Pat Me Please

Yu Zhou stood in front of the bed, not knowing what to say for a while, Su Chang also lowered his head, looking at his crossed fingers and remained silent.

Yu Zhou felt that he should go to the toilet, and he panicked.

"Uh, I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be back in a while." She learned to be good this time, and said in advance, a little afraid that Su Chang would drag her again.

Su Chang looked up at her, then lowered his head still, and intertwined his separated fingers again: "En."

What a relief, both physically and mentally.

Yu Zhou came out of the bathroom and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the scattered lights outside, he was dazed again. The high and low tree shadows are well trimmed, like dark clouds at night, and the street lamps are stars in the clouds. Money is a good thing. Even if the modern city has polluted the real nebula without a trace, it can still create more exquisite landscapes to confuse you and accumulate some almost natural illusions.

Yu Zhou suddenly understood what he was uncomfortable with. As she said, she is not a person who particularly cares about the money gap, and she has never been short of food and clothing since she was a child. If she hadn't met Su Chang, with her big heart, it would be difficult for her to understand what it is like to be inferior Emotions.

So what she cares about and rejects is not at all how much money the other party has. She doesn't like this neighborhood very much, doesn't like the faint chain of contempt behind the eyes of "you don't belong here", doesn't like the kind of people who are superior to others. Feeling, also don't like indifference.

In fact, the rich may not deliberately build a class. The layers of checkpoints they set up in the community are just to protect their privacy and property safety, but such "protection" itself is against being excluded and waiting " "Interview" conveys a signal, that is - I am more important than you.

But Su Chang, who is protected in this level, is sitting there alive like that, with more exposed anxiety and loneliness than usual, as if to say—you are very important.

This contrast made her dizzy, and also made her powerless and powerless to resist.

Yu Zhou tidied up his thoughts and went to the bedroom. Su Chang was still sitting and leaning against the head of the bed, with his hair half tucked behind his ear, holding the water glass on the bedside table with his left hand, staring at the warm water in a daze.

Seeing her come in, she withdrew her hand, and when Zhou sat on the side of the bed, she heard her say: "I'm sorry."

I don't know what I'm sorry for, it seems to be talking about the offense just now.

Yu Zhou felt a little sad. They had exposed the most naked selves to each other, whether it was body or soul, but today, she needed to apologize for kissing herself.

The change in the distance between people is really cruel.

She lowered her hand and placed it beside Su Chang's leg: "It's okay, actually..." She bit her lower lip, a little bit at a loss for words, what should I say? Said I responded too, and I too... can't help it.

She exhaled and said nothing.

Su Chang looked at her, and the girl in front of him had been with him since she was in her early twenties, developing and exploring herself with her in a youthful way, and ushered in a different kind of trembling with her for the first time in her life. We entangled the sweaty shoulders and necks together.

She thought she knew her well enough, but today she found out that she didn't know her well enough.

Yu Zhou once told her that women's definition of desire is different from men's. Women are more emotional animals. Without the motivation of love and liking, it is difficult to have the driving force to have a relationship with another.

This theory is not necessarily correct, but at least it shows that Yu Zhou thought so at the beginning.

But Yu Zhou, who was twenty-five years old, told her just now that she can solve her desires with herself, just desires.

Su Chang felt that strange wet feeling in his nasal cavity came back again, lowered his eyes again, blinked to make it dry.

This little action did not escape Zhou Zhou's eyes, she looked at the back of Su Chang's hand again, the water stain was already very shallow, but it was not difficult for her to infer that Su Chang had just sent her away and was crying.

It's hard for her to imagine that Su Chang broke up for almost a year because of her crying, and she didn't cry at that time.

"I..." Yu Zhou was about to speak.

Su Chang interrupted her, staring at the quilt cover, and asked softly, "Do you have someone else this year?"

"What?"

Su Chang's lips moved, but she didn't repeat it again.

"You mean, did I live alone this year?" Yu Zhou's voice was also a little hoarse, and he spoke slowly, "It was always true before, but later Xiang Wan came here."

"No," Su Chang took a little breath, as if thinking about how to speak, "I mean...have you ever done something like this with someone before?"

Indulge in love with others, indulge in bed with others. It was hard for her to guess how Yu Zhou could soberly say "If you want, you can, but don't affect the cooperation" at this time.

Her fingers trembled a little again, Su Chang crossed them and held them.

Yu Zhou's ears were a little red: "No."

"No?" Su Chang looked up at her.

Yu Zhou looked at the texture of the quilt cover, stretched out his index finger to touch it from top to bottom: "No, I don't have it."

"Then you," Su Chang couldn't continue, his voice was very hoarse, "then what do you think? Want me to be your... bed partner?"

The last two words were spoken, and my heart was about to be crushed.

"No." Yu Zhou quickly denied it, and looked up at her, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say, didn't you agree with me, let's talk about our own affairs after we cooperate, it's not appropriate to have a relationship now, I don't like having **** with people indiscriminately, but if you want, I was..."

I was also having a bit of a hard time controlling myself.

