The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"If you really treat me like a brother, tell me your birthday. If you don't tell me, I won't let you go."

"...July 31." The child hesitated for a while, and said quickly, "I will only tell you one person."

"… .."

July….31…

Zhuo Qingfan's heart clenched together.

He actually forgot, how could he forget, how could he forget.

Today is Fu Yunyi's birthday, his 19th birthday.

Only he remembered it, but now, even he had forgotten it.

Zhuo Qingfan stared blankly at the boy's drooping eyebrows, his overwhelming remorse nearly drowned him.

"Xiao Yi..." Zhuo Qingfan raised his hand to touch the boy's shoulder, but Fu Yunyi raised his hand and shook him away.

"Get out." The boy said a word coldly in a very low voice.

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered, he moved closer to the boy regardless, hugged the boy's shoulders tightly and hugged him in his arms, saying: "Xiao Yi, I'm sorry, brother was wrong, I forgot, I'm really sorry."

"Get out!" Fu Yunyi struggled and pushed the man's shoulder.

After Zhuo Qingfan was pushed away, he hugged him again: "I was really wrong, please forgive me, I..."

"Get out!" Fu Yunyi growled, "Go away, I don't want you anymore! Go celebrate someone else's birthday, go!"

"I won't give it to others." Zhuo Qingfan hugged him tightly, "Brother only celebrates your birthday, I was wrong, from today onwards, brother will only celebrate your birthday."

"What are you doing back here?" Fu Yunyi growled with red eyes, "It's already past twelve o'clock, my birthday has passed, aren't you still with Li Yanbing? You continue to accompany her! You go to accompany her Make a wish and accompany her to blow out the candles!"

"I won't accompany her." Zhuo Qingfan held the boy's wrist tightly, pressed him on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Listen to me, brother doesn't care about you, I... I really just forgot it temporarily."

"I won't forgive you." Fu Yunyi growled and pushed him away.

"Okay, okay." Zhuo Qingfan pulled him over again and hugged him tightly: "I don't forgive you, I swear, from today onwards, I won't interfere with anyone's birthday, anyway, our mother passed away, and whoever I love, from now on I will only Can I pass it to you?"

"Do you think I'll forgive you for saying that?"

Hearing the boy's hoarse voice, Zhuo Qingfan's heart trembled, he quickly pushed him away, looked anxiously at the boy's red eyes, wiped his tears, and said: "Okay, okay, I don't forgive you, don't you Can you cry?"

Fu Yunyi stared at his red eyes, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth with a trembling voice: "You don't need to be hypocritical!"

Zhuo Qingfan's heart ached, the boy's little face was wet from crying, the tip of his nose was red, and his voice was hoarse.

The whole person looks pitiful.

Fu Yunyi's appearance was originally handsome and painful, but now he is even more pitiful when he cries, which makes people feel pity.

"Don't cry." Zhuo Qingfan kept wiping the moisture from the corners of the boy's eyes, and said softly, "Your face is turning red from crying, poor boy."

Fu Yunyi gritted his teeth: "You are the poor one."

Zhuo Qingfan hugged him, patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "I'm really sorry, it's all my fault."

Fu Yunyi had already calmed down, laying his face on the man's shoulder and said sullenly: "It's already two o'clock."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart trembled, and he was filled with endless regret: "I know, I'm sorry, it's my brother's fault for making you wait so long by yourself."

"I'm not waiting for you." Fu Yunyi muffled.

"I know." Zhuo Qingfan patted the boy's shoulder, and said in silence for a while, "Why don't you get up first, it's only two o'clock, and it's not yet dawn, as long as it's not dawn, it's still your birthday, let's eat together How about a birthday cake?"

Fu Yunyi nestled in the man's arms without moving.

Zhuo Qingfan frowned, then pushed his shoulder again, "Fu Yunyi?"

The boy grunted in annoyance, grabbed the man's thin waist with his hands, and burrowed into his arms, moaning displeasedly

"I do not want to eat!"

Zhuo Qingfan frowned: "This is your birthday cake, no matter what, let's light some wax and make a wish."

"I don't want to." Fu Yunyi still lay motionless in his arms.

Zhuo Qingfan twitched his forehead, patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you don't want to move, I'll help you. Just watch and make a wish so that brother feels less guilty, okay?"

Fu Yunyi didn't speak, and after a long silence, he hummed lightly.

Zhuo Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief, pushed his shoulder and said, "Get up first."

The boy straightened up and leaned back on the back of the chair expressionlessly. His small face was white and tender, his eyes were red and moist, and even though there were wet tears on his face, he was still as beautiful as ever. Dust fairy.

Zhuo Qingfan sat on the sofa, picked up a birthday candle on the table, and stuck it in the center of the cake.

Fu Yunyi tilted his head, and then limply leaned against the man's arms.

Zhuo Qingfan pushed but didn't push, so he simply let him lean on his shoulder, lighting the fire and removing the knife and fork by himself.

"Okay." Zhuo Qingfan patted the boy's shoulder and said, "The candles are lit, come on, cheer up and make a wish."

Fu Yunyi lay in his arms: "You promise, I don't have any wishes."

Zhuo Qingfan felt sore: "Why don't you have any wishes? You are only eighteen or nineteen, a good age to look forward to the future. What are you doing so decadently? Hurry up, get up and blow out the candles to make a wish."

Fu Yunyi straightened up from the man's shoulder with a face full of reluctance, impatiently blew out the candles, and said to the cake, "I hope that no one will have the same birthday as me, especially women!"

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of wish is this?"

"You don't care about me." After finishing speaking, Fu Yunyi tilted his body again, lying on the man's body.

Zhuo Qingfan sighed helplessly: "Are you sleepy? So listless."

The boy hummed vaguely, slipped his hands down, and caressed the man's waistline and crotch back and forth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Very tired and sleepy."

Zhuo Qingfan sighed, and said to the birthday cake: "The wish he made just now doesn't count, I will make another wish for him, I hope he will be safe and sound next year."