Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Every word Ji Fanfan said was like a knife, piercing Fu Zechuan's scarred heart, making him feel ashamed, and the guilt in his heart was infinitely magnified at this moment, tormenting him even more painfully.

Ji Fanfan took the opportunity to push him away, opened the door and entered the house, and then immediately locked the door, completely isolating the people outside the door.

He leaned against the door with moist eyes, raised his head and insisted not to let the tears fall.

Fu Zechuan outside the door looked at the closed door heartbrokenly. He fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. Hot tears fell on the ground with the sound of rain, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ji Fanfan, is your heart so cruel! Is your heart made of iron... Why don't you give me one more chance... I am not a saint, I will make mistakes, why can't you choose to forgive me once ...Ji Fanfan..."

He knocked on the door weakly and weakly called the name of the person inside the door.

Ji Fanfan sat on the ground slumped, the feeling of heartache came to haunt him again, he sat blankly like a puppet, closed his eyes to hide the spreading sadness deeply, he would not be fooled again.

He sat for a long time, until the voices of the people behind the door gradually became silent, then he got up and went back to the bedroom, let his tired body lie down on the bed, and fell asleep drowsily.

Until the continuous ringing of the mobile phone woke him up again.

He reached out to touch the phone, and the voice that just woke up was very misty, revealing a deep sense of powerlessness, "Hello..."

Snoke's panicked voice came clearly from the receiver, "Van! Open the door quickly! Something happened!"

Ji Fanfan's heart skipped a beat, he quickly got out of bed before he could ask any more questions, and hurried to the door to open it.

As soon as the door opened, Snoke squeezed the fainted Fu Zechuan into the door, "Fan, he fainted at your door!"

Ji Fanfan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch Fu Zechuan's forehead, the hot touch made his hand tremble.

Suppressing the helplessness and panic in his heart, he calmly said: "Put him on the bed, and I'll get the antipyretics."

Snoke nodded heavily, and then moved Fu Zechuan into the bedroom.

Ji Fanfan took the antipyretics and poured another glass of water, but frowned when he walked up to the unconscious Fu Zechuan, so he stuffed everything in his hand into Snoke's hand, and said in a low voice, "Feed him to eat. "

"Ah?" Snoke looked at Ji Fanfan confusedly, "He's unconscious, how can he eat this? Do you want me to feed him lip-to-mouth?" After he finished his hypothesis, he turned directly to He rolled his eyes, "I don't have such a habit."

As he said that, he put the medicine and water in his hand back to Ji Fanfan, "You can handle it yourself, I'll go first." After saying that, he immediately ran away.

Ji Fanfan was left holding the medicine and water in his hands in difficulty. He really didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Zechuan again, but now it's raining heavily outside, and it's two o'clock at night, so it takes at least an hour to get to the hospital from here.

what to do?Is it possible to let Fu Zechuan fend for himself, just watching him have a fever and burn his brain out?

Ji Fanfan raised his eyes to look at Fu Zechuan's pale and weak face. After all, he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't help but ignore him while he was sick like this.

Ji Fanfan shouted to Fu Zechuan depressedly: "If you are not dead, get up and take the medicine."

Fu Zechuan was unconscious and did not answer him.

Ji Fanfan stood on the spot and struggled for a while, finally he helplessly held Fu Zechuan in his arms, pinched his mouth and slowly poured down the medicine in his hand one by one.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Fu Zechuan coughed heavily after being choked by the water, but at least he was awake, but his thoughts were still confused.

He slightly raised his head to see who was holding him, and when he saw the face he had been thinking about day and night, all the sourness and grievance came to his heart.

His heart throbbed strongly because of the person in front of him, he couldn't help holding Ji Fanfan's face and kissed it, tears mixed with all the emotions of grief and longing fell to his lips, it was very bitter.

Ji Fanfan didn't expect that the other party would kiss him suddenly, and the cup he was holding fell off. The cup was attracted by gravity and fell, and the falling process seemed to be extremely slow, prolonging the extremely poignant kiss.

It wasn't until the muffled sound of "dong" sounded suddenly that Ji Fanfan quickly pushed Fu Zechuan away as if he had been awakened.

He took several steps back again and again, biting his lip tightly, his heart beating wildly in his chest.

And Fu Zechuan fell on the bed, he thought of it, but his body was limp and without any strength, and finally passed out again due to exhaustion.

Ji Fanfan clenched his fists tightly, his pupils flustered and couldn't stabilize, and his breath was completely disturbed by the kiss just now. He turned around cruelly, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and isolated the culprit behind him who disturbed him.

The wind on the balcony was very strong, mixed with icy cold rain slapping on the face, it was bitingly cold, but although the rain could cover up the tears, it couldn't cover up the turbulent emotions.

Ji Fanfan's clothes were also wet, but he didn't care about it, but let the raindrops hit his face, so as to calm down his confused brain again.

