Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

"I have something to tell you, but..." Wen Yu said, and glanced in the direction of the entrance, "We can talk about it when you come back."

"Is there anything you can't say now?" Fu Yuhan looked strange.

"I want to say it in person," Wen Yu said, "I think you don't have time to listen now."

I really don't have time to listen, and even these few sentences are time forcibly taken out.

If he doesn't make another stop, it will be too late.

"But," Fu Yuhan clutched the paper bag, lifted the things hanging on his shoulders, and said hesitantly, "I won't go back to school until half a month later."

Wen Yu: "???"

He rolled his eyes.

"Then I'll go in first, bye." Fu Yuhan was inexplicably amused by the other party's expression, he pursed his lower lip, waved to Wen Yu and Yang Fan, and walked towards the entrance.

The tall and thin figure moved towards the queue inside the door, gradually blended into the crowd, and disappeared.

And Wen Yu's eyes were still staring.

Yang Fan glanced at him, and couldn't hold back his laughter for at least 5 minutes: "Hahahahahahahaha..."

Wen Yu turned around and raised his hand.

Yang Fan quickly covered his mouth, but there was still a gloating smile in his eyes.

"Forget it, I want to laugh myself." Wen Yu's brows relaxed, and he was suddenly discouraged, "I'll send him a message, you—"

Yang Fan: "I'm going back to school."

Wen Yu: "Shall I treat you to dinner?"

Look at each other.

Wen Yu: "Forget it."

Yang Fan: "I won't come back."

Wen Yu: "..."

Yang Fan: "..."

"Let's go," Wen Yu said speechlessly, "You can choose the store—thank you for helping me keep people."

"Then I want to choose an expensive one." Yang Fan took out his mobile phone and started searching.

Wen Yu also took out the phone, rubbed his nose, and thought about Fu Yuhan's dialog box for a long time, but in the end he didn't send the message.

The turmoil of the morning made him a little relieved.

Even... Fu Yuhan still puts Yang Fan first, and he doesn't seem to be able to do anything about it.

He was more afraid of not seeing him than jealousy.

However, what Wen Yu didn't expect was that when Yang Fan had chosen the restaurant and they got in the car to have a meal, Fu Yuhan sent a message back first.

Fu Yuhan: I'm in the car.

Fu Yuhan: Sorry, I didn't tell you on purpose.

Wen Yu felt that he might be a bit "hitting a snake with a stick", but his first reaction when he saw this news was "He apologized to me, can I tease him".

It's also cheap.

Wen Yu: What did you say?

Fu Yuhan: ...

Fu Yuhan: It's not that I didn't tell you about today's exam.

Wen Yu: Oh, then let me hear the reason?

Fu Yuhan: ...

This time Fu Yuhan was silent for 2 minutes, and finally sent an emoji of "Evil beast, eat my grandson!", which made Wen Yu laugh out loud.

He was still thinking wildly during the 2 minutes of silence whether Fu Yuhan was offended by him again, but he didn't expect that the other side was looking for emoticons.

"What did you see?" Yang Fan approached curiously, "Laughing like an idiot."

Wen Yu quickly dodged to the side, his movements were very agile.

"Xiao Han?" So Yang Fan understood, he clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head, "Oh, the boy is not allowed to stay..."

He looked out of the car window on the other side, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, my two good buddies are hooked up, and I will be lonely by myself from now on."

"Correction," Wen Yu corrected him while typing, "I haven't done it yet, and I'm working hard. Besides, as a senior who has left the group, you are really not qualified to say the word 'lonely'."

"Da Yu'er," Yang Fan turned around bitterly, "You are becoming less and less cute."

Wen Yuxin said that he was not cute in the first place.

He knew that he was a monster, the more beautiful it looked on the surface, the more hideous it would be when peeled off that layer of flesh.

He has a bad personality, is full of bad tastes, hates to follow the rules, and is addicted to the bottom line... All of this he only dared to attack in front of Fu Yuhan, and only Fu Yuhan would take the initiative to tell him, "be more real".

