From Body to Love

Secretary Wang was processing the documents. He heard a very elegant "Secretary Wang" and looked up and saw that it was Meng Fu.

It was an accident.

He smiled, let Meng Fu sit on the sofa and made a cup of hot tea.

"Thank you."

"Meng Fu, don't be so polite. You're always so polite." Secretary Wang said bluntly and saw Meng Fu staring at the tea floating on the water.

Just be quiet and don't talk.

Or, some words are only blocked, want to say but can't say.

"Do you want to ask President Gu?"

"Well, how is he?" Just now.

"Mr. Gu should be back soon. You don't have to worry."

"Soon?"

How soon? Three days, a week? Or longer? That's what Guze said when he left. I'll be back soon.

He picked up the teacup, blew it a few times, blew it cooler, and took a sip. "Is there anything urgent for him? Is it about me? "

"Well... Meng Fu, don't think about it. Gu always deals with some business."

He put down his teacup. "If it's about me, please let me know. I don't want to trouble Guze."

"Meng Fu, you said trouble, but it really hurt president Gu's heart. He is willing to be an ox and a horse for you, let alone any trouble."

Meng Fu pinched his finger, "I asked him, and he won't tell me what happened. Secretary Wang should know everything. I don't want to owe him any more. "

"Meng Fu, it's really nothing. Don't think too much." Secretary Wang said sincerely, with a convincing smile on his face.

"OK. I got it! I'll wait for him at home. "

He didn't sit down here and walked out of the restaurant with an umbrella.

Secretary Wang was still digesting Meng Fu's last sentence "I'll wait for him at home". In the end, he was inexplicably moved.

Guze liked him for so long, and Guze was still trying not to let him go to prison. Finally, he got a sentence that he was waiting for him at home.

Later, I had a dream.

From the dream, I drew a very shallow smile. As soon as I opened my eyes, it was not dawn, but the dream couldn't go on. He opened his eyes and sat at the head of the bed. He was stunned for a long time. He took the mobile phone on the bedside table, looked at it, and silently put it back.

He muttered to himself, "I know it's not good."

This is not good. I should be more calm. I should not care about anything.

He stopped looking at the calendar and time.

After cleaning up, I arrived at the library at about eight o'clock. Such a day began as usual. Several sporadic students in the library came. Some stopped to read, and some rented some books to go back to read.

He felt a little sleepy and leaned against the table and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Guze was already sitting next to him. He didn't know how long he had been sitting and how long he had looked at him like this. His eyes were embedded with deep affection.

"Are you back? When did you come back? " He asked softly with hesitation.

"Not long." Guze stared at him and joked several times, "you're sleeping like this. Someone stole the book. I don't know."

"Who would steal a book?" He laughed.

The corners of the mouth stirred up shallow pear vortices.

"Did you sleep well? If you sleep here, you will catch cold. "

Meng Fu did not say a word and looked at Guze's face. It was full of fatigue. It was a lot more vicissitudes than before. It seemed that he had experienced a war.

"Guze, what's the matter with you?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Gu Ze responded with a smile in his eyes and stretched his neck to kiss his mouth.

Lips close, long lost temperature.

A Book suddenly fell to the ground.

The two of them looked sideways and saw a young man with glasses squatting down to pick up books in a panic. He blushed and stammered, "I, I'd better buy it next time. You continue, continue."

He stumbled back into the bookshelf and ran away quickly.

Guze turned his head and smiled. "He let us continue."

Meng Fu hung his eyes, with red clouds at the tip of his ears. Gu Ze approached. Meng Fu stretched out his hand and pushed away, in a plain tone like before, "don't go home and have a rest."

Guze didn't listen. He took his hand and pulled him to the last row of the bookshelf.

His back is on the bookshelf.

Gu Ze held his face and looked deeply at him. "I thought it was only a few days. I didn't expect it to be half a month. It really feels like years. I miss you very much. "

"Why did you go so long?" He asked.

"There are some things to do, the company's business, but now it's all solved. It's all right."

"Guze." His lips closed, and he said, "don't lie to me. If one day you want to go, don't leave without saying goodbye. You can tell me to go again. "

I'm waiting for you. I've been waiting for you for many days.

I don't look at the calendar or the date. I didn't go to Secretary Wang again. I think you might just leave. If you don't call me or contact me, you won't come back.

I want to tell you in advance, tell me at least when you leave, so that I can prepare for the coming cold in advance.

