The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

It was the first day of the new year, and there were few vehicles and people on the street. It was not as congested as it was when people were buying new year's goods a few days ago.

Chen Baiyu drove the two of them to Fang's house, wagged his tail casually in the wide parking space at the door, and got out of the car.

The door is open.

This is a magnificent detached villa, located a little far from the city center, purely because its old owner wanted to be quiet.Outside the villa, the walls are covered with green vines, which probably belong to the family of evergreen grasses, and they have not shaken off a single leaf in the cold wind.

Chen Baiyu followed Song Zhi into the door, looked around, and was very interested in the palace-like garden of the richest man's house.

Song Zhi walked to the living room familiarly, and found that no one was at home, only the rustling sounds from the kitchen.

"Auntie." He called out to the back of Fang Chengyan's mother.

The beautiful woman turned her head according to the sound and said with a smile, "Are you here?"

Chen Baiyu raised his eyebrows slightly.Fang Chengyan's mother is so beautiful, with flat skin and bright eyes, she can't guess her age at all.Such an appearance would definitely fascinate young people when he was young, he thought to himself, no wonder Fang Chengyan is also handsome.

The beautiful woman came out of the kitchen and entertained them and the group: "You are not at home on the first day of the new year, why did you come here again?"

"Let's all sit down." She said to Chen Baiyu and Song Nail, "Are you all Cheng Yan's friends?"

Chen Baiyu said nonsense: "Yes."

Fang Chengyan's mother said to Song Zhi again: "After visiting the sick, go play with your friends first."

"Cheng Yan has me watching, so you don't have to trouble yourself to take care of it yourself."

"It's okay." Song Zhi said, "Then let's go up first, Auntie."

After greeting her, the three walked upstairs.Song Zhi walked ahead and went up the spiral staircase, only to realize that there was another visitor in Fang Chengyan's bedroom——

The other party stood in the center of the room, talking to Fang Chengyan in a respectful tone.Song Zhi recognized it from the back, it was the person who was kidnapped by Qin Huai together with him in the factory, and had half of his palm cut off.

Look up at his hands again.

The quilt was wrapped in white gauze, which was several layers thick, and no injuries could be seen.But according to the general shape... It should be half missing, and the remaining half of the palm was completely left in the factory, and was blown into powder together with the bodies of Qin Huai and Jiang Long.

Fang Chengyan was discussing the company with him, but the moment he saw Song Zhi when he turned around, the conversation became less involved.

"Come in first." He said to Song Zhi, "Wait for me, it will be over soon."

The latter walked in without a word.Chen Baiyu followed Song Zhi's buttocks and kept looking at Fang Chengyan.

He had heard Song Zhi's description that Fang Chengyan's wound penetrated from his back to his chest. In an instant, the impact of the fragments made the wound ten times bigger.It's also a fucking penetrating wound, it's not easy to recover, and it will bleed when you move.

Chen Baiyu's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and it hurt like he just heard one more word.

Seeing that Fang Chengyan had business to do, Song Zhi said to him, "You should do your work first."

After he finished speaking, he went downstairs again, and Chen Baiyu also went out with him, wanting to visit the house where the rich man lived.

They all left, only Song Nai Nai was left standing at the door.The moment she saw "Dead Face", her horrified life experience began to appear in her mind.

Du Xiufan reported to Fang Chengyan: "It can be done today. If there is no accident, the old employees will be recalled next Monday."

"I will sort out the projects that Qinhuai has invested in before, and I can give them to you for review in the next two days."

Fang Chengyan leaned on the pillow and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"With your help, everything I have done is worthwhile." Du Xiufan spoke very respectfully, "Seeing that you still have something to do, then, I will leave first."

"I hope you will recover soon and come to visit the company."

Du Xiufan turned and left, meeting the eyes of the girl at the door.She had only been an intern for half a month, and it was the first time she saw "dead face" speak in such a tone.

