The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

At noon, Lu Xia hung a firecracker at the entrance of the corridor, which crackled and resounded all around.Sister Chen opened the window angrily, poked her head out and shouted downstairs: "You surnamed Lu, why are you so crazy! How can you set off firecrackers at this time!"

The choking white smoke drifted into the air, and Sister Chen inhaled a big gulp out of excitement, almost coughing out her lungs.

The corners of Lu Xia's mouth were raised high, and she raised her hand to disperse the lingering white mist in front of her eyes, squinting her eyes and shouted: "What do you know, people have to celebrate when they are happy."

"Damn!" Sister Chen spat and said disdainfully, "Are you a bridal chamber wedding or a gold medal title, what a fart."

"Hey, you're really right. Although it's not me, the title on the gold list is real." Lu Xia said happily, "Your son has dropped out of school and gone to work. What a coincidence, our family Fu Zhiyang passed the exam. We have entered a key high school, otherwise the two of us could still be classmates."

This is really a shame.Sister Chen's face turned green, she picked up a broom and threw it down hard.

She lived on the second floor, and Lu Xia easily dodged it. She didn't forget to pick it up and throw it into the trash can for her.

He flaunted it proudly, and went back to the house contentedly. Fu Zhiyang took a shower in the bathroom, and the steaming water escaped from the crack of the door.

Lu Xia is in a good mood and everything is pleasing to the eye.It was rare for him to take the initiative to clean up the messy table, and 10 minutes later he couldn't help picking up his mobile phone to look at the report card.

Look, what a beautiful score.

After Fu Zhiyang took a shower, he came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and while wiping his hair, he said, "Don't look at it, the score will be the same if you look at it again, it won't go up."

Lu Xia put away her phone, concealed her joy, and asked, "What do you want to eat, can I take you there?"

"I don't want to eat anything." Fu Zhiyang went to the balcony to dry the towel, and said with his wet hair, "I'm going out later."

"What are you doing out?"

"Play." Fu Zhiyang blew on the dangling hair on his forehead, "I made an appointment with someone to play golf in the afternoon."

"Oh." Lu Xia replied, lowering her eyes lightly.He originally wanted to take Fu Zhiyang out for a meal or a game in the afternoon, but he thought that he would not want to accompany him in the afternoon at all.

Fu Zhiyang waited until his hair was dry before leaving, and changed into a black sportswear, making him look even more slender and tall.With the ball in his arms, he turned his head and waved at Lu Xia: "Let's go."

Lu Xia glanced at him and said, "Don't play too late, come back early."

"understood."

Fu Zhiyang turned and went out, and the door closed with a sound.

The room was empty, and the faint sound of footsteps gradually went away.

Lu Yan sat on the chair for a while, and the phone rang suddenly.

It was a call from the crew, asking him to help move the props now.

Lu Xia asked for a day off, and now she has nothing to do, so she agreed.

Lu Xia didn't know about the filming process of the film crew. He was out in the wind and sun every day, and only saw the lead actor and director from a distance. The people who usually come into contact with him are the staff.The progress may be fast today, the actors took a break at halftime, the reclining chairs were arranged in a row inside the house, and there was a lot of chatting and laughing inside, only Lu Yan was moving props outside the door.

It is said to be a prop, but it is actually a pile of bricks.Lu Xia was too tired to lift his arms after carrying it with bare hands a few times, so he borrowed a small cart, gritted his teeth and pushed it forward.

"Hey, thank you for your hard work." The person who called him smiled at him, but he had no intention of coming up to help at all.

The pile of bricks gradually decreased. Lu Yan filled the last cart and was about to leave when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

"That's what you do in the crew?" The familiar voice was sharp, mixed with disbelief and anger.

Before Lu Yan could turn around, someone snatched the handlebars in the next second. Fu Zhiyang threw the car on the ground with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice, "You are the only one moving it? What about others?"

The bricks that were finally carried up rolled to the ground, and Lu Xia was almost hit on the foot. He was too tired to get angry, took a deep breath and said, "Didn't you go out to play? Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few boys ran up behind him, pointed at Fu Zhiyang panting and said, "What are you doing so fast... The assistant director is my father, and the security guards won't arrest you."

