two sons three fathers

Han Yu let go of Fu Yizheng's hand, moved his body back, stretched out his hand and pulled the back door out of the gap, put his face against the gap, and looked out.

The long corridor was lit with dim yellow light, and the wind rustled through the walls.

After a while, Han Yu's face was chilled by the incoming wind.

He closed the door to shut out the wanton north wind.

Han Yu sat back and dismissed the idea of ​​taking Fu Yizhang to the rooftop now, thinking about teaching him a lesson after evening self-study.

Now, he has more important things to do, which is to study quietly.

In the evening self-study, every student is quiet, and the classroom is silent.

In the next night of self-study, I was about to move, and there were restless sounds in the classroom, chatting, eating, playing, and so on.

Han Yu focused on nothing else. After reciting the words, he wrote them silently. After flipping through the book and comparing them correctly, he finished English and took out the Chinese.

Recite ancient poems.

Ancient poems are easier than words. After he memorizes one poem, there is still plenty of time before get out of class ends.

Han Yu looked at math again.

There are too many mathematical knowledge points, too complicated, and most of them cannot be understood.

Chemistry is difficult, and it is not easy to learn.

Han Yu flipped through all the subject textbooks, many of which he couldn't understand, so he hurriedly scanned them and put them back.

Han Yu put the cap on his pen, cleared the desk, closed his eyes and turned his head left and right, moved his sore neck, and rubbed his temples.

He doesn't plan to study any more, and wants to rest and wait until get out of class is over.

His forehead was swollen, and there was some dull pain.

Han Yu couldn't help sighing.

He studied two classes, and Fu Yizhen watched the two classes quietly.

Hearing that sigh, Fu Yizhang stretched out his hand, grabbed the back of Han Yu's neck with a tiger's mouth, squeezed gently and said softly, "Are you tired?"

"Hands are cold," Han Yu shrank his neck, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the people beside him through the light of Cheng Liang in the classroom, and said truthfully, "I'm tired, a little hard."

Fu Yizheng stared at him, raised a small bracket at the corner of his mouth, and continued to pinch the back of his neck.

Han Yu enjoyed it for a while, and when Fu Yizheng's hands were as warm as his neck, he said, "It's fine."

Han Yu pulled Fu Yizheng's hand down, spread out his palms, put the back of his hand against the table, rested his head on Fu Yizheng's arm, faced the clean wall, and sighed again: "My stupid brother, learning is so difficult, why is it so hard?" Can it be so difficult?"

With the back of Han Yu's head facing him, Fu Yizhang moved his fingertips, leaned his head a little, and said, "Learn slowly, I will accompany you."

Han Yu nodded.

The hair around his ear brushed Fu Yizhang's wrist.Fu Yizheng felt a little itchy, his arms were pressed down, and he clasped his hands together to cover his mouth in a distorted posture.The hot air from Han Yu's breath wrapped in his palm, and flowed out from the gap between his fingers.

Soon, Fu Yizheng's palms became moist and hot.

Fu Yizheng's heart fluttered, and he leaned over, his chest was half-enclosed and pressed against Han Yu's back, and his lips were close to his ear...

Han Yu suddenly made a sound, his voice was muffled, with a little emotion, and the air was sprayed on his Zhangqiu.

"...You want to suffocate me?"

Fu Yizheng laughed, quickly glanced around, put his lips against his earholes, and said with a smile: "No."

The panting was so smooth that Han Yu's ears were numb. He covered Fu Yizheng's head with his backhand, pushed back a little and said, "Come on, itchy."

Fu Yizheng's thoughts and Han Yu's were not on the same line, and Han Yu was still thinking about learning at this time.

Han Yu sighed, he didn't want to disappoint those who cared about him, but he was struggling to learn by himself.

Ji Sining's English is close to full marks, more than ten times higher than his real level.

When Han Yu thought about it, a sense of frustration surged up in an instant.

The weight of Fu Yizheng's head arched against his shoulders, and he could see that he was thinking the same, and said slowly: "If you want to learn, I can help you."

