The cultivated Omega has become an A

"Turn on the heat."

Shen Wenxu didn't intend to hitch a ride, so he waved his hand, "Let's say goodbye here."

He has to go back to the company at night. In the past, when he worked overtime, he often slept directly in the office. It seems that today is no exception.

Ye Jiahe hasn't left either.Seeing that he had only returned to the office at this time, he couldn't help but be angry: "Is it interesting for you to keep chasing people like this?"

Go out on such a high-spirited date that there's no one else to guess.

"Don't Fu Anyang even remember you?"

Ye Jiahe said, "If you treat him like this, he may not accept your favor. The time and energy invested are not proportional to the risk and return, and it is not worth it at all."

He was picked up by Ye Jianming to accompany Shen Wenxu before graduating from elementary school, and he knew this person completely.

Shen Wenxu is so shrewd, he has never done a business that made him lose money, so how could he do such a thankless thing.

"Risk, reward? It can't be calculated like that."

As if he thought his idea was very interesting, Shen Wenxu smiled, and was about to say something, but felt that it was unnecessary.As he passed his desk, he threw a candy.

"If you knew him, you probably wouldn't think so."

You don't know what kind of person he is.Because you have never been treated tenderly by him.

Ye Jiahe caught it with one hand, weighed it, curled his lips after seeing the packaging clearly, "What is this, something for coaxing children."

"Yan Yan bought it for me."

Shen Wenxu said with satisfaction.

While waiting for the car to pick me up, there was a car selling candy passing by.Fu Anyang bought him a pack of Skittles.

I remember his joking words in the aquarium, asking "Do you still want this" in such a trembling voice.

He doesn't like sweets, but when he came back, he ate one after another happily.The pockets are full of candy wrappers, and they rattle when they are twisted.

This reminded him of when he was playing in the yard when he was a child, one day Fu Anyang inexplicably asked him to run, and he would not stop until he ran five laps.

The two ran in tandem.Seen out of the sun and inactive all year round, how could he outrun Fu Yanyan, who jumped up and down all day long, and was left far behind after taking a breath.

At that time, Young Master Fu always looked disgusted, so annoying, why did he run so slowly.Occasionally stop and wait for him.

The surroundings of the villa are very quiet, only the clear and crisp children's voices will make it feel more empty.Seems to leave him far behind.

He thought of how he escaped from his enemies in the homes of his father's relatives and friends. Every time he thought everything would end soon, he would be quickly transferred to another completely unfamiliar environment and continue to hide under the fence.

I can't see my family, and it's hard to make friends. There are only endless escapes.

He must have been tired by then.Too tired to have the strength to play around with the young master in front of him who didn't know what sorrow was, he simply stopped on the grass and didn't move, in a self-defeating manner.

Young Master Fu yelled, why didn't you follow up.

He bowed his head and did not answer.

He wished he could be left here completely.No one needs to come to rescue him, and no one needs to pull him up.He hopes to become a part of the grassland, sink into the ground and become nourishment, become a grass, a tree.Take root here and never move for the rest of your life.

No need to move elsewhere, no need to wander.

Fu Anyang didn't pull him, but just stood there and waited for him, stubbornly waiting until dark, waiting for him to stand up again, exhausting all kinds of coercion and temptation.

If you still don't come over, I'll fine you to drink milk for me tomorrow morning!

If you come over quickly, let Auntie Song make your favorite curry at night.

He felt childish in his ears.But when it got dark, the housekeeper would come to look for him. Hiding him had already brought risks to the family, and he couldn't cause any more trouble. With this in mind, he caught up with Fu Anyang and ran the last half lap.

Dinner is fragrant curry.Young Master Fu's family has a big business, but he is the only one who accompanies him to eat. From sitting at the two ends of the long table, to separated by two chairs, to sitting next to each other within ten centimeters.

Young Master Fu whispered to him.

I heard from my mother that there are bad guys chasing you outside.

