After Gu Yang woke up, Fan Yuan rarely let him study. Instead, he put him in the desk and let him hide in the desk to play with his mobile phone.
Even though Gu Yang is small, it does not stop him from playing with his mobile phone. His two little hands moved very quickly. He tried playing a few games of Rhythm Master, but found that no matter how fast his movements were, they could not outstrip the fact that the mobile phone screen was too wide for him now. He was so tired after playing a few games that he had to close the game and open the web to surf the Internet.
Gu Yang was flipping through the latest hot events and after just a few scrolls he saw photos of Fan Yuan's family.
It's obvious that the photo was taken outside the fence. Although it's a bit far away, you can still see that the flowers of different seasons and flowering periods in the yard bloom with unparalleled beauty in winter.
The person who took the photo should be someone who lives near Fan Yuan's home. Once the photo was uploaded to the Internet, it immediately attracted the attention of local media. Soon someone found Fan Yuan's home and wanted to interview the owner, but since no one was at Fan Yuan's home, they had to give up.
Gu Yang looked at the number of views and attention on the photo and became more and more frightened. Feeling a little guilty, he whispered to Fan Yuan in the dining room.
"Fan Yuan... take a look at this."
Fan Yuan lowered his head and saw Gu Yang carefully push the phone to the side of the table, motioning for him to look at it.
Displayed on the screen of the phone were photos of Fan Yuan's family. Fan Yuan took the phone, slid his fingertips up and down casually, glanced at it, said nothing, and put the phone back in front of Gu Yang.
Gu Yang was a little worried: "What if they don't plan to give up and continue to take pictures?"
Fan Yuan reached his hand into the table and rubbed Gu Yang's little head with his fingertips, making Gu Yang stagger all over the place. Gu Yang did not dare to speak out to stop him. He felt very guilty now, thinking that he had caused trouble, and did not dare to say anything.
Seeing that Fan Yuan didn't say anything and just rubbed his head, Gu Yang raised his two little hands, held Fan Yuan's fingertips and pressed them against his chest, and began to rack his brains to think of some crooked ideas.
"If someone really asks, just say... you bought it."
Fan Yuan took the opportunity to touch Gu Yang's belly with the fingertips that Gu Yang was holding, then looked down at the nervous little Gu Yang at the table, his dark eyes looking at him quietly, waiting for Gu Yang to continue.
Gu Yang avoided Fan Yuan's sight guiltily, held Fan Yuan's fingertips tightly with both hands and continued:
"The son of a wealthy family spent a lot of money to airlift countless flowers from all over the world and filled his yard with them in winter, just to make a beautiful woman smile... Look, I've already thought of a title for you."
After hearing this, Fan Yuan pulled out the fingertips that were held by Gu Yang, held Gu Yang in his palm with his other hand, and held him in front of him.
"beauty?"
Gu Yang's face gradually turned red, he lowered his head and whispered a different name:
"Handsome man?"
After saying this, Gu Yang secretly glanced at Fan Yuan's expression, and seeing that Fan Yuan was unmoved, he had to change his words.
"Well, then, classmates..."
Fan Yuan suddenly tapped Gu Yang's little head and ruffled his hair:
“Good idea.”
Gu Yang smoothed his hair and said "ah" in a silly way.
He was just saying it casually, why did Fan Yuan look like he really intended to do it
No way
Gu Yang looked up and observed Fan Yuan carefully, but Fan Yuan had already put Gu Yang back on the desk and started writing the questions again.
Since Fan Yuan didn't mention it again, Gu Yang, who was a carefree person, quickly forgot about the matter. He stayed in the classroom happily for half a day, sleeping and playing. Occasionally, he was caught by Fan Yuan at the table to listen to two classes. The day passed quickly.
After school in the evening, Fan Yuan put Gu Yang in the crook of his neck and took him to the family car, lowering the partition in the car.
The driver of the Fan family shrugged his shoulders as he watched the partition being lowered.
Their young master is becoming more and more weird. In the past, when he was going to school or going home with that little classmate, he liked to lower the partition and do some strange things. Now, when he is sitting in the car by himself, he also likes to lower the partition.
Gu Yang held Fan Yuan's neck, pulled Fan Yuan's ear and chatted with him in a low voice. They talked about all sorts of topics, often changing the subject suddenly without any beginning or end.
Fan Yuan speaks very little, but he will say a few words when Gu Yang needs an answer.
They have already started discussing the whereabouts of the three puppies. They have raised them to be plump and healthy, and are now ready to find owners who love small animals to adopt them.
Speaking of this, Gu Yang still felt a little reluctant.
He looked out of the car window. The car was not going very fast and was slowly passing a construction site.
