wind blowing

"But it's not necessary," Fu Fenglan said, looking at the star-studded watch in the glass case, "The cheapest one costs more than 2 yuan. Are you going to drink Northwest Wind after buying it?"

Jing Yu: "I still have some savings..."

For some reason, Fu Fenglan's face turned a little cold: "You will have to take an art test next year, and the training costs will be a lot of money. Now is the time to save money. There is no need to spend money on such places."

Jing Yu: "I have been working part-time to earn money..."

"I will pay you a salary, and then you will use the salary to buy luxury goods for me?" Fu Fenglan smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "No need, this is not my original intention."

Jing Yu was embarrassed.

Is there anything more embarrassing than being rejected for a gift?

It's true that he lacked consideration. A watch worth tens of thousands of dollars really shouldn't be a gift that a poor boy can think of.

But Fu Fenglan's reaction was a bit beyond his expectation.

It seems a little, too abnormal.

The gift is a bit expensive, but there's no need to be so angry...

Fu Fenglan also seemed to realize that his reaction was a bit extreme.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "I'm not blaming you, you still have to pay back the compensation for the training class, and there are still many places where you can use the money. In the future, don't give such expensive gifts to people casually, because it is easy to be targeted by bad guys. "

Jing Yu: "You are not a bad person."

Fu Fenglan: "...I'm afraid, just in case."

Jing Yu: "Alright."

Watches are out of reach.

Before Jing Yu left, she turned her head reluctantly, and saw a silver gilt watch in the row with the highest price, with a transparent case back, simple and elegant style, she thought it would look good on Fu Fenglan's wrist.

Fu Fenglan insisted on pulling him away, walking faster than ever, as if he was afraid that he would take out his mobile phone to pay if he was a little slower.

Jing Yu is not without regret: "Then what else do you like, tell me, I will give it to you when you celebrate your birthday."

Fu Fenglan's face darkened even more: "I don't like anything!"

The action of opening the door was also stiff, as if hiding anger.

Jing Yu was puzzled.

How can anyone not like something.

There must be, but Fu Fenglan is afraid that he will spend money, so I am embarrassed to say.

He thought about it carefully, and felt that he was really incompetent as a benefactor.

Not only did it not make him skyrocket to become the actor, but he didn't even know what he liked.

But now it's too late to understand.

Anyway, the two of them live together, so it's easy to observe the clichés and wonder what's going on.

So in the next few days, except for the time to study in class, Jing Yu would just beat around the bush and inquire about Fu Fenglan's preferences.

Fu Fenglan flipped through the movie magazine.

Jing Yu peeked at the side, thinking: "Ah, I've been looking at the introduction of this movie for a minute... It's about the history of the development of English cufflinks. Does he like cufflinks? Antique cufflinks?"

Fu Fenglan went to the company to take a promotional photo of "Mulberry Blossoms in May", wearing an ancient costume and wearing a jade pendant, tall and tall, with a graceful tree facing the wind.

Jing Yu thought to herself: "I caressed the jade pendant twice with my finger, could it be that I like jade? White jade or sapphire?"

The vase used for flower arrangement at home was originally a modern handicraft that cost less than 50 yuan. One day, Fu Fenglan replaced it with an antique green-glazed string-shaped vase worth several hundred yuan.

Jing Yu was overjoyed: "So he likes antique bottles! I don't know if he likes thin or rough ones?"

So within a few days, Qiu Mingyang sent Fu Fenglan one after another British antique cufflinks from the [-]th century, a piece of suet jade pendant with hollowed-out taotie pattern, and a Song Dynasty treasure Longquan kiln celadon string pattern vase.

In name, it is a holiday gift from the company to employees.

……

...Which heartless company would send antiques to employees as festival expenses!

Fu Fenglan's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot: "Jing Yu asked you to give it?"

Qiu Mingyang: "Yes, but you have to pretend that you don't know, just pretend it was a gift from the company... Speaking of which, why did the young master suddenly want to give you these antiques? Did you two quarrel?"

