I rely on survival to save the villain boss [Wearing Book]

Getting Xin Yunwei's drug test record book was not as complicated as Gu Yan imagined. This time, Song Xiang was unusually easy to talk to, almost at the moment Tan Qing handed over the bank card, he quickly handed over the drug test record book. Throw it out from the small narrow door, and then quickly snatch the bank card from Tan Qing's hand.

The whole movement was so fast that it was unbelievable. Gu Yan only saw a scrawny hand stretched out in front of him twice before retracting it.

After Tan Qing got the drug test record book, she opened it and looked at it. After confirming that it was indeed Fu Wenhan's handwriting, she turned around and left without saying anything.

Gu Yan stood at the door for a while longer, looking at the door that hadn't been closed yet.

After a few seconds, Song Xiangcai, who was standing behind the door, asked hoarsely, "Why don't you leave?"

Gu Yan ignored Song Xiang's words, and stretched out his hand to open the door. The first thing that caught his eye was Song Xiang's sunken eye sockets, with black and blue eye circles. The whole person was like a wilting plant.

After two seconds of silence, Gu Yan lowered his gaze, as if a solid body had condensed in the air, from Song Xiang's sallow complexion all the way to the extremely protruding Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice: "Where's your phone?"

Song Xiang glanced at Gu Yan vigilantly, and clenched the baseball bat in his hand: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't do anything." Gu Yan looked at Song Xiang's vigilant expression, let go of his fingers on the doorknob, and said word by word:

"180xxxxxx92, you can dial this number if you need help."

After saying this, Gu Yan turned around and entered the elevator.

When he came with Tan Jing today, he didn't wear the button necklace, and he didn't bring any items related to Fu Mingchao on his body. However, when he first came into contact with Song Xiang, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan couldn't help feeling a little bit more relaxed, and his steps when he got out of the elevator were a little brisk, but when he saw Tan Qing standing outside the unit door, Tan Qing held a spark between his fingers. When he smoked, he was suddenly a little dazed.

Gu Yan stared at it for a long time before he was sure that the smoky figure was Tan Qing's. He hesitated for two seconds before softly calling out: "Little? Auntie, you..."

After hearing the voice, the first thing Tan Qing did was to throw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and crush it with his feet. Then he calmed down the emotion on his face, looked at Gu Yan and said, "It's all over? Let's go when we're done?"

On the way home, Gu Yan didn't say a word, but looked down at his mobile phone. He felt that Tan Qing's current state was a bit wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

This state lasted until he entered the house, and Tan Qing looked at Gu Yan with a dazed expression, holding the medicine test record book with curled corners in his hand: "Mr. I will eat with you, and my aunt will come later, you can tell her what you want to eat."

After finishing speaking, Tan Qing took the book and went back to her room.

Gu Yan stood in the living room for a while, and fell into the mood of whether to confess this matter to Fu Mingchao. After standing for nearly 5 minutes, Gu Yan made a difficult choice. He typed the original text in the dialog box. All words are deleted.

However, before he could delete it completely, the message from the other party was sent over:

【Have you gone to find Song Xiang? 】

Gu Yan didn't know when Fu Mingchao noticed it? He thought for a while before replying with the word [um].

Not two seconds after the message was sent, Gu Yan received another message:

[I'm at your door. 】

After seeing those six words clearly, Gu Yan couldn't help taking a breath, and after doing some mental work for himself, he walked to the entrance and opened the door.

When his body felt the cold wind and his eyes touched Fu Mingchao's expressionless face, Gu Yan suddenly felt a feeling like a world away.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for a long time, but he feels that Fu Mingchao is looking at him, as if looking at a stranger, without the slightest warmth in his eyes.

Gu Yan was stabbed in the heart by this gaze? He was a little blocked, but within a few seconds, he was surprised to find that the original indifferent gaze on his face gradually turned soft, and there were two faint worries.

Ever since the relationship between the two was established, Fu Mingchao's gaze at him was always pampering, like the kind of cold gaze just now, Gu Yan only felt it when he first came here, he looked at him Fu Mingchao opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words: "You know everything?"

