Knocking quietly on the door, he stood outside with some anxiety.

Hearing the knock on the door, both of them were stunned for a while. Finally, the door that Shi Feng Jinhua went to open, He Qing stood on the spot, watching him pull the door open, and the handsome young man appeared behind the door. .

"Chu Chen?"

Feng Jinhua's tone is really not good, but the young people don't mind at all, he licks his lips, his voice is hoarse, "Feng."

The man looked at the opposite young man who once had a Spring Festival, and his eyes were full of impatience. If he had an impulse because of the similar appearance of the opposite person and the lover before, then when He Qing left him because of this matter, he would Only Chu Chen's strong disgust remained.

Although he clearly knew that the second time was his own initiative, Feng Jinhua's nature was like this. He could push the error on others without guilt, so that he could persuade himself.

He is right, it is someone else who is wrong.

In this way, A Qing is willing to come back.

Thinking of A Qing in the house, his expression was even more impatient, without saying a word, the violent ones would close the door.

When I saw him, I didn’t leave any emotion on my face. The expression of pitiful youth on the face suddenly changed, and I hurriedly blocked the door. The voice was full of eagerness, "Feng Zong, listen to my explanation, I’m not here to haunt you. , I'm here to ask you a word, you answered, and I will leave immediately."

"roll!"

Feng Jinhua was totally uncooperative at the moment. When he thought that A Qing would come out if he continued to delay this time, he slammed in the eyes, ignoring the hand the youth put outside the door, and closed the door.

Outside the door, the reluctant Chu Chen was still shouting, "Feng Zong! Didn't you say you've been troubled with Mr. He! You didn't say that I look like Mr. He! I beg you, give me a chance, Don't dismiss me..."

"He won't let you go, I let it go!!"

"To shut up!"

Seeing him shout so loudly, Feng Jinhua scolded and kicked the door fiercely. The people outside the door seemed to be frightened by this action and no longer made a sound.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and wanted to go back, but met with a pair of red eyes.

"You..." He Qing looked at the lover on the opposite side, only to feel that there was a slight tingling in the depth of the heart. These pains were not comparable to the pains of the previous attack, but it was enough to make it difficult for him to breathe.

Holding the heart, Feng Jinhua's panicked face was in front of him. He squeezed out a few words.

"You came to him because of this..."

"Because, I can't let you..."

"A Qing, A Qing!!"

Watching the lover's look fall down a little bit, Feng Jinhua was never afraid of it, like losing the whole world, he staggered forward and hugged the cold He Qing in his arms in.

Incoherently explained, "No, not as you think, it was an accident, really an accident..."

He Qing fell in his arms, his heart hurts, but his consciousness was still there. He looked at this lover who had always been in love, closed his eyes, and made a wry smile.

"Jinhua, do you love me?"

"Love...I love!"

The man hugged him tightly and answered with a trembling voice, without any hesitation.

He Qing's eyes were a bit confused when he heard his answer. He stared blankly at the sky in the courtyard, his voice weak and full of helplessness.

"You love me, how can you find someone..."

"I thought, you don't like me anymore. You want to leave me and want to be with Chu Chen..."

"It turns out that you just loved me and went to Chu Chen again..."

He Qing, who was watching tears, but was smiling, Feng Jinhua's eyes were full of confusion, "A Qing, A Qing I know wrong, don't do this, I will change, I will really change..."

"A Qing, please..."

He Qing looked at him, looking at the man's red eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, "Why, do you love me..."

After seeing Feng Jinhua and others together with his own eyes, after the gentle man was sad, he was more relieved.

If Jinhua loves others, and he will die, there will still be someone to take care of the lover.

His love is such a humble, even if it is betrayed, in the face of the intimate lover, but still can't hate at all, what he thinks about is how to plan for him.

He Qing knew he was wrong, but he couldn't control it.

Jinhua, Jinhua, how can you like Jinhua so much...

I like to know that he is getting more and more impatient, more and more do not want to see himself, still want to follow him.

However, such Jinhua originally thought that Jinhua had given up his own, and actually said that he loved him...

"A Qing..."

In his ear was the voice of the lover's worry and even some panic, but He Qing was cold in his heart. He propped himself up and slowly sat up.