He is indeed a ruthless person, his hands are gone, and he said it was worth it...

Song Nai Nai stepped aside a little, thinking that the other party would ignore her at all, but when Du Xiufan passed by, he suddenly stopped beside her.

"meet again."

Song Nai Nai looked up suspiciously, but saw Du Xiufan stretching out his hand to her, as if he wanted to shake hands with her.

"Thank you for calling the police in time." He said, "If the internship report is still needed, I can sign it for you directly."

On the day when the factory bombing happened, Du Xiufan was able to escape on the national highway, and was finally sent back to the urban area by a police car for timely medical treatment.

Song Nail also slowly stretched out his hand, just touched the gauze of his hand lightly, not daring to use too much force: "Thank you."

When he was exposed on the rooftop, he still refused to shake hands with her, but now with only half of his hand left, he shook hands...

Du Xiufan walked away from her with a straight posture. From then on, he took the top position in an investment company, was able to cooperate with Fang Chengyan to bring down Qin Huai, owned a company, and only paid the price of half a palm. Really nothing.

Song Zhi was replying to the message on the stairs, but suddenly heard a tinkle in the kitchen.He hurried down and saw that it was Fang Chengyan's mother who had knocked over the kitchen shelf and was standing there in a daze, looking at the utensils on the ground.

He reached out and lifted the shelf with one hand, then squatted down to help the other party put everything back in place.The beautiful woman's hands were full of sticky white flour, so she didn't pick it up. Seeing him coming to help, she felt a little embarrassed: "The nanny is on vacation. I originally planned to let me cook today, but I'm really not very good at it. You are laughing."

Song Zhi hurriedly said, "What are you planning to do?"

He had already walked to the side of the cooking table, pointing to the pot of thin, rotten and shapeless noodles, frowning and asking, "Make dumplings?"

"Correct."

Song Zhi understood.

Looking at the pot of things, he said, "It will take a while to do it by yourself."

"Let me help you."

"No need. During the few days when Cheng Yan was injured, we bothered you every day." She also walked to the cooking table and boasted: "I know you are sensible, no wonder my father-in-law treats you so much."

Song Zhi put the phone in his pocket, washed his hands again, and stopped talking.

The white hands picked up all the sticky flour flakes, poured the flour into it tentatively several times, and finally found out the right ratio. After kneading in the same direction for a while, the fluffs had become a whole piece of dough.After waking up, he quickly made the dumplings. Fang Chengyan's mother was rolling out the wrappers, watching him wrap the dumplings very nicely.

"You did it at home?" She seemed surprised.

"No." Song Zhi replied, "I usually watch my sister-in-law do it."

As a result, as soon as he got started today, he was very surprised. Song Zhi put the wrapped dumplings aside: "I just don't know if they are firm or not, and will they fall apart when cooked."

The two worked together for half an hour, and finally made dozens of dumplings.

Fang Chengyan's mother looked at the basin: "There is no filling, but there are still so many noodles."

Song Zhi said: "Then do whatever you want."

He thought about making a snack, and searched through Fang's refrigerator, and the only thing he found that was suitable for stuffing was purple sweet potato.Fang Chengyan's mother watched him peel the purple sweet potato, boil it and mash it, so she couldn't get her hands on it.Song Zhi found dry yeast, salt, sugar, and butter. After kneading the butter, he rolled it into a large sheet, stuffed it with fillings, cut a knife in the middle, and began to roll according to both sides. He then gently held both ends and twisted them. .

Made four in total.

He went again to the large oven with built-ins in the kitchen.

"You are amazing." Fang Chengyan's mother sincerely praised:

"If you're a girl, I'm sure you'll beg you to be our daughter-in-law."

She may never know that, as early as a few months ago, the sister-in-law of the Song family had exactly the same idea.

When Song Zhi heard this, he smiled awkwardly and shortly: "You go to rest first, and I will call you when the food is baked."

