Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Before Fu Zechuan took back his hand on the doorknob, he maintained that posture and stood silently. Due to the angle of the light, his face was hidden in the shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Song Chengcheng softened his tone, and persuaded in a warm voice: "Zechuan, separate from Ji Fanfan, don't get involved with him anymore, it will be good for you and him..."

"I can tell the difference."

Song Chengcheng's words of persuasion stuck in his throat, "What?"

Fu Zechuan grabbed the doorknob vigorously, as if he wanted to crush the doorknob, "I like him."

He suddenly loosened his clenched hands, and the tense heartstrings also loosened, and his chaotic eyes regained clarity, and he repeated in a murmur: "I like Fanfan."

Song Chengcheng's eyes were wide open in disbelief, his mind went blank for a second or two, and even his tinnitus appeared briefly.

He used to consider all the factors and possible results, and in just a few seconds, he had already come to a conclusion.

They...impossible!

Even if Fu Zechuan likes Ji Fanfan, it's impossible for them. The gap between them is too big, as big as a deep sea chasm that cannot be bridged.

Song Chengcheng stuttered in shock, "You, are you crazy?"

Fu Zechuan laughed suddenly, and the deep laughter seemed to be repeated several times in his throat before finally breaking out. With a bit of relief from redemption, he murmured, "You just think I'm crazy."

Song Chengcheng smashed his hands together, the sound was obviously not loud, but at this moment he felt it was deafening, he walked back and forth anxiously for a few times, and then looked at Fu Zechuan seriously like never before, "Master, don't be joking!"

After saying what he had been hiding in his heart, Fu Zechuan was able to calm down.

He leaned his back against the wall, put his hands in his pockets, and raised his chin slightly, revealing a beautiful curve of his neck, "I'm not kidding, I really... like him."

Song Chengcheng rubbed his hands, spinning around like a headless fly, "You like him! Do you still want to marry him? Have you thought about the consequences? Your father, your mother, your sister, do you think they will agree?"

Fu Zechuan's shoulders relaxed, and he whispered, "I won't marry him."

Song Chengcheng was taken aback when he heard the words, he couldn't turn his head, "You won't marry him? Then you still like him?"

Fu Zechuan looked at the void lightly, "If you like it, you must get married?"

Song Chengcheng choked for a moment, why was he so flustered!He was relieved that he really didn't need to get married. Fortunately, Fu Zechuan was not too hotheaded to see the reality clearly, "Then what are you going to do with Ji Fanfan? Tell the truth?"

Fu Zechuan's low voice was resolute, "I can't tell him." Ji Fanfan repeatedly mentioned the matter of wanting to get married. If he was told about these things, they...

Song Chengcheng thought for a while, his brows were almost twisted into twists, and he said in a worried tone: "But even if you don't tell him now, Ji Fanfan will know these things sooner or later? Is it possible that you can keep it from him forever?"

A paranoid ruthlessness flashed across Fu Zechuan's deep eyes, "Then keep it from him for the rest of his life, as long as he can stay by my side."

"This..." Song Chengcheng wanted to say that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, but he looked at Fu Zechuan's face and swallowed the truth.

After being silent for a long time, Song Chengcheng turned to say something that could ease the solemn atmosphere, "You haven't rested all day, do you want to take a rest?"

Fu Zechuan stood with downcast eyes, without moving half a step, "I'm here to accompany him." He wanted to wait here, and when he woke up, he thought he would be the first person he saw when he opened his eyes.

Song Chengcheng knew he couldn't be persuaded, so he sighed awkwardly, "I'll go buy you something to eat."

After he finished speaking, he left the hospital. While walking, he felt that Fu Zechuan was unlucky in the past. He had been with Ji Fanfan for so long, and he had made several trips to the hospital.

If Fu Zechuan's family knew about this... Song Chengcheng couldn't help shaking just thinking about it. I hope Fu Zechuan can keep it a secret, Amen.

Fu Zechuan stood at the door of the ward for a while and then turned into the ward.

He held Ji Fanfan's hand tenderly, put his hand on his cheek, and felt his body temperature carefully.

"Ji Fanfan, Fanfan...", just reading his name gently like this, Fu Zechuan felt his heart swell and filled with tenderness, and there was a sweetness that he had never felt before.

He suddenly wanted to kiss him, hug him, really want to integrate with him, and do all the things he can do.

Fu Zechuan couldn't help but kiss the back of his hand, I actually like you, Fanfan, can you hear me?

Will you be as excited as I am, so happy, think so, want to have each other so much?

I used to think that I felt differently about you just because the novelty period wasn't over yet.

But now, I understand, I understand my heart.

Fanfan, can you understand me?

Fu Zechuan passionately kissed his forehead, his eyes, the tip of his nose, his lips...

Ji Fanfan, you are mine, no one can take you away from me.

