The seven years between me and Zha Gong

During this period of time, Fang Qiyan "imprisoned" Lan Weiyu in the villa, and ordered three meals a day from high-end hotels. Fang Qiyan tried his best to treat Lan Weiyu well, even though he used his own, Lan Weiyu couldn't accept it. Way.

Lan Weiyu didn't resist, there was no anger or pain on his face, Fang Qiyan could barely see any expression on his face, Lan Weiyu was like a well-behaved, docile, soulless doll, forcibly keeping such a Lan Weiyu Beside him, Fang Qiyan felt a pain he had never felt before.

Fang Qiyan was tormented by the feeling that he couldn't keep him, and he couldn't let him go free.

Halfway through the summer vacation, Fang Qiyan returned to the villa, saw Lan Weiyu standing on the balcony, leaning on the railing in a daze, Fang Qiyan smiled, as long as he saw this boy, he felt at ease, how could he let him go? !

Fang Qiyan walked behind Lan Weiyu, hugged him, kissed his hair, and said, "What did you do today?"

Lan Weiyu turned her head, her side face was cold: "What can you do, just stay at home." Fang Qiyan smelled the fragrance in his hair, and said in a low voice, "Have you washed your hair?"

"Hmm." Lan Weiyu said in a low voice.

Fang Qiyan raised the corners of his lips, his expression a little obsessed: "I like this taste." "Really." Lan Weiyu said, expressionless.

Fang Qiyan took Lan Weiyu's hand, walked into the living room, and said, "You don't want to cook today, do you? I ordered dinner from the Hilton Hotel, and Secretary Li brought over a bottle of red wine. I'll try it later."

"Yeah." Lan Weiyu agreed without expression, and sat on the sofa. Fang Qiyan sighed and was about to speak when the doorbell rang. Fang Qiyan frowned, walked to the door, opened the door, he was stunned, Luo Si Rao stood outside the door, dragging his suitcase, his blond hair was shining softly in the sun, he had recovered from his illness, and his whole spirit was much better, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes had returned to their former expressions.

"Si Rao?" Fang Qiyan looked at him in surprise.

Luo Sirao tilted his head, and said with some reproach: "Qi Yan, I was discharged from the hospital today, why didn't you come to pick me up?"