fishing for fame

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Good things were interrupted, let alone Fang Songyu, even Zhong Siyan, who was always angry and invisible, was somewhat annoyed.

He only opened a crack of the door, and blocked all the interior of the house by himself, not allowing Zhou Churan to peep in the slightest.

"You are?" Zhong Siyan looked up and down Zhou Churan, who was drunk with a wine bottle, and the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, "Oh, I see, where did the drunkard disturb the people, I will call the police now."

Zhou Churan held on to the crack of the door and refused to let Zhong Siyan close the door, and confronted Zhong Siyan: "You can call the police and see if anyone cares about me."

Zhong Siyan naturally knew that the result of calling the police was that the police would find it difficult to offend people on both sides, so he didn't plan to call the police, but just threatened Zhou Churan.

He put one hand behind his back, waved his hand, and motioned for Fang Songyu to hide in the room, and there was a rustling sound behind him.Zhou Churan heard it too, and was even more eager to find Fang Songyu.

As soon as the voice stopped, Zhong Siyan opened the door and stood in front of Zhou Churan, sarcastically saying: "Sir, there is no end, I haven't eaten the cake yet."

The cake was cut into two portions. Zhou Churan had sharp eyes and yelled, "You fucking cut two cakes at home alone? Fang Songyu, you fucking come out to me, believe it or not, let me show him your beautiful photos?"

Fang Songyu had no choice but to come out of the room.

The blush on his face hadn't completely dissipated, and it looked like he had just been tortured hard, which made Zhou Churan get angry.

Fang Songyu crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "Show him, he hasn't seen anything, he has seen even the ones that are prettier than you."

As far as Zhou Churan's photos are concerned, they are not even as explosive as the ones he sent to "Zhong".

Zhou Churan held the mouth of the wine bottle to Zhong Siyan, and Fang Songyu said, "You fucking tell me clearly, who is this?"

"My husband." Fang Songyu raised the bar, "Do you have any opinions? If you have any opinions, let me go!"

Zhou Churan stood there in disbelief, as if he had been greatly wronged.Zhong Siyan took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Fang Songyu's waist again, and pushed Zhou Churan's hand out the door.

"Honey, let's go on with what we haven't finished." Zhong Siyan said to Fang Songyu, then cast a cold glance at Zhou Churan, and closed the door.

Zhong Siyan and Fang Songyu stood at the door and stared at each other. After a while, there was finally no sound from outside. Zhou Churan probably left, and the two relaxed.

The previous atmosphere has all disappeared, and it doesn't seem right to continue at this moment.Fang Songyu pointed to the untouched cake on the table and said, "Have some cake."

The two sat down to eat cake, Zhong Siyan still didn't ask what happened to Fang Songyu and Zhou Churan, and what the beautiful photos meant, as if he was waiting for Fang Songyu to say it himself.

He has always been so patient and firmly believes that he can make Fang Songyu speak by himself.

Fang Songyu thought, as if it was nothing to say, he remembered that he had accidentally told Zhong Siyan the story of the red nightgown, so what is this crap... If he really will have something about the future with Zhong Siyan The best way to get along is to be honest with each other.

"Do you want to hear the story between me and Zhou Churan... that person just now." Fang Songyu pretended to be indifferent and opened the can of Coke in hand, but didn't take a sip. The hand holding the bottle was constantly exerting force, and his knuckles were a little numb. white.

He thought, if Zhong Siyan said this time that he didn't want to hear it, then he wouldn't say it. He wasn't being dishonest, but Zhong Siyan didn't want to hear it.

Zhong Siyan looked at him.

For a moment, Fang Songyu thought that Zhong Siyan was going to say that he didn't want to hear it, but Zhong Siyan poured Coke into the glass and said, "Tell me, maybe I can help you."

"There's nothing to help. In fact, I've already solved it." Fang Songyu smiled, "There are not many things that Zhou Churan can use to threaten me. I don't plan to protect the graduate school. He will be out of his wits and can only play and roll. After a while New toys, he won't want to come to me."

Even though Fang Songyu doesn't care about the past anymore, he doesn't want to think about those times when he was in such a mess.

The story starts five years ago. Fang Shijun, like many wealthy parents in Nanchen, sent him to a noble school in Nanchen.Most of the children here study some noble courses, physical education even includes equestrianism. In addition, the children here will eventually study abroad and will not take the normal path of the college entrance examination.

They were born to be the favored children of heaven, and Zhou Churan was the best among them, from appearance to family background to grades, he was outstanding in every aspect.

Fang Songyu was Zhou Churan's deskmate, and the two naturally got very close. Zhou Churan often took Fang Songyu to play basketball. Fang Songyu sat on a shady bench and watched the wanton teenager sweat like rain.

It is quite normal to like a very dazzling boy in memory.

But this young man has all kinds of violent habits behind him. He seems to be very nice to Fang Songyu in front of him, but he often flirts with Fang Songyu behind him.

Once Zhou Churan was in a cold war with Fang Songyu. One Friday, Zhou Churan who hadn't spoken to Fang Songyu for a long time suddenly said to him, "Come to my house to play at night."

Fang Songyu thought that Zhou Churan was not angry anymore, so she readily agreed.

When they arrived at Zhou Churan's house, Zhou Churan took out a brand new set of women's school uniform from his schoolbag and asked Fang Songyu to wear it.Fang Songyu refused at first, but Zhou Churan threatened him, "I'll be angry if you don't wear it."

He half pushed and half put it on, and he didn't know if Zhou Churan made it according to his size, but the skirt fit unexpectedly.Zhou Churan touched his face, took out his cell phone, and said it was so pretty, let me take some photos for you.

This is the origin of the photos that Zhou Churan used to threaten Fang Songyu.

