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Fu Guan was stunned when he heard this.

Shouldn't this be called by children?Is it really appropriate for him to call himself that?

But regardless of whether it fits or not, since the other party mentioned it, and it is such a trivial detail, it would be a little unreasonable if you don't agree, and it's just a title, so it doesn't matter if someone listens to it.

"of course can."

Wen Langxi's eyes immediately filled with joy, he held Fu Guan's hands tightly and said, "You are so kind."

Fu Guan was actually a little disappointed in his heart. He finally understood how easy it is to be liked by a BPD patient. With long hair, a handshake, and this intimate name, he would be considered a good person by the other party.

"I'll get a glass of water." Fu Guan wanted to quickly let go of the hands they were holding.

"Yeah." Wen Langxi nodded, but he didn't let go of his hand, his eyes were glued to Fu Guan's face, as if no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't get enough.

Fu Guan was a little helpless. The other party had been looking at his face half the time since he entered the door. Is there anything that particularly attracted him?

He didn't like his appearance since he was a child. He felt that his complexion was too fair and his face was too delicate, without the masculinity of a man, and a little feminine.

"What do you think I look like?" Fu Guan asked the question he wanted to ask the most, wanting to know why his face was so attractive to the other party.

However, Wen Langxi just felt that the other person's face made him very comfortable, as if seeing Fu Guan made him feel refreshed and in a good mood, like the brother in his distant memory, so he felt very cordial.

Wen Langxi squinted his eyes, and the eyes were shining, "It's very beautiful, it's my favorite kind."

"Don't you think I'm feminine?"

"No, you are the most beautiful man in the world."

Anyone who is praised will feel happy, and Fu Guan is no exception.

He usually spends less time in school, and spends most of his time with Fu Huasheng to see a doctor, so few people comment on his appearance. Today, a younger brother who is two years younger than him suddenly held his hand and said he looks good. Although it is a little weird, but still very happy.

Fu Guan's thin eyelids drooped, and there was a hint of a smile at the end of his eyes, "Okay." Then he looked at the two hands holding each other, "Aren't you going to ask me to pour a glass of water?"

Hearing this, Wen Langxi realized his gaffe.

He was stunned.

Then he let go of Fu Guan's white hand naturally, stood up, and said, "I'll help you."

Fu Guan looked at the back of the other party leaving, and a trace of worry about the future flashed in his eyes.

This person speaks too bluntly, and does not hide his liking for others at all. I am afraid that this good feeling will come and go quickly. At that time, will the extreme belittling and disgusting feelings towards him be like the current one? Like affection, strong and straightforward.

The two of them got along very harmoniously that night, and they both went back to their bedrooms to sleep when it was getting late, and they were very peaceful all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Guan got up early, and after greeting the nanny Shen Qiu, he proposed to make breakfast by himself.

Shen Qiu was also not talkative, she nodded at Fu Guan with a smile and went to tidy up the room.

After a while, three breakfasts were placed on the table. Since Wen Langxi hadn't gone downstairs yet, the two of them ate first, and put his breakfast in the incubator until he came down to eat.

In fact, Fu Guan wanted to go upstairs to call him, but Shen Qiu stopped him, saying that if he didn't sleep well in the morning, his mood would be very low and irritable throughout the day.

But when it was twelve o'clock, there was still no one. Fu Guan was a little worried, so he couldn't help but went up to look alone.

He knocked on the door first, but it was not closed, and it opened as soon as he knocked. As soon as he poked his head in, he smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

Fu Guan stood at the door and called Wen Langxi's name twice, but no one came out.

Fu Guan panicked, and immediately pushed the door open to enter. The smell of tobacco inside was still very faint, but it could be smelled. It was very cheap and low-quality cigarettes on the market.

Wen Langxi's room has the same layout as Fu Guan's bedroom, the entrance is the bathroom, so you have to go further in to see the whole bedroom.

Black, all black, even the wallpaper is black, without any decoration.

There is only a bed and a black table in Nuoda’s space, nothing else, no carpet, no wardrobe, no small sofa, it’s not as empty as living alone.

If you look closely, there are many cigarette boxes neatly placed on the black table, but these are all low-quality cigarettes that cost less than five yuan, and some richer homeless smoke better than this.

Fu Guan was a little surprised. Wen Langxi's father, Wen Yun, was so rich that he probably spent millions of dollars on his son's medical treatment within a year, but now he let his son smoke cigarettes worth a few dollars. ?

