From Body to Love - Chapter 45

“Is this…?” Guze took him out of the car, but he didn’t rent his own house.

A little surprised, a little escape.

“Can you put me down?” He whispered.

Guze was silent. He took Meng Fu into the house and gently put Meng Fu on the sofa.

The house in front of me is naturally different from the dilapidated and crowded house rented by Meng Fu. It is spacious and bright, with the classical elegance of European architecture.

“Mr. Gu, why did you bring me here?” He was puzzled.

Maybe the sofa is too soft. He doesn’t adapt and fidgetes.

Why come to the place where Guze lives?

Meng Yi was very happy. He stared curiously at a basin of daffodils at the top of the shelf, put his nose on it and smelled, “Wow, it’s so fragrant. Meng Meng, smell it. ”

He said he would reach out and pick it.

With a trace of fear in his eyes, Meng Fu said, “Xiaoyi, stop!”

But it was already late. Meng Yi was holding a beautiful daffodil in his hand and looked at Meng Fu blankly. What’s the matter with Meng Meng?

“How can you pick flowers from other people’s homes.” Meng Fu said angrily that he seldom gets angry with Meng Yi, but this is in Guze’s home. Meng Yi can’t do such rude behavior.

Guze was silent, and there was no expression on his face.

“Mr. Gu, I’m sorry. How much is it? I’ll pay for it. ” He looked at Guze and waited for Guze to offer a big price to embarrass him.

Time seemed to freeze. Guze looked back at him and his lips moved. “It’s just a bunch of flowers. It’s nothing.”

Meng Yi also knew that he had made a mistake and kept his head down until Gu Ze said such a sentence, and a smile reappeared on his face.

He was surprised that Guze would answer like this, or that Guze became very different after he woke up.

But no matter how surprised, he also knew that Guze would not tell him why. Maybe he just tortured in a different way.

“Xiaoyi, don’t touch anything.” Meng Fu looked back and told Meng Yi, “we should go home.”

I don’t know what Gu Ze meant. He looked up and asked Gu Ze what he meant, “Mr. Gu, can I go home with Xiao Yi?”

“Just stay here. Don’t go anywhere. ”

Imperative words.

“Oh, good.” Mumbling in response.

The silence in the air was terrible, and no one spoke for a moment.

Guze said he would stay here if he stayed here. Just follow his wishes.

Clock ticking, crazy rotation of time, Guze looked at him, watching him silently sitting on the sofa, looking at his pale and exquisite side face, like wrapped in a thin layer of snow.

Silence, burning like a prairie fire.

“Meng Meng, how long will we stay here?” Meng Yi threw the thoroughly turned comic book aside in boredom.

“I don’t know.”

He sat on the sofa with empty and distant eyes. Maybe he looked at the dying wax plum blossoms outside the window, or he didn’t look at anything.

It has been three days. Guze has received him here for three days. He hasn’t done anything, and people don’t know where he has gone.

His body feels better, but his spirit is still weak.

Lips and cheeks are still pale.

Raised his hand and looked at his wrist, covered with a layer of thick gauze, dumbfounded, white snow, silent.

“Meng Meng, why are you laughing?”

“Nothing, just want to laugh.”

“Meng Meng, don’t we go home? Will you stay here all the time? ” He asked.

No matter how good others’ homes are, they are not as good as their own.

Meng Fu is absent-minded. Are you going home? The rent expired last month. I don’t know whether the landlord is willing to rent it to himself. That house is the cheapest. If I miss it, I don’t know if I can find another house.

I don’t know what Guze’s purpose is now. Since there is Meng Yi, there still needs to be a home.

“Xiao Yi, let’s go home together.” He said faintly.

At the door, the servant hurriedly stopped the brothers’ way.

“Aunt, tell Mr. Gu that I’m just going to pay the rent and won’t run away.”

The servant shook his head and remembered Guze’s instructions. “President Gu told me that you can’t go out until he comes back.”

