Yue Shang Han Guang

For three days in a row, there was a gentle breeze, Fang Han sat on the back of the little white horse and let it walk freely.The baggage was bulging, but two-thirds of the space inside was reserved for food.

A trip without good food is not a good trip.A foodie without food reserves is not a foodie.

When Fang Han created this sentence, he silently gave himself countless praises in his heart, thinking that he would very likely develop from a foodie industry to a philosophy industry in the future.

Chewing dragon beard candy in his mouth, he walked all the way.The ivy in the forest climbs to an unreachable height, and if you look closely, you can find a few phoenix orchids leaning on the thick trunks, blooming luxuriantly and prospering.

Sunlight fell on his eyelids, he closed his eyes, and the sweet taste of dragon beard candy melted between his lips and tongue, thinking comfortably, this kind of life is called life.

Thinking about whether to take a foodie pet back to keep Xiao Baijiu company.Poor Xiao Baijiu of his family, maybe he is looking forward to going back by himself in the wind and rain day and night, maybe he is so thin that he can't even recognize the neighbor's little black cat who likes him.

After stuffing another dragon beard candy, Fang Han was going to bring some compassionate items back to feed Xiao Baijiu.

Just as his Xiao Baijiu was falling behind, he heard the sound of horseshoes smashing fallen leaves and rushing forward in the quiet forest.

When he turned his head, he saw a man in purple riding a shadowless horse under the beams of light cut out by the leaves, as if jumping out of the scroll with scattered fallen leaves in a painting scroll of late autumn silence.

Even though the scenery was so beautiful that Fang Han's eyes shone, but when he saw that vigorous and heroic horse, Fang Han could think of who the young man on the horse was with his stomach.

Finally having a sense of crisis, Fang Han pulled the reins and drove the little white horse loudly.

When I think about it afterwards, I really want to cry, but his little white horse has neither a strong body nor slender legs, so it can only be used as a sightseeing horse and not a life-saving horse.

When he was dragged off the horse by Wu Yue, Gululu rolled around a few times, with several dead leaves stuck to his hair and clothes. He didn't care and flew up to catch his flying baggage, but halfway through the flight, Wu on the horse Yue painted the halberd horizontally, and the burden was strung over.

Wu Yue saw a rushing brook not far away, and made a gesture to throw it over.

"Stop! That's my five days' stock."

Wu Yue felt happy after hearing that, "That's even better."

As a result, Fang Han watched helplessly as his baggage was thrown into the creek and disappeared forever.

This is simply depriving him of the vitality to live!

Fang Han silently mourned his lost wealth on the shore, and dug out the last belongings in the bag—two dragon beard candies.Some meat tore off a quarter of one of them and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wu Yue looked at Fang Han's puckered lips and sad eyes, and he really felt cute and pitiful, and his love and affection arose spontaneously.

Putting his hand under Fang Han's armpit and hugging him up, Fang Han's two short legs were thumping in the air, but when he found that there was no reason for the thumping, he could only admit his failure and shook his head, looking like he was dying .

Wu Yue found that Fang Han was really cute, just like what Han Jing said, he was so cute that he wanted to strangle him to death.

"I won't let you starve to death. I can let you eat meat. The premise is that you can't run."

Fang Han is very ambitious and believes that meat can be eaten at any time and can be eaten with confidence, but whoever eats it with cannot be casual, such as with Wu Yue... He would rather choose to eat with Bai Jiu at home.

From Wu Yue's eyes alone, he has no choice.

In order to prevent Fang Han from taking the opportunity to escape, Wu Yue took a cloth rope and tied Fang Han to a big tree when he was hunting a hare. A snow-white rabbit ear appeared in front of him.

The night quickly fell, the bright moon was sparse, and occasionally a few small winds brought joy, but Fang Han could only feel wronged next to the little white horse.With the lessons learned from the past, Wu Yue can't rest assured of Fang Han all the time. When roasting rabbit meat, Fang Han is tied to the little white horse like a pet.

Holding his chin, Fang Han poked the little white horse's short legs while thinking about how to get out.

After thinking about it, I felt that the chance of being bound like this to escape was really very small.But then again, what exactly is Wu Yue going after him for?Obviously, he had always hated himself before.

He drew up an escape plan with branches on the ground, and when he saw Wu Yue coming over with roasted rabbit meat, he quickly smoothed it out with his hands.

Taking small bites of rabbit meat, I found that Wu Yue's craftsmanship is quite good, and he is a convenient helper to carry when traveling.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Wu Yue wiped the oil stains around his mouth with his hand. Fang Han reflexively leaned against the little white horse and stared at him warily.

