Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Snapped.

Wen Yu threw another piece of clothing into the box and unknowingly piled it into a messy pile.

Fu Yuhan couldn't see it, sighed, and went over to help him fold the clothes one by one, and put them in the suitcase.

"They say I'll do it later." Wen Yu muttered, "It seems like I'm ordering you."

"I'm happy, that's fine." Fu Yuhan looked at him helplessly, "Where are you going to escape to?"

"Who knows, there are so many people in the address book, there will always be one or two who can take us in?" Wen Yu said, "Go out and hide for two days, so that Wen Ziming won't come to the door."

Although the lock has been changed, if Wen Ziming really came to find him in person, it would be a bit troublesome.

Fu Yuhan let out a "huh".

"Do you want to go home and pack something?" Wen Yu turned to him and asked.

During this period of time, Fu Yuhan lived here, and when he was short of clothes, Wen Yu would just stuff his own clothes for him to wear, and he didn't bring a few of his own clothes.

Wen Yu likes this. Seeing Fu Yuhan wear his clothes and use the same body wash and laundry detergent, his whole body gradually acquires the same smell as him, and the vaguely morbid possessive desire in his heart can be strangely satisfied.

"Tomorrow then," Fu Yuhan didn't object, "but I don't have anything to take either."

"Yeah." Wen Yu nodded, and said solemnly, "It's more like elopement if we all bring something."

"..."

Fu Yuhan couldn't hold back, tilted his head and let out a low laugh: "Why are you so funny?"

At the end of winter, there is a icy wind howling outside the window.

In the warm room, illuminated by the warm yellow bedside lamp, he squatted on the ground with his legs crossed, wearing the most common house clothes, laughing in a low voice.

Wen Yu's anger aroused by Wen Ziming dissipated completely, and his heart couldn't be weaker.He lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Hey, Xiaohan."

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan raised his head.

"When did you go to see me just now?"

"Go home and have dinner." Fu Yuhan paused, his voice became very soft, as if he was embarrassed, "...because I think you may need me."

Wen Yu laughed: "Why are you so smart?"

"It's just intuition, besides..." Fu Yuhan glanced at him, "That time when Yong Rong gave me medicine... Didn't you come to save me too?"

"right."

Not to mention that Wen Yu almost forgot about it, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled silently.

"I seem to have liked you back then... Tsk, I'm such a dishonest person."

Fu Yuhan laughed again.

Wen Yu has really changed a lot, and he has also changed a lot.

The weather forecast is for tomorrow to be sunny and the temperature will be much higher than today.

It's March.

The winter jasmine is accumulating the power to bloom.

Wen Yu's cell phone was almost blown up by the angry Wen Ziming, so he had no choice but to turn it off.

But in order to find a place to hide, the next day at school, he took Fu Yuhan's mobile phone to the empty toilet to call his fourth brother.

Among their group of friends, Fu Yuhan only had the contact information of his fourth brother.

"Hello, Fu Yuhan? Why are you calling me today... Is there something wrong?"

The phone rang for half a minute.A somewhat vague voice sounded from the other end, and the fourth brother seemed to have just woken up.

Wen Yu shouted, "Fourth brother."

"...Xiaoqi?" The fourth brother was stunned, "Why are you, can't you make calls on your own mobile phone?"

"I had a quarrel with my dad, and I turned off the phone because it was annoying." Wen Yu's voice paused, "Fourth Brother, please ask them for me...Who can take us in for a while?"

"Ah?" The fourth brother didn't understand, "What happened to you?"

Except for Fu Yuhan, he didn't tell anyone about Wen Yu's family affairs, but his long-time friends more or less knew that he had a bad relationship with his family.

This time Wen Yu didn't go into details, he just said that he had an argument with his father, that he didn't want to affect his senior year review, and needed to find a place to transition for a while.

That sounds like a valid reason.

"It's not a big problem, I can find you a place to live no matter what," the fourth brother said, paused, and his tone suddenly became a little weird, "...but why are there two people?"

"Ah, because," Wen Yu's tone was very natural, as if he was discussing today's weather with his fourth brother, "I'm with Xiao Han."

Fourth brother: "..."

There was silence for about half a minute.

Just when Wen Yu wondered if the fourth brother was going to say something like "someone on my side is also interested in Fu Yuhan", the fourth brother's voice finally resounded from the receiver: "Sure enough, I said you kid watched Fu Yuhan." strange."

Wen Yu was taken aback: "Was it so obvious to me before?"

