Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Wen Yu shook his hand and left.

Originally, he thought that the two of them were in good shape recently, and he just had to wait a little longer, and he would be able to touch that ultimate goal.But that can of paper stars and two tears made him understand that it was still too far away.

With a slap in the face, he woke up.

However, the more he was awake, the more painful he was. He heard Fu Yuhan's footsteps following him step by step, and he slowed down softly after a while.

How deep you sink, you have to experience pain to know.

And the moment he slowed down, he had vague expectations in his heart - thinking that the other party would catch up and say something to him.

He thought he was considerate enough.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuhan also slowed down and walked behind him at a distance.

The mountain road was long or short, and after 10 or [-] minutes of pain and suffering, they finally reached the clearing.

The field of vision is suddenly clear, and you can continue to go up the mountain to the other side, but it is also good for people who can't walk to use this as the top of the mountain.

Fu Yuhan saw the pile of things that looked like cardboard boxes on the ground at a glance.

"Fireworks...?" He murmured, suddenly thinking of the complaint he had casually said that afternoon in the second day of junior high school.

——"There are no fireworks in the past few years, and there is no sound during the Chinese New Year. I always feel that something is missing."

The nose suddenly felt a little sour.

If a person is ignored for a long time, then a little care and attention will become a firefly in the dark night.

"Brother Yu..." Fu Yuhan looked at him, "You..."

"I'll order it for you." Wen Yu avoided his gaze and said softly, "Happy birthday."

The practiced tone was useless after all, Wen Yu paused, walked over, and took out a lighter prepared in advance from his pocket.

The lead wire was burning, Wen Yu walked back, and stood beside Fu Yuhan, with a distance of shoulder width.

"Brother Yu..." Fu Yuhan hesitated to speak.

"Let's watch the fireworks." Wen Yu raised his head, "It's because I've been preparing for a long time."

boom.

Before Fu Yuhan had time to say anything, a huge sound burst out not far away, and a ball of sparks shot up into the sky, bursting into bloom at the highest point.

Snapped--

Red, yellow, blue, purple... Flowing fire interlaced in the dark sky, dancing in the shape of flowers, brilliant until the last moment before disappearing.

But at this time, the second firework has already bloomed.

Wen Yu prepared a lot, and the fireworks went off for a long time.

It was so long that Fu Yuhan's neck felt a little sore.

In all fairness, fireworks are beautiful.

however.

Although he carefully watched the blooming of each firework, his attention was always on the person next to him—Wen Yu didn't wear a coat when he came out, and the soft sweater looked a little thin for no reason, and the wind blew his Cashmere scarf, the tassels on it are floating.

The fireworks were finally set off, and the grotesques in the field of vision instantly turned into emptiness and darkness.

Wen Yu turned his head: "Does it look good?"

Fu Yuhan also turned around and looked at him: "Are you... cold?"

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "That's all you want to say? I'm not cold."

His hand in his pocket twitched.

Fu Yuhan thought that he would put his hands on the back of his hands or cheeks as usual, and use the temperature of his palms to tell him that he was not cold, but he didn't.Wen Yu moved, then put his hand back, and smiled softly: "Since I don't have any thoughts, go back after reading it. There will be staff here tomorrow morning to clean up, and I have contacted them."

He walked away.

"Brother Yu!" Fu Yuhan frowned and stopped him, "What the hell are you angry about? Can't you just say it?"

Wen Yu paused.

He didn't look back, turned his face slightly, and lowered his voice: "I'm not angry."

"You're lying to a ghost." Fu Yuhan said angrily.

"..." Wen Yu took a deep breath, "It's okay, just let me hang out for one night. Yang Fan just asked me to watch a movie, so I'll go back first...Happy birthday."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"Happy fart." Fu Yuhan cursed in a low voice, "Why don't you want to say it now..."

His voice was not loud, and those who had gone far could not hear him.

Fu Yuhan blew the mountain wind for a while, thinking in a trance that he seems to have to go to the exam alone.

