Desperate

Cen Lu was so excited, he didn't expect the other party to be so proactive, it really took no effort at all.So he also put the salty pig's hand into Lieutenant Zhou's collar very appropriately, and couldn't wait to touch it.

This feeling, the face lost today is worth it.

Just as he was about to go deeper, he suddenly noticed a little wetness on his shoulders.Gentle, cool, slowly flowing on his skin.

Cen Lu suddenly became sober, and the hotness under his body faded a little.He pulled out his hand, gently covered Zhou Pu's soft hair, and stroked slowly.

He asked him: "What's wrong?"

The heartache of the sweetheart seemed to be conveyed through tears, and slowly transported through the skin to Cen Lu's heart, which made him ache too.

It turns out that heartache can resonate.

"Brother...Brother..." Zhou Pushen was speechless and could only call him intermittently. His lips brushed against the warm skin, and it was incredibly soft.

His elder brother, whom he cherished like a treasure, and whom he adored like a god, was hurt unscrupulously by others, torn to pieces and thrown into the abyss, and stepped on.

"What's the matter?" Cen Lu coaxed him softly, "Who made my deep brother unhappy?"

"No..." Zhou Pushen's voice came muffled, and he realized that he was hugging him too tightly. Cen Lu's half-dried hair was resting on the edge of the bed, and he was leaning against the velvet quilt. inside.Zhou Pushen backed away slightly so that Cen Lu could lie down on the pillow.He was just about to get up when someone grabbed his shoulders.

Cen Lu dragged him back to the bed, hugged Zhou Pushen's head back into his arms, his eyes sparkled under the warm yellow light: "If you don't make it clear, you can't leave."

Zhou Pu hugged his waist deeply, and his whole body was wrapped in a soft velvet quilt. The grief and indignation in his heart seemed to be dispelled by the warmth, but he still buried his head in Cen Lu's chest sullenly, refusing to speak.

Cen Lu's Adam's apple was pressed against the top of his head, and he smiled lightly above him: "You think I won't know if you don't speak, huh?"

He stretched out his finger and looked at the scraps of paper that had been spelled together on the table: "Looking through my things randomly, do you know what's wrong?"

"You told me to watch it casually..." came a soft, aggrieved voice.

"Still talking back," Cen Lu laughed, he raised one of Zhou Pushen's hands, reached out to take off his glasses and put them on the bedside, then turned off the light with a "slap", "Sleeping."

The moonlight, as gentle as water, passed through the gauze curtains, and fell loosely on the two people hugging each other on the bed. Zhou Pushen raised his head and looked up a little. Cen Lu's face without glasses looked even more handsome. The gentle gray eyes stared at him without blinking, as if only he could settle there.

as if.

Zhou Pu thought for a while, put his hand on Cen Lu's waist, and mustered up the courage to say, "Brother...don't be sad...just..."

No matter how she spurns you, how she hurts you, how she leaves you, I won't.

I will always stay by your side.

Cen Lu was a little sleepy, the person in his arms was very warm, he hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time.Cen Lu blinked his sleepy eyes: "I know, I'm not sad."

I am not sad because I have you.

I used to be alone, but now I have you.

What was pieced together from the pieces of paper on the table was: "You die early."

Seeing that Cen Lu didn't want to talk more, Zhou Pu knew that he was still sad, so he racked his brains to comfort Cen Lu.His own mother died young and was an impeccably good mother and cannot be used as an example.So Zhou Pu thought deeply for a long time, but still he could only think of what Cen Lu told him before, Cen Lu's own mother.

I don't know if it can be successful with the example of the same person.

Zhou Pushen is both annoyed and thankful now. What is annoyed is that he doesn't have much social life, so he can't find other stories to comfort Cen Lu. Fortunately, Cen Lu has forgotten those things from the past.

"Brother... Don't be sad... When I was young, I had a brother who was very good to me, and his mother was also like this. "

Cen Lu's body froze for a moment, this was the first time he had heard Zhou Pushen talk about his first love with his own ears.

Zhou Pushen carefully observed Cen Lu's expression while speaking: "At that time, I was assigned to guard the prisoners in the prison... that brother was there. Among the many death-row prisoners, he was like... like the god in the sky. moon."

Cen Lu was so angry that he let go of Zhou Pushen's arms.

Zhou Pu thought that he was uncomfortable being hugged by him, so he hurriedly retreated to give him more space: "He is not actually a prisoner...he is...he was framed. Before that, my brother escaped." It took a long time, but he was finally arrested." Zhou Pushen trembled when he said this, "I was reported by my mother."

Cen Lu paused, his near-sighted eyes without glasses were blurred, and he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

He moved closer to Zhou Pushen, seeing the other's trembling expression, Cen Lu was both angry and amused: "I'm comparing myself to that 'brother' of yours, right?"

"No!" Zhou Pu became anxious, fearing that he might misunderstand, the second lieutenant propped up half of his body and looked at him seriously: "I mean...even if his mother is like him, he is still a very good person. Very good, very good. He paused for a moment, and then added as if he was unwilling: "It's very, very good."

Cen Lu was about to die of anger, he stretched out his hand and pulled him back into his arms, just looking at those two obsidian eyes flashing memories, he felt that his heart was soaked in vinegar, so sour pain.

Burned out of reason by jealousy, he put his hand into Zhou Pushen's lapel and asked him, "How good is it, so good that you are willing to die for him?"

