Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

"Haha...haha..."

The two ran for a long distance in one breath, and hid in the high school teaching building, which is a thousand miles away from the playground, before stopping.On the day of cleaning in the third year of senior high school, there was still class in the first year of senior high school. The two of them squeezed together in the empty aisle to catch their breath. When they accidentally met their eyes, they laughed together.

"Aren't we going back to the classroom?" Wen Yu asked him.

"Old Yao is angry, but maybe he will go back to the classroom and arrest us. Anyway, the cleaning is done," Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "Parents are coming one after another, right? Is your aunt Fang here? Do you need to pick her up?"

Wen Yu's face suddenly became a little subtle: "She hasn't contacted me yet."

He also... didn't take the initiative to contact her.

"Calling 'Mom' can kill you." Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes and smiled twice, without embarrassing him, put his hands in his pockets, and shook his head, "Then go, accompany me to buy a bottle of water."

"Ah, by the way, don't you have time to go out for dinner today?" Wen Yu said and followed him, "Then I'm going to buy a bowl of instant noodles."

"Young master, is he descending to the mortal world? Why are you starting to eat instant noodles?"

"No, two days ago, I saw two kinds of noodles added to the canteen that I hadn't seen before. They seemed very good. I want to try..."

The things that can make young people feel fresh are naturally new for Fu Yuhan, and he was a little more looking forward to the shabby shop in the school that was less than [-] square meters. Bowl of Cheesy Pasta.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"Brother," he felt a little headache, "do you know how many years these two noodles have been out?"

It's nothing more than that the school canteen didn't buy it before.

The price of this kind of noodles is higher than ordinary instant noodles, and the portion is not big. One bowl is not enough for a meal of one and a half adults.

"I haven't tried it before." Wen Yu said, "What I haven't eaten before is a new taste. Is there any problem?"

Fu Yuhan: "..."

No, please.

Fu Yuhan made a "please" gesture to him, signaling him to use the microwave oven in the store.

Wen Yu took a bowl of each of the two flavors. After paying the bill, he opened the first bowl to see the portion, and then went back to get two bowls and paid for it.

Fu Yuhan watched from the sidelines: "Although this noodle is small, you don't have to eat four bowls at a time..."

"I brought it for you." Wen Yu said.

"..." Fu Yuhan paused, "Can I apply for something else?"

"No." Wen Yu glanced at him and said solemnly, "Eat with me."

"……Row."

Fu Yuhan sighed, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, went to the door of the store and poured it into his mouth.

I don't know if it's because of too many restrictions in the process of growing up. Occasionally, Wen Yu will show a very childish side. For example, this spaghetti made in a unique way made him interested, and Fu Yuhan was not even allowed to do it.

For this, Fu Yuhan was very helpless, distressed and amused at the same time.

After laughing, I thought about it again, and I didn’t feel much better. I’m still holding the game console that Yang Fan, Chu Lei and the others donated through fundraising.

A man is always a child. If he didn't dare to play before the college entrance examination, he would immediately fight Mario for three days and three nights.

The plumber in the red hat was something that easily distracted people, and when he recovered, there was another person in front of Fu Yuhan.

Well-dressed and well-made.

He gave a short "ah": "Aunt Fang."

"I wanted to come over to buy a bottle of water, but I didn't expect to meet you." Fang Wanjing smiled, "Are you here alone?"

Fu Yuhan pointed to the inside of the shop: "He's making instant noodles."

Fang Wanjing was startled: "Why eat this?"

"Fresh." Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "Junk food is not healthy, but it's interesting."

Fang Wanjing blinked, then smiled suddenly: "That's right."

The relationship between the two is neither awkward nor awkward, there is nothing to talk about, and there is some silence.Fang Wanjing stood at the door of the store and didn't go in. Looking at the glass door covered with advertising shading film, she lost her mind for a while, and suddenly said: "You are right, life does not always need to follow the rules... Ha , It’s ridiculous that I’m old, there are some things that you young people can’t see through.”

Fu Yuhan: "..." How could he answer those words.

"Actually, I want to thank you all. While Xiaoyu is inside, I'll just thank you—after all, I'm embarrassed to ask him to thank you." She brushed her hair at the temples and smiled softly, "I saw The look of the two of you suddenly reminded me of that sentence - 'good love makes people better', this is the reason why I made up my mind to divorce Ziming."

Fu Yuhan pinched the mineral water bottle and thought for a while: "Is everything going well?"

Fang Wanjing shook her head: "But it will get better, even if it is difficult, it is better than being stuck in place."

Now Fu Yuhan really didn't know what to say, he thought for a while before whispering: "Then I wish you all the best...a happy life."

"Bless you too." Fang Wanjing smiled and frowned, "Although...you can't say what will happen in the future about feelings, but I sincerely hope that you two will last forever. Even if you have to separate someday, you won't... "

She said in a hoarse voice, her eyes stayed on the door of the shop.

Fu Yuhan turned his head suddenly and saw Wen Yu holding two bowls of noodles with a gloomy face: "Why do you curse us to break up when I'm not here? Who wants to break up!"

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu," Fang Wanjing was also a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean that..."

Before the word "Thinking" was out of her mouth, she saw the indifferent tall boy in front of her raise her hand and put the cap of the mineral water bottle against Wen Yu's forehead.

"Brother Yu," he said casually and familiarly, "Speak well."

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Yu curled his lips in displeasure, and moved his eyes from the sky to the bushes in the distance and then to the ground.