When he finally returned to the row house, the doors of the KTV room and the billiard room had already been closed, and the living room suddenly became very quiet.Fu Yuhan passed the movie screening room before going upstairs, took a look inside, and saw Wen Yu sitting side by side with Yang Fan.

He was watching very intently, but Yang Fan noticed him and greeted him, "Xiaohan, are you going to watch a movie? It's your favorite horror movie."

The three girls all looked over, but Wen Yu didn't move.

He was in such a bad mood that he didn't even bother to pretend.

Fu Yuhan suddenly remembered that at that time, he said to Wen Yu every day, "Stop pretending", "Can you be more real", and felt that he had committed a crime and couldn't live.

"Forget it, I'm a little sleepy." He said softly, "Look, I'm going upstairs."

The thin figure disappeared at the door, and there was a new movement in the movie screening room.

Zhao Tong shrank into Yang Fan's arms and whispered, "Is he in a bad mood? Do you want to go over and have a look?"

"Forget it." Yang Fan hugged her, "When Xiaohan is in a bad mood, he can't give a fart at all. After he sleeps, I will ask him tomorrow morning."

"Is it okay?"

Yang Fan shook his head and smiled at her: "We still have a tacit understanding."

Wen Yu pinched himself calmly, barely maintaining a paralyzed expression.

"However, that little brother actually likes to watch horror movies. He's so courageous." Li Sisi, who was shivering in fright and had no boyfriend to hug, could only hug Song Ting.

"It's only for the faint of heart." Yang Fan smiled, "Both of us have practiced horror movies since we were young, so we won't be afraid after watching too many."

Wen Yu finally said the first sentence: "...Did he ask you to see it?"

"Well," Yang Fan nodded, looking at him as if he was a little surprised, "The house in his house was big before, and it was like a haunted house when his parents weren't home. It seemed like he was having a nightmare once? Woke up and looked at the house. Empty houses are scarier, so you come to me to watch horror movies."

Zhao Tong smiled: "What kind of logic is this?"

"After being frightened by a horror movie, I found out that the empty house is a paper tiger logic," Yang Fan said helplessly, "I was so scared that I couldn't sleep."

The three girls all laughed, and the atmosphere that had been stagnant due to the horror scene not long ago was slightly loosened.

Only Wen Yu's eyes were dark - he thought of himself in the big empty house.

Yang Fan finished laughing with them, put his head next to Wen Yu's ear and whispered: "Hey, what's wrong with you two? Did you mess with him?"

Wen Yu came back to his senses, and laughed: "How could it be...how dare I."

Yang Fan looked at him suspiciously, then shook his head: "Forget it, you two can solve it by yourself."

After that, he turned back and continued watching the horror movie that was famous for scaring children into tears.

Wen Yu went upstairs after watching a horror movie. The door was closed but unlocked.

He hesitated for a moment as he turned the doorknob, but finally went in.

However, the embarrassing scene imagined did not happen. The warm yellow bedside lamp was turned on in the room, but there was no sound.

"Xiaohan?" Wen Yu's pupils narrowed slightly, thinking for a moment that Fu Yuhan had disappeared without his knowledge.

but.

He walked in quickly, crossed the hallway, and found Fu Yuhan was asleep leaning on the pillow.

He should have taken a shower, his hair was half-dried, and he was wearing a T-shirt with half of his shoulders exposed.

Although the floor heating is turned on indoors, this shape still looks a little unrestrained.

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little helpless after thinking about it, and walked over to pull the quilt on him, so he saw his slightly red cheeks unexpectedly.

Turning my head, I saw a bottle of whiskey and an empty glass beside the bed.

Today is a group activity, Wen Yu considered the public's acceptance, he was merciful when mixing drinks, and put some less wine, so there was a lot left downstairs.

Besides, he originally planned to have a drink with Fu Yuhan tonight, so he brought a lot.

Fu Yuhan probably picked up a bottle before going upstairs, and he drank half of the bottle before going to sleep. His fair face was covered with blush at this moment, and the color change was very obvious.If he hadn't lost his temper just now, Wen Yu would still be a little distracted.

