Just hug me

Even the thick iron sheet of the city wall cannot contain the fire after all.

The fact that Fang Yan didn't go to the school to report was soon discovered, and the old Fang sent a lot of anger on the phone, telling him to go home immediately and give an explanation.His father's order was hard to break, so Fang Yan immediately booked a ticket to go back and plead guilty.

The decision I made was not a trivial matter. It didn’t mean that I could go back to school if I regretted it one day and wanted to go back to school. Not only could I not go to the original school, but I also had no chance to transfer to another school. If I wanted to go to school, I had to take the college entrance examination again next year.

It is impossible to retake the college entrance examination, Fang Yan has no plan to leave a way out for himself.

But when he saw Lin Guancheng's indifference, but worried about his eyes, he knew that he had never kept it a secret.

"I'm sorry, I was afraid that you would also object..." The lengthy foreshadowing was interrupted as soon as the explanation started.

Lin Guancheng smiled brightly, patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I will support you."

Fang Yan was taken aback, "You support me?"

"In the future, if you don't do well in the world, you have a bad temper, you have a bad temper, you don't have a job, and your boss dislikes you for your low education, it's okay, I'm still here."

Fang Yan heard that it was a love story, no matter what, every word seemed to be hurting himself, and he frowned and replied: "You are raising ghosts."

Lin Guancheng smiled and said, "Handsome ghost."

Under the dim light, the two cast a very long shadow, Fang Yan suddenly took a few steps forward, bent down and leaned forward slightly.

Lin Guancheng asked: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yan said, "Come up, and carry you back."

Lin Guancheng blinked and said doubtfully, "My legs are fine and I can walk."

"I'm happy." Fang Yan thought it was a good idea, and patted his legs to urge him to come up quickly.

It's not that you have to be paralyzed to carry it on your back.

Lin Guancheng understood, licked his lips, ran a few steps and dived onto Fang Yan's back. Fang Yan leaned forward suddenly, almost lost his balance and fell over. Fang Yan said, "Little ancestor."

"Old ancestor." Lin Guancheng replied.

"What's your name, little bastard, I'm only three months older than you."

"Ancestor."

"Also, I threw you down."

Lin Guancheng was certain that he wouldn't do anything to him, so he smiled and shouted: "Old man."

Fang Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, instead of arguing with him, she walked directly to a small artificial lake by the roadside.

The lake is shallow and there are no protective fences. The breeze blows, and the branches and leaves by the lake rustle and dance.There were many old people walking nearby shaking cattail fans to enjoy the shade, and several children took bread, broke off a small piece and plunged into the lake, trying to lure the little goldfish to take the bait.

Fang Yan moved his steps and exposed his back to the lake, "What should I call it?"

"Think about it, baby."

He let go of one hand and leaned back slightly, trying to frighten the little bastard, but the other hand was tightly grasped.Rub it out little by little.

Lin Guancheng was not afraid, his hands were still tightly around his neck, his legs were also tightly clamped, and he rolled his eyes, "Well, let me think about it... I should call him old..."

Fang Yan took another step back towards the lake.

"Don't, don't, don't retreat!" Lin Guancheng turned his head and looked back. The light was dark and the water looked dark and a little creepy. He immediately gave in, and Nuo Nuo shouted: "Husband."

Fang Yan didn't seem to hear it, he didn't stop moving, and continued to rub outwards.

"Husband, husband, I was wrong!" Lin Guancheng yelled to admit his mistake at the right time, and said coquettishly, "If you step back, you will fall."

Satisfied, Fang Yan smiled slyly, "You know you're scared, don't you? Next time you keep yelling, I'll just throw you in. The water is only up to your knees. Let's soak you sober."

Lin Guancheng still had lingering fears, resting his chin on his right shoulder, frowned and said: "Your wound is not healed yet, you can't touch this kind of water, it may cause inflammation."

Fang Yan said, "Hey, you still know how to worry about me."

Lin Guancheng pouted, "I worry about you every day."

"I'm worried that I will bite me so deeply that it hurts to take a bath." Fang Yan pinched his butt in retaliation, "I'll clean you up after I go back and get the medicine."

Lin Guancheng suddenly became serious and said, "It's not this."

"I'm worried that if you are too young, you will be cheated and bullied outside. I'm worried that I won't be able to support you in the future."

Fang Yan seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed for a while, "Don't make me laugh, really, I won't be able to carry you when I laugh later. What do you think of your husband, a kindergarten that is slaughtered Little brat?"

"And you won't have this opportunity." Fang Yan said firmly, saying every word, "Because your husband is the boss."

Lin Guancheng was merciless, "Is it the big boss who turns left and goes out to the pancake stand in the snack street? If I didn't see the balance on your card, I would really believe it, Boss Fang."

Fang Yan clicked his tongue and cursed with a smile: "I think your butt is really itchy, don't you?"

The military training was almost over, and the National Day holiday was just around the corner. Lin Guancheng wanted to go home with him, but Fang Yan was not allowed to say anything, and he would return the next day.He knew that he would definitely be beaten up when he went back, and he would rather leave Lin Guancheng here alone than take him there to feast his eyes.

Before departure, Lin Guancheng went to buy some special products. Fang Yan said that the family did not lack these, so he brought them with him after thinking about it.

Maybe it can also play a flattering effect, lowering the anger value, it is better than empty hands.