"Yeah, they don't know if they haven't met Fu Yuhan before, but I have! The way your kid usually looks at him... Tsk tsk, I get goosebumps just thinking about it! It's so fucking nasty!" said the fourth brother, "Didn't you say you had someone you liked when we got together last time? I guessed it."

"... Oh." Wen Yu smiled, "If you guess it, you guess it."

"..."

"how?"

"Are you really Xiao Qi?" The fourth brother asked suspiciously, "Didn't you be pierced by someone's soul?"

"If you don't hate you, why are you still itchy all over, don't be so angry, fourth brother." Wen Yu laughed, "Let's talk peacefully, and help me find a place to live-let's say it first, your workplace is not good, really It's too narrow."

"..."

This time there was a minute of silence.

In the end, the fourth brother cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, the power of love is really great."

It can turn a psychopath into a normal person.

In the past, this sentence should at least be something like "Your crappy workshop is not good, when did I suffer from this kind of hardship, my lord?"

Most of their group of friends already had their own businesses, and it was not difficult to provide a temporary place to live. On the contrary, they were more interested in Wen Yu's love life.The fourth child hung up the phone and told the big guys about the matter, and everyone expressed their desire to hear gossip.

However, listening to gossip also has to pay attention to a first-come, first-served basis——

Among them, the one with the most private land was the boss who opened two bars and had his own small building. When Chen Feifei heard about it, he directly asked the fourth brother for Fu Yuhan's number, and contacted Wen Yu to let them go there at night.

"It turns out that the owner of the bar last time was also played with you." Fu Yuhan stretched his neck to watch him chatting in the pocket of the table.

"Boss Chen is the oldest, so he is called the boss." Wen Yu explained to him, "The seven of us are ranked according to age, and I am the youngest."

"Hey, Brother Yu," Fu Yuhan said suddenly, "Do you know who the last person named 'Xiao Qi' was?"

"Who?"

"It's the one from the Seven Fairies."

"..." Wen Yu looked up, speechless, "Fu Yuhan, are you courting death?"

"No, I'm looking for fuck."

Wen Yu: "..."

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"I suddenly had a brain convulsion just now, so don't talk to me." Fu Yuhan pointed at him, and said seriously, "It's agreed to take the college entrance examination first... Don't think about it in broad daylight."

"...Who speaks yellow accent first in broad daylight?" Wen Yu couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered through gritted teeth, "You fucking wait for me after the college entrance examination."

After finalizing the place to live and saying something wrong, Fu Yuhan curled his lips, quickly retracted his head, took out the five-three and started to do the questions.

The second mock exam is this Friday, and their review time is very tight.

On the contrary, Wen Yu, who had always entered the learning state quickly, was so excited by his words that he didn't read the book for a long time.

He stared at Fu Yuhan's sideways face intently for a long time, thinking depressingly, this man is really too much.

How long has he held back, and he actually has the heart to tease him like this.

Obviously, Wen Ziming is not a person willing to be challenged.

Even though the company's affairs are "every day", he still took time out of his busy schedule to call Director Yan of the Academic Affairs Office.

The reason why I knew this was because when the third class was over, Wen Yu was called to the office by the head teacher.

"Wen Yu," an excellent and thoughtful student is the most difficult to lead when rebellious, Zhou Wenkang looked at him and sighed, "I heard...you ran away from home?"

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows: "Did my dad sue the school?"

"Your father hopes that the school will give you some ideological education," Zhou Wenkang said. "As your class teacher, I need to find out about the situation. Anyway, even if you are an adult, you are still a senior in high school. Things are not going well."

"But I didn't run away from home. I live near the school. Yesterday he asked me to go back to live with him, but I didn't agree." Wen Yu said calmly, "Mr. Zhou, my dad is a very controlling person. I feel that living by myself is more conducive for me to concentrate on reviewing instead of dealing with him; besides, I have always lived by myself since I transferred to the third middle school from the third year of high school, and this will not affect my grades."

"But you won't move back..."

"Yes," Wen Yu interrupted him, and said word by word, "If I listen to my father and move back to live, my grades will definitely plummet."

He put the accent on the word "surely".

This was an obvious threat, and Zhou Wenkang couldn't help frowning: "Wen Yu, even if you have conflicts with your parents, you shouldn't make fun of your grades. The third year of high school is very important."

"Yesterday, Director Yan was still asking me for a walk-in." Wen Yu said suddenly.

The recommendation quota has been discussed since the end of last semester, and it is time to determine it at the beginning of the new semester.

