I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

Cen Xiao's trending search for women's clothing, and the turmoil in CP's Chaohua, suddenly revealed their long-lost high school classmates.

Wenxi and Xu Zhiyao didn't have Cen Xiao's contact information, and they couldn't get it.

In addition, Fu Zhun had also changed his number. After some deliberation, they decided to find someone to contact Fu Zhun.

The call was still from Zhou Yuancheng: "Hey, puller, do you still remember the girl named Wenxi in your class in high school?"

He is from an outside class, and he knows the situation in his class better than Fu Zhun himself: "It's just that pretty English representative of your class."

"I know." In the past two days, Cen Xiao went to other places to participate in activities, and Fu Zhun was the only one at home.

He tossed and turned on the bed bored, moaning like a boudoir.

Zhou Yuancheng on the other end of the phone felt a headache when he heard him sigh, couldn't help pinching the center of his brows, and complained, "Can you stop acting like a resentful woman? Did Cen Xiao go out to work again?"

"How do you know?" Fu Zhun sighed again: "He is not willing to take me."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

"If you want me, I'm not willing to take you." Zhou Yuancheng couldn't help laughing and said: "You have something to do."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up because of a very angry thing.

When the disconnection sound came, Zhou Yuancheng looked at the phone dumbfounded for a while, and could only call back in a good voice: "I'm sorry, brother dragging, I'm forced."

"I have something to talk about." Fu Zhun didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he wanted to hang up the phone.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just you Ban Wenxi..." Zhou Yuancheng hesitated for a while before saying, "On behalf of all CP fans, she wants to ask if you and Cen Xiao are together."

"..."

"She also asked when you two will get married."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Fu Zhun forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, cleared his throat, completely forgetting his identity as a "friend of guns", and said happily: "Hurry up, don't worry, they will be invited."

Obviously, the horoscope has not been written yet, but he said it as if he could get the certificate tomorrow.

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that the man was talking nonsense.

On the other end of the phone, he quietly rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "The people in your class are organizing a class reunion recently, and they said that if you two are really together, they will ask you to bring the big star there."

After a pause, he added another sentence fearing that the world would be in chaos: "It would be better if there is a wedding invitation, the money in their pockets is already ready to move."

This can be regarded as pleasing Fu Zhun.

He snorted triumphantly and asked, "When? Where?"

Although he has no interest in class reunions, he can't guarantee that Cen Xiao wants to go.

"The specifics haven't been decided yet." Zhou Yuancheng looked at the message sent on WeChat, and read: "They said they will make arrangements according to Cen Xiao's time, so I want to ask when Cen Xiao is free first."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun nodded: "Understood, I will ask and tell you later."

However, Zhou Yuancheng didn't want to be a microphone, so he bluntly gave him their class number: "You can add it yourself, I don't have time to send a message to you."

Originally, Fu Zhun thought it was just an ordinary group of high school classmates reminiscing about old times.

However, after he joined the group, he realized what a paradise for CP fans is.

Weibo super chat is nothing.

This group is simply a group of CP fans, or the kind that dances in front of the master.

[Xu Zhiyao: Our teacher Fu is here!welcome!Warm welcome! @Everyone]

【Ge Yiyuan: Damn, you scared me to death. I was still wondering where there was a teacher named Fu in our class before. 】

[Qian Zhaoyang: Brother!Before I asked you whether to join the group or not, you ignored me! 】

[He Yipeng: Get out of the way!Let me do the interview!Brother Yan, are you and Brother Xiao together? !I think you two were not right before! 】

[Fu Zhun: ...]

[Wenxi: Are you together?Look at the photo of this black wall clock that everyone picked up. [picture]】

[Fu Zhun: ...]

Facing so many difficult questions, Fu Zhun didn't know how to answer them for a while.

He was afraid that after admitting it, Cen Xiao would suddenly say something in front of everyone one day——

"No, everyone misunderstood, we are just friends."

Then he felt that he could pack up and flee the earth overnight.

Fu Zhun was silent for a long time facing the phone, unable to figure out how to answer these questions.

While he was still thinking, there was a sudden sound of the door opening downstairs.

Fu Zhun was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he immediately threw the phone and went downstairs.

As expected, Cen Xiao and a suitcase stood tall and short, changing shoes.

"Brother, you came back early?" Fu Zhun went up to bring his suitcase in, humming dissatisfied, "I didn't go to pick you up."

Hearing that he was a little tempered in surprise, Cen Xiao straightened his cuffs, and a smile finally overflowed his tired expression.

He tugged at the corners of his lips that had been tense all the time, and seldom joked: "Anyway, there is Sun Zuoqiao, why bother us Mr. Fu?"

Recently, Cen Xiao has a new movie to shoot, so he is so busy that he even finds time to drink water.

