Eternal Burning - Chapter 84

[Shang Lu X Fang Qi Year “Five”]

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. Stay in the hotel, make nutritious meals for him, and give him nutrition injections.

He stipulated that Fang Qi must gain a certain amount of weight within a year, and if he was too thin, he would be fired.

All Fang Qinian’s anxiety came from the fear of “unemployment”. Shang Lu used this to deal with him.

Anorexia is a disease that is too psychological to physical. Usually, the difficulty of treatment lies in the patient’s non-cooperation – the patient’s desire to be thin exceeds any other desire, and even has a sense of guilt about eating.

But what Fang Qinian was afraid of was not “fat”, strictly speaking, what he was afraid of was being abandoned by Shang Lu and becoming nothing.

There was hardly any resistance, and he began active treatment, eating all the food prepared by the nutritionist, and cooperating with the psychiatrist to relieve inner pressure.

Even if the treatment was timely, Fang Qinian’s anorexia did not worsen, but got better. But in fact, the biggest anxiety is still there, he is still afraid, afraid that his illness will be completely cured, and Shang Lu will abandon him sooner or later.

Shang Lu came very rarely this year, often seeing him only once every three or four months. In order to make him feel that he is slowly getting better and has great value, Fang Qinian has become more carefully dressed.

He read a lot, cultivated his temperament, and even tried to figure out the two photos of Mei Zixun on the Internet, hoping to imitate her demeanor.

His efforts were fruitful.

If Shang Lu was just a picky and indifferent audience before, he always looked down on Fang Qinian, who played the role of “God” in his mind. After Fang Qinian devoted himself to practicing and sharpening his acting skills, this situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

When Fang Qinian showed the same smile as Mei Zixun, Shang Lu would always lose his mind for a moment, and then he would remove all his defenses and resistance and become very talkative. He could no longer do that the other party was indifferent to Qi Nian.

This gave Fang Qinian new ideas. He suddenly discovered that he could also take the initiative and become the gamer holding the golden key.

So he held the golden key in his hand, began to think about how to use it better, and figured out the routine little by little in practice.

For example, when Shang Lu came to his residence late at night and his face was exhausted, he would pat the seat next to him and ask him to sit over.

“I’ll press your head for you, it will help relieve fatigue.”

Shang Lu looked at him, hesitated for a while, and finally lost the light smile on his lips, threw his suit on the sofa beside him, and walked towards him past.

Fang Qinian had a faint smell that belonged to oil paint, which he deliberately rubbed onto his clothes in the afternoon. He believes that such a scent will make Shang Lu more “in the play” than any perfume.

Shang Lu lay on his back on his legs and slowly closed his eyes.

Fang Qinian’s slender and slender fingers gently pressed against his temples, and massaged them with a certain amount of strength.

“Anything bothering you lately?” he asked with concern.

Shang Lu didn’t answer at first, but after a long time, when Fang Qinian thought he fell asleep at the speed of light, he slowly said: “My little bird has grown up and become more and more disobedient. ”

Fang Qinian was stunned, almost thinking that when Shang Lu really raised a bird, but he felt that his tone was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that the young master of the merchant seemed to be called “Shang Muxiao”. “Little Master?” Mei Zixun suffered from depression after giving birth to this child. If you calculate her age, the other party should be twelve or thirteen years old. It was when she was mischievous and rebellious. Shang Lu closed his eyes and said nothing.

Fang Qinian finally started the conversation and didn’t want to end it like this, so he boldly continued to ask Shang Lu how he and Mei Zixun met.

Shang Lu frowned and opened his eyes to look at him.

Fang Qinian didn’t have a clue in his heart, so he smiled at him while holding back his trembling.

Shang Lufu closed his eyes again, and actually answered him: “I met outside the museum…”

Shang Lu was brought up by his grandparents in poverty since he was a child. An actor training class organized by a well-known film and television company.

He was good-looking, willing to work hard, and loved by the teacher very much, so he was envied and excluded from the rest of the class.

Once, he was pulled by someone he knew in the class to participate in a group activity, only to find out when he arrived that he was going to see an art exhibition. Everyone was dressed neatly and looked like a star, but he was sloppy and his T-shirts were washed white.

Tickets for the exhibition cost 50. At that time, he had no income, and his grandparents were old and sick, and they could not even eat enough to eat. It was impossible to spend 50 to go to the exhibition.

