How to raise the president

Fang Youyi raised his face buried in the washbasin filled with water, took a long breath, looked at himself in the mirror, and confirmed that his condition had eased, then opened the door of the shower room and walked out, and glanced at himself. The person on the bed rushed out without saying anything.

An Ziyu who heard the footsteps slowly raised his head, looked out the door, hugged his knees tightly, and lowered his head in frustration.

His mind was in a mess, he raised his hand to touch the neck that had just been sucked, thinking of Fang Youyi's eyes stained with lust in his mind, he was really scared.

He thought, since they are all men anyway, the touch of their lips is just a matter of being bitten by a dog at most.

But now, he is the one who agrees, and he is the one who refuses. How come it looks like he has been bullied miserably in the end.

He himself hates this look.But he hasn't opened up to the point where he just goes to bed and does it.

Although it is said that he gave people to that when he was crazy, but that was when he was crazy. Moreover, in his cognition, these things should be done with his lover.

Then why did he promise to give her a kiss just now?

But when he thinks that they are all the same, they will abandon him like adoptive parents, hate him like Ying Chen, reject him like classmates, and finally live alone, he is even more afraid.

He buried the lower half of his face between his knees and left his clothes unbuttoned.

Fang Youyi returned to the bedroom with a small pack of cotton swabs in his hand. Seeing that An Ziyu was still curled up on the bed, he walked over lightly and sat down in front of him.

Feeling the sinking of the bed, An Ziyu slowly raised his head, the light in his eyes flashed.

That big warm hand waved past his eyes, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Fang Youyi approached his face and asked.

An Ziyu didn't say anything, just glanced at Fang Youyi, then lowered his head, looking at the cotton swab in his hand, the fingers of his left hand shrank unconsciously.

Fang Youyi pulled An Ziyu's left hand, and untied the bandage on it. The slightly hideous wound under the bandage made him frown.

Looking at the opening, Fang Youyi sighed, reached for the ointment on the desk, took a lump with a cotton swab, and gently applied it to An Ziyu.

An Ziyu's hand retracted unconsciously, Fang Youyi tightened his grip on his hand, raised his eyes to glance at him, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

An Ziyu shook his head.

"Scream out if it hurts."

An Ziyu shook his head stubbornly, Fang Youyi looked away and stopped talking, lowered his head and continued to apply medicine for him.

Looking at Fang Youyi's serious expression, it can't be described as good-looking. The facial features look just right, and the edges and corners of the outline are not too sharp, especially those eyes, which are as deep as the night sky.

An Ziyu stared blankly, he had grown up so much that he hadn't seen anyone seriously, he was still a man.

It wasn't until Fang Youyi raised his hand to stroke all the hair on his forehead that he came back to his senses and almost fell backwards.

A cotton swab stained with cold ointment poked his forehead, An Ziyu frowned uncomfortably.

"Why don't you feel pain when you hit it?" Fang Youyi put down his hand, stared at the corner of his mouth, turned cold for a moment, and asked, "Who hit him?"

"It hit me." An Ziyu said in a low voice.

The two were silent for a moment, and the surrounding air also became quiet.

Under Fang Youyi's gaze, An Ziyu turned around, got off the bed and prepared to flee.

This kind of child's running away behavior made President Fang look down on him. President Fang reached out and grabbed the person by the waist, and pressed him on his thigh. The height of the two was almost the same.

An Ziyu let out a little breath, and tried to struggle a couple of times with his hands on his waist, but it didn't help at all. He was about to turn his head to protest, but he heard some sentimental words in his ears.

"We met a long, long time ago. You may have forgotten it. After all, you were young at that time, but I remember it very clearly. But later... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you."

An Ziyu was startled, and stopped clasping his hands around his waist, staring at the floor dumbly.

"I hope you trust me, I hope you can tell me everything." Fang Youyi whispered in his ear, "Past, present, future, no matter what."

An Ziyu's eyes were covered with mist at some point, and the wall in his heart seemed to be collapsing bit by bit.He didn't know why sitting on Fang Youyi's lap like this made him feel very familiar, as if he often sat like this a long time ago.

"I will not abandon you, let alone let you die." Fang Youyi said in an extremely serious and serious tone, "If you leave me, I will search all over the world and I will find you. I will also accompany you to the gate of hell."

Every word is like a huge stone, hitting the thick wall in my heart one after another.

