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Zhou Yuan originally planned to rest for a few more days to recuperate, but recently Wenhua City plans to hold a national cultural festival in Jiangtan, and the city government will invite a company to be responsible for the live broadcast of the cultural festival. After hearing the news, he and Xu Xing immediately decided to arrest Live this rare opportunity.

The pre-bidding preparations were very cumbersome. Xu Xing was in charge of relationship management, Zhou Yuan was in charge of bidding planning, and worked overtime at the company until [-] o'clock every day before returning home, which was later than Zhong Fuchu got off work.

That day Zhou Yu'an left the company after ten o'clock in the evening, bid farewell to a group of exhausted employees, and planned to hail a taxi to go back, but suddenly a car that was so familiar stopped in front of him.

"Fu Chu!" Zhou Yu'an felt that the exhaustion of the day was gone, and happily sat in the passenger seat, and asked with bright eyes, "Did you wait for a long time?"

Zhong Fuchu threw a bag of chocolates to Zhou Yu'an and said, "Fortunately, I just got off work."

Zhou Yu'an was indeed a bit hungry, and while eating chocolate, he said, "The bidding will be held in the morning the day after tomorrow, and I will be free in the afternoon. Are you going to work the day after tomorrow?"

"I just have a rest the day after tomorrow, so I can pick you up." Zhong Fuchu said.

"Okay! Then we can go out to play in the afternoon, where should we go?" Zhou Yuan broke off a piece of chocolate and fed it to Zhong Fuchu. The two of them are so busy these days that they can only be together at night when they sleep. He has long wanted to be with Zhong Fuchu. Fu Chu went out on a date together.

Zhong Fuchu ate the chocolate and said, "Grandpa called yesterday to ask me when I will take you back. Do you want to go and see him?"

Zhou Yu'an didn't expect that Zhong Muyuan would miss him, so he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I miss grandpa too!" He turned his head and thought for a while, then whispered, "If grandpa knows about our relationship, will he be angry? ?”

After all, Zhong Muyuan is an old man, and his thinking may be relatively conservative. Can he accept that the child he raised has a same-sex couple?Zhou Yu'an couldn't help feeling worried.

But Zhong Fuchu said slowly: "People who grew up in Wanzhong's home, no matter how far they go, if they have a lover, they will definitely take their lover back to see grandpa." He paused, looked at Zhou Yu'an With a glance, a smile appeared in his eyes, "Why do you think Grandpa asked you to go back to see him?"

Zhou Yu'an was stunned, only then did he realize that Zhong Fuchu had told Zhong Muyuan, his ears were a little hot, he lowered his head and squeezed the chocolate bag and smiled quietly, knowingly asked: "Why?"

"Because you are my love."

Zhong Fuchu answered very calmly, but Zhou Yu'an seemed to have heard the most touching love poem in the world. The neon lights overflowed the bright streets like colorful wine, making people dazzled.

"Because I am your lover, Zhou Yu'an is Zhong Fuchu's lover!"

Zhou Yu'an couldn't hide the sweetness and joy in his heart, if it wasn't for Zhong Fuchu who was driving, he would have swooped over to kiss his lover, he could only say this excitedly on the seat, his eyes were full of stars Hui.

Zhong Fuchu glanced at the happy and agitated people beside him, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

He is not only his lover, but also his relatives.

They had the closest bond in the world, one that could never be severed, even if he didn't know it.

The night before the bidding meeting, Zhou Yu'an couldn't fall asleep in bed. He felt double nervous, one was the bidding meeting, and the other was going to see Zhong Muyuan.

Zhong Fuchu could feel the uneasiness of the person in his arms, kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Only by resting can you perform well."

"But I can't sleep." Zhou Yu'an frowned and muttered, "Why don't you tell me a bedtime story?"

Zhong Fuchu had never told anyone a story, and he couldn't extract any moving plot from his own life, so he asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"Tell me about your childhood? Is there anything interesting?" Zhou Yu'an asked with his eyes closed. He has always been curious about Zhong Fuchu's past.