Those people knew, but sincerely wanted to see his embarrassment that he couldn’t pay.

Eighteen-year-old Shang Lu was indeed very embarrassed, so embarrassed that he even wanted to never go to training classes again, so he gave up on being an actor.

And like all moving love stories, when the “beauty” is bullied and humiliated, there will always be a high-profile figure who saves him.

In Shang Lu’s story, this character is Mei Zixun.

“That was her exhibition. She noticed us long ago, and seeing that I couldn’t afford the money, she offered to invite me to the exhibition, and then took my hand to explain the story of each painting for me.”

Shang Lu’s I have never been treated so tenderly in my life. He regarded her as a god, because only God can be so perfect. She was his spiritual pillar at one point, when his grandparents died, when his career stalled, when he was stressed, just hearing her voice and watching her smile lifted him up .

But sometimes love alone is not enough. After Shang Lu became popular, he became busier and busier, and Mei Zixun never gave up his career from beginning to end.

Along the way, there have been many difficulties, and no one wants to end like this. After discussion, the two decided to have another child.

This was the decision of two people, but after that, whether it was Mei Zixun or Shang Lu himself when he got sick, they all felt that… it should be his fault – she abandoned her family to marry him, but he failed to take good care of her.

Mei Zixun’s first suicide attempt was when Shang Muxiao was three years old. She had been ill for several years, and she was unwilling to take medicine. Shang Lu had to take care of her and the children while busy with business.

But it may be that the dose was not well controlled, Shang Lu did not fall asleep completely, and woke up in the middle of the night to find that Mei Zixun had moved both children to the master bedroom, and was about to light a charcoal basin.

“I asked her why she did this, and she said… She was afraid that after she died, no one would love us or take care of us.”

After that, Shang Lu sent her to a nursing home and forced her to receive more professional treatment .

I thought she would get better slowly, but in the end she failed.

Shang Lu loves her, and of course she loves Shang Lu, but what she loves the most is always the colors that she paints with each stroke. So when she finds that the things she loves are gone forever, her illness is doomed to never get better.

Fang Qinian’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was a little stunned.

He originally just wanted to hear how Shang Lu and his goddess met and fell in love. As a result, Shang Lu talked about the tragic ending all the way, and he was confused.

“Do you have any questions?” Shang Lu asked slowly with his eyes closed.

Fang Qinian shrank his shoulders and replied subconsciously, “No more…”

Maybe it was because Fang Qinian was very skilled and felt very comfortable, or maybe Shang Lu was really tired. After a while, Fang Qinian felt that his breathing was getting deeper, and he didn’t respond when he called him, but he fell asleep. .

Fang Qinian stared at his sleeping face, did not move, let him rest on his pillow until the other party woke up in the middle of the night.

After that, Shang Lu came frequently, every few days, and every time he came, he would ask Fang Qinian to give him a massage, and he fell asleep when he pressed it, as if he was looking for him to improve his sleep.

Fang Qi stared at his sleeping face day after day, a thought gradually formed from vague to clear.

In the past, he was in the orphanage and knew a girl named Xiaole. Xiaole was not pretty, but she looked good when she smiled. Once the girl secretly told him that she was in a relationship with the logistics supervisor of the orphanage.

In Fang Qinian’s mind, the appearance of a greasy middle-aged man in his forties immediately appeared in his mind. He remembered that the logistics supervisor had a wife.

“Why did you do this?” He didn’t understand at all, and didn’t understand what Xiaole was looking for in the logistics supervisor.

Xiaole showed a slightly precocious smile and said, “You are still too young, you don’t understand. Once there is an emotional entanglement, it will be very convenient.”

Fang Qinian didn’t understand it before, but he really doesn’t understand it now. understood.

But he knew that he could not have an emotional entanglement with Shang Lu, so he took the next step and planned to have a physical entanglement with the other party.

He made a lot of preparations, planned hundreds of days and nights, determined several plans, and finally put it into action.

Shang Lu came to his side diligently, and sometimes he would ask Lao Liu to send him directly after the entertainment. The wine table culture is always prevalent in the business field, and people like to drink while talking about things. Shang Lu was very measured on weekdays and would not drink badly, but occasionally, in very rare cases, he would be indoctrinated into ignorance of personnel.

He was not drunk and crazy, and he could even talk as usual, but he didn’t remember anything asked the next day.

