flammable relationship

Wei Ran hung up the phone and was stunned for a full minute. When he realized what Fu Yiheng had just said, fireworks exploded in his blank mind, and he jumped up like an electric shock.

The single-person spring bed creaked and groaned in pain, like a bullet being shot out of a gun. He rushed to the bathroom, washed his face, squeezed foam and shaved. Hair, I feel like a human being, and I ran out to pick out clothes again.

I really don't have any clothes to choose, just two old jackets, one for changing and one for washing.There is such a coat, Wei Xi bought it for him when winter just started, it is dark gray, with a suit collar, and it is as long as the calf.

Wei Ranzui said he likes it, but usually he doesn't like to wear it, because it doesn't keep warm, and it doesn't suit his temperament. It's like a labor reform prisoner stealing a prison guard uniform. It looks awkward.

Fu Yiheng came out of the house, turned two corners and arrived at Wei Ran's yard. It was only a 10-minute walk, and even faster by car.He stopped the car, got out of the car and leaned against the door, called someone to come out, and within 2 minutes of hanging up the phone, a long black shadow rushed out of the yard, and a sudden brake ignored the inertia. It stopped in front of Fu Yiheng.

Fu Yiheng almost didn't recognize the person in front of him, he took a photo with his mobile phone with a bright screen, and asked uncertainly, "Wei Ran?"

Wei Ran felt uncomfortable in his overcoat, and didn't know where to put his hands, so he simply put them in his trouser pockets, and nodded coolly: "Teacher Fu."

"Ah." Fu Yiheng also nodded, after a while, he finally realized something was wrong, pointed to Wei Ran's head, "You grew your hair back."

Wei Ran pawed at his hair, which was slightly wet with steam, and explained: "It's cold, and the scalp is frozen due to the lack of hair."

Fu Yiheng was amused by the reason why he didn't keep his feet this winter, and he walked around the front of the car while laughing, opened the co-pilot's door for him in a gentlemanly way, boasted that he didn't need money and said: "It's good, it used to be clean, but now it's handsome."

Wei Ran was a little embarrassed by the compliment.

"I praise you because I want you to praise me too." Fu Yiheng teased him, "This is basic social common sense, learn from it."

"Oh." Wei Ran came to his senses and replied dryly, "You are handsome too."

No way, sincerely helpless language is poor.

Fu Yiheng had a thick skin, and nodded seriously: "Yes, I know."

Wei Ran: "..."

Sitting in the car, Wei Ran took out the two movie tickets and put them under the light to look at them, urging: "Maybe hurry up, the movie is about to start."

"Okay." Fu Yiheng kicked the gas pedal, "Don't worry, I will definitely make it. On New Year's Eve, there are not many cars on the road. No one cares if you want to drive sideways or vertically."

Wei Ran thought about it, yes, on New Year's Eve, people basically stay at home to have a reunion dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala, who is free to go out for a walk?He glanced at Fu Yiheng and asked, "Then why did you come out? You don't have to spend the holidays with your family?"

"Didn't you get people out?" Fu Yiheng asked back, "It's so rare to ask someone out to watch a movie on New Year's Eve. I guess you have to be the first one."

"Then I didn't expect to really ask you out." Wei Ran raised his eyes and peeked at him. As soon as Fu Yiheng moved, he lowered his head and pretended to look at his mobile phone, and cleared his throat, "I just asked casually."

Fu Yiheng stopped at the empty intersection and waited for the red light, then turned his head: "What's the matter, do you still think I'm too enthusiastic? How about I turn around now?"

"It's already here, why go back?" Wei Ran immediately sat up straight, touched his nose and muttered softly, "It's not too troublesome."

"Go back and think about how to be more reserved in agreeing." Fu Yiheng saw his tense jaw line, and laughed back, "Don't be nervous, I'll just say it casually."

Wei Ran just looked out the window and didn't speak, he vaguely realized that he was being molested.

It wasn't until the movie theater checked the tickets that he opened his mouth again, speaking fast, wishing he could end his sentence in half a second: "I'm very happy that you can come out with me. Thank you."

It's not easy for the word "Thank you" to fall out of the bad boy's mouth. Fu Yiheng didn't realize it for a while, and when the auditorium was dark, he turned around and tasted Wei Ran's blunt tone and coy expression. Er, said softly: "You're welcome."

Fu Yiheng suddenly felt that it was not so unreasonable to go out to watch a midnight movie with a young man when he was old, at least the other party understood his intentions a little bit.

