A weak attack dog blood essay

【Extras】——"Family Banquet" from Fu Lin's Perspective

When Fu Lin received the invitation, he finished the air skateboarding session.

There was something wrong with the timing of his opening the parachute.

His teammates almost thought he was going to commit suicide.

After all, this is a mistake that is almost impossible for a veteran to make.

Facing the concerned and puzzled inquiries from the team members, Fu Lin's reaction was very normal. His brows and eyes were bent, and against the background of the snow-capped mountains in the deep winter, it seemed that the dimples on his cheeks were dripping with sweet sunshine-this was very He Juan's favorite expression.

He is sure.

"I just thought of some things and I was a little distracted, which made you worry."

Fu Lin said so.

His expression was very sincere, and his apology and fear were fully reflected, and the team members immediately dispersed without any doubts.

This reminded Fu Lin of He Juan.

If it was Teacher Xiao He, it would definitely not be like this.

When he was exercising extreme sports before, he happened to meet He Juan.

Because young people are really attractive, Fu Lin, who is inevitably attracted by him, is distracted.Fortunately, he was skillful and did not cause any disaster in the end, but He Juan was just taken aback.

His explanation at the time was similar to that just now, and the reactions of others were no different.

Some people would care a little bit and tell him not to do this next time, but they left seeing that he had nothing to do.

Only He Juan didn't seem to feel relieved after listening to his explanation.

I don't know what he analyzed, but he seemed worried that he would be frightened and left some shadow, so he took him to eat a small dessert to comfort him.

Even after several club trainings, Fu Lin keenly discovered that the safety factor of the club training site was much higher, and the equipment was upgraded.

It is even very exaggerated to be equipped with one-on-one security officers.

There are almost no dead ends, and nothing can happen if you want to.

Later, when he found out that He Juan did it, he still felt that Fu Lin's actions were dangerous, but he also felt that this kind of thing was hard to avoid, and the tone of his voice told Fu Lin to pay more attention, it would be better to make the surrounding environment safer.

Thinking of this, Fu Lin's smile slowly faded. If there are still people who stay where they are, seeing Fu Lin, they will feel that the young man who has always been popular with the sun looks a little scary and gloomy at this moment.

Like a poisonous snake in the corner of the night city, its fangs covered with venom hide in the messy flower beds, ready to bite at any time.

So I really want to catch such a little teacher He.

Want to hold the cool and white ice and snow.

It's a pity that someone took him into his arms first.

That person was still the elder brother he hated and envied the most.What luck, isn't it?

At this time, someone called his name again, and the expression on Fu Lin's face changed almost immediately. He smiled and walked over: "What's wrong?"

The club member handed him a thin courier: "What kind of document is your courier?"

The doubts in Fu Lin's eyes flashed quickly. After seeing the name of the sender of the courier, his originally fake smile suddenly became very warm and sincere. After opening the face, but after thanking him very politely, he squeezed the thin express delivery, which was not smooth and clean, carefully in his hands. After returning to the hotel, he specially washed his hands with alcohol-based hand sanitizer.

After washing, he looked in the mirror and felt that he was a little disheveled after extreme sports, and even his hair was a little messy.

So he took a serious shower again, made himself clean, and then sat on the sofa in the hotel's presidential suite, with a serious expression as if he was opening a box containing rare treasures. After the contents inside were fully exposed, the smile on the corner of Fu Lin's mouth restrained.

He looked at the letter, which looked like an invitation from the cover, and a cloud gradually darkened in his eyes. He paused for a few seconds before opening it, but he was no longer as careful as before.

The content is a letter that looks like a family banquet invitation, but is actually a wedding invitation letter. The text on it is very polite and official, and it is a unified set of rhetoric for everyone.

The handwriting was probably handwritten, and it was a very familiar clear handwriting. One could imagine the young man with lowered eyebrows and eyes seriously, writing out the invitation letter by letter at his desk. He must have attached great importance to this banquet.

It has been a long time since that press conference, and Fu Lin is still immersed in the relevant information from the outside world.

Although he is almost like an ostrich stepping his head into the sand, there are so many people who love or pay attention to young people, so news reaches his ears intermittently.

