Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Fu Yuhan raised his face, his eyes were astonishingly bright.

When entering the door, Wen Yu hesitated for half a second without knowing what kind of thoughts, but did not turn on the light.At this moment, there was only a little light coming in from the window in the living room, but Wen Yu could see him clearly.

The short distance makes the breathing staggered, and the body temperature is conveyed to each other from the short-term contact of the palms and wrists.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling.

There was a vague impulse in his heart that made him strange, and he couldn't lie to himself. For half a second, he wanted to kiss him.

Kiss, bite on those perfectly shaped thin lips, preferably a little bit of a tear, let the sting and the smell of blood wake up this drunk, so that he knows that tearing off someone's disguise in person is a thing What an impolite thing.

But Wen Yu... didn't want to follow this impulse.

"Indulging in fun will make people lose their minds, your time should be spent in more meaningful places."

This sentence flashed through my mind for some reason, and at that moment, Wen Yu could even make up the expression, tone, and movements of his father when he said this sentence. As if he was shocked, he let go of Fu Yuhan's arm and stepped back halfway. step.

A self-deprecating smile changed into a gentle smile in the middle, as he had done countless times, Wen Yu put his hands in his pockets, and said lightly: "Where am I going to stop being a human?"

"It's a very serious thing to like someone." Fu Yuhan looked at him.

On the contrary, Wen Yu avoided his gaze. His eyes fell, and he didn't know where to look: "But there are also many people who change partners, such as changing clothes, right? Can you say that they are not human?"

"What have they to do with me?"

It was cold at night, Fu Yuhan's head was a little heavy, and he sniffed subconsciously, "This kind of thing is a subjective feeling, even if two people get together and soon separate, as long as you know that you have been serious, it is serious."

"Wen Yu, when you really love someone, it will hurt a lot if you get stabbed."

As Fu Yuhan was talking, he suddenly remembered a long time ago.

Children have no expectations of their parents, but a happy family is something that cannot be expected.

Disappointment is a dull pain in the heart.

Another example is today, the day when Yang Fan finally found a girlfriend, Fu Yuhan watched from afar the unconcealable joy in his eyes when he faced Zhao Tong, and it seemed that an extra hand had grown inside his body, strangling him tightly. own throat.

It was hard, but he couldn't make a sound.

But he thought, there's nothing wrong with that.

"...It will be very painful, but even if it is a bloody wound, new flesh will grow. I am not afraid of this. There will always be a day when I can put Yang Fan down. Before that day comes, I am willing to wait like this."

Fu Yuhan spoke softly, his voice was a bit cold, but in this atmosphere, there was a kind of power that could calm people down.

Wen Yu's floating thoughts gradually sank.

"People will be deceived and betrayed; their expectations will be disappointed and they will be disappointed... But if you hide yourself because of these, it's too..." He frowned, trying to think of a suitable wording, "just ……Inverted."

"You want to put the cart before the horse?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot. It's putting the cart before the horse." Fu Yuhan closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, "People who haven't shown their true self can't experience that kind of happiness. I don't know whether to say you are cowardly or pitiful. "

"..."

"If I had your literary talents, my composition could be three to five points higher." Wen Yu lowered his head and chuckled, not knowing what he was thinking.He didn't take this sentence, but asked: "Are you unable to hold on anymore?"

"Fortunately."

That's what he said, but Fu Yuhan's eyelids were about to close.

"Then go take a shower and go to bed first."

"I won't go... What's the point of staying at your house now? I'd rather sleep on the road." Fu Yuhan said vaguely, touching the back of the sofa behind him and slowly stood up, "Have you finished what you want to say? Then I gone."

He said and walked out.

His footsteps looked steady, but he was a paper tiger. With a light push from Wen Yu, he staggered and fell back onto the sofa.

"Have you asked me if you want to leave? I'm not a hotel here, and I let you come and leave whenever you want." Wen Yu raised his eyebrows.

Fu Yuhan narrowed his eyes and frowned: "It seems that you asked me to come...?"

