So cute, can't help it

Yu Wuwei was inexplicable: "Didn't you go out and go around, why do you still look so sleepy?"

"Who said I went outside?" Fang Shu wiped away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes: "I have been sleeping in the Internet cafe and never left."

Yu Wuwei: "???"

The seat was obviously empty, and there was no sign of anyone. Could it be that he was wrong?

Yu Wuwei was about to ask, "Where did you sleep, why didn't I see you", a big hand with well-articulated bones came from the side of Fang Shu's neck, and supported Fang Shu's tilted head.

He Qing stood behind Fang Shu with his coat in one hand, the T-shirt inside was wrinkled, and the front of him was obviously compacted: "Go back to school and sleep again."

Yu Wuwei's eyes widened in shock: "Coach He?!"

He Qing glanced at him from the side, with a stubby beard protruding from his chin, and naturally withdrew his hand.

Whenever Yu Wuwei saw He Qing's ferocious face, he couldn't help feeling frightened, Yu Wuwei laughed dryly, and lowered his voice: "Coach He came here very early, is he here to pick up Xiaoshu and go practice driving?" ?”

Fang Shu stood up obediently, and gave Yu Wuwei a supercilious look: "Brother He spent the night in the Internet cafe yesterday."

Yu Wuwei: "?!!"

Coach He didn't go back all night?Why doesn't he know?

Yu Wuwei made too much noise, Wang Nan was so disturbed that he couldn't fall asleep, so he yawned and opened his eyes: "Can you move less?"

Yu Wuwei helped up the water bottle knocked down by him: "Don't sleep, go back to school and sleep again."

Wang Nan looked at him suspiciously: "You don't play anymore?"

Yu Wuwei faltered and scratched his hair: "Forget it."

After venting for a day and a night, Yu Wuwei let go of his anger early, and bent over to clean up the trash on the seat: "The computer desk is so hard, how can a bed be so comfortable."

Fang Shu and Wang Nan looked at each other and helped Yu Wuwei clean up together.

He Qing casually put his coat on his shoulders, went out to drive, and when the car drove to the entrance of the Internet cafe, Fang Shu and the three of them also came out of the Internet cafe.

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan voluntarily sat in the back seat. Wang Nan sat on the back of the chair for a while and asked, "Have you asked the coach for leave?"

Yu Wuwei shook his head: "Not yet, talk to the coach later."

He was so angry yesterday that he couldn't think of anything else.Yu Wuwei originally thought that the nasty things in the driving school came from individual coaches, but he didn't expect that the DMV also had a part, which disgusted him enough.

However, he has already reached subject three, can he give up halfway?It's a big deal to do it all over again, get the driver's license and take two shots, and never see each other again.

He Qing looked at the little boy in the passenger seat: "Take a good rest, and practice driving next time."

Fang Shu withdrew his gaze from the back seat: "I'll go back and change my clothes, and practice driving as usual in the afternoon."

……

On Tuesday, many students from other departments of Nantah University had classes, and when they returned to Nantah University, it happened that the class ended in the morning.

Yu Wuwei lay on the balcony staring at the passers-by coming and going from the dormitory, and chatted with Fang Shu in the bathroom every now and then: "Damn, after I get the certificate, I will cherish it and never go back to the driving school again." Meet dead people."

With a dry towel in his hand, Fang Shu turned the bathroom doorknob: "Go and wash. I'm done."

Fearing that Yu Wuwei would wait for a long time, Fang Shu's clothes were loosely buttoned, a large area of ​​his neck was exposed, and his skin was reddened by the steam.

Yu Wuwei went into the dormitory to get his clothes, took two steps, stepped back, pointed at Fang Shu's side neck and asked, "Why do you have a red spot here?"

Fang Shu: "???"

Fang Shu raised his head and looked at the shadow reflected in the glass mirror on the balcony. There was an obvious mark above the collarbone on the right side of the handsome boy, and his whole face turned red.

"Mosquito bites."

"In November, where did the mosquitoes bite such a big piece?"

Fang Shu choked: "...I found it out myself."

Yu Wuwei expressed doubts about his secretive attitude: "Can you show me another one?"

Fang Shu: "..."

Fang Shu raised his hand, and grabbed Yu Wuwei's neck in front of Yu Wuwei.

Yu Wuwei had a "you're kidding me" expression on his face.

Fang Shu could only increase his strength and pull again, again...

Fang Shu's hands were sore from pulling, the end of his eyes turned red from the pain, and a red mark finally appeared on his neck.

"Do you believe it?" Fang Shu stretched out his neck to show Yu Wuwei, his voice trembling.

Yu Wuwei rubbed his chin, and said seriously, "It was really picked out."

With tears in his eyes, Fang Shu dared not speak. When Yu Wuwei entered the bathroom, he wiped away his tears and breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as a fool.

Wang Nan had already gone down with Duke Zhou in his dream. Fang Shu dried his hair, changed into clean clothes, and went out to wait for He Qing at the school gate.

As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road.

He Qing raised his eyes when he heard the movement, and a fresh young boy stood outside the car, his hand knocking on the window still stopped in mid-air.

Meeting his eyes, the little boy quickly zipped his jacket up to his chin.

He Qing paused, opened the car door, and let the little boy get in the car.

"Brother He." Fang Shu looked at the beard on He Qing's chin: "Haven't you been back?"

He Qing started the car: "I picked up someone nearby, it seems that the time is almost up, I'll come here and wait for you."