But now, he could only sigh, he picked up the wine bottle from the ground, put it in another place, and after a while, he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The childhood experience of being frightened by the big dark house is almost exactly the same, but Fu Yuhan has Yang Fan to help him remember it.

Time and companionship are really things that cannot be ignored, and he can only swallow the acid and bitterness by himself.

Wen Yu took a shower, thought for a long time, and went to another bed.

When the first ray of skylight came into the house from the outside in the early morning, Fu Yuhan's eyelashes fluttered lightly, and then he woke up.

He froze for a few seconds, looked back, and saw Wen Yu's back on the other bed.The man was clearly asleep, but his breathing was not steady.

Fu Yuhan's first reaction was that he came back last night anyway.

The second reaction was that he was obviously a person who couldn't sleep well when there was light, so he didn't know why he didn't draw the curtains.

Fu Yuhan sniffed, subconsciously lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and gently closed the curtains tightly.

After pulling, I was shocked to realize that I was a bit cheap.

He himself is not happy, why should he take care of that person who refuses to say a word?

It's superfluous.

The alcohol he drank last night seemed to still be in his body, and there was still that peculiar smell in his breath. Fu Yuhan frowned, looked at the figure who had gradually calmed down since the curtains were closed, and walked into the bathroom to clean himself up. After a while.

After cleaning up, someone in the group has already woken up.

Ge Ran: Has anyone woke up yet?

Ge Ran: Qianqian has something to do in the afternoon, we plan to go back first.

It is rare for Yang Fan to invite his girlfriend out, so naturally he will not go home until this evening. According to the original plan, today they will sleep until they wake up naturally before eating, take a stroll up the mountain together in the afternoon, and return in the evening.

Everyone didn't go to bed early last night, and it's only after 7 o'clock in the morning, and the group is dead silent.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Yuhan also sent a message in the group.

Fu Yuhan: How do you go?

Ge Ran: Take a taxi.

Ge Ran: Are you awake?

Fu Yuhan: Well, let me go with you too. I suddenly remembered that I have something to buy this afternoon.

Ge Ran: Okay, then shall we meet in the living room?

Fu Yuhan: Yes.

He didn't want to accompany Sun Wenrui to send the goddess home, and he didn't want to make light bulbs with Yang Fan. Zhao Tong's two girlfriends were unfamiliar with him and noisy, and he couldn't avoid Wen Yu when he chose Chu Lei... After much deliberation, Ge Ran and Xu Qianyi turned out to be His best.

He can go back with anyone, anyway, he doesn't want to take Wen Yu's car today.

Fu Yuhan quickly changed his clothes, finished sorting out his small backpack, and before going downstairs, the heavy clothes hung up on Wen Yu's clothes that were casually placed on the small sofa, and a pair of trousers fell to the ground.

He picked it up with ease——

A delicate little box fell silently into the carpet.

what……

Fu Yuhan picked it up and looked at it. There was no mark on the surface of the palm-sized cardboard box, and there was no sound when it was shaken.

Slightly hefty, looks like a gift.

Yesterday was his birthday, Fu Yuhan subconsciously wondered if it was for him.

But the fireworks were more than enough for a birthday present.

It's really beautiful... If Wen Yu didn't lose his temper out of nowhere, he would be very happy.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuhan's eyelids drooped, he coldly stuffed the box back into his trouser pocket, and put his trousers back.

Then he tiptoed out of the room.

"As expected of you, you woke up so early." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Qianyi raised her head and smiled at him.

Fu Yuhan always wakes up early, otherwise the classroom key would not have been handed over to him, almost everyone in class six knows.

"You two really surprised me." Fu Yu replied in a cold voice.

"Qianqian has something to do in the afternoon, I set the alarm to wake up." Ge Ran smiled at her.

Fu Yuhan glanced at Xu Qianyi: "Why didn't I hear you say it before?"

"Because I was sure I could get the ticket from the scalper last night." Xu Qianyi winked at him, "I'm going to meet my idol."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

Today's classmate put on a glamorous heavy makeup, as if she was going to dance in the next second.

