The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

Not long after Fu Yanle's mother passed away, Yan Chaoqing was busy with her career and traveled around, so Yu Jingchen couldn't see Fu Yanle again until the Lu family moved.

"Let's go outside for a walk."

Yu Jingchen stretched out his hand, Fu Yanle curled up his fingertips slightly, put his hand on his and got up.This time Yu Jingchen didn't let go, he kept his hands tightly together, and he didn't let go when he walked out of the Yu's house.

The Yu family and the Lu family were on the same line, and they walked along the avenue towards the Lu family.Except for the residents here and their guests, other people have no way to pass through the outside pass, so this side is very quiet, and there are very few people coming and going.

Yu Jingchen walked on the outside, "After you were three years old, I saw you again on this road. At that time, you and Lu Minghe were running along the side of the road. Mr. Lu was chasing after you with a stick, and I was sitting in the car. I passed by you and took a quick look."

Fu Yanle looked to the side of the road.Mr. Lu advocated 'exercising' the body from childhood, so since they moved here, he and Lu Minghe would walk on this road every day.Sometimes vehicles did pass by, but he never turned his head to look at them.

Yu Jingchen said: "Actually, I didn't go back to Yu's house very often at that time, because the school was far away, but since you moved here, I would come back every week during the holidays, but I never saw you."

"Every weekend, Lu Minghe and I will go out to hang out. We are very playful, and we usually have to go to school and take interest classes, so every weekend, we always have a lot of places and things we want to play. I don’t want to go home after going out.” Fu Yanle paused, and said jokingly, “In the past, we seemed to have no destiny.”

Yu Jingchen didn't answer, and said, "I come back every week, but I can't see you. Later, my mother finally had a rest time, and she picked you up from school for dinner. You were in the sixth grade and came out of school. When I was young, I was wearing a blue and white school uniform, full of youth."

"In my memory, that was the first time I saw you, and also the first time I talked to you." Fu Yanle recalled that long and vague memory.

He said, "I call you brother."

"I know, it's just a title, and it doesn't have any special meaning to you." Yu Jingchen stopped suddenly, and pointed to a row of parasol trees on the side of the road, "At that time, a guard of the Yu family said, you and Lu Minghe are still together. Climb over the tree there."

Fu Yanle clenched his hand and didn't speak.

"Later, my mother went abroad, and I was busy with my studies, so I seldom went back to Yu's house on weekends. You and your mother met several times, but I didn't catch up. It wasn't until your freshman year that my mother invited you to the art exhibition. The first time I saw you, we added WeChat that time." Yu Jingchen said.

Fu Yanle's heart shrank.

However, he already knew Su Fengyao at that time, or since then, his fate has been decided.Otherwise, he would not alienate Mrs. Yu, and he would not delete Yu Jingchen's WeChat after a long time. Only [Fu Yanle] would do this kind of behavior without any brains and reasons.

WeChat... WeChat!

Fu Yanle finally understood why he found Yu Jingchen's WeChat profile picture familiar.That pink doll with a weird painting style... was given to Yan Chaoqing when he saw the art exhibition that day.

He always forgets everything related to Yu Jingchen, always.

Fu Yanle was dizzy, and suddenly broke away from Yu Jingchen's hand. He seemed to want to say something, and opened his mouth eagerly. The cold wind poured into his mouth, and immediately covered his mouth and coughed.

The first cough was so severe that his throat was itchy, and he coughed again, the coughing became more and more severe, as if he couldn't stop it.Yu Jingchen reached out to support him, and he took two steps back as if evading, bent over to support his knees, suffocated amidst the sound of coughing, retched, and burst into tears.

The hat fell to the ground and turned into blurred white in Fu Yanle's sight.

"Brother..." He grabbed the clothes on his chest, "I feel uncomfortable..."

Yu Jingchen stretched out his hand and pulled him up with a bit of force.Fu Yanle's throat was choked with tears, and Yu Jingchen kissed him on the face, reaching his eyes.

Tears were salty and wet, sticking to his mouth, and breathing was bitter and numb.

Yu Jingchen didn't kiss Fu Yanle's lips, fearing that Fu Yanle would be out of breath, because Fu Yanle was still crying.Yu Jingchen looked down at Fu Yanle crying in a mess, and said in a gruff tone, "I knew... I wouldn't have told you."

"No, don't tell me..." Fu Yanle choked up and said, "Don't let me go."

Yu Jingchen held Fu Yanle's tear-stained face, "It should be asking you not to let me go."

Fu Yanle hiccupped and nodded carelessly.

"...Little Cat." Yu Jingchen sighed, "Go back."

"I, you carry me." Fu Yanle opened his arms, staring at Yu Jingchen with wet and red eyes.Yu Jingchen immediately turned around and squatted down, and Fu Yanle threw himself on the ground.

Yu Jingchen stood up with Fu Yanle on his back, but Fu Yanle pressed half of his shoulder with his chin.He walked steadily and slowly, taking every step carefully and firmly, because he would not fall, and he was not afraid, but Fu Yanle was on his back, so he was afraid of everything.

Fu Yanle would still inhale from time to time, and after a long breath, his body would tremble slightly.He stared at Yu Jingchen's profile, and suddenly said, "I'm going to runny nose."

"Then what should we do?" Yu Jingchen teased him, "Will you suffocate another snot bubble?"

"Wow!" Fu Yanle became angry again, "I'm going to bleed on your clothes, you're disgusting!"