At the graduation ceremony of the youth, the two embraced affectionately and became a hot spot on social software.

The relationship between the two seems to be very good.

Fu's Group announces equity changes.

In recent years, a number of medical successes that shocked the world have come from scientific research institutes invested by young people.

Then recently, there have been so-called "informed people" breaking the news, saying that the two of them have achieved a positive result, and good things are coming.

Even though there is currently no relevant marriage law in the country, the two are planning to hold a ceremony to make the relationship more official.

On the night when he heard the news, Fu Lin frantically rummaged through various social software, and very darkly liked all the comments that were not optimistic about this relationship.

But he hated those remarks that slandered He Juan, so he reported a lot.

After this series of behaviors was over, he became numb again, and besides sleeping, he went to various places to participate in extreme sports.

It wasn't until he received the courier that he didn't think that these were just subconscious escapes.

Putting the invitation card on the table, he covered his eyes with one hand, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

Sure enough, I am very jealous of Fu Xian, what a blessing.

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Although the invitation said it was a family banquet - in fact, it was a kind of secret showing off by Fu Xian.

It was his family dinner with He Juan.

Although after receiving the invitation, he received no fewer than twenty calls from Xia Sen.

It can be seen how dissatisfied Xia Sen is with the family banquet.

Unable to get through to Fu Xian's phone number, Xia Sen simply turned to look for He Juan.

Because the weather suddenly turned cold, He Juan’s room was fully heated. Even so, his face was still slightly pale. He was supposed to work after graduation and was forced to rest at home because of his health. He coughed twice due to the cold air, and then his voice became a little hoarse: "Brother, what's the matter?"

So Xia Sen's anger was half extinguished, and his voice became softer: "I just received your invitation..."

He Juan just smiled: "Well, it took me a few days to finish it."

His slightly round eyes looked at Xia Sen seriously: "Is there any problem?"

Xia Sen didn't say why he came first, but closed the door, and took He Juan to the sofa in the bedroom. After He Juan sat down, he calmly glanced at the medicine bowl on the desk, and saw the medicine inside. The concoction was indeed drunk, not a single drop was left, and he complained, "Since it's a family banquet, why is it held at Fu's house? You are my cousin, and Fu Xian is declaring possession with ulterior motives."

He Juan was kneading a fluffy penguin doll in his hand. The penguin had orange fur on its forehead, which he pinched between his two fingers. After hearing Xia Sen's words, he paused his fingers, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "The place is my place." decided."

Holding a ceremony was brought up by Fu Xian.

He Juan didn't feel that it was necessary to hold a ceremony, but later he browsed the information on the Internet, and then posted an anonymous post on a social software to ask, and learned that most people think that two people in love need a ceremony. A ceremony that reassures the other party.

Someone suggested that they could get a certificate, and after learning that the two were a same-sex couple, they turned to suggest, but chose to hold a wedding or a family banquet.

So He Juan adopted the suggestions of netizens.

Two days after Fu Xian carefully raised his opinion on holding a wedding, He Juan very naturally suggested at dinner one day that the wedding is really a bit grand, so it is better to hold a small family banquet and formally introduce each other to the close ones.

Fu Xian agreed after a while of silence.

He Juan couldn't tell whether he was happy or what.

But that night he ended up sore and limp, and the next day his fingertips were too heavy to lift.

Apart from his aunt's family and his grandfather's side, He Juan only had some classmates who needed to be invited, but Fu Xian attached great importance to the list of people who came, and made a long list, and the two wrote their own invitations.

As for the layout of the venue, Fu Xian asked He Juan one by one what he thought before making a decision, so it was He Juan who decided to stay at Fu's house.

Facing Xia Sen's doubts, He Juan paused for a moment, and said sincerely, "I didn't think so much, I just decided."

Then he hesitated: "It's not impossible to change it now."

It may be necessary to rewrite the invitation.

There will be no problem with Fu Xian.

Xia Sen glanced at his cousin's fingers, they were slender, white and tender, and his fingernails were an unhealthy pink-purple color. The invitations were said to be few and far between. He could even imagine how his cousin's white fingers were flushed when he wrote the invitation overnight. , he exhaled lightly and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm just asking casually."