Zhong Fuchu was silent, he had no way to talk about this past, because the only colors left in his childhood were all attached to one person, and this person was in his arms now.

Zhou Yu'an thought Zhong Fuchu didn't want to mention it, so he changed his mind and said, "Why don't you study? I just want to hear your voice."

"Okay." Zhong Fuchu reached out and took the medical book on the bedside table, opened a page at random and began to read.

Zhou Yu'an was like listening to a book from heaven, he couldn't understand what Zhong Fuchu was reading at all, he started yawning after listening to it, and then gradually fell asleep.

Zhong Fuchu put down his book, and hugged Zhou Yu'an into his arms, his open eyes were not sleepy.

The next morning, after Zhou Yuan was woken up by the third alarm clock, she snorted in pain and threw her phone at the end of the bed.

Zhong Fuchu got up early, looked at the time, went to the bedroom and pulled Zhou Yuan up from the bed, urging: "I'm going to be late."

Zhou Yu'an fell on Zhong Fuchu's body as if he had no bones, and said with a sad face, "I'm so sleepy, I slept too late last night."

If he was going to work normally, Zhong Fuchu would simply let Zhou Yuan go to sleep late, but today is important after all, he directly picked Zhou Yuan up from the bed, carried him all the way to the bathroom, and put him on the wide sink.

Zhou Yu'an sat in a daze for a while before waking up, took the toothbrush filled with toothpaste from Zhong Fuchu's hand, jumped off the sink and started brushing his teeth.

After tossing and tossing, Zhong Fuchu drove Zhou Yu'an to the city hall, drove to the door and said: "Call me when it's over, I'll come pick you up, and then go to Grandpa's place."

"Okay!" Zhou Yu'an unbuckled his seat belt, rushed over and kissed Zhong Fuchu on the face, "Wait for my good news!"

Zhong Fuchu watched Zhou Yu'an get out of the car, entered the building with Xu Xing who had just arrived, and then drove back.

He read a book at home, and when it was almost eleven o'clock, Zhou Yu'an sent him a message saying that it was about to end, so he went out and drove to the city hall, but halfway received a call from Wanzhong's home.

"Brother Fuchu! A strange aunt came to the house and said she wanted to find you!" The caller was Zhong Yanqi, who was only 14 years old and was at home during the school holiday today.

Zhong Fuchu frowned, having a bad premonition in his heart, and asked: "What's going on?"

Zhong Yanqi said anxiously: "The aunt came in and said she was looking for someone. Grandpa thought he was looking for the child, so he showed her some photos he took before. She looked... like crazy, and then stayed here Don’t go, grandpa told you to go back and have a look.”

Zhong Fuchu firmly gripped the steering wheel, and said in a deep voice, "I'll be right over."

He turned the car around and galloped towards Wanzhong's home, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

That woman is definitely Ming Yan, she must have known his true identity, if in the past he would have dismissed it at all, but now, apart from disgust, hatred and disgust, there is also a trace of fear in his heart.

This trace of fear suddenly escalated when he received Zhou Yu'an's call. He stopped the car on the side of the road and rubbed his brows before answering.

"Fuchu, we're done, where are you?" Zhou Yu'an's voice was filled with pure excitement, and the result of the bidding meeting was estimated to be good.

Zhong Fuchu breathed a sigh of relief at that moment, but his throat was still tight, as if blocked by a handful of coarse sand: "I have something urgent to deal with, can you go back by yourself first?"

Zhou Yu'an didn't have the slightest doubt, and his tone was still slightly raised: "Okay, no problem. By the way, do you need me to buy some gifts for grandpa? After all, this is the first time I officially meet your parents." When he spoke later, his tone It is light and soft, and the sweetness makes people feel bitter.

Zhong Fuchu clenched his phone tightly, paused and said: "No need, grandpa has something to go out today, let's see him later."