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you." The beautiful woman became more and more satisfied with him, the smile on her face never stopped, and then she turned and left.

Song Zhi stood in the kitchen, waiting for the four snacks to swell, took out his mobile phone while waiting, and replied to the message...

His good brother is on the corridor on the second floor of Fang's house at this moment.

Chen Baiyu first walked to the end, and then took a few minutes to walk back, and had to sigh sincerely: "It's so fucking big!" Finally, he walked down the luxurious spiral staircase, filled with indescribable envy.

Walking to the first floor, he found Song Zhi standing in the kitchen with his head bowed, humming.He walked over quietly and stood at the door:

"Oh, the larks are singing."

Song Zhi turned around and scolded: "Get out of here!"

Chen Baiyu walked in leisurely with arms folded, poking his head over Song Zhi's shoulder like a patrol, "What did you get?"

"Can't you see it?" The good brother told him impatiently, "croissant."

Chen Baiyu narrowed his eyes, as if pondering for a long time, and suddenly laughed mercilessly: "Hahaha, fuck me!"

"Croissants!?" He pointed to the four lumps, which were probably not wrapped tightly. After the dough was twisted into a knot, green things gradually flowed out from the gaps, and there was a little blue: "This is purple. Potatoes? You boil them in water? It's fucking oxidized to this color."

"What does this strip look like, disgusting?" Chen Baiyu mentioned one, grinning happily: "Return the croissant! Damn it's so funny, it looks like the Eastern Plague maggot in World of Warcraft! "

Song Zhiquan thought he was farting and ignored him.After spreading a layer of egg wash over the surface, put on baking mitts and place in the oven.

After 10 minutes, the dim sum came out.

The puff pastry turned slightly black, and because the purple potato filling was still semi-solid and semi-liquid due to the loose wrapping, it turned green shortly after it flowed out.Then put it in the oven, the high-gluten flour is heated and deformed, and the filling will flow out more.

Now, it shows a kind of Tiffany blue, which makes people wonder if there is too much chemical dye in it, so I dare not drink it easily.

But then-

Chen Baiyu watched helplessly as the young rich man devoured all these unsavory things.

And gently said to Song Zhi:

"delicious."

Chen Baiyu had an expression of disgust and repulsion, and the depression between his brows seemed to say: "I can't figure it out."

Can't figure it out.

He wanted to dissuade him a few times in the middle, but the words choked up in his throat a few times, and he took another look at Song Zhi, who was sitting on the side of the bed indifferently like a stone.

This buddy is really good enough!

Song Zhi didn't say a word, took the plate and took it downstairs, and disappeared in the man's lingering sight.From the beginning to the end, he never said a word to Fang Chengyan.

Only then did Chen Baiyu realize that there seemed to be something strange between the two of them before, and when he thought about it, on the day of the tax payment meeting, in the corridor... it seemed that there was such a thing...

He asked, "Are you two fighting again?"

Fang Chengyan was silent for a while, and answered truthfully: "Yes."

"Why this time?"

"...I mistakenly thought that Song Zhi was flirting with others."

Chen Baiyu clicked his lips: "Then, did you give him a face?"

The man didn't speak anymore. Seeing this reaction, Chen Baiyu had already grasped all the details, and he said, "Mr. Fang, Song Zhi has never been wronged in vain."

"Look at his father, the matter of his eldest brother made him not even speak nicely to his father."

"That's his own father! He stays at home all day long, and he doesn't see him when he looks up. He doesn't intend to forgive him just like that." Chen Baiyu spread his hands: "Yes, you let him suffer for nothing?"

Even Song Nai Nai on the side chimed in: "I'm a goth, don't mess with him."

Seeing Fang Chengyan was silent.

Chen Baiyu felt that what he said was wrong, and began to comfort the man again.

This is still a patient.