This makes people have to think deeply.

And just by the window at the end of the room, stood a tall and long-legged young man. He was very clean, his clothes were not the same as yesterday, and his face had no stubble. smoking.

When Fu Guan saw Wen Langxi, he was leaning against the window, holding a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, he took a puff, exhaled a cloud of mist, and looked at him in the mist.

The window was half open, and the cold air from outside invaded, making Fu Guan shiver.

Before Fu Guan could speak, Wen Langxi stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, closed the window, put the cigarette end into an empty cigarette case, stood where he was, his voice was hoarse than yesterday, "Brother Fu."

"Well, it's me."

"Are you leaving in a year?"

Hearing this, Fu cared about Zhong Weidun, never expecting that the other party was thinking about what would happen a year later.

Wen Langxi was afraid that Fu Guan would leave him in a year.

Although it's a bit unusual to think about these things now, if you put this matter on Wen Langxi, it would be perfectly normal.

Fu Guan knows that BPD patients have a deep fear of being "abandoned". Some short-term separations will make them particularly panic. Sometimes in order to keep the other party, they will even make more excessive demands or act impulsively out of anger.

Fu Guan knew that he should comfort Wen Langxi now, and give the other party the greatest sense of security, so as to relieve the other party's panic about parting in a year's time.

With a smile on his face, he walked slowly to the other side of the window, leaning against the window like Wen Langxi, with a gentle voice mixed with it, and said slowly: "I won't leave, I can come to you , you can also find me."

After hearing this, Wen Langxi didn't react much, and still said in a hoarse voice: "Wouldn't it be annoying? If I follow you every day."

"No, I like your friend very much."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Langxi curled his fingers, lowered his long and narrow eyes, and instead of looking at Fu Guan, he looked at the cigarette case on the table in the room, "If one day, you find that I am not It's not what you imagined, will you hate me? Will you leave me?"

"You are you, no matter what you have done, I only look at you now, and I only hope that you will get better and better."

Wen Langxi's eyes fell on Fu Guan's face again, first the eyebrows, then the silver-rimmed glasses, then the bright red sexy lips and the soft black hair pinned behind the ears.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, watching Fu Guan's eyes getting hotter and hotter, Fu Guan was pierced by the passionate eyes, and always felt that the other party would pounce on him in the next second.

Just as Fu Guan was thinking about how to dodge, the deep voice of the other party sounded, "Then come and hug me."

After speaking, he stretched out his arms full of strength, waiting for Fu Guan to hug him.

Hearing this, Fu Guan paused, his body stiffened.

He was a little scared.

He didn't understand why the other party asked for physical contact with him time and time again, and became more and more intimate, he couldn't do it.

Before dinner last night, I was amazed by Wen Langxi's masculine and handsome face. I could feel the heartbeat at that moment.

However, he understood that the beating of his heart last night was not tempting, but just a pure physiological reaction after seeing the handsome guy, not to mention that the other party was his father's patient, so he would not be tempted by him.

Thinking of this, the smile on Fu Guan's face gradually disappeared, returning to his usual coldness.

"Why hug, we just met, don't you think it's weird?"

Wen Langxi listened to these words calmly, her outstretched arms didn't move, she just narrowed her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Is it strange? I didn't think so, hug me, I'll go down to dinner with you after hugging me. "

Fu Guan still didn't move, just looked at Wen Langxi lightly, without any emotion on his face.

Wen Langxi suddenly chuckled, and hooked her thin lips, "Are you sorry? Brother Fu, don't worry, I have hugged Aunt Shen, Dad, and Mom. As long as they are people I like, I will hug them." , isn't this normal?"

Hearing this, Fu Guan was a little taken aback, "Is this a habit in your family?"

"Yes, hugs represent my love for you, come here, hug now, you will get used to it later."

Fu Guan now understands that hugging is a common thing in Wen's family, he purses his thin lips slightly, and exhales quietly, it seems that he is too sensitive.

Homosexuality is not everywhere.

Thinking of this, Fu Guan smiled slightly at Wen Langxi, without saying a word, walked slowly in front of this person, and stretched out his hands to gently wrap his arms around Wen Langxi's firm and narrow waist.

But I never thought that when Fu Guan just hugged him, Wen Langxi immediately wrapped his arms tightly around the other's thin body, slowly lowered his head, and leaned close to Fu Guan's ear, using his unique smoky voice He whispered: "Brother Fu, I'm going to share a secret with you later, which belongs to me."