look at me

While eating, Fu Gangqiang sent WeChat messages with Bai Chuan. There was nothing important, and they were all very common words. Because the person who sent the message was different, the text message had a unique meaning.

Fu Gangqiang controlled his facial nerves a few times to prevent himself from laughing unconsciously.

"Who are you sending wechat messages to? A colleague?" Fu's mother asked.

"Yes, colleague." Afraid of revealing his secrets, Fu Gangqiang sent a red envelope to the WeChat group of the sales department. Within five seconds, everyone in the sales department took the bait like a koi raised in a pond. With the momentum of receiving the red envelope, it buzzed and vibrated.

"The company group has a lot of WeChat. Fu Gangqiang said calmly.

Zhizi Mo Ruomu, her son's expression when chatting, doesn't look like he is dealing with work, his eyes seem to be shining.

Fu's mother never looked at Fu Gangqiang's diary and mobile phone, even if Fu Gangqiang never changed the password.Every time Mom Fu borrowed his mobile phone, she would ask for the password again.

This is a kind of respect. Mother and child, lovers, and friends all have space for each other, so that life will not be out of breath.

Mother Fu, who loves music, has her own philosophy of life.

"Have you met a new girl recently?"

Fu's mother's question seemed to set off an alarm. Fu Gangqiang put his mobile phone in his pocket and said calmly, "No, I'm so busy at work all day, so I don't have time."

"A newcomer to the company?"

"It's not the recruitment period, and it's not the time for interns to join the company. There are no newcomers."

"Yeah." Fu's mother looked at her son thoughtfully, and said, "If you have a chance, grab what you like. Now girls like to take the initiative. Don't waste on flowers and jewelry. Save enough. Buy yourself two more outfits and stop dressing like pajamas."

Black, white, and gray sweaters or hoodies, paired with similar sports pants, look like pajamas in Mama Fu's eyes. If they are the same color, they are autumn clothes for autumn and winter.

Fu Gangqiang still understands the gifts that girls like. Bags, jewelry and the like can never go wrong. What does Bai Chuan like?

game?Bai Chuan doesn't play mobile games, but occasionally plays Switch.fishing?Ball games?There seems to be a little bit of dabbling in each, but not to the point of fascination.

It will be Christmas next month, and Fu Gangqiang only noticed that he hadn't prepared a gift yet.

After dinner, Fu Gangqiang was in charge of washing the dishes and tidying them up. It was past eight o'clock when he watched TV with his parents.

"It's almost time. I have to get up early tomorrow. I'll go home first and come back next week." Fu Gangqiang got up and put on his coat.

"I've packed the dishes for you. They're in the kitchen thermos. Take both buckets away." Mama Fu picked up four oranges and finally found a sweet one. Father Fu's sour brow Wrinkled.

"Here." Mother Fu stood at the door to send her son off, divided the sweet oranges into two, and gave half to Fu Gangqiang.The tradition of the Fu family is that good things should be shared together, and they will never be given to their sons.

Simply put, no one should be greedy.

Eating alone does not exist.

Fu Gangqiang held a bucket in one hand, and with no free hand, lowered his head and put half an orange into his mouth.

"Go back and drive slowly." Father Fu urged.

"Don't worry, don't come out to see me off, it's cold outside." Fu Gangqiang pushed open the door, and the cold air rushed towards him.

This small villa with a yard was bought by Fu's father a few years ago. The reason is that Fu's mother wanted to live a pastoral life in her old age, grow vegetables in the yard, eat and grow by herself, and called it returning to nature.

As a result, the house was bought, and Fu’s mother happily bought seeds and saplings from the Internet. She also said that she wanted to plant durians. When Fu’s father looked at the saplings, they didn’t look like durians.

Sure enough, after two winters and summers, that unknown tree has been planted in the backyard without even bearing a single fruit.

"Don't forget about brother Hu Die!" Mother Fu shouted behind her.

"Remember, okay, let's go back quickly." Fu Gangqiang beckoned and put the lunch box into the mineral water tank in the trunk to prevent the thermos from shaking back and forth.

Getting in the car and firing, Fu Gangqiang looked at the screen and reversed the car. There was a tree on the left that was in the way. Fu Gangqiang stuck his head out of the car window and said, "This tree can be removed someday. Is it okay?" I wanted to say it before.

"No, that's a durian tree!" Fu's mother said quickly, while Fu's father beside her was silent and did not express any opinions.

Is the durian tree so weak?Fu Gangqiang took a few glances, backed out of the yard, and Fu's father and Fu's mother in the rearview mirror gradually became smaller. After Fu Gangqiang's tail lights were no longer visible, he turned and went home.

After parking the car in the company's parking lot, Fu Gangqiang walked back with the thermos bucket in hand, and sent a WeChat message to Bai Chuan: I'm at the company, I'll be home right away.

Along the way, there were people buying candied haws, so Fu Gangqiang stopped.

The strawberry was cut into two, with a piece of banana sandwiched in the middle, dotted with sesame seeds to form eyes, and wrapped in a layer of sugar, Fu Gangqiang asked, "Is this Santa Claus?"

"Yes! Isn't it Christmas? Let's reflect the season." The candied haws seller said.

"Two skewers."

