Zhu Mu Lang Ma

After hanging up Jiang Song's phone call, Fu Yijie leaned back on the chair, leaning his head back and staring at the chandelier on the ceiling.

I don't know when the chandelier was changed. The previous lamp was a very simple small square lamp. I don't know when Fu Kun replaced it with a white ball lamp. After seeing it for a long time, I always want to go up and take a bite.

Valentine's Day.

After Fu Yijie calmed down and thought about it, he began to hesitate again about the plan of going out with others on Valentine's Day.

He promised Fu Kun and held back.

Now he is still holding back his own decision, but he is always a little bit unwilling to understand Fu Kun's thoughts.

What was Fu Kun thinking?

No matter what, Fu Kun's reactions to him couldn't convince him that they were purely physiological reactions, and that was all he wanted to figure out.

But... so what if I figured it out?

Fu Kun knew what Fu Kun was thinking in his heart, and no matter what he thought, his attitude was already very clear, and he would not change anything if he knew it.

Even if one day he got his wish and forced Fu Kun to say the answer he wanted, so what?

He suddenly felt a little bored.

Fu Yijie stood up, no matter how much he thought about these things, no matter how much he thought about them, he would never have an answer. He was powerless to change anything except to keep moving forward step by step.

What's more, Fu Kun was obviously stopping him.

When he walked out of the bedroom, Fu Kun was lying on the sofa watching TV. His mother was on the phone, probably grandma. This year they were going to grandma's house for the Chinese New Year. Grandma started preparations a month in advance, shopping for vegetables, cleaning up the house, calling from time to time Call to ask.

"I don't take the train anymore, it's just a short distance, Kunzi can drive there, and I can still get some New Year's goods," my mother said, "Don't keep tidying up, you can't stay for two days, Yijie is about to start school, Datong’s can’t be closed for too long... Hey, there are two stalls now, and you can’t take care of them even if you hire someone, and the business is very busy during the Chinese New Year.”

"Tell the old lady to come over and show me. I'll pay her 2000 yuan a month." Fu Kun lay on the sofa happily.

Fu Yijie originally wanted to go into the bathroom, but he didn't go after thinking about it. He sat on the floor in front of the sofa, leaning against the sofa.

Fu Kun scratched his head twice, and he quickly closed his eyes, feeling like a puppy enjoying his master's touch.

"Your grandma wants to talk to you," my mother handed the phone to Fu Kun, "I guess she's going to ask you about important things in your life."

Fu Kun's hand that was stretched out to grab the phone immediately retracted: "Hey, I won't answer it, I'll make her ask me to death..."

Fu Yijie looked down at his fingers.

"Just say a few words." My mother clicked her tongue.

"Is it possible to pass these two sentences?" Fu Kun answered the phone helplessly, "Grandma, let me have a Bo'er... You must have a Bo'er, who made you so beautiful."

"For Chinese New Year, the person I invited will only rest for two days, but I have to come back soon...Grandma, you..." Fu Kun probably wanted to change the subject, but failed. I don't know what grandma said there. Fu Kun scratched his hair, "Hey...what's the rush, your eldest grandson is missing, why are you worrying about me? I don't have time...I have to make money, or what girl...hey, I know..."

It took Fu Kun a long time to finish dealing with grandma, and after hanging up the phone, he sighed in a drawn-out voice: "Grandma is acting as if I am already forty, and if I don't get married, I will have to quit."

"Fart," Dad came out of the bedroom, "Who told you that you won't lift after forty, you treat your dad as a display..."

"Fu Jianguo, shut up!" Mom yelled, "What's the matter with you, rascal!"

Fu Yijie lowered his head and couldn't help laughing out loud, and Fu Kun was also amused: "My dad will get seventy no matter what."

"Enough, right! Why are you two so shameless in front of your brother!" Mom went over and slapped Fu Kun on the stomach.

