I'm poor

The phone rang suddenly, interrupting Fang Yi's chaotic thoughts.

It was Assistant Lin calling, Fang Yi paused for a moment to adjust his mood before pressing to answer.

"what's up?"

"Manager Fang, a few people suddenly went to the factory to check just now, saying that they received a call to report that our product raw materials have quality problems."

"It shouldn't be," Fang Yi frowned, and walked quickly back to the room with his mobile phone in hand: "Have you checked the raw material records in the factory area every day, such as the production date and expiration date?"

"I've checked it, and it's all right." Assistant Lin hesitated and said his thoughts: "I think the competitor company deliberately framed us. Would you like to come to the factory to see the situation?"

Fang Yi struggled for a while, turned his head and glanced at the direction of the balcony, and then said: "I still have things to do, you can go and look after me at the factory first, we have all the procedures in place, there should be no problem, you remember Bring all the certificates and the purchase order, and just show them what you want to check."

"Understood, I'm going to prepare now."

Fang Yi hung up the phone, turned to the kitchen and poured the soaked soybeans last night into the soymilk machine in silence. The loud noise of the blade cutting the soybeans instantly filled the silent house.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Yi reappeared on the balcony with two cups of warm soybean milk and toast, and he put the dinner plate on the small table.

"After breakfast, I'll take you to the hospital for a re-examination of your foot injury, and make sure you're fine before leaving."

Yan Qinsheng lowered his head and looked at his feet. Now that he has almost recovered, he will not feel pain when walking. After the reexamination, he should be able to part ways with Fang Yi.

Today Fang Yi's fried eggs are not battered, Yan Qinsheng is very pleased, even without his care, Fang Yi can support himself, no longer need a nanny like him who can only do housework, gratifying.

Fang Yi did not take Yan Qinsheng to the hospital for reexamination as promised, but drove the car to the gate of the university.

The moment Yan Qinsheng saw the school gate, he felt a little uneasy, he was vigilant and grabbed the seat belt on his chest: "What did you bring me here for?"

"You'll know when you go in."

Fang Yi got out of the car and opened the door of the passenger seat to pull Yan Qinsheng out, and the two walked into the huge school one after the other.

When Fang Yi went out today, he didn't use pomade to fix his hair. His hair was soft and natural. Wearing jeans and sneakers, he looked less arrogant and arrogant.

He held Yan Qinsheng's hand and put it in his coat pocket, then walked through every path he had ever walked.

The students on the campus leave one batch after another, and the scenery of the four seasons never changes.Yan Qinsheng remembered every place. He and Fang Yi chatted on the stone bench downstairs in the dormitory, ate in the cafeteria, kissed in the gazebo, and had a snowball fight on the trail.

Yan Qinsheng is very depressed now, back to the old campus, there is nothing to miss in his memories, except for Fang Yi and only Fang Yi, this bastard who occupied his mind.

Fang Yi stopped at the entrance of the school's photo studio and looked at the signboard: "Fortunately, it's not closed."

"What are you doing here?" Yan Qinsheng was dragged into the photo studio with a blank expression on his face.

The boss here is also the only photographer. He was watching a movie on his mobile phone while nibbling sunflower seeds. He asked without raising his eyelids, "What did you print?"

"Taking pictures." Fang Yi replied.

Seeing the business, the photographer put down the melon seeds in his hand, dusted his hand, picked up the camera and fiddled with it, and asked: "Would you like a blue background or a white background, and how many inches? If you paste it on your resume, it is recommended to have a white background. Now many units require work cards." The ID photo with a white background will be used in the future.”

Fang Yi's hand was still holding Yan Qinsheng's hand in his pocket, and he squeezed Yan Qinsheng's hand hard with his hot palm: "Red bottom, for two people."

Yan Qinsheng and the photographer looked at Fang Yi in astonishment at the same time. The photographer scanned the two of them back and forth several times with complicated eyes, and then laughed dryly: "Ah... you two take pictures?"