Fu Zhiyang stared at Lu Xia intently, his fist hanging by his side trembling slightly.When the people in the room heard the movement, several staff members came over, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

The boy who spoke just now pointed to his back, and said with a playful smile: "I'm here to find my dad, and I'll bring my friends to play."

The staff looked back and saw the assistant director standing by the door, beckoning him to come over.

"Okay." The staff put on a smiling face immediately, and said to Lu Xia before leaving: "Hurry up, the filming will start in a while."

The stiff Fu Zhiyang didn't know which switch was pressed, and he raised his leg to catch up. Lu Yan quickly grabbed his fist, just like blocking him in the hospital before, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, just go, Interrupting my work."

"What the hell is work?" Fu Zhiyang slowly let go of his fist and let him hold it, his expression still ugly: "Can't you see that they are bullying you?"

The boys beside him looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know why he cared so much about a migrant worker, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, they just made up an excuse and slipped away.

Lu Ya's mouth was dry, and she didn't want to argue with him, so she said briefly: "I know, I can't change it, you can go back."

Fu Zhiyang's back was like a tight bow, as if he could rush into the room like an arrow off the string in the next second, and beat up those bullying bastards.

"Don't be naive." Lu Yan saw through him at a glance, and said lightly: "This is how society is, where the weak prey on the strong, and resistance is useless. It will only make me lose this job."

Fu Zhiyang seemed to have been punched hard by someone, his shoulders slowly drooped, and he stared down at the bricks on the ground without saying a word.

Lu Xia loaded the bricks into the cart again, Fu Zhiyang reached out to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Let me do it."

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Lu Yan agreed or disagreed, he pushed the cart to deliver the bricks, then cleaned up the garbage on the ground expressionlessly, and asked, "Is it gone? Can we go?"

His tone was blunt, obviously still angry.

Lu Xia patted the ashes on her body, and forced the corners of her mouth to twitch: "Today is gone, let's go."

On the way home, Fu Zhiyang went into a supermarket, bought a bottle of water and handed it to Lu Xia.

The corners of Lu Xia's mouth were so dry that it felt much better after drinking half a bottle of water. She sighed softly, and comforted her: "You don't need to be angry, I won't be angry at you for anything."

Fu Zhiyang pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Lu Xia continued: "Believe me, sooner or later I will be better than them, and I won't be bullied by that time."

Fu Zhiyang glanced at him: "What about now? Do you want to stay there forever?"

"Otherwise." After drinking the last sip of water, Lu Xia wiped the corner of her mouth and said, "That's the only way."

☆、Chapter 46

The summer vacation was fleeting, it was nearly three months, and Fu Zhiyang only earned a few thousand dollars.

Despite 1 disapprovals from Lu Xia, he insisted on going his own way and worked as a salesperson in a shopping mall.As Lu Xia said, he couldn't bear hardships, and his legs hurt after standing for a day.

Pain is pain, he still went the next day, went for two consecutive months, and got the first money he had earned in his life.

As a result, on the first day of school, all tuition fees were paid.

Fu Zhiyang was a little downcast, and Lu Xia comforted him: "It's okay, don't waste this money, study hard, after all, the tuition fee is earned by yourself."

Perhaps this sentence played a role. After Fu Zhiyang entered high school, he never made any troubles for him. Even the teacher rarely called his parents.

The intensity and speed of studying in high school is better than that in junior high school. An exam was organized within a month after the start of school. Lu Yan didn't know about it at first, until Fu Zhiyang casually said that he got thirteenth place in the exam during the meal that day.

Lu Xia was so shocked that she almost lost her chopsticks.

Fu Zhiyang was very calm: "I have forgotten a lot of knowledge in junior high school."

Emotions haven't been tested yet.Lu Xia was happy in his heart, but he still had to put on airs on his face. He thought he had always been the image of a parent in front of Fu Zhiyang, so he couldn't be too obvious, lest he be proud.So Lu Xia cleared her throat and said, "It's okay, keep working hard."

The potential of young people is unlimited, and there will always be unexpected surprises.

