Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

April 4th is his birthday.

Shen Mochen stood in the hedge in a daze.

During this period of time, he was too busy to watch the time, even he himself forgot that tomorrow is his birthday.

It turns out that Xingyun still remembers his birthday.

But why did he celebrate his birthday in such a far away place?

And Xu Wenjun, the legendary girlfriend of Fu Xingyun, is so cooperative and happy?

The daze made him forget to hide, and when he stepped out, a thin thread got caught on the hem of his trousers.

Before he took two steps, a bodyguard in full gear approached him silently.

There was a sound in the hedge in the distance, Fu Xingyun raised his head sensitively: "What's going on over there?"

"I don't know, it seems that someone has strayed into the garden by mistake." Xu Wenjun tiptoed to look in the direction of the hedge. "It's probably because the new sailor doesn't understand the rules. I'll ask someone to ask later. Do you want to eat cake now?"

Fu Xingyun looked down at the cake.

"Come and cut it." He was a little absent-minded, listening to the movement on the other side of the hedge. "I want to go and ask."

The battle on Shen Mochen's side ended quickly. He was tightly strangled from behind by the tall bodyguard, and his mouth was tightly covered. He could only open his eyes wide and look in the direction of Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun took two steps in his direction, and suddenly his feet stepped on the ground, and he staggered.

Xu Wenjun rushed over immediately, helped him up in a hurry, and complained distressedly: "Hey, wait for me, there are many steps in this flower garden, and there are rose branches. I will take a picture of you when I will throw roses all over your face." Send it to Brother Chen!"

Fu Xingyun froze for a moment, groped to hold her by the shoulder, and said in a sad voice, "It would be great if I could really get in touch. Uncle has installed a signal jammer on this island."

"Oh," Xu Wenjun sighed, "You really scared Mr. Fu this time. If I were him, I would have to lock you up."

Fu Xingyun shook his head, but did not speak.

"Let's go," Xu Wenjun supported his arm, "Auntie will cut the cake later, and each person will share a piece."

"Give me an extra piece," Fu Xingyun said in a muffled voice, "I'll eat for my brother."

Xu Wenjun turned his face away, sighed silently, carefully supported him, and walked slowly back to the villa.

Beside the hedge, Shen Mochen no longer cared about the restraint of the bodyguards, and just stared blankly at the direction in which the two left.

Nebula, his nebula,

That Nebula who likes extreme sports, delicious food and beautiful scenery, who likes to look at him smiling with a pair of black eyes the most, why does he smile so reluctantly?

And he...

Can't avoid steps and flower roots,

It takes support and guidance to walk the distance of less than 100 meters in the garden of my own home.

It's the eyes. Is there something wrong?

The bodyguard let go of his hand covering his mouth, and he didn't resist, only emphasizing again and again:

"I'm Fu Xingyun's friend, please take me to meet him or Mr. Fu."

Half an hour later, Shen Mochen stood in front of Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng sat on the sofa, put down the documents in his hands, and pushed the golden eyes on the bridge of his nose: "Mr. Shen, please sit down."

Shen Mochen straightened his sailor suit and sat down generously.

Fu Cheng didn't rush to speak, but just looked at him quietly through his glasses.

Shen Mochen sat neither humble nor overbearing, and remained silent.

After a long time, Fu Cheng said, "I haven't contacted him for so long, why did you come to him now?"

"I have contacted Xingyun, but there has been no response. I was stupid, thinking that Xingyun gave up on me, and I respect his choice. But until recently, I realized that Xingyun has been helping me." Shen Mochen looked into Fu Cheng's eyes, "Can I see him?"

"What did you think before?" Fu Cheng stared at him, "Do you think Xingyun wants to break up with you if he doesn't contact you? Are you so unconfident in him? If that's the case, why did you come to him? If you didn't know he was helping you, wouldn't you come to him?"

Fu Cheng stood up suddenly: "What's the difference between you and using him!"

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Mr. Fu, you know my background. Although I don't look down on myself, Xingyun is so good. Who can not feel ashamed in front of him? He is so simple. , so beautiful, being loved by him, you will doubt yourself whether you are worthy of this love."

This has always been the most secret feeling in his heart, but now he speaks it out frankly.

It's like cutting open a heart, exposing the deepest and darkest corners in front of Fu Cheng.

He needs Fu Cheng's support.

Otherwise, even if he and Fu Xingyun can be together, his Xingxing will be sad because of the estrangement with this only relative.

He wants no cloud to obscure the light of the stars.

