Love you, never separate

He Qing stood up, but his steps were still a little flimsy. He took two steps, one of which was unsteady and fell forward. Fortunately, Wei Zhuang caught his arm quickly, which saved him from falling.

"Are you all right?" Wei Zhuang grabs He Qing's arm, stabilizes He Qing's figure, and looks at He Qing with some worry.

"It's OK. I just got up. Some of them didn't stand firm. Thank you." He Qing smiles at Wei Zhuang, flicks his hand away and walks out the door.

Why is Zhou Li in a bad mood? Why does he drink? Is it because of him? These problems have been lingering in He Qing's mind. Some of He Qing stumbled out against the wall. The living room didn't turn on the light. With the light from the bedroom, he Qing saw lying on the sofa and standing around.

Zhou Li's whole body was hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He Qinggang squatted down, smelled the strong wine gas coming from his face, and went straight to his nose. He frowned slightly, suppressing the cough coming from his chest.

Zhou Li has been sleeping unconscious, and his clothes are a bit messy. He Qing guesses that he is uncomfortable after he is drunk, so he pulls it.

The light in the living room lights up timely. Zhou Li, with his eyes closed, is stimulated by the light. The eyes under his eyes roll a little, and turn over uncomfortably.

He Qing also saw the red marks on Zhou Li's neck when the light came on, and his pupils contracted instantly.

"Well, that, he Qing, brother li... Nothing happened. It was an accident, an accident!" Wei Zhuang coughed and explained to He Qing in a flustered way, but obviously the more he explained, the more confused he was.

He Qing lowered his head, and his hand slightly tightened on Zhou Li's hand. In his sleep, Zhou Li felt pain and frowned, "I know."

He Qing can only deceive himself and say to himself in the bottom of his heart: everything is just an accident. You have to believe Zhou Li. Zhou Li loves you so much. How can he be with others?

But the ambiguous trace on Zhou Li's neck still stings his eyes. He feels unprecedented heart pain. This kind of pain, even when he heard the voice of Zhou Li's secretary on the other end of the phone.

What is he? He and Zhou Li are not well-known now. They have no way to get on the stage when they fall in love. They can only have an underground love affair. He also wants to see Zhou Li and other celebrities in various financial magazines going to various parties together. But what about him? I can't do anything.

What's the relationship between them now? Oh, by the way, they don't seem to have made it clear until now. Even when they were reunited, Zhou Li didn't tell him clearly about their relationship. He just said that he wanted him to stay with him.

At that time, he Qing's mind was very hot, and he had such an idea, so he agreed. But now, Zhou Li bought him a house, helped him raise his grandmother, and found him a job. It seems that he is supporting him.

He doesn't like the word "keep" and he doesn't want Zhou Li to treat him like this. He wants to have a serious love affair with Zhou Li. He doesn't want to talk about money, and he doesn't want the relationship between them to deteriorate, although he doesn't know when it started.

"It's a little late now. You should go back first. Pay attention to safety on the way." He Qing raises his head, smiles at Wei Zhuang and politely follows the guest.

"Can I help you?" Wei Zhuang looked at Zhou Li anxiously and asked.

"No, thank you. I can." He Qing said and got up to send Wei Zhuang out.

"Well, call me if you have something. Brother Li has my number." While walking to the door, Wei Zhuang turned back and raised his hand to his ear to make a call.

He Qing sees Wei Zhuang off, closes the door, leans on the door and breathes a deep breath. He looks at Zhou Li, who is still lying on the sofa. His eyes are complex, sad and angry, and become deep grief.

He took Zhou Li back to his bedroom and laid him flat on the bed. Zhou Li seemed to be frowning and whispering something, some of which were not true. But at this time, he Qing had no intention to listen to what Zhou Li was saying.

His hand stroked Zhou Li's brow, smoothed Zhou Li's tight frown, and then slowly fell down to Zhou Li's angular and too handsome face. Zhou Li's face was a little drunk, and the ground was red. His hand slowly rubbed on it again and again, and he was reluctant to withdraw his hand.

His eyes suddenly fell on Zhou Libu's red neck again. His hands were stunned for a moment. He got up to the bathroom and took a towel to soak it. He sat by the bed and pressed it.

He rubbed Zhou Li's neck again and again, and the harder he rubbed, but he couldn't clean it. Suddenly, he felt a little angry. He suddenly pulled back Zhou Li's coat, but found that Zhou Li's chest was also covered with red marks. What's not happened?

He was full of anger in his heart and gradually became flustered. He wiped Zhou Li's chest and tears.

Hot tears fell on Zhou Li's chest. Maybe his tears were too hot. Zhou Liwei moved his body and touched both sides unconsciously. At last, he Qing was held in his arms and rubbed his hair with his chin. "Baby, don't make noise and sleep."

Who is this baby calling? He Qing thought with some self mockery.

Maybe before Zhou Li's reaction, he would have been a little sweet in his heart. But now, after seeing all kinds of ambiguous marks on Zhou Li's body, and after this iron truth, how can he believe it? Zhou Li's baby, he should be more than one.

Things that he had deliberately ignored before appeared in front of him little by little. In the financial magazines that he was stopped by Zhou Li, the gossip of Zhou Li and other women, and the pictures of Zhou Li and other women attending the cocktail party.

A huge mystery suddenly formed in his mind, rolling bigger and bigger. It contained the content he didn't want to see the most. He was hard to accept it, but felt that he had to accept it.

In the final analysis, he is still not qualified to take charge of all aspects of Zhou Li's affairs, whether in life or in emotion, no matter what he thinks or Zhou Li thinks, the relationship between the two of them is casually drawn to outsiders, and the first thing they think of is to take care of them.

He didn't deny it. He also felt that he was being taken care of by Zhou Li. His grandmother paid the medical expenses by Zhou Li. Although he had always maintained his economic independence and stuck to his last self-esteem, he had self-knowledge that Zhou Li had been helping him. To put it mildly, it was taking care of him.