Fu Yuhan didn't quite understand her excitement, but he respected her hobbies.

"Then let's go?" Fu Yuhan asked.

Xu Qianyi stood up gracefully, but Ge Ran glanced at the stairs, and asked tangledly, "Don't we need to say hello to them?"

Fu Yuhan: "Who do I need to say hello to?"

His words were vaguely angry, and Ge Ran thought he had said something wrong, so he was a little embarrassed: "For example, your classmate from No. [-] Middle School?"

"No need, Yang Fan won't be angry." Fu Yuhan said lazily, as if he had no energy, "Let's go."

"...Okay." Ge Ran said as he carried his bag on his back.

This is a holy place for vacation, so the three of them don't have to worry about how to get down the mountain.When they walked near the management office, there were already early drivers smoking beside the car and waiting for customers.

They found a taxi at random, Fu Yuhan took the passenger seat, and the two girls sat in the back.As soon as he got in the car, Xu Qianyi asked him, "Where are you going?"

"The market behind the stadium." Fu Yuhan looked out the window.

Some people went down the mountain, and naturally some people went up the mountain. He thought of the grand fireworks last night for no reason.

Fu Yuhan bit the soft flesh in his mouth.

I don't know if Wen Yu will call him after waking up... Fuck, don't care about him so much.

After hearing the location, the driver stepped on the gas pedal, and the taxi went down the mountain road they came from yesterday.

Along the way, Fu Yuhan was very silent, only hearing the two girls in the back row chatting.Xu Qianyi was going to meet her idol, so she excitedly pulled Ge Ran and talked a lot, most of which Fu Yuhan couldn't understand.

But that's all he listened to, and there were some human voices in the car that deserved to be enjoyed.

Before long, however, the conversation turned to him.

Ge Ran brushed his hair from the sideburns, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Brother Fu, are you going to take half a month's leave?"

"Huh? Huh." Fu Yuhan came back to his senses, turned his head to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"What time is it?"

"Number 13."

"Then are you coming to class on the 13th or the 14th?"

"I don't know," Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "If you have time on the 13th, I will come back to study by myself last night."

"Anyway, we have to wait for the 14th, right?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's fine." Ge Ran smiled, "Your team will be on duty next week. If you're not here, I'll have to find someone to take your place."

Although the school has given the green light to the third year of high school, most of the campus activities do not need to participate, but the daily hygiene of the classroom in your own class still needs to be done.Fu Yuhan didn't become suspicious, he just asked, "Isn't that arranged by the health committee?"

Xu Qianyi glanced at Ge Ran teasingly, and took up the conversation for her: "Don't you know that the class committee members in our class like to fish? Anyway, it's not a big deal, and Ge Ran usually helps arrange it."

"Thanks for your hard work," Fu Yuhan said, "I'll make up for it when I come back."

"It's okay, I'm not working hard." Ge Ran smiled lightly, thought for a while, and added, "Come on for the exam."

Fu Yuhan was slightly taken aback.

He turned his head to the side, met Ge Ran's gentle eyebrows and eyes with a smile from the rearview mirror, and responded in a low voice: "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, he heard the first "come on the exam" here.

The taxi arrived at the market first, Fu Yuhan bid farewell to the two of them, and carried his bags to the painting material store that had helped them during the sports meeting.The owner of the store is a hearty middle-aged woman, because she can chat well with Fu Yuhan, she always gives a discounted price.

Although the profit of painting materials is not high, and the price is not much discounted, Fu Yuhan also likes to go to this store to buy things when he is not in a hurry.

He is actually quite willing to talk to his elders, probably because he can't talk to his parents at home.

He set out in a hurry in the morning, he didn't eat, so he bought a piece of bread nearby, the proprietress saw him and left him to have lunch in the store, and asked him to help look around the store for an afternoon.

"The part-time girl couldn't pass the school exam today." The female boss took a puff of cigarette and let the smoke ring out from her lungs leisurely. .”

"Forget it, the discount you gave me is more than this amount, why do you count it so small." Fu Yuhan glanced at her coldly, "But aren't you in the store this afternoon?"