He raised his head and looked deeply into Fu Cheng's eyes: "Some people say that I am too cautious, that I am too depressed. I admit that my life experience has indeed given me such an influence. These days when I am separated from Xingyun, I think about it." A lot, but in the end, I have to admit that I love him, I want to cherish the affection he gave, and I want to respond to him. If I can only choose one thing in this world and abandon everything else, my answer It could only be him."

Fu Cheng looked at him: "You should have seen that the eldest lady of the Xu family is very close to Xingyun."

The words were like sharp knives, slashing across the already bloody heart.

Shen Mochen suppressed the sourness in his heart: "I don't want to impress you with sweet words. Although I love him, I don't ask him for anything in return. If he chooses that girl today, I will also give him my most sincere blessings." ..."

He took a deep breath: "It's just, before this, can I see him, I haven't seen him for a long, long time..."

Fu Cheng said with a sullen face: "It's so late, he's already asleep, please go back!"

The bodyguard stepped forward and made a "please" gesture.

"Boss Fu..."

"Let's go," Fu Cheng sat back on the sofa, "You are not welcome here, leave with the yacht tomorrow morning, and don't come back!"

The bodyguard led Shen Mochen out of the villa: "Mr. Shen, there is a sailor's dormitory at the pier, go there and rest."

Shen Mochen turned his head, glanced at the villa with nostalgia, turned and walked towards the pier.

At two o'clock in the night, everything is silent.

Xu Wenjun woke up from the dream. For some reason, she always felt that something was different tonight.

Putting on a coat, she got up and walked towards Fu Xingyun's room.

Today Fu Xingyun was very happy. Although he only smiled when celebrating Brother Chen's birthday, after returning to the villa, he ate cake with everyone and talked for a long time before returning to the room.

But she could also see that he was still sad. After returning to the room, he sat alone by the window until twelve o'clock, taking sleeping pills before falling asleep.

She was a little worried and went to see him.

Gently pushing open Fu Xingyun's door, she tiptoed into the room.

A small night light was turned on in Fu Xingyun's room, and the dim light cast a man's silhouette on the wall.

In the shadow on the wall, the man's hand slowly reached out to the lying Fu Xingyun.

Xu Wenjun took a deep breath. Hearing the movement, the man put down his hand, but turned his head, with his index finger on his lips, "Shh~~~"

"Chen, Brother Chen?"

Xu Wenjun was still in shock, and took a step forward.

Shen Mochen made a gesture, she nodded in a daze, then turned around and closed the door.

"Brother Chen, why are you here?" Xu Wenjun hurried in and sat down beside Fu Xingyun's bed.

Shen Mochen's eyes still lingered on Fu Xingyun's face, and he looked at her after a while.

He pointed to the balcony of the room, and said in a low voice: "When the bodyguards were changing shifts at night, they climbed up from the balcony. But I think the bodyguards of the Fu family are releasing water."

Xu Wenjun burst out laughing: "They all know about Brother Xing and you, everyone is a stardust fan."

Shen Mochen reached out and stroked Fu Xingyun's forehead: "He must be very happy with you taking care of him."

"It's okay." Xu Wenjun glanced at the sleeping Fu Xingyun, "For more than two months, he doesn't smile much, and often sits in front of the window in a daze. Brother Chen, he misses you very much."

"What happened to his eyes?"

Listening to Shen Mochen's question, Xu Wenjun showed a guilty look: "It's my fault, I didn't find out earlier. During the few days when Brother Xing came to the island, his mobile phone was monitored, and the contact with the outside world was fake. came up with a plan to escape and I was the only collaborator he could find."

Xu Wenjun originally recounted the process of Fu Xingyun's escape that day, and then said guiltily: "When I left with him that night, he seemed quite normal. He asked me to go back by myself, but I was a little worried, so I followed him. Country D. We found the key adoption report in the Fu family's old house."

"He originally planned to send it to you by himself, but at that time, he suddenly developed symptoms of dizziness and intermittent blindness. I was terrified and asked him to go to the hospital, but he must make sure to find someone he trusts to bring the information to you. For that private detective named Zhang Xiaoxian, he also asked someone to arrange witnesses and witness family members in N City, and after all arrangements were made, he was completely blind."

"But Brother Chen, don't worry. The doctor said that during the time when Brother Xing was in the sea, he was accidentally hit on the head by the torrent. There was no trauma, but a small blood clot formed in the skull. Blindness is caused by blood clots oppressing vision. It’s caused by nerves, so it’s not a big problem, it will be fine after a while.”

She deliberately said it lightly, and tentatively smiled: "Brother Chen, you are here, Brother Xing must be very happy, and he will get better sooner."

Shen Mochen didn't speak, but reached out and stroked Fu Xingyun's soft hair gently, one stroke after another.

