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Li Fan has a very stubborn temper, he kept his mouth pursed and looked at you with red eyes, but he didn't cry out.But tears filled his eyes, he couldn't help blinking, and the tears flowed straight down from the middle of the eyelids again.

dead child.

Li Fan didn't speak, Huacheng took him as acquiescence, Huacheng walked in front of him, wrapped his shoulder with the hand that was not held, and said, "Don't leave you, don't cry, okay?" .”

Hearing this, Li Fan lowered his head and rubbed against Hwaseong's shoulder, wiped away his tears, and tightened his thumb tightly, before saying word by word: "Don't cry."

Hwaseong stopped another car and headed home with Li Fan.

"Let's go home."

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

Li Fan timidly followed Huacheng home, when he heard a dog barking as soon as he entered the door, he staggered at the door in fright, and almost fell up the shoe rack, Huacheng quickly supported him.

"Cuihua." Huacheng comforted Cuihua, and Cuihua stopped barking, but she still looked at Huacheng in a daze, and then at Li Fan who was hiding behind Huacheng, as if she wanted to confirm this. Young people who have never met are not the same as bad guys.

Cuihua probably smelled the wine, arched her nose and wanted to get close to Li Fan, but Huacheng quickly grabbed his mouth and pushed him away.

Peng Ying heard the sound and rushed over, Cuihua went up and circled around Peng Ying, Peng Ying saw Li Fan like that, but didn't recognize him for a moment, she only noticed that they were holding hands together, to be precise, it was Li Fan firmly grasped Hwaseong's thumb's hand.

Peng Ying asked with joy and doubt: "Hua Xiaocheng, is this... a little boyfriend?"

Hwaseong looked at Li Fan who was shrinking behind him, Li Fan felt his gaze, looked back at him, and responded with a stiff smile.

Hwaseong smiled helplessly, and he held up the hand held by Li Fan to show Peng Ying: "I want to—beautiful girl, can you help me make some hangover soup, he's drunk."

Hearing her son's "I really want to", Peng Ying couldn't help but carefully looked at Li Fan from top to bottom several times before waking up: "This is your roommate, what's that name... What Fan is it?"

"Li Fan." Huacheng led Li Fan into the house, thought for a while, and said, "Mom, you can call him Fanfan."

Peng Ying nodded thoughtfully, turned around and went to the kitchen.

"By the way, Mom," Huacheng led Li Fan to his room, and stopped in his tracks: "You said that if I give him a bath, will he kill me when he wakes up?"

Peng Ying was startled: "Son, don't act recklessly, from your tone, other children haven't fallen in love with you yet!"

"Besides," Peng Ying couldn't help but turned her head and walked to Huacheng's room: "Are you planning to let him sleep in your room? Then I'll clean up a guest room for you! You can't ruin other people's innocence, you know that!"

"..." Mother, Huacheng turned around and took Li Fan into the bedroom: "Who do you think I am? Can you make a hangover soup quickly, beautiful girl."

Huacheng brought Li Fan into the room all the way, and shook the thumb he was pulling: "We are home, Fanfan."

Although Li Fan is still drunk and not so clear-headed, he let go of Huacheng's finger with a little bit of wit.

Hwaseong smiled and stroked Li Fan's untouched hair: "I told you, do you want to wear a new hairstyle while you're on vacation?"

Li Fan probably didn't understand the words very well, so he shook his head, but it was just in time for the occasion.

"You know how to take off your clothes." Huacheng said and reached for Li Fan's coat. Li Fan was like a puppet. He would cooperate with you no matter how he fiddled with him. Huacheng pulled the sleeve of the coat and said, "reach out , this side is also... yes."

Hwaseong changed Li Fan's clothes that smelled of alcohol, and after taking care of Li Fan to lie down, he tucked up the quilt for Li Fan and sat on his bedside.

"how do you feel?"

Li Fan stared at Huacheng beside the bed, took out his hand from the tightly tucked quilt, pointed to his heart and said, "It's uncomfortable here."