In the second exam, Fu Zhiyang directly brought back a certificate, which said "No.10"

Lu Yan was dizzy from exhaustion, but now she pulled herself together and went out to buy a set of firecrackers and two bottles of beer.Seeing that he was about to hang it at the door of the corridor to light it, Fu Zhiyang snatched the lighter and said with his hand on his forehead, "Are you crazy, setting off firecrackers in the middle of the night? Be careful when the neighbor gets up from the bed and beats you."

There is evening self-study in high school. Although Fu Zhiyang is a day student, he can only leave after evening self-study. It is almost ten o'clock when he gets home, and it is almost 10:30 now.Lu Xia has always been heartless, and things without public morals are the most handy, but for Fu Zhiyang's sake, he still took back the firecrackers: "Okay, let's set it off tomorrow."

Two bottles of beer were placed on the table, Fu Zhiyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this for me?"

"It's a good idea." Lu Yan directly used the edge of the table to open the bottle cap and said, "We drank together."

He poured two full glasses, white foam overflowed, and the smell of wine permeated instantly.

Fu Zhiyang was still wearing his school uniform, his face faded from hostility was vivid and calm, his bright black eyes stared at the wine in front of him, and he asked unhurriedly: "Didn't you say you can't drink before you reach adulthood?"

"Hey, it's only six months away, rounding it up, it's considered an adult." Lu Yan took the lead to pick up the wine glass and said, "This is the first time I drink it. It happens to be a rest tomorrow. It doesn't matter if I get drunk or fall asleep."

Fu Zhiyang also picked up the wine glass, after thinking about it, he decided to continue to hide it from Lu Xia.

He drank alcohol a long time ago, and often fooled around with a group of cronies in junior high school, and he had never been anywhere.Only Lu Yan was kept in the dark, thinking that he hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol.

After drinking a glass of wine, Fu Zhiyang didn't feel drunk, except for a little redness at the tips of his ears, he looked the same as usual.

Lu Ya was amazed: "To be honest, I was not used to drinking alcohol for the first time. I vomited after taking a sip. You will be fine after drinking a glass. It's amazing."

Fu Zhiyang pretended to be modest and said: "It's just a glass."

He then wanted to pour another glass, but was stopped by Lu Xia.

"Okay, don't get really drunk, go to sleep."

Fu Zhiyang didn't force him, he got up and walked to the bed.The bed ladder creaked when he stepped on it, and his long legs reached two steps at a time. The hem of the school uniform was caught by a piece of rust, revealing a clear and thin waistline.During the movements, the front abdomen is looming, and the abs that were a little immature before have begun to take shape.

Fu Zhiyang sat up and saw Lu Xia staring at him, and asked aloud, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yan seemed startled, and suddenly looked away, using the drunkenness brought by alcohol to cover up her expression well: "It's nothing, stop playing with your phone, go to bed early."

Lu Xia was also extremely tired, and even more drowsy after drinking. He went to the door and turned off the light, and went back to bed in the dark.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, and occasionally a whistle sounded on the road in the distance, and then it returned to silence.Any sound in the darkness was magnified countless times, Fu Zhiyang slowly opened his closed eyelids, and said in a low voice, "Can't you sleep?"

The person under the bed who was about to turn over was silent for two seconds, then sighed: "A little bit."

Fu Zhiyang didn't feel sleepy either, he casually put his arms behind his head and asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

"..."

After another silence, Lu Xia mumbled, "It's nothing."

After he was drunk, he was unresponsive, and his voice sounded like it was separated by a layer of fog. Fu Zhiyang was stunned to hear the cuteness, so he couldn't help laughing, and teased him: "Could you be thinking of me?"

"Don't be too sentimental." Lu Xia snorted.

What Fu Zhiyang didn't know was that after he asked that sentence just now, Lu Xia's breathing became disordered for a moment.

"Shut up and go to sleep." Lu Xia seemed to have lost her patience, urged dissatisfiedly, turned over and covered her head, and fell silent.

After a while, subtle and even breathing sounded, Fu Zhiyang opened his eyes, and listened quietly for a moment, sleepiness overwhelmed him, and his consciousness was taken away in an instant.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, he only knew that when he woke up the next day, Lu Xia was gone.