As expected, Fang Yan just got home and shouted with a smile: "I'm back!"

What greeted him was a teacup that suddenly shattered at his feet, loud and grand.

Fang Yan pressed the beating forehead, meditated on the belly draft that had been made on the road, and was ready to understand it with reason and move it with emotion, so as to impress his parents.He took a deep breath and followed Lao Fang into the study, the worst would be death.

"Starting a business, I don't know how much you weigh? A half-grown kid can start a fart!"

Fang Yan smiled apologetically, "Dad, don't say that, didn't you come here when you were young?"

"Can it be the same?! You still have the nerve to compare with me."

Fang Chengwen's face was quite ugly. His son who had given up suddenly got a good grade in the exam, and happily held a big entrance examination banquet. Before he could do well, he was hit in the head.

"What do I do? What are you? To put it nicely, how much do you know about opening a studio for independent game development? How much technical support is needed, how to operate, how to manage when the time comes, and what have you come into contact with? How much do you know, and you want to start a studio?! Skip class, go to an Internet cafe, and play two games, and you will be out of your game."

Although the words are harsh, they are not unreasonable, and every sentence is very real.

"No, Dad, listen to me, I'm prepared, it's really not a 3-minute fever." It was him who concealed it first and then acted first, so he admitted his mistake and accepted all the scolding.

"A friend I know works in a well-known game company. The management is too strict and he is forced to work overtime every day. He has long wanted to change jobs, and he also knows some students who can do planning and art. As long as the funds are in place, any talent can do technology. invite."

"How did you meet that friend?" Fang Chengwen asked with staring eyes.

Sometimes the partner introducer has to be on guard. They may just be full of beautiful words, build an empty cover and pull you in, and finally defraud you without leaving any money.

Fang Yan grinned, telling the truth, "I know him from playing games." Seeing that Lao Fang was about to smack himself again, he quickly added: "I've met him before! It's really reliable!"

"Besides, I have a few ideas and plans, and I know how to do things. I used to learn how to program and write some scripts when I had nothing to do. I just understand a little bit." Fang Yan said modestly.

"Let me ask you, what capital do you have to do this now? Why do you not go to a good school?"

Fang Yan bowed his head and said nothing, his eyes flicked out of the window.

Fang Chengwen's face was livid, "Did you not plan to go to college when you applied for the volunteer exam?"

Fang Yan said frankly: "You know that I never liked class. It's really boring. I spent so many years wasting resources in school. It's better to enter the society earlier to be more promising."

Fang Chengwen's face darkened, and without a word, he was being taught with sticks, which was very painful.

On my mother's side, she is very Buddhist, and her son is already in a bad position, so she allows him to beat him up, and stops him symbolically when he sees that the attack is serious.Finally, I asked Lin Guancheng why he didn't go home together, and Fang Yan told a lie to deal with it, not daring to stay longer, enduring the pain and flying back early the next day.

"It hurts."

The original tooth marks hadn't healed yet, but now there were wounds all over his body, black and bruised bruises on his smooth and tight back, it was hot, and he didn't know how he could bear it at that time.I guess I can only sleep on my stomach for the past two days.

Lin Guancheng knelt by the bed and rubbed the ointment on him, feeling distressed for a while.

"It's really too hard to strike. You are already an adult. Although it is a bit reckless, but just stand like this and let our dad beat you?"

"Otherwise?" If it was his own son, his legs might be broken.

And it wasn't a beating in vain.

After all, he was his own son, Lao Fang calmed down and asked Shen Xueqin to hand over a few business cards that night, saying that they might be useful in the future, just get in touch.

"Did you miss me last night?" Fang Yan's painful jaw clenched tightly, and he was still in the mood to chat.

Lin Guancheng thought about it for a while, and said, "No, it's rare to have a chance to sleep well."

He glanced at Fang Yan's back, and said lightly, "I should be able to sleep well in the past two days."

What does this imply?

Fang Yan sneered, and pinched his waist hard, "Believe it or not, I will make you unable to sleep or get out of bed right now."

Lin Guancheng was so scratched that he couldn't bear to move around, and suddenly his center of gravity was unsteady and pressed on him. Fang Yan snorted, Lin Guancheng was so frightened that he immediately avoided the distance, fearing that if he accidentally rolled a few times on him, his back would be useless .

Fang Yan frowned, "Come back! Your brother is not so delicate."

Before the medicine was finished, Lin Guancheng sat back obediently, squeezed the ointment onto his fingers, and controlled his strength to rub it on his back little by little with his fingertips.Fang Yan closed his eyes, and moved his hands irregularly along the legs of the loose shorts, all the way up.

Lin Guancheng didn't hide, just let him touch.

Touching the baby, fiddled with her fingers casually, Fang Yan said in a hoarse voice, "Call me brother."

Lin Guancheng moved slightly, and obediently called out, "Brother."

Fang Yan's heart churns in an instant, thinking, it's better to be injured, but it's a bit difficult to eat.

He hooked the corners of his lips and said, "Call again."

"elder brother."

Fang Yan sat up, leaned a little closer, and hugged his arms tightly.

Lin Guancheng moved his position uncomfortably, grabbed his hand, pressed his forehead against Fang Yan's shoulder, moved his lips and said softly, "itch."

Fang Yan's eyes were full of tenderness, and he asked, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Lin Guancheng pursed his lips, and took the initiative to push back his withdrawn hand, "I want it."