"Wash your face and go to bed," Fu Kun smiled and patted Fu Yijie on the shoulder, "Stop listening."

Fu Yijie entered the bathroom, closed the door and sighed softly.

Such a relaxed and warm feeling at home is something he is unwilling to lose in his life.

The same goes for Fu Kun.

If everything is really irreversible, Fu Yijie really can't imagine what kind of situation it will be.

No matter what Fu Kun was thinking in his heart, no one dared to take that step easily.

Fu Yijie took off his clothes, turned on the nozzle, and squatted under the nozzle, staring at the drops of water dripping from his hair in a daze.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the bathroom door that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Where are you growing mushrooms?" Fu Kun's voice came in through the door, "Hurry up, I've been holding back my urine for a long time, and I'm almost tied up with a rope."

"I'm done washing." Fu Yijie quickly grabbed the towel and wiped it carelessly, put on his underwear and opened the door.

Fu Kun jumped in: "Sauna, you, open the windows in the future, it's so steaming that no one can see..."

"Yes." Fu Yijie bowed his head and walked out of the bathroom.

Entering the bedroom, he threw himself on the tatami, let out a long breath, closed his eyes, forget it, Fu Yijie, forget it.

How can you bear Fu Kun to worry about you anymore.

Before the Chinese New Year, Fu Kun rushed to buy another batch of goods. After finishing all the goods, he sealed a red envelope for Lin Yuanyuan in advance. The little girl will be in the local area during the Chinese New Year, so except for the thirty-year-old and the first day of the new year, she spends all her time Can stay in Chase.

Going to grandma's house for the New Year is like moving house. Grandma said that this year everyone will be full, so mom and dad bought a lot of New Year's goods, and filled Fu Kun's Chang'an Star to the brim. There was even half a live pig and several big pigs. leg of lamb.

"Fortunately, it's a van." Fu Yijie spent a long time tidying up in the car with his waist bent, before he finally put everything in place. "If it's a small car, the back cover can't even be closed."

"You are beautiful, you still have a small car. Didn't you talk about buying an electric three-wheeler back then? Then you all have to sit in the back seat and hold these things. The pig is yours to hold, and the lamb leg is carried..." Fu Kun inspected the car. She reached out and rubbed the tip of his nose, "I'm sweating."

"En." Fu Yijie responded, lowered his head and pressed his face to Fu Kun's back.

"Just rubbing against me," Fu Kun smiled, "It's the first time I've worn my clothes today."

"Just rub." With a muffled voice, Fu Yijie reached out to touch the bracelet on Fu Kun's wrist.

"Hurry up, go upstairs and ask your parents to come down. If you don't leave, it will take two hours to get on the highway."

This year's New Year's Eve, grandma's side is full of people, and grandma and grandpa are very happy. Every day, they wake up early in the morning and start cooking. Fu Yijie feels that the two of them spend the whole day in the kitchen.

Fu Yijie looked at the people in the room, and remembered the first time he followed his family to his grandparents' house for the new year.

At that time, he was still young and couldn't remember many things clearly. He just remembered that he followed Fu Kun nervously, wherever Fu Kun went, he would follow him, Fu Kun was like his reassurance.

Now that he has grown up, some feelings are still the same as before. Although he will no longer follow Fu Kun every step of the way, his eyes will still be taken away by Fu Kun involuntarily.

During the few days at his grandma's house, he was almost in this state, watching Fu Kun chatting with several aunts and uncles, watching him tease his little nephew...

Grandma said that Fu Yijie was still as talkative as he was when he was a child. Fu Yijie felt that he was not a talkative person, and he could talk non-stop all night with Fu Kun.

Maybe this year is different, Fu Yijie always felt bored.

Returning home from the noisy New Year’s Eve at grandma’s house, Fu Kun drove home in an empty car. His parents were still packing up the things they brought back. He entered the house, lay down on the pillow, and slammed Twist a few times: "Hey, I'm exhausted."

