Professor he started chasing stars

Fu Jinyan was suddenly at a loss.

He wanted to be worthy of everyone, but Fu Shengyu was the only one left out.

As the clock was ticking, someone knocked on the door.

"Professor Fu."

It was Wang Xinning's voice.

"Are you asleep? Professor Fu." Wang Xinning said through the door, "Fu Shengyu is drunk."

Fu Jinyan immediately put on his coat and opened the door.

"Why is he drinking?"

Wang Xinning shrugged and said, "Get nervous with Jia Zhao."

Fu Jinyan went out, walked through the aisle, and arrived in the courtyard. The two of them were drunk, Fu Shengyu was lying on the table, and Jia Zhao was hanging on the sofa.

This is the second time he has been drunk.

The last time was at his birthday party.

"At his age...does he drink a lot?"

"Ah? Not often, right?" Wang Xinning excused him, "I've only seen it two, three, four or five times..."

Fu Jinyan sighed, Fu Shengyu's self-control is so poor.

It is estimated that no one will be able to control it in the future.

"He started drinking heavily when he was still a student, and it was too late to regret when he hurt his body." Fu Jinyan realized that no one listened to his ramblings, "I took him in to rest, Jia Zhao..."

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Wang Xinning volunteered.

Fu Jinyan thought Wang Xinning was too petite.

"Wait, let me come, you can't help their boys."

Wang Xinning had already made a move, Fu Jinyan watched her put Jia Zhao's armpit with both hands, and dragged her all the way from the ground to the room.

Fu Jinyan always finds this scene very familiar. The last time he saw it was the murder scene on a legal program.

Only Fu Shengyu was left. Fu Jinyan put his arm on his shoulders and tried his best to help Fu Shengyu up. Fu Jinyan was much shorter than him, so it was very difficult to move.

After throwing Fu Shengyu on the bed, Fu Jinyan sat beside him and rested for a few minutes before helping him take off his shoes and straighten his body.

This season was hot and humid, and Fu Shengyu was sweating and sticky.

Fu Jinyan wiped his face, neck and arms with a towel dipped in water. Fu Jinyan glanced at Fu Shengyu's feet and hesitated.

Humans evolved the sense of smell to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Fu Shengyu's body is fragrant, but his feet are not necessarily so.

Moreover, in Fu Jinyan's view, any place covered by clothing is a private part.

But it's too dirty to sleep without washing your feet.

Fu Jinyan weighed it for a long time before tearing off Fu Shengyu's socks with two fingers, and put the dirty socks in a plastic bag.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time for Fu Jinyan to observe the 45-yard feet up close.

The toes are long, the ankle joints are well defined, and the Achilles tendon is slender.

Fortunately, there is no smell.

Fu Jinyan wiped him carelessly with a towel and tidied him up.

Then he stood by the bed not knowing what to do next, he had no experience caring for alcoholics.

Fu Jinyan was tired from standing, so he squatted on the ground with his arms resting on his chin, observing Fu Shengyu.

Viewed from the side, Fu Shengyu's tall nose can be seen at a glance. From a physiological point of view, Fu Shengyu's bones are well developed without defects, and he is a standard human male body template.

If it is a sketch class, Fu Shengyu is suitable to be a model.

Fu Jinyan's attention fell on Fu Shengyu's hands. Fu Shengyu was pampered, his hands didn't have any calluses, and his fingertips were pink and tender.

Fu Jinyan picked up his hand curiously, and pressed his palm to it, which was beyond a knuckle.

How could someone be so flawless from head to toe?

But when he thought that this person couldn't belong to him, Fu Jinyan's nose was sour.

Fu Jinyan couldn't embrace him openly, but could only secretly get close to him in a dark corner where no one knew when he was unconscious.

Fu Jinyan held Fu Shengyu's hand and pressed it against his face, feeling the caress of his palm prints.

Reason told Fu Jinyan that this kind of happiness was borrowed.

Fu Jinyan's tears flowed down from Fu Shengyu's fingers.

A muffled, restrained sob filled the room.

……

The first ray of dawn fell on Fu Jinyan who was sitting in the courtyard through the pores of the camphor tree leaves.

Fu Jinyan raised his head, feeling tired right now.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Fu Jinyan turned around and saw his grandma coming out, he stood up and said hello.

"Grandma, good morning."

Grandma came over mysteriously and stuffed something into Fu Jinyan's pocket.

"Happy New Year~"

"Ok?"

In Fu Jinyan's pocket was a red envelope with the four gold-plated characters of Gong Xi Fa Cai printed on it.

"Grandma, today is not the New Year."

"Why isn't it the New Year?" Grandma said stubbornly, "There were fireworks last night."

Fu Jinyan's lips moved, but he did not refute.

He saw that grandma's black hair was actually dyed, and the roots of the hair that grew out were all gray and white.When a person is getting old, no matter how vigorously he dresses up, the cloudiness in his eyes cannot be hidden.

Grandma sat down with him.

"Fu Shengyu only comes to see me once a year when the fireworks are set off."

She was talking to Fu Jinyan, as if she was talking to herself.

"I've seen him change a lot every time, especially in the past two years. He has grown so fast that I can't even tell him from that bastard Fu Yi." Grandma asked showing off, "Is my eldest grandson tall and tall?" handsome?"

