A box of light gray blue

Why lie to her?

Fu Zhongzhou didn't dare to look directly into Xu Huang's eyes, and fumbled to put on his glasses. "Jiang Jing is very suitable to be a friend, but she hasn't paid enough attention when it comes to love."

"How do you know that she wants to fall in love with me?" Xu Yan didn't have any doubts, but instead had a serious tone of asking for advice.

"Why do you ask so many questions?" Fu Zhongzhou ended the question directly, "Go back to the dormitory quickly, and don't be caught by the dormitory."

The two stopped at the entrance of the community and stood opposite each other under a dim street lamp.After getting along for so long, Xu Yu no longer looks at him coldly, but under the warm yellow light, there are sincere and shrunken eyes.

Xu Chang took a step back, his eyes hidden in the shadow of his eyebrows.

"Then... I'm leaving. You go home early too."

"OK, good night."

"…Good night."

The two said goodnight and parted.Fu Zhongzhou couldn't help turning his head to look back, and saw Xu Yu's back from a distance, with one hand in his trouser pocket, the other hand into his earphones, his schoolbag was carried on one shoulder, and he followed his steps behind him dangling.

He just stood there in a daze under the streetlight at the gate of the community, watching Xu Yu gradually walk away, passing through the food stalls full of fireworks and rustling leaves, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

He thought he was really done.

He walked through the quiet neighborhood with his schoolbag and returned to his home.The clock in the living room pointed to [-]:[-] in the evening. When Fu Zhongzhou finished changing his shoes and entered the door, Grandpa Fu was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

"Are you back?" Grandpa Fu was sitting on the edge of the bed and beating his legs, "Come give me a squeeze."

When Fu Zhongzhou entered his room, he smelled a strong smell of traumatic medicine.He knelt down and wiped the medicine on the side of his grandfather's calf, rubbing it back and forth for a while.

"Yesterday I went hiking with some friends in the community. It must be because I was too tired from walking. I was in pain all day today." Although Grandpa Fu said it hurts, he still resisted the pain and chatted with Fu Zhongzhou pretending to be relaxed. "How's your study going? I feel like I'm talking less. Is it too stressful?"

"No." Fu Zhongzhou sat on the edge of the bed and kneaded his legs, "Don't worry."

"What's the matter?" Grandpa Fu leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Is it Xiaoyan's business?"

"...Or, are you looking at someone else?" Grandpa Fu laughed hoarsely, "I've been out of my mind all day, running outside every day, there must be something wrong."

"No," Fu Zhongzhou let go of his hand deliberately, "I won't rub it if you ask me again."

His grandfather was a university professor when he was young. According to his grandmother, he was the kind of person who spoke softly and looked gentle.For some reason, as I got older, I became more and more childish.

"Okay, don't ask anymore." Grandpa Fu rubbed his head with a smile, "Then let's talk about it, what will we have for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Noodles." Fu Zhongzhou answered briefly.He thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something."

"what?"

He organized his words, "Do you think two men can be together?"

The movement of his hands stopped, and he looked up at the old man's wrinkled face.Grandpa Fu's expression was very serious, and his wrinkled hands touched the silver-gray stubble on his chin.

"Zhouzhou, your question itself is problematic." He said slowly, "You ask 'can we be together', and you mean whose permission do you want?"

"Who do you like and who are you with? This is a matter of two people's mutual desire, and no one else should interfere."

"Two people always encounter some resistance when they are together. When you face these, you should not ask others for permission, but make your own decision."

As the old man talked, he began to recall his past. "Your grandma was my student at the time. She married me. How many people opposed it? My students, family members, and colleagues all looked down on us. But we knew that we had done nothing wrong, so we naturally ignored those reprimands."

"Zhouzhou, I don't know what you are worried about, but I hope you are happy."

Fu Zhongzhou's ears were a little red, so he lowered his head and continued to press his legs. "It's not me, it's my two friends."

"It doesn't matter if it's you," Grandpa Fu laughed loudly, "It's not impossible to have two grandchildren rub my legs in the future."

These words were so vivid that Fu Zhongzhou couldn't help laughing as he imagined Xu Chang rubbing his legs and beating his back for his old man.

Maybe he should bravely fight for it, no matter whether Xu Chang is interested in him or not.

It was just a one-week design class, and Xu Chang felt that he and Fu Zhongzhou had lost almost all the intersections.He is not a proactive person, if Fu Zhongzhou didn't send him a message to ask him to help bring the meals, he might hesitate for a week and couldn't find a reason to meet him.

Therefore, the time the two spent together was no more than a few meals.Coupled with the fact that there are too many homework in the design class, Xu Yan can't spare much time to find him.Sometimes when I go to deliver food at noon, I can meet Ye Zhize.

Xu Chang watched as Molière in Fu Zhongzhou's painting gradually took shape and gradually became lifelike.Sometimes they don't even communicate, Fu Zhongzhou draws, and he just looks at his paintings.

When Fu Zhongzhou paints, he has an indescribable charm. Every stroke of his is rational thinking and multi-faceted consideration.After drawing a picture, he didn't even use the eraser once, and he had the confidence to master it all.

However, what Xu Chang didn't know was that whenever he left the basement, Fu Zhongzhou immediately took out his mobile phone to ask Junshi Ye for help.