This is simply the year of God’s help Fang Qi.

It was just a few days after his twenty-third birthday, and he remembered it clearly, because Shang Lu had just accompanied him to a birthday meal a few days ago.

Lao Liu suddenly called in the middle of the night and said, “Mr. is very drunk. I’m going to your place now. Be prepared.”

Fang Qi Nian jumped up from the bed, knowing that the opportunity was coming, and began to do various things with Lao Liu. Imagine a completely different “preparation”.

He put on a set of clothes that looked like Mei Zixun’s photos in the past, and the wig was similar to the hairstyle she had when she was in her twenties.

Taking Shang Lu’s heavy body from Lao Liu’s hand, he told him to leave, and helped Shang Lu into the second bedroom by himself.

Facing the man on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, Fang Qinian raised his head, drank the courageous drink he had prepared before, turned over and sat on the other side with his legs crossed.

At the age of twenty-three, he had never been so close to anyone, and even though he had done a lot of strategies, he was a little clueless at the moment.

He leaned over to kiss Shang Lu’s lips, and whispered his name in his ear.

Shang Lu was awakened by him and looked at him in confusion.

He was so nervous that he even paused for breath, and stared at him rightly, not daring to look away.

“Zi Xun…” Shang Lu reached out and stroked his face, his eyes full of infatuation.

Fang Qinian breathed a sigh of relief and accepted the title without any obstacle.

“It’s me…” He kissed him again, unbuttoning the other’s shirt in his hand, and almost wrote eagerly on his face, “It’s me.” The

process was very painful, after all, Shang Lu regarded him as a woman, but he was just a Sad man, it doesn’t work out.

He begged for mercy, tears spilling out of his eyes, smearing his makeup, causing more makeup to soak into his eyes, stabbing him in tears.

In the end, he felt like he was about to die, Shang Lu hugged him and kept saying sorry, but he didn’t even know whether the other party’s apology was for him at that time or that moment, or the hair-wife in memory who could not be saved and eventually left him. of.

He put Shang Lu to sleep.

In a less glamorous way, the most ridiculous thing is that none of them are gay.

When he woke up the next day, Fang Qinian found that Shang Lu was looking at him.

I don’t know how long I watched it, but I just looked at him silently and expressionlessly.

He opened his eyes drowsily, was startled, sat up quickly, and found that the wig on his head fell off at some point.

He also spent yesterday’s makeup, and after a night, he still doesn’t know how ugly it is.

He hurriedly lowered his head so that Shang Lu would not see his face.

When Shang Lu saw that he was awake, he didn’t say a word.

Fang Qinian stared at the closed bathroom door, feeling very uneasy. If he doesn’t succeed, he becomes a benevolent person. I ask that he has also struggled and resisted.

But what Qi Nian didn’t expect was that Shang Lu didn’t say much about this unexpected combination, left as usual after breakfast, and didn’t let anyone blow him out afterwards.

Like nothing happened.

Fang Qinian was completely at a loss. Several of his plans did not foresee this development, and some did not know what to do next.

He stayed in the house and didn’t even bother to paint. Looking at a floating white cloud in the sky, he felt like an elephant, so he painted a pink elephant with paint, and there were heart-shaped lines on his body.

He painted it casually, and left it there for nothing. As a result, Shang Lu came over in the evening and immediately frowned when he saw this painting, with a look of disgust.

Fang Qinian quickly blocked the drawing board and explained, “I… I drew it casually.”

Shang Lu didn’t make any comment on this, he untied his tie and walked to the second floor.

“I’m here to spend the night tonight.”

Fang Qinian stared at him blankly, not responding for a while.

Shang Lu was halfway up the stairs and saw that he hadn’t followed, his brows furrowed even more, and his voice dropped a few degrees.

“Come here,” he ordered.

Fang Qinian’s heart suddenly opened up.

He succeeded? He succeeded!

He quickened his pace to chase after him, and when he was only a few steps away from Shang Lu, he couldn’t help but slow down. He slowly approached Shang Lu, who was unbuttoning his buttons, from behind, and hugged him from behind.

Shang Lu’s muscles tightened, and his body was as hard as a rock, but he did not push him away.

The relationship between the two of them is considered to be completely solid at the moment. Shang Lu was dragged from the high auditorium by Fang Qinian and dragged into the theater he built by himself. participants.

[End of This Chapter]