Then, under the man's incredible eyes, slowly crawling away from him.

I never thought that the evil words that would come out of my mouth drifted down the wind into the ears of men.

"You mean, do you love me, and then another man?"

Looking at the gentle man with red eyes and a look like crying or crying, Feng Jinhua just felt that his blood was cold.

A Qing, it seems different.

"Don't say anything drunk, Jin Hua, don't you think that it's dirty while saying love to me while on someone else?"

He Qing looked at the man with a blank face, expressionless, but what he said fell like an ice cone in his heart.

Feng Jinhua stared blankly at his lover, as if it had been a long time before he responded. He explained in vain, "No, not like this, that was an accident. I really didn't mean it..."

"A Qing, you believe me, I won't happen again in the future..."

"You let me believe you last time!" He Qing interrupted him, his face pale as if transparent, and looked at the man with red eyes, "But this time, I can't believe you anymore..."

"No, no, A Qing, I can explain, you believe me..." As if He Qing didn't hear it, Feng Jinhua was still talking in a panic tone.

He Qing looked at his lover with tears in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and asked softly:

"Jinhua, if I were lying under another man now, would you still believe me?"

Feng Jinhua froze.

The two were silent, and even the air seemed to be silent. The man was stunned and froze in place.

As if he had lost everything, his eyes were empty, and he looked at his lover with prayers, his voice trembling, "A Qing, please..."

"I know I was wrong, and I will never again..."

"I will listen to you very much and come back at 8 o'clock in the evening. I don't drink or pay. I don't eat spicy food and drink soup, OK?

It seems like I stepped on the ground in the general lower posture, but in return, the lover turned his head hard as if he couldn't see it.

The heart seemed to sink to the bottom.

After a long time, the cold wind of the night blew on him, watching the gentle man shudder slightly, Feng Jinhua tried to control the expression on his face, as if nothing had happened, he stepped forward and took off his coat and draped On lovers.

His voice tried to stay calm, except for the husky, as usual, "The wind is up, let's go back to the room."

He Qing kept looking down at him, listening to what he said, and followed him as before, obediently.

But both of them knew that they would never go back.

"I'm sleeping in the study room tonight, if you have anything, just call me, or just call, I can hear it." wiped his face, as if nothing happened, Feng Jinhua pulled out With a smile, he walked out of the room naturally.

Just closing the door, he couldn't help it any longer, covering his head, crying painfully silently.

What did he do...

Why push the lovers who love him all the way...

Thinking of A Qing if he was with other people, he just imagined that Feng Jinhua was almost painful and could not breathe.

A Qing said he was dirty...

He is indeed dirty...

But he was so dirty, really did not want to let go.

Obviously, Aqing loves him, obviously.

He can't give up, absolutely can't give up at this time, he can't fight Leyuan, but he doesn't need to fight at all.

As long as Le Yuan no longer exists, no one can stop him.

In the future, he and A Qing can still work as before. He goes to work. A Qing prepares breakfast for him. When he comes back, A Qing smiles happily and comes forward to help him get his slippers.

As long as there is no music, as long as there is no music!

In the dark night, He Qing lay quietly in a familiar bed, but did not feel a little drowsy. In the study of the next room, the man was sitting at the computer desk and cracked on the keyboard, his eyes full of madness.

Outside this small yard, Chu Chen was blown cold by the cold wind, but was still persevering outside.

If he hadn't succeeded before, he wouldn't be so persistent, but in fact, he clearly was about to succeed before.

Feng Jinhua has already made a noise to marry him, why did things suddenly become like this now!

Seeing that you want to get what you want, it has become like this now, which makes Chu Chen reconciled!

He blamed it all on He Qing’s return. If He Qing did not return, Feng Jinhua would definitely marry him instead of avoiding him as a monster like he is now.

Trembled by the cold wind, Chu Chen hid behind the grass and looked at the light in the courtyard, his eyes full of firmness.

Feng Jinhua, who disliked He Qing before, gave him the illusion that as long as He Qing could be forced away, then the position of Feng Jinhua's partner was replaced by him Chu Chen came to sit.