"Are you bored?" Huacheng put his hand on Li Fan's chest through the quilt and asked, "Still want to vomit?"

Li Fan put his hands back under the quilt, and shook his head slightly.

Hwaseong was silent for a while, and said in a tentative tone: "Are you drunk or awake now?"

"I opened my eyes." Li Fan said.

That's drunk.

"Then close your eyes." Huacheng reached out and touched Li Fan's forehead, and said with a smile, "I'll tell you to get up and drink soup before you get up. I'll be outside."

Li Fan closed his eyes obediently.

Hwaseong left a bedside lamp for Li Fan, and gently closed the bedroom door.When he went out to the living room, he found his parents sitting on the sofa, looking like they were waiting for him to come out.

Huacheng sat opposite his parents as if nothing had happened, and asked Peng Ying: "Mom, is the hangover soup ready?"

Peng Ying pointed to Hwaseong's bedroom door, excitedly wanting to say something, Hwaseong immediately put his finger in front of his mouth and made a "shh" gesture.

Peng Ying immediately sat upright obediently, and looked around vaguely, before asking Hua Cheng in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Hwaseong had expected such an incident early in the morning, and said calmly: "I just like him, and I'm chasing him now. Tonight is a class reunion. I kissed him. He drank too much. I took him home. That's it."

"Dear! Kiss! Did you kiss?" Ms. Peng Ying was stunned. He just knew that his son, who had never told him that he liked someone, had a crush on him, and he heard such explosive content. He didn't slow down for a while: "Hua Xiaocheng, tell mom, are you using force?"

Hwaseong thought back on the situation of today's big adventure, and felt that there was nothing wrong: "That's right."

Ms. Peng Ying immediately performed an "O" mouth with staring eyes.

At this time, Father Hua, who had been sitting next to Peng Ying, stretched out his hand and pressed Peng Ying's shoulder, leaned forward, and said to Huacheng, "Son, first of all, don't say that your behavior is wrong, I have been telling you , your sexual orientation is quite special, and there are many things that cannot be forced, so don't accidentally make mistakes."

Huacheng frowned slightly: "I have a measure."

"As long as you have it, we have always believed in you."

"Hua Xiaocheng, why don't you send him home when he's drunk?" Peng Ying originally had a worried expression on her face, but she changed her look instantly: "But it's rare for you to bring your classmates home, mom is very happy! "

Cuihua, who had been wandering around the house, saw that everyone was so crowded, so she jumped onto the sofa, leaned her head on Hwaseong's lap and yawned. Hwaseong ran along the hair on its neck for a long time before saying, "Dad, Mom , His family doesn't seem to be doing well, so don't ask him about his family's things when you meet tomorrow."

Father Hua let himself lean back on the sofa, and asked out of thin air, "When did it happen?"

"It's been a long time," Huacheng stared at the fruit plate on the table, tapped his kneecap with his finger, and said, "Actually, it's not too long, I thought it was a long time, in the first semester of the second year of high school."

"Stinky boy!" Peng Ying couldn't help but crossed over and gave Huacheng a forehead kill: "It's been more than a year, and you haven't told us!"

Hwaseong didn't hide, but he expected that his mother didn't have such strength, and every time he pretended to hit someone, it was like tickling: "Hey, there is no such thing as a horoscope, I just like you said, I don't dare to take it lightly." Just go and harm other good young people? Don't worry, it's really measured."

Huacheng suppressed his laughter seeing his parents like this, he stood up, raised his feet and walked to the kitchen: "The soup is ready, I'll go and see."

Peng Ying glanced at Hua's father, followed him, surrounded Huacheng and whispered: "Hua Xiaocheng, you said you liked him for so long, what if he doesn't like you, can mother help you?"

"You are helping me to assist me by staying well." Huacheng took a bowl of hangover soup, and shut Peng Ying who followed him outside the bedroom door.

"Fanfan, get up and drink some soup."

