Professor, your turtle!

The matter got so bad that the senior collapsed on the ground.The curator didn't have time to blame him, so he called for an ambulance while trying to squeeze out the blood.

His face was covered with cold sweat, and he was panting heavily.

"I, am I going to die...I feel, feel, I can't breathe."

Ji Fan was very calm, opened his mouth and took a look, and said, "The trachea is not swollen, so it's not a big problem."

Even so, the senior kept shaking, desperately scratching the wound, and shouted "itch".

When the ambulance arrived, it encountered such a chaotic scene.

Hearing that the situation was urgent, the accompanying medical staff directly brought adrenaline and spider venom serum, and immediately jumped out of the car and ran over when they saw the situation, intending to give an injection on the spot.

"Where is the patient?"

Everyone moved out of the way and pointed to the surrounded man in the middle.

The young doctor trotted forward, knelt down on one knee, and asked someone to point out the wound to him.The curator turned the man's red and swollen jaws out, and said worriedly, "It's been almost 10 minutes, is there any danger?"

The doctor didn't speak, pulled his arm, checked it carefully, and his expression changed.

"Why, is the situation not very good?"

Doctor: "..." He put down the syringe with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Are you kidding me?"

"?" Everyone looked at each other.

The doctor was angry: "It's just a mosquito block, the tm skin is not broken, what kind of ambulance is it called?"

senior:"……"

curator:"……"

Everyone: "..."

After seeing the doctor, everyone turned their heads to look at Ji Fan, admiring him, thinking that he must have seen through the truth a long time ago for being so calm.In fact, Ji Fan did realize that the man was most likely not poisoned, and the symptoms of spider venom were much more terrifying than this, but just in case, he still didn't express his conjecture before the doctor's diagnosis.

Immediately, the senior didn't feel dizzy or short of breath, he got up and asked the doctor, "Then I'm alright?"

The doctor rolled his eyes, ignored him, picked up the serum and left.

"Haha, I'm fine! I'm fine—"

The curator's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he grabbed his neckline: "Oh, you are in big trouble, get out of my office immediately!" After shouting, he got up and looked around, "What are you doing around here? Everyone is busy .Also, the Insectarium is closed in the afternoon, Ji Fan, you just... go home and rest first."

After such an accident, it is impossible to continue the business.

Ji Fan nodded, estimating that Fu Mingyuan should still be in the meeting, he didn't call, but sent a message saying that he left work early and planned to take the bus home.

The museum is not far from Fu Mingyuan's apartment.

The sun at noon in summer made the iron skin of the bus hot, and turning on the air conditioner could only relieve it a little bit. The fan above the driver's head was whining. At noon on weekdays, he was alone, sitting alone in the last row.

clang.clang.

The rhythmic sound of glass knocking, and the endless chirping of cicadas outside the window.

Ji Fan almost fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.Ji Fan stood up abruptly and leaned close to the car window to look.I saw the tall and thin young man standing across the road, wearing long sleeves and a hood on a hot day, his eyes under the brim of the hat were hidden in the shadows and he couldn't see clearly.

But he knew that he was looking at him.

Through the glass, the two looked at each other from a distance.

The bus turned a corner, and the line of sight was staggered.

It's him.He muttered silently in his heart.It's another "he".

But why does it appear here?Is something else going to be changed?Or did he have something to tell him?

"Student? Student! Are you okay? Sit down, how dangerous it is!"

The driver's voice brought him back to reality, Ji Fan apologized, and slowly sat back in his seat.

The gold chart songs were still playing in the car on a loop, he didn't care to listen to them at all, he just waited for the stop and got out of the car in a hurry.

After returning home, Ji Fan changed his clothes and washed his face first. Splashing cold water on his forehead finally made the heat subside a little, but he was still a little restless.He ran to the study to check some information, took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Fu Mingyuan, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote, and finally threw away the mobile phone, and slumped into the sofa cushion.

How should I say it?He couldn't even confirm if what he saw was that person.

Could it be overthinking?

Ji Fan didn't know when he fell asleep.When he was awakened by the shock, it was already a gloomy evening, and the lights in the room were not turned on, only the screen of his mobile phone was on and off.He picked it up and heard Fu Mingyuan's voice, saying that he had just arrived downstairs and forgot to bring the access control, please come down and pick it up.

He turned over and climbed off the sofa. Without changing his clothes, he just wore the Doraemon cotton pajamas that Fu Mingyuan bought for him, put on a pair of slippers, and went downstairs to pick up someone.

Fu Mingyuan was leaning on the car door to play with his mobile phone. When he saw the elevator door open, he immediately turned his head and saw him, his eyes lit up.

