Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

"Would you like me to come?" Yu Shinan asked back.

"No. I think you're busy." After all, it's his mother's house, and he can come back anytime.

Yu Shinan picked up the things, she was carrying something that was strenuous, but it seemed light in his hands, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Fu Sichen followed suit and took two steps. She stopped and called him, "Brother Nan, that, I..."

She hesitated.

Yu Shinan stopped and looked back at her, "What?"

Fu Sichen hesitated, and twisted his two index fingers behind his back together, "You, are you bringing Lin Yuanqing back to see Aunt Yu?"

A large truck passed by the side of the road, knocking her voice into fragments.

Yu Shinan didn't hear clearly, he turned around and took a few steps towards her, approaching her.

"What did you just say?"

"I just gave this bone-building wine to Aunt Yu. Leopard bone." Fu Sichen pointed to the gift box in his hand, "It can be drunk or used externally. Auntie said her leg hurts earlier."

Fu Sichen paused, her voice lowered a little, holding back the sore nose, "If Lin Yuanqing is here, I won't go."

"Whether she's here or not has anything to do with whether you go or not?" Yu Shinan frowned, obviously not understanding the relationship between them.

There was an inexplicable depression in my heart, she didn't like Lin Yuanqing, he didn't force it.

But just because of Lin Yuanqing, who drew the boundaries so clearly? !
In order not to see Lin Yuanqing in the future, do you even have to avoid him? !
Yu Shinan wasn't originally a pleasant-looking person, his face turned cold, and when he tensed up, he was full of evil spirit, which was the hostility soaked in his bones.

He had been completely covered up by him all these years, but he lost his restraint in front of her for a while.

His displeasure was palpable.

I don't know if it's because of her obvious rejection of Lin Yuanqing that caused his dissatisfaction.

He had never spoken so harshly to her.

Fu Sichen's heart skipped a beat, and it hurt a little.

She didn't know what to say, there were some things he didn't know, but Lin Yuanqing knew.

The embarrassment of being face-to-face is indescribable.

What's more, she thinks that she still can't let him go now, she likes him secretly like this, and even pretends to be nonchalant, looking at the two of them, her heart will hurt a lot.

It hurts.

It hurts so much that I want to cry but I have to force myself to smile, that feeling is too uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid to disturb you." She said softly.

"will not."

Fu Sichen didn't say anything else, she walked forward, and he also took steps.

The man's stride is big, and he walked in front of her in a few steps.

She took a step behind and followed behind him. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, and there were two shallow shadows on the ground.

The summer wind brought waves of heat, and the T-shirt on his back was sweaty and wet.

Attached to the back, you can see the broad and strong muscle lines.

He walked in front of her, his broad body seemed to block all the sunlight from her.

Some people you should not like, also tell yourself to control.

But at close range, the eyes will fall on him unconsciously and run after him.

Yu Shinan walked very slowly, but it seemed that as he walked slowly, so did she.

Always one step behind him.

Before, the girl who would walk beside him chattering non-stop, he could see her smiling eyebrows when he tilted his head, but now, if he didn't turn his head, he couldn't see it.

There are many old people enjoying the coolness by the roadside at the entrance, shaking cattail fans, and Fu Sichen who is familiar will also say hello, "Grandpa, grandma."

Crisp sound.

Yu Shinan couldn't help but look sideways.

The old man replied with a smile.

If you don’t know anyone, you’ll ask, “From the Yu family? They say they’re getting married, it’s pretty.”

"It's not this, this girl is my younger sister, she's in school."

"It looks like a small, delicate and tender girl, maybe seventeen or eighteen."

"He's in college, he's in his twenties."

"Has the Yu family boy's future wife come here?"

"I've been here once or twice, and it's pretty good. This kid is looking for women."

"Why don't we just recruit women, I heard that the daughter-in-law is pregnant, so we should hurry up and get married."

While Fu Sichen greeted him, he filled his ears with fragmentary discussions. It seemed that many people knew about his getting married.

She couldn't get to his side, Yu Shinan simply stopped and waited for her.

Fu Sichen was in a daze, and someone bumped into him, "Hey..."

The leg tripped over one of his legs and the person fell forward.

Yu Shinan was carrying things in both hands and didn't care to grab her arm, so he had to stretch out his arms to stop her and hug her, "Don't you look at the road when you walk? Can you trip too?"

Fu Sichen grabbed the T-shirt on his chest with one hand, put his other hand on his arm, and was hugged vaguely by him.

He smelled of soap, cigarettes, and sweat, but it wasn't unpleasant, but rather intoxicating. It was a purely masculine smell.

On summer evenings, his body was like an oven, baking her face.

He was standing with the backlight, and he was covered by a shadow, so he couldn't see his face clearly at such a close distance.

But when he lowered his eyes, he could see her face, which was hot and red from the smoke.

But it looks good.

He had the urge to pinch her face.

Fortunately, with something in his hand, he will not

Fu Sichen stood firm, stepped back, and then let go of his hand.

