Folding fan

Folding Fan deliberately slowed down, he was waiting.

Sure enough, when he reached the ninth step, a gust of wind blew behind him, and a pair of powerful arms clung to him, preventing him from moving a bit.

The heart is clear, but the face is as cold as before.

"Let go." Even the words he said were cold.

"Folding fan." Song He hugged the young man in his arms tightly, thousands of words finally turned into two words, tender and lingering, full of endless affection.

"My folding fan." Four words.Firm and persistent, as if making an oath that will perish if destroyed.

"Folding fan, mine." After a pause.A little sorry, a little wronged, and more of an unstoppable obsession.

"Let go."

However, the youth was unmoved.

So what if you were confused by yourself just now?Does this excuse his neglect of his behavior just now?Besides, I didn't just give him one chance.If this last step is taken, then even Ziqi, he would not want to be that Boya who threw the piano.

People in love are just so unreasonable.Even a goblin can't be fresh and unconventional.

"Folding fan..." Song He hugged the young man nervously, what should he do to cool down his folding fan?Just a little, just a little, and he'd never see his youth again.Thinking of such a terrible thing, Song He's originally tightly hugged arms became even tighter.How could he not know the thoughts of the youth, the youth is so proud.But his youth is so cute, so cute that he can't help but like it, even if there are other colors in this cuteness, he is still happy.He didn't want to care about the meaning of the young man's name, he didn't want to care about the folding fan that suddenly disappeared and the young man who suddenly appeared, and he didn't want to care about those people with strange names.He only wants youth, as long as youth does not leave.

"Idiot." After a long while, the fan's heart softened.This is the person he identified.

Folding Fan scolded Song He helplessly, but with a strong sense of self-mockery.He really didn't expect that he would have such a stupid day.That hypocritical young man just now turned out to be me.

Folding Fan wished to delete this memory, but it was impossible.It's okay if only the idiot sees it.The idiot is already his person, so what he sees is what he sees, no difference.

The folding fan tried to break free from Song He's shackles, and sure enough, after he softened, the other party also softened.The folding fan turned around amusedly, but couldn't help but glared at Song He, and then smacked it on Song He's lips.

Score at the touch of a button.

"From today onwards, you are mine." The young man smiled brightly and announced the heart-warming words loudly.

Song He happily wanted to kiss back, but was blocked by the young man's hand.

Only the folding fan shook his head lightly, and then regretfully said: "My sudden action just now seemed to have offended you, and seemed to have frightened the young master. I'd better go back."

Song He: Why did it turn back again?

"Sorry, it's my fault." Reluctantly, Song He immediately admitted his mistake with a correct attitude. The person who has never been a boyfriend consciously took over his role, and smoothly unfolded the character setting of being a small fu low , "Folding fan, don't be sullen. If you are angry, let it out. Don't be depressed. I will feel bad. I..."

"Folding fan, I love you."

"Folding fan, I have fallen in love with you since I first met you."

"Folding fan, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't be distracted, although it's because... the folding fan is so delicious."

"Folding fan, I didn't ignore you intentionally just now, nor did I want to not respond to you. Just now... after you, I fell into a wonderful state, as if I was in a mysterious place with you. It's beautiful there, only me and you."

"Folding fan... don't get angry again, okay? You haven't used breakfast before, it's harmful to your body. If it doesn't work, can you get angry after eating breakfast?"

The folding fan was about to be laughed out of anger, what are these words.

"Idiot." The clever eyes swept over the foolish Song He, and the folding fan couldn't help laughing.

"Master, it's already ready." The housekeeper walked over, not paying any attention to the movement of these two people, and just reported it responsibly.

"The folding fan..." Song He looked at the young man who was still in his arms, and asked the person who had finally coaxed away with his eyes.

"Let's go."

The housekeeper led the way, and Song He followed behind the folding fan half a step behind. Thinking about what happened just now, his gaze towards the person in front became softer.

This is his folding fan.

If you are angry, you will be willing to hug your folding fan back.

He Song and Nian ate too much breakfast, and the folding fan found an excuse to leave for a while.

He stood by the Guiji River, watching the calm river slowly flow eastward.After standing still for a long time, the feverish brain finally recovered under the action of the cold wind, and the folding fan really calmed down.

At the beginning, he didn't feel strange yet.However, the further he got to the back, the more he felt that something was wrong.Even if it's mutual confession, it shouldn't be this kind of development.

What's more, his person is obviously settled.This shows that he has the roots of wisdom, so I can teach him how to practice, so that he can spend a long time with his people instead of waiting for reincarnation.Who knows if the reincarnated person is his or not.

But, that's exactly what's wrong.He knew the reason, but still poured out his heart, and lost his temper in that impossible situation?This is so fresh.And then it made the current fan feel... a little ashamed.The folding fan couldn't help thinking, when did it start?Probably... It's been abnormal since I drew the character yesterday?Not only came to the Song Mansion early in the morning, but also did so many stupid things.So, what is ink painting? What does he want to do?

The author has something to say:

Hey... still can't accept the abuse. .

Less words... no problem.

Go to bed early and get up early to have breakfast.

Eat well, young man.