Two men carried the unconscious Zhou Zhou and followed President Wu into the elevator, which finally stopped in front of a room.
Mr. Wu was a regular customer. He skillfully swiped his card to open the door, raised his chin to gesture inside, and the two men carried Zhou Zhou to the bed in the inner room. They then took out soft leather handcuffs from the bedside table and handcuffed her to the headboard.
"Alright, this medicine has a long-lasting effect, you can all leave now."
When Mr. Wu saw Zhou Zhou handcuffed to the bed in a spread-eagle position, he instantly felt his brother's spirits lift, even though his face was still slightly sore.
"Just wait and see how I deal with you later." Mr. Wu took off his clothes, grabbed a bathrobe, and went into the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with steam, and Mr. Wu was full of energy, mentally rehearsing all sorts of tricks he would use to torment Zhou Zhou when they got out.
As soon as I opened the bathroom door, there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Mr. Wu was cautious. When he walked over, he did not open the door immediately, but looked through the peephole. He was slightly taken aback when he saw the visitor outside, and then opened the door.
"President Fu? I didn't know you were looking for me... Ah!"
Mr. Wu was grabbed by the back of the neck and slammed against the wall, his head spinning instantly.
Fu Hengzhi looked towards the bed and saw the unconscious young man. His eyes instantly turned red. He turned back and glared angrily at President Wu, who was sitting on the ground, and threw another punch at him.
"You dare touch him!"
The commotion inside the room startled two men waiting next door. They rushed to the door and saw their boss being beaten. Without saying a word, they were about to rush over when someone grabbed them by the back of their collars at the same time.
Xiao Xiaowei tiptoed into the room, but was yelled at the next second and pulled her head back.
"These two are yours!"
Xiao Xiaowei blinked, but before she could speak, a huge creature rolled out, startling her so much that she quickly stepped on it, only to find that it was a naked person under her feet.
He couldn't help but let out a disgusted "uh".
"These three are all yours to handle!"
After saying this, Fu Hengzhi hurriedly ran towards the bed and saw the young man with his eyes closed, whose appearance was unfamiliar yet felt familiar. He felt his whole body tremble.
[Author's Note: Zhou Zhou: I'm dizzy, so is this considered a reunion?]
I'm exhausted from sending out 8,000 words all at once! QWQ
Chapter 130 Those destined to meet will naturally meet.
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Zhou Zhou felt dizzy and his head felt like it was being torn apart, but even so he was still struggling in his dream, wanting to wake up as soon as possible.
"Damn..." The person on the bed let out a rough moan, then slowly opened their eyes.
"Damn it." Zhou Zhou first checked his own body to make sure there were no strange sensations in certain areas before his tense nerves relaxed a bit, but that wasn't enough.
Damn it, either he or that guy surnamed Wu has to die today.
Zhou Zhou clenched his fists and stood up.
"woke up?"
The room was completely dark when a voice suddenly came from the bedside, startling Zhou Zhou so much that he almost jumped up on the spot. But upon closer listening, the voice sounded incredibly familiar.
Almost simultaneously, the pores all over his body opened, and the residual effects of the drug in his body screamed wildly, urging Zhou Zhou to step forward and hug this person.
But Zhou Zhou didn't. He cautiously walked towards the figure, not even daring to turn on the bedside lamp, afraid that this was a dream of a long-awaited reunion, and that any external stimulus would become the murderer that ruined this beautiful dream.
"I miss you so much..." Her voice was hoarse, as if her throat was blocked by a lump, making the sound harsh and unpleasant. This was the result of her suppressed emotions. Zhou Zhou dared not speak loudly, afraid of waking up from this dream and sending away the person she loved in front of her.
She didn't move or speak, just watched as the person on the bed carefully approached her, then tentatively reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, burying his face in her chest.
"Fu Hengzhi... I miss you so much..."
Zhou Zhou would never forget the familiar scent at the tip of his nose. Tears welled up in his eyes and soaked the other person's chest. He just held the other person like that without making any other moves.
"Did I dream about you because I missed you so much...?"
"It's so good that we'll have a chance to meet again..."
"Please come visit me more often, okay? I'm in so much pain without you in this world..."
Fu Hengzhi frowned, his expression complicated as he watched the person in his arms pour out his heart to him. He had rehearsed their reunion countless times in his mind, imagining various scenarios of their meeting, but when the moment actually arrived, he was at a loss.
When he saw that the other person had been drugged and was lying unconscious on the bed, he only dared to go forward to unlock the handcuffs that were restricting the other person's movements. Then he sat on the edge of the bed with mixed feelings, waiting for the other person to wake up.
Doesn't he long for a reunion? He longs for it more than anyone else. Even though he's constantly searching for her due to practical constraints, what does this matter now? He should hold her tightly, kiss and bite her, and then lock her in the room, just like he used the handcuffs on the bedside table when he entered, so that she can never leave him again.
But he didn't; he didn't even offer the most basic hug.
Zhou Zhou feared that their encounter was a beautiful dream, and so did Fu Hengzhi.
Neither of them dared to make the first move, lest they disturb this dream of a long-awaited reunion.
'Clang clang clang—'
"Why is there no sound? There should at least be some noise from inside!"
The door was being pounded on from the outside. A delicate female voice spoke in a way that was clearly out of character. The knocking continued, and Zhou Zhou felt that if the knocking kept going, there was a possibility that the person outside might break down the door.
With such a commotion, Zhou Zhou finally snapped out of his self-absorbed daydream and squeezed the firm muscles under his hand, which were covered by clothing.
