unrequited love forbidden

diary

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Coming out of the hospital, Fu Zhi's face was all pale, and he was sobbing with his arms around Jiang Xiao's neck.

"I'll let you eat indiscriminately again." Jiang Xiao poked him in the face, "The ice cream in the refrigerator is missing one piece every day."

Fu Zhi sniffled, "I'm sorry brother, I was wrong."

"It's good to know it's wrong." Jiang Xiao reached out and touched his belly.

"From now on, there will be no ice cream at home." Fu Qingzhou was carrying a bag of medicine, "You are still a little anemic and malnourished, get up early in the morning and run with Jiang Xiao."

Fu Zhi and Jiang Xiao turned their heads to look at him together, one was scared and the other was shocked.

"Then I... still eat." Jiang Xiaoyue said his tone became weaker, "I have a very good stomach."

Fu Qingzhou stared at him expressionlessly, "What kind of ice cream do you eat in winter, you are not a child."

Jiang Xiao pouted aggrievedly, "Running—"

"I'll run with you." Fu Qingzhou said.

Jiang Xiao immediately stopped being wronged, and was even a little eager to try, "Okay."

Fu Zhi and Fu Qingzhou lived in two guest rooms respectively, and when Jiang Xiao went to bed in high spirits the next morning, the doors of the two bedrooms were still tightly closed.

"Fu Qingzhou, are you up?" He knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside, "If you don't say anything, I'll come in."

He waited for a while, but there was still no sound, so he simply pushed the door open and went in.

Fu Qingzhou was still sleeping under the quilt, but he was frowning tightly, looking unhappy.

Jiang Xiao squatted by the bed and admired his boyfriend's handsome face for a while, then stretched out his hand to ease his brows, and said to himself: "What did you dream about, why are you so unhappy?"

"Forgot." Fu Qingzhou replied with his eyes closed.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Xiao was a little embarrassed.

"Well, sleepy... and can't fall asleep." Fu Qingzhou was obviously a little annoyed when he woke up. He was a light sleeper and would be woken up whenever there was any movement, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't fall asleep and was extremely irritable.

But it was Jiang Xiao who called him, and it was more connivance than irritability, so the proportion of irritability dropped significantly.

"Don't sleep, get up and go for a run with Fu Zhi." Jiang Xiao reached out to rub his face.

"You go with him." Fu Qingzhou didn't even open his eyes, he slapped his hands away indiscriminately, turned over on the bed and lay on his back.

"Why are you still talking when you're such an adult?" Jiang Xiao asked him in shock, "Where's your conscience!"

"We capitalists don't even have a conscience..." Fu Qingzhou yawned, and stretched out his hand to cover the quilt over his head, trying to brew his poor and thin drowsiness again.

Before the brewing time returned to 50.00%, his body suddenly became heavy, as if he had crushed a pig out of thin air, and then the quilt above his head was pulled away, and his face was pulled away, all of the drowsiness that he had finally brewed was broken.

Jiang Xiao tugged at his cheek, "Fu Qingzhou, get up! Open your eyes!"

Fu Qingzhou frowned and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"You have to exercise a lot too." Jiang Xiao bowed his head and kissed his nose, "Be good, be obedient."

Fu Qingzhou put his arms around his waist and rolled over to the side, raised his legs to press on his stomach, closed his eyes and said, "Wait... tomorrow."

"Tomorrow will be tomorrow, and there will be so many tomorrows!" Jiang Xiao said sadly, "We have to set a good example for Fuzhi."

"It's enough to have you." Fu Qingzhou let him go, and patted his waist, "Go."

Jiang Xiao sat up and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him up, "No way! You promised me yesterday!"

Fu Qingzhou was sleepy but not sleepy, and sat up with his strength in a breakdown, staring at him with squinted eyes, "Jiang Xiao, are you a dog?"

"Then you have to go for a walk." Jiang Xiao rubbed his face vigorously, pulled him up and pushed him out of the door, "Go wash up, hurry up!"

Fu Qingzhou sighed helplessly.

Fu Zhi yelled much better than his brother, probably because he went to bed early yesterday, or was afraid of going to the hospital again, Jiang Xiao yelled twice before getting up and obediently going to wash up.

"You see, you are not as good as a five or six-year-old doll." Jiang Xiao leaned against the door and criticized him.

Fu Qingzhou put down the towel to wipe his face, but he still felt sleepy, so he sneered.

"Yo ho, you're still not convinced." Jiang Xiao crossed his arms and said, "Who swore to run with us yesterday?"

Fu Qingzhou covered his mouth with his hand, "Shut up."

Jiang Xiao grabbed his wrist and pushed him against the edge of the sink, "Don't close it, unless you let me kiss one, otherwise I will keep nagging—"

Fu Qingzhou grabbed his collar and kissed him, without even giving him any time to react.

It was a kiss with a wake-up air, Fu Qingzhou kissed a little fiercely, Jiang Xiao almost lost his breath several times, tried to push him away, but was warned that he tugged on the waist of his trousers, and immediately dared not move.

He likes to talk and talk, but Fu Qingzhou is an out-and-out actionist—except for the matter of getting up.

Before going out, Fu Qingzhou bit him viciously on the neck.

Jiang Xiao stared at the tooth marks in the mirror, raised his eyebrows, "The teeth are quite round."

Fu Zhi was too young, and the two of them wouldn't let him run too fast or too far. After a symbolic four or five laps in the garden of the community, Fu Zhi was so tired that he was out of breath.

Jiang Xiao just warmed up, and simply touched the horizontal bar to do pull-ups.

