Romance Victory

◎It’s him who is green with abalone cypress! ◎

Bao Hui swept Bo Yun and Fu Jianwei left and right, his eyes were very delicate.The two of them hadn't hugged or kissed each other, but Bo Yun sat on the edge of the hospital bed, hugging Fu Jianwei's shoulder very naturally and affectionately, and looked at Bao Hui.

After a long while, Bao Hui asked hesitantly, "I didn't get it wrong, did I? You two...uh, that...ah?"

"You got it right." Bo Yun clearly declared the ownership to him, "I'm dating Fu Jianwei."

This scene was too embarrassing for Zhong Minggui. Although he was not thirsty, he still found a cup to pour water.

Bao Hui took five seconds to accept this reality, then widened his eyes, slammed the table hard, and asked loudly: "Fu Jianwei! You didn't tell me! I asked you last time, you—"

He told Fu Jianwei all the secrets of his life!Although Fu Jianwei stopped him repeatedly, saying that he didn't need to go into such detail... But what he said was more loyal than Fu Jianwei's not saying anything!

Last time he asked Fu Jianwei to exchange the same level of secrets, Fu Jianwei said no!fraud!

This is not an occasion to go into details, based on Fu Jianwei's understanding of Bao Hui, furthermore, Bao Hui will 100% blew up on the matter that Bao Hui wanted to hide.

So, he decided to be perfunctory for the time being: "I will explain to you later." Then, before Bao Hui could speak, he turned to Bo Yun. He knew it in his heart, but he still asked, "Brother Yun, why are you here?"

"You're sick, I'll come and see you." Bo Yun had already posted with Fu Jianwei just now, but now he couldn't help touching his forehead to check the temperature, and asked him softly how he felt.

Fu Jianwei said it was all right.

Bo Yun saw that his face was really good, so he was relieved, and couldn't help but hug him again, loving him.

Zhong Minggui poured three glasses of water, looked back, and hugged it again.

He couldn't bear to watch it, chose not to watch it, and dragged Bao Hui, who was in a daze, to the outside, leaving room for the sour couple.

The shock Bao Hui received was too great, and he didn't react until he was taken to the corridor. He sat on the bench and continued to be in a daze.

Zhong Minggui bought two bottles of drinks from the vending machine on the side, and handed one to Bao Hui, he hesitated to speak, looked away, sat next to him, and drank the drink silently.

After a while, both of them said at the same time: "You already knew—"/"You told Xiao Fu——"

stop at the same time.

"You talk first." Zhong Minggui said.

Bao Hui was not polite to him: "You already knew what they were doing?"

Zhong Minggui sighed: "Otherwise, why do you think Xiao Fu came here to study abroad suddenly, and I still study with him?"

Bao Hui said as a matter of course: "You guys have good grades."

Zhong Minggui guided him to sort out the problem: "Then why didn't Bo Yun come?"

Bao Hui spread his hands and said, "He doesn't want to study abroad."

"..." The logic was too fluent, and Zhong Minggui had no way to refute it, so he could only answer directly, "Yes, I already knew what they were doing."

He has completely discovered that he can only hit straight balls against Bao Hui, and the kid's brain circuit does not turn around.

Bao Hui's unbending brain circuit continued to operate, and asked: "Then why don't they come together? Isn't this a foreign relationship? Speaking of which, this is the first time Bo Yun has come back to see Fu Jianwei?" As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed. Shen, full of yin and yang, preoccupied, "But maybe I have been here many times, just hiding it from me... Thanks to me, I treat them as brothers. Fuck, I won't tell them when I get married in the future!"

Although the current kind of person who hides the news of marriage can be regarded as a living Bodhisattva who has only heard of it but never seen it, Zhong Minggui still wants to explain for his nephew, and try his best to repair their friendship that seems to be the most important thing for him as an outsider.

"No, Bo Yun came here secretly this time, the first time he came back. His family disagreed, so he took Xiao Fu abroad and left Xiao Yun in China, trying to separate them. Bo Yun contacted me only after getting off the plane. I was shocked when I said that I had stolen my passport.”

Zhong Minggui said helplessly, while quietly observing Bao Hui's expression, hesitated again and again, and did not ask Bao Hui if he had a crush on Fu Jianwei at this time.

