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Hearing the screams on the other end of the phone, Fu Yuan stood there in a daze.

What is so scary?

He stared intently at the large bucket of popcorn and two glasses of Coke that had not been touched on the small square table, and waited silently for the phone to quiet down.

"Ha..." Xiong Beike stammered for a long while, "Song Qingxu is... sleeping?"

Fu Yuan thought he hadn't made it clear just now, so he repeated: "Yes, he is sleeping, wait for me to call him and let him tell you."

Xiong Beike stammered even more when he heard the words, and the refusal in his tone rushed to his face: "No, no, no, let him sleep, let him sleep, I, I just came to cry... Let me tell him about that, that is... oh oh It’s just sketching, hahahaha, just, don’t bother me…”

Finally, the volume was increased and he said, "Sorry to bother you!"

Fu Yuan: "...?"

He felt that this person's brain had a million points of problems.

Song Qingxu raised his eyes to look at Fu Yuan standing in front of him while he was half asleep, and muttered a few words that no one could understand. Judging by his posture, he seemed to be going to continue to fall asleep.

Before the phone was hung up, Fu Yuan looked back at the empty movie theater, and the people were almost gone.

He thought for a while, then leaned down and kissed Song Qingxu gently on the lips: "Get up quickly."

Song Qingxu woke up instantly.

"Well...it's me. If you have something to say, hurry up. No, no, what are you thinking? I fell asleep watching a movie."

Song Qingxu took the phone before Xiong Beike hung up, and followed Fu Yuan out of the theater.

Holding the popcorn in his arms, Fu Yuan stuffed a cup of Coke into Song Qingxu's hand, and slowly sucked the other cup in his hand.

Holding the phone in one hand and Coke in the other, Song Qingxu couldn't get close to Fu Yuan, and warned Xiong Beike in a very unhappy tone: "I hope you really have something important to say."

Xiong Beike was silent for a moment. According to the normal development of the plot, he should be the one to question why Song Qingxu said that he was going to watch a movie with his partner, and the last person who answered the phone was a boy.Unexpectedly, here he was preemptively dismissed as having no eyesight, and became a light bulb.

He cried aggrievedly: "The location for sketching has been fixed. It is in Jiuzhaigou, Qishan, and far away in S Province. My baby said that he can't go there. Why do you have to go so far to write a life......"

Song Qingxu paused slightly: "That means there is one vacancy?"

Police officer Xiong Beike on the other side yelled loudly, "What are you doing?"

Song Qingxu looked at Fu Yuan's back, and replied meaningfully: "Keep it for me first, if there is a good chance, my brother will reserve it first."

Xiong Beike: "..." It seemed that he suddenly understood something.

Regardless of Xiong Beike's wailing, Song Qingxu said goodbye and hung up the phone, stuffed the phone back into his coat pocket, and happily stepped forward to follow Fu Yuan.

"How did your class go?"

Fu Yuan was chewing popcorn, raised his eyebrows, and looked back at him in surprise: "It's almost over. What's wrong?"

"Do you have any homework during the New Year's Day holiday? Are you busy?" Song Qingxu asked.

"Not busy, nothing to do." Fu Yuan asked suspiciously: "What happened to the sketching activity?"

"It's not...ah, it's...something has changed...uh." Mingming just had a very obvious show with Xiong Beike on the phone, and then asked his boyfriend a few questions to pave the way. , but when Song Qingxu met his slightly concerned eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he hadn't said anything, Fu Yuan became more suspicious.

Song Qingxu was still hesitating, wondering if this was considered selfish.

Seeing him like this, Fu Yuan was even more anxious and kept asking.

After being urged for a long time, Song Qingxu finally whispered in a roundabout way: "This sketching activity is loosely controlled by freshmen, and those who are not from the Department of Art and Design or from other schools...you can also sign up."

Fu Yuan immediately heard what he had said.

So would you like to come with me?

"Forget it, it's actually nothing... nothing."

Song Qingxu looked at the ground on the right with a little anxiety, and repeatedly checked in his heart whether his behavior was a bit too self-righteous. The two had just established a romantic relationship not long ago...

Suddenly there was a warm touch on the face.

Then there was a burst of pain.

Song Qingxu stared at Fu Yuan with a dumbfounded smile and stretched out his hand to pinch his face. He thought it was bad, because he made his boyfriend angry because he was so affectionate.

Fu Yuan was really a little angry, but he pinched him twice, but he was still a little bit reluctant, so he stopped.

Here Song Qingxu is searching for words to apologize, while Fu Yuan has already spoken, his tone is not as bad as he imagined, and he can even be called pampering: "It's worth your thinking about it for so long?"

"Looking at the way you look at death like home, I thought something serious happened."

Song Qingxu didn't care that his face was still hurting slightly, so he leaned over to look at him eagerly: "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry." Fu Yuan answered frankly, bowed his head and threw the empty Coke cup and half bucket of popcorn into the trash can beside the corridor: "And the more you think about it, the more angry you get."

Song Qingxu turned his face, completely lost his appetite, took a few sips of the Coke in his hand and threw it into the trash can, and then followed him like a fart: "I'm too selfish, I won't do it next time, don't Get angry, okay?"

Fu Yuan didn't answer, but just grabbed his sleeve and caught up with the elevator that was about to close.The inside was crowded with people, Song Qingxu was in a state of panic and dared not speak.

After getting out of the elevator, the two stayed away from the crowd. Song Qingxu followed Fu Yuan obediently, and turned into a 24-hour supermarket after a while.