This is a building that has just started construction. Anyone who can buy a piece of land like this and start construction must be either rich or noble.
Gu Yang didn't care at first, but when the car passed by, a huge dead tree flashed by, Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but shout:
"Stop the car! Stop the car now!"
Seeing Gu Yang's anxious look, Fan Yuan immediately asked the driver to find a place to pull over and took Gu Yang out of the car.
Gu Yang directed Fan Yuan to lead him outside the construction site. It was dark at this time, and there were still several lights on in the construction site, working overnight.
At this time, several workers were chatting around the huge dead tree.
The trunk of the dead tree was thick, about the thickness that three adults could hug together, but it was completely black and had bare branches. It must have been dead for many years.
Several workers were chatting around the dead tree, holding electric saws in their hands, and seemed to be discussing how to cut down the tree.
Gu Yang hid in Fan Yuan's neck, grabbed Fan Yuan's ear and whispered:
"Fan Yuan, take me there, I want to see that tree."
At this time, the workers on the construction site were all busy and no one had the extra time to look around.
Fan Yuan quietly walked around the crowded area and went behind the big tree.
The voices of several workers talking in front of the big tree could be heard clearly. Fan Yuan put his hand to the crook of his neck, and Gu Yang climbed onto Fan Yuan's palm, and Fan Yuan held him close to the dead tree.
The workers in front were talking:
“This tree must be several decades old, right?”
"It's more than a few decades. It's so big, it must be hundreds of years old, right?"
"What a pity, it still died."
"It's better if it dies, otherwise I won't have the heart to saw it off."
Gu Yang stood in Fan Yuan's palm, pressed his small hands on the thick, dry tree trunk, and closed his eyes.
In a trance, he seemed to hear the rustling sound of wind blowing through the dense treetops, saw the flapping wings of cicadas in summer, the green grass spreading into the distance and bending in the wind, and a young boy standing in front of a lush green tree.
Fan Yuan quietly looked at Gu Yang with his eyes closed. Little Gu Yang stood in his palm, with his small hands pressed on the dark, dry tree trunk. Countless green lights slowly drifted from Gu Yang's body and penetrated into the dry tree trunk.
The dead tree that had long been dead suddenly burst out with infinite vitality. Tender branches sprouted from the blackened dead branches, and green leaves grew, instantly covering the entire crown of the tree.
The voices of several workers talking gradually faded away, and they stared in amazement at the big tree in front of them that suddenly sprouted and grew again, becoming green in an instant in the winter.
“Bang.”
It was the sound of the worker's electric saw falling to the ground.
Countless workers stopped their work and looked at this miraculous tree.
The winter wind is bitterly cold. When it blows through the lush treetops, the leaves collide and rub against each other, making sounds like human voices.
The workers gradually gathered under the big tree, and Fan Yuan had already taken Gu Yang back to the car.
The car started again and drove towards home.
Gu Yang seemed to have overdrawn a lot of strength. He collapsed in Fan Yuan's palm, breathing lightly.
Fan Yuan rubbed Gu Yang's back slowly, without asking what Gu Yang had done or what he knew.
Gu Yang lay in Fan Yuan's warm palm. He turned his head and buried his face in Fan Yuan's palm. His little mouth gently kissed the skin of Fan Yuan's palm, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Just like the cat abuser who once called him a monster at the scrap recycling station, Gu Yang was a monster-like existence that was unacceptable and unbelievable to ordinary people.
But Fan Yuan was different. Fan Yuan always tolerated him, understood him, and believed in him.
Without Fan Yuan asking, Gu Yang told everything himself.
"That tree is waiting for someone. I just lent it a little strength. It made such a big noise. If it still can't wait for the person it wants to wait for, there is nothing I can do."
After Gu Yang finished speaking, he breathed softly, he became smaller, and his breathing became like a child, his belly bulging, and his eyes looking at Fan Yuan were full of dependence and trust.
Fan Yuan lowered his head and gently rubbed Gu Yang's soft cheek with the tip of his nose without asking any more questions.
"I see."
Gu Yang had exhausted too much energy at this time. He was listless during dinner. He sat at the dining table, leaning on Fan Yuan's arms, and let Fan Yuan feed him.
Fan Yuan cut the food into small pieces and passed them to Gu Yang's mouth with a toothpick. Gu Yang opened his mouth and ate it. After taking two bites, he wiped his mouth, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he almost fell asleep while eating.
After dinner, Fan Yuan stuffed Gu Yang into the bedroom bed:
"You don't have to study tonight."
Gu Yang was lying in the comfortable quilt, his eyes half open in a daze. Seeing Fan Yuan turning around to leave, he suddenly struggled to sit up again.
