Rooted

With his eyes closed, Fu Wensheng watched as his hand rested on the opponent's face.

Gan Hezhi watched and imagined how his hands touched his eyebrows and thin eyelids, his knuckles slid over the bridge of his nose, and his thumbs gently rubbed against his cheekbones.

He first imagined his hands, and then imagined how he would hold Fu Wensheng's face, and how his lips kissed the corners of the face, leaving sparkling water marks.

The middle part of the beard that has not grown out of the head needs to be licked, and the upper lip may be licked together, and then half of it feels prickly, and the other half feels soft.

"So, you also have someone you like?" Gan Hezhi heard Meng Chao's question again.

He didn't answer right away, because he had an inexplicable feeling that this question was a little dangerous.

But he finally answered, with clamoring passion and urgency, "Yes!"

He himself was surprised by his urgency, like a child waving desperately in the crowd but no one saw him, screaming and jumping anxiously.

When Meng Chao mentioned "like", the appearance of Fu Wensheng jumped out of Gan Hezhi's mind, and he didn't even have to think about it deliberately.

However, he felt that his liking for Fu Wensheng was different from Meng Chao's liking for Fu Wensheng because of his good looks.

Specifically what was different, Gan Hezhi thought about Fu Wensheng's face for a week, but he couldn't figure out why, so he gave up, didn't want to, and decided to just do it in the future.

"Crack." Gan Hezhi turned off the hair dryer.

When Fu Wensheng opened his eyes, his expression was already a little unconscious, but after he saw himself clearly in the mirror, the distress that was still hanging on his face a second ago disappeared in an instant.

Gan Hezhi looks at the sky and the earth, but not in the mirror.

Fu Wensheng looked at his messy hair blown by Gan Hezhi for a while, then looked directly at Gan Hezhi in the mirror, and asked, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

The author says:

Meng Chao, "Who is it?"

Gan Hezhi, "Here comes the jelly cake!"

Meng Chao, "So who do you like? Do I know you?"

Gan Hezhi, "The puffs are coming too!"

Meng Chao, "Change the subject?"

Gan Hezhi, "Everything you order is so dark!"

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——Volume Four——

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81. Section No.80

What kind of stocking is this called.

"Come here? All the materials are here." There was a lot of documents spread out on Xiang Qi's desk. He rummaged through both sides, found a thick stack, handed it to Fu Wensheng, and asked by the way, "Let's have dinner together later." Is it?"

Fu Wensheng took the information, "Not today, Gan Hezhi is still waiting for me in the car." He roughly flipped through the position of the paper clip, "Is there a supply contract missing, 61-62 years?"

"Oh..." Xiang Qi digged on the table for a while, "The machine jammed again just now, so I missed a copy, you take this first." Xiang Qi leaned back in his chair, "You guys have something to do later. ?”

"Huh?" Fu Wensheng didn't lift his head, "It's all right."

Xiang Qi asked again, "Then you are going to go to your uncle and aunt?"

"Not today."

"Then...why did you go out together?" Xiang Qi's expression was full of doubts.

Fu Wensheng was asked by Xiang Qi, only to realize that there was still this question. He stopped to think about it and was a little puzzled, and replied uncertainly, "Maybe he wants to go for a drive."

Xiang Qi looked at him with a complicated face.

Fu Wensheng got what he needed and was about to leave. When he reached the door, Xiang Qi stopped him, "Don't you really think that the way you two get along... is a bit strange?"

Fu Wensheng stopped, "What's so strange?"

"I can't tell...but is he too clingy to you?"

Fu Wensheng thought for a while, nodded, "That's true." Then he asked Xiang Qi why, "Do you have a clue? I think I have always been in a state of letting him go."

"Hmm... something like... a baby bird complex?" Xiang Qi rubbed his chin and guessed, "You are the first thing you see when you open your eyes, so you are the mother, that kind of feeling?"

Fu Wensheng didn't even care about the title "Mom", and just replied speechlessly, "When he saw me, he was already in high school."

Xiang Qi spread his hands, "Then I can't think of it either."

"Let's talk." Fu Wensheng glanced at the time, "I'll go down first, otherwise he'll wait too long." He waved to Xiang Qi, "Let's go."

"Click." The door was gently closed.

Xiang Qi looked in the direction of the door and sighed, "I can't even wait too long..." He picked up the documents on the table again, "What kind of stocking is this?"

Blurred glass, the sound of pattering water, steaming.

Squeeze the white shampoo into the palm of your hand and rub it into a rich lather. The fresh fragrance quickly spreads throughout the bathroom.After shampooing, the rinsing sound is very loud.

Fu Wensheng didn't like to use hair conditioner or hair mask, he felt that those would make his hair greasy and felt like it couldn't be washed clean.So even though Gan Hezhi had replaced many new ones, he still rarely used them.

