The Strategy Of Washing Clean A Slag Shou Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

The long heavy curtains are tightly shut, letting no light seep inside. One wouldn't know whether it is day or night.

The bell rang, Fu Zhou picked up the phone. Before he got out of bed, he looked at the sleeping teenager with a happy smile and softly kissed under his swollen eyes.

—-I Love You.

(T/N: Dunno guys, but these gives me shivers. It gives off dark magic.)

Shortly after he left, there was a strange noise in the quiet bedroom.

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The rosy face of the body on the bed gradually turned pale. The shallow breathing slowed down, the undulating chest calmed down. If someone doesn't observe carefully, they wouldn't realize that the body has already lost its soul.

Fu Zhou listened to his a.s.sistant's report without saying a word, he was surprised with what he was hearing but he took it in stride.

Su Yang did not lie, he only met Wen Xiuning twice.

Once was when he was performing on campus. He asked for a signature photo like an ordinary fan. The second time was on the set, he was restricted because of the filming. Wen Xiuning took the initiative to lend his coat to him.

Apart from this, there is no other interaction between the two.

Thinking of the boy's crying face last night, explaining himself over and over again, he released a soft sigh.

This time, he was in the wrong.

Putting away the phone, Fu Zhou turned towards the bedroom, watching the boy for a while, he didn't know how to explain himself.

Should he say sorry? Will he accept it? He knows better than anyone else. Once the damage is done, there is no way for recovery.

Still, he still can't let go.

He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arm and tried to hold the boy up but his movements immediately stopped. At that moment, he was bound by an overwhelming fear.

After a long time, he gradually calmed down and thought of the sentence that Su Yang repeated over and over again last night.

—-You Will Regret This.

(T/N: Ah~ dark magic is thickening in this room.)

For a long time, he whispered: “Ayao, I'm sorry.”

But the boy on the bed did not give him any more response.

Fu Zhou opened the quilt and got into the bed. He hugged the boy on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

He seems to have become a sculpture, no words, no movements, no expressions. In his mind, he convinced himself that he's imagining of silly things, his arms increased their pressure. As if this would make the boy stay.

But the ones that are dead are long doomed to be recovered.

What power? What Love? This boy has never belonged to him from beginning to the end.

He lived for 30 years, this is the first time his heart felt broken. For the first time, he was overcome with a strong obsession with another person. For the first time, he really fell in love, but it ended in a disaster.

Why…

He can't think of anything.

Did he do something wrong?

Of course he did!

He shouldn't have been jealous, shouldn't be impulsive, and he shouldn't have forced him.

However, things can't be undone.

There isn't any Su Yao in this world anymore.

The boy who played the guitar and hummed the little tune, plausibly expressing love, disappeared forever.

Fu Zhou only felt that his chest seemed to be hollow along with the disappearance of Su Yang.

…..

A few days later he was found at home when he was cooking noodles in the kitchen, Su Yang's body was sitting by the table.

The a.s.sistant along with bodyguards rushed in, gathering inside, they were hit by a rancid smell in the house and because there was no ventilation for a long time, it is particularly heavy almost causing these people to vomit.

Fu Zhou came out of the kitchen wearing casual clothes, his expression calm. He placed a bowl of tomato pork noodles in front of Su Yang and sat next to him, his voice soft like flowing water.

(T/N: You know Fu Zhou, in fiction, people try reviving their loved ones from the dead, no matter the means. Why don't you try it.)

He said: “I didn't add any green onions. I know you don't like the taste of it. Try and taste it.”

The a.s.sistant felt that the boss in front of him is not normal. Su Yao apparently died several days ago. Yet the boss stubbornly refuses to accept this reality. In this environment, he lived this way from the day he found out and steadily became mentally disordered.

He carefully walked towards Fu Zhou and explained: “Boss, I know you're sad but Su Yao is dead…”

Fu Zhou looked down at him, his eyes cold and empty, there was no trace of emotion.

The a.s.sistant's forehead was immediately covered in sweat, immediately not daring to talk anymore, hurriedly stepping out to call for Miss Fu Jie.