"Fan Yuan!"
Fan Yuan turned around and saw Gu Yang kneeling down, slowly crawling to the bed, standing up tremblingly, and stretching out his two small hands to him.
"Fan Yuan, take me to the study. I want to accompany you."
Normally, Fan Yuan asked Gu Yang to study, but Gu Yang was extremely unwilling to do so. But when he was left alone in the bedroom to sleep and rest, he pestered Fan Yuan instead, saying that he wanted to accompany Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan paused slightly, then immediately turned around, picked up little Gu Yang, and walked towards the study together.
Gu Yang was so tired that he was dazed. When he arrived at the study, he lay in Fan Yuan's arms, his little hands tugging at Fan Yuan's sleeves. He was obviously very tired. He closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fan Yuan beside him, and then continued to squint his eyes in a daze.
Fan Yuan stopped writing and gently rubbed Gu Yang's back with his fingertips.
"Gu Yang, what are you afraid of?"
Gu Yang leaned softly on Fan Yuan's hand, close to him, squeezed against him, and pressed against him. When he heard Fan Yuan's question, he shook his head.
Fan Yuan turned his wrist and buckled the chain around Gu Yang's neck again, which he had untied earlier to let Gu Yang sleep. He pinched the back of Gu Yang's neck with his fingertips and pressed gently.
"Gu Yang, I won't abandon you, don't be afraid."
Gu Yang grasped the cold chain with his small hand and touched his empty earlobe.
"Fan Yuan, when will you give me new earrings?"
Fan Yuan moved closer to Gu Yang and looked closely at his little ears.
Gu Yang is small, and his ears are small too. The ear holes are so small that you can’t see them unless you look carefully. Fan Yuan was suddenly afraid that putting earrings on such a small Gu Yang might hurt him.
After not hearing Fan Yuan's answer for a long time, Gu Yang reached out and pushed Fan Yuan's chin.
"Fan Yuan?"
Fan Yuan stepped back a little, turned around and picked up a pen.
Under Gu Yang's sight, he lifted one of Gu Yang's little hands, opened the pen cap, and gently wrote a capital English letter on the palm of Gu Yang's left hand.
Gu Yang took back his hand and took a look. It was a capital "f". He immediately understood what it meant and quickly stretched out his right hand with his palm open.
Fan Yuan looked at the little hand that was handed over to him, paused with the tip of the pen, and continued to write a capital "y" on it.
"Gu Yang, you are too young now, you can wear earrings later."
Gu Yang curled his lips, feeling a little aggrieved at first, but when he saw the two letters in the palm of his hand, he felt a slight sour and sweet feeling in his heart.
"I'm not afraid. I'm not a kid."
Fan Yuan put down his pen, carefully held up Gu Yang's two small hands, lowered his head and put his forehead against them.
"Gu Yang, if the price of lending a helping hand is to exhaust yourself, I don't want to see it happen again."
Fan Yuan lowered his head, and Gu Yang could not see Fan Yuan's expression.
Although Fan Yuan's voice was always cold and light when he spoke, Gu Yang felt warm in his heart.
Gu Yang instantly forgot about his obsession with the earrings. He sat up slightly and touched Fan Yuan's forehead with his two little hands held by Fan Yuan.
"Not anymore."
Although Gu Yang did not wear the new earrings as he wished, he clenched the two capital English letters in his palm, pressed tightly against Fan Yuan, and finally fell asleep peacefully.
Fan Yuan put down his pen, leaned on the table, and held little Gu Yang in his arms. His dark eyes looked at him quietly for a long, long time.
The news that the dead tree sprouted and grew green leaves instantly soon attracted follow-up reports from major media. The faces of the workers appeared in the reports, telling about the miracle they had seen.
Photos of the big tree are all over the Internet, and some nearby residents think that the tree is spiritual and should not be cut down.
Although the construction work was not suspended, I heard that the developer saw this as a business opportunity and planned to keep the tree and develop it into a tourist attraction to attract traffic to their upcoming commercial street.
The overdrawn strength had a huge impact on Gu Yang. He was still drowsy until the next day.
Fan Yuan hid him in a special pocket on the inside of his chest. Except for calling Gu Yang to eat, he did not disturb Gu Yang to rest throughout the day.
At night, Fan Yuan and Gu Yang stood behind the big tree again.
It was already night, and the media that came to interview and take pictures had long since dispersed. The workers, on the other hand, avoided the tree at night because of its strange appearance and did not approach it.
Fan Yuan leaned against the other side of the tree, holding Gu Yang in his hands, and together they looked at the green tree canopy that blocked out the sun above their heads.