Originally, Meng Zhen wanted to take on two films for Cen Xiao at the same time, and after filming one of them, squeezed time to film the other one, but thanks to Sun Zuoqiao's hard work, he avoided this situation.

But now Meng Zhen still accepts two plays for him, but the time is staggered one after the other. It is estimated that it will take more than half a year to finish filming the two plays.

After accepting the film, he also accepted various advertising endorsements for him. This operation seemed to be afraid that Cen Xiao would go back to Huadu to meet someone when he was free.

This time, Cen Xiao finished part of the scene ahead of time, and found an excuse to come back for three days, and had to return to the set after the three days had passed.

Cen Xiao seemed to be really tired recently, now that he was home, he took a bath in the bathtub and almost fell asleep once when he usually never took a bath.

Seeing that Cen Xiao was still in the bathroom, Fu Zhun opened the door and went in to wake him up, frowned slightly and said, "Don't sleep here, in case something happens."

Hearing the sound, the sleepy Cen Xiao reluctantly opened his eyes, with a trace of fatigue still covering his brows and eyes, he replied lightly: "En."

Seeing how tired he was, Fu Zhun reached out and hugged him out.

This time Cen Xiao woke up: "I'm tired."

"I know." Fu Zhun almost laughed angrily when he heard him remind him in such a hurry: "Just now you slept in the bathtub with a face of indifference, but this time I carried you out and became vigilant?"

Realizing that he had misunderstood him, Cen Xiao was silent for a moment without saying a word.

Fu Zhun helped him put on his clothes, and while tidying up his clothes, he reminded him: "Don't sleep, I'll go find a hair dryer."

"En." Although Cen Xiao promised well, but when Fu Zhun turned his head, he fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

When Fu Zhun came back, he was angry and laughed at this scene.

After helping him tidy up, Fu Zhun stuffed him into the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

However, as soon as the light was turned off, Cen Xiao, who had slept for a while, woke up inexplicably.

When he opened his eyes, it was dark, just like when he was alone in the hotel some time ago.

After being dazed for a while, he realized that he had already gone home, and subconsciously rubbed against Fu Zhun's arms: "Ah, are you sleeping?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Zhun hadn't fallen asleep yet, and he didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, so he replied incredulously after a pause.

Hearing his usual blank tone, Cen Xiao chuckled, then suddenly raised his head and pecked his lips: "Is there nothing you want to do to me?"

While speaking, he took Fu Zhun's hand and put it on his waist, as if implying something.

The moment his palm touched, Fu Zhun realized what he was talking about.

Raising his eyebrows, he clicked his tongue softly and asked, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"Probably." Cen Xiao nodded, looking at him in the darkness with half-closed eyes: "Are you tired?"

I don't know why, Cen Xiao's tone is obviously flat, but Fu Zhun always feels that his words seem to imply that he can't do it.

Realizing something was wrong, Fu Zhun squinted his eyes, turned over and held him down, and reminded: "I didn't bother you because I saw you were tired. Don't make trouble."

"No need." Cen Xiao looked at him through the moonlight that came through the translucent curtain, and raised his eyebrows: "I'm fine."

As he spoke, he raised his leg slightly and rubbed it in Fu Zhun's direction, which was full of hints.

"What's wrong with you today?" Fu Zhun finally sensed something was wrong, and asked in a serious tone, "You're in a bad mood?"

Cen Xiao was taken aback by his question, as if he didn't expect him to notice, he was dumb for a moment before answering: "No."

He felt that he was not in a bad mood, but he always felt empty in his heart.

In his spare time these days, he was either thinking about Fu Zhun or Meng Zhen.

He didn't understand why his mother always obstructed his affairs in every possible way.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart is like something that other people have, but he doesn't have the same.

Not only was it not there, it was even broken in the bottom of his heart, and he cut himself when he wanted to clean it up.

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that this kind of thing seemed to come from his mother's love.

Cen Xiao rubbed his sore eyes, snorted softly, and asked very straightforwardly: "Are you going to do it or not?"

The tone seemed to be able to be followed by "If I don't do it, I will find someone else" in the next sentence.

However, Fu Zhun always felt that something was wrong with him today.

He who had the most trouble in the past refused to agree to Cen Xiao, but instead asked, "Tell me what happened first?"

"It's nothing." Cen Xiao got impatient with his question, and kicked him as if losing his temper: "Where do you come from talking so much nonsense?"

Now Fu Zhun was absolutely sure that Cen Xiao had something on his mind.

But he couldn't ask.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness also began to sweep over him.

Pursing his lips, he finally followed Cen Xiao's wishes and leaned down to kiss him cautiously.

When his lips touched the corners of his eyes, Fu Zhun felt as if a drop of warm tears fell down.

Fu Zhun froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Xiao closed his eyes, sighed, and asked after he calmed down, "Fu Zhun."

"How do you like me?"

Even my own mother doesn't like me.

