Looking forward to the stars

Feng Fan went to open the door, and he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. The child was depressed, with drooping eyelashes and pouty cheeks, looking reluctant. Feng Fan was smiling, which hadn't changed at all. He was still a child. It was still his frank and simple Zhan Chen.

Zhan Chen likes Jing Ming very much, but loves Feng Fan even more. It is rare to spend a good time with the two of them.

But when the little bastard came in, he immediately felt distressed.

"Why didn't you supervise him to eat well and lose so much weight?"

Feng Fan couldn't refute, and was scolded silently. When he disappeared, the child cried and yelled every day, and the food was not good; when Zhan Chen broke up with him, the child pestered him every day to get Zhan Chen back. Come on, cry until the sky is dark and the sky is dark, and he is annoyed by crying, he is simply a replica of Xiao Zhanchen, the little bag of tears.

"Stupid, why are you so unlucky, you are always injured."

Little Jing Ming's eye circles were red, hitting the nail on the head.

Zhanchen was stunned, thinking, it's really unlucky.

Naturally, Feng Fan couldn't escape being involved. Thinking about it carefully, since he met him, Zhan Chen hadn't lived a good life, either because he was beaten to death by the people around him, or because he was beaten to death by the people around him, The instigator was none other than Feng Fan, and it wasn't that he couldn't escape the relationship, it was obviously a major relationship, a direct relationship.

Zhan Chen didn't seem to think so much, his whole mind was on Jing Ming.

"Did you eat properly while I was away?"

"Well, there is!"

The little boy nodded his head, but Zhan Chen didn't believe it.

"What do you want to eat today?"

"Um……".

Jing Ming looked at the sky and thought for a while.

"Are you going to do it for me?"

There was light in the blue eyes, shining brightly and dazzled, not wanting to disappoint the boy.

"Uh……"

Zhan Chen was at a loss for words, with black lines all over his head. The food he cooked was very edible, but this kid was very caring. He felt that it was necessary to cook for Feng Fan once. This opportunity was right in front of him, so he patted his chest.

"Well, tell me what you want to eat, and I will make it."

Feng Fan couldn't stop him, he remembered that Zhan Chen never knew how to cook, Zhan Chen suddenly looked at him, implying expectation, meaning, tell me what you want to eat, and I will cook it.

Jing Ming was dumbfounded, he was just joking, the young master never let the idiot into the kitchen, because he was afraid that he would order, and seeing the idiot's embarrassment now,

cannot be trusted.

Xiao Jingming rationally grasped the essence of the facts.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet. Don't be cold and don't exercise too much. Don't force yourself this time. Let's wait until the injury heals."

With a dark face, Feng Fan seriously corrected the child's current erroneous thinking about being aggressive and aggressive. Although Jing Ming was young, he was quick-witted and smart, and he took the opportunity to save the kitchen after realizing it.

"Hmm... I don't have anything special to eat. Aunt Zhou can make a lot of delicious dishes, so don't disturb them."

Aunt Zhou is a part-time cook in the villa, and she leaves after cooking.

Zhan Chen spread his fingers wide open to support half of his face, his little finger kept clicking, and fell into deep thought. From just now, he felt that there was something in Feng Fan's words that he cared about. More and more similar, it's that... that what.

"Don't force it!" "Don't interfere!"

That's right, those two words, he suddenly came to his senses, half-squinting his eyes to look at these two colluding guys.

"You don't believe me?"

Seeing this, Jing Ming immediately wept with a small face.

"If you are greedy for me for a while, if the wound opens again, the young master will scold me, idiot, don't you feel sorry for me?"

Zhanchen was blocked, he wanted to show his skills, redeem the image of a kitchen idiot, and cook a good meal for these two, but he didn't expect to scare the child like this, his heart softened all of a sudden, and he quickly coaxed:

"Okay, I won't do it, will it work if I don't do it?"

Jing Ming laughed in his arms, blinked at Feng Fan, Feng Fan held back the smile with a sullen face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and when he looked at Zhan Chen, the child was really deceived, his eyes sparkled, sad and angry, Feng Fan Fan was stunned for a moment.

Just angry about this?

He hurriedly threw Jing Ming out and sat down to coax him.

"Angry? So petty."

Zhan Chen pursed his mouth, full of anger.

"You said, drive me away, do you often scold him?"

Uh, what kind of thing is this.

"Otherwise, why is he so afraid of you? You must have punished him to kneel last time. He was scared. This time he asked me to get something to eat. If you refused, he would cry in fright."

After Feng Fan finished speaking, he blinked and looked at the person in front of him, this is, there is no reason to blame him if he wants to commit a crime.

"In your eyes, am I so ruthless? Before I met you, he was tortured to death by me."

Feng Fan complained in his heart, and he blamed that boy Jing Ming for always putting on airs in front of him, saying that he would be scolded and beaten, no, this guy didn't even believe him.

Zhanchen got a little more balanced in his heart. After living together for so long, he has never seen Feng Fan beat and scold Jing Ming. He punished him once because he almost killed him, so he believed Feng Xiaoren for the time being.

"You like him that much?"

Feng Fan lifted the quilt, pressed Zhan Chen down against his body, and Zhan Chen shrank back.

"I like children."

"It's a pity you can't give birth to me."

"It's enough to have little Jing Ming!"

Zhan Chen replied without hesitation, staring at his black eyes, stroking his thick eyebrows with his fingertips, suddenly tilted his head, this sentence is wrong, very wrong, how could he... and why wasn't he Feng Xiaoren.

After he reacted, his face flushed red, and he turned his head to ignore Feng Fan.

