Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

With the sound of "Yang Jue", Fang Wuqiu reacted belatedly, the familiar voice was clearly Yang Jue's.He pushed Chu Qian's shoulder, sat up slowly, and faced Chu Qian face to face, wanting to listen to the voice on the phone.

Chu Qian didn't hide anything from him, and directly said to the other end of the phone: "Yang Jue, I did everything."

"Why...why? Brother Chu, me, why did you treat me like this?!" On the phone, Yang Jue seemed to have been hit hard, his voice was weak, even trembling.After Fang Wuqiu heard this sentence, he also frowned, with a puzzled look on his face.

Chu Qian smiled consolingly at him, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes: "Yang Jue, I've come to this point. I've found out everything you've done."

"How do you know!" Yang Jue was stunned, and tremblingly said: "I didn't do it, I didn't do anything."

The high-pitched voice was very unpleasant, and Chu Qian hung up the phone with a displeased expression.

He took a deep breath, originally he didn't want Fang Wuqiu to know about this, but now it seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore, he put his phone on the coffee table, hugged Fang Wuqiu and continued to kiss.

"What's the matter?" The wet lips kept sliding on his neck. Fang Wuqiu raised his head, feeling the strong kiss from the other party, and gasped, "Yang Jue? Did he do something?"

Fang Wuqiu's eyes were irritated and filled with water, and the wet eye sockets were rubbed in confusion. Chu Qian stopped biting the side of his neck, moved up slowly, indulged in Fang Wuqiu's eyes, kissed his face, and said : "He bought a malicious draft, I found out, Qiu'er, don't worry, I won't let you be bullied again."

"Drafting..." Fang Wuqiu panted slightly, perhaps because he was disturbed by Chu Qian's kiss, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think about what Yang Jue did to him.

As for the draft of the marketing account that caused a storm on Weibo, he forgot it for a while.

Shaking his head, Fang Wuqiu didn't think about it any more. Since Chu Qian made a clear investigation, he was naturally very grateful. He wrapped his arms around Chu Qian's neck and put his lips forward, "Thank you."

Chu Qian didn't answer, but grabbed him and kissed him hard.

The shortness of breath and the seductive kiss messed up Fang Wuqiu's mind.

His eyes were confused, and after feeling the staggered breathing of the two, he hummed in a low voice, tilted his head back, and suddenly scratched Chu Qian's neck.

Chu Qian didn't care, and continued to press him on the sofa, pouring hot kisses on every part of his face.

"What did you do to Yang Jue?" He opened his hazy eyes when his breathing calmed down and asked.

"Snow storage."

Fang Wuqiu froze suddenly.

Chu Qian breathed gently, looked deeply into Fang Wuqiu's eyes, and asked softly, "Do you think I'm going too far?"

When he made this decision, he thought that if Qiu'er knew, she might soften her heart and let him let Yang Jue go.But Chu Qian was unwilling. Since Yang Jue dared to attack Wuqiu, he was ready to ruin his future.

He has no regrets about his decision.

However, seeing Fang Wuqiu's stunned expression now, I feel a little guilty.

Just when Chu Qian was thinking about it, Fang Wuqiu suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "You just make the decision." After all, Yang Jue is now a member of WARM, and he is not qualified to say that he is too much, let alone Chu. Qian was also angry for him.

Hearing Fang Wuqiu's answer, Chu Qian leaned forward and bit his lip in satisfaction, and said without thinking, "Qiu'er, I won't let others bully you, not at all."

"I know." Fang Wuqiu smiled gently, and obediently let him do whatever he wanted on him.

Breathe slowly and quickly.

The living room was filled with the deep and shallow panting of the two people, and the cover on the sofa was scratched and scattered on the floor in a mess.

Fang Wuqiu hugged Chu Qian's hairy head, leaned his neck up, felt Chu Qian's warm lips nibbling on his collarbone, the sticky touch made his throat dry, and he unconsciously let out an unbearable moan.

Chu Qian was tempted by his voice to make the devil want to come out, so he exerted more strength, pressed down on him forcefully and kept kissing him deeply.

