"Second brother, you go down and wait for me."

Zhou Shike turned his head and said to Zhou Shixun.

"I'll leave after I've made it clear."

Although Zhou Shixun was angry and distressed, this was Zhou Shike's own business. He might have the opposite effect when he intervened too much.

After he left, there was no sound in the room for a long time.

"Fu Simian, I can naturally let it go. Until now, I will not say anything like I misjudged the words of people blinded," Zhou Shike's eyes turned red, "Because I knew you were such a person from the beginning, but I think I can change you. Now I know that I don't know myself."

"You are so cruel to treat me like this. Isn't it just because I like you and don't like me?"

He walked to Fu Simian and raised his eyes slightly. Even if he didn't say anything, the person on the other side could feel how much pain he felt.

"My brother is right," Zhou Shike raised the corner of his mouth. He knew how reluctant and ugly he was smiling at this moment, "You are shameless."

He has never looked good in front of Fu Simian and has been making trouble. He doesn't do it now, can he do it?

Fu Simian's eyelashes trembled and a severe discomfort came from his heart.

But he couldn't speak out to defend the whole thing, because everything A Ke said was true and he did it.

"I'm not a fool, you will definitely not give me a complete hand over to the Lin family. You fool the Lin family, you plotted on me, your father, and the Lin family, all of them." Zhou Shike thought that he was just a step in Fu Simian's plan. The pain pulled him down like an abyss, and the cold air invaded the whole body. "Why don't you tell me? I'm only worthy of being the chess piece in your hand, right? Even if I have nothing to do with you, Fu Simian, shouldn't you notify me before doing this? Fu Simian, are you so heartless?" At the end of his words, Zhou Shike roared loudly, his tail sound trembling, and he almost collapsed.

"A Ke..." Fu Simien suppressed the panic in his heart, and he coaxed in a low voice, "A Ke, I can explain it."

There was finally a crack on his face for a moment. In fact, Fu Simian knew very well that all his calmness came from Zhou Shike's blind trust.

Zhou Shike laughed, his throat broke, "Fu Simian, I should have broken up with you earlier, so I can know earlier, so you will bow your head too."

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike like this and was stunned for a moment. After a brief moment, he heard a shattering sound coming from his chest.

For some reason, he also felt a little painful.

Zhou Shike originally wanted to separate the two of them and be more decent and calm, but when he really faced all this, he couldn't calm down or be decent.

"I will go back to the North City," Zhou Shike widened the distance from Fu Simian, picked up the jacket on the sofa, and said, "I will fall in love, kiss and sleep with other people. Fu Simian, I am not necessarily you. You may not know very well how many people are kneeling and begging me to come."

He turned his head, his eyes covered with blood, like a beast that was being forced to force him. He showed his fangs and bit Fu Simien and hurt himself, "You look down on me, you look down on me, how dare you look down on me?!"

"Just because I like you? So you look down on me?" Zhou Shike became more and more angry. He was so angry that he was so incompetent. He still felt like a mountain torrent and tsunami because of Fu Simian's words. "That's because you have a fucking brain problem. My dad never told me that he is a lowly person!"

"But thanks to you, I know now." Zhou Shike gritted his teeth. He felt that he would never like others as much as he likes Fu Simian in his life. Fu Simian erased his expectations for feelings and exhausted his hope for feelings.

Fu Simian didn't feel his words were extremely pale at all, "I haven't felt that way."

"But that's what you did!" Zhou Shike met Fu Simian's calm eyes, which were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and suddenly lost the strength to argue with the other party. "Forget it, Fu Simian, forget it, I'm unlucky. If you fall in love with you, you're unlucky. I've been entangled with you for so long."

Fu Simian has never deceived him. He is lying to himself. If he likes someone, he will lie to the other party.

He chose to ignore Fu Simian's perfunctory and arrogance one by one.

Thinking about it now, it was not only painful, but also painful.

