Love you, never separate

"Have you ever asked he Qing how he felt about what you've done?" Cheng Lin sits at Zhou Li's desk and looks at Zhou Li seriously.

Zhou Li Leng, how does he Qing feel? He seems to have never thought about it. He always gives everything he thinks is good to He Qing, but he never asks he Qingxi whether he likes it or not, because he Qing is always accommodating to him. All he thinks is that he Qing will like it.

He has always been selfish in his treatment of this feeling. He has never considered he Qing's feelings selfishly. He thinks he Qing can be happy only when he is with him. He can't leave he Qing for a second, so he doesn't hesitate to tie He Qing to him when he Qing wants to escape.

He suddenly thought of He Qing's request when he left in the morning, and his eyes with a little expectation, but he still selectively ignored that look and locked the door. What kind of expression would he Qing have when he closed the door? Will it be lost, will it be sad? His heart is a little sore.

But there's no way. Only in this way can he Qing stay with him. Although he Qing doesn't show any resistance these two days, he seems to have some meaning of acceptance, but he always feels that he Qing is brewing some big moves, such as letting him relax his vigilance and then escape completely.

Every night when he sleeps with He Qing in his arms, he can't sleep well. Every once in a while, he tightens his arms to feel he Qing's existence. He is afraid that he Qing will be gone when he wakes up the next day.

"Don't you love He Qing? Don't you want he Qing to be happy? But look at what you are doing now, lock He Qing at home, keep him from going out and restrict his personal freedom. Do you love him by doing so? Have you thought about his feelings?

He is locked in the empty room every day, can't do anything, and no one accompany him, won't he be lonely? You can lock him up for a while now. Can you lock him up for a lifetime? " Cheng Lin continued to speak slowly, hoping to move him.

Zhou Li's eyes wavered for a moment. Cheng Lin said that these problems he had always chosen to avoid. He deceived himself and left all these problems behind. He only thought about his happy time with He Qing.

Now these problems are suddenly put forward by Cheng Lin, like a sharp sword inserted in his heart, which pricks his heart into a sieve.

"Zhou Li, you are very abnormal now. You need to adjust your heart. You can't go on like this any more." Cheng Lin's speaking speed gradually slowed down and looked at Zhou Li and said softly.

Zhou Li's hands clasped his head and his fingers were inserted into his hair. He didn't know what to do. Maybe he should let go of He Qing, but he didn't want to. His mind was in a mess. He needed to calm down. "Can you go out first, I want to be calm."

Cheng Lin takes a deep look at Zhou Li and goes out. He thinks that he has said enough, and the rest depends on Zhou Li.

Zhou Li was in a low mood this afternoon. Instead of going home after work, he went to a bar to drink.

He doesn't want to go back to face he Qing. His heart is still in a mess. Since Cheng Lin revealed the problems he deliberately avoided one by one in the afternoon, there has been a trace of panic in his heart. He is afraid to go home, to see he Qing's expression, to see fear and injustice in He Qing's eyes.

Zhou Li and Wei Zhuang are sitting on different sofas with big eyes and small eyes. No matter how dynamic the music is, it can't ease the embarrassment between them.

Zhou Li glanced at Wei Zhuang coolly, his expression was rather discontented, and raised his nostril to him, "Why are you here? What about Cheng Lin? " It was Cheng Lin who brought him here just now. Why did he go out and change into this annoying guy?

Wei Zhuang said thanks to the waiter who came to deliver the wine, and then changed his comfortable position to lie down. "He suddenly had something to go first, so he specially called me to look at you, especially stressed that you should not drink too much, it will cause great things, so I am very curious, what will happen if you drink too much?"

"Oh, you'll be disappointed. I'm famous for never getting drunk. No matter how much I drink, I can keep sober." Zhou Li sneered and took a sip of wine.

"Why did you suddenly come out for a drink and give up the empty room in your house?" Cheng Lin saw that Zhou Li took a sip of wine, and he also took a cup. As soon as it was delivered to his mouth, he struggled for a while, but still put it back. He was driving later and couldn't drink. It was probably lonely that he didn't take something in his hand. He casually took an empty glass on the table and played with it.

"I find that you are really annoying when you speak. No, it's not annoying when you speak. It's annoying all over your body. Didn't your mother teach you how to speak when you were a child?" Zhou Li said sarcastically.

Wei Zhuang's hand holding the empty cup tightened, and the expression on his face twisted for a moment, and then turned into forbearance. He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while. It seemed that a blue tendon burst up on his neck. It took him a long time to open his eyes, and his eyes returned to clarity. "Yes, I haven't taught you, so you can listen to it."

"Listen, I don't care what your purpose is when you come here and threaten me to enter our company. You'd better hide it for me. If I catch you one day, I'll make you lose it." Zhou Li raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zhuang. His tone was full of warnings.

"Your words really make me a little sad. Of course, I came to your company to help you. I can help you stand at the top of the industry and clear all obstacles on your way forward." Wei Zhuang covered his chest with a stinging face, and his eyes were shining with strange light.

"Oh, you do." Zhou Li snorted a smile, then remembered something, continued to laugh at himself, and poured a glass of wine, "also, haven't you been performing since high school? I've been acting for a whole year. How about watching me play around by you at that time? Do you think it's funny? "

After listening to Zhou Li's words, Wei Zhuang's face solidified for a moment. He opened his mouth to explain something. Obviously, Zhou Li didn't give him a chance to explain.

Zhou Li's eyes suddenly become sharp, his eyes like a knife straight shot to Wei Zhuang's body, "I don't care what you come here for, you'd better not touch He Qing's hair, put your mind in a close, and keep a distance with He Qing in the future."

"Ouch, you are distressed before I touch him?" Cheng Lin slowly plays with the glass in his hand. He rubs the mouth of the glass, and looks at Zhou Li jokingly. He bites the mouth of the glass, and a sneer bursts out from the corner of his mouth.