A weak attack dog blood essay

Fu Lin's eyes, which were originally bright because of urgency, seemed to be thrown up by ashes, and lost their light. His waist, which was originally straight because of anxiety, also slightly collapsed. The bright red color is like blood, and the bright voice is also inexplicably hoarse: "It turns out that Brother Ah Juan belongs to someone else so soon."

He Juan felt that there was something wrong with this sentence. He frowned, but he didn't refute yet. In a blink of an eye, he saw Guan Shijing's complexion looked extraordinarily pale under the light of the box. His thinking was interrupted, and he turned to look at Guan Shijing: "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Guan Shijing was watched attentively by He Juan, but this time such focused eyes seemed to be tinged with thorns, making Guan Shijing longing and painful.

He lowered his eyes to avoid such gazes, and thought vaguely that maybe they would have fewer chances to meet in the future. He was like a traveler who clearly knew that the road ahead was full of thorns and the end was a cliff, just because of the high cliff. Touching a bright moon, he still held a faint hope to get there.

Even if there are thorns under your feet, the road ahead is an abyss.

Under He Juan's unconcealed concern, Guan Shijing shook his head slightly, his mouth was full of blood, and he said softly, "It's okay."

He Juan was not at ease: "Your complexion looks very bad."

Guan Shijing hardly had the energy to speak, he put his hands quietly on his knees, and his sitting posture had a bit of a cute taste, as if he was still the study committee member who had nothing, and would sit quietly and listen to lectures in class.

In a small class, all gaps are infinitely narrowed, and all possibilities are magnified as much as possible.

Guan Shijing kept his voice unchanged, but Mr. Guan, who has been able to keep his face unchanged in shopping mall negotiations, is still in front of He Juan as a 17-year-old boy receiving poverty subsidies. His voice is dry and dry: "It's the lights. reason."

The bone broth hot pot was served, interrupting He Juan's words.

The dense white hot air blocked his view of Guan Shijing.

Guan Shijing couldn't help raising his eyes, looking at He Juan through the hazy mist.

The other party was looking down at the phone, tapping the screen with his fingertips, as if he was replying someone's message.

Guan Shijing looked away again.

He had a lot of questions to ask, but he felt that there was nothing to ask.

Fu Lin on the side had already packed up his mood. When Fu Xian went out, he entangled He Juan again: "When did Brother Ah Juan stay with Brother? Why didn't I know?"

He Juan thought for a moment and replied, "It's been half a year."

If it means being together in the literal sense.

Fu Lin asked again: "Brother Ah Juan, do you really like brother?"

It was clear that He Juan looked at Fu Xian with a clear and calm gaze, completely different from Fu Xian's gaze at He Juan.

Fu Lin could hardly imagine He Juan falling in love with someone.

He is like the moon hanging alone in the sky, always bright and clear, always calm and without fireworks.

How can it fall into someone's palm because of the love of just anyone?

Fu Lin would rather He Juan never love anyone.

He Juan didn't hesitate: "I like it."

Fu Lin was a little reconciled. He glanced at Guan Shijing around him, with a little contempt in his eyes. He clearly ran after the moon like a dog for so long, but now he doesn't even have the courage to take one more step?

What's the use of being an obedient dog when the moon doesn't shine on me anymore?It's better to be a vicious dog, at least it's impressive.

Fu Lin asked: "Brother Ah Juan's liking for his brother and Guan Shijing is different, right?"

This time, He Juan gave an answer that was unexpected by the two of them.

The hot pot was gurgling and running, covering up the sound of the box door being pushed open.

He Juan's answer sounded clearly in the box: "They're all the same."

He Juan drank the soup seriously.

Another well-seasoned bowl is filled with boiled shrimp slippery.

He Juan took a sip of the soup and a mouthful of shrimp slippery. The rich and delicious bone broth wrapped in the sweet shrimp slippery made him feel a little happy.

In this box, he is the only one enjoying the food seriously.

The other three were a little absent-minded.

Guan Shijing is a mixture of joy, bitterness and shock.

But Fu Lin had a sudden realization, he probably knew how Fu Xian had tricked He Juan into his hand.

Fu Xian was probably the calmest of them.

He has already started peeling the shrimp.

He will be jealous because He Juan said that Guan Shijing is no different from himself, and his heart will hurt because He Juan still has no shadow of himself in his eyes.

But at least he has understood one thing.

There will be others regardless of the scene.

Treasures are always coveted by many people, as long as he let go of his hand a little bit, people will flock to him.

And even if he has been guarding the side day and night, there will still be countless eyes staring at him.

But at least now he's the closest to the treasure those are coveting.

And he won't give anyone else that chance.

After he figured it out, he stopped thinking about Shijing and Fu Lin, and asked He Juan out for dinner tonight.

I hope that He Juan will be happy and satisfied.

What happened just now has bothered He Juan.

If it continues, I'm afraid Ah Juan will cast a shadow over this hot pot restaurant.

When he estimated that He Juan was [-]% full, Fu Xian stopped feeding.