"It's...it's okay, then you...you, you can treat him with your injury first." Chen Baiyu looked at the door, saw that Song Zhi hadn't come back, and continued: "I know you are an honest gentleman, and you don't bother to pretend Poor. But based on my understanding of Zhi'er, you have to fight him to the end."

"real!"

Song Zhi's bad friend ran up the train with his mouth full: "Song Zhi doesn't eat soft and hard things, but fortunately, his morals are still noble. He knows that he is sorry for you, so he comes here every day. Don't think he is in front of your bed now. , when you recover from illness, he will definitely hide from you far away."

"If you're fine, just cry out for pain."

"Listen to me, you must be right!"

Fang Chengyan looked serious and heard everything in his heart.

"it is good."

The man was taught very well by Fang Changyun since he was a child. In many cases, he is always forbearing and calm.Only in calmness and reason can he find a safe solution to the problem.However, for Song Zhi's extreme personality that likes to avoid problems, his solution is completely inapplicable.Even though he can deal with all kinds of problems in the company, in terms of retaining Song Zhi, Fang Chengyan is like a bewildered ant, struggling to find a way out at the entrance of the maze.

At noon, both Chen Baiyu and Song Nail said they wanted to leave.

Song Zhi took the initiative to stay and take care of Fang Chengyan. After the dumplings were finished, it was time to take medicine again.

He tosses the phone aside.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully counted the pills for the man.

Fang Chengyan asked him, "What have you been doing at home these past few days?"

Song Zhi didn't raise his head: "I didn't do anything."

After counting, stretch out your hands.

The man took the water and medicine from the side.

While Fang Chengyan was taking the medicine, Song Zhi approached him familiarly, unbuttoned his clothes, and applied medicine to the wound on his abdomen.

I haven't seen her for two days, but the wound here is recovering well and scabs have formed.Moreover, Song Zhi realized that he really didn't have any thoughts about Fang Chengyan. When he first took the medicine, at least he still felt uncomfortable. Now that he is doing business, he can fix it quickly.

After smearing it with a cotton swab, he removed the gauze around his mouth to see.

This is where men hurt the most.Sure enough, it was still the same, with flesh and blood sticking out, the wound was too big, about three to four centimeters wide, and couldn't be sutured. If the movement was slightly larger, moist and warm blood would gushing out, so it was often bloody and knotted. No scabs, no improvement at all.

"Does it still hurt?"

The man looked at him from top to bottom, remembered Chen Baiyu's words, and said softly:

"pain."

Song Zhi's eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, and then quickly disappeared.He screwed the cap on the topical medicine and set it aside.

"Have you had a fever these two days?"

"Ah."

Song Zhi didn't speak at all.

When a man has a fever and is tortured by pain, what about him?He was in the bar... happy and happy.

Recalling what the doctor told him—Fang Chengyan might have to face lead poisoning, catheter rejection, etc. in the future, Song Zhi suddenly felt deeply guilty for his actions.

Fang Chengyan waited for him for a long time, but did not wait for a response.He realized that he couldn't pretend to be pitiful, and asked, "When will you return to Qingyuan?"

"talk later."

Nothing to do, let's talk.

All are vague rhetoric, and the man is perfunctory.

Song Zhi moved another place and sat behind Fang Chengyan.

The man's back muscles have perfect undulating arcs, but they are covered with sutures here and there, and the flesh and blood split by the fragments are tightly stitched together, scarred and shocking.

Song Zhi was flustered when he saw it, and asked, "When can the stitches be removed here on the back?"

"One more week."

There was no need to apply medicine to these wounds, but Song Zhi was really uncomfortable, so he picked up the medicine that had been wiped on the abdominal wound just now, and applied it gently, as if doing so would make them heal sooner.

The man is still asking: "How long did you 'talk' just now?"

Song Zhi said, "After you recover from your injury."

He sighed sadly, and then promised very seriously: "Don't worry, I will come every day until you are completely recovered."

