Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Kun froze for a moment, and poked the bunny girl's face with the pen, adding a delicious mole to her mouth.

"Live at the school?" He looked at Fu Yijie, not knowing what the boy meant by saying such a sentence suddenly.

"Well," Fu Yijie gritted his pen and shook it on the ground. "This semester, almost all of our classes live in school. There are teachers in the evening self-study, so it's more convenient to review."

"Oh..." Fu Kun stared at his pen and remained silent for a long time before asking again, "Have you told your parents?"

"Not yet, let's talk about it tomorrow," Fu Yijie lowered his head and continued to work on the question, "It's the last year, and I want to work hard."

"You're working hard." Fu Kun looked at his chin. After a summer vacation, Fu Yijie lost a lot of weight. He would lose weight in the summer before, but it wasn't so obvious, and it was obvious at a glance.

"We didn't go to bed until two in the nights in our class," Fu Yijie smiled, "Besides, I said..."

He didn't say any more, put away his smile and wrote on the paper.

Fu Kun should still remember the words he said, but he is no longer sure if Fu Kun will answer with a smile like before. With childish promises.

"Is the school food okay? Mom is making up for you in different ways every day, and you're still so skinny." Fu Kun thought about it and said again.

"If others can do it, I can do it, it's fine."

Fu Yijie mentioned the matter of living in school with his parents, and his mother called the head teacher, who was also very supportive. Almost all the students with good grades in the class lived in school for the convenience of reviewing.

Mom and Dad didn't object, just like Fu Kun, they were worried that Fu Yijie wouldn't be able to eat well.

"Then you have to go home on weekends," my mother was thinking, "come back on Friday, and mom will cook you delicious food for two days, and you can take some to school on Sunday, okay? Don't save money, what do you want to eat? Just buy it."

"En." Fu Yijie nodded, and secretly glanced at Fu Kun. Fu Kun looked very calm, which made him somewhat disappointed.

He didn't expect Fu Kun to be as reluctant as he was, but this serious state of supporting him to live in school, and thinking about his own feelings when Fu Kun had no heart and lungs to go to live in school, still made him feel A little depressed.

"Kunzi." Mom turned to look at Fu Kun.

"Hey, I know," Fu Kun immediately took out his wallet, took out all the big tickets in it and handed them to Fu Yijie, "You spend it first, it's not enough to call me..."

"Crazy!" my mother yelled, "Who told you to give him so much, what should I do if someone steals it! Just give it a few hundred and take it, and go home once a week."

Fu Kun hesitated for a moment, and put the money into Fu Yijie's hands: "I don't worry if I don't have it... just steal it, it's probably useless to steal it, and Taekwondo is not practiced for nothing, just throw me a punch It hurts for a long time."

"Hey..." Mom didn't say anything more, "Second darling, keep the money well and don't let anyone see it."

"Yeah." Fu Yijie put the money in his schoolbag, and stuffed it at the bottom according to the old habit. He has always been serious about hiding money.

The money Fu Kun gave him, let alone a week, he probably wouldn't be able to use it up in two months, but he didn't refuse, just because Fu Kun's words "I'm not at ease" made him feel that the money was not just money.

Although a bit pretentious.

The dormitory conditions in No. [-] Middle School are not bad, four-person room, Fu Yijie lives in the innermost room on the fourth floor, and there are three people in total including him, all of whom are classmates who have a good relationship with each other.

Fu Yijie suffered from insomnia for three nights. It was the first time he slept in the same room with others. Although the two classmates slept very quietly, and everyone moved very lightly after someone slept, Fu Yijie still spent almost a week. adapt.

However, his previous habit remained the same. He would get up and run every morning, running in circles on the school playground. The only difference was that he didn't carry it with him.

The task of taking Diudi in the morning fell on Fu Kun.

Fu Kun didn't have the habit of waking up early, and now the time to take Diu Diu out of the house was more than an hour later than before. Diu Diu still cooperated and did not dislike him.

Compared with Fu Yijie's running, Diudiu probably prefers Fu Kun's half-dead and sleepy walks.

Fu Kun just followed Fu Yijie's running route with Diudiu, walking faster than usual.

After more than a month of this late-rising and brisk walking activity, he initially felt that Diudiu would take a bite if he didn't like him, and then he gradually eased the tension.

"Diudiu," Fu Kun kept a distance of two meters from Diudiu, and Diudiu didn't pay much attention to him. He sniffed at the side of the road while walking, "Diudiu."

