reconcile, Zhou Shike will never become a canary, and he and Fu Simian will never become Zhou Shixun. and Yang Xiao.

Yang Shangchen knew that what he said was inappropriate, so he said, "Then you still hate him?"

Zhou Shike thought for a while, then shook his head, "He's actually kind to me, will you give your partner a gift worth hundreds of millions?"

"Dream, little bastard is also worthy? Two hundred red envelopes are as high as the sky!" Yang Shangchen fully substituted this assumption.

"Good is good, bad is bad." Zhou Shike is 26 years old. He will not use bad to completely deny a person, and naturally he will not use good to completely affirm a person. "Fu Simian is a good person. I'm not right with him."

This was the second time Zhou Shike said it was inappropriate.

Yang Shangchen stopped talking.

After a long time, it will always pass, and nothing can make life difficult.

Fu Simian's move was too ruthless, but regardless of whether it was a scheming or not, Yang Shangchen asked himself that he would not be able to do this step. If he was chasing his ex, he would probably hug someone's thigh and call his wife, please, I'll give it to you. You can come back every day, such as the above slapstick words.

He cherishes his life, he hasn't lived enough, and Fu Simian's kind of pride should cherish his life even more.

"Didn't Song Guiyan order roses for you last week? Did you take them?" Yang Shangchen asked again.

Zhou Shike's expression didn't change a bit, he watched TV and said, "I accept it."

Yang Shangchen looked at Zhou Shike's expression as pale as water, and a certain part of his heart suddenly began to feel sour, and this sourness began to flood, and then it became pain.

He hoped that Zhou Shike would start again, but when he really heard what he wanted to hear, he didn't feel happy, instead his heart was extremely heavy.