After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Fang Yan lowered his head to hide his emotions, and many thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.It may sound absurd to have such a terrible defensiveness towards his biological father for no reason, but Fang Yan's subconscious tells him that he must do so.

Fang Zhiwei sat in the driver's seat and waved to Fang Yan with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze? Come up."

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, and just as he took a step, the garage door opened automatically, and a car slowly drove in.

Fang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes unhappily.

Fang Yan's eyes lit up: "Brother, why are you back?"

Fang Yi rolled down the car window, showing a tired face: "You just finished the college entrance examination, I'll come back to accompany you."

He turned his eyes and saw Fang Zhiwei: "Dad? Why are you here?"

"Dad took me to see Mom, brother, can you come too?" Fang Yan said.

Fang Yi's eyes fell on Fang Yan complicatedly: "Okay, let's all go together, mom must be happy. You..."

"Father told me everything," Fang Yan understood Fang Yi's eyes, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't cry anymore, "Brother, don't worry, we will protect this home together from now on."

Fang Yi looked at his thin and frail younger brother, with mixed feelings in his heart: "Okay, I believe you."

Fang Zhiwei looked at the deep brotherhood with cold eyes, without any emotion in his eyes, and when they had almost finished speaking, he showed a loving father's face and sighed with relief: "Seeing that your brothers are so harmonious, I and you Mom can rest easy."

So they drove together to He Xi's cemetery, where burning paper money was not allowed, so the Fang family and his son bought three bunches of fresh chrysanthemums and put them in front of the tomb.

On the way back and forth, Fang Zhiwei didn't make any mistakes.

Fang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After more than half a month, the results of the college entrance examination were released, and Fang Yan got the ideal score. His first choice was T University, and he was admitted as he wished.

The days are getting closer to the goal, the beauty is worth looking forward to, and everything is on the right track.Fang Yan thought that his future was getting better little by little.

The mother has a spirit in the sky, and she must also bless her child.

On the day when he received the admission letter from T University, Fang Yan finally couldn't hold back his longing, and came to the T University campus he had dreamed of.

The campus of T University is also a famous scenic spot in the city. It was open to the public during the holidays. The moment Fang Yan stepped into the school gate, he still felt a little incredible.

Everything is like a dream.

He really came.

The campus of T University is too big. After Fang Yan walked a few steps, he couldn't find the way he came here. He simply let his steps lead him wherever he wanted.

After passing through a forest, Fang Yan saw a tennis court around the corner. Fang Yan felt a little tired, so he stood under the shade of a tree to rest.

Suddenly, a boy on the tennis court shouted behind Fang Yan from the net: "Come on, Zhou Yu—"

Zhou Yu? !

Fang Yan turned his head suddenly and saw a young man walking towards him.

He is tall and tall, wearing a white tennis uniform. The tennis cap does not suppress his bristly hair, which curls up willfully. This time he is not wearing a mask, and his smile is too dazzling in the morning light: "What's the rush, here we come."

Zhou Yu didn't look at Fang Yan, but went straight to the tennis court.

Fang Yan stared blankly at Zhou Yu's back, and it took him a long time to look away in embarrassment.

At that time, Zhou Yu was only 21 years old, and his demeanor was much younger than Mr. Zhou's today. He was not as cold and calm as he is now, but more like a carefree, flamboyant boy.

The young man's smile facing the morning light was engraved in Fang Yan's heart.

How can there be such a bright person in the world, whose whole body seems to be glowing. Since then, Fang Yan has seen all kinds of people, and he has never seen anyone like Zhou Yu again.

Fang Yan was like a moth that was attracted to the light, and jumped into the flame named Zhou Yu without looking back.

So during the long summer vacation, Fang Yan would come to T University every few days. He was awkward with himself, feeling ashamed, but couldn't help but walk to the tennis court.

After a long time, Fang Yan came to a pattern, Zhou Yu usually came to the tennis court to play tennis on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

Fang Yan counted the time and pretended to pass by the tennis court casually, every time he just glanced at it and left.

