He is from a fighting nation

Wu Liang didn't know anything about Zhou Xiangwan's endlessly turning brain circuits. He was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, sitting on the edge of the bed, listening to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and staring at the void. I'm distracted.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, loudly and fiercely. Wu Liang stood up with a serious look on his face. He hadn't decided whether to open it or not. Hearing a beep, the door opened automatically.

Holding a spare key card in his hand, Zhou Xiangwan strode in. When he saw Wu Liang wearing a bathrobe, his eyes turned red. He slammed the door shut and said loudly, "Wu Liang, you and Did he do it!!!"

Wu Liang was completely puzzled, and frowned, "Zhou Xiangwan, why are you crazy?"

The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of water and faint music could be heard from inside—it must be Little Teddy taking a bath in it!

Wu Liang smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Zhou Xiangwan's body, took a step back vigilantly, and said, "How much wine did you drink? Where's Qian Meng? Why doesn't he care about you?"

Zhou Xiangwan pressed forward step by step, like a wolf hunting, "I ask you, did you do it with him?"

Wu Liang was cornered by Zhou Xiangwan, raised his eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "No. He has already left. You drank too much, calm down."

"You lied to me." Zhou Xiangwan suddenly picked up Wu Liang and threw it on the bed, pressing down to tear off the bathrobe, "I want to check."

"Why do you?! Get out of here!"

Wu Liang felt extremely humiliated and frightened, and crawled forward on all fours. While struggling in confusion, he raised his leg and kicked Zhou Xiangwan, rolled from the side of the bed to the ground, ran to the door, and twisted the doorknob in panic. , Zhou Xiangwan's eyes were red, he tore off his tie in twos and twos, and walked towards Wu Liang.

Wu Liang twisted it and didn't open it. Before turning around, Zhou Xiangwan twisted his arm, pinched his neck and pressed him on the bed facing the bed. The white bed was dented by a large piece.

"Zhou Xiangwan, I didn't do anything with him! Can you fucking stop being like a mad dog!"

Zhou Xiangwan looked at the struggling person below him, wondering if he was being pressed down like this just now, and was dazzled by jealousy, and tied Wu Liang's hands behind him with a tie in two or three times. The black tie Tighten it, squeezed into the snow-white skin, Zhou Xiangwan kneaded the back of Wu Liang's neck, chuckled, and whispered in his ear: "Then do you like Teddy or Mad Dog?"

Wu Liang turned his back to Zhou Xiangwan, his face was pressed against the soft pillow, his heart was pounding, he said anxiously and quickly: "Are you saying you are my friend? No one would do that to his friend, Let me go, Zhou Xiangwan, let's discuss it, there must be some misunderstanding."

"There is no misunderstanding," Zhou Xiangwan bit Wu Liang's earlobe, and said hoarsely: "Du Feng said you can't date anyone else, why? Why don't you have sex with your beloved little Teddy? Do you have hemorrhoids?!"

Wu Liang: "..."

Wu Liang was speechless for a moment, and scolded: "Damn cute little Teddy! Zhou Xiangwan, what are you pretending to be in your head?! You crazy... let me go!"

Wu Liang has always maintained that he rarely swears, which made Zhou Xiangwan even more excited.He stroked Wu Liang's back along his spine like a cat, and said, "I'm crazy. Tell me, or I'll find out the answer myself."

Wu Liang's head was pressed on the pillow by Zhou Xiangwan, he didn't know what it was like to be fucked by a dog, but now he felt that he would soon be humiliated by a dog, so he said aggrievedly: "Wait! I am hemorrhoids, are you satisfied, Zhou Shao, calm down, let me go first..."

Zhou Xiangwan turned a deaf ear and continued to grope, "Oh. Let me see what hemorrhoids look like."

Wu Liang: "..." How could there be such a person!

