Love's Gone

In a hurry, he stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket. Zhou Weifeng was angry: "I'll go to the hospital. Liu Duoan, you go to bed early."

It's really urgent. I didn't wait for my reply at all. Zhou Wei has walked out with great strides.

For a moment, my head was hot. I picked up the quilt and put it on my body at will, chasing him out.

He changed his shoes at the entrance and won me a short time to talk to him again: "don't worry about driving, pay attention to safety..."

Nodding, Zhou Wei didn't answer me right away. When he brought me to the door, he said, "don't think about it. The woman I'm talking about is my mother. Go to bed early and I'll contact you tomorrow. "

Even though Zhou Wei succeeded in saving me with a few words before leaving in a hurry, which saved me from the confusion caused by those rich imagination, I was still full of heart. I kept talking about his family in bed.

The more so, the more the sleepy insect is far away from me. I toss and turn for hours and go to sleep almost at dawn.

When I woke up, it was early eleven.

On the mobile phone, there was a missed call from Zhou Wei.

Annoyed at why I had to sleep so late, I dialed him back in a hurry and said to him carefully, "are you still in the hospital?"

Zhou Wei's tone was slightly shallow and difficult to be simple and direct: "no, I'm at home. Do you want to come?"

The first time I responded to him so crisp, I said, "OK, go now."

With a rush to reincarnation, I washed my face with a few handfuls of water, forgot to take a toner, and ran all the way after changing my clothes, just like running away.

But it was just ten hours. Zhou Wei's beard grew into dense grass. His eyes were a little red and his whole body was full of decadence.

Distressed, this emotion that once made me a little exclusive broke through the ground silently. My voice was so gentle that it was different from my previous strong style: "are you okay?"

He pulled up a big pillow on the sofa and threw it directly across. Zhou Wei pressed me down. He may not sleep well, get angry or what, and his voice is a little hoarse: "no, my grandfather was ill last night."

I haven't seen grandpa Zhou Wei. Naturally, I can't outline an image for him in my heart. When it comes to special concern, it will only be hypocritical. I just love my house and ask, "ah? Is he all right? "

Shaking his head, Zhou Wei's tone was slightly light: "he was just angry and heartache. His family thought it was myocardial infarction. He was so nervous. He was OK. He was discharged from the hospital and looked after at home today."

The rare Zhou Wei didn't have two bullshit in his usual three sentences. He answered me so seriously, but I felt that if I continued to ask, it was just like cross examination. I stopped at the right time: "it's okay."

He didn't mean to entangle in that topic anymore. Zhou Wei clasped his hands on the back of his head. He fell back on the sofa and said lazily, "you shouldn't have eaten yet? I'll get you something to eat. "

When I saw that he was still bored, I volunteered: "haven't you eaten yet? Why don't I cook? "

Beating chicken blood was not so fast. Zhou Wei sat up straight: "do you really want to do it? OK, OK, I think it's delicious if you make me another lemon fish and scrambled rice noodles with broken eggs. "

His enthusiastic support made me very useful. It was comforting to see that he seemed to have signs of resurrection full of blood.

But the refrigerator in his house has been delayed. He should have cleaned it up recently. In short, there are not even garlic except a lot of imported drinks whose names I can't remember.

If you want to cook, you still have to go out and buy vegetables.

On the occasion of going out, Zhou Wei didn't know which nerve line was wrong. He had to let me remember the password of his house and said that I was welcome to check the post every night.

My heart is so beautiful that I can't, but I still can't control my problem of pretending to force, pretending to urge him to hurry as if nothing had happened.

It's really a good thing with many twists and turns. It's not easy for Zhou Weiya and I to buy vegetables in the nearby supermarket where everything is expensive. I looked through it and found that I bought fish, but there was no lemon.

When I threw the fish into the pool, I said to Zhou Wei, who stood beside me like an idiot, "well, I'll wash the fish and cut vegetables at home. You hurry to buy two lemons. Buy the yellow one, not lime. "

Pointing to himself with his finger, Zhou Wei lived. He drove blindly when he didn't agree: "I'm not good at anything else you want. You say yellow. That's my specialty."

He's back to life. Where would I be polite to him: "go, don't beep!"

Zhou Wei ran away.

Because I used his kitchen last time, I also saved the step of getting familiar with the environment and went straight to the theme.

My head had just washed and cut the rice noodles and was about to steam them soft in the pot. A sudden doorbell pulled me out of my dream of being a super chef.

Make complaints about the small fire, and I walk out, idiotic and automatic speaking like a brain to himself. "Depend on this, Zhou Wei is a stupid man. He can open the door himself from outside, but he still needs to trouble me."

His family was so spacious that I stood for a while before I finished talking. I crackled a string of numbers and pulled the door open. Even without looking at the front, he continued to make complaints about it: "you won't be outside."

Half way through, I subconsciously raised my eyes and found that there was a woman standing in front of me.

