The end of the world has laid hands on me

When Fu Yan was stunned, Jiang Xinghuai suddenly asked again: "Did you two study abroad?"

"Yes." Fu Yan nodded, "We went together in high school."

"Oh...it's still the same high school." After Jiang Xinghuai said this, he tried his best to ignore the strange feeling in his heart, but frowned unconsciously.He didn't give Fu Yan a chance to speak, "I'm going to sleep first."

"Let's go together, I'm done." Fu Yan grabbed him, paused and asked, "Do you want to sleep together?"

"If you're afraid." Jiang Xinghuai raised an eyebrow.

"Very scared." Fu Yan said with a smile.

"Then let's go." Jiang Xinghuai yawned, and his mood suddenly improved again.

This time the bed was much bigger, Jiang Xinghuai glanced at where Fu Yan was lying and frowned.

"I turned off the light." Seeing him nodding, Fu Yan turned off the light.

Turn off the weak wall lamp, it was pitch black, and the two lay side by side on the pillow, only seeing each other's silhouettes through the moonlight outside the window.

"Hey." Jiang Xinghuai stretched out his elbow and poked him suddenly.

"Still sleeping?" Fu Yan turned his head away.

"Uncle, you haven't answered me yet." Jiang Xinghuai said and moved a little towards him.

"What?" Fu Yan was stunned.

"Do you like men?" Jiang Xinghuai asked bluntly.

Fu Yan was silent for a while, then smiled: "Didn't you guess it?"

Yes, Jiang Xinghuai did guess it.

He asked this question before, but Fu Yan avoided answering it, so it was easy to guess.

It's just that Jiang Xinghuai couldn't believe it at all.

Fu Yan liked boys, but he didn't see it at all.

No wonder he said that he was gay in front of Fu Yan before, Fu Yan was not surprised, and even accepted it too flatly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Fu Yan propped himself up in doubt, and wanted to turn on the light.

"If you like men, what do you think of me?" Jiang Xinghuai asked this question without knowing why.

But the words have been spoken.

It would be embarrassing if no one answered.

In the darkness, he could hear Fu Yan's breathing, which was no different from before.

But Jiang Xinghuai knew that Fu Yan had a troubled expression on his face.

"I'll just ask casually, it's okay if I don't answer." Jiang Xinghuai's voice was indifferent, but his eyes were fixed on Fu Yan on the other side of the darkness.

"How are you?" Fu Yan repeated the question

Jiang Xinghuai's heart suddenly beat fast.

"You are just a child in my eyes." Fu Yan said.

"Oh." Jiang Xinghuai responded in a low voice, his beating heart gradually shrank into a ball, and he turned around clutching the quilt.

"Why turn around?" Fu Yan asked.

"Your face is too ugly." Jiang Xinghuai said with a sullen head.

Fu Yan looked at the darkness in front of him: "..."

Jiang Xinghuai was extremely angry and the weird feeling in his heart came back.

He didn't like that Fu Yan said he only treated him as a child.

What do you mean he is a child?Does he look small?Tomorrow he will be 18, an adult.

"Jiang Xinghuai, are you biting the quilt?" Fu Yan's voice came from behind.

"...No." Jiang Xing covered his head annoyedly.

The next morning, Jiang Xinghuai opened his eyes when he heard the slight sound of the door closing. He looked at the time, and it was less than 7 o'clock.

Why does Fu Yan get up so early... don't the elderly need to sleep...

He sighed and continued to sleep until Zhu Gaofei knocked on his door with breakfast.

"This is the red bean porridge I made. I put more sugar for you. Drink it quickly." Zhu Gaofei held it to his mouth.

"It's delicious." Jiang Xinghuai took a sip, nodded repeatedly, took the bowl, put on his shoes and got out of bed, "I'm going to brush my teeth first."

"What to brush, brush after eating." Zhu Gaofei grabbed his arm, pressed him down on the chair, "here are Mr. Fu's fried eggs and bacon for you."