Zhou Zhou: "..." It doesn't seem like a dream?
Xiao Xiaowei stood idly by the door, too curious about what was happening inside. She couldn't sit still for a moment. With a mischievous grin, she lowered her voice and whispered sweetly through the crack in the door.
"Honey~ Honey, open the door~"
"Honey, say something, honey!"
Her shouting was nothing, but Zhou Zhou, who was still holding Fu Hengzhi, stiffened upon hearing it and inexplicably let go.
He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp; the dim light allowed him to see the other person's face clearly.
The man in front of her was very handsome, with the same temperament as Fu Hengzhi, but their appearances were different.
Zhou Zhou recalled the person he had seen during the day, and the figure slowly overlapped with the person in front of him. Zhou Zhou smiled bitterly and remained silent. He had been confused by President Wu's medicine. It was just a resemblance. But how could this person be Fu Hengzhi? How could Fu Hengzhi have a mistress behind his back?
Fu Hengzhi took in every move the person in front of him made. The person was flustered and his thoughts were practically written all over his face. In the past, Fu Hengzhi might have teased the other person, but now it was clearly impossible.
He's been searching for a wife for so long, what if he loses her too? Who will he cry to? The one outside the door?
The noise at the door continued, with everyone calling him "husband." Looking at the complicated expression on the person in front of him, Zhou Zhou knew that perhaps his actions had frightened the other person.
"I'm sorry, sir..." Zhou Zhou said with bitterness, instinctively feeling that he didn't want to let go.
He suppressed the feeling and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, I was a little out of it after drinking. You really do look so much like my lover..."
This is an explanation for his recent rude behavior.
The knocking on the door continued, which further solidified Zhou Zhou's thoughts. He began to apologize frantically to the person, thinking that thankfully the person hadn't done anything excessive or strange.
Zhou Zhou: "I'm sorry, sir."
Fu Hengzhi: "..."
Xiao Xiaowei: "Honey, say something, honey~"
Fu Hengzhi: "..."
"……Grass."
Fu Hengzhi rarely swore, and disregarding his complicated emotions, he grabbed the young man's waist and forcefully pressed himself against him without saying a word.
The moment their soft lips touched, Zhou Zhou's brain went blank.
Before she could react, the other person was deepening the passionate kiss. Subconsciously, Zhou Zhou was telling herself not to refuse, but…
"Hiss..." The taste of blood filled his mouth, and Fu Hengzhi frowned. The young man in his arms also took the opportunity to break free from his restraints.
“Sir, please have some self-respect…” Zhou Zhou met the other man’s dejected eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
It's so similar; that look really makes it seem like Fu Hengzhi is standing right in front of him.
Zhou Zhou turned her head away from him, unable to utter the radical words she had prepared. After a long while, she finally blurted out, "...After all, your wife is still waiting for you outside."
The fake wife, the real tool, was still calling from the doorway: "Open the door! Open the door! Don't hide inside and stay silent, I know you're in there!"
"Zhou Zhou." Fu Hengzhi was determined to make things clear.
Zhou Zhou, whose name was called, shuddered, thinking that it was too similar, and then frantically shook his head to convince himself.
This is not Fu Hengzhi, not him, and even if it resembles him, it won't work. Remember the story of Ye Yingdi pursuing his wife, and reject the clichéd substitute literature.
"Zhou Zhou." Despite the other person's considerable struggle to break free, Fu Hengzhi took the other person's hand and pressed it against his heart, solemnly saying each word, "It's me, I'm back."
Zhou Zhou was about to punch the other person when he heard this and suddenly froze, turning his head to stare at him blankly.
Fu Hengzhi looked into the other person's eyes and repeated in a soft voice, "I've come to find you, Zhou Zhou."
"I've been looking for you for so long, and I've finally found you."
I've found you.
The four words echoed repeatedly in Zhou Zhou's mind, seeping into his soul like a sponge soaked in water.
“Fu Hengzhi…” Zhou Zhou didn’t even realize when tears welled up in her eyes. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, tears streaming down her face like beads.
“Fu Hengzhi…”
"It's okay, I'm here." Fu Hengzhi reached out and hugged the other person again.
Zhou Zhou pressed her ear against the other person's chest, listening to the pounding heartbeat, and buried her face in the other person's chest, bursting into tears.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhou Zhou finally had a chance to apologize to the other party. Fu Hengzhi gently patted his back and coaxed him with his words.
If you don't try to comfort her, things will be better; if you do, Zhou Zhou will wail even harder.
Zhou Zhou made a decision too decisively back then, causing him to overlook too many things. He spent every night after his rebirth with insomnia. He wondered how Fu Hengzhi had spent the last month. The result of trying to put himself in Fu Hengzhi's shoes was that his eyes were red and swollen the next day.
He couldn't imagine how much pain Fu Hengzhi must have been in at that time.
"Is it really you..." Zhou Zhou stopped crying when Fu Hengzhi's clothes were soaked with sweat. She turned on all the lights in the room and looked at Fu Hengzhi with choked sobs.
“It’s me.” Fu Hengzhi took the other person’s hand and pressed it against his face, smiling, “It’s just that we look different.”
"It's okay, I don't mind. I'm not the same as before." Zhou Zhou cried until his throat was hoarse, sniffling as he murmured, "I'm not as handsome as before."
"No, that's not true." Fu Hengzhi kissed away another tear squeezed from the corner of the other's eye and said softly, "I like them all."
A sudden feeling of happiness enveloped Zhou Zhou, safely bringing his heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, to a safe landing.