Mr. Fu is always too annoying

To thank someone?

Fu Qianyuan was startled: "Thank you to whom?"

Fu Tong didn't tell him, but said, "You'll know when you see it."

Fu Qianyuan has always been conniving towards his own son, since Fu Tong didn't want to talk about it, he naturally wouldn't ask any more questions. Hearing this, he murmured: "Okay."

Although it sounds a bit aggrieved carefully, it is very similar to the [Little Qinglong Wronged]. You are wronged, but as long as you don't say it clearly, I can pretend that I didn't understand.

Ya Zi Zai Zai Zai Zai: [Tilt head bully laughing].jpg

Fu Tong smiled in his heart, leaned over and picked another bouquet of flowers, this time he didn't give it to Fu Qianyuan, but hugged it in his arms: "It's getting late, let's go back first, Wen Rong is still there, let It's always impolite for him to be alone for so long."

I can be so considerate thinking that no one else would coax me.

Obviously I am easy to coax, but you can make me extremely happy with a single word.

unhappy.

From Fu Qianyuan's eyes, Fu Tong saw such a message, but what he heard in the end was an extremely calm sentence.

People who can't act like a baby won't have candy.

Fu Tong thought so, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let's go."

Two people walked towards the top of the mountain with a bouquet of evening photos flowers. At this time, the night was dark, and insects were faintly singing in the distance. The shadows of trees in the mountains occasionally covered the moonlight. The layer upon layer of lamps beside the lamp road are also like bright and bright stars in the sky.

Everything is gentle and peaceful, and even the mountain wind seems to have slowed down. You can't hear the rustling of the wind, but you can hear the subtle rustling of it brushing against the branches and leaves of the trees.

Fu Tong has forgotten how many years he has not felt this kind of peaceful feeling. He hugged the flower and walked forward slowly. After a while, he suddenly felt his hand was gently touched by the person next to him.

He didn't think too much about the first touch, thinking that the two of them were relatively close and accidentally bumped into each other while walking, but the second, third... After being touched so many times in a row, Fu Tong finally realized Something was wrong, and he turned his head to look at Fu Qianyuan.

The person being watched didn't look directly at him, but quietly looked ahead, but his hands didn't stop moving, and when Fu Tong looked over, he touched him lightly.

Fu Tong: "..."

You're pretty good at it.

He wanted to laugh a little, but he held back and put on a very serious look: "What are you doing?"

Being pointed out bluntly, Fu Qianyuan was no longer obsessed with doing those reserved little moves, he looked at Fu Tong, and seriously expressed his little wish: "Zai Zai, can I hold your hand?" ?”

With the evening light, Fu Tong saw that his face was a little red.

Alas.

The person being molested is not shy yet, but you, the molesting person, should be embarrassed first.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't think so."

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were instantly filled with disappointment, but he refused to let it go, and asked Fu Tong in a low voice: "Is it really not possible?"

What he said was wronged, as if Fu Tong had bullied him, and what appeared with this sentence was his dragon tail.

Slightly cold but soft and elastic to the touch, it wrapped around Fu Tong's wrist, and the tip of his tail still swept there a few times.

As if to seduce.

Fu Tong: "..."

He was silent for a few seconds, looked at Fu Qianyuan, and said his most sincere sentence of the night: "You dog."

Fu Qianyuan smiled, hummed lightly, and admitted his dog.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. When it comes to pursuing people, it should be a dog. It can bring unexpected results in many cases.

For example, Qin Zihang, if he hadn't done those stupid things back then, based on Lu Qi's bad impression of him when the two met for the first time, he wouldn't have been able to chase Lu Qi so smoothly and quickly.

Fu Qianyuan also heard that his cub, Qin Jingshen, has also inherited this. Recently, he has been chasing Wen Rong's cub, and it seems that he is about to do so.

Between being a dog but being able to get his wish and not being a dog but being cold, of course Fu Qianyuan would choose the former.

He wants to have a good result with his own cubs, compared to that, face is not something worth caring about at all.

Fu Qianyuan had already made a decision in his heart, and at this moment, he went to the end, looking at what Fu Tong had said before, and asked again: "Can I hold your hand?"

While talking, he tapped Fu Tong's palm with the tip of the dragon's tail, and the soft touch passed over the place where it touched, and it was slightly itchy, but it was hard to tell whether it was the hand or the heart.

"..."

Fu Tong was expressionless: "I suspect, no, I think you are seducing me."

Fu Qianyuan smiled and didn't deny it. Just about to speak, he saw Fu Tong suddenly smiled: "But you don't know me too well now."

So you don't know, if you really want to be a dog, in fact, I can be more like a dog than you.

Fu Qianyuan was startled, and before he had time to think about what Fu Tong meant, the next second, he felt his tail being grabbed.

Fu Tong held his tail in his hand and rubbed it over and over for more than 20 times. After feeling the itching in his heart subside temporarily, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and then let go of his hand.

The eagerness when he was rubbing the dragon's tail just now disappeared when he let go, leaving only a sentence that was completely opposite to it.

"No, let's go."