Hearing him sigh, Fang Chengyan misunderstood that he was complaining that he hadn't come these two days, so he pulled him from behind: "I don't need you to take care of me."

"My question is just because, I simply want to see you."

The man stared at Song Zhi, his eyes were calm, his upper lip was thin and lightly pursed. "If you just do this and that for me when you come here, it will make me feel that you are just guilty of me."

"I want you to be more comfortable. What do you do at home these two days? Watch TV, play games?"

"I can fit it in the bedroom too."

Song Zhi frowned: "It's not necessary."

Fang Chengyan's bedroom is in a simple style, there is no need to add those things for him.

Song Zhi didn't want to meet the man's eyes, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he felt irritated to face the problem directly.But more, it was the self-blame that surged up in the heart of the man when he told him "it hurts".

Fang Chengyan was in a coma for a week due to serious injuries. When he woke up on the first day, the doctor cleaned his penetrating wound from the inside to the outside. After that, Song Zhi wiped the sweat off his forehead for the other party. I know what a pain that is.

But the man has always been reticent and used to forbearance. In order to prevent him from blaming himself, he never said it hurts...

Fang Chengyan hurt him.

But he was really nice, from the beginning to the end, from the south to the north, so good that he couldn't describe it.

Thoughts were going back and forth, Song Zhi hadn't recovered yet, he just heard that the mobile phone that had been kept beside the bed suddenly buzzed.

The screen immediately lit up.

The two looked over together.

A feminine avatar pops up on the lock screen, and the nickname is a simple "L."

The content of the message sent by the other party is:

[Why don't you answer me?Shall we meet again tonight? ]

Song Zhi raised his head in panic.

I found that Fang Chengyan was staring at him, his gaze was compelling...

"..."

Fang Chengyan seemed to be frozen there, his eyes were slightly cold, angry and disappointed, as if he wanted to see a hole in his screen.

The air stalemate.

Song Zhixin jumped up suddenly, as if he was being eaten by insects and ants all over his body.

He put the phone back into his pocket: "I'll...get water."

But not only did he not hold the cup firmly, it also caused it to fall from the low bedside cabinet and shattered directly.I knelt down to pick it up, and when I was about to stand up, a few pieces fell from my hand.

Song Zhi went to pick it up again, back and forth twice, and the broken glass fell from his hand when he got up. He became angry from embarrassment, and when he bent down to reach out again, his hand was scratched by a sharp piece of glass.

The blood drops from the fingertips kept rolling down and fell on the wooden floor, splashing two blood flowers.

"..."

After a few seconds of startling silence.

He heard Fang Chengyan say coldly:

"come over."

"..."

The angry man raised his hand to get the hemostatic cotton and pressed it on the wound.

Song Zhi felt a sudden sense of oppression on his head, which made him almost unable to stay any longer.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the bedroom became suspenseful.

He was like a thief who was caught and showed up, his eyes flickered with fear, and he was restless.

Song Zhi lowered his head, looked at his grasped fingers stupidly, and shouted frantically in his heart, right?

She didn't have any relationship with him in the first place, so what's wrong! ?

But still unable to hold back the panic in his heart, he ran away.

From that day on, he never dared to come to Fang's house again.

It's ridiculous.

A second ago, he was undressing the other party because of guilt, and made a vow that he would come every day.

As a result, under the eyes of the man, he was defeated in a second.

……

Time flies for half a month.

Late at night, the dance floor in the bar is as lively as ever.The colors are dazzling, and the lights are shadowy.

Beside the bar, a provocative woman stretched out her two arms and clung to a young man. Her body swayed gently with the music, and she stopped from time to time to feed him a sip of milk liqueur.

The young man's cheeks were already red like a tide, and he looked like a jade mountain was about to collapse.He spent more than ten days here willingly, because it felt so good—with a woman by his side, and countless alcohol, it made him forget his troubles, he didn't have to go home, and he didn't have to bear some kind of burden. Obligatory responsibility.

