Bai Yueguang came to seek reunion again

The sun is gentle, and Kuwahara is sitting on a park bench wearing a fisherman hat, wearing a wide short-sleeved shirt and washed jeans, and holding a matcha ice cream in his hand.

His trousers had deliberately cut a few holes at the thighs and knees, and the wide trousers were rolled up a few times, exposing the slender ankles with a cold and pale complexion.The feet in black sneakers swayed slightly, casting shallow shadows on the floor tiles.

"Want to eat this?"

Kuang Yuan smiled at the little boy who was standing a few steps away, and hooked his fingers together: "Come here and sit down, I'll eat for you."

Zhang Wei's younger brother bit his finger, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "My sister said, you are a big bad person."

"Oh, really?" Kuwahara leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "I'm not a big bad guy, I'm a big bad guy. Are you scared? You really are a coward."

The younger brother blushed and said angrily: "What are you talking about!"

"Your sister said, you're a coward. Well, aren't you?"

"I! Only! No! Yes!" The younger brother shouted four words angrily, folded his arms, strode over to Kuwahara and sat down.Kuwahara handed him the ice cream: "That's it. What your sister said must be right? If you didn't come over just now, I'll give this ice cream to the puppy."

Hearing this, the younger brother hurriedly lowered his head and licked the ice cream in a hurry, very afraid that the things in his hand would be snatched by the puppy.

"What's your name?"

"Boy, that's what my mother calls me."

"What grade are you in?"

"First grade."

"Then you're quite sensible." Kuang Yuan rubbed his bristly head: "Do you know Brother Fu who lives in the same neighborhood as you?"

The younger brother tilted his head and looked at him: "I know you."

"Is he nice to you?"

The younger brother didn't speak, and after a while he said, "I don't know. I ate his candy and was scolded by my sister."

"So stingy." Kuang Yuan snorted, "I'm still generous, right? I treated you to ice cream when we first met. Come, I'll teach you. When I see Fu Zhihuai in the future, I'll call him a cheapskate."

"Then, my sister will be angry." The younger brother looked at him with a little fear: "My sister will scold me."

"Calling you? If she scolds you, you can call her the cheapskate's wife. I guarantee that she will not scold you again, but will also buy you sweets."

The younger brother nodded half-understanding, and asked again: "Then, brother, who are you?"

"I'm a glorious Young Pioneers, and I'm part-time Santa Claus today. I'm here to bring you gifts."

"Liar. Where's your red scarf?"

"..." Before Sang Yuan could make up a funny reason, he saw Zhang Wei angrily walking towards this side, and Fu Zhihuai was standing far behind.

"Sang Yuan, are you sick? Why are you dragging my brother!" Zhang Wei walked up to him, knocked the ice cream out of his brother's hand with a wave of her hand, and reprimanded her: "How many times have I told you not to eat what others give you? You just won't listen!"

The younger brother was stunned for a moment, and said aggrievedly, "This brother of the Young Pioneers is not a bad person..."

Zhang Wei couldn't understand how Kuang Yuan got involved with the Young Pioneers, and when she turned her head, the guy suffering from homosexuality was still grinning with his hat brim pressed down.She was going crazy with rage, and scolded through gritted teeth: "Kuan Yuan, you are sick, sick! Why did you come here to harass my brother!"

"Why, big sister, this park belongs to your family? Why can't I come." The angrier she got, the calmer Kuwahara became, and he collapsed on the bench very comfortably, almost reading a newspaper.

"You... If you get sick, stay away from my family, stay away from Fu Zhihuai!" Zhang Wei clenched her hands tightly into fists, her whole face flushed with anger: "You three middle schools, you have a disease like yours. Isn’t there a lot of people here? You go to that Jiang Ran, go to those good friends of yours! Don’t come back to harm No. [-] Middle School again!”

"I didn't say I wanted to go back." Sang Yuan was confused, and sat up a little bit, looking at her sincerely: "Well, let me ask you, what's wrong with me?"

Zhang Wei looked down at her younger brother, faltering, but couldn't say that word.

"Sang Yuan." After so many days, Fu Zhihuai finally took the initiative to stand in front of Sang Yuan again.His face was calm and his tone was calm, as if the conflicts, cold wars, quarrels and even intimacy between the two had never happened before.

"Come with me."

Kuwahara looked away, with a sneer on his lips: "Why should I listen to you."

