The Geranium's Fall

There are still a few chapters left for PART·1, and the manuscript of Part 2 is almost finished. I have been thinking about the title these days... "The Fall of Geranium" was originally named to be related to the core of the story, but it is not interesting enough, it is foggy, and the text style itself is depressed. It is difficult to change the tone at the beginning (灬??灁). Oops, the author is crazy about sweets, so why can't he figure it out and write something like this? It's probably because of a brain twitch. If there are any literary friends passing by, can you give me some advice? (King Kong fisting) The author of the cold and chilly mushroom head blanket said. . . . . .

PART·2 ends. PART·3 has started to be deposited, and updates are slow. It is expected to be completed by the end of December. ——Stay on 2021/11/28

The archived manuscript is only about one-third of the full text, so starting from the third chapter, it is set to be updated every three days. The purpose of the lazy author's post is also to urge himself according to the scheduled update time... Although it is for love, I will work hard to complete it. If you are a fellow writer who has passed by, I hope you can give me your support and advice. ——Stay in 2021\7\8

Chapter 8 [Post of the full version of the deleted scenes]: "I'm leaving first." Geng Yan didn't pay attention and wanted to pick up the shirt on the sofa. It was time to say goodbye and go home. However, Xing Zhun suddenly grabbed his arm and tried to stop him. Geng Yan completely subconsciously blocked it with his backhand and pressed Xing Zhun on the sofa. He stared at him for a long time before he managed to squeeze out the words through his teeth: "I really want to thank me, but I'll see you soon." This sentence was something Geng Yan saw accidentally when Zhu Cuiling was sitting at home watching martial arts TV series. Putting it in this situation, he felt it was a bit inconsistent. But having said it all, it does not affect the context of his expression. After all, he has learned the language of the earth for so long, and he is confident that he still has this ability to express himself. It's a pity that Xing Zhun didn't show any awareness of being warned. He still said with a smile: "Brother Yan, do you forget things when you are drunk?" "What... Mean?" Geng Yan seemed to have been accidentally pierced by a needle. The air seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and then he caught a subtle "click" sound in his ears. He lowered his head alertly, and was shocked to find that Xing Zhun's hands had flowed under his body at some point and unbuckled his belt. Then the evil hand has reached an unspeakable place. This time, the knot solidly burned Geng Yan. He was about to stand up, but Xing Zhun used his hands and feet to change his position and pinned him down. "You...!" Geng Yan's mind went completely blank, and a soft heat hit his lips, with a faint smell of tobacco and soap, and a full aura of aggression that annihilated the last ambiguity. He heard the gasping sound, which was his own. It was unbelievable. His whole body was limp, except for one place. The ghostly voice of the authoritative male doctor in Tongzhou City echoed in his mind at an inappropriate time: "Mr. Geng, the cause of your illness has not been found. We initially concluded that it was caused by your excessive mental stress. You can try to do something to hypnotize and please your body and mind..." Thoughts were leaking out in Xing Zhun's cold hands. The last moment made him feel dazed, but he still didn't forget to curse in his heart: "Go to hell with the quackery!" "Now, do you remember it?" Geng Yan only hurriedly glanced at the bad boy's successful eyes, and his eyes stayed on the snow-white chin. The tiny mole seemed to be laughing wildly. He did not get angry, and whispered surprisingly calmly: "I'm getting married." The weight on his body visibly stiffened and was quietly removed. Xing Zhun sat up, and Geng Yan also sat up. Finally, Xing Zhun raised his finger, stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it, and spoke again in a low voice that could not be heard: "I know." Geng Yan turned his head to look at him. At this time, Xing Zhun had already stood up and pulled Geng Yan to the bathroom together. He complained without looking back. This time his voice was a little louder: "I sent you home before, but you provoked me first. Don't look like you are being teased. I see you are enjoying it." "I... I forgot." Unknowingly, Geng Yan spoke much more docilely. "Forgot..." Xing Zhun turned on the faucet, scrubbed his hands carefully, and said lightly: "Scumbag."

Wow after reading this. . So many regrets

There's a big jump between this chapter and the previous one, and I felt dizzy.

Good guy, if you have a tail, it will be furry, I think rua

Hey, feelings are really hard to come by...