Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan gently touched Ji Fanfan's head, "Don't be nervous, I won't force you."

Ji Fanfan bit his lip, got up and continued drying his hair.

Then quietly changed the dressing on Fu Zechuan's hands and feet.

"Zechuan..." Even after calling Fu Zechuan so many times, Ji Fanfan still felt his heart burning, and he put aside other thoughts, and continued: "The wounds are recovering well, maybe soon we won't have to wrap these bandages anymore gone."

Fu Zechuan just looked at him, and responded lightly, "Yes."

After answering this sentence, there was a brief silence in the air, and Ji Fanfan couldn't help but think of what happened just now, and his heart pounded wildly.

He carefully wrapped up the bandage, distracted his attention and continued: "Tomorrow, Dr. Zhao arranged by Ms. Fu Yue will come for a follow-up visit, and she will also come to see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Miss Fu Yue will stay for dinner tomorrow. I don't know her taste very well. Can you tell me?"

"Everything you cook is delicious, she won't pick it."

"Oh."

Seeing him like that, Ji Fanfan lowered his head shyly.

Fu Zechuan smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't...look at me like that."

Fu Zechuan's heart moved, and his brows and eyes became more gentle. His Fanfan has never changed.

"Don't you like me looking at you like that?"

Ji Fanfan also wrapped up the wound on Fu Zechuan's leg, sat down with his hands down, and said shyly, "It's not..."

"Huh?" The magnetic voice sounded faintly in the air, with a little teasing, very provocative.

Ji Fanfan became more nervous, but he didn't know what to say, but when Fu Zechuan looked at him with such affectionate eyes, besides being nervous, he also felt a little bit of pain in his heart, and felt inexplicably sad.

Ji Fanfan shook his head, "Nothing."

He bent down and covered Fu Zechuan with the quilt, "Good night."

When he got up to leave, Fu Zechuan held his hand again.

Ji Fanfan turned around, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Zechuan took his hand and told him seriously, "I love you."

Ji Fanfan was so nervous that he was overwhelmed, he could only look down at his toes, the heat on his face was astonishingly hot, and the throbbing in his heart was even stronger than ever before.

Fu Zechuan smiled and said, "I just want you to know about it. It's all right, good night." He reluctantly let go of his hand.

Ji Fanfan walked out blushing dizzily, unable to calm down for a long time.

He ran to the chair in the garden to sit in the cool breeze, looked at the bright moonlight and smiled very shyly, Ze Chuan said, love him...

Ji Fanfan covered his face shyly, he never expected that he would say such affectionate words to him.

"Do you think I will love you again now..." A very sad voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

Ji Fanfan was startled, and quickly looked around, but he was the only one in the garden.

Hallucination?

It was getting late at night, and Ji Fanfan felt that it was time to go to sleep. He stood up, but his eyes went dark, and he seemed to hear the sound of heavy rain in his ears.

"Boom", a flash of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the blood on the ground, and also illuminating the people lying on the ground.

The man's face was down, his hair was wet from the rain and stuck to his side face, Ji Fanfan wanted to see who he was.

But in a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared.

Ji Fanfan felt uncomfortable, as if an invisible force was pulling his heart.

He touched his forehead suspiciously, "Am I sick? I don't have a fever either..."

He touched the side of his neck in wonder, and walked back to the house to rest while thinking.

Early the next morning, Fu Yue brought the doctor to give Fu Zechuan a follow-up visit.

The wound on Fu Zechuan's hand that was scratched by the branch has healed, but the wound on his leg needs to be healed for another two months.

After Fu Yue asked Ji Fanfan to continue to take care of Fu Zechuan, he left with the doctor.

Ji Fanfan looked at the table of dishes and worried, "Why doesn't Ms. Fu Yue stay for dinner?"

Fu Zechuan put all of Ji Fanfan's favorite dishes into his bowl, and replied, "The company has urgent matters, so she can't keep more."

"Miss Fu Yue is very busy."

Fu Zechuan patted his head affectionately, and replied softly: "A new project has started recently, and she will indeed be busy."

Ji Fanfan nodded and looked down, only to find that the vegetables in his bowl had piled up into a hill, Xiumei subconsciously frowned, "Don't pinch it for me, I can't eat it."

Fu Zechuan rubbed his head lovingly, "Well, good."

Fu Zechuan cherishes the time he can get along with Ji Fanfan very much. He knows that Ji Fanfan may think of the past in the future, and he knows that everything now may be just a dream, but he still wants to leave something behind.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining.

Fu Zechuan concentrated on drawing a portrait with a pencil. Not far away, Ji Fanfan was too nervous to move.

Fu Zechuan's brows and eyes were gentle, "Relax."

Ji Fanfan became even more nervous when he finished speaking, "Zechuan...I'm not good-looking, do you want to change someone?"

Fu Zechuan deeply imprinted his tangled and cute appearance in his mind, "Who said you are not good-looking? I really like a beautiful and delicious person like you."