Fu Zhiyang opened his eyelids, feeling a little uncomfortable being pierced by the sunlight all over the room, he squinted his eyes for a while, and then sat up from the bed.

Two bottles of wine were still on the table, and one of them seemed to be missing.It is estimated that Lu Xia was too lazy to pour water and took a sip of wine.

Fu Zhiyang cleaned the house and went out with a bag of garbage.

I met Sister Chen when I was throwing out the trash. Although she was not polite to Lu Xia, she seemed a little afraid of Fu Zhiyang. What's more, now that Fu Zhiyang was admitted to a key high school, and golden phoenixes flew out of the tube building, Sister Chen dared not treat him badly. Say each other.

She snorted, carrying the cardboard box that had just been dug out of the trash can in her hand, turned to leave, but was stopped by Fu Zhiyang.

"Sister Chen." Fu Zhiyang had no expression on his face, and said in a steady tone: "I know you have a bad relationship with Lu Xia, and he is not a good person, but I still want to say something."

"He's not the wretch you say, nor is he a pervert. Although he can't accomplish anything now, the future is uncertain."

Sister Chen's complexion changed again and again, probably because she wanted to scold him, but she didn't have the guts, and finally said with a livid face: "You know nothing about your child, you don't even know you were cheated by him."

Fu Zhiyang didn't say any more, but glanced at her coldly from the end of his eyes, full of menace.

Sister Chen didn't dare to say a word, and ran away with her tail between her legs.

After that, when Lu Yan set off a whip at the door again, Sister Chen just threw the broom down, and never pointed at his nose and cursed again.

☆、Chapter 47

A semester is fleeting, and in the summer vacation of the second year of high school, Fu Zhiyang insisted on following Lu Xia to sell chocolates.

Lu Xia was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help it, so she said in a bad mood, "Didn't I tell you to enroll in a cram school, why are you following me?"

Fu Zhiyang said confidently, "I don't need to go to cram school for my grades."

"..."

Lu Xia was speechless.

This kid got the third place in the class in the final exam and the tenth grade in the grade. There was really no need for extra-curricular tutoring.

but……

He frowned and said, "Do you think selling chocolate is an easy job?"

"It's not easy." Fu Zhiyang said with a smile, "So I want to experience it with you."

Lu Xia couldn't say no to him, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Because the actors were not in good condition, the production crew had a three-day rest. He had nothing to do and bought a few boxes of chocolates and set up a stall at the entrance of a large shopping mall in the city center.

It was midsummer, and it was stuffy and hot outside, and there was only a canopy at the door to shade from the sun. Lu Xia stayed there for a few days, and every time he came back, his face was flushed.

He has a special physique, no matter how much sun he gets, he won't get tanned, but he will get redder with more sun.

He still got up early that day, put the chocolate on a rented bicycle, and tied it with a nylon rope.Originally, he could have rode directly, but there was an extra Fu Zhiyang behind him, so he had to walk there on foot.

There is plenty of cold wind in the mall, and you can feel the coolness squatting at the door.Lu Xia unloaded the box, took out a few leaflets, put them on the steps, and said to Fu Zhiyang, "Sit."

Fu Zhiyang sat down in response.

There were not many people in the morning, only the grandpa and aunt strolled around with their hands behind their backs, took a symbolic look, then pouted and left.

Lu Xia sat up straight and yelled at the top of her voice when she saw someone passing by, but it didn't help at all, and few people stopped.

Fu Zhiyang kept silent all the time, Lu Xia thought that his patience was exhausted, so he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "If you feel bored, go quickly, the mall is still cool."

Without saying a word, Fu Zhiyang took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him: "Wipe off your sweat."

Beads of sweat burst out from the corner of Lu Xia's forehead, glistening in the sun, and slid down the corner of her clothes along the curve of her side face.He reached out to take it and muttered, "It's quite a conscience."

The corners of Fu Zhiyang's mouth curved slightly, and he stood up suddenly while he was wiping his sweat.Lu Xia looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Just wait and see." Fu Zhiyang stretched his waist, adjusted the curvature of the corner of his mouth, picked up a box, and walked to the front.

