you don't love him anymore he loves you

When we were still together before, Zhou Shike was mostly the one who took the initiative, but it seems that it has not changed now. The only thing that has changed is that Fu Simian finally knows how to respond in the right way.

Zhou Shike's chin rested on Fu Simian's knee, and he reached out to touch the scar under Fu Simian's chin, "Can it go away?"

The position is actually not very obvious. Wearing high-necked clothes can block a lot. After all, it is not in the front of the face. It ends under the jaw from behind the ears to the chin where the neck connects.

Fu Simian took his hand and held it in his hand, tapped on the document, "Signed."

Zhou Shike: "..."

Zhou Shike backed away and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I will kick you if I sign the contract?"

"You try." Fu Simian's slightly cramped expression relaxed, and he leaned back on the sofa, looking down at Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shike narrowed his eyes, "Are you threatening me?"

The corners of Fu Simian's mouth raised slightly, "What do you think?"

Zhou Shike held the pen, wondering whether he should sign or not.

It would be impossible to be cheated, Zhou Shike only felt that Fu Simian was too courageous.

He was still hesitating, but a cool hand held the back of his neck, pulled him forward, and Fu Simian's kiss fell down. He only gently sucked Zhou Shike's lips, and tried around the periphery, even if he tried a little. , Zhou Shike still heard a sigh from Fu Simian's throat.

"Ah Ke, I'm really bad now," Fu Simian said against Zhou Shike's lips. Every time he uttered a word, he would rub against the tip of Zhou Shike's nose or lips intentionally or unintentionally. Regret, I will not allow you to regret."

Zhou Shike felt that he was completely covered by Fu Simian's scorching gaze, and he was about to be burned.

"Won't we break up in the future? Huh?" Now the insecure person is replaced by Fu Simian, he wants to hear Zhou Shike's affirmative answer, and listen to him keep talking.

Zhou Shike looked into Fu Simian's eyes and nodded slowly.

After a few seconds, Zhou Shike and Fu Simian pulled a little distance away, and muttered, "It's not necessary."

Fu Simian was taken aback, "What?"

Zhou Shike raised his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth, "No need." He imitated Fu Simian's usual words and tone.

Fu Simian paused for breath, lowered his eyelids, Zhou Shike was all he could see, "Stop talking."

Fu Simian had a fever and his breathing was very hot. He had said to Zhou Shike on WeChat that Zhou Shike could feel the heat coming from his face when he was so close.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Zhou Shike asked.

Fu Simian nodded, "It's much better than the beginning."

"Then you go to sleep for a while." Zhou Shike pushed him.

Fu Simian didn't move.

Zhou Shike raised his eyes and said impatiently, "Go."

The room was silent, and the TV was turned off at some point. The warmth inside the room was like a spring day, colliding with the cold air outside the glass, and the glass turned into an indistinct foggy white.

Fu Simian held Zhou Shike's hand and refused to let go, "Are you going?"

"It depends." Zhou Shike lay on the sofa and looked up at Fu Simian, "Don't do this, Fu Simian, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

What did he say, he used to be restrained because he was concerned about his image in front of Fu Simian, and he didn't dare to say many things directly, but now getting along is much more relaxed and natural than before.

No need to pretend, Zhou Shike is Wednesday.

If he could say that, Fu Simian knew that he would not leave.

He reached out and rubbed Zhou Shike's hair, "I'm going to sleep for a while, I'll take whatever I want to eat from the refrigerator, don't order takeaway..."

Zhou Shike: "..."

After Fu Simian returned to the room, Zhou Shike turned his head to confirm several times. After confirming that the other party was asleep, he started to move around the room.

He opened the refrigerator and found that the food and drinks in it were all his favorites, but in the past few years he has actually acquired a lot of new favorite things. Fu Simian didn't know that the refrigerator was still the same as when we were together. Zhou Shike's favorite.

Zhou Shike cursed something in a low voice, endured the sourness in his heart, and pushed the door of the refrigerator.

