Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Six groups of people gathered on the first floor, using the advertising paper they brought as cushions, and sat on the ground.

When the four of them went down, the boys who arrived first had already opened beer and chatted while drinking. They saw a few people going over and greeted them with a smile: "Brother Fu, come and sit here!"

Fu Yuhan ignored the man, walked to an empty space, and looked for advertising paper to spread out.

Sun Wenrui: "You still want to sit with Brother Fu? Why don't you sit with me and help me think about what to do for a while!"

"Cold salad, brother. I don't have a partner. What do you want me to think?" The man replied, "Brother Fu is not happy, so there is still Brother Yu—"

Wen Yu had already walked to Fu Yuhan's side to sit down, and looked back at him.

The man sneered: "It's okay, it's okay, please."

Fu Yuhan kept looking at Wen Yu, watching him sit down naturally and touch his shoulders naturally, as if they should always be like this.

"What?" Sensing his gaze, Wen Yu turned his head and suddenly leaned closer.

Fu Yuhan leaned back.

"Don't hide." Wen Yu said as he snatched something from his face, and flicked his fingertips, it disappeared, "You lost an eyelash."

It is not surprising that people with long eyelashes fall out every three days.

The strange thing is that maybe the atmosphere of the students talking and laughing around is too good, maybe the rest of the playground is too quiet, or maybe the temperature and humidity of the evening wind are just right.

In short, at the moment when the two breaths intertwined, Fu Yuhan seemed to hear his heart fluctuate.

thump.

"Hey, let's rehearse first." Chen Liwen got out.

He didn't know where to get a small tin can, and there were a bunch of small light yellow papers in it; there was also a colored ball.

"In a while, let's play 'Drumming and Passing Flowers'. This is a truth-or-dare question. I picked it specially. Most of it has something to do with love. Anyway, let's make a secret sign and give the ball to the goddess as much as possible. If you get the ball, you can answer it casually. Lies that are too obvious can be let go, and the goal is to cover the words of the goddess for the old sun." He said, "Hey old sun, you can hold your breath, can you not sit crowded with Lao Li and Lao Fang? Just coax her to sit next to you, so she can whisper a few words."

"Okay." The crowd echoed one after another, and Sun Wenrui also stood up awkwardly from among a group of boys, looking left and right to find himself a seat with an empty seat on the side.

"Your purpose is too obvious," Fu Yuhan hugged his knees, and said lazily, "Scare people for a while... Don't turn a good group activity into a group bullying activity."

"Then what should I do, Brother Fu?" Sun Wenrui was at a loss when he mentioned this kind of thing.

"You just sit, sit there." Fu Yuhan raised his chin, "When she comes, you can go over quietly and ask her if she would like to sit with you, she agrees that you can sit openly, there is no need to do this—— Don't make fun of others, too."

"Oh." Although he didn't understand the reason, Sun Wenrui subconsciously chose to follow Fu Yuhan's suggestion and sat back in his seat, "Then Brother Fu, what if she disagrees?"

"I don't agree with where you come and go." Fu Yuhan said speechlessly, "Is he a little bit confused about whether he is interested in you?"

A group of people roared with laughter, even Sun Wenrui, who was made fun of, laughed.

After Chen Liwen finished laughing, he changed other procedures accordingly.

Amidst the commotion, Wen Yu tilted his head, as if slightly surprised: "You're pretty good at it?"

"I have all the kung fu," Fu Yuhan also glanced at him, "it's a pity that I can't use it on Yang Fan."

They lit an electronic candle and put it in the middle, like a bonfire, a small orange light spot shone in the depths of Fu Yuhan's dark pupils.

Wen Yu's eyeballs rolled half a circle, and finally decided to take this ridicule: "Then I hope I have a chance to 'fight' with you."

There was some hint hidden in his words, Fu Yuhan opened his mouth: "What if I say I dare not?"

"Our Brother Fu," Wen Yu smiled, "When have we ever been afraid?"

"..."

this person...

"Stop whispering, my brother Fu," the girl is coming soon, Sun Wenrui is getting more and more nervous, anxious like ants on a hot pot, "come and save me."

Fu Yuhan came back to his senses, shook his head, got up and walked over.

He quickly picked out a few notes from the pile of notes, asked them to mark them, and tried to let Chen Mengxian get them for a while, but didn't say anything else.

This kind of group catalyst is sometimes very effective, but sometimes it is superfluous, depending on the target.He didn't know Chen Mengxian well.