It's not the first time he has hesitated in "Xiao Bao likes Xiao Fu" and "It doesn't seem to be the case", the main reason is that it is difficult for Xiao Bao to make him understand.The most likely thing is that Xiao Bao really likes Xiao Fu, but Xiao Bao doesn't know it himself, and is only approaching by instinct.

There was no one else in the ward, and Bo Yun couldn't bear it any longer, and kissed Fu Jianwei's lips.

He put his longing for nearly a year into this lingering kiss, until Fu Jianwei couldn't breathe, then he reluctantly left. He was also a little panting, but he could continue.

So, Bo Yun stared deeply at Fu Jianwei, who was blushing and moist-eyed for a few seconds, and kissed him again.

Fu Jianwei's head was in a daze due to lack of oxygen, and his survival instinct made him want to push Bo Yun away a little, in exchange for a few more seconds to breathe.But Bo Yun noticed his resistance, pressed him on the head of the bed, squeezed him, made him unable to move, and could only let him ask for it.

At this moment, the breaths of the two were hot and humid, and the hormones were crazily secreted, and Bo Yun's head was also dizzy, being dominated by the body's instincts.

Suddenly, Bo Yun woke up, hesitated, reluctantly withdrew his hand, let go of Fu Jianwei, gasped slightly, and looked at him with eyes full of desire.

At this time, Fu Jianwei didn't dare to look at Bo Yun at all, lowered his head, and still grabbed the corner of his clothes.

After a while, Bo Yun finally temporarily suppressed the impulse in his heart, moved his gaze down, and turned around on Fu Jianwei's exposed collarbone, helping him tidy up his hospital gown. When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry. .”

Fu Jian shook his head slightly, still so obedient.

Bo Yun looked at him for a while, then hugged him again, this time just holding him.

The two hugged each other quietly for a while.

Fu Jianwei couldn't help being worried, and asked softly, "Did you just come here? Uncle Bo and the others know?"

"You don't need to worry about these things. It's my family's problem. I'll take care of it." Bo Yun said.

Fu Jianwei had no choice but to stop asking, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Yun, I want to be discharged from the hospital. I'm really fine, and I don't like being hospitalized."

Who would like to be in the hospital?Bo Yun didn't refuse outright, and asked first, "Have you asked the doctor?"

"I've asked, the doctor said yes, but Bao Hui won't let me go." Fu Jianwei struggled a little, raised his head from Bo Yun's arms and looked at him like a baby, "He said you won't let me go."

"I'm afraid you won't do well, but I hold on. You're always like this." Bo Yun bit the tip of his nose angrily and distressedly, seeing his startled bewildered and shy look, smiled, and rubbed against him With the tip of his nose, he threatened him in a low voice, "I'll settle the score with you later. I usually promised well, but I'm really uncomfortable, so I kept it from me. I was so anxious that I was pissed off."

Fu Jian explained embarrassingly: "I don't want you to be in a hurry."

These words hit Bo Yun's sore spot, he was silent for a while, and sighed: "I know. You think I can't make it through anyway, and you can only worry in vain if you know."

Fu Jianwei stopped talking, neither admitted nor denied.

There is no way to solve this matter all at once, Bo Yun can only repeat what he has said countless times in the past on the phone and in the video, "Give me some more time" and so on.Having said so much, I feel like painting a cake.But other than that, what else could be done?

Bo Yun gradually couldn't continue talking, and only hugged Fu Jianwei, and the ward was silent for a while.

After a while, Bo Yunqiang cheered up and cheered Fu Jianwei, who was depressed: "Get out of the hospital, have a meal with my uncle and the others, and I'll take you back to school. I haven't been to your school yet, bumpkins see the world."

Fu Jianwei was really amused by him.

How can Bo Yun really be a country bumpkin, but the university that Fu Jianwei studied was not in the list of famous schools in country A that Bo Yun participated in when he was young.

Bo Yun went to the corridor and talked to his uncle.

Zhong Minggui said: "Oh, okay, I'll check with the doctor, and if there is no problem, Xiao Fu will be discharged from the hospital. You stay in the ward and pack up Xiao Fu's things."

When Bao Hui and Bo Yun returned to the ward, they were about to scold each other, but after thinking about it for a while, they simply closed their mouths, being noble and glamorous, and waited for Bo Yun to apologize.

