I may have had a fake childhood

The eyelids were a bit heavy, Ju Xing tried to open his eyes and felt a tingling pain on his cheeks, he tilted his head and saw a furry head on the side of his neck, Ju Xing suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it.

Before he touched the familiar hard hair, that head moved, and Juxing watched Song Shanglu slowly raise his head until he met his gaze.

Grabbing his shoulder suddenly, Song Shanglu's voice was a little suffocated: "Why?"

Ju Xing finally put his hands on his head, resisting the pain in his abdomen, grinned and said, "Aren't you also thinking of a way to solve Cheng Renli? This is the easiest way."

"I'm asking why you did this?" Song Shanglu's voice was fierce and vigorous, hitting Juxing's heart like a sledgehammer.

"Tell me why." With five fingers inserted into Song Shanglu's hair, Jupiter's voice was soft, as if he was nostalgic, but also seemed to be looking forward to it, in short, with a smile, "I just don't want you to be hurt."

Song Shanglu suddenly opened the distance between the two of them, and looked at Juxing fiercely: "Lu Qiang, why, why did you take such a big risk?"

Jupiter leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said with a grin, "In my heart, your life is more important than mine."

Song Shanglu's eyes were a little wet, and when Jupiter wanted to take a closer look, he was hugged in his arms, only to hear a muffled voice above his head: "Lu owe, where is it you owe, yes I owe you."

There was a fire burning in Song Shanglu's heart, and the fire couldn't be extinguished until Lu Qiang woke up, but when Lu Qiang woke up, seeing his fragile and pale face, the fire burned even more vigorously, and it seemed that there was a basin on it The water, at this time, was boiling with a gurgling sound, bubbling and making a sizzling sound, which stimulated him.

When he heard the news, Lu Qiang had already left home for more than half an hour. At that time, he was dealing with things at a place nearly two hours away from the shopping mall. At that moment, he felt that the sky was dark.

With red eyes stepping on the accelerator, he rushed to the shopping mall. When he received the news that Lu Qiao was injured, he happened to be running outside the shopping mall, and he was only a few steps away. As long as he was faster on the road, he might be able to catch up.

When he saw Lu Qiang in a pool of blood, he felt that the blood was not on Lu Qiang's body, but in his own eyes, which were red and blood everywhere.

And the man was lying in the blood with his eyes tightly closed.

Song Shanglu clung to Juxing's shoulders tightly and didn't let go. He buried his head in his neck and desperately absorbed his breath, for fear that this person would be silent again in the next second.

"I hurt."

The strength on his body still didn't loosen.

Juxing's lips parted, a groan escaped, and he said, "Phekelu, my stomach hurts."

Song Shanglu lowered his head to check his wound. The white gauze oozes traces of blood. It was because he was too emotional just now that caused his wound to open again. The scene at that time suddenly came to mind. Immediately grabbed his arm: "Shanglu, it's okay, just hug him gently."

Talking about preventing Song Shanglu from making any big moves, he slowly leaned forward and put his entire upper body into his arms.

Originally, he would not have made such a mistake and injured himself a second time. Maybe it was because he had seen himself disappearing in front of him too many times before, so he was a little scared.

The body was close to him, and he hugged him as much as possible, and felt that the breathing of the person on the body gradually calmed down. Juxing breathed a sigh of relief. body, then the gain outweighs the loss.

I still felt a little uncomfortable when I woke up just now, and I couldn't open my eyes. I lay in Song Shanglu's arms and wanted to sleep in a daze, but I didn't dare to close my eyes just like this. It's not that I didn't see the madness in the man's eyes just now. He was afraid that this would If he fell asleep by himself, the man might really think he was dead.

It's just that it didn't have much impact except the pain. I remember that the person didn't seem to stab it very deep, but he just rolled over at that time. It's possible that he passed out due to excessive blood loss.

In order to dispel the drowsiness, Jupiter tried his best to find a topic: "I didn't feel the pain, why did I pass out?"

Song Shanglu froze for a moment, glanced at him, his mouth swelled and he didn't speak.

