The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Fu Yunyi's heart was slightly hot: "I'm not stupid, as long as I can see you, I can do anything."

Zhuo Qingfan suddenly felt panicked, quickly lowered his head to avoid the boy's scorching gaze, walked to the sofa and sat down, and took a glass of water from the coffee table.

"Fanfan, don't drink that." Fu Yunyi suddenly pressed the man's hand and snatched the cup from his hand, Zhuo Qingfan was completely frozen there.

"This water has been left overnight. It's overnight tea, so you can't drink it." As he spoke, Fu Yunyi changed to a new cup, picked up the kettle on the coffee table, poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "Here, drink this."

Zhuo Qingfan's face froze, he was stunned for a long time before he asked softly: "What did you call me just now?"

Fu Yunyi's expression changed, and he muttered, "Fanfan...."

Zhuo Qingfan swallowed: "Xiao Yi, we..."

"You are older than me, so I can't call you Xiaofan." Fu Yunyi interrupted him anxiously, "But I don't think calling you Qingfan is close enough. Our relationship...you know, we both That's over, right, so I call you Fanfan, that's right, isn't it?"

"But...."

"Don't think about me calling you brother." Fu Yunyi interrupted him a little flustered, "I won't be your brother, and you are not my brother, we are not related by blood, you picked me up, we can fall in love. ...."

Zhuo Qingfan smiled wryly, not knowing what was going on in his heart, and said in a rough voice, "Whoever calls you brother must be a real brother...."

Fu Yunyi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked cautiously, "You...you don't regard me as your younger brother?"

Zhuo Qingfan picked up the water in the boy's hand, raised his head and took a sip, and said softly: "Anyway...don't call me Fanfan, I'll respond."

Fu Yunyi was overjoyed, even though Zhuo Qingfan didn't say anything positive, he still felt inexplicably happy.

"Okay, brother, as long as you don't scare me with your relatives, I will always call you brother."

Zhuo Qingfan pursed his lips, stared down at the teacup in his hand, and said nothing.

Fu Yunyi was afraid that he would annoy him if he talked too much, so he didn't say any more, straightened his body, took the computer from the side, and prepared to finish the last bit of work.

Seeing the computer screen light up, Zhuo Qingfan felt nervous for no reason, his shoulders tightened and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yunyi was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "There are still a few reports that I haven't read, I thought, hurry up and finish reading..."

"You want to work, right?" Zhuo Qingfan shook his eyes uneasily and said, "Oh, then...well, if you want to work, I'll go upstairs."

Saying that, the man stood up from the sofa.

"Brother." Fu Yunyi grabbed the hem of his clothes and frowned in astonishment, "What are you doing upstairs? Does sitting next to me make you feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Zhuo Qingfan said anxiously, "I think it's inappropriate for you to read confidential documents like reports when you're working, so I'd better avoid it."

"Ah?" Fu Yunyi laughed, held the man's wrist and rubbed it, "Brother, why are you so weird now, when I used to work, didn't you always sit next to me?"

Zhuo Qingfan blurted out: "It's different now!"

Fu Yunyi frowned: "What's the difference?"

Zhuo Qingfan was startled, looking at the boy's trusting and clear eyes, he couldn't say a word.

"Brother?" Fu Yunyi clenched the man's wrist in confusion.

"Aren't we in a cold war now?" Zhuo Qingfan threw the boy's hand away in a panic, turned his face away and growled, "I'm still angry with you, I don't want to sit with you, I feel uncomfortable sitting with you !"

The boy's expression suddenly darkened, and his joyful heart was instantly beaten back to its original shape.

Is Zhuo Qingfan...wouldn't want to sit with him now?

Did he actually hate him so much?

Fu Yunyi let out a long breath, the suffocation in his heart made him a little dazed.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being hated by someone you like.

Seeing that Zhuo Qingfan's attitude softened a little, he thought that he had forgiven him a little, but it turned out that...

"I'm sorry." The boy lowered his head and said hoarsely, "Brother, I was thinking too much, I shouldn't be so pushy."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart was blocked, and he said hastily: "I'm not saying you have to push yourself..."

"Brother, I understand." The boy interrupted him muttering, "In your heart, I'm still a liar, a hooligan, a bully, I know, I'm not worthy to sit with you now."

"Little Yi!"

"I will change it." Fu Yunyi raised his head, "Brother, I know I was wrong before, but can you give me some time? I will tell you with actions that I really like you and I will protect you. You are forever."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart was sour, and he was silent for a long time before he said weakly: "It's not your fault..."

It's his fault.

Now the person with impure intentions, anxiety, and ulterior motives is him.

It's him who is wrong now...

"I'm going upstairs first." Zhuo Qingfan lowered his eyes weakly, "You go to work first, I'll come down later and make you dinner."

Fu Yunyi hummed heavily.

Zhuo Qingfan turned around and went upstairs.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

He is really not suitable for lying, especially when lying to his most important person, the kind of guilty conscience and flustered will almost drown him.

Seeing the back of the man fleeing as if leaving, Fu Yunyi's eyes gradually darkened.

Why did he always feel that the distance between Zhuo Qingfan and him seemed to be even further away this time around?

There was an invisible wall between the two of them.

Every gesture has become cautious.

Even the collision of eyes became evasive.

The boy's heart sank little by little, and a strong sense of powerlessness gradually came to his heart.

*****

Zhuo Qingfan was upstairs in a daze, and went downstairs at 07:30.

Although he really didn't want to go down, he still had to cook dinner for Fu Yunyi. After a hard day's work, he had to eat enough to sleep.