He's still afraid that showing off will scare people away.

But Fu Yuhan... Fu Yuhan...

Why is Xiaohan so cute.

Fu Yuhan: I wanted to tell you that night, but you...

Wen Yu knew what happened next.

Wen Yu: Well, about what happened that night, we will talk about it when you come back.

Wen Yu: But the exam time should be set in advance, right?

Obviously they met twice in the past three days, Fu Yuhan didn't tell him it was really unreasonable.

Fu Yuhan: Because

Two words were sent from the other side, Wen Yu propped his chin and waited.

The car drove to the intersection, met the red light, and stopped.

The signal light changed, and the car drove out facing the green light and turned to the next section of the less congested road.

Fu Yuhan never sent any text.

The painting box he was carrying was placed on the luggage rack above his head, and the painting bag containing the drawing board had to be placed in front of his knees against the backrest of the front seat. There was air conditioning in the car. Before he sat down, Fu Yuhan took off his long down jacket, Cover yourself like a quilt.

Then he took out the paper bag.

This dismantling craftsman machine has long been unavailable. When Wen Yu first gave it to him, he thought that the other party went somewhere and charged a high price for one.

I didn't expect it to be sticky by myself.

When giving it to him, Fu Yuhan was full of despair.

Received it again, but the mood is quite different.

If I had to say it, most of these changes were brought to him by Wen Yu.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up a little unconsciously, and the cashmere scarf wrapped around his neck carried the scent that the other party often had on him. Although the car was gradually leaving their city, Fu Yuhan still had an inexplicable feeling that Wen Yu was still there. illusion.

He carefully opened the plastic box and sucked out the soft cushion.

Wen Yu knew that his road was bumpy, so he stuffed a lot of foam sponges into it, and after pulling them away, he could see the whole picture of the disintegrated machine—the broken pieces were glued together carefully, and even some small fragments were not spared. He even filled the gap with other substitute materials, and apart from the cracks, the Gundam was no different from the new one.

It's just a "limited edition" that has been out of print. Even his mother doesn't care about it. Someone who understands his hobbies helps him cherish it.

Suddenly feeling a little sore in the eye sockets, Fu Yuhan pinched his palms hard.

He didn't want to cry on the high-speed rail, there were so many people around, in order to disperse the tears, he quickly stuffed the shock-absorbing stuffing back and took out the small box.

Wen Yu said that this was the "lucky star" he gave him.

Fu Yuhan didn't guess any more, he opened the box directly and saw a watch.

The dial is covered with stars, the strap is made of leather, and the temperament of the whole watch is subtly between "innocence" and "business", as if to match this immature age.

This is a "very expensive" gift with Wen Yu's temperament.

It is also a thoughtfully chosen gift.

Wen Yu expressed his sincerity in his own way, but Fu Yuhan could understand it.

He thought about the watch for a long time, took it out, put it on his wrist, and then took a photo and sent it back.

At this point, he finally thought of how to answer Wen Yu's question.

Treat the sincerity of others with sincerity——

Fu Yuhan: [Photo]

Fu Yuhan: Because if I tell you, you might want to send me to the station

Fu Yuhan: It seems that I must drag you here

Fu Yuhan: Just a little bit of that...

Fu Yuhan: Too aggressive?

Fu Yuhan: It may also be self-indulgent

Fu Yuhan: I just wanted to delay mentioning it for two days, but I didn't make it until the last night.

Fu Yuhan: I put on the watch, it looks great, thank you.

Fu Yuhan's meaning was very simple, he just didn't have the nerve to mention who knew it would drag the two of them into a quarrel, but the hidden meaning behind the words made Wen Yu's heart tremble.

So much so that he was stunned for a long time after seeing this string of news.

But if that's the case--

Wen Yu: As long as you like it.

Wen Yu: Then... why did you bring a can of stars that day?

Wen Yu: Are you going to give it to Yang Fan?Why did it burn again later?

Fu Yuhan: No, it's for myself.

