I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

It's just that Fu Zhun still failed to complete the mission of "convincing Cen Xiao to dedicate himself to art" in a short time.

It's fine if you don't finish it, and was "beaten" by Cen Xiao on the spot.

However, in the end, Fu Zhun succeeded in "anti-killing".

This incident caused Cen Xiao to be reluctant to go to Fu Zhun's gallery for a long time when he went abroad to study with Fu Zhun.

Fortunately, at this moment, Cen Xiao, who has returned to the country, does not have to face the gallery again that made him feel quite "psychologically shadowed".

Just face the bubbling, gold-shimmering pink invitation.

"--just a fart."

Cen Xiao felt a pain in his head as he watched Fu Zhun fill in the names of the invitees and the wedding venue one by one.

He picked up the pink pearlescent paper invitation that Fu Zhun had just filled out, glanced at the name on it, and flicked it twice with his fingertips: "Are you sure my mother and my grandma won't be so angry when they see this girly invitation?" join?"

"No." Fu Zhun vowed, "Mom and grandma only think that I have good eyesight."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Can't say no to him, so Cen Xiao picked up another invitation card and shook it: "Then are you sure you will not be laughed to death by Zhou Yuancheng if you send this thing out?"

After all, what was sent out was not just an invitation.

There are also wedding candies in pink boxes and bows tied with white ribbons.

And their faces.

However, Fu Zhun didn't care at all, and said softly, "He dares."

As he spoke, he continued to write down a name, and kept chanting: "If he dares, I'll throw him into the sea and dance with sharks."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Although Cen Xiao has officially issued a statement to withdraw from the circle, many media and netizens are still paying attention to him.

Because of this incident, Fu Zhun booked an island outrageously, and set the wedding venue on a certain small island.

Usually no one can follow.

So now Fu Zhun is very arrogant: "At that time, Zhou Yuancheng will be in the sea, barking so badly every day that he shouldn't, and he will definitely not dare to fart."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Arrogant, □□.

fool.

Cen Xiao rolled his eyes speechlessly, threw the invitation on the table, and completely didn't want to argue with him anymore.

Let the little princess do whatever she likes.

Anyway, he can't control it.

After all, every time he takes control, things will always develop in a strange direction.

Cen Xiao has already experienced "hardship" in these matters, and he doesn't want to jump on the edge again and again.

Unexpectedly, he followed the little princess's wishes and kept silent, but the little princess started to dance dishonestly: "Brother, why are you silent?"

Fu Zhun obviously remembered what happened to Cen Xiao when he refuted him a few times before, and now he laughed wildly: "What's the matter, brother, don't be cowardly."

"..." Cen Xiao was silent for a while, but finally decided to keep silent.

In the past, he provoked Fu Zhun because he thought that Fu Zhun seemed to be on par with him, and he probably would not be able to please anyone in a fight.

But Cen Xiao forgot that Fu Zhun is now a man taller than him.

Even if he teases, coquettishly and calls brother, he is still a big man.

Now Cen Xiao feels a little ashamed when he thinks of the things he did beyond his control.

After a moment of silence, he directly picked up the book he was reading, and moved it from beside Fu Zhun to opposite Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.

Even though he had sensed his gaze, Cen Xiao ignored him and continued to flip through the book, preparing for his going abroad.

However, within 2 minutes, the person opposite Cen Xiao suddenly started acting like a monster.

The pen in Fu Zhun's hand seemed to be out of ink, and after two strokes it seemed that he couldn't write, so he began to search for ink.

After looking through all the drawers under the desk, he ran to Cen Xiao to look through the drawers.

"What are you doing?" Cen Xiao looked at the person squatting next to him and rubbed back and forth, and sighed with a headache: "The ink is on your side, the third drawer on your right."

"Not over there." Fu Zhun raised his head and looked at him innocently, "If you don't believe me, go and see."

Cen Xiao stood up angrily, and went to the opposite side to find ink for him.

He was the one who put the ink, and he said it was there, but Fu Zhun was blind and said he couldn't see it.

The drawer where the ink was stored was leaning against the wall, and the back of the chair was also touching the wall. The gap between the table and the chair was not too big, and Cen Xiao couldn't squat down.

He simply sat directly on Fu Zhun's chair, and he could open the drawer as long as he reached out.

He knew the location of these gadgets like the back of his hand, he touched them as soon as he reached in, took them out and put them on the table: "Isn't it?"

"It's too dark to see." Fu Zhun glanced at the bottle of ink and started talking nonsense.

His misfortune didn't happen once or twice, and he often asked Cen Xiao to help him find things.

