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Back home, the cheongsam was completely killed.

Only then did Jin Zhou realize that Yang Shiyu had already restrained himself in the hotel, and when he tore off the disguise of calmness and forbearance, all that remained was tyrannical madness.

The next day was Sunday, Jin Zhou woke up at noon, and subconsciously wanted to turn over, but found that his whole body hurt.

"Get up and eat." Yang Shiyu appeared at the door of the bedroom wearing an apron. Under the apron was plain home clothes, and the gold-rimmed glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose embellished his elegant temperament, but only Jin Zhou knew that this person was well-dressed on the surface. In fact, they are beasts in clothes.

"I'm sorry." Jin Zhou resisted the pain in his body and turned over, and threw Yang Shiyu a "self-experienced" back, "I can't get up."

There were approaching footsteps behind him, and Jin Zhou already had a psychological shadow, and turned his head vigilantly: "I warn you, don't touch me, if you touch me again, you will never end."

The quilt was flipped off by Yang Shiyu, revealing the body that had been tortured all night.

There were red marks everywhere, most notably on the buttocks.

"Are you fucking human?" Jin Zhou tensed his back, thinking that this beast was going to fuck him again.However, Yang Shiyu didn't bully him, he just threw his underwear and home clothes on him.

"Put on clothes." Yang Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at Jin Zhou lightly, "If you still want me to be a person."

This threat was concise and effective, and Jin Zhou immediately put on his underwear, in short, to protect the chrysanthemum position first.

But when it came to the step of putting on the coat, he didn't want to move anymore, he groaned and said: "Arm hurts, I can't lift my hand, shoulder hurts too, I'm useless, Yang Shiyu."

Yang Shiyu let out a slight breath, and bent down to help Jin Zhou put on his coat and trousers as if he had nothing to do with him.

The feeling of being served by others is not so good, Jin Zhou has already put on his clothes, but he fell back on the bed shamelessly: "I can't walk."

Yang Shiyu had blue veins on his forehead: "I'll count to three."

"Three two one." Jin Zhou said lazily, "I'll count for you."

The bedroom was quiet for a second, and the next moment, Yang Shiyu knelt on the bed suddenly, moving as quickly as a cheetah on a hunt, holding Jin Zhou's body with one hand, and peeling off the outer pants he just put on with the other.

Half of his butt was exposed in an instant, Jin Zhou quickly pulled on his pants, endured the pain in his waist and hips, and kicked Yang Shiyu's side.

Yang Shiyu probably didn't expect Jin Zhou to be trampled by him all night, and he still had the energy to fight with him. He didn't pay attention, and was kicked under the bed by Jin Zhou's feet.

"You think I'm easy to bully, don't you?" Jin Zhou got excited, "Yesterday I let you, and I don't know who's butt will bloom next time."

Yang Shiyu didn't answer, stood up slowly from the ground, and took off the apron around his waist.

His expression was calm, without any sign of anger, but his next move was——

He took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The glasses were neatly placed on the bedside table, and everything was like the calm before the storm.

Recalling the madness in Yang Shiyu's eyes last night, Jin Zhou suddenly felt a little guilty, and swallowed cowardly: "I made a mistake with my wife, I, I will get up now."

You can't admit your mistakes without dignity, you still have to take advantage of what you say, and you must not change your wife's title.

After lunch, Jin Zhou collapsed on the sofa to digest like a salted fish.

In the past, the two of them had a clear division of labor, the one who cooks and the one who washes the dishes, but today's situation is special, Yang Shiyu took the initiative to take over all the housework.

After a while, Yang Shiyu wiped off the water stains on his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and asked Jin Zhou, "When will you show me the video?"

"Huh?" Jin Zhou pretended to be stupid, "What video?"

Yang Shiyu said patiently: "Video of the reception."

Jin Zhou said: "Did I promise to show you?"

Get angry when it comes to this.

Jin Zhou clearly said that he would show him if he begged, but it turned out that Yang Shiyu was lucky. He begged, but he tortured him while begging. Jin Zhou almost wanted to knock Yang Shiyu's head open to see, how could this man Will it be such a beast?

"Jin Zhou." Yang Shiyu's tone sank a bit, "Don't fight me with this matter."

Jin Zhou knew that the matter was important, not the trivial matter of eating noodles or porridge for breakfast.But Yang Shiyu didn't think about it, who told him to bully Jin Zhou so much?

The bed looks like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another, more rascal than Jin Zhou.You know the truth when you get under the bed, how can there be such a shameless person?

