Tired Bird Knows Return

Chen Yanqing was like a well-behaved little kangaroo, being pulled into his arms by Mr. Kangaroo with a loose down jacket. Fucheng's body temperature and unique body fragrance wrapped him, making him not want to get out of this kind of tenderness for a short time. Fortunately, Fucheng knew, so he hugged him very tightly.

The red Passat in the distance stopped silently, and Liang Yue only picked up the phone after it was noisy for half a minute.

"Well, it will take a while. Is the baby asleep? ... You go to bed early when he is asleep. I will drive carefully."

Before hanging up the phone, Liang Yue called Lao Fu again, her eyes fell on the rearview mirror outside the driver's door, taking advantage of the faint light, there were two teenagers hugging each other in the mirror, Liang Yue took a deep breath , and said, "It's okay, hang up."

Maybe it was because of standing for a long time, Fucheng couldn't hold it anymore, his body swayed weakly, Chen Yanqing hugged his waist tightly in his down jacket, then raised his head and asked, "Let's go back, don't go away Is it?"

Fu Cheng was startled, thinking he had heard wrongly, "What?"

"I said you don't go home today, go to my place, I want to see your injury."

"...Okay." Fucheng didn't say much, but when Chen Yanqing helped him to walk in, his eyes were a little weak and disappointed.

After the old lady knew that Fucheng was injured, when Fucheng was helped back to the room by Chen Yanqing, she went in and sat with him for a while. While asking about the injury, she told her to pay attention to her diet in the future. With the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, Yancheng was illuminated by countless fireworks in the night sky. They huddled in Chen Yanqing's small room and waited until the fireworks ended before leaving.

Chen Yanqing closed the window and came back, the room was completely quiet, but Fu Cheng was flustered with his schoolbag in his hand, and he grabbed it and carried it behind his back, "The color has faded, I darkened it a bit!"

"It's New Year's Eve, it's time for you to get a new schoolbag." Fu Cheng said nonchalantly.

"Why change it if it's not broken?" Chen Yanqing stuffed the schoolbag into the closet, then turned off the headlight, climbed into the bed from the end of the bed with the small lamp on the desk, got into the bed, and then said, "Let me see your injury."

"It's wrapped in gauze, what do you think?"

Chen Yanqing arched his quilt, lay down on his lower abdomen, stretched out his hand to hold his trouser waist, "lift a little."

Fu Cheng felt that something was wrong, pinched his ear and remained still, "Do you want to see my injury or something else?"

"Others, can I watch it too?" Chen Yanqing in the quilt turned his head to look at him, looking very pitiful in the weak light, Fucheng was not only helpless, but also a little funny, thinking that this person probably had only one tendon in his mind.

Although he didn't reply, he lifted his waist and let him push down the pajama pants.

The injury was on the outer side of the left thigh, and the gauze was tied tightly. Chen Yanqing rested half of his face on his waist and hips, looked at him vaguely, and then couldn't help but touch it with his hand. Quickly retracted.

From pinching his ear to rubbing his mandible, Fu Cheng's Adam's apple squirmed slightly when Chen Yanqing couldn't see him through a layer of quilt.

"Fucheng..."

Chen Yanqing's voice came from under the quilt, it was lukewarm, like a nightmare.

"how?"

As soon as the words fell, Fucheng's breathing suddenly became heavy, because of the wet touch from his legs, it was hot and soft around the wound.

Then the kiss with strong nostalgia moved from the legs to the middle, and kissed him through the last layer of fabric...

Early the next morning, when Chen Yanqing woke up, Fu Cheng seemed to have been awake for a long time, his face was ugly, his lips were pursed, and he smiled stiffly when he met Chen Yanqing's eyes.

"You, what's the matter?" Chen Yanqing asked sleepily as he stood up.

"We might have to go to the hospital." Fu Cheng said.

Chen Yanqing woke up in an instant, lifted the quilt abruptly, and saw the gauze partially soaked in blood, "Hurry up, hurry up, get up!"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't panic, it might just be torn a little."

"I'm sorry, yesterday I..."

"You pressed my leg on me all night last night, so there was a little bleeding, it has nothing to do with anything else." Fu Cheng also sat up while speaking, and slapped his head with his hand, "Come here."

Chen Yanqing leaned over obediently, the tip of their noses touched, Fu Cheng gave him a good morning kiss with a smile on his face, at this moment the door was suddenly pushed open, the figure flickered, and it closed again with a bang.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely. Chen Yanqing swallowed and dared not move again. Then, Tang Ping's voice sounded outside the door——

"Old Yang, why do you look like you have seen a ghost, didn't you tell them to wake up?"

"Uh," Lao Yang followed in his thick voice, "Uh, what, they've already woken up and put on their clothes."

"Oh," Tang Ping finished answering, and raised the volume, "You two, dress tighter, the temperature has dropped again today, and there will be snow in the afternoon..."

Afterwards, Chen Yanqing was so relieved that he didn't listen to a single word.

After breakfast, Chen Yanqing took Fucheng to the hospital and treated the wound. Liang Yue's car was already waiting outside after leaving. Because Fucheng received a call from her before going out, Chen Yanqing didn't know what she said. All he knew was that he had to go back with her.

