Just after the hug ended, Gu Zhuoyan's cell phone rang, Zhuang Fanxin inevitably saw the caller ID again, and deduced that "Gu Shibo" should be Gu Zhuoyan's father.
He took a step back and said, "You answer the phone, I'm going home."
Gu Zhuoyan wanted to keep a sentence, the stars and the moon were so beautiful, and the atmosphere was sticky, but it was a pity that Gu Shibo was determined to ruin his good deeds. He didn't answer: "Then I'll take you downstairs."
Zhuang Fan thought: "No, you answer the phone quickly." He turned back to the bedroom, and paused for a moment when he walked to the glass door, "Don't quarrel with your father."
Gu Zhuoyan said obediently, "I see."
Zhuang Fanxin picked up his schoolbag and left, went downstairs, passed the living room to greet Xue Maochen, walked out of the door of Xue's house, and walked all the way to the dim street lights outside.
When Gu Zhuoyan asked him to hug him, his heartbeat was a little faster, and it jumped faster after getting close and hugged. When Gu Zhuoyan hugged him back, he jumped faster than when he was beaten yesterday.
The bell was still ringing, and Gu Zhuoyan pressed the call button to answer, already anticipating why Gu Shibo was calling. "Hello?" he said, not calling Dad in a stinky manner.
Gu Shibo went straight to the topic: "Did you fight at school?"
Parents all over the world are like this, knowingly asking, Gu Zhuoyan admits without cover, leaning on the railing, can't help but recall the feeling of hugging with Zhuang Fanxin in his mind.
"You're restless at home, making such an embarrassing thing, and going there to make trouble again?" Gu Shibo said on the phone, "I warned you not to make trouble, so you just ignore it?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "Isn't the nonsense referring specifically to making a base? I thought it didn't include fighting."
Gu Shibo scolded him: "Don't play asshole with me!"
There was really no spark through the phone, Gu Shibo took a few deep breaths to suppress his anger, and almost compromised, saying, "It's naive to solve problems with fists. You'll be an adult soon, and it's time to mature."
Gu Zhuoyan lowered his head and smelled the smell of the potion on the front of his clothes, which was from Zhuang Fan's heart. He felt a little refreshed, so he uncharacteristically assured: "That's not an example."
The phone was suddenly quiet, Gu Shibo was sluggish for five or six seconds, and he didn't expect Gu Zhuoyan to suddenly obey. He coughed and uncovered the article: "Keep this secret from your grandfather, don't let him bother. By the way, what's it like to beat people?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "Don't worry, I'm hurt anyway."
Gu Shibo was slightly stunned: "You are also injured?" In addition to being stunned, he became unhappy, "Anyway, I have practiced fencing for so many years, and I have also taught you Taekwondo, how..."
Gu Zhuoyan contradicted: "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
"Don't choke me, just stay honest if you don't have absolute certainty in the future." Gu Shibo is very busy, and he really can't have anything good to say. "The rest will be discussed when you come back at the end of the month."
The phone hung up, Gu Zhuoyan touched the bruises on his face, he had to be injured a little, otherwise it would appear that the other party was like a victim. Besides, this punch made Zhuang Fan feel distressed and distressed. Wouldn't it be successful to ask for a hug
He also thought that Zhuang Fanxin likes him, but it's actually pretty cool when he hugs him!
In order to avoid Xue Maochen's worries, Gu Zhuoyan didn't go downstairs all night, and settled down for dinner in the study. He closed the door and studied the questions all night. In the early morning, the sunrise and birds chirped, so he took a shower and went back to the bedroom to sleep.
Zhuang Fanxin went out to the studio. The painting he created last week has been completed, and he has to hand in his homework today. It was too early, he repeated the trajectory of last week and lay by the window, not sure if he would see Gu Zhuoyan and Gu Baoyan again.
Pei Zhi came: "What's wrong with your face?"
"I accidentally rubbed it." Zhuang Fanxin lay on his stomach with the other party, "What number of tickets should we buy?"
The two of them were facing the ACC game, and it was almost time to buy a plane ticket. Pei Zhi was already a senior in high school and wanted to leave as late as possible so that he would not miss the class. He said, "How about next Saturday? I have another week of classes."
Zhuang Fan's heart was fine, but he was worried about room and board: "This game happens to be in Los Angeles, and you also live at my grandparents' house. It's convenient for us to move together."
