Sober candy

Obviously, Lin Xu donated a school in his hometown to help poor students in his name, and donated a library to the town in [-]. The one who donated anonymously in his name may also want to live in his hometown. Leave your footprints wherever you go.Fu Jing has also been anonymous many times, and the higher-ups thought it was also donated by him.

After Fu Jing recalled it, he couldn't help smiling.It's quite interesting, he once chased stars, and Lin Xu once chased him.

When Li Wei left, Fu Jing brought a lot of medicinal materials and sauced meat, and he took people to buy them from the merchants who collected the medicinal materials.

The idiot mentioned Codonopsis ginseng in someone's office. What he could have done in the morning was dragged off by the township chief until the afternoon. He spent several hours collecting medicinal materials for him. He confiscated it, and he was embarrassed to say that he misunderstood. Bite your face and ask someone to send it back.

On the first night of October, Lin Xu had said in advance that he would come over. Fu Jing had just arrived home a few hours before driving to the airport to pick up the person. Lin Xu didn't bring any luggage when he came back, anyway, he was at Zhao He tonight. Have a meal at home and stay overnight, and they have to go back to his parents tomorrow.

Some of Lin Xu's clothes are also placed here. In the guest room, Fu Jing moved both of his things into the same room before people came, rearranged the bedroom, and placed a few on the table in a rather romantic way. Bouquet of flowers, next to the double bed, when tidying up, Fu Jing looked at the soft quilt and pillows on the bed with satisfaction——

Old man, old man, we will have to sleep next to each other from now on.

Lin Xu was busy with work, so he closed his eyes and rested as soon as he got in the car, and Fu Jing didn't bother him. When he got home, he went back to Fu Jing's place first, took a shower and changed his clothes.

The few times I saw Lin Xu before, he was either wearing a suit or pajamas. This time when he went out, Fu Jing saw that he had changed into a light and relaxed casual outfit. He had a white T-shirt and a light-colored shirt on top, and slim trousers on the bottom. He looked young and handsome. There is a fairy air in the air when you walk.Xuechang Lin's hair was not gelled, it was fluffy and fluffy, and the broken bangs were casually placed on his forehead, which made his skin white and clean.

Fu Jing grabbed the wrist of the man who was about to go out, pulled him into his arms and held him down, pinched Lin Xu's face with rough fingers, then lifted his broken hair, and kissed him twice on the forehead.

Lin Xu raised his chin, looked at Fu Jing with a gentle smile, and hugged him back.

"Senior Lin, are you refreshed?" Fu Jing sniffed at the hair of the man to smell the fragrance, and couldn't help stretching his fingers in and poking around a few times.

"Well," Lin Xu nodded with a smile, "I'm refreshed."

"The matter of donating to the school," Fu Jing let go, and glanced at him: "Can you explain it?"

"There's nothing to explain," Lin Xu laughed a few times, straightened his hair, and said, "I just miss you and want to do something for you."

"That's what you said," Fu Jing shook her head, "What do the children who are grateful to you think?"

"They don't appreciate me," Lin Xu said with a smile, "They appreciate you."

"Boss Lin is rich and powerful," Fu Jing sighed: "If you miss me, you can donate to the school, but if I miss you, you can only plant flowers."

"That's not bad," Lin Xu smiled, "Cultivate your sentiment."

Fu Jing pushed Lin Xu to go out, while lowering his head and locking the door, he laughed at himself: "I'm just an ordinary person chasing fame and fortune, so I don't have any sentiments."

"Editor Fu is being modest." Lin Xu recalled the small memo that Li Wei sent him, and suddenly became angry: "Isn't your script well written?"

"What's wrong with the script?" Fu Jing looked back at him.

"There is depth." Lin Xu glanced at him.

"depth?"

"That's a good question." Lin Xu mechanically repeated Fu Jing's praise that day, "I didn't expect you to think so deeply."

Fu Jing: "..."

"It's okay." Lin Xu patted him on the shoulder generously, and walked out together with him: "I have no other meaning."

"What?" Fu Jing smiled angrily and slapped his hands away, "Why are you here again?"

"Someone is chasing you, but you don't tell me," Lin Xu put his arms around Fu Jing's shoulders, reached out and pinched his earlobe, and asked, "Fu Bian, isn't this a good thing?"

"What's the matter?" Fu Jing unfastened the keychain, gave Lin Xu a bunch of door keys with rings, put them in his pocket, and glanced at him with a smile: "Boss Lin is jealous?"

"It's not really jealous," Lin Xu touched the keys in his pocket happily, and said, "You're not interested in him."

