Crown

Jiang Yueling and his party stayed in City B for four days. Before leaving early on the fifth day, Jiang Cuocuo kissed his aunt with red eyes, and put his fleshy little hands on the aunt's face, telling her: "Grandma, come here when you are free. I play at home."

The aunt promised him yes, and he walked up to Fu Wenyuan again, Fu Wenyuan squatted down, and Jiang Cuocuo said in a milky voice, "Uncle, come to my house to play when you have time." Just as Fu Wenyuan was about to say yes, Jiang Cuocuo said again, "And take Brother Yunxi."

In the past few days, Fu Wenyuan was chased by him and asked countless times where Yunxi went, and he answered countless times that he went to school.But after playing for a while, he felt bored. Thinking of Yunxi who was with him before, he walked to Fu Wenyuan with his short legs, asking for five yuan first, and then asking Yunxi again.

In fact, Yunxi hadn't played with him much.When Jiang Cuocuo was at home, Yunxi's mental state was at its worst. Almost the whole day's activities were to wait for Fu Wenyuan to go home and follow Fu Wenyuan back and forth.

In Jiang Cuocuo's head, Yunxi followed Fu Wenyuan. He couldn't ask others for Yunxi, he could only ask for it from Fu Wenyuan.

Fu Wenyuan said, "Okay."

Jiang Cuocuo asked, "When was that?"

Ning Shuda came over and carried him away.

Fu Wenyuan stayed at home for two days, and after sending people away, the yard suddenly became quiet, not only for his aunt, but also for himself.

He took a nap at noon. When he woke up, the mung bean soup made by his aunt had just cooled down, and some rock sugar was added. The two of them had a cup each, and sat at the small table in the backyard to drink slowly.

Auntie finished her drink and continued to work on the half-knitted sweater sleeves, ginger yellow.Fu Wenyuan took a look, and the aunt said: "Don't worry, it's not for you."

The aunt said: "Shuda said that he will go to see Xixi in two months. It will be cold by then. I will knit a few more and let him take them there."

Fu Wenyuan didn't speak, the auntie sighed and said, "Are you planning to never contact him?"

Fu Wenyuan turned his face away, curled up his index finger, and tapped the glass wall with his knuckles.

"Anyway, I can't ask anything." The aunt sighed again, "I don't know where you got him, and I don't know the phone number. If I ask, no one will tell me anything. Two days ago I I asked Shuda, and he only said that he started school in August. I don’t know if he will go to school? I want to ask him how many meals he eats every day, and whether his heart problem is serious or not. I used to be at home, and I was afraid of the dark at night. Always turn on the lights, bought a piggy lamp with pocket money, and reported back to me that it cost 38 yuan.”

Fu Wenyuan still had a few five yuan bills in his pocket that Jiang Cuocuo had prepared.Jiang Cuocuo didn't know where he learned it. He only said five yuan when he asked for pocket money. Jiang Yuechen was impatient. Only Fu Wenyuan wanted to give it once. Therefore, Jiang Cuocuo liked this uncle very much, and he was diligent in asking for it. Poor Ning Shuda found out the night before going home, confiscated everything, and made a rule that he was not allowed to ask for money from his elders.

Yunxi never asked Fu Wenyuan for pocket money, and Fu Wenyuan never saw him spend money because he liked something.Did he buy the lamp himself?Pick it up in the mall, ask the price, and take it home after payment.

"At first it was said that it was a hunger strike and refused to eat." Fu Wenyuan's tone was flat, and he couldn't hear any special emotions. "It will be fine after a few days of hunger."

The aunt didn't have time to speak, so he continued: "He's not in good health either. He stayed in the hospital twice. He got better a while ago, and then he went back to school. His grades can't keep up. He has to interview him all day long, tossing the person who took care of him." It's enough."

Fu Wenyuan added: "Rebellious. If I want to be in front of me, I have to deal with him."

He was not like Ning Shuda, who was perfunctory, saying that it was good, everything was good, good, but the aunt had nothing to say. She was just rambling and didn't want to know anything in detail.

The aunt was a little sore again, and looked down at her stitches: "Okay, I know a lot, I'm afraid I'll slip up when I make a phone call." If she accidentally said something, maybe she didn't know where the mistake was. I don't even know where Yunxi is, so I let the compound know.

On the day when the foreign transfer documents were to be officially issued, before Fu Wenyuan saw anything, his elder brother Fu Zeyuan called, chattering about, and finally talking about Yunxi.

"Grandma is worried about you. You will have something to do next year. It's inconvenient to bring a half-grown child, and you can't take care of it. Or ask him to come over in the future. There are many people here, so he won't be alone."

Fu Wenyuan tapped on his cell phone, and quickly said, "It's been decided to send him out, I haven't had time to tell you."

Fu Zeyuan laughed: "That's fine. I'll help you wherever he likes. You don't have to worry about the visa. You can live long-term if you want." He said very normally: "Then I'll ask someone to pick him up tomorrow."

The aunt complained and complained, and her eyes were sleepy after knitting for a while, so she still took a tape measure to measure Fu Wenyuan's shoulders and arms.

Time passed quickly, Fu Wenyuan sat for a while, answered two calls, and it was getting dark.There was no cooking at night, and the two of them ate mung bean soup again, and then went back to their rooms.

Fu Wenyuan came out of the shower and turned off the overhead light, leaving only a faint pink light in the room.

Still hot. City B's tail stretched so long in summer, the sultry air enveloped the body, and even the coarse sheets began to stick to the skin, making people feel restless.Fu Wenyuan leaned halfway on the head of the bed, his dark gray silk nightgown untied, and the hem of his nightgown swept back and forth on his thighs following the movements of his hands.

It's obviously very hard, but it's always close, and it can't come out.After working on it for a long time, he finally ejaculated. The semen wet the rough hair between his legs and his abdomen. Fu Wenyuan lifted his legs and got off the bed. His eyes fell on the pink night light in the corner, and he thought of the ginger sweater sleeve for no reason.