Chapter 3: I may not be able to do a job today

Mr. Zheng always felt that some of these things were a little unreliable, and asked: "Then what if he runs away?"
The manager smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, like an old fox who had practiced for a thousand years. He said to Mr. Zheng,
Don’t worry, I was downstairs and asked Fu Zhen to add water to the water. Yes, and how could he be a lame opponent of Jiang Hengshu. After waiting an hour or two, let's go in and take some photos. Will the handle be in our hands soon?"
Mr. Zheng still does not understand: "Why do you want to find a man?"
"What's so strange about a woman? Even if I put the photos out, Jiang Hengshu would probably not take it seriously."
"That's true." Mr. Zheng tweeted and gave the manager a thumbs up.
The manager has been looking down on Jiang Hengshu's arrogant appearance for a long time, he laughed, and the private room was full of joyful atmosphere for a while.
Fu Zhen supported Jiang Hengshu. Almost all of the weight of Jiang Hengshu's body was on his body. Fu Zhen moved a little hard. Fortunately, he had accumulated some strength on the construction site in the past two years, so he would not be directly affected. Jiang Hengshu lay down under pressure.
The lights in the corridor were a bit dim, and the shadows of the two people were tightly entangled. The music downstairs suddenly stopped, and the noise and the sound of drums also stopped. The corridor was silent. Hengshu's breathing gradually became heavier, and his warm breath fell on his face, with a slight fruity fragrance in his breath, and Fu Zhen felt a little dizzy.
A white light suddenly lit up on the dark stage downstairs. A female singer in a white shirt stood under that light, sang the guitar in her arms, and sang a soothing ballad.
"Lend me ten years
Borrow me the bravery of the desperate world
Take the oath I said
Borrow me to be lonely as before
...
Watch the time passing by
Borrow me to be speechless
..."
Fu Zhen helped Jiang Hengshu to continue walking towards the third floor. Jiang Hengshu was silent all the way, but his breathing became heavier and heavier. He raised his hand and pulled off all the buttons on his trench coat one by one. The button fell on the stairs with a crisp sound.
When Fu Zhen stepped into Room 306, he took a breath when he saw the decoration in front of him. It was obviously a couple's suite in front of him.
Jiang Hengshu's face was flushed, and his windbreaker was almost taken off by him. Now it was obvious that someone had been drugged, and Fu Zhen's brows frowned slightly.
He patted Jiang Hengshu on the face and asked him, "Mr. Jiang, how are you doing?"
Jiang Hengshu let out a soft nasal sound, like a sick child, Fu Zhen's eyes were a little smile, under the ambiguous dim yellow light, there seemed to be countless tiny stars hidden inside.
Fu Zhen put Jiang Hengshu on the bed. When he straightened up, his head dizzy, and his limbs suddenly lost strength. Fu Zhen thought it was too busy during this time, but he didn't care.
He whispered to Jiang Hengshu, "I'll pour you a glass of water."
Stop by the bathroom and wash your face to make yourself sober.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the world was spinning, and he was able to stabilize his body by resting his hands on the bedside cabinet.
At this moment, Jiang Hengshu, who was originally lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and pulled Fu Zhen to his side.
...
When Fu Zhen was very young, he knew that he was different from ordinary men. He was intersex and had another set of organs in his body. Originally, his father wanted to wait for him to reach adulthood and invite a foreigner The expert performed an operation for him so that he could be an ordinary person in his later life.
Unfortunately, when he became an adult, they didn't want him anymore, and with his own ability, they couldn't find anyone who could perform surgery on him.
It was pitch black in front of Fu Zhen, and he seemed to hear the sound of rain falling in a trance.
Tick, tick
...
When he was about to leave, he heard Jiang Hengshu on the bed murmur something. He did not hear clearly. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Hengshu who was sleeping on the bed. Fu Zhen hesitated a bit, walked over to the bed, and bent down at Jiang Hengshu. A kiss fell gently on his forehead.
As soon as Fu Zhen got out of the room, he heard two gunshots from downstairs. His heart almost stopped in fright. Then the downstairs fell into chaos. When Fu Zhen walked to the top of the stairs, he could vaguely hear drug trafficking. Kind of, he vaguely felt something was wrong, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the bar from another exit.
There was no one on the street late at night, only the dim yellow street lamps stood upright on both sides of the street, like firm guards.
Fu Zhen's body was very heavy. He really didn't have any more energy to get to the place where the shuttle bus usually stopped. Fu Zhen could only stand on the street with a telephone pole, hoping to get a ride.
Jinzhan Bridge is not a prosperous area originally. There are not many taxis here, and there are not many at this time. And private cars don’t dare to carry one at this time and look flushed, as if drunk. Alcoholic like wine.
Fu Zhen sighed in frustration. It seemed that he could only go to the shuttle bus tonight. Just a few steps after Fu Zhen had walked, a black car turned in from the corner, and the lights dazzled Fu Zhen. Closing his eyes, he didn't expect the car to stop.
But the car in front of him really stopped, but the person who walked out of it made Fu Zhen prefer that he didn't stop the car.
"Didn't I tell you not to appear in front of me in the future?" The man got out of the car and looked at Fu Zhen's right leg with a contemptuous look. "Have you forgotten what I said? Yours Don’t you want your legs?"
The person who got off the car was Fu Ting, Fu Zhen's brother.
Fu Zhen looked at the tall man in front of him. He hadn't seen Fu Ting for a long time, and he really hated himself.
This dream will never wake up.
He took a step back, because he didn't see clearly that he almost fell under his feet, he lowered his head and panicked to apologize to Fu Ting, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," and he was a little pitiful.
Fu Ting squinted his eyes and saw Fu Zhen's embarrassed look. The bad words that had reached his throat were finally suppressed by him. He frowned in disgust, exhaled annoyedly, and said to Fu Zhen: "Go away. , Don’t be met by me again."
Fu Zhen seemed to have received an amnesty. He turned and staggered towards another narrow alley. He didn't run fast because of the injury on his leg. Fu Ting only needed a little effort to catch him.
There was no light in the alley, and his figure was swallowed up by the darkness.
He completely disappeared from Fu Ting's sight.
Fu Ting's eyebrows loosened, and he quickly frowned again. His heart began to suffer from dull pain inexplicably. He raised his hand and pressed his chest, raised his head, and looked blank.
His mobile phone rang at this moment, took it out, and looked at the remarks displayed on the screen. Fu Ting's face instantly showed a smile, like a flower blooming in spring, and the other end of the phone was soft and sweet. 'S female voice said coquettishly to Fu Ting: "Brother, why aren't you here? I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Fu Ting said with a low smile: "Wanwan wait a while, I will be there soon."
Tang Wanwan said on the phone, "I only give my brother ten minutes. Brother must come quickly."
Fu Ting's voice was deep and magnetic, with a pampering look: "I know."
The author has something to say: The lyrics are from "Lend Me" by Xie Chunhua, and write a lyric.