"Yo!" Fu Jing teased with a smile: "You know that? You even sent someone to protect me. I thought you didn't know about such a big fight!"

"You don't like him, but he has plans for you." Lin Xu ignored Uncle Fu's teasing, and looked at him seriously: "Fu Jing, I don't want people who have plans for you to keep by your side."

"I think what you said makes sense," Fu Jing nodded in agreement more seriously, and said, "Why don't we silence him!"

Lin Xu smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"Let's go!" Fu Jing smiled and dragged people into the car: "Let's go!"

Zhao He and Fu Jing have been friends for many years, like brothers, just like what Lin Xu said, Zhao He's family is Fu Jing's concern here, if Fu Jing really leaves, the most difficult thing to let go of is Zhao He's family of two children.

Chen Ya and Zhao He are busy, Fu Jing often helps people with their children, and the two children also regard him as their uncle. Fu Jing didn't intend to tell them that Fu Jing likes men at first. The children are still young, and they have been exposed to such things Younger son, Fu Jing was afraid that they would know all of a sudden, and he would feel a little bit of negative emotions such as fear and resistance in his heart.

After Zhao He called him that day, Chen Ya knew about it. Zhao Zhengzhou discovered it earlier than Chen Ya. The young man has a big heart and can pretend to be anything. Fu Jing's only worry about taking Lin Xu to Zhao He's house was that I'm afraid Zhao Yu, a little girl, won't accept it.

Before coming, Zhao He called him and told him that there is no need to deliberately tell the child about it. Zhao Yu is a smart child, and maybe he still can't understand it now. When he gets older, he will see it more, and it will come naturally. You know, there is no need for too much pressure.

Lin Xu was obviously much more relaxed than Fu Jing. He walked in with a few boxes of gifts, calm and composed, and he didn't feel like he was going to be a guest at the house of a rival who had been strangled to death. When Zhao He opened the door for him, he was also smiling. I gave him a bear hug, leaned into his ear and smiled and said, "I knew you would come someday!"

"That must be." Lin Xu replied with a smile in his ear.

"By the way, why aren't you old?" Zhao He's self-esteem was hurt by his peers who looked particularly young tonight.

"What about my little Fu when I'm old?" Lin Xu raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"You look almost five or six years younger than him, okay?"

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"You don't conform to the natural law of aging!"

"Existence is reasonable."

"Okay, let go quickly," Fu Jing saw that the two people hugged each other tightly and whispered, so she stepped in dissatisfied, took the things in Lin Xu's hand, and took the opportunity to separate the two: "You two see each other so often, what do you have in mind?"

Zhao He let go of him and stared at Lin Xu's face with envy and hatred.

Lin Xu glanced at him and said, "I'll send you a recipe some other day."

"Beauty?" Zhao He was a little moved.

"It's out of control." Lin Xu corrected him thoughtfully.

"How old are you two?" Fu Jing glanced at them speechlessly. As soon as Lin Xu and Zhao He met, the two of them lost their wits instantly.

"They're all here!" Chen Ya was busy in the kitchen, and when she heard the movement at the door, she poked her head out.

"Sister-in-law." Fu Jing put the things on the table and nodded towards him.

Chen Ya responded, and greeted them with a smile: "Sit down first! We will eat in a while!"

"Chen Ya," Lin Xu had only contacted Zhao He, and hadn't seen Chen Ya for a long time. He walked over and greeted with a smile, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see," Chen Ya said with a smile, "Lin Xu, I really didn't expect you and Fu Jing to get together, it's so surprising, Zhao He told me about you, it's not easy, I really envy you."

"The ones who should be envied are you and Zhao He." Lin Xu smiled and said, "I was quite regretful that I couldn't attend your wedding."

"Just keep the red envelope from you!" Zhao He yelled over there, raising his hand and shaking the wine glass at him: "Old Lin, come! Drink!"

"Here we come!" After Lin Xu asked Chen Ya if he had nothing to help, he also sat next to Fu Jing.

"Who's here?!" Zhao Yu heard the sound and opened the door, came out and stretched out his head.

"Did Uncle Fu Lin come?" Zhao Zhengzhou also opened the door and came out, seeing a big table in the living room and a strange man sitting next to Fu Jing, he shouted excitedly.

Zhao He’s house often has guests come to discuss business and cooperation, smoke, eat and drink. The single-family apartment and small villa are not small, but at the beginning, they were afraid of affecting their children’s future studies. Zhao He’s original house design was sound insulation. Unless someone shouted at the top of their voices, the two of them could not hear the movement outside the house.

