you don't love him anymore he loves you

Xiao Li and the others have already cooked the bottom of the pot, and the room is fully heated. As soon as they enter, it feels like they have followed an oven, and the air is filled with the smell of spicy bottom ingredients.

The female assistant next to Zhou Shike had resigned because of family affairs before, but now there are only Xiao Li and Xiao Zhao beside Zhou Shike.

Xiao Zhao is still busy in the company, he is busy.

Except for Xiao Li, the others are Song Guiyan's new artists in the past two years. Zhou Shike doesn't need Song Guiyan to worry too much, and he doesn't need him to hang around alone. It was Zhou Shike who offered to let Song Guiyan choose two. A potential artist with.

Mel and Wang Ye.

Both are actors, and they both starred in two very popular movies in the past two years. Song Guiyan let them play steadily, and it is more important to settle themselves well.

Seeing Zhou Shike coming in, Mel quickly poured water and handed it over, "Congratulations, Ake!"

Holding the hot water, Zhou Shike's frozen fingers gradually warmed up. His eyes fell on the boy who was still cutting vegetables in the kitchen with a light behind his back. Wang Xiaoxun has graduated for two years and is now working as a lawyer in a well-known law firm in Beicheng. Assistant, he saw Zhou Shike one step later than everyone else, with smiles on his brows and eyes.

"Third brother!" Wang Xiaoxun washed his hands and came over with a plate of fruit, "I bought it with my own salary!"

He still lived with Zhou Shike, but he didn't use the living expenses given by Zhou Shike.

Wang Xiaoxun said that he had grown up. When he said it, Zhou Shike saw two meanings in his eyes. The superficial one was that he could no longer rely on Zhou Shike after he graduated, and the bottom one was that he finally realized that he and Zhou Shike If there is a huge gap, he will settle for the next best thing, be a friend or a follower.

Zhou Shike's money is expensive, and so is his tongue. He tasted it, raised his hand and rubbed Wang Xiaoxun's hair, "That's not how money is spent, it's too expensive."

Looking at Zhou Shike's smile, Wang Xiaoxun felt warm in his heart.

Song Guiyan saw this scene over there, his eyes sank slightly, and then he shouted: "Ah Ke, Xiao Xun, come and eat."

Sitting next to Zhou Shike, Wang Xiaoxun almost didn't need Zhou Shike to reach out his hand to the table, Wang Xiaoxun held it for him, and Song Guiyan on the opposite side always took care of him.

Halfway through the meal, white goose-feather-like debris suddenly appeared in the dark sky outside, fluttering, illuminated by lights, and emitting a faint light.

"It's snowing!" Mel is a southerner. He put down his chopsticks with a "snap", rushed to the window and lay down on it to look out, wishing he could reach out and grab some.

The hot pot on the stove was boiling, and the hot air was curling upwards, slowly suffocating on the windows, and other people who lived in the north and watched the snow year after year pretended not to see Mel's excitement, and sat around the table to discuss.

"This year's snow fell earlier than the previous two years." Wang Ye said.

Xiao Li grinned from the scalding beef, "Snow under the snow, please, I like snow."

Wang Xiaoxun stared blankly out of the window, because of the fog, he couldn't see clearly, "It's also bigger than last year, it's so big!"

Zhou Shike was a little listless, "I'm sleepy."

"I'll take you home." Song Guiyan said as he put down his chopsticks.

Zhou Shike stood up, and everyone else stood up immediately.

Wang Xiaoxun ran to get a bottle of yogurt and stuffed it into Zhou Shike's hand, "Eating spicy food can make your stomach upset."

Everyone felt that Zhou Shike's mood had deteriorated in seconds, from the moment the snow started to fall.

When he went out, he even forgot to take his down jacket. Song Guiyan grabbed the jacket and caught up with him, covering his shoulders.

Zhou Shike stood at the gate of the community, the temperature was much lower than during the day, the snow melted when it fell, and on the road dimly illuminated by street lamps, the snow wove a white blanketing net.

