two sons three fathers

Han Yu rested his head on the back of his head with one hand, and held the phone with the other, sliding the screen with his thumb from time to time. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Fu Yizheng who was striding in. His phone was slightly turned to one side, his eyes passed the phone, and he looked over as usual.

Fu Yizheng's expression was as he expected, calm, but in fact, the hand holding the water bottle was tightened, the knuckles were raised, slightly white, showing a little emotion.

Han Yu asked first, "Did you find it?"

After hearing this, Fu Yizhang raised his eyes to look at him, shook his head without making a sound, but began to think in his heart.

Did Han Yu know that he was looking for something?

He approached, passed the water over, and smiled slightly, "Brother Yu's soda water."

Han Yu got up from the pillow, put the phone on the bed beside him, reached out to catch the water, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a couple of sips. After closing the cap, he put the water bottle on the table and cabinet at hand, and was about to lie down...

"boom!"

The bed shook.

Fu Yizheng quickly took off his shoes, jumped onto his bed, brought his face close to his eyes, raised his eyes, and met his gaze.

Han Yu patted his face, didn't look at him, lay down with a smile, picked up his phone, and continued to browse Moments.

Following Han Yu's movement of lying down, Fu Yizheng's gaze moved down a little bit, and stopped at the light spot of the mobile phone reflected in the gray pupil.

Did not see the slightest clue.

Was he really wrong?

Didn't Han Yu take it?

Fu Yizhen didn't like to guess. He knelt on the bed, moved forward a few times, put his entire body weight on Han Yu's lap, bent down, pinched the top of Han Yu's phone with two fingers, and gently With a slight twitch, he raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Yu, are you really? Didn't you see anything?"

Han Yu looked at the empty hands, put them down, put the pillow behind his head, and asked, "In your opinion, what should I see?"

Sure enough, when Fu Yizhen heard this, a smile appeared on his face. After putting down his mobile phone, he put his hands on both sides of his ribs, and while groping down his waist, he continued to stare at him from time to time with a harmless smile. .

I guess he wanted to make sure he wasn't lying.

Han Yu looked at him in a leisurely manner, his eyes met, and he squinted and smiled, his eyes were calm and calm, and Fu Yizheng didn't let Fu Yizhen pry out any unnecessary emotions.

Fu Yizheng touched his pockets and trouser pockets, and patted around a few times uncertainly.

The expression on that face also gradually changed from doubt to bewilderment, and in the bewilderment, there was even a little bit of perplexity.

After searching for a long time, I finally came up with only one cherry-flavored lollipop.

Holding up the candy stick, Fu Yizheng was stunned when he saw that Han Yu really had no place to hide.

Han Yu said slowly: "Riding on me and touching me, every day, I think you are really itchy."

Unwilling, Fu Yizhang withdrew his hand, took off the icing a few times, and ate the candy.

Han Yu slapped him on the thigh with a loud slap. He tilted his head towards his bed and instructed, "Go back to your own bed. Someone will see it later. Maybe they will say what I miss about you."

Fu Yizheng turned his head and looked to the other side. The classmate next door was taking a lunch break. He had exposed his head just now, but now his head was completely covered by the quilt.

Obviously, it's too noisy to dislike them.

Fu Yizheng grabbed the candy stick, took out the candy, pinched Han Yu's jaw, stuffed the candy into his mouth, and returned to his bed with extreme reluctance, lay down on his side, and continued to stare at Han Yu's outline in a daze.

His intuition has always been accurate, it doesn't make sense.

Fu Yizheng couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes, and wanted to sleep for a while.

Han Yu slightly turned his face to the side, looking at Fu Yixuan's peaceful sleeping face with dim eyes, and a smile flashed across his face.

Brat, fight with him, when Brother Yu was playing hooligans, he, Fu Yizhen, didn't know where to grab the poop to play with.

In the afternoon, Liu Cheng and He Huan came to the infirmary, saw that they were sleeping soundly, put down the fruit blue lightly, and left.

The next morning, Fu Yitang also came to see them, and brought a bodyguard to deliver the quilt.

Fu Yitang was wearing a deep black haute couture suit with a purple shawl hanging down to his thighs. He said the skirt didn't look right, and the trousers didn't look right, but they matched it strangely.

The bodyguard, who was two meters behind him, only wore a black T-shirt in winter. His exposed, dark skin was covered with tattoos, like a snake and scorpion, and he looked very social.

Han Yu was sitting at the head of the bed, drinking milk and delivering steamed buns, when he heard the voices of chatting in the school doctor's room, he fell silent for a moment.

He raised his head slowly, and saw that the eyes of his classmates followed the two who walked in.

Fu Yizheng's expression darkened when he heard the crisp sound of leather shoes, here he comes again!

Before Han Yu took a sip of milk, he watched Fu Yizheng's father approaching with light steps, and also watched the big black man behind him put down the quilt under his arm at the end of his bed.