As noon approached, the sun was getting hotter and hotter. The young people coming and going were wearing sun umbrellas. They didn't want to stay in this open-air place for a second, so they hurried over.

Fu Zhiyang looked at the right time, walked up to the girls, poked his head from a distance and said with a smile: "Hello, do you need chocolate?"

He looks good, and his small canine teeth are faintly visible when he smiles. The girls couldn't take their eyes away when they saw him, especially when they saw his temples wet with sweat, they were shaken for a moment and said cheerfully: "Okay, let's buy some."

This trick has been tried and tested, and a box of chocolates is sold out in a short while.

Lu Xia blinked in disbelief: "Sold out?"

"En." Fu Zhiyang nodded with a smile.

He bought two bottles of ice water with the money he earned, unscrewed the lids and handed them to Lu Yan, seeming to sigh, "I only know how much a box of chocolates is worth now."

Lu Yanjin's chocolates are not particularly expensive brands, there are only a few boxes in a box, and the money he earns is not enough for his previous meal.

The two squatted at the door until night, and did not pack their boxes and go home until the crowd dispersed.

Only two boxes were sold.

Due to the high temperature, most of the leftover chocolate melted and could not be sold, so they had to keep it for themselves.

Fu Zhiyang took out money from his pocket, stuffed it into Lu Xia's hand, and asked, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Lu Xia picked up two bulk bags and handed them to him. After a long silence, she said, "I don't know, let's talk about it."

Selling this stuff doesn't make any money, so Lu Xia plans to buy something else.

He counted the wrinkled money in his hand, his brows were twisted into a knot under the light, he took out a cigarette in his mouth and lit it: "Let's go."

Fu Zhiyang could see that he was in a bad mood, so he took the initiative to push the handlebars and slowly walked home along the street.

After Lu Xia finished smoking, she tore open a bag of chocolate and stuffed it into her mouth. The melted chocolate was not tasty, it was sweet and greasy, and it was uncomfortable to stick to her mouth.

He remembered that Fu Zhiyang had given him two chocolates a long time ago. It was the first time he ate them, and they were also the best ones he had ever eaten.

The temperature is slightly lower at night, the cool wind blows the clothes, and the sweat on the body cools down slowly in the silence.The location of this street is remote, and only a few small shops are still lit. Lu Xia glanced at it casually, and paused slightly.

"Wait a minute." He called Fu Zhiyang to stop.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhiyang followed his gaze and looked over.

I saw a store on the opposite side of the road. The sign hanging above the door had fallen off, and the word "bookstore" could be vaguely seen.

Lu Xia raised her foot and walked over, Fu Zhiyang asked curiously, "Do you want to buy books?"

"Ah."

The road is very narrow, just a few steps to the opposite side.Fu Zhiyang parked the car and followed Lu Yan in.

The bookstore is fairly bright, with rows of bookshelves filling the cramped hut to the brim, the proprietress is eating instant noodles, when she sees someone coming in, she looks up and smiles, "What book are you here to buy?"

Lu Xia held onto the tip of the pen and thought for a while, but couldn't describe it, so he abducted Fu Zhiyang and said, "What's the name of the information book you used for school...with the numbers, I can't remember it."

Fu Zhiyang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he wanted to buy it for himself, and said slowly, "Five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation?"

"Hey, that's right, this is it." Lu Xia looked at the proprietress, and asked, "Is there any here?"

The proprietress: "How tall are you?"

"High school senior."

"What subject?"

Lu Xian thought about Fu Zhiyang's report card, and it seemed that his Chinese and English were a little weaker, so he said, "Chinese and English."

"It seems that there are actually these two books." The proprietress got up to look for them, and took out two brand new books from the bookshelf not far away, and said, "Look, is this one? It just came in this year."

Fu Zhiyang glanced at it: "Yes."

He watched Lu Yan take out the money to pay, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, took the book and walked outside.

Wusan has complete content, but it is very expensive. He has been reluctant to buy it, and feels that it is not necessary.Unexpectedly, Lu Yan just bought it for him and spent the money he earned that day.

Fu Zhiyang held the book in one hand and pushed the cart with the other, walking beside him silently.

Lu Xia lit another cigarette, puffed out the smoke and said, "Study hard, don't be like me in the future."