Fu Yuhan: ...?Are you angry about that?

Wen Yu: I will tell you this when you come back.

Wen Yu: Answer my question first.

Fu Yuhan: ...

Fu Yuhan: I will answer your question after you answer me.

Wen Yu: ...

Wen Yu: Are you childish?

Fu Yuhan: ...?Who gave you the face to ask you such a question?

Wen Yu should be angry, but his mood is inexplicably up. Even Yang Fan chose a shopkeeper with an average of 200 yuan, but he couldn't affect his good mood.

But the moment he stepped into the store door, he suddenly thought of a question.

Wen Yu: But you won't come back until half a month?

Fu Yuhan: Yes

傅予寒：1号一轮考试，如果过了5号要来面试，然后3号、7号、10号、11号都有外地考试，13号有一场市内的考试。

Fu Yuhan: So I told the monitor that if I have time on the 13th, I might go back for evening self-study.

Wen Yu: ...

Hold.

Forget it, half a month, maybe half a month, Wen Yu thought gloomily, this day is a coincidence, coming back just to celebrate Valentine's Day.

While chatting casually with Fu Yuhan, he ate a luxurious "breakfast" with Yang Fan before returning to school.

When he returned to school, the third class was already in session, Wen Yu naturally called out "report" at the door, and returned to his seat with the strange eyes of the whole class.

Fu Yuhan asked for a long leave with justifiable reasons, and Yang Fan also greeted the monitor in advance, but Wen Yu—the unexpected situation this morning made him completely forget about asking for leave.

Unexcused absenteeism is a felony for students, not to mention that it is still the critical "Second Semester of Senior Three", and the "Countdown to College Entrance Examination" hanging at the back of the classroom is already struggling on the edge of triple digits.

After class, Wen Yu was called to the office by the head teacher.

"I asked you to be at the same table with Fu Yuhan because you told me that you would lead him upwards, not because I hope you will be led down by him." Zhou Wenkang sighed, "Besides, Fu Yuhan has indeed made progress now, and he himself is not doing it casually. You skipped class, why did you learn instead? Tell me, where did you go in the morning?"

Wen Yu pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Still laughing? What's so funny about that?" Zhou Wenkang frowned.

"I'm sorry, teacher." Wen Yu pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to pull the corners of his mouth down.

Wen Yu has received professional training in facial expression control, and generally won't laugh regardless of the occasion, unless he can't help it.

Who made Fu Yuhan's hidden meaning seem to coincide with his long-awaited expectation.

He is too immodest, Wen Yu thought.

"You are not here during class break, Director Yao already knows about it," Zhou Wenkang looked at him seriously, "Wen Yu, you are doing well in normal times, if there is a legitimate reason, I will go and intercede with Director Yao, I will make up a note for you, and this matter will be over. Otherwise, I heard Director Yao mean to contact your parents."

Ziming?

If Wen Ziming found out that he was absent from class, he would probably fly into a rage, and even threaten him to take back the car that was sent to him just now——

He should be afraid, Wen Yu thought, but he couldn't feel any fear in his heart.

Maybe it was the courage Fu Yuhan gave him.

Fu Yuhan didn't do anything, but told him to "be more real", while living a real and willful life.

He likes to see Fu Yuhan like this, and likes the other person to express "it's no big deal to be self-willed" with his own actions. Just by looking at him, he has endless courage.

"I want to say that I went to see Fu Yuhan off in the morning," Wen Yu said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, do you believe it?"

Zhou Wenkang frowned even tighter: "He went to the exam, it's not that he won't be able to see him at another school, why did he have to send you to the station? Don't use him as a shield——"

How could he use Fu Yuhan as a shield.

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Then you send me to Director Yao."

"You have to be punished to be happy?" Zhou Wenkang was speechless, trying to guess his motives, "Are you in love? Accompanied by your girlfriend? Or is it a limited edition game that will be released today?"

Zhou Wenkang understands that the high school boys need to hide the teacher's demands on this point.

It's a pity that none of them were scored.