Wu Yue had mixed feelings in his heart, and couldn't tell what it was like, so he just asked him, "Would you like it?"

Fang Han suddenly stared at the rabbit meat and said nothing.

Silence ran amok between the two of them, creating an awkward atmosphere.After a long time, Fang Han looked Wu Yue squarely and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Wu Yue looked at the distance, then at his feet, finally looked at Fang Han, and said, "I want to take you back to Gaocheng."

Fang Han's eyes were puzzled.

"Fang Han." Wu Yue suddenly approached, tremblingly pulled Fang Han into his arms and hugged him, "I will go to Fangfu to visit your father, and then take you to meet my father. I will be with you .”

Fang Han stuffed his fist into his mouth, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears. Shouldn't this kind of words be a sweet conversation between a young couple who decided to spend their lives privately and affectionately.

As a result, a more explosive sentence came below.

"Fang Han, I like you."

Fang Han's pupils constricted violently, and his whole heart felt trembling. What did Wu Yue just say?He said he likes himself.He spent five years liking Wu Yue, and when he finally decided to let go, Wu Yue told him that he fell in love with himself.It's such an ironic thing.How many days and nights, he counted the time with his fingers, hoping that Wu Yue would suddenly change his sex the next day, and when he looked at himself, he would suddenly feel that he was quite pleasing to the eye.Counting back and forth, after counting for such a long time, Wu Yue still has no change, it is always wishful thinking.

Some people say that a person who pretends to be asleep can never wake up, so you can never impress a person who doesn't like you in the slightest.I didn't feel it before, I thought it was not hard enough, but it was only through Wu Yue that I realized clearly that no matter how hard I try, there will be no good results.This kind of thing is really desirable.

It would be fine if you can't get what you want all the time. The person you have sworn not to like now wants to appear in front of you and boast that you like yourself. What is this?

"Wu Yue, what do you think is the use of what you say now? What use do you want?"

Wu Yue hugged him on his lap, tried to open Fang Han's curled fingers, and clasped his own fingers with Fang Han's fingers.He could see a trace of disgust in Fang Han's eyes, like a sharp knife piercing his flesh and blood one after another. "I just want to be with you, nothing else."

Fang Han felt his nose was sore, he raised his head and stared at the moon vigorously, it took him a long time to recover, but when he opened his mouth, the pretense collapsed, "You said you like me and want to be with me Together. Have you ever thought about me?"

"I used to, I used to... I also cared about you so much, but how did you treat me?"

Suddenly pushing Wu Yue far away, Fang Han tore off the rope that tied him like a madman, and the rope made red marks on his arm, and he pulled it desperately.

Wu Yue didn't know what to do, it was different from what he imagined.He obviously likes himself so much, as long as he tells him that he likes him, he will definitely come back to him with a smile.But why?

He pinched Fang Han's arm and hugged him hard. Fang Han was struggling and howling like a person who was banned from drugs, but Wu Yue still hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...you forgive me, forgive me."

Before, I never realized how much grievance Fang Han felt in his heart. It was because his feelings did not reach his deep and enthusiastic level.When I finally had the same feelings as Fang Han, I realized that a word or even a single word from the other party could make the one I love utterly hurt.In the days when he didn't care about Fang Han, how many times did he injure Fang Han to pieces, and how many times he inadvertently sprinkled salt on the unhealed wound until all Fang Han's enthusiasm for him was wiped out? ?In such a process, how will Fang Han regain his confidence and cover up everything perfectly?

Needless to say, let Fang Han accept himself, he does not hate himself, it is a matter of gratitude.

Wu Yue stroked his head over and over again, Fang Han was tired from struggling, and then he calmed down, and said to him, "That day, the Sophora japonica flowers in Fangzhou City bloomed so beautifully, I saw you, and I saw her too."

Wu Yue's heart was beating violently.

"I heard it all."

"I asked you if you liked her, why didn't you answer me? Do you know that I feel bad, you treat me like this, I feel bad. But how should I tell you?"

"You don't care about me. I said what can I do. What can I do? What can I do..."

When Fang Han said these words, there were no tears in his eyes, probably because he had cried when he should have cried, so he stopped crying.His throat was so dry and uncomfortable, hot tears rolled down one by one from his eyes, Wu Yue stretched out his hand to touch it in disbelief, only when he touched the wet tears did he realize in a trance that he had been crying silently for a long time.