There is nothing to see in the whole house, after all, I don't live here for a long time, but because the people below want to please Fu Simian, even the water glasses are bought in Fu Simian's favorite style.

Finally he wandered to Fu Simian's room.

The curtains are drawn, and the blackout effect is very good. The room is extremely dark, and only faint skylight seeps in through the unclosed crack.

There is a bookshelf in the room, and the books are not even unpacked.

Zhou Shike glanced at it and knew that it was the horse's leg flattered by the people below. Fu Simian didn't like to read those literary works that analyzed human nature too thoroughly and pessimistically.

Fu Simian didn't bother to listen to others say something that was well known.

There was a half glass of water on the bedside table, already cold.

Zhou Shike thought for a while, picked it up and took it to the kitchen to pour it out, and pressed the water purifier to turn on the hot water again.

He didn't know how to take care of people, and he didn't learn to take care of people during the years he was with Fu Simian, so he sat on the carpet beside Fu Simian's bed in a daze.

The sky outside gradually darkened, Zhou Shike leaned on the edge of the bed and watched a movie boredly, and replied a lot of messages halfway.

[San'er, Song Annian and I have reconciled, let's go out for a drink. ]

[No, I'm busy. ]

[Baby Keke, can I bring Quanyan to your house for the New Year?Let my aunt make me spicy prawns! ]

[it is good. ]

[Ake...]

Zhou Shike didn't even bother to open the rest of the messy meals.

Song Guiyan hasn't contacted Zhou Shike in the past few days. It's almost Chinese New Year and everyone is very busy.

The person on the bed woke up, got out of bed with bare feet, and gently hugged Zhou Shike.

"I thought I was dreaming." Fu Simian knelt on one knee in front of Zhou Shike, his voice was hoarse, and his body was obviously less hot.

"are you hungry?"

Zhou Shike absorbed the body temperature of Fu Simian, and said softly, "Do you know how many parties I have rejected for you?"

Fu Simian had a smile in his eyes, soft and gentle, "For me to push it away?"

Zhou Shike didn't speak. For the first time this month, he stayed at home from beginning to end for the whole day. He yawned, and Fu Simian pinched his mouth before he could close it. His eyes widened. , staring blankly at Fu Simian.

The man's hair was disheveled, his pupils were black and bottomless, he stuck out the tip of his tongue into Zhou Shike's mouth, and licked the upper and lower sides of his teeth, the transparent water thread was pulled between the two of them when he withdrew.

"You're going to be marinated in wine." Fu Simian said hoarsely.

Zhou Shike's ears turned red.

He closed his mouth and licked off the water color on his lips, "I allow you to kiss me?"

Fu Simian leaned over and lifted Zhou Shike's chin, thought for a while, "Then you kiss me?"

Zhou Shike laughed, and punched Fu Simian's shoulder with his fist, "Get lost."

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike, the young man smiled with bright eyes and bright teeth, a smile without burden, and a wanton smile. He thought he would regret the years of separation, but at this moment he did not have such a mood.

Ah Ke should be like this now, he shouldn't wrong himself like he did back then.

There is no right moment, and now is their best moment.

On New Year's Eve, Zhou Shike had to be at home. The two aunts were on vacation, and the other aunt celebrated the New Year with Zhou Shike and the others because her daughter and son-in-law were not coming back this year.

The spicy prawns that Fangka mentioned are the best made by this aunt.

But Auntie couldn't do it alone, even Zhou Shixuan helped in the kitchen.

Zhou Shike was sitting by the dining table peeling garlic with Fang Ka, and glanced at his phone from time to time.

Fang Ka looked at him for a long time, and knew that he and Fu Simian had reconciled, and his heart was sour, "Fu Simian?"

"Chener."

Fang Ka pouted, "I heard that he took his partner home to meet his parents, well, the Yang family doesn't allow homosexuality, neither does the Song family, they're too mixed up, and it's Chinese New Year, so I'm going to send those two old things to the ICU Do you want to go?"

