flammable relationship

"No. Don't worry." Wei Ran stood up with one hand on the ground, brushed off the snow from his palms and neck, and his back was slightly bent when he walked, not as straight as usual.

Fu Yiheng's gaze was like a knife, how could he let him get away with it, and pulled his arm to pull up the hem of the black jacket on his body.Wei Ran dodged and said it was cold, but Fu Yiheng insisted on scolding him that he is not afraid of death but also afraid of cold?Wei Ran shrank his neck and was silent, let him peel off layers of clothes like a salted fish, and touched the horrible bruise on his waist.

"When I flew out, I hit the handle of the motorcycle." Wei Ran's vision was blocked by the back of Fu Yiheng's head, so he couldn't see how the injury was. He guessed it shouldn't be serious, and he was relieved, "It really doesn't hurt, it definitely doesn't hurt Let me twist the bones and show you."

As she said that, she really started to twist her waist, not to mention how coquettish she was.Twisting and twisting, his movements subtly froze for two seconds. He was already able to bear the pain. If this large bruise was replaced by someone else, he didn't know how to call out.

Fu Yiheng sneered, didn't say anything more taunting, arranged his clothes for him, and called Zhou Ao.

After resting on the spot for half an hour, the crawler snowmobile drove over. Fu Yiheng helped people into the car, and there was an accompanying medical team in the car, who hurriedly checked Wei Ran briefly, saying that it was a suspected acute lumbar sprain. The diagnosis had to be supplemented by plain x-ray films, and he was told to stay in bed if he felt pain, and try to avoid exertion and frequent walking.

Wei Ran couldn't get any arrogance at the moment, he didn't dare to look at Fu Yiheng who was wearing a death smile beside him, and stared at the shoes with his head down, completely cowardly.But small movements kept coming, grabbing Fu Yiheng's clothes for a while, pinching Fu Yiheng's fingers for a while, and touching Fu Yiheng's knee for a while, as if he had never touched Fu Yiheng's knees in eight hundred lifetimes, and he was having a great time.

No matter how annoyed Fu Yiheng was, seeing this man's obedient appearance, even if he knew it was faking, he still couldn't get angry, so he just said one word throughout the whole process: Yes!It's time to finish, Wei Ran played with Wei Ran, he slept in his, and after a while, fell asleep, and rolled into Wei Ran's arms.

Zhou Ao’s wedding was contracted by a well-known local hot spring resort. The guests arrived one day in advance. Those who want to rest at the moment can rest in the room. Those who are not defeated by the seven-hour jet lag can participate in the bonfire party at night and watch the large ice sculptures exhibition.

Fu Yiheng came up with a wheelchair from nowhere, and ordered the able-bodied Mr. Wei to sit in it, and his toes were not allowed to touch the ground unless there were special circumstances.After a few rounds of verbal fighting, Wei Ran was defeated, so he had no other choice but to enjoy the honorable treatment of the disabled with his cheeks.

It wasn't until this second that he really regretted the past, and sighed, the motorcycle hurt me.

The ice sculpture exhibition serves weddings, with the theme of "gift", warm and romantic.The cold and clear ice cubes in the exhibition were given warm and sweet shapes by the artist. Flowers, dolls, feathers, assisted by soft lighting, melted the hearts of many people.

Fu Yiheng stood still in front of a teddy bear wearing a red scarf, and suddenly remembered: "I still have a gift that I couldn't give away."

Wei Ran raised his head and met Xiong Yan's eyes. He was a little sleepy, with a loose tone, and asked, "Is it for me?"

"Yes, it's for you." Fu Yiheng pressed his hands on the junction of his neck and shoulders, slowly kneading, "A pair of shoes was a birthday present that I planned to give back then."

The body of the subordinate froze abruptly.

Wei Ran slowed down and asked, "Since you bought it, why didn't you give it away?"

"Because you ignored me." Fu Yiheng slowly pushed the person away, shuttled leisurely between lights and sculptures, "You have changed since you came back from Pingyang. Alienated? At that time, I thought, I just secretly kissed me through the reed leaves, and I took advantage of it, so I turned my face and refused to recognize anyone. It really is a little heartless."

Even if it's after the fall, the tone is still full of pampering.

Teacher Fu was too gentle, Wei Ran felt ashamed, raised his hand to cover the hand holding the handle of the wheelchair, pulled it to his lips and kissed, coaxing: "You are right, I am indeed a heartless person. "

Fu Yiheng: "..."

"You have a clear understanding of yourself."

Wei Ran smiled, no longer poor, and became serious: "I kissed you by the reservoir, I was impulsive, and I panicked after kissing you."

Fu Yiheng pursed his lips: "Well, I panicked if you kissed me."

"Ha, so you pretended to be asleep." Wei Ran played with his hand, "At that time, I thought I would be responsible to you if I provoked you, but I had no ambitions, but I didn't have the ability. My family is poor, my background is poor, and my future is poor Uncertain. I feel that I am not good enough for you for the time being, and acting rashly will only drag you down, so I can only control the situation first, take it easy, and warn myself not to be impulsive, not to get closer, and when I am strong enough, I can speak uprightly return."

