Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao was silent.

But Wu Wei didn't let it go, and said, "Don't be fooled this time, I want you to give me a promise, say 'wait for me'."

Wu Wei got closer and closer, and in the end Fang Jiayao could only support the railing behind him with his hands before barely standing still, "Wait for you."

After Fang Jiayao finished speaking, Wu Wei immediately changed, his eyes moved to his face, "Say it again."

"Wait for you."

Wu Wei's suit was wet from the inside to the outside. Seeing that Fang Gayao's body was covered with a thin layer, he moved himself away a little, but his eyes were still on him, as if there was a hook.

"Fang Gayao, I take it seriously."

"Did you hear me, I took it seriously."

The two people in the middle were cold for a long time, and the heat dissipated. Fang Gayao knelt his head on his shoulder, leaving a part of his neck to him, and said,

"real."

Fang Jiayao only remembered that Wu Wei had said "seriously" for a long time before the other party got off his body, and now his nose still smelled of alcohol.

Wu Wei didn't go to rest, he changed his clothes directly from inside, and went out to practice together, but he stepped on a bit of violence, it was not so much a dance as a live vent, the suit he was wearing just now made him talk casually and still On the ground, someone bent down to pick it up. Seeing Wu Wei's eyes, he knew it was unnecessary, so he just left it alone.

Fang Gayao leaned on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, and saw the list of the National General Administration Competition.

As expected, Du Yu could be seen from above.

The ranking is not low, and the Northwest Division has caught up all the way. The photo is posted on the Internet, and the photo is the original one.

He slid his hands down, and saw that there were not many familiar faces in the past, and they were basically rising stars. There were a few of them who looked small, and they looked quite small, probably only seventeen or eighteen.

He couldn't help feeling a bit in his heart,

Time is good at forgetting, but also good at growing.

Seeing that the music in the dance room suddenly stopped, Wu Wei pinched him halfway.

Fang Gayao put on his shoes, pulled the towel from the mountain and put it on Wu Wei, "Take a break when you're tired, don't work hard."

Wu Wei put his arms around the back of Fang Gayao's head, leaning his forehead against it,

"You are my life,"

"If you don't fight, you can't."

After finishing speaking, she lightly tapped, propped her arms on the sofa, reached out to touch the cigarette, "Come on?"

Fang Gayao reached out to take it, squeezed the cigarette butt and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wu Wei's words were natural, and he didn't deliberately avoid people, his voice naturally exploded in the already quiet environment.

The people in the surrounding circle just froze like that, and the people who were picking up clothes in their own clothes basket just now just pulled their clothes and stopped moving.

"Damn it, what stimulated Master Wei today? He's too wild."

"That's what I said, I can't hear my bones."

A few jokers exploded directly below, Fang Gayao could hear it, and leaned beside him, leaning his head on his shoulder like this, resting his head on the bone above him, breathing lightly towards his face , "Go out with me."

He poked his face with the cigarette in his hand, and pressed a mark from it, "Take a break."

"Come with me to get a haircut."

In the twelfth lunar month, the sound of stepping on the snow creaked under the empty street lamps, and the feeling of being stuck on the soles of the feet was very strange. Fang Jiayao squatted halfway and made a snowball with his hands. It was loose and soft, and the sand was in his hands. change.

Wu Wei still had the cigarette he lit from the house still dangling from his mouth. After a while, seeing that Fang Gayao didn't follow, he leaned his head under the street lamp and turned around, "Isn't it cold?"

"Boom-"

He looked down, and there was a white mark on the pure black sweater on his body.

"Want to play?" Although Wu Wei asked this, he had already squatted down, casually grabbed a handful of snow on the soft sand surface, but it didn't form a ball, and just raised his head towards Fang Jiayao.

His palm was hot, half of it had already melted into water when he threw it out.

Under the street lamps, patches of snow and sand were reflected by the lights, as if a handful of white sand had been sprinkled.

It was crystal clear, with sporadic stars covering Fang Gayao's head.

There was no one on the road, and the patches of fresh snow were naturally clean, with a layer of pure white spread flat on the sidewalk, and there were two rows of human footprints.

"Hit it on me," Fang Gayao was wearing sneakers, his feet were hot at the moment, he bent down and hugged a handful, piled it on Wu Wei's body, his face was flushed, "Push harder, can you do it?"

The last sentence obviously had a provocative meaning, and the three words "can you" bite hard.

Wu Wei was originally irritable, and couldn't bear Fang Gayao's pretentiousness, so he ignited the fire with a few words, and immediately stretched out his arms to stir into the snow, grabbed Fang Gayao's arm and stuffed it into his neck, "Yeah ?I can not?"

"Pretty much," Fang Gayao pulled his collar and lay back, "Just push hard on me."

The two of them were basically rolling in the snow, looking like they were fighting from a distance, the figure turned over after a while, and Wu Wei pressed the man down, riding the fresh snow in his hands, and suddenly faced down.

Because it was too fast, there was a gust of wind.

Fang Gayao didn't close his eyes, waiting for him to smash down.

But it stopped on the tip of his nose.

Only a piece of crushed snow leaked from between his fingers, and it happened to fall on the tip of his nose, making him feel cold.

"Don't hide?" Wu Wei asked him.

