actor, he refuses to remarry

Su Wanfeng kept chanting that sentence, and was taken back to the apartment by Zhan Juzhou.

He stopped the car, opened the door, and carried Su Wanfeng out.

The light weight made Zhan Juzhou terrified, he had never seen such a thin person in his impression, skinny and skinny, it seemed that it would break if he folded it.He had only seen it in some African refugee videos, and it was the first time he witnessed it with his own eyes, and it was Su Wanfeng...

How can you be so thin...

Zhan Juzhou clenched his teeth, resisting the intense pain of wanting to cry, carefully carried him up the stairs quickly.

As soon as Su Wanfeng was placed on the sofa, his crying suddenly amplified: "I'm going to die!"

Zhan Juzhou's eyes were red, "No, you will be fine."

He pressed Su Wanfeng's head and made him lean in his arms. Su Wanfeng was trembling all over, and gasped softly: "I'm going to die...I'm going to die..."

Zhan Juzhou rubbed his hair and carried him to the bathroom.

As soon as Su Wanfeng saw the bathtub, he hurriedly crawled into it. He shrank in and hugged himself little by little.

Zhan Juzhou's heart was bleeding. If he knew that Su Wanfeng would become like this, he would not have signed the divorce agreement no matter what he said.

He knelt down and gently touched Su Wanfeng's face.

Su Wanfeng retracted his body a couple more times, lowered his head, and muttered nonsense.

Zhan Juzhou: "Don't be afraid, I'll give you a bath first, okay?"

He filled the bathtub with water, and then went to take off Su Wanfeng's clothes. Su Wanfeng was very disturbed. The warm water filled him with fear. He clutched the edge of the bathtub with both hands, crying in pain.

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Juzhou ignored his crying, he found scissors, and cut off the dirty clothes on Su Wanfeng's body bit by bit, and threw them aside.

Su Wanfeng didn't have any serious wounds on his body, but without the cover of his clothes, he could see his bony body, with ribs sticking out one by one, which was shocking.

Zhan Juzhou's heart was trembling, he tensed his nerves, as if he was holding his breath, he helped Su Wanfeng wash his body, Su Wanfeng was very dishonest, he resisted other people's touch, water splashed everywhere, and Zhan Juzhou was wet all over.

Zhan Juzhou simply took off his clothes, sat in the bathtub, wrapped Su Wanfeng in his arms from behind, and washed his back.

The mud was gradually washed away, and Su Wanfeng's thin back had old scars from being beaten.

Zhan Juzhou's Adam's apple rolled twice, his right hand tremblingly touched those old wounds, he suddenly remembered what the woman said.

What kind of inhuman treatment did Su Wanfeng suffer at Su Jianbo's place...

Zhan Juzhou hugged Su Wanfeng tightly.

Su Wanfeng suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, "Zhan Juzhou..."

This sound undoubtedly filled Zhan Juzhou with surprises.

Does he remember himself?

"Wan Feng, you still recognize me, don't you?"

Su Wanfeng frowned, and with a strange expression, he dissatisfied Zhan Juzhou: "Zhan Juzhou, can't you let me win a round?"

Zhan Juzhou's face suddenly turned pale, and his whole heart trembled violently.

This was what he and Su Wanfeng had just met, when they were playing games together, Su Wanfeng said to himself.

At that time, Su Wanfeng was far from the cautious temperament he is now. He was still a young master who had no worries about food and clothing, loved by his parents, accompanied by friends, and had a bright and brilliant future.

At that time, he always beat Su Wanfeng so badly in the game that his eyes turned red a few times.

Su Wanfeng dropped the mouse, stared at him, and threatened him fiercely: "Zhan Juzhou, if you do this again, I won't play with you anymore!"

Zhan Juzhou refused to let him, and continued to press Su Wanfeng to fight in the game. In the end, Su Wanfeng would pull his clothes and feel wronged: "Can't you let me win a game?"

Obviously it was only three or four years ago, but it seems...a long century has passed.

Zhan Juzhou's heart was throbbing with soreness.

Finger brushed the scar on Su Wanfeng's back little by little, Zhan Juzhou could hardly breathe.

What is he going to do in order to get the old Su Wanfeng back?

The water in the bathtub was a bit cold, Zhan Juzhou added hot water again, and then slowly bathed him: "From now on, I will let you win, every game..."

It was more than two hours after he fished Su Wanfeng out of the bathtub.

Zhan Juzhou dug out a set of blue cotton pajamas from the cabinet, and put it on for Su Wanfeng. Su Wanfeng hugged his knees, curled up on the sofa, and didn't move.

Zhan Juzhou remembered the cat he had raised when he was a child. When he first came to his house, he didn't eat or drink, and stayed motionless under the bed for several days.

He is afraid.

He could feel Su Wanfeng's fear, but he didn't know at all...how he could help him.

Zhan Juzhou was full of discomfort and frustration, he found scissors and trimmed Su Wanfeng's hair.

The long hair was subtracted little by little, revealing a pale little face.