Seeing this, Bo Yun became suspicious: According to Bao Hui's character, shouldn't he have started shouting a long time ago?

Although it is quite hot this month, the air conditioner in the building is always fully turned on. Bo Yun was afraid that Fu Jianwei would catch a cold, so seeing him go to the bathroom to change his private clothes, he helped him take off the coat hanging on the coat rack.This jacket was worn by Bo Yun and sent to Fu Jianwei last year.

Bo Yun habitually unfolded his coat and shook it, unexpectedly shaking out the small paper box in his pocket.

He bent down to pick it up, took a closer look, was stunned for a while, his face gradually became stiff, and turned to look at Fu Jianwei who had just changed his hospital gown and came out of the bathroom.

Fu Jianwei tried to make eye contact with Bao Hui.It's hard, he knows, but he wants to try.

After trying it, I found that it really can't be done.

Fu Jianwei had no choice but to stand in the corner and send a message to Bao Hui on his mobile phone: I will explain to you later, so please stop talking.You can't speak well, if you talk about it and leak that, don't regret it.

Bao Hui took out his mobile phone and looked at it, very angry.Fu Jianwei not only refused to share the secret with him, but also scolded him for being too smart to speak!But after thinking about it, he suspected that Fu Jianwei might not be scolding him, but just stating the facts frankly.

I have to bear it for now!

Bao Hui gritted his teeth, grinned slightly at Fu Jian, and made a grimace.

Fu Jianwei was worried that Bao Hui would reveal himself that his body had been picked up, and he was also afraid that he would reveal that he was an alcoholic. At this moment, he just wanted to hold his mouth that couldn't keep up with him, so he tried his best to smile at him comfortingly.

Bo Yun: "..."

He is here right now, right in front of his eyes, Fu Jianwei and Bao Hui are still flirting, can't bear it just for a moment? !It is conceivable that when he was not around, what kind of situation would be like burning firewood... Also, when he first arrived in the ward, he saw Fu Jianwei and Bao Hui getting together very intimately, and he didn't know what he was doing...

In an instant, he went from the coldness of the sky to the soles of his feet, and then spread to his whole body like a fire in his heart.

He wanted to bear it, but couldn't bear it.He persuaded himself to save some face for himself, being green is not an honorable thing, he had to ask Bao Hui after he got out...but it was Bao Hui who was green!What doesn't Bao Hui know? !

Fu Jianwei heaved a sigh of relief after finishing Bao Hui, looked back at Bo Yun, and was stunned: "Brother Yun?"

Bo Yun sat on the edge of the bed, clenched his hands tightly, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Looking at each other for about ten seconds, Bo Yun slowly let go of his hand, revealing the small paper box that was crumpled by him, suppressing his anger, and asked, "Why do you have this in your coat pocket?"

Fu Jianwei saw the thing clearly, and instantly understood Bo Yun's reaction. He just didn't understand why it was in his clothes, so he hurriedly said, "It's not mine, it's Bao Hui's... Bao Hui!"

Bao Hui came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Jianwei motioned him to look at it, and asked, "Why is this of yours in my coat pocket?"

Bao Hui saw the thing clearly, thinking about the "leaking" that Fu Jianwei said just now, subconsciously denied: "I don't know, it's not mine."

Fu Jianwei didn't expect him to lie at this critical moment, and immediately became anxious: "This is yours! Bao Hui!"

Seeing that Fu Jianwei's face was flushed and sweating, Bao Hui then looked at Bo Yun's dark green complexion, and realized the seriousness belatedly—this pot really couldn't be blamed on Fu Jianwei.

He hurriedly explained to Bo Yun: "It's mine. I just packed my things, I guess I stuffed them casually, I often stuff them casually, hahahaha."

From the very beginning, Bo Yun believed it.But Bao Hui's repeated horizontal jumps greatly reduced his credibility.

Bo Yun secretly ground his molars, opened the small box, and now there are only two pieces left in the three-piece set.The veins on his forehead were stretched out, and he asked each word with a pause: "Is there another one?"

Inexplicably, Bao Hui could empathize with his panic about the cuckold, and with a rare good temper, he said, "Don't worry, listen to me. I took a piece apart and put it in the phone case to attract money and attract money. Let me show it to you." .”