Wen Yu heard the phrase "I'm in love", and his smile deepened: "I'm telling the truth, Mr. Zhou, I really just came back from the train station."

"I can believe this reason, but your director Yao may not be." Zhou Wenkang sighed, "Let's go, I will take you to the student office, and you can explain to Director Yao."

The high-speed rail runs fast, and it takes only two hours to get to the capital of the neighboring province.

Fu Yuhan leaned against the car window to sleep, and heard an elegant female voice on the radio announcing the stop: "The stop ahead is..."

Before you know it, it's almost here.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and Fu Yuhan's long eyelashes that looked like a small fan trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

He thought it was Wen Yu who said something to him again, but he never thought that it was Xu Qianyi who sent the message.

Xu Qianyi: Do you know why Wen Yu skipped class in the morning?

Fu Yuhan sent a question mark over.

Fu Yuhan: Cutting class?Did he not ask for leave?

Xu Qianyi: No.

Xu Qianyi: And because the big break was changed to running, he was taken away by Lao Yao after he came back.

Fu Yuhan: ...

Xu Qianyi: So is it related to you?

Fu Yuhan: He came to see me off.

Xu Qianyi: ...Huh?

Xu Qianyi: Grass, the legends of the rivers and lakes are actually true.

Fu Yuhan:?

Xu Qianyi: Because this reason is so common that Lao Yao does not believe it is true.

Xu Qianyi: Oh, it's okay, I'll go to Lao Yao's place to prove it to Wen Yu.

Fu Yuhan: Okay, thank you.

Xu Qianyi:?I'll prove it to Wen Yu, why are you thanking me?

Fu Yuhan: "..."

He doesn't want to go back.

Speaking of which, this incident happened because of him. If he hadn't been too embarrassed to tell Wen Yu the exam time in time, there wouldn't be the following series of incidents.

What surprised him even more was that, with Wen Yu's "rule-abiding" level, he didn't ask the class teacher for leave in advance this morning.You must know that although this person has not been so serious recently, he is also a standard good student who only comes out to play basketball in physical education class.

The power of tutoring cannot be ignored. No matter how "wild" Wen Yu is, there is still a principle hanging in his bones.

Fu Yuhan: Is it convenient for me to send a message to Brother Yu now?

Xu Qianyi: Don't you?I'll tell you when he's all right, I'll go to the student office first.

Fu Yuhan: Good.

Fu Yuhan tapped on the screen of his phone, feeling suddenly mixed feelings in his heart.

He was so touched at once that he almost couldn't bear it.

Wen Yu's absenteeism caused a small-scale disturbance in the sixth class—for no other reason, the gods stepped down from the altar.

When Fu Yuhan opened the class group, he saw that they made up [-] versions of lace stories for the reasons for absenteeism, so no one guessed him.

Also absolutely.

Fu Yuhan was worried about Wen Yu, and was not interested in chatting with this group of people. After looking around, he found no useful information, so he quickly closed the class group, and asked Xu Qianyi how she knew.

Xu Qianyi said that she met Director Yao on the road and was arrested by him to ask, otherwise she would not have asked Fu Yuhan about it.

She had a good time with the school leaders, and the teachers used to ask her for information.

Director Yao, as the school's "Student Disciplinary Chief", is actually not a very rigid person. He doesn't believe the reason given by Wen Yu, but he also has a ten-thousandth hope, and he is unwilling to beat the students to death with a stick. lie.

When he asked Xu Qianyi, the carefree girl asked him back: "Director, how would I know?"

"I just want you to ask," Director Yao said, "Don't think that I don't know that you all carry your mobile phones privately!"

The well-behaved boy smiled from the sidelines, laughing like flowers blooming in the twelfth lunar month and full of spring.

Director Yao rubbed between his brows, feeling a little sympathetic to his growing hairline: "Do you like Xu Qianyi?"

Wen Yu was taken aback: "How could that be?"

"Then why are you laughing like this?" Director Yao looked at him, "I understand that young people are full of enthusiasm, but you can't delay your studies. After the college entrance examination, you love to fall in love and fall in love, no one will care about you."

