what's in the depths

I don't know what Fu Huaiyu was thinking, two big men, he actually chose a couple seat again, right in the middle of the restaurant, sitting among a bunch of couples of the opposite sex to accept their unanimous attention, Zhu Yuhan felt all over his body. Suffering like lice.

The two waiters next to each other looked at each other, and then you pushed each other, and only one waiter was pushed over reluctantly.

"Gentlemen, are you serving the food now?" The waiter brother opened his mouth, his lips became stiff and lifeless, and even saliva spewed out.

Zhu Yuhan felt a chill on his face, and wiped it with his hand: "Now go."

The waiter was a little embarrassed, bowed in an uncoordinated manner, immediately oiled the soles of his feet, wiped himself next to another waiter, and patted his chest with lingering fear:

"I'm going, living gay, it's too scary, and sitting shamelessly in the middle of the hall, I accept."

Another waiter poked his lower back: "Don't talk so much, serve the food quickly."

Zhu Yuhan sat opposite with his head bowed, playing with the crystal goblet in his hand, and kept wiping the fingerprints on it with a handkerchief.

Fu Huaiyu just looked at him like this, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

"Did you go to see Fu Yuxing just now?" Finally, unable to stand the awkward atmosphere, Fu Huaiyu opened his mouth.

"Look." Zhu Yuhan still didn't look up.

"How is he now?"

"The mood is relatively stable. I asked my colleagues at the detention center to bring him some snacks, but he didn't seem to eat them. This kid is already thin, and he has lost his shape these days. It's pitiful."

Fu Huaiyu shook his head with a smile, leaned over and pinched his face: "You two are mutual."

This move made Zhu Yuhan very uncomfortable.

He hurriedly opened Fu Huaiyu's hand, and looked around guiltily: "This is outside, please be careful."

For just that moment, the smile on Fu Huaiyu's face disappeared.

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhu Yuhan didn't speak, just rested his chin and looked at the flickering candle, as if two small flames jumped out of his eyes.

The little waiter came over with the food and red wine, and before he could put down the plate, he saw one of the men grabbing another man's hand and dropping the money, completely ignoring his vigorous struggle, and dragging it away out.

In terms of body size and physical strength, Zhu Yuhan was far behind Fu Huaiyu, so it was almost a breeze. He picked up his back collar and pushed it into the car like a chicken, turned on the air conditioner, and then began to pick his clothes.

Zhu Yuhan was shocked, and hurriedly raised his hand to push it, while looking out the car window in a panic: "You parked the car on the side of the road, and there are so many pedestrians, are you crazy?! Want them to watch the high-definition uncensored G and V scene?"

"What are you afraid of in the end!"

With a shout of anger, accompanied by the muffled sound of the heavy impact on the car seat, Zhu Yuhan was so frightened that he shivered. He stared at Fu Huaiyu in a daze, not even daring to vent his breath.

In my impression, Fu Huaiyu was the kind of person who cried first when he was wronged when others beat him.

No, in my impression, he should be the kind of person who only opens his mouth to taunt and tease others, and says whatever is unpleasant, but today, he omitted this procedure and went directly into a state of rage.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of strange stares from others, fear of criticism from others, fear of the frustration that the waiters dare not come over to serve the food."

As Zhu Yuhan said, he stretched out his hand to grab Fu Huaiyu's shirt collar: "I'm afraid I'll end up like Fu Yuzhi's brother! Do you know why Fu Yuzhi was sexually assaulted? You don't know anything!"

"Because he is gay, it will be very difficult for him to walk on this road. Others' slander, contempt and even humiliation. To be honest, I am not like him. I can't do it, but I can continue to endure it."

"So, do you want me to tell you?"

Zhu Yuhan's eyes were very red, which seemed a bit pitiful to Fu Huaiyu.

Fu Huaiyu gently touched his hair with his hand, and gently kissed his red and swollen eye sockets:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A few very simple words, but when they come out of Fu Huaiyu's mouth, they carry extra weight.

Zhu Yuhan sniffed: "Then...are there condoms in the car?"

Fu Huaiyu laughed lightly: "The space here is too narrow, I'm not interested in it, so I'll go eat first and talk about it after I finish eating."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Yuhan up.

"Shall we go back?" Zhu Yuhan looked at the western restaurant, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the customers inside looking curiously, whispering from time to time.

"I booked this restaurant twice, but I didn't eat it both times. It seems that I don't agree with my character." Fu Huaiyu touched Zhu Yuhan's face.

This time, he didn't hide.

"If you want something to eat, tell me."

"hot pot."

"except this."

"Haidilao."

Captain Xiao Zhu was supported out of the Haidilao shop, his belly was full like a pregnant woman, and he was still swaying when he walked.

Although there was a little episode in the middle, it was still a happy New Year's Eve.

After returning home, I saw a missed call on my mobile phone, it was from Chu Rong, maybe I thought I was busy so I didn't answer it, so I sent a text message, the content was nothing more than greetings to celebrate the new year.

Thinking "Perhaps Chu Rong has fallen asleep", Zhu Yuhan didn't reply.