Fu Yijie stood aside and looked at him. Fu Kun's words were exhausted, no matter how he heard them, there was some other meaning in them.

He shook his head, if he went on like this, he would soon become insane.

"Are you going to Datong tomorrow?" Fu Yijie took off his coat, walked to the balcony and looked out, and it started to snow outside the window.

"Well, go and have a look, there should be more people in the past two days," Fu Kun turned over and lay down, "School will start soon."

"It's time to leave after Valentine's Day." Fu Yijie didn't know why he suddenly said the word Valentine's Day.

"Hey, it's almost Valentine's Day." Fu Kun seemed to have no idea about this day, "It's time to fill the streets with rose chocolates again."

Fu Yijie smiled and didn't speak.

How to deal with Valentine's Day, Fu Yijie didn't figure out the final result until the 13th.

He thought about just letting the day go by so quietly, and also thought about getting up early in the morning and pretending to answer a phone call to go out, and then come back at night.

But when he woke up early in the morning on the 14th, Fu Kun was no longer in bed.

Fu Yijie sat on the tatami with the quilt in his arms and was stunned for a long time. Fu Kun went to Datong, and there was no one at home. This day, which seemed different to him, started so plainly.

"Hey." Fu Yijie couldn't help but smirk at the wall by himself for a long time.

Today, my mother was not at home, and I was having a party with some old sisters, and no one was cooking at noon. Fu Yijie read a book at home for a while, and then went out by himself.

As soon as he found a snack bar to sit down, Fu Kun called: "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm about to eat." Fu Yijie looked at the menu on the table, wondering whether to have a stewed rice or a bowl of noodles.

"Bring me a copy after eating, the owner of the shop I always eat at Datong hasn't come back yet!" Fu Kun was very depressed, "Lin Yuanyuan brought rice, but I don't want to eat her..."

Fu Yijie was about to say that I'll bring you over after eating, when he looked up and saw a person passing by the window of the snack bar, he froze for a moment, then stood up.

"What do you eat..." Fu Kun asked over there.

"Why don't you eat with Lin Yuanyuan, I'll call you later." Fu Yijie said quickly, and ran out of the shop.

The person I just saw didn't go far, and was right in front of him. Fu Yijie chased after him, and called out from behind with some uncertainty: "Zhang Qingkai?"

The man stopped and turned his head, he was surprised when he saw Fu Yijie: "Yijie?"

"It's really you," Fu Yijie felt a little excited in his heart, "I saw you in the store, and thought I was wrong."

"You all..." Zhang Qingkai looked him up and down, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You're so tall."

"You haven't changed much." Fu Yijie also smiled, he hadn't seen Zhang Qingkai for six or seven years, and Zhang Qingkai didn't change much except that he looked more mature and stable.

"Are you waiting for someone to celebrate the festival?" Zhang Qingkai asked him.

"...No," Fu Yijie shook his head, "Just wander around by myself, it's a holiday."

"Have you gone to college? Where did you take the exam?"

"University of Medicine."

"Good school." The expression on Zhang Qingkai's face suddenly felt a little lonely, and after a while he continued as if talking to himself, "Xia Fei... also wanted to take the exam before."

These words made Fu Yijie's chest ache. Xia Fei, this name has not been mentioned for many years, and now he suddenly heard it, and all the memories that Fu Yijie had been hiding in his heart were turned upside down.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yijie didn't know what to say.

"Very good." Zhang Qingkai smiled.

Fu Yijie lowered his head and took a breath, then asked in a low voice, "Are you married?"

"...No," Zhang Qingkai paused, then sighed softly, "No."

Fu Yijie breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know if it was because of Xia Fei, or because of the last bit of hope in his heart.

"I haven't seen you for so long, let's chat?" Zhang Qingkai looked around, "If you're okay, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay." Fu Yijie nodded.

