Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

Wen Yuan readily accepted this fact. In fact, for him, it was impossible for him to calmly accept that Wai Wai took care of himself like that.

It's okay to take care of Zhou Canaan, but not to take care of yourself.

Before going to bed at night, Wen Yuan came out of the bathroom and saw Zhou Jianan leaning against the head of the bed with his upper body in his arms. He thought he was thinking about that. After all, it was three days ago since the last time, so he consciously blew it dry. No skin care after hair.

——After all, it is a chemical composition, so it is not good to eat it.

When he lifted a corner of the quilt and lay on it, Zhou Jianan turned sideways and asked him, "What do you think of my figure?"

Wen Yuan glanced hastily: "Very good."

Then move over to him.

Zhou Jianan: "Do you want to have such a figure?"

"what?"

"I have been exercising for many years, and I have a certain foundation and experience. If you are your fitness coach, I think it is still qualified."

Only then did Wen Yuan realize that Zhou Jianan wanted to get him to exercise together.

But Wen Yuan felt that the real reason for wanting him to exercise was not because he wanted to have six-pack abs.

Wen Yuan slid his hand up from under the quilt, and it just landed on Zhou Canaan's abdominal muscles, causing Zhou Canaan to swallow his saliva.

"Okay, the doctor also said that exercising more is good for emotional recovery."

Seeing Zhou Jianan's eyes dodge, Wen Yuan became even more excited, and posted up: "Jianan, you don't have to dare to bring up topics related to illness and treatment because you are afraid that I will be in a bad mood."

Zhou Jianan looked down at him, with sadness in his eyes.

"I want to be better too, really."

Wen Yuanlou threw himself on Zhou Jianan's neck, a fluffy head was buried between Zhou Jianan's neck, he didn't know why he was crying.

Must be sick.

Until his best doctor, Zhou Jianan, hugged him, and gently stroked the trembling back with his warm and powerful hands.

Wen Yuan, who hadn't woken up suddenly in the middle of the night for a while, couldn't sleep again this night. At 2:00 in the morning, Wen Yuan woke up suddenly and found that Zhou Jianan was not by his side.

There was no sound in the bathroom either, Wen Yuan lay down peacefully for a while.

Finally, I couldn't help but go out and went downstairs to have a look.

The first floor is also pitch black, with only the faint light from the entrance, nothing can be seen clearly.

Halfway down the stairs, I realized that there seemed to be someone on the balcony. Wen Yuan didn't dare to move anymore, for fear of disturbing Zhou Jianan, so he just sat down on the stairs.

Zhou Jianan was smoking again. He leaned on the railing and looked at the scattered lights in the distance. It took him a long time to pick up the cigarette in his hand and take a puff.

After sitting for a while, Wen Yuan's feet became cold, and Zhou Jianan on the balcony started to move, as if he was tired from standing for too long, and sat down on the small chair on the balcony, as if he had loosened a lot. In one breath, leaning against the wall comfortably.

After resting for a while, he got up and prepared to go back to the room, and made a gesture of putting his palms together facing the moon outside the window.

Seeing this, Wen Yuan immediately got up and went back to the bedroom lightly.During the time when both of them left the bed, the temperature on the bed had completely disappeared.

Wen Yuan's whole body was cold, and he didn't even notice this subtle difference.

Zhou Jianan quickly returned to the bedroom and lay down gently on the bed with Wen Yuan in his arms.

But he noticed that Wen Yuan's feet were cold.

The moment the two's feet touched each other, Wen Yuan couldn't help shivering, and then Wen Yuan turned over and rolled into Zhou Jianan's arms.

Zhou Canaan put his arms around him: "Sleep."

Early the next morning, I was also woken up by Zhou Jianan.

"Come on, let's go exercise."

Wen Yuan hasn't worn sportswear for 800 years, and he doesn't know when Zhou Jianan bought it back. After obediently changing into his clothes, the two of them buttoned up their hoodies and went out.

There is a small park next to the community, because there are high-end residential areas nearby, everyone's life is very busy, and there are not many people in the park.

