Chapter 183 I will be gentle, don't leave me
Zhou Chong flew up directly on the spot!
Damn it, damn it!
vocal!
Can this request be met so quickly?
It took a lot of effort last time, and I even had to cover my eyes!
The difference is obvious!
Zhou Chong decisively chose between being an inappropriate person and being an inappropriate person...
Not a human being.
"Scream again."
Shan Qingshan did not speak. His beautiful eyes were like the calm surface of water covered with stars, quiet and gentle, staring at him without looking away.
The lethality of this one glance is no less than ten calls of "husband"!
Zhou Chong's heart skipped a beat and even his breathing stopped.
The tide is rising and the flag of surrender is waved.
He lowered his head and gently rested it on Shan Qingshan's shoulder, then rubbed his neck and kissed it.
Complaining, "Brother, you are too good at teasing."
He can't.
He really couldn't resist.
"I didn't tease you."
Zhou Chong rested his head on his shoulder and looked at him, "That's it."
Shan Qingshan was a little speechless, but what was rare was that he actually smiled.
Zhou Chong stared at him almost obsessively, with ripples of tenderness spreading in his heart, wrapping up the overwhelming love and lingering panic, softening them bit by bit.
"elder brother."
Shan Qingshan looked at her tenderly.
Zhou Chong's heart was filled with emotion.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch Qingshan Xiaobao's lips, watching his peach-colored lips being crushed and ravaged under my fingertips...
She looked up at him again.
There was always no expression on his face, and even his breathing seemed to be the same as this person, very clear and light, with a sense of loneliness and silence, as if he was isolated from the world.
Yet, there seemed to be an indelible tenderness in the deep eyes that looked at him.
Zhou Chong wanted to give him his heart.
"Will you leave me?"
"Won't."
Zhou Chong immediately broke into a brilliant smile, his gaze slowly fixed on Qingshan Xiaobao's lips, his eyes darkened and his breathing became heavier.
He restrained himself and looked back into his eyes, only to find that Qingshan Xiaobao had just taken his eyes off his lips.
Can't tell who took the initiative first.
At first it was just a touch, but once they were connected they were inseparable.
The kiss gets deeper and hotter.
Regardless of everything, they hugged each other and kissed passionately.
Zhou Chong felt like he was going crazy. He bit Shan Qingshan, then rubbed him to comfort him regretfully.
The tone and behavior are quite different.
Very fierce, "Brother, you are mine!"
"Um."
The voice was as gentle as water, and it felt like a fucking hook when it entered Zhou Chong's ears.
Zhou Chong cursed secretly and kissed him harder, biting and plundering him. His hands followed his patient desire and impatiently reached into his pajamas.
"I want it."
Shan Qingshan's fingers curled up slightly as if they had been electrocuted.
Zhou Chong exerted a little force and he lay down obediently.
"Be gentle, Youliang is at home."
"Well, I'll do it gently."
Please, don't leave me.
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"Why are you here?"
Zhou Chong raised his eyes, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Waiting for you."
"Didn't I tell you not to come over here?"
Zhou Chong lowered his eyes and slowly lowered his head.
I mean...
The sneakers in sight are gone.
Zhou Chong closed his eyes, not knowing how long he had been silent.
"water."
Zhou Chong raised his eyes and looked up along the mineral water. His eyes moved slightly. Instead of taking the mineral water, he held Shan Qingshan's wrist and took the mineral water with his other hand.
Said: "My good friend...is dead."
"Don't talk here, go upstairs."
He pulled him and turned around and went into the stairs.
The corridors in the dilapidated community are narrow and dark.
If two people walk side by side, there is no room for a third person.
Zhou Chong looked at the thin wrist he was holding, and thought absentmindedly: Is the film and television city so close to Qingshan Xiaobao's community?
Shan Qingshan opened the door and walked in.
"I'm going to take my makeup off."
"Um."
Zhou Chong sat on the sofa and looked at the hook on the wall that he had occupied.
A stack of small cards hung on it.
Zhou Chong stood up, took out a punch card from his pocket, took a pen, and wrote on the card -
Shan Qingshan, be my boyfriend
Finish writing and hang up.
The new card covered another card with exactly the same handwriting and content.
"This isn't a wishing well. You'll be filling it up with your hangings."
"Then I'll bring a hook next time."
"Have you eaten? I'll cook some noodles."
"No."
After a while, two bowls of noodles were served. They were fragrant and both bowls were topped with braised pork chops.
The extra bowl was pushed in front of Zhou Chong.
"You eat so little."
"I had some food on the set this afternoon."
"I'll wash the dishes later."
"what ever."
Zhou Chong raised his eyes and looked across, trying to see Shan Qingshan clearly.
