two sons three fathers

Fu Yizheng held Han Yu's shoulders with his hands, and pulled out the distance between them, his eyes shifted, staring at the delicate and undulating outline.

There was no change in Han Yu's mood.

In the past few hours, he thought a lot, the money can be earned back slowly, he will not let Han Yu suffer, but for the time being, he can only move out first.

He couldn't let Han Yu know.

Even so, he was very unwilling in his heart.

At this time, there is no one who can help him. Mom doesn't care, and Dad won't soften his heart.

Originally thought that Han Yu would ask him, but no, Han Yu still trusted him wholeheartedly.

Facing this precious trust, Fu Yizheng's heart was already sore when he thought about it.

He hugged Han Yu into his arms, his thin lips trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Fu Yizheng went down and stroked Han Yu's shoulders, as if he had really done something huge and sorry for him.

Han Yu chuckled, put his arms around his waist, and comforted him: "Okay, that's it, move tomorrow."

Fu Yizheng's face was pressed against his, rubbing lightly, like a little wild beast that no one wanted, but suddenly withdrew its sharp claws, and its momentum died down.

People can't help feeling distressed.

Fu Yizhen hugged him, not wanting to let go.

Han Yu's neck was sore when he looked up, and he didn't ask him to relax.

The body temperature in his arms, and Han Yu's words, were probably the only happy things in this month.

"What's there to be happy about, silly," Han Yu said half-annoyed when he heard him laugh, "I'm going to take a shower, and I'll come out soon, smelling all over."

Fu Yizheng promised: "In the future, we will do housework together and do many things together. If I am not good, just say it and I will change everything."

Han Yu smiled, "Let go, idiot."

Fu Yizheng let go of him, and stood there reluctantly staring at him. Han Yu walked to the closet, took out his pajamas and hung them on his arms, looked back at Fu Yizheng's pitiful appearance, and easily fell on him fundus.

Han Yu went forward again, raised his head, closed his eyes and kissed his lips. After letting go, he turned and went to the bathroom.

I closed the bathroom door, turned on the shower, and the water poured down my head. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of rushing water.

I remembered Fu Yizheng's appearance.

Han Yu still couldn't bear it, but he agreed to his uncle.

He is also responsible for those things.

If he had paid attention earlier, he could have persuaded Fu Yizheng instead of leaving him alone without knowing anything.

Han Yu quickly flushed the water and squeezed toothpaste to brush his teeth.

Peachy, very sweet.

When he came out, Fu Yizheng was already lying under the quilt.

Han Yu turned off the light and went to bed, and lay down on his side.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yizheng turned over, moved to lean on his back, and said, "I'll hug you."

Han Yu turned over, put his arms around his neck, and said, "Go to bed soon, let's go find a house tomorrow morning."

"Don't you ask why?" Fu Yizheng caressed his cheek with his breath, and murmured.

Han Yu kissed him in the dark, "Don't ask, just say what you want, and I don't have to know if you don't want to."

With their foreheads pressed together, Fu Yizheng fell asleep peacefully.

I got up at eight o'clock in the morning, set off at nine o'clock, went around a few times, and rented a place not far from the school. The room has one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, a small space of less than [-] square meters.

The living room is only as big as the bathroom at home. If things are moved here, they will not be able to fit in, and it looks out of place, like a nobleman who has fallen into a slum, miserable.

One deposit and three payments, Han Yu paid the rent for several months.

The two of them cleaned all afternoon before they were considered clean.There is no kitchen utensils in the house, so I can't cook dinner.

Han Yu ordered takeaway, and the two squatted in the middle of the living room to eat.

Swallowing the bran-like meal, Fu Yizheng hung his head, and what he swallowed was all sadness.

He used to want an ordinary life, but now it has finally come true, but he can't laugh.

