Chapter 32

Sure enough, the man told him to take off his clothes. He was just about to lie on the bed, but the door was suddenly opened.

"Meng Meng, I want to..." I want to drink water. There is no water. Before I finish, Meng Yi is surprised by Meng Fuguang's naked body. "Meng Meng, why don't you wear clothes in such a cold day?"

"I, I'll wear it right away." He awkwardly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on himself.

"Meng Meng is not ashamed. His big brother is still there. Meng Meng took off his clothes."

In fact, he still has to take it off after wearing it for a while. He can say a reason casually. However, at the moment when he saw Xiaoyi, he suddenly felt embarrassed and panicked like being hit by someone for an affair. He just wanted to put on his clothes quickly to prove his innocence.

"Meng Meng, I want to drink water. I'm so thirsty."

"Is there no water in the kitchen?" Meng Fu put on his clothes and asked.

"No more."

"I'll boil a pot of water." He hurried away from the room, like a fugitive, and didn't even look up at Guze.

While waiting for the water to boil, Meng Fu stood in the kitchen. Meng Yi nodded and waited. In fact, the degree of thirst in his dream has long been forgotten.

Suddenly, he suddenly fell on Meng Fu and woke up. Meng Yi rubbed his bleary eyes and wondered at the red mark on Meng Fu's neck, "Meng Meng, what's the matter with your neck?"

It should be a trace pinched out by Guze.

"Nothing. The water is boiling. "

After Meng Yi finished drinking water, Meng Fu returned to his room more than 20 minutes later. I thought I would see an angry face, but a calm and peaceful face.

Guze fell asleep in his bed.

The room still needs heating in the future. It's very cold. The man's coat hasn't been taken off. Meng Fu turns on the heating and hesitates whether to wake up Guze or let Guze sleep in this bed.

Weighing again and again, he reached out and shook Guze's arm, "Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu." He called softly.

Guze seemed to be asleep. Perhaps Meng Fu called in a low voice. Guze didn't wake up.

Meng Fu gave up. Forget it. Let this man sleep all night.

He helped take off Guze's shoes, took off Guze's heavy coat, broke the man's body, covered a thick quilt, turned off the light, and then left quietly.

Gu Ze turned over and still closed his eyes, but his mind was clear.

According to what kind of mentality did you stay in Meng Fu's room? Such a hard little bed that didn't feel comfortable at all and didn't take a bath, so you rushed from the restaurant with anger.

Half an hour ago, he thought he would strangle Meng Fu, but now his mind to kill has disappeared.

The cold wind outside the window is howling, and there is a more and more obvious sense of awe in winter.

What's the matter,

Someone's hatred began to fade.

After midnight, one hand quietly opened Meng Yi's door.

Meng Fu unconsciously shrank cold in his deep sleep. His face turned white in the moonlight. He clearly realized that someone seemed to have entered the room. He was too sleepy to open his eyes.

A thick quilt covered most of Meng Yi's body. The cold and trembling man just leaned in, but he didn't know to pull a little towards himself.

Gu Ze put his hand into his pocket and stared at Meng Fu.

I watched him grow some hair.

Looking at his exquisite side face exposed outside.

Then he went forward, lifted the quilt and looked at the obvious pinch mark on Meng Fu's neck.

For a few seconds,

Take a few steps back,

Those who want to leave have turned back.

He stretched out his hand, hesitated, and finally pulled some of the quilt to Meng Fu.

However, as soon as he finished pulling, the man subconsciously pushed the quilt to Meng Yi. He would rather be cold than his brother.

"Meng Fu, you deserve to be cold." Guze whispered in the night.

Guze went home after smoking two cigarettes in the car. The house was very quiet, but when he was ready to lie back in bed after taking a bath, Guze found a woman lying in bed.

"Clear water? Why are you here? "

The woman sat up and put a silk sling on her arm, revealing most of her shoulder, "Guze, how did you come back?"

Gu Ze suddenly gave birth to a bit of disgust, "go back to me."

"Today is my birthday." The woman said pitifully.

At that time last year, he accompanied her on her birthday. He bought cakes, roses and candlelight dinner for her. It was only a year, but the situation was completely different.

He said to go back, so cold.

In fact, she just wanted him to meet her and accompany her on this day, because Yuyang film and television company is now facing heavy losses and her career is in a slump.

She thought Guze would come to her when she saw the news.

However, the man never appeared.

She came to him wrongly.

"Shall I buy you a cake now?" The tone is raised and full of irony.

Shuiqing shook her head. She didn't mean that. Besides, what's the use of the cake now? It's past 12 o'clock. To be exact, yesterday was her birthday.

"What do you want? Want me to sleep with you? "

"I... i... I didn't mean that."

Lying on his bed in exposed clothes, shaking his hands, the voice of defense is getting smaller and smaller. What can it mean if it doesn't mean that.

She likes him.

Like to give up dignity, like to know that this man doesn't love her, or stick it up.

Even give her a hug.

Shuiqing feels sad.

But she can't escape this sadness.

Because women are born emotional animals and will sink in feelings.

"What do you mean? Is it your actor's professional habit to lie in a man's bed with his clothes exposed in the middle of the night? "

Shuiqing, you know this will happen, don't you? Shuiqing bit his teeth and endured this ridicule.

"You always need women, so can I."

"Go back, I really don't need a woman like you."

His finger pointed to the door, and the expulsion was obvious.

"Will you accompany me on my birthday?"

"Shuiqing, I don't think you want me to say worse words." He tilted his head and squinted at Shuiqing, as if he were reading a joke.

Birthday, who stipulates that someone must accompany you on your birthday.

Meng Fu had no company on his birthday. Even if someone accompanied him, he was accompanied by his sarcasm.

Somehow, the man suddenly jumped out. I don't know if he was shivering with cold when he was asleep.

"I'm not going!" Shuiqing is crying and lifting her long hair.

Then she saw Guze turning to leave. Suddenly she panicked and compromised, "OK, I'll go. A living man like me can never compare with a dead man. Gu Ze, you will die alone. "

Guze smiled, as if he didn't care at all.

Die alone?

Maybe it will.

But who cares?

Winter morning.

Depression.

Solitude.

The sky was shrouded in a white veil, like a dark mood.

It's like foolhardy wandering in death for a long time.

Meng Fu woke up. He was warm and greedy for the warmth of the quilt. He narrowed for a while before he got up. He didn't find anything wrong until he sat up. Xiaoyi had a quilt on his body and another quilt on his body, which was the quilt in his room.

He got out of bed suddenly, put on his shoes and hurried to his room.

At the door of the room, he hesitated. What if Guze was still sleeping in the room?

But the quilt has covered himself. How did Guze sleep?

Gently knocked on the door twice before he opened the door carefully. Sure enough, the man was gone.

Why, does Guze cover himself? The problem puzzled him like an unsolved mystery.