I don't know how long it took before he walked into the house from the balcony and changed his clothes again.

Finally, he fetched a basin of water, soaked the clean white towel, wrung it dry, and put it on Fu Zechuan's head to cool him down.

After finishing these, he sat aside with the "Dimension Divide" and began to translate.

He needs to find something to do so that he can ignore his concern for the person on the bed.

Until midnight, Ji Fanfan didn't know how many times he changed Fu Zechuan's towels, but his fever finally subsided. Ji Fanfan took his temperature again, and after confirming that his fever was gone, he turned off the lights and went to the sofa in the living room Will fall asleep.

At dawn, Fu Zechuan woke up. He sat up from the bed clutching his drowsy head, but he was stunned by the sight that came into his eyes.

The clean and tidy room came into view, but there were very few things in it, as if the people who lived here would leave at any time.

But why is he in this room?His last impression was that he was sitting at the door of Ji Fanfan's house and calling the other party's name, but the other party never opened the door...

In the current situation, could it be that Fanfan finally relented and brought him in?

Fu Zechuan looked around curiously, is this where he lives now?

His eyebrows were piled high in disgust, this place was worse than the place he had arranged for him before by more than 01:30, and it was so empty and deserted.

Suddenly the painting on the bedside table caught his attention.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up. It was a pencil drawing of a man and a woman. The man looked familiar, but Fu Zechuan didn't have any impression of the woman.

Since he didn't know him and didn't have the mind to think about it, he looked at the empty room, and now he just wanted to know where his Fanfan was.

So Fu Zechuan got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he immediately saw the person he was thinking of on the sofa, and Fu Zechuan quickly walked over.

He didn't dare to make any noise because his Fanfan was still sleeping.

Fu Zechuan squatted down in front of Ji Fanfan, observing the person in front of him carefully and earnestly.

The nostalgic gaze went from the other party's smooth forehead to his closed eyes, and his gaze stayed on the black curly eyelashes, and suddenly the eyelashes moved invisibly.

Fu Zechuan stared at the person in front of him intently, his Adam's apple rolled down restrainedly, he slowly stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and touched his eyelashes with his fingertips, it was itchy, sweet, and very exciting.

The fingertips gradually moved down, from the tip of his shiny nose to the pink lips, and finally stopped on the soft lips.

He suddenly remembered the dream he had last night, in which Fanfan gently fed him medicine, and they even kissed...

Fu Zechuan bit his lip reminiscently, the touch in the dream was so real, so real that he would willingly sink into it.

Fanfan... his Fanfan...

Fu Zechuan suddenly felt parched, and his heart was beating eagerly. He slowly approached the sleeping person, bit by bit, approaching the red lips that he had been thinking about for countless days and nights.

Blowing each other's breaths, and passing through countless nights tortured by thoughts, he finally kissed the person in front of him again.

This feeling, exactly the same as in the dream, made him so obsessed.

He didn't want to wake the other party up, and at the same time, he was afraid that the other party would be even more angry after discovering his actions, but he couldn't control his body, he couldn't leave it, couldn't retreat, and even wanted more...

When the tingling sensation on his lips was transmitted to his brain, Ji Fanfan suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the magnified and familiar face in front of him, he was stunned, and countless memories were chaotically overlapping in his mind.

At this moment, he was at a loss. He wondered in a daze, are he and Fu Zechuan still in love, and are all the bad things that happened just a nightmare?

Now that I wake up from the dream, everything is still fine...

Ji Fanfan closed his eyes bewilderedly.

It was still raining outside, and the sound of the rain hitting the balcony fence made a clear sound.

In the next second, Ji Fanfan's consciousness suddenly came back, and he pushed the person in front of him away with all his strength.

Fu Zechuan was caught off guard and pushed away, his back hit the corner of the table behind him, and he groaned in pain.

Ji Fanfan stood up suddenly, his face flushed with anger, "Fu Zechuan, don't bully me too much!"

Fu Zechuan put his hands behind his back and looked up at him pitifully, "Fanfan..."

He had no time to care about the pain in his waist, stood up while holding the table, and asked sobbingly: "Fanfan, you still love me, don't you?"

"I told you you've got the wrong person!"

Fu Zechuan looked at him and shook his head, "No, I didn't admit the wrong person, you are my Fanfan, Fanfan, you still have feelings for me, you still love me, you are so indifferent to me because you haven't calmed down, so Are you punishing me..."

Ji Fanfan looked back without showing any weakness, and confronted each other, "Being passionate."

Fu Zechuan took his hand carefully, and continued to say: "You love me so much, that's why you are reluctant to let me sit outside, so you bring me into the house."

He reached out to touch Ji Fanfan's warm face, his eyes were full of pleading, "Let's get back together, okay... Please..."?