"Fang Yi, stop joking." Yan Qinsheng complained softly, secretly trying to withdraw his hand, but Fang Yi's grip became tighter and tighter, and it was hard to break free. Yan Qinsheng had to turn his head away to explain to the photographer with a blushing face: "He Nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. I told you before when I accompanied you to take ID photos, and I will take a couple photo with you after graduation." Fang Yi was extra serious this time, dragging Yan Qinsheng to the front of the curtain, habitually using the little boss's He asked the photographer in an oppressive manner: "Can you take a picture, if you don't, I'll find another place."

"Shooting, why don't you make money if you have money." The photographer scratched his head depressingly, now the young man is so fucking open, and he doesn't feel ashamed.

Fang Yi sat up straight on the stool, and then dragged Yan Qinsheng to sit beside him. Yan Qinsheng still looked unwilling, struggling to get up on the chair, and then Fang Yi pinched his waist maliciously, In an instant he froze.

"Sit down, look at me, and smile." The photographer held the camera and bent over to point at the two, pressed the shutter with a click, and then looked down at the camera. In the photo, one is serious and the other is dumbfounded. The atmosphere is bitter and bitter. Yes, it is particularly incongruous with the glowing red curtain, even a little funny.

"Let's take another one, neither of them smiled, it's not festive at all." Such a photo can't be taken, the photographer gestured very professionally: "Smile, be happy from the bottom of your heart, imagine tomorrow You can enter the palace of marriage..."

"Just take one shot." Yan Qinsheng couldn't listen anymore, he raised his hand to cover his flushed face and waved to the photographer: "Don't take any more shots."

"No more shots?" The photographer cast a look and asked Fang Yi, he could tell which of the two was the one who made the decision.

"Let's just use the one just now." Fang Yi got up and went to the photographer and turned the camera to look at the photo: "It's pretty good."

After taking the photos and coming out of the photo studio, Yan Qinsheng just walked ahead and ignored Fang Yi. In the morning, he thought that Fang Yi had changed his mind, but the result was still the same. He did whatever he wanted, never asked him if he was happy.

Fang Yi caught up and handed him the photo: "One for each of us."

Yan Qinsheng stopped in his tracks and finally couldn't help getting angry: "Why are you such a bastard? Who wants to film this thing with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yi turned his face and forced him to exchange a long and lingering kiss.

It was during the class break, and the students swarmed from the dormitory building to the teaching building with books, and looked sideways at the two of them as they passed by.

Even if he couldn't see the expressions of passers-by, Yan Qinsheng could still feel the gazes on him and Fang Yi, laughing, contemptuous, excited, angry, all kinds of gazes intertwined, sharper than knives.

Because Fang Yi couldn't be pushed away no matter what, Yan Qinsheng bit his lip hard, Fang Yi took a breath, then let go and looked at him with aggrieved face.

"Are you crazy!" Yan Qinsheng couldn't bear it and yelled at him.

"I just want to tell everyone that you are mine, and it doesn't matter what you do. I want both good and bad, and I only want you!" Fang Yi grabbed Yan Qinsheng's hand emotionally and refused to let go: "What do you want? You are willing to forgive me, you tell me, as long as you open your mouth, I can do anything, but can you stop torturing me like this. "

"I torment you?" Yan Qinsheng has been stalked by Fang Yi so much that he has nothing to say, but he doesn't want to continue arguing with him under the watchful eyes of the public. Discuss with him in a tone: "Can we go back? Go back, let's go now."

Fang Yi nodded, and his mood eased a lot. At least Yan Qinsheng is willing to go back with him, which is a good thing.

When getting in the car, Yan Qinsheng got angry and didn't sit in the passenger seat, and ran to sit in the back seat alone. Fang Yi handed over the photo from the driver's seat and kept promoting it: "Look, it's a good shot."

Yan Qinsheng glanced perfunctorily at the two-inch ID photo, it was not a good one at all, he looked extraordinarily stupid in the photo, but Fang Yi looked like a dog in the photo, no wonder he thought it looked good.

"Qin Sheng, take this as a marriage." Fang Yi looked down at the photo in his palm and felt sad. Unfortunately, there was no place to post it. He worked so hard to make money, but in the end he couldn't even buy two marriage certificates.

