I don't think the plot is right!

When Fang Jiashu woke up, it was already daylight, and he subconsciously leaned to the side but missed.

It was only then that I woke up completely and opened my eyes wide to find that there was no one around. I was a little anxious to get out of bed to look for it, but I felt a throbbing pain when I was pulled under my body, so I couldn't help but gasped and made a "hiss—" sound.

Song Yuan, who was busy making breakfast in the kitchen, ran back to Fang Jiashu immediately when he heard the sound and asked what was wrong.

Fang Jiashu felt relieved when he saw that he was still there, but he was embarrassed to explain why he was screaming, so he nestled back under the quilt and did not speak.

Song Yuan wanted to pull him out, but Fang Jiashu grabbed the quilt and retracted, only showing his eyes and whispering: "...it hurts."

He obviously felt sorry for him, but seeing his appearance, Song Yuan still couldn't help but want to hold him down and repeat what happened last night a few times.

After taking a few deep breaths, she shook off the strange thoughts, leaned over and kissed Jiashu's forehead below, and said, "Hey, get up and eat something delicious later."

Only then did Fang Jiashu show his face, because he was happy and imitated Song Yuan's tone and said: "Just kiss the forehead and it's over?" After speaking, he lightly touched Song Yuan's mouth.

... Hold back, what you do now may really hurt him, hold on... Song Yuan stiffened and went back to the kitchen, while Fang Jiashu happily leaned on the bedside waiting for food.

It's a happy day to eat breakfast and bask in the sun... Wait, sunshine?

"Is the village already established?!" Fang Jiashu asked vaguely without swallowing.

"It's 09:30." It's hard for Song Yuan to understand.

"Ah, ah, I'm late!" Fang Jiashu has always been the kind of person who arrives at school early.

"I already asked for leave for you." Song Yuan said calmly, then raised his head and smiled and said, "We still have a lot of time today."

...Fang Jiashu gulped down his saliva and forced a smile. Now he finally understood what Song Yuan meant.

But it's not so easy to fulfill his wish, Song Yuan received a call before noon, as if something happened suddenly and he needed to go back to the company to deal with it as soon as possible.

Seeing him talking on the phone with a stinky face, Fang Jiashu kept smiling happily beside him.

"What are you laughing at, are you happy that I'm leaving?" Song Yuan hung up the phone and asked pretending to be angry.

Fang Jiashu deliberately wanted to annoy him, sticking out his tongue and humming a song, walking towards the kitchen, as if he was really happy.

Look at your smug look, can't you deal with it?Song Yuan thought of this and dragged Fang Jiashu back to his side, fixed his arms above his head with one hand, and looked at Fang Jiashu who couldn't struggle provocatively.

Because he was easily restrained like this, Fang Jiashu raised his head and glared at Song Yuan angrily.

But Song Yuan felt that his expression was particularly provocative, so he "blocked" his mouth before he wanted to say something...

It wasn't until the time was running out that Song Yuan let go of him and prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door, Fang Jiashu grabbed his clothes, and then he heard him whisper: "...No."

Seeing that Song Yuan didn't understand what he meant, he continued, "...I'm not very happy that you are leaving."

After speaking, I wanted to close the door quickly.

But Song Yuan quickly blocked it with one hand, and then he was hugged tightly, and his whispered "comfort" came from his ear: "I don't have time now, just wait on the bed for me tonight."

Eh?What are you misunderstanding? !But Fang Jiashu didn't have time to explain that Song Yuan had closed the door and left...

There is no need to go to class and Song Yuan is not around...

I used to come here like this, but now I feel useless, bored, dead...

In the evening, Fang Jiashu couldn't bear it any longer—it wasn't too much to take the initiative to send him a message, right?

There's nothing to say... ah, that's right!Fang Jiashu ran back to the bedroom as if thinking of something.

Immediately, Song Yuan received this text message: "You left your clothes at my house."

Obviously it was put there on purpose, this guy obviously has nothing to say.Song Yuan smiled and was about to reply: "I miss you too." But he received another new message first.

...is a photo.

It's Fang Jiashu's selfie lying on the bed wearing only his shirt.

There was a snap.The whole conference room fell silent.The other employees only saw Song Yuan throwing the phone on the conference table, and they were all afraid that they said something wrong.

Fortunately, Song Yuan just coughed, and then said with a dry smile: "It's okay, continue."

Song Yuan didn't reply all the time... Are you so busy~ Said to let him lie on the bed, so he really lay on the bed obediently and waited.Wait, which bed is it?Fang Jiashu, who had a strange brain circuit, had already taken a taxi to Song Yuan's house an hour later.

Song Ange froze for a moment after opening the door: "Mr. Fang, you... didn't you have a broken leg?"

Broken leg?What the hell reason did Song Yuan ask for leave? !

"Oh, don't worry about that, first tell me where your brother's bedroom is." Fang Jiashu is now anxious to listen to Song Yuan obediently.

But when Song Yuan received the message again, he clenched his phone tightly and was speechless...

In this photo, Fang Jiashu obviously just took a shower, and his hair was still dripping, lying on his bed and smiling at the camera. The accompanying text was still: "I really have to lie on the bed and wait~"

If he doesn't go home again, he's going to be in trouble... Fortunately, the problem here is almost solved, and Fang Jiashu is almost on Song Yuan's mind on the way home.