But just as he climbed into the bed after taking a shower and was ready to start kissing with his dear, Chu Rong's phone call came again.

Zhu Yuhan scolded in his heart that he would be a "eunuch" and quickly put on his pajamas and ran to the balcony.

"What are you doing?" Chu Rong's voice was very soft, sounding very gentle.

"Eat." Zhu Yuhan gave a sloppy look.

"What to eat?" Chu Rong continued to ask tirelessly.

"sausage."

"Oh, then you can eat, I won't bother you anymore." After Chu Rong finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, what's the matter with you calling?" Zhu Yuhan seemed to feel that Chu Rong's disappointed tone was unbearable, so Zhu Yuhan hurriedly called him, thinking about not saying anything else.

"It's nothing special. I don't think it's a holiday today. Let's call to say hello." Chu Rong smiled lightly, "If you have nothing to do, just hang up. I'm going to sleep first."

"That." Zhu Yuhan called him again.

"Ok?"

"This year's Spring Festival Bureau didn't approve the leave. I'll stay here. How about we spend it together?"

"Okay." Chu Rong's tone sounded calm and emotionless.

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yuhan opened the blessing text message, read it many times in confusion, thinking that maybe he should find a time to have a good talk with Chu Rong, hoping that he can cheer up and get out of the shadow of bereavement as soon as possible.

Because I always feel that he is unhappy, he is always lifeless, and his smile is false and forced.

Sometimes Zhu Yuhan also feels that as a partner, he should pay more attention to his emotional life, for example, find him a girlfriend or something.

When he was flipping through the phone's address book, hoping to find a good girl for Chu Rong from among his acquaintances, a soft sigh sounded from behind.

As soon as Zhu Yuhan turned his head, he saw Fu Huaiyu leaning on the sliding door of the balcony with folded arms, looking at him with a half-smile expression on his face.

Although he is more innocent than a piece of paper, but when it comes to Chu Rong, he is inevitably guilty.

"Are you finished?" Fu Huaiyu asked.

Zhu Yuhan locked the phone screen and put it behind without any trace: "It's over."

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Huaiyu leaned over and hugged him, and buried his face affectionately in Captain Zhu's thin neck, sniffing the same fragrance of bath milk on his body as his own.

He was indeed so thin that he felt a sense of emptiness in his arms.

Or maybe, this sense of emptiness comes from the uninformed person on the other end of the phone.

Fu Huaiyu could tell Zhu Yuhan with a very low EQ that he didn't like Chu Rong, even to the point of loathing him, saying that there was nothing he could do about his narrow-mindedness, and his feeling couldn't be changed.

"What are your plans for Chinese New Year this year?" Zhu Yuhan said casually as he touched Fu Huaiyu's hair with his lips.

"I don't know." He answered very simply and rudely.

"You and your father...how is your relationship now..." After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Yuhan still asked cautiously.

He hoped to hear an answer like "It's okay, it's a little bit less" from Fu Huaiyu's mouth, so that his sense of guilt would be relieved a little.

"I haven't contacted." Fu Huaiyu seemed reluctant to mention this issue, he let go of Zhu Yuhan, turned and walked to the living room.

"It's your fault after all. It can't be like this forever. Your father is getting old and needs someone to take care of him. Do you really have the heart to leave him there as a lonely old man?" Zhu Yuhan hurriedly chased after him. past.

"You and him, I can only choose one now." Fu Huaiyu sniffed, "Before I have enough courage to make peace with him."

To choose a father is to be unfaithful; to choose a lover is to be unfilial.

"Do you want me to give you up?" Fu Huaiyu stopped in his tracks and asked.

Zhu Yuhan thought about this question for only 0.01 second, then shook his head desperately.

"Then go back to bed, take off your clothes, and spread your legs."

Zhu Yuhan felt that he was quite pitiful, so he did as he did. After finishing, the man said:

"Actually, I contacted him after my mother passed away. Although he couldn't fully accept it, he could try to understand and asked me when I would bring you home for a chat."

Zhu Yuhan was lying on the bed to dry his ass, when he heard this, he couldn't help but gasped.

Feelings, is he acting in a bitter scene?

No, no, the point is not here, but Chief Fu already knew about it, and he pretended to be safe when he saw it at the research institute last time?

Are people in the Fu family so scary?

"So you mean, you will go back this year for Chinese New Year?" Zhu Yuhan asked.

Fu Huaiyu got up, put on his nightgown, walked to the living room with two long legs, took a glass of water to moisten his throat: "Yes, and I will take you with me."

"Then what about Chu Rong?" Chu Rong had just promised to spend the New Year with him, but now he was going to break his promise, so Zhu Yuhan almost yelled these words out of his head.

Fu Huaiyu's hand on the water cup froze.

That night, the downstairs resident suffered from insomnia. She had been preparing until late at night for the soon-to-be-scheduled teaching qualification exam, but just as she lay down, she heard the bed upstairs making constant noises, and the noise by the window, which was not very soundproof. There was a thin groan sound.

The downstairs resident hugged her Li Dangdang as a body pillow, crying for the love of other men every day.