Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

While the young man was having a CT scan of the brain, Fu Huai had a chat with his old friend.

"Boss Fu." Ke Yuan was wearing a white coat, with a black pen in his chest pocket, and his hands crossed his chest: "Since you just came to the hospital, I would like to ask you a few questions. Mental condition."

Fu Huai nodded slightly: "Ask."

Not long after, Zhuoxi finished and came out, and happened to see the two of them.

Ke Yuan smiled and said to the man: "Okay, I think your condition is very stable. So, do you still sleep together?"

The word "gossip" was written all over his face.

Fu Dong said coldly: "This is not something you should care about."

Ke Yuan spread his hands, "Well, it will be a while before the results come out, do you want to go to my office and wait?"

He turned his head and looked at Zhuoxi, showing a harmless and friendly smile.

"Don't worry, I still have something to leave, so I won't go in and disturb you."

Zhuoxi thought to himself, is this person worthy of being a psychiatrist? He also understands too much, and can see almost everything.

However, it can also be seen that he has a good relationship with Fu Huai, and he dared to joke in front of Fu Huai.

Ke Yuan's office environment is quite good, they waited in it for about half an hour, and finally got the result.

"The doctor said it's normal and there's nothing wrong with it." When leaving the hospital, Zhuo Xi said, "Don't worry now?"

"Yeah." The man said while driving, "Talk to your parents."

After Zhuoxi sent the result to Su Qiyun, she suddenly noticed something, raised her head and smiled: "Wait, brother, did you just say...'Parents'?"

Fu Huai glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Brother, didn't you always call me Aunt Su?" Zhuo Xi said with interest, "Why did you suddenly change your name?"

Fu Huai said calmly: "It will be changed one day."

He didn't say it was because Su Qiyun was always Fu Hongcai's wife, or other reasons.

Zhuo Xi didn't break the casserole and asked the end, he smiled and said: "Look at this route, aren't we going back to my parents' place?"

Fu Huai: "Yes."

"Okay, I'll tell them." Zhuo Xi turned on the phone again.

Knowing that they were going back to Fu Huai's house, Su Qiyun felt a little regretful, but instead told Zhuoxi some precautions in life, so that he could have a good rest for a while.He also told him that the Spring Festival was a few days away, and the family had to go to the old house to spend it with grandpa.

Su Qi's grandparents have passed away, and only Fu Hongcai has a father who is nearly [-] years old in his family, that is, Su Qi's grandfather. city.

Fu Hongcai hired a nanny for him to take care of his life from time to time. Most of the time, the old man still likes to be clean and stay alone.

So every Spring Festival, they basically go to the old man's side to spend together.

This grandfather has a bad temper, but he still likes to see his grandson, Fu Huai. As for Su Qi...

It seems that I don't like Fu Huai as much as I like Fu Huai.

After all, she was a wife married after his son, not his own grandson, and had no blood relationship. The old man had old ideas, and it was normal that he could not accept the children brought by the new wife.

But after all, it was not to the extent that it would embarrass Su Qi.

He told Fu Huai about it, and Fu Huai acted very calmly without much reaction.

Zhuoxi was thinking about how to play during the Chinese New Year without wasting time, and whether to live broadcast or not, when suddenly he heard the man beside him say:

"Grandpa doesn't like you, he just doesn't know how to show it."

Zhuo Xi was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth.

"Really, actually I don't care about this, it doesn't matter if he likes me or not, as long as he likes you."

"..." Fu Huai turned to look at him, as if he wanted to say something, but finally turned his face away.

The tires grazed the ground and made a sound. The man parked the car outside the house, opened the door and got out.

Zhuo Xi also unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. When the two returned home, he was about to turn on the light, but the man held down his wrist.

The scorching heat in Fu Huai's palm was conveyed to the skin on his wrist through the sweater, Zhuo Xi was startled, and then realized that he seemed to have overlooked something when he came in just now.

On the balcony on the first floor, there was a little bit of warm yellow light, not like a lamp, but like a candle.

Fu Huai held his hand, and skillfully turned on the heater switch on the wall with his other hand, and then led him over.

Zhuoxi stepped on the soft slippers and followed the man. When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but chuckled.

In front of the glass door of the balcony, there was a small round table with two candles, a bottle of expensive red wine, and two transparent goblets.

And, a small cake.

Fu Huai pulled out the chair and motioned him to sit down.

After he sat down, the man walked across to him and picked up the wine.

"Replenish your birthday." The mellow wine fell into the glass, and after pouring the wine, Fu Huai sat down opposite him.

Zhuo Xi said with a smile: "Although this birthday seems to be a little unhappy during the day, but now, I am very happy."

He raised his glass, touched the man, and drank it down.

Fu Huai took two sips of the wine, and his eyes fell on the young man's rolling Adam's apple. The candlelight reflected in his eyes was deeper and darker than usual.