I chose to start with running because Zhou Jianan was afraid that Wen Yuan would not be able to bear it. If I run in the morning, the air will be good, so I slowly get used to it for two weeks.

He knew that Wen Yuan's physical strength was not good, but he didn't expect it to be so bad. Before running around the small park, Wen Yuan yelled that he couldn't run anymore.

"No...I want to rest for a while, you run first." Wen Yuan propped his knees on the side of the road and gasped for breath.

Zhou Jianan put his hips on his hips, looking very leisurely: "It's not been 10 minutes, come on, let's run for a while."

Wen Yuan: "No, you are too fast."

"Then let me slow down, okay? Let's take it slowly. You stop after running for a while, and you don't want to move anymore."

Wen Yuan looked up, looking hopeless.

"If you don't get up, I'll hold your hand together." After Zhou Jianan finished speaking, he looked around and saw that several old people were doing morning exercises.

Wen Yuan didn't want to attract attention, so he had to stand up, Zhou Jianan was still trotting on the spot, and patted Wen Yuan on the shoulder: "Little brother, come on."

After speaking, he leaned over and slapped Wen Yuan hard on the face.

"go!"

……

Wen Yuan touched his face: "I don't think it's salty either."

Finally, with Zhou Jianan's "encouragement", Wen Yuan finished his 10-minute morning jog with difficulty, put on his coat and prepared to go to the supermarket outside the community to buy something.

In order to avoid the situation like last time, Wen Yuan seriously demanded to wear a mask, and went to a roadside convenience store to buy two.

"Put it on."

Zhou Jianan: "What's the matter, even if you're married, you're afraid of being seen."

Wen Yuan: "I'm afraid I will be watched by fans again."

Zhou Jianan: "This early in the morning, all the grandparents came to buy vegetables, and no one knew me at all."

Wen Yuan didn't believe in evil, so he asked him to put it on, and then walked into the supermarket. The two young adults wearing masks and hats became the most conspicuous existence in the supermarket.

But I just felt that the two of them were a little strange, but I didn't recognize them.

The two of them were going to buy some meat and vegetables, and walked to the fresh food area. They stood in front of the beef stall for almost ten seconds, but the big meat chopping brother didn't even look at them.

Following his line of sight, the big TV in the supermarket was broadcasting the morning news, and in a photo, Wen Yuan's familiar face was pasted on the left side of the screen.

Zhou Jianan subconsciously held Wen Yuan's hand.

"Jiang He, the 'behind-the-scenes player' involved in the case of foreign actor McConaughey's rape, was imprisoned for rape eight years ago. He was a teacher who committed multiple crimes. He escaped the net. With the efforts of the investigation team, Jiang He was found to be involved in crimes such as sex transactions, illegal fund-raising, and intentional injury in addition to the crime of sex. After being reported by others, the intentional injury involved Zhengyang Industrial Co., Ltd. in a certain city eight years ago. A big fire in the park..."

What was shown on the screen was the scene of the fire that took away the parents that year. In addition to the parents, the 11 employees who were on duty that night in the industrial park were also victims.

Wen Yuan's heart beat faster and faster, he clenched his cheeks unconsciously, and the three of them stood there and finished the explanation about the case.

The host is making the final finishing touches, "The incident concerning the chain of interests behind Jiang He and McConaughey was officially filed by the police two weeks ago, and they vowed to rectify the atmosphere in the entertainment industry and set a good example for the audience. Please continue for the follow-up progress. Pay attention to the news of this station. Okay, I will broadcast it for everyone..."

"Damn it... I can't do it unless I see him with a knife." The butcher chopped the beef so hard that Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan trembled in fright.

Only then did the master notice that there was a customer next to him, and he quickly put on a naive smile: "Two handsome pot sellers?"

Zhou Jianan said yes, "It's two catties, you're from Sichuan by the accent?"

"Yes, you didn't read the news. My daughter was involved in this case at that time. Don't investigate it at that time." The master skillfully cut off two catties of beef: "Is it two catties or two? My daughter was still an intern at that time." , I was so angry that I couldn’t sleep all night, and then I resigned and came to Shanghai to work, so I just followed her, don’t worry about her.”