It was already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. Although the supermarket was still brightly lit, there were hardly any customers at first glance.

Fu Yuan pushed a shopping cart. Seeing that Song Qingxu was still following pitifully, not daring to say a word, he was angry and funny, and turned around to hold his hand.

"!" Song Qingxu's eyes lit up: it's the first time holding hands with her boyfriend!

Then I thought that my boyfriend was still angry, and I was depressed again.

Fu Yuan seemed to see a large dog wagging its tail excitedly for a while, and drooping its tail and whimpering for a while.

Throwing two sets of travel toiletries into the shopping cart, Fu Yuan held his hand tighter and said softly, "You think you're too selfish?"

Song Qingxu nodded guiltily, responded in a low voice, and was honestly ready to accept the "question" from her boyfriend.

"If I didn't keep forcing you to say it, would you have made the decision for me and thought I wouldn't go with you?"

Song Qingxu immediately shook his head in denial, but was swept away lightly by Fu Yuan, deflated instantly like a balloon that was suddenly punctured, and told the truth: "Yes."

"Do you think it's selfish to say that you want your boyfriend to accompany you?" Fu Yuan continued to ask indifferently, took another small bottle of travel-sized laundry detergent and threw it into the shopping cart, hit the railing of the cart, and sent out There was a muffled sound.

Song Qingxu stared at the bottle of laundry detergent sheepishly, and let out a "hmm".

Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, Fu Yuan stopped suddenly, and Song Qingxu bumped into him without realizing it, the hands that were holding each other tightened, and the two staggered forward at the same time.

Song Qingxu was so frightened that he immediately reached out to help him, but was slapped by Fu Yuan.He stared at Fu Yuan blankly, feeling a little wronged in his heart.

"sorry."

Fu Yuan raised his eyes and stared viciously at Song Qingxu, his eye sockets were redder than his, and secretly scolded himself why he suddenly became so sentimental when he was in a relationship, he grabbed his collar and dragged him down.

Being kissed suddenly, Song Qingxu's mind went blank for a moment, and then he hugged Fu Yuan with his back, deepening the kiss.

It was the first time for two jerky beginners to entangle with each other passionately and recklessly, with the unique sweet and astringent aftertaste of run-off Coke between their lips and teeth.

Fu Yuan put his hand lightly on Song Qingxu's shoulder, let go of him panting after the kiss, and bit his lips not to be outdone before leaving completely.

Song Qingxu breathed chaotically for a while, but the heat still hadn't dissipated, he just stared blankly at the misty mist in his boyfriend's eyes.

"Because you think it's too selfish to let your boyfriend accompany you, and you think I won't agree, so you want to make the decision for me, why?"

Fu Yuan was still angry, he frowned and questioned him: "How can you be sure that I don't want to be with my boyfriend? Who said I don't want to be with him anymore? Who said that? No one can say that!"

"Why do you think I think you are selfish? Who said I think you are selfish?"

After he said a series of "feelings", he stuttered a bit angrily, and his logic was almost gone, like a little lion with fried hair, but Song Qingxu calmed down unexpectedly.

Song Qingxu took a step forward and hugged him into his arms distressedly: "It's my fault."

"Obviously I like you no less than you like me!" Fu Yuan was embraced by him full of possessiveness, and his already unclear thoughts turned into a paste in an instant. After holding back for a long time, he finally made up angrily One sentence: "You are too selfish!"

"Well, I'm selfish." Song Qingxu rubbed his face while he was still confused, and kissed him fiercely on the cheek: "I'm super selfish, so I hope my boyfriend can always like me, but I also hope that he can always be happy."

"So don't be angry anymore, okay?"

After letting him hug for a while, Fu Yuan finally realized what a feat of "forced kiss" he had just done, quickly glanced at the camera in the corner, and coughed a few times to clear his throat like a guilty conscience.

"Okay, I forgive you... let me go!"

Xiao Song, who finally gave her first kiss, let go of her boyfriend happily, and took his hand instead, refusing to let go no matter what she said, "You were the one who came to hold me first."

Fu Yuan didn't bother arguing with him anymore, he was too angry, hugged him, even kissed him, and the matter of sketching was over.

He was the one who took the initiative to kiss him. Fu Yuan hoped that this matter would be gradually buried by time in the future, and no one would mention it again. This kind of impatient appearance is really embarrassing.

But judging from Song Qingxu's radiant expression, this is unlikely.

The spring-like Song Qingxu actively accompanied Fu Yuan to buy some things that should be used for sketching, whispered secretly, and praised his boyfriend all the way for being careful and good at home, which made Fu Yuan want to knead a ball of paper and chatter about him many times Keep shutting your mouth.

The checkout is through the self-service checkout machine, and Song Qingxu silently played the role of the coolie carrying the bags, and then contracted the task of carrying the shopping bags.

Outside the supermarket, Fu Yuan was almost too sleepy to keep his eyes open even though gusts of cold wind were blowing on his face.

I usually have a regular schedule, but today I accidentally stayed up late and couldn't bear it, so I made a mistake.

They spend most of their time in school and didn’t notice it. Now they are standing on the cold and windy street in the middle of the night. In this university town that is still unfamiliar to them, if they leave school, they will have nowhere to go.

Fortunately, there was a trustworthy person by his side - Fu Yuan was infected by the warm smile in Song Qingxu's eyes, and smiled slightly, and silently continued the next sentence.

Even if they are helpless people, they can still keep each other warm.