Last year's snow and the snow of the year before last were both boring. It fell at night and melted during the day, and the first snow came very late. This year's snow came very quickly and violently.

Zhou Shike looked up so that his neck was sore, and his body was covered with another piece of clothing, Song Guiyan's overcoat.

"What are you thinking?" Song Guiyan asked seemingly casually.

"I'm thinking," Zhou Shike said, "I promised to take someone to see the snow, but I haven't done it yet."

He didn't come either.

Song Guiyan didn't speak, he looked at the rapidly melting snowflakes on the road, smiled, and said, "It's okay, it will snow every year." After all, there will always be new people around you.

He got into the car with Song Guiyan.

A Bentley drove by on the road, and a taxi stopped at the intersection with its lights on.

Zhao Xu was still holding a bouquet of white roses without any decorations, such as eucalyptus red beans or something. The blue tissue paper was wrapped full of white roses. It was Fu Simian who ordered him to say that today is such a good day, Ake has won the prize, and I hope Zhao Xu can send a bouquet of flowers.

Do things with money...

But this matter is not easy to handle.

Zhao Xu took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Simian.

"Boss Fu, Zhou Shike and Song Guiyan are together, Hua..." Zhao Xu hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"Is it convenient to give it away?" Fu Simian spoke gently, he paused for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "Then don't give it away."

Hang up.

Zhao Xu felt a little panicked. He opened the window and looked at the place where Zhou Shike and Song Guiyan had just stood. He always felt that Zhou Shike was also missing Mr. Fu. Zhou Shike was indeed handsome. Still full, but his eyes were like broken glass, loose and vicissitudes.

After a long time, Zhao Xu threw the flowers to the co-pilot, "Master, here are the flowers for you, I wish you a happy new year!"

The master turned around and went to the airport while holding the steering wheel, and said cheerfully: "There are still two months before the Chinese New Year."

"Then I wish you a Happy New Year in advance." Zhao Xu said.

This snow has been falling intermittently for more than a month. When the Chinese New Year is approaching, Beicheng is covered with silver, and the trees on both sides are bare with only branches left, and the thick snow is firmly pressed on it.

Zhou Shike was recently disturbed by a group of illegitimate fans, which affected his normal life.

Not ordinary students, they even got the qualification to enter the villa area.

At that time, Zhou Shike was flashed by a flashlight.

When I checked in the past, there was only one well-dressed girl there. She said that she was just taking a selfie, and there was indeed no photo of Zhou Shike on her phone.

At that time Zhou Shike really thought he had misunderstood.

Until he went out to play with Yang Shangchen once, he was followed by someone. He started following him from the door, but he was not caught, and he was dressed very tightly. It was still a group action.

Fortunately, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are basically no activities, and there is no need to go out frequently.

Song Guiyan gave advice.

He said that if we meet again next time, just leave it alone and let them go. When they get angry, it is best to directly violate the law, and then he can give them a prison gift bag as a matter of course.

Zhou Shike thinks this suggestion is good.

When he was gearing up and waiting for the opportunity, the opportunity came to him.

It's just that when the situation was not good, Song Guiyan was only next to Zhou Shike. Zhou Shike looked at the flashing lights that flashed several times not far away, turned his head and said to Song Guiyan, "Mr. Song, you don't have to follow me."

Song Guiyan nodded, "Don't hurt them, don't fight back." Fighting back is unreasonable.

Zhou Shike lit a cigarette and walked towards them slowly.

He stretched out his hands to push aside the bushes, and stepped on the flower bed. When he saw the people hidden inside, he was taken aback, "There are quite a lot of people."

And men.

"Ah Ke..." A round-faced girl looked at Zhou Shike anxiously, "Are you angry?"

Zhou Shike shook his head, "No, it's just that I don't quite understand it. Are you all free?"

Their faces turned pale all of a sudden, with embarrassing expressions, "We just like you."