Hearing his nonsense, Cen Xiao didn't feel anything strange this time, and after a cold snort, he got up and wanted to leave.

However, it was only at this time that he realized that the seat he was sitting in happened to be a small corner of the study.

There is a wall behind, a desk in front, a bookcase against the wall on the right, and the only road on the left is still blocked by Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun just stood aside, innocently playing with the ink bottle in his hand.

Looking up at him, Cen Xiao put away his suspicious gaze, stood up directly and wanted to squeeze out from beside him.

However, Fu Zhun seemed not to notice, still looking down at the ink bottle in his hand, without moving.

"Give it up." Cen Xiao raised his hand to push him, "It's blocking me."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun gave a little reaction.

He put the glass bottle on the table, put his arms around his waist, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, my hands are sore."

Cen Xiao: "..."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably, as if something bad was about to happen.

He gritted his teeth, pulled the troublesome hand from his waist, and forced a sentence: "Then don't write."

"It's too late if I don't write." Fu Zhun rubbed his wrist, pretending to be delicate, and said, "If you pull me like this, I won't be able to write anymore."

While talking, he leaned forward with an innocent face, pushing Cen Xiao to the edge of the table: "Look, I've written so much."

He had finished writing a stack of invitations, but there was still a row of names left on the list.

Cen Xiao half leaned against the table, and turned his back to get the list, "How much is left? I'll write it."

After pausing for a moment, he reminded: "But my handwriting is not as good as yours, so don't blame me if you are despised."

Unexpectedly, with these two words, he directly stepped into Fu Zhun's trap: "Then I will write with my brother."

As soon as the words fell, before Cen Xiao could react, Fu Zhun sat on his lap with a confused expression on his face.

Fu Zhun held his hand from behind him, leading him to write his name on the invitation as if teaching him to write.

Cen Xiao was stunned for two seconds, then punched him with his backhand: "What's the difference between this and writing it yourself?"

"Yes." Fu Zhun said nonsense without blushing, "Dog food tastes better when written like this."

Cen Xiao: "..."

He sighed speechlessly, very puzzled by his little thoughts, but he didn't stop him.

Fu Zhun led him to write for a while, then moaned and yelled that he was tired, loosened his paws and put them on Cen Xiao's waist, and just hugged him to watch him write.

After Cen Xiao's hand was freed, he just wanted to make a quick decision, and his writing speed immediately accelerated a lot.

After writing a few pages in this way, the person behind him seemed to think that he was writing too fast and was about to finish, so he suddenly moved his fingertips and scratched his waist.

Cen Xiao shuddered abruptly, and the tip of the pen swept across the clean paper in an instant, leaving a long black mark.

He looked at the word "Nian" in "Jiang Suinian" which was dragged out for a long time, and was speechless for a while.

It's all underlined, so I definitely can't ask for it.

Cen Xiao turned his head and glanced at the culprit, and saw that the culprit was staring at him innocently, saying plausibly: "The two good students you brought out have been talking badly to me all day, this is retribution."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao threw the invitation into the wastebasket aside, and prepared to get a new one.

It's just that the hand is gone, and he can only reach out to reach the pile far away.

However, as soon as he got up, Fu Zhun behind him also got up.

He pushed Cen Xiao against the narrow edge of the table, and he couldn't even turn around.

When Cen Xiao was hugged so tightly by Fu Zhuncong from behind, his back stiffened suddenly.

He straightened up and stared at him sideways: "Go back."

"No." Fu Zhun buried his face in his neck and rubbed, "Legs are sore."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Do something serious. This man is full of problems.

Cen Xiao sneered: "Then you go out and I will write it myself."

"What's the hurry, take a break." Fu Zhun, who just said that it was too late to write, became more leisurely now.

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao was about to say a few words to him, but suddenly felt a delicate kiss on his neck.

Wherever the breeze blows, there are ripples.

He was defenseless, and suddenly couldn't stand up.

With empty hands and no support to draw on, in the end he had no choice but to hook Fu Zhun with his backhand.

The person behind him seemed to have noticed it, and suddenly bent down to push him against the table.

Cen Xiao froze, stopped and said, "Stop making trouble."

From this angle, he could see the completed invitations as soon as he looked up.

It was as if the people in the invitation, standing aside now, could see them too.

Cen Xiao couldn't take it anymore.

He was in stark contrast to the cold desk beneath him, hot and cold, moving and still.

"Fu Zhun." Cen Xiao's throat suddenly felt a little dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

He turned his head slightly, his eyes half-opened, but a little out of focus, as if he was looking at Fu Zhun, but he seemed to be in a daze.

There were faint traces of scratches from his fingertips on the desktop.