Ji Fanfan's eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were burning hot and he lowered his eyes and looked away.

"Fanfan, look at me~"

Ji Fanfan had no choice but to turn his head back and continue to be Fu Zechuan's model.

Fu Zechuan described his appearance and figure stroke by stroke. In fact, his appearance has long been engraved in his mind. He can draw it even with his eyes closed, but he still looks up at him seriously from time to time. , Write down his every expression and every movement.

"All right."

Ji Fanfan sat stiffly, and after hearing Fu Zechuan's concluding remarks, he quickly got up and ran over to look.

Standing beside Fu Zechuan, with a glint in his eyes, he looked at this portrait with some surprise.

The person in the painting smiled lightly, with soft hair hanging down, and those eyes full of hope were more attractive than the stars. He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe it was him.

Fu Zechuan looked closely at his side face, his rosy cheeks were more alluring than anything else in the world, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Ji Fanfan was about to open his mouth to praise, but suddenly there was a soft touch on his cheek.

The soft touch was fleeting, but it made his heart beat wildly.

Fu Zechuan asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Ji Fanfan nodded with blushing cheeks, he looked down at his toes, his whole body seemed to be smoking.

Fu Zechuan embraced his waist with attachment, and leaned into his arms. The warm sunshine cast a halo on their bodies, which made people feel even more reluctant to part with them.

Ji Fanfan obviously didn't hate his touch, but he felt unspeakably sad in his heart. He pushed Fu Zechuan's shoulder, but he heard him whisper, "Don't move, let me lean on you."

Ji Fanfan obediently let him hug him, and the hand on his shoulder unconsciously stroked his hair.

Feeling his movement, Fu Zechuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes were like water, he pulled his hand and put it on his lips and kissed it softly, "Can you stop leaving me?"

Ji Fanfan didn't understand what he meant, so he agreed politely, "I will always take care of you."

Fu Zechuan smiled bitterly, stubbornly not wanting to admit that it was because of that fabricated memory that he stayed by his side.

Ji Fanfan looked at the sad look on his face and asked in puzzlement, "Are you unhappy?"

Fu Zechuan leaned into his arms again, and the hands around his waist gradually tightened, "I am happy when you are here."

The leisurely days passed quickly. Under Ji Fanfan's careful care, the wound on Fu Zechuan's leg was almost healed. The doctor said that he would be able to walk normally after half a month of recuperation.

On this day, the weather was gloomy, and it had been raining continuously since the morning. Fu Zechuan and Ji Fanfan sat together in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch the rain.

Hearing the sound of tinkling rain, Fu Zechuan felt so calm for a long time, he suddenly asked excitedly, "Fanfan, can you bring me the guitar on the second floor?"

Ji Fanfan nodded, and quickly handed the guitar to Fu Zechuan. He sat aside and looked at Fu Zechuan who was tuning, feeling a little fresh.

And also very handsome...

Ji Fanfan looked at Fu Zechuan holding the guitar without blinking, with a shy smile on his face.

After tuning, Fu Zechuan raised his eyes and asked him, "What do you want to hear?"

Ji Fanfan subconsciously blurted out, "YouareeverythingIneed."

After realizing what he said, Ji Fanfan quickly lowered his head, how could he say this!

Fu Zechuan was also stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then the streamer in his eyes moved slightly, and his heart was filled with sweetness. He raised the corners of his mouth and responded softly, "Okay."

The melodious guitar sound and the sound of the rain complement each other, accompanied by a deep and beautiful singing voice.

Fu Zechuan's voice was beautiful, deep, gentle, and lingering, and Ji Fanfan was attracted to look up.

For a moment, he seemed to see the grand fireworks, the lively stage, and smell the intoxicating fruit wine.

And, he held up Fu Zechuan's face, and he could see that the other's eyes were covered with a layer of steam, and there was a small reflection of him inside.

They were very close, very close, so close that they could feel each other's breath, so close that he could kiss his lips when he bowed his head, and he did. He hugged the person in front of him tightly, and hugged each other affectionately kiss……

Ji Fanfan came back to his senses, his face turned red suddenly, his hands subconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes, he bit his lip and dared not look at Fu Zechuan.

After Fu Zechuan finished the last note, he looked up and saw Ji Fanfan who was blushing, and asked involuntarily, "Why is your face so red?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Ji Fanfan's cheek, but Ji Fanfan avoided it in a panic.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, not daring to say that he had hallucinations of their kissing.

Ji Fanfan blamed himself thinking how he could have such an idea, it was ridiculous, and at the same time lowered his head even lower, not daring to speak.

Fu Zechuan lost his hand and stopped in mid-air, but then turned to touch his head, and affectionately repeated the last line of the lyrics, "YouareeverythingIneed."

Ji Fanfan slowly raised his head and looked at him.

He could see the affection in Fu Zechuan's eyes, this feeling was very familiar, and he always felt that it was not the first time he saw such eyes in his eyes. ?