The sound of colliding pots, bowls and spoons outside and the vague voice of someone talking are mixed together. It should be at the intersection of the living room and the dining room. Someone is cooking breakfast. Li Fan listens to the voice coming from a big wooden door, and feels at ease. turned over.

living room……!Not a hotel?Li Fan shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly.

In front of his eyes was a black wooden door. He stared at the silver handle on the wooden door, trying hard to sort out the memory of last night, but the memory was always stuck on his soft lips, and Li Fan blushed suddenly.

"Ka..." His thoughts were in a mess, the doorknob in his eyes suddenly turned downwards, Li Fan's mind was instantly cleared, and he sat up.

The door was opened a crack, and the light from outside was projected onto the ground, forming a fan shape with gradually increasing angles.

Huacheng came in with some neatly folded clothes, and saw Li Fan sitting on the bed with the quilt falling on his waist, he couldn't help laughing: "You're up, is it noisy outside? "

Li Fan rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, for a long time: "Hua, Hua, Xueba! Why am I here?"

Huacheng put the clothes on the quilt, and sat by the bed by the way: "Because you refused to leave yesterday, you insisted on me taking you home."

"Cough...cough!" Hearing these words, Li Fan choked on his own saliva, but he really didn't know what would happen to him when he was drunk, and no one had told him before. He seemed to be joking, so he could only smile and say, "Maybe he's drunk, and he'll go crazy if he catches someone. I'm sorry."

"It's crazy, squatting down and refusing to leave, and holding my hand when you get up, and you still let me call you Fanfan."

"Fanfan?"

Li Fan: "..."

Li Fan just wants to snatch Doraemon's arbitrary door at this moment, and then sneak out of the Milky Way galaxy.If what Hwaseong said was true, he would have imagined himself squatting on the road, grabbing someone's hand and begging someone to take him home.

Li Fan looked out of the window rather uncomfortably.

There are goose yellow curtains on the window, the outside sunlight can't squeeze in, it's all blocked outside the curtains, and a little more cautiously seeps in, reflecting the warm yellow inside the room.

Li Fan smiled: "Hey, I was still thinking about making some jokes to fool me, but the target is you, so it seems unnecessary. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry to bother you, I must be very difficult when I'm drunk."

Huacheng looked at Li Fan's side face, and didn't answer his question directly. He patted the clothes on the quilt and said, "Your clothes have been washed and dried. Change them if you want. Breakfast..."

"Hey... hey?" Li Fan's mood exploded when he finally calmed down when he heard this. He glanced at himself, and couldn't help interrupting Hwaseong. My clothes are on the bed. It seems needless to say who owns it, there may be other things, Li Fan dare not think about it anymore——

"...Can you tell me that I changed the clothes myself?"

"Well, you changed the clothes yourself," Huacheng followed suit, but Li Fan didn't believe it, but he couldn't talk anymore, only to hear Huacheng continue: "Breakfast is ready, everyone is waiting for you , Toothbrush and towels are also ready, the blue one in the bathroom, hot water when the tap is turned to the left, remember.”

After Huacheng finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but Li Fan noticed again the note he was holding in his hand at the beginning. The note was originally on the clothes, but Huacheng put it away after entering the door.

Li Fan took a chance and asked, "Is that paper you're holding in your hand meant to be given to me?"

Hwaseong couldn't see any waves on his face, Li Fan only saw him pause, then he raised the paper in his hand and walked back, and said lightly: "It was meant to be given to you, but now you don't like it If necessary, if you want to see it, I will show it to you."

Li Fan glanced at Hwaseong's eyes that could not read any information at all, and tremblingly saw the piece of paper in Hwaseong's hand, he always felt as if he had done something stupid again.

The door closed with a click, and Li Fan opened the paper:

"Fanfan, these are your clothes. You are at my house now. I am afraid that you will be scared because you don't know where to wake up. Please keep it here." The handwriting is chic and bold, and the signature on the lower right corner is: Huacheng.

A corner of the paper was wrinkled due to pressing hard with his fingers. Li Fan came back to his senses, quickly folded the paper a few times, opened the pocket of his trousers on the quilt, and stuffed it in.