The master is familiar with himself, and his blood boils when he reads the news, and he is happier than Wen Yuan and Zhou Jianan.

"Oh, those two children are poor, I don't know what they are doing now."

Wen Yuan, who was always silent outside, spoke in Sichuan dialect that he was not very proficient in: "They are doing well."

Master: "How do you know?"

Zhou Canaan: "I know them."

Zhou Jianan and Wen Yuan looked at each other and smiled, Zhou Jianan said, "Where's your daughter? Isn't she a police officer?"

Master: "It's not appropriate. Being a reporter is a must. It's very dangerous to make unannounced visits all day long. You don't listen to what you're told, but you have to do this job."

The master raised his forehead exaggeratedly: "I'm not married either, I'm so worried that I can't sleep every day."

Zhou Jianan was in a good mood, and comforted his master with a few words: "When you meet the right one, you will make a knot."

After finishing speaking, he took a look at Wen Yuan.

"She has friends, can you two get married?" the master asked while holding a knife.

"It's over." Zhou Canaan said.

Wen Yuan wondered, are the two of them so obvious?

The master looked up and down in satisfaction, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's fine, it's fine, then it's also possible for a girl to marry a girl, is it troublesome?"

Only then did the two realize that the master's daughter likes girls.

Zhou Canaan said no trouble.

"Those two girls, which one will give the dowry and which one will give the dowry? It seems that her friend is very rich and makes money with a pen. She told me she is beautiful, but if she doesn't bring it to see her, I won't eat her." Isn't it?"

The master unconsciously raised the knife again.

"Yes, yes." The two stepped back again and again.

In the end, I had a difficult exchange with the master about the preparations for same-sex marriages and the issue of who will attack and who will suffer between homosexuals. They all blushed and said goodbye to the master.

When Wen Yuan wanted to reach out for the beef, he realized that he and Zhou Jianan had been holding hands.

After leaving the fresh food area, the two wandered around in the snack area. Zhou Jianan squatted and picked out chocolates. This was Wen Yuan's only favorite snack. He didn't touch any of the things in his house except chocolates.

"Canaan," Wen Yuan suddenly called him as he pushed the shopping cart.

"Ok?"

Wen Yuan: "How many years will Jiang He and McConaughey be sentenced?"

Zhou Jianan looked up, he didn't expect Wen Yuan to ask this question, he didn't know it himself, so he took out his mobile phone on the spot and called the lawyer he was cooperating with.

The lawyer who has been following the big melon in the entertainment industry all the time certainly knows about this: "McConaughey won't be able to run away for ten years, there are others besides Zhang Weiwei, and there are victims who are breaking the news one after another, but Jiang He."

He can't say well, if the count of crimes is true, if they add up, they will probably be jailed.

He already knew that Wen Yuan was one of the victims of the arson case back then, thinking that Zhou Jianan asked this question for Wen Yuan's sake.

"I don't know, but I hope it's the death penalty," he said.

Zhou Jianan hung up the phone, looked at Wen Yuan, and saw that his clenched fists were slowly loosened, and his slender and white fingers pointed to the shelves behind him.

"I'm going to eat 75% of that."

On the way back, Zhou Jianan said that he was going to the company in the afternoon.

"okay."

"Will you go with me?" Zhou Jianan said, ""Tropical Storm" is going to continue, and there may be some changes. Go back and have a meeting."

Wen Yuan thought for a while: "I still have things to do."

When Zhou Jianan heard this, he was a little worried. He hadn't left Wenyuan for more than 20m for a month.

"The clay sculpture that I promised to give you before, I'm going to start work." Wen Yuan said, and he unconsciously leaned towards Zhou Jianan, their arms were close to each other, and the bags in their hands kept colliding with each other. Together.

Wen Yuan turned to look at Zhou Jianan: "Will Zhang Weiwei be replaced?"

Zhou Jianan smiled: "I promise she won't."