I can't tell her true age from the skin condition of her face, but from her eyes and dress, I think she should be over 40.

Looking at her similarity with Zhou Wei, I judge that she may be Zhou Wei's mother.

Different from my careful examination of her with Yu Guang, the woman's vision did not stay on me. When she crossed me with her head held high, she made an understatement: "make me a cup of Enshi jade dew."

I didn't react: "ah? What? "

Then she threw a ray of eyes at me. The woman's lips lifted a high arc. Her speech was slow: "I asked you to make me a cup of tea. Can't you understand?"

I can't stand her superior attitude, but even if she's not Zhou Wei's mother, she may be his other relatives. I can't tear her up because she's a little unhappy.

So, I clubbed in place and didn't move, but also in a faint tone: "I don't know where to put the tea."

Quietly, the woman stared at me for more than ten seconds. She said expressionless, "which housekeeping company do you belong to?"

So she took me as a nanny.

Holding a corner of the apron, my fingers stretched back and forth for a while. I was stunned. I didn't expect to explain to her that her eyes were a little blind if I could make myself look neither humble nor arrogant, and I finally said, "Zhou Wei went out to buy lemons. He should be back soon."

Frowning, the woman's eyes spoiled me for a moment again. She said slowly, "Oh, I see what you mean. But I mean, you'd better know that not everyone is qualified to be my daughter-in-law. But I'm a relatively new parent. I allow my family Xiaowei to play more before talking about marriage. When he's tired, he will naturally relax. It's you. You should think about whether you can afford to play... "

It's better to come back early than to come back. Zhou Wei didn't know when he had stepped in. He stood on my side and shook the lemon in his hand and said, "Liu duo'an, I bought the lemon you want."

Then he turned his face to the elegant woman. Zhou Wei's eyes were filled with indifference for a moment. He said coldly, "Mao Jieqiong, you've been badly hurt. You can't tell me who I want to marry. Come to my place and chatter. Who gives you such a big face? "

Zhou Wei's direct call to her name made me know the woman's name. At the same time, I also felt that the gap between him and her was unfathomable, and I was at a loss about it, and I wouldn't be stupid enough to intervene.

Holding my breath, I tried my best to dilute my sense of existence, firmly adhered to the consciousness that an outsider should have, and silently followed the development of the situation.

Mao Jieqiong just looked at me with a look of defiance. She seemed to be a different person in a moment. There was a red surge in her eyes. She hesitated to come forward for a few times, but she stopped in Zhou Wei's cold eyes. Her tone of voice was already Bala: "Xiao Wei, I saw you lose so much weight last night. I'm afraid you can't eat well, I want to come and see if you need anything... "

Throwing a scattered look at Mao Jieqiong, Zhou Wei's voice was even more indifferent: "get out!"

Zhou Wei's tone of voice was not high, but it was full of decision, which naturally burst out a force of indisputable words. It was clear that he was not challenging me, but my heart trembled.

As for Mao Jieqiong, her reaction was even worse.

Her body shook greatly. Mao Jieqiong buffered for almost half a minute before she stabilized. Her face was as white as gray. Her lips painted with light elegant lip gloss fanned badly: "Xiaowei, me and you..."

I don't know when the fist pinched. Zhou Wei twisted his body and hit the wall hard. He clenched his teeth: "don't mention that disgusting name in front of me. Don't run to me to disgust me. Get out of here!"

With the deafening noise, I frowned, came forward and hugged Zhou Wei's arm, but his action was too fast and his strength was too fierce. I didn't stop this time. I saw his fist hit the wall again.

Anxious, I don't care so much. I spread out my palm and covered it directly as a human flesh cushion.

According to Zhou Wei's strength, I thought my palm would not be broken, but would have to be swollen for three or two days. Fortunately, his fist just touched the back of my hand. Zhou Wei, who was on the edge of violence, seemed to be grabbed by something. He paused and finally relaxed.

Take off my hand. Zhou Wei silently bent down to pick up the bag of lemons. When he stood up straight, the terrible excitement had disappeared without a trace. He was indifferent all over and glanced at Mao Jieqiong faintly: "don't force me to throw you out."

The panic in her eyes was like a continuous fog. Like most mothers in the world, Mao Jieqiong was mentioned by Zhou Weihua. She still made a gesture of care: "Xiaowei, your hand..."

His eyes seemed to be mixed with super strong glue. Zhou Wei's eyes were nailed to Mao Jieqiong. His tone was cold and dense: "I advise you not to force me."

It seemed that she was drained of water in an instant. Mao Jieqiong withered at a constant speed. She seemed to be old in a few seconds. She covered her face with her hands: "Xiaowei, mom is also an ordinary woman. When you reach my age, you may understand."

The pupil suddenly widened, and baiyanren became the master. Zhou Wei's eyes rolled, and he didn't drop a word in the end.

There was a silent confrontation for a while. Mao Jieqiong buried her face lower. She was wearing such high shoes, but she walked like flying, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Give me the lemon. Zhou's only face looked as if nothing had happened and said, "Liu duo'an, you cook first, I'll clean up first, and I'll come and help you later."