Hearing Cen Xiao calling him, Fu Zhun's delicate kiss fell on his eyes.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took Cen Xiao's hand on the table into his palm, and said softly, "I'm here."

In the end, Jiang Suinian's pitiful invitation had been forgotten.

Neither of them remembered that his invitation had been miswritten and was still lying in the wastebasket.

……

The next day, Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun sent out the local invitations in person, and it was considered that they had run through the entire Huadu.

It was late at night when I got home.

During the period, Fu Zhun was dragged by a friend to drink two cups.

Although he was not delirious, he still couldn't drive the car, so Cen Xiao could only do it for him on the way back.

He didn't delay much on the road, and even turned into a certain commercial street to take a shortcut.

The night is silent, and the LED display screens on the facades of major shopping malls in the distance are flashing eye-catching lights, which are in stark contrast to the thick night.

In such a city center where land is extremely expensive, the stores in the small commercial street are also exquisitely decorated, not letting go of a chance to make money.

Even though it was getting late at night, there were still many people on the sidewalk, walking in twos and threes, buying a cup of milk tea from the milk tea shop, talking and laughing all the way.

However, there are very few cars on this road, and you basically have to go to the intersection to take a taxi.

Cen Xiao drove unimpeded all the way.

However, when the car passed a certain store, Fu Zhun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, saw someone and suddenly said, "Brother, fall back."

Cen Xiao: "?"

Fortunately, there were no cars on this road, so it would not be a problem for Cen Xiao to fall backwards.

He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw a familiar figure on the sidewalk beside the road.

Although he was wearing a mask, he could still tell from his figure that it seemed to be Jiang Suinian.

He was walking alone on the side of the street, unable to see his expression clearly, and difficult to distinguish his emotions.

Seeing this person, Cen Xiao suddenly recalled the invitation that was thrown into the wastebasket.

With an unnatural expression on his face, Cen Xiao slowly reversed the car.

As the car stopped, he saw Fu Zhun come out with a pair of sunglasses to pretend to be aggressive.

Like a two hundred and fifty.

Cen Xiao's forehead twitched, and just as he was about to stop him, he heard him talking nonchalantly out of the car window——

"Hey, isn't this Lu Shenhao's little boyfriend? Jiang Suinian's classmate."

The car stopped slowly, Fu Zhun rolled down the window of the co-pilot, put his hands on the window sill, and curled his lips, as if watching the excitement was not a big deal.

"..." Cen Xiao didn't want to speak anymore.

He wished Jiang Suinian hadn't seen him.

Exhaling deeply, he took out an electronic cigarette from the storage box, trying to soothe his brain that was throbbing with anger.

Probably still a little curious, Cen Xiao glanced sideways in the direction of the sidewalk.

It's okay not to glance, but when he glanced, he felt his head hurt even more.

Because Jiang Suinian seemed to be observing him, his expression seemed to say——

How did you find Fu Zhun's two hundred and five?

Cen Xiao: "..."

He slowly and helplessly exhaled a smoke ring, just about to change the subject to help Fu Zhun save his respect.

But when Fu Zhun noticed that Jiang Suinian was looking behind him, he turned his body to block Cen Xiao directly.

Cen Xiao's sight was cut off instantly.

Sniffing angrily and laughingly, Cen Xiao didn't bother to speak, and simply let him go.

At this time, Jiang Suinian turned his attention to Fu Zhun, and asked lightly, "Ms. Fu, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just seeing your expression, I suddenly want to send you a song, I hope you can be happy every day." Fu Zhunke took the opportunity to take revenge on him, and sang directly: "Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can Find better ones."

Jiang Suinian: "..."

Hearing the sound, the corners of Cen Xiao's mouth could not help but curl up.

It's not that he was happy to see people quarreling, but he thought Fu Zhun's revenge was a bit amusing.

However, Jiang Suinian outside the window was obviously pissed off.

He didn't even want to hum anymore, and he didn't even bother to roll his eyes, so he turned his head and walked away.

"Come, come, let's follow him." Fu Zhun turned around and tilted his head in Jiang Suinian's direction.

Cen Xiao glanced at him, secretly raised the corner of his lips that he couldn't see, and drove the car slowly.

Following Fu Zhun's wishes, his speed was surprisingly slow, basically in line with the walking Jiang Suinian.

Fu Zhun was probably free, so he dug out two blank invitations from the storage box and filled them in without any hassle.

The name is flamboyant, but the address is written neatly and clearly, as if others might not be able to find the place.

He shook the invitation in his hand, and asked Jiang Suinian who was walking by the street, "Do you want it?"

