Lay Flowers To Plato

Liang Xi felt that he had something to say to Bo Tu, but when he was standing in front of Bo Tu's house, he felt that he couldn't say it.

Qiuqiu waved his tail to show his sympathy to him. Bo Tu, wearing a set of light gray pajamas, stood inside the door and said with a stern face, "Are you okay?"

Liang Xi licked his lips and said, "It's okay, I want to see you."

Bo Tu said speechlessly, "Goodbye."

Seeing that he was about to close the door, Liang Xi hurriedly said, "There's something wrong!"

Bo Tu had already closed the door halfway, with a look of disinterest: "What?"

He had just taken a shower, and his hair was not completely dry. It was a little messy when it was slightly wet. Compared with his usual icy appearance, he was not quite as handsome.

Liang Xi opened his mouth, his tongue knotted a bit and said, "Ming, it will rain tomorrow, so I may not be able to walk the dog."

Qiuqiu looked up at him, as if he understood, and immediately snorted.

Berto: "…"

Liang Xi also felt that what he said was stupid, and simply said: "Let's be honest with you, I just wanted to tell you, don't like your agent, he is no fun."

Bo Tu's pupils shrank and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

He was about to close the door again. Liang Xi pushed the door frame and said anxiously, "Why is it okay? I can't see you being... stupid. Don't think I don't know why you broke up."

Bo Tu said coldly: "You don't mean to say that I'm stupid, you mean to say that I'm cheap, right?"

"It's good that you know," Liang Xi said honestly at the moment, "I can't bear to say that to you."

Bo Tu's chest heaved a few times and said, "I said it's nothing to do with you, I'm closing the door, take your hands away!"

Liang Xi clasped the door tightly, frowning and said, "Why don't you listen to the persuasion? I'm not doing this for you? When did the surname Zhou break someone? I've only heard of it! Are you rushing to be tricked by him?"

He paused and said suspiciously, "Could it be because he works well?"

Bo Tu turned his face and said angrily: "I'm just being a cheapskate, do you care? Who do I like has something to do with you? Who do you think you are? Take your hand away!"

Liang Xi wanted to finish saying, "Don't..."

Bo Tu slammed the door with a "bang", and regardless of the screams of Liang Xi's hands being pinched, he hurried back to the living room table, poured a glass of ice water and took a few gulps, his hands shaking with anger.

He never thought of getting back together with Zhou Niansen, he couldn't forgive Zhou Niansen's betrayal, and he couldn't accept Zhou Niansen's changing bed partners one by one over the past four years.

But to say that he has no feelings for Zhou Niansen at all would be a lie. Zhou Niansen is the first person he fell in love with, and the only person he has ever loved so far.

Even later agreed to try to get along with that Luo Jing, not only because he kept saying that he advocated Platonic love, but also because from a certain perspective, he looked like Zhou Niansen.

Berto would also feel that he was really being rude.

But when someone else said this, it felt completely different, especially Liang Xi who made that kind of speculation.

He felt deeply insulted, even if Liang Xi was unintentional.

His feelings for Zhou Niansen have always been about love over sex. When they were at their best, he would also feel sorry for Zhou Niansen because he was sick, but he never felt that they were together for sensory stimulation and satisfaction. .

So when he caught Zhou Niansen hanging out with others, he felt even more absurd and unacceptable.

Why does love have to be proved by sex?

Liang Xi knocked on the door outside, calling his name while knocking: "Betu, you open the door first, my finger... ah, my finger..."

Bai Tu pretended not to hear, he didn't want to have any more entanglement with Liang Xi.

Qiuqiu swooped over, gave him a bark, and ran to the door again.

He nodded slightly, thinking that Qiuqiu was saying good things for Liang Xi, and told him, "Come back, Dad will bring you a baseball to play."

Qiuqiu ran between him and the entrance reluctantly, looking more and more anxious.

Bo Tu was very dissatisfied that it was bought by Liang Xi so easily. He took the baseball in his hand and said, "If you don't obey me, I will throw the ball..." Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

There was a severed pinky finger on the floor in front of the ball.

With his right hand pinching the base of his left little finger, Liang Xi rammed the door of Bo Tu's house with his elbow, saying, "Bo Tu, Bo Tu..."

As he cried, he thought, Qiu Qiu won't eat his fingers, will he? The more I think about it, the more despairing I become, and I break my fingers before I start my career... What the **** is this called?