His voice caught in his throat.

Because Wen Yu reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up.

"I have a plan..." Wen Yu whispered, "If you promise me tonight, I will let you live here; if you don't promise me, I will lock you up to live here."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"My head hurts." Fu Yuhan became a little impatient, "Don't force me to fight with you—"

Wen Yu interrupted him before he could say the word "frame": "You have only one choice, which is to take a shower, because I don't like people going to bed without taking a shower - last time it was an accident - after taking a shower You go to sleep in the room." He paused, and added the last sentence before Fu Yuhan really punched him, "Don't worry, I'll go to sleep next door."

next door?

Fu Yuhan froze for a moment, and his brain, which had been paralyzed by alcohol, reacted for a few seconds before realizing that the "next door" should not refer to the family next door.

He glanced over the locked door.

is there?

Wen Yu laughed lightly: "What are you doing, do you think I'm playing a hooligan? If you don't agree, I can chase after you slowly, or find a new partner. What's the fun of hooligans."

If he wanted to be a hooligan, with this face, those who wanted to be a hooligan by him could line up from his house to the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

"You should thank me." He tapped Fu Yuhan's shoulder, "Otherwise where do you want to live if you don't live here and can't go home?"

"It's not that we can't go home, we just quarrel when we go home..." Fu Yuhan said angrily.

The aftertaste of the wine had already come up, and his head was swollen and painful. He didn't bother to think about Wen Yu's strange attitude.He should have said everything that should be said, Fu Yuhan felt that his attitude was quite clear, he still wanted to go back, at least he couldn't stay here.

Keep boundaries with those who aren't ready to strike, and distance yourself from those who aren't ready to accept.

This is his principle.

...that's right.

However, in the next second, Fu Yuhan heard Wen Yu's voice suddenly lowered, and said very softly: "Stay here."

The tone vaguely seemed to be begging, but after listening carefully, it didn't seem to be there.

Fu Yuhan opened his eyes, as if he suddenly woke up from alcohol.

"The toothbrush and towel you used are still there..." Wen Yu lowered his eyes, "Can you lose a piece of meat after taking a shower and sleeping?"

Fu Yuhan glanced at him.

"Are you still leaving?" Wen Yu asked.

"I remember you said last time that your house only has one bed," Fu Yuhan looked at him, "so what's in that room?"

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "I'll tell you when I'm with me."

"... Forget it, I'm going to take a shower." Fu Yuhan walked to the bathroom resignedly.

It's actually against his principles, but...

But Fu Yuhan had to admit that his heart softened because of Wen Yu's "stay".

A drowning person will grab the first piece of driftwood that appears in front of him.

Will also want to reach out to the next person who calls for help.

Just tonight... let him be accommodated once.

Anyway, they also helped him.

The bath didn't go well, the hot water exacerbated the dizziness, and Fu Yuhan almost slipped and fell in it.He finally managed to finish washing and came out of the bathroom. There was no one in the living room.

The door of that room was still locked, but there was no one in the open master bedroom, Wen Yu might have gone in.

"...Wen Yu?" He yawned and knocked on the door despite his sleepiness, "Aren't you taking a bath? Wen Yu?"

No one answered.

Fu Yuhan leaned his head on the door frame, closed his eyes and kept knocking on the door like a wooden fish: "Smell—"

The door suddenly opened a crack from the inside, and Fu Yuhan's fingers were stuck in the air.

Wen Yu peeked out one eye through the crack of the door, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, and if you knock on the door again, I'll think you're plotting against me."

There is a faint blue light behind him, and the whole looks like a scene in a horror movie.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"Or did you change your mind and really plan to 'plot something wrong' against me?" The hero of the horror movie caught off guard and said a yellow accent.

"..." Fu Yuhan turned around and left, "I really care about whether you take a bath or not."

He walked into the master bedroom in two steps and closed the door behind his back.

There was a loud "bang", and the anger was obvious.