After barking several times, Diu Diu looked up at him, and he continued, "Would you like to run for a while, do you want to run for a while before shitting?"

Diudiu lowered his head and continued to smell.

"Why did your second brother make you poop? You poop every day and you're in a bad mood. It's been half an hour today and you still haven't pooped..."

Diudiu turned around and burrowed into the grass next to him, only to see a tail, which popped out after a while.

"Really...obedient," Fu Kun took out a newspaper, squatted over with great difficulty, wrapped up the lost shit and threw it into the trash can next to him, "Go back?"

Diudiu raised his head, and trotted home as if leading the way.

Since Fu Yijie lived in the school, Fu Kun met him from every day to every week. At first he was not used to it, especially when he saw Diudiu, he would always think of Fu Yijie throwing stones downstairs to make him He looked like he was running, and it was okay to sleep at night, anyway, Fu Yijie didn't rub his pants anymore.

This feeling of thinking of Fu Yijie from time to time and immediately feeling uneasy made him afraid.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only keep himself busy as much as possible. His goal of paying for his college expenses had been accomplished, and now he could start thinking about the business.

He had discussed it with Cheng Qingqing, and they both felt that the store would be sold out, and it would be a bit difficult with one person's funds. If they partnered up, it would be much easier, and half of the store's men's clothing and half of the women's clothing would be fine.

Just saying that, it is not easy to find a suitable shop.

Apart from this matter, Fu Kun has nothing else in his mind every day. Occasionally, when he thinks of Fu Yijie, he will have an urge to go to school to see how he is doing, but he will soon suppress it forcibly .

In the past, he didn't like to chat with the bosses next to him. The content of the conversations of the big sisters and big brothers was quite boring, but now he would sit on a chair and listen, which can be regarded as a distraction.

Kong Hui still ran to his booth when she was free, and everyone who was familiar with her could see her intentions, so she always joked about him and Kong Hui together.

Fu Kun has never expressed anything, but Kong Hui is pretty, with a good personality, warm-hearted and hardworking. There are many people in Everbright Chasing after her, but Fu Kun still has no idea about her.

In fact, when it comes to thoughts, Fu Kun felt that he had no special thoughts on anyone, and he only watched movies to solve physical problems, and he didn't even find a random girl in his mind to imagine.

Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy, and could only comfort himself, anyway, even if he didn't imagine a girl, he didn't imagine any man, especially Fu Yijie...

"Fu Kun, why are you in a daze?" Kong Hui's voice rang in his ears.

Fu Kun didn't know when she sat next to him, and when he came back to his senses, he was startled: "Why are you..."

"Are you here again?" Kong Hui smiled, a little embarrassed, "Excuse me?"

"No," Fu Kun said quickly, "Let's just say it."

"I have business with you," Kong Hui said, her face suddenly turned red after saying this, and she bowed her head for a long time before she said again, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Fu Kun said, he would go home after charging the stall at eight o'clock, and he had nothing else to do.

"A friend of mine gave me a few coupons." Kong Hui took out a few coupons from his pocket, "It's a newly opened western restaurant. It's a discount for a set meal for two... Are you free?"

"Eat western food?" Fu Kun was taken aback.

"Well," Kong Hui nodded and smiled, "I haven't eaten it before. I want to experience it. Let's go together? Or I can't finish the meal if I order a set meal for two."

Kong Hui's excuses were too casual, no matter how stupid Fu Kun was, he could see what she meant, he hesitated for a moment and changed his words, saying that he didn't know if there was anything wrong, Kong Hui didn't say anything, just said that he would come to him tomorrow afternoon Make sure you have time.

Speaking of this, Fu Kun couldn't say anything else.

When I got home at night, my mother was on the phone. Fu Kun listened to a few words. It was with Fu Yijie's class teacher. Fu Yijie hadn't come home for two weeks. My mother probably wanted to know about his situation. .

"I said that your brother is very good, and the test results have improved again." My mother put down the phone very happily, but soon squatted down next to Diudiu with a sad face and stroked its head, "Hey, what do you say? I really miss your brother, it’s been a long time and I haven’t gotten used to it, you said what if he goes to another place to go to university in the future?”

"You have the mentality of an old hen." Fu Kun said, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"You're just an old hen! How old am I!" My mother shouted, staring at him.

"You..." Dad sighed on the side, "Then are you a little hen? Or are you a hen?"

"You are the hen!"

"That's right, here's the point."

"The point is that I'm not old!"