If it wasn't because it was related to Xin Yunwei, Gu Yan would not have gotten involved with Song Xiang's affairs.

"Have you had lunch yet?"

Fu Mingchao ignored Gu Yan's previous question, but stared at Gu Yan's pale lips, and asked something that had nothing to do with the Fu family.

"Eat." Gu Yan replied without changing his face, and the words just fell.

There were a few strange voices between the two of them.

Fu Mingchao's gaze that was originally fixed on the man's lips moved down slowly, and after two seconds of freezing on the man's abdomen, he did not puncture the man's words, and said in a calm tone:

"Then accompany me to have a meal? The hot pot at noon is too spicy."

Gu Yan put his hands on his stomach, his face turned red, he quickly closed his eyes, and said:

"Wait for me to get a coat!"

—

Fu Mingchao made an appointment with a very famous private kitchen in Yangcheng. The dishes and tastes are fundamentally different from those in ordinary hotels.

The tastes of Yangcheng people tend to be sweet, but the three limited dishes of this private kitchen today are all salty and spicy.

Gu Yan glanced at the dishes that were already served on the table, and felt that he couldn't whet his appetite. What he was more worried about now was not his growling stomach, but Fu Mingchao's mood.

Gu Yan: "You..."

"Let's eat first." Fu Mingchao supported his chin with one hand, and took a pair of chopsticks with the other? He picked up a lamb shumai for Gu Yan.

The words were blocked by someone, Gu Yan was not angry at all, his gaze followed Fu Mingchao's chopsticks to the pure white mutton shumai, the hunger in his stomach seemed to reach a point that made him It's unbearable.

He chose the latter between his boyfriend's emotions and his own appetite? He picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of the siu mai. ?back.

Gu Yan felt that he was satisfied.

Fu Mingchao looked at Gu Yan's eyes that were habitually squinted after eating something delicious, and the look in his eyes softened a bit, and he said: "I know something about the Fu family."

Hearing this, Gu Yan couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Fu Mingchao seriously, a little uncertain: "Then about Aunt Xin's drug testing...?"

"I know." Fu Mingchao said? Here?, his voice paused briefly, and then continued:

"Originally it was just a suspicion, but today I received a message from the Yangcheng Food and Drug Administration, so I understood."

Why didn't Gu Yan think of it? The reason why he didn't hide it from Fu Mingchao was because of the information sent by the Food and Drug Administration.

But this matter couldn't be kept hidden for long, Gu Yan didn't look at Fu Mingchao again, and stared at the siu mai half bitten by him in the small bowl with some guilty conscience, and explained: "I didn't mean to hide it from you. .”

"I know." Fu Mingchao looked at Gu Yan with his head down, and his tone became lighter again:

"Thank you."

Really? I owe a thank you. Since that time when he and Gu Yan were blocked by Wu Qiang in an alley, he should have said a thank you.

Gu Yan was taken aback by Fu Mingchao's sudden thank you. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Mingchao for two seconds, then quickly lowered his head and put the remaining half of the siu mai into his mouth, reminding him vaguely: " Three words are missing."

When Fu Mingchao heard this, the corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and he added cooperatively:

"Thank you boyfriend."

—

After that night, Gu Yan didn't ask Fu Mingchao anything about dealing with his family. The two of them still studied together as before. It's just that the frequency of Gu Yan's visits to Fu Mingchao's house changed from once a week. Up to? Five times a week.

Throughout the winter vacation, Gu Yan almost passively roamed in the sea of ​​physics and chemistry questions, unable to distinguish a little bit of extra energy to pay attention to Fu Mingchao's emotions.

Until the day of New Year's Eve, news of Fu Wenhan's arrest came from the Food and Drug Administration.

After Gu Yan knew the information, he knocked on the door of Fu Mingchao's house with the New Year's goods prepared the day before.

After waiting for a long time without seeing any movement at the front door, Gu Yan realized that something was wrong. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Mingchao's number. A familiar voice rang within two seconds:

[The number you dialed is turned off, please dial later. 】

When Gu Yan came back home with his things, both Tan Qing and Tan Nianrai looked suspiciously at him.