Chase is very lively today, many are in pairs, and many girls are holding roses in one hand and boyfriends in the other, and their faces are full of happiness.

Sun Wei made a phone call. He was shopping with Lu Chunyu and said that he would transfer to Datong to see him later. Fu Kun sternly rejected this plan to anger him, and made an appointment with him for dinner the day after tomorrow. dependents.

Originally, Fu Kun didn't feel much about Valentine's Day, but being so stimulated by Sun Wei, and his grandma kept talking about it during the Chinese New Year, he suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Whenever he felt melancholy, he didn't want to be alone, and wanted Fu Yijie to come and sit with him for a while.

As a result, the person dropped the phone without saying a word.

After Fu Yijie hung up the phone, Fu Kun took the phone and texted for a while in a daze. This kid actually refused to bring him food?And let him eat with Lin Yuanyuan?

He looked up and took a look at Lin Yuanyuan. The little girl was standing in front of the booth with a lunch box in her hands. When she saw him looking there, she immediately asked, "Shall I pick half of it for you?"

"No, I'll go out to eat," Fu Kun took his bag, "By the way, let's get some air."

There are actually quite a few places to eat on the street outside Datong Gate, Fu Kun plans to go to Malan Ramen at the entrance of the street.

When he was going out, he saw someone pushing a bicycle by the side of the road, and there was a cardboard box on the frame. When Fu Kun passed by, he heard a whimpering sound, so he leaned over and took a look, and there was a small milk box inside. dog.

"Do you want a dog?" the man asked.

"No." Fu Kun hurriedly shook his head and walked away. After walking a few steps, he looked back. In such a cold day, there were only a few newspapers in the box. If he lost it, he would have already put on a cotton padded jacket.

Thinking of Diu Diu, Fu Kun felt a little sad again.

When he came back after eating Malan ramen, the man was still there.

There was a young couple looking at the dog. The girl seemed very interested. The man took the puppy out, threw it on the snow, and said to run a few steps.

The puppy hummed softly and refused to take a step. The man tapped its buttocks with his toes, and the puppy staggered forward two steps.

"It doesn't like to move, is it a sick dog?" The girl was a little worried.

"Don't worry, the dog I raise is guaranteed to be fine," the man quickly pushed the puppy's butt with his toe, "Run!"

The puppy was pushed down on the snow, and refused to get up, and the sound of whining and chirping became louder, with whining.

Fu Kun had already walked into Datong, but he stopped when he heard the voice.

He didn't have any particular liking for dogs, and he didn't dare to reach out to touch even Diudiu, but he couldn't ignore the puppy's barking, so he stood there for a few seconds, then turned and walked over.

"How much?" Fu Kun went over and bent down to pick up the puppy from the snow.

"180, take it if you like it." The man said.

"Hey, we got our fancy first." The girl was a little dissatisfied, and reached out to take the puppy from him.

Fu Kun gritted his teeth and stuffed the puppy into his coat, took out his wallet and took out 200 yuan, threw it into the dog box, turned his head and left: "Don't look for it."

The young couple yelled behind him, but Fu Kun didn't look back, and simply ran into Chase.

When he went upstairs, he hurriedly took the dog out of his clothes. The little thing got goosebumps all over his body under his clothes, and he was always worried that it would bite him through the clothes.

Back at the stall, he took some broken cardboard boxes to form a pile and placed the puppy in the corner, and filled some hot water with the lid of his own cup and put it in front of the puppy.

"Hey, Brother Fu, where is the dog here?" Lin Yuanyuan followed.

"I bought it." Fu Kun looked at the puppy who was buried in drinking water, feeling worried for a while, did he buy this dog a little too impulsively?

"Do you like dogs?" Lin Yuanyuan squatted in front of the puppy and watched.

"I don't like it, I bought it for...my brother." Fu Kun said, he knew that Fu Yijie was still thinking about losing it, and when he went back to his grandma's house, he saw the dogs in his grandma's house and liked them so much that he loved them every day. I have to tease for a while, and I will be in a daze after teasing.