Jupiter felt strange, if it was really because of excessive blood loss, he probably wouldn't hide himself like this.

Pulling the collar of his clothes and leaning upwards: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Shanglu's eyes were evasive, and he said after being asked: "The wound is on the lower abdomen, and no other important parts have been injured."

It was even more wrong. At that time, it seemed that I didn't feel much pain. Maybe I was still fainted by fright.

"Kidney deficiency." Feeling that Jupiter's eyes were getting more and more dangerous, even Song Shanglu, who had never been afraid of bullets, couldn't hold it anymore, his voice was low, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

Ju Xing blushed and pinched his waist: "What did you say?"

Song Shanglu didn't dare to hide, for fear that being caught by him would cause the wound to open again. In fact, those people were not Boss Li's people at all. Cheng Renli didn't trust anyone, so it was naturally impossible to tell Boss Li such important information directly. Pass one hand and get more money.

The people he hired were not professional after all, otherwise how could Lu Qiang escape so easily with those three or two slaps? I was also frightened at the time, so I didn't react for a while. In fact, it just punctured a small blood vessel. Although there was a little more blood flow, it wasn't really a big problem.

Song Shanglu is like a child who has done something wrong. He hangs his head and dare not speak. The matter about the kidney is indeed his fault. When Lu Qiang couldn't get out of bed some time ago, he forgot to make up for it. Body, call later to send more supplements to the hospital.

Didn't hear him speak, but looked at his naked eyes, Jupiter's face was flushed, and he didn't need to worry about the wound in his abdomen, just lay down and pulled the quilt, closed his eyes and said angrily: "Go away ,I'm going to rest."

No wonder he didn't care about his wounds at all when he first came up. It turned out that the main problem wasn't there at all.

I felt a hand harassing my face, and heard Song Shanglu's low voice: "No, the doctor said that your body was not very good before, and your body was already empty when you were in the bar. It's not just that reason."

Bullshit, how is it possible, I just sing in the bar, don't think I don't understand, do you use your kidneys to sing?

Jupiter put his hands on the bandages to stabilize his body, turned over slightly, turned his back to him and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Unexpectedly, before he could sleep soundly, he was picked up by the waist again, only to hear Song Shanglu's rascal's voice: "Don't keep moving around, the wound is easy to open."

"You're still shameless." Ju Xing glared at him and got angry, no wonder the pain he felt was completely out of proportion to the injury he thought he had received. It turned out that he hadn't been hurt at all, which made him worry about himself for a long time just now. With a cold snort, he turned his back again.

Jupiter didn't want to talk to him, but someone has a thick skin and kept sticking to him.

Unbearable, Juxing said with a straight face: "If your subordinates see this..."

Before he finished speaking, he just glanced at him and let him imagine for himself, which was really embarrassing.

Song Shanglu lifted the quilt and lay directly next to him, holding his waistband in his arms, and said to himself as if he didn't hear Juxing's words: "I won't let you out of my sight in the future."

Ju Xing was stunned, and put his arm around his furry head, stroking along the hair: "Mr. Song, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his subordinate's head move. He lowered his head to meet Song Shanglu's slightly deep eyes, and with a thought, his lips also moved two points: "What's wrong?"

"What did you just call me?"

"Mr. Song." Ju Xing thought he was going to say something, but in the end he just asked for a title.

"That's not what you called just now." Song Shanglu's face darkened, his eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes.

I vaguely remember that his name was called just now, but at that time it was because I was worried that he would press on my wound, so I was a little embarrassed to be brought up specifically.

Ju Xing murmured for a long while, being stared at like this, but couldn't yell, lowered his head and moved his lips, and simply fell silent.

Song Shanglu didn't force him to bark, after all, this incident already represented what kind of attitude Lu Qiang had.

He likes himself, he will not leave him, he is not unrequited love.

This is already good.

Love each other.

This will be nestled in Jupiter's arms, with his fingers covered in white bandages, he caresses carefully, and says softly: "Don't do this in the future, you are my life, what will I do if something happens to you."

