In the hot school season, the military training of freshmen in major colleges and universities is in full swing.
Many classmates posted pictures in the circle of friends complaining about the hard work of military training, tanning, sunburn, stupid instructors, and other tragic incidents.
An Wuyang's good friend Xiaopang, the photos after military training I don't even know my mother, he's dark and thin...
Still, dark and skinny? Did you see it wrong
An Wuyi thought in a stunned manner, in just half a month, what exactly did Little Fat go through
—Little chubby, are you thin
After losing weight, the tall and handsome chubby returned quickly.
-Yes…
- You are so calm, are you unhappy that you are thin
An Wuyang is very puzzled. This shouldn't be the reaction of Xiaopang. Shouldn't the thin Pangjing jump up happily
- I won't tell you, my buddy is in a bad situation now, let's go to sleep first.
The good friend just cut off the audio.
At first glance, it looks like there is a situation, maybe it is a bad mood.
An Wuyang didn't bother him either, just replied.
—Okay, if you can help me with something, just tell me.
But think about it, chubby, um, whose real name is Xue Jiyang, the other party has everything, and there must be no place for him to help.
What An Wuyang didn't know was that even if he could help, Xue Jiyang wouldn't say it.
That kind of indescribable thing, who the fuck can tell.
It's just a matter of avoiding it in the future, and then what to do.
The days of eating and drinking at home have passed in a blink of an eye for another two weeks.
The first long vacation after the school started, Ding Wei called the second child at home and said, "It's going to be a long vacation tomorrow. Let your dad pick you up?"
An Wuyang was stunned for three seconds, and almost forgot his identity as a student: "Okay, let Dad wait for me at the main entrance of Shangda University at five o'clock in the afternoon."
Ding Wei said: "Okay, he will pick up your brother first. If the time is up, you can discuss it yourself, and I will let him call you."
"Okay." An Wuyang hung up the phone, a little distracted.
He had a strong intuition that Mr. Huo didn't want to let himself go back.
But I left home for a whole month during the summer vacation. If I didn't go back this long vacation, it would be too outrageous.
Just when An Wuyang frowned, the phone rang again.
He looked absently and found that it was Huo's mother.
An Wuyang picked up the phone and heard the invitation with a smile on the other side: "An Wuyang, how about National Day and Yunchuan coming back for dinner?"
This is the first time Zhang Ruoqi has invited An Wuyao home, and she is very afraid of being rejected.
The young boy said apologetically, "But... just promised to go home."
Zhang Ruoqi felt sorry for a while, and then moved in his heart: "It's okay, then you can go home first, and come back next time, okay?"
Then I heard An Wuyi promise: "Okay, okay, let's go next time."
Zhang Ruoqi liked this talkative daughter-in-law more and more, and kept asking him if he had been eating well and sleeping well recently, and the other party answered them one by one.
Talking to that son who was impatient after saying more than three sentences was obviously a world of difference.
It was so painful anyway.
She often thinks at night that it would be difficult for such a lovely child to be dealt with if her parents knew about the affair with Huo Yunchuan.
Today, Huo Yunchuan still went out the door. After coming back, it was 4:30, neither too early nor too late.
His rigorous eyebrows were twisted, as if he was still thinking about work.
This aura made An Wuyang a little scared, a little afraid to talk about going home as soon as he opened his mouth.
After the other party saw him, the expression on his face loosened to a degree that was visible to the naked eye.
"You're back?" An Wuyang walked over, hesitated for a moment, and boldly pulled the other's wrist.
President Huo was so warm that he nodded and stared at the young boy who took the initiative to approach him: "Well."
Then the little boy shook his hand: "Tell you one thing, about the long vacation."
"Oh." Huo Yunchuan seemed to already know what he was going to say, because his parents called in the morning and said, "Go back if you like, I have no opinion."
He can go back or not.
The little angel who was still nervous just now hugged him: "That's great, I'll call my dad and ask him to pick me up at the Shangda University tomorrow afternoon."
The old man who hugged the little angel froze and pursed his lips: "What's your father's business?"
An Wuyang thought about it, and raised his head from Huo Yunchuan's arms: "That's right, I can tell Dad to take the bus back, and then you will actually take me back, that's fine."
