The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

Suddenly being shaken twice by the palm in front of his eyes, Fu Yun woke up from his memory, and the first thing he saw was Song Yi's slightly worried face.

Seeing that Fuyun's eyes finally recovered, Song Yi heaved a sigh of relief.He took Zai Zai's hand and walked to the bed, wrapped him in the quilt to cover him, and patted him twice with his hands before going around to the other side and climbing onto the bed in satisfaction.

Shocked by this series of actions to coax the child, Fu Yun's throat seemed to be blocked, and he was speechless for a long time.

The color of the flame has faded a bit, but Song Yi still played with it very vigorously. The little blue figure danced on the quilt, as if he had his own consciousness.

Song Yi poked it from time to time, and the villain would dodge backwards. If he jumped up hard, he could climb up his collarbone and hold on to the collar of his pajamas with one hand.

Fu Yun was secretly looking at Song Yi, he realized that maybe his recent self was too optimistic, which made him forget the betrayal he once had.

The painful lessons Su Liu taught him were too deep, and it was not easy for Fuyun to put his trust in another person.

Even if this guy Song Yi has a harmless face, he can't imagine how he would harm himself, but this feeling is really uncomfortable, and Fu Yun is a little entangled.

Although asking him to kill a living person now, this kind of cruelty is no different from Su Liu's generation.But he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes and experience the pain of being crushed again.

The light in the master bedroom went out suddenly, it was Song Yi who turned it off.Lan Huo had already lost his spiritual support and dissipated into the air. It was time to rest.

This is the first time sharing a bed with someone, and the partner is still his favorite cub, Song Yi is a little excited.Fuyun was wrapped up like a silkworm baby, so there would be no air leakage, and the central air conditioner would automatically enter sleep mode, so he didn't have to worry about her getting a cold.

Lying next to his own son, Song Yi secretly glanced at it from time to time. During the brief blindness after the lights were turned off, he couldn't see Fu Yun's expression clearly, but he couldn't wait to use his hands to coax him to sleep.

With that in mind, he did it.Slowly groping in the dark, he patted Fuyun through the quilt.Because he was separated by a layer of restraint, he couldn't feel the stiffness of the body below him at all, and a weird atmosphere permeated.

Song Yi didn't realize it, and after patting him twice, seeing that Fuyun was not struggling, he had to make an inch, quietly stretched out his arms and put his arms around Zai Zai's waist, his head seemed to be pressed on top of the opponent's head, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The whole person was in an embrace position, holding a man who was obviously a head taller than him in his arms. This magical scene seemed as weird as it could be.

"..." Fuyun was silent.

In fact, if he resisted, it would not have turned into such a situation at all.But the two or three seconds of hesitation at the beginning were doomed to his end.

Perhaps earlier, when Fu Yun decided to convert the beer in Song Yi's cup into plain water, Fu Yun had already begun to compromise.

Relying on his strong night vision ability, he can almost see the fine hairs on Song Yi's cheeks. The other party's eyes are closed tightly and his breathing is steady, which is a sign of falling asleep.

If you lied to me too.

I will destroy this world.

He cursed almost viciously.

……

When Song Yi woke up the next day, Fuyun was no longer in his arms, and the other party still got up early, so he didn't know how tightly he had tied him up last night.

According to Fuyun's recollection, when he woke up in the morning, he was almost out of breath.

Ever since he discovered the law of using spiritual power, Fuyun has also started to restrain himself, but he doesn't have to treat himself badly for the sake of restraint, he is frugal but not stingy, at least he can afford breakfast.

Song Yi ate fried eggs with a fork. Although he knew that these were all made with spiritual power, after passing through Fuyun's hands, he was full of the other party's heart.

The TV was not turned on, he saw Fuyun sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone out of the corner of his eye.Since he learned how to use it, Zai Zai's interest has skyrocketed, and he can see his movements all the time.

Ding dong.It was the notification sound from WeChat. At first, I thought it was from Fuyun, but Song Yi raised his eyes and asked casually, "Who is it?"

But he didn't wait for the other party's answer, because the screen of the mobile phone on the table was still on, and the obvious message above attracted his attention.

Oh, it turned out to be his cell phone.

Qi Hao sent a message, saying that everyone had a good time last night and didn't pay attention, and he apologized several times, saying that he, the host, did not entertain the guests well.

Song Yi didn't care, because he left on his own initiative last night, and no one else could blame him.So I made a call and said nothing happened, and I took it for granted.

But Fuyun, who was sitting on the sofa, did not respond for a long time because he had just received a WeChat message.After waking up this morning and finishing the preparatory work, he continued the huge work of deleting friends.

It was a bit tricky to delete the last one. The girl opposite happened to send him a message.

Ah Yi Yi: Hello senior, I am Meng Houyi, the first person who asked you for WeChat yesterday, I want to ask you something about Senior Song~

In fact, Fuyun doesn't have to worry about etiquette at all. Even if he deletes the person now, at most he will be labeled as rude, and there will be no twists and turns in his life.