When he asked such a question, Fu Zhun was stunned suddenly.

He pondered for a long time before he stumbled and said, "Probably, love at first sight?"

The memory of eight years is too long, and he himself can't remember clearly.

It's just that he took an extra look when passing by the alley, just like Cen Xiao took an extra look at him in the teaching building.

Maybe because he felt that what he said was too perfunctory, Fu Zhun added: "I think you beat Qian Zhaoyang very handsomely."

"At that time, I was thinking, wow, how can someone be more handsome than me in fighting."

When he said this, his expression was obviously very stiff, but he still had to add those messy onomatopoeia, and his tone seemed a little funny for no reason.

Even Cen Xiao, who was in a bad mood, couldn't help laughing.

Seeing him laughing suddenly, Fu Zhun was stunned for a while and immediately held on to this point: "Did you just laugh?"

"I didn't laugh." Cen Xiao coughed twice, suppressing the overflowing smile back.

"You just laughed." Seeing that he didn't admit it, Fu Zhun muttered unconvinced, and bit his lips as if angry: "You still refuse to admit it."

"Yes yes yes, I smiled." Cen Xiao responded repeatedly as if coaxing a child.

He tightened his arms around Fu Zhun, and rubbed his head on Fu Zhun's neck, saying in a sullen tone, "Ah."

"Why can even a stranger like you like me?"

"My mother doesn't like me?"

Hearing him mention Meng Zhen, Fu Zhun finally knew why Cen Xiao was unhappy tonight.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to comfort others, he was at a loss when he saw that Cen Xiao was depressed, he was silent for a long time before he forced out a sentence: "Auntie loves you too."

"It's just that her love for you and my love for you complement each other."

Hearing this, Cen Xiao chuckled, but couldn't tell his emotion, he just tilted his head slightly and pecked at the corner of Fu Zhun's lips: "It's really embarrassing our little Boss Fu."

"Let Mr. Fu rack his brains to comfort me, I'm really a sinner."

"No." Fu Zhun explained in a low voice, "I'm telling the truth."

"Yeah, to be honest." Cen Xiao nodded very seriously, but his tone was very perfunctory.

Fu Zhun could feel that Cen Xiao was still in a bad mood.

He thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you free recently? Do you want to go out and play?"

"Where are you going?" Cen Xiao, who usually doesn't like to go out after filming, asked a rare question.

Fu Zhun recalled what was discussed in the class just now, and asked, "Do you want to go to the class reunion?"

Originally, Cen Xiao only thought that Fu Zhun wanted to go on a trip, but he didn't expect it to be a class reunion.

After being stunned for a moment, Cen Xiao agreed without thinking too much: "Okay."

He and his high school classmates haven't seen each other since he transferred schools.

After a pause, he smiled and sighed: "I didn't even have time to say goodbye to them."

Seeing his promise, Fu Zhun quickly took the mobile phone next to the pillow, and asked while typing: "How many days do you rest this time? I'll tell them."

"Three days." Seeing that he had a classmate group, Cen Xiao was inexplicably greedy, and couldn't help but said, "I want to join the group too."

"Then I'll pull you in." Fu Zhun agreed without thinking.

In the middle of the night, as soon as he pulled Cen Xiao into the group, the group that had gradually become quiet suddenly became noisy again——

[Xu Zhiyao: Let me see who is here?It's our Brother Xiao! @Everyone]

[He Yipeng: So are you two together? @Fu Zhun@en Xiao]

【Ge Yiyuan: So are you two together? @Fu Zhun@en Xiao]

[Wenxi: So are you two together? @Fu Zhun@en Xiao]

[Feng Shi: So you two...]

Fu Zhun: "..."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Probably because they had never seen such an arrogant question, the two of them fell into endless silence at the same time.

I don't know how long it has passed, the group news is like a steady stream of water, people who come and go are still repeating this sentence repeatedly.

Those who had asked before asked back and asked again, as if taking turns to work.

Fu Zhun saw them making a fuss, but didn't know what to answer, so he looked at Cen Xiao cautiously and asked, "How should I answer?"

Cen Xiao: "?"

"How should I teach you?" Cen Xiao didn't know what was so embarrassing.

It's nothing more than a "yes", where is it difficult to answer?

It's a pity that he underestimated Fu Zhun's strange brain circuit.

"Just answer..." Fu Zhun didn't understand whether he was asking him to answer his boyfriend or Paoyou.

But he always kept in mind the fact that Cen Xiao made him pay attention to his identity, so it was rare that he didn't make an inch of it, and instead asked tentatively: "Are we friends?"

Cen Xiao: "???"

As soon as Fu Zhun said this, Cen Xiao's expression froze instantly.

Instead, he fell into contemplation full of question marks.

After a while, he pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and said with a half-smile——

"Since you like being a cannon friend so much."

"Then you just do it."

Fu Zhun: "..."