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

Zhou Yu smiled and sighed, leaning his chin on Fang Yan's shoulder: "Today is Qixi Festival, but I can't accompany you out for the festival, will you be unhappy?"

Fang Yan shook his head: "No. I understand your difficulties. Although you are very busy, you have been trying to take care of my emotions."

Anyway, Fang Yan was not idle, they were busy in their own way, but they were harmonious.

"But," Zhou Yu said in a low voice, "I'm not happy."

Fang Yan continued to touch his head, with a hint of shyness in his tenderness: "Okay."

"In two days, when I'm done with these projects, shall we go out and have fun?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Don't worry, the most important thing is to rest well."

Zhou Yu pinched his chin and kissed him lightly. Fang Yan responded youthfully. They hugged each other and kissed for a long time. After they separated, Fang Yan pushed the door and went home. Zhou Yu held a temporary company meeting, and they got busy again .

During the break, Zhou Yu was always thinking that if it were a couple from someone else's family, one party would not be able to accompany them during important festivals during the love period, and the other party would be more or less depressed or angry, but Fang Yan did not.

Ever since he knew Fang Yan's feelings buried in his heart, Zhou Yu had completely understood Fang Yan's unnatural behavior before, and he could also see his inferiority complex from the bottom of his heart. Gaining a sense of security in the relationship, becoming less humble, and learning to act like a baby, and even occasionally making fun of Zhou Yu in turn, is already very good.

But Zhou Yu always felt that it was not enough. Sometimes he heard friends complain that his partner was too clingy and needed to be coaxed. When Zhou Yu thought about Fang Yan, he felt that he was just the opposite. Even if he only needed a little sunshine to be happy, Zhou Yu also wanted to praise him. The last round of scorching sun.

Zhou Yu even hoped that Fang Yan would be more willful.

Because Fang Yan is good and deserves more love.

Two days later in the morning, Zhou Yu fiddled in the cloakroom for a long time after getting up, Fang Yan got out of bed barefoot, stepped on the soft carpet to find him: "Are you looking for something?"

Zhou Yu frowned: "Well, I remember I didn't throw it away. I should have brought it with me when I moved."

Fang Yan was still a little sleepy, and followed behind him in a daze with his head down. When Zhou Yu left, he left, and when Zhou Yu stopped, he stopped.

"I found it." Zhou Yu found a box from the corner, and when he opened it, Fang Yan also came over to see what he was looking for.

Zhou Yu took out the clothes inside and showed them, and asked Fang Yan with a smile, "Do you still remember this dress?"

Fang Yan looked at it suspiciously for two seconds, his memory came back, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide: "This is...!"

It was a white tennis suit with blue and gold patterns painted on it.Zhou Yu didn't know why he still kept it after graduating from university, maybe since he wore this dress and carried Fang Yan with a scratched forehead into the infirmary, this dress was destined to restart the broken relationship between him and Fang Yan.

Fang Yan stretched out his fingers and slowly touched the surface of the tennis uniform. When he looked up at Zhou Yu again, his face was already blushing: "Do you want to wear this, this to go to a T-sized?"

Zhou Yu replied with a smile: "Yes."

Let the regrets of six years ago be resolved today.

Fang Yan was shocked: "Wait! I'm going to find something."

He turned around and ran, opened the door without his shoes on, ran downstairs to the studio and fiddled with it for a while, when Zhou Yu asked him what he was looking for when he came back, he also blushed and refused to say, his eyes evasively glanced at Zhou Yu. It looks like I want to see it but dare not.

Zhou Yu hadn't seen him so shy for a while after expressing his heart to each other to confirm the relationship, like a small animal with ears pricked up and fur on the back of his neck, so cute as hell.

Zhou Yu held up his cheeks and made him look straight at himself: "Look as long as you want, as long as you want."

Fang Yan and him looked at each other for two seconds, then suddenly grabbed Zhou Yu's arm and struggled to bury his head, he was too ashamed to lift his head: "No, no, no, I don't know how to say... I, I..."

Are you so ashamed?

Zhou Yu glanced down at the tennis clothes on his body, laughed lowly, grabbed Fang Yan's wrist and wrapped it around his waist: "Okay, don't look at it, why don't you touch it?"

Fang Yan staggered into his chest, and his cheek was pressed against the cool and soft fabric of the tennis suit. Zhou Yu's body temperature and breath quickly passed through this thin layer of fabric.

After Zhou Yu half-forced his arm up, he used his own arm to clamp Fang Yan's body maliciously, preventing him from moving.

Fang Yan closed his eyes and hummed softly, and muttered even more softly: "Brother Yu, you are too bad..."

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where is it broken?"

When Zhou Yu wore this tennis uniform and walked towards the light, it was the most beautiful scene in Fang Yan's life.

It is precisely because it is so beautiful that Fang Yan even has a deified taste in his heart, and he dare not touch it or overstep it.

Now the snow-white moon hugged him in his arms, and at that moment, Fang Yan felt ashamed to tarnish the white moonlight.