New Year's Eve is probably the day with the lowest movie box office in the whole year. There are only a dozen or so people in the theater, and they are all young couples who have nowhere to put their youthful and rebellious souls. When the lights are turned off, they are all whispering and chatting. Watch carefully. There really aren't that many movies.

Fu Yiheng was sitting in the middle of the giant screen hall, and there were only him and Wei Ran in the whole row. The vision was excellent, and the surround sound effect was moving. It stands to reason that he was blessed with a good environment to enjoy movies, but he felt like sitting on pins and needles, and his back was in a cold sweat. For no other reason—

Which heartless colleague gave Wei Xiaomei two tickets to a horror movie for the holidays?Also, what's wrong with the director, why did he choose such a literary title for a good horror film?Isn't this clearly used to deceive ignorant children?

I don't know if the child was deceived, but Mr. Fu was really deceived.

Teacher Fu has grown up to such a big age. Since he was scared out of his wits by a suspense film made in Hong Kong when he was ten years old. After three days and three nights without closing his eyes, he was terrified by hearing ghosts and two wars. devastated.

I can't even dream of it, it's the New Year's Eve...

"Mr. Fu?" Wei Ran poked Fu Yiheng who was dumbstruck and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, and asked in a low voice with worry, "Mr. Fu, do you not like this type of movie?"

Fu Yiheng felt that he couldn't show his timidity. At least he was ten years older than the other party. The age gap was there. He didn't have the face to say he was afraid, so he could only rub his temples and red eye sockets: "No, I just feel sleepy. Headache."

The headache was real, and it was impossible to be sleepy. As soon as the terrifying sound effect came out, he was jolted up, more energetic than anyone else.

"If you're sleepy, take a nap first."

Wei Ran leaned closer to his ear quietly, and the steam billowing in his breath brushed against Fu Yiheng's earlobe.

This action can be called intimacy and intimacy in normal times, it tastes carefully, and it also has a hint of probing, but Fu Yiheng is currently devoting all his attention to psychological construction, building a wall for his fragile old heart layer by layer , lest something in the movie will be released later and make him jump up in fright.

It's embarrassing not to mention the gaffe.

In the theater, covered by darkness, Wei Ran observed Fu Yiheng unscrupulously. He had never been by Fu Yiheng's side so closely and for a long time before.In fact, he could see that Fu Yiheng was scared early in the morning. Just 5 minutes after the opening, the other party started to change the crossed legs, then closed his eyes tightly and pretended to sleep, and then shrank uncontrollably under the chair.

When asked, he was still blunt and firmly refused to admit that he was afraid of watching horror movies.

It's just...cute as hell.

Wei Ran didn't see through his poor disguise either. In fact, watching Mr. Fu was much more interesting than watching a movie.

Because of the subject matter, the screens of the movie are basically in dark tones, occasionally there are one or two bright frames, when the light hits, Wei Ran sees Fu Yiheng's trembling eyelashes, like the thin wings of Xia Riming Zen, fluttering pitifully on the pale skin , the peaks between his eyebrows are raised, the lip line is as tight as a string, and the broken hair scattered on his forehead looks so fluffy and soft. You don't need to touch it with your own hands to know that it must be completely different from his own hard hair.

Wei Ran felt his palms were hot, and his Adam's apple rose and fell, as if he had burrowed into a small insect suffering from ADHD. The insect's body was covered with hairs, making his throat itchy unbearably.

Fu Yiheng opened his eyes at this moment.

Wei Ran had to admit that the moment the man in front of him opened his eyes was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in his life.

When the two windows of the soul were opened, all the light was lost in the depths of those pure black eyes, and all the scenery was eclipsed, including himself.

The four eyes met, both of them were in a daze, and the brief silence seemed ambiguous and meaningful.

Wei Ran lowered his head, taking all the subtle expressions on Fu Yiheng's face into his eyes, astonished, confused, and defensive, peeling off layer by layer, until the innermost layer was peeled off, he smelled a sudden surge of adrenaline.

Fu Yiheng frowned, leaned against the armrest on the other side to distance himself, opened his lips slightly to say something, when a girl's scream suddenly erupted from the corner, his eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously looked at the screen go.

Wei Ran shot swiftly, grabbed Teacher Fu's shoulders, forcibly turned the person around to face him, then curled up his 1.8-meter body, put his arms around Teacher Fu's arms, and plunged into his arms, covering his eyes and acting: "Oh shit, I was scared to death! That woman just now suddenly pressed her bloody face to the window glass, damn it, the white eyeballs are full of blood..."