Wen Yu was silent for 2 minutes, and after confirming that there was no sign of him running out of the room, he closed the door again.

He didn't lie, there was really only one bed at home, but in the center of this room with no lights, there was an ocean ball pool that took up most of the room.

The blue light is emitted by the powered case.

This room is a little smaller than the master bedroom next door, but it’s full of toys—an ocean ball pool that can be used as a water bed, computers, game consoles, figure holders, projectors… everything, crowded, even messy .

This place is like another world, completely different from the deserted living room and bedroom outside the door.

Only one wall was empty, and there hung a half-person-high photo of a beautiful woman.In front of the photo was a low table with a placemat across it, as if someone would eat there.

Wen Yu turned around and fell into the pool on his back.He closed his eyes and sank himself down a little more until a bunch of balls rolled onto his face.

Icy cold.

There is a saying that Fu Yuhan said is correct, maybe he is really because of... cowardice.

Only by hiding in this room can he feel a sense of relief.

Fu Yuhan thought it would be difficult for him to fall asleep, but he didn't expect that he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already high in the sun. He struggled to find his mobile phone, pulled it to his eyes, and found that it would soon be noon.

In the past, in order to avoid meeting his mother and Uncle Qin, Fu Yuhan developed the habit of getting up at five o'clock every morning, and it was rare for him to sleep until noon.

My head still feels heavy, and my breath smells of alcohol residue.Fu Yuhan sat up, struggled hard for 5 minutes, and finally forced himself out of bed.

His eyes didn't open until he was brushing his teeth halfway. He froze for a moment, and stared in the mirror for three seconds.

The memory of last night suddenly came back, Fu Yuhan was a little embarrassed.

He blinked, and he in the mirror blinked too, he belatedly thought, where is Wen Yu?Didn't you get up too?

The house was as quiet as if he was the only living creature.He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, walked around from the bedroom to the kitchen, and finally walked to the locked room door.

The raised finger was about to knock down——

Wen Yu's phrase "How do you think our internal digestion" and his expression and tone when he spoke appeared in front of him without warning, and his voice was deafening, which hit him with a headache.

Fu Yuhan got dizzy from drinking last night, and instinctively yelled at Wen Yu, some words were so pretentious that even now he blush when he thinks about them.

Although he really thought so, he didn't like this kind of behavior of treating feelings as a joke, but at least he couldn't say it when he was sober.

The hand that tried to knock on the door suddenly stopped knocking.

Wen Yu was already a little annoyed at getting up, but after knocking on the door and waking him up, he still had to listen to "Are you plotting something wrong?" Fu Yuhan would really be so pissed off.

After thinking about it, he decided to give up the plan, took out his cell phone and sent Wen Yu a message "I'm going back", then he put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

It rained from yesterday to today, and the temperature dropped sharply.Fu Yuhan walked downstairs and was blown by the oncoming windbreaker. He was very sad to find that the rain hadn't stopped and he didn't bring an umbrella.

Wen Yu hadn't gotten up yet, and he couldn't borrow an umbrella when he went upstairs. Fu Yuhan thought about it for a few seconds, stretched out his hand and pulled the zipper to the top, and buried his chin.

Then he plunged into the rain.

It only took ten minutes to get home. He Yan and Uncle Qin were still sleeping at noon on the weekend.Fu Yuhan took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine together with the ones that got wet the day before, then went into the bathroom and took a shower again.

It only takes 15 minutes for the washing machine to do a quick wash, which happens to be the time to take a shower and wash your hair. After washing, he hangs the dehydrated clothes on the balcony one by one, and his phone, which has been silent for a long time, finally starts to move.

Wen Yu: I'm awake.

Wen Yu: Are you leaving now?

Fu Yuhan: Well, otherwise?

It took another 15 minutes for Wen Yu to reply.

Wen Yu: I also want to ask if you want to have breakfast together.

Fu Yuhan: No.

Wen Yu: So heartless?

Fu Yuhan: Wouldn't it be more heartless to give you unnecessary hopes?