Yu Jingchen smiled and said, "I didn't bring toilet paper or handkerchief either, so I can just follow you."

Feeling that the snot was about to flow down, Fu Yanle quickly raised his head halfway, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and carry me back, I don't want to meet people with my face covered in snot! Come on, hurry up!"

"Marry? I also want to marry soon." Yu Jingchen asked, "But when will you marry me?"

"...Wow! You are insane!" Fu Yanle greeted Yu Jingchen's shoulder with a meteor fist, and when he thought of his face full of tears and snot, he couldn't help being furious, "If you don't hurry up, I will wipe the snot all over the place Your face! Even if I lose [-] to myself, I will hurt [-] to you!"

After he finished speaking, he moved his face closer as a threat.

"You can do this. But if someone sees the strangeness on my face, I will confess you without hesitation." Yu Jingchen faced the danger calmly and tried to influence the little murderer, "But if you behave well, I will confess to you." I will cover it for you so that no one will know."

Fu Yanle was furious: "Aren't you human!"

"I don't have to." Yu Jingchen suddenly lifted Fu Yanle up, and Fu Yanle raised his head again in fright.

The two argued back and forth for a few minutes, and finally returned to Yu's house.Fu Yanle immediately became completely quiet, resting her forehead on Yu Jingchen's shoulder, and quietly covered her nose with one hand.

The two old men were playing chess in the courtyard, and they couldn't help being overjoyed to see Yu Jingchen coming back with Fu Yanle on his back.

Mr. Lu said, "Hey, Jingchen went for a walk with a load on his shoulders?"

Old Man Yu said, "Where did you bring this little quail back?"

Yan Zhihuai in the distance was distracted from the game interface, turned his head to look at it, and said, "It's really love."

Lu Minghe made a big move without raising his head, and said, "Little lovers, that's it."

Yu Jingchen carried Fu Yanle back to the bedroom, put him on the sofa, and handed him a tissue.

Fu Yanle didn't move at all, his eyes were wide open, all kinds of resentment and anger were hidden in them, and there was still half a stubborn snot hanging under his nose.

"...I'll wipe it for you." Yu Jingchen held back his smile, and stretched out his hand to wipe Fu Yanle's snot. The movements were gentle and careful, and he didn't give any little snot a chance to escape.After wiping, he took out the wet wipes and wiped away the residual power of the little snot again.

Fu Yanle's gaze was gloomy, and he remained motionless.

Yu Jingchen forcibly pressed Fu Yanle flat on the sofa, then went into the bathroom and took out a handkerchief that had been soaked in hot water, and gently placed it on Fu Yanle's face. "I'm crying and have a runny nose. I need a hot compress to keep my face from freezing."

Fu Yanle didn't speak, like a dead body.

Yu Jingchen sat down by the sofa, lightly poked the brown bear pendant on Fu Yanle's coat pocket, "On the first day I met my parents, Lele had a cold war with me."

"First of all, it is not me who is talking now, but my soul, and secondly, this is not a cold war." Fu Yanle was displeased, "My behavior has a professional name called outrage."

Yu Jingchen scratched the back of Fu Yanle's hand, "Then how long are you going to be out of temper?"

Fu Yanle's soul said seriously: "No more than 3 minutes."

"Okay." Yu Jingchen glanced at his watch, "It's 3:[-] p.m., and in [-] minutes, Lele himself must remember to talk to me."

Yu Jingchen got up after speaking, and left the sofa.

Fu Yanle hurriedly began to count silently. He couldn't be soft-hearted towards Yu Jingchen. He said that 3 minutes would be 3 minutes, and if he lost a second, his husband would be depressed.

If a person does not want to be crushed, it is taboo to be soft-hearted!

57, 58, 59—

When 3 minutes came, Fu Yanle took off the hot handkerchief on time and sat up.

Yu Jingchen said, "Open your mouth."

Fu Yanle subconsciously opened his mouth and was fed a candy. Yu Jingchen closed his mouth and slid his fingers across his cheek.Fu Yanle's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he tasted it with sugar in his mouth. There was a faint smell of medicine, but it was not bitter at all.

"It's for moistening the throat. I coughed so badly just now. If I don't moisten it, I might be dumb tomorrow." Yu Jingchen couldn't help frowning when he thought of Fu Yanle's retching from coughing, but he learned the lesson and felt pity. ... All kinds of words swirled around in his throat, and he swallowed them back.

"Three minutes have passed." Fu Yanle's face puffed up, "I'm not in a hurry."

Yu Jingchen smiled, sat on the edge of the sofa and looked at him.

"...Look at me, there is a fee." Fu Yanle rolled his eyes, "If you look at me, you have to pay the fee."

Yu Jingchen said, "How much do I have to pay? If it's too expensive, I'm going to complain to you."

"I'm not a money-grubbing person, I charge very fair." Fu Yanle wrinkled the tip of his nose in displeasure, moved his head closer to Yu Jingchen's smiling gaze, and kissed Yu Jingchen's lips lightly.

Yu Jing was stunned, but was bitten by Fu Yanle in dissatisfaction, and even gave him a fierce look.He chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand to press Fu Yanle's nape, and tried to taste the throat lozenges instead.

The throat lozenges were tasted over and over again, and gradually became smaller and melted into a piece in Fu Yanle's mouth.Yu Jingchen licked/between his teeth and backed out.

Fu Yanle blushed and spurned, "Take my candy."

Yu Jingchen took out a glass bottle as if conjuring, and said, "Stingy, I will pay you another one."

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