Fu Zhihuai didn't talk nonsense anymore, he reached out and pulled him up, dragging him forward.

Zhang Wei hurriedly called him: "Fu Zhihuai!"

"See you at school." After Fu Zhihuai finished speaking, he clenched Kuang Yuan's hand that was trying to break free even tighter, leaving red marks.

Kuwahara scolded: "Didn't you fucking refuse to see me? Let go, I'm not here to look for you... you bastard narcissist, let go of me!"

Fu Zhihuai didn't speak all the way, and took him home calmly.

When he arrived at the door, Kuang Yuan clutched the door handle and refused to go in. Fu Zhihuai grabbed his chin and kissed him so hard he couldn't breathe.His whole body softened into noodles, and in the end he was carried into the bedroom by the bastard narcissist with his arms around his waist.

Fu Zhihuai let go of his hand, and Kuwahara fell headlong into the soft quilt.As soon as he got up in a panic, Fu Zhihuai locked the door behind him with a cold face and drew the curtains.

"What are you doing? Fu Zhihuai, let me warn you, I have my cell phone, and I can call the police at any time..."

Unlike what Kuwahara imagined, Fu Zhihuai neither smiled lewdly at him nor took off his pants, but sat on a chair very tiredly, looking at him with heavy eyes:

"Can I help you."

Kuwahara was stunned for a moment, then sat on the edge of the bed and explained softly: "I didn't look for you, I just came... to see you."

"En." Fu Zhihuai pressed the bridge of his nose, and asked again: "What did you tell Zhang Hao?"

"Zhang Hao? Which hao, the one from Ritian?" Kuang Yuan was stunned: "This kid will be in trouble in the future... I didn't say anything to him, I just bought him an ice cream to see how cute he is."

"Zhang Wei was a little impulsive just now, you..." Fu Zhihuai frowned: "Don't argue with her."

Hearing this sentence, Kuwahara's expression gradually turned cold.

"What do I care about with her? I only care about you." Sang Yuan looked at Fu Zhihuai, delusional to see what kind of thoughts this person had in his heart: "During this time, I went to the fifth middle school to look for you every day, why did you avoid me? have,"

He sniffed, his eyes flushed: "I heard people say that you are dating Zhang Wei?"

Fu Zhihuai was very calm: "There is no such thing. These days, the class is running a blackboard newspaper. The head teacher ordered me and her and several class cadres to stay for a long time after school every day."

"That's good." Kuwahara immediately relaxed.He raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes, frowned and smiled unattractively: "I'm overthinking, I'm sorry."

He believed in Fu Zhihuai wholeheartedly.Even more evidence is not needed, as long as Fu Zhihuai says no, he is willing to believe that what others say is false.

"Besides these, do you have anything else to ask?" Fu Zhihuai stood up and looked down at him condescendingly.Kuwahara shook his head blankly, watching Fu Zhihuai stretch out his hand to unbuckle the belt buckle around his waist:

"Okay, now it's my turn to ask you."

Kuwahara has never been beaten so obediently since he was born.He lay on the bed aggrieved, with his trousers down to his knees, and answered Fu Zhihuai's question honestly with tears of shame in his eyes.Whichever answer dissatisfied the big villain behind, he would get a slap on the butt.

It was impossible for Fu Zhihuai to hit him ruthlessly. After answering a dozen questions, he was beaten with a belt three or four times.

Sang Yuan tilted his head and looked back secretly. Fu Zhihuai's warm and dry palm was gently placed on his ear, and his fingertips rubbed his hot earlobe: "Yuan Yuan, do you hate me now?"

"...I don't hate it." Sang Yuan couldn't lie to him, and hid his head under the quilt in distress, but he still couldn't hide Fu Zhihuai's low laughter.

"I'm too mean, aren't I?" Fu Zhihuai dropped his belt and lifted up his trousers, his voice was as low as a murmur to himself: "Don't like me so much, be obedient."

Kuwahara was stunned, unable to understand what he meant, and turned to look at him blankly.Fu Zhihuai raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Sleep for a while if you're sleepy, don't look at me."

In fact, Kuwahara was not sleepy, but Fu Zhihuai's words seemed to have magical powers, and Kuwahara was sleepy after listening to it.While he was half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear Fu Zhihuai say: "What will happen if we separate in the future?"