His love is not a matter of "passing the college entrance examination".

Wen Yu restrained his smile a little, and explained patiently: "But director, I really have no idea about Xu Qianyi. I just thought of something interesting—and, my grades shouldn't be delayed, right?"

Director Yao: "..."

This is true, ever since Wen Yu transferred from another school, the first grade in the third grade has never been easy.

Zhou Wenkang reminded him in a low voice: "Director, Wen Yu will represent the school in the finals in a while."

Director Yao was even more speechless.

Xu Qianyi came back after a while and knocked on the office door.Her rules are only kept until before entering the door, and she has a familiar tone as soon as she enters: "Director, I asked, Wen Yu did go to the station in the morning."

"..." Director Yao was amazed, "You two have such a good relationship, why would you rather skip class and send it?"

Wen Yu pursed his lips to suppress a smile: "Yes."

"No, Xu Qianyi, give me Fu Yuhan's number, and I'll ask him personally." Director Yao stretched out his hand.

Xu Qianyi glanced at him suspiciously: "You won't accept my mobile phone?"

"No, just don't take it out in class." Director Yao glared at her.

"Oh," Xu Qianyi touched her pocket, "Then I'll just dial this number for you, so that Fu Yuhan won't be angry when he turns around and refuses to answer you when he sees an unfamiliar number."

Director Yao: "..."

Today's students have so many ideas, it's too difficult to manage!

Fu Yuhan just got off the bus with his big and small bags, and was on the platform. Fortunately, he had been paying attention to the movement of his mobile phone, and he picked up the phone after a while: "Hello, Xu Qianyi?"

"Fu Yuhan?"

"Uh, Director Yao?" Fu Yuhan was taken aback.

"Yes, it's me. I'm here to find out about the situation."

The situation is very simple, Fu Yuhan said it exactly.

It's amazing, maybe it's because Fu Yuhan doesn't care much about the rules, commonly known as "thick-skinned", but Director Yao really believes what he says.

Now that it is confirmed that Wen Yu is not lying, this matter is big or small, Director Yao weighed it in his heart and decided to let him go.

In this way, he breathed a sigh of relief, and expressed his condolences to Fu Yuhan in a friendly manner.

Wen Yu's eyes have been chasing Director Yao's figure since the call was connected, and he couldn't help chuckling when he heard that Fu Yuhan had arrived at the station safely.

Xu Qianyi at the side glanced at him: "You two really have a good relationship, don't you?"

"Huh?" Wen Yu looked at her, "Huh, what?"

"It's okay." Xu Qianyi shook her head, suppressing the strange intuition in her heart.

After explaining clearly, the matter passed like this. Director Yao was merciful and did not call to inform the parents.

But he still asked Wen Yu to write a self-criticism.

Wen Yu originally wanted to write it himself, but thinking about Fu Yuhan made him feel itchy, so he made a video call with Fu Yuhan that night to complain.

"Then let me write it for you." Fu Yuhan watched the video, "Anyway, I'm fine right now."

His background is white, with a faint light shining from his right side.

Wen Yu couldn't see where it was: "Where are you?"

"Express hotel." Fu Yuhan said as he turned his phone and showed Wen Yu the situation around him.

He sat on a bay window, with the dark night on the left and the room on the right.

This is a standard room, there is a toilet and bathroom surrounded by frosted glass at the entrance, and there are two beds in the room.

Wen Yu keenly saw the traces of the quilts on the two beds: "Is there someone else in your room?"

"Ah, I shared a room with a studiomate." Fu Yuhan licked his lower lip, "Let's save some money."

"..."

Wen Yu, who had just secretly decided not to be jealous in the future, narrowed his eyes again.

Before he could speak, Fu Yuhan suddenly looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "My roommate is not here now, let me tell you, it's not that I want to save money, I have to live outside for half a month, and someone can share a room with me." It saves a lot; the second reason is... this classmate’s family is difficult, but there are not many boys in our studio, except for him, I am the only one who applied for T University, and I will not share a room with him, because his financial pressure is too great.”