——

Early in the morning, the sun shone on the warm bed as usual, and He Qing slowly opened his eyes. The unbearable load on his heart made him more and more sleepy recently, and even getting up became a difficult thing.

Sit up slowly and put on the shoes, but when I was about to stand up, my feet were soft and fell to the ground.

The knee touched the cold ground and made a thumping sound, which made people feel the pain when they heard it, but He Qing didn't have any extra expression except frowning slightly.

He propped up and stood up a little bit, finally standing upright against the wall, the smell of the food outside flew in along with the air, there was a trace of surprise in He Qing's eyes, he was slow, difficult, and walked away Go out.

In the kitchen, Feng Jinhua was cooking in full swing, and was about to hold a plate to prepare dishes. When he turned around, he found He Qing's figure, and a smile immediately appeared on his handsome face.

"A Qing, you are awake. Hurry and prepare for dinner. I made your favorite spicy dish today."

When he saw the gentle man's expression stunned, he smiled more brightly and raised his voice, "Relax, I don't eat, you eat alone."

"Go quickly, I'll make another soup."

Unreal, as if an illusory touch made the sick gentle man only feel that he had hallucinations, but finally, when he was pushed to the bathroom and the gentle water hit his face, he woke up completely.

Actually... it's true...

Jinhua, hasn't he always been reluctant to cook?

Even when the two were in love, Feng Jinhua insisted that he would never step into the kitchen, and said that He Qing would cook enough.

He Qing, a spoiled lover, is also willing to follow him, so they have been together for so many years, Feng Jinhua has never been in the kitchen, let alone cooking.

The hot dishes were on the table, and He Qing stared at the man in the apron with a soup bowl, and placed it carefully in front of him.

He was holding two bowls, both holding a bowl of soup, a bowl for He Qing, and a bowl for himself.

Apparently it is the most annoying nourishing stomach soup, but in the face of He Qing, Feng Jinhua slowly drank it slowly, and then looked like a child waiting for appreciation, looked at him happily and asked, "A Qing, I'm good Not good?"

As he said, he turned the empty bowl upside down, and the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger, "Look, the drink is clean."

Facing the lover waiting for his admiration, He Qing lowered his eyes and slowly drank the soup in front of him without speaking.

The smile on Feng Jinhua's mouth fell down, and he managed to maintain it a little. He stretched out his chopsticks and gave He Qing some spicy dishes, and said with some nostalgia, "I remember when you were in school before. The dishes are gone, we don’t have money, and we all like to eat. Finally, we saved enough money to eat, and you let me give me most of the dishes."

"At that time, I thought, when I have money later, I must buy all the most expensive dishes for you, so that you can live the best life."

The gentle man who had been silent for a while heard this sentence, his hand holding chopsticks tightened, and he ate a little of the dishes in the bowl.

Seeing this, Feng Jinhua's mouth twitched, his face full of what he wanted.

Otherwise, people are cheap!

In the past, He Qing made hot soup and hot dishes every day. Feng Jinhua was not uncommon. He always abandoned the stomach soup, but until now, he made his own dishes, even if he just watched He Qing take a sip and was not happy.

"A Qing, I've already thought about it. I sold the company. The money I got was used to open a flower shop, and the rest was put in the bank for interest. The two of us run the flower shop together, okay? ?"

Feng Jinhua's self-confident proposal will surely move the lover, but he is surprised to look up.

"Sell the company?"

He Qing frowned, his voice hoarse, "Isn't the company developing well now? What do you sell it for?"

"The company is developing well, but it is also busy. Anyway, selling the company's money is enough for our whole life. When the company is sold, we can still open a flower shop."

"After waiting, I will have time to accompany you. Is A Qingkai unhappy?"

Feng Jinhua was talking, and at the same time he was serving vegetables to the gentle man, his face full of longing for a better life in the future.

He Qing turned pale.

He knew Feng Jinhua and knew what the company represented for him. If the company was sold, the most painful person must be Feng Jinhua.

He was already dead soon, Feng Jinhua sold the company for him, what to do when Feng Jinhua died.

He Qing put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the man who was still immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future. He asked in a dumb voice, "Did you sign the divorce agreement?"