Han Yu looked at the slightly curved hand in front of him, and the veins on the back of Fu Yizheng's hand bulged out, and he didn't say a word after being pressed for too long.

Han Yu raised his head, leaned his face against the cool table, and stared at the handsome face in front of him face to face.

Fu Yizheng's close eyelashes fluttered slightly with his blinking movements, and smiled at him.

Han Yu stretched out his index finger, gently scratched Fu Yizheng's chin, and asked, "Have you finished memorizing the words?"

"Memorized six." Fu Yizhang said, breathing warmly, gently brushing his cheek.

Han Yu smiled wryly and said, "I remembered three, and my head still hurts. It took more than an hour."

Fu Yizheng just started reciting it today, and Han Yu has been reciting it for a few days.He said: "I want to catch up with you, and then we will recite three together a day."

Han Yu's heart softened, he pressed his thumb on the peak of his lips, touched the corner of his lips, stared at his lips and said, "Yi Yan, thank you."

"Whatever you want, I will accompany you." Fu Yixuan said sincerely.

"Why are you so attractive?" Han Yu said helplessly, but his tone was joyful.

"Han Yu, Fu Yixuan, do you two want to eat... fruit?" He Xu managed to stop his words as soon as he left his mouth.

He Xugang came down with a box of fruit and saw two black-haired heads buried in the pile of books.At first, she thought they were asleep, and when they got closer, their eyes were open, so...she went back and took two more boxes.

She approached as she spoke, her eyes passed the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and saw the position below the eyes... I saw Han Yu touching Fu Yizheng's lips with a gentle movement, and then, Fu Yizheng grinned...

He Huan was shocked for a moment, spit out the second half of the sentence, his eyes drifted, he hurriedly put down the box at the corner of the table, and hurried back to his seat to sit down.

After sitting down, her back was unnaturally stiff, for a long while, she muttered: "...I didn't do it on purpose...you must leave me alone." She said desperately: "Go ahead!"

Han Yu and Fu Yixuan heard her voice, and when she put the box back and sat back, they quickly got up and sat down.

Han Yu was slightly embarrassed, his face was a little hot.

Answering or not answering now sounds very important.

Together with Fu Yizheng, they tacitly kept silent, each pulled out a book, and looked at it pretendingly.

Han Yu flipped through the book, saw the box on the corner of the table, coughed lightly, and said, "Thank you."

He Huan didn't answer, didn't turn his head, and made it clear that he wanted them to continue.

what to continue...

Both of them didn't want to read anymore, they each took out their mobile phones and hid in the desk box to play games.

When class was over, Han Yu put his phone back in his pocket, stood up, looked up, pulled out his schoolbag, and packed his things neatly.

Fu Yizheng put his phone back in his pocket, looked at him, and asked suspiciously, "In such a hurry?"

Han Yu swung his backpack on his back, dragged Fu Yizhang, opened the back door and walked out, strode across the corridor, ran down the stairs, and went straight to the dormitory.

In the dormitory, Han Yu put his schoolbag on the table, bent down to get the washbasin under the bed, and opened the door with the basin in his hand to wash up.

The figure disappeared, and Fu Yizhang heard the door closing.

Fu Yizheng laughed, he was not in a hurry for anything.

Fu Yizheng sat down at the table and replied Ji Sining's message asking him to go home together.

--Go back by yourself, I will live in the dormitory with your sister-in-law.

After the news passed, the phone vibrated a few times, but Fu Yizheng didn't read or reply to what Ji Sining sent.

"Yi Yan," the door was opened softly, and Han Yu called him from the bathroom, "Give me the pajamas."

Fu Yizhen put down his phone, went to Han Yu's bag to get the key, used the key to open the closet, found the pajamas and gave it to Han Yu.

Half of Han Yu's white arm stretched out from the crack of the door, and water droplets hung on the arm, crystal clear.Han Yu pulled the clothes from his hands, closed the door and said, "Thank you."