Han Yu swallowed the milk and almost choked.

This father?No, it's mom.

What is this?

Fu Yitang tied her ponytail, only put on a little lipstick, and approached Han Yu with a smile, "Is it delicious, what else do you need?"

Han Yu backed away calmly, avoiding the approaching face, and stammered: "... Uncle, I'm enough, thank you."

Fu Yizheng turned to look at the classmates next to him, who immediately turned their faces away.

Fu Yizheng frowned and said in a low voice, "Why are you here, why did you bring him here?" He looked at the bodyguard.

After hearing this, the bodyguard looked like a sculpture, but he didn't dare to move a little bit. Whenever he thought of his young master, he would feel a dull pain in his stomach. This is the sequelae.

Fu Yitang's clothes were just bought, so he couldn't hold them by himself, so he just brought them here. With Han Yu on his back, he mouthed: "What do you think?"

He deliberately raised his voice again, and said a little aggrieved: "Didn't you ask me to buy the quilt and send it here?"

No need to think about it, he already knows the origin of the quilt at home, this strange hobby is really just like his father.

Yi Heng even stole his underwear before, saying that sometimes after working for a long time, his head hurts easily, he is not energetic, and needs something to refresh himself at any time.

Fu Yizheng originally planned to buy it today, and it just happened to be delivered.

"Yuyu, Yanzheng," Fu Yitang looked at his son as if he almost wanted to chase him away, but because of his classmates, he took the initiative and said, "I'm going back, call me anytime if you need~"

Both ignored him.

Fu Yitang narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Baby, bye~"

Han Yu raised his head and looked at the two people who walked out. Fu Yizheng's mother always had an indescribable coquettish attitude in her frowns, smiles, and gestures.

Although I understood the whole story, I still couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.

"Yuyu? Baby?"

He could hear his forehead throbbing.

After that, he also called "Mom?"

That's really uncomfortable.

Seeing Han Yu's expression, Fu Yizheng sighed, "He's considered a good day, and usually kisses me directly. In the future, I guess...you won't be able to run away."

When Han Yu heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Fu Yizheng said: "He has some other hobbies, you will know about them later."

Han Yu: "..." He didn't really want to know.

Fu Yizheng continued: "Anyway, let him go as much as possible, I really cried, it's earth-shattering."

Han Yu's throat was sealed.

"My mother has an eighth-dan black belt in Taekwondo," Fu Yizhang said, "We can't beat him even if we add it up by five, don't look at him like this."

Han Yu was shocked, and said, "I see him...soft and weak, this...then your father is quite miserable, he was often beaten, right?"

Fu Yizheng recalled: "He seems to be very happy all day, not miserable."

"What does your father do?" Han Yu asked curiously, "How could he catch up with your mother?"

Yiheng holds the property rights of hundreds of enterprises.He is the person in charge of Fengcheng Exchange, one of the three major financial centers.I usually trade stocks, invest, and play real estate.When I first had Fu Yizheng, there were countless real estate properties, and the amount I earned in just one minute was wealth that others would never dare to imagine in a lifetime.

Fu Yizheng said simply: "Boss."

Han Yu said calmly: "I can see it, but I'm still a little curious, do rich people prefer an exciting life?"

Fu Yizheng shook his head with a smile and said, "Exciting? My mother is here, do you think he dares? In that case, it will definitely take a few people to work together to carry him into the company."

Han Yu nodded sympathetically, "It makes sense."

"Money can't be our hindrance," Fu Yizhao looked at him, "You don't need to be stressed."

Han Yu laughed and said, "Where does your natural self-confidence come from?"

Now that he was with Fu Yizheng, he never thought about how much money his family had and what could have anything to do with him.

"If money can give you self-confidence," Han Yu also imitated his yin and yang tone, and said, "You may need to change it in the future, because for your brother Yu, hey, it doesn't work anymore."

Fu Yizheng smiled and hummed.

After the two-day holiday, the school officially resumed classes.

Just after the morning reading class, the head teacher came to the classroom in a hurry by stepping on the bell, announcing that there would be an exam in the next two days.The examination room was arranged on the spot, and all the books were placed in the ground, and they were moved up after the examination.

White papers were passed down from the first table.

"Everyone sit upright, no whispering, no making a sound during the whole process, if you catch cheating, you will get zero points in all subjects." The invigilator said solemnly on the podium.

This time it was a surprise inspection. The head teacher made it clear that the last [-] students in the whole grade should be called to the office to talk one by one.After the students have finished talking, the parents will also be talked about.

It can also be seen that the school attaches great importance to this exam.

In the morning, I take a comprehensive liberal arts test.

Han Yu took the paper, wrote down his basic information, and scanned the paper.

In addition to being able to understand the title, there is no way to start with the rest.