Wen Yu: ... To be reasonable, I actually didn't take it very seriously. Would you be too close to the enemy.

Fu Yuhan: Then I can't eat with you.

Wen Yu:?

Fu Yuhan: I am afraid that I will have indigestion when eating at the same table as a liar.

Is this also a liar?

He's not serious at best.

Frowning high, Wen Yu stared at the WeChat interface for a full minute before locking the screen.

Sleeping in the ocean ball pool for one night really hurts his health. From this perspective, his father objected to him indulging in fun.

He felt like his waist was about to break.

Fortunately, people are young, and it is much better to get up and move around a bit.After washing, Wen Yu went back to his room and changed his clothes, thinking about what to eat for lunch.

Fu Yuhan had folded the quilt before he left. If the sheets were not wrinkled, it would be as if no one had been lying on that bed.

He was thinking about the three major problems in life, "what to eat for lunch", but his eyes seemed to be bewitched, and he remained glued to the bed sheet without moving.

After a while, Wen Yu stepped over and touched it with his hands——

cold.

Same temperature as the air in the room.

"No one will eat together today." He suddenly thought, "Let's just drink some porridge."

After saying "emotional liar", Wen Yu tried to send a few more messages to tease him, but Fu Yuhan didn't reply.He didn't know exactly where Fu Yuhan lived, and he had no choice but to wait for Monday to find someone.

The next day, he woke up nearly 10 minutes earlier than usual.

"Is it too positive?" Wen Yu looked at the time and asked himself.

It stands to reason that he should lie on the bed until the usual time to get up and get ready, so that he can step on the standard timeline and enter the classroom as usual, but when he came back to his senses, he had already put on his school uniform and was ready to go out.

In fact, I didn't go to school for two days, and when I stepped into the school gate, I felt like a lifetime away.

It was 10 minutes early in the morning. The weekly welcome queue at the school gate hadn't come out yet, and it was a bit deserted.

Wen Yu entered the school gate and hurried upstairs.

Walking halfway, he suddenly heard someone calling him behind him, followed by fast footsteps.Wen Yu looked back, and Han Yang, the biology class representative, trotted up to him, and asked breathlessly, "Can I help you? I just printed a new biology paper, and the class representatives from other classes haven't come yet. The teacher asked me Help me to share...it's a bit much, I'll be slow to get it done by myself."

It was only a few steps away to the classroom, Wen Yu actually wanted to see if Fu Yuhan was here.

With a flick of his eyes, he glanced along the walls of the classroom and corridor, and landed on the class representative's face: "...OK."

"Thank you," Han Yang smiled suddenly, "It was a great help!"

Sorting papers is to divide the papers of the whole grade according to the number of people in each class, because there are always several papers in one paper, and they have to be sorted out separately in addition to counting, which is actually a bit troublesome.

If Han Yang were to do it alone, he might not be able to count until the early self-study.

The two people are different, the progress will be much faster, and the class representatives from other classes should come over after a while.

"Really, it's a good thing I saw you on the road," Han Yang muttered while working, "otherwise I don't know what to do, and I won't be able to finish it before class."

"Wouldn't there be someone else without me?" Wen Yu replied without affecting counting, and nodded one by one with his head down.

"There are not many people in the class, and you can't catch even a strong man." Han Yang said, "Besides, this work is meticulous, and not everyone can do it—they are all in the same class, and I won't be polite to you, Da En No thanks, I invite you to the cafeteria at noon!"

"All in the same class."

These words made Wen Yu suddenly realize that he had been transferred to another school for more than a month.

He raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Forget it, I still haven't eaten a meal at Xu Qianyi's place...Help is not just for a meal." He licked his lower lip and answered him in Han Yang's own words, " They are all in the same class."

Xu Qianyi said in the class group every day that she would invite Wen Yu and Fu Yuhan to dinner to thank her. The people in the class didn't know the specific reason, but they knew that Wen Yu hadn't talked to her since she joined the group.The highly popular class flower was ignored, and the group was full of laughs and laughs mocking Xu Qianyi every day.

