Professor, your turtle!

The word "home" inspired Ji Fan perfectly.

He never thought that one day he would call a dilapidated temporary base "home".

But right now, everything seems so natural, as if it should be so warm.

—He also has a home.

The family is not alone, except for him, and his favorite person.

Thinking of this episode, Ji Fan once again recalled Fu Mingyuan's confession that was blurred in the sound of wind and snow.

This person...would he think the same as himself?

Or, he just mentioned it casually?

With anxiety, he secretly raised his eyes to look at the other party, but saw that he was also looking at himself.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes were so focused and soft, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.The light-colored eyes, which had always been alienated and indifferent, had become accustomed to revealing gentle gazes at some point, and there was a dumb fire burning in the bottom of the eyes.

Ji Fan felt that he was an ordinary person who couldn't bear to be watched so earnestly by him, so he lowered his head subconsciously and looked away in a flustered state.

"Shh, don't move." Fu Mingyuan raised his hand and gently straightened his face.

His slender fingers were roughly covered with ointment and gauze, covering up the bruises from frostbite, and the fingertips showed a little red, like ridiculous carrots.

Ji Fan didn't find it interesting, only felt distressed, and couldn't help but blame himself for not arriving earlier.

Following Fu Mingyuan's movements, he raised his head obediently, not daring to move at all, for fear of tearing the wound that had just been bandaged open again.

"I want to talk to you." Fu Mingyuan's tone was light, and no more emotions could be heard.

What are you talking about?A trace of confusion flashed in Ji Fan's heart, and soon it was replaced by nervousness, just like being called by the teacher in class and standing up to answer a difficult problem.

"I'm leaving." Fu Mingyuan didn't give him time to adapt, and the first sentence came out astonishingly.

Ji Fan's eyes blinked a few times quickly, his thinking was a little slow, and he couldn't react immediately.

leave?leave here?What's the meaning?

Ah, the rescue ship...has it finally arrived?

For a short moment, he was happy in his heart, but slowly, the joy was diluted, uneasiness and suspicion grew like thorns, densely covered the wall of his heart, pierced his chest, and gurgling blood flowed out silently.

——Why did you tell me that in particular?

Maybe... a tactful farewell?

His heart was full of ups and downs, worrying about gains and losses, he couldn't speak for a while.

Although he knew in his heart that Mr. Fu was not such a person, he couldn't control himself from guessing those impossible possibilities.

He knew very well that what he could not trust was not the other party, but himself.

In Ji Fan's cognition, he is just an ordinary person. If he hadn't had the opportunity to be trapped at the same time, Mr. Fu might not have looked at him at all.

Even if he keeps saying that he is special, in fact...

Ji Fan pursed his dry lips.

He has a sensitive personality, and when he met Fu Mingyuan, he was even more eager to put up his tentacles all over his body to probe secretly, inferring hundreds of possibilities from a single sentence.

He even thought that in September, even if he was admitted to T University, Fu Mingyuan would once again become the proud son of heaven.At that time, will such a dazzling Mr. Fu still take another look at himself?

They got along day and night for several months, but Ji Fan couldn't be sure even what kind of emotions he had towards him.

Thinking of this, he became more and more frustrated.

"The boat arrived last night, and it stopped at the mouth of the bay not far from Progress Station."

Fu Mingyuan spoke, interrupting his thoughts.Ji Fan didn't know how to react, so he let out a blank "ah".

"Wait until I go back..." Fu Mingyuan hesitated to speak, but suddenly thought of something, his thin lips curved softly, revealing a fleeting smile.

go back?What are you doing back home?Ji Fan was immersed in his own world, and didn't even notice the deep meaning in the other's eyes.

If only... If only he could be his little turtle for the rest of his life.

Ji Fan was taken aback by the bold idea that suddenly popped up in his mind, and hurriedly peeked at Fu Mingyuan, and he was relieved to see that the other party didn't respond.

——How could he have such an idea?Obviously being a tortoise is slow and tiring, and you have to be "played" by the wicked Mr. Fu...

Besides, it is Fu Mingyuan himself who owes him a lifetime debt!

According to the plot in the folklore tales, how should I put it, it's Fu Mingyuan's turn to repay his favor with a promise of his own body?

Wait, a promise or something...

Ji Fan's face flushed slightly, and his brain seemed to be running a racetrack, running wildly in a strange direction, unable to stop no matter what.

Thanks to the dim light, Fu Mingyuan couldn't see through his blushing face.