Due to emotion and reason, Wen Yu just won a heavyweight competition award for the No. [-] Middle School, and won the first place in all grades since he transferred to another school. It seems that he should be given a place.

You can't choose a school for recommendation, it's purely a "seller's market", Wen Yu doesn't think it's interesting.

"I don't want to be recommended, I plan to take the college entrance examination." He looked at the teacher in charge, and said lightly and seriously, "What will happen to the final score, and whether the school's heavy duty rate can be increased by one-thousandth depends on my performance in the exam. How about it—and me, if I live with my dad, my state will definitely be affected, Mr. Zhou."

After wearing the mantle of a good student for so many years, he knows all too well what a school values.

It takes seven inches to hit a snake.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, vaguely feeling that he had a chance to win.

This is where the top student is difficult - he has good grades, but the teacher can't do anything about him.

In the end, Zhou Wenkang couldn't say anything substantive, so he tried to persuade him with a few words such as "don't be too extreme" and "don't do things that affect yourself", so he sent him back to class first.

But Wen Yu knew it wasn't over yet.

The head teacher is just the vanguard, no matter how you say it, there will definitely be the head of the Academic Affairs Office waiting for him.

So after he went back, when Fu Yuhan asked about his condition, he asked an irrelevant question.

"Xiao Han," he said, "How much do you think you can score in the second-model test?"

"Between 500 and 550?" Fu Yuhan was a little confused, "Why are you asking this?"

"Is the 50-point range a bit big?"

"According to the difficulty of the recent in-class exam... about 530?"

"Well, okay." Wen Yu nodded.

"...What exactly are you going to do?"

"It's okay," Wen Yu smiled, "I'll just ask - the head teacher didn't say anything just now, it's just that my dad has found the school, and he has to come and talk to me."

He was vague, and Fu Yuhan was slightly upset seeing that he didn't want to say more.

This kind of discomfort was quickly driven out of my mind by the test papers handed out in the fourth class-the life of the third year of high school was spent in a sea of ​​uninterrupted questions.

After finishing a set of test papers, it was already time for lunch, so no one would remember the content of the previous conversation.

One day just passed by.

Wen Yu was very interested in the topic of "elopement". As soon as school was over, he urged Fu Yuhan to go home and pack his things.

The two of them looked at the surrounding vehicles like thieves, while sneaking into Wen Yu's house to get his luggage; after they got out, they went to Fu Yuhan's house together.

Fu Yuhan found out his suitcase that he hadn't used for many years, grabbed some clothes that he often wore, stuffed them in, and packed them.After that, the two dragged their boxes to the entrance of the community to take a taxi.

The boss is at home today, which is the uniquely decorated "second floor of the bar" that Fu Yuhan once visited.

Different from the night, the bar door was closed during the day, and the surrounding area was very quiet. When the two got out of the car, Wen Yu called the boss. Not long after, a tall man came out from the small door to welcome them in— —It's the boss' boyfriend.

"Are you here?" The man gave Fu Yuhan a friendly smile and came to help them carry their suitcases, "Let's go up and talk about it."

Fu Yuhan had two boxes in his hands, and only passed one over.

"Why do you carry so many things, we have everything here?" When going upstairs, the man asked.

Fu Yu said in a cold voice, "Then you have to ask him."

Just kidding, the young master Wen Yu actually sorted out three large suitcases at a time by "running away", which made Fu Yuhan want to vomit blood.

"I didn't know, there are so many things to think about, they are all necessities, and I have to take them with me." Wen Yu himself felt wronged.

The man answered: "Just get used to it, Xiaoqi's life is exquisite."

Fu Yuhan twitched the corner of his mouth.

He can only get used to it - the boyfriend he chooses, no matter what, shouldn't he be pampered?

During the day, the living room with a strong style did not turn on the lights, and it looked a bit lonely; the man took them in and opened one of the doors: "I live in the master bedroom upstairs with Fei Fei. This room is empty and has been cleaned in advance. .If you need anything, tell me again.”

Speaking of this, the man's voice paused, and then said, "Fan Fei will come down in a while, and said that he needs to find...Xiao Qi."

"Me?" Wen Yu was looking at the room, and he was taken aback when he heard this, "Why do you want me?"

"Then how do I know." The man rolled his eyelids upwards and shrugged helplessly, "He has big ideas—you have to ask him."

The author has something to say: people are out of town these days, and there are more updates every day, and it is even more powerless, sorry.