"Why do you want to hide?" Fang Gayao turned his face upwards, he was still breathing, but asked Wu Wei, "What about you? Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Come again if you don't have one," Fang Gayao turned over after he finished speaking, put his hands on Wu Wei's shoulders, and pressed him heavily, "I don't need you to let me go, I will suffer as much pain as I want, come or not? "

"No," Wu Wei raised his head and stretched out his arms to seduce him, "I don't want to."

"Why do you want to get a haircut?" Wu Wei twisted a section of his fingers, "It looks so pretty."

"Want to be fresh and fresh," Fang Gayao stood up by himself, and pulled Wu Wei's arm to grab him upwards, "Are you still shaving every inch of your body?"

"What about you, which one do you like?" Wu Wei had an inertia when he got up, bumping himself and others under the streetlights on the side of the road, "I can do whatever I want, as long as you like it."

Fang Gayao pushed the person away, hooked the little finger of the other person and walked forward.

Along the straight sidewalk, Fang Gayao was at the front, walking and saying, "Look up."

Wu Wei looked up behind him, "What are you looking at?"

"The sky is so big, and the small piece underneath is me," Fang Gayao turned his head and compared to him.

"It's so small." He placed the middle of two fingers over his eyes and put Wu Wei in, "You should look up to the sky."

Fang Gayao stepped back, stood behind a house number, and said, "Here we are."

Wu Wei stood at the door, looked at Fang Gayao, and asked him, "Have you really decided to cut it?"

"Well, think it over." Fang Gayao stretched out his hand to hold a rather large door panel, and just walked in like that.

Wu Wei didn't move, just stood outside smoking a cigarette.

It started snowing again in the middle of the night, and when Fang Gayao came out, there was no one at the door, leaving cigarette butts all over the place.

When he took out his mobile phone, he only saw a text message on it.

Two short lines.

-I'm waiting for you.

- how long to wait.

His head is refreshing, and it is rare to have a bit of chill in winter nights. The cold wind penetrates through every pore of his neck. He said that after touching the back of his neck, he can only touch the smooth neck, other than that, it is wanton cold. The cruel cold wind shuttled through the fingers.

He shrugged, propped up the collars on both sides, wrapped his head forward, and returned to his apartment tired of the wind.

He didn't ask Wu Wei where he was going, and he knew that this was his answer. Even if he knew he was going to go, his answer was still those two words.

If a person becomes stubborn, the person being stubborn will definitely have a headache.

When Fang Gayao was about to take out the key to open the door, he vaguely heard some movement inside, but he didn't realize that it was Fang Liming inside, holding the pot of crabapple flowers with only the torso in his hand, the leaves on top lost all energy, Being held by him, I don't know where to move it.

"Yo, why are you free to come back today? Why, Lord Wei let you back because of his soft heart?" Fang Liming really didn't expect that Fang Gayao could come back to look after such a heavy snowfall outside, after all, there was only one left in this place. A bed board, it is really inappropriate to come back, "Have you cut your hair?"

Fang Liming knew that Fang Gayao's hair was longer than the average boy's when he had a small haircut. After watching it for so long, he got used to it. Now that Fang Gayao's neck was exposed, he looked refreshed.

I don't know why, but it looks better than before.

The broken hair around the ears has obviously been shaved, and it looks younger than before, and it looks like a high school student when it is picked out, and it is really getting better and better.

Fang Liming slapped himself on the head, "Fuck, you picked it up and moved there, right?"

"No, I'm going to be an exchange student for two years after vacation. You're half right. It's true to pack your things. I will rent the house until the end of the year. When the time is up, I will move out."

One sentence directly blew up Fang Liming, "Fuck, you want to leave? When will it happen? Don't discuss it with me." Fang Liming subconsciously felt that this matter was going to be bad, so he dragged Fang Gayao and asked him, "You Did you get stimulated by something? You walked in such a hurry?"

"Then let me ask you first." Fang Gayao sat on the bed with his buttocks propped up with both hands behind him. Chen Fang Liming threw a cigarette, "Did something happen to the Wu family?"

He is not a fool. Wu Wei has been quite abnormal these days. He probably has something to do with family affairs. If he knows to ask him, he will definitely not say anything, so he can only find out from Fang Liming, "Recently, Wu Wei's expression is not right. , feel strange."

"Speaking," Fang Liming picked up the cigarette, "Isn't it that his elder brother who has been unable to get on the stage has come back? Recently, the Wu family has too many things, like rattan melons, one after another. Wei Ye also took over the family business recently, and he looks more competitive than before, but he has a lot of conflicts with his elder brother in the specific direction, so the whole Wu family seems to be in a hurry from the outside, but if you break it open and look inside, you can kill people .”

Although Fang Liming was just a supervisor, he could see clearly from the sidelines that Wu Wei used to have no desires and no desires, and basically just played wherever his father pointed out, but now he obviously has his own ideas. Conflicts of opinions are inevitable, but this is a good sign, at least he is willing to do it, which more or less complies with Wu Yueli's intention.

So the current Wu family is scrambling to move forward from within.

In the future, the sky of the imperial capital will still have to be supported by the Wu family.

"So, you're going to leave just because the Wu family is in chaos?" Fang Liming squeezed a cigarette, not quite understanding, "I heard that Young Master Wu treats you with all his heart and soul, and you only need to say that you want his life , this can't keep you?"

"That's why I have to go."

Obsession is too much, it becomes an addiction.

"addicted to obsession,"

"Procrastinate and easy to mess up."

And Wu Wei can't be messed up now.