Chapter 11: Stay Alone or Share Your Worries

The car window rolled down slowly, and Lu Fangchi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, said to the alpha outside the window: "I think I will have to work overtime. You can take care of it yourself tonight. You don't have to wait for me."

"Got it." Zhou Zheng nodded and waved his hand.

The car window rolled up, the engine started and drove forward until it completely disappeared from sight. Only then did Zhou Zheng withdraw his hand, turn around and walk upstairs.

After returning home, Zhou Zheng chose to take a shower to wash off the dust. After getting out of the shower, he did not blow-dry his hair. Instead, he went to the wine cabinet with wet hair ends and picked out a bottle of wine. He carried the wine to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the ice cubes, opened the wine and poured it into the glass. He shook the cup of brown-red liquid, brought it to his mouth and took a few sips.

Tsk, wipe your lips.

Zhou Zheng frowned and raised his head to drink a few more sips until two-thirds of the liquid in the cup was gone, his ears began to turn red and hot, and his head became dizzy, then he walked towards the study.

Zhou Zheng turned on his computer and started to do mind mapping. Perhaps because he had done it often before, it was not difficult for him and he even felt like he could do it easily.

First draw a circle and fill in Lu Fangchi's name, then expand outward from the name to include personality, work, family, hobbies and orientation.

Lu Fangchi has a gentle personality and stable mood. He rarely gets angry in life, and he is tolerant of his own unreasonable demands when he is sick. He has a good temper and is very pleasant to get along with.

A few lines would not be enough to describe the advantages, so Zhou Zheng stopped in time and switched to black font to analyze the disadvantages. It might be biased to say "disadvantages", and it would be more accurate to say that this kind of personality has disadvantages in this relationship.

Compared to the speed of typing the red font to analyze the advantages, the frequency of the black font increasing has become much slower. Zhou Zheng pursed his lips and weighed each word: there is a strong sense of proportion and enough sense of distance.

Translated, it means difficult to get close to and open up to.

Even if Zhou Zheng didn't want to admit it, he couldn't ignore the fact that Lu Fangchi was reluctant to take him in at first and strictly divided the sleeping positions.

Of course this is understandable, but you still need to work hard.

Next is work and family. Zhou Zheng doesn't know much about them. He only knows that Lu Fangchi is in the same industry as him and makes games. But now he has lost his memory and has forgotten everything. He has no idea what kind of games he makes or what business he has.

As for the family, Zhou Zheng tapped the table with his finger, and there was really no information. Lu Fangchi had never mentioned it, and there were no family photos here, so it was probably not harmonious, but it was not easy to speculate based on this alone.

Therefore, Zhou Zheng has question marks in the extended circle of work and family.

There are so many things to write about his preferences. He prefers light and delicious food, green vegetables are more important than nightshade vegetables. When he eats something he likes, he will squint his eyes in satisfaction, but when he doesn't like something, he will quietly move his chopsticks away and never touch it again.

I like fruits like mango and kiwi, but I don't want to peel them. I am very happy to eat them after they are processed. Cherry tomatoes appear more frequently, probably because they are more convenient, but judging by my expression, I don't feel anything. I can eat them but I don't love them very much.

There are some small points that are in stark contrast to his cold appearance. He likes to sleep in very much. When he takes a break, he must stay in bed until noon. He is a homebody and loves playing games. He rarely goes out except to take out the garbage. He is like a lazy little cat.

Zhou Zheng typed very quickly, with a smile on his face. Every time he typed a word, a corresponding picture appeared in his mind: Lu Fangchi's slightly upturned lips, crescent-shaped eyes, slightly wrinkled brows, and drooping eyelashes.

The font size kept shrinking until it could no longer fit in the circle, and then Zhou Zheng stopped.

My eyes fell on the last circle - orientation.

Zhou Zheng paused for a moment, then typed "yes."

"Can you accept being with an alpha?"

What was Lu Fangchi's answer at that time? Zhou Zheng pointed at the table with his index finger and supported his chin with his other hand as he recalled.

He did not reply immediately, but thought for a moment and replied, "Well, that should work?"

Zhou Zheng was not satisfied with this ambiguous answer, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

The more anxious Zhou Zheng got, the slower Lu Fangchi responded. It took him a long time to utter a few words: "It means exactly what it says."

The attitude is not at all certain.

Zhou Zheng: "Please explain it more clearly."

Perhaps this question really stumped Lu Fangchi. He didn't notice Zhou Zheng's abnormality and paused for a long time before revealing his cards: "To be honest, no one has ever asked me this question. I haven't thought about it myself. I used to talk about omegas."

Hearing this answer, Zhou Zheng felt very disappointed.

"So now I think about it," Lu Fangchi said, "I can accept it. It's still the same as saying, as long as you like it."

Zhou Zheng's mood was like a roller coaster, suddenly dropping and then rising high.

As long as you can accept it, there will be a chance.

However, the answer “as long as I like it” is very general. How can I make Lu Fangchi like it?

Zhou Zheng sat up straight, folded his arms across his chest, and carefully examined the mind map on the screen in front of him.

Finally, the finger pointed to the position of the work circle, and the first step of the pursuit of the big battle was planned - close proximity for a long time, effective contact to share your worries.

The font is bold and three five-pointed stars are drawn.

On the way back after dinner, Lu Fangchi received a work call. After hanging up, he looked normal, but the gradually increasing speed of the car reflected that his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

According to the overtime schedule of the recent period, Lu Fangchi will most likely have to go out early and come back late, so it is almost impossible for us to meet.