"Knock knock...!"

A slight knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting the stickiness between the two on the sofa.

Fang Wuqiu was startled, and then suddenly realized.

He pushed Chu Qian away and got up abruptly, breathing messily and said: "It's the grandpa next door, I almost forgot, he said he would come over at night, you sit here first, I'll open the door."

The broken hair on his forehead was wet with fine sweat, and it was wet against his skin. Fang Wuqiu's cheeks were also covered with blushes. The more Chu Qian looked at it, the more he liked it.

Seeing him about to get up at this moment, his expression hurt: "I only kissed for a few minutes..."

How many minutes?It's been almost half an hour, and his lips are almost flushed.

Fang Wuqiu lowered his eyes helplessly, he might have done some weird things again, so he quickly comforted him: "Enough, enough."

As he spoke, he stood up and straightened the sofa cover and clothes.

Chu Qian looked at the strawberries on his neck, without reminding him, but also touched the red marks on his neck where his fingers scratched, and his brows and eyes flashed a hint of satisfaction.

……

When Fang Wuqiu came back from the troupe this morning, he happened to meet Grandpa Chu next door.

Grandpa Chu said that his grandson had given him some specialties from the neighboring city a few days ago, and he would bring some to him at night. Fang Wuqiu couldn't refuse after many times, and agreed, saying that he would go and get them at night.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Chu said that he would come to chat with him about opera-related matters at night, and said that he would come by himself.

Fang Wuqiu repeatedly said yes.

It is estimated that Grandpa Chu is here now.

He actually forgot that Grandpa Chu was coming, and he was doing those things with Chu Qian just now... Really, he was going to blush just thinking about it.Fang Wuqiu rubbed his face in embarrassment, and hurried over to open the door.

Standing outside the door was indeed Grandpa Chu, carrying two large packages of special products, with a rosy face and a hale and hearty spirit. He was probably in a good mood because he was thinking about discussing opera together later.

"Grandfather Chu." Fang Wuqiu was about to welcome him in.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chu's expression paused, his eyes swept over his neck, and a trace of embarrassment immediately flashed across his face.

Fang Wuqiu didn't know that Chu Qian had planted a lot of bright strawberries on his collarbone and the side of his neck. After seeing Mr. Chu's expression, he only raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"No, it's nothing." Grandpa Chu is also embarrassing. Seeing this on the junior, it's not easy to remind him, so he has to bite the bullet and go in.

Fortunately, he still had the special products from his grandson in his hand, so he quickly changed the subject, and handed them to him as soon as he entered the house after changing his shoes, laughing loudly: "These are all from my grandson, I heard they are from the city next door Special products, the old man is not used to these, Xiaoqiu, cook and eat."

"Thank you, grandpa." Fang Wuqiu took his things politely.

Mr. Chu walked into the living room, smiled kindly, and talked about his grandson with him: "My child has been working outside all year round, and he is also homeless—"

While chatting, the voice stopped abruptly.

"Grandpa...?" Fang Wuqiu blinked.

He saw that old man Chu's eyes widened suddenly for some reason, and he was still standing there without moving. He approached suspiciously, and asked softly, "Grandpa Chu, what's wrong?"

Mr. Chu didn't answer, but just stared at Chu Qian who was peeling fruits for the guests on the sofa, his neck suddenly stiffened, and his face turned red with anger.

Fang Wuqiu's heart tightened, seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly put down the special product, stroked the old man's back, and calmed him down.

At this moment, Chu Qian raised his head when he heard the movement of the two people at the entrance, and finally met his grandfather face to face.

With this glance, old master Chu's mind, which was still in doubt, suddenly settled down.

He didn't expect that it was really Chu Qian. Thinking about what he saw just now, he stared at his red-scarred neck and beside him. , you, you...!"

At this moment, Chu Qian was taken aback for a moment, and stood up abruptly: "Grandpa."

In this way, the traces on the neck became more and more clear.

Not only these, but also the slightly messy sofa and the ambiguous atmosphere in the air made Mr. Chu tremble all over.

