Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Zhuo Xi put a towel on his head, and sat beside Fu Hongcai for a while, seeing that the two of them were equally skilled in chess, and the chess game was a little tense.

But Fu Hongcai still had a smile on his face, and the man opposite looked quite calm.

It is impossible to see that they are fighting on the chessboard.

Su Qiyun brought Zhuoxi a cup of warm milk and made tea for the other two.

When Fu Huai gave birth, from the corner of his eye, he saw the circle of milk stains on the mouth of the young man opposite him because he drank milk.

Then the young man seemed to subconsciously stick out his tongue and lick the milk stain.

The tip of the tongue was pink, it appeared for a moment and then retracted, but Fu Huai accurately captured that second.

"..."

"Hahaha, son, you still can't beat me." Fu Hong said proudly, "What kind of chess you play, it's all messed up. Sure enough, the young man still can't hold his breath..."

Fu Huai: "I'm a little tired, I'll go back to my room first."

"Then go back to your room and rest quickly." Su Qiyun heard the words and said, "Hongcai and you too, it's already ten o'clock, don't drag Xiao Huai around, go back and get ready for bed."

Fu Hongcai picked up the chessboard.

"Hmph, continue another day..."

This kid probably didn't want to play with him anymore, so he deliberately lost to him by mistake, how could he not see it?

Zhuoxi on the sofa: Really not.

Hmm... He seemed to know why Fu Huai suddenly wanted to leave.

013: "Host, you must be laughing."

Zhuoxi: "Hey, how come, am I that bad?"

013: "Yes."

In the dead of night, the lights in the entire living room were turned off, only the rooms of Fu Huai and Zhuo Xi were still glowing with warm yellow lights.

Su Qiyun and Fu Hongcai have already gone to bed, and they basically go to bed at the o'clock, unlike young people who stay up late.

Their room is also a bit far from the two sons' rooms, one is at this end of the second floor and the other is at the other end.

In Fu Huai's room.

"Well, I'm home." The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone in one hand, talking to the person on the other end of the line.

A young and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone:

"That's good. But Fu Huai, you really don't plan to tell your family? I think you should tell them first, so that they won't be too surprised in the future."

"There's no need." The man said, "When they find out, they will only add unnecessary worries."

The voice smiled: "How can it be meaningless? Your family's worries about you are different from other people's. What's more, your illness is not terminally ill, it's just a mild bipolar disorder. As long as you Open up to your family, I'm sure they will serve you well, don't you?"

"talk later."

"Okay, okay... But, how is your sleeping condition recently? Can't you sleep for a long time?"

"Three or four hours."

"Sure enough, it's starting to flare up again..." The person on the other end of the phone sighed.

Fu Huai: "As far as I am concerned, this is already very good."

"However, if things go on like this for a long time, your body will not be able to bear it. And the medicine you are taking now will slowly develop resistance over time, and you will need to change to another one with stronger effect."

"Then change it."

"But this way, there will be side effects to some extent, and it will consume a lot of your body." The man persuaded: "So, I suggest you start from the root cause, family members can heal you, Fu Huai."

Is it cured...

Fu Huai put down his phone and looked at the stars outside the window.

The light stretched his shadow very long, and the man finally laughed at himself.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door behind him.

Fu Huai paused, walked over and opened the door, and saw the young man's slightly upturned face.

"Brother, are you still awake? I see that the light in your room is still on." The young man said, "It's already twelve o'clock."

Fu Huai's gaze shifted slowly from the young man's fair face to the small piece of collarbone accidentally exposed from the neckline of the pajamas, and then retracted his gaze.

"You don't seem to be asleep either."

The two of them, each other.

"I was discovered by you." The young man winked at him and smiled: "I have insomnia, I can't sleep."

Fu Huai: "Why?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't gone home to sleep for a long time."

013: Liar, I just slept at home after being discharged from the hospital a few days ago, and I slept soundly.

Hearing his answer, Fu Huai didn't know whether he believed it or not, but looked at Zhuoxi quietly for a while with those somewhat alienated eyes.

As if waiting, the young man revealed his real purpose.

Then, Zhuoxi slowly took out the hand behind her back, holding a white and fat pillow in her hand.

"So, can I lie here for a while?"

He looked at the man expectantly.

Anyway, if we all suffer from insomnia, it is better to suffer from insomnia together.

That's probably what it means.

Fu Huai was silent for a while, then finally turned around and moved the door away.

Seeing his tacit attitude, Zhuo Xi felt relieved, he took the pillow and walked to Fu Huai's bedside, and put it away neatly.

"I'll just lie down and not mess up your bed."

Fu Huai wore pajamas similar to those of the young man, and set an alarm for tomorrow morning with his mobile phone.

When I just returned to China, the alarm clock time will naturally be changed, and the time difference is different.

Tomorrow, there is still a lot to do.

Immediately, he dimmed the light of the floor lamp a little before coming to the bedside.

The young man had already got into bed, only his head was exposed, and he was looking at him with open eyes.