So as soon as this matter was mentioned, Han Yang was immediately happy. He regained his energy and wentssip with Wen Yu about the reason for the treat while counting.

"It's nothing, it's just that Qian Kaile troubled her at the sports meeting that day, and Fu... Brother Fu and I helped her a little."

"This Qian Kaile is really nothing. No one chases people like him. It's really embarrassing to the men." Han Yang curled his lips, and gave Wen Yu a thumbs up, "Brother Yu, righteous, handsome, chic! "

"It's exaggerated." Wen Yu felt a little awkward when he said it.

He happened to bump into him that day, Qian Kaile pointed at him and asked Xu Qianyi, "Did she fall in love with this again", turned around and walked away, and followed him in a rather rude manner. If he wanted to help, it would have to be Fu Yuhan.

Fu Yuhan is warm-hearted, but he is not.

Because of good grades, observance of discipline, good conduct, etc., being praised by various teachers, Wen Yu didn't feel much, that was the image he wanted, but Han Yang said that he was "righteous", he really felt a bit too much.

He said and put the arranged papers aside: "You will help when you are there."

"But I can't help Sister Qian get out of the way." Han Yang said, suddenly realized something was wrong, "Damn it, why are you counting so fast!"

While speaking, Wen Yu had already counted the test papers for three classes, and was counting the test papers for the fourth class.

"One mind and two tasks... 33!" Wen Yu put the last few papers in front of him, "Three classes have 33 more papers, and the rest will be handed over to you. I'm going back to the classroom."

"Swipe my card in the cafeteria at noon!" Han Yang shouted, "Don't refuse!"

Wen Yu left without looking back, pretending not to hear.

Delaying this period is equivalent to getting up 10 to [-] minutes early in the morning. Most of the students in the class have already entered the classroom, and Wen Yu arrived at the classroom on time.

The person he wanted to see was lying on the seat to catch up on sleep, he smiled subconsciously, walked over quickly, pulled his chair and sat down.

As he got closer, Wen Yu realized that his hair had been cut short, and the broken hair was trimmed below the ears, revealing the whole of his beautiful neck.

He reached out and pushed him.

Fu Yuhan opened his eyes and looked up.

"Did you cut your hair?" Wen Yu asked.

Fu Yuhan nodded, without saying a word, and lay down again.

"So sleepy?" Wen Yu wondered, "What time did you go to bed last night?"

Fu Yuhan shook his head sullenly, and stretched out his hands to make a nine.

9 O'Clock?

If he sleeps until morning from 9 o'clock in the evening, even if it is 5 o'clock, there are still eight hours, how can Fu Yuhan still feel sleepy?

Wen Yu was puzzled.

And it's so hard to die, the first one to walk into the classroom today is Mr. Zhao from the physics class.

Teacher Zhao is a middle-aged woman who is very strict with students. In her class, even poor students who give up on themselves are not allowed to sleep.Five minutes after the class bell rang, Fu Yuhan, who was lying on the table, was called up by her.

"For the first multiple-choice question, please tell me about the solution."

Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes, staring at the topic in a daze.

Teacher Zhao waited for a minute, then cleared his throat and said, "Stand if you can't answer...Since you can't, why don't you listen carefully when you check for omissions? Wen Yu, tell me."

"... Oh." Wen Yu stood up.

It's just a multiple-choice question. For him, the basics are too basic. It's easy to answer this question.Wen Yu quickly finished speaking and sat down, and took a look at Fu Yuhan, only to see that this person had his head down and his eyes were closed.

There was a layer of powder on his face, and he looked particularly rosy, but it was very abnormal.

Looked sick.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu suddenly realized that when Fu Yuhan left yesterday, it was still raining.

He wasn't sure if Fu Yuhan took the umbrella and left, he forgot to confirm.

He was still in class, it seemed too arrogant to stand up and touch someone's forehead now, Wen Yu thought for a while, then reached out to touch Fu Yuhan's right hand propped on the table——

Start cold.