Song Zhi closed his eyes and rested his chin on her shoulder, almost falling asleep.

In the hazy state of consciousness, I noticed that there was a gay passing by, otherwise, how could I still hear the exclusive notification sound of the blued software in my drowsy sleep.

And for some reason, he found that the world suddenly started to spin up and down, and in a dizzy state, he inexplicably recalled the incident of accidentally breaking into a gay bar in Qingyuan.

Then, I remembered another person.

Soon, he forgot again.Alcohol numbs his brain, leaving it empty again.

Sister Ling hugged Song Zhi as if she were hugging a pet puppy. She whispered in his ear, "Thank you for giving me the perfume. You have a good eye."

"Did you send women off before?"

This was the critical moment when she should use sweet words to save her life, but unfortunately she didn't wait for the other party's response.

"Why don't you speak?"

She pressed Song Zhi's smooth face, and sighed: "Your drinking capacity is really..."

There was helplessness and pampering in the words.

Chen Baiyu came to the bar after playing the game in the middle of the night, and was talking to Wang Tao, but suddenly, from a long distance away, under the dim light, he saw his face flashing past.

He suspected that he was dazzled from playing games, and he was still standing on the deck to watch.

When he finally saw it clearly, Chen Baiyu opened his mouth and cursed: "Fuck!"

"I'm almost sleepy." Song Zhi complained to the woman in a low voice.

"Understood, let's sleep for a while."

These words are very familiar again.

Especially in such a sleepy situation... Whose shoulders did he lean on, and whoever said it again...

Annoying.

Coming and going, disturbing him so that he could not be at peace.

Song Zhi's head was dizzy, and before he had time to think about it, he felt continuous hot kisses falling on his neck, sucking and biting, making him itchy, so he had to raise his head and dodge slightly.

Sister Ling raised her eyes and told him, "Your skin is really thin."

Song Zhi still had his eyes closed, his eyelashes fluttered, as if he wanted to open them, but he gave up quickly.He didn't understand what it meant at all, he just chuckled and was about to fall asleep again.

She said, "Really so sleepy?"

Then, Sister Ling let go of Song Zhi suddenly: "Are you still staying in the hotel?"

The latter didn't know why, so he tried to stand still, and finally opened his sleepy eyes towards her.

The woman's thick and slender eyelashes drooped first, then lifted up quickly, staring at Song Zhi: "Tonight?"

Song Zhi hugged her again, and complained in her ear: "I'm a little drunk."

Over the past ten days, their physical contact has been very close.It is only the last step away from real intimacy.

Song Zhi asked directly: "Why do you want to open a room and pour me so much wine first?"

"Why? Drink too much, afraid you won't be able to get up?"

She softly teased Song Zhi's ear, took out something from the expensive leather bag, and then stuffed a square package into his coat pocket.

Song Zhi was so sleepy, his voice was hoarse, and with a hint of pity, he asked, "What do you think?"

"I don't even have the strength to open my eyelids, how can I get up?"

Sister Ling laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

She rarely showed the posture of a little woman, but Song Zhi let her regain the pure feeling when she was in love.

"You're so honest all the time."

She looked at Song Zhi obsessively, and had to examine probingly, to examine what magic power was hidden in him: "You suddenly made me want to get married."

"Terrible."

"We've only known each other for half a month..."

Song Zhi's head is hurting and hot, getting married...?

It seemed that someone had also whispered to him that he was the only one who wanted to get married.

He was so dizzy from drinking that he had already forgotten who it was.But when the woman talked about the future with him, Song Zhi had to wake up a bit:

"Would you like to go south with me?"

"South?" The woman was a little surprised, "What are you going there for?"

"I have a tea plantation there."

"I have to go back later."

Sister Ling's expression darkened in the shadows, but the ambiguous light quickly shone on the two of them again, the woman gently stroked his side face, Song Zhi closed his eyes, enjoyed the touch, and finally fell asleep up...

