I'm scum on Bai Yueguang's head

This night, Xie Xing'an and Fu Tinghan tossed and turned, and almost didn't fall asleep all night.

"Little boyfriend..." Xie Xing'an repeated it foolishly, then covered his flushed face with the quilt, and let out a raving laugh mixed with joy and shame at the same time.

Thinking of the future "fake show for real", Xie Xing'an was completely sleepy, and wanted to use his mobile phone to search for places where couples must check in, but when he thought of Fu Tinghan telling him not to stay up late on the phone, Still withdrew his hand, lay back on the pillow and closed his eyes.

He has to be obedient and listen to his boyfriend.

...

Xie Xingan suddenly lifted the quilt.

Huh?This year's Double Eleven, it seems that you don't have to pass it by yourself, huh?

Hee hee (*/w＼*)

On the other end, Fu Tinghan looked at the ceiling at home, his eyes straightened.

After a long time, he covered his face with his hands.

It's over.

He felt a little out of control.

There is a saying that is good, don't say that a man is small.

But don't boast that a man who likes you is big.

Because men can't stand teasing.

Fu Tinghan's mind is now full of Xie Xingan's soft "big boyfriend". He is not such a person who is easy to think wildly, but when facing Xie Xingan, he just can't restrain himself.

His love, his pampering, his true tenderness, all belong to Xiao An.

And in the same way, his desires, his crazy possessive desire hidden in his heart, and his unknown dark side all originated from Xie Xingan and belonged to Xie Xingan.

Now, he is Xie Xingan's "love" in the game, Xie Xingan's "fake boyfriend" in reality, and Xie Xingan's childhood sweetheart, "brother" who has no blood relationship.

The more identities there are, the more Fu Tinghan can't suppress the restlessness in his heart.

He doesn't want any miscellaneous identities.

All he wanted was one.

Xie Xingan is truly the only one.

Fu Tinghan looked at his empty chest. In his dark eyes, there was a darkness that had never been revealed to outsiders.

Black is introverted, quiet, domineering, and greedy. No matter what it encounters, it will engulf it and devour it.

"Xiao An..."

you are mine.

Early the next morning, Xie Xingan slept soundly.

I don't know if that Uncle Tang is busy with his career, or he understands that young people nowadays are nocturnal? Biological, he didn't wake up Xie Xingan by banging on the door early in the morning like some over-enthusiastic parents. I watched him eat breakfast, climb mountains and do Tai Chi or something, but only sent a WeChat message, telling him to go downstairs to have breakfast when he woke up.

He also said that his son is coming home soon, and he is also studying business. Maybe the two of them can have a chat.

But Xie Xing'an didn't want to chat with his son very much. Apart from his own personality, he also heard that Uncle Tang's son was 28 or 29.

It's not age discrimination, it's mainly a three-year generation gap, there are estimated to be three gaps between the two, and it's likely that they won't be able to talk together.

And Xie Xing'an guessed that the other party also didn't want to waste time with him. After all, he had a successful career and seemed to have a lot of scientific research projects in his hands, so he was a very busy person.

If you have time to chat with yourself, it is better to go to research and develop two papers and comment on a full professor early.

But just as he was about to log out of WeChat to take a shower, his phone rang.

Xie Xingan picked it up and looked at it, speechless.

Su Qingzhou.

Although yesterday's incident was only fermented on Weibo for a while, Xie Xing'an can also imagine that the school forum is probably already full of noise.

Su Qingzhou is also a student of Imperial University, there is no reason why only others can see it, but he cannot.

"Brother Xiao An!!"

As soon as he answered the phone, Su Qingzhou's voice was so loud that it pierced the eardrums.

Xie Xingan clicked his tongue and moved the phone a little further away, "It's so noisy."

Su Qingzhou's voice immediately dropped, "Brother Xiaoan..."

It's good if he calls and asks, Xie Xing'an just stopped his thoughts, lest this kid still focus on him.

"Brother An, you and that person..."

Xie Xing'an's tone was light: "It's true."

"I don't believe it!" Su Qingzhou's voice rose again, and then his tone dropped again, "It must be fake, isn't your fake love..."

Xie Xingan frowned, this guy's intuition is quite accurate.

But how could he admit it so easily, and denied it: "No, I confessed."

"Impossible!" Su Qingzhou said firmly, "It must be an excuse for the two of you not to want those two girls who took the vlog to join you in making mooncakes!"

"..."

Listening to the silence on the other end, the darkness in Su Qingzhou's eyes became a little brighter.

"I hit it off, right?"

Xie Xing'an sighed, rubbed his messy hair, and said, "Don't care if it's true or not, anyway, brother Han and I are in a romantic relationship."

"Also, you'd better restrain yourself and don't take things..."

Before Xie Xing'an finished speaking, Su Qingzhou came over with a joyful voice: "I won't say anything, brother Xiao An, don't worry, I listen to you the most...and I like you the most!"

Su Qingzhou was indeed relieved, and at the same time sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, as he thought, Fu Tinghan didn't dare to confess his love to Xie Xingan.Fake love...what a ridiculous excuse.

As long as the two of them don't really connect with each other, he still has a chance.

……

Xie Xing'an hung up the phone, feeling a little irritable, but it's useless to think too much, anyway, as long as he is the person next to Fu Tinghan now.