Since Gu Yan expressed his intention to celebrate the New Year in Yangcheng this year at the beginning of the winter vacation, Tan Nian and Gu Hongshen decided to come to Yangcheng on the day before last to celebrate the New Year together with the whole family.

So, in the past, only Tan Qing and Gu Yan's house was extremely lively at the moment. After getting out of the car and entering the house, Gu Hongshen went into the chess room with his brother-in-law holding a cup of hot tea. Tan Nian was left behind to help prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Tan Nian threw the shrimp shells in his hand into the bucket on one side, and lifted his disposable gloves, before asking, "Why did you come back with something again? Where's Little Fu?"

Originally, Gu Yan was going to Fu Mingchao's house to put up Spring Festival couplets and window grilles with the word "Fu" on them, and then bring people to his house to celebrate New Year's Eve. Now the window grilles have not been pasted, and no one has seen them. He took the gift bag in his hand Put it on the cabinet at the entrance:

"He's not at home, I'll check it out in the afternoon."

Hearing this, Tan Qing paused for a moment with the hands peeling the shrimp shells, and then reminded, "Maybe it's in Chongding Cemetery."

Gu Yangang's hand that was about to get the slippers froze in mid-air. After being stunned for about ten seconds, he put on his hat again, turned around and opened the door and said;

"I'll go out again? Go for a while! I'll be back in a while."

Putting myself in the cold air outside the house again, took a slow breath, and then called a car to Chongding Cemetery.

The city of Yangcheng is not too big, and the pace of life is not too fast. However, on the day of New Year's Eve, Gu Yan discovered that there are abnormally many people in Yangcheng, and there are also small red lanterns hanging on the street lamps on both sides of the road. , the whole city is filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.

Gu Yan couldn't imagine how Fu Mingchao went to Chongding Cemetery on the day of New Year's Eve. He sat in the car and looked out the window with indifferent eyes. After an hour's drive, Gu Yancai arrived at Chongding Cemetery.

Completely different from the lively atmosphere in the center of the city, the cold atmosphere in the cemetery was invisible, which lowered the air temperature a bit. Gu Yan couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes scanned the cemetery. Finally, it was fixed on the only figure.

He walked slowly to the familiar figure in the cemetery, put his hand on the other's shoulder, felt the coolness coming from under his palm, and said softly:

"Got you."

After saying this, both of them froze. Fu Mingchao glanced at Xin Yunwei's tombstone again, then slowly stood up, bent over and rubbed his already numb knee: "Why are you here? ? Is it cold?"

"It's cold. It's not because of someone. The phone is turned off and they don't answer my calls." Gu Yan put the bellflower bouquet in his other hand next to the bouquet Fu Mingchao brought.

Hearing Gu Yan's slightly complaining tone, Fu Mingchao subconsciously took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it:

"It may be that the temperature here is a little low, and it automatically shuts down, not intentionally."

"I know."

Gu Yan held Fu Mingchao's cold hand and put it into his pocket. The distance between the two of them was extremely close, and Gu Yan needed to raise his head slightly to meet Fu Mingchao's gaze.

He raised his chin slightly and said in a serious tone: "Fu Wenhan has been found? He is in the police station right now? Hold on, do you want to take a look?"

After the voice fell, the cemetery fell into a long silence. How long? Gu Yan almost felt that his face had been numb by the wind, and Fu Mingchao's voice came from his ear:

"Don't go."

Fu Mingchao finally took a look at the photos on the stele. The people in the photos still smiled as softly as he remembered, as if they had never been depressed because of drugs or nervous breakdowns before.

He subconsciously grasped Gu Yan's hand, and said calmly:

"Let's talk about it after the year is over."

Going to the bureau at the age of [-] to see a scumbag is really unlucky.

Gu Yan nodded, and pressed Fu Mingchao's hand tightly to the innermost part of his clothes pocket indifferently: "Okay, then let's go home first? My mother and little aunt made a lot of delicious food, just wait You went back to eat New Year's Eve dinner."