Fu Zhiyang tightened his hand holding the book, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He blinked quickly and gave an inaudible "hmm".

The next day, Lu Xia didn't go to sell chocolates anymore, the crew started work ahead of schedule, and he had to go back to work again.

From then on, Fu Zhiyang realized that something was wrong with him.

Every time Lu Ya came home, she smelled of alcohol, and she couldn't even walk steadily. As soon as she entered the door, she rushed into the toilet and vomited, so drunk that she lost consciousness.

Fu Zhiyang couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and asked patiently: "Aren't you moving props in the crew, how can you drink?"

Lu Xia half-opened her eyes, fell on the wall and took a few breaths, and said vaguely: "You know a fart."

Fu Zhiyang asked stubbornly, "Who told you to drink it?"

Lu Xia lowered her head and laughed, "Guess."

"..."

Unable to be as knowledgeable as a drunkard, Fu Zhiyang said with a dull face, "I can't guess."

"I knew you wouldn't be able to figure it out." Lu Yan took a drink break, felt nauseated, and vomited again.

If he drank like this, his body would be finished sooner or later, Fu Zhiyang felt distressed and anxious: "Who the hell is it?"

"Great director." Lu Xia slowed down and said slowly, word by word: "Qin Yonglin."

☆、Chapter 48

Fu Zhiyang didn't know who Qin Yonglin was, but it was definitely not a good thing.

He asked repeatedly, before Lu Xia was willing to explain vaguely: "Recently, he often takes me to meet the big producer, and we drink a few more drinks while chatting, it's not a big deal, it's too late for me to thank him, hiccup. "

Fu Zhiyang frowned and said, "Just take you alone?"

"Nonsense." Lu Xia leaned against the wall in a daze, and muttered, "They are all people with names and surnames. Why don't you just take me with you?"

"..."

Fu Zhiyang couldn't tell what was wrong, so he said in a deep voice, "Be careful that you won't know if you are tricked."

Lu Xia didn't speak, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That is to say, from that day on, every time Lu Xia went home, it was late at night, and she became more and more drunk.Sometimes Fu Zhiyang couldn't wait for him for a long time, so he went to the alley and waited in peace. After a while, he saw Lu Xia getting off a black car. He was so drunk that he couldn't even walk, and almost fell when he got out of the car. But no one went to help him.

The car drove away quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Later, when it got dark, Fu Zhiyang went to the alley to wait, and every time Lu Xia got out of the car, he would carry him on his back.The alley is dark and narrow, and occasionally someone passing by will look at it.

Fu Zhiyang has long since lost his slender arms and legs like in junior high school. He is more than enough to carry Lu Xia on his back, and he still has the strength to chatter, so annoyed that Lu Xia reached out his hand to cover his mouth unbearably.

Drinking too much alcohol can hurt your body, and Lu Xia is no exception.After more than a month of tossing around like this, on the first day of school, Fu Zhiyang received a call from his neighbor on the way home, telling him that Lu Xia fainted on the side of the road and was taken to the hospital.

He ran to the hospital with his schoolbag on his back, his heart hanging in the air, until the moment he saw Lu Yan, he suddenly fell down.

The doctor said that Lu Ya had acute gastritis, and she should pay attention to her diet, especially not to drink alcohol.

But this man ignored the doctor's advice and drank it the next day.

Fu Zhiyang had to go to school during the day, so he couldn't watch him at all. Once he locked the door angrily, and Lu Xia turned out from the balcony.

Fu Zhiyang was angry and helpless, so he found an opportunity to have a good talk with him.

The evening breeze was cool in late summer, the windows were not closed tightly, the white shirt on Lu Xia's body was blown into wrinkles, and the strong smell of alcohol permeated the air.Fu Zhiyang moved a chair and sat opposite him, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Tell me what you have to say, I still have to take a bath." Lu Yan's face was a little pale, and she frowned and looked away.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Zhiyang asked suddenly.

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but when he said that, Lu Yan felt a little overwhelmed, his stomach convulsed, and he immediately bent over.

Fu Zhiyang didn't make any movement, just watched the cold sweat slipping from his forehead, his voice was a little tense: "Why do you still drink when it hurts so much? Are you dying?"