He almost didn't need to think about it, and he could discover some unspeakable relationship between the two.

Old Master Chu stared, and walked quickly to Chu Qian, looking at him from top to bottom, especially his neck covered with red marks.

Unlike Fang Wuqiu, Chu Qian clearly knew that there was something ambiguous on his neck, and his expression changed all of a sudden.

"Bastard!" Old Master Chu glared at him.

The living room fell silent.

When Chu Qian yelled "Grandpa", Fang Wuqiu, who was still standing at the entrance, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and his heart couldn't stop beating.He also saw the red marks on Chu Qian's body that were scratched by his fingers, and when he thought of the strange eyes that Grandpa Chu had on his collarbone when he just entered the door, he was instantly infatuated.

He swallowed, his eyes widened in astonishment, he never thought that Grandpa Chu was Chu Qian's family.

But at this time, Mr. Chu's "bastard" made Fang Wuqiu panic as if he had been exhausted by a landslide, and his lips turned white.

"You, what's the relationship between you two?!" Mr. Chu asked.

Fang Wuqiu stood at the porch, listening to Grandpa Chu's collapse, he didn't even dare to go forward.

Chu Qian took a deep look at Fang Wuqiu, and understood that nothing can be worth it now. Grandpa is smart, and it is impossible not to see their relationship.He licked his lips and said firmly: "Grandpa, I like Fang Wuqiu, I love him, and I want to marry him, this is our relationship."

There was no trace of guilt in the voice.

Old Master Chu's complexion changed, he couldn't believe it, he was angry when he heard it, he stepped forward, and slapped him angrily: "Chu Qian, you bastard!"

Chu Qian didn't block, and took Grandpa's slap abruptly.

Fang Wuqiu, who was still standing in the porch, had a surprised expression and was shocked. When he saw Chu Qian being beaten, his mind buzzed. He had almost no time to think, and rushed up to check the wound on Chu Qian's face.

He stood on tiptoe and lightly touched the red mark under the heavy slap, his lips were trembling.

"It's okay." Chu Qian whispered in his ear, "It doesn't hurt. Qiu'er, get out of the way first."

Fang Wuqiu's eyes were red, he breathed hard, and shook his head vigorously.

Then he stood in front of Chu Qian, faced Mr. Chu, pursed his lips, and said, "Grandpa Chu, please listen to me carefully, can you? Chu Qian and I, we are—"

When facing Fang Wuqiu, Mr. Chu was worried about being an outsider, and his mood calmed down a little bit, but his voice was still very broken, and he scolded him: "What else can I listen to? Listen to how you know each other, how you like it, how you agreed to get married Is it?!"

The more he spoke, the louder the voice, Mr. Chu asked: "Xiaoqiu, I pity your talent and praise your aura. I hope you can make a fortune in the opera world. I hope your Tanyang opera can be known to everyone. I am willing to help you, but not for you and my grandson to do this kind of thing!"

Mr. Chu played in elementary school, asked himself to be open-minded, has seen many things, and experienced countless strange things.But homosexual love is okay for outsiders, but he absolutely cannot agree to it in his own home.Especially, after that incident... After Mr. Chu thought about it for a few seconds, his breath became short of breath, and his expression became more and more ugly.

Chu Qian was the only child of his Chu family, and he would absolutely not allow this to happen again.

"Chu Qian, Chu Qian!" He didn't want to hurt his relationship with Xiao Qiu, and he didn't want to bring this kind of matter to outsiders.Old Master Chu tried his best to control the anger that filled his body, and angrily said: "Go back, Chu Qian, get the hell out of here now!"

"Grandpa." Chu Qian shook his head: "You know, I never back down emotionally."

"So, you must be with him?" Old Master Chu's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled with anger.

Seeing this, Fang Wuqiu was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear it, so he hurriedly told Chu Qian to stop talking.

"You let him talk!" Elder Chu also didn't believe in evil, his eyes widened with anger.

There was tension in the air.

Fang Wuqiu caressed Chu Qian's chest and persuaded in a low voice: "Brother Chu, don't talk anymore, don't talk anymore."

