Rooted

, "Your umbrella has been changed!"

He waited for a while for a reply, but he didn't.After thinking about it, I sent another one, "Why don't I take an umbrella and go with you after class?"

When Gan Hezhi returned to the classroom, he saw Fu Wensheng surrounded by two people asking questions.He coughed softly, and the two students who asked the question looked up at him, and soon went back to the books on Fu Wensheng's desk.

Only Fu Wensheng's gaze lasted two seconds longer.

Gan Hezhi pretended to tap the phone screen casually.

Then, Fu Wensheng took out his phone and took a look.In less than two seconds, he put it away again, as if he just wanted to check the time, and then continued to answer questions for the two students.

When Gan Hezhi saw that Fu Wensheng was looking at his phone, he returned to his seat and lay down obediently waiting for Fu Wensheng's reply.

"What were you doing standing there in front?" Feng Yuan asked him.

"Huh? Why don't you do it?" Gan Hezhi replied vaguely.

"Didn't you go to pour water? Where's the water? Where's the cup?"

"Oh! I forgot outside!"

Feng Yuan exaggeratedly rolled his eyes towards the sky, "I really convinced you."

I kept staring at the time in Ganhe Zhi class, for fear that I would be too absorbed in the class and miss the time.

Five minutes before the end of get out of class, he had already put away all his things, leaving only an empty table.

"What are you doing later?" Feng Yuan asked him.

"Hmm..." Gan Hezhi thought for a few seconds before nodding, "That's right."

After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qian Hezhi and Feng Yuan greeted each other, and hurriedly rushed to the side door that Fu Wensheng used to go through when he usually left.

He had thought it all over, at worst, he would give Fu Wensheng the umbrella, and he would rush over with his schoolbag on his back.

The schoolbag is very bulging, and it is very difficult to hold things with the backhand.When he finally got the umbrella in his hand, Fu Wensheng had already stood beside him, watching him wrestle with the umbrella with downcast eyes.

With a sound of "poof", the umbrella unfolded, and this piece of bright yellow divided the world into left and right sides.

Behind the umbrella, the voices of the crowd change from whispers to frogs in the summer fields.

On the other hand, Gan Hezhi recalled the old dream of walking around the campus holding hands with Fu Wensheng, impulsively took Fu Wensheng's arm, and said enthusiastically, "Let's run!"

They quickly descended the steps and walked up the path, out of everyone's sight.

Fu Wensheng started to walk slowly, and Gan Hezhi slowed down accordingly.

"Let me fight." Fu Wensheng stretched out his hand while saying so.

Gan Hezhi retracted his hand a little, and Fu Wensheng's hand that was supposed to hold the umbrella handle just covered his hand.After holding the umbrella for a while, Gan Hezhi's hands were already chilled by the cold wind.

Fu Wensheng was taken aback for a moment.

"No need! We'll get on the bus right away!" Gan Hezhi raised the big and small arms of the umbrella to form an obtuse angle close to a flat angle, "But sir's hands are so warm!" He began to wonder, "How about we go together let's hit!"

Fu Wensheng would not be foolish with Gan Hezhi, so he withdrew his hand.

Just when a strong wind blew, Gan Hezhi's hand was suddenly exposed to the cold air again, and he didn't hold it all at once, so the umbrella in his hand was blown behind him by the wind, almost freeing him directly.

Fu Wensheng and Gan Hezhi were poured with rainwater.

right in front of their dry warm car.

Feng Yuan sent Gan Hezhi a photo of the crabapple tree planted in the school, and asked Gan Hezhi if he knew the flower language of the crabapple.

Gan Hezhi said he didn't know.

"It's bitter love." Feng Yuan asked himself and answered.

Xiang Qi seems to be pulling a big deal recently, and he specially invited Fu Wensheng to go with him to contact customers on weekends, "It depends on our two handsome faces!"

After midnight, the two returned to Zhoumi Garden together.

Gan Hezhi was a little delirious from the smell of alcohol on his face, and had to work hard to feed hangover soup to two drunks.

When Xiang Qi entered the guest bedroom, he fell directly on the bed, muttering inarticulately that it was not easy to talk about cooperation and the wine table.Gan Hezhi wiped his face casually twice, then hurried to see Fu Wensheng.

Fu Wensheng had a lot of things to do, he had to take a bath and brush his teeth, his eyelids were almost closed, and he put on a posture that he would never sleep until he washed himself.

Gan Hezhi could only wait in the master bedroom.Because he didn't know how long it had been since they drank the wine, he was afraid that Fu Wensheng would fall in it.He waited and waited, then squatted to the door of the bathroom to hear it more clearly.

This directly caused Fu Wensheng to almost step on his back when he came out.

Gan Hezhi saw that Fu Wensheng was going to sleep with his wet head on his head, so he murmured anxiously, "How can you sleep with wet hair...you need to dry it...or you will have a headache!"

Fu Wen turned a deaf ear, lay down on the bed, and then directly covered himself with a quilt.

