Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan was imprisoned for several days, and his body became weaker after not seeing the sun for too long.

Fu Zechuan would still visit him every day, watch him eat, and talk to him, but he would never let him go.

Ji Fanfan didn't have any communication tools around him, he couldn't contact others to save him, and no one knew that he was imprisoned in this dark place.

He talked less and less, and even refused to listen. Many times Fu Zechuan talked to him, but he didn't respond at all. He lived like a walking dead, a porcelain doll without a soul.

"Fanfan, can you talk to me?" Fu Zechuan sat beside him and asked softly while peeling an apple for him.

Ji Fanfan's eyes were blank, without any reply.

"I know you are still angry with me, but can you also understand me and feel sorry for me? Huh?" Fu Zechuan took his hand pitifully.

Ji Fanfan just sat there blankly.

Fu Zechuan exhaled slowly with heartache, "Then how about this? After I've been busy for a while, I'll take you out to relax. You can go wherever you want, okay?"

Ji Fanfan's eyes finally moved, and his voice was hoarse like the sound of an old wooden door opening, "Do you lock me to relax?"

Fu Zechuan's eyes darkened, and he was silent for a while, "As long as you promise not to leave me again, I will not lock you up again."

Ji Fanfan restored the sculpture again, without saying a word, he no longer knew how to communicate with him.

And Ji Fanfan's indifference also made Fu Zechuan's turbulent emotions gradually cool down, "I'm going to prepare something tonight, and I'll be back late. If you're sleepy, go to bed first."

Ji Fanfan closed his eyes, even refusing to look at him again.

Fu Zechuan also knew that he was in a bad mood. Before leaving, he carefully took away the peeled fruit and the fruit knife. He was afraid that Ji Fanfan would be overwhelmed.

Ji Fanfan spent his days in this place like years, and all the initial pain was finally replaced by indifference, and scattered into ashes of despair.

He fell asleep drowsily, and slept until midnight, but was awakened by the person pressing on him.

Fu Zechuan smelled of alcohol, and his unchanging clothes were pressed against him. Ji Fanfan wanted to push away the person on him in distress, but Fu Zechuan wrapped his hands around his neck and stuck him closer, and even clamped his legs with his legs to prevent him from letting go. He fidgets.

He drank unconsciously and muttered drunkenly, "Fanfan...don't be angry...Fanfan..."

Ji Fanfan impatiently pushed his face that was too close to him, but it touched wet tears.

Ji Fanfan's heart tightened suddenly, he cried...

In the darkness, Ji Fanfan was finally willing to move the blocked five senses back to Fu Zechuan.

In this abyss that trapped the two, Ji Fanfan heard the other's heartache for the first time.

Ji Fanfan covered his face with his left hand, biting his lip firmly, tears that he thought were dry began to flow out of his eyes again.

After all, they can't go back, only the sad mutual torture and endless pain now...

In the darkness, something suddenly rang, and then there was a glowing thing in the room.

Ji Fanfan suddenly realized something. He stared blankly at Fu Zechuan's cell phone with the screen turned on. Fu Zechuan usually doesn't bring a cell phone with him when he visits, just to prevent him from contacting the outside world.

Maybe he was drunk today, so he brought it here.

Ji Fanfan's palms were sweating. He knew that if he wanted to leave, tonight would definitely be his chance.

He looked down at the unconsciously crying person in his arms, and after a while, he deliberately ignored the surging emotions in his heart, gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He carefully looked for the key to unlock the handcuffs on Fu Zechuan's body first, but unfortunately he did not find the key as he wished.

So he could only take the next best thing to get the phone, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.

He tremblingly used Fu Zechuan's fingerprint to unlock the phone. He wanted to call Father Ji, but he was afraid that Father Ji would be worried if he knew what had happened to him, so he didn't dare to call, but he didn't specifically remember the phone numbers of other people.

In the end, Ji Fanfan nervously found Song Chengcheng's contact information on his phone, and he had no choice but to ask him for help.

Song Chengcheng had vaguely reminded him to help him before, so he thought Song Chengcheng would help him out of the current predicament.

The phone rang for a long time, and Ji Fanfan waited with disordered breathing, hoping that Song Chengcheng would answer the phone quickly!Pick it up soon!

Time passed by, Ji Fanfan waited anxiously, waiting with fear, he was very afraid that Fu Zechuan would suddenly wake up, then maybe he would never be able to escape again.

"Hey, what are you doing at night?" Song Chengcheng seemed to be woken up after falling asleep, his tone was full of impatience.

The moment the phone was connected, Ji Fanfan almost cried again, he lowered his voice choked with sobs, "Mr. Song, it's me, I'm Ji Fanfan..."

Song Chengcheng was startled when he heard his voice, and immediately felt relieved, and quickly asked, "Why did you use Fu Shao's cell phone to call me?"