The atmosphere when we left the cemetery was as deserted as when Gu Yan came to the cemetery.

The security guard guarding the cemetery had already finished eating the dumplings brought by his wife. Seeing Gu Yan come and go alone, he said to him with a smile:

"Happy New Year's Eve"

Gu Yan looked at the security man and nodded, then stopped, and took out a red envelope from his pocket as if by magic, and handed it to the security man:

"The fifth from the right in the sixth row, please help clean it when you are free."

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry about it." The security guard took the red envelope, squeezed the thickness, and smiled a little bit more than before.

After coming out of the cemetery and sitting in the car, Gu Yancai took off his hat and said with a sigh of relief, "It's fortunate that I prepared a red envelope in my pocket in advance when I went to find you today."

"Where did the money come from?"

Fu Mingchao glanced at the red envelope when Gu Yan took it out. According to the thickness of the side, there were no less than ten notes inside.

However, a few days ago, when the two of them were doing the quiz together, Gu Yan was still howling that he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a small cake, why did he suddenly have money now?

Gu Yan moved a little closer to the person, leaning shoulder to shoulder and resting his head on the other person's shoulder before replying:

"The final exam scores are out. I'm in the top ten of my grade. Teacher Zhang was too emotional and vented to my parents last night. This is a reward."

"Stop talking, squint for a while, and watch the New Year together at night."

Fu Mingchao stared at Gu Yan's closed eyes with his head down, and it took a long time before he replied, "Okay."

The two came back from the Chongding cemetery, Gu Yan was half asleep and half asleep, and the sky had completely darkened.

Gu Yan rubbed his eyes and got out of the car, and habitually reached out to hold Fu Mingchao's wrist, and the two stood side by side.

After a few bunches of fireworks rose into the night sky with wisps of blue smoke, they exploded suddenly in the dark sky. The dots of sparks filled the night sky with trailing tails, reflecting the lights of thousands of households.

After Gu Yan looked up for a few seconds, he shifted his gaze to Fu Mingchao's face. The moment the dim fire light shone on his face, Gu Yan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.

He looked at Fu Mingchao for five full seconds, until the fireworks in the night sky dissipated, and then slowly squeezed out a few words:

"Fu Mingchao, did I ever say that I especially like you?"

Hearing Gu Yan's sudden confession, Fu Mingchao couldn't help feeling dazed for a while, staring at those beautiful peach eyes, subconsciously licked his dry lips: "No."

"I like you, especially the kind that I like."

While Gu Yan was talking, he grabbed Fu Mingchao's hand and interlocked his fingers, and there were two slight tremors in his words.

The owners of several villas behind him also seemed to cheer him up, and released a few more fireworks, blooming colorfully in the sky above his head.

Gu Yan was also excited by these fireworks, and his heart beat a little faster, and his hands were sweating a little:

"So now I'm taking you home, will you?"

The word "go home" has not appeared in Fu Mingchao's life for almost a long time.

However, from Gu Yan's mouth now, Fu Mingchao suddenly felt that those difficult days that Gu Yan did not appear in the past seemed to be far away in a flash, like things in his previous life.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Mingchao clenched the hand that Gu Yan wanted to withdraw due to sweat: "Yes, so when will you go home?"

"Now."

Gu Yan replied quickly, and after getting Fu Mingchao's permission, he immediately looked away, took Fu Mingchao's hand and pushed open the door of his house.

The oncoming warmth mixed with the unique spicy smell of the hot pot instantly filled Gu Yan's sense of smell, and Tan Nian and Tan Jing's gentle urgings were in his ears: "You're back? Go wash your hands and eat!"

Gu Yan squeezed Fu Mingchao's hand vigorously, seeing people's eyes on him all the time, he showed a faint smile, and then replied:

"Come on, let's wash our hands right away!"

The fireworks outside the door are still rising into the night sky, blooming brightly in the night, welcoming the arrival of the new year.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I will start writing extra stories, and it should be written very quickly [Fantasy episodes, my love! ! ! ! 】

It's over here, I will write whatever you want to read! ! ! !Chirp

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