Fu Yuhan's eyes opened suddenly, he pulled out his hand, and glanced at Wen Yu indifferently.

He picked up the pencil on the table with his backhand and wrote a few words in the blank space of the paper.

what are you doing

Wen Yu raised his eyes and met his gaze.

Fu Yuhan continued to write.

just fell in love yesterday

whose hand to touch

Pay attention to the quality

"..." Wen Yu laughed angrily at him.

But it was just a suggestion of "internal digestion", and the people who had obviously improved their attitude towards him two days ago began to distance themselves from him in all aspects.Wen Yu couldn't tell how he felt, but he was really not happy.

As for how much of it was angry with Fu Yuhan and how much was angry with himself, he couldn't tell.

He withdrew his gaze and listened carefully to Mr. Zhao's lecture.

Fu Yuhan closed his eyes again.

The brief peace in this corner lasted until the end of get out of class bell rang—

As soon as Mr. Zhao left, Wen Yu stood up on his back, and walked out holding Fu Yuhan's arm.

"Why?" Fu Yuhan's voice became hoarse, although he tried to pull his arm back, but he really didn't have the strength, "Didn't you say that hooligans have nothing to play with?"

His steps were sloppy, and when he walked, he bumped into the leg of the stool, and the chair hit the desk again, making a series of loud noises.Just after class, everyone in the class was still busy correcting the test papers, and hadn't started to enter the noisy state of get out of class dismissal, this sound attracted everyone to turn their heads.

"Which eye of yours saw that I was playing a hooligan?" Wen Yu glanced over coldly, "You are a little self-aware, what kind of fire is it? I don't have any points?"

"..."

Fu Yuhan was so dazed that Wen Yu had already dragged him to the door.The stupid people in the class suddenly came back to their senses, jumping up and rushing to the back door to watch the show one by one: "Fuck, didn't they get back together a long time ago? Why are they going to do it again?"

"What should I do, do you want to go and see?"

"Do you dare? Forget about Wen Yu, if Brother Fu gets angry, how dare you provoke him?"

"But Brother Fu was dragged out just now..."

"Don't worry, don't worry," Sun Wenrui pulled Fang Jiayuan up, "Let's go and have a look."

Fu Yuhan was dragged to the stairwell before recovering: "Do I have a fever?"

"...You don't know if you have a fever or not?" Wen Yu was quite speechless, "You know I touched your hand... What's in your head?"

He was not very angry when he spoke, but when he looked back, Fu Yuhan looked like he was about to faint, and subconsciously walked a little slower, half pulling and half supporting him to go downstairs.

"My mind is full of Yang Fan." Fu Yuhan sniffed, "When I was at home yesterday, I was afraid of getting caught in the rain and caught a cold. I already took medicine, but I didn't expect to have a fever."

"I didn't expect to have a fever, but I could have thought of Yang Fan, you are really amazing." Wen Yu stabbed him in a tone of tone.

The infirmary is in another building, so you have to walk across from the ground floor.Wen Yu supported him, and could feel Fu Yuhan's scalding body temperature through three layers of clothes.

"I'm giving you an inoculation so that you won't have the same wind as the day before yesterday."

Wen Yu: "..."

"I'm in a bad mood right now," Wen Yu said. "It's annoying enough. If you talk about this kind of nonsense again, I swear I will beat you unconscious before packing you up and sending you to the infirmary."

Fu Yuhan snorted lightly.

Although he didn't know what thoughts were hidden in this sound, he didn't choke on Wen Yu after all.

Wen Yu helped him to the infirmary to take his temperature, 38 degrees 9.

"The weather has changed rapidly recently, so remember to add clothes in time. In the past two days, several people have gone home with a fever." The doctor took out a box of antipyretics from the cabinet and said, "You young people, just relying on your youth, think I am so hard on myself, I want demeanor and not temperature. Look, is it hard to be sick?"

"It's okay." Fu Yuhan's voice was already stained with a clear nasal sound.