He guessed with his toes that Mr. Huo would definitely prefer this arrangement.
"Go back? Go back to your house?" Huo Yunchuan finally understood what An Wuyang meant, and his expression changed immediately.
"Well, you just said let me decide," An Wuyang took the initiative to rub the unhappy Mr. Huo: "I haven't been home for a few days."
Huo Yunchuan looked at him quietly, and withdrew his arms: "I only went back with the account book last time."
An Wuyang thought about it carefully: "That was more than a month ago, a very long time."
Huo Yunchuan was silent, and after looking at An Wuyi for a long time, he let go of An Wuyang, turned around and went to the bedroom: "I'm going to change clothes."
"Did you agree?" An Wuyang chased after him and asked him.
"I'll take you home in the morning on National Day, and pick you up in the evening, that's fine." Huo Yunchuan took off his shirt and said calmly.
"But this time I want to stay for the full seven days." An Wuyi stood by the bed with stubborn eyes.
The man in front of him suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes sharp and scary.
Knowing that it was not good for him, Huo Yunchuan only maintained it for a moment, and then changed to staring at the wardrobe instead of the little angel: "Leave here for seven days, do you think I can bear it?"
This time it was An Wuyang's turn to be silent, sitting on the bed with his butt down, his head bowed silently.
Yes, he knew that Mr. Huo would definitely not be able to bear it.
Huo Yunchuan didn't hear the little angel's voice for a long time, turned back in doubt, and saw an unhappy back.
"… "
What he thinks now is that An Wuyang can leave him for seven days without hesitation.
He took a deep breath, changed his clothes and walked over: "Go back if you want to go back."
The next afternoon, An Wuyang put on his old clothes and carried his usual backpack, and was sent by Huo Yunchuan to their house downstairs.
"It's here." President Huo was all depressed, and there was no expression on his face wearing sunglasses.
It's been like this since just now, An Wuyang has become accustomed to this frozen atmosphere, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel uncomfortable.
"Then I'll get out of the car, goodbye." An Wuyang sat in the back row, and after saying this, he opened the door and got out of the car.
The movement was a little slow because he was struggling whether to hug Mr. Huo or not.
Then I spurned myself a little, and it was a mistake at this time.
So I got out of the car like this, without saying goodbye, hugging or saying anything else.
"Call me when you want to come back." Huo Yunchuan couldn't hold back after all, and told the heartless young man.
"Okay, then you can go back." An Wuyi wanted to propose that the other party go home for dinner, but he felt that it would be too much to say so, so he didn't say a word.
Dad Huo stayed in the cab for a few seconds, then irritably unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, and walked to An Wuyang like a gust of wind: "I'll take you up."
He held Safe's hand and walked in the other party's community with ease.
The little boy followed obediently, like a small tail: "Don't be angry, okay, I'm also very reluctant to part with you."
The other party didn't speak, so he rubbed the other party's arm with his cheek, very intimate.
Huo Yunchuan's heart that had been suffering all the time was hot, but his face was still silent.
When they walked into the elevator, An Wuyang felt very uncomfortable and hugged Mr. Huo's waist from the side.
"I'll pick you up at night?" Huo Yunchuan wrapped his arms around the little angel's shoulders and rubbed his thumb slightly.
He felt the little angel's arm on his waist loosen, then pushed himself away and stood up.
"..." The operation made Mr. Huo feel suffocated.
"I'm here, then we'll see you in a week..." An Wuyang said more and more quietly, and finally closed his mouth, went straight out, and looked back.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wasn't in a good mood.
However, after seeing my parents and younger brother, I have no time to think about such emotions.
"Brother?" An Wuji had just returned, with a schoolbag in his hand.
"Little brother." An Wuyang nodded at him, took off his backpack and took out the things he bought for his brother: "I brought you something to eat."
An Wuji was accustomed to his brother: "Thank you, brother." Then he looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Why didn't you get a tan during your military training?"
It's okay not to say that, my brother carefully observed it again and found that not only did his brother not get sunburned, but he also gained a lot of weight.
"I have a physique that can't get tan..." An Wuyang said casually.
