Desperate

When Zhou Pushen returned to the nursing home, Dr. Wu happened to be pulling out the infusion needle for Cen Lu.

Cen Lu did not know when he woke up, and was leaning on the bed to thank Dr. Wu politely. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Pushen coming in, but there were outsiders around, so he couldn't be too intimate.

Zhou Pushen couldn't wait to let go of the swing door, and he wanted to walk in as soon as he lifted his foot.

"Be careful!" Cen Lu suddenly said, and Zhou Pushen realized that the spring door he had loosened had bounced back at some point, almost hitting the back of his head.

"How reckless." Although Cen Lu looked weak, his eyes looking at Zhou Pushen were still gentle as usual.

Zhou Pushen turned his head and closed the door. The moment he put the latch on, Zhou Pushen's hand stopped on the door suddenly.

He suddenly felt that when Cen Lu yelled that sentence just now, it seemed that he was before he let go of the spring door.

He looked back at Cen Lu. Cen Lu was talking to Dr. Wu, with his hands folded on the quilt, and he didn't intend to stare at him intently.

Zhou Pu shook his head deeply, this is too absurd, it must be his own illusion.

"...What do you want to see Mr. An, I will convey it to 'Father' for you." Dr. Wu calmly threw the discarded infusion tube into the trash can, "Don't eat spicy food for two days, Don't catch a cold, please have a good rest." While speaking, he seemed to cast a deep glance at Zhou Pu, who had already come to the bedside.

Zhou Pushen's ears turned red.He looked awkwardly at the other neatly made bed in the double room.

Cen Lu was very calm, he just straightened his glasses with his hand: "One more thing...Mr. Lu, he..."

"Don't worry, we will keep your current physical condition completely secret from the opponent." Dr. Wu smiled slightly, "It is our responsibility as the competition party to ensure the fairness of the competition."

"However," he suddenly leaned down and winked at Cen Lu slyly, "Because I admire Mr. Cen very much, I can reveal a little information about the match that day."

Cen Lu pressed the cotton on the needle hole to stop the bleeding: "All ears."

"My lord is very interested in the combat power of both sides this time." Dr. Wu blinked at Cen Lu, "It's been a long time since two outstanding challengers have appeared, and they have won a lot of sponsorship for your lord, so Your Excellency decided to abandon the old venue outside during the final and build a new venue entirely."

"That gymnasium is underground." Doctor Wu unhurriedly lined up Cen Lu's medicines: "In the maze-like tunnel, there are many rooms that will bring surprises to the two of you. In space, it would be very interesting if there was a gun battle." Dr. Wu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his gray hair and his decent smile made him look like a handsome old gentleman.

"Really." Cen Lu didn't say much, but just thanked him lightly: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness."

"It's okay." Doctor Wu patted the man's thin shoulder unintentionally, then leaned closer and said softly, "After all, I bet you to win."

It wasn't until Dr. Wu left the room that Cen Lu relaxed his tense shoulders. He gave Zhou Pushen a tired smile, took off his glasses and waved to him: "Xiao Shen, come here."

Zhou Pushen walked over with kindness, and Ren Cenlu took off his coat tacitly, turned over on the bed and hugged him tightly.

Cen Lu's body was very hot, the two of them were wrapped in the quilt, and the continuous heat gradually warmed Zhou Pu's cool cheeks.

He touched Cen Lu's forehead: "It's not burning anymore."

"That's right." Cen Lu imitated him and touched his forehead, "Doctor Wu has a few tricks."

"Brother," Zhou Pushen said with concern in his close eyes, "What is his purpose in disclosing the venue information to us?"

Cen Lu yawned sleepily in the man's arm: "Didn't you hear what he said, he said he bet us to win."

"Can……"

"It doesn't matter, he seems to really support us, no matter whether he has good intentions or not." Cen Lu followed Zhou Pushen's lip line all the way down: "I have a hunch."

Zhou Pushen shook his messy hand: "Based on what?"

Unexpectedly, such a nonsensical question made Cen Lu stunned. He continued to laugh, and said with some uncertainty: "His expression? The atmosphere at that time? Anyway, it's different from pure intuition... Like..."

Before he finished speaking, he yawned again.

It's like, all kinds of unknown things are gradually formed into probabilistic models that can be analyzed in his head, and all he needs to do is to input parameters step by step according to the instructions of the model.

He frowned. Although Dr. Wu had reduced his fever, he did not cure his headache.The headache that had recurred over the past year seemed to have finally taken root in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it anymore.

But Cen Lu didn't want to tell Zhou Pushen.

So he decided to divert his attention.

Cen Lu blinked his slender glasses deeply at Zhou Pu, stretched out his hand and pulled away the strap of the bathrobe, the white and flawless swan neck was revealed with the open bathrobe, and the man's movements and expressions were full of silent invitation.

Zhou Pushen was stunned, and stretched out his hand to fasten the belt for him again, and reached out to turn off the light: "You are still sick."

Cen Lu was a little depressed, curled up and pushed himself into the man's arms: "But I think so."

"I can't even think about it." Zhou Pushen taught the person in his arms a lesson, and suddenly felt a different kind of fun.Usually Cen Lu always educates himself, but it is rare to see Cen Lu's wayward appearance.

Zhou Pu felt itchy when he thought of this, but he still forcibly suppressed these dangerous thoughts with reason.