When he finished washing and went downstairs, he heard a man's tired and impatient voice from downstairs.

"Dad, it's your business if you want to associate with their family, and it's your business if you want to win the child's favor. I said that I only do academics, and you should rely on Xue'er to inherit the family business!"

Xie Xing'an nodded silently, he was right, he was indeed an academic fanatic, and had no hobby of babysitting.

"Her?" It was Tang Qi's voice this time, "She is less ambitious than you! She didn't even study hard, and inherited a business?"

Xie Xing'an leaned against the stairs on the second floor, waiting for the two of them to finish their quarrel before going down, so as not to embarrass them and embarrass themselves.

At the same time, he was also listening and wondering if he could find an excuse to go out alone with Uncle Tang's son, and then the two of them would talk in private.

He didn't want to stay, and that person didn't want to keep him either, so he just happened to be able to send him home.

Go home and find Brother Han.

But listening to it, Xie Xingan felt that the voice was a little familiar?

Like before, where have you heard it?

As expected of his surname Tang, Tang Qi trained his son to compete with Tang Seng. He repeated a few words for a long time, and Xie Xing'an was rubbing his ears. His son was still good-tempered, and he didn't contradict his father.

However, it didn't last long before Tang Qi noticed a figure standing on the second floor. After giving his son a warning look, he walked towards Xie Xing'an.

"An'an, are you awake?"

Xie Xing'an nodded: "Good morning, Uncle Tang."

In the living room, the tall figure sitting on the sofa moved slightly.

Adults are always the most smiling towards other people's children. Xie Xing'an walked down the stairs, and Tang Qi pulled him with a smile and asked how he slept last night, whether he was hungry, and what he would like to have for breakfast.

"I'm fine, I'm not picky eaters." Xie Xingan lied without changing his face.

After all, it's someone else's house, so it's not easy to pick and choose.

And maybe today is the last day of my stay, so I have to behave better.

Tang Qi nodded and saw Xie Xingan glanced at the sofa.

He turned his head and looked over, his eyebrows and beard were all erected together, and he reached out to pat his son on the head.

Brat, all the guests have come down and are still sitting on the sofa with a straight face!

But before his hand touched his shoulder, the man on the sofa stood up suddenly, and Tang Qi was startled by the quick movement.

The brat wants to rebel!

But who knows, Tang Qi's expected scene of his son sneering at Xie Xing'an did not appear.

His dull son, who has always been obsessed with academics and doesn't understand the world, is standing behind the sofa, staring straight ahead.

"Xing'an, it's really you!"

Xie Xingan sat at the dining table, swallowing a brown sugar oatmeal bun with some difficulty.

Apart from the fact that he doesn't like to eat this kind of whole grains for health, there is also...

"Oh, I didn't expect An An and Qing Xuan to know each other." Tang Qi's smile was so big, "What a coincidence."

Tang Qingxuan ignored the wrinkled father who smiled, and stared at Xie Xingan who was opposite him, "Well, it's a coincidence."

"Oh! I remembered!" Tang Qi stuffed the half brown sugar steamed bun that was left in his hand into his mouth and ate it deliciously. Xie Xing'an, who was watching, was full of doubts.

Really quit?

Tang Qidao: "I remember that your two schools are next door to each other. Imperial Institute of Technology and Imperial University are very close!"

Xie Xing'an nodded, and suddenly put down a glass of water in front of him.

There is a light amber color in the water, which should be mixed with honey.

People with a bad stomach, drinking honey is good.

"You brat, you didn't say anything when you knew An An, your mother and I didn't even know." Tang Qi asked Xie Xing'an curiously.

Xie Xing'an glanced at Tang Qingxuan nervously, and saw him smile faintly at himself, and explained to Tang Qi beside him: "Xing'an and I met at a business competition where I was a judge. .”

He didn't say anything about the game, which made Xie Xing'an slightly relieved.

Tang Qingxuan seemed to understand his thoughts, and smiled with lowered eyes.

There was some bitterness in the smile that couldn't be ignored.

Xie Xingan turned his head guiltily, held the cup and drank honey in small sips, smoothing down the dry brown sugar steamed bun in his mouth.

Tang Qi can also be regarded as a parent who understands young people better, as can be seen from the way he and his son get along without airs.

He was afraid that Xie Xing'an and Tang Qingxuan would not be able to let him go if he was there, so after breakfast he went out to play Tai Chi with his friends, so that the two young people could have a chat at home.

The problem is that Xie Xing'an doesn't want him to leave at all.

The living room was quiet, Tang Qingxuan took the cup Xie Xingan had finished drinking, poured another cup of honey for him, then sat on the sofa, clasped his hands, and supported his knees.

Xie Xingan knew what he wanted to ask.

"You, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Sure enough, Tang Qingxuan also saw yesterday's trending search for "Bakery Workshop". Tang Qingxuan showed a irascible side rarely.

In the end, he didn't expect that "trouble" was actually the person he was thinking about and worried about.

With Xie Xingan's "approval", Tang Qingxuan was finally able to vomit the doubts in his heart all night.

"Xing'an." Tang Qingxuan held his breath and frowned slightly, "Are you and classmate Fu really together?"