"Speak hard." The doctor pointed at him, "Take the medicine, then call the parents and ask them to come and pick it up. Go back and rest early, and don't come here for the next two days. Let's take care of your body."

"Can I take the medicine and go back to the classroom to sleep?"

Fu Yuhan couldn't stand up, he could only watch Wen Yu go to the water dispenser to get hot water.

"No, don't infect your classmates if you have a cold."

"Then I'll go back by myself..."

"That's even worse, what if something happens along the way?" The doctor said, "What's wrong, it's so difficult to call the parents? No matter how busy they are, they will always come to pick up the children when they are sick."

"I don't remember my parents' number." Fu Yuhan opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Why don't you let me sit here until after school?"

Wen Yu took apart the medicine and stuffed it into Fu Yuhan's hand together with warm water.

Fu Yuhan glanced at him, and silently took the medicine.

The doctor was very persistent: "No."

Fu Yuhan had nothing to say, and was ready to resist silently, but soon, he saw Wen Yu take out his phone in front of the doctor, bowed his head and typed a few words, and put the phone screen in front of him.

His vision was a little blurry, Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes, trying to make out the words on it——

please let me help you

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He raised his head and saw Wen Yu smiling at him condescendingly.

From the moment we first met to the present, Fu Yuhan hated his standard so much that his smile looked like it was printed from a book.He twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at him, and answered with his mouth: "I——No——"

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said with the same mouth shape: "OK."

"This classmate," at this time the doctor had already started to chase him away, she said to Wen Yu, "It's okay, you can go back to class first, and just let him call the parents by himself."

"Our class is studying by itself in the next class," Wen Yu said, "I want to see him for a while."

"Oh, that's it." The doctor looked relieved, "You two have a good relationship."

"We are at the same table." Wen Yu smiled.

"..."

The doctor didn't know their class schedule, but Fu Yuhan still knew, let alone the next class, it was the head teacher's class, let alone self-study.He reasonably suspected that Wen Yu just stayed here on purpose and waited to see how he could solve the century-old problem of "calling parents" without asking him.

When people are sick, their spirits are relatively fragile, and Fu Yuhan suddenly felt a sense of grievance.

Is it his fault to take the relationship seriously?

Is it his fault for not agreeing to Wen Yu?

...if not, then why should he be treated like this?

Silence spread in the infirmary. The doctor on duty was busy with his work on the computer. Halfway through, he realized that the two students were still sitting, and urged Fu Yuhan twice to call early and go home early.

Fu Yuhan stared at Wen Yu, and Wen Yu just looked down.

He was waiting for Fu Yuhan to take the initiative to speak up.

Wen Yu has an aunt who comes to cook regularly, and his father's driver who often picks him up. If it's really bad, Fang Wanjing can call, anyone can replace Fu Yuhan's parents.

As long as he speaks.

However, Fu Yuhan didn't speak, just stared at him, because of his illness, the blush on his face almost spread to the corners of his eyes.

Wen Yu licked his lower lip, suddenly feeling a little compassionate.

"Am I being too funny?"

The thought flashed through my mind.He was about to say something when suddenly the door of the infirmary was opened from the outside again.

"Doctor, let me take my temperature—"

The visitor pushed open the door while shouting, inside the door Fu Yuhan and Wen Yu turned their heads at the same time, the three of them looked at each other with six eyes, and that person opened his mouth wide.

"……elder brother?"

It was Zhou Xiangyan who came.

Fu Yuhan blinked his eyes, suddenly wishing that he would faint in place.

What is "When people are unlucky, drinking cold water will get stuck between their teeth"?

He felt that he was really unlucky recently.

"This is your brother?" The doctor asked suddenly, "That's just right, he won't call his parents, so you can call him."

As she spoke, she found a mercury thermometer to shake off the mercury column, sterilized it with alcohol cotton and handed it to Zhou Xiangyan.

