My boyfriend is weak and can't take care of himself

Zhao Feng retreated abruptly, squinting his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

He had heard that Mr. Gu had a little lover who was a substitute for Bai Yueguang. When he saw him suddenly just now, he felt that this person was really beautiful, but it was the kind of fragile and fragile beauty. A beauty lamp that is about to shatter in the wind and rain.

Zhao Feng expected that he would be angry, defend, and even cry when he heard his words, but he didn't expect that this person...

Tan Beiyao raised his chin, lazily, like an expensive cat, with an unspeakably arrogant charm, which made his words really convincing, "Mr. Zhao, I'm messing with this matter." It's settled, my name is Tan Beiyao, do you remember the name?"

Zhao Feng stared at him, then smiled suddenly after a while, his eyes were like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

"Remember, it's best for Mr. Tan Xiao and Mr. Gu to be in love forever."

"Thank you for your blessings."

Zhao Feng nodded, "Let's go."

The younger brothers surrounded him and left.

Tan Beiyao stood there for a few seconds, then walked to the boy who was paralyzed on the ground, and stretched out his hand to him: "Can you still get up?"

"Yes... yes." The boy wearing glasses stood up tremblingly holding his hand, his lips trembling, "The one just now was Zhao Feng...the famous rich second generation, you offended him so...you...I... …sorry……"

The boy was still crying.

Tan Beiyao was silent for a moment and patted him on the shoulder.

"Do not blame you."

Not everyone has the courage to resist someone stronger than himself, and he has long known this.

The boy wiped away his tears, "If you need me, you can contact me, I, I am willing to testify for you!"

"Thank you." Tan Beiyao smiled, "It's okay, he's just talking. The party is about to start, pack up and go back soon."

After all, Tan Beiyao left the bathroom first.

There was no one in the corridor, and Tan Beiyao managed to take two steps before leaning against the window sill.

The low blood sugar and repeated shocks of memories made his eyes go black for a while.

Countless voices rang repeatedly in my ears.

—Who wants him to be a good man?What does this have to do with him?

——Why offend Liu Qi?Who can be blamed for the accident?

--Fights!Drop out! !Let your parents come!

--boom!Boom!

Across the cold iron fence, the exaggerated, maliciously laughing face and Zhao Feng's sinister face slowly overlapped.

The nausea and dizziness caused by low blood sugar made the corners of his eyes red.

After a while, Tan Beiyao was covered in sweat like a drowning man, and he gasped silently.

... It shouldn't matter.

Good guy hasn't he done enough?

Move your finger over the recording and delete it with a few clicks.

He used the false name of "Gu Cangxing's lover" to scare Zhao Feng, but the Zhao family was not much weaker than the Gu family.

If Zhao Feng really wanted to fight him, how could Gu Cangxing fight the Zhao family for him?

Leave it alone.

No one came to rescue him at first.

The late autumn evening sun shone through the window and shone on his face.

The profile of the darkened face is like a sculpture that has forgotten to be painted, with a sickly paleness.

After a while, Tan Beiyao closed his eyes and put away his phone.

In the backstage of the Cultural Palace, occasionally a few staff members who came early took a break backstage, chatting while resting.

"Did you read the school forum? Our school has made a lot of progress this year, and it's the most popular!"

"That's right, don't you look at how many people our academy has invited this year, the dance department, the music department, the Sanda Association, or they all say that the vice president is awesome, and he can attract so many people to come to the show."

"Vice-President? You can tell in good conscience, are you sitting here because of the Vice-President?"

The person being asked gave an embarrassed "hehe" laugh, and then his eyes lit up.

"Brother Yao!"

The boy who came in was wearing a thick windbreaker, a scarf and a hat because he was afraid of the cold. Even so, he still looked thin, but his figure was tall and straight, like a small pine tree when he stood there.

"Is there a girl named Nie Xiaozhu?"

A few people shouted a few times indiscriminately, and indeed a head stuck out from the dancer's preparation room: "Who called me?"

Nie Xiaozhu was cute and looked very young. His eyes lit up when he saw Tan Beiyao, and he called out "Senior Tan" crisply.

The little girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she walked over wearing a white swan tutu, "Senior, are you looking for me?"

"convenient?"

"Convenient and convenient!"

There was no one in the general meeting room at the backstage, so Tan Beiyao closed the door, took out his mobile phone, "I'll send you a recording, and you can listen to it yourself when you go back.

"Ah?" Nie Xiaozhu was at a loss.

Tan Beiyao paused, "Zhao Feng said something, I think you should know."

"Zhao Feng?" Nie Xiaozhu frowned, a little disgusted, "What did this scum say about me?"

Zhao Feng said that Beiyao couldn't say those words. He thought for a while, "You don't want to go out of school by yourself recently, it's better to travel with a few more people, and it's better to have boys. If you have something to do, contact your parents in time. If someone asks you to go alone Don't go where people go."

"Senior?" Nie Xiaozhu realized something and got up angrily, "He! I will call the police if he dares to do anything!"

"You're right to think so, but don't put punishment on the result before prevention." After Tan Beiyao said these words, he got up and prepared to leave.

Nie Xiaozhu called him: "Senior!"

Tan Beiyao turned his head.

The little girl had never experienced big storms, and she didn't seem to take his words to heart at all. At this time, her face was slightly red, and she whispered, "I can, can I add you on WeChat?"

Tan Beiyao lowered his eyes, "Forget it."

"Ah." The little girl lowered her head in disappointment.

When Tan Beiyao opened the door to go out, Nie Xiaozhu's voice came from behind.