As he said, he quickly removed the phone case, and then stared at the empty case in a daze.

Fu Jianwei opened his mouth, but did not speak, his head was a little dizzy, and his eyes began to darken.

Bo Yun's distrust made him flustered, annoyed, confused, and seemed to have been hit in the head.

The distance and separation made him and Bo Yun suspicious of each other.He clearly thought of this, but he still had a gnat in his throat, half-doubting.

Bo Yun suspected him of cheating because of a box of condoms, and what about the photo of Bo Yun and Qi Jiashu going to the hotel late at night?What about Bo Yun's abnormal reaction that night?

It is because Bo Yun is really frank that he doubts him right now; or it is because Bo Yun regards him as his property and does not allow others to touch him, but Bo Yun does not regard Bo Yun himself as his property. Yun is not equal after all...

... Uncle Bo's goal has been achieved.These words suddenly appeared in his mind, and his breathing became difficult.

Bao Hui racked his brains to think back, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remember! I sent Fu Jianwei to the hospital that day, didn't I tell you that I was dancing all night? I was in my pocket, my clothes were in the booth, and I was on the dance floor Right now, a buddy I didn't know next to me asked who of us could save us, so I gave him the one in my phone case."

Bo Yun was laughed angrily by him: "You believe in so many coincidences—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Jianwei tilted his body and fell towards him.

"—Jianwei!" Bo Yun was startled, and quickly supported him, "Jianwei! Jianwei!"

"The discharge is done, let's go..." Zhong Minggui stepped into the ward and was stunned when he saw the mess, "What's wrong?"

"Call the doctor!"

The doctor came over quickly, and after an examination, he said that it was only mild anemia and emotional agitation, and he could just go back to rest and recuperate without delaying his discharge, and then he was called away by the nurse.

After sending the doctor away, Zhong Minggui looked at Bo Yun and Bao Hui with different expressions, and then at Xiao Fu who was sleeping in Bo Yun's arms, and asked, "Can someone tell me what's going on?"

Bo Yun covered Fu Jianwei's ears, stared at Bao Hui bitterly, and said, "I still want to know!"

Bao Hui's Good Temper share was temporarily suspended, and he became irritable: "Do you really want to know a hammer? You don't believe it's a coincidence, but I have to say that I slept with him before you're happy or what? Cuckold, you? "

Zhong Minggui looked around in surprise, thought for a while, pulled Baohui out, and said to Bo Yun: "Your time is limited, don't forget the return flight tomorrow morning. Take Xiaofu back by taxi first, you know the address of the apartment. I will send you the door lock code later. Xiao Bao and I will have a chat alone."

Bao Hui threw Bo Yun a big white eye, shook off Zhong Minggui's hand, and walked away.

Bo Yun didn't take Fu Jianwei back to Zhong Minggui's apartment, he carried him to a hotel suite, carefully put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and then sat on the edge of the bed to force himself to calm down.

But from the time he decided to come here to the time he actually landed in City N, he was running against time. He was like a high-speed spinning top. Dad checked, and had to borrow money from Jing Rong to buy an economy class ticket. Unfortunately, there were two children near the seat. One cried and the other screamed, and the other screamed. It didn’t help him to wear earplugs—he was already close to 36 Hours without rest.

Fatigue can make people irritable and paranoid, and he can't think about it calmly and judge it now.

Reason desperately told him: Fu Jianwei is not that kind of person.

But he didn't believe it, at least not at this moment.

……

When the sun was about to set, Bo Yun received a call from Zhong Minggui. Zhong Minggui said earnestly: "I have communicated with Xiao Bao, and you really misunderstood. I can guarantee you that they are really fine. You Calm down. It's easy to be suspicious when you're in a long-distance relationship, but you must at least trust Xiao Fu's character."

Zhong Minggui told him to trust Fu Jianwei, and there was a voice in his own head that kept saying that, but he couldn't do it.Perhaps, it was not so much suspicion as jealousy.He was actually jealous that Bao Hui could always be by Fu Jianwei's side.

Bao Hui often posts photos of dinners or gatherings with Fu Jianwei on social platforms. It is not the first day that Bo Yun hates Bao Hui.But Zhong Minggui said that Fu Jianwei was too introverted and didn't like to socialize.So he endured it and pretended not to see it.