Pei Zhi said happily, "Then I'll bring some gifts."
When the teacher arrived, they went back to their places to take classes. Zhuang Fanxin's paintings received very good reviews, and when he was in a good mood, he felt that time passed quickly. After the class, I will sort out the items in the studio, and I will not come during this time.
Zhuang Fanxin went home with the painting tube on his back, just in time for the violin get out of class to end, and met Xue Maochen on the stairs holding Gu Baoyan. He said hello: "Grandpa, today you accompany your sister to learn the piano?"
Xue Maochen said with a smile: "No way, count me idle."
Zhuang Fanxin rubbed the car to go home, and the off-road vehicle drove all the way to the end of the alley, but De Mu didn't rush out, presumably being seduced by the cooked food. Xue Maochen asked him to eat, he was not polite, just wanted to show Gu Zhuoyan the painting.
There is one less person at the dinner table, Gu Zhuoyan hasn't got up yet, and Zhuang Fanxin has never slept in after school started, so he asked Gu Baoyan: "Little sister, why did your brother sleep so long?"
Gu Baoyan said, "He didn't sleep all night."
"Ah? Why?" Zhuang Fan was very surprised. It took a lot of energy to single out five people, and he was injured, so he couldn't sleep
Gu Zhuoyan did not sleep because he was studying, and he was studying because he wanted to participate in the competition. If he was in the competition, he had to go home. Gu Baoyan gnawed on the chicken wings in a panic, simplified the cause to delete, and directly answered the result that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth: "Because I'm going home."
Zhuang Fan's heart is fixed there, go home? Gu Zhuoyan is going home
He couldn't think about the connection between "all night" and "going home" at all. He only scrolled the word "going home" in panic. It was only half a month since the start of school, why did he want to go home? Isn't it good to stay in Rongcheng for a year
Holmore began to reason again, is it related to the phone call last night? Gu Zhuoyan's father called to ask Gu Zhuoyan to go home, because the fight was known to the whole school, so Gu Zhuoyan was not allowed to stay in Rongcheng
Zhuang Fanxin put down his chopsticks and saw Sister Hu put the food on a tray. He grabbed it and went upstairs to deliver food to Gu Zhuoyan. When I knocked on the door outside the bedroom, there was a response from inside, which sounded hoarse and lazy, probably just woke up.
Gu Zhuoyan had just woken up, his short hair was messy, and he was looking for the remote control of the air conditioner while he was shirtless. When the door opened, he thought it was Sister Hu, but who would have guessed it was Zhuang Fanxin. Zhuang Fanxin was holding a tray and pestle at the door, suddenly forgetful, only noticed Gu Zhuoyan's broad shoulders and abdominal muscles.
He wondered, what did he eat to grow up like this
Gu Zhuoyan knew that he was ashamed, and when he noticed Zhuang Fanxin's gaze, he pulled a T-shirt and put it on, remembering that he hadn't washed his face and brushed his teeth, he lowered his head and ran to the bathroom: "Wait for me..."
Zhuang Fanxin put the food in the small hall, then sat at the table and waited.
After washing up, Gu Zhuoyan came over and sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He was hungry in the middle of the night last night, and he dreamed of eating when he slept. Now he only has steak that has been simmered for twelve hours.
"...I heard you're going home?" Zhuang Fanxin suddenly said.
Gu Zhuoyan said vaguely: "Well, next week."
Then it's true. Zhuang Fan frowned, feeling inexplicably deceived: "Didn't you say you would live for a year? Why did you go home so soon?"
Gu Zhuoyan chewed on the beef, turned to look at Zhuang Fanxin, and discerned the emotional color from the tone of voice and eyes, two points of surprise, three points of dissatisfaction, and the remaining five points were inseparable.
He turned back and resumed eating, saying, "The plan is not keeping up with the changes."
"It's getting too fast, right? It's changing so fast?" Zhuang Fan's brakes failed again, "I set up a house and bought a bicycle, and then I transferred back after less than a month of transferring. Why, you came to Rongcheng for inspection, right? "
Gu Zhuoyan nodded and pretended to be cool: "I have no choice but to go back."