The mobile phone on the table kept vibrating, but Fu Zechuan ignored it.

He propped his hands on the side of the bed, even though the sleeping person couldn't respond to him, he still enjoyed it.

He didn't separate from him until the lips of the person under him were swollen from kisses. Fu Zechuan's eyes were full of Ji Fanfan's appearance. Follow your lover.

He hoped that he could wake up and go to bliss with him, but he didn't want him to force himself to wake up and affect his body's recovery.

He smiled and scratched Ji Fanfan's upturned nose, "Little guy, when you wake up, you must make it up to me."

Ji Fanfan's cell phone on the table started vibrating again.

Fu Zechuan glanced at the phone, his face suddenly turned cold, he was completely different from the tenderness just now.

He gets on the phone.

"Fanfan! What's the matter with you, Fanfan? Are you sick because you didn't come to work today?!" Yang Chao's worried voice came to Fu Zechuan's ears through the phone.

Fu Zechuan replied indifferently, "He won't go."

As soon as the words fell, he added: "I won't go there in the future."

Yang Chao reacted slowly and paused for several seconds, and then realized that it was actually Fu Zechuan's voice!

So, Ji Fanfan and Fu Zechuan have been together since last night? !

Yang Chao choked up for a moment, not knowing what to say, but just as Fu Zechuan was about to hang up the phone, he finally realized the last sentence, "Wait, wait, what do you mean you won't go again?"

Fu Zechuan said indifferently: "literally."

After he finished speaking, Yang Chao, who was still in a daze and wanted to ask more questions, hung up the phone directly.

Ji Fanfan belongs to him alone, it is best not to come into contact with any other living creatures, as long as there is him in his world.

Fu Zechuan thought about dragging Yang Chao's contact information into the blacklist, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Since Yang Chao had helped Ji Fanfan, he should reluctantly keep it.

As for the others, Fu Zechuan dragged the contact number of "Zhai Sicheng" into the blacklist with a flick of his finger.

……

Ji Fanfan woke up and fell asleep, fell asleep and woke up again, and lay down in a drowsy state for another two days before finally waking up normally.

He can't remember much of what happened when he was dizzy, and he can't even tell which things are dreams and which are reality. He feels that his memory is section by section, like an incoherent slideshow.

Only in these fragmented memories, he still remembered the attack that made him shudder.

He remembered biting a bad guy's arm so hard that he felt a dull pain in the back of his head.

And then... What happened later, did they put him...

Ji Fanfan tightly clutched the corner of the quilt, tears fell patteringly, he felt that he was sorry for Fu Zechuan, he felt that he was not good enough for him...

The overwhelming pain and sorrow were about to overwhelm him, Ji Fanfan cried bitterly, he hated why he was so weak, hated why he couldn't escape, hated himself for becoming what he is now...

Fu Zechuan came to see Ji Fanfan holding flowers, but as soon as he walked to the door, he heard the suppressed crying of the people inside.

The desolate and helpless crying made Fu Zechuan panic all of a sudden, the rose in his hand fell to the ground with a "da" and he hurriedly opened the door, only to see Ji Fanfan curled up with his legs hugged Tuan was out of breath from crying.

He hurried forward to hug him in his arms, his heart was throbbing with his cries, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, "Fanfan, Fanfan, I'm here! I'm here!"

When Ji Fanfan saw Fu Zechuan through his teary eyes, he felt even more sad. He cried so hard that he hugged his shoulders tightly, avoiding not to stay in his arms anymore, he dared not defile such a warm embrace.

Fu Zechuan held his face to prevent him from escaping, and looked at him in panic, "Fanfan, what's wrong with you, Fanfan?! Look at me, don't avoid me!"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head in low self-esteem, "Don't...look at me...don't look at me..."

Fu Zechuan forcefully raised his desperately lowered head, and said anxiously, "Tell me what's wrong with you! Tell me!"

"I...I..." Ji Fanfan broke down in tears, he couldn't speak at all, he didn't know what to say.

He struggled not to face Fu Zechuan, and apologized in a lost way, "I'm sorry, Zechuan...I'm sorry..."

Fu Zechuan held him tightly in his arms, not allowing him to escape, "Fanfan, it's okay, it's okay, I'll be here with you."

He followed Ji Fanfan's back over and over again, comforting him over and over again, patiently waiting for him to vent, patiently waiting for him to calm down, waiting for him not to reject himself, waiting for him to accept himself.

Ji Fanfan cried for a long time, until his voice became hoarse, his eyes were red, and he had no strength left in his body, but the tears kept flowing like broken beads.

Fu Zechuan let him lean in his arms, put his chin on the top of his hair, and stroked his head pityingly, coaxing softly, "What's the matter? What happened? Can you tell me why you are so Are you sad?"

"Zechuan, let's... let's break up..." Ji Fanfan said these words with empty eyes and ashamed heart. ?