Feng Fan turned his face back with a smile, grabbed his face and squeezed it, Zhan Chen's thin lips were pouted, and he said vaguely:

"what are you doing?"

He kissed it down and held it in his mouth, then let it go in satisfaction.

"I love you!"

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment. He had waited and expected for these three simple words for too long, and they seemed to be out of reach, so that when Feng Fan told him, it seemed like he was in a dream. There is water vapor in the clear and moist eyes, looking into the starlight in the black eyes without blinking, an indescribable joy is slowly brewing in my heart, as if I have experienced the turbulence and swaying of high mountains and flowing water, turning into a clear stream of fine water. Clear and shallow, calm and quiet.

Feng Fan was waiting for his reaction, whether he would slam into his arms fiercely, or hug him and kiss frantically, but Zhan Chen didn't do anything, just looked at him indifferently.

Feng Fan was a little taken aback. Could it be that this sentence came too late.

Unable to figure it out, he lowered his voice and said it again in his ear.

"I love you, Zhanchen!"

He was still very calm, but the moistness in his eyes deepened, as if submerged in water, exquisitely carved.

Feng Fan held his face in distress, and a drop of wet liquid slipped into his palm.

He made him cry again.

Feng Fan laughed, why does this child love to cry so much.

"Moved?"

"Ah."

The little head nodded softly, Feng Fan's heart melted when he saw it, a soft and intense emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart, it turned out that he was the one who would be crazy, wanted to love this person for the rest of his life, wanted to rub him into his arms, Hold in the palm of your hand for protection.

He swooped down to kiss him, pulled the quilt with his backhand, and wrapped the two of them tightly together, so the following conversation appeared in the quilt.

"You can bear the injury?"

"Enn, it's okay, come on!"

Go half way.

"Will Jing Ming come in?"

"No, I'll let Uncle Qi watch him."

Feng Fan answered.

"Oh."

Zhanchen answered.

Then there was a rustle, um, ah, who cares what they are doing.

A little bird flew over, landed by the window to rest, fluttered its wings, raised its small head to look in, paced and looked into the distance, then flapped again with a whimper, and flew into the air.

Zhanchen was thinking, Feng Fan had changed. In the past, it seemed that there was always a dark cloud over his head, and it was raining at night. It wasn't heavy, but it always drenched him completely. But just now, he saw the darkness in his eyes. Starlight, that was something he had never seen before, sharp and cold without rejection, pure and sincere like everyone else, although the spark was small, but bright, one day, he would bring him out of the past, into the sun, and be with him for the rest of his life Stay together.

It's just that before that, there is one more thing to solve. Although Feng Fan didn't mention it these days, he can still vaguely feel his anxiety. That person will threaten their lives. If this time bomb is not dismantled, there will be no days of fear. In the end, if he doesn't come out, then find a way to get him out by himself.

These days, Zhan Chen is always clinging to Feng Fan, tender and affectionate, as if he wants to make up for all the sweetness and warmth that he missed before. Feng Fan doesn't care about Qisheng's company now, and has a lot of time every day, but Zhan Chen suffers, he wants to He stays with Feng Fan all day long, but he can't resign now. His career will play a more important role in the near future.

Every day Feng Fan sent him to and from work, and even made lunch himself and sent it there to eat with him. The dishes were delicious and the scenery was beautiful. Walking backwards on the beach and laughing at him, going places you haven't been to before, doing a lot of things you haven't done before.

The days seem to be flying happily, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye. The New Year is full of joy. On New Year’s Eve, there are lights and festoons everywhere, and the streets are full of traffic. Not going anywhere, just staying at home with Feng Fan.

"Zhanchen."

"Young Master Yu."

Zhan Chen picked up the phone and jumped up from the sofa happily. Feng Fan looked at him jealously. Zhan Chen slapped him on the face, like a happy little rabbit, and jumped onto the balcony.

"Happy New Year!"

"If your kid doesn't call you, do you almost forget about us?"

It was Yan Di's voice, Zhan Chen said in embarrassment:

"I thought about calling again later, but I didn't expect you to call first."

"Is it the truth, Zhanchen, let me tell you, I can tell when you're lying."

It could be heard that he was very happy and called from Xiao Yu's mobile phone. It seemed that the two of them were having a good time.

"Don't talk nonsense, when did I tell you a lie, we are good young people."

"Hahaha..... yes yes yes..."

"Zhanchen, Happy New Year!"

Instead, Xiao Yu listened to the call.

"Hey... I haven't finished yet..."

Zhan Chen heard Xie Di whispering over there, and quickly fell silent again. He must have been given a cold look by Yu Shao, and laughed straight:

"Young Master Yu, that's amazing. A big guy like Xie Di has been managed so submissively. Doesn't he have some special tricks?"

Zhanchen joked that the lights of thousands of families in front of the building rendered the New Year's happy atmosphere like a dream. The moon rose high in the sky, and the place it illuminated was clear and bright, and even the grass and trees in the garden were faintly illuminated.

There was silence for a while, Xiao Yu didn't expect him to be so direct.

"Don't think too much, he won't leave."

"Hey, I also live in a courtyard house. This is called celebrating the New Year at home..."

Xie Di answered it right away, there was another silence on the phone, Zhan Chen laughed out loud, Xiao Yu obviously heard it, skipped over the matter between him and Xie Di, and chatted about something else.

After finishing the call with Xiao Yu, Zhan Chen was in a good mood, and called Jin Haohui again. Haohui changed jobs, and it seemed that he was working overtime in the [-]th year, and no one answered. He was a little disappointed. I can't let go, maybe it's because I'm afraid of answering the phone, or I don't want to hear his voice yet.