I don't care about the past, I only care about you...
Liu Shi was so bold as to do evil that he raised his fist to hit Wen Zichuan in the face, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
What a shabby neighborhood! It’s so late and there’s no peace!
If it weren't for... he wouldn't have condescended to move to this slum-like place!
Seeing him hesitate for a moment, Wen Zichuan raised his knee and kicked him. Liu Shixing was distracted and the strength in his hand inevitably loosened a little.
Cheng Sizhou seized the opportunity and rushed towards Liu Shixing with all his strength, pulling Wen Zichuan behind him.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly!" The knocking sound was filled with an aggressive and oppressive feeling. If they continued knocking, I'm afraid everyone in the building would wake up and watch the fun.
Cheng Sizhou protected Wen Zichuan as they retreated, his eyes fixed on Liu Shixing. "Listen, if you don't want to be on the front page of the entertainment news, just stand still. I'll open the door and deal with it."
Liu Shixing finally calmed down and sneered, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Cheng Sizhou didn't have time to care about where he was injured, but as soon as he moved, he felt pain all over.
He protected Wen Zichuan, retreated to his bedroom, pushed him in, and then decisively locked the door.
"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?!" Wen Zichuan anxiously turned the doorknob, but couldn't open it.
"Zichuan, wait a moment." Cheng Sizhou's tone was unusually calm.
Wu Meng, who was outside, heard the noise inside and felt that it didn't seem like a thief. He was about to knock on the door next door and climb in from the balconies of the two adjacent houses when the door opened.
"Officer... Wu?" Cheng Sizhou recognized him and was a little surprised why he came.
"What's going on?" Wu Meng didn't plan to stand at the door and chat. He strode in with two policemen and found that the furnishings in the living room were overturned and turned over, with obvious signs of a fight. There was also a man with dyed white hair sitting lazily on the sofa.
In front of the police, Cheng Sizhou would not lie. Seeing that he did not speak for a long time, Liu Shixing stood up calmly and straightened his messed cuffs: "It's just the original wife beating the mistress. You officers should have seen a lot of this."
"The original wife beats the mistress??"
Without exaggerating, Wu Meng had been a police officer for several years. What kind of bizarre family affairs and neighborhood disputes had he not seen? Although the Xu family incident last time was outrageous, it was reasonable when you put it into context.
But what's going on today? There are only two men in the room. Who is the original wife and who is the mistress?
"Officer Wu, he's talking nonsense." Cheng Sizhou endured the pain and smiled awkwardly, "My college classmates came over to play, and we had a little conflict. I'm sorry to bother you to make the trip."
"That's right, we have a good relationship. We fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed." Liu Shixing still didn't give up. He almost took a loud speaker to make everything they talked about public to the world.
Wu Meng looked around the living room, then looked at the two of them, and felt something was strange.
If what they said was true, it was just a conflict between two young men, some physical contact, and some throwing of objects, but it wasn't even a brawl.
Looking at the two brothers behind him carrying a lot of "equipment" for catching thieves, with speechless expressions on their faces, he cursed Xu Jiaxuan in his heart. Why did this unlucky child have so many tricks! What did the conflict between adults have to do with a little kid like him?
Listening to the noise outside the door, Wen Zichuan couldn't sit still.
He twisted the door handle a few times, maybe because the house was too old, the door bolt and other things didn't work well, so he twisted it a few more times and it actually opened!
"Officer Wu, he's lying! He came here on purpose to beat people up!" Wen Zichuan stopped Wu Meng who was about to leave.
"It's you? Oh yes, you share the apartment with Teacher Cheng." Wu Meng finally realized what was strange. He had seen the two people living in 303 before, Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan, but not the "non-mainstream" guy with dyed hair next to them.
"Officer Wu, look at his body," Wen Zichuan lifted Cheng Sizhou's sleeves, showing the bruises left by the collision to the police, and then lifted up his shirt. "And on his stomach, he was kicked. This is intentional injury, we can't just let it go like this!"
The police can tell whether the injury is caused by human factors.
Wu Meng's eyes flashed, and he said to Cheng Sizhou, "You're injured, go sit down." Then he turned to Liu Shixing and asked, "Did you do it?"
"So what?" Liu Shixing said disdainfully, "He betrayed me and got along with another man. Beating him up is the least I can do."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Sizhou stood for a long time and his hip became more and more painful. Could it be that the bone was broken?
"Brother Zhou, let me help you sit down." Wen Zichuan felt so distressed when he showed Wu Meng the scars.
"No need," Cheng Sizhou continued, "I'm sorry, Officer Wu, this is my personal matter. It's not a fight, and it doesn't bother anyone else. Can you please let us handle it ourselves?"
The victim had said so, so Wu Meng nodded and gave up. He then reminded Liu Shixing: "No matter what, hitting people is wrong. You ran into someone else's house and affected their normal life. If they asked us to deal with it, we can take you away directly."
"Tsk! Don't bother you. I have a few more words to say, and then I'll leave." Liu Shixing curled his lips. "Why are you officers interested in listening to our private conversation?"
Wu Meng was speechless, uninterested, and helpless. He gestured to Cheng Sizhou and left with his men.
"Brother Cheng, you said," Liu Shixing's tone floated like soap bubbles in the air, "as long as the issues between us are not principled, there is still room for turning back."