He leaned on the driver's seat and sighed. It would be great if he had a certificate, and he would have to tie Yan Qinsheng to do it. No matter how much the two quarreled in the future, they would be bound by the law, and no one could get rid of the other.

Fang Yi raised his eyes to look at Yan Qinsheng in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and he was also staring down at the photo with the same regretful expression.

Fang Yi stuffed his own photo into the transparent interlayer of the wallet, stepped on the accelerator and drove off into the distance.

He didn't drive home directly, but made a detour to the Civil Affairs Bureau. The two sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau and watched couples walking in with glowing faces and holding hands.

Fang Yi reached out to touch Yan Qinsheng's hand and held it tightly: "Qin Sheng, I know you lack a sense of security and don't trust me. I will give you all the financial management rights of the company later. If I make mistakes again, you can directly take the money away from me. My money was cut off and I was left on the streets."

Yan Qinsheng still ignored him.

Fang Yi continued: "When I earn more money, I will bring you to immigrate with me. I will definitely give you a status. You are my lover, the kind of nail on the board."

The word "name" quietly splashed water in Yan Qinsheng's heart, his eyes turned red when he lowered his head, and it took a long time before he suddenly said: "Your parents will not allow you to immigrate."

"I don't need their consent, I've fallen out a long time ago. I've been kicked out of the house by my dad. To some extent, I should be like you, helpless." Fang Yi pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled pretendingly.

Yan Qinsheng raised his head in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Fang Yi explained: "Because my parents always urged me to get married and have children, so I told my family."

"What did you say?" Yan Qinsheng unconsciously became nervous.

Fang Yi met his eyes with sincere eyes.

"I told my dad that I only want Yan Qinsheng in my life. Don't introduce someone to me. Even if you force me to get married, I won't be able to have a grandson."

Yan Qinsheng's eyes widened in astonishment, "I don't know when this happened, how can you say that, they will definitely not be able to stand it."

"I said it when I went home during the Chinese New Year."

Fang Yi recalled that at that time, he hadn't broken up with Xie Qi and raised Yan Qinsheng as a lover. He was in a mess, but when his father forced him to go on a blind date, the only thing he blurted out in a hurry was Yan Qinsheng's name.

He said that if I want to marry, I can only marry Yan Qinsheng. You have also seen that boy who went to college with me.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi couldn't help but smiled wryly, "My dad was indeed very angry at the time. He grew up so big. The first time he slapped me, he smashed his tens of thousands of tea sets. If my mother and Aunt Li didn't stop me Thinking about it, I guess that purple sand tea bucket smashed my head open."

Yan Qinsheng was so shocked that he couldn't speak. In the past, he always couldn't understand why Fang Yi had such a solid family background. Why did he insist on starting a business by himself, and worked hard every day to solicit customers and negotiate orders. It turned out that Fang Yi had nowhere to go Return.

Fang Yi hugged Yan Qinsheng's shoulders and pulled him into his arms, rubbed his chin against the limp hair on Yan Qinsheng's head and continued to show weakness and pretend to be pitiful.

"It's all because of you, no one wants me now, you have to be responsible for me."

Although Yan Qinsheng blamed himself for being guilty, he still murmured softly: "It's not my fault, it's you who insisted on getting me involved."

Fang Yi saw that his attitude had obviously softened, so he simply played a rogue: "My parents and Aunt Li know that you kidnapped me, and my father kicked me out. Now I am homeless. I don't care, you have to be responsible for giving me a home."

Yan Qinsheng's heart softened after all, and he couldn't help the other party feel pity, because he knew that losing the safe haven of "home" meant that no matter how big the wind and rain outside, he had to bear it alone, no one would reach out to help you, no No matter how much someone cares about you and comforts you, even during the holidays, you can only guard the empty house alone, cold pot and cold stove.

Yan Qinsheng himself couldn't bear the pain of being alone and having no one to rely on, let alone someone like Fang Yi who was loved and loved since childhood.

Fang Yi waited cautiously for his reply, so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

Yan Qinsheng stared quietly into his eyes, mustered all his strength to open his mouth and agreed softly: "Okay, I will give you a home."