never hear

However, he woke up at night because of dry mouth and tongue.

After turning on the light, Yu Hesheng got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water. At this moment, the phone turned on.

"Xiao He, don't be angry."

A message from Fu Zibai was sent.

Yu Hesheng held the water glass in one hand while looking at the dialog box on the phone. He didn't make any movement for a long time. After a while, Fu Zibai sent another message: "I shouldn't have fought with Xia Shangzhou, don't be angry."

Yu Hesheng was actually not very angry, he just didn't understand why they would fight so suddenly, especially when one of the two fighting was Fu Zibai.

It's just that he didn't want to reply for the time being, so after putting down the water glass, he chose to ignore the message, and then turned off the light.

The next message popped up again.

The message contained only two words: "Good night."

Almost subconsciously, Yu Hesheng looked towards his window. The curtains had already blocked the scenery outside the window tightly, and he couldn't see anything.

Then with the faint light of the mobile phone, Yu Hesheng came to the side of the curtain, he lifted a corner carefully, and looked down.

At a glance, he saw Fu Zibai.

Then he saw that Fu Zibai smiled helplessly in his direction, and the streetlights showed his entire face clearly.

Yu Hesheng's heart suddenly beat a little faster.

He stretched out a hand, and slowly put it on his chest, Fu Zibai, how long has he been standing here?

How long has he been waiting for him?

In his mind, Yu Hesheng couldn't help thinking of the scene when he and Fu Zibai first met.

He never denied that Fu Zibai had a good skin, let alone deny that from the very beginning, Fu Zibai treated him very well.

As for himself, it seemed that he didn't give him anything, instead, he brought him a lot of inconvenience. The last car accident also included this one.

It's not that Yu Hesheng couldn't understand the conversation between Xia Shangzhou and Fu Zibai today, on the contrary, he understood it very well.

Leaving the capital was something he had always wanted to do from the very beginning, but in fact, Fu Zibai also had reasons for it.

Fu Zibai likes him, not because he chooses not to pierce the window, but because he chooses to pass by, but to tell him clearly that he likes him.

However, that liking did not put any pressure on Yu Hesheng. It seemed that Fu Zibai was just telling himself his liking.

As far as Fu Zibai is concerned, he has actually done a good job, but Yu Hesheng doesn't feel that he is qualified to accept this love, and he doesn't feel that he is qualified, but it doesn't mean that he is really hard-hearted. A little touched.

Fu Zibai was a ray of light that he met in the midst of difficulties after leaving Xia, Shang and Zhou.

Just because he met a ray of light, Yu Hesheng knew more clearly that he had to leave the capital.

After the car accident, since he heard the reason outside the ward, he decided to leave early.

It seems that people like Xia Shangzhou would not let him go easily, so staying away from Fu Zibai is actually the best for Fu Zibai, Xia Shangzhou, or yourself.

But what about the facts?It turned out that even if he left, Xia Shangzhou and Fu Zibai would still meet after all.

Moreover, judging from Xia Shangzhou's tone, Fu Zibai may be at a disadvantage.

If you can't change anything whether you leave or not, then...you can choose to be moved.

But soon, Yu Hesheng suppressed such thoughts, what is this?Is there really a big difference between one person and two people?If you really choose Xindong, how can you expect that your choice this time will not have the same result as the last choice?

Unable to organize.

The future can never be organized.

But Yu Hesheng picked up the phone, looked at Fu Zibai's "good night", and after a long, long time, he still replied the same "good night".

Then, he saw Fu Zibai lower his head and look at his mobile phone screen. At this moment, he couldn't see Fu Zibai's expression.

Putting down the curtains, Fu Zibai went back to the window and closed his eyes again, thinking:

Life, perhaps because it is unpredictable, will have many surprises.

The next day dawned late, and it seemed that there was a moderate rain in the second half of the night. Yu Hesheng opened the curtains, and there was no one in the place where Fu Zibai was standing last night.

After washing up, Yu Hesheng finally called back to the studio. He only said that he would come later.

He was just about to go out when the doorbell rang.

Looking through the cat's eyes, I saw Fu Zibai standing at the door with breakfast in his hand with a smile on his face.

Only then did Yu Hesheng open the door.

"Have you had breakfast?" Fu Zibai held up the soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand, and there was a somewhat casual Bondi stuck to the corner of his eyes.

The corner of his mouth was still cyan, which made it obvious at a glance that he had fought with someone last night.

It's just that it didn't destroy the gentle temperament around him.

"come in."

Yu Hesheng took the soy milk and fried dough sticks from Fu Zibai's hand, turned his body sideways, and let Fu Zibai enter the room.

"Xiao He, I was impulsive about what happened last night." Fu Zibai came over for breakfast, and he sat opposite Yu Hesheng, his tone was always calm.

Yu Hesheng drank the soy milk calmly, but did not respond.

Then he heard Fu Zibai say again: "Actually, I was at the window last night and saw you."

"Cough, cough, cough." Yu Hesheng choked on the soy milk in an instant.

Raising his head, Fu Zibai stretched out his hand holding a tissue in front of him.

"En...Thank you for the breakfast you brought today." Yu Hesheng stretched out his hand as he spoke, intending to take the tissue from Fu Zibai's hand.

The moment his fingertips touched Fu Zibai's palm, he was gently held by Fu Zibai.

"Xiao He, it's been three months."

In fact, Fu Zibai's strength in holding Yu Hesheng is not strong, as long as Yu Hesheng exerts light force, he can struggle out. However, maybe because of his casual glance by the window last night, he did not choose to withdraw his hand.

Obviously, Yu Hesheng didn't take his hand out, which made Fu Zibai look a little more gentle.

"Xiao He, I like you." He said slowly, "I want to write your name on the household registration book, you know?"

Yu Hesheng was taken aback, he didn't expect that Yu Hesheng would talk to him about this matter at this time and at this place.

After a while, he replied:

"I see."