Helpless, can only fold back.

“Meng Meng, I want to find brother Ye Yan to play. I don’t want to stay here. It’s so boring.” Meng Yi grabs Meng Fu’s sleeve and complains with a wronged smile.

“Xiao Yi can watch TV for a while.” Meng Fu suggested, but looking at the huge screen in front of him and the remote control in his hand, he didn’t know how to play with it.

He stayed in prison for too long. The ever-changing world made him lag behind.

“Meng Meng?” Xiaoyi stares at Meng Fu with puzzled eyes.

After a long time, it was finally released.

Ear is the sound of noisy cartoons, the heart is the winter plum broken by the wind. He sat quietly on the sofa, letting the fierce wind and snow blow in his heart.

“Did Secretary Wang find out?” Gu Ze said in a deep voice.

Secretary Wang bent over and apologized, “No.”

“Waste! Check it for me! ” Guze smashed a document on Secretary Wang.

“Yes. However, President Gu, the current situation on the Internet has become more and more intense. The blockade alone is no longer effective. Netizens are very interested in Meng Fu. ” Secretary Wang Hui reports.

Like a mirror in my heart, if Meng Fu is an ordinary man, it will be easy to do, and the matter will subside. But he looks so good. The more beautiful he is, the more attention he will receive.

He bit his teeth. “You go down.”

He took a pen and drew another circle on the calendar on the table. For three days, he hasn’t returned to his home for three days.

It’s time to go back and have a look.

Maybe Meng Fu is waiting for him to go back.

Suddenly, he laughed at himself and waited for him. How could he have such an idea? Meng Fu should be eager for him not to go back.

“Mr. Gu?” Meng Fu was still awake, listening to the movement in the room in the dark with his eyes open.

Footsteps, like a cat at night.

“You haven’t slept yet?”

It’s already one o’clock in the morning. Why hasn’t this man slept yet.

“Yes.” Low response, almost imperceptible.

No one is ready to turn on the light. Maybe the night is the best mask to hide people’s mood.

I was speechless for a moment.

Breathe gently.

Guze groped in the dark and approached Meng Fu’s bed.

Meng Fu’s instinctive body was stiff, closed his eyes, and despair poured up. After a while, he relaxed as if he had seen through everything.

Sitting on the bed, the soft bed sank together, “why didn’t you sleep?” Like questioning, there is a hidden and almost invisible concern under the questioning, which is like a very abrupt confession.

Unreal is like a dream.

“I… can’t sleep.” Answer carefully.

A big hand stretched out from the darkness, suspended in mid air, and silently took it back, “sleep.” He stood up and was ready to leave.

Meng Fu relaxed and suddenly thought of something, “Mr. Gu.”

Surprise accompanied by surprise, Guze stood still.

“Can I go out tomorrow?”

“… get out? Where are you going? ” Guze still carried his body, and his voice sank in the dark.

“My rent is due. I want to pay the rent. Don’t worry, I won’t run away.” Meng Fu’s uninjured hand slightly propped up half of his body and said in the direction of the door. The faint moonlight let him see the figure of Guze.

“You can’t go anywhere!” Guze ordered.

How could he go out? Now almost everyone is talking about him, saying that he is a murderer and that he committed suicide. Going out will only drown countless voices.

He lowered his head and said, “why?”

Guze raised his feet to go. As soon as he took a step, he stopped again.

Meng Fu was confused and repeated, “why?”

He always asks why, but he can’t get the reason he wants. This time, it’s the same as many times.

Guze replied, “no why.”

The hurried steps left, and the door closed gently.

Meng Fu lay in bed again, with a clear smile on his lips, like the mist of dawn, which was unreal and terrible in the hazy.

He said, “I know why.”

Because when the rent is due, he has no house to live in. Mr. Gu can drive him out of here and let him live in the streets. The meridians of his wrists are broken and he can’t do heavy work. Work is more and more difficult to find.

He will be more miserable.

This is good, this torture is good.