After the picture was narrated by him in one sentence, Fu Yiheng's brain was enough to make up, how could he dare to glance at the big screen again, patted the giant shrunk into a big cat in his arms with trembling hands, and proposed to turn it around in his stomach a thousand and eight times Suggestion: "If you want to or not, let's go out, I won't be able to sleep after watching too many movies like this."

Without further ado, Wei Ran picked up his coat and dragged people out, muttering while walking, and continued to talk nonsense: "Oh, I actually wanted to leave a long time ago. If I knew in advance that this was a horror movie, I wouldn't come in even if I was killed." .”

Fu Yiheng seconded, nodding his head like garlic: "You, are you afraid too?"

"I'm afraid to die." Wei Ran turned his head and grinned at him, raised his index finger to the center of his lips and made a silent gesture, "This is a secret, Mr. Fu, don't tell others."

Fu Yiheng patted his chest and solemnly assured: "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

After thinking about it, there is actually no one who can say that he and Wei Ran have nothing to do with each other, and the only person they know in common is Liu Yingchao, and he only gossips with students when his mind is broken.

When the movie came out in the middle, Fu Yiheng went to the vending machine to buy two cans of hot coffee, and when he handed them to Wei Ran, Wei Ran was staring at a couple in the waiting area in a daze.

The young couple may still be in love, sticky like double-sided tape. The girl sat in the boy's arms and swiped her mobile phone. The boy's arms tightly wrapped around her waist. They also fed popcorn to each other, completely immersed in their own world, if it were put in a comic, the two would probably be dotted with pink bubbles and romantic peach blossoms around them.

"You men fall in love with men, do you also like that?" Wei Ran took the coffee and pointed at the dog-killing couple with his chin.

Fu Yiheng glanced at him, and replied lightly: "It varies from person to person."

"Men and men, it should be difficult for them to interact so intimately in public."

"That's true." Fu Yiheng said frankly, "Our society seems to have a high tolerance, but it is still very common to suppress homosexuality. You are fine with any orientation or hobbies in private. That's your business, but put it on the table. No, because it will block most people's eyes."

Wei Ran raised his eyelids: "So no one in the school knows that Teacher Fu likes men."

"They don't need to know this." Fu Yiheng lowered his eyes, "Including you, they also don't need to know, it's just that you bumped into me at the beginning, and I have no chance to exercise my right not to comment."

The two went out one after the other, and took the elevator down to the underground garage. The moment the elevator door opened, Wei Ran shook the half can of coffee left and asked, "Then who is qualified to know this secret?"

At this moment, a vehicle honked its horn and whizzed past.

Fu Yiheng didn't seem to hear, and stepped out of the elevator first.

Wei Ran didn't ask any more questions, and when he was about to get home, he asked Fu Yiheng to accompany him to another place, which was near the old city.

Fu Yiheng hesitated for a moment, agreed, and when he drove past, he found a small playground that was almost abandoned.

Park the car on the side of the road and walk over.The original grassland has long since been degraded into a muddy field. The temperature is low in winter, and the soil is frozen hard. The feeling of stepping on it is similar to stepping on a concrete floor. There are empty swings and almost falling apart slides on the field. Slides and a few dumbfounded parallel bars, a desolate and desolate scene.

Wei Ran hopped on the spot twice, rushed over, stepped up the slide in two steps, sat on it and waved to Fu Yiheng with his long legs dangling.

Fu Yiheng walked over slowly, looked left and right, patted and patted, looked up at him: "Will this old man not collapse?"

"No, it's much stronger than you imagined." Wei Ran's coat was thin, and it was okay in a warm movie theater, but when he went outside, he couldn't carry it anymore, and rubbed his hands together to keep warm, "When I was young, Wei Xi and I Come here often to play."

"Wei Xi?"

"My sister." Wei Ran put his hands in his pockets, "My dear. She is three minutes and ten seconds younger than me."

"Sounds like you're proud."

The iron plates creaked and creaked. When Fu Yiheng climbed up with his waist hooked, he was terrified every time he stepped on it. He was very worried that these peeled and rusted iron plates would not be able to bear the weight of his body. If he fell and broke his hand, Can't hold chalk at the beginning of school.