"Ah? That's it." Zhou Yu'an regretted, "It seems that I can only wait for the next vacation to see my grandfather. Then I won't go out in the afternoon, so I'll catch up on sleep at home. I'm exhausted today."

Zhong Fuchu was silent for a while, then said, "Stay at home obediently, when I come back, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to go home." Zhou Yu'an didn't ask him what happened.

Zhong Fuchu looked at the call interface that had ended, and felt that he was standing on the edge of a cliff, besieged on all sides.

For the first time, he felt anxious and uncertain about the future. In the past, he never had any expectations for the future, but since he got together with Zhou Yu'an, he couldn't help but start thinking about the upcoming life.

But all this has become precarious from today.

Some things are almost impossible to hide. He can ignore ethics, ignore everyone's eyes and condemnation, and even ignore the hatred he has carried for 20 years, but he is not sure whether Zhou Yu'an can bear these.

He is a person who has lived in the sun since he was a child. He should be carefree all his life. Can he accept that he suddenly has an extra brother, and is he still in love with his brother?

And he knew the truth, but still continued to be with him, would he hate himself?

These sharp questions stuck in Zhong Fuchu's chest, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Wanzhong's home is in the suburbs, and it takes nearly an hour to drive there. When Zhong Fu first arrived, he saw a red sports car parked outside the yard, which was obviously Mingyan's car.

He opened the courtyard door and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on a rattan chair in the middle of the courtyard, with many photos scattered on the ground.

The woman trembled when she heard the movement, and raised her head to look at him in a panic. At that moment, her face showed fear, as if she saw some monster.

Zhong Muyuan came over with a cane, and sighed, "That lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhong Fuchu asked Zhong Yanqi to help Zhong Muyuan back to the room to rest, and then walked towards Mingyan step by step, some things must be settled.

Ming Yan stood up from the rattan chair, holding a photo in her hand, watching the tall man approaching her step by step, she subconsciously took a step back.

The man stopped five steps away from him, as if he would get his shoes dirty if he took a step closer.

She stared hard at the man in front of her, and then looked at the photo in her hand. Zhong Muyuan said that the photo was taken by Zhong Fuchu when he first arrived at Wanzhong's home. evidence of fact.

Twenty years have passed, the face that disgusted her has long been blurred, but at this moment it suddenly became clear, gradually overlapping with the person in front of her, causing her to suddenly feel fear, and said sharply:

"Impossible! You can't be him!" She threw away the photo like she was burning her hands, as if denying it so much that the obvious truth would be subverted.

Zhong Fuchu looked at the woman in front of him, as if looking at a lunatic, he didn't even hesitate to give it away, he sneered, and asked: "Who is he?" But he saw Mingyan just shook her head blindly.

He took a step closer, and saw the woman he hated back in a hurry, crushing her last luck cruelly, "You forgot? His name is Ming Ye, isn't it?"

There was no room for change, the moment Ming Yan heard the name, her face was completely distorted, she hurriedly stepped back, her high heels hit the ground heavily, but fell to the ground.

Zhong Fuchu frowned in disgust, showing no sympathy for the woman paralyzed on the ground.

Mingyan was dazed for a while, then suddenly took a few steps towards Zhong Fuchu on the ground, she knelt on the ground in panic, her messy tears ruined her delicate makeup, like the humblest beggar.

"Ming Ye, I was wrong, I have been repenting!" She panicked and took out an amulet from the bag on the ground beside her, "Look, I often go to Buddhist temples and pray for your safety! Ming Ye...you forgive me Is mom okay?"

The amulet fell from the trembling palm and rolled to Zhong Fuchu's feet, and he stepped on it mercilessly.

How much he had longed to call the woman in front of him "Mom", the only time in his life he had never been treated kindly, but now this woman prostrated herself in front of him, pretending to be a mother, begging for forgiveness on her knees.

How ridiculous, how absurd.

"What are you pretending?" Zhong Fuchu only felt extremely ironic, and his voice was extremely cold, "Repent? Forgive? How do you have the face to say it?"