Some girls came soon, and when there were too many people, they had to sit tighter.When Sun Wenrui pretended to avoid everyone and ran to ask Chen Mengxian for advice, Wen Yu squeezed closer to Fu Yuhan again.

Shoulders touching each other became close to each other.

Fu Yuhan and him looked at each other for a moment, then turned around and hooked their fingers towards Xu Qianyi.

Within 2 minutes, Xu Qianyi, who was originally sitting next to Chen Mengxian, came over with a piece of advertising paper, pushed away the boy on the other side and sat next to Fu Yuhan.

Wen Yu: "..."

"If someone else called me like that, I should be beating me now." Xu Qianyi said viciously, "Fu Yuhan, let me give you some face for your handsome face."

Fu Yuhan snorted twice: "I don't see what's going on over there? Then go back and make light bulbs."

"Forget it, don't go." Xu Qianyi shook her head, "I know what happened to them, and I'm not a fool."

The boy on the other side leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Then sister Qian, do you think there is something going on between them?"

"If Sun Wenrui isn't so stupid, I think it's okay. Mengxian won't come to trouble, and it's not that there are few suitors. It's really boring to endure that idiot old Sun to jump around until now?"

"Well, I think so too." Fu Yuhan said, "So I asked you to come here because I have something else to ask."

"what?"

"Is it convenient for you to go out to play during the Spring Festival?"

"..." Xu Qianyi looked back, "Huh?"

She was really surprised, not pretending.

Fu Yuhan asked her out... She herself is not a melon eater who doesn't know the truth, and she won't really think that there is any romantic news between the two of them.

But before Fu Yuhan could reply, that Wen Yu had already pulled his coat collar and forcibly turned his face away, raised his eyebrows and asked, "—Huh?"

Although he was almost grabbed by the collar, Fu Yuhan didn't panic at all: "Can I explain later?"

Wen Yu shook his head.

"Okay, I'll just say it." Fu Yuhan narrowed his eyes, "Let go of me first."

The movement here has attracted the attention of others.

The protagonist tonight is Sun Wenrui. Fu Yuhan didn't want to show off. When Wen Yu let go of him, he straightened his collar and whispered a few words in Wen Yu's ear.

Xu Qianyi: "..."

She suddenly felt that sitting here was like a light bulb.

The funniest thing is that after Fu Yuhan finished speaking, he failed to appease Wen Yu, but instead made his brows frowned even tighter: "Why don't I know?"

"He was just looking for me to discuss."

"Didn't discuss it with me."

"Pinch it too?" Fu Yuhan said helplessly, "Are we dreaming back to three months ago?"

"No, but I..."

"He said it when he called me that day, and let me tell you by the way, but I forgot it in a hurry." Fu Yuhan sighed, with a look of "you're never finished".

Wen Yu narrowed his eyes: "You called him again?"

"Yeah, I used to call him once a week, but now I have to call him once a month." Fu Yuhan said with a chuckle, "It's okay..."

"Shaking M." Wen Yu turned his eyes away.

"Excuse me, please interrupt." Xu Qianyi finally couldn't take it anymore, "Can you explain to me first?"

"It's just that I have a friend from No. [-] Middle School." Fu Yuhan smiled, "You should have seen him when we played video games at the beginning of school—he recently found a girlfriend, and he wants to go to the suburbs for two days during the Spring Festival. He needs an appointment. A few girls acted as a cover, otherwise it would be difficult for the parents to explain."

Wen Yu hugged his knees and didn't look this way, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Oh," Xu Qianyi understood, "Take me as a tool?"

"The school ethos of No. [-] Middle School is too 'good', he can't date a few people." Fu Yuhan reminded, "I'm familiar with the girls in the class, please help me."

"Brother Fu said, wouldn't it be easy to find a few dog-legged suitors as tools?"

Fu Yuhan glanced at her: "Friend, I didn't eat the National Day meal."

Xu Qianyi: "..."

Xu Qianyi still owes him a favor even though she didn't eat the meal.

Fu Yuhan said again: "Wen Yu is going too."

Xu Qianyi: "..."

Now it's two people.

"When did I say I was going, I didn't know about it." Wen Yu muttered in a moderate manner, and just as he was talking, the colored ball flew into his hand.

He tossed it aside.

call-

The whistle sounded, and the ball fell into Fu Yuhan's arms.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

Master Wen is really narrow-minded, is this kind of revenge okay?