"No." Jiang Suinian glanced at him and said with a sneer, "I don't have the money to go."

"Oh, it seems that Lu Shenhao is really not good at it." Fu Zhun smiled casually, and said in a leisurely tone: "You really have to learn from your teacher Cen when you pick out men. Just look at him, and you will see me right away. ——This man who specially booked an island to marry him."

Jiang Suinian: "..."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao closed his eyes in despair.

He felt that Fu Zhun's two hundred and five images might be deeply ingrained in Jiang Suinian's mind.

However, the two hundred and five couldn't detect it, and shook the two invitation cards in his hand again, and there was an aura of wanting to sprinkle dog food all over his body: "Hey, keep it."

Taking advantage of no cars passing by, he stretched out his hand to Jiang Suinian. He had been holding it for a long time, and his hand was sore.

Jiang Suinian glanced at it, as if thinking of something, he stopped abruptly.

He stared at the two wedding invitations for a long time, but he never stretched out his hand.

It wasn't until the sound of a car's horn honking from behind, reminding the car in front to leave quickly, that Jiang Suinian finally regained his senses, and wanted to walk over to get the invitation from Fu Zhun.

However, when the whistle sounded, it was Cen Xiao who responded the fastest.

The road here is narrow, and their identities are not easy to attract attention. After the whistle sounded, he didn't wait for the other two to recover, and subconsciously stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. No.

The car was caught off guard, Fu Zhun accidentally let go of his hand, and the two invitations floated out.

"What's the matter?" Fu Zhun looked at the two floating invitation cards, took his hands back, and said in a daze.

Cen Xiao was silent, "It's nothing, there was a car calling from behind just now."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun nodded, glanced at the rearview mirror, his attention was obviously on the two poor invitations just now: "I hope your good student will be more sensible, don't ruin my beautiful invitations, After all, I still want to invite them to be best men to witness our great love."

Cen Xiao: "..."

It's their generous dog food.

I don't know if Fu Zhun's mouth is open. Good things don't work and bad things work. It's really a prophecy.

On the day of the wedding, when Fu Zhun saw the two damaged invitation cards, his forehead jumped wildly.

He looked at Lu Shenhao who went straight to the lounge and forced a heart-to-heart talk with him, and suddenly regretted why he invited them to be best men.

Isn't this messing with yourself?

Probably because of seeing Fu Zhun getting married, the god Lu Shenhao sat on the sofa, poised his chin and began to think about his life problems——

"Why on earth do you think he doesn't want to marry me?"

This is the No.11 time he asked.

Before that, Fu Zhun gave ten different answers.

Like "he doesn't love you".

Lu Shenhao sneered: "Fart."

Another example is "he is married".

Lu Shenhao said indifferently, "How is it possible?"

Or "he hasn't played enough".

Lu Shenhao disdains: "Who else can he play with besides me?"

Or "you can't fucking do it".

Lu Shenhao jumped up: "You're the fucker!"

And so on.

When Fu Zhun was asked No. 11 times, he was already very annoyed.

He took out Lu Shenhao's wedding invitation, opened the two holes on it and said, "With your operation, if I were Jiang Suinian, I wouldn't marry you either."

Fu Zhun was extremely irritable now. He pointed to the two holes, and with his fingertips, he touched the half-picked name on the top, pointed at the word "kidney good" on it, and mocked: "You don't even get married You want to rub off on my wedding, why? Want to have an AA with me?"

"That's not true." Lu Shenhao stared at the invitation in a daze for a while, "This is the interest between me and him, you don't understand."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"So you don't even want to have an AA with me." Fu Zhun was full of sarcasm: "You are really beautiful."

He was not at all interested in why the two men were not married.

All he cared about was that his lovely invitation was ruined like this by the two of them.

This caused Fu Zhun to have a bad mood for both of them for a long time afterwards.

Even when he was going to change clothes in the locker room at halftime, Fu Zhun walked by Lu Shenhao with a bad face.

When they were planning the wedding process, Zhou Yuancheng suggested a session of "Tang Bohu Spotting Autumn Fragrance".

It's just that Cen Xiao would rather spend his brain guessing than being "Qiu Xiang", and finally fell on Fu Zhun and the best man group.

A group of them put on fat little pink bear doll costumes, and they couldn't walk easily.

Zhou Yuancheng yelled from behind: "Fu Zhun, are you sick? What are you doing with this suit? Just put on a mask and headgear or something like that?"

"It's only casual when you get married." Fu Zhun walked ahead holding Xiong's big head, turned around and gave him a disgusted look: "And with your body shape, a hood can cover you? You can know who you are even if you close your eyes .”