Chu Qian was also furious at his grandfather's stern rejection, and couldn't control anything, so he said directly: "Grandpa, Fang Wuqiu is the only person I like in my life. Apart from marrying him, I can't imagine that my future marriage will be like this. How is it? As early as when I fell in love with him, I knew that you would not agree, but I did not give up, Grandpa, I hope you can let go of your grudges. "

After all, he was only a 22-year-old man, and when he was frivolous, he didn't talk much, and in front of his grandfather, he threw all his thoughts clearly.

Every word is a confession from Fang Wuqiu.

"So, you want to be with him no matter what, even get married?" Mr. Chu looked fiercely, stepped forward and pushed Fang Wuqiu away, and slapped Chu Qian hard again.

Chu Qian was stunned by the beating, but said with a firm voice, "Yes."

The red marks on his face were too obvious, Chu Qian stared at Grandpa with wide eyes, without any flinching or timidity.

When Fang Wuqiu saw this scene, his heart was so painful that it was about to break. His heart beat violently a few times. He held back the tears in his eyes, and stood in front of Chu Qian without hesitation, and took a slap from Grandpa Chu.

Grandpa Chu's eyes darkened, and he passed out on the sofa in anger.

……

In a dark bedroom, only a small lamp is lit by the bedside.

The lamp was bought by Chu Qian, and the dim light was full of endless ambiguity. When he bought it, Chu Qian said that the lamp was on, which was especially suitable for him to talk flirtatiously at night.

Fang Wuqiu glared at him, but still accepted the little lamp.

But now, with the lights turned on, there is nothing but aimless emptiness and mist in the room.

Fang Wuqiu sat alone in the room with a mobile phone in front of him, obediently waiting for Chu Qian to call.

Just now the old man fainted from anger, Chu Qian and he hurriedly sent his grandfather to the hospital, watched his grandfather enter the consulting room, Fang Wuqiu came back, he was afraid that Grandpa Chu would wake up and see him, and he would be even more angry.

It was agreed that when grandpa came out, Chu Qian would call himself to report his safety, but he has not received it until now.

Fang Wuqiu was restless, sitting alone on the bed, feeling pain in his heart.

The situation in the living room was still reflected in his mind, the slap from Grandpa Chu was still hot and painful, Fang Wuqiu lightly touched his cheek, his heart ached so he didn't know what to say.

No matter what era, there are homosexual loves, he knows this, but he never thought that he would fall in love with a man.If this were to be placed in the Yu Dynasty, in their not-so-prosperous Tanyang Town, they would definitely be taken to soak the pig cages.

He thought this place was open enough, but unexpectedly, Chu Qian's grandfather became the biggest obstacle in this relationship.

He couldn't ignore Grandpa Chu's feelings, just like now, he couldn't deny that he actually liked Chu Qian.

Now it is no longer important to care about whether it is liking or love, whether it is the liking of lights and candles, or the love that is as bright as the Milky Way.

He just thought at the moment, if Grandpa Chu would agree to be with Chu Qian, it would be great.

"Beep beep..."

The phone finally rang, and Fang Wuqiu quickly shook off the wild thoughts in his head, and hurriedly answered.

"Chu Qian, Chu Qian..." His heart was in his throat, and now that he heard Chu Qian's call, he didn't have time to think, so he said anxiously, "Chu Qian, how is grandpa? "

The person on the other end of the phone didn't move.

Fang Wuqiu moved the phone screen to his eyes suspiciously, it was indeed Chu Qian's phone number.

His heart tightened, and he shouted urgently: "Chu Qian, Chu Qian, are you there? Chu Qian?"

There was no answer, and some terrifying thoughts unconsciously appeared in his mind. Fang Wuqiu's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips were trembling: "Chu Qian, you... are you talking, Chu Qian?"

The air froze for two seconds, and finally there was a voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm not Chu Qian."

Familiar with the old voice.

It was as if he was Grandpa Chu whom he had just met.

Fang Wuqiu was refreshed, sat up straight quickly, and asked nervously, "Grandpa Chu, how are you? Are you in good health?"