Ju Xing was so confused by his sudden confession that he didn't know what to say. He hesitated and saw Song Shanglu get up and press down in this posture.

Slightly closing his eyes, he felt the soft kiss on his lips. Although it was just empty words just now, Ju Xing seemed to have heard a solemn oath, and he couldn't help but believe it from the bottom of his heart.

There was a fire in his stomach that burned directly into his heart, and Ju Xing felt impetuous and felt his whole body was too hot. He pulled his hospital clothes hard and kept rubbing against Song Shanglu's arms.

Not only did he take off his own clothes, but also unbuttoned him, his hands were grabbed, and he raised his face to look in foggy eyes, and met a pair of dark and dangerous eyes.

Jupiter's voice was full of water, never wet before, like the jingle of a clear spring in a mountain stream, Song Shanglu felt his head was about to explode, especially his body was so swollen.

He gnawed randomly at the corner of his mouth, Jupiter whimpered like a newborn docile kitten, his eyes couldn't be opened, he just moved by instinct, but this instinct almost killed Song Shanglu. Life.

Mr. Song held Juxing's shoulder with one hand, kissed the hair on the top of his head, and said softly with laziness afterwards: "Don't take such risks in the future."

Jupiter rolled his eyes, rubbed his eyes uncomfortably and closed his eyes to rest, knowing that it was risky but still doing it, maybe he didn’t know that he had an injury in his waist and abdomen, and more importantly, he was still suffering from kidney deficiency.

Mr. Song didn't care if he didn't hear his answer, he just ran along his hair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and talked to himself, never knowing that he was so long-winded, and he didn't even know that he said it in the end something.

"Lu owe? Lu owe?"

For a long while Jupiter didn't move at all, Song Shanglu lowered his head to look at him, and found that he had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The fine and soft fluff on the porcelain white skin is clearly visible, but it is extremely cute. The slightly blinking eyelashes and the loud noise are dexterous butterflies flapping their wings and breaking into his heart like this.

Song Shanglu pursed his lips, with a rare soft smile on his face, he gently kissed him, pressed Juxing's head into his arms, and took out his mobile phone beside him, with a suddenly serious expression on his face When he got up, his eyes were cold, as if the phone would immediately turn into fragments in the corner of the wall in the next second.

Ju Xing, whose eyes were tightly closed in his arms, suddenly opened his eyes, blinked and lightly grabbed Song Shanglu's jacket hem, rubbed his chin to change into a comfortable position, and fell asleep with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Juxing's injury was not serious, but Song Shanglu was too nervous, and he returned home after staying in the hospital for three days.

After going back this time, Jupiter is obviously much more natural than when he came out. He completely regards this place as his second home. Sometimes he is not called Mr. Song, nor is he called by his name, just come and go. Command blindly.

Song Shanglu also had a good temper to accompany him to fight, except that he would come back on the bed when he was bullied so hard, he didn't even complain at ordinary times.

Even the housekeeper who had worked in the house for many years and the aunt who cooked were suspicious, but no one dared to ask questions, and no one even dared to show it when Song Shanglu was around.

After that incident happened, Jupiter was even more reluctant to go out. Every day, he would either sleep in his room or sit in the living room with snacks on the sofa and watch TV.

Sometimes I don't even want to go downstairs, and I am self-sufficient at the corner of the second floor.

Almost a month later, at night, when Juxing came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Shanglu sitting by the bed and playing with his mobile phone. In a blink of an eye, he saw him come out and put down his mobile phone, and he naturally took the white towel in his hand.

Pulling his shoulders into her arms, she wiped his hair.

"Why don't you go out for a stroll? Didn't you say you wanted to buy some game consoles a while ago? I asked Lao Wang to take you there? Or should I go with you?"

In fact, Song Shanglu really wanted to go shopping with Lu Qiang, holding hands and announcing to the whole world that this person was his.

But he wasn't sure if Lu Qiang liked it, or if he resisted it.