"Yes," the boss pointed his finger upstairs, "I'm getting old and not in good spirits, so I have to take a nap in the afternoon."

"..." Fu Yuhan was speechless, but he didn't object, "OK."

The houses on this street belong to the city's cultural relics protection units, and many people were former residents here, who had no choice but to convert them into shops.The content of goods sold in the cultural characteristic block is limited, and there are not many customers here. Fortunately, the rent is reduced, so that the merchants on the whole street are filled with a Buddhist atmosphere.

There is no competition or grab in business, only being active when watching the excitement, so that Sunday afternoon should be the best time for birthdays, but the boss has to go upstairs to sleep.

"Let me help you look at it, just to paint for a while." Fu Yuhan said, "Forget about the salary... why don't you invite me to lunch?"

"Our little Fu is really kind-hearted." The boss patted him on the shoulder happily.

"..." Fu Yuhan avoided her hand, "That's 'beautiful'."

"You, handsome guy." The boss said, shaking his head and going upstairs, "With such a handsome guy staying in my store, the business must be very good this afternoon."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He shook his head, lowered his head and turned on the phone.

The group of people on the mountain got up one after another, and they were a little surprised when they heard that the three of them left early.Yang Fan even called directly: "Are you gone?"

"Yeah." Fu Yuhan was sitting behind the cash register counter, playing with the brand-new sketch pencils on the pen holder, his voice was soft and weak, "Suddenly remembered that there was something I didn't buy."

"I have to rush to buy something today, can't I go after school tomorrow?" Yang Fan curled his lips on the phone, "Why were you angry yesterday? You have so much stamina?"

"Why am I so angry?" Fu Yuhan laughed softly, "I really want to buy something. Tomorrow... I will leave the car early tomorrow morning and go to the neighboring province to take the exam. There will be exams in the next few days, so I have to get all the tools in advance. get ready."

The other end of the phone was stunned for two seconds, Yang Fan was very surprised: "Why didn't you say that before?"

Because he wanted to tell Wen Yu first.

One is...to inform the subject of the order of scoring, after all some people are narrow-minded; second, he doesn't want Yang Fan to ask for leave early in the morning on Monday to send him to the station.

Everyone is in the third year of high school, so there is really no need to delay the review.

Fu Yuhan thought about it, and chose the latter reason: "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will ask for leave on Monday morning when you get excited?"

"I have to ask for this." Yang Fan was in a hurry, "No, why are you alienating me like this? Hey, you said that my buddy is going to take an exam far away. This is the first time in my life, such an important exam. It’s fine if I can’t go with you, but I’ll send you to the station, right?”

"I'm taking the bus at the West Railway Station, which is far from your place."

"Then I have to go too."

"No need." Fu Yuhan rubbed the center of his brows, and said word for word, "Yang Fan, I don't want to delay your review."

"Everyone is a senior in high school, who doesn't play fish in school?" Yang Fan said, "Don't talk about it, I'm going to be angry, what time will you get the car tomorrow?"

"...Okay." Fu Yuhan said helplessly, "In the morning...at 7:55."

"Fuck, it's a daunting task to get up." Yang Fan patted his chest and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I will definitely come."

"Ah."

Yang Fan put down the phone.

The boys and girls in the third year of high school were still somewhat reserved. Although they were bored all day long, when they finally went to sleep, the boy and the boy shared a room, and Zhao Tong went to live with Chen Mengxian.

Chu Lei just took a shower and came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. He wondered, "Where are you going? Brother Fu is going on a long trip?"

"He said he's going to take the exam tomorrow." Yang Fan said, "Fuck, this person is only speaking today! If he stands in front of me, I'll kick him now."

"what time tomorrow?"

"7:55 in the morning, West Railway Station." Yang Fan glanced at the "difficult to get up" person, "Why, are you interested?"

"... This time and place put me in a dilemma." Chu Lei struggled, "My heart belongs to Brother Fu, but my body may be trapped by the bed."

In winter, it is too difficult for those who have trouble getting up.