Feng Jinhua's expression changed, he put away his smile, and the atmosphere in the air seemed to be tense.

"A Qing, don't we say yes, do you come back to me? What are you doing with that?"

Faced with a stunned lover, He Qing lowered her heart and said coldly, "You are threatening me with Leyuan."

This sentence is like a thin and dense needle. It desperately punctured Feng Jinhua. He tried not to let himself show a sad look, softly, "No matter what the reason is, we are still together now, this enough."

He Qing avoided his gaze, his hands trembling under the table, "You signed it."

"I'm leaving this city right away, whether you sign or not, I'm leaving."

"You know the energy of Le Yuan better than me, and against him, you can't get any benefits."

The man's complexion paled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Beginning?" He stared blankly at the lover who avoided his eyes, eyes full of blood, "A Qing thought, why did I target him?"

He Qing gritted his teeth and turned, "Jin Hua, you..."

"All right!"

Feng Jinhua didn't want to say more, he pulled off his apron, pulled the gentle man on the table, and hugged him to the bedroom.

"A Qing didn't want me to let Le Yuan go? I promised you, but you..."

His face was irritable, but his hands were very gentle on the bed, and he said softly, "During this time, A Qing stayed in the room and waited for me to come back, okay?"

He didn't give He Qing any time to respond, he quickly went out and locked the door, waiting for his lover to be locked up by him, Feng Jinhua took a deep breath, his eyes full of dullness.

Do you want him to let Le Yuan go, and then go away with that man?

How can it be so easy!

Thinking of the foreign man who was far away abroad but also committed to getting rid of Leyuan, Feng Jinhua pulled out a silent sneer.

It's too easy to die an individual in prison.

——

Le Yuan was wearing a prison uniform, sitting calmly on the bed, the door was opened, the new prisoner was pushed in, the man did not lift his head, still sitting on the spot.

It was the newly arrived prisoner who looked at the man on the bed and walked past very naturally.

"The Duke's orders have been blocked, and all information risks have been avoided. You can go out now if you want."

Le Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, his fair-skinned white fingers were tapping on his legs, and the slightly raised tone was magnetic and pleasant, but the information revealed was frightening, "How is he going to deal with me? Kill me?"

The person in front of him looked awkward, he lowered his head and dared not speak again, this look was the default.

The man didn't have an unexpected or sad expression at all, but chuckled softly, which was different from the cold tone of the tone just now. The tone softened, "A Qing, has he healed well?"

"..."

The silence of the opposite person made Leyuan frown sharply. He raised his eyes and stared at his subordinate coldly, "What's wrong with A Qing!"

"Mr. He, he went to Feng Jinhua..."

Le Yuan's eyebrows grew tighter, and the fingers that had been quietly tapped also stopped, and the uncomfortable quiet atmosphere gradually diffused.

At last, Lewon gave an order, "Start to close the net ahead of time, I want to go out tonight."

In the final analysis, he still couldn't rest assured that A Qing, who had been so soft in character, was now in a bad shape. He was bullied 100% against Shangfeng Jinhua.

If the two return to good...

The bluish eyes sink, the big hands clenched together clearly, the man's eyes are full of coldness.

No, he will never give Feng Jinhua another chance.

A Qing is like a piece of cake that people can't put down even if they eat it. Even if they only get along for a few days, Leyuan can no longer guard silently like before.

What's more, Feng Jinhua is not worthy of him at all, is he?

Feng Jinhua drank a lot of wine again, but this time it was the last time in his mind.

The buyer on the opposite side is still saying, "Your company is making such a big news right now, which is really difficult for us to do. If the price goes down a bit, it's okay. Now the price... 啧啧啧......"

The sound was disgusting to hear, Feng Jinhua drank red eyes, held a wine glass and raised it at him, "This price is really nothing to talk about, come, let's have another drink, if you are happy, I Happy too!"

Knowing that he could not drink alcohol, without an assistant by his side, the buyer made a wink at the person beside him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, since President Feng has said so, let's drink more!"

Wheel fight.

Feng Jinhua drank top-heavy drinks and was toasted by countless people, but the price has been bitten to death.