Fu Yuhan paused as he spoke, and added: "...he's a straight man, it's fine."

Wen Yu was silent for a moment, then said word by word: "The bathroom is made of glass."

"Frosted glass, bro." Fu Yuhan glared at him, "All the fast hotels are like this these days, and there's no choice. Besides, I..." His voice dropped, his eyes drifted out of the window, "...I'm not Passionate about everyone."

"I didn't mean you—" Wen Yu bit his lower lip, and forced himself to suppress his anger for no reason, "Then you don't like people watching you change your clothes?"

During the sports meeting, I was evasive when I changed my shirt, but now I have to take a shower in front of a stranger.

Wen Yu was not happy thinking about it.

Due to the speed of the network, the video screen was a little bit stuck, and it happened to be stuck on Wen Yu's barely visible white eyes for a second.

No matter how handsome he is, he would discount it, but Fu Yuhan couldn't dislike him.

"My roommate went to have supper nearby with the candidate I just met today." Fu Yuhan said helplessly, "Then I'll go take a shower now, okay? He probably won't come back."

"Okay," Wen Yu nodded in agreement, "Then you call me after washing?"

"I'll write the review for you after washing, and I'll talk after I'm done." Fu Yuhan licked his lower lip, "What's the big deal? I can draw your face with my eyes closed."

"Then you draw." Wen Yu said.

Fu Yuhan's lips moved slightly, and he hung up the phone.

Who said I haven't painted before, he thought to himself.

He didn't pay too much attention to the matter of the same room at first, but when Wen Yu said it, he felt awkward, so he went into the bathroom and took a shower quickly.After washing, he sent a message to Wen Yu, then sat on the bay window and began to write a review.

Reviews are commonplace for Fu Yuhan. At the beginning, he can write a hundred words when the weather is fine, and then he writes what happened.

After finishing writing, he took a picture of the content and sent it to Wen Yu for his convenience.

Then I opened my sketchbook.

He should hurry up and do more practice for the exam the next day, but he couldn't draw anything with the pen in his hand.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Yuhan took out another sketchbook, turned to the latest page, and wrote a few words in the upper left corner.

——September 1.

——Then, with a light movement of the pen tip, he drew a corner of the bustling station on the white sketch paper.

The art test is in the deep winter.

It is cold and usually lonely. The companions you meet on the road usually only have a noon friendship, and some last only two or three days. After the exam, they will fall apart and part ways.

The mobile phone in the pocket has become the only concern of the students, some are connected to their parents, some are connected to their lovers, and some are connected to their friends.

While waiting for the results of the initial test, Fu Yuhan wandered around the city casually.

Every intersection can become a holy place for sketching. When painting, he is not afraid of being surrounded by people, because he focuses all his attention on the paper.

In addition to sketching, he tried to travel to some places, from famous to not famous, he tried the snacks on the road, and chatted with the owner of the delicious shop when he met the delicious shop. It looks like a good specialty product, and I plan to take it back for Wen Yu to try.

It is true that this is an era when online shopping can buy 80% of the goods, and Master Wen is not so ignorant, but he still insists on doing some very meaningless and very happy things.

Every night, Fu Yuhan would set aside time to chat with Wen Yu, sometimes it was voice, and he would make video calls if it was convenient, and he would send messages intermittently during the day.

He takes classes in No.[-] Middle School.

He is traveling in different places.

No one brought up the previous conflicts, this was their short-term tacit understanding, which was only limited to this half a month.

A few days later, the results of the initial test came out, and Fu Yuhan successfully entered the interview.After taking the interview, he has to go to the next city because of other "guaranteed" school exams.

Until half a month later——

He finally returned home by car in the middle of the night on the 12th. He arrived too late and had to get up early for the exam the next day. Fu Yuhan didn't go to Wen Yu, took a shower at home and fell asleep.