Ding Jing came out with a basin of water and poured it into the vegetable garden. Looking at the girl who was following Yu Shinan at the end of the alley, she smiled, "Si Chen is here?"

"aunt."

Fu Sichen greeted with a smile, and walked quickly to Yu Shinan's front. Her long hair fluttered with her running pace. She also carried a small backpack and stuck it to her back.

She ran and jumped, very lively, Yu Shinan even thought, is she over twenty?
It's like a little girl coming home from school.

But he actually...

Yu Shinan suddenly looked away, his eyes darkened a little, and he didn't know who was annoyed.

Ding Jing looked at Fu Sichen with a smile, "It's fine if you come to play, and bring something. How many times have I told you. Auntie doesn't lack anything here."

She smiled and pointed to her small garden. In summer, there is plenty of rain, the climate is suitable, and the vegetables grow very well.

"I know you don't need it. It's my heart." Fu Sichen smiled and acted like a baby.

Ding Jing pulled her into the door, "I've packed all the dishes, and my aunt will cook for you tonight."

"Okay."

Fu Sichen was very supportive. She walked in, but didn't see Lin Yuanqing.

"Put the things in your Brother Nan's room first, and you can sleep there tonight, I don't bother to clean up the other rooms." Ding Jing pushed her, and then said to Yu Shinan, "Go and clean up your room."

Yu Shinan hummed, but asked, "Where do I live?"

Ding Jing looked back at him, a little strange, "Aren't you leaving tonight?"

"No." Yu Shinan replied.

Ding Jing didn't expect him to stay, "If you don't leave, then you can tidy up the room next to yours. Anyway, it's only one night, so make do with it."

Ding Jing didn't show any mercy, Yu Shinan usually came back here, and most of the other rooms were filled with sundries, making a mess.

As for men, there are not many things to do, Si Chen must take care of them.

They also want to stay?

Fu Sichen felt that his heart had been pricked, and his chest suddenly felt oppressed.

"Auntie, I've had dinner and I'll take a taxi back. I can't stay anymore." Fu Sichen refused.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that you have nothing to do this weekend and you want to live a pastoral life with me?" Ding Jing was surprised.

"No. It's rare that Brother Nan and Lin...sister-in-law come back." Fu Sichen smiled woodenly, "I won't disturb your conversation. And if the room is given to me, she will have objections."

Fu Sichen wanted to call Lin Yuanqing's name, but after all, he was in front of Aunt Yu, so it was not good to call him by his first name.

sister in law?

Yu Shinan looked at her, this name made him feel uncomfortable for no reason, she said she didn't call it, but did she call it again?
She thought that Lin Yuanqing was there, so she didn't want to live here.

Yu Shinan put the things she brought aside without explaining.

Until Ding Jing said, "You mean Lin Yuanqing? She didn't come?"

not coming?

Fu Sichen looked over at Yu Shinan, he...why didn't he speak clearly? !
Her heart was swinging back and forth like a roller coaster.

Suddenly feeling awkward, Fu Sichen blushed, "I thought Brother Nan came back with her to see you."

"They don't have your heart. Auntie really regrets that she doesn't have a daughter." Ding Jing smiled, "Go, put down your things, play for a while, and I'll cook."

Yu Shinan walked into the room, and Fu Sichen followed. The room was renovated from an old house, clean and tidy, and the furniture inside was very casual.

The man's room is rough everywhere, with a bed, a single sofa, a set of wardrobes, and a set of small desks, all of which are made of iron and painted black.A tire decoration hangs on the wall.

Hard, thick, clean lines.

Walking in is full of his breath.

Fu Sichen has been here many times and is no stranger to the layout inside, but she has never lived here.

There were his changed clothes in the room, which were thrown on the bed.

He wore decent clothes most of the time at the Silver Bay Hotel, and it was inconvenient to move around when he came back, so he changed into a T-shirt and sweatpants.

Thinking about leaving for a while, I didn't hang up.

Yu Shinan picked up the clothes and draped them in his arms, straightened the sheets, and the creases on the sheets disappeared without a trace, "You sleep here at night."

"Did you bring your clothes?" he asked.

"Bring it." She came to stay for one night, and she brought pajamas, underwear, and a dress.

Summer clothes are very thin and don't take up much space, a backpack can do it.

Yu Shinan walked out, his eyes swept over her legs, "Change to a pair of trousers, there are many mosquitoes."

Fu Sichen already knew that when he was standing and talking in the yard, two mosquitoes bit his legs.

itch.

She bent down to scratch, and scratched her white legs with finger marks, "I forgot that there are many mosquitoes in summer, so I didn't wear pants."

Yu Shinan stared at the marks on her legs, his Adam's apple rolled, he opened his eyes and went out.

Fu Sichen put down the bag, and she walked to the desk, where there was an ashtray with ash in it, and an unfinished mechanical model on the desk.

With just one glance, Fu Sichen could imagine him sitting on a chair with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and splicing these delicate small modules together in his hands.

