Zhuang Fan was stunned. Could it be that Gu Zhuoyan just wanted to make him happy
The get out of class bell rang, and the surrounding students packed up their schoolbags and left the classroom. He put on his mobile phone and glanced back secretly. Gu Zhuoyan just stopped writing and folded the papers slowly, as if he was not in a hurry to leave at all.
Zhuang Fanxin also slowed down, waiting for the classroom to be empty before getting up with his schoolbag on his back. He wandered over to Gu Zhuoyan's table, reached out to pick the screw cap on the corner of the table, but couldn't pick it, and asked, "Are the biscuits delicious?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "Don't buy it next time, you will be in a panic."
"Oh." Zhuang Fan agreed, thinking about the message in his mind, "Did you make me happy during your self-study class?"
Gu Zhuoyan got up and pushed the chair, without any nonsense, grabbed his schoolbag and walked out. He didn't want to answer Zhuang Fanxin's question, even if Zhuang Fanxin would be moved after the answer, but he was dying to save face at the moment.
Zhuang Fanxin hurried to keep up. He was over 1.8 meters long with long legs, and his falsely reported 1.75 meters stomped hard and chased to the corridor.
Gu Zhuoyan stubbornly said, "It has nothing to do with me."
Zhuang Fanxin said, "It's relevant!" Turning down the stairs, he chased after others' ass, ""Rain Lane" is a high school text, you make a fool of yourself just to make me happy, how are you—"
Before it was over, Gu Zhuoyan braked suddenly, turned around, and stopped on the steps. Zhuang Fanxin was caught off guard, stretched out his hand to support Gu Zhuoyan's shoulder, and slowly spit out the second half of the sentence: "Why are you so kind to me?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I'm not good at all." He looked at Zhuang Fanxin quietly, "Actually, when Teacher Xia entered the classroom, I saw it."
He was confessing and confessing that it was because he didn't warn Zhuang Fanxin that Zhuang Fanxin's tattoo was discovered, and he was reprimanded in public. He really has no obligation to remind him, but among the classmates, this is a spiritual convention, called "righteousness".
Zhuang Fanxin obviously didn't expect it and asked, "Why?"
Gu Zhuoyan answered truthfully: "I don't want you to show it to others like a peacock."
Zhuang Fan hesitated even more and asked again, "Why?"
Gu Zhuoyan poured out: "I don't know why, anyway, I'm not happy to see you unbuttoning it, and taking off the collar makes me even more uncomfortable. Not happy, very unhappy.”
Once he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop the car, he grabbed Zhuang Fanxin's wrist on his shoulder, and even scolded Zhuang Fanxin: "You can't cover up like that? Wen's small heart will let one look at that, if Wen Ge Qinglong and White Tiger, do you walk around the streets shirtless all day? If you don't show off, you will feel uncomfortable?"
Zhuang Fanxin was stunned by the training, and said aggrieved: "Because others don't have it... I'm a little proud."
"What are you proud of?" Gu Zhuoyan said indifferently, "You are unhappy with a cupboard of trophies, you are unhappy with a perfect score in the English test, and you have three or two writings that are not mainstream, what are you proud of?"
Zhuang Fanxin opened his eyes wide: "You are not the mainstream!"
Gu Zhuoyan's rationality returned a little, he let go of his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't need to be frank, he could make Zhuang Fanxin happy by making a fool of himself, and he could also make Zhuang Fanxin moved, how could he not be able to control it.
In order to prevent his favorability from dropping too much, Gu Zhuoyan tried to turn the tide after revealing his sincerity, and said without conscience, "Mainstream aesthetics are not necessarily advanced, and non-mainstream aesthetics are not necessarily ugly, right?"
Zhuang Fan asked, "What is a mainstream tattoo?"
Gu Zhuoyan thought for a while: "Serve the country with loyalty."
Zhuang Fan laughed heartily, then he should choose non-mainstream. The two dawdled on the stairs for a long time, trotting away from the school, Zhuang Xianyang was already impatient waiting on the street.
On the way home, he was still sitting in the back row. Zhuang Fanxin stared at the windshield without saying a word. In fact, he still didn't understand what Gu Zhuoyan said. His peacock opened his screen. Why was Gu Zhuoyan unhappy
On second thought, Gu Zhuoyan's family background is superior, and he has more things than others since he was a child, but he has this tattoo, but Gu Zhuoyan does not.
Zhuang Fan suddenly realized, leaned over and whispered, "Are you jealous that I have tattoos?"
Gu Zhuoyan's face was "what is it?", scared and defeated: "Just think of me."
Zhuang Fan was complacent again, and while complacent, he promised: "I'll take you to Wenyi another day, it won't hurt."
