Hey, are you in love?

Fu Zhaoyang turned his head and took a look. Fu Zhaohui next to him was rinsing the foam off the dishes. Feeling his gaze back, he asked, "What's the matter? Did you meet something pleasing to the eye?"

"No." He said as he washed the dishes with dish soap.

Fu Zhaohui was half a head shorter than him, and he usually laughed and laughed like a big brother. He took pleasure in teasing him since he was a child, but he was absolutely unambiguous at critical moments, such as sexual orientation, such as coming out of the closet.

Fu Zhaoyang hesitated before saying, "Do you still remember Gu Yuheng?"

"Remember, my high school classmate, a big star, you and I used to follow behind when we went out to play when we were young."

"He broke his leg and went to our hospital yesterday morning."

Fu Zhaohui put the last plate into the cupboard and asked, "You think that's him? It's love at second sight?" He paused again, thought for a while, and suddenly realized: " Let me just say, when you were young, you followed people around and called you brother every day, which is more affectionate than calling me, so it turns out that you, a fellow, have long since betrayed the revolution because of your lust."

"..." Fu Zhaoyang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't make any excuses. He just said, "Are all your university teachers so good at focusing on key points?"

"Our university teachers are very sensitive to puppy love."

"Crazy." Fu Zhaoyang scolded him with a smile.

Fu Zhaohui approached him, nudged him lightly with his elbow, and asked in a mysterious whisper, "Is it true? All these years just to wait for him?"

"No." He flushed the foam on his hands helplessly, and said, "When I was a child... I did have a crush on him. After I grew up, it was because I never met the right person, not for him." Dr. Fu wiped his hands and turned back Looking at his brother: "I didn't tell you this to let you dig into my love history. Your old classmate broke his leg, and your own brother was stitched up by others. Don't you want to take a look?"

"I'll go if you beg me." Fu Zhaohui teased him with a smile.

"Whether I want to go or not, I'm not my old classmate." Fu Zhaoyang turned his head to go out.

"What's an old classmate? First love is more important than an old classmate, right? People also want to stitch up the wounds of first love." Fu Zhaohui said meanly, pinching his throat.Fu Zhaoyang turned around and wanted to throw a slipper in his face.

Outside, Mu Qing heard the sound of the kitchen water stop for a long time, sat in the living room and asked, "Why does it take so long to wash the dishes? Didn't you hide in the kitchen and smoke?"

"No." Fu Zhaohui shouted at the top of his voice, "Mom, Zhaoyang said he wanted to help you chop up the dumpling stuffing for lunch tomorrow."

"That's a good relationship. The meat is in the refrigerator. When chopping the stuffing, chop the onion and ginger directly into it to remove the fishy smell."

"..." Thinking of the unreserved confession just now, Fu Zhaoyang wanted to throw his brother out of the balcony.

The two of them didn't stay at home at night, and when they got on the road to say goodbye, Mu Qing murmured behind him: "You are a scholar who is useless, you have studied for so many years, and you have to ride a bicycle in the cold weather."

Fu Wei patted her on the shoulder: "Study is not for money, you will have it if you work hard in the future."

In mid-February, the central heating hadn't stopped. When the door was opened, the heat from the room rushed out. Fu Zhaoyang's frozen limbs instantly felt sore and swollen as if they had been thawed out.

He threw himself on the bed, the shattered hair on the top of his head slipped down, scratching his browbones a little itchy, but tiredness had swept him away, and he really didn't have the energy to take care of it.

Gu Zhaohui came over from the entrance after changing heels, stretched out his foot and lightly touched his calf, and said, "Won't you wash it?"

Only then did Fu Zhaoyang get up, as if he had exhausted all his strength, rubbed his eyes and walked to the bathroom, washed up, but became more refreshed, and said: "Go and wash, I'll go to bed first, take the bedding by yourself, and still leave the bed." In the original cabinet."

Fu Zhaohui didn't leave, but stood there and asked, "Shall I go to the hospital with you tomorrow?"

"Need not."

"How long will it take to change your mind again? Don't I need to help you out?"

Fu Zhaoyang turned over on the bed: "What kind of formation is looting, he even forgot who I am, you can go if you want, it's okay if you don't want to, I just want to tell you, there is such a thing." His tone Mixed with sleepiness and uninhibitedness, it seems that I really don't care.

Fu Zhaohui looked at his face deformed by the pillow, sighed softly, and cursed in a low voice, "You bastard."

Fu Zhaoyang didn't know if he heard it or not, he lay motionless, and his breath slowly took a long time.

Birds are chirping outside the window, and it is a new day when you open your eyes.

The scenery in the inpatient department was still the same. Zhang Yan was still asleep when Fu Zhaoyang made his ward rounds, and was sleeping soundly on the accompanying bed next to him.Gu Yuheng was playing games with his mobile phone, saw him coming in, and greeted him: "Doctor Fu."

"How do you feel today?" Fu Zhaoyang followed the normal steps with his usual expression.

"It's okay." He put down his phone and answered, his hair was messed up on the pillow, his face was unwashed, he looked at Fu Zhaoyang, and asked recklessly as if he hadn't woken up: "Doctor Fu, what do you think about your sexual partner?" What do you think?"

"Ah?" Fu Zhaoyang froze for a moment, fearing that he hadn't heard clearly, he unconsciously tilted his head forward, made a puzzled gesture, and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said... what do you think about the sexual partner?" Gu Yuheng repeated again, with a calm expression on his face as if eating and drinking.

Dr. Fu seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand. He licked his lips and frowned, a little unbelievable. Is Gu Yuheng asking him for sex?

But if it's not about sex, an adult asks another adult 'what do you think about sexual partners', is it to get an academic paper?

Gu Yuheng's demeanor was like a child thirsty for knowledge, looking at him without blinking.

Fu Zhaoyang pursed his lips. In his young spring dreams, the frames of eclectic scenes about this person made him feel embarrassed after many years.

But it's a bit too much to really ask for a date.He himself can't tell what kind of feelings he has for Gu Yuheng at this time. When he was a teenager, there was indeed a time that belonged to this person, and his eyes and dreams were full of his face.But whether it's that young crush, or the doctor-patient relationship at this time, it's not very suitable to develop into a simple friend with benefits.

Fu Zhaoyang hesitated for a while, before finding a compromise answer, and said: "It's a personal choice, no comment." It took only a few minutes before and after, since I felt the flavor of Gu Yuheng's words, and faced this person again, He seemed less cramped.

When Gu Yuheng heard what he said, he wanted to ask another question. Zhang Yan, who was next to him on the bed, turned over and sat up, as if he had just woken up, with a eyeball in the corner of his eye, he yawned and said: " Doctor Fu is here?"

"Yes." Fu Zhaoyang agreed, turned around and left without saying anything.

Gu Yuheng looked at Zhang Yan annoyedly, and clicked his tongue, as if complaining to him: "It's really time for you to wake up."

Zhang Yan had obviously been lying there listening to it for a while, and said with a smile, "Even if you really want to make an offer, you must at least find out about the person's sexuality, right? If you're asking such a stupid question, it would be embarrassing if the steel pipe is straight."

"He has feelings for me, I can see it." Gu Yuheng threw the phone aside, closed his eyes and said, "Mung bean porridge, pancake fruit and ham sausage, I'll sleep a little longer."

Dr. Fu returned to the office, with a smile on his face unconsciously, Gu Yuheng actually wanted to have sex with him.