The school grass must suck me every day to survive [Transmigration Book]

As Fu Shiqian said, he was not seriously injured.

——The wrist was sprained, and the hand was scratched. After the treatment, the two returned to the hotel together.

On the way, Qingyue was driving, Fu Shiqian was afraid that he would be distracted, so he didn't talk to him.

After walking around the hospital, Qingyue also calmed down.

He was not in a hurry at this moment, so all the conversations between the two of them took place after returning to the hotel.

On the balcony of the sea view room, the two sat opposite each other across the tea table.

Fu Shiqian's right hand was injured and was wrapped in white gauze. After entering the door, Qingyue helped him take off his coat.

He saw Qingyue's abnormality, and he was the first to ask: "What's wrong?"

Refers to the phone call that urged him to come back.

Obviously all the questions have been in his mind, looking at the man opposite him who made his heart pound, for a while, Qingyue didn't know where to start.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qing Yue looked at Fu Shiqian's hand wrapped in gauze, and asked a question that was not on his list.

When questioning, he didn't dare to look into Fu Shiqian's eyes.

In fact, he could probably guess how Fu Shiqian would answer.

But before today, he only thought it was Fu Shiqian's words, and he would never take it seriously.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore.

He tried to put aside his prejudice and directly examine Fu Shiqian's answer.

As the sky darkened, street lamps lit up around the hotel, one by one, reflecting the slowly rising moon in the sky.

The night view of Hainan has become blurred and beautiful.

"Because you want to see me." Fu Shiqian solemnly replied in the twilight.

No accident happened to Qingyue, but his heart still moved violently.

Qingyue picked up the coffee on the table, hiding his strangeness.

He stated in as calm a voice as possible: "Fu Shiqian, I checked your information today."

After saying this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Shiqian.

Fu Shiqian was still the same as every day before, when he was with him, his eyes were on him from the beginning to the end, and he never looked away.

Qingyue lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his hotness and straightforwardness.

He hated himself for being stupid, why he couldn't even interpret such a simple look in his eyes.

Is this the look in the eyes of Pao/Friends Association? !

This tm is clearly the look that only love can have!

Xu knew some information, Qingyue will look at Fu Shiqian again now, and always feel that he should have discovered the feelings long ago, but only now did he suddenly realize it.

Even so, he didn't dare to be affectionate, and asked Fu Shiqian for answers one by one along with the questions he sorted out.

"Why did you show up at the bar that day? Did you follow me on purpose?" Qing Yue asked.

Fu Shiqian was silent for a while, and replied sincerely: "Yes."

The first question was answered in the affirmative, and Qingyue was startled.

He looked up at Fu Shiqian.

Fu Shiqian made no secrets: "At that time, I was going back to the United States, and I wanted to see you one last time before I left. I was worried when I saw you drinking alone."

"Why is it the last side?" Qingyue's thoughts were diverted.

Fu Shiqian still replied sincerely: "I thought there would be no hope for me."

Qingyue knew it in his heart.

It's a crush.

Fu Shiqian has a crush on him.

With an affirmative answer, Qingyue gained more confidence and took the initiative again: "We had a relationship that night, did I initiate it, or was it your plan?"

Hearing this, Fu Shiqian fell silent for a while.

Qing Yue was dissatisfied and urged: "Is this question difficult to answer?"

Fu Shiqian rarely lowered his head, didn't look at Qingyue again, and said helplessly: "You offered, and I didn't refuse."

Qingyue blushed, and he took a big sip of coffee before he managed to stabilize himself.

He has skin hunger and thirst, and Fu Shiqian grabbed his wrist again at that moment, facing a man who happened to be on his aesthetic point, it's not wrong for him to covet beauty.

But obviously Fu Shiqian also has it, right? !

How could he be sure that it was all on his own initiative, unless...

Thinking of this, Qingyue put down his coffee cup, and looked at Fu Shiqian fixedly, "You lied to me when you said you also have skin hunger?!"

Fu Shiqian raised his head and looked back at him.

He nodded and admitted calmly: "Yes."

Without waiting for Qingyue to ask, he answered truthfully: "I am afraid that you will be embarrassed, and even more afraid that you will leave."

Qingyue's heartbeat has never been normal.

In fact, every word Fu Shiqian said to him was the same as usual, because he understood his heart, and also understood his own heart.

As soon as Fu Shiqian spoke, he felt fatal.

This person is too fucking foul, why are you so flirtatious, do you want him to have a heart attack and go straight to the hospital? !

"So, is it because of me that you came back to China? When did you know me, university or junior high school?

Also, when you gave a Q&A speech at your alma mater, you said that the target was me, what did you mean? "Qingyue couldn't wait, he just wanted to make Fu Shiqian, who was asking and answering, hurry up.

He wanted to know all of Fu Shiqian's feelings for him.

Because he found out, Fu Shiqian was sincere to him, but he never took the initiative to say anything, nor could he explain.

If it wasn't for his accidental discovery today, this person doesn't know how long he will be misunderstood.

Fu Shiqian paused slightly, stared at Qingyue for a moment, and called him softly: "Yue."

"En." Qing Yue tilted his head, and took a sip of the bitter coffee.

No matter how bitter the coffee is, it can't cover the sweetness in his heart.

"This story is a bit long and embarrassing, are you sure you want to hear it?" Fu Shiqian asked him in the twilight breeze as the gentle sea breeze blew.

Qingyue put down the coffee cup and glared at him: "Nonsense!"

The corners of Fu Shiqian's mouth curled up slightly, and there was only affection in Ruhai's eyes.