"Why are you looking back? You've already broken up!" Wen Zichuan saw him approaching and immediately blocked Cheng Sizhou, his hands clasped behind him shaking uncontrollably.
Liu Shixing ignored him and suddenly stepped forward, almost nose to nose with Cheng Sizhou: "Since our breakup was due to separation and lack of companionship, then it's not a matter of principle, so let's start over."
"What do you mean by starting over? What do you think of him? You can just abandon him if you want to, and get him back if you want to? How can you be so shameless?"
Wen Zichuan knew the more he raged, the more likely his opponent would prevail. But he and Cheng Sizhou had only been together for four months. Wasn't it ridiculous to argue without even having the guts to do so? But Liu Shixing had so ignited him that he didn't care.
"If this is considered shameless, then Brother Cheng and I have done countless shameless things. It's a pity that I don't have the time to chat with you. Let Brother Cheng tell you himself."
"Go away, there's no turning back." Cheng Sizhou finally spoke, his words as straightforward as a knife cutting through gold and jade.
For him, not being able to know and accompany each other is a violation of principles. Relationships maintained solely by the Internet and information are too fragile and too easy to break.
"No, you just forgot how you felt about me." Liu Shixing's expression was full of teasing. He wanted to touch Cheng Sizhou's face, but Wen Zichuan pulled him back a step, so he couldn't do it in the end. "Maybe if we sleep together once, you'll remember it. Let's make an appointment and sleep together. As usual, you choose the place and I choose the condoms."
To Wen Zichuan's astonishment, Liu Shixing walked away.
Wen Zichuan didn't know how the words could be so blunt, or was it just that blunt when he talked to Cheng Sizhou?
The farce finally ended. In the December weather, Cheng Sizhou broke out in a cold sweat.
"Zichuan, he and I didn't..." He couldn't bear it anymore and gasped in pain.
"I know, but why don't you go to the hospital for your injury?" Wen Zichuan frowned. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't dare to argue with him about whether to go to the hospital or not.
"No, I can still walk. It shouldn't be serious." Cheng Sizhou didn't want him to worry, so he tried to smile. "There's a clinic behind the community. Let's go there and buy some medicine to apply on it. It will be fine."
It was the middle of the night and there were no other patients in the small clinic except them. On the glass sliding door, the bold words in red and green were particularly eye-catching - bone setting, massage, pedicure, and trauma.
"...The business scope is quite broad." Cheng Sizhou couldn't even straighten his legs, but he was in the mood to make a joke.
The decoration of the clinic is even simpler than its promotional sign, with an office desk, a row of waiting chairs, and a curtain separating the front. Behind the curtain is a relatively private space for examining the patient's private parts.
The doctor, about fifty years old, with some gray hair on his temples, was wearing glasses and writing something with his head down. Seeing the two people walking in, his eyes suddenly lit up: "You're here again? Where are you injured this time?"
Wen Zichuan was puzzled: "Again?"
Cheng Sizhou laughed so hard that his teeth chattered: "Doctor Mo, you see so many patients every day, how come you only remember me?"
Doctor Mo put down his pen. "I remember all the weird cases. Aren't you the guy who sprained his neck watching a video? Luckily, it's just a neck problem, so I can treat it. If you saw something weird, I'd probably have to go to the temple and ask a monk to take a look."
Wen Zichuan was puzzled again: "What video?"
What else could it be? The finale of "Restoration," a thank you video for the voice actors!
Cheng Sizhou didn't want to recall the awkwardness of that day, so he changed the subject: "A man shouldn't talk about strange things. How can I, a sunny and cheerful boy, believe in that?"
Dr. Mo's talkative style was incompatible with his profession, and he had no age gap at all. When he heard that Cheng Sizhou had a waist injury, he led him behind the curtain and started telling stories while examining him.
"Don't tell me, I met a patient like that before. He was from the same hometown as me. Oh, he was a young man about the same age as you two. He was stupid and didn't like to talk. When he did say a few words, they were all incoherent... take off."
"ah?"
"Take off your pants."
Dr. Mo has an attitude of "I won't tell you anything unless you do as I say". Perhaps the lively and interesting diagnosis and treatment process can relieve the pain of the injured.
The pain spread from the hip to the right side of the waist, and I had to take off my pants to check the injury.
"When the village and town implemented universal medical care, the medical team examined him. I went with them, but they didn't find anything wrong. In the end, they had no choice but to find a monk from the temple to exorcise the evil spirits for him," said Dr. Mo as he closed the curtain.
The small clinic was not so particular, and the curtain got stuck while being pulled, leaving a gap that could not be covered tightly.
Cheng Sizhou turned his head and saw Wen Zichuan standing in the gap, his hands clenched into fists, his lips tightly pursed, staring at him intently.
We've lived together for so long, there's no part of his body that he hasn't seen.
But for some reason, today, just showing anything below his waistline made him feel particularly embarrassed. Perhaps it was because the pain there was blatantly proving that he was a useless coward. His lover had given him her heart, but he always made him feel so sad.
"What happened next?" Cheng Sizhou was in a state of confusion. He didn't dare to meet Wen Zichuan's gaze, but asked about the follow-up of the story without meaning it.
"Hey, turn around and face the light." Doctor Mo turned up the light. The strong white light shone down, and the blue cloth curtain looked even more eerie. "Master said that when he entered the mountains, he saw something unclean."
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