Kuang Yuan thought for a while with his brain like paste, hugged Fu Zhihuai's neck and comforted him softly: "There won't be such a day."

The ancestor was still sick when he came out to look for him. After a toss, he was sweating profusely, and his fever symptoms seemed to have eased.Fu Zhihuai saw that the person was fast asleep, and gently pressed his forehead to check his body temperature, feeling a little relieved.He carefully pulled Kuwahara's hand away, got up and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Tianyue and Fu Juncai returned to their hometown this weekend, and he was able to bring Kuangyuan back so generously, and do the things he always wanted to do without any scruples.

Stolen moments of ease are always more addictive than mundane routines.Fu Zhihuai washed his face with cold water, and when he turned around, he saw Kuang Yuan yawning and leaning against the door, looking lazy, but his eyes were fixed on him, with a little panic, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned by adults.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Kuwahara quietly, his chest was suffocating a little uncomfortable.

Kuwahara was only wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and the boy's graceful narrow waist was generously exposed in front of Fu Zhihuai, and there was a slight tooth mark on the side of his waist.He blinked, pointed at the mark, and asked expressionlessly: "Fu Zhihuai, are you a dog?"

Fu Zhihuai stirred the porridge without speaking, but his eyes fell on his lap for a long time.The holes in the ripped jeans are too big, and Kuwahara can reveal the white skin inside when he moves, which is very eye-catching.

The owner of this leg didn't know what Fu Zhihuai was thinking, and thought that he was coveting some piece of his body again, so he shrank and ran away.

After a while, Fu Zhihuai walked into the bedroom and threw his set of clean clothes to Kuwahara: "Go take a bath."

Kuwahara caught it and asked casually: "You are so enthusiastic today, are you planning to let me sleep at your house?"

"You can do it if you want." After Fu Zhihuai finished speaking, he continued to go to the kitchen to guard the pot of porridge.

Under the ecstasy, Kuwahara was unusually calm.Holding Fu Zhihuai's clothes, he rushed into the bathroom to wash himself clean, but when he wanted to change, he was worried again.

Old Fu is taller than him, his legs are longer than him, and his clothes are much bigger. He is really a bully.I just put on the white T-shirt, and rolled up the trousers of the jeans a few times, and finally it barely fit.

When Kuang Yuan walked into the kitchen slowly, Fu Zhihuai smiled helplessly when he saw him.

It's really like a naughty child who steals an adult's clothes.

Kuwahara stared at him: "What are you laughing at? I'm just a few centimeters shorter than you? Rounding off, we are the same height!"

Fu Zhihuai pressed his head: "Okay, the same height."

His actions completely annoyed Kuwahara.When sitting together to eat, the ancestor held the bowl far away, and after a few mouthfuls, he would give him a fierce look.

Before going to bed at night, Kuang Yuan sat by the bed and yelled: "Old Fu, I want to drink milk, I want to supplement calcium, and I want to grow taller."

Fu Zhihuai poured a glass of milk and brought it over, Kuang Yuan drank it all in one gulp, and waited for him to kiss with his face up.However, Fu Zhihuai ignored the request, and just rubbed off the milk mustache around his mouth with his thumb.

Kuwahara clapped his hands: "What are you doing, coaxing the children?"

"Yeah." Fu Zhihuai had a particularly good temper today, and quickly licked off the milk stains on his fingertips, then held Kuang Yuan's face in his hands, and kissed him between the eyebrows: "Sleep, Yuan Yuan."

"Other people's children need to listen to a story before going to bed." Sang Yuan fell on the bed and looked up at him, with the corner of his mouth evilly hooked: "Old Fu, tell me one too."

"One night, the little white rabbit didn't listen to his father, didn't go to bed obediently, and clamored for a story in the middle of the night." Fu Zhihuai wrapped him in the quilt, and lay down on his side.Kuwahara generously gave him half of the quilt: "And then?"

"The little white rabbit and father were eaten by the big bad wolf following the sound."

"...This is too bloody." Kuwahara said dissatisfied: "It should be like this, let me tell you."

"One night, the little gray wolf didn't listen to his father's words, and yelled blindly on the hills in the middle of the night, but was picked up by the muscular white rabbit that followed the sound and returned to its den."

"……and then."

"They lived happily ever after."

"Are you sure it's 'happiness'?"

"Hey! Old Fu, you are good or bad."