Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Fu Xingxian's family got out of the car and entered the vermilion gate of the old house.

The old house is called an old house, but it is not old. It is just that Mr. Fu wanted an antique house to live in, so he found someone to design and build it in the past few years.

The butler came out to greet him: "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, the old man is drinking tea in the pavilion in the backyard."

Fu Hong nodded.

The butler looked at Fu Xingxian again: "The old man told the young master not to go over there to say hello, but just come with me."

Fu Xingxian followed the butler to the camphor tree on the other side of the backyard and got a shovel.

"The old man asked you to dig here." The housekeeper pointed to a shallow circle drawn on the soil on the ground.

Fu Xing paused and looked down at his clothes.

His grandfather has always been very strict, so when he came here this time, he wore more formal clothes.

The butler looked at him with a smile.

Fu Xingxian nodded: "Understood."

Grandpa is like this, he doesn't notify you in advance of any plans, and he will tell you when things are imminent, and you need to work.

He doesn't know exactly how to do it, and he doesn't like to answer when asked. Let people figure it out for themselves.

Fu Xingxian took a shovel and poked on the soil, making sure that this place is the same as the other ground, it is very hard, it should not have been dug recently, and it doesn't look like it needs to be planted.

He started digging casually, wondering what exactly grandpa was trying to do to him today.

After a while, Fu Le only ran over with a small toy shovel: "Brother! Lele is here to help you!"

After digging for too long, the shovel hit a hard object.Fu Xingxian thought it was a rock, but who knew that the thing gradually revealed its true colors, but it was a square wrapped in layers of plastic bags.

Fu Xingxian frowned, borrowed a small shovel from Lele, and dug out the thing bit by bit.

The plastic bag has been buried in the soil for a long time, and it is already a little tattered.

Peel off layer by layer, revealing the square iron box inside.

An unfamiliar yet familiar box, with Ultraman printed on the lid, some colors have peeled off and rusted.

Fu Xingxian looked back at the housekeeper.

He was hugging the curious Fu Lezhi and looking at him with a smile.

Fu Xingxian: "Didn't I let you throw it away a long time ago?"

Housekeeper: "The old man said that the old yard is gone, so you have to leave something, lest you regret it when you grow up. I'll bury it here."

Fu Le only said: "What is it! I want to see it!"

Butler: "It was your brother's favorite thing when he was a child."

Fu Le only said: "Wow!"

Butler: "So you have to ask brother."

Fu Xing stood up and patted the dirt on his trouser legs.

"I'll go back to my room to wash my hands and clean up. Please take Lele with me for a while."

Butler: "No problem."

Fu Xing went back to the room to tidy himself up, changed into clean clothes, sat by the bed and carefully opened the box.

It really contained those treasures from his childhood.

Handheld game consoles, Ultraman figurines, Yu-Gi-Oh cards... and a yellowed photo.

Under the lush camphor tree, two beautiful little boys sat.

One of them had fair skin and red eyes, and it looked like he had cried.

Fu Xingxian, who was wearing a small skirt, sat cross-legged across from him, with a smile on his face, with one hand on the other's shoulder, and the other hand was pulling the curly hair on the other's head.

Fu Le only bounced into his room, leaning over to look at the photos.

"Wow! It's Brother Wenjing, brother made Brother Wenjing cry!"

Fu Xing rubbed his head: "I didn't, he cried himself."

Grandpa was there that day, and he secretly took this photo.

The camphor tree outside the small building in the village in the city has been transplanted into the old house here, and it grows denser under careful care.

The little boy under the tree is always looking for, no matter the future or the past.

The other dusts the memories and becomes a very different person.

Fu Xingxian threw those messy little toys to Fu Lezhi to play with, and took the photos back to the camphor tree in the yard by himself, sitting in a daze.

He was very good-looking when he was a child, Song Huiran especially liked to dress him up, besides ordinary boy clothes, he also liked to buy skirts for him.He didn't like it at first, but later he found it cool and funny, so he put it on.

That day, he climbed the tree wearing a skirt as usual, and saw a fair-skinned peer in the tree, and walked this way while wiping tears.

The child was very beautiful, comparable to him, but cried very pitifully.