One day after the exam, it was almost dinner time, Fu Yuhan calculated the drive back to school, thinking that he should be able to catch up with the evening self-study.

It was only half a month apart, and even when there were video calls at both ends of the three days, he actually wanted to see Wen Yu for a moment.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. A few seconds after the phone was turned on, he received a text message reminder, showing that Uncle Qin had called him while he was shutting down.

Uncle Qin is a stranger to him.

They also abide by the standard of politeness at home. If there is nothing wrong, they rarely disturb each other. If Uncle Qin calls him, there must be something important.

Fu Yuhan thought about it and called back.

"Hello? Uncle Qin, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Han? Wait a minute." There were footsteps on the other end of the phone, and Uncle Qin seemed to have moved to a quiet place before picking up the phone again, "Are you free tonight?"

"……Um?"

"It's inconvenient for Fang to come to the hospital for a night."

Fu Yuhan blinked.

Wen Yu...

"Yes, yes," he pursed his lower lip, "isn't it convenient for you and mom?"

"I've been watching all day today, your mother...she..." Uncle Qin hesitated for a while, then sighed, "She's sick."

"What's wrong? Is it serious?"

"...It's not serious, but the doctor asked her to rest for two days." Uncle Qin said, "I will find a nurse. You can come to help me tonight, just tonight, and I won't disturb your review later."

"Uh, it's okay," Fu Yuhan said, "I'll just go."

Putting down the phone, he sighed softly.

It seems that we can only see Wen Yu the next day.

Wen Yu knew about his exam arrangements, and had been looking forward to meeting tonight, but he didn't expect to receive a message from Fu Yuhan after school in the afternoon, "Uncle Qin asked me to go to the hospital to help tonight, and I might not be able to go back to school."

Regrets are regrets, he is not a vexatious person, just strange.

Wen Yu: Didn't they stop asking you to go to the hospital before?

Fu Yuhan: He heard that my mother was ill, so he said he would let me help for the night, and he would find a nurse later.

Wen Yu: All right.

Wen Yu: What's wrong with your mother? Is it serious?

Fu Yuhan: I don't know, he didn't say.

Wen Yu: Well, okay, so you come early tomorrow?

Fu Yuhan: What are you doing?

Wen Yu: I have something to tell you, otherwise?

Fu Yuhan: ...Oh.

Fu Yuhan's eyes flickered when he received the news.

The tacit understanding between the two of them who only talked about Fengyue seems to be broken.

After half a month of rushing for the exam, that kind of physical exhaustion seemed to cure Fu Yuhan's light sleep that he naturally woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning every morning. Wen Yu said it was to let him arrive at school early, but Fu Yuhan didn't wake up until 6 o'clock in a daze.

Although 6 o'clock is not too late...

He felt a little guilty, and went out the door with an easel and painting bag on his back.

It was only 6:[-] when we arrived at the school, but when Fu Yuhan didn't expect, there were already seven or eight people sitting in the sixth class classroom.

Wen Yu was there, Sun Wenrui was there, Chen Mengxian was there, Ge Ran was there, Xu Qianyi was there, and there was another low-key couple who had been secretly dating for more than a year.

The empty seats also showed signs of being moved, as if a few people had left the classroom after arriving at the school.

"What's the matter, there are so many people today?" Fu Yuhan read aloud, and walked to his seat with his things on his back.

Wen Yu hasn't seen him alive for half a month. Although his expression is calm, his eyes have already followed him: "Why did you bring these things? Didn't you just finish the exam?"

"You can't be at home either," Fu Yuhan said in a low voice, "My mother will see everything later and it will all be over."

Wen Yu smiled: "Then let me go to my house tonight?"

"Yeah." Fu Yuhan nodded, "I'll take it to the university directly after the summer vacation."

"it is good."

Fu Yuhan put the things on the space between the back of his seat and the cabinet air conditioner, sat back and looked at Wen Yu: "Okay, I'm here, what do you want to say?"

"I……"

Wen Yu just said a word.

In the middle of the classroom, Ge Ran stood up and said in a low but clear voice, "Brother Fu."