There is light, sliding down from his cheek.

"Brother Chen..." Xu Wenjun was a little worried.

Shen Mochen came back to his senses, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for taking care of him these days."

"Ah Brother Chen, don't get me wrong, I'm just his ordinary friend. Uncle Fu asked me to come here to help take care of him only because of the cooperation between the two companies and my experience in caring for the blind. , I only came here these few days because of the spring break. Brother Xing has always been the only one in his heart."

She spoke eagerly, Shen Mochen raised his head and smiled at her: "Then I should thank you even more!"

"No, you're welcome. I'm satisfied if you are together well."

Xu Wenjun got up silently, exited the room silently, and closed the door gently.

The boy on the bed seemed to feel the caress on his head, turned over slightly, grabbed the gentle palm to his cheek, and gently pillowed it on it, muttering: "Brother..."

Shen Mochen gently stroked Fu Xingyun's face with his palm, and slowly intertwined his fingers with the other hand.

A satisfied smile appeared on the boy's face.

At dawn, Shen Mochen was still sitting beside Fu Xingyun's bed.

He watched over him all night, never taking his eyes off his face.

This night, the young man did not sleep soundly, always tossing and turning, but as long as Shen Mochen's breath approached, his face would show a satisfied and dependent expression.

And Shen Mochen, who has been staring at his sleeping face obsessively, all the depression, troubles and anxiety of the past few days have disappeared,

It's like finding a long-lost treasure, and the feeling of cherishing is overflowing.

Not long after dawn, the door of Fu Xingyun's room opened again. Fu Cheng silently glared at the man who broke into his nephew's room, and motioned for the bodyguards to drag him down.

Shen Mochen grabbed the bodyguard's arm back and turned his head to signal him to wait.

He carefully took his hand from under Fu Xingyun's cheek, supported the edge of the bed and stood up, moving his limbs.

The next moment, he leaned down and kissed Fu Xingyun lightly on the forehead.

The soft lips were attached to the forehead, carrying the coolness of the night breeze.

Fu Xingyun's breathing became disordered for a moment.

"Mr. Shen, come with me!" The bodyguard lowered his voice and gently pulled his arm.

Shen Mochen glanced at Fu Xingyun again, nodded and followed him out of the room.

In the hall on the first floor of the villa, Fu Cheng was yelling at a group of security guards: "How do you all do things? You actually let people into the young master's room! Who is responsible for what happened?"

The security guards lowered their heads, but there was no sign of remorse on their expressions.

The bodyguard led Shen Mochen down the stairs.

"Why are you still here?" Fu Cheng turned the cannon fire and looked at the man through gritted teeth, "What are you still standing there for? Throw him out!"

"Uncle!" A young man's clear voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

"So early in the morning, why did uncle get so angry?" Fu Xingyun faced the downstairs, but his eyes were not focused.

"Why are you up? Didn't you sleep for a while?" Fu Cheng suppressed his anger, raised his head and said softly, "It's nothing, the bodyguards did something wrong, please warn me."

While speaking, he winked and asked the bodyguards to take Shen Mochen out.

The bodyguard hesitantly took Shen Mochen's arm, and took him two steps towards the door, the leather shoes stomped loudly on the floor.

"Please wait!"

The boy hurriedly moved two steps and stood on the edge of the stairs.

He can't see it!

Fearing that he would hurt himself in his impatience, Shen Mochen, who was about to speak, immediately withdrew his words.

Stepping on the stairs with bare feet, Fu Xingyun slowly descended the stairs holding the handrail of the stairs.

Within two months, he seemed taller again.

Just after waking up, Fu Xingyun's soft black hair was curled up all over the place, his delicate facial features remained the same, but his eyes were a little confused because he couldn't see, which made people want to go forward to comfort him.

He walked into the hall step by step, walking in the direction of the crowd based on the voice he heard just now.

If it weren't for the involuntary groping movements of his arms when he was walking, everyone would have thought that he had normal eyesight at this time.

Shen Mochen stood in the center of the hall, and the bodyguards around him had already let go of him.

He raised his head slightly, watching the boy walking towards him step by step.

Fu Xingyun was a little puzzled. Today's hall seems a little different from usual.

Last night, he dreamed of his brother.

The cool breath surrounded him, bringing coolness and tranquility.

It's been a long time since he felt such a sense of peace of mind, so that when he woke up just now, he felt that his brother was not far away from him.

I couldn't help but followed, but I seemed to really feel that familiar breath faintly.

Fu Xingyun took two steps forward.

It seems... It's really my brother's breath!