Fu Xingxian stopped him and teased him a few words.

The child didn't cry at all, but when he saw him jumping down from the tree, he fell down in fright and cried even more severely.

Fu Xingxian was glared at by the grandpa in the room, ran over to coax him, took them to wash up together, and then asked his grandpa for a bowl of cherries to apologize.

He laughed at the man who smelled of milk, that he was a milk doll, but the man said that he smelled like cherries, more fragrant than the cherries in the bowl.

Fu Xingxian remembered that he might have refuted a few words, but he couldn't remember what he said.

It seems that the child said that he would be a very powerful Alpha in the future, but he said that Alpha would not cry.

The child said that he usually doesn't cry, but because something happened at home and he got lost when he ran out.

Fu Xingxian coaxed him for a while, helping him find a way...

Thinking about it now, the villages in the city are all similar self-built houses, there are no landmark buildings, and it is normal to get lost.

Later, that large area was directly demolished and the Fuxing Group was built—no wonder Wen Jing could no longer find him.

Fu Xingxian smiled lightly, and put the photo in his breast pocket.

Would Wen Jing be surprised if he didn't know?

At that time, grandpa joked that the child was so cute that he could be Xing Xian's child bride-in-law.

But then it changed, and that day might have been the last carefree and happy day of his childhood, or it might have been a dividing line.

The smile on Fu Xingxian's face gradually disappeared, and he got up and walked towards the pavilion.

After he sent Wen Jing away that day, he came home and found that his grandfather was furious on the phone. Something seemed to have happened to the company.

On the second day, he suddenly differentiated ahead of time, and it really was the cherry flavor that the child said.For a while, he couldn't accept that he was really so fragrant and soft, and he kept it from the adults in his family.

In fact, adults have no time to take care of him.Grandpa and Dad are caught up in company affairs and stay away all day and all night.The cousin who just joined the company and was favored by everyone was suddenly reprimanded for not dating Alpha.

Aunt went crazy at home: "How can you like the same sex?"

Cousin: "Love has nothing to do with gender, I just like him!"

Aunt: "Whose Alpha smells like cherries? It's disgusting, that person is not a decent person at all, break up with him!"

……

The building of Fuxing Group was shut down several times during the construction process. I heard from my father that it was suppressed by rival companies at that time, and the capital chain was almost broken.

My cousin's boyfriend left without saying goodbye. It is said that he was sent abroad by his grandfather, and the two were forcibly separated.

My cousin was unhappy, drinking and getting drunk every day, he no longer looked as capable as before, and even passed away due to alcohol poisoning.

The only grandson of the Fu family packed up the things he liked when he was a child, and gave them to the housekeeper to throw them away.

The mischievous Fu Xingxian disappeared. In order to help his family, he studied hard and strictly disciplined himself in accordance with the requirements of his elders, turning into a cold look.

After two years, Fuxing Group has passed the crisis and entered a period of rapid development.

But my aunt seems to be crazy, and from time to time scolds "disgusting", "cherry-flavored slut" and "alphas with sweet pheromones are not good things" at home.

Later, she started seeing a psychiatrist, moved away from the Fu family, and never came back.

But cherries have become a taboo in the Fu family, and they will never buy them, let alone mention them.

……

The grandfather in the pavilion waved to Fu Xingxian.

He walked over, and Song Huiran handed him a bunch of documents.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was silent and serious.

They are all things that happened that year, one after another, photos, screenshots and various texts, recording the crisis of Fuxing Group at that time.

Fu Xingxian frowned.

The situation was dire than he, or even his father, knew.

Cao Chunsheng, his cousin's boyfriend, used his cousin's name to steal Fuxing Group's business secrets. Fuxing Group faced foreign enemies and traitors, and almost filed for bankruptcy protection that year.

At that time, Fu Hong was not mature enough, and he often confronted his grandfather because of different opinions. Other senior members of the group were also bribed, and some made financial fraud. The whole group almost fell apart. Tens of thousands, if it really collapses, it will affect many families.

Fu Xingxian continued to look down, it was Cao Chunsheng's information.

He scanned the photo and the introduction behind it, his pupils constricted.

This man was his uncle's illegitimate son, the half-brother of his cousin Fu Jiaze.The age difference between the two is less than a year.