"I didn't lie to you. I won't go. Why do you think so? Sorry, I'm too busy to call you. "I'm afraid I'll accidentally bring those annoyed emotions to you. I'm afraid I don't care about anything. I want to rush back and hug you." Meng Fu, if you drive me away, I won't go. "

He lowered his head, pressed heavily on his lips, licked his lips, put his tongue in and stirred. He felt his clumsy response, and his heart was filled with joy.

I wonder how long Wen has been.

Some students accidentally walked to the back row.

Quietly retreated again.

People are strange, aren't they? He thought that it was winter and he could adapt to the cold. He thought that the longer the man walked, the more he could adapt.

Then he forgot him.

Then, he can let his heart continue to be lonely, do not care about death, do not care about life.

However, he still felt cold. The chill rose from the soles of his feet to his heart. He began to miss his arms. It was very warm.

Meng Fu looked up at the dim yellow chandelier above his head and thought so carefully. Meng Fu, who is he? He is Gu Ze, who once hated you most.

How can you

Then the thought was interrupted.

His body shook back and forth with the rhythm of Guze, with some pain.

The impact was so bad that he couldn't stand it. He raised his arm and bit his wrist.

Guzela pulled down his wrist, handed him a deep Wen, and opened his legs wider, but his movements were obviously much softer.

"Guze."

"Yes."

"Nothing."

He closed his eyes and said nothing more.

He had a hunch in his heart that Guze was hiding something from him. Maybe it was really the company's business, as Wang secretary said.

He thought he didn't understand and didn't want to ask, but things were not as simple as he thought.

This winter passed quickly.

Later, the snowy days didn't feel much cold, but Guze became more and more busy, and the time to go to and from work with him became less and less.

He walked alone for half an hour, stepping on the unmelted snow.

Toes get a little cold.

Gu Ze came back very late. With a tired face, he fell directly on the bed and held Meng Fu across the quilt. "Have you had dinner? I asked Secretary Wang to send it. I don't know if it suits your appetite. "

"Well, it's delicious. I ate it all."

"That's good. I think every day, if only you could gain some weight. I... "

Not finished.

"Huh?"

Meng Fu hung his eyelids and saw that Gu Ze had closed his eyes, fell asleep and his breathing became heavy.

The man was so tired that he fell asleep. He could keep a little sober when he was drunk. Meng Fu carefully moved his body, got out of bed, took off Guze's shoes and clothes, and covered the man with a quilt.

He sat at the head of the bed and looked at the ceiling.

He bowed his head again and tucked in his horns.

"Guze, I've never seen you so tired. Tell me, what happened?" He gently asked the sleeping man, "is it Ye Ting? They are still looking for evidence to prove that I am not mentally ill?"

"Guze, don't hide it from me. If you're tired, don't care about me."

His hand gently inserted / into Guze's hair and took it back.

I don't want you to do more. You should have had a good life. It's not your intention to come to this town.

The telephone rang suddenly.

Guze moved and seemed alert, but he still fell asleep. Meng Fu hesitated to take Guze's mobile phone. It was a strange number.

He looked at the sleeping Guze and finally connected the phone.

"Guze, where did you get Zhenzhen?!" The man on the other end of the phone said angrily.

Really? Xie Zhenzhen? The veins on the back of Meng Fu's hand bulged. The mood panicked in an instant.

"Are you...?"

"Meng Fu. Ah. " Jin Yufeng sneered, "you answered the phone, really? Where is she? "

"Who are you?" Meng Fu frowned and asked.

The ancient Ze beside him moved, as if to wake up.

Meng Fu quickly got up and walked barefoot to the living room. He lowered his voice and walked uneasily. The soles of his feet were cold.

Really, what's the matter with her?

"I'm Xie Zhenzhen's husband Jin Yufeng. Now she's gone. It should be Guze's ghost. Because I really want to find you. Meng Fu, you'd better ask Gu Ze to hand over Zhenzhen. Isn't he just afraid to take you away? " Suddenly angrily, "he did such a despicable thing."

No, Guze wouldn't do that.

He suddenly stood still and looked at the door. The man was asleep. The man treated him so well, but the man also had such a strong dislike for Xie Zhenzhen.

"Zhenzhen, when did she disappear?"

"Last night. Meng Fu, Gu Ze should be very busy these days. He is busy how to deal with Zhenzhen. I kindly remind you that if something really happens, you won't feel better all your life. "

"He won't do it. He has no reason to do it."

Not him, not Guze. He curled up his toes and stood frozen in place. He felt cold all over.

It's frozen.

Really, she hasn't seen him for more than half a year.

At that time, Zhenzhen was still five months pregnant. Now, the child should be born. At that time, really, Meng Fu, this is our child.