With a click of the door lock, the security door was suddenly pulled open from the inside. Bo Tu came out in a panic, and when he saw him, he scolded, "You are stupid! Why didn't you say that your finger was cut off by the door!"

He grabbed Liang Xi's injured hand, looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "I called 120, and I have frozen your fingers as they said. Where are your car keys? I'll take you to the hospital. …”

As soon as he raised his head, Liang Xi looked at him with a smirk, and he became even more anxious: "What are you laughing at? Are your fingers pinched or your brain pinched? Don't you feel pain?"

Liang Xi tilted his head and laughed: "It hurts, but the pain is really worth it, otherwise you will ignore me."

Berto: "…"

Going downstairs to drive, Liang Xi's Cayenne looks a bit...weird.

"You're tailgating someone?" Bo Tu said with a speechless expression, "How on earth did you live to be so old?"

Liang Xi opened the car door with his intact right hand, and said with a hilarious smile: "My mother raised it for the first 20 years, and the next 10 years are because of you."

Bo Tu looked at the ice bucket he was carrying, and wanted to take out the fingers in it and throw it away.

Because the delivery to the hospital was relatively timely, and the cross-section of the finger was neat, the doctor said that after a few months of recovery after the operation, Liang Xi's little finger should have no problem with normal activities.

Bo Tu breathed a sigh of relief. If Liang Xi's fingers were really useless, he would not be at ease in his life.

However, Liang Xi said unwillingly: "Doctor, can't the operation fail?"

doctor:"…"

Bo Tu said fiercely, "Shut up and do the surgery."

Liang Xi was attacked by him, but he was very satisfied, and his smile showed a bit of flattery: "Well, listen to you."

It was already after three o'clock in the morning after the operation. As soon as Liang Xi came out of the operating room, he saw Bo Tu sitting on the bench outside and taking a nap like a chicken pecking at rice. He felt both love and distress.

The nurse tried to wake Berto, but he stopped him and drove the nurse away.

Then he sat down next to Bo Tu, and gently rested Bo Tu's head on his shoulder with his free hand, grinning slyly, and the beauty was bubbling.

The good times did not last long, and Bo Tu soon woke up.

He first carefully looked at Liang Xi's stitched wound, and then solemnly apologized: "I'm really sorry for breaking your finger, I didn't mean it."

Liang Xi hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay to be intentional, it's okay if you break two more."

Bo Tu was speechless for a while, and then said: "I will bear the surgery and medical expenses, and I will also compensate you for the loss of your work due to your injury. I will find a lawyer to discuss the specific amount with you later."

Liang Xi blinked and said unhappily, "I'm not short of money, and I don't want to talk to your lawyer."

Bo Tu turned his face to the side and said, "Then I will help you report the case, intentional injury or negligent injury, whatever, I admit."

Liang Xi's expression also cooled down, and after a while, he said, "What do you mean? You want to break up with me completely? Did I bother you so much?"

Bai Tu said: "I'm just talking about the matter, this should be handled like this, or you will accept the compensation, we don't owe each other."

Liang Xi stood up abruptly, looked down at Bo Tu, and said, "It's easy to think that you don't owe each other. I like you for ten years, and you like me for ten years.

Bo Tu also stood up and frowned, "Don't be unreasonable."

Liang Xi stared at him and said, "I'm just being unreasonable today."

After half a minute, Bai Tu said solemnly, "Liang Xi, I don't like you, please let me go."

Liang Xi fixedly looked at him and said, "Okay, very good."

Bo Tu said with a relaxed expression: "Since you accept it, then I will ask a lawyer tomorrow... what are you doing!"

Liang Xi forcefully untied the bandage securing his left hand, and his right hand was about to pull off the stitched little finger again. Bo Tu was startled by the solidity. He grabbed Liang Xi's right arm and pressed it back hard, angry. Said: "What are you doing crazy!"

The height of the two is almost the same. Liang Xiping looked him in the eyes and said stubbornly: "I have a way to make it not grow well, and you have to be depended on by me for the rest of your life. Botu, don't try to get rid of me."

Bo Tu gritted his teeth angrily: "Are you sick? Threat me with your own fingers?"

Liang Xi smiled and said, "This finger is not mine now, but ours."

Bo Tu stared at him for a long time, and finally slowly put down the hand that was holding him, stepped back, and said helplessly: "What the **** are you thinking?"

Liang Xi's eyes lit up, knowing that he had compromised, he immediately changed back to his hippie smile, and whispered, "What else can I think of? I just want to have **** with you."