Chapter 113 You Are Really Hateful

Zhou Chong was stunned.

Like a child who has made a mistake, I feel guilty, helpless and confused.

"sorry."

His eyes were sparkling, not like an apology, but a plea.

Standing there unarmed, he exposed himself to Shan Qingshan and was at his mercy, as if he could be shattered with just a slight blow.

Shan Qingshan couldn't bear it.

He didn't know how to dispel his inner emotions, didn't want to hear any explanation, and turned back into the room. Shan Qingshan sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly felt exhausted, and fell on the bed in a daze.

He saw Zhou Chong following in and didn't dare to disturb him.

Sitting at the door.

The farthest place where he can be seen.

Like a silent statue.

Zhou Chong didn't dare to leave.

Even if Shan Qingshan was so angry that he wanted to drive him away with a knife, he would not leave.

Zhou Chong was afraid that he would be depressed.

Fortunately, Shan Qingshan did not chase him away. He just turned over and left his back to him.

Lonely, desolate, and painful.

Shan Qingshan lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on a point in the void, allowing the darkness in the room to erode him and pull him down.

He didn't know how long it had been, but when he heard footsteps, Zhou Chong had already walked to the bedside.

Shan Qingshan turned around and saw Zhou Chong pulling the quilt.

Eyes met.

Shan Qingshan was slightly surprised.

He interrupted all the depressed mood.

Zhou Chong was stunned for just a moment, then continued to cover him with the quilt, his voice low.

"I thought you were asleep. It's cold, you'll freeze if you don't cover yourself with a blanket."

Shan Qingshan didn't say anything, but stared at Zhou Chong. He seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back. He looked lonely, and walked away slowly in the dark room. He was probably going to the door again and sit there to watch over him.

Shan Qingshan's mind was slightly moved, and he couldn't explain the desire that arose in his heart at this moment.

She caught up with him in a few steps and hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I spoke so harshly."

Zhou Chong just froze for a moment, then immediately turned around and hugged him tightly, burying his head in his neck, and then hot tears rolled into Shan Qingshan's neck.

"I am the one who said sorry. I shouldn't have kept it from you. But I was too scared. I was afraid that you couldn't bear it... I was afraid that I would lose you..."

Shan Qingshan's heart wrinkled into a ball.

Zhou Chong's embrace, Zhou Chong's warmth, Zhou Chong's concern, Zhou Chong's fear, all of a sudden made Shan Qingshan's emotions burst out, tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't stop them.

At first she could still cry quietly, but in the end she could no longer control herself and cried like a trapped beast in Zhou Chong's arms.

Zhou Chong's heart was broken.

Hold him tight.

I couldn't find a word of comfort.

I didn't dare make any sound, for fear of making him even more sad.

Zhou Chong didn't dare to wipe Shan Qingshan's tears until he stopped crying. He held his sleeves with his hands and wiped them carefully.

After crying, Shan Qingshan felt better and moved a little, his voice filled with tears.

"You are really annoying."

Zhou Chong panicked and stopped wiping his tears.

"I know I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again. You can hate me for a few days, but after that, you still have to like me... Don't hate me for too long... Can I write a self-criticism? Slap my palm? Kneel as punishment?"

Zhou Chong hugged him tightly, as if he was holding a treasure that had been lost and found again, and was extremely afraid of losing it.

Shan Qingshan's bones were a little painful from being squeezed by him.

He suspected that Zhou Chong was using all his strength to hug him.

Shan Qingshan hugged him back tightly, clutching the clothes on his back.

"Silly dog."

Even if he didn't think of it at the time, he could guess the reason why Zhou Chong concealed it after he calmed down.

This time when I said I hated him, I was blaming him for making him cry like this.

Shan Qingshan struggled and said, "My clothes are wet, change them."

"Oh, okay."

Zhou Chong deftly took off his clothes that were wet by Shan Qingshan's crying, put on any other clothes, and stood in front of Shan Qingshan like a big dog waiting for his master's next instruction.

Shan Qingshan took some paper and wiped the wet marks on his face.

Two grown men were crying in the house, hugging each other.

It's too embarrassing to tell anyone about it.

"You're really annoying this time."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chong immediately revealed a pitiful expression and shook his head slightly in a pleading manner.

Don't hate.

Shan Qingshan touched his face, not knowing how to express himself. Thinking of his words, he raised his head and kissed him.

Zhou Chong's eyes lit up like candles.

Shan Qingshan saw that he was wearing thin clothes, and his hands were cold at this moment, so he pulled him to the bedside, spread out the quilt and covered him. Zhou Chong also wrapped him in.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Shan Qingshan was silent for a moment, but decided to speak.

"Hating you doesn't affect my liking for you."

Zhou Chong was happy.

Shan Qingshan: "Don't let it happen again."

"good."

"Not even for my own good."

"good."

"Is there any other news for me?"

"There is one more. The compensation for Shan Mingli's death in a car accident was swallowed up by Shan Huai to buy a house. I got the house."

Shan Qingshan was angry, "I want him to die."

"good."

"So straightforward?"

Zhou Chong tentatively touched Shan Qingshan's hand under the quilt, and noticed that his fingers were slightly curled, but he did not avoid it and immediately held his hand.

Seriously said: "As long as you give the order, I am willing to do anything for you."

Shan Qingshan had no doubt that if he asked Zhou Chong to jump off the building at this moment, he would definitely jump.

Shan Qingshan looked at his determination at this moment and remembered how hurt he was by his words "I hate you".

"I want you to love yourself more."

Zhou Chong's eyes sparkled.

Oh~

Qingshan Xiaobao felt sorry for him.

"Then love me more~"

"good."

Zhou Chong's tail, which had been drooping, stood up again.

Shan Qingshan asked: "Besides this matter, is there anything else you are hiding from me?"

He finally understood.

He was able to say the words "prison tour", clearly taking advantage of the fact that he was not lying to him.

Zhou Chong's tail, which had been raised high, drooped down again.

"Nothing..."

“So yes.”

Zhou Chong lowered his eyes and whispered, "This house is mine."

“…”

Shan Qingshan pulled his hand back and slapped Zhou Chong on the back of his hand with a "slap" sound, venting his anger a little.

Zhou Chong was uneasy, "You're not going to move away, are you?"

Shan Qingshan asked back: "Where can I move to?"

Zhou Chong stopped talking.

Only a fool would tell him where he could move.

Shan Qingshan sighed secretly.

never mind.

It's harmless.

He was hiding something from him, too.

"My coins were taken away because of this too?"

Zhou Chong thought that the coin was given by his grandmother.

"Um."

"Give it back to me."

Zhou Chong refused, "Let's not have it anymore. I'll buy you something else, a big gold chain or an amulet?"

"coin!"

Zhou Chong had no choice but to stand up and turn over the coin to him.

Shan Qingshan put the coin on the table and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

"I'll go find a box to put it in."

"good."

"I want to go see grandma."

"good."

After saying this, Shan Qingshan fell silent.

Still sad.

"Hold me while sleeping."

His voice became several degrees softer, probably because he was embarrassed.

Zhou Chong heard it and said, "Okay."

"Wake me up, I have classes."

Zhou Chong glanced at the time and frowned, "Please ask for leave."

"No please, I don't want to stop."

When people stop, they start to think about random things.

He didn't want to think about it.

Zhou Chong felt distressed, "Okay, I'll call you and go with you."

"Um."