"I'm fine." Grandpa Chu's voice was very calm at this time, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

Even so, Fang Wuqiu still didn't dare to slack off, his heart rose to his throat, his expression became more and more flustered, and he didn't know what to say.He took a deep breath, trying not to look so timid.

He said guiltily, "Grandpa Chu, I'm sorry."

Mr. Chu was in the old house at the moment. He was sitting on the first floor. Hearing this, he looked up at the closed door on the second floor. His face was getting darker and darker. He beckoned the housekeeper to contact Chu Qian's parents. Then he asked Fang Wuqiu in a calm voice. : "I'm sorry? You mean, are you willing to break up with Chu Qian?"

"No." Fang Wuqiu shook his head, and suddenly turned on the light in the bedroom.

The bright light made the corners of his red eyes no longer have a chance to hide.

Fang Wuqiu resisted the collapsed expression, pursed his lips, and said with red eyes: "Grandpa Chu, I am sincere to Chu Qian, and I hope you can help us."

The helpless butler came down from the second floor and shook his head at Mr. Chu. Grandpa Chu's expression became more and more ugly, and he said, "I know your sincerity, and I also know his sincerity. Of course, sincerity can be eaten or treated Dreams, but they must not be used in this relationship. Xiaoqiu, I sincerely advise you that it is impossible for Chu Qian to marry the same sex. You should understand as soon as possible, let yourself go, and Chu Qian too."

"Why?" Fang Wuqiu asked softly with a dazed expression.

Mr. Chu said: "Let's meet tomorrow, and I'll tell you."

Fang Wuqiu swallowed twice, quickly agreed, and finally couldn't help asking: "Grandpa Chu, what about Chu Qian, how is Chu Qian?"

"He." The old man glanced sideways at the second floor, his face darkened: "He will be fine, don't worry." After finishing speaking, he decisively hung up the phone.

Fang Wuqiu listened to the beeping sound in the mobile phone, and sat on the bed as if exhausted.

I have no strength left.

The old house of the Chu family.

After Mr. Chu came out of the hospital, he took Chu Qian to the old villa with half threats and half persuasion. Then when Chu Qian just returned home, his communication method was confiscated, and he was forced to take him to the room and locked him up by the housekeeper.

"Old man, young master...what's wrong with him?" The butler rarely saw Chu's grandfather and grandson like this, so he asked curiously.

Mr. Chu then told about him and Fang Wuqiu.

Knowing the whole story, the expression of the butler who has been in the Chu family all year round changed, and he nodded slowly: "Young master is really wronged."

"Wronged!?" Mr. Chu blew his beard and stared: "If you don't wrong him now, in the long run, he will be the one who will be sad. Old Zhou, you take a good look at Chu Qian. Except for delivering meals, you are not allowed to go to his room or let him out, especially It is a communication device, and it must not be given to him."

Lao Zhou is just the housekeeper, and he has always been reluctant to intervene in the affairs of the relatives of the Chu family.

I just thought that when Chu Qian was forced into the room when he first came back, it was the first time he saw the young master in high spirits, and he collapsed like this.Lao Zhou sighed, thinking that the Chu family was a single seedling, and indeed the young master couldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

Mr. Chu hung up Fang Wuqiu's phone and went upstairs.

He stood at the door, thumping the ground with his crutches. As expected, the people inside soon heard the voice, ran to the door and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, please let me out, and there is a mobile phone, give me the mobile phone, grandpa, Please!"

"Tell me now that you will never meet Fang Wuqiu again..." Grandpa Chu sighed, and said again: "Forget it, it's fine to meet, as long as you don't stay with him, I'll let you out."

"Okay, okay, I promise you." Chu Qian replied impatiently.

Grandpa Chu raised his eyebrows, how could he not know Chu Qian's routine, and said directly: "Then tell Fang Wuqiu now that you don't like him and want to break up with him."

Sure enough, the room was quiet.

Grandpa Chu snorted heavily, and said angrily: "You insist, and I won't force you, so just stay inside. I've already asked Lao Zhou to notify your parents, and they will come back in a few days. You can agree to it when the time comes." , don’t agree, it’s up to you to decide.”