Fu Ya rushed over after receiving the phone call. She didn't dare inform the rest of the family, especially Madame Fu, she is afraid that her heart might not be able to take this blow.

At this moment seeing Fu Zhou, her eyes start to redden.

This is the first time that Fu Ya has seen his brother looking half-dead, his eyes are clear and devoid of anger. It seems that living no longer has any meaning to him, like a zombie.

She carefully asked: “Azhou, you, are you alright?”

Fu Zhou glanced at her and asked: “How come you're here, do you want to eat noodles? Ayao said that it's delicious, I ‘ll give you a bowl.”

Then he stood and made for the kitchen.

Fu Ya's nose turned sour, he hugged him. She said: “You aren't supposed to be like this, Azhou.” She looked distressed: “He's already gone, why do you still have to suffer.”

Fu Zhou seems like he's unable to understand her words. He just replied with: “If you don't want to eat, I'll just give it to Ayao.”

Fu Ya shook her head and choked: “Su Yao is gone, why don't you understand, ah? He is dead!”

Fu Zhou pushed her away, obviously irritated.

Fu Ya took his hand and reasoned: “Azhou if you just listen to your sister once, let Su Yao's body go back into the land. Why are you torturing yourself, will the dead be distressed for you? No, he can't convey feelings, you will only worry me and your parents…”

Fu Zhou held Su Yang on his lap and said coldly: “I know you don't like him. I will protect him carefully in the future. I won't let you bully him again. You tell Mom, let her ignore us, this matter is done.”

Fu Ya persuaded him for a while but Fu Zhou refused to listen. He seemed to live only in his own world. He won't hear another word besides the topic related to Su Yao. Only then would his emotions be riled.

Fu Ya had to visit Mr. Fu Lao. The old general who was already halfway through to death immediately gave Fu Zhou two slaps, but he did not respond at all. When people tried taking Su Yao's body, he would suddenly become aggressive, it seems he completely lost his mind.

In the end, he was restrained by a dozen special forces, hit by a tranquilizer and was forcibly taken to the hospital.

….

Three months later.

Director w.a.n.g's ‘Chase' was officially aired. The boy in the white shirt and black pants smiled slightly on the screen and harvested countless young girls.

Standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked on sadly at the girl from afar, hung eyebrows and the pure sadness instantly infected everyone in the cinema.

The ending song slowly sounded, accompanied by Wen Xiuning's low pitched and affectionate voice, that sadness reached a new height.

In this movie, this is like an ink painting that is more elegant than the male and female protagonist starring in the movie. It is more appealing to watch a stupidly in love male.

This spring, there is a secret love called Sheng Rui; there is a kind of regret called Su Yao.

When the crowds left, a tall, but thin man slowly came out of the cinema. His lonely figure is very bleak, it seems out of place from the bustling streets.

He turned on his mobile phone. On the screensaver, there were two men in the same room, one grey, and one white. The tall man looked at the boy in his arms gently, while the slender boy had drooping eyes and looks slightly shy.

– Look, my lover is waiting for me to go back for dinner

– He's jealousy knows no bounds, if he found out I went out to eat with a handsome elder brother, he'll definitely punish me.

(T/N: words that were said by Su Yao to Wen Xiuning last chapter 15)

If only he saw this video earlier, maybe nothing would have happened after that.

He thought about it more than once.

But he is clear. That night, although he was jealous out of his mind, his hearts deepest longing made him enlightened, the boy always makes it a point to be affectionate, but was it truly just an act or something more?

Only, his cruel method made Su Yang realize his feelings instead of indifference.

It's ridiculous, the one who has always been active has never been emotional, and the one who is pa.s.sive gradually opened his heart and become unable to extricate himself.

If there ever was an afterlife, he will never let go.

At 12 o'clock that night, a traffic accident occurred on Changming Road.

Fu Zhou, the most outstanding entrepreneur in B city, was and died on the spot.

Yes! Done with the first arc, took me longer than was necessary. Whew, onto to the next arc ladies~ and gentlemen – if there's any.

So see you next arc readers!