When Fu Simien heard Zhou Shike say he was with others, he suddenly felt agitated in his heart. He walked over and pulled the person into his arms, his tone as gentle as before.

"A Ke, I'm sorry."

Zhou Shike was touched by Fu Simian. In addition to the brief discomfort, he also had the familiar and intimate feeling that he hated himself. He instantly burst into tears. He struggled to break free, "Don't touch me!"

"When you sold me, have you ever thought I would know?" Zhou Shijie held his palm on the table, gasping for breath. He felt that there was not much oxygen left in his lungs. He felt that everything around him was squeezing him, almost crushing him.

Fu Simian said nothing, staring at Zhou Shike with dark eyes.

He thought about it.

Zhou Shike got the answer from Fu Simian's eyes, but he still chose to do it.

Zhou Shike lowered his head, and a large drop of tears rolled down from his eyes unexpectedly.

Until he caught a glimpse of the painting on the wall, he ran over and stepped on the sofa in two steps, took it off with one hand and fell directly to the ground, and the glass broke all over the ground. Zhou Shike looked down at Fu Simian, who looked like frosty faces, and sneered: "If you don't leave such a disgusting thing, it's better not to leave it to dirty Master Fu's eyes."

Fu Simian looked at the glass that was broken on the ground, and the two palm prints on it were cut open by the glass. He looked up at Zhou Shike with a warning plea, "A Ke, don't do this."

Mr. Fu Er, who was high above the stars, never spoke softly and played with everyone in his palm. When he needed to beg for others, he realized that there were very few words and sentences he could use.

Zhou Shike pulled the zipper of his coat and stepped off the sofa. His luggage had already been packed. The moment he held the pull rod, Fu Simien's breathing stopped. He rushed over, "I apologize to you, A Ke, don't leave..."

"Where are you coaxing your mother?" Zhou Shike tried his best to push Fu Simian away. His clothes were messy and he zipped the shirt inside. "Then I ask you, I'll ask you to stop your plan, are you willing?"

The room fell into silence.

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike. After a while, he felt that Zhou Shike's red eyes were a little hot, and he looked away unnaturally, "I have my arrangements. Apart from this matter, you can ask for other requirements."

After hearing the answer, Zhou Shike suddenly became angry and lost even his reluctance. He was filled with sadness.

Even at this time, Fu Simian was still terriblely rational. Under no circumstances could he be controlled by emotions, so he could become a winner.

Zhou Shikexin was bleeding from the wound. He held the lever of his suitcase, and his knuckles turned white due to force.

"Then your plan may be failure. I'm leaving. What else are you going to exchange for the Lin family?"

Fu Simian frowned slightly, "I never thought about really transferring your contract. A Ke, I hope you can stay." He was already used to Zhou Shike's existence.

"Then I'm leaving should have little impact on your plan," Zhou Shike smiled reluctantly. He stopped and looked at Fu Simian for a long time. After a while, he mutely said and forced himself to calm down. "Fu Simian, let's leave here. From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge and pass by. If you have the chance to see each other again, we can just treat each other as strangers."

Fu Simien's palms were cold. He looked at Zhou Shike, and a thick layer of ice formed in his eyes.

"This is the key to the home, I'll give it back to you." The boy's voice was cold, and the metal hit the marble, making a series of crisp sounds.

Fu Simian listened to the movement of changing shoes behind him and opening the door, but he didn't move at all. It was not until Zhou Shike's figure disappeared into the room that he slowly turned around and looked at the messy and empty door, and seemed to be unresponsive.

What just happened? He clearly explained that today was A Ke’s birthday. He bought a cake and brought a ring home. When he handled the transaction with the Lin family, he held the Fu family in his hands, and everything would be fine.

Why is A Ke so unconscious and impulsive?

Fu Simian's eyes fell on the broken painting on the ground. He walked over a little stiffly. Zhou Shike's hands were smaller than him, his fingers were thin and long, as white as a few pieces of jade. At that time, the paint was stuck on his hands and could not wash off for several days.