In Fu Xingxian's impression, his uncle was a very nice person and his family was harmonious. His only regret was that he was in poor health and passed away early.who knows……

After Fu Hong digested the huge amount of information, he asked in a low voice, "How is the life of the person surnamed Cao?"

Grandpa Fu snorted: "Chinese restaurants wash dishes, you can't die."

Fu Hong: "Jiaze and sister-in-law both knew about it later?"

Grandpa Fu nodded silently.

No wonder my cousin was drinking too much every day, and my aunt almost went crazy.

Fu Xingxian raised his head and saw his grandfather's remorse.He left a way out for this unnamed grandson, who got the benefits but wanted to take revenge.

Song Huiran poured a cup of tea for grandpa: "You...have never said this before."

The whole family always felt that Mr. Fu was too violent, but they never thought that he could resist so much by himself.

Mr. Fu: "Why did you say that? In those few years, people had a lot of talk, and a lot of people stared at it. I don't want to spread it and become a laughing stock."

Fu Hong: "You kept it a secret for so long, why did you suddenly tell us now?"

Mr. Fu blew his beard and stared: "Who knew that my grandson and that person tasted the same. After being differentiated, he would not dare to release pheromones, nor would he dare to mark others."

The eyes of the three elders focused on Fu Xingxian.

Fu Xingxian:? ? ?

"Your aunt is not scolding you, but your uncle and that surnamed Cao." Grandpa Fu added, "Your uncle's pheromone is jasmine... Our family often has Alpha's pheromone, which is sweet floral and fruity, which is normal . Fu Hong, tell your son, what do you smell like?"

Fu Hong who was suddenly cueed: "...white peach oolong."

Song Huiran's official seal confirmed: "It's very sweet and smells good."

Fu Hong: "If I remember correctly, your grandfather is rose flavor."

... These elders kept it a secret all day long, but in the end no one was better than the other, each one was sweeter than the other.

But to Fu Xingxian, it doesn't matter what the pheromones of the elders are.

He stared at the documents in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.

Never thought that Wen Jing would have noticed what was on his mind early on.

It never occurred to him that when everyone told him that his grandfather was difficult to get along with, he would still take the initiative to contact his grandfather, trying to solve his psychological barrier.

If he hadn't met Wen Jing, maybe he wouldn't be who he is now.

Fu Xingxian lowered his head and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't remember what kind of life he lived before he met Wen Jing.

He was used to the existence of this person, used to relaxing around him, and didn't need to pretend that he was a perfect, flawless person, living with a mask forever.

It is really a very lucky thing to know Wen Jing and be kept in his heart.

……

When he got home at night, Fu Hong patted the elder son on the shoulder: "Go ahead, you and Wen Jing are allowed to spend more time today, and you can also whisper in the room. Be careful."

Song Huiran hugged Fu Lezhi who was already asleep, and said: "Don't put too much pheromone, you two are in a special situation."

Fu Xingxian's ears were red.

What's it like to be in a relationship with the whole family staring at you?

Forget it, it's all over.All he wanted was to see Wen Jing as soon as possible, and he was too lazy to care about his parents' thoughts.

Fu Xingxian quickly walked to Wenjing's room and knocked on the door.

Before he got out of the car just now, he saw that the desk lamp was on in Wen Jing's bedroom.But after waiting for a while, no one came to open the door.

The surging enthusiasm cooled down slightly.

Fu Xingxian suspected that Wen Jing had fallen asleep while writing code again, sighed, and walked to his room.

When I entered the bedroom, I found that it was not pitch black. There was a small face on the bed, which was shining white by the fluorescent light of the monitor.

That face lifted up, showing a sinister smile at Fu Xingxian.

Then he pushed away the laptop on his lap and rushed over.

Wen Jing whispered: "Brother, why did you come back? I miss you!"

As he spoke, his arms hooked around Fu Xingxian's neck, and his legs were wrapped around him, tightly gripping him.

Fu Xing threw the things in his hand aside and hugged him.

"I miss you too."

The gentle cherry smell surrounded Wen Jing, he hummed happily and moved his lips closer.

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Fu Lezhi: Damn it! ?I do not accept such a future!