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He Shuning didn't know why Fu Huaiyan suddenly changed his mind, but since the other party wanted to be with him, he would not refuse.

So, Xia Ziluo received a message that the boss asked him to deliver the things to the apartment later.

In the evening, I asked my little sisters to go to the chic Xia Ziluo: Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say.

The anniversary party of University A was getting closer and closer. Except for classes, most of He Shuning's time was spent on rehearsals, and he even missed the first computer club activity.

On the weekend of the second week of formal classes, the school opened elective courses. He Shuning sat in front of the computer early in the morning, muttering: "Computer, computer, you must choose a computer."

Huangtian paid off, and when He Shuning saw the elective courses marked from blue to black, his heart exploded.

You and your boyfriend have more time and reasons to stay together!

Having said that, Fu Huaiyan seems to be a bit busy these days.

The key to the development of new games, the preparation of the first draft of the graduation thesis, and an international programming competition.

However, Ji Chutang was right. After He Shuning joined the drama club, he had more opportunities to get along with Fu Huaiyan. Every time he went to the auditorium to rehearse, he could see Fu Huaiyan by his side. The two would go home together after the rehearsal.

Lonely and widowed, the moon is dark and the wind is high, he can still take advantage of it.

Seeing He Shuning's little delighted expression every time he succeeded, Fu Huaiyan didn't explain it. He deliberately chose the time when the children were rehearsing to go there.

University A is a leading prestigious school in China, and this time the centennial celebration is extremely grand.

Yundu's political and business leaders, well-known scholars and professors, and outstanding students who graduated from their alma mater returned to the school to participate in the celebration. The auditorium of thousands of people was full of red banners and the atmosphere was lively.

The school celebration stage started at two o'clock in the afternoon, and He Shuning's stage was at the back. After changing his clothes and putting on makeup, he and Fu Huaiyan went outside the auditorium to breathe.

The entire campus was decorated with colorful banners, and students wearing T-shirts of University A were everywhere. In the crowd, young, middle-aged and old people were all smiling, looking at the surrounding buildings with nostalgic eyes, like a movie scene.

Unknowingly, He Shuning and Fu Huaiyan walked along the avenue to the square in front of the statue of Mr. Confucius.

Hearing the laughter around him, He Shuning frowned: "Senior, do you think we will come back together to participate in the school's celebration after many years?"

Fu Huaiyan looked at the child in a white dress, his immature face faded away, like a proud young man, the corner of his lips curled up: "If you want to come back, I will accompany you."

He Shuning's eyes flashed with brilliance, he held back the joy in his heart, and said crisply: "What do you mean I miss it? Can't you come back by yourself? Then what if we are not together in the future?"

Children really dare to say anything.

Fu Huaiyan raised his hand, smoothed the wrinkles on his neckline, and asked, "Why aren't you together?"

He Shuning looked up at him: "I'll ask you first."

Fu Huaiyan poked her fair and tender cheeks slightly, with a smile in her eyes: "If you can't come together, then I'll wait for you at school."

After all, we are meant to be together.

After getting the answer, He Shuning happily took his hand: "Let it go, I will definitely not let you go."

Fu Huaiyan responded warmly: "Okay."

In the time that followed, the two held hands and never let go.

In the small gazebo near the auditorium, He Shuning, who was tired from walking, leaned against Fu Huaiyan, holding his slender and strong fingers, and suddenly thought: "Senior, I can read palmistry, let me show you?"

The little hand with ruddy fingertips inserted and removed along his fingers, Fu Huaiyan let him toss: "Well, please trouble Master He."

He Shuning looked at the lines on his palm with a solemn expression: "Let me take a look, this one shows your good fortune, this one shows your wealth luck, eh, this one..."

Fu Huaiyan lowered his shoulders so that the child could lean more comfortably, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with this one?"

He Shuning immediately said: "Tsk tsk, your destined peach blossom has appeared!"

Sentence after sentence, all are routines.

Fu Huai, who was stuck in a routine, smiled: "Really?"

He Shuning is like a squirrel who has just stolen a nut, with a small dimple looming: "You must cherish it, a person can only have one peach blossom in a lifetime, if you accidentally miss it, you will become a bachelor tree, which is miserable."

Fu Huaiyan, who inexplicably became a bachelor tree: ...

Fu Huaiyan said blankly: "I don't know where he is, what should I do?"

He Shuning turned to comfort him: "Don't worry, I know where it is."

Fu Huaiyan lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Huh?"

"It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of you." He Shuning raised his small hand: "It's just..."

In the next second, a person appeared from the direction of his finger: "Senior Brother Fu, so you are here!"

Fu Huaiyan couldn't stop laughing: "Peach Blossom?"

He Shuning wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He patted Fu Huaiyan's chest, and finished what he hadn't said ferociously: "I! I'm the peach blossom. Other than me, everyone else is rotten peach blossom."

It wasn't until Fu Huaiyan nodded that he was satisfied. He looked at the person who came and pouted: Why hasn't this person left yet?

Eyes met, sparks flew.

He Shuning stood up from the bench, wondering: "Didn't you go abroad?"

Xia Youchen added to his embarrassment: "I have received an invitation from my alma mater, and the hospitality is hard to refuse."

Who believes it!

He Shuning didn't speak, but held Fu Huaiyan's hand even tighter, full of possessiveness in front of his former rival in love.

Xia Youchen acted as if he hadn't seen him, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Fu, my father is here and wants to see you."

He pointed not far away, and deliberately said, "It's over there."

Behind the huge sycamore tree, there were indeed several men in suits and leather shoes standing.

He Shuning wanted to refuse, but seeing Xia Youchen's provocative eyes, go, what's so scary.

His bank card is now all unfrozen, a bunch of zeros!

It's just that the more you go out, the more you feel something is wrong.

The voice of the conversation in the ear became more and more clear, to tell the truth, He Shuning thought it was familiar.

Then, he saw a very familiar face.

He Shuning: ...

Father Xia glanced at the person who walked over, and smiled: "Is this the classmate Fu that Chenchen was talking about? Not bad, not bad, a good-looking talent."

The way a father-in-law looks at his son-in-law makes his eyes hurt.

The back of his hand was pressed with his thumb, and He Shuning looked at Fu Huaiyan, who gave him a reassuring look.

"Hi uncle, this is my boyfriend." Fu Huaiyan smiled and introduced calmly and politely: "His name is He Shuning."

Father Xia's expression froze slightly. He had heard about his son's crush for a long time, but where did the other party get a boyfriend?

He was not very satisfied with the current scene, but it was difficult to say anything with the boss of the cooperative company standing beside him.

"What a coincidence, my friend's surname is also He." Father Xia smiled and looked at the person beside him: "Mr. He, maybe so many years ago, you were still in the same family!"

He Shu Ning said: "Farewell, they are the family now."

On the opposite side, He Xiao's eyes fell on the hands of the two interlocking fingers, and he looked kindly: "Student Fu, right? Let's have dinner together when you have time tonight."

Fu Huaiyan glanced at He Shuning, and was about to refuse, but the latter tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Senior, he is my father."

Fu Huaiyan: ...

Just, suddenly.