"School will start in two days, see you at school." After getting into the car, Fu Cheng told him through the window frame.

"it is good."

So the car started, the windows slowly went up, and Fu Cheng said to him, "Be good."

The day before school started, Chen Yanqing followed Tang Ping to send the old lady to the bus. The bus stopped at the bus stop in front of the school, and Tang Ping also brought big bags and small bags for the old lady.

"Mom, you have to take medicine every day, supplements and so on, once a week or two is enough, and you need to clean up when you go home, just do a little every day, don't try hard to finish it in a day, you know?"

The car stopped in front of her, and the old lady took the big and small bags up in one breath, "Don't worry about me, figure out your own point in advance, that's enough, go back, I'm leaving."

Tang Ping stopped talking, and turned around after the car drove away. Chen Yanqing put his hands in his pockets, looked at her and laughed mockingly.

"What are you laughing at, go back."

"Oh."

"I'm going to a meeting later, you go back and check your homework, don't let Teacher Ye block the door when school starts tomorrow."

"Understood, Teacher Tang!"

Tang Ping walked away, and Chen Yanqing headed home bored. When he got downstairs, Principal Fu was getting out of the car, followed by Fu Cheng who seemed to be in a much better condition.

"Happy New Year, principal."

"Hey, Yanqing, happy New Year." Fu Minghan stopped while holding the suitcase, "I'm a little fatter, it seems that Chinese New Year food is good."

Across Principal Fu, Chen Yanqing felt shy under Fu Cheng's gaze, "Grandma's daily cooking is too greasy."

"We have to eat well during the Chinese New Year," Fu Minghan said, then turned his head to look at Fucheng, "Fucheng will still live on the ninth floor this semester, please take care of me."

Chen Yanqing couldn't help but rejoice, at least he held back and didn't jump up, "Then, then you,"

"I may not come here often," Fu Minghan looked at his watch, and said, "You two go up first, I have to go to a meeting." After speaking, he gave the suitcase to Fucheng.

Chen Yanqing's excitement was beyond words, and he took Fucheng's box and told him to go upstairs slowly.

In fact, the house in Fucheng hasn’t changed much. Most of it was Liang Yue’s things when they moved in. There are only some furniture left in the living room and the master bedroom. The room in Fucheng is the same as before. It’s just a winter vacation. Chen Yanqing looked at it. fall.

"I hired someone to clean it two days ago." Fu Cheng said so when he was suspicious, and then grabbed his waist and pulled him in front of him, "Let me touch and see where the meat grows."

Chen Yanqing raised his arm when he touched his body, that kind of defenseless obedience made Fucheng's heart itch, as if just touching his body would not satisfy his greed, so he kissed him, kissing was not enough, so he put The person carried him to the bed.

Chen Yanqing was worried about breaking his wound again, so she put her palm on the wound on his left leg, and Fu Cheng took it away again.

Years later, Fucheng only called him twice, one to ask him what he was doing, and the other to ask him when school started. Chen Yanqing felt that the phone calls were insipid, as if there was still no 'relationship' with Fucheng.

When Fu Cheng was kissing him, he held his face, and he heard him ask, "What's our relationship?"

Fucheng remained silent, and went to kiss his palm.

Chen Yanqing asked, "We are related, right?"

Fu Cheng nodded, held his wrist with one hand, and reached his lower back with the other to help him sit up from the bed. The air conditioner filled the heating in the room, and Fu Cheng took off his coat.

Fu Cheng's hands are also very beautiful, Chen Yanqing leaned back in his arms, thinking ecstatically, if such a hand wears a ring, outsiders should envy the person who wears the ring with him.

Chen Yanqing also thought, he looks good when he draws with a brush, he looks good when he holds a bow, and now he looks even better when he is wrapped around his 'body'.

When people are most excited, their brains are blank, Chen Yanqing trembled slightly, and fell on Fucheng's shoulders, panting for scorching breath, Fucheng sucked his lips...

The next day, school starts.

Yuan Ye seemed to ask Fucheng for something. After Chen Yanqing finished cleaning the classroom, he saw him wandering around the door of Science Class [-] next door, so he walked over lightly, and stretched out his hand to poke his waist.

Yuan Ye shuddered and turned around, "You scared me to death!"

"What are you doing?"

"Wait for Fucheng, why didn't he come?"

"There is self-study tonight, and he will definitely not come during the day."

"Then take me to him, I have something to tell him."

Chen Yanqing asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

"My mother said that she wanted to treat Principal Fu to a meal, so she asked me to ask when I have time."

Yuan Ye's voice became weaker and weaker in the second half of the sentence. Because Chen Yanqing's attention was drawn away, Yuan Ye watched him go downstairs with Lu Meichen who had just left the classroom.

Chen Yanqing caught up with him within two steps. After a winter vacation, Lu Meichen's face had an extra layer of collagen, and a trace of disobedient desolation, "What's the matter?"

"Did you break up?"

Lu Meichen frowned, "Chen Yanqing, you are not a fool, are you?"

"Is it divided?"

"What's the point, what does it have to do with you?!"

Chen Yanqing was full of things to say, but when he got to his mouth, he could only say, "Before it's too early, don't delay yourself."