"Yi Yan," Han Yu rolled up his cuffs, showing his white forearms, holding a box of lunch, looking at Fu Yi Yan who hadn't spoken all day, and said with a smile, "Is there enough to eat?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Yizheng turned his face to the side, looked at Han Yu with a smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth, put down his chopsticks, put his thumb against Han Yu's cheek, rubbed it up and down, and said distressedly: "Enough, do you have enough?"

"I'm enough." Han Yu smiled at him again.

As usual, Han Yu picked out the few shredded pork and put it on his rice.Fu Yizheng turned his head to stare at Rousi, his eyes turned red, and a round tear fell into the rice.

Seeing that Han Yu didn't notice, he quickly got up, turned his back to Han Yu, and said, "Brother Yu, eat while I go to the bathroom."

Fu Yizhen washed his face and swallowed half a bowl of white rice.

Han Yu observed him secretly, neither pointing out nor saying much.

In the living room, there is only one water dispenser, and the space is very empty, where a lot of things can be put down.The next day, Han Yu bought a small round table and a few small wooden stools, and brought back all the old man's flowers and plants, and placed them under the wall of the living room.

It's a 10-minute walk from the school. If you ride an electric car, it only takes a few minutes.

It is very convenient to come anytime in the future.

The bedroom where they slept only had a simple wooden bed. The board was so hard that it would creak when turned over a little.

Fu Yizhen was not used to sleeping, so he had to hold Han Yu in his arms to force himself to fall asleep.

He wanted to get back the funds, sell all the game coins, and when he had funds, he took Han Yu to exchange for a big house.

Knowing the place to move, Fu Yitang greeted Han Yu, and quietly took a look at the place where he lived. It was small and dilapidated, and the servants lived better than this.

After Fu Yitang returned home, he kept crying until he couldn't breathe. The housekeeper couldn't persuade him, so he had to call Yi Heng.

Yiheng Company rushed home, and as soon as they entered the house, they heard crying. When they got closer, they saw that his wife's eyes were swollen and bright, narrowed into thin slits.

Just as he was about to comfort him, Fu Yitang poked his forehead, pulled his ears, and spoke to annoy him.

"Old man, we orphans and widows, you have no conscience, tell me a word later, I will beat you!"

As he said that, the palm shattered the dining table.

Yi Heng: "..." He was still alive, how could he become an orphan and widow?

"Yitang~" Yi Hengzhi stepped down, knelt down and hugged his leg to admit his mistake, raised his head and said, "Honey, I was wrong."

Fu Yitang raised his hands, clenched his fists tightly, but he still didn't make a move.

He pushed Yi Heng, got up and went upstairs to go back to the bedroom.

Yi Heng chased after him, and coaxed him nicely, from night to morning, and from morning to night.

Fu Yitang ignored him.

He was really determined this time.

Although Fu Yitang knew that he could not intervene, but he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had to find her husband to provoke her.

Annoyed by Yi Heng, he uttered harsh words, and they only talked when his son came home.

A husband and wife for more than [-] years, the first cold war.

For a while, in the entire Yi family, no one dared to make a sound while walking.

March 28 was Fu Yizheng's birthday, so Fu Yitang told Yi Heng that he was going to celebrate his son's birthday, and told him not to interfere and not let his fists serve him.

Yi Heng was already exhausted, no matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't utter a word when he got to his wife's place, and he didn't dare to speak out to stop him.

Fu Yitang's long hair hung down to her waist, her white skirt wrapped her lines, and she came to the door of the rental house with the ordered cake in her hand.

Looking at the wooden door, he knew that his son was inside.

He raised his hand, hesitated a few times, and knocked on the door anyway.

"Dong Dong" twice.

In the house, on a round table, there are heart-shaped cakes.Han Yu put on a candle, heard a knock on the door, and said, "Yi Yan, open the door."

Fu Yizheng came out with a fruit basket, put the fruit basket on the table, said "um", and walked towards the door.

He pressed the doorknob and opened the door.

Outside the door, no one was there.

The steps to go downstairs are narrow, and when I looked down, I didn't see anyone.

