Fu Shicheng didn't sleep well all night.
He is not used to sleeping in the same bed with another person, and the temperature of another person's body next to him makes him extremely uncomfortable. He didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night, and woke up on time at seven o'clock in the morning because of the biological clock.
Xia Yunian breathed lightly and slept peacefully, with his head next to his pillow and his arms against his arms. Fu Shizheng carefully moved his body away and sat up. Xia Yunian's sticky and slightly hoarse voice sounded behind him as he was putting on his clothes: "Senior What time is it?" "Seven o'clock."
Fu Shizheng turned his head, Xia Yunian rubbed his eyes and propped up half of his body, a large piece of pajamas was rubbed off, his slightly curly hair was raised on his head, and his expression was still dazed.
Fu Shicheng looked away: "I'm going back first, see you at the school gate at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Only then did Xia Yunian wake up completely, remembering the appointment to go to the play together last night, she said "oh" and said, "Senior, see you this afternoon."
Fu Shicheng nodded, put on his coat, and turned his head to look at Xia Yunian one last time before going out.
The elementary school boy was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at him with his chin resting on his hands.
Looking at each other, Xia Yunian smiled.
There was a subtle touch in Fu Shicheng's mind for a moment, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded again and pushed the door to go out.
When going downstairs, the little flower that Xia Yu read came out from the corner, lay on the stairs and stared intently at Fu Shicheng who came down.
Passing by Xiao Hua, Fu Shicheng stopped, bent over and stretched out his hand. After waiting for a while, Xiao Hua suddenly jumped up, scratched his palm, turned and ran away.
Fu Shicheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the cat owner upstairs, and then smiled.
Fortunately, I didn't scratch the skin, tsk.
After Fu Shizheng left, Xia Yunian was still leaning on the bedside to play with her mobile phone, and there was a new message in the secret.
Fu Shicheng: "Sorry, I have something to do today, so I can't accompany you."
Last night Xia Yu read the last article on the secret, and stayed there where he was going alone, Fu Shicheng only replied now.
The corner of Xia Yunian's mouth curled slightly, liar.
Xia Yunian: "Forget it."
Fu Shicheng: "Are you angry?" Xia Yunian: "Mr. Fomero, don't judge others by yourself, I'm not as angry as you are."
He raised his phone, took a selfie and sent it.
Fu Shicheng was on his way to the cafeteria, and when he saw the photo he had sent, he clicked on it. Xia Yunian was still sitting on the bed, his hair was messed up, his clothes were not properly dressed as before, and he raised one hand to cover his left side face, revealing the raised lips and smiling eyes on the right side.
Fu Shicheng stared at the photo for a few seconds, and couldn't help frowning.
The person who slept with him all night last night sent such a selfie to another person without getting dressed early in the morning, even though the other person was also him, it made Fu Shizheng inexplicably uncomfortable.
Xia Yunian: "Look, I'm really not angry."
Fu Shicheng: "Put on your clothes."
He wanted to say this to Xia Yunian since last night.
Xia Yunian laughed, put on her coat, got up and opened the curtains.
After a night of rain, it finally stopped, and today is another sunny day.
He casually took a photo of the clear sky outside after the rain, and sent it to Fu Shicheng.
Xia Yu read: "Mr. Fomero, the sun is out, I wish you a good day."
Looking at the newly sent photos and that line of writing, Fu Shizheng's frown was relaxed again.
It wasn't even eight o'clock before returning to the dormitory, Lu Weize didn't wake up, and this kid didn't know what time he was playing games last night.
Fu Shizheng took a shower and changed his clothes, and when he went out, Lu Weize sat up on the upper bunk and called him: "Hey, you just came back? Did you really date your girlfriend last night?" I didn't want to pay attention to him, but stopped in my tracks after thinking about it, and asked Lu Weize: "You,... have you given up on that elementary school boy?" Playing games day and night, it seemed that he really gave up. Fu Shizheng couldn't explain what he was thinking about, so he asked.
Lu Weize, who originally wanted to gossip, heard this, and was immediately discouraged: "Let's talk about it."
Lu Weize had already lay down again and fell asleep with his head covered, but Fu Shicheng didn't say what was on his lips, and turned to leave.
Xia Yunian didn't go out in the morning, and started drawing again after finishing her homework.
The painting was Fu Shicheng who was giving a lecture on stage last night. He had a deep memory so he drew very quickly. After finishing the painting, he picked up a pen and wrote two small characters next to it.
fraud.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yunian came out from the main entrance of the school, and Fu Shicheng was already waiting there.
Fu Shicheng was standing by the flower bed at the entrance and was looking at his mobile phone. With his tall legs and long legs and a face that almost all the students in the school knew, people who came in and out peeked at him from time to time.
Xia Yunian saw him from a distance, stopped at the gate and did not go forward.
He and Fu Shicheng, is this considered a date? Xia Yunian looked at herself through the glass window of the doorpost, and suddenly regretted that he should have changed into better clothes, at least, he should have had his hair cut in the morning when he had time.
The security guy at the gate sticks his head out and smiles at him: "Student, look in the mirror? Are you going on a date with your girlfriend?" Xia Yunian was a little embarrassed, and quickly bowed her head and left.
Approaching Fu Shicheng, Xia Yunian called him in a low voice: "Senior."
Fu Shicheng turned his head and saw him, put away his phone: "Let's go."
The two walked towards the subway station side by side. The school station was the penultimate station of this line. There were not many people. They went to the rear of the car to get on the car. There were not many people in the whole car.