"Very average." Jiang Xinghuai commented without eating.

Zhu Gaofei smiled even more happily when he heard this: "Your boy finally said something human, I can't understand how you usually stick to his dog's leg, it's so annoying."

Jiang Xinghuai was taken aback. Does he usually stick to Fu Yan?

"Okay, you drink first." Zhu Gaofei turned around and prepared to leave after speaking.

"Hey, Feifei." Jiang Xinghuai grabbed his arm, showing hesitation.

He wanted to tell Zhu Gaofei that he was leaving with Fu Yan tomorrow.

But he couldn't say it.

Finally, everyone was safe, but he wanted to leave.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Gaofei turned around with a smile, raised his hand to touch his head, "You want me to eat with you?"

"No need." Jiang Xinghuai let go of his hand and smiled, "Are you getting fat again? Watch out for cholesterol."

"You don't have good things to say, kid." Zhu Gaofei smiled and flicked his forehead, "Let's go, I won't talk nonsense with you."

Jiang Xinghuai watched him go out, and let out a long breath at the steaming red bean porridge.

He didn't want Zhu Gaofei to worry, but he had to go out.

Tomorrow is his birthday, and he must say it before that.

But what Jiang Xinghuai didn't expect was that he would not see Zhu Gaofei for the next whole day.

After Fu Yan told him something to go out to call him, he closed the door and went up to the third floor, and didn't come out until night.

Jiang Xinghuai stayed in the room, playing with a set of Lego that Fu Yan gave him, but he didn't feel bored.

The complete pattern is a helicopter.

Jiang Xinghuai has been fond of models of helicopters and cars since he was a child, so time passed by without him noticing.

Until the lights in the room snapped off.

When his eyes went dark, Jiang Xinghuai was stunned, and stood up slowly while supporting the cabinet next to him.

What's wrong?out of battery?

Jiang Xinghuai touched the wall, opened the door and walked out. Feeling a little panicked, he immediately raised his head and shouted, "Fu Yan!"

"Hey!" Fu Yan hid at the corner, almost smashing the cake on his hands in fright.

He didn't expect Jiang Xinghuai to call his name suddenly.

"This brat is out of his mind." Zhu Gaofei cursed secretly.

"Are you still following the original plan?" Guo Wei asked in a low voice.

"What plan?" Jiang Xinghuai's voice suddenly appeared next to them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Fuck!"

"When did you come!"

The seven or eight men all jumped up in fright, howling and hugging those around them.

Fu Yan turned on the light helplessly, "You guys are afraid of ghosts, why would you suggest pretending to be ghosts to scare him?"

"Who is afraid of ghosts?" Zhu Gaofei frowned.

"Then can you stop hugging me?" Fu Yan looked down at Zhu Gaofei who was almost jumping and hugging him. He weighed at least 180 catties, with blue veins on his forehead.

"Cough... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhu Gaofei blushed and jumped down.

"You...don't you..." Jiang Xinghuai looked at the group of elders and suddenly guessed what they were hiding here for.

"Happy birthday." Fu Yan took out the cake and carefully protected the cake.

Jiang Xinghuai looked down for the first time, although he was prepared in his heart, he was still stunned.

The cake is not big, the size of a palm, a very ordinary cream cake, but it has Peter Pan 18 happy written in chocolate on it.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" Zhu Gaofei held hands with other old men and jumped up, singing.

"Where did you get the cake?" Jiang Xinghuai asked, holding back tears.

"Your Uncle Fu took us to rob a cake shop." Zhu Gaofei smiled, "But the cakes inside were all robbed, so we hijacked their clerk to go to the back workbench to find materials and make one, it probably wasn't very tasty. "

Jiang Xinghuai pursed his lips, dipped his finger in some cream and licked it, the cream was soft and sweet.

"So unpalatable?" Fu Yan poked his face and smiled, "Don't cry."

"Oh! The candles are lit! Hurry up and make a wish! Hurry up!"

"What's the rush!" Jiang Xinghuai roared back, "I'm crying!"

