Fu Li has been with Lu Zhixu for eight years. Lu Zhixu came back very early today. Fu Li was wearing black at the door and holding a bunch of red roses carefully wrapped in black wrapping paper. He was extremely pale in a black shirt and black suit pants. Lu Zhixu has always felt an inexplicable feeling of irritation in the past two days. Today when he opened the door and saw Fu Li in black in the entrance hall, his irritation reached its peak, accompanied by deep fear. Lu Zhixu stood at the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw the rose in Fu Li's arms. Then he looked up and saw that Fu Li was looking at him. His eyes were calm, without the fear or dependence in the past. Fu Li smiled: "Lu Zhixu, you're back." Lu Zhixu couldn't help but stayed still for a moment, then nodded and slowly walked forward and hugged him gently: "Well, I'm back, Li Li. It's so cold, why don't you wear shoes?" Fu Li tilted his head: "Because it seems there is no need to wear shoes."
Concept: AB0 story, bloody plot, forced