"I know you are in junior high school, and I saw you read a short composition you wrote at the parent meeting on Friday." Fu Shiqian said slowly.

"You said in the composition, 'Maybe you will be sad because of your bad background, maybe you will be sad because of your bad looks, or maybe you will be sad because of your bad grades, but it doesn't matter.

All we can do is to change what can be changed and accept what cannot be changed.

One day, you will find that God is fair. He gives you less wealth, but more wisdom. He gives you less beauty, but more skills. '

That day, I saw you on the stage confident, sunny and cheerful. "

Qingyue was a little confused, but also a little emotional.

Because even he himself can't remember when this happened.

He didn't speak, and quietly listened to Fu Shiqian's next words.

"I remember your name, Qingyue. Every parent's day in the future, I will secretly look at you.

I found that you are like me, no parents come to school, but you are different from me, you are not inferior, not timid, and you will not be sad, and you are very happy to communicate with teachers and classmates.

You have your own world and won't be disturbed by anything. "

What Fu Shiqian said, Qingyue was somewhat impressed.

It's not that he doesn't want his parents to come to school on Parents' Day. It's because his mother is seriously ill and needs regular medical treatment, and his father is busy with his career and has to take care of his mother. Naturally, no one will come.

But he's used to it for a long time, and he doesn't think it's a problem.

Compared with the quietness at home, he is happier at school with his teachers and classmates.

He was just doing his own thing, but he didn't want all of this to be seen by Fu Shiqian.

Thinking of Fu Shiqian's heavy childhood and youth, he could understand.

Although his mother is sick and his father is busy, his parents love him, and he can feel it, so he won't feel inferior, let alone feel sad.

But Fu Shiqian was different. His mother was seriously ill and his father was still a scumbag.

He should be longing for a normal family.

"At that time, I was too young to distinguish feelings, and I thought I was just envious of you.

So from now on, as long as I feel depressed, I will secretly visit you, seeing your cheerful smile, I will feel healed. "Fu Shiqian lowered his eyes and continued to speak slowly.

"I panicked until I heard that you were going back to China for high school. It was at that moment that I understood my feelings.

In the long-term snooping and envy, I gave birth to love for you. "

Hearing this, Qingyue raised his eyes, just in time to bump into Fu Shiqian's deep and soft eyes, as if he wanted to drown him.

Under the affectionate and gentle gaze, Qingyue heard him continue: "The day before you left, I wanted to confess my love to you, even though I had nothing at that time.

But……"

"But what?" Qing Yue asked eagerly with a bad feeling.

Fu Shiqian lowered his eyes: "You said you like girls."

Qingyue's brain shut down for a few seconds.

"When the fuck did I..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew what Fu Shiqian was referring to.

It was the graduation ceremony of the third year of junior high school, because he was leaving the next day, and a few friends came to take pictures with him as a souvenir.

Before the filming was over, a boy wearing glasses suddenly came, handed him a pink love letter, and confessed timidly: "Senior, I'm in the second grade..., I like you."

Qing Yue couldn't remember who was in the second grade, but he was sure it wasn't Fu Shiqian.

Naturally, Qingyue didn't accept the love letter.

Not to mention the puppy love, he didn't even know who the primary school boy was, not to mention that he was going back to China the next day, so he found an excuse to send him away.

At that time, he didn't know his sexual orientation at all, so he used an excuse that seemed very popular at his age.

- "Sorry, I like girls."

Thinking of this suddenly, Qingyue was startled.

He asked eagerly: "Did you hear that?!"

Fu Shiqian did not deny it: "I am behind you."

"Fuck!" Qingyue couldn't hold back a curse word, not giving up, "Then how do you know that I like men again?"

Fu Shiqian replied truthfully: "I misunderstood you and Qingyan."

He only opened his mouth, and Qingyue understood almost everything, but Fu Shiqian still explained in detail: "After you returned to China, I tried to forget you, but I couldn't.

When I learned that you were returning to the United States as an exchange student, in order to see you again, I applied for a graduate student at your school.

For a year, I was still like a voyeur, paying attention to you silently, but I didn't dare to disturb you.

After you returned to the country, I thought that our intersection should be completely broken, and I planned to hide this unrequited crush in my heart.

However, it has become a habit to pay attention to you silently. No matter how restrained I am, I still can't help but look at your movements every once in a while.

Then I thought you fell in love with Qingyan, because you started to focus on yourself, you are the only one who is different to him.

I hastily dealt with the company's affairs, and came to you again on the grounds that I wanted to return to China for development.

When I returned to China, I realized that I had misunderstood him. He is your own brother.

Hope turned into disappointment, I still decided not to disturb your life, I just want to see you one last time before I leave. "

That night at the bar.

Qing Yue understood.

It was his initiative that gave Fu Shiqian hope.

No wonder...

No wonder in the sporadic fragments he can remember, there are such dialogues

"I'm a man." Fu Shiqian said to him seriously.

He kissed Fu Shiqian's lips, and impatiently unbuttoned his shirt, and said in a daze, "I just like men."

He was so drunk that he couldn't remember the specific scene at that time, but he still remembered the light in Fu Shiqian's eyes at that moment.

He asked, "Are you sure?"

Qingyue answered him with a more eager kiss.

With the answers to everything, Qingyue felt a sense of steadfastness in his heart.

He looked up at Fu Shiqian with sincere eyes and a serious tone.

His words were mixed in the sea breeze, but they were not blown away, which is enough to show his firmness.

He said, "Fu Shiqian, let's get the certificate."