You have to exercise your body well, and when the bad guys come, even if you can't beat them, you can run faster.

Five more laps tomorrow!

At that time, he must have been crying. He scared Young Master Fu so much that he didn't know what to do. He also threw a bunch of candies that he didn't like, like coaxing a little girl.

clumsy, childish.But gentle.

Shen Wenxu looked down at the candy wrapper in his hand, and slowed down the memories in his mind.

He likes memories very much, like storing them as small movies and playing them repeatedly in his mind.When he couldn't see Fu Anyang, these small movies could refresh his mind and make him no longer want to be a grass or a tree.

To be a person, there will be a day when we meet again.

Ye Jiahe watched him distracted, and bluntly pointed out, "Every time you think of Fu Anyang, your expression is disgusting."

Shen Wenxu is used to his bad words.

"Envy?"

"……whispering sound."

Being poked in the center of his mind, Ye Jiahe became angry with embarrassment, "Isn't it just that he likes him, and he doesn't necessarily like you! I don't know what you have to be proud of."

"Long time makes love."

"The two of us have been together for a long time, why haven't you been in love with me?"

Yes, why.

This time Shen Wenxu thought for a while before answering, "Probably because you are too smart."

"I just like idiots."

**

Fu Anyang didn't come to school the next day.When the preparatory bell rang, Shen Wenxu couldn't wait for anyone at the school gate. He thought that he entered class early on a sudden whim, but the seats in the classroom were also empty.

At the end of the first class, Shen Wenxu came over to ask Fu Anyang's whereabouts.

"He was sick and asked for leave, didn't he tell you?"

Xia Yutian said carelessly, "Our little young master has weak bones, and he easily catches cold when he sweats. A cold is like a serious illness, and half of his soul can be burned, so he probably won't come in the afternoon."

It was because of this that he didn't dare to drag him to the court, and he also hoped to quickly differentiate into an alpha, so that his physique could be strengthened all at once.

Shen Wenxu was silent for a while, "Did he tell you?"

"It was posted in the group in the middle of the night last night. It must have been delirious from fever."

Xia Yutian furtively took out his phone and gave him a look, "Here."

[sunset: I have a cold and won't go to school tomorrow,]

I should have known better than to let him go home in wet clothes.

"Then I'll go and see him." Shen Wenxu nodded.

The next class started, and there was one more empty seat in the classroom.

He asked his subordinates to find out where he lived, and on the way there, Shen Wenxu took out his mobile phone, and the chat records with Fu Anyang were quiet.In contrast, it will be somewhat disappointing.

His attitude towards the three boys in Anyang is a bit complicated.Of course, knowing that they are Fu Anyang's friends, we should get along well, and we should also thank the three of them for their company and care for Anyang during his absence.

But deep down, there is inevitably a bit of jealousy.

They stayed by Fu Anyang's side longer, and there should be many small movies worth saving and playing repeatedly.

That "if only I was here" thought appeared more than once.

If he can always grow up by Fu Anyang's side, no one can surpass him in that trust and dependence.

Fu Anyang also had to move after his parents divorced.After the vehicle stopped, the villa in front of him was not the one he had hidden in when he was young.

Fu Anyang got up briefly, ate some breakfast, and then fell asleep again.Aunt Song heard that it was the young master's classmate who came to visit. Although she was a little surprised that he was in school, she decided to let him in first.

Not the three children who came to look for Fu Anyang in the past.The young man who came today looks even more handsome, with a familiar look between his brows.

"I was going to visit the grave with my parents today, but the ancestor worship was temporarily canceled in the morning."

Shen Wenxu showed a gentle smile, with a little slyness of a young man, "I've already asked for leave, so it's rare that I don't have to go to school. I heard that Yan Yan was ill, so I stopped by to have a look."

His expression and words were flawless.Auntie Song didn't doubt that there was him, and she was more optimistic when she heard that the child was called "Yan Yan" and her tone was friendly.The young master doesn't have many friends, so it must be sincere to be able to come to visit with such concern.