Fu Qingzhou sat on the bench and looked at his mobile phone.

"Boss Fu, Brother Zhou, Qingzhou!" Jiang Xiao called him out as soon as he did something, but Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and ignored him.

"Zhouzhou!" Jiang Xiao called him loudly.

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and stared at him.

"Don't keep looking down at your phone, everyone and children know how to play on the slide." Jiang Xiao pointed to Fu Zhi who was playing on the slide next to him, "Come on."

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and clicked for a while, then stood up and walked to the front of the horizontal bar.

Jiang Xiao lay on the top and looked at him with a smile, his two long legs clamped around his waist not very honestly, "Let's compete, dare you?"

Fu Qingzhou reached out and pinched his slender calf, "Okay, the loser promises the winner one thing."

Jiang Xiao couldn't be fooled by this, "No conditions?"

"Let's discuss." Fu Qingzhou habitually kept his words to himself.

"A profiteer." Jiang Xiao jumped down with a smile, "Come on!"

In the early morning, the two of them worked hard to do pull-ups. After playing on the slide for a while, Fu Zhi was attracted to him and cheered Jiang Xiao up very hard.

"Oh, if you cheer me on again, your brother's face will turn green." Jiang Xiao gloated, "I'm ten ahead of him."

Fu Qingzhou went up at a constant speed without blushing or panting, and said after a pause: "When I came back yesterday, I saw Brother Yi enter the door with a hammer in his hand."

"His house hasn't been renovated yet?" Jiang Xiao said, "It's been several months."

"I just remembered that skit you mentioned." Fu Qingzhou said, "81 Hammers."

Jiang Xiao suppressed his laughter, gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Qingzhou!"

"Eighty." Fu Qingzhou said as soon as he did one.

Jiang Xiao held back for less than three seconds, then started laughing wildly, and let go and slid down the horizontal bar.

Fu Qingzhou continued to do it with a blank face, and jumped off when he was exactly one more than him, "I won."

"You're cheating!" Jiang Xiao laughed so hard that tears came out, "Who is performing a skit while doing pull-ups! Crazy hahaha!"

Fu Qingzhou said solemnly: "There is no distinction between style and style."

Jiang Xiao was out of breath from laughing, and when he went upstairs, he held his shoulders and wiped his tears, "Treacherous! Cunning!"

Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hands to rub his curly hair, "I'll save this matter for now, and I'll tell you when I think it over."

Jiang Xiao leaned close to his ear and whispered something, then looked at him a little nervously.

"Uh..." Fu Qingzhou was silent for two seconds, and looked back with a complicated expression, "Jiang Xiao, can you think of something honest in your mind?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about me!" Jiang Xiao said in shock: "We are both men, who doesn't know who, I'm too embarrassed to point you out!"

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Then order."

"I don't order." Jiang Xiao looked at him vigilantly, "Just say if you will."

"Don't worry." Fu Qingzhou stared at him meaningfully, "This kind of thing still needs to be careful—"

love, interest.

The last two words were said very quietly, as if flying in by rubbing his ears, Jiang Xiao hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked down at Fu Zhi next to him.

Fu Zhi skipped forward, a little far away from them, so he probably didn't hear them.

"Be careful." Jiang Xiao coughed lightly.

"You insisted on mentioning it." Fu Qingzhou squeezed his waist.

Jiang Xiao was pinched a little itchy by him, and suddenly remembered something, embarrassed and a little embarrassed, "Did you read all of my diary?"

"Of course." Fu Qingzhou confidently said, "You wrote "Written to Fu Qingzhou" on it, I don't care who reads it. "

"That...in it, some of the content may be me..." Jiang Xiao reached out and touched his nose, "I wrote it on a whim."

Fu Qingzhou understood instantly, leaned into his ear and commented in a low voice: "The picture is very strong, vivid and fragrant, it is worth tasting and reading repeatedly."

Jiang Xiao's face turned red instantly, "Ah... how many times have you watched it?"

"I've memorized it." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I have gained a lot of knowledge, and I can try it when I have a chance."

Jiang Xiao felt that the top of his head was about to smoke, and for the first time he felt that writing a diary was really a bad habit, for example, it could make him die repeatedly in front of Fu Qingzhou.

Although Fu Qingzhou was reluctant when he went out, but he was satisfied when he came back, especially seeing Jiang Xiao blushing all the way.

During breakfast, Fu Qingzhou brought him a glass of milk, and after he took a sip, he saw Fu Qingzhou staring at him and smiling.

Jiang Xiao was terrified by his laughter, so he heard Fu Qingzhou say: "Milk, dining table, suit and tie, remember?"

Jiang Xiao wrote that diary for a long time, from when he first became a driver of Fu Qingzhou to when he was reborn after a car accident, it was inevitable that there were some young and frivolous delusions and obsessions, so there were many messy and indescribable contents...

Originally, he himself had forgotten most of them, but after Fu Qingzhou reminded him, he could still recall them.

For example, he fantasizes about taking Mr. Fu to the company, and putting people in suits and leather shoes on the dining table like this, especially during that time, Fu Qingzhou prefers a blue tie, which can be tied...

Jiang Xiao took a mouthful of milk stuck in his throat, crying with a sad face, "Brother Zhou, I was wrong, I will never force you to wake up in the morning again, let me go."

"I suddenly feel that getting up early is not bad." Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "It helps to exercise memory."

Jiang Xiao: "..."

The author says:

Jiang Xiao: The dead diary suddenly attacked me;

"Who Seriously Writes a Diary"

The diary is also known as "Boss Fu and I have to say two or three hundred things that cannot be described"