The current price itself is already a bargain, and it will never be possible to retreat. At the end, there are a lot of people on the table. Buyers have to admit defeat, according to the price they originally negotiated.

A few people left, Feng Jinhua drank too much, the car could not drive, he walked on the road, thinking about the lover who was locked in the room, his face blown by the cold wind was a little more gentle.

I don’t know if A Qing he ate in the room has eaten. Now that he has sold the company, the money he got, A Qing must be very happy to see it.

Thinking about it, the man stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground, struggling to stand up, but there was a clear voice beside him.

"Jinhua, I help you get up."

Feng Jinhua shook some dizzy head and looked at the person in front of him, "A Qing?"

[I think I should go. 】

He Qing sat on the bed full of food and looked at the sky outside to complain to the system, [You said Feng Jinhua thought of putting food, why didn’t he want to put some water, eat so much food, die of thirst I am. 】

[Water in the bathroom. 】

He Qing rolled his eyes when he heard the satisfactory answer in the system, and rolled over with a slightly supportive belly. [Eh, did you say that Feng Jinhua loves him or not? 】

The system thought for a while, [When the original owner died, Feng Jinhua did not love him so much now. 】

[Also. 】

It is different from He Qing’s calculation now. In the original world, all this is much simpler.

A man who started drinking disorderly after drinking alcohol ended the life of this body.

Outside, it was the sound of the door opening, and He Qing sat quietly in the bed, listening to the ambiguous sound that reminded me a little outside.

Feng Jinhua's rough breath and a moan belonging to another voice.

He Qing opened the quilt and lay quietly inside.

This is how it was, and was kept in the room, forced to listen to the live **** palace where his lover and other men went to bed, and finally had a heart attack and struggled to lie on the door for help.

Finally, he died on the ground.

[Objective evaluation, this cry is a bit fake, Chu Chen needs to practice again, want to become a stand-in, at least to know that when the main slap is not screaming. 】

The dirty topic system is not evaluated.

[Okay, let me die quietly. Although it still feels dignified, it is better than lying on the ground. 】

[Goodwill has not reached full value. 】

[I know, when he finds me dead, it will be full. 】

The system was silent for a while, and answered, [Okay, host. 】

【Wait! ] He Qing suddenly stopped him, [Let me finish the last sentence in this world! 】

[Bitch, is hypocritical! 】

The system tone is calm, [You are dead. 】

In the moonlight, in a rough gasping voice outside, the pale man lay on the bed and lost his breath.

The next day, Feng Jinhua woke up and found himself lying on the sofa. The headache after the hangover made him look painful. He slowly sat up and found that he had a white arm beside him.

who is it? A Qing?

Before he could come up with an answer, Chu Chen climbed up from the sofa with a shy smile, "Feng Zong..."

Feng Jinhua looked at him incredulously, and then looked at the surrounding decorations.

It’s right at home...

Regardless of the young man who wanted to stick in, he almost crawled down the sofa, shaking his hand and pulling out the key to open the door.

On the bed, the gentle man lay quietly, except for his pale complexion, which seemed to be a heavy sleeper.

Feng Jinhua trembled and walked over, trying to make a smile, "A Qing..."

"I didn't mean it last night, I drank A Qing..."

"Really, you believe me..."

The person on the bed did not respond, and even the eyelashes did not shake at all.

The man became more and more panicked. He pulled Chu Chen behind him and kicked him on the ground. The ear was the wailing of the youth. He stood at the door, like awaiting praise, and said in a dumb voice, " I hit him, look, I hit him..."

"Mr. Feng!!! Ah, Mr. Feng, don't fight!"

Chu Chen's beaten voice is not sharp, even if he sleeps no matter how heavy he is, he will be awakened, but He Qing still has no response.

"A Qing, don't you blame me..." Feng Jinhua reached out his hand, completely mercilessly, slapped on his face with a slap, and gave a loud and clear slap.

"I hit, I beat myself, don't be angry!"

His strength was so great that he quickly became red on his face, but Feng Jinhua didn't mind it at all, as if he didn't feel the pain, he slapped it on his face.

Chu Chen struggled to get up and saw such a scene, quickly stepped forward to block, "Feng Zong, please don't do this..."

"Go away!"