The unfocused eyes slowly locked, the confusion in the eyes was gradually dispelled, and the enthusiasm and joy were like a little spark ignited, slowly starting a prairie fire.

The boy stood still in front of Shen Mochen without saying a word.

Everyone in the hall stood quietly, holding their breath, waiting for Fu Xingyun's action.

The boy was slightly out of breath because he walked in a hurry.

He took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face that had been calm for a long time.

At that moment, the sun was shining brightly, and the whole world was animated by his joy.

A smile blooms.

In the dazzle of everyone, he stretched his arms and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

"Brother, I'm so happy that you're here!"

Being embraced by the young man, Shen Mochen's nose was sore, he could only bury his face on his shoulder and muffled, "Fool!"

Fu Cheng opened his mouth, but after seeing Fu Xingyun's smile, he swallowed the words again.

He turned his head angrily and went back to the study.

The security guards retreated quietly.

In the hall of the villa, there were only two people embracing each other.

"Brother, how did you find me?" The young man clasped Shen Mochen's waist tightly, and lowered his head to kiss his ear.

Shen Mochen hid for a while: "Someone sent me a photo of you and Miss Xu."

The boy's body froze.

Shen Mochen gently pushed against his chest, looking up to see his expression.

But the arms on the back immediately tightened, and Fu Xingyun's breathing became flustered: "Brother, don't go, there is nothing between me and her, really nothing."

He hurriedly lowered his head, looking for Shen Mochen's lips.

The soft lips brushed across his forehead and the tip of his nose, finally embracing the softness he longed for.

After several days and nights of non-stop searching, even ignoring food and water, Shen Mochen's lips were a little dry and slightly cracked.

When he kissed her, the thin cracks were torn open, and small drops of blood leaked out.

The faint smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of mint made Shen Mochen slightly dazed.

I wanted to push him away, but the next moment, the soft tip of my tongue lightly touched the wound, licking carefully and gently, soothing all the dryness and pain.

The boy's movements were eager at first, but with Shen Mochen's cooperation, he gradually became cherished and pious.

It took a long time before Fu Xingyun let go of his lips and hugged Shen Mochen tightly again.

"Brother, do you trust me?"

The softness in his heart couldn't be increased, Shen Mochen reached out and touched the back of his head: "I'm sorry..."

Fu Xingyun's whole body was trembling: "Brother... don't..."

do not leave Me.

Shen Mochen's hand gently stroked the back of his neck: "Xingyun, don't be afraid, I said sorry because I once suspected that there was something between you and that girl, but I was wrong..."

"Among us, you have always been the most determined one. The last thing I should do is doubt you."

"Xingyun, can you forgive me?"

The young man nodded.

He couldn't see Shen Mochen's expression, and was afraid that he might not have seen it, so he clicked again, again.

The small face undulated again and again, and the hair also jumped up and down.

Seriously, firmly.

Shen Mochen sighed, how can I...

He caressed the boy's cheek with both hands, and raised his head to kiss his lips.

This time, the lips and tongue are hooked.

Eighty days of separation and eighty days of lovesickness are conveyed passionately in this kiss.

Eighty days of torment, eighty days of anxiety and persistence, all slowly melted in this kiss.

On the boy's face, two crystal clear teardrops rolled down like pearls, melted into the corners of his mouth, and were covered by a sweet kiss.

Like the rain, the sky cleared, and the haze in my heart was swept away.

After a long time, the two separated panting.

Fu Xingyun shook a little dizzily.

"Xingyun!" Shen Mochen supported him in surprise.

"Brother, I'm fine." Fu Xingyun was still panting, "I just didn't sleep well."

Shen Mochen sighed, this child, I am afraid that every night is the same as the previous night, sitting by the window alone, opening his eyes until the early morning.

The sound of breathing came from beside the ear, and it was Fu Xingyun who lowered his head and pressed against his ear: "I want my brother to sleep with me..."

Shen Mochen's breathing was stagnant.

He looked up, the boy's expression was pure and flawless.

Cough, he probably missed something.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, but saw Fu Xingyun's bare feet stepping on the ground.

Shen Mochen grabbed his hand at once: "Go back to the room, let's go, go back to the room!"

Fu Xingyun was dragged up the stairs, and the door slammed shut behind them.

They couldn't hear their conversation, they could only see two passionate kisses, and then hurriedly dragged them to the room, where the bodyguards hiding in various parts of the villa exchanged meaningful glances.

Fu Cheng, who was standing at the door of the study, dropped his cup and slammed the door.

Xu Wenjun, who was hiding at the door of the room on the second floor, nodded with satisfaction, yawned, and went back to catch up on sleep.