After sitting down, Fu Shicheng put on his headphones and listened to music. Xia Yunian approached and asked, "What song is the senior listening to?" Fu Shicheng saw him in a blink of an eye. He smelled the fragrance all night last night.
... It also smells good.
Fu Shicheng gave Xia Yu an earphone to read.
What Fu Shicheng listened to were mostly unpopular foreign love songs, Xia Yunian listened carefully for a while, thinking that his intuition was indeed right, Fu Shicheng was quite a coquettish person.
Xia Yunian lowered her eyes and quietly continued listening to the song without saying anything.
The theater is in the city center, and when he was about to arrive at the station, Fu Shicheng asked, "What show did you buy the ticket for?" Xia Yunian said last night that he wanted to watch a play, and invited him to go with him, and he agreed, even forgetting what to watch ask.
""A Midsummer Night's Dream", the city repertory troupe invited foreign directors to rehearse, and today is the first day of the show."
Xia Yu read the answer.
Fu Shicheng was slightly surprised: "This story is nothing new."
"I know," Xia Yunian said, "I've performed on stage countless times, but there are very few people in China who perform well."
"Why do you want to watch this?" Xia Yunian returned the earphones to Fu Shicheng, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and said slowly as she watched him, "Classic romantic comedy, don't seniors want to watch it?" Fu Shicheng consciously stopped by his question .
The subway has arrived at the station, Fu Shizheng coughed lightly, stood up, and signaled Xia Yunian: "Here we are, let's go."
Sitting down in the theater, Fu Shicheng suddenly asked the people around him before the show began: "Did you come here to watch dramas with others before?" Xia Yunian was looking at the stage in front of him, but he didn't hear the deep meaning in Fu Shicheng's words, so he nodded casually : "Come here."
He came here with Fang Xinyi. On Valentine's Day at the beginning of the year, the school drama club held a lottery, and he won two tickets for a performance by a well-known domestic drama troupe. It was a play he wanted to see, so he came with Fang Xinyi. Anyway, he Neither of them celebrated Valentine's Day.
Fu Shicheng paused for a moment, and didn't ask any more questions.
For the next two hours, Xia Yunian was engrossed in watching the performance on stage, but Fu Shicheng was absent-minded.
It was past five o'clock when the show ended, and Xia Yunian was still very excited when she came out of the theater, and kept talking to Fu Shicheng about the performance just now, and Fu Shicheng only occasionally echoed it.
Xia Yunian stopped suddenly, turned around and asked him: "Senior, you are not interested in this, why did you follow me?" Fu Shicheng said, "It's not that you are not interested."
"You didn't look at it just now, did you?"
Fu Shicheng thought for a while and asked, "Why do you like this drama?" "I've already said it before, classic romantic comedy, of course I like it."
Xia Yu said.
Fu Shicheng didn't take it seriously: "Do you think this is a comedy? Isn't this drama telling a blind story? Even feelings are dominated by others, do you want this kind of love?" "Senior, you are so serious "Xia Yunian said seriously, "Love is inherently blind, and there are many things that can control love, such as money, material, human desires, and even hormones. Is your love precious? Senior, do you yearn for love?" Xia Yunian also asked him the same question on Secret.
Fu Shicheng frowned: "How many people have you asked this question?" "Not many people," Xia Yunian shook his head, "It's fine if the senior doesn't want to answer."
"Will you say these ambiguous words to anyone?" Fu Shicheng's expression darkened.
Xia Yu didn't understand, so she asked him, "Is this an ambiguous remark?" , I don't seem to have a position to say this.
Xia Yunian saw Fu Shicheng's disdain in his eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable.
He only said this to two people, one was Fu Shicheng in front of him, and the other was Mr. Fomero on the secret, but it was obvious that Fu Shicheng was unwilling to admit that they were one person.
Xia Yunian lowered her voice: "Senior doesn't like this show, so he shouldn't be coming with me today."
The sky had gradually darkened, and the street lights outside the theater were on, reflecting Xia Yunian's obviously depressed face.
Fu Shicheng looked at Xia Yunian like this, and a feeling called regret arose in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, his cell phone rang.
Seeing the name of the caller ID on the screen, Fu Shicheng frowned.
The bell kept ringing, and there was no intention to hang up, so he had to press to answer.
"Brother, you are finally willing to answer my phone."
The person over there laughed.
Fu Shizheng was a little impatient: "Speak directly if you have something to say."
"Oh, I just want to let you know that I just went home to pick up my things and found your dad lying unconscious on the ground. I just called 120 and dragged him to the city hospital. It's up to you to see him or not."
Fu Shicheng hung up the phone.
Xia Yunian was still standing by the side, staring at the ground in a daze, wondering what he was thinking, Fu Shizheng reminded him: "Go back to school first."
Xia Yunian was taken aback for a moment: "What about you, senior?" "I have something to do, so I won't go with you, you should go back earlier, or it will be late later."
Xia Yunian didn't ask any more questions, he nodded, and finally said "Goodbye, senior", then turned and walked towards the subway entrance.
Fu Shicheng watched Xia Yunian walking away slowly, feeling inexplicably restless, but he had no choice but to take a taxi and leave first.
Before entering the subway station, Xia Yunian turned her head one last time, and Fu Shicheng had already opened the taxi door and got into the car.
Xia Yunian stared at that direction until the car sped away and merged into the rolling traffic.