After finishing speaking, he walked away with a cane.

Chu Qian knocked on the door: "Grandpa, grandpa?!"

No one answered.

Chu Qian knelt on the ground and slammed the floor hard.

Late at night, the moon and stars are rare.

Chu Qian put his hands on the back of his head, lay flat on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.

What kind of scene was it when you first met Fang Wuqiu?

In a supermarket with few people, he held a box cover and handed things to the girl with a sincere face.

"Pfft." Chu Qian laughed after thinking about it. The arc of the corner of his mouth was as beautiful as the moon in the sky, and the light of stars was shining in his eyes. Now his mind is full of Fang Wuqiu's expression at that time. I don't know the set, and I was almost beaten by the girl's boyfriend.

To be honest, he can't remember what kind of thoughts he had when he approached him.

Maybe it's because of his beauty, his stupidity, and his ignorance when he was beaten up, like the innocence of a newborn baby.

Later, after not seeing the boy for several days, he actually missed him a little.

Fortunately, he often met in the future, so he made up his mind to hold the boy in his arms and love and pamper him endlessly.

After thinking about it, Chu Qian laughed out loud, fixed his eyes on the ceiling, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Fang Wuqiu went to see Grandpa Chu at the appointment.

The place where Grandpa Chu asked him to go was a teahouse near the college.

Fang Wuqiu came early, and when he went in, he saw that Grandpa Chu had come even earlier, he was embarrassed immediately, and hurried into the box: "Grandpa Chu, I'm here."

Seeing him coming, Mr. Chu was subconsciously overjoyed, but when he thought of something, he straightened his face, tapped on the table with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down."

"Okay." Fang Wuqiu sat down, and Grandpa Chu asked the waiter to pour a cup of tea.

The two sat facing each other.

None spoke.

Fang Wuqiu took a sip of tea and asked, "Grandpa Chu, what do you want to tell me about coming to me today?"

Old Master Chu sighed, looking at Fang Wuqiu's gentle and gentle temperament, a trace of sourness flashed in his heart.If Xiaoqiu was a girl, he really wished that Chu Qian would marry him, but it's a pity.

The box was very quiet, and Mr. Chu's gaze had been on him, Fang Wuqiu knew it.

He didn't dodge, he wasn't cowardly, and he let his grandfather see it openly.

I have to say that Xiaoqiu is indeed a good boy. He is good-looking, gentle, self-motivated, and serious in his work. Just watching him insist on singing Tanyang Opera for decades, and developing the Tanyang Opera Troupe with a few people The current appearance undoubtedly shows his excellence.Such a child, in some respects, is not even comparable to Chu Qian.

Old Master Chu shook his head regretfully, as if he understood why Chu Qian liked him.But even so, this relationship is not allowed to appear in the Chu family.

He sighed in a low voice, and looked at Fang Wuqiu seriously: "Xiaoqiu, I'll ask you one more question now, and answer me when you think about it."

"Okay, Grandpa Chu."

"Do you really want to be with Chu Qian, or even get married? You know, marriage is not just a few vows you young people can make. How will the family run in the future, especially when Chu Qian is still an actor. After marriage, how to face love? Chu Qian's fans, as well as rumors of black fans on the Internet, can you bear all of these, can you persist?"

What will happen in the future is definitely not something that can be imagined now.For Chu Qian and him, the actor career and the Tanyang Troupe are undoubtedly the most important things.If you get married, if people know about this homosexual relationship, then malice will pour in like a rising tide, leaving endless scolding and pressure.

These, you, can bear?

Whether Chu Qian can bear it, Fang Wuqiu doesn't know, but he himself never thought that one day he would be defeated by rumors.

Looking back on the past six months, Fang Wuqiu consciously experienced a lot of unwarranted "cyber violence", which happened because of him, but never brought him any negative impact on his body or mind.He has never been a person who cares about rumors, but he is also different from the "Buddhism" that many netizens say now. He just wants to turn rumors into motivation, all for the Tanyang Opera Troupe.