Zhan Juzhou sat down beside him and held his left hand.

The little finger is gone.

The hands that used to play the piano have scars that can never be restored.

If he found out early, maybe he could even send him to the hospital and try to get his severed finger back, but now...

The wound on the severed finger had already condensed, and it was too late.

Zhan Juzhou held Su Wanfeng's left hand, his throat trembled, tears finally couldn't be restrained and fell down.

Su Wanfeng looked at him silently, his pupils were dimmed.

"You wait for me here, and I'll make you something to eat."

Zhan Juzhou patted his head, sniffed, got up and went to the kitchen.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang, it was Lin Zesheng calling.

"Xiaozhou? Didn't you agree that there will be a training camp today? How about you?"

Zhan Juzhou's voice was hoarse: "Zesheng, I won't go to the training camp. Just look at the arrangement. I won't go tomorrow either."

Lin Zesheng was stunned for a moment: "What happened? There will be a competition next week."

Zhan Juzhou: "I...I found Wan Feng, he is... not very good now, I don't have the energy to think about the game at all."

Lin Zesheng: "Are you going to retire?"

Zhan Juzhou supported the stove, and after a while he let out a soft breath: "Yes, I want to retire. I used to think that e-sports, competitions, and games are the most important things to me, but now I understand, Without him, these are nothing, I just want to spend the rest of my time with him.”

Slowly find the person who was like the little sun back then.

"I'm sorry, Zesheng,"

Lin Zesheng sighed softly on the phone: "You don't need to say I'm sorry, in fact, after you and Su Wanfeng divorced, I could see that your heart is no longer in e-sports, since you have made a choice, let's go. Xiaozhou, I have known you for so many years, you have always been a reassuring person, I don't know what Su Wanfeng has gone through, but he will definitely get better."

Zhan Juzhou nodded, his voice choked up: "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Juzhou cooked a bowl of shredded chicken porridge for Su Wanfeng.

When he returned to the living room, Su Wanfeng was no longer on the sofa.

Zhan Juzhou panicked, "Wait the wind?"

He hurried to the bedroom, and then thought of something to go to the bathroom.

Sure enough, he saw Su Wanfeng crouching quietly in the bathtub, like a newborn kitten, seeking the safest place for him.

Zhan Juzhou was so distressed, he walked over slowly, knelt down and touched Su Wanfeng's face: "Come out and have something to eat?"

Su Wanfeng opened his eyes and remained silent.

Zhan Juzhou didn't force him anymore, he went back to the living room and brought over chicken porridge, "Come, hold the wind, let's eat."

Su Wanfeng smelled the aroma of food and sat up slowly.

Zhan Juzhou fed the spoon to his mouth, but Su Wanfeng reached out, hugged the bowl to his knees, and reached out to grab the contents of the bowl.

"Wait the wind!" Zhan Juzhou grabbed his wrist and frowned fiercely: "It's hot, don't use your hands."

He handed the spoon to Su Wanfeng.

Su Wanfeng was stunned for a long time, then he carefully reached out to take it, lowered his head, and sucked the soft glutinous rice grains into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

Seeing him eating obediently, Zhan Juzhou finally let go of his heart, and began to plan the next plan in his mind.

Let Su Wanfeng take a good rest today, and tomorrow he will take Su Wanfeng to see a doctor, both physically and mentally, to have a good checkup.

Su Wanfeng didn't eat for a long time, he only drank a quarter of the bowl of porridge, and pushed the bowl back.

Zhan Juzhou was anxious again: "Why do you only eat so little?"

Being so thin, I don't know how long it has been since I had a good meal. He didn't cook much porridge, which is not as good as the kitten's appetite.

Zhan Juzhou wanted to feed him some more, but Su Wanfeng refused to eat any more, and lay back in the bathtub again.

Zhan Juzhou touched his forehead: "Wan Feng, let's go back to the bedroom and sleep, it's cold here."

Su Wanfeng closed his eyes.

Zhan Juzhou was helpless, he went to the bedroom, took the quilt and blanket, put it in the bathtub, and then covered Su Wanfeng, there is no heating here, the weather in March is really chilly, Zhan Juzhou ran downstairs to the supermarket He bought a heater and turned it on to keep Su Wanfeng warm.

Now, he can only comfort himself that he has been found, and he will get better in the future.

In the evening, Lin Zesheng came.

"I'll take a look at Xiao Su, how is he doing?"

Zhan Juzhou's eyes turned red, and he led Lin Zesheng to the bathtub.

Lin Zesheng glanced at the people inside and frowned: "How did you make it like this?"

"I don't know..." Zhan Juzhou hugged his head: "I really don't know..."

Lin Zesheng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry too much, as long as the person's life is not in danger, the rest can be treated slowly. Let him sleep for a while, come here, I have something to tell you."

He called Zhan Juzhou to the living room.

"If you have the idea of ​​retiring, make a plan as soon as possible. Next week, I will readjust the lineup. And the players in the team... You have to give them an explanation if you suddenly retire."