"I'll call you at 5:50 tomorrow, if you wake up, we'll go together." Yang Fan said, "If you don't get the call, forget it."

"Okay." Chu Lei said solemnly.

After speaking, he felt strange again: "If you have an exam tomorrow, why doesn't Brother Fu play a little longer today? Why are you leaving in such a hurry."

"He said that he will have to buy all the tools for his continuous exams." Yang Fan was about to wash up, and walked towards the bathroom while talking, "I don't understand this, their art students have super complicated things."

"It's a pity. Are you going up the mountain this afternoon?"

"Well, Tongtong wants to see the small waterfall on the mountain. We can take the cableway down the mountain directly after watching it."

"Do you need a backpack then?"

"Back, you sort things out!"

The eight people gathered downstairs to reduce the number of people before someone realized that Wen Yu had never made a sound in the group from beginning to end.

"Brother Yu is still sleeping, right?" Chu Lei looked at his new friends Sun Wenrui and Fang Jiayuan, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "It shouldn't be, isn't Brother Yu very punctual when he goes to school? He should have done that yesterday." Didn't go to bed very late."

"Two or three o'clock, he won't go up until we finish watching the movie." Yang Fan looked upstairs.

"Two or three o'clock isn't too late, is it? Besides, Brother Fu is gone, didn't Brother Yu wake up when he got up?"

"Then you underestimated your brother Fu..." Yang Fan muttered, "Xiaohan is very light-handed in doing things."

It was all practiced in order to reduce my sense of existence when I witnessed my parents quarreling when I was young.

When it comes to the matter of Fu Yuhan's family, Yang Fan has always kept his mouth shut, and quickly changed the subject: "I'll go and have a look."

Here he has the best relationship with Wen Yu, and the heavy responsibility of waking people up can only fall on him.

The door of Wen Yu's room was closed. Yang Fan walked over and knocked, but no one answered, so he tried to push it.

The door was unlocked and the room was dark with a stuffy smell.

Yang Fan waited for a while until his eyes got used to the darkness before going in - there were two beds in the room, one was empty and the other had a raised quilt on it.

"Wen Yu?" Yang Fan walked to the bed and shook softly, "Brother Yu?"

After shaking for a while, the man made any movement.

But the low air pressure when Wen Yu opened his eyes startled Yang Fan: "You, are you awake? It's noon..."

With a sullen face, Wen Yu stared at him for half a minute before saying hoarsely, "Yang Fan?"

He still recognizes people, and seems to be awake.Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, it's time to get up, we are ready to go."

"..."

Wen Yu was silent for a while, sat up from the bed, turned his head to look——

Saw an empty bed.

"Xiao Han left early in the morning." Yang Fan said, "He said to go shopping."

"Leaving?" Wen Yu was taken aback, "Going down the mountain?"

"That's right, I went with them... oh no, the two girls in your class went together." Yang Fan said, "Now there are eight people waiting for you downstairs. Let's go up the mountain to see the waterfall, and after we're done, we're going to take the ropeway down the mountain."

Wen Yu cleared his throat: "I can't take the cableway, my car is here."

"...Ah." Yang Fan opened his mouth.

"You guys go, I won't go up the mountain." Wen Yu glanced at Yang Fan, "Fu Yuhan isn't here, why should I go up?"

After getting out of the closet with Yang Fan, Wen Yu became much calmer.

Yang Fan: "..."

He digested it for three seconds, and asked with his mouth flattened, "You two didn't talk about it yesterday?"

Wen Yu shook his head.

"what happened……"

"I don't know," Wen Yu couldn't tell Yang Fan, "I was eating your vinegar yesterday", so he could only ask questions, "I might have offended him yesterday...I'll apologize to him when I go back."

Yang Fan only thought that the two of them had made an appointment to meet when they returned home, and he didn't want to get involved in emotional matters, so he didn't say anything, and nodded: "Okay - you really don't want to go up the mountain?"

"I have to come back to pick up the car when I go up the mountain. It's troublesome." Wen Yu said, "You guys go, I'll sleep for a while, and then drive home."