Zhou Pu trembled a bit from the disturbing hand on his chest, but he didn't refuse. He grabbed that arm and pressed it against his chest, staring intently into Cen Lu's eyes: "Just a word from him."

In the ends of the earth, there is no regret in everything;

Cen Lu wilted, and the wolf's paws that were originally placed in the second lieutenant's skirt were pulled out.He conceded defeat, and he suffered a crushing defeat. No matter what, he couldn't do something to win people's love.

Zhou Pu loved that person so much that he could die with just one word from him.He knew he was serious, and Zhou Pushen's promise was very important, and he knew it all too well.

In the past, Cen Lu always felt that he was a proud person, even if he wanted to, he would never lose the initiative.But in the face of Zhou Pushen, he was very sober and calmly realized that he had fallen. A heart that had never loved anyone was completely planted on Zhou Pushen.

If you are tempted before the other party, how can you take the initiative?He could only obediently peel off the thorns all over his body, willingly let go of his year-round pride, and became that person's subordinate.

Lying in Zhou Pushen's arms, he silently sketched the contours of Zhou Pushen's face in his heart by the moonlight, from eyebrows, eye sockets, to the bridge of the nose, to the lips that he missed every day.

He thought, now he is lying in his arms, he is the person closest to Zhou Pushen's heart in the whole world.But Zhou Pushen was so good, so good that he fell into the quagmire and couldn't extricate himself, but it wasn't him who was pretending in his heart.

Cen Lu's eyes became hot. In order not to let Zhou Pushen see it, he buried his head into the man's warm and generous chest for the first time, grabbed his collar and kept shaking.

He even wants to blame Zhou Pushen now, since he has his own, why should he be so kind to him, why should he let himself like him.

When a person walked alone in the ice and snow for too long, suddenly a person who handed him a torch came and warmed his frozen hands with his fiery hands, how could he let go again.

How could he be willing to blame him.

Zhou Pu deeply felt the trembling of the people around him. He put his arms around Cen Lu's shoulders and lowered his head to look at his face, but was frightened by a strange scolding and dared not move any more.

Cen Lu tried his best to hide the crying in his throat: "Don't watch! Sleep!"

So Zhou Pushen stopped moving, just hugged him quietly, and the two fell asleep hugging each other in the dark night.

When Liang Qian knocked on the door and came in, Dou Huaiye was modifying the pipeline map of "Hemera".

Liang Qian rarely wore a wide-brimmed hat, and was wearing a formal military uniform. The straight military uniform outlined the man's figure even more straight. Like the handsome sun god Apollo.

Dou Huaiye looked up at him, and then continued to draw the blueprint as if he hadn't seen him: "What's the matter, the flower peacock with its tail open."

Liang Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he winked at the woman, thinking he was charming: "Tomorrow there will be a refugee welcoming ceremony, I will wear this outfit specially to show you, does it look good?" The badges she wears jingle.

Dou Huaiye didn't even raise his head: "Well, it's pretty. Ping Junhua is none other than you."

"You didn't even look at it." Liang Qian said angrily, "You should dress up too, we're going to walk the red carpet tomorrow."

"I'm not as free as you." Dou Huaiye kept his hands on his hands, "Just wear a military uniform."

Liang Qian curled his lips, originally he wanted to take Dou Huaiye to buy a skirt after get off work, but now he was frustrated, so he simply saved the money.

He turned to leave.

"Stop." Dou Huaiye's voice stopped him, and Liang Qian turned around happily: "Have you changed your mind, little beauty?"

"Of course not." Dou Huaiye knocked on the table, "I want to ask you why you haven't seen Xiao Ling recently."

Liang Qian's expression didn't change, she still smiled calmly: "I fired her, as an assistant, just recruit another one."

The pencil in Dou Huaiye's hand froze. She looked at Liang Qian with an expression of disbelief: "Why did you fire my assistant? Didn't you still tell her to watch me? This is where things broke out?"

Liang Qian looked at her steadily, with a malicious light in her peach-like eyes: "She made you unhappy, so I am also unhappy."

Dou Huaiye was stunned, Liang Qian immediately smiled brightly again, it seemed that the person with the cold expression just now was just her own illusion.

Her face darkened: "Liang Qian, I warn you, no matter what evil ideas you are planning, stop it as soon as possible."

Liang Qian took off her hat, and looked at her pitifully with her two slender eyes: "What the hell can I think of, so this is the kind of person I am in the eyes of the little beauty."

Dou Huaiye didn't want to waste words with him anymore, so he waved his hand to let him go: "Go away, don't meddle with the people in my office in the future."

Liang Qian pouted and walked away.

Dou Huaiye received a courier at home that night.It was a bright red dress with a generous style and a close-fitting cut. The color was like the first rose in May. It was both delicate and pure.Dou Huaiye picked up the perfume card attached to the skirt, and Liang Qian's flamboyant notes were clearly in his eyes:

Little beauty, I'm sorry to make you angry today.It was my fault, this dress should be an apology gift for you.

For a pretty girl like Little Beauty, she still needs to dress up for formal occasions.

Looking forward to seeing you in this dress tomorrow.

Dou Huaiye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he picked up the expensive skirt and compared it to his body, unexpectedly it fit.

Dou Huaiye realized something, her ears turned red, and she cursed in a low voice: "Sex/wolf." Picking up the perfume card, she was about to throw it into the trash can.

But I found that there was also writing on the back.

Liang Qian wrote a series of lingering words with a pen - I will always be your servant.

The author says:

Ouch, I slammed on the brakes