"Why am I fighting?" Jin Zhouai said indifferently, "I didn't promise to show you."

Yang Shiyu looked at Jin Zhou silently for a while, and finally let out a breathless breath, and sat down beside Jin Zhou: "Zhou Zhou."

The deep voice hit Jin Zhou's eardrums directly, and the pampering address almost made his knees weak, and he surrendered directly to Yang Shiyu.

"It was my fault last night," Yang Shiyu held the back of Jin Zhou's hand, "I apologize to you."

The gentleness of the palm came through the skin, and Jin Zhou was afraid that he would compromise too quickly, so he withdrew his hand and said, "Speak as you speak, don't touch me."

"Okay." Yang Shiyu said softly, "I won't touch you if you don't agree."

This... Jin Zhou thinks it's inappropriate.

In fact, he quite enjoyed Yang Shiyu's brutal conquest of him.

Especially when he said no, he actually hoped that Yang Shiyu would trample him harder.

His thoughts suddenly stopped here, and Jin Zhou suddenly realized that he was really a contradictory person.

He was upset when Yang Shiyu bullied him; he was even more upset when Yang Shiyu didn't bully him.

"Let's talk about the future." Jin Zhou turned his face away and said unnaturally.

"Then how can you not be angry?" Yang Shiyu asked.

"I—" It's not that difficult to coax.

Before he finished speaking, Jin Zhou's cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting his unconscious acting like a baby.

"What?" Jin Zhou stood up in a daze, "When did it happen?"

After a while, he hung up the phone and said to Yang Shiyu, "My brother's mother is gone, I'll go over there."

Huzi had no father, and his mother had kidney failure, so she was hospitalized every now and then.

When Huzi was in the police station, Jin Zhou often went to the hospital to take care of her.

Everyone knows that Hu Zima may not be able to last for a few years, but when this day really comes, Jin Zhou will still feel a little bit emotional.

The simple mourning hall is set up in Huzi's house, with a black and white photo, a few plates of offerings, and nothing else complicated.

A small house of tens of square meters cannot accommodate too many people, and many brothers had to leave after offering incense to make room for those who came later.

And Jin Zhou got close to Hu Zi, and stayed right after the incense.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, so don't be too sad."

In the narrow corridor, Jin Zhou patted Huzi on the shoulder and comforted him: "Although Auntie is gone, there are still brothers with you."

"Thank you Brother Jin." Huzi hung his head, without much emotion on his face, "I'm fine now."

Jin Zhou understood Huzi's feelings very well, after all, he had also experienced this kind of thing, and his experience was much worse than Huzi's.

He knew that the reason why Huzi felt "okay" was because there were many people around him now, and he had a lot of things to do to distract him.

However, in the dead of night, it is impossible for Huzi to feel all right.

"You need to collect all the procedures now, including death certificates, family certificates, etc." A few words of comfort are enough, the most important thing is to tell Huzi what to do next, Jin Zhou counted with his fingers , "The transfer of the house requires notarization. How much is Auntie's pension? It's a little troublesome to get it. You can entrust me to help you, and the bank will cancel the account——"

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin." Huzi raised his hand and interrupted Jin Zhou's endless instructions, "Don't worry, I don't need to trouble you."

"Can you handle it yourself?" Jin Zhou was naturally worried, "You don't have to be polite to me, I'm your big brother."

"It's really fine, Brother Jin." Huzi pointed at the people in the room with his chin, "My relatives will help me."

"You..." Jin Zhou moved his lips, "Do you have relatives?"

"Of course." Hu Zi said, "My mother has several brothers and sisters."

Jin Zhou looked into the room, and indeed there were many faces he didn't know.He retracted his gaze subtly, and said to Hu Zi: "That's good, if you need help with anything, don't be polite to me."

In the end, Jin Zhou, like the other brothers, left Huzi's house after offering incense.

Walking slowly on the way home, Jin Zhou thought idly that there were so many relatives in Huzi's family, maybe more than a dozen people, and he couldn't arrange for him to take care of Huzi's family's private affairs.

Even if Huzi has no relatives, her mother still has friends of her own. Compared with Huzi's friends, it is natural that the elders have more say.

Calculated in this way, there may be twenty or thirty people in the row, and it is not Jin Zhou's turn to meddle in other people's affairs.

With a hot face and a cold butt, he would naturally be in a delicate mood, but there was nothing wrong with Hu Zi, it was Jin Zhou who didn't understand the situation and acted sentimentally.

