After being marked by the school grass hero

"After we get married, your Uncle Li and I may go to City B."

After walking a little farther, Ye Qiong sat down at a flower bed in the garden. She was wearing a white lace dress and a pearl necklace was tied around her slender neck. Sitting in the flower bed, she looked extraordinarily dignified and beautiful.

She looked at Fu Duqiu standing in front of her, slowly stroked her stomach, and said softly, "I... am pregnant."

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Duqiu's usually plain face finally relaxed. He opened his mouth, concealed the surprise in his eyes, and nodded to show that he heard it.

"The feng shui of city B raises people, and your Uncle Li's company property is there. It is the best choice for me and him to settle in city B." Ye Qiong gently took Fu Duqiu's hand, and the latter only paused slightly. After a while, he sat next to Ye Qiong.

He nodded and said in agreement: "It's pretty good, it's really a good place."

"...Xiao Qiu, do you want to go abroad?" Ye Qiong hesitated for a moment, then said softly to Fu Duqiu.

After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Fu Duqiu to answer, as if she was afraid that the other party would refuse, she continued to express her thoughts: "I know you want to study law, and I have already contacted foreign universities, waiting for you to study in the third year of high school." You can go abroad directly after finishing your studies. When you come back from your studies, I can give you funds to open a law firm."

Perhaps Ye Qiong always felt that she owed Fu Duqiu, so she was a little anxious when she said this.And Fu Duqiu didn't directly refuse after listening, but just nodded, saying that he would think about it for a while.

After hearing what he said, Ye Qiong gave a rare smile, then remembered something, and continued to ask: "That classmate of yours just now... has a good relationship?"

Speaking of this, Fu Duqiu's expression changed a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes softened a lot.He nodded in response, "Well, I have the closest contact with him in school."

In just this moment, the delicate Ye Qiong saw through Fu Duqiu's thoughts.

She knew that her son had always been able to stand alone in everything, so she didn't say much, she just smiled and said with relief: "That's good, I can rest assured that there are classmates who can play with you."

We chatted like this for a while, and 10 minutes had passed by the time we left.Fu Duqiu helped Ye Qiong get up, walked a few steps along the way, and saw Duan Wei standing around the corner.

The other party seemed to have stood there for a long time, even the shoulders were covered with falling flowers.The winter wind was cold, and Duan Weici's white face was blown slightly red.

Fu Duqiu looked at him and asked, "Why didn't you go back?"

Ye Qiong, who was standing beside her, also looked over curiously.

"...I want to go back too, but I'm lost." Duan Wei was a little embarrassed, and waved his hands again and again after speaking, saying, "I didn't hear anything!"

I only heard the phrase "whether to go abroad or not".

Seeing his appearance like a cat with its tail trampled on, Ye Qiong couldn't help smiling at the side, and said to Fu Duqiu: "You can send your classmate off, I'll go to the front hall."

Hearing this, Fu Duqiu gave some worried instructions, and watched Ye Qiong leave.

At this time there were only the two of them left in the garden, Fu Duqiu looked back at Duan Wei.And the latter just watched him walk over slowly, stretched out his hand and stroked his side slowly.

Maybe it was because of what he heard accidentally just now, which made Duan Wei feel a little guilty for a moment, he dodged slightly, and then felt Fu Duqiu raised his hand to gently touch his shoulder: "You have flowers on your shoulder."

After the words fell, a few petals fell from Duan Wei's shoulders, he looked at the ground in a daze, then looked at Fu Duqiu, and said, "Thank you."

"What's the matter, haven't seen me for a few months and you've become so polite?" Fu Duqiu led him to the front hall, bumping into many Omegas who wanted to strike up a conversation along the way, but they all took Duan Weiyi's eyes. , and then walked away.

Seeing his relaxed face, Duan Wei didn't bother to put it away, and said, "Isn't that because your mother is here, how dare I make trouble in your territory?"

"Are you still afraid of my mother?" Fu Duqiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Wei with interest.

Duan Wei is actually a little complicated at the moment. He just overheard Ye Qiong's suggestion that Fu Duqiu go abroad, and then ran away very interestingly. He didn't hear anything about the subsequent conversation, and he didn't know Fu Du Did Qiu agree?

After all, the two of them have been classmates for more than two months. In terms of feelings, Fu Duqiu is no longer the cold name in the original novel to him, but a fresh soul.

If Fu Duqiu really went abroad, not to mention that he couldn't complete the main task, he would also be a little disturbed.

So he echoed absent-mindedly: "Yes, if she sees you, a top student, hanging out with me every day, won't she immediately ask you to stay away from me?"

Hearing this, Fu Duqiu smiled and seemed to be in a good mood: "No, my mother likes you very much."

"...That's because I'm a rarity in the first place." Duan Wei said very smugly.