Gu Zhuoyan mumbled "um", a little headache. Zhuang Fanxin was in a happy mood. He hadn't eaten between classes, and now his stomach was rumbling with hunger.
He asked, "Dad, what's for dinner?"
Zhuang Xianyang looked at the wind and rain outside, felt cold, and said, "Why don't you eat beef hot pot at home?"
Zhuang Fan agreed with both hands, and called home to ask what ingredients he needed to buy, and stopped by the supermarket on the way. Zhuang Xianyang glanced at Gu Zhuoyan from the rearview mirror and asked, "Xiao Gu, have you ever eaten the hot pot here? It's not spicy."
Gu Zhuoyan replied, "Not yet."
Zhuang Xianyang invited: "Then go to our house for dinner and try it today."
"Thank you uncle, I'll go home and eat." Gu Zhuoyan politely refused, chasing a car and a meal, he didn't have that kind of tutoring. But Zhuang Fan leaned against him and said, "Go, I just have a question to ask you."
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't tell whether it was true or false, only that it was very dark in the narrow compartment, and the flashing neon lights came in and shone on Zhuang Fanxin's face, and the other party was looking at him eagerly.
His heart was beating uncontrollably again, and a sound came to his ears through the bones. He was afraid that Zhuang Fan would also hear it, so he changed his mouth and agreed.
Halfway through the rain stopped, there is a large supermarket not far from home, need to buy something. In order to save time, Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin went to the supermarket to buy, Zhuang Xianyang went home first and Zhao Jianqiu prepared hot pot.
The two strolled around pushing the shopping cart and went directly to the freezer area. Zhuang Fanxin was very experienced in selecting different parts of beef in front of the cabinet. Gu Zhuoyan waited while pushing the car. In boredom, he saw a man and woman, holding hands, discussing which steak to want.
Girls are coquettish and boys are coaxing, and they are also very tired in public.
He secretly lamented the injustice, the life of heterosexuals is really easy.
Zhuang Fanxin put a few boxes of beef into the shopping cart, looked up and saw that Gu Zhuoyan was distracted, followed the other's gaze, and saw the sticky little couple.
He suddenly understood that Gu Zhuoyan must be missing his girlfriend who broke up.
Zhuang Fan didn't know how to comfort him, and he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, so he approached the other party and gently hugged Gu Zhuoyan's waist. Gu Zhuoyan froze slightly. He had goosebumps all over his body because of heterosexuality, so why did he have no eyesight to cause trouble.
He tilted his head to look at Zhuang Fanxin and asked suspiciously, "Is something wrong?"
Zhuang Fan rubbed his back: "Go over there and buy some balls."
The two were very close. To be precise, Gu Zhuoyan was hugged by Zhuang Fanxin, and a man who was 1.84 meters was walking with a person who was 1.75 meters tall or falsely reported. Gu Zhuoyan raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Zhuang Fanxin's shoulders.
There are many kinds of meatballs. The sales clerk has just cooked a plate and warmly greeted customers to taste it. The young couple came again just now. The boy used a toothpick to poke a fish ball and blew it for the girl to try.
Gu Zhuoyan glanced at it and said in his heart that you guys are not finished.
Zhuang Fanxin was the oriole watching from the back, and he could see Gu Zhuoyan's expression clearly. He guessed that maybe Gu Zhuoyan had gone to the supermarket with his girlfriend like this before. You feed me and I feed your sweetness.
He raised his head and whispered, "Don't look at them."
Gu Zhuoyan thought that his eyes were too obvious, so he lowered his eyes.
Zhuang Fanxin remembered Su Wang's request at the airport to accompany Gu Zhuoyan more, and Gu Zhuoyan depended on him in Rongcheng. Since he promised, he couldn't live up to it, and said, "You still have me."
Gu Zhuoyan's heart is tight, what does Zhuang Fan's heart mean? However, without waiting for him to ask, Zhuang Fanxin had already tied up a fish ball and handed it to his mouth, as if imitating his boyfriend to feed his girlfriend.
Gu Zhuoyan bit down on the fish ball in a heartbeat, lowered his head and raised his eyes, meeting Zhuang Fanxin's tender and caring eyes. He was confused for a moment, the hug just now, the feeding at the moment, and that ambiguous sentence, was Zhuang Fanxin implying something to him
Knowing that he is gay, you should know that excessive intimacy will make people think a lot.
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't help thinking too much. He forced himself to suppress his emotions, continued shopping, bought some greens and snacks, and then checked out and left. Stepping through the deep and shallow stagnant water all the way, returning to the dealer, the soup pot on the table is steaming hot.
Zhuang Xianyang and Zhao Jianqiu were busy in the kitchen, Zhuang Fanxin entertained Gu Zhuoyan, washed his hands and sat down, and prepared a sauce while waiting. As the soup gradually boils, all the ingredients are ready and the meal is ready.
