Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Wen Yu was as drunk as a dead man, very, very heavy.

If that "Old Lu" hadn't come to help, Fu Yuhan really didn't know how to carry him down.The staircase was very long, with two roads diverging in the middle, one side seemed to be connected to the bar below, and the other side was the road that Fu Yuhan walked when he came in.

It is true that his strength is not small.

But Wen Yu was a little taller than him, and he could tell from the first hand that this man looked thin, with a lot of muscle on his body, and he was very heavy.

The night wind in late October had already brought a chill, but when he walked downstairs, Fu Yuhan's body was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

After drinking, his tall body covered half of his body, serving as a "human-shaped quilt" for him, which was too warm.

"Then I'll take him back first, thank you." When the car stopped by the side of the road, Fu Yuhan turned to Lao Lu and said, "Thank you, Boss Chen, for me too."

"It's okay." Lao Lu said, "Let me help you get him to the car."

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing that he was sleeping like hell, Fu Yuhan was afraid that Wen Yu would fall asleep in the car, and planned to put him in the front seat, but what he didn't expect was that with the help of Lao Lu, he stuffed him into the car and planned to put him in the car. When helping him buckle his seat belt, the man who was sleeping as if he had died suddenly moved.

The two hanging arms suddenly tightened, wrapping around Fu Yuhan's neck so that he couldn't move, his hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck, Wen Yu closed his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Hmm...don't go..."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

Wen Yu's hands were so strong that he almost thought his neck was about to break.

"Let go," Fu Yuhan gritted his teeth and grabbed his arm, "...Brother Yu!"

It's a pity that it's useless to call him brother, the drunk was so drunk that he didn't wake up at all, he just murmured while pulling him into his arms, as if Fu Yuhan himself was some kind of oversized pillow, he had to put it under his head to sleep soundly.

Lao Lu secretly smiled at Fu Yuhan's side, cleared his throat and said, "Cough, I think it's not like...you two sit in the back together."

"...that's fine...cough cough..." Fu Yuhan almost suffocated, but it was strange to say that when he was about to get the person out of the front seat and put his hands under Wen Yu's armpit to wrap his arms around his back, the two iron The arms around his neck like a hoop suddenly loosened.

"...Don't go..."

"Okay, don't go," Fu Yuhan said speechlessly, "You always speak well, just don't choke your neck."

Lao Lu helped him out, Fu Yuhan helped him out, took him to the back seat, stuffed him in the same way, and then sat in himself.

Lao Lu closed the car door for him and waved goodbye.

Fu Yuhan also waved.

He reported the address, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the surrounding street scene began to reverse rapidly.

Once in the car, Wen Yu became honest again, and did not do anything other than hug Fu Yuhan tightly.He rested his head on the side of Fu Yuhan's neck and fell asleep soundly.

The side of the neck is connected to the back of the ear, which is a very sensitive area, Fu Yuhan frowned, and tilted his head to the other side.

It's a pity that this kind of movement can't avoid the movement and snorting of that big dog.

Itchy, numb.

It's not uncomfortable, it's just awkward.

Although Fu Yuhan had no other intentions towards Wen Yu, he was a man after all, and his sexual orientation was not straight. This posture was really torture for him, but he still couldn't reason with drunks.

The right hand that was not suppressed rested on the car door, with five fingers stretched apart, and then clenched into a fist, back and forth several times.

He was trying to bear it, lest there be any uncontrollable strange changes in his body, while thinking about the possibility that knocking people out with a punch could solve the problem.

Fu Yuhan never thanked the driver so much for his wild driving. He felt that if it wasn't for the fast speed in the middle of the night, he would either die in patience, or rise up and kill people in patience.

"Okay, we're home."

Fu Yuhan heaved a sigh of relief when he finally saw the gate of Wen Yu's house.He supported the man out of the car: "Brother Yu? Wake up, you're home."

There might be some magical power in his words, the drunk actually opened his eyes slowly and squinted at him for a long while.

"Brother Yu?" Fu Yuhan looked at him, three parts surprised and three parts uncertain, "Are you awake?"

The drunk suddenly smiled, and said in a muffled voice, "It's you..."

"Yes, it is...!??"

Before the word "I" could be said, Fu Yuhan was hugged face to face by Wen Yu.Wen Yu's voice was hoarse and dry after drinking, and Wen Yu muttered vaguely in his ear: "I miss you..."

That voice seemed to carry electricity, which made Fu Yuhan tremble violently.