Without taking any tools, he turned the painting out of a pile of broken glass, and several blood marks were scratched on his fingers.

It is the same as when it was printed, with bright colors, and it seems that you can feel the strong and strong feelings from the beginning through this painting.

Thinking of Zhou Shike's determination when he broke this painting, Fu Simian suddenly wanted to cry.

The car was driven in Zhou Shixun, how long it took to drive and how long it took to scold it.

"I just said why don't you go home? I'm in love outside and sing at someone's company?" Zhou Shixun spitted on the steering wheel. He wiped it off with his sleeve and continued to spray, "Now, it's fine, you haven't gotten it, you'll have to pay the liquidated damages for others!"

Although Zhou Shixun was so happy to throw money at that time, it was the money he saved up after finally carrying Yang Xiao, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

"Look at what you are like? I really didn't expect that Zhou Shike, who is like this in North City, would be bullied as a dog-like bastard who dares to make bombs and bomb pyramid schemes by himself?" Zhou Shixun grabbed the steering wheel, feeling so much that he hated him.

"Fu Simian, right? I want him to die." Zhou Shixun's eyebrows appeared ruthlessly, and his teeth were grinding out.

"You talk, you fucking talk to me!"

"Are you dumb?"

Zhou Shike withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror. After a while, he said, "Don't tell my elder sister and the others."

Zhou Shixun: “…”

The car became quiet. After a long time, Zhou Shixun's tears came out. He sobbed and scolded, "He actually dared to treat you like this, fuck! Fuck! Idiot fucking thing!"

"Zhou Shike, how could you treat us like this?"

"I have been so good to you since I was a child. My elder sister and dad are so good to you. We will give you everything you want. You like cars. Dad specially builds a garage for you. You quarrel with your family for such a person, just for such a person. If they know, how painful it will be for them. Do you think we have lived too long? Zhou Shike?"

"I didn't teach you well, I blame me, I blame me." Zhou Shixun cried while driving. While he was hiding in the room, he was heartbroken when he heard his brother talking to the man.

Zhou Shike's face was already cold.

"Second brother, I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry to me!" Zhou Shixun wiped away the tears from his face, "I don't listen to what you said, I want to see what you did. I won't tell my family about this, but if I know that you still have contact with him and can't get involved, then don't blame your second brother for being cruel."

"The Zhou family is either unable to afford to raise a useless person. I support you if you want to eat gold every day."

Zhou Shixun doesn't need to say this. Zhou Shike is a cheap man, but he is not that cheap.

From the moment he knew that Fu Simian took him to trade and treated him as a pawn, his relationship with Fu Simian had come to an end.

He can afford to love and lose.

The car stopped at the company's door, and Zhou Shixun said angrily: "Get in and get your stuff."

Zhou Shike didn't say anything and got out of the car.

Zhou Shixun looked at his younger brother's thin back and was filled with a depressed breath. He suppressed the wetness in his eyes and turned his head, afraid that he would kill the unscrupulous Fu Simian again.

Midway through, Yang Xiao called and asked him when he would be back.

Zhou Shixun, who was forcibly holding on, collapsed at this moment. He buried himself on the steering wheel and cried: "Yang Xiao, fortunately I'm here, I'm here, I feel that I'm about to hurt, I'm going to hurt to death."

Yang Xiao had never heard Zhou Shixun cry so heartbrokenly. He wiped out his cigarette and put on his coat from the office. "What's wrong? I asked my assistant to buy tickets, and I'll come over immediately."

"Don't come over," Zhou Shixun hadn't forgotten that he promised Zhou Shike not to tell his family, "I just miss A Ke too much. I think he has lost a lot of weight."

Yang Xiao: “…”

When Zhou Shike, who was in a mess and messy manner, went to the lounge to get his things, Wu Quanhua and Yuan Bai were both there. When they saw Zhou Shike, they were stunned.

"A Ke, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Bai said with concern. He thought he had been robbed if he couldn't tell.
To be continued...