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

"It's alright, excuse me, don't attack me personally." Zhou Yuancheng really didn't dare to offend the groom.

He was afraid that he would be thrown into the sea and dance with the sharks.

The seven little pink bears all put on their headgear before going out, lined up neatly, and wandered all the way to the host.

Unfortunately, what Fu Zhun didn't know was that Cen Xiao could tell from a long distance that it was just him.

The one who walks the most must be.

Cen Xiao couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

As soon as they came out, someone suddenly yelled "Beauty and the Beast".

When the host heard someone shouting this from below, he was instantly amused: "Just now I heard someone say that this is "Beauty and the Beast"?"

What's even more outrageous is that as soon as he said this, someone below started shouting——

"No! This is "Snow White and His Seven Male Guests"!"

Cen Xiao: "..."

The experience of women's clothing in high school came to mind instantly, causing his forehead to twitch.

Cen Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, not knowing who to vent his anger on, so he could only turn his head and stare at Fu Zhun who was standing at the end.

Fu Zhun was startled by his stare, and vaguely noticed that Cen Xiao seemed to see who he was.

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and hugged Lu Shenhao next to him, and changed places with him.

They are about the same height, and they will not be found if they secretly change positions.

It's just that the bear heads of these two people are too big, and when they changed positions, the two big heads collided suddenly.

With such a sudden collision, no one could catch it, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

Cen Xiao, who was being questioned by the host in front, was taken aback, and turned around to help the last bear.

However, just as he reached out to grab the bear's arm, another bear that had fallen on the ground raised its head resentfully.

Cen Xiao: "..."

Although he didn't know where the resentment was exuding, Cen Xiao somehow felt that there was a strong resentment in this action.

Cen Xiao was overwhelmed by the resentment and immediately withdrew his hand, suddenly doubting his judgment just now.

Could it be that the one opposite is Fu Zhun?

Sure enough, as soon as Cen Xiao let go, the bear's resentment on the opposite side instantly became less serious.

It's just that the bear next to him has been helped up by others, but the bear on the opposite side is still unwilling to stand up.

Just looking up at him like that, as if asking——

Why don't you help me?

It's just that before Cen Xiao reached out, the host on the side came out to smooth things over.

"Some accidents happened suddenly here." The host smiled and said, "Is this two bears fighting for favor?"

Two bears "competing for favor": "..."

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly turned their heads in unison, with an air of disgust in between.

However, the host didn't notice it, and still said to himself: "If that's the case, why don't you two introduce yourself first?"

"The one that is lying on the ground and refuses to get up, can you tell me first?" The host put the microphone to Xiong's mouth: "What do you think is your advantage compared with the other six male guests?"

This question fell into Fu Zhun's ears, making him inexplicably familiar.

It seemed that someone had asked him this question a long time ago.

He thought for a moment, but his mind suddenly went blank, and he couldn't remember who asked where.

Before the brain could react, the mouth had already subconsciously opened its mouth.

Fu Zhun's gaze shifted from the host to Cen Xiao, and he moved his lips subconsciously, as if the answer had already been engraved in his bones: "I will love you forever. We will spend therestofourlifetogether."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao froze in place.

Even Wenxi and his party in the audience were stunned.

Because Fu Zhun's answer is the same as what he said when he was acting in a stage play.

At that time, I obviously forgot the words and made up the answer now, but it was still word for word after eight years.

Cen Xiao looked into the eyes of the little pink bear and remained silent for a while.

It was as if he could see Fu Zhun through it.

A smile spread across his lips, and he said to the host: "Don't guess, just let him, whether it is or not, I will take it home."

"Huh? Why? Because he speaks good English?" The host didn't expect this session to go so fast, and couldn't help joking.

Cen Xiao looked down at the little pink bear who was reluctant to get up on the ground, and his gaze never moved away.

Hearing the host's question, he still stared at the bear, and replied lightly: "Because he says she will love me forever."

As soon as the words fell, the bear paused, and suddenly raised its hand to show him its heart.

It's just that this heart is very ugly.

He wanted to compare it on top of his head, but the head was too big; he wanted to compare it with two hands, but the bear's paw was too fat.

In the end, he could only quietly stretch out four pink fingers and compared him with two small hearts.

The hearts are still close together, as if implying that he will also say the second half of the sentence.

Cen Xiao was amused by his appearance.

He collected himself, and the moment he retracted his gaze, he spoke slowly again and continued the second half of the sentence.

Same as Fu Zhun, exactly the same as that sentence back then——

"I believe that people who love each other will always be together."

Encounter is you, youth is you.

The reunion is you, the rest of my life is you.