"Fuck? Is this Brother Yu's or Brother Fu's?" someone asked.

"Brother Yu? He had the ball in his hand when the whistle blew."

"But halfway through blowing, it's already at Brother Fu's place."

"Damn, it's all bad whistle blowing, it's too long."

Whistleblower: "..." He just blew for a second.

Before the debate over there was over, Wen Yu stood up unhappily: "Forget it, I will draw, and I will choose the truth."

Fu Yuhan felt guilty about calling Yang Fan and forgetting to inform about the event, so he also stood up: "Forget it, I'll come..."

At this time, Wen Yu had already pulled out a note and stuffed it into Chen Liwen's hand.

"You two can answer together..." Chen Liwen said as he opened the note, "'Excuse me, is there anyone you want to fight for now?' Please answer truthfully."

Wen Yu paused for a moment, then looked back at Fu Yuhan: "Don't you want to answer, answer."

"..." Fu Yuhan looked at him, then at Chen Liwen, "No."

People around made dull "tss", but Wen Yu was the only one who kept staring at him.

Fu Yuhan raised his chin: "It's your turn."

"I," Wen Yu stared at him and said, "Yes."

"Wow--"

"Who is it, Brother Yu, is it from our class? Let me see who is the lucky one..."

The people around were booing, Wen Yu looked at Fu Yuhan for a few seconds, then smiled at the people sitting next to him with downcast eyes: "Don't guess, you can't guess."

"Is it Banhua?" someone asked.

"It's none of my business, I haven't had an appointment with Wen Yu for more than two months," Xu Qianyi smiled at Wen Yu, "Is it?"

"Yeah," Wen Yu chuckled, borrowing the donkey's way down the slope, "I don't dare to climb up on Sister Qian."

They stood there until they were urged to sit back.

Before Fu Yuhan could speak, Xu Qianyi had already opened her mouth: "Yes, what's the first day?"

He was stunned for a while before he remembered what was going on: "It's not yet decided...it won't be very early, maybe after the fourth day of junior high school."

"The winter vacation of senior year may be less than a week." Xu Qianyi reminded him.

"Look for the weekend."

"Okay." Xu Qianyi agreed, "Any other tools are girls?"

"It's best if we can make an appointment. Then I'll ask him how many he needs."

Xu Qianyi gestured "OK" to him, then turned to talk to someone else.

Fu Yuhan moved towards Wen Yu's side: "Very angry?"

"I don't like you like this. You obviously think of him in your heart, and you still want to gather firewood for his love." Wen Yu stared directly at the colored ball being thrown around in the crowd, and didn't look around, " I want you to prioritize your own feelings...although I may not be in a position to do that."

Originally, he himself didn't like to be controlled, but Fu Yuhan, the old manager, felt uncomfortable whether the other party listened to him or not.

"You think I'm too delicate, don't you?" Fu Yuhan's tone was very light, "It's not that bitter, I just think it's easier to let go this way."

"In such a hurry?"

"Well, very urgent, very-very-urgent—" Fu Yuhan drew a long tone, and then asked, "Or do you not want me to forget quickly?"

Wen Yu: "..."

What does that make him say?

He closed his mouth angrily.

Under the black box operation of everyone, Chen Mengxian hit the ball twice, and answered the two questions of "what is the ideal type" and "which opposite sex do you think is the most pleasing to the eye?"

No matter how dull she was, she could still sense the gossip that was forcibly suppressed by the people around her, and her face turned red.

Wen Yu silently recited "The Long March is 5 miles, this is the only way to get there" for a full [-] minutes, and finally finished the sulking. When he turned his head, he found that Fu Yuhan seemed to be drawing a little attention to him from just now , glanced over almost at the same time.

"Yang Fan asked you to invite me, right?" Wen Yu pursed his lips.

"Ah."

"At that time, I should have taken out my driver's license. In the suburbs, I can drive."

"Mountain road."

"I dare to drive if you are not afraid of death."

Fu Yuhan tilted his head and smiled lightly: "Okay."

"Then, on Saturday, December 12, I will accompany you to the exam?" Wen Yu said, "Where is the exam?"

"Meizhi, ordinary schools don't have studios."

"Okay." Wen Yu nodded, "Then—"

"Finally ask Brother Yu." Fu Yuhan suppressed a smile.

"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

"……what?"