This trouble is not limited to him, it is very common in their class.After some students got the papers, they stir-fried the papers and the table, and didn't leave a word for a long time.

The invigilator sat on the armchair on the podium with his legs crossed, his eyes shrewdly looking ahead, paying attention to the slightest disturbance below.

Fu Yizhen turned his face to the side and looked down. Han Yu sensed a familiar gaze coming over, raised his head, looked at him for a few seconds, frowned, and shook his head slightly.

He has no choice.

For the first time, the evil idea of ​​wanting to cheat came into being.

Half an hour passed, except for the multiple-choice questions, after he wrote the answers to the big questions, there was nothing else to say.

Seeing the passing of minutes and seconds, Han Yu emptied his mind, which had nothing at all, and calmed down to delve into what the topic was about.

Physics, he can't understand.

Looking at chemistry, any equations and symbols are all unfamiliar things. He wonders if the teacher really said it, and he has no impression of it.

He looked at the creature again.

The big question is to calculate the genetic probability. It seems a bit familiar. I copied too much homework. It is generally common. I remember it is one-half, one-fourth, or one-sixteenth.

He copied the question and wrote one-eighth directly.

With plenty of time, Han Yu scratched his ears, turned his pen, meditated, and doubted his life on the remaining topics. In the end, he just lay down on the table and continued to meditate...

It's so fucking powerless. When I don't want to study, I count down the exam with peace of mind. Now I step into this muddy edge and forget it if I can't get out. I'm going crazy first.

When it was time to teach the paper, he wrote everything he could, and searched out everything in his head.

However, the rolled surface is still a large blank.

Brother Yu is really helpless!

After the invigilator took away the papers, the classroom was full of complaints and answers, which was very noisy.

Han Yu got up from his seat, went to the first table and grabbed Fu Yixuan's arm, pulled him up, and said, "Go to the cafeteria to eat."

In the cafeteria, they were still in a good mood and each ate two big bowls.

In the afternoon, the teacher doesn't play cards according to the routine. He usually takes math or English exams. The next day's Chinese still has time to memorize ancient prose. Now I will learn a few steps of composition routines.

In the afternoon is the language test.

There is no way to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

After the Chinese test, during the evening self-study, three or four of us gathered together to show off our special skills, and used all the best knowledge we had learned throughout our lives, just to cheat in tomorrow's test and copy more points.

Liu Cheng: "Yu'er, what will you do tomorrow?"

Han Yu: "What can I do, let's go."

He Xu: "Tomorrow, you will see my actions. I will compare which questions first, choose A by touching the left ear, B by the right ear, C on the top of the head, D on the back of the head, squeeze the left fist for E, and the right fist for F."

He Xu's English in Class Three is at an upper-middle level. Compared to Han Yu and the others, he is so good at 01:30.

Han Yu: "Aren't we going to keep watching you?"

He Huan: "Not just you, but also other students."

A group of people are staring at a girl, and she still touches this and that. The invigilator shouldn't be blind, right?

The main reason is that Han Yu himself was a little bit resistant, and Fu Yizhang saw that he might lose his temper.

Han Yu bowed his head and practiced calligraphy, "I can still make a decision by pinching my fingers."

"What are you looking at?" A neat female voice said.

It was almost time for evening self-study, Gu Mo slipped over from Class [-], ran to the side of He Xu's deskmate with a smile, squeezed over and sat down, looked over the girls to He Huan, and said, "I want to watch too."

"You're here," He Xu smiled, and said, "We're discussing tomorrow's exam, let them watch me and fill in the answers."

Gu Mo turned his head, glanced at it with disdain, then turned his head back, and said indifferently: "You have time to review by yourself, if they don't want to learn, just ignore them."

Han Yu, "Who says not to learn? I will learn now."

Gu Mo sneered, "Study?"

Han Yu remained silent.

Gu Mo sneered, "It's not that I look down on you, you really don't have that talent, you took the bottom one, and you're afraid of bottom fifty?"

Liu Cheng's eyes wandered in front of the two of them for a while before he said, "Sister Mo, Yu'er, what's wrong with you two?"

Gu Mo: "Look at him upset."

Han Yu raised his eyes, "I didn't offend you, did I?"

Gu Mo ignored it and continued: "If you can't do it yourself, don't drag others down. Why don't you need to review?" She changed the subject and pointed at Liu Cheng, "Your girlfriend got the top [-] in the whole grade again, and he won the top [-]." University, I will be the first to say goodbye to you."

Liu Cheng lay inexplicably. Gun: "..." They are true love, and the girlfriend will not want him.

Han Yu was upset: "...Who am I dragging down?"

Gu Mo didn't answer this question, and said disdainfully: "If you really can't learn it, don't force it. Go out to work early, not to mention earning more money. When you come out in the future, you can have a few more years of work experience than others. How proud you are."

Han Yu frowned: "...Can you shut up?"

Gu Mo rolled his eyes and ignored him.