"Isn't there a popular saying at the time? What like is indulgence, love is restraint, I think I have to restrain, so I restrained it like that. The funny thing is, I couldn't restrain it in the end. It can be seen that those buzzwords are bullshit, It just doesn't work on me."

Fu Yiheng listened, and didn't speak for a long time. At that time, he never deeply interpreted some of Wei Ran's behaviors. When encountering incomprehensible situations, he always summarized them as impulsive and willful children. Thinking about it now, he didn't like Wei Ran very much. fair.

He obviously loves so carefully, almost humble.

"I can understand that you are deliberately alienating, but you are actually protecting me in your own way?" Fu Yiheng's voice became more and more warm, like the warm sun in March falling on the top of his head.

Wei Ran nodded slightly uncomfortably: "I thought about a lot of terrible things at the time. For example, in case I didn't control myself, was too explicit, and someone with a heart found out that I admired you, I used this to make a big fuss and spread rumors. Come out, what should you do if you are reprimanded by the school? Three people become tigers, one mouth makes gold, I don’t care. After the college entrance examination, you just pat your ass and leave, but you are the one who has to stay and bear everything. I know how powerful rumors are. How could I have the heart to push you into such a pit of fire?"

"Oh." Fu Yiheng curled the corner of his mouth, "I thought you were not afraid of anything, you dared to say anything, and you dared to do anything."

"I'm afraid of a lot of things, because I'm weak and incompetent, so I'm afraid." Wei Ran scratched Fu Yiheng's palm intermittently.

Fu Yiheng: "Aren't you afraid now?"

"I'm not afraid now." Wei Ran raised his chin, his brows and eyes were full of self-confidence and wanton light, "If you are expelled from school, I will support you, and if you are hurt by rumors, I will hurt you even more. Teacher Fu, I have I have the ability to protect you, which makes me very happy."

Fu Yiheng was noncommittal, shaking his head: "So you never considered that I don't need you to protect this matter at all?"

Student Wei's perfect expression was like a balloon that had been poked with a hole, and instantly collapsed: "?"

"Has the teacher always been so fragile in your eyes? Need to be protected by students ten years younger than yourself?"

"no……"

"Then you are a bit machismo? Like to take care of everything?"

"I do not have……"

"It's fine if you don't have one." Fu Yiheng took a step forward, squatted down beside his lap, put his hands on his lap like a beautiful and elegant cat, "We are equal."

He said: "In a healthy and positive intimate relationship, both parties support each other. No one should protect anyone as a matter of course. You are strong, and I am not weak. I have the ability to solve problems large and small in my own field. Back then If I choose to be with you, I will definitely think about risking everything, and I will not pay attention to anything but you. But just like your strong desire to protect, I lack the courage to look forward and backward, which is the reason we have spent so many years. Thinking too much and doing too little."

"At the end of the day, it's still a matter of trust. If you believe in my ability, if I believe in your sincerity, there will be a lot of trouble in the middle. I didn't mention it before, from now on we have to slowly cultivate this trust, So don't protect me too much, you just need to be yourself and love me, understand?"

Wei Ran didn't quite understand, but still nodded subconsciously.

Fu Yiheng was satisfied: "Now that you understand, then go back and resign. You don't like the job of a teacher, why waste time with me? Wouldn't it be good to concentrate on doing what you are really passionate about and good at?"

"Not good." Wei Ran wrinkled his nose, unhappy.

"Why not?"

"I can do anything." Wei Ran looked into his eyes with a serious expression, "But I want to guard you."

Spring water flowed in those dark eyes, reflecting the broken light, Fu Yiheng smiled.Wei Ran has always felt that this person's smile can dispel the chill that has been permeated in the bones for a long time.

"We can stay together for a lifetime." Fu Yiheng said softly, "The future will be long, don't wrong yourself. I will feel bad."

Wei Ran was stunned, only felt that there was a warm current all over his body, every inch of meridian and every organ was ironed to perfection, under the shock, he held Fu Yiheng's face, bent down and pressed his lips on it.

There were a lot of people coming and going around, but they were not surprised at all. After all, they were here to attend a gay couple's wedding. Since they could come, they could accept it from the bottom of their hearts.

Wei Ran finished pecking crookedly, let go of Fu Yiheng, and rubbed his fingertips on the bloody lips he had bitten, a little distractedly: "Go back to the room?"

The implication was too strong, it turned into a silk thread and wrapped around Fu Yiheng.

Fu Yiheng's ears turned red, and he coughed: "I'll take you back first. Zhou Ao just called out in the group to ask all the best men to gather in the hall, and tomorrow's wedding ceremony has to go through the process in advance."

"Okay." Wei Ran was a little disappointed, withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, "You go, I'll wait for you here."

"It's cold outside, let's go back to the room." Fu Yiheng pushed him forward again, "But there seems to be a bonfire party later, you can join in the fun."