Fu Kun entered the room with a smile, closed the door and threw himself on the tatami.

He said that his mother has the mentality of an old hen, but in fact, he probably has the same mentality?

It's good that his mother didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Fu Yijie, he felt depressed for a while. He didn't know if Fu Yijie could adapt to the current life. He always wanted to force himself to believe that he was very comfortable, but when his mother mentioned Fu Yijie When he was young, he would suddenly wish that this kid was by his side, that he could reach out and grab his hair, or flick him on the forehead...

Old rooster mentality?little cock?Teen cock?

Fu Kun was amused by his own thinking, and laughed at the ceiling for a long time by himself.

After laughing for a while, he couldn't laugh anymore, Fu Kun, you are really a little abnormal.

Although Sun Wei always quarreled with Sun Xiao, he knew that Sun Wei loved his sister very much, but Sun Xiao had lived in high school for three years, but Sun Wei had never scratched his heart like him.

Who else would treat his younger brother like him!

Fu Kun was a little annoyed, so he got up and sat down at the table, took a piece of paper and planned to draw. For him, drawing was the only way to calm his mind.

For some reason, when he sat down, he didn't sit where he usually sat, but sat on Fu Yijie's chair.

When he found out, he was a little too lazy to move, took a pen and sketched casually on the paper.

After unconsciously sketching for a long time, he realized that the one he drew was Fu Yijie.

"Damn it!" Fu Kun crumpled up the paper angrily and threw it into the paper beetle next to him.

Staring blankly at the empty desk for an unknown amount of time, he stood up and walked to the bookshelf, looking up.

Fu Yijie's books were placed on the top floor. After he found them last time, Fu Yijie didn't seem to touch these books again.

Fu Kun stared at the book, feeling that his gaze was like a torch, which could penetrate the cover of the book like a laser.

But after staring at it for a while, he couldn't see through it like a torch, nor could he make the book read like a torch, so he raised his hand and took a random book down.

Fu Kun hasn't read a book with so many characters for a long time, and he has never touched something with so many characters since he graduated from high school.

After reading a few lines of the preface, he couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyelids began to twitch.

He had no choice but to flip through the table of contents, and began to directly read the cases recorded in the book.

When he closed the book, the small clock on the desk showed 01:30 at night.

Fu Kun reads very slowly, and the strong shock that these simple stories brought to him made him read even slower.

He stared at the hands on the clock, his heart was still churning, and he could even hear the chaotic shouts in his mind.

He had to close his eyes and take several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

When he found these books, he didn't read them in this way, he just flipped through them a few times and looked at the titles.

But today, after reading all the cases in this book, he felt indescribable feeling in his heart. Apart from shock, it was more fear and uneasiness.

He couldn't imagine how Fu Yijie felt when he got these books and began to read them a few years ago. The moment he closed the books, he felt distressed, confused, and frightened, making his hands tremble a little.

He almost didn't need to guess anymore, he didn't need to push and block Fu Yijie as if he was practicing Tai Chi. He basically had no doubts about what happened to Fu Yijie.

This can no longer be explained by curiosity, Fu Yijie has no interest in girls.

Fu Kun stood up, took a shower lightly, went back to the room, put away the books, fell on the tatami, and closed his eyes tiredly.

He originally thought that he would not be able to fall asleep and would suffer from insomnia all night, so he even took two tablets of diazepam that his mother sometimes eats for insomnia and put them next to his pillow, planning to take it when he couldn't fall asleep.

But he fell asleep within a few minutes of lying down.

However, when he woke up in the morning, he didn't feel that he had slept well.

Dreamed all night.

It was all Fu Yijie.

He loves to dream when he sleeps, and he can be regarded as a skilled dreamer, but no matter how he interrupted his dream this night and forced himself to start a new story, the protagonist was always Fu Yijie.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, and found that he had slept all night, but the dark circles under his eyes had come out.

After taking DiuDu out for a walk and returning home, he turned over a box of ginseng slices and swallowed one. He felt very tired and was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to this state today.

Business was okay today, there were always people at the booth, looking back and forth, asking questions, bargaining, Fu Kun dealt with it very hard, and almost wanted to get angry with people a few times.

Kong Hui came over again in the afternoon, and Fu Kun really wanted to ask her if she wanted to make money after leaving his business alone, but he didn't say anything, and sat watching Kong Hui greet guests for him.

"Here," Kong Hui handed him the collected money, "You don't look good today?"