So he took the fruit he brought halfway, went to the kitchen to wash and cut it, put it on a plate and brought it to Fu Anyang's room, "It's time to take medicine."

The young master was still asleep and didn't know what happened.

The cold he caught the night before had something to do with his staying up late.It can be seen from the daily hobby of being addicted to being a machine for solving questions. When he gets caught up in something, Fu Anyang will devote himself wholeheartedly to it, showing persistence beyond ordinary people.

It played a role on Shen Wenxu last night.

He never liked to owe others.Shen Wenxu remembers everything about him, and he must also remember Shen Wenxu.

What's more, the moment he heard the phrase "I miss you very much", he seemed to have a faint urge to answer "I miss you very much".Although I don't know the reason for this impulse, whether it is a childhood playmate or Tong Yangfu, at least it can prove that they must have been friends with deep feelings.

The draft paper is densely circled, and even made a detailed mind map.He sorted out his thoughts and wrote down the relationship between the two of them one by one.

From the short time together when they were young, to the reunion in school after many years.until late at night.The words "Shen Wenxu" were written all over the draft paper.

Shen Wenxu is obviously a very important person.

Why can't I remember?

It was so late that I realized that I had a fever, and when I asked my aunt to get the medicine, I almost fell down the stairs when I was top-heavy.In the second half of the night, after taking the medicine, I was still thinking about lying on the bed, whether I would just burn back the forgotten things like this.

It's okay to burn a little bit more.

He was still groggy when he woke up.He was a little disappointed that there was nothing more meaningful in his mind.

"Yanyan, your classmates are here to see you."

Aunt Song stood at the door and said, "Let's chat, and call Auntie if you need anything."

"Thank you auntie."

Shen Wenxu thoughtfully helped her carry the tray, watched her go downstairs and closed the door, turned around and met the patient on the bed.

The patient took one look at him and then lay down again, covered tightly by the quilt.

Shen Wenxua came to the small table to put down the tray, and introduced in an orderly manner: "Morning, Yanyan. Do you want to eat fruit? Oranges or peaches first?"

"..."

"You can also take the medicine directly, but I think it's better to take something else before taking the medicine."

"..."

"Aunt Song will be worried if you don't take the medicine."

The effect of the last sentence is more obvious.The quilt squirmed twice, and was reluctantly kicked away by the people underneath.Fu Anyang sat up, pressed sleepy hair hard, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give me the medicine. Why are you here at this time."

I was lazy in the morning and didn't wash up.A patient doesn't need to care about his image when he is alone, but he obviously doesn't want others to see him in such a mess.

That's good enough.Compared to this sentence, what Shen Wenxu didn't want to hear was "what are you doing here".

"Don't worry about it." He poured the water, handed it along with the medicine, and said with a smile: "You are also handsome when you are sick."

It's like being able to read minds, which is outrageous.

Fu Anyang swallowed the pill and almost got it stuck in his throat, and coughed heavily after choking on the water.The expression of staring at him was dragged down by the blush at the end of the eyes, and the fierceness was not obvious, with the same force as being coquettish.

It's hot just by being close to it.His fever has not subsided, and his whole body is flushing, especially on his cheeks, giving off an ambiguous sense of embarrassment.Shen Wenxu stretched out his hand, pressed his fingertips on his bright red lower lip, and wiped off the remaining drops of water.Soft and hot.

There was no point in the movement, but the fingers stopped, wrapped by the slightly sunken lip flesh, and the angle of pressing down changed subtly, as if they wanted to reach in to feel the higher heat of the inner wall.

Fu Anyang's tolerance for his daily fondness for hands and feet has increased, but he can't stand this.At this time, he didn't do anything directly, maybe because he was too hot to burn, but just stared at him, "I bit you."

There was a sparkle of water in the light brown pupils.

Shen Wenxu moved his finger away, and also looked away, looking for something to do to distract his attention: "Do you want to eat oranges or peaches?"