But he is seen as through fog.
Maybe the noodles were too hot and steam was rising.
He said across from me, "It's raining outside, do you have an umbrella?"
"No." Zhou Chong clenched his chopsticks. "Can I stay here for one night?"
"Sleep on the sofa."
"good."
Zhou Chong looked at the noodles in the bowl; the soup in the bowl reflected his shadow.
He vaguely realized that he was already dating Qingshan Xiaobao.
"Wife, You Liang is dead."
"Everyone will die."
"Will you die?"
Shan Qingshan sat opposite, his expression unchanged.
But suddenly, the rental house disappeared, and instead there was an empty rooftop. Shan Qingshan stood at the edge of the building and said to him.
"So can I."
Then, right before his eyes, he fell down!
Zhou Chong suddenly opened his eyes.
I was soaked all over, my heart was beating erratically, as if I was suddenly pulled back from a state of drowning and death, and I took a deep breath of air.
Then the breathing slowly changed from rapid to slow.
It was a dream.
He talked about how the real and the fake were mixed together.
grass!
The breakup with You Liang had a huge impact on him!
It's so fucking scary!
Qingshan Xiaobao, Xiaobao, my wife, my wife...
In this situation, you must hug your wife to get better!
Zhou Chong turned around to look for someone and unexpectedly met Qingshan Xiaobao's clear eyes.
“…Not asleep?”
"You keep calling me."
“…”
Zhou Chong's heart skipped a beat.
Cough lightly to ease the atmosphere.
"Luckily I didn't call another man's name in bed."
Shan Qingshan turned on the light, got up from the bed, and took a towel to wipe his sweat.
"You called Yu Liang's name."
“…”
"And told me not to jump."
Begging heartbreakingly.
“…”
The world is so quiet that you can hear the sound of his broken heart.
Damn it!
Doesn’t this mean that everything is forced out?
Shan Qingshan poured him another glass of water and sat beside the bed.
"A nightmare?"
"Um."
"Can you still sleep?"
Zhou Chong shook his head.
Who can sleep like this?
Shan Qingshan looked at him and felt something in his heart collapse.
On the road leading to Zhou Chong's previous life, an answer slowly took shape and gradually surfaced.
"I'm dead?"
Zhou Chong felt a sharp pain in his heart.
The pain was so severe that he felt like he was going to die.
Zhou Chong nodded with difficulty.
August 23rd.
It turned out to be the date of his death.
The moonlight poured into the room and shone on Shan Qingshan's face, making him look clear and cool, not like an ordinary person.
Shan Qingshan found it difficult to describe his feelings at the moment.
Panic, yes.
Shocked, yes.
Reluctantly, yes.
Reluctantly, yes.
My heart hurts too.
But his first reaction was to go see Zhou Chong.
He was afraid that he would cry.
"Which year?" He lowered his voice unconsciously, and was afraid to even face the sound of his voice.
"Eight years later."
Eight years?
Shan Qingshan was stabbed in the heart.
Zhou Chong's words rang in his ears.
——"If Heaven wants to separate us, it will only be the separation of life and death. Even if you die, I will chase you."
Previously, he guessed that Zhou Chong was reborn after death, so he naturally thought that Zhou Chong was seventy years old, or at least sixty.
Eight years...
He is still so young!
Shan Qingshan felt his eyes getting wet and opened his mouth.
He wanted to ask: "You... committed suicide for love?"
There was something stuck in my throat, I couldn't ask the question, even breathing was difficult.
I see……
No wonder the impact is so great.
I was fine before going to bed, but I would still be woken up by nightmares after falling asleep.
"I dreamed about you, too." Shan Qingshan whispered, "You were very noisy and annoying. You were old and still called me your wife on the street. People on the street were looking at us."
Zhou Chong imagined the scene and laughed.
It looks so real.
He himself didn't even dare to say that it was a rumor.
He dared to bet that Qingshan Xiaobao definitely did not have this dream.
I made it up to please him.
Lie to me!
He loves me!
Love it so much!
Zhou Chong felt a burning sensation in his heart.
"If conditions permit, I can indeed live to be a coquettish person until I am 70 or 80 years old. Your dream fits my personality very well!"
“Your dreams should be the same.”
Zhou Chong was stunned.
"The Shan Qingshan in your dream is probably even more independent, closed, cold, and unkind than he is now. You are in his heart, but he doesn't want you to know. He likes you self-righteously and makes you so sad. He is a bad person."
Zhou Chong's eyes turned red and he argued.
"She is the wife I chose, she is very good, I don't allow you to say that about him."
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That day, Shan Qingshan had dinner.
It didn't rain that day either.