Zhou Yu only heard Fang Yan groaning for a long while, before saying out in embarrassment: "Forgive me for my first love..."

Zhou Yu raised her eyebrows even higher: "Honey, your first love is busy hugging her boyfriend, how do you want him to compensate you?"

With Zhou Yu's superior voice quality, the "baby" made him read it tenderly and ambiguously. Fang Yan flinched subconsciously, and his eardrums were almost crushed by the few words.

Fang Yan was about to cry: "...No, I don't know."

Zhou Yu pretended to be serious and thought for two seconds: "So, how about I kiss you?"

Before Fang Yan could react, Zhou Yu lifted Fang Yan's chin, lowered his head slowly, and swept Fang Yan's forehead with his gentle breath, and the distance was getting closer——

At this moment, Zhou Yu's phone rang suddenly.

Zhou Yu paused for a moment, and Fang Yan hurriedly motioned to him: "Tell, call, call!"

Zhou Yu wiped his lips lightly with his thumb, gave him a meaningful look, and walked over to answer the phone.

Fang Yan ran away, holding his beating heart and quietly heaving a sigh of relief.

It was the driver, Uncle Li, who called: "Morning Mr. Zhou, I'm in the garage now, and I'm ready to leave at any time."

Zhou Yu put down his phone: "Yanyan, let's go."

The car they took passed through the bustling crowd and traffic, and came to the gate of the T University campus.

Zhou Yu and Fang Yan got off the car and entered the campus side by side.

The students who came and went looked at them curiously. After Zhou Yu put on the tennis uniform, he suddenly seemed to be several years younger. He changed from a mature and stable elite president to a youthful college student, and Fang Yan had only graduated for a year. The young man in uniform walks among the students without being obtrusive.

Amidst all kinds of eyes that were amazed by their appearance, Zhou Yu took Fang Yan's hand, who was in a daze: "Now, we are just a couple of ordinary couples in T's age, um... At most, we are a little stickier than others."

Fang Yan shook his hand subconsciously: "Okay..."

The sun is as bright today as it was six years ago. The old trees cast a large amount of green shade, and there are still students riding bicycles across the street like the wind, driving the girls' slightly fluttering skirts and swaying flower branches.

Everything seems to be the same as it was six years ago, only the people around him are different.

When Zhou Yu was in college, he was surrounded by a large group of close friends. He usually played tennis with a large group of people. He had no concept of love and was not interested in it. body.

Today, he held his lover's hand, wore the tennis clothes they had when they met for the second time, and walked through the familiar and unfamiliar campus, doing what they should have done six years ago.

"I'll take you to the tennis court," Zhou Yu whispered, "Want to learn how to play tennis? I'll teach you."

Fang Yan looked up at him, with tears in his eyes: "I want to learn."

Fang Yan is very familiar with the road leading directly from the school gate to the tennis court, and he can't go wrong with his eyes closed.But the way Zhou Yu took his hand was different.

However, when they arrived at the original tennis court, they found that the original venue was surrounded by roadblocks, and most of the sports facilities inside had been demolished.

Zhou Yu frowned suddenly, and Fang Yan lowered his head in disappointment. Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from behind them: "Excuse me, are you Zhou Yu?"

Zhou Yu and Fang Yan turned their heads at the same time, only to find that although the girl was speaking to Zhou Yu, her eyes were on their tightly clasped hands.

"Are you...?" Zhou Yu looked at her carefully, and found that this person was not in his memory.

"I'm your schoolmate from the same department. The senior may not know me. I was also one of the people who came to this stadium to bring you water back then. I was still betting with my roommate on who you would pick up, but you didn't know anyone. Reasonable, hahahahahaha." The girl said generously.

Zhou Yu nodded politely, and said succinctly, "Thank you."

The girl turned to Fang Yan again, sighing with bright eyes: "I didn't expect that Senior Zhou's fate is not with us, but another lover. The picture of Senior Zhou running into the infirmary with his injured brother on his back is still confessing his love." It’s been uploaded on the wall for a while!”

She smiled freely: "To be honest, I still envied and envied my roommate for a long time, but now it seems really naive. Bless you all!"

Zhou Yu and Fang Yan looked at each other, and smiled at the girl: "I also wish you find a lover."

The girl exaggeratedly covered her heart: "Wow, beauty crit."

Fang Yan asked her: "Why was the original tennis court demolished here?"

"I heard that the site is aging. The school is going to be completely renovated. Let's come back at the end of the year." The girl explained with a smile.

"Thank you." Fang Yan thanked politely.

After the girl left, Zhou Yu raised his hand and rubbed Fang Yan's hair: "Don't be sad, it's just a renovation, the tennis court in your memory is always there."

Fang Yan looked up, feeling his lover's gentle gaze, he smiled slightly: "It's okay, with you here, what more tennis court do I need?"

Isn't this seeking distance?

Zhou Yu also laughed: "Okay, I'll take you to a private tennis court I used to go to, and let's go there to play."

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~

Thank you Wenyu Baozi for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution, I love you, Wenwen is thriving~