The body wash still smells like almonds—the obsession of Qianhezhi.

From this scent, Fu Wensheng thought of the day when Gan Hezhi came back from vacation.

That day, Fu Wensheng drove to the high-speed rail station to pick up Gan Hezhi. When Gan Hezhi got out of the platform, seeing him, he dragged his suitcase and rushed towards him aggressively.

Fu Wensheng sometimes thinks that Gan Hezhi may have misunderstood his own height and weight. He is 1.7 meters five, not 1.5 meters tall, and the impact is not small, but Gan Hezhi always seems to think of himself as too petite.

Gan Hezhi rushed up to him, threw the suitcase away, and then jumped on him, arching his body and neck like a puppy, arching his hair like he had shaggy hair syndrome.

There were a lot of people around looking at them at the time, it should be.In fact, he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings.

They haven't seen each other for a while, and there is a gap between the photos and the real people.He found that Ganhezhi seemed a little darker.

But still the same, very energetic.

Gan Hezhi finally took a deep breath between his neck and said, "It smells good!"

"Thanks for buying a box of almond-scented body wash..." he remembered him replying, "I can't finish it."

Gan Hezhi's laughter was right next to his ears.He asked Gan Hezhi to come down and walk by himself, but Gan Hezhi acted shamelessly and refused.He could only hug each other and had to pick up the suitcase.

Come empty-handed, come back with a heavy burden.

Looking back now, he was weird too.

Fu Wensheng turned off the faucet, pushed open the door of the shower room, walked to the carpet with a tick-tock, and wiped the water from his hair and body with a towel.

After he was done wiping, he put on his pajamas and walked out without drying his hair.

Qianhezhi has a hair dryer ready and waiting.

"No need to blow it..." Fu Wensheng felt that he had said this eight times, if not ten times, "The hair will dry by itself in a while." He walked towards Gan Hezhi while talking, and then sat down, finishing it in one go.

Gan Hezhi turned on the hair dryer directly and began to help him dry his hair.

Fu Wensheng shook his head helplessly and closed his eyes.

Gan Hezhi's hair-drying technique is both good and bad. The good thing is that he massages comfortably, and the bad thing is that when he blows his hair, he always touches Fu Wensheng's nose.

No wonder the problem of imagining solid geometric space is so difficult.

In July and August, Zhaoyu City began to rain all day long.

When the rain is light, the swing in the yard can still be used if the canopy is opened.As long as the rain is a little stronger, the rain will splash everywhere when it falls on the ground, and the swing will be temporarily unavailable.

Gan Hezhi often lies on the window sill of his room, looking at the swing in the yard, as if it is his elusive lover.He opened the window on a rainy day, and then came to tell Fu Wensheng that his room was damp.

"Then buy you a dehumidifier?" Fu Wensheng asked him.

Gan Hezhi shook his head.

"What do you want?"

"I think it's better to wait until the sun comes out."

"Uh..." Fu Wensheng didn't understand that since Gan Hezhi had to wait for the sun, why did he come here to talk to him, since he couldn't get in touch with the sun, "Oh, just wait."

"So can I sleep in the master bedroom recently?" Qian Hezhi picked up his pillow, "I think the master bedroom is much better than my room, is it because the master bedroom has a lot of space?" He seemed to be very sincere ask questions.

Fu Wen was speechless, "Because I won't keep the windows open on rainy days." Before he agreed or disagreed, Gan Hezhi's pillows had already been placed on the bed in the master bedroom.

Gan Hezhi went around to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt, kicked off the slippers, lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, stretched his hands and patted on the quilt, "Ah—" he let out a comfortable sound sighed, "Good night!"

Fu Wensheng stood by the bed and stared blankly.

He first thought of sleeping in another room, and then thought that Xiang Qi hadn't come to stay overnight recently, and the guest room probably didn't even have a bed sheet and quilt cover. Finally, he began to wonder why he couldn't sleep in his own room.

Look how comfortable Gan Hezhi sleeps here.

Unreasonable, the owner of the room was kicked out of the room instead.

On the weekend, Gan Hezhi said that he wanted to go to the supermarket.

"En." Fu Wensheng replied perfunctorily.

"Buy some daily necessities, then buy some food, and come back to cook at night."

"En." Fu Wensheng continued to perfunctory, turning a page of the book in his hand.

"You come with me."

"Huh—huh?" Fu Wensheng sensed that something was wrong, and finally moved his eyes away from the book. He looked at Gan Hezhi who was busy, "Why don't you buy it on your phone?"

"Because we haven't gone out together for a long time."

Fu Wensheng glanced out the window, "It's raining outside."

"I know..." Gan Hezhi was packing up the small things for going out, and the small bag at his waist was bulging, "So we won't get caught in the rain when we drive out."

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