He hugged the person in his arms even tighter, and kissed the top of his hair lightly: "Hey, go to bed early and get better soon."

Don't worry me so much anymore.

A long silence spread in the dark night.

The silence lasted so long, so long that Zhou Pushen thought Cen Lu was asleep, but he himself couldn't fall asleep anyway. His uncle's words lingered in his mind for a long time, keeping him awake at night.

Every time he wants to close his eyes, he thinks of Lu Jingsong's words: "Your little boyfriend must have experienced more."

Zhou Pushen would immediately wake up from his stupor, his heart beating so fast that he was almost afraid that Cen Lu, who was in his arms, would be woken up.

When Zhou Pushen's heart beat faster for the fifth time, he suddenly heard Cen Lu ask softly in the dark:

"Xiao Shen, have we met before?"

I don't know if it was because of the blurred vision in the dark, but Zhou Pushen suddenly felt that the words that the always confident Cen Lu just asked were so fragile, as if they were like a piece of porcelain that was already full of cracks. It broke.

Liang Qian's words still ring in my ears: "As soon as he thinks about it, you have to go."

Zhou Pushen has always taken this sentence as a premise.

Maybe it was because after five years of searching for him, he was already physically and mentally exhausted. When he heard about Liang Qian's news, he was so desperate that he agreed to all the other's requests, just to see him once. .

But... is this really fair to my brother?

This lengthy silence hurt Cen Lu's heart. He felt like Pandora full of curiosity. He was always full of curiosity before opening the magic box, but after he opened the box, he began to worry about the coming disaster.

For example, the relationship between him and Zhou Pushen ended here.

Cen Lu felt that he couldn't bear this possibility, and even thinking about it in his head made him breathless in pain, so he regretted it, and the eloquent man could only remedy it clumsily at this moment: "If it's not convenient for you to say Needless to say."

I can pretend not to care.

I can pretend I don't know.

Just to make this dream last longer.

But Cen Lu clearly heard a soft sigh next to his ear, followed by a man's extremely gentle voice: "Yes."

And I've loved you ever since.

This is the first time Cen Lu has seen An Fulin's ability.

This young man, who usually can't even wear clothes well, seems to be a completely different person when repairing the machine. The main machine is connected to the side. He will use a wrench to twist the spider-like wire left and right, and then turn his head away. Type two lines of code.

At this moment, he seemed to have encountered some difficulty, frowning and sitting obediently on the sofa on the viewing platform, without saying a word to the blue lake.

Sure enough, as Dr. Wu said, I don't know how he persuaded "father" and Lu Jingsong, and a elusive person like An Fulin suddenly appeared in his life.Cen Lu likes to get along with him very much, not only because the flashing fragments in his memory made him believe that he had seen this child before, An Fulin is always very close to him, as long as he comes every day, he will follow him every step of the way Even Zhou Pushen grinned at him when he came to deliver food to the two of them.

"Why, have you encountered a problem?" Cen Lu lowered his head and read two lines, then took his mouse, and scrolled to read the entire page: "Here," Cen Lu pointed to a line of glowing blue font: "Parameters Misplaced."

An Fulin patted his head in frustration, like a middle school student who hadn't solved a linear equation in two variables.Logically speaking, the more than 2000 lines of code required several tests to find the error, but Cen Lu found the problem almost instantly.

An Fulin hit enter to delete the wrong line, and his sad face was reflected on Lan Yingying's screen.

Zhou Pushen came to the observation deck with a plate of freshly cut fruit to find the two of them.

Almost as soon as the elevator door opened, Cen Lu said with a smile before he turned his head, "Xiao Shen, you are here."

Zhou Pu was stunned for a moment, but he walked over to Cen Lu as if he didn't care, and turned his favorite orange to his side: "Brother, eat more."

An Fulin put down the things in his hands unhappily, strode over, sat down between the two of them, and stared at Zhou Pushen fiercely.

Cen Lu couldn't help laughing, so he had no choice but to hand him the orange in his hand: "Can I give it to you?"

So An Fulin was complacent, and gave Zhou Pu a deep look in a majestic way, peeled off the orange peel and gnawed it voraciously, and soon his face was full of orange juice.

Zhou Pushen was very dissatisfied with his behavior: "He ate more than the recruits who ran five kilometers in the barracks."

Seeing the jealousy on his face, Cen Lu rubbed his brows helplessly: "You two are like this all day long, so you don't feel tired."

Zhou Pu took a deep look at him, his black eyes filled with tenderness.He reached over An Fulin, pinched the back of Cen Lu's neck, and massaged him slowly and gently: "Yes, I'm just not happy."

"you really……"

Zhou Pushen took out a piece of chocolate from his arms as if conjuring, and quietly handed it to Cen Lu from behind while An Fulin was buried in the watermelon.

He whispered: "This is a snack for my brother, others." He glanced at An Fulin childishly, "None."

Cen Lu smiled, that smile was full of sweetness and indulgence, he politely pushed aside the chocolate wrapper, brought it to his mouth but stopped.

Zhou Pu felt strange: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Cen Lu said with a smile, but the candy wrapper did not move away from his nose, he stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he turned very slowly, and seemed to be walking steadily towards the bathroom.

There was thick blood, one drop, two drops, very slowly fell on the chocolate candy paper.Cen Lu walked around carefully, not to let Zhou Pushen behind him see him.

His lover sat in a clear lake, looking at his departing figure with love.