His brows were calm, and he looked completely immersed in one thing, the shreds of tobacco curled up in the firelight, just like her curling up to the throbbing heart at this moment.

Rubbing his fingers along the edge of the table, Fu Sichen sat on the chair where he had sat, overlapping him.

Yu Shinan pushed the door open and came in.

Perhaps it was because he was full of guilty conscience, Fu Sichen hurriedly got up when he heard the door open.

The distance was too close, and her legs bumped against the lower edge of the table. She let out a scream from the pain, and sat down again.

The man lay on the table and pushed his model over.

It hurts too much, and the painful scalp is swollen.

Fu Sichen rested his head on the edge of the table and pressed his hands on his thighs, "It hurts, hurts..."

Yu Shinan, "..."

Speechless.

I couldn't help but want to laugh again.

He walked over, reached out and rubbed her head lying prone, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You came in suddenly..."

Tears welled up in her aching eyes.

Yu Shinan put the bottle in his hand on the desk, put his palm on the back of the chair and pushed her away, making her face him, "Bumped your leg?
Just for a while, the painful nerves from head to toe were pulled and tensed.

He bent down and pressed his palm on her leg, feeling as if she was frozen.

The man's broad hand fell on her thigh with heat, and Fu Sichen's whole body went numb, as if his palm had thorns, which were densely pierced into the flesh.

She couldn't move, she was so stiff that she hardly knew how to react.

Yu Shinan raised his eyes, "It still hurts?"

"Yeah, it doesn't hurt too much." Fu Sichen wanted to pull his legs back, but she was sitting on a chair, and there was only so much space.

The ultra-short hot pants she was wearing today hit the table without any clothes blocking her, and her white and tender legs hit it directly.

Yu Shinan rubbed her lightly, her legs were very white, showing two completely different shades from his bronze color.

He really has no other ideas, but this position

……

He looked up at Fu Sichen, and saw that she hastily avoided his sight, her flushed face could still be seen in the dimly lit room, and her eyes soaked with pain seemed to be full of tears at this moment. It was red like fireworks.

People can't help but want to swallow their saliva.

At this moment, Yu Shinan realized how inappropriate his actions were. The skin under his palm was delicate and the bones were slender. It seemed that he could break her with a little force.

He quickly let go of his hand, straightened up, and handed her the small bottle he put on the desk just now, "Mosquito repellent, spray on yourself."

The voice is hoarse, the tone after being exposed to the sun, dry, hoarse, and on fire.

He turned and went out, the door closing behind him.

The old-fashioned door has glass on the door frame, and it will not be tightly closed unless it is closed carefully.

Fu Sichen watched his back going out from the glass of the window and between the cracks in the door, opened the glass door of the front porch of the room, and entered the yard.

He took the basin, scooped water from the jar, cold water, buried his face in the basin, and washed roughly.

From Fu Sichen's perspective, he could only see his side face. Water droplets rolled down his cheeks and gathered on his chin, drop by drop.

Fu Sichen suddenly felt his mouth dry and wanted to swallow the drop of water.

The skin on the legs still retains the heat from his palms, and the rough scrub feels hot to the heart.

Fu Sichen covered her face with her hands, and her sad eyes were red. In the past, she felt that she could afford to love or not to love, and it would not be particularly difficult to let go.

But now I know that it is not that easy.

Fu Sichen grabbed his mosquito repellent and sprayed it on his body.

She went out and went into the kitchen, "Auntie, let me help you."

"I don't need your help. I can do it easily. It will be done in a while." Ding Jing got used to tidying up by herself and didn't need others' help. "Go out and eat some fruit. This year's figs are growing well. They are big and sweet. You Try it."

Fu Sichen was driven out by Ding Jing, Yu Shinan stood by the urn, turned on the tap, and filled it up.

Seeing her come out, she pointed to the saucer on the small coffee table in the yard, "Figs."

"Pick it for me?" Fu Sichen squinted and smiled, she liked this one quite a bit, so she picked one up, broke it open and bit directly.

Yu Shinan reminded her, "Peel off the skin, don't hurt your lips."

"know."

Speaking of someone who knows, there was a hiss after a while.

"what happened?"

"Is my lip bleeding?" Fu Sichen stared at the blood stains on the fig she had just bitten.

She's going to look in the mirror.

The man reached out and grabbed her hair, pulled her to his side, and made her look up.

Yu Shinan reached out and raised her chin, staring at her broken lower lip.

Her forehead twitched, and she reached out and threw away half of the fig she was still holding. "I told you to peel and eat it. I just picked it off. The white juice in the peel is very irritating. Where did your ears go?"

He scolded, looked at her broken and slightly swollen lower lip, and asked her, "Where does it hurt?"

"Tongue."

Fu Sichen's eyes were full of tears, and his little tongue stuck out a little.

The tip of the tongue is red.

Yu Shinan stared at it, his whole body was on fire, burning hot.

Hotter than this dreary day.

He lightly touched her lower lip with his fingertips, "It deserves it. I hurt my tongue. Let's see how you eat later."