From Body to Love

This is their usual way of getting along.

Don't talk to each other.

He dropped his eyes.

He held his head high.

He was direct and clear, and he loved him.

He is light and evasive, timid and sincere.

He pursues love.

He is cowardly and loves.

The night is getting darker and darker. Only one heart is still bright. Guze said, "sleep."

He lay down and put his hand over his eyes.

Then he went back to the small bed opposite, turned sideways and stared at his figure.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind roared outside, and the old air conditioner roared. There was not much heat and some noise. Guze simply turned off the air conditioner.

Suddenly I heard a very low whining sound.

He approached Meng Fu's bed quietly.

"Cold." Unconsciously said a sentence in the dream.

Meng Fu shrunk into a ball. He didn't know what dream he had. His forehead was covered with sweat.

Yes, the quilt is really thin. In mid October, Qin people are cold. Most people will feel good, but Meng Fu, he is too weak.

It was too late to go to the landlord again. Guze took his quilt and covered Meng Fu.

He sat at the head of the bed and bent over to listen to what Meng Fu could say.

Later, it was quiet, mostly because it was warmer.

He printed a Wen on his forehead, then went out to smoke on the balcony until about 5:30. He returned to his room and took back his quilt. He knew Meng Fu's biological clock and would wake up soon.

In the morning, he went out to buy breakfast as usual.

Before Lin Feng got up, he leaned on the bed and watched Meng Fu wash. He sat on the bed and read the book that Gu Ze put at the head of his bed last night.

"Your boyfriend is very kind to you." A sigh of no reason.

"... he's not my boyfriend."

He quietly turned a page to hide the turbulence in his heart.

"I don't discriminate against sex. You don't need to be so careful. I saw it last night. He covered you with the quilt on his bed and ran to the balcony to stand all night. He's so jealous that he won't allow me to talk to you. " Lin Feng began to dress up as he said.

He continued to nag, "it's a little strange. He looks like a rich man. How can he live in such a place?"

I can't read any more.

The white fingertip pinched a corner of the page.

So plain, "who knows, who knows why he came here."

Who knows why he likes himself.

Who knows why he doesn't go and follow himself. Who knows what that means?

Lin Feng said better. After cleaning himself up, he set out, "I'm going to travel. I don't know if I'll see you when I come back in the evening. Bye!"

He waved goodbye to Meng Fu. When he went downstairs, he saw Gu Ze coming up with breakfast.

Gu Ze stopped Lin Feng and warned solemnly, "don't provoke him."

"Brother, I, I really have no hostility." Lin Feng hugged, "I, I didn't talk to him. I don't like men. I'm a straight man." And clap your chest as a guarantee.

Then he hurriedly ran downstairs.

"You..."

At dinner, Meng Fu stopped talking. He went to the balcony and looked. It was really a cigarette butts on the ground. The man really stood there all night just to give him another quilt.

"What's the matter?" Asked Guze.

He shook his head. "It's okay."

"Would you like to go to your aunt's house first this morning?"

"What are you doing there? My aunt won't give me back the money." He seemed to be open. When he said these, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.

Probably didn't expect that meager family affection to bring him some warmth.

"I'll get your 200000 back for you. The check is under Xiaoyi's flowerpot. The rest of the money will come back if you are willing to file a lawsuit. However, it doesn't matter whether you want to come back or not. After all, you see who your aunt is. "

"No, my aunt won't give it."

I don't want to go to court. After all, I'm still an aunt, a consanguineous aunt. I just didn't expect Guze to help him ask for the 200000.

After pondering for a moment, Guze expressed his concerns, "Meng Fu, Ye Yan is not on business. It should be restricted by your aunt. I don't know why your aunt will lock Ye Yan up at this time. I thought, "would you like to go and have a look?"

I felt strange. I wanted to find Ye Yan myself, but I'd better let Meng Fu ask some things in person.

Maybe

It's not what he thought

There will be countless conjectures, countless ruthless rain, cold clothes ironing his skin, and finally, out of the door, Guze pulled him.

Frown slightly and don't understand its meaning.

Wriggling his wrist to break free, "what's the matter?"

Still don't go, Gu Ze thought for a moment, why go there to ask for pain, some things will come out in the end.

I regret what I just proposed.

But he couldn't explain a reason, so he changed his mouth, "we don't live here tonight. How about living in another place?"

"We?"

We.

you and me.

Meng Fu and Gu Ze.

It's ridiculous.

"We", he was trying to close the distance between each other, but he pushed him away with a light rhetorical question.

Gu Ze gathered the sadness in his eyes, approached, wrapped his scarf tightly, and said calmly, "there's some noise here. It's better to go to a quiet place."