Zhou Xiangyan had the potential to be a magpie, and when he came in, the whole infirmary was chattering because of it.While taking his body temperature, he pulled Fu Yuhan to talk to Wen Yu—even though Fu Yuhan, who was a "brother" by mouth, didn't pay much attention to him.

Zhou Xiangyan also had a fever.

This is the worst news for Fu Yuhan today, because he knows that Fu Xuecheng will never come to the school to pick him up.

The doctor asked Zhou Xiangyan to call his parents and pick them up together.Fu Yuhan licked his lower lip and lowered his head.

Wen Yu glanced at him, and when Zhou Xiangyan was on the phone, he lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "In a bad mood?"

"What do you think?" Fu Yuhan looked at him, "She's my dad's wife."

What does it feel like to let your stepmother pick you up?

It's just that Fu Yuhan felt that he might as well not fight with Wen Yu.

The love owed to Wen Yu is always stronger than the love owed to Zhou Ruoyan.

But Zhou Xiangyan made all the phone calls, and Fu Yuhan had no choice.

"So look," Wen Yu's voice was very soft, "why are you stubborn with me?"

Fu Yuhan glanced at him.

There was a bit of grievance in his eyes, and he looked pitiful.Maybe he didn't mean it himself, but the physical discomfort forced him to endow him with this layer of emotion.

Wen Yu's Adam's apple rolled gently.

Then, he heard Fu Yuhan say softly: "Because I want to tell you that you are wrong. I have been thinking about how to thank you for helping me...I think about it now."

"What?" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Wait for me..." Fu Yuhan sniffed, "We'll wait until the illness recovers."

Wen Yu originally wanted to accompany him until Zhou Ruoyan arrived at school, but Fu Yuhan didn't want to delay his class, so he insisted on driving him back.

Anyway, Fu Yuhan has been picked up now, so it is impossible to ask him again.Wen Yu thought that he couldn't wait for something fun, so he went back.

Finally, only the awkward "brothers" were left in the infirmary.

Fu Yuhan usually doesn't like to take the initiative to talk to others, and he seldom talks when he is sick. The strange thing is that when Wen Yu left, Zhou Xiangyan also suddenly fell silent.

He seemed to be hesitating and hesitating for something, his hands were clasped and rubbed back and forth.

"That... brother." Zhou Xiangyan called him.

Fu Yuhan raised his eyelids.

"Do you know..." Zhou Xiangyan scratched his head, showing embarrassment, "My mother... is pregnant?"

Fu Yuhan paused and shook his head.

"Oh, it's just... I don't know if it's appropriate for you to say this." He said very softly, with a tangled and aggrieved tone, "I don't know if you will feel this way... After the parents reorganized the family, they have a new life. It makes me feel like...they don't need me anymore."

Fu Yuhan's eyes flickered.

When there are no particularly good friends present, his attitude is always cold and indifferent. After shaking his eyes for a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you think I will have one?"

Zhou Xiangyan said "ah", "Your mother also has..."

"Ah."

"Oh...then," he asked, "how did you manage to..."

"It doesn't work out." Fu Yuhan closed his eyes, "You and your mother have a good relationship? As far as I'm concerned, I haven't been intimate with them since I was a child, so I really gave birth to a younger sister, and that's the way it is to me."

"That's it." Zhou Xiangyan was thoughtful.

Fu Yuhan didn't want to say any more at first, but as Zhou Xiangyan fell silent, he couldn't help but open his eyes meddlingly.

"Don't think too much, anyway, they won't shorten your material conditions. You should eat and go to school, and you will find that life is still the same." Fu Yuhan said, "Whether they treat you well or not in the future, you live Just go about your day."

"Like you?"

"Me?" Fu Yuhan sneered, shaking his head, "No, don't be like me."

He is a typical representative of self-defeating.

Zhou Ruoyan came very quickly.

When she entered the door, she scolded Zhou Xiangyan head-on and face-to-face, scolding him for "telling you to wear long johns and you don't wear them".

She has always been very polite when getting along with Fu Yuhan, and took care of her as carefully as possible, but