That would mean he would have to stay alone in the empty room, without being able to display his cooking skills. Now that Zhou Zheng had come to understand his true feelings, he naturally didn't want to sit and wait for death.

OK, let's start tomorrow.

This was too dizzy. The alcohol from the celebration had only just fully fermented. Zhou Zheng felt as if a thousand pounds weighed down his head. His eyelids wanted to close like a magnet, and the words on the screen in front of him began to double and he could not see clearly.

Alpha mustered up his last bit of energy to turn off the computer, stood up and walked into the bedroom with suspended steps, not forgetting to only occupy one side, leaving most of the space for Lu Fangchi.

Before falling asleep, Zhou Zheng sniffed the quilt deeply, smelled a little bit of Lu Fangchi's scent, and closed his eyes.

This sleep lasted a full night. In the morning, his biological clock rang on time. Zhou Zheng's eyelids moved and he woke up.

Without blinking, he reached out his hand to the side and touched something cold.

Zhou Zheng then opened his eyes. The person beside him was exactly as he had been before, with no signs that anyone had slept there, and the quilt was not even opened.

He didn't come back all night? Zhou Zheng stood up and reached for the phone on the bedside table to take a look.

At seven o'clock in the morning, I clicked into WeChat, but there was no message.

Lu Fangchi doesn't like to chat, and the two of them haven't reached the point where they need to report to each other yet.

Zhou Zheng turned his phone around and sent a message to Assistant Liu: Are you there?

Liu Zhu replied immediately: Yes.

While Zhou Zheng was still typing, several messages came in on his phone.

Liu Zhu: Ancestor, have you remembered anything?

Assistant Liu: When can you come back to work?

Assistant Liu: Oh my god, it’s already seven o’clock and I’m already up to get ready for work. This is so unbelievable.

The smell of ban jiao coming from the noodles is too strong.

Zhou Zheng: I can’t think of it, I don’t know, thank you for the hard work.

Liu Zhu: It’s not hard, it’s a hard life. [Rose]

Zhou Zheng started to get to the point: Do you know where Lu Fangchi’s company is?

Liu Zhu, whose hopes were dashed, became aloof and unwilling to say a word. He just threw out a location.

Zhou Zheng: Thank you.

Put down your phone, get up, wash up, and get ready to go out.

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Lu Fangchi blinked his sore eyes, feeling dizzy, put down the mouse and reached for the cigarette box for a cigarette.

I touched the cigarettes but found nothing. There was only half a pack of cigarettes left. I smoked one at a time throughout the night and finished them all.

The only alternative was to use coffee to refresh myself. I drank three large cups of Americano in one night. It seemed that I had developed antibodies to caffeine, but I still couldn't wake up.

Perhaps he had reached his limit, Lu Fangchi took off his glasses and began to rub his temples.

Just two minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Fangchi didn't blink, and responded, "Come in."

The door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and footsteps approached, but no sound was made.

Lu Fangchi did not urge her. He closed his eyes and continued rubbing. He moved his hand from his temple to his eyeball and scraped it gently, doing eye exercises.

Until another pair of hands covered my head, rubbing my temples skillfully and also taking care of the back of my head with just the right amount of force, making my scalp tingle comfortably.

Lu Fangchi opened his eyes and met Zhou Zheng's upright and handsome face.

A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, "Why are you here?" Lu Fangchi asked.

Zhou Zheng didn't stop moving his hands, and while pressing, he said, "You didn't come back all night, so I came to see you and brought you some food."

Lu Fangchi said "hmm", then closed his eyes again after seeing who was coming.

After pressing the button for about ten minutes, Zhou Zheng urged Lu Fangchi to eat. He opened the lunch box and placed it on the tea table. The aroma immediately wafted out, whetting his appetite.

Lu Fangchi stood up and walked to the sofa and sat down, but he did not forget to bring his computer and notebook aside, and he would reach out to play the drums from time to time.

Seeing the young man fiddling with his computer while eating, Zhou Zheng asked, "Why are you so busy?"

Lu Fangchi nodded and explained, "The game exploded after it was launched, so we had to catch up. It was fine at first, but then both programmers fell ill, so I had to fill in the gap myself."

Zhou Zheng nodded, raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose, and casually asked as if jokingly: "So what do you think of me?"

"Huh?" Lu Fangchi didn't understand.

"I'll help you do it," Zhou Zheng added, as if afraid of being rejected, "It's free, no money required."

Lu Fangchi then looked up at Zhou Zheng and said with a smile, "I'll give you one thousand a day."

Lu Fangchi finally put down his computer and started to concentrate on learning how to eat. After he had eaten and drunk enough, he began to feel sleepy. If he continued to endure it, he would probably have a heart attack and die suddenly.

He sank directly into the sofa, and said to Zhou Zheng with his eyes half closed: "I'll take a nap. You can go back and drive my car, or take a taxi. My key is in the first drawer. You can take it yourself."

I didn't take what I just said seriously.

Zhou Zheng opened his mouth to ask again, but Lu Fangchi had already closed his eyes and was breathing evenly, falling asleep in a second.

I guess he was too tired; his extremely pale skin made the blue under his eyes even more obvious.

Zhou Zheng swallowed his words, walked lightly to the cupboard, found a blanket and covered the young man with it, then sat on the sofa next to him, picked up the notebook on the coffee table, and began to study the screen.

【Author’s words】

( ) The progress bar starts moving, indicating that a new character will be unlocked.

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