He poured He Juan a glass of corn juice: "It's almost time to eat, we should go home, Ah Juan."

yes, go home.Go back to their home.

He Juan sat up a little straighter, holding the corn juice in his hands and sipping it to get rid of the hot pot smell in his mouth, he nodded when he heard Fu Xian's words, and asked Fu Lin and Guan Shijing, "How do you go back?"

Fu Lin is the young master of the Fu family. When he arrived in City B, he also lived in a villa with a driver, but when he came over, he asked the driver to go home. He was about to speak, but Fu Xian said, "Fu Lin's driver is already waiting for him in the parking lot." ,you do not need to worry."

Guan Shijing came here by car, He Juan knew that, he said to Guan Shijing, "Go home and be careful."

Guan Shijing had recovered at this time, he looked at He Juan intently, and smiled: "Okay, I see."

Fu Lin could only reluctantly go to the parking lot.

He Juan and Fu Xian walked out side by side, Fu Xian noticed that He Juan was holding two bags;

He took it naturally and asked, "Did you buy it?"

He Juan shook his head: "They gave me a birthday present."

Fu Lin sent a customized watch of the Moon Phase Master series.

What Guan Shijing gave was also a watch, a moon phase watch.

Fu Xian glanced at the packaging and guessed it, he smiled lowly: "You don't have so many hands."

Then there was a bit of complacency in his cold tone: "None of what they gave you was as good as what I gave you, right?"

The person who is indifferent and quiet most of the time, now has a childish comparison.

He Juan was a little helpless: "After all, what you sent is an island."

Yes, Fu Xian gave He Juan an island on his birthday.

The side of the island is covered with snow most of the time and has beautiful hills.

Fu Xian also showed him the manor he had built above: "Do you like it? If you don't like it, I'll have someone redesign it."

This manor and even the snow-covered island undoubtedly attracted He Juan's attention.

The thick snow almost covers the ground, and people can even smash it in without falling to the ground. The color of the manor is blue and white, very light and bright, and it is a special touch of color on the white island.

But he also knew that the island was too precious.

Taking him to eat dessert that day, and sitting quietly with him in the library for a day, He Juan thought it was his birthday present.

But Fu Xian held his hand: "Then add your name and mine, okay?"

Facing He Juan with puzzled eyes, he said softly, "You should know that my mother left when I was very young. My father... I am more like a tool for him to inherit the family."

"Surrounded by a sea of ​​glaciers, the island is an isolated island."

"Even this document only has my name on it. It was originally a birthday present I prepared for you. If you don't remove my name, then this isolated island belongs to two people."

"It doesn't look so lonely anymore."

Because of the last sentence, He Juan was shaken.He owns shares, houses, cars, all in his own name.

Everything in his previous life belonged to him, and he seems to have a lot in this life, but it seems to be no different from the previous life.

So a certain isolated island that snows all the year round has another owner.

Fu Xian put the documents in the safe.

The names of the two people are placed side by side, like a red certificate.

Someone had already turned on the lights outside the villa, Fu Xian and He Juan went in side by side, and put on slippers.

Their slippers are also a pair, custom-made by Fu Xian, and there are many other things like this pair in the villa.

Toothbrush cups for two people, mugs for drinking water, bowls for eating, etc.

It's hard to think that a person in charge of the Fu family who flies around has to find time to deal with such trivial matters.

But Fu Xian did it very seriously and cautiously.

Sometimes I even care about it, because the pattern of the slippers doesn't look so consistent, so I don't hesitate to call back and redo.

The villa is covered with thick and soft carpets, and thick anti-collision strips are pasted on sharp places.

At the beginning, the people who made these soft decorations thought that this villa would live in a family of three in the future, and the children should be very small.

But it was all Fu Xian's intention to prevent He Juan from getting hurt.

In this villa, in the Fu's Manor, in the top floor ward of the hospital where He Juan recuperated for a long time, He Juan would not have bruises when he went on a rampage.Another advantage of this is that it is not easy to be fragmented, and the disadvantage is that it is more troublesome to take care of, but these are not a problem.

He Juan will be very careful outside, but he relaxes a lot after entering the villa.

Obviously this is a very safe place for him, here he doesn't have to worry about getting a bruise when he doesn't notice it, and he doesn't have to worry about seeing a wound with little blood on his finger when he takes a shower.

He doesn't have to worry about hitting the wall when he walks with his eyes closed.

The walls of this villa are all soft.

He Juan sat on the sofa, and Fu Xian went to the kitchen to pour him a cup of hot water.

The rest of the villa had left, just the two of them.

He Juan gulped the water and stood up. Fu Xian lowered his head and saw that he forgot to wear slippers. The long carpet wrapped around his ankles, gray and pink and white intertwined.

He Juan didn't notice Fu Xian's deep eyes, he felt the smell of hot pot on his body was unbearable: "I'm going to take a shower."

He hurried upstairs. The stairs were also covered with soft carpets. The dark gray carpets made his white ankles very dazzling.

Fu Xian's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, he lowered his head, approached He Juan's water glass on the table, and drank the rest in one gulp.

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