"I'm leaving now, and I'm really reluctant." Fu Mingyuan said with emotion, holding a flashlight and walking around the room, tightening the ropes for the supplies that Ji Fan had packed up before.

Ji Fan finally came back to his senses, settled down, and wrote, "When?"

"The ship is in port, and it can leave at any time." Fu Mingyuan glanced at the sky outside the window, and said casually, "Wait for the wind to stop."

Previously, he hated the horrible weather, but now, Ji Fan wished that the snow would last longer.

The flashlight was turned off, and the two sat quietly facing each other in the darkness.

The whimpering wind outside the window sounds like a sweet tune to me now.

"...Can you tell me?" Fu Mingyuan said suddenly.

Um?Ji Fan turned his head and made a questioning gesture.

"your name."

Ji Fan let out another "ah".He almost forgot that for some reason, the system kept blurring his name.No matter what method he uses - writing, drawing, or hinting, all Fu Mingyuan can see is the player "Little Turtle".

It turned out that Mr. Fu didn't even know his name after such a long disturbance.

Even though the name was just a code name, he was inevitably frustrated.

"Ji Fan." With one stroke at a time, he wrote two words neatly on the paper.

Then, he raised his hand and compared: "Can you see it?"

Fu Mingyuan shook his head while holding the note, but said nothing.

Sure enough... Ji Fan was a little frustrated, he was about to leave, and the other party didn't even know who he was.

Do good deeds without leaving a name, maybe there is another name in this system called Lei Feng?

Fu Mingyuan held up the manuscript paper that seemed to him to have three characters written on it, looked at it for a moment, then folded it suddenly, and put it carefully in his breast pocket.

"I'll find you." His tone was flat, as if he was just talking casually about what to have for dinner.

There is a huge crowd, and it is not easy to find a person without a name.

But Fu Mingyuan didn't even ask Ji Fan to take the initiative to contact him, and simply made a promise - as if it was a matter of course to come to him.

He said the same thing many times, and Ji Fan always thought he was joking.But right now, looking at the other party's natural eyes, his heart beat faster.

Maybe... should I believe him?

Yes, you should remember me, find me, and never forget me.

Ji Fan stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his little finger, hooking Fu Mingyuan shyly.

When both parties were awake, the number of times he took the initiative to make intimate physical contact can be counted on the fingers.

Pull the hook with the little finger, shake it six times from side to side, then put up the thumb solemnly, and lightly touch together, as if leaving a kiss with your fingers.

Fu Mingyuan let him do his work, and followed him quietly with his eyes, only the moment his thumb lightly touched, the flames in his eyes seemed to rise suddenly.

After pulling the hook, it is a serious promise.Ji Fan thought with a little complacency, and let go.

At this moment, the face of the person in front of him suddenly enlarged.

Before he could react, Fu Mingyuan turned his back on the guest, buckled his finger, scooped up his long arm, and quickly approached him.

Ji Fan was caught off guard and was circled.

In the small space, his body was close to each other. When he looked up, he could only see Fu Mingyuan's heavy gaze.

This gaze made him panic, his mouth was dry, but he couldn't help hiding a secret, "shameful" expectation.

The noses of the two were facing each other, and the distance was very close, so close that Ji Fan could clearly see the small arc on the bridge of Fu Mingyuan's nose.

He has always liked that position very much. The middle of the bridge of his straight nose is slightly bent, not to say it is an aquiline nose, but it looks very special.

It was this arc that made the other party's handsome appearance a little "flawed", and it no longer looked so perfect, like the mannequin in the window came alive, with a little more vitality.

He likes this feeling - Mr. Fu, who is aloof, steps down from the altar, and it seems that he can get closer to him.

Right now, this arc is within his reach.

Ji Fan blinked unconsciously, and then sweat broke out in his heart.

—He wants to do something.Or rather, what he wants to be done.

On the other side, Fu Mingyuan was also very nervous.

For some reason, when he saw their fingers entangled, he felt an uncontrollable urge to kiss each other regardless.

The body acts before the brain.However, when he really held the person in his arms, he suddenly came back to his senses.

What the hell is he doing?

——Be patient for now, wait until Ji Fan's college entrance examination is over, and then make plans after everything has settled. Is it so difficult?

He pressed Ji Fan with one hand, he was a bit reluctant to let go, but he was firmly tied by reason, and he couldn't get any closer to that dangerous temptation.