Even with his eyes closed, Fu Wensheng's brows were still furrowed, rarely looking impatient.

Gan Hezhi was a little frightened by his expression, and stood by the bed for a while, then went to get the hair dryer out, and said in a low voice, "I'll turn on the small wind to blow it for you, okay?"

It took two seconds for Fu Wensheng to say "hmm".

Gan Hezhi plugged in the plug and realized that it was not easy for Fu Wensheng to lie down like this, so he asked in a low voice, "Could you sleep on the side? I can't blow my hair on the back while lying on the pillow."

It took almost half a minute for Fu Wensheng to move this time.

Gan Hezhi took advantage of the situation and put Fu Wensheng's head on his lap, then immediately turned on the hot air on a small setting, and began to help Fu Wensheng dry his hair.

In order to make Fu Wensheng more comfortable, Gan Hezhi would also massage Fu Wensheng's scalp while drying his hair.

Then he found that when he pressed near the temple, Fu Wensheng's brows would loosen a little.

"So do you already have a headache?" Gan Hezhi didn't expect Fu Wensheng to answer him, and continued talking to himself, "Why don't you say anything?" He began to massage Fu Wensheng's forehead, sides, scalp and back of his neck.

The room was very quiet, Gan Hezhi dimmed the lights, leaving only a little light.The small wind from the hair dryer is not too noisy, Gan Hezhi earnestly blows the air with one hand and massages with the other.

After a long time, it was a bit difficult, but he still enjoyed it.

After the hair was dry, he pressed Fu Wensheng for another 10 minutes.After Fu Wensheng's brows were completely relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put Fu Wensheng's head back on the pillow, and then gently put the hair dryer and towels back in place.

He still has to go and see Xiang Qi's side, and it's best to be able to hear the movement on both sides when he sleeps at night, so he can't sleep here secretly tonight.When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't said good night to Fu Wensheng yet.

So he turned back, kissed Fu Wensheng on the forehead, and said angrily, "Good night."

Seeing that Fu Wensheng hadn't responded, he pecked at the corner of Fu Wensheng's mouth again.

"Hey, sweet honey." Gan Hezhi laughed, "Good night——"

Gan Hezhi turned off the light in the master bedroom, and walked backwards out of the room.It was long past his bedtime, and he was a little top-heavy, but he walked as lightly as possible to the door.

He turned around, and was about to go to the guest bedroom, when he suddenly noticed that a shadow by the wall moved.

He was so startled that his heart almost stopped, but after looking carefully, he found that it was Xiang Qi.

It was Xiang Qi who should be sleeping in the guest bedroom.

He was walking in the dark, his figure indistinct.Only the eyes caught a faint light in the process of walking, but it disappeared quickly, making it difficult to capture even the expression.

He took a breath and asked Qian Hezhi, "What were you doing just now?"

The author says:

In the master bedroom, the labor force delivered to the door for free, blow-dried the hair, massaged the scalp, and sent a good night kiss.

Xiang Qi: Hello?anyone there?

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72. Section No.70

Refuse to discriminate.

At this point in time, the questioning in this atmosphere aroused goosebumps all over Gan Heyi's body, and his body trembled uncontrollably the moment Xiang Qi's voice fell.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Your brother... is tossing? Vomited the wine? There is something wrong with the wine tonight. It feels like fake wine. It makes me very thirsty right now." Xiang Qi flicked his hair randomly, " I want to drink."

"I... I! I'll pour it for you!" Gan Hezhi rushed downstairs.

"Oh... OK."

When Qian Hezhi opened his eyes the next day, it was just dawn.

After he washed, his eyes felt better, not as sore as when he just woke up.

The villa was very quiet, and the other two hadn't gotten up yet.Gan Hezhi turned on the lights on the stairs and went to the first floor to get ready for breakfast. When he went downstairs, he was still thinking about what to make for breakfast this morning.

"They drank alcohol last night, I don't know if they will still feel uncomfortable when they wake up later." Gan Hezhi thought about it, and then decided to cook a pot of pumpkin porridge and make something light.

Just after seven o'clock, Fu Wensheng left the room and seemed to have washed up.When he passed the guest bedroom, he turned in and went downstairs by himself within a minute.

Give him a glass of warm honey water before mixing.

Fu Wensheng took it and drank it.

"How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?" Gan Hezhi stared at Fu Wensheng's expression carefully, and even took a look at Fu Wensheng's eyebrows.

"It's okay, no." Fu Wensheng's expression didn't change when he replied.

"That's good." Gan Hezhi nodded, took back the cup, and brought it up with a filled pumpkin porridge, "Oh, by the way, have you seen Brother Xiang Qi just now? Is he still awake?"

"He's washing up and should be down right away."

As soon as Fu Wensheng finished speaking, Xiang Qi came out of the room.

"Morning, you guys. Ha—" Xiang Qi yawned like he wanted to eat a child.He held the railing with one hand, rubbed his forehead with the other, and went down the stairs lightly with one foot and heavy with the other.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he pulled away the chair opposite Fu Wensheng, fart