Jupiter casually pulled the PAD on the side and clicked twice casually, brought up a game interface, immersed himself in it, and said indifferently: "It's too troublesome, I will send the picture and model to Lao Wang, and he will buy it." That's it."

Song Shanglu pulled the man up, held his face in his hands to distract him from the game, and said, "Lu Qiang, I've already dealt with that Li, even if you're standing on the street without a bodyguard Nothing more."

Jupiter looked into his serious eyes, chuckled, slapped him on the face, and picked up his PAD again: "I'm not afraid to cause you trouble, I really don't want to go."

Although he didn't know Song Shanglu's background, he could see from the side that he was far less gentle in front of others than he was in front of himself. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Judging by the degree of fear of those people, it might not be the definition of gentle or not.

Is it vicious and risking your life?

"Then you can't just stay at home all day. You don't like singing or something. Why do you lose interest after learning it for two or three days?" Song Shanglu held his arm and let him sit on his lap, with his head bent Come see what he's playing.

The colorful characters on the PAD flashed quickly, and after a while, the eyes hurt, so I had to look back and look at Lu Shaobai's neck, and I felt much better immediately.

"Now, I can't sing anymore." Ju Xing looked up at him, his eyes were shining like the only shining star in the dark night, and his Adam's apple was hooked up and down by two points.

Jupiter's eyes were fixed on his neck, and he cast a useless look. He lowered his head and was about to continue playing with his game.

It's just that Song Shanglu couldn't bear it. He just kept burning the fire and didn't let it out. He put aside the hesitant PAD, and pressed his lips to his cheek in a dumb voice: "Why, why don't you sing, don't you like it?"

There was a slight itchiness on his face, Ju Xing only wanted to hide, but in the end he stuck closer to Song Shanglu, and his breath was a little unsteady: "Just don't sing, and don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, who is singing for?" I won't sing to you."

Song Shanglu didn't care, anyway, he didn't want to hear singing, he wanted to hear other voices, and he would hear them naturally when he was ruthless, one after another.

This will directly turn over and press on Jupiter, smiling dotingly: "Okay, okay, don't sing, don't sing, let's call it okay."

Juxing wanted to roll his two big eyes instantly, but he didn't follow up before it had time.

The whole person was ups and downs with Song Shanglu's giving.

Being with Song Shanglu is like a real family. Sometimes we quarrel over small things, but in the end they always settle in bed.

The two of them usually have nothing to do. Song Shanglu likes to let Jupiter go. He doesn't have to worry about anything, just eat, drink and sleep.

It's not that he's hypocritical, he's just probing. He knows that as long as this person leaves the fairy tale world and returns to the real world, those previous memories will definitely be there, so he wants to show his truest side.

Once back to the real world, if he regrets it, if he...doesn't want himself anymore, then don't come to him, just pretend it never happened.

It is also because of this temptation that Jupiter stayed in this world for a long time. He did not deliberately promote the plot like those previous worlds, but passively waited for the original plot to pass.

Finally, almost seven or eight years passed, and Jupiter, who was lying in the yard basking in the sun, put his hands over his eyes and looked at the man coming from a distance wrapped in the sun, with a smile on his lips.

You already know everything you need to know about me, and almost everything you need to know, if you are still obsessed with me, then I will wait for you in the real world.

If it's another situation, I don't know who you are anyway.

It's fine if you don't come.

Jupiter supported the man's hand to stand up, jumped and hung on the man's body, his legs clamped tightly around his waist, pointed his chin and asked in a soft voice, "What did the doctor say?"

"What else, it's nothing. Just stay here today?" Song Shanglu dragged his buttocks up and up, let his arms wrap around his neck, and stretched out to test his forehead.

"Did you get tanned during this period? Why don't you go in and sleep in the yard all day." Holding the waist of the person in his arms, he walked into the house, but it seemed that his steps were much slower than before.

Song Shanglu is about forty, Jupiter really didn’t pay attention, but for other men, over 40 should be the age of a wolf and a tiger, but for Song Shanglu, it was caused by all kinds of not caring about his body when he was young. When the backlash.