But Zhao He was able to guard against others, but he couldn't guard against himself. He had the loudest voice, so Zhao Yu and Zhao Zhengzhou were usually summoned out of the room when they heard him.

Zhao Yu was rather shy in front of outsiders, so she sat obediently on one side when eating, and only picked two or three dishes in front of her when she was eating. Lin Xu sat across from her, and she didn't have the nerve to look up at him.Zhao Zhengzhou loves to be noisy, and since he got to the table, he met his father and his father, and after confirming that the man in the light blue shirt is his aunt, he sat down next to him and began to introduce himself to others .

"Uncle Lin, I'm Zhao Zhengzhou," Zhao Zhengzhou was shorter than a person, and he had to raise his head when speaking, with a familiar face: "Do you still remember me, we had a phone call before!"

"Remember," Lin Xu said with a smile, "The last time your name was Fu Zhengzhou, how old were you?"

"Twelve," Zhao Zhengzhou enthusiastically pointed to his sister who bowed her head to eat, and introduced: "Uncle Lin, her name is Zhao Yu, she is one year younger than me, everyone says we look alike, look at me Do the two look alike?"

"Zhao Zhengzhou! Shut up!" Zhao Yu raised his head and glared at Zhao Zhengzhou, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Lin Xu.

"Well," Lin Xu smiled and beckoned to Zhao Yu, then turned his head and whispered to Zhao Zhengzhou, "It's quite similar."

"That's it!" Zhao Zhengzhou was very embarrassed, he stuffed a prawn in his mouth and chewed: "Follow me!"

"Fuck you bastard!" Zhao He yelled from the other side of the table: "You're talking nonsense! Where can I follow you!"

"If you look like me, just follow me!" Zhao Zhengzhou felt innocent.

"The child looks like his parents." Fu Jing stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile, "It's up to you as a brother."

Zhao Zhengzhou immediately defended: "What I said is similar at random, doesn't it mean similar at random?"

"Stupid not stupid!" Zhao He said something, then picked a big chicken leg and poked him into the bowl: "Shut your mouth and eat yours!"

"Another chicken wing!" Zhao Zhengzhou said, "Grind my teeth."

Fu Jing smiled and gave someone another chicken wing.

"What would Xiaoyu want to eat?" Lin Xu handed her a plate of corn and shrimp in front of him. He saw her staring at her for a long time just now, and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Okay," Chen Ya served them a meal, sat down on their seats, took Lin Xu's plate, and put a new dish in front of Zhao Yu, and took a picture of Zhao Yu to remind him: "Xiaoyu, don't you want to say thank you, Uncle Lin?"

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Zhao Yu looked up at Lin Xu again. Seeing someone smiling and nodding at her, he blushed and couldn't help but add, "Uncle Lin is so young."

Chen Ya echoed "Yes" with a laugh, Zhao He snorted unhappily at the side, Zhao Zhengzhou teased Zhao Yu with a smile, the clear smell of wine mixed with the smell of vegetables overflowing the room, and the one after another The voice is lively and warm.

Fu Jing turned his head to look at Lin Xu's side face, his eyes were soft, he gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and called him.

"Huh?" Lin Xu turned his head to look at him, and clinked a glass for him with a smile: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Fu Jing shook his head with a smile, then he drank the wine in his glass.

The happiest person at the banquet was Zhao He. He drank a lot and dragged Fu Jing and Lin Xu to drink with him. Fu Jing also seemed to be thinking about something. After drinking it, I toasted the person again. The two brothers gave me a glass, and at the end of the drink, they all became dizzy and started talking nonsense.

Zhao He held Fu Jing's hand, drooped his eyelids that were about to fall off, flushed all over his face, hiccupped and said to others, "Jing'er, you have to... hiccup... you have to call me Brother Sheng, you know No!"

"Hmm..." Fu Jing drank a little too much, rubbed his forehead vigorously trying to regain consciousness, held Zhao He's hand, and called out "Brother" in a muffled voice.

"Eh!"

Zhao He let out a howl at the top of his throat, then squinted his drunken eyes, raised his hand and pointed at Fu Jing's light blue double image with his back facing the two of them, shook his head, and muttered in a daze, "I'm telling you... you Here... this old Lin... is not a good bird... Hiccup... you have to be small... be careful with him... I was... but he bullied me badly..."

"Hmm..." Fu Jing supported his dizzy head and asked, "Why...how did he bully you?"

"He put... locked me up overnight... the construction... stinks to death..." Old Zhao blushed and complained aggrievedly: "You know...the toilet all night..."