Does this mean you can't do it? Zhuang Fanxin's tone immediately softened: "Is it because of the fight?" He felt remorse, if he hadn't been injured first, it wouldn't have happened in the future. He wanted to apologize, but seeing Gu Zhuoyan hulu hulu eating so well, it seemed that "going home" was a self-made happy thing.
That's right, parents and friends are all over there, so of course they are happy from the perspective of others. However, are you not attached to Rongcheng at all? There are also new classmates here, grandfather, sister Hu, brother driver... and also him.
Zhuang Fan sullenly said, "Why do you eat so deliciously?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I'm hungry."
Zhuang Fanxin couldn't find the right words to say. He stared at the aperture on the table, staring at it for a long time, his eyes dizzy, and occasionally glanced at the other party's eating, and his hair was blocked. After a while, he pretended to be indifferent and said, "I'm about to go abroad to compete. You may not be able to send it when you leave."
Gu Zhuoyan said indifferently, "Oh, it's okay."
Zhuang Fan's heart suddenly became sour. He didn't know exactly where the acid was. Chemically speaking, acid was corrosive. His unpleasantness was corroded and cleaned up, and he couldn't hold back the real thoughts in his heart.
"I don't want you to go back," he whispered.
Gu Zhuoyan pretended to be stupid: "Why?"
Zhuang Fan gritted his teeth: "I can't bear you!"
This sentence was what I had been waiting for for a long time. It was so sweet. Gu Zhuoyan turned to face Zhuang Fanxin. If he didn't tell the truth, it would be wicked. He said, "Then I will come back after the exam."
Zhuang Fan's bitter expression froze: "What do you mean?"
Gu Zhuoyan explained: "I'll go back to participate in the math competition, and I'll come back after the test." He saw that Zhuang Fan's heart was still stunned, and he couldn't help pinching other people's cheeks, "Bring you some local specialties?"
Only then did Zhuang Fanxin understand that the co-authoring was a false alarm, and after smacking it again, Gu Zhuoyan seemed to be deliberately misleading him and letting him reveal his true feelings. He stared at Gu Zhuoyan in embarrassment, thinking he was cruel.
"It turns out that you care about me so much." Gu Zhuoyan said ruefully.
Zhuang Fan wanted to go down the steps: "I'm going to the United States, and I won't be back in the future."
Gu Zhuoyan hurriedly cooperated: "No, my sister and I miss you a lot."
This matter is clear, Zhuang Fanxin shoved the painting tube into Gu Zhuoyan's arms, Gu Zhuoyan took out the painting, the oil on the canvas was bright and clear, and his face was both realistic and dreamy, as if enveloped in layers of light. He's a layman and doesn't know anything but pure sensory perception: "I didn't expect the shades to be light."
Zhuang Fanxin didn't expect it, but when he drew it, the atmosphere was like the day when Gu Zhuoyan first came to Rongcheng, when he got off the station and stood in the sun, with the silhouettes of leaves on his body. Not knowing how to explain it, he said, "I am very happy when I paint."
Gu Zhuoyan asked, "Can you give it to me?"
Zhuang Fanxin agreed: "I'll give it to you, I wish you good results in the competition."
In the afternoon, the two of them stayed in the small hall, Gu Zhuoyan was doing mathematics, and Zhuang Fanxin was doing art. A few hours later, the sunlight that poured in subsided and became lighter.
Gu Zhuoyan finally stopped writing, lay down and rested for a while, his eyes on Zhuang Fanxin's book. Zhuang Fan's heart was infected by fatigue, so he also fell down, turned his head sideways and faced Gu Zhuoyan face to face.
He stretched out his hand and used a thin damp brush to paint Gu Zhuoyan's face, a sapphire blue, but it was plated with a layer of pale gold by the sun. After he did the bad thing, it was too late to escape, his wrist was clasped, and the strength was just so that he couldn't break free.
Zhuang Fanxin looked at Gu Zhuoyan's eyes and moved his lips: "You haven't wished me a good match yet."
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I wish you a smooth game."
He moved his palm, covering the back of Zhuang Fanxin's hand little by little, and wrapped his five fingers together to wrap Zhuang Fanxin's smaller hand. Dusk is more romantic, he seized this moment and called the other party: "Zhuang Fanxin?"
Zhuang Fan's heart is a little silly: "Why?"
Gu Zhuoyan said: "When the game comes back, can I confess?"