"casual."

I didn't eat much in the morning, but I'm actually a little hungry.Fu Anyang took the fruit plate in a face-saving manner, and repeated the question while eating, "Why are you here now, aren't you going to class?"

"I didn't wait for you in the morning, and I don't want to go to class today."

Shen Wenxu complained, "I promised to bring me breakfast, but I will break my promise after the flag is set."

Fu Anyang: "..."

No one would chase her home for a carton of milk.

"You are always absent from school... you will be dismissed if you don't show up at the end of the semester." There is no valid reason, and it should not be so easy to ask for leave. "Does the teacher ignore you?"

"It doesn't matter. I gave the principal and class teacher a little omega wife."

"..."

Something strange has infiltrated the school!

Fu Anyang forgot to chew the fruit, and was about to ask him if it was true, but he heard his slightly sincere voice: "But I will study hard."

"I heard that after the monthly exam, the seats will be rearranged according to the results." Shen Wenxu happily planned, "Next time I want to sit at the same table as you."

"Heh. If you want to be at the same table as me, you must at least be in the top ten."

"I will work hard~"

Since when did small talk become so smooth.

Shen Wenxu talked to him aimlessly for a while, then suddenly said, "Yanyan."

Fu Anyang swallowed his last mouthful, "What are you doing?"

"Today is a day to remember."

"Remember my first cold in high school?"

"I know you don't remember." Shen Wenxu relished, "Today is the No. 15th day of school."

"No. 15 days is the time from the first meeting to the first conversation when we were young."

Fu Anyang paused when he put the fruit plate back, "I was pestered by you for half a month before I would talk to you?"

He had a lot of backbone when he was a kid.

"Ah, you made a mistake."

Shen Wenxu said solemnly, "It was you who worked tirelessly to get my attention, and finally moved me on No.15."

"..."

"Is my brain burned out or are you thinking about farting."

Shen Wenxu lay beside the bed and said happily, "It's true. So it's our anniversary."

Fu Anyang ate and drank enough and planned to continue lying down, but neither drove him away nor told him to stay.

Shen Wenxu: "I want to lie down too."

"You can lie on the ground."

"Aunt Song knew she would..."

"I'm sick!"

Being manipulated to a depressing level.Fu Anyang moved in, wrapped in a quilt, and turned his back to him.He said viciously, "Don't touch me."

This can be regarded as achieving the small goal of sleeping together.

Shen Wenxu was lying on the side of the bed, the position under him had already been warmed by him, and it was very comfortable against his back.

It should be more comfortable to hold.

Shen Wenxu went straight ahead, "Can I hug you?"

"..."

Very annoying!

Fu Anyang elbowed him back.

He let out a muffled snort, curled up covering his lower abdomen, hummed mournfully for a while, and didn't speak any more.

The room was silent for a while.Fu Anyang couldn't fall asleep, he stared at the bed sheet with his eyes open, and stared at the corner of the quilt after staring at the bed sheet.Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Shen Wenxu."

The voice of the person behind him was calm: "Yes. I am awake too."

"It may take me a long time to think of you, it may... really take a long time." He gritted his teeth and said the worst idea, "I may not be able to think of you."

"It's okay, I can wait."

Shen Wenxu smiled and sighed, "You have worked very hard. I know."

The draft paper scattered by the table has not had time to clean up, but it can be seen as soon as you enter the door.

"It's okay even if you really can't remember it." He said slowly, "Just don't forget me from now on."

The time to come will definitely be longer than the time to be forgotten.

His voice was soft, slowly coming from behind, telling a story.Fu Anyang's eye sockets were hot and sour.The mind relaxes, and the medicine force invades consciousness with drowsiness.Before falling asleep, he was still muttering to himself: "What a... idiot."

Shen Wenxu heard it, but smiled calmly, and said in a low voice, "Isn't this a good match?"

Idiots love idiots.