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up alone from the cold bar.

The loud music kept changing, causing Song Zhi to have a splitting headache.

He squinted his eyes in bewilderment and walked outside.

Seeing him, Chen Baiyu dragged the stumbling Song Zhi to his side:

"Song Zhi."

Chen Baiyu supported Song Zhi's shoulders with both hands, stared wide-eyed, and cursed: "Fuck!"

"Are you human? You!?"

"Before we..." Chen Baiyu was excited for a moment, and when he saw Song Zhi messing around on the dance floor 10 minutes ago, he directly gave him a slap in the face and stuttered.

"Didn't you go to Fang Chengyan's house before... huh?" Chen Baiyu couldn't believe his eyes: "He almost died because of you, and he was half dead."

"you you……"

"Zhier." The music was very loud, and Chen Baiyu's voice was too high: "You listen to my brother's advice, you can't be such a jerk?"

"...You, you fucking at least wait for him to heal and move freely, and then give him a precise blow!"

Song Zhi shook off his arm, feeling that the loudspeaker was so loud that he wasn't listening at all.

He began to search for his mobile phone randomly on Chen Baiyu's booth.

"you……"

"What are you looking for?"

Chen Baiyu tugged at him: "You're not sitting here at all, what are you looking for?"

Song Zhi then touched his pocket and found his mobile phone.

What is he looking for.

What are you looking for?

Song Zhi was stunned for two seconds.

Yes, look for Miss Ling.

He tried his best to support his body and looked around the bar, but he couldn't find the woman. Then he opened his sleepy eyes completely, recalling what the woman said to him before falling asleep:

"I'm not interested in your South, because that's where my business is."

"Thank you for inviting me to be a part of your future. I am very happy these days, more than ever."

"You're really, really, really charming."

Song Zhi was not in any mood, and drank Chen Baiyu's cocktail in one swoop.

Chen Baiyu: "Hey! What are you doing, you don't go home every day, so you spend the night here?"

"Your mother called me several times to ask me, but I couldn't find you anywhere, and you are here to soak up feelings.

Song Zhi found a comfortable position, waved to him, and wanted to sleep.

Chen Baiyu was still chattering: "Why don't you go back to Qingyuan, it's not a problem if you keep doing this."

"Didn't you say you would come back after the new year?"

Song Zhi said "hmm".

"Then just come back in two days."

"Go earn your big money, earn 100 million, buy it for four circles! Don't mess around like this all day long!"

"Ah!" Song Zhi raised his eyelids slightly, as if he had finally been reminded of his life goal: "Yes, buying a car!"

Chen Baiyu smirked: "Right?"

"Yes." Song Zhi nodded, followed by a smirk.

"Before you leave, talk to your family. Don't keep hiding. Also, you have to go and see Fang Chengyan. He saved you. At least we can meet him."

Song Zhi was drunk, and nodded again: "Yes."

"I have to find him."

Chen Baiyu saw him get up straight away, and was stunned for a moment: "I didn't mean to go now, look at your watch, it's already three o'clock."

"I'll go back to Qingyuan tomorrow."

"If you think about it, it's you." Chen Baiyu hurriedly pulled him, but he was pushed away.

"If you want to say goodbye, you have to go tonight."

Song Zhi, a drunk, didn't listen to persuasion at all, and he couldn't talk about it no matter what, Chen Baiyu argued with him on the street for a long time, and finally Song Zhi took a taxi.

It was already 03:30 in the morning, he braced himself up, rummaged through the address book several times, finally found the man's name, and called him.

Then he tilted his head and leaned against the door, waiting for the other party to open the door.

It's been a long time...

The cold wind was blowing, Song Zhiwai was taking a nap here, it was really cold.

The moment the door opened, a familiar and handsome face emerged from the darkness, and there was a cold gleam in his eyes looking at him.

Song Zhi stared at him blankly. Just as he smiled at him, he suddenly remembered something and stopped smiling: "You're hurt..."