His voice was cold, his face was calm, and Long Wei refused to look back any longer, as if pulling out some heartless scumbag.

Now the silent person became Fu Qianyuan.

He looked at his own dragon tail, and was stunned for a few seconds. When he looked up again, he saw that Fu Tong had walked almost ten meters away. The lights here are intertwined and complement each other.

They were meant to be together, then, now, and always.

Fu Qianyuan hugged the flowers in his arms tightly, smiled silently, and followed quickly.

……

It takes about half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

Fu Tong walked around the corner and saw a lamp in the house like a bean from a distance, a dim and hazy lamp, hidden in the dark night outside the window, not bright, but warm and gentle.

This lamp was also made by Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan in the past.

Looking at the light, Fu Tong's heart softened involuntarily, and he walked home with flowers in his arms.

After entering, I didn't see Wen Rong, but I saw a note next to the lamp, with Wen Rong's words on it, thin and sharp, saying that I will stay at the foot of the mountain tonight and see you tomorrow morning.

The reason why he did this is actually very simple -

There is only one bed in Long Xunshan's cabin, and Wen Rong really doesn't know where he will sleep if he stays.

Looking at Wen Rong's note at this time, Fu Tong also realized this, and felt very sorry. He originally wanted to call Wen Rong, but after thinking about it, Fu Qianyuan was still there. If Wen Rong asked something, he was embarrassed to say it. After thinking about it, I finally chose to send a message.

He clicked on WeChat, poked Bai Ze's profile picture, typed and sent.

[Smelly Shameless Fu Ergou]: Have you found a place to live yet?

The message was sent and the response was quick.

[Baibai Baize]: I found it, it's in the town closest to Longxun Mountain, you...how are you and Fu Qianyuan doing?

Fu Tong glanced in Fu Qianyuan's direction, met the latter's eyes with a smile, paused, turned his eyes back pretending not to care, bowed his head and continued typing.

[Smelly Shameless Fu Ergou]: Fortunately, I chatted with him and decided on some things, which is...

He pursed his lips, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he took up the rest of the words.

[Smelly Shameless Fu Ergou]: I guess we have left a little room for each other.

What he said was vague, if the person on the message box was Wen Lang, he would definitely not be able to understand him, and he felt that this person was really difficult to deal with, but fortunately, the person who is talking to Fu Tong now is not stupid The white and sweet gluttonous cub, but Wen Rong.

He is too transparent and knows Fu Tong too well. After seeing Fu Tong's news, he instantly understood what he meant, and he was a little relieved.

It's not that the relationship between the two is easing, but that Fu Tong is finally willing to let him go.

While giving Fu Qianyuan a chance, he was actually giving himself a chance.

And how much does Fu Tong need this opportunity?

Wen Rong couldn't say, he just felt that if this opportunity came later, Fu Tong might be like the glutton before Wen Lang, with boundless boredom and despair, on the road of self-annihilation.

This is something he has been worried about all these years, and now it seems that this worry may be put down a little bit.

pretty good.

Wen Rong smiled warmly, looking at the screen with his eyes, and through it, he seemed to see the Yazi cub nine years ago. At that time, he was not called Fu Tong, but Meng Qi. When Wen Rong first met him, he hugged him. Seeing himself hiding in a dark corner, when he heard Wen Rong approaching, he raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent and silent, surrounded by an inextricable black mist.

But now, he got up from the darkness, and the black mist on his body also dissipated, walking towards the dawn step by step along the sky.

The long night is over, and there will be a vast expanse of light in the future, and there will be no end to the dawn.

Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, it is nothing more than the case.

Wen Rong laughed, and clicked into the message box with his hands down.

[Baibai Baize]: That's good.

The three simple words couldn't be seen through the screen, but Fu Tong knew that Wen Rong must be smiling at this time, that kind of warm smile that brought him out of the darkness nine years ago.

He also smiled, and after replying with an emoticon package of [You see, I am a sunflower].jpg, he put away his phone and looked back at Fu Qianyuan.

Standing there, Fu Qianyuan never took his eyes off Fu Tong from the beginning to the end. The two looked at each other. Fu Qianyuan was inexplicably nervous: "Zai Zai, what's wrong?"

Two seconds after the words fell, I heard Fu Tong's voice: "Get up early tomorrow and watch the sunrise with me. After watching the sunrise, we will go back."

He stood by the lamp with a soft voice, and the dim light reflected on his face, tender and lingering, which made Fu Qianyuan feel that he and Fu Tong seemed to have returned to the time when they were happy and happy again.

He couldn't help being stunned, as if absent-minded, staring at Fu Tong there for a long time, until Fu Tong waited for a while without waiting for his reply, and looked at him with suspicious eyes, he just woke up like a dream, slowly Slowly smiled.

"it is good."

He smiled, in the gentle light of the room, looking at the person surrounded by tenderness in front of him, and said softly.

The sound diffused into the slow mountain wind outside the window, brushed over the pines and cypresses, and finally mixed into the stars and moonlight, staying there with everything in the world, quietly waiting for the dawn.