Fu Huai didn't realize it, and as if there was no one more person in the room, he calmly lifted the quilt and went to bed.

It wasn't until he was watched silently by the young man for a long time that he looked at the young man and asked:

"Not sleeping?"

"Yes, sleep." Zhuo Xi replied, then turned over obediently, preparing to sleep.

Not long after turning over, I heard the man beside me suddenly say:

"You are... bald here."

Zhuo Xi responded silently, it turned out that Fu Huai was referring to the part of the back of his head where he fell and had suture surgery.

Because of the surgery, the small piece was shaved off, and it is usually covered by the hair on it, so it can't be seen, but it is easy to find when lying on the pillow.

It's really social death.

He quickly turned back and turned his face to Fu Huai.

"It will grow after a while."

The man hummed in a low voice and didn't speak again.

013 gloated and laughed: "Haha, host, this is too deadly, bald...hahaha."

It's not really bald anymore!Zhuoxi thought angrily, she would grow back by herself after a while.

But he really forgot about it just now, otherwise he wouldn't have shown Fu Huai the back of his head which is a bit embarrassed now.

Although they are old couples, but this is the first time they meet each other in this world, he still feels that he needs to maintain his image.

Now it's all right, let people see that there is a piece missing from the back of his head...

In order to change the subject and ease the dull and awkward atmosphere, he took the initiative to say: "Then why can't you fall asleep, bro?"

The young man looked at himself like this, his small face was shrouded in the shadow cast by his light.

Fu Huai suddenly had some kind of impulse. He recalled what the person said on the phone just now, and for the first time felt... want to talk.

Or maybe it's because the atmosphere at the moment is a little relaxing.

"got used to."

Zhuoxi: "Are you used to it? Do you often do this?"

Fu Huai: "Yes."

The man folded his hands and put them on his abdomen, lying very upright, but he didn't seem to be sleepy.

Zhuoxi: "That's not very good, are you in treatment?"

"Have."

But the effect does not seem very significant.

Zhuo Xi didn't ask if it was useful, because the answer was already in front of him.

"Parents, do they know about this?"

Fu Huai: "I don't know."

"Okay." Zhuo Xi said, "Then I will help you keep this secret. However, you still need to relax more and sleep well to take care of your body."

Fu Huai said "hmm" again, "You sleep like this, doesn't your head hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I don't feel much anymore." Zhuo Xi smiled slightly, "Brother, you seem to care about me."

Fu Huai: "It should."

In any case, this is his brother in name, and he can be regarded as a family member.

And it seems that she is much more sensible than before, quite obedient, and not a monster.

Fu Huai is willing to try to be a good brother, because he found that it is not difficult to get in touch with young people.

An obedient brother, he can still accept it.

Moreover, the young man was lying beside him at this moment, exuding a warm body temperature, and what his nose smelled was the light fragrance of plant shampoo on the young man's hair.

A bit like the aroma of coconut, with a little orange fragrance.

Before they knew it, neither of them spoke again.

In this silence, Zhuoxi was the first to fall asleep.

When the alarm clock rang the next day, Fu Huai realized that he had fallen asleep without knowing when.

And this time, I slept soundly.

His mood was peaceful and quiet like never before. It had been a long time since he had rested so presumptuously and comfortably.

He turned off the mobile phone alarm clock on the bedside table, and felt that there was a person beside him, with his head against his arm, sleeping soundly.

Breathing through a thin layer of pajamas, brushing against the flesh of the lower head.

The young man's whole body was also almost attached to his right side of the body.

The warmth in the bed was a temperature never felt when alone.

It was obvious that he should get up, but at this moment, Fu Huai suddenly didn't know how to move.

He froze and put the hand that turned off the alarm clock on the quilt.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Xi who heard the alarm clock rang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

"Morning, brother."

The curtains were not opened, and the light was not very sufficient, but Fu Huai could still clearly see the sleepy look of the young man. He paused, and said:

"I'm getting up, you can continue to sleep if you want to sleep."

"Don't sleep anymore." Zhuo Xi sat up and stretched, "It's not too early."

Fu Huai: "07:30."

"Then get up." Zhuo Xi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on the slippers, "Mom and Dad should have woken up too."

Fu Hongcai and Su Qiyun always got up early because they also went to bed early.

Fu Huai also got out of bed, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Zhuoxi just opened the door of the bedroom, and bumped into Su Qiyun who was passing by outside.

"Uh...Mom."

Su Qiyun was stunned, and confirmed that this was not her son's room.

Isn't this Fu Huai's bedroom?

"Qi Qi, why did you... come out of your elder brother's room?" She asked in surprise.

"What?" Fu Hong who was downstairs heard the movement, walked over from the living room to take a look, and asked unexpectedly, "You two brothers slept together last night?"

Zhuoxi was thinking about how to explain, when Fu Hongcai said to Su Qiyun:

"Xiao Yun, look, I know that these two children can get along well."

He looked relieved and seemed quite happy.

Zhuoxi breathed a sigh of relief: You just need to be happy.