In a dilemma, his attitude appeared to be extremely restrained, his eyes swept back and forth a few times, until finally, he just raised his chin and kissed Ji Fan's forehead.

Feeling the moist touch between the brows, Ji Fan closed his eyes, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to fly.

Like the previous few times, this short kiss was very gentle and explosive.Before the temperature left, the lips had already left, leaving only a soft touch.

Is this... enough?

He secretly opened one eye, and quickly glanced at Fu Mingyuan's expression.

Those eyes seem to be able to see everything, hiding some emotions that he still can't understand.

He likes me too, right?

Since you like it, why don't you want to touch yourself?

Ji Fan guessed shyly, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them was the answer he wanted.

He doesn't understand, if you like someone, shouldn't you instinctively want to get closer to him?

Shouldn't it be hugging, kissing, or even more...exploring each other?

Could it be that Mr. Fu restrained himself because he was about to leave—perhaps because he wanted to end this wonderful mistake?

The more Ji Fan thought about it, the more crooked he became, and finally got into the corner again.He is still young, ignorant, and doesn't understand the so-called restrained love. He only relies on instinct to keep the person he likes.

Fu Mingyuan let go of him, but he didn't dodge.

After a while, Ji Fan sat up, summoned up his courage, and looked directly into the other person's eyes.

Before Fu Mingyuan could react, he suddenly felt his soft and cool fingers touch his Adam's apple.

This is... He sat stiffly on the spot, not daring to move, as if he was afraid of disturbing the butterflies on his body.

Ji Fan caressed his fingers lightly, lingering for a short moment, then quickly moved upwards, lingeringly hooking Fu Mingyuan's ear, quite naughty.

Immediately afterwards, he took the initiative to raise his neck and approached Fu Mingyuan's face.

Originally, she had made up her mind to kiss her.

But for some reason, when he saw Fu Mingyuan's face, he became timid again, hesitated for a second, raised his face, and kissed Fu Mingyuan's nose instead.

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the middle is gathered into a narrow and neat line, and the soft kiss falls on it, as if kissing a sharp knife.

Ji Fan didn't know how to kiss, his lips parted slightly, stayed for a moment, then showed his snow white teeth, and took a bite at the tip of the nose.

Fu Mingyuan originally even became short of breath, but he was caught off guard, and was bitten in the middle of his face like a dog biting him. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

——Although he has grown up long ago, in this regard, Ji Fan is clearly still a child.

Fu Mingyuan laughed, shook his head, and caught the culprit from himself.

A clear bite mark was left on the bridge of the nose, as if it had been stamped.

Ji Fan pretended to rub it for him, and wrote with a pen: "Does it hurt?" There was a smug look in his small eyes.

Being looked at by him like this, Fu Mingyuan still has no temper at all.

"Kissing is not like this." He couldn't help teasing him, "You are still young, so you don't understand."

Ji Fan raised his eyelids and glanced at him dissatisfied, there seemed to be a small hook hidden at the end of his raised eyes.

Mingming's face was full of innocence, but in Fu Mingyuan's eyes, he felt an inexplicable bewitchment.

"Then you teach me." Ji Fan wrote slowly, with a special pause in the middle, "Well, Professor Fu?"

This was the first time he called Fu Mingyuan like this, although it was just a casual joke.

Even with Fu Mingyuan's cultivation, he almost couldn't stabilize his expression.

Over the years, he has heard so many people call him this, people of all ages, genders, and appearances, but none of them can make him feel so excited like Ji Fan swaying.

He never imagined that it was just an ordinary title, and it was casually written by the person in front of him, and he could immediately tell him to throw away his armor.

"Don't make trouble." Fu Mingyuan said bluntly, looking a little embarrassed, and changed his sitting posture unnaturally.

Ji Fan didn't know that the unintentional words just now stirred up a thousand waves like a stone.

He curled his lips dissatisfied, but he did not make any more fuss - he instinctively felt that Mr. Fu seemed a little dangerous at this time.

"Good boy." Fu Mingyuan slowed down and said in a soft tone, "Don't make such a joke in the future."

"Let me think about it," Ji Fan bit his pen, and came up with a condition, "but you have to tell me the truth."

"Huh?" Fu Mingyuan was stunned, "What did you say?"

Ji Fan glanced at him, and added another line to the paper.

These are two familiar foreign names.

Ji Fan put down his pen and handed the notebook to Fu Mingyuan: "What happened to them?"