When chatting on WeChat before, Fu Fenglan guessed that Jing Yu was the second generation of rich people, but he didn't know that he was the younger brother of the boss Chu Zishi.

Qiu Mingyang observed Fu Fenglan's expression, and estimated that the quarrel was fierce enough.

Look at Lao Fu, a person who is as calm as a mountain in the wind and rain, can even knit his eyebrows together in anger.

Yaoshou!

Could it be that this is one thing and one thing?

Husband and wife quarreled, bringing disaster to the fish in the pond.

Qiu Mingyang wanted to slip away after delivering the things, but Fu Fenglan stuffed the things into his arms again: "Take it back."

Qiu Mingyang was taken aback: "The young master gave you this."

Fu Fenglan: "I don't need it."

Qiu Mingyang was in a dilemma: "I'm just a messenger..."

Fu Fenglan: "You just say, I don't want it myself."

The words Qiu Mingyang said repeated in Fu Fenglan's mind.

"Some children, you can't say that he is bad. He is really sincere when he likes you, and he will treat you very well when you break up. He will give you a diamond ring and a watch, but he can indeed share his sincerity with many people."

separate……

Fu Fenglan clenched his palms tightly, and his face became ugly again.

Qiu Mingyang probably cared about his face, so he didn't point it out.

But he himself is clear.

If it was just a gift, he could still lie to himself, Jing Yu just wanted to give him something and had no other purpose.

But since that day, Jing Yu has become more and more distant from him.

He spends more and more time soaking in the room "teaching class".

I even went to get my hair cut, bought new clothes, and dressed neatly and beautifully every time. Once I entered, it was a day.

It used to be more than ten hours, but now I can't wait for twenty hours a day, except for eating and sleeping, I don't see anyone.

After talking to him for a few words, his eyelids began to fight, and he fell asleep in his arms.

Fu Fenglan naively thought about unplugging his network cable.

Make him unable to surf the Internet and chat with others.

You can only look at yourself and talk to yourself.

Only do his own restraint.

Of course, just think about it.

In front of Jing Yu, he is still the elegant and steady "Mr. Fu".

Read books and newspapers every day, water the flowers regularly, be calm, not angry or angry.

When sleeping at night, he couldn't help kissing his neck, palms, and ankles, and Jing Yu would just sleep soundly, like a little suckling pig who didn't know much about the world.

Where is it like a boyfriend in love.

They are clearly roommates.

Fu Fenglan felt that if he went on like this, he might become a resentful husband.

What made him even more speechless was that, even if the "everything in the world" had become like this, Jing Yu still wanted to give him a gift.

When Qiu Mingyang came to give gifts again, Fu Fenglan couldn't help asking him: "Did he choose the gifts himself?"

Qiu Mingyang: "Yes, he said that he has too many classes recently and doesn't have much time to accompany you, so he wants to make up for you and try his best to give you things you like."

"Compensation" again.

Fu Fenglan hated these two words very much.

But he still felt a little sweet.

Because it proves that Jing Yu is still thinking about him at least.

He still cared about him and was trying to please him.

Fu Fenglan closed his eyes and said in frustration, "...forget it, I'll accept it."

He took the gift box brought by Qiu Mingyang, lacking in interest: "What is it this time?"

Before Qiu Mingyang could answer, he saw the familiar style——

Silver gilt watch, transparent case back, crocodile leather strap, simple and elegant style.

It turned out to be the one that Jing Yu wanted to buy for him when he went to the counter that day.

It seems to have walked in a circle and returned to the original point.

Heaven was laughing at his useless efforts.

Seeing Fu Fenglan unpacking the gift box expressionlessly, Qiu Mingyang's face became increasingly ugly.

Qiu Mingyang worried: "Old Fu, old Fu? Are you all right?"

Fu Fenglan was so angry that his teeth were chattering: "It's okay...Thank you, you can go."