Wu Liang's bathrobe was almost peeled off by Zhou Xiangwan, and his cold fingers pressed against him. He was so frightened that he couldn't even tell the memory from the reality. The free palm was like a nightmare, and it was getting darker and darker. The time stretches until it overlaps with the hand of childhood, the same posture, the same weakness, unable to break free, nowhere to escape, only despair engulfs him like the sea.

"Zhou Xiangwan..." Wu Liang shook his head, big tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and from the depths of his throat let out a moan like a beast, as if he was about to collapse, "Don't touch me."

Zhou Xiangwan suddenly woke up.

Like a thunderbolt, in just a split second, all kinds of past lives, with extremely terrifying images, smashed into his mind-everything he can't ask for, all love and parting, all stem from his own self-inflicted, he is a neuropathy, and neuropathy should not be close to anyone.

He got up in a panic, folded the quilt on Wu Liang's body, and turned him over into a snow-white ball.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Xiangwan wiped the sweat and tears off Wu Liang's face indiscriminately, and hurriedly untied his tie, "I can't help it. I just can't help it. You're right, I have no self-control at all, sorry, I'm a mad dog, I'm crazy, don't cry, I'm sorry."

Wu Liang sniffed and said hoarsely, "Go out."

"Okay." Zhou Xiangwan got out of bed, walked a few steps, seemed to have thought of something, then turned around and opened the bathroom door, and the steam hit his face, Zhou Xiangwan froze suddenly.

The bathroom was foggy, with soothing music playing, water overflowed from the edge of the bathtub, and stacked small bubbles flowed all over the floor.

But there was no one inside.

Wu Liang clenched his fists at the corner of the bed and said, "I was just about to take a shower. He has indeed left. If you don't believe me, you can call West to confirm."

Zhou Xiangwan stood there awkwardly, and he didn't know where to put his hands into fists by his legs, and said, "...Did you have fun with him today?"

Wu Liang stared at Zhou Xiangwan for a long time, and said, "I just want to give you an explanation, because you are very annoying."

"Oh." Zhou Xiangwan looked at Wu Liang cautiously, and said, "Then...are we still friends?"

Wu Liang's hair was messed up, but his expression was unprecedentedly serious, "Zhou Xiangwan, do you have thoughts about me?"

"I..." Zhou Xiangwan was dumbfounded by the question.

Zhou Xiangwan had a one-night stand, a lover, and a wife, but he had no lover.He has had family, friendship, and only love. He doesn't know what it's like.Therefore, he didn't know whether he liked Wu Liang or not.

"You don't need to answer," Wu Liang interrupted him, "If you like me, then I can't like you. We are two kinds of people, and there will be no good results."

Wu Liang shook his swollen and swollen wrist, and said solemnly: "Besides, I don't want to be killed by you for no reason."

This sentence is really sad.Zhou Xiangwan heard the words, the blood on his face faded, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."

"If you don't mean that to me, it's fine. I misunderstood." Wu Liang took a deep breath, "Zhou Xiangwan, please cherish Qian Meng. You can go, and stay away from me in the future."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Can I... I won't bother you anymore after the Chinese New Year."

Wu Liang said, "Why?"

Zhou Xiangwan hesitated and said, "The dream I had...you were killed during Chinese New Year."

Wu Liang: "..."

Zhou Xiangwan thought in his heart: "Oh no, he must think that I have not only mania but also paranoia. It is more neurotic than neurotic. No one wants to be friends with the second party of neurosis."

Wu Liang was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and said, "I will take care of myself. You can go."

"..."

Zhou Xiangwan took a deep look at Wu Liang, picked up the door card on the ground, opened the door and went out.

Zhou Xiangwan returned to the room restlessly, and the sensor light intelligently turned on, and it was bright white, making people upset.

He pretended that nothing happened, as usual, after taking a shower for more than an hour, he felt very hot when he came out, so he lay directly on the cold tiles, his mind was buzzing, as if thinking a lot, and like Think nothing of it.