His heart was beating fast, and he was full of doubts. He wondered why Fang Youyi cared so much about him as an orphan and would tolerate him in every possible way. Before he could finish his doubts, Fang Youyi told him the answer.

"I like you." Fang Youyi rested his chin on his shoulder, "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, not the kind of simple liking, but the kind of liking that wants to be with you and protect you. It's love. I love you." Love your love."

An Ziyu only felt a thud in his head, and his body and mind trembled violently. He only felt a pain in his chest, so painful that he was about to suffocate.

At this moment, he remembered his past.

He is an orphan who grew up in the Angel Orphanage. He is as humble as grass, and he dare not covet such things as love, but he will give his love unreservedly, because he believes that if he treats others sincerely, others will treat him sincerely .

I still remember when he was adopted, he was surprised and scared at the time. He was afraid of being hated by the family that adopted him, so he was very careful in everything he did.

But when he came to this warm house and felt the love of his adoptive parents, he began to let go of all his defenses and live with his adoptive parents.

How at a loss he was when he felt the love at that time, like a child who has been watching others eat candy suddenly has a candy.

But the sugar will still be eaten.

They all said that he killed his adoptive parents, Ying Chen hated him to death, and the students of his adoptive parents also hated him to death, and the people around him couldn't tolerate him, and Du Dufa would tell him "it's not your fault" , Said "It's okay, I'll be with you from now on"...

When a person whom he has known for less than two days says he likes him and is still a man, that feeling really makes him feel ridiculous, heartbroken, and unreal.

Although he said that they have known each other for a long time, even though he also said that they have liked him for a long time, but he knows how excellent this man is, and he is not worthy of having such a humble man.

He has been hated and hated for a long time. He is said to like such a bad person, which really makes him feel ridiculous.

He was also struggling, he killed his adoptive parents, their bones were still alive, but he was enjoying the love of others.

His heart was very tormented and anxious, and he wished he could run away immediately and return to his original cold world.

Fang Youyi didn't intend to let him go, but turned his body around, wiped his tears for him, and said with a smile, "Why are you crying again?"

An Ziyu's tears could not be stopped, and his voice continued intermittently: "No, I, yes..."

"Don't refuse," Fang Youyi gently pressed his forehead against his temple, and said, "Give me a chance, okay?"

"I, I'm a man!"

Fang Youyi smiled, and said solemnly again: "I like you, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman."

Seeing that Fang Youyi was so determined, An Ziyu was anxious in his heart, and he didn't know what to say to make him retreat. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any good reason to persuade him to quit, so he said: "Now, we have only known each other for less than two days!"

"So that's what you're worried about?" Fang Youyi smiled, kissed those light brown eyes, and said, "I have a lifetime to know you."

"No, no!" An Ziyu was very anxious, holding his feverish head and said incoherently, "I didn't mean that! I, I'm not good, not at all! Many people hate me, hate me, you should too Hate me, hate me, not, not..."

Fang Youyi frowned and hugged him, holding him tight, and forced him to ask, "Not what?"

"It's not that you like me..." As soon as he finished speaking, An Ziyu's hands holding his head fell weakly, and his tears couldn't be controlled anymore.

He has lived in the hatred of others for too long, and suddenly someone gives him a little warmth, which will make him so scared that he wants to run away.

But no matter how much he tried to escape now, he couldn't escape.

"Yes, I like you." Fang Youyi whispered in his ear, "You know that."

Feeling that all his emotions collapsed at this moment, An Ziyu lay on Fang Youyi's shoulder and cried on the shoulder of a familiar stranger.

In the past, he also wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed a tear after looking at the photos of his adoptive parents for a long time.

He just felt very painful, the kind of pain that made him feel suffocated, and he couldn't vent it in his heart. After a long time, only numbness remained, and he was so numb that he scratched himself with a knife many times without feeling pain.

But now, he felt that all the resistance was vulnerable in front of Fang Youyi, he was defeated, and he couldn't listen to what Fang Youyi said next.

He didn't want to go to Gu Yingchen to hate him anymore, he didn't want to take care of his adoptive parents' students to hate him and reject him, he just wanted to cry once, for a long time, to vent all the depression, unwillingness, pain and despair from the day his adoptive parents left until today Come out, and throw all other people's opinions on him to the sky.

He put his arms around Fang Youyi's neck, tears soaked half of his shoulders, Fang Youyi patted his back lightly, and said softly, "I will be with you, so trust me."

The deep and hoarse voice fell into his ears, and An Ziyu cried even harder.