"Hmm." Wei Ran responded casually without interest, waving his hand to drive away, "You go, I'm not really paralyzed."

"Okay. Don't let me see you getting out of the wheelchair when you come back." Before leaving, Fu Yiheng stared at him as a warning, and smiled inexplicably, "The man hurt his waist, if he can't take care of it well, tsk, he might have to change the model gone."

Wei Ran: "..."

Is his gentle and kind Teacher Fu talking about dirty jokes?

Sure enough, that fellow Zhou Ao should not have much contact with him!

Threats are useless, Wei Ran is quite optimistic about his waist injury, Fu Yiheng walked forward, and he jumped out of the wheelchair on the back foot, and wandered around.

After visiting the ice sculpture exhibition, at nine o'clock local time, the bonfire party started on time, and a large number of people walked to the entrance of the hot spring villa.

80.00% of the country's territory is in the Arctic Circle. In the real winter, there will be two months of eternal night, no sunshine, cold, dark, and even depression and loneliness.Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the locals to drink too much, admire fire, and like to live in groups.

Wei Ran followed the crowd, and met a half-acquainted person on the way.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Shen Wei, Hua Rao's friend." The man stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, with a tall and straight figure and an elegant face, "I know you, Mr. Fu's lover."

"Wei Ran." Wei Ran shook hands with him, his expression still arrogant, "I know you too."

The unlucky suitor of Mr. Fu during his empty window.

"What about him?"

"Something happened."

"Oh. Where are you going?"

"Just walk around."

Inexplicably, the silent two walked together, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was suffocating.

Wei Ran wondered why this man always followed him along the way.

Apparently Shen Wei also had doubts about this, and asked with a smile, "Well, you also went to see the bonfire, right?"

No, I've changed my mind now.

Wei Ran raised his foot and wanted to go back, but it was too late, and the triangular high platform made of wood was right in front of him.He was pushed to the front by groups of chattering ladies.

Drums sounded without warning, and the fuel-soaked wood was lit with torches.On the snowy ground, raging flames sprang up in an instant, and the red tongues of flames almost lit up half of the night sky, and the scorching breath rushed towards the face, causing the pores on the skin to shrink.

Following that, Wei Ran's pupils shrank.

A large column of tawny smoke spiraled upwards, and the air smelled of damp and burnt wood.Wei Ran took a step back.

He didn't expect that the fire would burn so vigorously and massively, that it would burn to the edge of his field of vision and could engulf everything.

The locals should drink and dance to the beat of the drums. The noise filled the ears, and at a certain point it changed its tone, turning into discussions, noises, and the screeching of fire engines.

The pain of torn muscle fascia in the upper waist suddenly became extremely obvious, Wei Ran's heartbeat accelerated, reaching an unbearable peak, so that it was difficult to breathe, and his chest heaved rapidly.He covered his ears and kept backing away, his messy footsteps kept getting caught by the dancing crowd, but his staring eyes seemed to be bewitched by a monster, locking onto the flames dancing in the wind like broken red silk cloth for a moment.

Something is wrong, you have to get out of here quickly.

Dizziness came over and over again. In order to maintain his balance, Wei Ran squatted down on the spot, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Fu Yiheng.

Over and over again, no answer.

No one answered, and no one answered.

Damn no answer.

The scene of deja vu is about to emerge, and the memory that has been sealed for a long time is unintentionally stimulated at this moment, just like a ferocious beast finally breaks free from its cage one day, intensifies, and immediately begins a fierce revenge attack.

The fire, the phone that didn't work anyway, the confusion, the noise.

A disgusting burnt aroma lingered from the tip of his nose, a charcoal-like corpse appeared in front of his eyes, and terrifyingly deformed facial features, hallucinations came as promised, and he returned to the ward that he dreamed of every day for a certain period of time, holding a The charred corpse wept bitterly, hesitated in fear, and was extremely helpless.

"Ho..." There was a strange sound in his throat, and something poured out of his stomach uncontrollably.He might be vomiting, Wei Ran speculates in a daze, why is he vomiting?Did he eat something unclean?Not acclimatized?

The bonfire was crackling and burning, and within a small area, people stopped their cheerful dance steps and spread out in all directions, leaving a circular area.

In the center of the circle, a well-dressed young man knelt on the ground, curled himself into a ball, and shook himself like chaff.His eyes were absent-minded, he stared up at the bonfire, he kept digging his throat and vomiting, the vomit was mixed with ice, snow and mud, all over his body, until he couldn't vomit anymore, his face was like gold paper, and he clenched tightly Fist, struggling on the ground to get up, tried many times, someone wanted to come up to help him, but was violently pushed away.

No one dared to step forward, some people started to make emergency calls, and the security personnel of the villa squeezed in from the periphery of the crowd, trying to intervene.

The young man finally stood up, tilting his ears, as if listening to a call.

"Get out. Get out. Get out of here." He was extremely harsh, his voice hoarse, like a wild dog out of control, he raised his fist and beat everyone who stood in his way, staggering step by step, he walked towards the burning bonfire.

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