Beautiful, strong and rough man × Qing Leng Diao writer attack｜End of the year｜Daily news
Li Zao had a tough life and beat his parents to death. He worked at the construction site for ten years at the age of sixteen with three hundred yuan in his pocket.
He thought that this would be it for the rest of his life, until in the dormitory of the Normal University, the boy who was as clean as morning dew called him: "Classmate, can you help me?"
Fu Anzhi's eyes fell on the old scar that was exposed when he bent over. Without asking the origin, he just said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."
For the first time, Li Zhang felt that this scar might not be a shame.
On his 26th birthday that year, Fu Anzhi cornered him in an unfinished rough house.
The moonlight streamed in through the windowless hole, and I watched his fingertips trace across Li Yan's lean waist inch by inch.
"Li Zhang," Fu Anzhi pressed his forehead, "I will provide you with everything you lack in life, little by little."
Later, Li Zhang had his own engineering team, and Fu Anzhi's books also sold well.
Everyone else laughed, how could Writer Fu, such a cold and beautiful woman, be eaten to death by a rough man who climbed up from the construction site.
Who could have known that it was Li Zhang who couldn't live without him.
"Li Zhi," I don't know how many times Fu Anzhi called this name tonight, "I have always wanted to ask, why is this 'Zhang'?"
"What do you think, little writer?"
The night was still long that day, and Fu Anzhi kept chanting "Li Zhang" over and over again.
Each time he read it, he softened a little more.
Later, Li Zhang ran out of energy, so he crouched in the moonlight and traced Fu Anzhi's outline with his fingers.
"Little writer, why is the smell of your ink so fishy?"
I said I was wandering around with nowhere to rely on.
And you obviously caught me a long time ago.
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Small Theater
One day at a party, Li Zao's brothers got drunk and started booing: "That year, a mark suddenly appeared on Brother Li's neck. We even made a bet in private to guess which wild cat scratched it!"
Fu Anzhi slowly served soup to Li Zai. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's not a wild cat."
He put down the spoon and tapped his fingertips lightly on a new light mark under his collarbone.
"The house cat scratched it."
Li Zhan held his fingers under the table and chuckled: "Meow."
There was dead silence under the table.
"I'll go, you guys..."
"He has a bad waist, so I'm here."
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Pre-dinner snacks:
1. Double C, 1v1 in capital letters, HE.
2. Li Zhu has a high school diploma. The reason for dropping out of school will be written in the article. He has low self-esteem because of his academic qualifications.
3. Li Zao has a back injury and has a slight psychological dependence on love; Fu An's appearance is like the little sun, but in fact he is only Li Zao's little moon.
4. Daily, sweet and sour, teasing and testing each other in the early stage, and doting on each other in the later stage.
5. Read the next one (it is expected that the full text will be archived before October)
Intention: To love someone who is good in his own right