Closer and closer.

Close to the tip of your nose.

Close breathing.

Meng Fu unconsciously stepped back two steps, his eyes a little hasty, he turned around, "you go, you go by yourself."

He walked quickly.

Gu Ze sighed and then caught up.

"Meng Fu, I won't force you."

"Just for a while. Don't let me go. "

"You are you, I am me, not us."

As you wish, get rid of the relationship.

Meng Fu stopped under a big tree. Without looking back, he said, "give me a cigarette."

A little spark, Meng Fu lowered his head and sucked. He was still a little uncomfortable, but much better than before. He asked, "Guze, why do you like smoking?"

"When I was young, I saw adults smoking and felt very handsome, so I smoked. Later, I didn't quit smoking. When I was worried, I smoked when I had something in my heart. It became a habit."

He also lit a cigarette for himself and leaned against the other side of the camphor tree.

The weak sunlight like broken mercury is reflected, which is divided into many small cells by the leaves, a twisted mottle. The sunlight is cold, and the camphor tree that can hold green in autumn is also cold.

Later, the smoke of Guze floated over.

A little warm.

Meng Fu thought, maybe it's the smoke in his mouth, maybe.

"Well, cigarettes are a good thing."

"No, smoking is a bad thing. I want you to smoke and I don't want you to smoke." Guze's leisurely return.

All conversations are fragmented.

Read what you understand, read what you don't understand.

Guze is speculating, afraid, striving, a little closer.

When he arrived at Meng Yu's house, Gu Ze said, "Meng Fu, some relatives, in fact, don't want it." Thought again, "I..."

I'm by your side, I've always been by your side.

"It's not that I don't want relatives, it's that they don't want me and Xiaoyi."

Since their parents went to prison, everyone, everyone has been far away. Those who once talked about their friendship to death turn their faces and turn pale, not to mention knowing Meng Fu's family.

He knocked on the door and rang the bell. For a long time, no one opened the door.

Meng Fu knew that even if his aunt was not at home, there would be servants at home. The only possibility was that he deliberately didn't open the door.

"Come on, no one opens the door." He murmured.

Gu Ze was angry, but he kicked the door hard, which almost kicked the door open. There was a huge movement, which made Meng Yu open the door.

"Meng Fu, I didn't hear her sleeping in my aunt for a moment, but," she glanced at the trace of being kicked on the door, "Guze is a little inappropriate."

"Not suitable?" Guze said sarcastically in a cold voice, "it's quite appropriate that your nephew comes to you and you pretend to sleep in it."

Meng Yu sipped in embarrassment, thinking that Meng Fu came to ask for money again. She simply didn't pretend to be kind. She went straight, "Meng Fu, aunt told you straight. There's no money now. Take it all to pay my son-in-law's debt. If you want it, you have to wait until your aunt has raised money to pay you back."

Paying debts and raising money are all fake.

At this time, you have to tell lies.

Maybe she said "no" as straight as last time, but it was more straightforward.

How many false faces do people have? Which one can reveal another truth?

"I'm not here for money, aunt." He said, "I..."

Gu Ze intercepted his words and showed disgust to Meng Yu's eyes. "If you say you want to pay it back, write an IOU."

Meng Yu couldn't hold on. "Meng Fu, you have a little conscience. I've taken care of Xiao Yi for seven years. Now my family is in this situation. You have to come to me for money."

She wants to close the door again.

This time, Gu Ze stopped him in time. He brushed Meng Yu away, naturally pulled Meng Fu's hand, entered Meng Yu's home and pressed Meng Fu on the sofa.

He took out a cigarette, put it on his lips, lit it, and stared at Meng Yu fiercely, "Meng Yu, seven years, shouldn't you take care of Meng Yi for seven years? How much money did you take from Meng Fu? Huh? Who has no conscience? "

Meng Yuqi's trembling lips pointed to the door and shouted, "go out, I'll sue you for breaking into the house."

"You sue."

Gu Ze flicked the ash on his finger, and the ash fell on the clean carpet of Meng Yu's house.

Meng Yu twisted his face. "Gu Ze, what are you doing to help Meng Fu? What's your purpose? Don't you hate him most?" Then he said to Meng Fu, "Meng Fu, did he lie to you?"

This true face finally came out. Meng Fu thought, his back was cold.

"Don't worry about my purpose. I just think it's disgusting to have an aunt like you in the world." Guze randomly threw the cigarette butts on the carpet and stepped on the mud stained feet.

What he stepped on was an endless resentment.

"Aunt, I'm not here for money." Meng Fu stood up. He had enough farce and ugliness. He didn't need to see it again. He said, "I just want to know where brother Ye Yan is."