Jupiter buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder, and his tone was a bit dull: "I didn't want to see you earlier, but you didn't let me go with you. You said that I finally wanted to go out and you didn't let me go. It wasn't before Are you begging me to go, why don't you want to go during this period of time."

The more he talked, the more angry Ju Xing raised his eyes and waited for him. There seemed to be stars in the copper bell-sized eyeballs, twinkling and twinkling.

"Star."

Ju Xing was stunned, and instantly grabbed his wrist a little out of control: "What did you say?"

Song Shanglu lowered his head and kissed his eyelids: "Your eyes are beautiful, like stars."

He seemed a little disappointed on the face, but he still couldn't hide his anger. He let go of the man, turned on the TV, and took out the snack bag from the cabinet with ease: "Don't tell me anything else, if you have anything to explain, tell me quickly."

After finishing speaking, he fell down on the sofa with his feet on Song Shanglu's lap like an attack domineeringly.

Before putting it aside, Song Shanglu had already pulled it over his shoulders and mopped the floor in the living room, but his body didn't allow it now, so he just smiled helplessly and wanted to take out a piece of potato chips in the bag and was beaten. After a while, I felt a little wronged: "Don't you still have it?"

Juxing glared at him: "Just because you don't like it, don't eat it."

Song Shanglu withdrew his hand, and raised both hands above his head in a gesture of surrender: "Okay, okay, don't eat, don't eat, don't eat, you eat, you eat, you eat."

Talking about grabbing Jupiter’s feet and starting to massage, Jupiter had some moisture in his body a few years ago, and his legs hurt every time it rained, and Song Shanglu didn’t want others to touch him, so he had to learn some simple ones by himself. Years have become a habit.

Jupiter squinted at him, just met the sight he was looking at, stagnated for breath, put the bag of potato chips aside, pulled his tie and sat on him, raised his face and asked arrogantly: "Song Shanglu, what are you doing?" When will I retire, I want to travel."

Song Shanglu touched his forehead with his forehead, and helped him pull down the shrunken shirt: "You have to wait for me to deal with the company's affairs, is it possible that you will drink the northwest wind in the future?"

Glancing at him with disdain, Ju Xing sneered softly: "Who wants your little money, didn't I come here when Lu owed me no money before?"

Turning his face away, he just missed the worry in Song Shanglu's eyes.

Now his body is getting worse every day, and the people around him are not staring at them. Song Shanglu reached out and touched Juxing's head, his eyes were lingering. He didn't ask himself to live for a few more years, but only hoped that God would be more pitiful. He, let him have enough time to create a shelter for this person in his arms.

Obviously feeling that his vision was not quite right, Jupiter turned around and saw him looking at him disgustingly, shivering and patting him on the shoulder: "Close your eyes."

Song Shanglu's temper is getting better and better: "What's the matter?"

How can you be willing to close your eyes if you take one look and one less look.

Ju Xing put on a straight face, and said angrily: "If you tell you to shut it up, shut it up, why are you talking so much?"

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say." Song Shanglu held his hand and leaned back slightly, letting his dangling waist support the cushion. His body is really getting weaker and weaker now.

Juxing looked at his pale face, pouted his lips and muttered something, and then smiled by himself, without warning.

"What are you doing?" Song Shanglu grabbed Juxing's ankle violently, and opened his eyes regardless of what he said, and what he saw was the forbearing expression of someone trying to squat down.

"Why did you tell you to close and open it?" Jupiter was at the critical moment, and it felt like all previous efforts had been wasted when he shrank suddenly after seeing him like this.

Song Shanglu was obviously a little stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

Ju Xing turned his reddish face, but his body still kept moving, and his voice was a bit awkward: "You haven't touched me for a long time."

It's been a long time indeed. Song Shanglu hasn't touched him since he was in poor health. It's been nearly half a year. It's not that he doesn't want to, or that he can't. It's just that the two of them will be embarrassed. Before, they were fierce like leopards, but now there may only be rabbits left. Yes, how dare you touch me again.

