Professor he started chasing stars

The bus flew a few sycamore leaves, leaving behind Fu Jinyan and two suitcases.

At this time, there were only two or three pedestrians in the alley. Haicheng had just finished raining and the sky was clear. The sycamore trees on both sides of the road had lost many leaves. Fu Jinyan walked through the shadows of the trees and arrived at the sycamore garden.

Wutong Yayuan is the staff community of Haicheng University of Finance and Economics.

The security captain opened the electronic door for him and greeted warmly: "Professor Fu, are you back?"

"came back."

Fu Jinyan walked in, smiled and nodded at him.

"Well, thank you."

"I haven't seen you for a year, are you still going out of town?"

"Not going for now."

The security captain thought of something and took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him.

"By the way, someone has been looking for you these days and said that you will call him when you come back."

Fu Jinyan looked at the note, it was an unfamiliar number.

It means that he has never called this person before, otherwise he will usually remember, and the number is really easy to remember.

"Okay, bye."

The security captain looked at Fu Jinyan who was waving and turning around. This young man's behavior was still refreshing, but he always felt a little changed.

He used to say hello with a reserved smile at most, but now he has learned how to say hello.

I'm a little more cheerful.

The clothes are also better than before.

Fu Jinyan lives on the second floor. Opening the door of the house, there is a simple two-bedroom and one living room. Because there is only one person living in it, the other bedroom is converted into a study, and some of his small hobbies are piled up.

The decoration is log style, and the furniture is picked by himself. Basically, it is simple in shape, with a bit of retro style. From the furnishings, you can tell that he is a nostalgic and stereotyped person.

Fu Jinyan first went to the terrace to look at his flowers. He changed the gift terrace on the second floor into a small garden. Unfortunately, it has not been taken care of for a year, and the delicate varieties have withered, but the plants he did not cultivate carefully grow particularly vigorously. , a pink gem vine has climbed along the flower stand to the third floor.

Fortunately, there were no residents on the third floor, otherwise he would have received complaints.

Fu Jinyan didn't take care of the luggage, but tidied up the small garden first, digging out what should be dug up, watering and fertilizing what should be watered and fertilized, and finally freed up a long flower bed, sprinkled with Gesang flowers brought from the plateau seed.

Fu Jinyan originally liked elegant and simple plants like orchids and chrysanthemums, but now he thinks that Gesang flowers in various colors, which are gorgeous and lively when in full bloom, are also good.

After taking care of the small garden, Fu Jinyan began to clean the dust in the room, and finally packed the luggage and hung the clothes in the original place.

The quilt cover was removed and put into the washing machine, but he left a pillow towel.

He didn't want the smell of the pillowcase to be replaced by the fragrance of washing powder.

In the end, there were dozens of khatas. Fu Jinyan could only tie them together with ropes. After making gestures around the house, he finally chose to hang them in the study.

Only then did Fu Jinyan realize that Hada had all signed his name.

"Tenzin Nima, Ding Zhenzhu, Tashi Tsering, Yangjin Zhuoma..."

He still remembers the Gao Yuanhong smiling face behind every name.

Fu Jinyan finally took out the piece of paper, hesitated for a while, and then decided to call.

"Hello."

"Speak?"

Opposite was a man's voice, which sounded quite old.

Fu Jinyan frowned slightly, he is already 28, such a nickname is rarely heard.

"excuse me, you are?"

"Yanyan, are you free tonight? Come to Mingzhu Square, and I'll treat you to dinner."

"..."

Fu Jinyan didn't like this kind of unknown invitation at all, it was more like a notification.

But Fu Jinyan felt that he should go.

When going to Pearl Plaza, Fu Jinyan in the back row of the bus began to fidget. He clutched his trousers nervously with his right hand and stared out the window in a daze.

A WeChat notification tone brought Fu Jinyan back.

[The only honest person on the whole network: Brother, our class has entered a comprehensive review, and the teacher no longer lectures, and the whole process is self-study, so I have a lot of time to memorize the summary materials you gave me. 】

Fu Jinyan replied with a "hmm".

[The only honest person on the whole network: Brother, what about you?Haven't reviewed it all the time? 】

Fu Jinyan wanted to answer, but when he was flustered, he couldn't handle two things at the same time, so he just put away his phone and replied to the message at night.

Fu Jinyan had just arrived at Pearl Square, and there was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes next to the sculpture of Pearl Girl. Fu Jinyan didn't even need to contact him to confirm, he knew it was this person on the phone.

The faces on the previous wedding photos with my mother have hardly changed.

It's just aging a little, the white hair, the sparkle in the eyes is no longer, replaced by the weather-beaten dust, and the deep double eyelids are visibly loosened by the naked eye.

The middle-aged man saw Fu Jinyan and waved at him.

"Speak."

The middle-aged man smiled at him with a kind tone.

Fu Jinyan looked at him and said nothing. He thought that he would lose control of his emotions when they met, but to his surprise, he was calm and just a little curious.

It may be connected by blood, and the nicknames that middle-aged people call his name are not abrupt at all.

"Yanyan, I'm Dad." The middle-aged man paused and said, "My name is Fu Jiaqi."

Fu Jinyan couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jiaqi asked.

Fu Jinyan shook his head, he just didn't expect that someone would come to him and introduce himself: Hello, I'm your father.

"Hello."

Fu Jinyan stretched out his right hand, polite and distant.

Fu Jiaqi shook hands with him, then walked forward with his arms around his shoulders.

"Yeah, hello to you, come, I'll treat you to KFC."

Fu Jinyan moved away a little, avoiding his intimate movements.

When Fu Jiaqi went to order food, there was a long line of people, basically parents brought their children to eat, laughing and talking about family happiness.

Maybe Fu Jiaqi's idea of ​​flattering to make up for the lack of fatherly love is to eat a meal of KFC?

And ignore the fact that he has grown up alone and is already 28 years old.

Fu Jiaqi came back with the food on the tray and pushed it in front of Fu Jinyan.

"Your mother told me before that you've always wanted to eat KFC."

It was about six or seven years old. Fu Jinyan was very envious of the whole family happily eating fried chicken and burgers in the glass window. Even the KFC grandfather looked so kind.

But Fu Jinyan was sensible from a very early age, and this is not something her mother can afford.

So Fu Jinyan had a subconscious since he was a child: eating in restaurants is very expensive.

Later, when passing by occasionally, Fu Jinyan walked with his head down.

What can't be seen directly, apart from the expensive price, is the lively and happy atmosphere inside.

Fu Jinyan raised his head and asked him, "Have you been in touch before?"

When Fu Jiaqi abandoned the family, Fu Jinyan was just able to walk, and he knew nothing about words like "divorce".

Fu Jiaqi was a little embarrassed: "A few years before the divorce, didn't your mother mention your father's name to you?"

"mentioned."

Not only did she mention it, her mother even kept their group photo and wedding album. Speaking of Fu Jiaqi, she didn't shy away from talking about their romantic love when they met on the plateau.

Mother is an optimistic and gentle person, she never taught Fu Jinyan to resent.

On the shelf to provoke...

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