Qian Meng walked in with the supper in his hand, and was taken aback by Zhou Xiangwan, who was standing upright on the floor tiles, thinking that he had been assassinated. He threw down the supper, and when he picked up Zhou Xiangwan, there was an earth-shattering howl of ghosts and wolves, "Young Master Zhou! , Wake up! What's wrong with you!"

The mask that Zhou Xiangwan had just put on was shaken off with a bang.

Zhou Xiangwan squeezed the mask, looked at Qian Meng blankly, and continued to lie down on the ground, "I just want to calm down."

Qian Meng: "Are you sober? Got into a fight with Wu Liang again?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xiangwan paused, hesitantly said: "Qian Meng, what does it mean to like someone?"

Qian Meng thought for a while, then said plainly: "Be nice to her, don't let her suffer."

Zhou Xiangwan stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking: "But I only have hurt, jealousy, and possession towards him... Then I probably don't like him."

Qian Meng scratched his head and said, "Mr. Wu just came over and told me that his flight is tomorrow morning. Let me tell you."

"Oh."

Zhou Xiangwan responded, and said in his heart: "Of course I have to leave quickly, it's best to stay away from me, he always thinks I'm annoying. That's good, so I don't get in the way." Zhou Xiangwan thought this way, but became more and more unhappy , His eyelashes are very long, and when they hang down, they cover the eyelids like a small fan, and his slender index finger unconsciously wraps around a strand of golden hair, like a big cucumber girl with a spring heart.

Qian Meng knew Zhou Xiangwan very well, he liked to play with his hair when he was wronged, and if he held it in for a while, he would turn into a raging rage and demolish the house.He was happy at first, but now he dare not even eat supper, because he has a worse news to tell Zhou Xiangwan.

"Well... Young Master Zhou, do you still remember that the day after tomorrow is your Zhou Dong's birthday? Zhou Dong asked you to go back to the Lord's house. He said... If you don't go, you will never come back." Qian Meng said, protecting himself Supper, staring at Zhou Xiangwan's side face tremblingly.

Zhou's family has a great business and has accumulated momentum for a hundred years, involving a lot of military, business and government affairs.It was the late Qing Dynasty when the Zhou family moved up to five generations. Comprador merchants started their business. I don’t know whether it was due to nature or good luck. Since then, every generation of family owners can accurately predict the situation and take advantage of the situation.The fall of the Qing Dynasty moved to Hong Kong, the Anti-Japanese War partnered with the Soviet Union, the World War II went to the United States, and the land reform hid in Switzerland. Grandpa Zhou Xiangwan’s generation was catching up with the reform and opening up, and sent Zhou Jianlin back to China.The industry and descendants are all over the world. Earning more money and having more children is the ancestral motto passed down by the Zhou family. If a person does not give birth to ten sons, he is worthless. Therefore, the master’s family has all kinds of monsters and ghosts. The gathering of more than [-] illegitimate children from all over the world was enough to make Zhou Xiangwan explode a hundred times in place.

Qian Mengben was ready for Zhou Xiangwan to anger him, but Zhou Xiangwan just nodded calmly and said, "Got it. I'll go back. I'll go and get my mother's ashes back."

What is more terrifying than a manic Zhou Xiangwan is a reasonable Zhou Xiangwan.Qian Meng said awkwardly: "Young Master Zhou, don't be so calm, I'm afraid."

Zhou Xiangwan's hatred for Zhou Jianlin had long since ended in his previous life. He especially cherished the time of hard work and didn't want to waste his energy on people who had nothing to do with him.He smiled abruptly and said, "Don't worry, I won't quarrel with them."

Qian Meng didn't speak, and thought: "Of course you won't quarrel. Your ancestors made them into Russian sausages directly, okay?"

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①: Although the summary has already been written, the funny words must be said twice.

Rumor refutation: Wu Liang's old chrysanthemum is very good!The author does not allow the protagonist in his works to have hemorrhoids!