"Yes. It feels like I picked up an older brother for nothing." Wei Ran smiled sullenly, quite proudly. After laughing, he raised his chin and looked up at the sky, the corners of his brows and mouth were full of tenderness, "She is very beautiful, much more beautiful than me."

"Imagine."

Fu Yiheng finally managed to get up with his old arms and legs. He carefully sat down next to him, and put his legs down to swing, thinking that this slide is quite high. I don't know if it is built in strict accordance with the standard size of international children's amusement equipment.

"We all look like my mother." Wei Ran said, after a pause, "Maybe we also look like my father, but we can't compare without seeing a real person."

Fu Yiheng sniffed and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment. He could probably guess one or two from Liu Yingchao's few words and the faltering of the older sister at the bookstore counter. It seemed that it was about Wei Ran's mother.In order not to touch sad things, he can only be a gourd at the moment.

Wei Ran handed over a cigarette, Fu Yiheng picked it up at the bar last time, pretending to be a full set, this time he could only bite the bullet and take it, but when Wei Ran brought the lighter, he didn't light it, so he took it Playing carelessly in his hands.

"You don't actually smoke, do you?" Wei Ran was a kid, seeing through everything.

Fu Yiheng smiled awkwardly: "Try new things once in a while."

"Yeah." Wei Ran looked a little sluggish with a cigarette in his mouth, and he patted the coat on his body mockingly, "You are not used to the smell of cigarettes, just like I am not used to wearing a coat. I can tell. Awkward."

Fu Yiheng laughed twice, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case in Wei Ran's hand.

"But you are tall and long-legged, so it's good to wear a coat." He said, "Trying to accept new things is always awkward at first, and you will get used to it slowly. What we need to distinguish is which new things are good , which ones are bad."

This was a bit deliberate, as soon as Teacher Fu seized the opportunity, he took an ideological education class, fearing that Wei Ran would take a detour because of the novelty.

Wei Ran didn't speak for a long time, the finger holding the cigarette was yellowed by the smoke, the cigarette smoked to the buttocks, and the ash was upturned, he took a last puff, flicked the red and dim cigarette end into the night sky, and watched it parabola Disappeared in the potholed mud.

"Whether it's good or not, whether it's suitable or not, you have to try it before you have the right to speak."

"Sometimes you try something you know you can't do, and you will regret it."

"You might regret it even more if you don't try." Wei Ran stood up, "Mr. Fu, do you want to try the slide with a lot of age?"

The unstable iron frame immediately swayed with his movements. Teacher Fu hugged the handrail and shook his head, thinking how could I do such a naive thing.

However, as soon as the word "no" was pronounced, Wei Ran directly hugged him from behind with his knees, and the word "no" immediately turned into a low exclamation.

Teacher Fu was stern and stern, angrily scolded: "Wei Ran, what are you doing? Let me down!"

"Obey." Wei Ran put him down obediently, "Don't be nervous, it's not the first time I've hugged you like this, I won't fall you."

"???"

Fu Yiheng regained control of his body, looked down, and found that he was already sitting on the top of the slide, just about to move his buttocks to retreat, when he suddenly felt a terrible thrust from behind, his whole body was like an arrow off the string, and he swooped down. go.

The cold wind whizzed past his ears, and the process took only a few seconds. When he slid to the bottom, Mr. Fu sat on the muddy floor, and his head hurt even more. It was originally just a physical pain, but now he felt that he had suffered a mental attack.

He sat on the ground for a while, shaking his head and just about to get up, Wei Ran's loud warning floating in the air came from behind: "Mr. Fu, get up!"

Fu Yiheng wanted to open it, and it would be better to hide from this little lunatic, but the burr on the edge of the slide caught his trousers, he lowered his head to untie it, and was forced to squat in place for a while.

The result can be imagined——Wei Ran cheered and rushed down, the acceleration of gravity was almost irresistible at that second, Fu Yiheng only felt a shock in the back of his heart, and was thrown to the ground with a "plop".

With a "stab", Teacher Fu's trousers were also torn from the hem to the knee, and his calf was suddenly chilled.

Wei Ran's heart was also a little cold, he didn't expect that Fu Yiheng spent so long squatting there, and he couldn't escape, and then saw that pair of pants that looked expensive at first glance, but now it's a beggar's outfit, his heart is completely It's completely cool.

