Professor he started chasing stars

"No……"

Fu Jinyan pushed Fu Shengyu away, and just about to deny it, Fu Yi withdrew.

"It's okay, you take it out, wash your hands and eat after you take out."

Fu Shengyu's eyes returned to Fu Jinyan.

"Look, let me just say that I was born into a family of straight men."

He stood up and held Fu Jinyan's face in his hands.

"Even if I forcefully kiss you now, he will only think that I am cleaning your teeth."

Fu Jinyan frowned and slapped his hand away.

"It's disgusting, you."

In the restaurant, Fu Yi had already set up the tableware. He fried three steaks, and the main dish was grilled...Fu Jinyan hasn't identified the ingredients yet.

Washing his hands and sitting at the dining table, Fu Shengyu was next to him, and Fu Yi sat at the main seat.

"Our house is so lively today."

Fu Shengyu rubbed his hands, eager to try.

"Brother Yi, do you think we have a family of three atmosphere now?"

Fu Yi looked over and found that things were not simple.

"I think you are short of motherly love..." Fu Yi turned to Fu Jinyan, "Professor Fu, are you used to eating Western food?"

Fu Jinyan has never been to a western restaurant.

He has eaten snow peas that go a little bit with Western food.

"You can try."

Fu Shengyu was used to picking up a knife and fork to cut the charred beef.

"What kind of Western food." He said disgustedly, "Who have you ever seen a western steak sprinkled with chili powder and cumin?"

"That's also steak." Fu Yi corrected him, "Chinese steak."

"Next time, you might as well cut it into small pieces first, and then it will be a plate of cumin beef." Fu Shengyu took a bite of a piece of beef and chewed, "It's quite good for dinner."

Fu Jinyan caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that Fu Shengyu was holding a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right, and he also picked it up to cut meat, but his nervous movements were a little clumsy.

And the beef fried by Fu Yi is really old.

Fu Shengyu noticed that he was having a hard time cutting.

"Is it hard?" Fu Shengyu said with a smile, "It's probably well done."

"Fortunately."

Fu Shengyu cared about him while eating.

"Yan... Uncle Fu, don't be afraid, eat it boldly, you won't die from poison, you are not used to it now because you eat less, and when you eat too much, you will find that the next meal is the antidote for the last one."

Fu Yi was so angry with his son that he went to the venue for help.

"Professor Fu, look at him, tell him quickly."

Fu Jinyan rushed the ducks to the shelves, so he could only stare at Fu Shengyu. Fu Shengyu's arrogance was suppressed at once, and he began to write poems on the spot.

"Actually... The cumin steak with chili noodles is also quite delicious. Look at the charred outside and tender inside. Isn't it just the rough and restrained father's love? Home is a harbor of happiness, my dear dad, thank you His cooking skills make me feel the warmth of love..."

Fu Yi sniffed his nose and wiped his tears.

Fu Jinyan hurriedly handed him a tissue.

Fu Shengyu was pleasantly surprised: "What's the matter, Brother Yi? Is my cultural level already enough to make people cry? How about the name of my next literary work being called "To Live"?"

Fu Yi took a few breaths and cursed: "Damn, I put too much chili noodles..."

The three ended up filling their bellies with baked potato dip.

Fu Jinyan took the initiative to clean up the tableware and wanted to help wash the dishes, but was urged by Fu Yi to go to the living room, and the dishwasher did the cleaning.

Fu Jinyan looked at his watch and said to Fu Shengyu, "I want to go home."

"Why so early?"

"The news broadcast is about to start."

Fu Shengyu stopped him: "You can't go home in time now, it's not like our house doesn't have a TV."

Fu Shengyu turned on the big thin color TV on the wall, tuned directly to CCTV, and then sat on the sofa.

Fu Jinyan watched for more than ten minutes, then turned to see Fu Shengyu staying beside him obediently, staring at the TV screen.

"Are you watching too?" Fu Jinyan asked.

Fu Shengyu couldn't take his eyes off: "It's quite interesting."

Fu Jinyan said solemnly: "What's so interesting? Earthquakes in other countries have killed and injured many lives. We should sympathize and mourn in silence."

"I said the male announcer's cheeks are very interesting, like oysters."

What he said was that the male anchor was a well-known news anchor.

Fu Jinyan, who was about to discuss international affairs, swallowed his words back.

"You are the oyster, you are the geoduck."

Fu Jinyan scolded him for the male host he likes.

"Geoduck?" Fu Shengyu blinked, "How am I like a geoduck?"

"It's all like that."

Fu Jinyan's cell phone rang, and the phone number of Fu Jiaqi was displayed on the screen.

"Who is it?" Fu Shengyu asked keenly.

"I'm going to answer the phone..."

Fu Jinyan got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window before answering the call.

"Yanyan, aren't you home?"

Fu Jiaqi also suppressed his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"I'm at...the boss's house."

"Then can you come back now?" Fu Jiaqi added, "I bought you two pieces of clothes, but I don't know if they fit. You can try them at home. If they don't fit, you can change them."

"I don't want it." Fu Jinyan refused, "Don't waste money on me."