And would the Tanyang Troupe be afraid of this?

As long as you can stand on the high ground and stand overlooking the place, you can only taste the tenderness of the flowing clouds and the breeze.The final result of those pebbles looking up at the bottom of the mountain is nothing more than self-collapse.

Fang Wuqiu thought of this, smiled generously, and looked directly at Grandpa Chu: "I can."

Seeing that Grandpa Chu on the opposite side was shocked because of his words, he pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Grandpa Chu, I like Chu Qian, and I want to live with him for the rest of my life. Can you help us?"

When he said this sentence, he never thought that it would be so easy to say it.

Those deep feelings hidden in my heart are always shy and silent when facing Chu Qian.

Fang Wuqiu's eyes glide tenderness.

You really, really shouldn't be shy when you like someone, otherwise you will miss it and regret it for life.

Seeing the change of Fang Wuqiu's expression, Mr. Chu understood it in his heart. He shook his head and sighed: "In that case, then listen to me tell you a story, and then answer me after listening."

Grandpa opened his mouth, how could Fang Wuqiu respond, nodded: "Okay."

In the story, Mr. Chu is still a college lecturer in his prime. The eldest son is in business, and the youngest son is in literature. Each of them became famous at a young age. He is handsome and has been liked by countless outstanding women.

The age of marriage leave has come, Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu are going to seek a virtuous wife for their second son.

Many friends from aristocratic families in the circle came to inquire about the news, all of them were virtuous and intelligent girls, the youngest son was only 23 years old, and he was not in a hurry, but the eldest son was already in his twenties, just the age to marry and have children.

Helplessly, the eldest son had no plans to get married at all, which made Mr. Chu and his wife frown and worry all day long.

Later, the eldest son said that he would go to other provinces for three years at the latest.They thought that the eldest son was busy with work, so he had no time for marriage, so they let him go for three years, saying that he must come back to get married when he was 30 years old.

Unexpectedly, three years passed in a hurry, and even the second son, that is, Chu Qian's father, had made love with his classmates during his study abroad, but the eldest son still had no news.

In the year Chu Qian was born, Mr. Chu finally got news of his eldest son.

News of the funeral.

The person who hosted the funeral was a strange man who was too beautiful and was the lover of the eldest son.

When Mr. Chu heard about this, he fainted on the spot.

Later, he gradually learned that a few years ago, when the eldest son hurried to other provinces, it was not because of work, but because he had a lover who could not tell others.

This so-called "lover" cheated him out of money and gave him hope, only to regret it when he died, and even claimed to be Chu Mian's lover.

In the end, he was driven out of the funeral scene by Mr. Chu with sticks.

From then on, no one mentioned the eldest son in front of Mr. Chu again, as if he had never appeared before.

The story came to this point, it was originally a sad ending, but not long after, Mr. Chu heard about some old friends who came back from other places, some old stories.It turned out that Chu Mian wanted to bring her lover back to get married back then, but at that time, same-sex marriage was unheard of and would be reviled by outsiders and even family members.

That person was proud, duplicity, and heart-wrenching early on. Although he had lied to Chu Mian, he was still looking forward to their marriage while laughing and cursing.

Until, that person watched helplessly as his homosexual friend suffered indescribable sorrow and abuse, his career and life were all destroyed, and he became a useless person with no more life.

The man was scared, he didn't want Chu Mian to become like that, he didn't want the good feelings to turn into smoke and leave in the end, but how could Chu Mian let him go, after several disputes and accidents, he was hit to death by a car.

The man saw Chu Mian die in his arms with his own eyes.

"That's it. For more than 20 years, I haven't mentioned it to anyone else. But now, for Chu Qian, I want you to know that your relationship has no good results. Chu Qian's parents will not allow it." , society and gossip will only push you into the dust." Mr. Chu wiped away his tears and sighed in a low voice.

Fang Wuqiu took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Grandpa Chu with both hands.

Old Master Chu didn't answer, his eyes were red: "Xiaoqiu, I beg you, old man, let me go, and Chu Qian too."