Feng Jinhua pushed him away, pointing at him and scolding, "You slut! It's you sticking to me! It's you!"

"I don't have Mr. Feng, Mr. He, you believe me, Mr. He, last night..."

Chu Chen crawled to the bed in embarrassment, with Mr. He in his mouth.

The two of them made a big drama, but the people on the bed were always quiet, so quiet that they seemed to be breathless.

When Chu Chen touched his cold skin, he was shocked, "Why, how cold..."

The youth stretched out his hand in disbelief to test He Qing’s nose, and Feng Jinhua saw this scene with staring red eyes.

"Remove your paw, who will let you touch him!"

"Feng Zong, Mr. He didn't breathe..." Rao Shi Chu Chen was deeply scheming and was frightened by the scene in front of him.

He did not know whether he should be happy or frightened. When he thought that he was entangled with Feng Jinhua and loved him last night, there was a dead man lying in the next room.

"Go away!"

Thinking about it just now, Feng Jinhua kicked up with one foot, kicking mercilessly on his stomach, without looking at the young man who fell on the ground with a painful hum, he walked in embarrassment to the bed.

Looking at the young man on the bed, he made a smile, "A Qing, A Qing don't be afraid, I protect you..."

"Hurry up, after you get up, how do you hit me, I will let you fight, you hurry up, okay?"

"A Qing, yesterday, I went to sell the company and sold the company. We opened a flower shop and spent a lifetime in peace, okay?"

No one answered, but he said to himself like a lunatic, "Don't you like beautiful scenery? Let's choose a better scenery, and then there is a flower shop, is it okay?"

Chu Chen covered her sore stomach, "Feng Zong! Mr. He is dead!"

"Shut up! You will not die if you die!"

Feng Jinhua looked at him with a dark expression, and then turned back tenderly again, holding the man in bed in his arms.

"A Qing, why are your hands so cold? Can I help you warm? Recently, the weather has cooled down. You have to wear a little more. You are so weak. It's easy to get sick if you wear less."

"Are you hungry? Will I cook for you? Make your favorite dishes for so many years. You have eaten those dishes for me. I'm stupid. I don't know how to cherish them. But in the future, I will cherish them. How are you?"

"Hurry up, the sun, the sun is out..."

The man's voice gradually choked, his hands clenched tightly to the young man, and finally he couldn't help it, as if he had lost everything, and wept bitterly.

"A Qing, A Qing, A Qing..."

"I'm wrong, I'm not good, I beg you, please open your eyes, you come to scold me, hit me, A Qing..."

"My stomach hurts, A Qing, aren't you the one who loves me the most? How can you bear to make me hurt like this..."

"Please, please..."

He Qing floated indifferently in the air, watching the man crying, and raised his eyebrows to the system. [How is it? 】

[Favoriteness is full, please host choose to jump the world or stay to watch, next world, vacation world, double points. 】

[Then let’s go, what’s so nice about this. 】 Turning around without hesitation, He Qing whistled and followed the system to leave.

Opening his eyes again, he was in a, um, cage.

He Qing stretched his hind feet and scratched his ears, screaming, "Meow~"

Standing in front of him was a handsome man with a not-so-good-looking face. He was wearing a pair of gloves with a disgusted face, and poked a pretty-looking kitten with his gloved hand.

"Fuck, are you sure you want me to raise you for a week?"

The little girl with two horns must nod, "Uncle, cats please, you must raise it!"

Song Liu frowned, looking at Shulingling with his eyeliner and looking at his cat with disgust. He didn't quite agree to come down.

"I'll just..." The gloved hand poked the kitten, and his soft touch made him more disgusted, "Help you raise for a few days."

He Qing noblely looked at the white gloves in front of him, and put the paws out of the face, "Meow~"

"Uncle! Cats like you!" the little girl shouted as if she had discovered something new.

【Ding! Song Liu favored: 2, please host to make persistent efforts, what is it (づ￣3￣)づ╭】

This is a conspiracy, it must be!

He·Cat·Qing was lying in a cage, his round face was serious, and he was deep in thought.

If you say double points, in the end, you don’t want to buy Huaxingdan, yuck, garbage system, stole for goodwill!