Zhou Shike held up a clove of garlic and peeled it as carefully as possible, and said in his mouth: "Didn't Yang Xiao go back? I guess he won't care about Chen'er."

"That's right," Fang Ka slapped his head, "Then the second brother really has something to do with Yang Xiao?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shixun's ghostly crying and wolf howling came from the kitchen. It sounded particularly... heartless, Zhou Shike thought for a while, "No, it's just that the quarrel lasted a little longer this time."

"Actually, I haven't asked Ke Ke you a question. I didn't have the opportunity and it was not suitable to ask you before, but now I can," Fang Ka put a hand on Zhou Shike's shoulder, and glanced at Quan Yan who was reading the newspaper in the living room. Leaning close to Zhou Shike's ear, he asked in a very low voice, "Fu Simian, is it big?"

"..."

While Fang Ka was waiting for the answer excitedly, Zhou Shike stuffed a clove of garlic into his mouth expressionlessly.

Fang Ka's face turned blue, "Ke Ke, I don't like raw garlic!"

But the more Zhou Shike didn't answer, the more Fang Ka became interested.

Zhou Shike squatted in the kitchen to watch them work, also to avoid Fang Ka. Although he was perverse, he rarely brought this kind of thing out of his mouth.

Fang Ka also squatted next to him, resting his cheeks, "Tell me, I'm so curious, I know the right person, I know yours, I know the subject, and I also know the partner of the subject. In order to treat everyone equally, I have to get I know about Fu Simian."

Zhou Shike poked Ah Zhou's dog's head, "Boring."

Fang Ka sighed, "The hospital hasn't been built yet, so I have nothing to do."

There was a carpet on the ground, Fang Ka sat on the ground, hugged the little girl, and asked again: "Today's New Year's Eve, is Fu Simian still in Beicheng?"

Zhou Shike nodded, "Yes."

"He's alone?"

"Ah."

Fang Ka didn't think much about it, and sighed casually, "It's so pitiful."

There are quite a few people eating together this Chinese New Year, and the tables are full.

As a parent, Zhou Jiqing let everyone eat after finishing his congratulatory speech. Quan Yan thoughtfully peeled the shrimp shells for Fang Ka. Fang Ka held up his chopsticks and didn't even bother himself to pick up vegetables.

Zhou Shike stuttered, Zhou Jiqing suddenly said, "Your Uncle Li's son, you played together when you were young, let's see each other after the new year." Xun and Fang Ka looked at Zhou Shike together.

It's just that Fang Ka was surprised, and Zhou Shixun gloated.

Zhou Shike kicked Zhou Shixun under the table, sneered, and turned to Zhou Shixun with his eyes.

"My men have run away, and I still have the mind to laugh at others?"

Zhou Shixun was about to turn back when Zhou Jiqing looked at him indifferently.

"What's going on with you and Yang Xiao?"

Zhou Shixun's scalp went numb, and he immediately straightened his back, solemnly, "Dear Dad, we just had a little conflict."

Zhou Jiqing: "..."

After eating, staying up until midnight, sending Fang Ka and Quan Yan away, everyone went upstairs, Zhou Shike ran to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, dug out a brand new thermos bucket from the cabinet, and picked out some special ones for auntie. After packing up the dishes, he tiptoed out of the kitchen.

The three dogs' eyes were bright, and they followed Zhou Shike around.

"Go aside." Zhou Shike was fierce.

He was walking to the Fu Simian community.

A familiar figure appeared in the field of vision. The man was wearing a black coat, his brows were clear and stern, and his indifferent eyes fell on Zhou Shike across the dark and cold snowy night, slowly warming up.

Zhou Shike strode over on the snow, and reached out to Fu Simian before he reached him. Zhou Shike generously threw himself into Fu Simian's arms, and Fu Simian took him into his arms.

"Happy New Year!" Zhou Shike held the thermos in one hand and wrapped around Fu Simian's waist with the other, "Why are you standing here?"

Asked a sensible question.

Fu Simian hugged him tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll wait for you here, in case you don't come, in case you come."