Lu Xia lay on the bed clutching her stomach, and squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "Shut up."

"..."

Fu Zhiyang slowly clenched his hands on his lap, and finally stood up unbearably, rushed forward, grabbed Lu Xia by the collar and forced him to look at him.

"Lu Xia! I asked you if it hurts?"

The two were very close to each other, and Fu Zhiyang could even see Lu Xia's wet eyelashes trembling with his breathing under the light.

With no support for her upper body, Lu Xia could only look up at him with her face up.

After a long silence, Lu Xia lowered his eyes weakly, and his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it.

He said, "Fu Zhiyang, I'm in pain."

"..."

The strength of strangling his neck disappeared in an instant, and Lu Xia fell down, and Fu Zhiyang grabbed his shoulders and helped him up after a while.

"Take medicine." Fu Zhiyang said in a low voice.

Lu Yan didn't have the strength to raise his hand, he pinched his chin and poured it in, his collar was wet a lot.

The effect of the medicine came into play very quickly, Lu Xia was relieved for a while, and her rambunctious stomach finally calmed down.

Seeing him stand up against the edge of the bed, Fu Zhiyang asked coldly, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Xia glanced at him: "Take a bath."

With a good stomach and still drinking, Lu Xia leaned on the wall and entered the bathroom, and the door lock closed with a click.Soon there was the sound of rushing water inside, and hot air escaped from the crack of the door.

Fu Zhiyang was fascinated by the slowly rising heat, and sighed inaudibly.

Lu Xia washed for a long time, until the sound of the hot water gradually died down, he still didn't come out.

Fu Zhiyang waited for a few more minutes, and couldn't help asking: "Lu Xia?"

"..."

There was silence in the room, no one answered.

Before Fu Zhiyang could react, his body had already rushed over. He kicked open the not-so-strong door, waved away the fog in front of him, and looked at the corner of the wall.

I saw Lu Xia curled up there naked, as if she was asleep.

Fu Zhiyang's heart fluctuated up and down, he exhaled heavily, and walked over to help him up: "Lu Xia, wake up."

Lu Xia's eyelids moved, she muttered something, she tilted her head and fell asleep again.

He rested his head on the hollow of Fu Zhiyang's shoulders, his white and delicate legs were slightly opened, and a certain hidden part could be seen at a glance.

Fu Zhiyang glanced at it inadvertently, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and an indescribable hotness rose from his lower abdomen.

The air in the bathroom was poor and it was stuffy, Fu Zhiyang picked up Lu Xia horizontally, and put him on the bed without looking sideways.

But no matter how hard he looked, his body had already reacted.

That night Fu Zhiyang had many absurd and confusing dreams, in which light and shadow overlapped, Lu Xia raised his head and panted unbearably, his body was covered with bruises.

……

The dream was too absurd, Fu Zhiyang didn't sleep well, and woke up very early the next day.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his violent heartbeat slowly subsided in his chest, and the hot feeling that had entangled him all night also gradually faded away.

Fu Zhiyang lay motionless, and sighed softly after a long time.

It turned out to be the case.

You should have noticed it by now, right?

Those inexplicable concern and anger became traceable at this moment.

He likes Lu Xia.

It started a long time ago.

☆、Chapter 49

Fu Zhiyang was deviant since he was a child, and he never did anything out of the ordinary. Now he just fell in love with someone, which is not a big deal to him.

But actually...it's a big deal.

His heart was moved for the first time, and his emotional experience was like a blank sheet of paper. Such a strong and unspeakable liking made him flustered for a while.I don't know how to deal with this relationship, and I don't know how to like someone.

He can only follow his instinct and be nice to Lu Xia, and even better.

It's a pity that Lu Xia is a piece of wood, or the kind of rotten wood that cannot be carved.

Fu Zhiyang almost wrote "like" on his face, but the surname Lu was still indifferent, and even felt that he was mentally ill.

It was rare for the two of them to have breakfast together that morning, and a blatant and overly fiery gaze lingered all the time. Lu Xia couldn't bear to pat down his chopsticks, and gritted his teeth, "Why are you staring at me if you don't eat?"

