actor, he refuses to remarry

Su Wanfeng scratched the broken hair on the back of his neck, it was too hot, his whole body was sticky, what did Zhan Juzhou want to do to him...

Can he go back to sleep?

Zhan Juzhou saw that he didn't say a word for a long time, feeling bored and uncomfortable.

"Zesheng and I are not familiar with this place, please take us to dinner."

Su Wanfeng frowned.

Zhan Juzhou: "Not willing?"

Su Wanfeng: "...No." He was just sleepy.

"If you don't, let's go."

"Oh."

Su Wanfeng followed him across the street and got into that magnificent luxury car.

Lin Zesheng leaned over with a smile: "Comrade Xiao Su, hello, I am Xiao Zhan's teammate, and my name is Lin Zesheng."

Su Wanfeng rubbed his hands on his pants twice, and shook hands with him: "Hello, my name is Su Wanfeng, I'm...I'm..."

He suddenly stuck.

Who is he from Zhanjuzhou?

You can't say ex-boyfriend, can you?It's so embarrassing.

friend?

Zhan Juzhou never admitted that they were friends.

Su Wanfeng smiled embarrassedly, and simply chose to remain silent.

Lin Zesheng saw that the child was cute, so he deliberately teased him: "Are you Xiao Zhan's suitor?"

Su Wanfeng shook his head in a panic: "No! I'm not chasing him!"

Zhan Juzhou already has a fiancée, so it would be too shameless for him to go after her again.

Su Wanfeng tried his best to explain: "Last time I drank too much and said those nonsense in the bar. It's not true. Don't get me wrong."

Zhan Juzhou was sitting in the co-pilot, his face was ugly as hell.

He lit a cigarette impatiently, "I can't be quiet for a while."

Su Wanfeng lowered his head.

Lin Zesheng kicked Zhan Juzhou's seat: "If you think it's noisy, wear headphones."

He turned his head: "Comrade Xiao Su, let's continue talking? Just ignore him."

But no matter what he said, Su Wanfeng refused to say the word "chair" again, and quietly huddled in the corner of the back seat, like a quiet rabbit.

With the air conditioner turned on in the car, it was chilly and much more comfortable than outside. The car stopped and swayed on the road in the evening rush hour, Su Wanfeng felt tired, and soon fell asleep.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, Zhan Juzhou realized that Su Wanfeng had fallen asleep.

Seeing that his sleeping face was flushed, Lin Zesheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to squeeze it, but Zhan Juzhou pulled his hand away with a "crash" and gave him a fierce look.

Lin Zesheng curled his lips: "You don't even touch it, look at your sourness."

Zhan Juzhou took out a blanket from the car, and prepared to cover Su Wanfeng.

Su Wanfeng slept deeply, the neckline of the blue jacket was open, and a dazzling red streak could be glimpsed inside.

Zhan Juzhou froze for a moment, then reached out and pulled Su Wanfeng's clothes down.

The skin on the right shoulder was almost bloody.

The deep purple wear marks were shocking, as if they had cut across his thin and small shoulders.

Zhan Juzhou's breathing suddenly tightened.

An unspeakable heartache surged up, engulfing him in an instant.

He took several breaths before he stabilized his emotions, carefully covered him with a blanket, and came out.

Lin Zesheng waited outside, frowning: "Do you want to eat yet?"

"He fell asleep."

Lin Zesheng: "So? Can we two eat?"

Zhan Juzhou: "Look at him, I'm going to buy something."

Lin Zesheng groaned twice in disbelief, wishing he could show his middle finger to Zhan Juzhou's back.

Zhan Juzhou came back after a while, holding a bag in his hand. Lin Zesheng leaned over and glanced at it. Seeing that it was some medicine, he curled his lips: "Why do you think you need it? Just take him back."

Zhan Juzhou frowned.

Perhaps from Lin Zesheng's point of view, his awkward appearance is too hypocritical, he obviously can't let it go, he likes it so much, but he still insists on hurting him, why should he be so contradictory.

But Lin Zesheng only knew that he still liked Su Wanfeng, but he didn't know the despair he had for three days and three nights when he was arrested and locked up in the house by his parents.

He doesn't care about missing a game, the championship is gone, and he can win it again next year.

He just couldn't accept that the boy who had promised him to win the championship with him betrayed him with his own hands.

That game was not just a game, it was an oath between them.

It was he who held Su Wanfeng's hand and said, "When I win the championship, I will marry you and go home."

Su Wanfeng doesn't want it anymore.

He doesn't want the love between them.

After that, Zhan Juzhou was depressed for a long time, he trapped himself in a cage, and for the next six months, he seldom even talked to people, staying in the bedroom all day, unwilling to see anyone.

Later, his parents, worried about his accident, no longer stopped him from playing games, and Zhan Juzhou slowly returned to his normal life.

It took Zhan Juzhou a long time to convince himself not to blame Su Wanfeng.

They are all too young, lacking the ability to shelter each other from the wind and rain and bear the future for the rest of their lives.