But as soon as the other party came up, he asked Senior Song, thinking that he should take precautions, isn't it just to prevent girls from adding Song Yi's WeChat?As a result, the last girl had a very clear purpose, that is, she came here for someone.

There was a pause in the act of deleting friends, Fu Yun hesitated for a moment, and put a question mark in the past.

He's still not very skilled.

But Meng Houyi is different, that is the hand speed that she has practiced for many years as a single, and she has typed a large paragraph of text almost the moment Fuyun sent the message, or she has been waiting on the other side of the screen.

Ah Yi Yi: I'm sorry to bother you, senior.Don't worry, I don't have any other thoughts about Senior Song, but his name is very similar to a wife I know, so I want to ask you here.Does Song Xuechang usually write novels?

The amount of information in this paragraph is a bit large, and Fuyun couldn't understand it, so he groped into the browser and searched word by word slowly, and it took a long time to understand what "wife" and "novel" are.

The girl opposite was very patient, seeing that he hadn't replied and didn't urge her.Fu Yun typed a few words slowly to send: He didn't.

Three words negate Song Yi's identity as a writer.For Fu Yun, Song Yi stays with him all day, so there is no time for writing articles, and if he is a great god, there is no need to hide his identity from him.

Meng Houyi on the other side of the screen was a little disappointed, she quickly typed on the keyboard to reply: oh ok, thank you senior, sorry for the trouble.If you have anything to do in the future, you can ask me or my brother for help. ps: My brother is Meng Dengyuan, who is said to be Senior Song's former roommate.

After sending the message, Meng Houyi turned the pillow over, covered his face, and sighed vaguely.

She also knew that this matter was too unimaginable, so she didn't have much hope at all, but she was still a little depressed when she received a negative answer.

She didn't doubt Fuyun's identity. As a materialist who believed in science, it would be a terrifying thing for a virtual character to have a physical body.

She is more inclined to suspect that this real Fuyun is the prototype of the protagonist in the novel, because there is no part of the other party that is not based on the description in the novel, and is completely a character branded according to the template.

Therefore, Meng Houyi felt that Song Yi was Muyi.Even their names are very similar, if Song Yi separates them, they are homonyms.

It was too coincidental that she had to doubt it.But this kind of endless questioning actually lowered her favorability, and she risked getting blackmailed by Fuyun, desperately asking her.

The final outcome was as expected, but I was still inexplicably uncomfortable.

She is not one of those stalking bastards, she just wants to take the opportunity to satisfy her curiosity.Even if you know the truth, you will never disturb your wife's normal life except for daily YY and calling.

It may be the wish of every little fan to be closer to the idol he likes.

……

Fu Yun finally chose to keep Meng Houyi's WeChat account, of course it couldn't be because he was soft-hearted towards the girl, so I'm so sorry for the dozen or so friends he deleted before.

The reason is that he saw Meng Dengyuan's name, and the other party said that it might be helpful in the future.Fuyun is not short of help, but looking at Song Yi alone, this guy will always be alone, except for him, there is no one around who can talk.

This made Fuyun a little distressed.

If he is gone in the future, will the other party return to the previous way of life?

Fuyun has seen Song Yi's expressionless face before.It was in the dormitory, the first day they met.

At that time, Song Yi still had a flat mirror on his face, and his expression was indifferent. Except for the flash of surprise when they met each other for the first time, it was like a pool of stagnant water, and no one could withstand the slightest waves.

Song Yi is too like an air conditioner, when he looks at people with those eyes, sometimes he even has the illusion of contempt, but in fact, he really doesn't care about anything.

This habit is not good at all.Fu Yun thought so.

Recalling the loneliness of the freshman party, as long as there is no one to lead, Song Yi will voluntarily withdraw. He seems to always run counter to the excitement, yearning for loneliness alone.

Fu Yun turned off his cell phone, and he looked at the young man who was sipping porridge at the dining table, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

It might as well just leave a "friend" as a plan for Song Yi's future.

Because no matter what, he will leave.

There were not many people in the library at the beginning of school, because it was the second big class, and there was still nearly an hour left, so Song Yi decided to spend time here.

In the past, he always moved his notebook to save manuscripts, but he was free.But today I took Fuyun with me, considering the other party's knowledge intake, after thinking about it, Song Yi borrowed two children's enlightenment books.

When he borrowed the book, the aunt saw his expression was obviously weird, and then gradually became sympathetic.Imagine him as a difficult little dad who fell in love with a girl and had a child, but his partner ran away.

Naturally, Song Yi didn't know about Auntie's rich associations, so he hid the extremely shameful booklet with a professional book, sneaked back to the table, and handed it to Fuyun.

The other party didn't say anything, but saw the big word "Younger" on the cover, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

There was a new message in the class group. The school just started to count grades, add comprehensive test scores, and involve scholarships. Everyone is still very active.

Song Yi clicked on the form, but didn't fill in any awards, just wrote and submitted indiscriminately, very perfunctory.

When he raised his head again, he saw Fuyun reading children's enlightenment books happily.

He secretly bent his eyes.