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan raised his eyes.

Wen Yu followed and turned his head.

"I have something to tell you," she said firmly, "can you come out for a while?"

"...Ah." Fu Yuhan glanced at Wen Yu.

It can be seen with the naked eye that what Wen Yu has to say will not be short.

If Ge Ran was made to wait, it might take a long time.

But he couldn't leave Wen Yu alone, so he could only ask for his opinion.

Wen Yu's eyes darkened: "Do you remember what we said?"

"What?" Fu Yuhan didn't know what he was talking about.

"... Forget it," Wen Yu felt that he seemed too suspicious, "You go first, we can speak slowly."

"it is good."

Fu Yuhan felt the same way, so he stood up and asked Ge Ran, "Where are you going?"

"Just in the corridor." Ge Ran walked outside.

She walked out from the back door and stopped until she reached the back of the classroom.

There is a vertical corridor outside the back door of Class [-], which is connected to the teaching building on the other side, forming a T-shape. Many people like to talk there.

Fu Yuhan didn't think much, walked over with his pockets in his pocket, and said lazily, "What do you want to say?"

Ge Ran turned around and looked at him.

She stared at it for a while, then smiled: "Happy Valentine's Day."

Fu Yuhan opened his mouth.

Fuck, today is Valentine's Day?

The half-month exam had made him dizzy, and he hadn't even thought of the existence of such a day.

Then he... seemed to understand what Ge Ran was going to tell him.

"I know it's impossible, so I want to tell you on this special day before graduation." Although Ge Ran was smiling, his eyes seemed to be crying, "I, actually... have liked you for a long time."

Fu Yuhan pursed his lower lip and gave a soft "um".

"You don't seem too surprised?"

"Because I said it boldly, there are many people who like me in school." Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes.

He always looks a little cold when his face is expressionless, which makes him look very distant.

Ge Ran thought, this might be the reason why she couldn't walk to him.

"Don't feel ashamed," she nodded, "it's the truth."

"Others don't mind." Fu Yuhan cast his eyes into the distance, the high school building opposite was still dark, he could look at those empty classrooms and remembered how many girls in the high school had chased him, "You are the monitor of our class, the people in the class I like you very much."

Ge Ran smiled.

"It may not be obvious, but I like Class [-] very much." Fu Yuhan turned his eyes back and stared down at the teary girl, "I respect you, so I want to say..."

Ge Ran raised his eyes.

"Squad leader, the biggest reason why I have no idea about you is because...you are a girl."

Ge Ran was slightly surprised.

Fu Yuhan looked at her, and said seriously and softly, word by word: "I'm gay."

Ge Ran: "..."

She originally just wanted not to regret her high school career, but she didn't expect to hear such a big secret.

What surprised Ge Ran was nothing else, but after Fu Yuhan finished saying that, Wen Yu suddenly strode out from the corner, grabbed Fu Yuhan's arm and pulled him into the stairwell.

Ge Ran hurried to catch up and shouted down the stairwell: "Hello!"

"Let's study early and ask for leave!" Wen Yu yelled upwards.

Ge Ran: "..."

shit.

Wen Yu pulled him so hard that Fu Yuhan's arm hurt: "Slow down...where are you going?"

"Empty building." Wen Yu only dropped two words.

He walked so fast that Fu Yuhan could only keep up with him: "I know the way to the empty building... Can you calm down, what did I say wrong?"

In the early morning, the campus was covered with a layer of white mist, and some students who got up early were jogging on the playground.

The fact that someone came to the playground didn't attract the attention of other people at first, but it's a pity that the movement between the two of them was too loud, and the two faces were too recognizable.

"Damn it? The two bosses in class six finally can't hold back and want to fight?" The melon-eaters who were jogging stopped in shock, watching the transfer students drag their well-known school bully from the third middle school into the empty building , gone.

"You can let go...it hurts!!" Fu Yuhan was speechless, "What are you doing? Tell me to come to Konglou, can I not follow you?"