"Didn't sleep well." Fu Kun replied in a muffled voice.

"You don't have a cold, do you? It's a bit cold today."

"It's okay, it's not so easy to catch a cold." Fu Kun smiled.

"Then... can we eat that set meal together tonight?" Kong Hui asked him.

Fu Kun was silent for a while, then waved his hand: "Just go."

"Great!" Kong Hui jumped happily, "Then I'll collect it and come to you at night."

"Ah."

Fu Kun estimated that after his mother got home from get off work at noon, she called the family and told her to come back later in the evening and have dinner with someone.

His mother asked who he was eating with, Fu Kun hesitated for a moment, and told his mother that it was Kong Hui.

When my mother chased after her to ask how the girl was doing, Fu Kun hung up the phone.

In the afternoon, Fu Kun spent half of the time in a daze.

When Kong Hui closed the stall and came to look for him, he was still staring at his phone.

He stood up, brought in the shelf outside the booth, packed his things, and followed Kong Hui out of Datong.

Kong Hui was in a good mood, she kept laughing and talking a lot while eating.

The atmosphere in front of me is quite good, there are not many customers in the restaurant, and the light is just right for the faintly erratic music.

However, compared to Kong Hui, Fu Kun was in a normal mood and had no appetite. Looking at the large piece of meat in front of him, he thought for no reason that if Fu Yijie was here, three plates wouldn't be enough for him.

"You eat so little," Kong Hui said, "You don't eat as much as I do."

Only then did Fu Kun come back to his senses, cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth: "Are you growing up?"

"Hey, are you laughing at me for not developing well?" Kong Hui laughed.

Fu Kun glanced at her, Kong Hui's figure was very good, with a curvy body, the kind of figure he had always liked, he wanted to say that he was actually well developed...but he didn't say so, for fear that Kong Hui might misunderstand something.

Kong Hui told him all kinds of things that happened to him when he first practiced Tan'er, and he kept laughing while talking.

Fu Kun didn't want to laugh at first, but he couldn't hold back his smirk when he saw her keep on giggling.

"Isn't it funny!" Kong Hui asked him with a smile.

"Yes, I didn't realize you had such a happy smile before..." Fu Kun said.

"Fu Kun!" Kong Hui blushed, pointing at him and was about to say something when Fu Kun's cell phone rang suddenly.

"I answered a call, you continue to laugh," Fu Kun smiled and took out his cell phone to look at it, it was the number at home, he picked it up, "Mom?"

"How long will you be back?" Mom asked over there.

"Come on, what's wrong?"

"It's raining, don't you feel it's so cold?" Mom clicked her tongue, "Do you remember whether your brother took the thin quilt or the thicker one last week?"

"Is it raining?" Fu Kun and the others were sitting in the back of the restaurant, so they couldn't see what was going on outside. There was air conditioning in the restaurant, so he didn't feel cold.

"Hmm! The weather has changed, I'm freezing to death!"

"He is holding a thin quilt," Fu Kun looked at the time on the phone, "I'll go back now."

"Why don't you send him a thick quilt tomorrow? It's too late, right? He's not stupid, borrow a quilt from his classmates or squeeze..."

"There's still time, I'll go back right away." Fu Kun hung up the phone.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong at home?" Kong Hui asked.

"My brother didn't bring a thick quilt to school. I'll go to their school. You..." Fu Kun stood up and walked out. After taking two steps, he turned around and hesitated for a few seconds, "Go back by yourself."

Fu Yijie had just finished his evening self-study and walked towards the dormitory against the sudden north wind. This day changed as he said, he just felt a little cold in the afternoon, and it became so cold at night.

As soon as he entered the dormitory building, the dormitory supervisor stopped him: "Fu Yijie, just in time, your mother's phone number."

"Thank you, sir." Fu Yijie ran over to answer the phone, "Mom?"

"Ouch, baby, you're freezing!" My mother shouted over there.

"It's okay, it's not cold." Fu Yijie said while jumping.

"You wait a while downstairs in your dormitory, your brother has already sent you a quilt."

"What time is it and you still ask my brother to run outside?" Fu Yijie looked outside and frowned.

"I told you to squeeze in with your classmates today. Your brother insisted on sending it over right away, and ran back to get the quilt after eating outside..."

"Have a meal?"

"Well, it's a friend who is also in Datong, what Hui, I can't remember the last name, it's the hole or the eye, do you know who it is?"

"I don't know." Fu Yijie replied.

Kong Hui?