In the room, Fu Xingyun was pushed all the way to the bed by Shen Mochen.

The man knelt down by the bed, leaned over and hugged the boy's feet, letting him push against his chest.

"Don't..." Fu Xingyun was a little awkward, but Shen Mochen grabbed his ankle and held it to his chest.

The soles of his feet were cold, Shen Mochen gently rubbed his ankles with his palms, and complained: "The slippers are right beside the bed and I don't even know how to wear them, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I dreamed that my brother came and kissed my forehead." Fu Xingyun couldn't see, so he reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Then you left. As soon as I was in a hurry, I jumped off the bed and ran out. Where is it?" Remember to wear shoes!"

Shen Mochen frowned.

There was a small cabinet at the door of Fu Xingyun's bedroom. When he first entered, he noticed that the cabinet was a little crooked.

The palm of his hand caressed Fu Xingyun's calf, and gently lifted the fabric of the pajama pants.

The slightly callused palm brushed against the delicate skin of the calf, bringing a tingling numbness.

"Brother... hiss!"

The legs of the trousers were lifted up to the knees, revealing a patch of redness, obviously knocked against the corner of the cabinet without realizing it.

"Tsk, why is there such a big patch of red?" Shen Mochen put down his legs and stood up, "It will be another big patch of blue tomorrow."

The warmth from the soles of the feet and ankles disappeared, and Fu Xingyun raised his head blankly, but panicked because of the darkness in front of him.

Shen Mochen just took two steps, opened the small refrigerator in the room, but couldn't see any ice cubes, so he took out a bottle of drink.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Xingyun's anxious face.

The young man's face was pale, and his eyes were wide open. Because he couldn't determine the focus, he kept changing the direction of his sight, and it was already covered with a layer of mist.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was about to cry or not.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Shen Mochen knelt on the bed with one leg and put his arms around Fu Xingyun.

"Don't be afraid! I won't leave." He patted the boy's trembling shoulder lightly, "Do you remember my apology just now? I will never believe who you are with when others say you will be with me; then please Also believe that I will not leave you, okay?"

Fu Xingyun didn't answer, but hugged Shen Mochen's waist tightly.

"I'm sleepy," he blinked, "brother sleeps with me."

Shen Mochen put the bottle of iced drink on Fu Xingyun's reddened knee, took his hand and let him press it down, and kissed the tip of his nose: "I walked from the beach yesterday, and my body is covered with sand. Let me take a shower first, lend me two clothes to wear?"

Fu Xingyun finally let go of the hand holding him, held the bottle, and rolled it gently on his hot legs: "There are freshly washed underwear in the closet drawer, you can take the clothes yourself."

Shen Mochen simply took a shower and came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. Fu Xingyun was standing awkwardly in front of the bathroom door. It seemed that he had been staying here just now, listening to the movement inside.

Sighing in his heart, Shen Mochen maintained his usual tone: "Where is the hair dryer?"

"I'll blow it for you!" The corner of the teenager's mouth curled up, and he happily touched the bathroom sink and took out the hair dryer.

Before coming here, he worked non-stop and hardly had any rest, and when he arrived in the Mediterranean Sea, he was anxiously inquiring and searching. Shen Mochen hadn't had a good night's sleep for half a month.

Now that the warm wind was blowing on his head, and the enthusiastic massage service from the young master, he couldn't help but yawned greatly.

She leaned her head against Fu Xingyun's chest and patted his waist: "Okay, I'm so sleepy, go to sleep, okay?"

Leading Fu Xingyun to the bed, Shen Mochen looked at the only pillow on the bed and blushed a little: "How do you sleep?"

"Brother, go up." Fu Xingyun pushed him to bed with a smile, put him on his pillow attentively, sat beside him, and groped to pull the quilt over.

The quilt covered the two of them, Fu Xingyun lay down next to Shen Mochen, one arm passed through the gap under his neck, and the other wrapped around his waist, tightly hugging Shen Mochen.

"I'm taller than my brother now," he said happily, "I can hug my brother to sleep."

Shen Mochen gently pinched his waist: "You are so beautiful!"

Fu Xingyun's lips fell on his eyelids: "I'm just happy."

The young man smelled clean and fresh, with a citrus fragrance of shower gel. Shen Mochen rubbed his shoulders lightly, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep in almost a second.

Fu Xingyun gently retracted his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep under the long-lost clear breath.

The sea breeze is calm, blowing down the room gently.

The author has something to say:

Therefore, Xingxing did withdraw from the fourth phase of filming due to physical reasons, but he just didn't want his brother to be sad, and wanted to go back after healed.Don't worry, Xing Xing's eyes will recover soon.

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