After stuffing it, he suddenly remembered that no one was peeking beside him, and he sighed helplessly.

When Li Fan finished washing and went out, he realized that Hwaseong wasn't joking, the whole family was sitting at the dining table talking and laughing waiting for him to have dinner.

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie! My name is Li Fan, and I am... Huacheng's roommate!"

"Sit!" Peng Ying patted the stool next to him and happily said to Li Fan, "Fanfan, I'll just wait for you!"

Fanfan... Forget it, Fanfan is just Fanfan... Li Fan kept his usual smile and sat down at the position pointed by Peng Ying. Peng Ying nodded and said, "Thank you, Auntie!"

The breakfast at Hwaseong’s family is not as rich as the hotel’s. The hotel cooks porridge and delicate pastries for him in different ways every time, while Hwaseong’s family only has a steaming pot of porridge and a stack of sour beans. There were also two baskets of buns dipped in red dots, but these reminded him of a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

The porridge is a typical southern porridge, boiled until every white and fat rice is bent down, and it is mixed in the glutinous porridge drink.

Peng Ying saw that Li Fan was only drinking porridge, so she couldn't help scooping up a big spoonful for him: "This is delicious! Eat more, homemade pickled, very good porridge! Hua Xiaocheng likes it very much!"

"Mom, these capers are a bit salty, I really can't eat more." Huacheng couldn't help reminding.

Peng Yingcai ignored him, and continued to chat with Li Fan: "Fanfan, my Huaxiaocheng never brings classmates home to play, I always think that brat won't make friends, I'm so worried, you know, you're still him The first one to bring back to play!"

"Ah, really? In fact, Hwaseong has a lot of friends at school. Everyone likes him for his good grades, but maybe everyone doesn't like to hang out..." Li Fan glanced at Hwaseong from the corner of his eye, and found that Hwaseong was Concentrate on porridge.

"You still like him? Just kidding me, he's like his father, like a piece of wood!" Peng Ying said, "Fanfan, there must be many girls who like you at school, right?"

Father Hua: "What is the same as his father?"

Hwaseong: "Mom, we agreed to eat less and talk less..."

Father Hua and Hwaseong almost said this at the same time, causing Li Fan to look at this and that, and couldn't help laughing: "Where is there, there are no girls who write love letters to me, Hwaseong has them! "

"Only like him, does it really exist?" Peng Ying said, "But it's useless!"

This sentence is self-evident to Li Fan who knows the truth. Li Fan doesn't know whether Hwaseong's mother completely ignores this "secret" or whether she is completely unaware of what he said. How to answer this, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"I'm sorry," Li Fan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID, and frowned, but he gave everyone a big smile when he looked up, and then raised his mobile phone to signal: "My phone at home seems to have to be answered. It's over."

Huacheng watched Li Fan walk out of the dining room and into the living room.Huacheng didn't know what was being said on the phone, but he could vaguely hear Li Fan's words.

"Yes, I was on vacation yesterday."

"I'm at a classmate's house."

"There's something, it's useless for you to know."

"Now, you're always like this, I'm not a kid anymore."

"Okay. You've always had the final say anyway."

……

Hwaseong was drinking porridge while listening to Li Fan's phone call. Li Fan's voice was a bit sloppy, not at all like usual, even if he was joking, he didn't feel like this. He only said to his parents: "Don't ask him anything."

Li Fan hung up the phone, turned around and went back to say goodbye. He saw Huacheng holding his coat and backpack behind him, and couldn't help being startled.

Hwaseong approached, hung his coat on Li Fan's shoulders, handed him his backpack, and asked, "Are you going back?"

Li Fan: "Yes."

Hwaseong tidied up his clothes for him, and said, "There's no need to say goodbye to them, I've already told them...Fanfan, happy winter vacation."

"Say thank you to my uncle and aunt for me. Capers are really delicious," Li Fan put his hands in his trouser pockets and held the piece of paper in his hands. He forced himself a decent smile and said, "Happy winter vacation!" "

Maybe only in front of you, I am full of loopholes.