【Zhou: How are you going to chase after me! !no idea! 】

[Ye: Tangtang Yimei looks good, but she doesn't know how to chase people?Besides asking him to bring you food, can't you take the initiative to attack? 】

【Zhou: It's too difficult! 】

【Ye: What are you afraid of!You are so handsome, you will break him sooner or later! 】

【Zhou: But I just turned around not long ago...】

[Ye: Convinced.Fist.jpg]

Fu Zhongzhou turned off his phone in boredom, and continued to think about how to take the initiative to attack.

Xu Chang didn't know his thoughts, he just thought that Fu Zhongzhou was alienating him.It's normal to think about it. At that time, the two were close because Fu Zhongzhou had no other friends here, but now most of the repeat students have come to report. Fu Zhongzhou is so popular, there must be many people around him.

Since Fu Zhongzhou didn't come to look for him, he didn't bother.

This situation lasted for a whole week, and Fu Zhongzhou moved back only after the first round of design class was over.

The day he moved back happened to be the start of color class.Xu Yu was leaning over to sort out the newly bought jelly paints, tearing open the packaging one by one, getting a lot of colors.

He raised his head and gave Fu Zhongzhou a look of "still knowing to come back", and then buried himself in his own business.

After Fu Zhongzhou came back, he seemed to be even more provocative and unaware. Xu Yuquan thought he was bored in the basement.

"Why, because you don't have a deskmate, do you feel empty and lonely?" Fu Zhongzhou put down his things and squatted beside him to watch him unpack the paint. "Do you want to help?"

"Don't move." Xu Yu stopped him coldly, with a hint of anger in his tone, "I'll do it myself."

Teacher Huo is a handsome guy with long hair. The students don't know his full name, so they call him Teacher Lu.Teacher Lu sat in the front and flipped through the color materials leisurely, and gave the students an hour to take care of the new paint.

Fu Zhongzhou's own paint is old, just take it out and spray some water on it.He couldn't stay idle, so he knelt down to help Xu Wei.His movements are very skillful, and he can lift off the package completely by pinching a corner.

Seeing that he wasn't helping, Xu Chang didn't stop him.The two worked together, and it was almost done soon.In the end, both hands were placed on the white paint in unison.Xu Chang was taken aback for a moment, and saw Fu Zhongzhou pick it up first.

"I'll help you take it apart."

However, this box of paint seemed to be against him, and it couldn't be torn off for a long time.Fu Zhongzhou took out the box and held it in his hand, and tore it hard, the paint sprayed out without warning.

Xu Chang didn't even see what happened, and saw white liquid splashed on Fu Zhongzhou's hand.He raised his head in panic and found that Fu Zhongzhou's chin and neck were stained.

Maybe it was because the action just now was too forceful, or it was because of the problem with the box of paint itself.But all these are not important now, Xu Wei thinks that the most problematic one is himself.

Even if the paint of "Flying into the Sky" is changed to another color today, he will not be full of yellow waste in front of everyone.

"Sorry..." Fu Zhongzhou was also a little embarrassed, "I will pay you back my box of white paint later."

Xu Yan took out two pieces of paper angrily, and rubbed them on his hands indiscriminately. "No, don't touch my paint next time, please."

Fu Zhongzhou's hands were really beautiful, Xu Chang thought to himself, he rarely saw painters with such beautiful hands.The toilet paper barely wiped off the liquid, but it inevitably left traces of residue.

"...You have it too." Xu Yu was hesitant to wipe it himself, when Fu Zhongzhou grasped his hand holding the tissue.

"Where is it, I can't see it."

Xu Chang secretly scolded a dead straight man, but his ears turned red.Fu Zhongzhou grabbed his hand and wiped it on his chin and neck.He didn't hold back, and rubbed it hard, the paint was wiped off, but his neck was red.

"Hiss, lightly." Fu Zhongzhou frowned, and finally let go of his hand.

Xu Chang was extremely glad that he had chosen a corner seat.If he sat in a conspicuous position, he didn't guarantee that others wouldn't think wildly after watching the scene just now.

Even so, when Fu Zhongzhou said "lighten up" just now, Dai Yiyi in the front row looked back suspiciously.

"You are the only one who is precious." Xu Yu snorted coldly, crumpled up the tissue and tried to find a place to throw it away, only to find that there was no trash can.

There is a deskmate as a tool person, so it is not for nothing.Xu Yan threw a piece of scrapped sketch paper to Fu Zhongzhou, "Help me fold a cardboard box for garbage."

Fu Zhongzhou raised his eyebrows curiously, "You don't know how to origami boxes?"

"What's wrong?" Xu Wei was a little unconvinced.He has been ignorant of origami since he was a child, and he can't even fold the simplest paper airplane.

"Okay," Fu Zhongzhou folded the sketch paper in his hand, "Look at it, I'll teach you."

He cut off a piece of paper, folded it into a square, and said in a straight voice as if teaching a child: "First, we need a square piece of paper."

"Then fold it in half..."

His movements were very slow, and his slender fingers pinched the somewhat dirty sketching paper. The paper fluttered and deformed in his hands, and finally turned into a cardboard box.He seemed to want to show off his skills, and he folded a lacy one on purpose.

Fu Zhongzhou put the paper box in his hand, and asked with a smile in his voice: "Dear, have you learned it?"