It looked like he was about to eat him.

Fu Zhiyang withdrew his gaze calmly, coughed lightly: "It's nothing."

Then at night, Lu Yan smelled of alcohol, had a stomachache and wanted to sleep, Fu Zhiyang coaxed him patiently, fed him medicine, and took off his clothes and covered him with a quilt.

——Of course he didn't take off all his clothes, he's not the kind of person who takes the opportunity to eat tofu.

Fu Zhiyang originally wanted to carefully hide this feeling from Lu Xia, but later he felt that there was nothing to hide, so he simply showed it openly, taking care of three meals a day, which made Lu Xia feel uncomfortable.

The days passed by in such an awkward and ordinary way, Fu Zhiyang even thought that it would be good to guard Lu Xia for the rest of his life, although he didn't respond, but it was better than feeling disgusted after knowing it.

But the reality is always unsatisfactory.

Fu Zhiyang woke up early in the morning, the sky was cloudy outside, the pattering rain had been falling for an unknown amount of time, and the thunder rumbled, as if falling on the heart of a person, he couldn't help feeling a little dull.

There was no one under the bed, and Lu Xia left early in the morning.

One of the fried eggs that Fu Zhiyang prepared in advance was missing last night, and there was one left to be heated in the pot. When he lifted the lid, he accidentally touched the edge of the pot, which made his fingertips tingle.

The contrast between the white and slender fingers and the red mark was too stark, Fu Zhiyang took a shower of cold water, inexplicably feeling that he was a bit unlucky today.

He had nothing to do at home, he cleaned the inside and outside of the house, and then he did his homework for a while. When he looked up again, it was already noon.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the bean-sized water droplets hit the glass, winding down in a disorderly manner.

He glanced at the weather forecast, it will rain for the next few days.There are two umbrellas at home, and only one is left now, Fu Zhiyang is a little relieved, and prays that the rain will be light at night.At least on Lu Xia's way home, don't bet too much.

After finishing his homework, he was completely free. There was really nothing to do. Fu Zhiyang wandered around the room bored.

Then he accidentally saw the calendar board hanging on the wall.

There was a thin layer of dust on the calendar card, Fu Zhiyang took out a tissue and wiped it off, his eyes fell on the handwriting drawn on it.There are a few days that are circled, all messy holidays, and salary days.

Fu Zhiyang took a few glances with great interest, and suddenly his eyes paused, falling on the incompatible circle.

No. [-]?

That's not today.

It's not a holiday, and it's not the end of the month, it's still circled with a red pen.

Fu Zhiyang suddenly remembered that in the past few years, Lu Xia would always bring back two cakes on this day.The cake is very small, one for each person, and two bites are enough. Fu Zhiyang even asked him: "Why did you suddenly buy this?"

Lu Xia's answer was: "It was a gift from a colleague."

At that time, Fu Zhiyang didn't care about other things when he was full, and he didn't think about other things. Now he realized that this day was probably Lu Xia's birthday.

Not very likely, he corrected himself in his mind, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Today is Lu Xia's birthday.

The sound of the rain outside didn't seem so annoying anymore, Fu Zhiyang stood there for a while, thinking about how to celebrate him.

The most direct way was to buy a cake, but it was too simple. He wanted Lu Xia to have a different birthday.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Zhiyang called Lu Xia and asked him to come back early at night.

Lu Yan's side was very noisy, as if at a banquet, men's yelling and laughter mixed together, and even the sentence "Xiao Lu hurry up and drink" was faintly transmitted into the phone.

Fu Zhiyang frowned slightly: "Drink less."

Lu Xia was already drunk, and seemed extremely impatient with his words, muttering: "Okay, okay, I got it, hang up."

The call came to an abrupt end, Fu Zhiyang frowned more and more, and turned his head to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, as if his heart was blocked by something.

It's boring, I can't say why.

Time passed quickly, Fu Zhiyang was busy in the kitchen, and three hours had passed.

It was getting late, and the food was just out of the pan.

The trash can is full of fried rapeseed, hard rice, unidentified objects blackened into the bottom of the pot, and dead fish.Fu Zhiyang breathed a sigh of relief with a sense of accomplishment, carefully