If Su Chang wanted to, she could, but she knew very well that if she did it now, their relationship might drift apart.

Her ears were so red that they were bleeding, she was ashamed, but sad.

She also wanted to cry a little bit.

Su Chang looked at her red ears, suddenly reached out and pinched her earlobe.

"You also have something to tell me, don't you?" It's no longer me who wants to chase you unilaterally, asking for an answer.

Yu Zhou turned his head to look at her, and there was a faint fragrance in his ears that had not dissipated after Su Chang put down his hands.

In fact, she is a person who is particularly good at introspection. Even if she quarreled with someone, and someone hurt her viciously, as long as the other party said sorry, she immediately began to feel guilty, and then wanted to say two sorry.

When she separated from Su Chang at the beginning, she thought she thought it through very clearly, but after they separated, she realized that she didn't know the person she had been with for more than three years as well as she imagined.

She learned a lot about the process of reconnecting with the show this time.

For example, staying up late is not a routine for Su Chang alone. Many people in her industry are used to starting work at noon, and record something at home when the environment is quiet and the environment is quiet at night, when the emotions are more abundant and more private.

For another example, she is not as superior as she thinks online, enjoying everyone's care and pursuit from beginning to end. In the matter of public opinion, no one can always stand at the top and be the master of it, and no one can guarantee that he will not be misunderstood and stigmatized.

Because whether she, Su Chang, or director Xiang Wan and Peng Peng, they are expressers.

She remembered seeing a host on the show once said: "It is the destiny of the expresser to be misunderstood."

This is their fate, a fate shared by words and sounds.

She suddenly understood a little bit why Su Chang didn't put her in front of others. It was hard for her to imagine what would happen if she and Su Chang were put on the forum for people to tease and gossip one day.

After all, Su Chang and Director Peng are fake, Su Chang and Xiang Wan are fake, and the life between her and Su Chang is real.

It is difficult to withstand the third mouth of outsiders.

Yu Zhou feels that no matter whether she and Su Chang still have a chance, she has something to say to Su Chang. She doesn't expect to find absolute fairness in love. you.

But she wants to be as fair as possible.

And, frankly speaking, seeing Su Chang now, she was a little shaken.

A little bit.

Yu Zhou sighed and answered Su Chang's question: "Yes."

Su Chang pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to relax a little.

Then she will wait, wait a little longer.

After sitting for a long time, her waist felt a little uncomfortable again, she put her hand on Zhou's thigh, touched her lightly, and asked her: "I won't leave tonight, okay?"

ah? Yu Zhou looked up alertly.

First he glanced at her fingers, then at her eyes.

Su Chang was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said softly, "I have another room here."

"Then, why don't I leave?" Yu Zhou blinked, but didn't understand.

Just now she thought... Cough.

"I..." Su Chang thought for a while, then said slowly, "My stomach is still a little uncomfortable, and I want to drink the porridge you made tomorrow morning."

In fact, it is not willing to part with it. When a person is sick, he is most reluctant to part with it.

She wanted to say that she didn't want to sit here, and when she heard the sound of Yu Zhou closing the door, she wanted to see her off, but she was in a very bad condition and couldn't drive her off.

So I want her to stay, so I want to push forward.

After hearing her words, Yu Zhou's face darkened, and he asked her seriously: "So, now, you still treat me as your nanny?"

Su Chang was stunned, and looked at her: "I'm not."

The words were a little weak, Yu Zhou looked at her and found that the circles of her eyes were gradually turning red.

Very forbearing, very restrained Hong, but still shocked Yu Zhou, Oh my god, is this still Su singing.

Su Chang sniffed his nose lightly, calmed down, let out a breath, and repeated in a low voice: "I am not. If you stay, I can cook porridge."

"Then since you can cook porridge, why do you want me to live here?" Yu Zhou was a little speechless.

"I invite you to drink porridge." Su Chang pondered for a moment and said.

Yu Zhou laughed angrily: "I sent you this porridge?"

"I call myself Congee Congee, I am too porridge to die."

With a loose breath, she heard Su sing and laugh.

She raised her eyes to look at Su Chang, the joy in her eyes made her pale face come alive.

Yu Zhou was a little dazed, feeling that he couldn't stay any longer.

"Sleep in your bed, I'm leaving."

Su Chang hesitated to speak, she knew that Yu Zhou was a person who couldn't stand other people's pleadings, and now that she was sick, if she held Yu Zhou's hand and pulled it three times, Yu Zhou would stay and live next door room, but she will be very tangled and uncomfortable.

After waking up the next morning, she may be far away from herself.

There's been enough tonight, no more driving her away.

So she said: "Okay, you take a taxi first, then go down when the car arrives, and send me a WeChat message when you get home."

"Well, then I'll take a taxi, you lie down and sleep, don't sit and wait."

"Um."

"Good night." Yu Zhou said in advance.

"Good night."

This time it was Yu Zhou who said good night first.

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"Being misunderstood is the destiny of the expresser" was said by Ma Dong in "The Story of Strange Flowers".