"Thank you, senior!"

Tan Beiyao paused, then nodded his head unobtrusively, in response to the thank you.

After coming out of the meeting room, Tan Beiyao pulled up the scarf a little afraid of the cold.

He is wearing a rabbit fur scarf today, the stitches are densely woven, and it has 1+ praise on the Internet, but it is at best a prop for him.

There is no way, Tan Beiyao has poor physique and low body temperature, so it is hard to keep warm with anything on.

There will be a little bit of residual warmth on the clothes and scarves transferred by others, but it will dissipate soon.

Tan Beiyao inexplicably remembered Gu Cangxing covering his phone in front of the barbecue stall that day.

The smell of men's perfume on his body mixed with the smell of barbecue fireworks, it smells really good.

Like the sun soaking through the damp quilt, like the hot bath water in winter when I was a child.

At that moment, Tan Beiyao felt a little warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time.

The party was a success.

"Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White" has a total of five trees. After the party, some people are still asking "Which tree is Senior Tan?" There are even hot posts in the forum to vote. Currently, the fifth tree and the third tree are due to the height of the tree. The tallest one is Juechen, and Tan Beiyao, who plays No. 1.7 tree, drives a vest to argue that he is only [-] meters nine, and No. [-] tree is the correct answer. As a result, the host and alumni unanimously believe that he is the number one black fan of senior Tan.

……So be it.

After coming out of the Cultural Palace, Tan Beiyao had already left the school gate. He sighed again halfway, turned back, wrapped himself tightly with a scarf, and only showed a pair of eyes. He waited at the school gate for a while, but did not see him. Most of Zhao Feng's gang were bluffed by him.

Tan Beiyao breathed a sigh of relief before returning to his residence.

He didn't eat at night, and he didn't have any appetite. Thinking that he hadn't drunk in the past two days, he simply opened a bottle of beer and drank while working.

Talking about Beiyao's source of income after going to college, at the beginning, it was mainly the salary paid by Mr. Gu, but now it is the comics drawn on the Internet that account for the majority.

As a well-known online painter with little popularity, Tan Beiyao's vest "Nanjin" has always been known for its delicate brushwork and bold character design... Of course, it is not only bold character design.

Tan Beiyao opened Taobao while drawing, found several shops that were treasured, and clicked on the large pictures of the products for reference.

After he finished drawing, he returned to the homepage of Taobao, thinking that there were not many snacks and beer in stock at home, so he was going to buy some.

Taobao on the front page presumptuously guessed that he liked it, and Tan Beiyao swiped over with a blank expression, and the phone rang when he swiped.

Tan Beiyao paused and picked it up.

"Mr. Gu."

It sounded like Gu Cangxing was still working, and there was the faint sound of pages being turned.

"have you slept?"

Tan Beiyao was at a loss for a moment with such a life-like statement, "...not yet."

"Are you free on Friday?"

"some."

The sound of pages turning.

"Do you like hot springs?"

Tan Beiyao was stunned for a moment, "Is there any event held in the hot spring? I can do it, there is nothing unacceptable."

"No." Gu Cangxing smiled, "Dating on Friday? It's been cold recently, so it's suitable to go to the hot spring."

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" Gu Cangxing sighed, "Don't be too happy, I haven't thought it through yet."

Mainly because we spend too little time together.

It is true that the other party is beautiful in appearance and has a personality that suits his taste, but how can marriage be a joke?

Tan Beiyao was quiet for a while, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Gu, may I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

"Is everyone around you in good health recently?"

"It's fine, what's wrong?"

"Are you in good health too?"

"Hehe, of course it's very good."

"The liver is fine?"

"Why did you ask so?"

"Heart is fine too?"

"...?"

"The kidneys are fine too?"

"Talk about Beiyao! What are the children asking nonsense?" President Gu stood up in a daze, walked to the office door and locked the door with his hands on his phone, and then reprimanded the other party in a low voice, "How can you be so stupid at such a young age?" It’s full of these things? What else do you ask? Do you want to ask me if my waist is okay??”

Tan Beiyao was also shocked: "I care about your organs, what do you think I care about yours?"

"Isn't that an organ?" Gu Cangxing's voice was louder than his, and his deep and magnetic voice was always like a precious musical instrument when yelling at people, "Slow down, no matter how good the sound insulation effect of the apartment is, it's not you and me. The reason for speaking rhubarb accent!"

!!!

Who is this Gu Cangxing? ?Doesn't he look like this? ? ?

Tan Beiyao was shocked and speechless for a long time.

Gu Cangxing thought about his age, 21 years old, whether he was old or young, he should know everything.

"I understand that you want to taste it at your age, but when it comes to Beiyao, I'm seven years older than you, have you considered it?"

Tan Beiyao's lips trembled, his eyes drifted to the chapter he just drew, and he asked almost reflexively, "What do you mean? Are you too old to die?"

"I mean I will be older than you! Seven years older!! Do you understand???" Gu Cangxing spent the first half of his life as a decisive character, a ruthless character whose name would make everyone tremble.

I didn't expect to be almost thirty, and my life has experienced such ups and downs.

"Okay, get a good night's sleep! Quiet your heart before Friday!" After finishing speaking, the phone hung up.

Tan Beiyao looked at the phone in a daze.

...But isn't it okay to be seven years older than him first?

No, what does Mr. Gu have to do with him?

...Why do we discuss whether it will work or not?

"I'm asking about organ transplantation." Tan Beiyao muttered to himself.

The author has something to say: Mr. Gu: I’m also talking about organ transplants

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