"Then bye." Yang Fan went out.

Wen Yu took a deep breath, touched the phone under the pillow, and read all the chat records in the group all morning.

Fu Yuhan actually left after 7 o'clock... He didn't feel anything.

No, it's better to say that last night, in order not to oversleep, Wen Yu deliberately kept the curtains open, but now they are closed when he wakes up.

The only person who can do this and know his sleeping habits is Fu Yuhan.

Considerate is considerate, but I don't know why he is angry.

Wen Yu thought in his heart that it was nothing more than acid, didn't Fu Yuhan understand how exciting it was for him to put Yang Fan first in everything?

and--

Wen Yu tried to dial Fu Yuhan's phone number, but the other party didn't answer.

Look, he has a big temper.

What can I do, I still have to coax myself.

Wen Yu got up helplessly, opened the curtains and went to take a shower, thinking that he had suffered too much from eating so much vinegar.

Those two tears...if only shed for him.

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Yuhan brought a folding ladder over to help the female boss put a batch of goods into the overhead container.

At 2:15 p.m., Wen Yu packed up his things and drove away from the Xishan row house.

At 2:[-] in the afternoon, Fu Yuhan saw two missed calls on his phone, from Wen Yu, he thought about it, and decided to wait for someone to call again.

At 2:58 p.m., a large wave of customers came to the store, and Fu Yuhan received them alone.

At 3:05 p.m., Wen Yu parked his car in the community of Fu Yuhan's family and called him again, but he was not connected.

At 4:12 in the afternoon, Wen Yu put his dead mobile phone in the car to charge.

At 4:17 p.m., Fu Yuhan sent the last batch of guests away. After being free for a while, he saw dozens of missed calls. He was a little soft-hearted. He didn't expect to call back but heard the shutdown prompt.

At 4:[-] in the afternoon, Fu Yuhan helped the boss to bring in the tools outside the store and prepared to close the store.

……

Wen Yu wanted to coax people, but he didn't expect that he didn't find Fu Yuhan this afternoon.

Early the next morning, Yang Fan, who was struggling to get up, called Chu Lei three times, but the other party didn't answer. Thinking "it's true", he sent a message to the squad leader, and went to the West Railway Station by car alone.

It's not yet the new year, and the train station is still full of people, occasionally mixed with a group of young people in school uniforms carrying black painting bags and hand-held black painting boxes. For the first time, Yang Fan felt the scale of the "school examination army".

He was a little shocked, but it was not easy to find someone like this, so he called Fu Yuhan: "Hey, where are you?"

"On the way," Fu Yuhan's voice on the other end of the phone was as cold and calm as ever, "I'll be right there. Where are you?"

"I'm under the bell tower, or I'll wait for you here?"

"Okay." The other party quickly hung up the phone.

It was cold in the morning, and it snowed last night, and there was still thin ice with water on the ground, which was extremely slippery.

Yang Fan breathed into the palm of his hand, and prepared to buy three fried dumplings at the chain Chinese fast food restaurant that just opened next door.

It was only when he was looking at the menu that he realized that he knew Fu Yuhan's taste but didn't know what Wen Yu liked to eat. He seemed to have no taboos in his impression.

But Yang Fan likes to make everyone happy, so he made a special call to ask about the taste.

The first call, no one answered.

He was a little weird and hit a second one.

It wasn't until the third call was picked up by the other end, Wen Yu's voice was hoarse again: "Hello?"

"Hello?" Yang Fan was taken aback, "Wen Yu, do you have a cold?"

"No," the other party lowered his voice, and his voice became more normal, "It's so early...what's the matter?"

Yang Fan blinked: "...you didn't get up?"

"Yeah." Wen Yu was still a little puzzled, "Why do you get up so early, I live very close to the school, just go downstairs and turn a corner."

"..." Yang Fan said in astonishment, "But, isn't today Xiaohan's exam day? Aren't you coming to see him off?"

Wen Yu was also stunned: "...what?"