"Are you listening? Xiao Yun? Bo Yun? Hello?"

"En." Bo Yun replied heavily, looking at Fu Jianwei.Fu Jianwei seemed to be waking up soon.

"I'm back, but I didn't see you, where are you?" Zhong Minggui asked.

"Don't worry about it." Bo Yun said, "I'll send him back tomorrow."

"...All right. I have something else to do, so I hang up." The sudden embarrassment made the phone hot, forcing Zhong Minggui to hang up quickly.

Bao Hui, who was sitting opposite Zhong Minggui, sizzled the bag of jelly, frowned and looked at Zhong Minggui: "Where are they?"

"Hotel." Zhong Minggui tried to end this topic concisely.

Bao Hui originally wanted to ask what he was doing in the hotel, but he realized it in the next second. He immediately showed disgust, gave a heavy "tsk", rolled his eyes, pointed at the air, and delivered his indignant speech: "Man ! It’s a root hanging!”

"Aren't you a man too?" Zhong Minggui asked.

"I'm different from those hanging people!" Bao Hui said angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Zhong Minggui took out a bottle of water from the bag he had just brought back from the coffee table, unscrewed it, and was about to drink it, when he found Bao Hui staring at his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I wanted to talk about it just now at the hospital," Bao Hui said thoughtfully, "I don't know why, but your hands look fucking familiar..."

"I'm not a six-fingered person, so what's so special about my hands? Don't your hands look like this?" Zhong Minggui asked.

Bao Hui stretched out his hand, leaned against Zhong Minggui's hand, and compared them carefully.

After ten long seconds passed, Bao Hui withdrew his hand, continued to suck jelly, raised his legs, turned on the TV with the remote control, and said, "My hands are prettier than yours."

"Haha, of course." Zhong Minggui said.

Bao Hui said: "My mother plays the piano, I must have inherited her hand."

"Yeah." Zhong Minggui also sat on the sofa, watching TV channels being switched by Bao Hui, and finally stopped at a channel that was playing cartoons.

Zhong Minggui unpacked the bag of potato chips, and was watching it intently, when he suddenly heard Bao Hui say, "You are so old, you must not be a virgin, then have you ever been with a man?"

Zhong Minggui was almost suffocated by the broken potato chips, he quickly touched his neck, took a sip of water, and looked at Bao Hui in shock.

Bao Hui's expression was innocent, surprised, and gossipy: "You reacted so badly...have you really done it?"

Zhong Minggui took a deep breath, gestured uncomfortably, and said, "The two of us are old enough to discuss this kind of topic."

"Oh. That's true." Bao Hui pouted, "Your age..."

"It's not like 'your age'." Zhong Minggui corrected him.

Bao Hui: "Tch~!"

Zhong Minggui tried to save face: "I really don't show my age. I definitely can't compare with you kid. You have to compare horizontally. I'll find you the photos I took at the class reunion last year. My high school classmates, the same age, said I was Their sons must be believed..."

Bao Hui laughed: "It's the first time I've seen someone who volunteered to be a son hahahaha! You must be out of your mind! Hahahaha! You're an idiot!"

"...I'll make dinner, and you'll leave after dinner." Zhong Minggui said.

"Okay~" Bao Hui continued to watch the cartoon.

Zhong Minggui went to the open kitchen, exhaled calmly, and took out the ingredients he had just brought back from the refrigerator.

He poured the crabs into the vegetable sink, and untied the grass rope. One crab tried to escape, and was just about to climb out of the pond, but he grabbed the pliers and pulled it back.

When Zhong Minggui turned to get the cooking wine, the crab crawled out of the pond with half of its body.Zhong Minggui held the cooking wine, looked back, quickly grabbed its hind legs, dragged it back, simply took a bowl to hold it, loosened the neckline, and then picked up a piece of ginger to peel.

The crab struggled under the bowl for a while and didn't move.

The fire was quite big, and the water boiled in a short while. Zhong Minggui watched the crab shells gradually turn red through the glass pot cover. The color was so beautiful that it made people move their index fingers.

Bao Hui came from the living room, leaned over to watch, and said, "I'm usually hungry, but now I'm super hungry. I'll eat three later."