There are parents in different atmospheres, Zhuang Xianyang said: "Fan Xin, you have to entertain guests."
Zhuang Fan knew in his heart that after the first piece of beef tongue was cooked, he gave it to Gu Zhuoyan. It was the first time for Gu Zhuoyan to eat this kind of hot pot.
Zhao Jianqiu asked, "Xiao Gu, what do your parents do?"
Parents love to ask these questions, but Zhuang Fan eats it on his own and ignores it. Gu Zhuoyan replied, "My parents work together in real estate."
He gave a general answer, and Zhao Jianqiu didn't ask any more questions, but he was concerned about other things: "Xiao Gu, I think your name sounds good. In humble words, most parents want their children to be articulate. What does your name mean?"
Zhuang Fanxin raised his head from the bowl and listened with his big eyes blinking. He was also a little curious. Gu Zhuoyan laughed: "My name was taken by my grandfather and grandfather together."
"Really?" Zhuang Xianyang said, "I heard that Uncle Xue used to be a barrister, why did he use the word 'humble words'?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "My grandfather is a lawyer, my grandfather is a diplomat, and he speaks four languages. The two of them have spent half their lives interacting with people. They say that the more people can talk, the more tricks and traps they encounter, the more Name me 'Humble Words'."
Zhao Jianqiu nodded and asked two questions casually. After listening to the answers, he knew that Gu Zhuoyan's family should belong to the upper level of the pyramid. And such a family enjoys the best resources everywhere in life and education, so how can they be willing to send their children to other cities alone.
She asked curiously, "Why did you transfer?"
Zhuang Fan snorted, like a referee who called to stop: "Mom, you keep asking, and you don't want people to eat."
Zhao Jianqiu heard the clue and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, my aunt was too abrupt." She served Gu Zhuoyan with vegetables, "Eat more and try Hanging Dragon."
Gu Zhuoyan had a very pleasant meal. Zhuang Xianyang and Zhao Jianqiu were both friendly people. They were measured but not parental. They could talk about everything. He also gradually understood why Zhuang Fanxin's character was so likable.
"That's right!" Zhuang Fanxin said suddenly, "My tattoo was discovered by the teacher, and I received a training today."
Zhuang Xianyang gloated: "Wen can also be found on his shoulders? Next time Wen's buttocks."
Zhuang Fanxin asked, "Then you say I made a mistake with my tattoo?"
"I don't think so." Zhuang Xianyang replied, "You have the right to control your own body, and tattoos won't hurt others, so it's not a mistake."
Zhuang Fan thought for a while: "I want to control myself to have more pocket money, is it feasible?"
"It's not feasible." Zhao Jianqiu said, "That would hurt me and your dad."
Gu Zhuoyan laughed while listening. He liked to listen to everything from the serious and harmonious topic at the beginning to the cleverness later. It was getting late after a full meal. After he thanked him, he went home, and Zhao Jianqiu stuffed a bottle of sand tea sauce made by himself.
The beef hot pot is very bland, Gu Zhuoyan is not in a hurry to take a shower after returning home, and he blows his hair on the terrace after the rain. Not long after Ansheng, the phone continued to ring, and Lian Yiming's three grandsons were bubbling.
Gu Zhuoyan was lying in the rocking chair and flipping through it. Just a few days after school started, the three people were discussing how to spend the National Day. Ten minutes later, the talks collapsed, and no one was willing to compromise, so they stalemate.
After a long while, it was Su Wang who had a high EQ and changed the subject: "Humble words, how are you doing recently?"
Gu Zhuoyan replied, "It's good."
Lian Yiming asked, "Our grandfather and our sister are also doing well, right?"
Gu Zhuoyan: "It's all good."
Lu Wen: "Are our neighbors all right?"
The words can always turn to the wrong place, Gu Zhuoyan ignored it, but the silence was regarded as a guilty conscience, and the three people took the opportunity to compose a love song in the golden autumn.
Gu Zhuoyan stared at the scrolling screen, and the scene of shopping in the supermarket revolved in his mind. Zhuang Fan hugged his waist, or was hugged by him obediently, fed him fish balls, raised his face, and said warmly, "You still have me. what".
Intimate little love is not like this.
He didn't understand then, but he seems to understand now.
Zhuang Fanxin treated him like the couple, because he was afraid that he would feel lost, that he would feel hard for his own orientation. When Zhuang Fanxin knew that he was gay, his physical contact and verbal communication undoubtedly showed that he was willing to have such a close relationship with him.
In other words, the favorability level is already full!
Gu Zhuo's words were analyzed and verified by reasoning. It happened that a gust of wind blew him into a bright light, and he came to a conclusion with certainty and confidence—
Zhuang Fanxin is interested in him!
And he... was probably really moved.