"..." He swallowed, trying to hold back the desire to get goosebumps, "Brother Yu? Are you really awake? Who do you think I am?"

"No one..." Wen Yu buried his head, resting his forehead on his shoulder, "I'm not drunk..."

……

Appears to be very drunk.

Fu Yuhan sighed, and decided that he would be a little bit tired and stop arguing with Wen Yu: "Can I go? I'm going home."

Wen Yu didn't let go all the way, Fu Yuhan could only be hugged by him and pushed him away, but fortunately, this man could take two steps with his legs, which made Fu Yuhan feel a lot easier.

Although, being hugged by another man really made Fu Yuhan feel uncomfortable - he didn't like being touched by others - but seeing Wen Yu's uncomfortable appearance, he silently swallowed all the swear words back.

Before tonight, he thought he knew Wen Yu quite well.

But looking at Wen Yu's reaction after drinking now, he probably wasn't heartless, but maybe... hid his feelings too deeply?

He didn't know who Wen Yu was hiding, but Fu Yuhan had been secretly in love with him for many years, so he felt a little empathetic at the moment.

What a pity.

He shook his head and supported Wen Yu's back with one hand.

The road from the community to the unit building has never been so long.

Fortunately, the moonlight is good tonight, and Fu Yuhan's sympathy is barely enough.

With difficulty, he brought him to the door of the house, which was locked. Fu Yuhan thought for three seconds, then put his hand in from Wen Yu's trouser pocket.The pockets of the slacks Wen Yu was wearing were deep and big. When he reached in to touch the keys, he felt like he was touching the opponent's thigh. stick.

As long as people live long enough, they can see all kinds of wonders.

For example, Wen Yu, who is drunk and still sticks out——

Finally found the key, Fu Yuhan is almost a Buddha.He unlocked the door and pulled him in, just wanting to quickly press him on the bed and leave on the spot.

Unfortunately, he seemed a little optimistic.

Wen Yu felt that he had slept for a long time, and it had been a long time since he came in that he hadn't slept so well.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong—there was light in the room.

How could he sleep without drawing the curtains... No, it seems that he went to the boss's place for a drink last night... But it's clearly his own... bed...

The moment he realized that there seemed to be something alive under his arm, Wen Yu quickly opened his eyes wide, and jumped up from the bed: "...fuck?"

His movements were so loud that Fu Yuhan, who hadn't slept soundly, frowned and opened his eyes, squinting at him against the skylight outside the window: "Huh?"

Fu Yuhan didn't wake up, and his nasal voice was very heavy, which sounded inexplicably charming.

Wen Yu was in a bad mood immediately: "...Why are you here? Didn't you go back?"

"You're so embarrassed to ask me..." Fu Yuhan coughed twice and rolled over.He was sleeping on his stomach in an awkward position, but his neck was about to break overnight, and half of his body was still numb. He turned over face up, closed his eyes and murmured: "Yesterday, I don't know who kept following me." I said 'don't go'..."

Wen Yu: "..."

This sounded strangely ambiguous. After Fu Yuhan finished speaking, he also felt something was wrong. He paused and added: "Boss Chen called me yesterday and said that you drank too much and asked me to pick you up. As a result, I After bringing you back and wanting to go home, you kept hugging me and shouting 'don't go'...do you think I'm someone else?"

It's not right to say yes, and it's even more wrong to say no.

Wen Yu was speechless, stunned for three seconds and said, "I don't know, I have no impression."

"Don't drink that much." Fu Yuhan's eyelids were irritated by the skylight, he frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you pull down the curtains...you didn't let me get out of bed yesterday, so I couldn't help you pull the curtains... "

Fuck, the words "keep me out of bed" are so irritating.

Wen Yu jumped off the bed as if startled, and drew the curtains.

"Thank you..." Fu Yuhan muttered, "I want to sleep for a while."

"Go to sleep." Wen Yu said.

He stood there in a daze for a long time, until Fu Yuhan's breathing calmed down, and finally took the first step.

Wen Yu found his mobile phone in a daze, and saw that it was only after seven o'clock in the morning.Although Fu Yuhan always gets up early, he usually takes time to catch up on sleep during the day, so it's normal to feel sleepy now.

Besides, the job of taking care of drunks is probably not easy.

It's also good for him to sleep, just to make Wen Yu calm down.

Wen Yu has always been very restrained and has never been drunk before. I really don't know that I can do such a shameful thing when I am drunk.