He saw that Zhou Yu was not generally popular. Every time he left the stage, there would always be a group of flowers and plants around him handing water, towels and chocolates, but Zhou Yu didn't want any of them. Some people are vain and charming, thinking that they can become that special person, and try their best to get close to Zhou Yu.

Fang Yan didn't know whether his heart was sour or sweet, but he didn't have the cheek to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with Zhou Yu.

Otherwise, what should I say?

Hello, Senior Zhou, I am your high school junior. Although I followed you to the same school and the same major as you, I have been striving for your goal for two years, and I see you every week at the right time, but I really It's not a pervert...

Ah, forget it then.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yan didn't have the guts to take the initiative to take a step forward, but the opportunity took the initiative to find him.

Fang Yan was "passing by" the tennis court that day, when a tennis ball spun across the fence and hit him, but he was distracted and didn't notice it.

When everyone in the stadium shouted "Be careful", Fang Yan came back to his senses, but it was too late, the ball narrowly brushed his forehead, Fang Yan "hissed", raised his hand to touch, his fingers were stained with blood and grit.

A group of people rushed towards him, saying "I'm sorry" repeatedly, Fang Yan looked up blankly, and met Zhou Yu's anxious gaze, and was stunned at that moment.

Several boys rushed to support Fang Yan, and one of them bluffed and said, "Could it be that you smashed your head? Why don't you talk?"

Another boy punched him: "What are you talking about? The handsome guy was obviously frightened, and it's all your fault. You have to go on the court even if you're not good at the game. Playing tennis can also create a situation where you can beat a cow across the mountain."

Zhou Yu whispered: "Blame me, I didn't catch that ball."

Immediately, someone retorted: "Unless Zhou Yu is stepping on a hot wheel, or even if he has two legs, he can't catch up with the snake skin of the ball. I really haven't seen anyone hit the ball at a big right angle."

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Fang Yan wanted to take a step forward to break away from their support, but unexpectedly his legs went limp and he threw himself straight forward.

The moment he rushed over, Fang Yan himself was incredulous: Why did my legs go weak? !

Zhou Yu took a step forward and caught him firmly: "What's the noise, take him to the infirmary quickly."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and squatted down: "Student, come up, I will carry you on my back."

Fang Yan turned pale with shock: "No need..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yu's friends pressed Zhou Yu's back together. Zhou Yu picked up Fang Yan's legs and rushed towards the infirmary like a gust of wind.

Fang Yan lay on his back tremblingly, stiff like a log, not knowing where to put his hands.

Countless gazes were cast along the way, curious, surprised, and sour.

Anyway, in the infirmary, when Zhou Yu put him down, Fang Yan's face was already familiar, and he said in a voice like a gnat, "Thank you, thank you."

It was the infirmary again, once in high school and once in college, and their fate was skillfully settled like this.

After the school doctor cleaned and bandaged Fang Yan's wound, Zhou Yu still asked uncertainly, "Is it really all right? He couldn't stand still just now, so he should be sent for a brain CT examination."

"It's really all right," the school doctor annoyed him. "The wound looks like a scratch at first glance. The patient said that he didn't hit it. The unsteady standing may be due to lack of sleep."

The school doctor turned his head and scolded Fang Yan: "I know you students can't control themselves when they are on vacation, and they always like to stay up late. Take a look, what are your dark circles like? Go back and adjust your schedule and have a good rest. Do you understand?"

Fang Yan responded blankly: "Understood."

He's been suffering from insomnia since a long time ago, but he's too young to take it seriously.

Zhou Yu took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of Fang Yan: "Add a WeChat account, if you need anything, you can find me."

Fang Yan's brain was overheated and couldn't function properly, but he took out his mobile phone quite consciously to complete the action of scanning the code to add friends.

"Are you also a student of T University?" Zhou Yu asked.

Fang Yan nodded mechanically: "Yes."

"Which department are you from?" Zhou Yu suddenly became interested.

"finance."

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows: "Ah, is that so? Why don't I know you?"

Fang Yan answered straightly, "I'm a freshman."