In the following two years, he won many championships, including the world championship that he missed. On the night of winning the championship, he was crowded with countless screams. The host pushed him to the center of the stage, with strong and dazzling flashing lights, cheering and boisterous There are many fans in the crowd, but his mind is empty, and there is no joy or excitement.

At that moment, he made a move that made himself feel ridiculous.

He actually looked for Su Wanfeng's figure in the crowd.

He even wondered, if Su Wanfeng took the 200 million, would he be willing to spend a few thousand to buy a ticket to secretly watch his game.

That night, he didn't go to the team's celebration banquet. He was alone in the hotel room, texting on his mobile phone all night.

Without a single text message, Su Wanfeng just disappeared from his world, as if he had never been here.

He later went to Su Wanfeng, and learned that he was pursued by creditors, sold his house, and his family disappeared.

It's not that he never hated Su Wanfeng.

Countless nights, whenever he thought of that person, he would always feel some anger and complaints in his heart, but gradually, it was replaced by unspeakable distress.

Such a timid person can be so scared that he can't sleep for three days after watching a horror movie, but now he has to run around to avoid debt collectors, he must be terrified.

Why didn't he come to find himself?

Zhan Juzhou stared at Su Wanfeng's sleeping face, and pulled Piao Yuan's thoughts back little by little.

He closed the car door, squeezed out the ointment, and applied it little by little on Su Wanfeng's swollen shoulders.

Su Wanfeng trembled, and opened his eyelids twice, but he was finally dragged back by sleepiness.

This sleep lasted for more than three hours.

The car was cramped, Zhan Juzhou carried Su Wanfeng back to the hotel, and stuffed him into a comfortable quilt.

Lin Zesheng brought Zhan Juzhou a dinner, and seeing Zhan Juzhou sitting on the edge of the bed staring at Su Wanfeng like a log, he shook his head and said helplessly, "Let's eat first."

Zhan Juzhou frowned: "Why did he sleep for so long...he looks very tired."

Even the eyes are a deep blue.

Carrying him up, bumping all the way, did not wake him up.

How sleepy he is.

Zhan Juzhou reached out and touched his face, the slightly warm touch made Zhan Juzhou's heart ache, and he sighed softly.

Do you want... to end here?Take him back and don't let him wander outside to suffer anymore.

But he was afraid that one day Su Wanfeng would...

A burst of mobile phone ringing disrupted Zhan Juzhou's thoughts.

It's Su Wanfeng's phone.

Zhan Juzhou took out the phone from his pocket, and it was a person named Xiaohui.

He hung up, but within a minute, the call came again.

Zhan Juzhou accepted this time.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Hey? Xiao Su, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?"

Zhan Juzhou: "Do you have anything to do with him?"

Xiaohui was startled: "Fuck, who are you? Why is his cell phone with you?"

Zhan Juzhou: "I'm his friend, he... went to the bathroom, what's the matter?"

Xiaohui: "Oh, what a big deal. My girlfriend came here suddenly. I want to go shopping with her. He just has a rest today. I want him to come over and help me with my work."

Zhan Juzhou was stunned: "Go to work? What shift? Isn't he moving goods?"

Xiaohui: "He's still drinking at the bar. Moving goods is a part-time job he found himself."

Zhan Juzhou's heart suddenly shrank: "...what time is it for the wine?"

Xiaohui: "What's wrong?"

Zhan Juzhou was short of breath: "What time is he drinking with?"

Xiaohui: "This... usually from six o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning of the next day. Sometimes it's earlier and sometimes it's later."

Zhan Juzhou's eyes were instantly red, and he was holding the phone, his fingers trembling violently.

From six o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning of the next day... But his people clearly told him that Su Wanfeng was still moving goods in another bar at twelve o'clock in the noon!

So he has to rush to the bar to accompany him after moving the goods?

Excluding the round trip, he only has four or five hours of free time a day?

And that doesn't include sleep and meal times.

Even Iron Man can't stand such a toss.

Zhan Juzhou's heart seems to have been torn open by someone. His Susu used to like to sleep late.

His nose was sharply sour.

"He goes to work every day...does he?"

Xiaohui sighed: "Basically, Xiaosu is very hardworking. It's not good for your health to work the night shift and accompany you to drink. Everyone just wants to sleep more. Xiaosu even runs to carry goods. Son, he didn't even change his clothes, just curled up on the bed and squinted for two or three hours."

"He didn't even have time to eat. He often drank on an empty stomach and went to the toilet to induce vomiting. One day in the middle of the night, he had a stomachache and almost passed out. So the next day he had to run to move the goods, but we stopped him Yes, I really don't want to die!"

Every word Xiaohui said was like a knife, piercing Zhan Juzhou's heart fiercely.

Zhan Juzhou gently held Su Wanfeng's slender wrist, his eyes were red.

Why are you working so hard, you little idiot...

"Is he short of money?"

Xiaohui frowned: "Yeah, it seems that there is a shortage. I heard from him that he owed someone 200 million and wanted to pay it back sooner."

Zhan Juzhou was stunned for a moment, "What? How much do you think he owes?"