Desperate

Zhou Pushen originally thought that bedside fights between lovers, telling his brother to beat him or scold him, would be the end of the matter if he got angry.

But when he was taken out of the room with his clothes, Captain Zhou realized the seriousness of the contradiction.

Cen Lu mercilessly closed the door, not forgetting to say something to him at the end:

"Zhou Pushen, if you want to spoil yourself, no one can stop you."

Before the man had time to defend himself, he saw the door being shut tightly.

Just like the door of his heart.

The next few days were really tough.

Cen Lu seems to be very busy. Ever since that big quarrel, I don’t know if he is deliberately avoiding Zhou Pushen. He leaves early and returns late every day. of various symbols.

Cen Lu still lived in his room, and he didn't specifically prevent Zhou Pushen from going to bed, but this time he became Cen Lu, who had tasted the sweetness a few times at first, and coyly wooed others. But all of them were poured with a basin of cold water to cool their hearts, livers and lungs.

The warm body that made Zhou Pushen toss and turn in the past was beside him, but he didn't even dare to tease him.

Cen Lu slept comfortably, lying flat on the small steel wire bed in a "big" shape, with his arms mostly resting on the wrong place, causing the victim's face to turn red.After a long time, Zhou Pu couldn't help being a little suspicious. He had never seen the other party sleep so badly when they shared the same bed before, and it seemed to be intentional.

So in the middle of the night, when that hand was placed on his thigh for the third time, Zhou Pu took off his clothes as smoothly as possible, from the button of the pajamas to the elastic waistband. He was kicked off the bed when he was halfway off, with a sentence: "Zhou Pushen, if you are not honest, you will go sleep on the floor."

Zhou Pushen only felt that steel could be made from a hundred refinements, and a thousand patiences would become a Buddha. If he continued to endure like this, he might turn into a fairy.

The man was really helpless, so he turned his head and came up with a bad idea. Since the experts came, Deputy Team Zhou, who had been in the morning every day, suddenly forged ahead one morning and joined the morning training of the fifth team.For a while, the elites of the Marine Corps were in danger, not knowing what kind of demon the moody leading cadres were going to do recently.

After running into the forest path, Captain Zhou "naturally" fell to the back, reached out and patted the junior soldier in the fifth unit: "Meng Wangsong, come out."

Meng Wangsong was sweating profusely from running, and the sweat soaked through his vest. He wiped the sweat off his face: "Instructor, are you looking for me?"

Instructor Zhou, who was always upright, seemed a little hesitant at the moment: "Come out, I have something to ask you."

"Oh." Meng Wangsong didn't think much about it, and followed Zhou Pushen after three steps and two steps, but if he knew what the master was going to talk to him next, even if he was killed, he would have the soles of his feet. The anointed ran away.

After walking into the depths of the forest, Zhou Pushen made sure carefully that no one saw them, and then asked:

"Look at Song, have you ever played with your friends?"

Meng Kansong was taken aback for a moment, then blushed suddenly: "No...no."

Zhou Pu looked deeply at his guilty expression and narrowed his eyes: "Tell the truth."

"Instructor, I really don't have one." Meng Kansong said honestly.

"Really? I thought..." Zhou Pushen stopped talking suddenly.

Meng Kansong fell silent.

Zhou Pushen complained incessantly in his heart, he was really ill and rushed to the doctor recently, he even forgot the part about Kansong on the submarine, and now he was afraid that he brought up his sad things again, which really made him feel ashamed to give him Apologizing, seems to backfire again.

The man cleared his throat in embarrassment: "Look at Song..."

"I know, instructor, I'm fine." Meng Kansong could still force a smile, "I just had nothing to do with... Chunxie before, it was all caused by children."

But he didn't dare to think about how much sincerity was hidden in that person's crying, making trouble and hanging himself.

Every time he thinks about it, Meng Kansong's heart hurts.

He could only quickly relieve the breathless heartache with a joke: "What's the matter, instructor, why do you have time to care about the emotional problems of your subordinates? Could it be that something happened to me, haha."

Meng Kansong swears, what he said was just a cheap one.Who doesn't know that Professor Cen came all the way from the imperial capital to the front line for the sake of the instructors, and he also listened to the room for one night, knowing that he was mixed with honey, he was almost forced to give him a needle's eye.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, the other party really fell silent.

The sun shines on Zhou Pushen's face through the sparse and bright branches, forming spots of light one by one, clearly outlining the man's resolute face. Rao Meng couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Song Shi was so straight that he couldn't be straighter. Well, with such a face, can Professor Cen bear it?