The corners of Song Shanglu's lips curled into a sneer, Lu Qiang is also a man, and he also has needs, how can he ask him......

Song Shanglu stepped back, leaned on the sofa and sat up by himself with the strength of the sofa, supported Juxing's waist, and said in a low voice: "Lu Qiang, I'm busy these days, if you're free, go to the bar and see, Zhou Qiang is still there There it is."

"Ah~"

Juxing sat down suddenly, supported Song Shanglu's shoulders and raised his face, the clear blood vessels between his neck were clearly visible.

Song Shanglu's scalp was numb for a while, and he swallowed all the words he was about to say, but even though he was so comfortable and happy in his heart, he still couldn't arouse his desire. Half the fun and less.

"What did you just say?" Ju Xing still didn't dare to move, he suppressed his discomfort and suddenly remembered that he heard him speak just now.

The kind of charming attitude he showed under others appeared in his mind, and Song Shanglu felt a twitching pain in his heart, but seeing the forbearance on Juxing's face now, he hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Lu owe, I... ...."

Jupiter didn't care what he said, he lowered his head for a while and raised his face for a while, as if he was adapting, and finally started to move after a while.

In fact, it is still a bit difficult, not that Mr. Song is too big, he has adapted to Mr. Song's size before, but now that Mr. Song is not too hard, it is still very difficult for him to prevent misalignment.

Song Shanglu tugged at his ankle, and that gentle expression instantly changed to sternness: "Lu Qiang, I'm talking to you."

Jupiter glared at him and said what to say, it's no wonder I can hear what you are saying now.

It's just that Song Shanglu's strength is still there, this will grab him and make him fixed there, unable to move, and he will get angry for a while: "You say you say you say it."

Seeing his impatient look, Song Shanglu sighed, lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes: "Lu Qiang, don't be hard on yourself."

How can I feel like this, I am afraid that I don't even have the effect of massaging.

Ju Xing froze for a moment, sat down again without moving, buried his head in Song Shanglu's arms and asked softly, "Is this uncomfortable?"

Do you feel uncomfortable when you want to stand but can't?

Song Shanglu laughed at himself: "Why is it uncomfortable? It's very comfortable, but it just doesn't work."

Jupiter suddenly raised his head, with a accusatory expression on his face: "I said it earlier, I made me feel guilty for a long time, and I thought you were uncomfortable."

He said that he stretched out his hand to reach the potato chips that he had just put down casually, but his arms were too short and he didn't want to get up, so he had to kneel desperately, or he couldn't do it.

Song Shanglu habitually turned sideways to help him, and heard Jupiter's gasp as soon as he moved.

After adjusting his posture, Jupiter took the potato chips and started chewing again as if nothing had happened, and even turned his head to watch TV from time to time.

Song Shanglu put his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling, and sighed deeply: "Lu Qiang, don't do this, we..."

Jupiter grabbed his mouth violently, passed a mouthful of potato chip crumbs, and then moved his lips when he closed his mouth completely, looked into his eyes and ordered: "Shut up if you feel comfortable, be careful I will make you feel uncomfortable immediately."

Tormented by the foreign body sensation, he was going crazy, not because he didn't want it, but because he really wanted it too much, but it was definitely impossible for Song Shanglu now.

Song Shanglu was used to obeying him, so he shut his mouth obediently in an instant.

Jupiter Kachachachachache chewed the potato chips, trying to suppress the feeling of emptiness in his heart. After eating, he rubbed his fingers on Mr. Song's high-end suit, and lay in his arms to talk to him.

"Mr. Song."

"Ok?"

"do you like me?"

After a while of silence, Juxing was about to raise his head, but the back of his head was suddenly pinned down, and when he was about to get angry, he heard Song Shanglu's slightly frustrated voice.

"Lu Qiang, I love you. The only person I love in this life is you."

The corners of Ju Xing's mouth curled up slightly, but his mouth was still unconvinced: "Who knows how many people you have loved, because I am young and good-looking, with a nice voice, and you rich people are all the same......"