Seeing his sullen face, Zhou Yu couldn't help laughing: "Okay, then I'll take over and welcome you on behalf of the Finance Department—although it didn't start off well, but if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to the senior. The senior will accompany you on behalf of those bastards."

Fang Yan was dazzled by his smile, the more touched his heart was, the tighter his face became: "Okay, thank you senior."

This day, Fang Yan floated home with light steps. As soon as he opened the door, he heard noisy voices coming from the usually deserted home.

In the living room, a group of men sat around pushing glasses and changing glasses, all of them were drunk, and the smell of wine wafted far away, Fang Yan's good mood seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water, and it cooled down instantly.

The old man's drinking party was nothing more than bragging, Fang Yan wanted to return to his room as soon as they didn't notice him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiwei, who was sitting on the main seat, had sharp eyes and his eyes were not focused, so he recognized Fang Yan: "Xiaoyan is back, why don't you come over to say hello to your uncles?"

Fang Yan came over reluctantly: "Hello, uncles."

Fang Zhiwei was really confused, and began to put his arms around Fang Yan's neck and shouted: "My son is really glorious this time, take home the admission notice from T University."

Everyone followed suit, and an uncle held up a wine glass and stared at Fang Yan in a daze and said, "Come on, good nephew, let's have a drink!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol rushed straight to his face. Fang Yan took a step back calmly, frowned and said, "Uncle, I don't know how to drink."

"It's okay, you have graduated from high school, you can learn if you don't know how to drink, how can there be any reason why young people don't drink?! Come on, it's my good nephew, so hurry up and drink this glass of wine!"

Fang Yan still wanted to refuse, but Fang Zhiwei said: "Xiao Yan, your uncle is really happy, so don't insult him."

Fang Yan lowered his eyelashes, took the wine glass and drank it down with nausea.

Everyone applauded and shouted: "Good!"

In the beast-like carnival, Fang Yan's coughing was instantly drowned out.

They were arguing, but somehow the topic turned back to Fang Yan, and one of them drunkenly said, "I haven't seen what the admission letter from T University looks like in my life."

So a group of old men, led by Fang Zhiwei, broke into Fang Yan's bedroom. How steady can a drunk person expect his footsteps to be?

The crowd either knocked over the vase or dropped the book in the staggering. Fang Zhiwei pulled out the admission notice and held it up. A group of people marveled at it.

Fang Yan stood at the door of the bedroom, he clenched his fists, and his forehead was bulging with veins.

I don't know who opened Fang Yan's wardrobe, and suddenly made a strange cry, which attracted everyone's attention: "What's wrong?"

"Why are there so many Vernier clothes in this closet?"

"Varney? Hiccup, is that the clothing brand made by the company that recently competed viciously with the Fang family?"

"I lost my appetite when I saw these three words, so I threw them away! Throw them all away!"

A group of fat and strong old men squeezed at the door of the closet, and you competed to find the closet, making a mess inside, and the torn clothes fell on the ground between the pushes, and they were trampled out of gray marks.

Fang Yan was trembling with anger, but Fang Zhiwei quickly pushed him to the ground: "Unhappy? Hold on, you can't afford to offend any of these people."

The back of Fang Yan's head hit the ground crisply, this time it really hit, but no one was too nervous to call the doctor to ask the situation over and over again.

After the night was gone, Fang Yan slowly cleaned up all kinds of wreckage in the bedroom alone. Under the dusty clothes, he found a half-torn admission notice with a huge footprint printed on it.

Ever since the back of his head hit the ground, the buzzing in his ears hadn't stopped, but all the noise stopped abruptly when he picked up half of the acceptance letter.

Fang Yan looked at it blankly for a moment, then threw the things into the trash can casually.

Once the darkness that has been accumulated for too long is released, it is easy to collapse.

Soon after, Fang Yan was diagnosed with severe depression, stopped all studies in China, and went abroad for treatment.

The mobile phone with Zhou Yu's WeChat account was completely soaked in blood when Fang Yan suffered a self-injury/injury, and died. For six years, he never looked back at the youthful heartbeat.

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