"Cry, you cry." Zhu Gaofei shivered with fright.

After Jiang Xinghuai finished blowing out the candles, they moved to the living room.

Jiang Xinghuai held the knife and couldn't find a place to cut for a long time. He looked at Zhu Gaofei and felt that he had to talk about that matter first.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Gaofei,

"Godfather." Jiang Xinghuai sat up straight seriously, and said seriously, "Tomorrow I will follow Fu Yan to find his friends."

"Go ahead, what are you looking at me for?" Zhu Gaofei shrugged and smiled, "Little brat, you're calling me godfather at this time."

"You agreed?" Jiang Xinghuai couldn't believe it went so smoothly, he thought he had to learn from before and act like a baby to get through.

"Your Uncle Fu talked to me yesterday morning." Zhu Gaofei sighed, "He talked for more than an hour, and I didn't agree with what to do, and he read it to death."

Jiang Xinghuai looked at Fu Yan who was sitting on the side in surprise, and his heart suddenly warmed up.

"Let me tell you, people like him look gentle, but they are actually vicious. Don't think that killing people with soft knives doesn't hurt. You should pay attention to yourself." Zhu Gaofei whispered in his ear.

"He's not that kind of person." After Jiang Xinghuai finished speaking, he happily went to cut the cake.

Zhu Gaofei glared at him bitterly.

Turning his head and putting on a gentle smile again, he begged Fu Yan: "I'll leave our baby to you, don't worry about it."

"It should." Fu Yan nodded.

What should it be?Zhu Gaofei was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Fu Yan with scrutiny in his eyes.

There must be something wrong with this person.

"Be careful." Fu Yan said while bending over to correct Jiang Xinghuai's gesture, "Don't hold the knife like that."

Zhu Gaofei looked at their touching hands, his eyes became sharper.

With a cold snort, I understand.

He began to secretly scold Fu Yan, this rascal old fox.

Jiang Xinghuai had just turned eighteen, if this person had thought about it long ago, he would be fine.

"No..." Zhu Gaofei looked Fu Yan up and down, "You are Geng this year?"

"Huh?" Fu Yan didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but he still answered, "32."

"32?" Zhu Gaofei frowned fiercely, the age difference was too much.

Although Fu Yan is handsome, rich, and capable, he graduated from such a well-known university.

Zhu Gaofei recalled the feeling of being hugged just now, and Fu Yan seemed to be in good shape.

But at this age...

"You're 32... a little older, right?" Zhu Gaofei looked at him embarrassedly and repeated.

Before Fu Yan could realize what the message meant, Jiang Xinghuai on the side exploded first.

"No, fat man, what do you mean?" Jiang Xinghuai felt uncomfortable when he heard this, "Why is Fu Yan so old?"

"No, I'll just ask." Zhu Gaofei was aggrieved.

He is not for the good of Jiang Xinghuai, he has no objection to Jiang Xinghuai finding a boyfriend, but Jiang Xinghuai can't find a 32-year-old either.

Fu Yan looked at Zhu Gaofei, then at Jiang Xinghuai, and realized what was going on.

He guessed that Zhu Gaofei knew that Jiang Xinghuai liked him, and told Jiang Xinghuai from the side that he was too old for Jiang Xinghuai.

But Fu Yan never felt that he was old, he just felt that Jiang Xinghuai was too young.

"It's not his fault that he's old, why do you have to ask that in front of people?" Jiang Xinghuai stood up, staring, "He's 32 this year, but so what, everyone has been young before!"

Fu Yan held back a mouthful of blood, pretending to be calm.

"Uncle, don't feel inferior because of your age." Jiang Xinghuai comforted him, "Although you are 32, you are middle-aged, but you don't look old at all, really!"

Fu Yan covered his heart: "Stop talking..."

"No, you also had a time when you were 18." Jiang Xinghuai continued to comfort, "If you think about it carefully, you will soon regain your youthful demeanor!"

Fu Yan opened his eyes and fell down in pain.