At first I thought the other party would ignore it, but Fu Duqiu followed his words and said softly: "Yes, it's rare to recruit people."

"..." Duan Wei was choked by his unclear expression for a while, and abruptly changed the topic: "Tomorrow is the New Year, do you have any plans?"

"No, I guess I lived it alone." Fu Duqiu shook his head, "I don't have any sense of ritual for this kind of traditional festival, so it's the same as usual."

He looked the same as when the wedding was going on before, and the expression on his face was not turbulent, but the more he was like this, the more uncomfortable Duan Wei felt.

"……Oh."

Duan Wei lowered her head, looked at the fallen flowers all over the ground, and replied thoughtfully.

The two of them walked toward the front hall in a casual manner. At this time, the guests at each table had finished their meal, and they were all sitting at the round table chatting with each other.Qiao Ying didn't bother to sit down anymore, and after chatting with Ye Qiong for a while, she was ready to go home, so Duan Wei had no choice but to go back with her.

Duan Weiwei looked at the scenery of lights and festoons outside the window on the road, but his heart was heavy.

Before the vehicle started, he glanced at Fu Duqiu who was standing at the entrance of the stadium, and he was walking freely among various guests.When he noticed Duan Wei's gaze, Fu Duqiu raised his head, waved at Duan Wei from a distance, then turned and entered the stadium.

Seeing this, Duan Wei turned his face sideways, thinking about something.

The next day came quickly. Early in the morning, Duan's father put all the dumplings made yesterday into the pot, and then woke up Duan Wei who was still under the quilt and didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock last night.

The family of three sat around the table happily. Duan Wei filled the glass with milk, raised his glass to Duan's father and Duan's mother, and said indistinctly to the two dumplings: "New year, wish old Duan He and Ms. Qiao have a lot of money and good health!"

Duan's father and Duan's mother were all dressed in red, and when they heard this, they laughed so hard that they squinted their eyes together, and holding a cup, they said, "In that new year, I wish Xiao Duan can get into a good university!"

"Since when are you still talking about studies, is it so difficult to wish me happy every day?" Duan Wei was not happy.

Duan's father laughed louder, nodded Duan Wei's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You are heartless, silly every day, aren't you happy enough?!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..." Duan Wei laughed so hard that he almost fell off the bench.

After eating the dumplings, Duan Wei sat on the sofa and turned on the phone to receive blessings from all directions.Duan Weiyi replied, and when he was about to turn off the phone, the screen suddenly lit up.

I saw Fu Duqiu sent a message: [Happy New Year, I hope you will solve all the math problems you encounter this year. ]

Good fellow, he felt that Duan's father and Fu Duqiu were indeed friends who had forgotten the year, and that the blessings on the happy days were almost the same.

The sound of washing dishes came from the kitchen. Duan Wei did not reply directly to the message, but turned around and looked at the street sign on Wutong Lane not far away through the half-open window in front of him.

The sycamore tree had lost all its leaves at this time, leaving only bare branches and the red lanterns that had just been hung on it a few days ago.The pedestrians passing by are all beaming. As every Chinese, on such a special day, they will have unified happiness.

So Duan Wei remembered what Fu Duqiu said yesterday, he sat for a while, seemed to have made up his mind, got up and said to Father Duan in the kitchen: "Dad, do you still have the dumplings from just now?"

On the other side, Fu Duqiu opened the window, and the cold winter wind blew in from the outside.

He looked across the street at the supermarket not far away, and finally walked back to the refrigerator and took out the leftover noodles from the previous few days.

The New Year is a familiar yet unfamiliar festival for him. Before he was six years old, he spent every New Year with his parents.

It's a pity that he was still young at the time, and he didn't have much of an impression. Later, when he could remember, he never had a complete and ceremonial New Year.

But this time is even more special, this is the first time for him to celebrate the new year alone.

Fu Duqiu turned on the TV on the way to the kitchen, and the sketch of the Spring Festival Gala was played on the screen.He turned up his voice, and exaggerated laughter filled the room.

Putting water into the pot, he turned on the gas to prepare to boil the water.While waiting, Fu Duqiu picked up the phone and opened the familiar dialog box.

Duan Wei didn't reply.

Fu Duqiu couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.It stands to reason that no one would ring the doorbell of his house at this time, Fu Duqiu thought it was Fu Chengping looking for trouble again, so he frowned even tighter.

He put the phone aside, then turned off the fire, and when he walked to the door, he picked up the baseball bat in the entrance to defend himself.

With a "click", the door lock opened, and Fu Duqiu's back stiffened.

Duan Wei stood behind the door, wearing a bright red padded jacket with a fluffy scarf around his neck.Every time he took a breath, the features on the scarf fluttered along with his breathing.

Seeing the door open, Duan Wei raised the thermos in his hand and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Happy New Year, I'm here to give you a sense of ceremony!"