Then go in and say hello to the parents, and go back to the house to put things.
After dinner in the evening, Ding Wei looked up and down at the second child: "It's been a month since school started, why are you still wearing those clothes?"
An Wuyi was stunned, looked down at his clothes, and said, "It's okay, I don't have any shortage of clothes to wear."
An Cheng also felt that the second child was not very good at dressing himself up, so he dressed too casually: "Tomorrow, I will go shopping with my father, and my father will buy you two good ones."
Then again: "Little girls nowadays like boys to dress handsomely. You always wear sports clothes, how can any girl like you?"
An Wuyi blushed and said, "Why do I want girls to like me?" Mr. Huo was already there.
"This child," Ding Wei inevitably felt that the second child was too stupid: "You didn't find a good partner when you were in college. Do you think you can still find a partner when you come out to work?"
It's not that she said that according to the conditions and personality of the second child, it would be good to find a girl from another province who wants to stay in Beijing.
An Wuyang still refused to go shopping for clothes with his father, and only said that he would go back to school with his classmates.
"Mom, do you think my brother is fat?" An Wuji said suddenly.
The couple, Ding Wei and An Cheng, looked at the second child with comparative eyes, and found that they said, "It's really good. It seems that the university life is going well."
An Wuyang was nervous for a while, guilty for a while, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.
His 'college life' life is really good, and Mr. Huo takes good care of him every day.
Suddenly thinking of Huo Yunchuan's name, the little boy's heart trembled.
When he came back to his senses, he found that his mind was full of Mr. Huo, and his heart was aching dully, and he could barely breathe.
At night, the surroundings became quiet.
An Wuyi sat in the small room with his brother, raising his eyebrows absently.
After hesitating for a while, he chose to follow his heart and send a text message to Huo Yunchuan.
-good evening.
The other party only returned a little bit of indifference, as follows.
—…
An Wuyang pursed his lips and quickly pressed a few words.
-I miss you.
Huo Yunchuan replied with a cold face when he received the news.
- I'll go pick you up.
—Is it alright not to go back, come and see if I can do it.
Safe and secure sent another message.
Huo Yunchuan looked up at his empty home. Since An Wuyang left, it has become deserted.
-Okay.
Going home on the first night, An Wuyang was not used to it, and Huo Yunchuan went to see him.
After that, he seemed to get used to it, and he never asked anyone to see him again.
Counting down, the baby is 13 weeks old, and the book says that the baby starts to show pregnancy from 12 weeks to 15 weeks.
An Wuyang stood in the bathroom of his home, and felt his protruding belly with his hand, feeling that it was growing a lot faster than a week ago.
—Yun Chuan, my belly got bigger again.
After An Wuyang took a bath, he harassed Mr. Huo by texting every day.
He thought he would receive cool and concise replies just like the other day.
The result was not a word.
That's of course, because Huo Yunchuan called directly and begged the little angel in a voice almost like a sleepy beast: "Zhangzhou, tell your parents to go back to school early, and I will pick you up now."
He didn't expect An Wuyang to agree immediately, but he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Okay." An Wuyang nodded and said the word 'good'.
The man who was alone in the apartment immediately stood up, picked up the car key and went out.
The hell-like holiday finally ended early.
An Wuyang was carrying a backpack and waiting at the intersection a short distance away from his home.
Seeing Mr. Huo's familiar sports car coming, An Wuyang's heart was warm, and his fingers couldn't help tightening the straps on his shoulders.
After the other party got out of the car, he immediately walked over and threw him into the other party's arms with his backpack.
"Yunchuan."
The boy's voice was soft.
"Is your belly bigger?" Huo Yunchuan hugged his lifeline tightly, and reached out to probe the other's belly: "You are not allowed to go anywhere in the future unless you want me to die."
The bulging part of the palm made the cold and restrained man tremble slightly.
"You..." An Wuyang glared.
But seeing Huo Yunchuan's face clearly, he closed his mouth.
Huo Yunchuan knew that his haggard face would frighten An Wuyu: "Get in the car." He removed his bloodshot eyes and opened the door to let the other person get in.
The first thing to do when I go back is to let An Wuyang sleep with him.