Moreover, the postures of the two of them are a bit awkward at this moment, Wei Ran is lying on Fu Yiheng's body perfectly, with one leg embedded between Fu Yiheng's legs, and the moment they hit each other, Wei Ran consciously protects Fu Yiheng's forehead with his hand to prevent him from knocking his head On the ground, so now one of his arms is wrapping around Fu Yiheng's head, looking like he wants to bring him into his arms.

The posture is inherently intriguing, Wei Ran panicked and wanted to get up, but inevitably he had to push his hips...

"Don't move!" Fu Yiheng was pressed down, and the opponent's knee was pressed between his legs, and he was humiliated.

Wei Ran didn't dare to move, and opened his mouth to apologize: "I'm sorry..."

He didn't move, Master Fu seized the opportunity to turn around and overturned him suddenly, as agile as a rabbit, he crawled up, shaking the down jacket that was stained with dirt, a crimson blush appeared on his fair face, and stared at Wei Wei. Burning, too angry to say a word.

Wei Ran sat on the ground, like a puppy that has done something wrong, his bright black eyes looked around and blinked wildly.

Fu Yiheng suddenly laughed sullenly, and stretched out his hand towards him.

Wei Ran was on the verge of all kinds of fights, and sensitively sensed that Mr. Fu's mental state was not right, so he got up and ran away.

"Hahahahaha, Wei Ran, you're dead, yet you dare to throw me away!" Fu Yiheng smirked and rushed forward, chasing after him, "Come here, I'll let you taste what it's like to be thrown down the slide, come on! What are you running for! "

"I didn't lose it, it was your slippery feet! Really!" Wei Ran wanted to win, and he did not hesitate to tamper with the historical truth.

"Fart! You fucking come here, reciprocate, give me a hug."

"Yo!" Wei Ran yelled, not satisfied, and yelled again, "Mr. Fu, you also swear!"

"Isn't the teacher human? Brat pay me for my pants!"

"Okay, I don't have any cash in hand. I will add it to the account with the 5 yuan. I won't let it go."

The two kept circling around the horizontal bar, their speeds were about the same, and their physical strength was about the same.

"You..." Fu Yiheng tasted the rusty smell in his throat, took a deep breath in the air-conditioning of the cold night, pointed at Wei Ran with his finger and uttered three words heavily, "Children!"

"I'm naive? Who the hell is chasing me?" Wei Ran was so exhausted that he collapsed on the horizontal bar.

"Then I won't chase, so don't run."

"Okay, I won't run." Wei Ran smiled and closed his eyes.

After opening it two seconds later, Fu Yiheng was already swept towards him like the wind, and put his arms around his waist, making a gesture to hug him, in the same posture that the princess hugged.

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, motionless.

A sickle-like crescent moon poked out its face shyly from behind the chaotic clouds, the soft moonlight covered the small field, the sound of heavy panting wafted close by, the heat floated on the face, the smile was frozen on the lips, and the staggered There was a fierce undercurrent surging and colliding in his eyes.

The tip of Wei Ran's tongue brushed over the molars and front teeth one by one in the mouth, and finally stretched out his hand involuntarily, and the warm fingertips lightly touched the hand that Fu Yiheng pressed on his waist.

However, Fu Yiheng withdrew from the edge of the cliff one step earlier. The years had obviously endowed him with stronger self-control, so he turned his face away, withdrew his hands and took a step back.

"It seems that childishness is really contagious." He waved his hands embarrassingly, turned his head to pick up the white down jacket that he thought was cumbersome during the chase, and directly took off the white down jacket that was thrown on the ground.

The poor down jacket was not only torn a hole by my niece tonight, but also rolled in the mud, and now it is too dirty to wear.

Wei Ran twirled his fingers, exhaled silently, brushed his sweaty hair, and followed.

"It's getting late, I should go." Fu Yiheng no longer had any physical contact with him, and even avoided necessary eye contact, but his tone was still gentle, "This is very close to your home, you can walk back by yourself ?”

Wei Ran nodded.

Fu Yiheng got into the car, turned around at the front and drove back, rolled down the window and poked his head out.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Fu." Wei Ran smiled and wished.

"Happy New Year." Fu Yiheng picked up the down jacket from the co-pilot, took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "Here, lucky money."

Wei Ran scratched the center of his eyebrows with his little finger, but didn't answer: "I don't want this."

"You don't even want money?" Fu Yiheng was a little surprised, and teased, "Have you changed your sex?"

"The lucky money is given by the elders to the younger generation." Wei Ran looked straight at him, half-flicking, half-smiling, "But I don't want to be your junior at all."

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