"I called you to open the door?"

"Have you recovered from your injury?" He was very anxious, and walked in a "Z" shape, trying to walk in front of Fang Chengyan, but his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he sat down on the ground in embarrassment.

The wounds of seriously injured people have scabbed over the past few days, and they can get out of bed. The drainage tube has been taken out, and there is no need to worry about lead poisoning and rejection.

The result is not yet complete, and I have to help a drunkard first.Fang Chengyan looked cold and pulled him up from the ground.

"Healed the hole?" Song Zhi looked around at him.

"do not move."

Move again.

The wound tended to be ripped open again.

Song Zhi whimpered in the courtyard, "I'm sorry!"

"I'm drunk!"

Walking through the dark living room, Fang Chengyan led the noisy people to the bedroom on the second floor: "Sit first."

Song Zhi knew where to sit, so he got to Fang Chengyan's big bed and lay down directly.

The man wiped his face, poured water for him, and said indifferently, "Sleep here first."

He knew that Song Zhi hadn't come home these few days, and Song's mother and the Song family's sister-in-law had come to look for her in turn.Just about to send a text message to Song Zhi's sister-in-law, Song Zhi pointed at his heart and said, "You are bleeding."

The blood flowed out at some point, and it drenched the front of the home clothes.Song Zhi opened his dark eyes, and gently opened the button of his clothes with a finger, and saw the thin scab on the surface, and a hole was torn in the middle.

"..."

"I wanted to say goodbye to you." Song Zhi curled his lips guiltily, immediately got up on all fours, and went to the bedside to get the medicine.

Crawling back from there again, he pulled Fang Chengyan over and pressed him against the bed, knelt down on the ground limply, and stretched out his hand to unbutton the man's clothes.

He was drunk, his eyes were red, and he was as focused on painting as before. When he saw Fang Chengyan's horrible wound on his heart, he curled his lips and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Then Fang Chengyan lowered his head and saw——

Red marks on his neck.

There are dots of blue and purple Sha from being sucked out, all over the neck.

On fair skin, it is extremely eye-catching.

In an instant, blue veins appeared on the man's forehead.Uncontrollable anger burst out of his eyes, and his temper was about to explode on the spot!

In the past, I was always afraid that Song Zhi would run away with others.

Everything in front of him now reminds him——

Dreams come true, Fang Chengyan!

He stared fixedly at the mark on Song Zhi's neck, his eyes were as dark as the night outside the window, unfathomable.

"Song Zhi..."

The faint voice, in the silent night, the tone was a bit permeable.

"Ok?"

The other party raised his head innocently, his eyes were clear and bright.

Fang Chengyan's face was extremely ugly, he tried to bury his face in his palm, but this action failed.

The man couldn't hold back his overwhelming jealousy, he lifted Song Zhi's collar, pulled him up from his body, and forced him to ask, "Who did it!?"

Song Zhi went to push his hand: "It's just applying the medicine, what are you doing with me!"

Fang Chengyan tightened his collar and reiterated sullenly: "Who, who did it!"

The glaring red marks sharply pricked his heart, and the rage completely engulfed him, his eyes were red:

"Go and wash!"

Pushing people into the single bathroom in the bedroom, angrily shouted: "Wash your neck!!!"

Song Zhi was forcefully held in, and he staggered two steps before he stood still. He looked at the man inexplicably in front of the sink, then turned on the faucet cowardly, and frantically scrubbed his neck. The splash of water made his shirt wet. Mostly wet.

"Are you sick?" He was still very stiff after washing, and became drunk. He raised his head and shouted to Fang Chengyan: "Is it alright!?"

Fang Chengyan stood there with a stiff face, on the verge of going berserk.

The latter looked at him as if he was insane, supported the wall, and reluctantly walked out. When he reached the door, he felt uncomfortable because most of his clothes were wet and stuck to his body.

his back