At last he raised his eyes.

"I won't break up with Xiaohan. There is no difficulty to stop me. If you insist on saying that people's hearts are unpredictable, the two of us may change our hearts in a few decades..." Wen Yu said, looking at Fu Yuhan, and then turned His eyes fell on Fang Wanjing's face again, and he said word by word, "I don't know if you have been to the high seas, but ships will never abandon lighthouses...Mom."

In the long night, the only light.

Who will give up, who is qualified to give up?

"...You won't be able to fool anyone even if you're sensational here, Brother Yu." Fu Yuhan was a little speechless.

He rolled his eyelids briefly, glanced at the surveillance camera at the door of the small shop, then quickly glanced around, and finally said "Sorry" to Fang Wanjing.

Then he quickly leaned over and pecked Wen Yu's face.

Wen Yu held a bowl of noodles in one hand, and was so scared that he couldn't react, so he recovered and smiled: "Didn't I deceive you?"

"Young master likes you, I will reward you." Fu Yuhan raised his chin arrogantly, and tapped his chest with his index finger, "Where's my face?"

"I'm out of hand at the cash register."

"Then I'll get it." Fu Yuhan rubbed his shoulder and entered the store, leaving the mother and son looking at each other.

"You..." Fang Wanjing was stunned for a while, then smiled, "It's such a good relationship."

"It's okay." Wen Yu lowered his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said awkwardly, "Wen Ziming only looked for the next school, and he didn't seem to be so active in looking for me. I thought about it... Maybe you divorced? He made things difficult for you."

Only the distraction of energy can explain Wen Ziming's less indiscriminate bombing behavior than before.

"It's okay, I've saved some money over the years, enough for me to find a reliable lawyer." Fang Wanjing smiled, "By the way, I heard from my aunt that you haven't come home recently?"

"I'm afraid he will find me, it's annoying." Wen Yu said, "I live with a friend."

"Is it reliable? Will it delay the review?"

"No," Wen Yu paused, and tilted his head towards the store, "Besides, I live with him."

Fang Wanjing smiled for a long time.

"That's right," she said.

The pre-examination mobilization meeting was held in the auditorium. Although Wen Yu was a little awkward, he took the initiative to bring Fang Wanjing there.The two waited for her to buy water, and the three walked to the auditorium together.

"Wait, you two stop!"

When they were approaching the auditorium, they ran into Director Yao nearby.

The two of them froze at the same time, and took a step behind Fang Wanjing at the same time.

One said: "Mom, please play a fool."

The other said: "Auntie, you just ask three questions and you don't know anything."

Fang Wanjing: "?"

She watched in bewilderment as a man who was obviously the leader of the school walked towards them, his slightly bald forehead was very eye-catching under the lit corridor lights.

"Hello?" She greeted proactively.

"You two!" Director Yao pointed to the two big boys behind her, and then he turned his gaze to her face, "Hello, I am the director of the school's student office, and my name is Yao."

"Hello Director Yao, I'm looking for my child... what's the matter?"

"Your child?" Director Yao was taken aback, "Are you...?"

Several leaders of the school knew Wen Ziming, but they had never met Fang Wanjing. Fang Wanjing was not surprised, and smiled, "I am Wen Yu's... mother."

"Oh, hello, hello." Director Yao shook hands with her, "Your Wen Yu—"

He paused while speaking.

Homosexuality is not an ordinary puppy love, whether to tell the parents or not is a question.

The college entrance examination is coming up in a few days, and if the student's family doesn't know about it and makes a fuss, it won't be good for anyone.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Director Yao's mind, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.

It makes him look a bit like a failed sculpture, even comical.

"What's wrong with Wen Yu?" Fang Wanjing's attitude was like all the frank and understanding parents in the world who were honest and cooperative with the school, looking at Director Yao with a pair of eyes that knew nothing but had high hopes.

Director Yao was suddenly speechless.

"No, it's nothing, he's very good, very good, very...excellent." Director Yao said awkwardly, "A while ago, he helped the school win a competition award, and the principal was very happy, haha, haha."

Wen Yu glanced at Fu Yuhan, and tried his best to hold back a smile.

Director Yao and Fang Wanjing exchanged pleasantries for a while before leaving.When the people were gone, Fang Wanjing turned around and asked the two of them, "Why does Director Yao want you?"

"Oh," Fu Yuhan was afraid that Wen Yu would be embarrassed to say so, so he picked up the conversation first, "He saw us kissing on the playground just now."

Fang Wanjing: "..."

She sighed and smiled helplessly: "Take it easy outside, the public opinion is more open than before, but..."

"I know." Fu Yuhan nodded, "Don't worry, Auntie."

"En." Fang Wanjing nodded, and suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question, "How old are you?"

"18, what?"

"Then..." She glanced at Wen Yu and said softly, "In four years, you can also call me like Xiao Yu."

Fu Yuhan was taken aback.

Four years later is 22 years old.

The legal age of marriage for men.

Although they cannot legally marry, but...

"You can call now if you want." Wen Yu raised his eyes, stared at Fang Wanjing, moved his hand to his side, and squeezed Fu Yuhan's hand, "Call."

"..." Fu Yuhan pursed his lower lip, "Mom."

Fang Wanjing looked at Wen Yu helplessly: "I changed my mind so quickly, I didn't prepare any red envelopes!"

"Then owe it first, remember to give the money." Wen Yu poked Fu Yuhan and motioned him to enter the auditorium, "It's about to start, let's go in."