Admitting the love of children in front of outsiders always makes men somewhat reluctant. Zhou Pu dawdled for a long time before he gave a reluctant "hmm".

Meng Kansong was dumbfounded, his eyeballs were about to fall off. He was not only surprised by the conflict between the two, but even more surprised that Zhou Pushen would discuss this matter with him. Surprised: "You... really have a problem?"

The man's emotions were on the verge of becoming angry, and he almost raised his fist after hearing this: "Try asking again?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Meng Wangsong is sure now that the good guy doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages. It seems that there are not only conflicts between the two, but also irreconcilable ones.

He boldly glanced at the restless man again, and was shocked to find that this man had been as tense as an iron wall recently, and there were two pimples on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, which slightly damaged the man's flawless skin.

Reminiscent of the long silence in the room next door, Meng Wangsong slapped his head and suddenly realized.

I'm afraid it's not suffocating.

"Instructor," Meng Wangsong knew that he would be beaten, but this was too new. He couldn't help it: "You were kicked out of bed, right?"

Zhou Pushen didn't expect this kid to be so nasty. Although this was the trigger, he didn't even think about sharing the incident on the bed. He kicked Meng Wangsong's ass with a flying kick: "Kick him down!" Bed? I will kick you into the river right now!"

It seems so.

Meng Kansong clutched his sore buttocks, moved by the trust of the leaders of the organization, and even came to consult him with this kind of question, so it can be seen that he regarded him as one of his own: "Instructor, although I have never experienced that kind of sex between men. This kind of thing, you can think about it, you can't leave it, if you don't want to be soft, you can do it hard, if there is any big thing that can't be solved in bed, Professor Cen flew to this kind of poor place because of you, I must accept it in my heart Believe me." Meng Kansong smiled maliciously, patting his muscular chest loudly: "You have been wronged for the past two days, and you are comfortable serving people, so you don't have any problems. solved."

Zhou Pushen looked at the beaming faces of the people, and suddenly began to regret asking him for consultation. He felt that he was really full, so why not come to this unreliable person.

He turned away.

"Hey, hey, don't go." Meng Kansong followed immediately. He thought about what he said wrong just now, and suddenly slapped his head: "Could it be that you are..."

Zhou Pushen raised his foot again, clacking with both hands.

Meng Wangsong looked at the appearance of the black-faced god, and dared not speak. Just as he began to think carefully about what went wrong, the person opposite sighed and decided to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor:

"Of course I don't doubt his heart, but I don't know how to get along with him even though everyone is here." After passing the barrier in my heart, it seems that this matter is not so difficult to say.

The unreliable young man realized the seriousness of the matter: "It's really a quarrel."

"It's okay to quarrel so much," Zhou Pu said with a deep wry smile, "He doesn't even talk to me, so why bother?"

This is the Cold War, Meng Kansong sighed in his heart, and after thinking about it, he could only think of one possibility. Zhou Pushen’s return to the team three months ago was really strange: "Instructor, tell the truth, did you do something?" I'm sorry about the family's affairs?"

Zhou Pu stared at him deeply, and then nodded after a long while.

Meng Kansong fell silent.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. It seemed that only in this way could he regain his courage: "If it's really a misunderstanding, you'd better untie it as soon as possible."

"It's not a misunderstanding," Zhou Pushen looked away helplessly, "It's indeed my fault."

"Then just admit your mistake and show your attitude to the other party. If he doesn't want to listen, lie to him and force him to listen until he listens to you."

Don't be like me.

Zhou Pushen looked at Meng Wangsong's suddenly gloomy expression, and knew that the child was serious.

He sighed: "Wan Song...don't think too much about it."

"Instructor, I always favored you in the past, and felt that you paid a lot between the two of us." Meng Kansong looked up at him without any fear: "But after getting in touch with him for a while, Professor Cen is a nice person. You are sincere too, don't let others down."

"The promise that should be given should be given when the time comes. Don't make people always worry about it."

Zhou Pu listened deeply to his words, looking thoughtful.

After the big troop circled, they were about to return to their original place, and both of them could hear the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Meng Wangsong wiped out all the thoughts in his mind, but at the moment he became anxious, and wanted to run away after rubbing oil on his feet: "Instructor...that's all I want to say, I'm going back to the team."

Zhou Pushen didn't stop him, just nodded slightly.

Meng Wangsong walked out two steps, then turned around and came back.It happened that a drop of morning dew on the leaves was overwhelmed, and it dripped on the side of the young man's face like tears:

"Some words, some people, if you can't grasp it, it will be a lifetime."