two sons three fathers

Fu Yizhen went to the sofa and squatted down, leaning over to look at Han Yu.

The lower eyelids were black and blue, and they must have not rested well.

It is conceivable how much Han Yu missed him during his absence.

He also wanted to come back earlier, but after checking yesterday, he got the newly developed pills from the laboratory, a total of three capsules filled with blue powder.

This capsule can suppress the adverse reactions of genes in his body.

I just took one last night, and when I woke up this morning, except for the color changing ability that had been improved a few days ago, my vision has become clearer.

However, this medicine cannot be taken more than three times a year. Under normal circumstances, the number of his attacks is only once or twice a year.

Meeting Han Yu this year was the shortest time in the laboratory in several years.But with Han Yu, Fu Yixuan felt that there was nothing wrong with going in a few more times.

While abroad, he was always thinking about his family, so he bought the earliest flight, but it was also in the middle of the night, and he flew back home excitedly without feeling tired after flying for several hours.

In China, he and Fu Yitang separated at the airport and went straight back to Jinyuan.

The housekeeper told him in advance that Han Yu didn't go back to the villa after going out yesterday, Fu Yizhen thought about it and knew he would be here.

Seeing Han Yu's sleeping state, Fu Yizheng gently touched his side face.

Afraid of waking him up, Fu Yizhang brought a thin blanket from the bedroom, put his dangling hands under the quilt, covered him up, and let him sleep on the sofa for a while.

He tapped Han Yu's delicate nose, lowered his head and sniffed, it was delicious, and the smell seemed to be more obvious.

There is the sweet smell of Han Yu's heat, the faint smell of food, the smell of washing, and... the smell of old things?

There can't be old things in his house!

Fu Yizheng will have people clean up the things in the house on a regular basis, and they will throw them away once every three months. Even old and unopened things will be thrown away.

Fu Yizheng got up and turned to the balcony looking for something to do, and saw a row of wet laundry.

Although it hangs clean and tidy, it can be seen at a glance that it is old clothes, as are the shoes on the balcony.

Fu Yizhen packed the old clothes and shoes in a big bag, went out, and threw them all at the old things station.

On the way back, he also bought a cup of coffee and went home eloquently.

Fu Yizheng opened the door and was bending over to take off his shoes when he heard Han Yu's voice from the sofa.

With a bit of resentment, he said, "Are you back? Do you see the clothes on my hanger and the shoes on the balcony?"

Discovered so quickly?

Fu Yizheng's heart tightened, he looked over unfocused, pretended, and asked, "Brother Yu, where are you?"

After a few seconds of silence, Han Yu did not make a sound.

Fu Yizheng turned to Han Yu from Yu Guangjun, and saw that his face was tangled, as if he was planning something.

In front of the sofa, Han Yu stood up, with one hand on his crotch, and the other impatiently scratching at his hair.

Fu Yizhang called again: "Brother Yu?"

Han Yu put down his hand and said softly, "...how is your eye?"

His tone was much better, and he cared about him.

Fu Yizheng said with a smile: "After taking the medicine, it may take a few more days for everything to recover."

Han Yu hummed, and asked him calmly, "My things are the clothes hanging on the rack and the shoes on the balcony. I washed them all night, and when I woke up, they were all gone!"

He thought to himself, "Did you really see a ghost?"

Fu Yizheng was busy talking, and accidentally put on the wrong slippers, and felt that his right foot was a little tight.

He looked down and saw that the colors were different, but they were still on the same side.

It was Han Yu's slippers. Han Yu likes bare feet at home.

Han Yu glanced at it, just in time to see it, and hurriedly said: "Stay there, I'll come over, don't knock and fall again."

Fu Yizhen hummed, but remained obedient.

Han Yu stepped on the carpet with bare feet, squatted down, grabbed his heels, took out the correct shoes, and put his feet into the shoes.

Han Yu stood up and met Fu Yizheng's straight eyes.Fu Yizheng leaned over in a daze, breathing on his face.

Those clear eyes, full of water, looked affectionate.Han Yu knew that Fu Yizhang wanted to see him clearly.

"What are you doing?" Han Yu snorted, "It's almost hitting my face."

Fu Yizheng looked into his eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Maybe my mother or the housekeeper came to take it away, should I ask them?"

Butler and fuck?

Han Yu glanced at the time on the wall, the original ten o'clock became one o'clock, and he slept for a few hours. If he took it away, he might have lost it, because it was a bit old, but he was busy for nothing.

Han Yu was a little reluctant.

But even if he didn't lose it, he didn't dare to ask for it back.

Han Yu thought about it and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Fu Yizheng nodded obediently, raised the coffee in his hand, "Drink some? I haven't had it yet."

"No," Han Yu resolutely refused, "I'm not used to drinking, I'm sleepy after drinking, you drink."

It is the rich taste of Geisha coffee.

There is only one store selling them in the vicinity. Last time he searched for a long time, the road was crowded with traffic and people. It was not safe for Fu Yizheng to go out like this.

Han Yu frowned, and said, "If you want to drink coffee, won't you come back first and I'll buy it later?"

Fu Yizheng thought, "I can distinguish colors now."

Han Yu said uncertainly, "...Really?"

Fu Yizheng nodded affirmatively.

Han Yu pointed to the T-shirt on his body.Fu Yizheng stuck it on purposely, almost leaning his face against his chest, and said triumphantly, "Grey."

Han Yu felt a little silly, the shades were different, so Fu Yixuan could naturally tell it was gray.

Seeing the pure blue blanket on the sofa, Han Yu asked, "What about that?"