Ming Yan's face was bluish and red, she still knelt on the ground, gritted her teeth and continued to beg: "What do you want? I can give you compensation! How much money is fine!"

"What do I want? All I want is your son." Zhong Fuchu took a step closer, with undisguised sarcasm in his eyes, "But what right do you have to give him to me? He is mine in the first place."

Ming Yan looked at him in disbelief, and couldn't hide her resentment anymore, she said sharply: "Ming Ye, I know you hate me and want to take revenge on me! Then come at me and let my son go, okay?! He Innocent, he never hurt you!"

"Do you think I'm with him to get revenge on you?" Zhong Fuchu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he even chuckled, "You deserve it too?"

"You intentionally approached him and tricked him just to get revenge on me!" Ming Yan got up from the ground, without the remorse she pretended before, and said hysterically:

"My son almost broke with me because you became gay! Don't you feel very happy?! Feel revenge?! I tell you, you will not succeed! He is my son, he will not Deny me!"

Zhong Fuchu looked at this crazy woman with cold eyes, only felt deeply disgusted, he pointed at the courtyard door, and said coldly: "Get out." He didn't want to do anything to the woman, unless Ming Yan wanted to continue going crazy.

But Ming Yan started to laugh, and the laughter got out of control and became rampant, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell him?! You clearly know about your relationship, you know that you are incest! You still tricked him, do you think he will hate you when he knows?! "

These words hit Zhong Fuchu's sore spot, hatred welled up in his eyes, his hands were clenched fiercely, and his veins stood out.

"You might as well worry. Will he hate you if he knows you have such a vicious mother?"

Mingyan's face turned pale for a moment, but she started laughing again. She smiled and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. When she got outside, she turned her head and said, "It's late, do you remember your Aunt Zhang? She has already gone I'm looking for my son."

Mingyan triumphantly looked at the man whose face changed instantly, and then she was pushed away violently, bumped into the door frame, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

She watched Zhong Fuchu drive away at a high speed, and after laughing for a while, she began to cry bitterly again covering her face.

While driving, Zhong Fuchu was distracted and called Zhou Yu'an, but he couldn't get through.

His heart was being pulled hard, he no longer had the time to think about why Aunt Zhang appeared, Ming Yan's words echoed in his mind over and over again.

"Do you think he hates you?"

Is he afraid?

He is indeed afraid.He was afraid that Zhou Yu'an would not accept their relationship, that Zhou Yu'an would resent his concealment, and even more afraid that Zhou Yu'an would leave him.

But there was some dark rejoicing in his heart, he also wanted Zhou Yu'an to know that he was his elder brother, and wanted Zhou Yu'an to remember their past, even though it wasn't good for Zhou Yu'an.

It took him just over 40 minutes to get back home after nearly an hour's journey, but when he stood in front of the house, he was a little afraid to open the door, for he was afraid of seeing the results he didn't want to see.

Zhong Fuchu turned the key stiffly, and slowly opened the door.

The Pikachu slippers at the entrance were placed in a mess, the pair of sneakers that Zhou Yuan wore out in the morning were not there, and there were broken teacups and water stains on the floor of the living room. It is conceivable that there was chaos here not long ago.

Not in the bedroom, not in the study, bathroom, balcony, kitchen... He didn't give up, and searched every corner several times like crazy.

But no, no, no.

Standing in the empty bedroom, Zhong Fuchu felt that something had collapsed. Everything in the room was the same as yesterday, but he felt that it was empty, just like his heart.

His brother, his lover, ran away anyway.

Zhong Fuchu sat on the bed sluggishly, stroking the sheets unconsciously with his fingers, but suddenly heard a slight sound from the closet, as if someone was crying.

He stood up almost immediately, but it was only a few steps away, but he walked extremely hard, and it took a lot of strength to raise his hand and open the cabinet door.

In the cabinet, there was a person curled up, his pale face was full of tears, the moment he saw him, the tears flowed out even more violently, and he threw himself into his arms.

"elder brother!"