Fu Yizheng saw the cake by the door. It was a transparent packaging box tied with a black ribbon, and the icon in the middle was very eye-catching.

It is his favorite cake shop, which needs to be booked one week in advance.

In the slightly cool air in Zhoucao, there is also a light sandalwood rosin.

Should have just left.

Look at the little white sheep on the cake, that is his zodiac sign, there will be every year.

His mother should miss him very much.

He bent down to lift the cake, closed the door and entered the house.

Sitting down opposite Han Yu, the phone received a message that it was his father.

Yi Heng--Happy, we won't talk about the past today, Dad bought you a Phantom, see if you like it.

Then, a photo was sent.

Looking up from the photo, you can see the glittering gold logo, the smooth silver body, and a group of people holding a "Happy Birthday" banner.

Fu Yizhen looked at his phone, and replied blankly - thank you, Dad.

He sent another message to his mother--Mom, thank you, the cake has been received, I like it very much, let you worry about it, brother Yu and I are very good, he made a lot of delicious food, buy me a cake tonight, you don’t have to worry I.

Fu Yixuan continued typing - I have gained a little weight, so you don't have to worry about me anymore.

Fu Yizhen raised his head and met Han Yu's staring eyes, but Han Yu still didn't ask anything.

"Brother Yu, take the cake apart." Fu Yizhang said.

Han Yu untied the ribbon, took off the transparent cover, inserted a candle and lit it.Fu Yizheng pulled his wrist and tugged, Han Yu went over and sat beside him.

Under the flickering candlelight, Han Yu put a hat on him and sang birthday songs.

After a song ended, Fu Yizheng was still dumbfounded, Han Yu reminded: "Close your eyes, make a wish, and blow out the candles."

Fu Yizheng lowered his head, exhaled with pouting mouth, and blew out the candles of the two cakes.

One was bought by Han Yu, and the other was bought by his mother.

In the darkness, another beam of light came on, and Han Yu lit another fat red candle.

With the candlelight shining on their faces, Han Yu dug some cake with his index finger and wiped it on Fu Yizheng's nose and face.

"Happy birthday, eighteen!" Han Yu smiled.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yizhang looked at his row of white teeth, and said, "Come take a picture and send it to my mother."

Fu Yizheng held up the phone and turned the camera around.Han Yu plucked his bangs twice, showing his white teeth, showing two scissor hands, leaning his head against Fu Yizheng.

Fu Yizheng took a picture, turned to look at him, and took another picture. Soon, he leaned over, kissed Han Yu's cheek, and took another picture.

He sent the first one to Fu Yitang.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yizhang ate a bit of both cakes, and after eating a bit, he thought, "I want to move out because..."

Han Yu led him on and said, "Well, why?"

"I'm afraid you'll blame me," Fu Yizhen put his hands on his bent knees, and said, "I did something bad."

Han Yu put down the cake in his hand and looked at him with a smile, "I don't blame you, I'm not stupid."

Fu Yizheng thought for a while, and said one by one, saying that the house was mortgaged by him, he lost 500 million in stocks, and went home to sell his mother's jewelry, which sold for more than 1000 million, and bought all the game currency.

The game currency did not make any money.

Only a few days later, his father found out about him, and he was kicked out penniless.

After he finished speaking, he quietly waited for Han Yu to scold him, even if he lost his temper with him.

Han Yu raised his eyes and watched his cautious expression.

Seeing that Han Yu didn't speak, Fu Yizheng said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Han Yu shook his head and said, "I see, it's over."

Fu Yizheng grabbed his hand, leaned over, knelt down on the ground excitedly, and hurriedly said, "I can buy that house back now. I sold all my game coins, and there are 800 million."

The game coins were sold at a low price, and he cleared them all in less than a month, but he lost several million more.

He took out the card, put it in Han Yu's palm, and said, "All the money is here, you take care of it, and I will use as much as you give in the future."