Fu Yixuan raised his head to look, "Mm~" sounded, it felt wrong, he hurriedly silenced the sound, walked with his back to Han Yu, pulled it up, and said with a sigh of relief: "Deep Blue."

It was only when Han Yu realized that the thin quilt was quickly pasted in front of his eyes. Fu Yizheng couldn't see clearly at this distance.

However, being able to distinguish colors is also worth celebrating. It has been proved that it is good. It is only a matter of time before the vision recovers.

Han Yu was a little happy, and he didn't care about the missing clothes.

After drinking coffee, Fu Yizheng went to the bedroom to sleep, over jet lag.

For dinner, Han Yu bought vegetables and cooked them himself.

He followed what he learned online and made two dishes, one fried shredded pork with green vegetables and one tofu soup.

Fu Yizheng got up, rubbed his eyes and sat down. Looking at the dishes on the table, he lost his appetite in an instant.

"Why are there only two dishes and meat?" He remembered that Han Yu liked to eat meat.

Han Yu just bought five yuan of meat, which looked like vegetables, and there were only a few scallions floating in the soup, so it was still a gift.

When Han Yu heard this, he rummaged through the plate with his chopsticks, picked out a small amount of shredded meat and put it in Fu Yixuan's bowl, and said, "Can you see it? Eat it quickly, there are no leftovers."

Fu Yizheng was a little annoyed: "...I can't see it."

He ate half a bowl of rice tastelessly.

The next day, Han Yu cooked white porridge, but Fu Yizheng was angry and refused to drink it. He wanted sandwiches and tea milk.

The sandwiches that Fu Yizhen wanted to eat were very expensive, and the morning tea could be cooked, but it was a waste of money to buy tools.Han Yu had no choice but to coax him, "I will learn how to cook it for you in the future. I will drink porridge today, and I will definitely buy you sandwiches next time. The porridge is already cooked, so it shouldn't be wasted, right?"

Of course Fu Yizhen didn't know what he was thinking, he knew that Han Yu didn't like wasting food, so he closed his eyes and drank a bowl.

There are still vegetables at noon.

Afraid of eating vegetables for dinner again, Han Yu washed the dishes, and Fu Yizhen pushed him out of the kitchen and asked him to take a lunch break.

While Han Yu was sleeping, Fu Yizhang asked the chef at home to make food and deliver it.

Han Yu got up by smelling the fragrance.Fu Yizheng looked at the person coming out of the bedroom, raised his jaw to indicate the direction of the dining table, and explained: "My mother brought it for dinner."

Very rich, full table.

For dinner, Fu Yizhen watched Han Yu while eating. After Han Yu was full, he put down the bowls and chopsticks and went to the refrigerator to get the plastic wrap.

Fu Yizheng grabbed his hand, even though he guessed it, he still asked, "What are you doing?"

Han Yu pulled out the plastic wrap and sealed the vegetables, thinking that he could eat them tomorrow morning.

Fu Yizheng immediately made a big hole out of it.

Han Yu raised his eyes to look at him, and explained: "The next meal can be eaten hot and hot, and I haven't touched it."

Fu Yizhen became willful: "If you dare to put it in the refrigerator, I'll throw it all away when you fall asleep."

Han Yu: "..."

Letting Fu Yizheng eat the leftovers really made him a little bit wronged.Looking at his appearance, Han Yu felt that if he put it in, it might be gone tomorrow.

Han Yu tried to persuade him again, saying, "It really hasn't been touched..."

Fu Yizhen folded his arms and continued to look at him without saying a word.

Han Yu put down the plastic wrap and said, "...Okay, then don't need it."

Han Yu sat down to drink the soup and said, "This soup is delicious."

Fu Yizheng sat down and said, "Drink more."

"Is your brother better?" Han Yu remembered to ask.

It's been two days since I came back, and I still haven't asked how Ji Sining is doing.Fu Yizheng said truthfully: "I don't know yet, I'll ask later."

Han Yu nodded.

Fu Yizheng quickly raised his eyes, his tone became cold, and he said, "Someone will take care of him, he will definitely be better than me."

With Hou Yanxiao, Ji Sining must be better than his irresponsible brother. Fu Yizheng felt that he could quit.

When Han Yu heard this, he didn't ask any more questions.

Back at school, Ji Sining's seat was vacant for half a month, and Han Yu never saw him come back to class.

Just after class one afternoon, Han Yu suddenly received a strange and strange message, only a few words, "See you in court."

Han Yu was stunned, and then thought of what Fu Yizhang had said.

He took his mobile phone, ran to the first table, and showed Fu Yizhang the information.

After reading it, Fu Yizheng raised his head and frowned, his face full of doubts, and said, "I'm not familiar with this number."

Han Yu asked strangely: "Didn't you sue?"

Fu Yizheng shook his head and said, "We are together for two days, not me."

He said that he wanted to sue Ji Sining, but that was out of anger.

Although they didn't express it, they had already forgiven Ji Sining in their hearts.

Han Yu didn't know what was going on, he was at a loss, let him ask his family, or ask Ji Sining directly.

"I'll go out and make a phone call." Fu Yizheng got up and came out, walked to the corridor and called Fu Yitang.

As soon as the phone was connected, Fu Yizheng said about it.Fu Yitang was quiet for a few seconds, and said, "Wait for my call, I'll ask your dad first."

Fu Yizheng held the phone that had been hung up, and before waiting for a while, the phone vibrated again.

Fu Yizheng took it, and said anxiously: "Mom, what's going on?"

"Sining submitted the lawsuit, he surrendered himself," Fu Yitang cut straight to the point, and said in a serious tone: "I will go to the company to find your father immediately, and wait for my news."