An illegitimate meal is just one step away from a lunatic. If the master's attitude is gentler, then everything is easy to say, but if the master's attitude is bad, their destructive power is comparable to that of a gangster.

"I have my own life."

"You are getting too close to Song Guiyan!" one of them screamed, "We are worried about you!"

"Also, the song you wrote last time was very strange, did you put your heart into it?"

"Ake, are you floating now?"

"You rely on us to like you!"

Zhou Shike extinguished the cigarette directly in the palm of your hand, he took a step back, his brows and eyes were indifferent, "It's too cold, let's go home."

Before the others could speak, the boy who was squatting suddenly stood up and rushed towards Zhou Shike. Zhou Shike was very thin, but the opponent was very strong. He threw Zhou Shike to the ground, hitting the back of his head on the ground with a "bang".

The boy hugged Zhou Shike, his whole body was shaking, and his voice was also shaking, "I've got you! I've got you! Do you know that I like you so much!"

Zhou Shike felt like he was bound by a snake, feeling cold and wet.

Song Guiyan in the car watched, his heart tightened, but he knew that only when Zhou Shike suffered substantial damage would the nature of this matter change, so as to warn other fans who had such thoughts.

Although he feels distressed, he can't always guard against it. There is no reason for this.

"If you insist on getting so close to Song Guiyan, you're going to die!" The round-faced girl's face was distorted. She stood up, took out a retractable knife from her bag, and slowly walked towards Zhou Shike. People didn't stop them when they saw it.

They hope that Zhou Shike can be obedient and sing well, and don't engage in nonsense. They are also doing it for his own good, so why don't they listen!

Zhou Shike used his knees to push away the boy who was pressing on him, and rolled around on the ground before avoiding the knife.

Someone frowned and realized later, "It's not necessary, maybe it was Song Guiyan who was pestering Ah Ke?"

"It's him who is disobedient!" The round-faced girl turned her head and roared, looking crazy, "It's good that he is obedient! Shut up!"

The girl who was yelled at was taken aback and took two steps back.

Zhou Shike doesn't check Weibo very often, he doesn't care what other people say.

Of course, he occasionally reads private messages, but he doesn't know that he can meet such a crazy person himself, and he can understand after hugging him a few times. Why would he want him to die?

He took out his mobile phone, his brows and eyes were a little cold, "I called the police."

"Don't call the police!" The knife was thrown at him directly.

Zhou Shike subconsciously turned his head to hide.

But the knife was aimed at his neck, and the tip of the knife moved forward, and he couldn't avoid turning his head.

"Don't!" The girl who was yelled at before rushed over and grabbed the knife directly. She was not that extreme, she just wanted to follow them to see Ake with her own eyes, and she didn't want to hurt Zhou Shike.

When Zhou Shike felt that the knife had already pierced him, a force from the side pulled him away. The person who came was wearing a peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low, only the delicate and cold sculptural chin was seen.

He had a scar under his jaw, which the streetlight shone right on.

The visitor's aura was so cold that they immediately held their breath.

"If you have something to say, go talk to the police." The man's voice had a metallic coldness, low and rough.

Zhao Xu came with security guards.

Zhou Shike didn't recognize him until he saw Zhao Xu.

He turned around and met Fu Simian's gaze. An unspeakable soreness spread from his heart throughout his body, and finally hit his eye sockets, which became hot and scalding.

Fu Simian lost a lot of weight, and he was still wearing a black overcoat, with a black peaked cap covering his red eye sockets. He looked at Zhou Shike without saying a word, without moving or speaking.

Zhou Shike used the street lamp to see the long scar on Fu Simian's jaw, extending from the junction of the neck and chin to the back of the ear. It's not a very obvious location, but once you see it, it's obvious.

Fu Simian raised his hand and rubbed the back of Zhou Shike's head, with a bitter tone and a hoarse voice, sighed, "That's how he takes care of you? How can you make me feel at ease..."