He thought that after Huzi lost his mother, he would be as helpless as him, so he had to stand up as a friend.

In fact, Jin Zhou still has an unspeakable despicable thought, that is, he has an extra companion, someone who is also fatherless and motherless like him.

When there are parents alive, people will feel that death is very far away from them, because their parents stand between them and death, like a powerful barrier.

But once you lose your parents, it will be yourself who will face death.

Jin Zhou thought that Huzi would meet the end of his life alone like him, so he naturally didn't mind having more people to accompany him.

However, it turns out that Huzi doesn't need him at all, and he posted it on his own initiative, but he was just being sentimental.

As he walked, Jin Zhou suddenly recalled some things from that year.

After his parents had an accident, relatives at home, colleagues of his parents, and elders whom he had never met, enthusiastically helped him handle all kinds of tedious matters.

His aunt even wanted to pick him up to live with him, but he declined in the end - he was an adult at that time and didn't want to live with others.

In the first few months, the elders cared about him very much, and told him to regain his confidence in life and study hard in college.

Jin Zhou never took the initiative to contact the elders, so gradually, almost everyone forgot about him. Even the aunt who said she would pick him up to live with him didn't know until a long time later that he hadn't taken the college entrance examination.

Thinking about it this way, Jin Zhou was not alone in the beginning.

It would be better to say that he, like Huzi, became everyone's focus when his parents had an accident.Everyone came to care about him and help him more or less, and these people all had a unified identity - elders.

Jin Zhou couldn't help thinking back, where were his friends back then?

Almost all of his friends were classmates. Teenagers would not go to the funeral by themselves, and it would be strange for their parents to bring them to the funeral. After all, the other party's parents were not familiar with Jin Zhou's parents.

So it's still the same as Huzi's situation. His friend can only say a few words of comfort, but he can't help at all, and he can't find any sense of presence.

and many more.

Jin Zhou stood still on the spot.

Could it be that Yang Shiyu back then felt like he was now, feeling that he was being sentimental?

if it is like this……

Jin Zhou suddenly figured out what Yang Shiyu said earlier - "You don't need me at all".

Yes, there are so many caring people around Jin Zhou, no matter what, there is no tutor to help him with his parents' affairs.

Yang Shiyu didn't have any parents either. Maybe when Jin Zhou's parents had an accident, he also had despicable thoughts, thinking that finally someone was as helpless as him, so he would have someone to accompany him. Boat needs.

But when he went to the funeral, he found that things were not what he thought. There were many enthusiastic elders around Jin Zhou, and everyone had a better position than him to take care of Jin Zhou's affairs. In the end, he was still alone, and he He also realized that Jin Zhou didn't need him at all.

Yang Shiyu didn't really think so, did he?

Jin Zhou continued to walk home.

He put his hot face on his cold butt, but he didn't think it mattered, Huzi had elders to help him, so it would be great.

But if Yang Shiyu had a hot face and a cold butt, this sullen gourd might just hide his awkward emotions and stay away silently.

In addition, at that time, he knew that there was something hidden behind the case of Jin Zhou's parents, and he didn't want Jin Zhou to be in danger, so he really left Jin Zhou so silently.

Jin Zhou suddenly felt Yang Shiyu's mood, but he still couldn't help complaining, isn't this dog too much inner drama?

——Well, he also went through the same inner drama before he thought that Yang Shiyu might have such an idea.

When he got home, Yang Shiyu was holding his laptop and sitting cross-legged on the sofa working.

Jin Zhou threw his coat on the sofa, squeezed lazily beside Yang Shiyu, stretched his head over to look at the computer screen and said, "The verdict?"

"Yeah." Yang Shiyu said, "There are a lot of judgments in my hand that I haven't written."

"I can write for you." Jin Zhou touched his chin and said, "No, I think I should give you a verdict."

"To me?" Yang Shiyu stopped his fingers.

"Yes, you abandoned me, I haven't settled with you yet." Jin Zhou said.

"Go back and calculate slowly." Yang Shiyu continued to type, his beautiful fingers dancing on the keyboard, "I'll give you a blank verdict, you can fill it in as you like."

"Okay." Jin Zhou smiled, put away his smile, looked at the human beside him and said, "Yang Shiyu."

"Huh?" Yang Shiyu responded again.

"I've always needed you."

Yang Shiyu turned his head and met Jin Zhou's serious gaze.

He lightly raised the corners of his mouth and rubbed Jin Zhou's head: "Got it."