At the beginning, Fang Songyu didn't think that those photos would be circulated. When the photos were circulated all over the city, and even reached the hands of the class teacher, the matter became extremely serious.

It would be fine if it was just the spreading of photos, but what those high school students who hated cats and dogs at the time said was that Fang Songyu was a duck raised by Zhou Churan.

Fang Songyu went to Zhou Churan to explain. It happened that Zhou Churan's mother passed away, and Zhou Churan might not be able to go to school one day a week. He ran to Zhou Churan's house and asked Zhou Churan, "Why did you spread the photos?"

Zhou Churan gave him a cold look, and said, "Which onion are you, you also take care of me? Are you worthy?"

Fang Songyu now felt that Zhou Churan was out of control, and with the impact of the women's clothing photo incident on him, he broke up with Zhou Churan sadly.

He inquired about a lot of things in a roundabout way, coupled with the analysis of other people's foul language towards him, and finally understood the cause of the whole incident——Zhou Churan took a photo to show off to a few of his good buddies, and after showing off, the photos spread. out.

For a while, even walking in the school made Fang Song happy, worrying about other people's pointing fingers.

Fang Songyu's academic performance declined rapidly during this period of time. He could have studied in an excellent design college abroad. If he kept declining, he would not have such a good opportunity.This time the head teacher also came to the door, and even called Fang Shijun, but Fang Shijun didn't come, it was Fang Shijun's secretary who came.

The secretary told Fang Shijun exactly what the head teacher had said, including the fact that Fang Songyu was wearing women's clothing.For some reason, Fang Shijun connected his grade decline with wearing women's clothing. He searched Fang Songyu's closet at home, and happened to find that red nightdress, and became furious.

Fang Shijun thought that those dandies in the aristocratic schools spoiled Fang Songyu, and asked Fang Songyu to transfer to another school, and even did not allow him to study abroad, thinking that the atmosphere abroad would spoil his "masculine" son. Simple, and Fang Songyu can do anything out of the ordinary under his nose.

Fang Songyu in high school was unable to support himself, so he could only swallow his anger. After entering university, he had a big fight with Fang Shijun, and Fang Shijun cut off his source of income.Fang Songyu simply started to use his painting talent to take some orders to earn money to support himself, and he didn't have to worry about food and drink.

So he never went back to Nanchen.

"Meeting Zhou Churan again and Zhou Churan threatening me with photos, these are very unexpected things, probably like this." Fang Songyu said, "Although it is actually very simple, I just ask my dad, Zhou Churan's threat to me is Pediatrics can’t help me, but I don’t want to. And it’s good to work early without studying.”

Telling this story that has never been told to others, the whole person seems to feel lighter.Fang Songyu sighed, thinking, if it wasn't for Zhong Siyan, he would have been able to hide this story for many more years.

Zhong Siyan just looked at him.

Fang Songyu smiled uncomfortably: "Don't look at me like this, there is nothing to sympathize with, I think I'm living well..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Siyan came over, wrapped Fang Songyu's waist, and threw him down on the sofa.

Fang Songyu was caught off guard and lost his focus, so he stretched out his hand to hug Zhong Siyan's back and sat upright on the sofa with his strength.

So Zhong Siyan propped his hands beside him, his eyes were full of wildfires of desire, burning little by little in those plum wine-like eyes.

He turned his head and bit Fang Songyu's earlobe, followed the shape of the ear to his chin with the tip of his tongue, took a light bite, then sucked Fang Songyu's small and delicate lips, and said while licking.

"Xiaoyu, I think you look good no matter what."

"You are here with me, just be yourself. You can rely on me, as long as you trust me."

Fang Songyu knew that when a man was in love, he couldn't do anything, but he just believed in Zhong Siyan's temptation. As his body became hot, he involuntarily raised his leg, hooked Zhong Siyan's waist, and put his ankle on it Rubbing and rubbing.

Zhong Siyan looked at him burningly: "How about staying with me, I can give you everything I have."

Fang Songyu lost all reason after being burned. He touched Zhong Siyan's face and clean jawline, and thought, if the same person is the one I've been tempted over and over again, why can't I try with him?

why not?

He pushed Zhong Siyan away, rejected Zhong Siyan, but Zhong Siyan followed up relentlessly.Compared with those who he rejected and then gave up, and those who fled because the ambiguous cycle was too long, Zhong Siyan at least loved him very purely and passionately.Even if it may be love at first sight because of the face, it is better than half-hearted and whim.

At least Zhong Siyan will help him stop Zhou Churan, respect his ideas, and understand his eccentricities.

He likes the way Zhong Siyan looks at him with fascination, he likes the way Zhong Siyan loves him wholeheartedly.There is no one who does not desire to be loved, and so does he. Just by acting as if he does not desire, he can have a suit of armor without weaknesses.

But if this person can protect him, he is willing to be vulnerable all over his body.

Fang Songyu's hand moved along Zhong Siyan's jaw to his collarbone and a thin layer of chest muscles, and then Zhong Siyan dragged him to the sofa. He stroked Zhong Siyan's shoulder blades with both hands, and the lamp above his head was on. His eyes trembled, as if he had been shattered.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Siyan carried him to his bedroom again, and Fang Songyu's whole body ached.

The brighter lights in the bedroom made it easier to see him clearly.Zhong Siyan was like a fire, burning his remaining sanity into ashes of profligacy, floating in the boundless night sky, turning the world upside down.

At night, Fang Songyu had a very blurry dream. He dreamed that he was pushed into a bowl of plum wine and couldn't get out no matter how hard he crawled.The smell of wine was very strong, Zhong Siyan stood by the bowl and looked down at him, and said to him: "You can stay here...you can only stay here."