After finishing speaking, seeing He Juan's faint look of tiredness, but still trying to cheer up to chat with him, Xia Sen immediately said, "I still have something to do in the company, I'm leaving first."

He Juan stood up and wanted to send Xia Sen to the door, but Xia Sen stopped him. Xia Sen squeezed He Juan's hand and frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?"

The heating in the bedroom is not low, Xia Sen has only stayed in it for a short while, his back is already covered with sweat, and his palms are burning hot, but He Juan's hands are as cold as if he didn't wear gloves in winter .

He Juan didn't care, he was used to chatting, so his tone was a bit light-hearted: "It's always been like this, it's okay."

He comforted Xia Sen in turn, but it made Xia Sen feel a sudden pain in his heart, which almost made him unable to move forward, but he didn't want his well-behaved brother to see the difference. He forced himself to endure the guilt and sadness in his heart, and nodded: " OK, I'll go first."

When the bedroom door was closed behind him, Xia Sen took a deep breath. Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. Subconsciously, he wanted to call Fu Xian, but he stopped. go outside.

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Fu Lin still returned to City A.

In fact, he hasn't come back here for many years, so that he still feels a little strange at first glance.

He first visited his mother in a nursing home.

The other party had delicate hair permed, beautiful makeup, and was playing mahjong with friends in the nursing home.

Knowing that Fu Lin is coming, she just raised her eyelids, with indifference and cold hatred in her eyes: "What? Come back to see if I'm dead?"

She was always dissatisfied with Fu Lin's disobedience and separation from her, but at the same time, she was afraid of Fu Lin's methods. He called Fu Lin a poisonous insect and a rat living in the gutter, but it was just cursing. Never dare to make any excessive moves.

Fu Lin has always shown his politeness and sunshine in front of others, making women look even uglier.

But this time, he suppressed those superficial emotions, and rarely said coldly: "If you still want to live a good life, shut up, or you may go to the stinky ditch that you look down on to pick up garbage."

The woman shut up immediately, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

Fu Lin felt that it was meaningless.He looked around casually, and smiled again, the dimples on his cheeks looming: "Mom, take good care of yourself, I'm leaving first."

Even if it was a family banquet, everyone knew what the purpose of the banquet was, so no one would show a surprised expression when they saw a ceremony that was almost the same as a wedding.

Everyone will send a blessing.

Fu Lin is no exception.

He saw the way He Juan's eyes were slightly bent, and he completely restrained the meanness and coldness that he occasionally showed during this period, and instead sent sincere blessings carefreely with his eyes bent.

Or rather the whole party at the party.

How many people are envious of Fu Xian's good luck?How many people are unwilling.

Many people in City A have remained single all these years, but it's just because of a bright moon hanging in the sky.

But they can also see that the protagonist's complexion is not very good today, probably because it is a relatively difficult winter, so a little tiredness soon appeared in his eyes.

So the people who originally wanted to talk more to the young man stopped in a tacit understanding.The young man also temporarily left the banquet hall, probably to drink medicine.

Fu Lin came out after washing his hands, met He Juan who had finished drinking the medicine, Fu Lin couldn't help approaching, and smelled a faint strawberry smell.

Probably because the medicine just now was too bitter, the young man's eyes had a thin glint of water, and he didn't realize the existence of the other party until Fu Lin walked in front of him.

After saying hello, Fu Lin glanced at his pale lips: "Brother He Juan just finished taking the medicine?"

He Juan nodded, and he gently cared about the young man in front of him who he had taught for a while: "Well, I, Fu Xian, said, are you going to go abroad?"

Fu Lin was stunned for a few seconds, then subconsciously nodded under He Juan's clear eyes: "I have this plan."

Then he smiled again: "Brother He Juan still cares about me, is it because of being with Fu Xian?"

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, and felt that the words were a bit distorted and jealous.

But He Juan didn't feel it at all, he simply replied with this sentence: "What's the relationship with Fu Xian? Aren't we friends?"

He answered calmly, but Fu Lin was taken aback for a moment, and finally looked at He Juan's cold and penetrating eyes.

Suddenly the corner of his lips curved: "Well, that's right."

In a good mood.