"Jinger!" Chen Ya yelled from the kitchen, "Check if there are any extra lunch boxes under the TV cabinet in the living room! I'll pack some hairy crabs for you!"

"coming!"

Fu Jing put Zhao He, who didn't know what he was talking about, on the table, let him lie on his stomach, patted his face, woke up, got up and took the lunch box to the kitchen.

Lin Xu didn't drink much, only three or two cups, and the two of them had to drive home in a while. Fu Jing drank too much, so he didn't stop him for the sake of his happiness. Zhao Zhengzhou was next to him when he was eating Sitting together, this child is not afraid of strangers, and he is very pleasing when talking. Lin Xu handed him two red envelopes under the table, and asked Zhao Zhengzhou and his sister to take care of them in the future.

Zhao Zhengzhou shook his head and said no.

His father is a businessman, and the guests who come to the house usually ask for help a lot. Zhao Zhengzhou can be said to have grown up touching the red envelopes. He knows which thickness should be accepted and which thickness should not be accepted.

Lin Xu gave him one and asked him to share it with Zhao Yu.

Zhao Zhengzhou raised his head and asked him, if Lin Xu wanted to come to Beijing to live with Fu Jing in the future, would he not be able to go to their house?

Lin Xu nodded, saying that he probably couldn't go, and then handed him a red envelope, saying it was compensation.

Zhao Zhengzhou was a little sad, sighed, still accepted the red envelope, and told Zhao Yu to go to his room to share the money.Before Zhao Zhengzhou left, he said to Lin Xu very melancholy: "Uncle Lin, I will leave it to you."

"Okay," Lin Xu nodded and smiled, "Don't worry."

On the way back, Lin Xu drove the car and chatted with Fu Jing, talking about Zhao Zhengzhou's accommodation.

The child was quite willing to run this way, and he was teasing him if he refused to let him come. Lin Xu had seen it, and the apartment Fu Jing lived in was quite big, but there were more utility rooms.Fu Jing misses the old days, and he is reluctant to throw away the old things. There are ragged cotton jackets in the closet, photographic equipment and light boards are piled up in other rooms, and there are two broken printers in one room. There are only two people in the living room. serious house.

Fu Jing was a bit dazed after drinking too much, and he was half drunk and half awake in the car. He didn't quite hear what Lin Xu was talking about, only knew that this person was going to throw his things.

When he got home, Fu Jing brought the hairy crabs into the door. Before Lin Xu could come in, he kicked the door with a bang bang and shut him mercilessly.

"Don't come in!" Uncle Fu poked the cat's eye on the door with his finger drunkenly, poked at the stunned little boy outside the door with his fingertips, and said viciously, "You can do this! Do you know who this is!"

The door lock clicked, Fu Jing hiccupped, thinking the door was broken, squinted his eyes and bent down to look.

A white hand stretched out from the crack of the door and pushed him. Fu Jing was a little dazed, standing there leaning against the wall, when he saw a white-faced angel with a gentle smile walking towards him.

It was a familiar face, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

"Give me the crab." The white-faced angel smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"Okay." The white-faced angel is so pretty, Fu Jing was in a daze, thinking that he could treat him to a crab or something.

"Fu Jing." The white-faced angel put the crab on the table, held his hand, and called him softly.

"Hmm..." Hearing this familiar voice, Fu Jing rubbed his face in a daze, and reflexively replied "Senior Lin".

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu walked towards the bedroom with his arms around the man's shoulders, and said softly in his ear, "You lost your temper with me again just now, do you understand?"

Uncle Fu was not afraid after drinking too much. He turned his face and frowned to stare at him, put his arms around Lin Xu's neck, hit his head on his forehead, and slapped him vigorously on the buttocks: "You want to demolish the house , Master can’t teach you a lesson?!”

A clear slap echoed in the bedroom, and Lin Xu's amiable smile gradually became terrifying.

"Fu Jing."

"Call me!"

Lin Xu smiled, and then threw the person on the bed with his wrists behind his back. Fu Jing was facing down, with his waist firmly stuck underneath. Lord, I couldn't help but started to struggle violently.

"Master," Lin Xu sat up on the head, and slapped him as a lesson: "Don't move."

"What are you doing!" Fu Jing blushed from the slap, turned around and scolded angrily.

"That's a good question." Lin Xu said in a leisurely tone.

Fu Jing's back shivered, and he regained consciousness in an instant, with a frightened face and almost shouted: "Lin Xu!"

"I didn't expect you to be so deep."