There was a smile in the long-winded voice.

In the end, he was a little sleepy while talking, and Jupiter drew circles on Song Shanglu's chest with his fingers, raised his face and lay on his body and asked, "Do you want to hear me sing?"

Song Shanglu's eyes lit up suddenly. If he didn't hear Lu Qian sing a song before he died, I'm afraid he would regret it on Huangquan Road, but he never wanted to force Lu Qian to do so.

Jupiter lay back on his stomach again, and didn't make any effort, just lazily babbled and sang.

Song Shanglu listened with gusto at the beginning, and even wanted to help him beat the beat from time to time, but later on, the drowsiness gradually hit him. When the consciousness finally lost consciousness, Mr. Song thought that he had to withdraw the stocks quickly, otherwise he would lose It's really too late.

Feeling the breathing on the top of his head gradually calming down, Juxing raised his face and looked at the man who had fallen asleep, stretched out his hand to trace the man's eyebrows and eyes, and said with reluctance in his tone: "I also want to go back with you, but if you die first , the collapse of the world is not good for you in reality."

After thinking about it, he lowered his head and smiled, and Ju Xing said again: "It's not that I don't want to sing for you. After Nightingale meets someone she likes, singing can be exchanged for a wish."

"Look at you, the background you chose is obviously the real world, but it also has the color of a fairy tale." As he spoke, he didn't know why the tears fell desperately. , as long as he wants, he can still come to him in the real world.

But he didn't want to let go of the man's arm, and suddenly the voice suddenly amplified, and the whole villa echoed Juxing's heart-piercing cries and shouts.

It is said that all the people who were guarding outside heard it that day, just like the miserable cry of a desperate bird when it was burnt to nirvana.

When Song Shanglu woke up again, he felt relaxed all over his body. It seemed that he was different from the usual physical fatigue. He looked at Lu Qiang who was still sleeping crookedly in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and wanted to hug him back to the room to sleep , but at the moment of the action just now, Song Shanglu frowned suddenly, and he seemed to feel that he had stood up.

I haven't figured out what's going on, and suddenly I feel that something is wrong with the person on my body. I have already stood up, but the person on my body doesn't feel at all, and even the temperature of my body is a bit cold. Song Shanglu's intuition is not very good, the tip of the knife The days when he was licking blood made him not believe in his intuition, but he had a very accurate intuition.

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand to touch Lu Qiao's nose, the skin on his face twitched uncontrollably, before he touched it, he curled his mouth and whispered.

"No, no, no, it's okay, it's absolutely going to be okay."

Song Shanglu had never been so scared in his life. Even when he saw Lu Qiang lying in a pool of blood that time, he subconsciously felt that he was fine, but this time when he saw Lu Qiang who was completely calm, he was scared from the bottom of his heart. It was so close No matter how far away he dared not go.

"Song Shanglu, why are you moaning?"

"Song Shanglu, does my singing sound good?"

"Song Shanglu, actually I can't sing, I can only write programs, and only a little bit."

"Song Shanglu, I'm quite afraid of you. I'm afraid that you will come and leave forcefully. You are so powerful. I will definitely not be able to force you. I will be the one who will be injured."

"Song Shanglu, I don't seem to have ever said that I like you."

"Song Shanglu, why are you so stupid? Do you think that everyone thinks with the lower body like you? What I pursue is the spiritual world, so I don't go to bars. It's too messy. If I hadn't waited for you before, I would have changed places a long time ago. .”

"Song Shanglu... If there is a next life, you... come to me, okay?"

"Just treat me as... please."

The author has something to say: Jupiter: I never expected to live in the hospital for this reason.

Then there is the real world.

A pot with a pot cover, in fact, I slowly fell in love with it.

Probably because of that strength, but it also depends on the person.

Others may not like it, but your friend doesn't like it. He lacks love. He's stupid. He wants to be needed. He likes it.

muah.

It felt like my body was being hollowed out, and my kidneys were not recovering very well.

I am such a diligent little bee, why don't you give me something.