This person was still lost in front of Fu Yuhan.

The memory came back, and the previous things were strung together. He didn't need to think about it and guessed that the boss probably hired him to make trouble. In other words, maybe the boss also saw his embarrassing appearance.

And the boss' boyfriend.

Wen Yu scratched his hair in pain. Before he was ridiculed, he decided to act first. At that time, he opened WeChat and sent a series of question marks to the boss.

The boss didn't reply, probably still sleeping.After sending the WeChat message, Wen Yu once again fell into confusion - what should I do?

Compared to being ridiculed by Fu Yuhan, he was more worried about himself.

The courage gathered by alcohol seems to be particularly easy to collapse, especially in front of this person, he is so at a loss for something for the first time.

Straightforward confession doesn't work.

So what should he do?

Thinking of this, Wen Yu subconsciously glanced sideways at Fu Yuhan, who was sleeping peacefully, with his eyelashes covering his fair face, looking very obedient.

You can see the word "good" from Fu Yuhan's indifferent face. If someone like Chu Lei or Sun Wenrui hears about this, they will probably be scared to jump into the sky, but Wen Yu really thinks so .

Under the hard shell of this person is a very soft, clean and harmless inner layer. When looking at him, Wen Yu often has a kind of tranquility in which his sharp thoughts of fearing that the world will not be chaotic have been silenced.

Fu Yuhan is really nice, but he is really trash.

Why didn't he find out that he liked him so much.

Wen Yu stared at him in a daze for a while.

After a while, he stood up from the bed, ready to take a shower.

Fu Yuhan is not like him, he likes to play pranks while others are sleeping. After sleeping this night, neither of the two of them took off their clothes. They had already slept crumpled together with the quilt. The time is calm and calm.

It was clearly not too cold, so he turned on the cold water after entering the bathroom.

The cold bath water washed away the common embarrassment of men's bodies in the early morning. After Wen Yu took a shower, he put on his clothes, and while wiping his hair, he planned to brush his teeth——

Next, beside his tooth cup, he saw Fu Yuhan's used toothbrush, tooth cup, and razor.

It was as natural as if they were living together.

……Hold.

Wen Yu seemed to wake up only now, and he realized belatedly that he hugged Fu Yuhan without his knowing.

……

He was completely unimpressed.

Isn't that... a big loss?

Wen Yu froze for five seconds, quickly brushed his toothbrush, and ran back to the room.

The originally sprinting pace slowed down quickly after approaching the bed, Wen Yu leaned over bit by bit, stared at Fu Yuhan's sleeping face, and licked his lips.

I dragged him in from the sofa in the living room the night before and didn't wake up, so I hugged him secretly now...it's okay, right?

Wen Yu thought about the probability of success in playing hooligans.

However, at this moment, Fu Yuhan's cell phone rang, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Wen Yu: "..."

Just as Fu Yuhan opened his eyes, he froze for a moment, touched his phone and asked, "Why are you standing here looking at me?"

Wen Yu shook his head, raised his chin, and motioned for him to answer the phone.

"Hello?" Fu Yuhan answered the phone with an inexplicable expression on his face.

A man's voice came from the other end, and the other party seemed to say something, and then Wen Yu saw that Fu Yuhan's sleepy face widened suddenly, and then his expression quickly became cold, and the right hand hanging by his side was unconsciously clenched. Fist.

Wen Yu suddenly woke up from some unrealistic fantasy.

Fu Yuhan once said a word to him.

He said - "If you really like someone, you know what to do, because the idea of ​​being nice to him comes from instinct."

It's strange, even though he didn't hear what was on the phone, this sentence appeared in his mind out of some intuition, with a hint of inappropriateness.

Wen Yu squatted down suddenly, and looked up at Fu Yuhan beside the bed.

Almost subconsciously, Fu Yu coldly glanced over, with a little questioning.

Wen Yu lowered his head, stretched out his hand, separated the fingers of his clenched right hand one by one, and then squeezed it.

It's not that the fingers were clasped tightly. At the critical moment, Wen Yu retreated a little.

The clasping of fingers is too close after all, the relationship between the two of them has not yet reached that level.

He just clenched his hand, then looked at him, and silently mouthed two words to him.

"fine."

Fu Yuhan was taken aback.

After a while, his eyelids drooped, and he held Wen Yu's hand instead.This action seemed to give him some confidence, Fu Yuhan took a deep breath, and finally spoke the first sentence to the person on the other end of the phone.