"Mr. Song, I was..." He took a deep breath, "I was locked up by Fu Zechuan, can you, help me..."

Song Chengcheng stood up in shock, "He locked you up!!"

"Yes, it's in his bedroom, at home." Ji Fanfan suppressed his helpless emotions to prevent himself from crying.

"When did he lock you up?!"

Ji Fanfan has been here for so long that he has no idea of ​​time, "I don't know how long I've been locked up, Mr. Song..." He suppressed on the verge of collapse, "Please, help help me……"

Song Chengcheng got up and walked to the balcony. The cold night wind blew, and his mind, which had been slightly paralyzed by alcohol tonight, became calmer and clearer. He pressed his eyebrows and asked, "Then, do you know about your father..."

Ji Fanfan raised his heart, "What happened to my dad?!"

Song Chengcheng knew from his tone that he definitely didn't know anything, and what made him feel outrageous was that Fu Zechuan didn't tell Ji Fanfan such an important matter!

He let out a sigh of relief slowly, to calm Ji Fanfan's emotions, "It's nothing, don't worry."

He thought for a while and continued: "Master Fu has an order tomorrow..." Song Chengcheng bit his tongue hard, and finally changed the words that he hadn't said, "Tomorrow he has a wine bureau that he must go to. I'll find you when."

"it is good!"

Song Chengcheng carefully instructed, "Before I go, you...be careful, don't be discovered by Fu Shao."

"I see, thank you!"

"Well, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Fanfan deleted the call log, and then put the phone back.

He took a deep breath, tomorrow, tomorrow he can leave here!He will be free!

Early the next morning, when Fu Zechuan woke up, Ji Fanfan closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Fu Zechuan rubbed his throbbing temples, and habitually looked at Ji Fanfan who was breathing steadily and still asleep beside him.

Suddenly a call came into the phone, and it kept vibrating at the side. Fu Zechuan picked up the phone and went to the side to answer the call. On the phone, Fu Yue violently urged him to go to the engagement place.

Fu Zechuan answered "Understood" upset, and then hung up the call decisively.

He was going to change clothes, but when he took a step, he remembered something again. Fu Zechuan shifted his gaze to Ji Fanfan again, and then frowning, he began to look through his mobile phone call records and chat records of other social software.

He checked back and forth several times, until he was sure that there was really nothing abnormal, and finally went to change his clothes with confidence.

When he changed his clothes, Ji Fanfan was already awake, but he was still silent.

As usual, Fu Zechuan took off the other side of the handcuffs from the bedside and handcuffed them on his hand, then took Ji Fanfan to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Ji Fanfan mechanically repeated these day-to-day actions. He washed his face, lowered his eyes, and said in an empty voice without sadness or joy, "I want to go to the toilet."

Fu Zechuan stared at him blankly, as if he hadn't heard his words, and still stood motionless.

He's getting engaged and he doesn't know it yet.

What if he knew?Do you want to stay with him any more?

But he obviously still likes him so much, Fu Zechuan's dark and sad eyes lingered on the person in front of him reluctantly.

He couldn't control his heart, he couldn't control not liking him, that's why his feelings towards him became more and more extreme out of control. Fu Zechuan suddenly realized that maybe, he didn't just like him——

He, loves him, especially, loves him...

This realization shook him all over, and the sudden surge of strong emotions wrapped his heart and clamored to attack his brain. His eyes were fixed on the other party, and he couldn't move away.

Ji Fanfan raised his head to look at him indifferently. Usually when he said that, Fu Zechuan would uncuff his handcuffs and show him a little respect, but today he didn't make any move.

Ji Fanfan repeated with a slight frown, "I'm going to the toilet, please go out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zechuan ruthlessly pressed him against the sink.

Fu Zechuan clasped his hand, held his lips without any explanation, and couldn't wait to attack the city.

Ji Fanfan's heart was full of alarm bells, and his whole body struggled violently, "Fu Zechuan, what are you doing! Let me go!!"

Fu Zechuan turned a deaf ear to it, and Ji Fanfan's weak struggle did not pose any threat to him.

In the chaos, the faucet switch of the washbasin was knocked open, and the sound of dripping water continued to fall into the pure white washbasin.

Soon, the washbasin was filled with a steady stream of water, and the transparent water began to overflow the edge, and the already unsettled water was suddenly pressed down by a hand with a red wrist, that hand was so thin, but enough Let more water overflow violently.

The messy sound of dripping water mixed with the cry of collapse, reverberated in the air in despair, forming a cold and suffocating netherworld...

Ji Fanfan's whole body was wet with water, the broken hair on his forehead was messily stuck to his skin, and his eyes were red and swollen staring at the person in front of him.

"Snapped!"

The resentful applause echoed very clearly in the chaotic bathroom. ?