Walking back with the thermos bucket and rock sugar strawberries, Fu Gangqiang looked up to find the window of Bai Chuan's house. That window seemed to be very different. When he counted to the twentieth floor, he knew which window it was.

The blackout curtains were not drawn today, but the thin gauze curtains were drawn. From the outside, the bright yellow light was diluted by the white gauze curtains, showing the color of lemon cake.

Inhale and exhale, white smoke curls up.Seeing that window, Fu Gangqiang was suddenly a little excited, like a young man rushing to go on a date.

Press the password, open the security lock at the door, and Fu Gangqiang walked into the lobby, with high-grade marble walls, colorful carpets, and the waitress on duty at the front desk. Every time I saw this scene, I felt like I was staying in a hotel.

There was a person sitting on the sofa in the hall. Fu Gangqiang looked at it carefully and blinked involuntarily.

"Why did you come down?"

Bai Chuan, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, wearing a white T-shirt and gray slacks, and a pair of black slippers on his feet, revealing his fair feet. Even for home clothes, he could still wear a stylish look, which attracted the waitress's displeasure. Stop looking at him.

"It's not fun for me to stay at home by myself, I just want to come down to pick you up." Bai Chuan said with a smile.

Fu Gangqiang sent him a WeChat message when he was driving back. As soon as he read the beginning, he rushed downstairs impatiently, sitting on the sofa and waiting.

If there was any movement at the door, he would look up and see that it wasn't Fu Gangqiang, so he was a little disappointed.

Until Fu Gangqiang walked in with his hands full, Bai Chuan felt his heart was about to jump out.

"I'll get it for you."

Fu Gangqiang handed him the lightest rock sugar strawberry: "You take this."

"Bought it for me?"

"When I saw the sweet one, I remembered you, and then I paid for it." Fu Gangqiang walked forward with the thermos bucket in hand: "Go home first, I'll bring you a supper."

The little strawberry figurine with sesame eyes blinking in his hand is glowing red, just like Bai Chuan's auricles.

The elevator door closed, and Fu Gangqiang gently hugged Bai Chuan beside him, and the insulation barrels he carried on his left and right were like two dumbbells.

The two of them didn't have to worry about the security guards in the guard room talking too much. The best thing about the high-end apartment was to protect the privacy of the residents.

Bai Chuan buried his face into his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Actually, I have already come down to wait for you."

"I know." Fu Gangqiang could guess that Bai Chuan went downstairs after he set off from his parents' house.

"I also want to see you soon." Fu Gangqiang kissed Bai Chuan's warm ears lightly.

With scorching breath on his ears, Bai Chuan involuntarily tilted his head to the right, and said softly, "Tighten your arms a little tighter."

The man in her arms is like a white toffee.

When Fu Gangqiang was young, Fu's mother often bought him a kind of toffee, perhaps because he had eaten it since he was a child, and it was easy to eat. Fu Gangqiang, who doesn't like sweets, rarely knows how to eat some now.

The outside is a blue and white packaging, with a drawing of a rabbit, and the rabbit seems to be looking at him through the candy wrapper.

Be careful not to wrinkle the rabbit, and open the candy wrapper to reveal a cylindrical toffee, which is white, fragrant, and a bit hard, and it will soften after you put it in your mouth for a while.

Just like Bai Chuan in his arms, he always had a just right smile, after being held in his arms for a while, it would turn into a thick white syrup, with a milky aroma, and Fu Gangqiang's mind began to lose his clarity.

Opening the door, Fu Gangqiang put the thermos bucket aside, took the strawberries with rock sugar in Bai Chuan's hand and put them on the plate.

Afterwards, regardless of not taking off his coat, Fu Gangqiang hugged Bai Chuan forcefully and bit his lips.Bai Chuan seemed to have been waiting for this moment, with his arms around Fu Gangqiang's waist.

Pushing Bai Chuan against the wall and kissing, it seemed that no matter how close he was, he couldn't express the love in his chest.

"I miss you." Bai Chuan murmured, "It's just an afternoon."

"I understand." Fu Gangqiang kissed him on the cheek, supported his buttocks with both hands, and said, "Jump up hard, and I will carry you to the sofa."

"one two Three!"

His slender and strong legs wrapped around his waist like a child, and Fu Gangqiang carried him to the sofa.

"Strawberry." Bai Chuan pointed to the rock sugar strawberry and said, "If you don't eat it, it will melt." The temperature in the room is relatively high, and the rock sugar strawberry is shining with a light brown sugar color.

Fu Gangqiang changed his course and walked towards the dining table. When he was approaching, Bai Chuan reached out and took the rock sugar strawberries.

The strawberry candy that had condensed into rock sugar softened slightly. Bai Chuan stared at Fu Gangqiang, and slowly applied the candy along the lip line like applying lipstick, and the fine lip lines were filled with rich syrup.

Bai Chuan pursed his lips lightly and in slow motion, just like a girl purses her lips after applying lipstick.The viscous syrup makes a "popping" sound when the lips are closed and opened, just like the texture of glue.

When the lips are opened, they will also pull out slender sugar threads.

"Try it?" The red mole at the end of the eyebrows set off the snow-white complexion, just like the red coral scattered in the snow.

Fu Gangqiang didn't say a word, just changed the route, and went to the sofa.

"Go back to bed!"

The author has something to say: update from tomorrow at 19:30

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