"Fuck, you don't know?" Yang Fan was stunned, "His car at 7:55 is going to a neighboring province, didn't he tell you?"

"...No." Wen Yu paused, "Which station?"

"West Railway Station."

"I'm coming here now, I should be able to catch up. You help me...keep him."

"Uh...Okay, okay." Yang Fan was stunned to hear the voice on the phone turned into a "beep-beep-beep" after hanging up, thinking that he really asked about the taste of breakfast at the right time.

But he still didn't know what Wen Yu was going to eat.

...Forget it, just buy it blindly.

Ten minutes later, he came out of the fast food restaurant and saw the skinny long-legged man under the clock tower.

Fu Yuhan was about to touch his phone when he saw Yang Fan heaving a sigh of relief and throwing the phone back into his coat pocket: "I thought you were going somewhere."

"I guess you didn't have breakfast," Yang Fan stuffed a bag of fried dumplings into his hand, "I just didn't eat either."

"Thank you." Fu Yuhan smiled lightly.

"But can you tell me," Yang Fan rolled his eyes and pretended to be ignorant, "Why did you come here alone, where is Brother Yu?"

Fu Yuhan's eyes flickered: "...I didn't tell him."

"Why?"

"I don't know," Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes, "Maybe he's still angry."

Yang Fan: "..."

When he asked Wen Yu, Wen Yu seemed to say "don't know".

Could these two be any more awkward?

"I had something to do yesterday. I didn't receive his call, and I couldn't get through when I dialed back." Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "I haven't found a chance to tell him. Forget it, anyway, it's just a drop-off. If you don't come, you won't get through." Come on... Chu Lei didn't get up either."

He had learned about Chu Lei's determination to get up from WeChat last night, and as expected, he hadn't seen him.

"He is a pig, but Wen Yu is not."

"Who said Wen Yu wasn't, if no one called him, he might have fallen asleep," Fu Yuhan laughed, "He still has the urge to wake up, so don't mess with him when he just wakes up."

Yang Fan blinked.

"Do I know the same Wen Yu as you?" He rolled his eyes and smiled, "And I just told him."

"...Huh?" Fu Yuhan was taken aback.

He was really surprised, surprised that Yang Fan clearly told Wen Yu why he still asked him that Wen Yu didn't come.

But... In theory, Yang Fan shouldn't know anything.

Yang Fan bit the fried dumplings in the packing box, covered his expression by lowering his eyes while eating, and pretended to be natural while eating, "I just wanted to ask him what kind of dumplings he ate... I thought you two had a fight. As a result, one told me that he didn’t know, and the other also told me that he didn’t know.”

Fu Yuhan opened his mouth, as if he had suddenly become dumb, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Then... did he say he would come?"

"Come on, I don't know if we can catch up." Yang Fan looked up at the big clock on the top of the clock tower, "There is still some time, shall we wait for him?"

"..." Fu Yuhan bit his lower lip, "What is there to wait for..."

Having said that, he didn't leave, and followed Yang Fan's example and ate the fried dumplings.

The nasal cavity is full of damp and cold air, and every time I breathe, it feels like ice has entered the lungs. In this morning, a hot and fragrant fried dumplings on the iron plate is really refreshing.

But Fu Yuhan ate a little absent-mindedly, frequently looking at the way he came.

The train station extends in all directions, and there are four or five roads to choose from from the direction of Wen Yu's house. Fu Yuhan guessed how Wen Yu came here, and kept looking back and forth between several intersections.

The ground is slippery, and the train station is not easy to park. It should be inconvenient to drive.

If he came by taxi and drove directly to the second floor, then he would probably run down from above.

Or the rubbing around... that's a bit out of character, I feel that Wen Yu can't do it.

He thought about it, and just finished a serving of fried dumplings.

The time is also approaching the departure time.

Fu Yuhan raised his eyes to look at the big clock, and said softly, "It feels like it's time to go up."

The waiting room is on the second floor of the station.

Yang Fan quickly typed a line on the phone screen, then looked up: "Go, I will accompany you up. Wait a little longer at the entrance?"

"Ah."