Fang Wuqiu bit his lip, thinking that it was 20 years ago, now it is different, society is progressing, he is known by people who traveled through the Yu Dynasty, why people don't understand now.

But he didn't say that, facing Mr. Chu who was about to collapse, he couldn't bear to mention Chu Mian again.

Fang Wuqiu's hesitation undoubtedly made Mr. Chu's eyes even redder.

"Xiaoqiu, do you really want me to kneel and beg you?" After speaking, Mr. Chu suddenly stood up, his eyes red as he pretended to kneel.

Fang Wuqiu exclaimed, hurried over to help him up, and shook his head helplessly: "Grandpa Chu, don't do this."

The red eyes were full of resentment and pleading, the old man trembled anxiously, Fang Wuqiu looked at him, and his heart throbbed with pain.

"I..." He hesitated to speak.

"Xiaoqiu!" Old Master Chu pleaded almost screaming.

Fang Wuqiu was so anxious that he was sweating coldly, his eyes were red, and some crystal tears couldn't be held back, and fell on his face in a hurry.

The care and love that permeated his whole body.

Being stalked by the little wolf dog, but with a happy smile in his heart.

His kiss was as hot as his heart.

Reckless but straightforward passionate feelings, and desperate pursuit...

Fang Wuqiu seemed to be drained of strength, trembling with distress.

There were sharp pains in his chest, he raised the back of his hand to wipe away his tears, fixedly looked at Mr. Chu, his voice was hoarse and sour, and he nodded slowly: "Okay...I promise."

Mr. Chu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But Fang Wuqiu smiled bitterly and said, "Give me a day, and I want to talk to Chu Qian in person."

Mr. Chu hesitated for a moment, but did not answer.

"Okay?" He looked at Mr. Chu almost pleadingly, his low and inaudible voice was as soft as the feathers in the sky.

After a few seconds of silence in the box, Mr. Chu finally nodded, "Yes."

……

For this meeting, Fang Wuqiu specially arranged the home to be warm and romantic, bought a lot of beautiful decorations, searched for recipes, and learned how to cook for a long time.

At night, he called Chu Qian and told Chu Qian with a clear and bright voice: "Brother Chu, come to my house tomorrow, okay, I have a surprise for you."

Chu Qian, who had just been released by Mr. Chu, was about to find Fang Wuqiu when he received this call. His heart was pounding and he hurriedly asked, "Qiu'er, how are you doing?"

"What's the matter?" Fang Wuqiu smiled helplessly, as if nothing had happened, with a calm tone: "I'm fine, do you know what I'm doing now?"

People in the world say that actors are ruthless, they have played so many life and death, love and hate entanglement on stage, but when they are off stage, they quickly cover up those extremely joyful or heartbreaking things.

Can happiness and sadness be an instant?

Fang Wuqiu laughed at himself, and teardrops as big as beans fell down. He looked at his hand holding the kitchen knife, and said to Chu Qian happily: "I have learned several very famous dishes recently, you come tomorrow At home, make it for you to eat."

Seeing that Chu Qian didn't answer, Fang Wuqiu urged: "Are you looking forward to it?"

"Looking forward, looking forward." Chu Qian's expression was a little dazed, he pursed his lips and hurriedly said, "I'll come to you right now."

"do not!"

Chu Qian stopped when he was about to change his shoes, and frowned in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Chu..." Fang Wuqiu acted coquettishly, and his thin voice dragged on for a long time, whispering low and sticky, "If you come now, I won't see you. If you say tomorrow, it will be tomorrow."

Chu Qian hesitated for a while, seeing that there was nothing unusual in Fang Wuqiu's tone, he nodded and said, "Okay then."

After saying this, Fang Wuqiu asked him to come early tomorrow and hung up the phone.

The moment the beeping sound of the mobile phone disappeared, Fang Wuqiu felt a pain in his heart.

His hand holding the kitchen knife trembled, and the kitchen knife cut his fingertips suddenly, and a drop of scarlet blood flowed out quickly.

Fang Wuqiu is not afraid of pain, not painful, not at all