"Why so late?" Ji Fan yawned, it was past eight o'clock.

"Several of my postgraduates will graduate next year." Fu Mingyuan watched him walk over sleepily, feeling fond of him, couldn't help reaching out, and gently pressed the back of his head, "Send this batch away, I don't plan to take any more gone."

Ji Fan didn't react: "Huh?"

Fu Mingyuan pointedly said: "They often follow me, which is inconvenient."

Ji Fan was stunned for a moment, and then blushed: "What do you want to do in school... Hey!"

Fu Mingyuan saw that his face was blushing very cutely, and he was finally satisfied - sure enough, his wife was still that shy wife.

The two walked into the elevator slowly, the elevator went up, the lobby on the first floor stopped, and a young man walked in.

Ji Fan didn't notice this person at all, but he was very familiar with him, so he directly bypassed Fu Mingyuan and greeted him: "Hey, student, don't you remember, we met this morning!"

Ji Fan: "?"

Fu Mingyuan's eyes were tender and affectionate one second, and turned into knives and shot to the side the next second.

"I live on the top floor." The man didn't notice, and even winked at Ji Fan.

"Who are you?" Fu Mingyuan's tone was very rude.

The man asked, "Who are you?" He looked around and asked Ji Fan, "Your brother?"

Ji Fan shook his head, and just about to defend himself, he suddenly heard the other party say: "Oh, is it your dad?" He nodded politely, "Hello."

Fu Mingyuan's face was completely dark.

Ji Fan: "..." He could almost smell the smoky smell of vinegar.

The young man squeezed towards him enthusiastically: "I haven't had time to ask you in the morning, do you want to add a WeChat? Oh yes, you are still young, why don't you chat? Are you playing games? I'll buy you a skin?"

Ji Fanxin said that you know a lot, are you worthy of being the legendary "goldfish guy" in the cyber age?

After thinking about it, he reached out and pulled Fu Mingyuan's clenched left hand out of his trouser pocket and grabbed it.Then, facing the young man's surprised gaze, he said, "My boyfriend."

young people:"……"

Fu Mingyuan: "..."

Although Professor Fu didn't say a word, Ji Fan clearly felt that his mood had changed from thunderstorm to cloudy, and then from cloudy to sunny. The outward expression was that his palms relaxed, and he gently held himself back.

Fu Mingyuan, who was "passed the bright road" by his lover, was so satisfied that he reached out and pressed the button for the next floor.The elevator stopped, the door opened slowly, and he raised his chin: "Did you hear that, he has a husband, if you know him, get out."

The young man was still in the aftertaste of shock, and when he frightened him, he stepped out of the door in desperation. It wasn't until Fu Mingyuan quickly pressed the close button as if he was isolating some kind of virus, that he realized: "Hey, why should I Get out! I obviously live in the top—"

The door closes.

In the elevator, the two were still holding hands, Ji Fan didn't have the nerve to look up, but his earlobe was burning hot.

Fu Mingyuan didn't move, and looked straight ahead.

Reaching the 16th floor, Fu Mingyuan was reluctant to let go, and gently tugged at him to signal him to go first: "Here we are."

"Ah."

In this way, they went out the door hand in hand like children, walked through the porch hand in hand, and finally stopped in front of the door hand in hand.

Ji Fan: "Well, the key is in my trouser pocket..."

Fu Mingyuan still didn't let go, and reached into Ji Fan's trouser pocket with his other hand to fumble.The slacks are very loose, and I feel a little angry when I touch them.

He felt it right away, but his face was serious, as if he was looking for the key seriously.

Ji Fan barely leaned against him to stand, his knees were weak, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to push him: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Fu Mingyuan said in a hoarse voice, "En." But he didn't let go of his hands.

When he finally picked out the unlucky keys, Ji Fan's whole body was half limp, with one hand being held by him, and the other tightly grasping his arm, as if he would go limp silently as soon as he let go.

Fu Mingyuan didn't speak, he opened the door three times, five times, two times, and didn't even bother to turn on the light. He just put Ji Fan in his arms and threw him on the sofa, and then pressed him down.

In a daze, Ji Fan hugged his back and looked up at the dim ceiling.His eyes fluctuated, and he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have something important to say to the other party.

Well, forget it, it doesn't seem to matter if you don't say anything.Ji Fan groped and grabbed the opponent's fingers, then clasped them tightly.

In any case, as long as they are together, it is enough to overcome all obstacles.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-0521:41:17~2020-08-0523:42:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 11 bottles of Xia Weixia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!