It was only then that Fang Shu remembered that there was something wrong with He Qing appearing nearby yesterday.

……

Fang Shu was familiar with the No. [-] route of Subject [-] last time, so He Qing took Fang Shu to run the second route of Subject [-].

The three routes are not much different in general, Fang Shu got familiar with them very quickly, and He Qing took him around two more times.

After practicing the car, it was getting late.

He Qing and Fang Shu exchanged places: "Are you hungry?"

Fang Shu nodded: "I want to eat wontons."

He Qing lowered his eyes: "The one you went to last time?"

Fang Shu said "hmm", the wonton shop was about to close, and if he didn't go there, He Qing would not be able to eat even if he wanted to.

He Qing rubbed Fang Shu's hair: "Don't accommodate me."

"It's not accommodating..."

Before finishing speaking, He Qing asked, "Do you want to try Brother He's craftsmanship?"

Fang Shu swallowed the words immediately on his lips: "Think."

However, he has classes tomorrow and has to go back to school to live.

He Qing saw what the little boy was thinking, smiled, pinched the little boy's earlobe lightly, started the car and went home: "I have tasted Brother He's craftsmanship, and I will send you back."

Most people in the community have returned home, and the sound of kitchen utensils being turned can be vaguely heard across the floors, accompanied by the aroma of food floating into the distance.

Fang Shu twitched his nose, and was waiting for He Qing to park the car to open the door. The door next to him opened, and He Lijuan sent a middle-aged woman in her thirties out.

"Are you looking for Brother He again?" He Lijuan said softly, "Want to come in and sit down? I'll call you and ask when Brother He will come back."

"No." A deep voice sounded in the corridor.

He Lijuan raised her head, and He Qing's tall figure approached, her big hands naturally put on the back of the little boy's neck, and brought the little boy in front of her: "I came back with him."

He Lijuan was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, the door in front of her was closed, and He Qing and the little boy were gone.

"Mom." The little girl trotted over with the doll in her arms, holding He Lijuan with her soft hand: "What are you looking at?"

He Lijuan smiled with her mouth open, and picked up the little girl: "It's nothing. Auntie is going home, and my mother will see her off."

The sound of closing the door sounded in the corridor, Fang Shu tilted his head, turned his eyes, He Qing took out a pair of big slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them at his feet: "Lift your feet."

Fang Shu came to his senses and hurriedly said, "I'll do it."

He Qing raised his eyebrows, and let go of his hands like a stream of kindness.

Fang Shuji squatted down to He Qing to change his shoes, halfway through the squat, the collar on his chin climbed up, almost poking his eyes.

Fang Shu pinched the zipper ring, unzipped the zipper without thinking, and put down the collar.

Fang Shu squatted down again, lowered his head and tore off the laces of his sneakers: "Is the nanny you met just now?"

Fang Shu didn't pay much attention to how the woman looked, and he could vaguely feel that she was a very gentle person from her temperament.

The words fell, but there was no response from He Qing for a long time.

Fang Shu raised his eyes suspiciously, and He Qing squatted in front of him on one knee, keeping his posture unchanged, pressing his eyelids, and his eyes fell on him from top to bottom.

Fang Shu was inexplicable, and stretched out his hand: "Brother He?"

He Qing grabbed the slender white wrist that was dangling in front of him, and his gaze fixed on the little boy did not shift for a moment, his voice was unreasonably deep: "What's going on?"

"?" Fang Shu didn't understand.

He Qing lowered his eyes: "Neck."

He clearly remembered that there was only one trace that he personally printed on it last night, but now there are two.The bright red traces were branded on the little boy's snow-white skin, it was damn gorgeous and also damn eyes-obscuring.

Fang Shu touched his neck subconsciously, and after a long while, suddenly realized: "Oh, I pulled it."

He Qing's expression didn't change: "Did you pull it?"

"Yes." Fang Shu didn't notice something was wrong: "I grabbed it."

He Qing lowered his eyelids and didn't speak.

Changing shoes with one hand is inconvenient. Fang Shu struggled with his wrist, trying to get He Qing to let go of him. He Qing said in a calm voice, "Pull another one and let me see."

Fang Shu: "???"

Fang Shu later realized that He Qing had misunderstood something: "It was really me who..." came out.

He Qing put his big hands on his back, passed his arms under his knees, hugged him horizontally and walked towards the sofa.

"I watched you pull it myself."

Fang Shu: "..."

……

At dusk, the driveway outside the community is filled with the sound of car horns returning home one after another.

In the room, only the light in the entrance was on, and the warm orange light spread from the outside to the inside, spreading to the sofa in the living room, separating a half-bright dividing line in front of the sofa.

Fang Shu was lying on the sofa, the back of his head was wrapped by a big hand, and he lifted it up slightly, so he had to stretch his neck.

There was a big black head buried in the neck, and He Qing's short thick beard was stuck on the delicate skin, which turned red after a while.

Moisture welled up in Fang Shu's eyes, his lips parted and he said tremblingly, "I really did it myself..."

He Qing pressed the soft flesh on the back of the little boy's neck with his fingertips, "Brother He believes in you."

Fang Shu trembled all over, talking nonsense, obviously he didn't believe it.

Fang Shu grabbed the clothes on He Qing's shoulders: "I'm serious..." No kidding.

He Qing's beard was tied up along the side of his neck, and stopped beside his ear: "Jiaojiao, Brother He wants to take you back tomorrow morning."

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