Fu Jinyan had no choice but to answer: "Yes."

"How old is he?" Grandma asked in confusion.

"Eighteen."

Grandma nodded: "Oh, I grew up. In our time, we could start a family and start a career... No wonder I have a boyfriend."

Fu Jinyan was startled.

"what?"

"You are his boyfriend, he said it." Grandma lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "He is no longer a child, and this year I won't give him a red envelope, only you."

"I……"

Fu Jinyan suddenly felt that the red envelope was hot.

The red envelopes are heavy and hard, and also very thick, so there should be a lot of them.

"...Grandma, I can't have it."

Grandma solemnly entrusted: "You have to take it. Fu Shengyu hasn't learned to be bad yet, but he has a crooked father. You have to hide the red envelope well, and they will embarrass you in the future. You have the confidence, and they bully you." Not you."

It's not good for Fu Jinyan to refuse forcefully, he thought to himself, let Fu Shengyu return it on his behalf later.

"Brother Yan, I didn't see you this morning..."

Fu Shengyu came out of the room with sleepy eyes.

When grandma saw him, she was shocked immediately.

"Fu Yi! When did you hide it in my house! Are you eavesdropping on our chat?!"

Fu Shengyu was used to it and rubbed his eyes.

"Grandma, I, your eldest grandson, am not the hated Fu Yi."

"Oh, big grandson." Grandma said with a cheerful expression, "Would you like noodles, big grandson, I'll lay you down."

"Eat." Fu Shengyu added, "Give me Yan Ge a bowl too, grandma, you'll be lying too."

Grandma went into the kitchen to get busy, Fu Jinyan looked away.

"Fu Shengyu, your grandma..."

Fu Jinyan couldn't help asking, but felt impolite.

"She started to forget a few years ago, and the doctor said that she has mild dementia." Fu Shengyu said under a low voice, "Do I really look like my dad?"

"what?"

It's no wonder that Fu Jinyan just realized it.

"Then how does she manage the homestay? Do you rest assured that she is here?"

"She's alright now, doesn't she still have a few employees? My dad hired her specially." Fu Shengyu said with a smile, "She's also forgetful. She can't forget to count money. Brother Yan, what are you talking about?"

Fu Jinyan took out the red envelope and handed it to Fu Shengyu.

"Grandma thought it was Chinese New Year and gave me a red envelope. You can return it to her for me."

Fu Shengyu looked down, paused for a moment, and then stuffed it back into Fu Jinyan's pocket.

"She gave it to you, so you can keep it."

"No." Fu Jinyan didn't want to be favored any more, "She misunderstood, why did you tell her that I..."

Fu Shengyu asked, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Jinyan hurriedly said, "Tell me that I am your boyfriend."

"Eh?" Fu Shengyu looked confused, "I didn't say anything."

Fu Jinyan thought he was denying it.

"You haven't said, the day we came."

"I really don't." Fu Shengyu said sincerely, "I just said that you are my good friend, and my grandma must have misremembered."

Grandma brought two bowls of noodles and a plate of homemade chili sauce. Fu Shengyu took out an egg from the bottom of the bowl and naturally put it into Fu Jinyan's bowl.

Fu Jinyan was about to speak, but was stopped by Fu Shengyu's words.

"What's the matter? You don't agree to be my boyfriend, and you don't allow me to treat you well?"

Fu Jinyan couldn't see the expression of Fu Shengyu who was eating noodles, but his voice sounded hoarse.

Wang Xinning and Liu Nianjia got up one after another, and Jia Zhao was the last to come out. He rubbed the back of his head and kept rubbing.

"Why did I sleep on the ground all night?"

Wang Xinning snorted and said, "Not sleeping in the yard is already a blessing from your previous life."

After breakfast, Fu Shengyu bid farewell to his grandma and set off back to Haicheng.Although it was noisy last night, the young people did not have an overnight feud. Fu Shengyu sent them home one by one, and finally stopped at the fourth building of Wutong Yayuan.

Fu Shengyu took down his things.

"Brother Yan, let me take you home first."

"No need, you still have to salute and move." Fu Jinyan took the bag.

Fu Shengyu knew his intention of refusing.

"Then I won't go up. I'll go home later and pack up my things. I'm going to join the group tomorrow and go to Hengdian Film and Television City."

Fu Jinyan looked up at him.

"Is it far?"

Fu Shengyu smiled, very disappointed.

"It depends on how you calculate it. Sometimes the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is close, and sometimes it's far away from upstairs and downstairs."

Fu Jinyan didn't know what to say, as if saying anything was superfluous.

"Then be careful on the road and work smoothly."

"it is good."

Fu Jinyan turned around, and as soon as he stepped on the first step, Fu Shengyu called him from behind.

"Brother Yan."

"Any thing else?"

"Brother Yan." Standing there, Fu Shengyu said, "I didn't drink last night."

Fu Jinyan turned around in surprise.

"Aren't you drunk?"

"I foolishly took photos, I drank iced black tea." Fu Shengyu wanted to put on a bright smile like before, but it was obviously difficult, "I know you're crying."

Fu Jinyan was silent, he would rather Fu Shengyu not know.

"You hate me, Brother Yan."