The door is closed, mist is scattered in the cold air, and the cold fragrance seems to be absent.

Fu Yizhen knocked on the steamy glass door lightly, and said inwardly, "I'll go to the third floor."

The sound of water rushing down, Han Yu's voice came out, "Well, I'll blow my hair downstairs later."

Fu Yizheng went to the third floor to wash up, put on the dinosaur pajamas before going to the first floor.

There is no electricity in the dormitory, they only have electricity on the ground floor.

After Fu Yizheng went down the stairs, he saw Han Yu in front of the big mirror on the stage next to the door from a distance.

Han Yu was blowing his hair, and when he saw him coming, he moved over to make room, and asked, "Do it yourself or should I do it?"

Fu Yizhen wiped the top of his head twice, and put the towel on the back of his neck to block the dripping water.Han Yu understood him, so he stood directly behind him and dried his hair.

Fu Yizhen looked at the mirror surface splashed with water droplets, and the person behind him who was seriously shaking the hair dryer, and said, "Brother Yu."

Han Yu paused, moved the hair dryer away, and the voice became clearer, "What's wrong? It's too hot? I turned on the second gear."

Fu Yizhen shook his head, "No, you continue."

After drying their hair, the two returned to the dormitory. A classmate came to the dormitory. It seemed that the others had gone home.

Han Yu took out his mobile phone and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Fu Yizhen climbed onto the bed and lay down by himself, a voice came from the bed, "Are you still sleepy?"

Han Yu looked up, but he didn't see anyone. He slid the phone with his thumb and said, "Eat something, I'm afraid you will be hungry at night."

"I saw that you have snacks in your closet," Fu Yizhang said, "You can eat when you're hungry."

Han Yu changed his posture and continued to lean on the table to play with his mobile phone, not saying that he couldn't get up.

Fu Yizheng waited for a long time, but no one came up, so he stretched out his head to look down, and said, "Come up, I'm covering the heat with the quilt."

Han Yu looked up, the lights above his head were dazzlingly bright, he pressed his eyelashes and looked up, Fu Yizhang's green dinosaur hat was on his head, which didn't match his appearance at all.

It's so cute, I want rua!

As soon as Han Yu put away his phone, he stepped on the ladder and climbed onto the bed, uncovered the warm blanket, and squeezed Fu Yizhang inside.Since there was another classmate in the dormitory, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Under the quilt at the end of the bed, Fu Yizhang clamped Han Yu's insteps with the soles of his feet, covered his feet, and whispered, "It's so cold, I told you to come up earlier, don't you believe me, what are you doing down here, or...are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Han Yu looked up at him, "Are you talking about me?"

This word is not in Brother Yu's dictionary.

Fu Yizhen: "Otherwise?"

Han Yu said, "Have you washed it clean?"

Fu Yizhang: "What kind are you talking about?"

The classmate by the bed didn't go home, and was beating the bed and turning over. Han Yu lifted his upper body and heard him laughing. He was probably watching a comedy again, and he was plugging in his headphones, but he couldn't hear their voices.

The overhead light was in the middle of the wall, dazzlingly bright, exposing their positions. Han Yu got out of bed, went to the door, and turned off the lights at their positions. The room suddenly became much darker.

Just as Han Yu was about to walk back, the classmate by the bed unplugged one earphone and looked at him, "Han Yu, turn off mine too, thank you."

Han Yu went back and turned off the light.

The dormitory instantly disappeared.

Taking advantage of the shallow opening of the window and the memories in his memory before turning off the lights, Han Yu groped his way through the gap between the beds, returned to the bed, and climbed onto the bed.

"Will it disturb you?" the boy suddenly asked.

Han Yu was pulling the quilt, sat up and looked at the bed by the door, and said, "No, we slept late."

The boy held the phone, with a pale light on, said hello, and lay back on the bed.

Han Yu lay back on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover himself, put his hands into the quilt, and hugged the big warm doll between his legs.