"Huh?" Lin Yuanyuan laughed and said jokingly, "Give your brother a puppy on Valentine's Day?"

"Aren't you free?" Fu Kun felt a little uncomfortable, "Why don't you give me half of your monthly wages."

Lin Yuanyuan stuck out his tongue, turned around and ran back to the booth opposite.

Fu Kun sighed, just as she sat down on the chair, she ran back with a small box.

"You are very lively today." Fu Kun said helplessly.

"For you," Lin Yuanyuan put the box in his hand, turned around and ran away again, "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Fu Kun looked at it, it was a small box of chocolates.

At five o'clock, Fu Yijie called Fu Kun: "Let's eat outside tonight."

"Why?" Fu Kun was stunned.

"Why not, do you want to eat?" Fu Yijie asked.

"Eat, eat, are you treating me?" Fu Kun smiled.

"Well, please, I'll go to Datong now." Fu Yijie hung up the phone, shouted at his mother, and ran out the door.

There is no need to pretend to have gone to Valentine's Day with others, and there is no need to use any reason to force Fu Kun.

When chatting with Zhang Qingkai, he could clearly feel Zhang Qingkai's feelings for Xia Fei, the imprint of Xia Fei that had been engraved in his life.

The kind of ruthless miss that has never been answered.

No one can understand his miss anymore, and he may only be able to keep silent about his relationship forever.

What would happen to them if Xia Fei hadn't died?

No one knows, maybe in the end Zhang Qingkai just looked at him from the side, some things may never be over, but at least you can still see this person... Sometimes you don't need to look far to like someone, he is here In front of you, that's enough.

Yes, he's in front of you, that's enough.

Fu Kun is right in front of him, by his side, when he is sad, Fu Kun will be sad, and when he is happy, Fu Kun will laugh together, that's enough.

Between the two of them, perhaps the present state is already the best situation.

When he was about to arrive at Chase, Fu Yijie called Fu Kun again: "Come out, please accept it earlier."

"Well, I'm already squatting at the door." Fu Kun said with a smile.

Still far away from Chase, Fu Yijie saw Fu Kun standing on the side of the road. He ran all the way to Fu Kun's side and shouted: "Brother!"

"So happy, picked up the money? Hurry up and take it," as soon as Fu Kun saw him, he immediately took out a ball of fluffy stuff from his jacket and stuffed it into his hand, "For you, Happy Valentine's Day."

Fu Kun spoke quickly, but he heard the words Happy Valentine's Day very clearly, and his heart suddenly warmed up. He didn't know whether it was because he had just run or for other reasons, but he felt like being warmed. Warm flames enveloped.

But when he saw what was in his hand, he couldn't care less about being moved, and widened his eyes: "Dog?"

"Well, I bought it at noon." Fu Kun zipped up his coat and sniffed, "on a whim, when I saw it, I remembered the way you hugged Diu Diu and cried when you were a child... My heart softened immediately..."

"...Thank you." Fu Yijie didn't know what to say.

"Let's go," Fu Kun lightly bumped him with his shoulder, "Didn't you invite me to dinner?"

"Shall we go eat boiled mutton?"

"Okay," Fu Kun nodded, thought for a while and asked again, "What are you doing at noon?"

"It's nothing." Fu Yijie lowered his head and patted the puppy's head.

"Then you are so anxious to hang up on me?"

"Something happened."

"What's the matter?" Fu Kun glanced at him, "Dinning with someone?"

"With whom?" Fu Yijie also looked at him.

"Whatever, don't care about you." Fu Kun smiled uncomfortably.

Fu Yijie put the puppy in his clothes and hugged him: "I really didn't eat with anyone."

Fu Kun shrunk his neck, put his hands in his pockets, and shouted: "Let's go, let's have a drink tonight."