"Happy birthday."

Zhuoxi picked up the fork and took a bite of the cake. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at the other party with a smile.

"Brother, thank you. But how is this arranged? Did you ask Aunt Wu to do it?"

"Yeah." The man replied, "You guessed right."

"It's easy to guess." Zhuo Xi lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders twice, "It's not a difficult math problem."

"But now, I seem to be troubled by a difficult problem." The man's voice was deep.

"Huh?" The young man was a little surprised, "What? You are still troubled? You are the omnipotent Director Fu."

Fu Huai: "In this world, there is no omnipotent person."

He took out a small dark blue box from the coat pocket behind him.

"birthday present."

Zhuoxi looked at the small box in front of her, then at the man, and lowered her head to open the box.

A small tie clip came into his eyes.

This little thing has smooth and exquisite lines, exquisite workmanship and full of texture. It probably needs an equally exquisite suit to match it.

"I think I will wear it on very formal occasions." The young man said with a smile.

Fu Huai put his smile into his eyes, and hummed lightly.

"nice! You love it."

"Of course I like it." Zhuo Xi closed the box, got up and said, "I'll go and put it away."

Just as he was about to go back to the room, his eyes were attracted by the scene outside the balcony.

"Brother... It's snowing." He came to the glass door and looked up at the dark night sky. Because the sky was dark, the small white snowflakes were very obvious.

The heating is turned on at home, so the balcony door is closed. It is very cold outside, and there are sporadic snowflakes from time to time, which are blown onto the glass door by the wind, leaving little wet marks.

Fu Huai came to him and looked at the snow scene outside the house with him.

After a while, he said:

"The problem that bothers me is that you said before that you have no plans to have children by yourself."

"Huh? So brother, you heard it." The young man turned his head to look at him, and then rolled his eyes.

"Actually, this question is very simple. Of course it's because... I like men."

Having got an affirmative answer to what he wanted in his heart, Fu Huai looked at the young man deeply, saw the faint smile on his face, and parted his thin lips lightly.

"Is that so."

"Brother, you're so smart, you must have known it a long time ago." The young man smiled while holding the small box with his hands behind his back.

"En." Fu Huai responded in a low voice, and then approached the young man.

Zhuo Xi opened his eyes slightly, looking a little surprised: "Brother... what's wrong?"

The breath with a slight aroma of wine brushed the young man's face, Fu Huai lowered his head slightly, and looked at him, his dark pupils were like a well-known lake, quiet and deep.

Zhuo Xi: "Brother, are you..." Before the words "drunk" could be uttered, they were blocked.

The man didn't seem to want to hear him calling "Brother" so deliberately, he directly sealed the young man's pretending mouth.

As soon as he touched it, the young man closed his eyes, and both hands climbed up to his shoulders very consciously, as if he had been familiar with it thousands of times, and he didn't feel strange at all.

Fu Huai paused slightly, and then he attacked more violently.

The hand of the young man holding the box turned white with some force, and his fingers tightened unconsciously.

After the man retreated a little, the young man calmed down and said again: "Brother..."

In the next second, the man came up again, with a sense of punishment.

He knew that the young man did it on purpose, and if he didn't make him suffer a little bit, he might only become more rampant.

After the two separated again, Zhuo Xi took a deep breath, her eyes were clear, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

Instead of restraining himself, he seemed even more dishonest.

Fu Huai looked down at him, his eyes became more and more serious.

"Stop calling me brother."

"How can this be done?" Zhuoxi said in surprise, "Mom and Dad will be worried, thinking that our relationship is not good."

"I mean." Fu Huai said in a deep voice, "When there is no one else in the future."

"Hmm... well, then it's not called this, what is it called?" Zhuoxi asked curiously, "Fu Huai? Fu Dong? Old Fu?"

"..." Fu Huai's eyes became a little dangerous, "Do you think I'm very old?"

Zhuo Xi hurriedly denied: "Not old, not old, only four years older than me."

Fu Huai looked at him thoughtfully.

"Recently, I've had a lot of dreams."

Zhuo Xi: "Huh? You did mention this before."

Fu Huai: "Now I suspect that it was not a dream."

The more Zhuo Xi listened, the more curious he became, "So what are you dreaming about?" If a man would say such a thing, what kind of dream did he have?

"I dreamed." Fu Huai paused, and then said, "Someone told me that he was greedy for me."

Zhuoxi's smile froze.

"..."

Fu Huai continued: "In those dreams, I became another person, but no matter what their identities are, they all have one thing in common."

"Cough...what's in common?" Zhuoxi cleared his throat and asked.

"They all love someone."

"Oh...that sounds very romantic." The young man nodded seriously.

"So." Fu Huai's eyes were gloomy, and he fixedly looked at the young man in his arms.

"That person, is that you?"