The same. Without waiting for my response, Zhou Weijing went straight to the balcony. After a while, he came back with not only a rag in his hand, but also a disinfectant in his hand.

Squatting down, Zhou Wei began to spray disinfectant on the place where Mao Jieqiong had just stood. The strong smell spread through the medium of air and soon arched into my nose.

Resisting the impulse to sneeze, I squatted down and grabbed Zhou Wei's hand: "all right, all right, don't do it, I'll come."

Still a calm face, Zhou Wei's tone was shallow: "no, I'll just come. It's too dirty. Liu duo'an, go to the kitchen quickly."

I don't need to bother any brain cell at all. I can realize how many stormy waves are hidden in Zhou Wei's calm skin bag. In this way, he seems to hide too many stories. The first thing he aroused was not my gossip heart. He first touched the most secret softness in my heart. Where can I safely do what I should do.

Still holding his hand, I pressed my breath: "don't do this, can you?"

He didn't immediately respond to my persuasion. Zhou Wei stubbornly held a stalemate with me for a while. He dropped his hands and sat on the floor with his legs kicking long.

Or afraid that I could see through the myriad emotions he was performing at this moment, he turned his face to another place and stopped: "let you laugh."

For a while, I didn't care whether he saw it or not. In order to express strong denial, I shook my head fiercely: "No."

In fact, at this moment, I can't stop the surging waves in my heart.

I once thought superficially that my loneliness was so different. Only I hated my family so deeply. However, I have witnessed the confrontation between Luo Zhizhong and Luo Kai during this period. Today, I saw Zhou Wei's heart grinding with Mao Jieqiong, and then I suddenly found that people with similar opportunities in this prosperous world always catch a large number of people. People like us are crawling, climbing and sawing, as if they never stop.

I can't help it. At this moment, I told Zhou Wei that there is nothing to laugh at. I also hate my family and hate a pit.

I always think that all the sadness that can be taken out and shared only proves that it has not been deeply integrated into the bones, and it will not become a wound that will make people feel miserable when it is opened, but my wound is far above the pain.

I think Zhou Wei, who has lost his manners, is the same with him.

No matter what I do not want to do to others, I will not do that stupid fork with a shovel to dig his story.

Close to the past, I grabbed Zhou Wei's hand, turned it over and said, "ah, it's broken skin. You have broken pain oil and other things in your house. No, I'll get it for you."

Homeopathy slapped his hand on my thigh. Zhou Wei raised his eyelid: "Liu duo'an, don't you have anything to ask me?"

I held my eyes and looked at him: "what you want to say, you will say."

There was something strange in his eyes. Zhou Wei picked up the corner of his mouth: "you're not curious? Or can't I arouse your curiosity? "

I glanced: "of course. But you don't want to say, I ask, isn't that difficult? "

The big hand buckled over and rubbed it over my head. Zhou Wei finally showed a long lost bad smile: "I really didn't pick the wrong person. It's more comfortable to stay with you than to stay with some mentally disabled women who always try to spy on me under the guise of concern. "

I don't like to hear this: "you mean, there were many women before you. You chose me after weighing around?"

He fixed his eyes on me for a while, and Zhou Wei's voice weakened all the way down: "Liu duo'an, I'm very depressed now. Can you comfort me?"

He raised his face so high that Zhou Weiya seemed to turn into a little sheep in an instant. His pitiful tone: "kneel down and ask for comfort."

I'll wipe it. Being handsome is an advantage. Usually, if other men dare to make such a gesture in front of me, I would have slapped and cursed without saying a word. But for Zhou Wei, I'm fascinated. I don't even speak quickly: "I don't know how to comfort people, otherwise... Tell me how to comfort you, You'll be ready right away. "

Zhou Wei naturally put his face together with me. The breath he blew passed my nose and swaggered everywhere: "you know."

Biting my lip for a few seconds, I quickly pasted it, rubbed it like a dragonfly on Zhou weinaya's cheek, and took it back quickly.

His eyes narrowed slightly. Zhou Wei glanced at me. He poked his hand at his cheek: "it's not enough, continue."

It's reasonable for me to see him. I can't follow him anymore, but I can't stand the mind fascinated by ghosts. This time, I directly put on my bracelet and clasped the back of Zhou Wei's head, and the lip movement will fall on his cheek again.

But in the midst of lightning, stone and fire, Zhou Wei took the initiative. He took the lead in sticking up. The kiss was like a transit typhoon wantonly plundering. His palpitations were overwhelming and would soon drown me. I was like a fish pushed onto the beach. I couldn't bear the warm impact of this hot summer and couldn't extricate myself from this agitation.

When I was about to suffocate, Zhou Wei finally released me. His hands fell on my shoulders. His eyes condensed into a ball and intertwined with mine. He said, "Liu duo'an, I think I need to explain something to you."