"Yanyan, Dad cares about you."

"Ah."

Fu Jinyan had some emotional obstacles.

Being ignored all the year round, suddenly being cared for, his subconscious is discomfort and embarrassment.

"Yanyan, then I'll leave the clothes at your door."

Fu Jinyan didn't answer.

"That..." Fu Jiaqi hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Do you still have some savings? I lost money in business, can you help Dad..."

"I've run out of money."

"I know, I know that I shouldn't ask you for money, but we are always father and son, if you don't help me... I just said this when I was desperate."

Fu Jinyan: "I'm telling the truth. Last time I gave you all my savings."

Fu Jiaqi said anxiously: "Then do you have any friends? Can you borrow it from your school unit or your little uncle? I only want 50...you help me make it up, and I will return it to you when I turn around and make a comeback." ...Your boss must be very rich, right? 50 is just a piece of cake for a rich man..."

Fu Jinyan bit his lip.

"I will never owe anyone money again."

It was with great difficulty that he paid off all his debts.

Mother's medical expenses, living expenses for studying, money owed to my aunt, and donations from well-meaning people in society...he paid off all of them.

Fu Jinyan clearly remembered how he got here all these years.

The savings he had saved for two years were gone. With his salary alone, he didn't know how long it would take to buy a house in Haicheng.

Fu Jinyan never wants to live a life of debts and favors.

He just wanted a... home.

"Yanyan, listen to me. I need it urgently, you trust Dad. You are a doctoral student and a professor, and 50 is easy to earn... You tell the boss good things, and he will believe you ..."

"Fu Jiaqi." Fu Jinyan asked suddenly, "Is that why you took me to KFC and bought me clothes?"

"No, you only have me as a relative left now, and I am the only one who loves you... Yanyan, if you don't help me, I won't be able to live..."

Fu Jinyan's phone was far away from his ears, and he couldn't hear the last words clearly.

Compared to abandoning him, Fu Jiaqi came back to find him, and then squeezed out his last remaining value in the name of blood, which was even more heartbreaking.

Fu Jinyan stood in front of the French window, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Haicheng is so big, and the outside is brightly lit with thousands of lights.

None of them belonged to him.

"Brother Yan."

Fu Shengyu appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Yan!"

"Ok?"

Fu Jinyan turned around, avoiding his probing eyes.

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing here? The news broadcast is over."

"It's okay... I'm going home."

Fu Jinyan buried his head very low, changed his shoes and left.

Every time Fu Jiaqi appeared, it reminded him of his background, which made him feel that standing in this favorable environment, he was extraordinarily despicable and dazzling.

As soon as Fu Jinyan left, Fu Shengyu felt lost.

He returned to the sofa and sat there staring at the weather forecast on TV.

Fu Yi just came out after playing a game.

"Where's Professor Fu?"

"he's returned home."

Fu Shengyu was absent-minded.

"Are you making people angry?"

Fu Shengyu didn't turn his head back: "I won't make him angry, and you won't be angry with him even if I'm angry."

"You didn't send him off, really..."

Fu Shengyu sat for a while, and his phone rang with a WeChat notification.

He opened it excitedly, but it turned out to be a friend request, with the note: Mrs. Fu's younger sister.

Fu Shengyu added friends and glanced at the information.

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: Are you really Fu Shengyu? 】

Zheng Keke jumped up on the bed in her boudoir.

Although she was a black fan, Fu Shengyu was a star, so she was a little excited.

[The only honest person on the whole network: Hello, sister. 】

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: Don't call me sister, I won't be able to scold you online...]

[The only honest person on the whole network: Young lady, it will be Teacher's Day soon, I am going to make a gift to thank Mr. Fu, what does he like? 】

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: Teacher's Day is still three months away, you prepared this gift early enough...]

Zheng Keke analyzed it and became vigilant.

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: You don't mean to inquire about my brother's preferences, do you? 】

[The only honest person on the whole network: My sister is so smart, my sister, please, my sister. 】

Zheng Keke couldn't bear it a little bit, who wouldn't be confused by this mouthful of a sister...

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: You exchange one of your black material for my brother's little secret. 】

Black stuff?

Fu Shengyu really couldn't think of any shortcomings besides being too perfect.

[The only honest person on the whole network: I didn't wash my socks for three days. 】

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: Huh?Just three days?It's been rumored that you haven't washed for a week. 】

[The only honest person on the whole network: What else is rumored about me? 】

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: I haven't showered for a month, and my real height is 175cm. The rich second generation is a fake. In fact, your family runs a canteen. 】

[The only honest person on the whole network: So what is Teacher Fu's hobby? 】

Zheng Keke feels that talking about a small hobby is not a betrayal.

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: My brother has no hobbies, so I knew he was afraid of dogs. 】

[The only honest person in the whole network: Is there anything he does often? 】

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: "News Network", "True Love", Financial Channel, playing chess, reading books, drinking tea, growing flowers...]

Fu Shengyu frowned.

Oops.

These are beyond the scope of his knowledge.

WeChat received another message.

[Disney's fugitive protagonist: By the way, my brother likes to watch fireworks. 】