The tree that sprouted again and grew luxuriantly seemed to be able to support only this day's prosperity. At this time, countless green leaves had fallen with the wind, consuming its last vitality all the time.
Gu Yang stood in Fan Yuan's palm, raised his hands, took a falling green leaf and held it in his arms.
"In a few hours, it will die completely. Maybe in the end, it still won't be able to wait for the person it wants to wait for."
Fan Yuan looked at little Gu Yang holding the leaf, took the leaf from Gu Yang's hand, put it to his lips and blew gently.
“Puff—”
Gu Yang immediately laughed and fell into Fan Yuan's palm: "You still can't blow leaves!"
Seeing Gu Yang smiling with curved eyebrows, Fan Yuan put his lips to the edge of the green leaf and blew hard.
“Puff—”
Gu Yang held his belly and laughed non-stop, his little hands patting Fan Yuan's palms.
At this time, the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the big tree.
Gu Yang immediately covered his mouth, stopped laughing, and looked at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan stood behind the big tree, turned his body slightly, and saw a man in a suit and tie walking up to the tree.
The man was about thirty years old, with black hair combed back and a face that showed numbness and weariness from the baptism of society.
He walked up to the big tree and looked up at the big tree above his head that was growing lushly again after overdrawing its vitality.
"I'm sorry, I forgot about you."
"I'm sorry it took me so long to see you."
The man put his hand on the trunk of the tree. In an instant, countless green leaves fell madly from the branches of the tree. In a short while, the tree returned to its former dead and black appearance.
After the green leaves fell, the thick trunk split from the center, leaving a huge gap, revealing the empty heart of the tree inside.
It turned out that the inside of the tree had long been corroded. The man stared at it in amazement. Through the cracked trunk, a hint of green emerged.
The man knelt on the ground, reached out and pried open the broken tree trunk, and saw a small sapling only an inch tall that had just sprouted.
Fan Yuan led Gu Yang back, quietly moving away from the tree, and watched the man carefully dig out a sapling from the center of the corroded tree and hold it in his arms. The numbness and fatigue on his face disappeared, revealing a happy smile like that of a child.
The man left with the sapling in his arms. After he walked away, the dead tree collapsed with a loud bang, leaving only an empty shell.
“That tree is a miracle.”
Fan Yuan took Gu Yang and left. Gu Yang sat in Fan Yuan's palm and couldn't help but say this.
After Gu Yang finished speaking, Fan Yuan stopped.
He did not turn around to look at the dead tree behind him, and was not even interested in the man who was leaving with the sapling.
If it weren't for Gu Yang, Fan Yuan probably wouldn't even have taken a second look at these people and things.
Fan Yuan held Gu Yang in front of him, lowered his head, and rested his forehead against Gu Yang's.
The distance was too close, so that the two people could only see each other.
Fan Yuan said softly:
"Gu Yang, you are the miracle."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, then he stood up, raised his little head, closed his eyes and gently kissed the tip of Fan Yuan's nose.
His voice was so small, yet so firm.
"I'm not a miracle, I'm just Gu Yang..."
What I haven’t said yet is, I am just Gu Yang, Fan Yuan’s Gu Yang.
Fan Yuan didn't say anything else. He just held Gu Yang in his arms, stuffed him into the inside pocket of his clothes, and hid him against his chest.
In the evening, Gu Yang took a comfortable hot bath in the small bathtub specially customized for him by Fan Yuan. His tired body finally recovered. Once recovered, he jumped up and down and tossed around everywhere.
Seeing that Gu Yang had regained his energy, Fan Yuan forced Gu Yang to go study without further ado.
Gu Yang was held in Fan Yuan's hand and threw a tantrum, waving his hands and kicking his legs, indicating that he didn't want to study.
Fan Yuan didn't listen at all and directly forced Gu Yang to explain the questions to him.
However, after explaining two questions, Gu Yang began to lose focus. He spread out his palms and looked at his empty palms.
The two letters written by Fan Yuan yesterday had been washed away. Looking at the empty palm of his hand, Gu Yang felt a little uncomfortable.
Fan Yuan rubbed Gu Yang's little head to attract his attention, and explained a few more questions to him. Then he let Gu Yang rest for a while and started to do the questions himself.
Gu Yang sat next to Fan Yuan and played with his mobile phone. News about the big tree was all over the Internet. People were very interested in this big tree that suddenly grew lushly and then suddenly turned gray and dead.
Amidst the numerous heated discussions about the big tree, there was another topic, titled "Why do wealthy noblemen spend so much money?" This topic immediately attracted Gu Yang's attention.
Gu Yang clicked on it and was immediately stunned by the content.
There is a photo on the topic that shows flowers of various varieties and different flowering periods blooming together, and some white snow can be seen covering the edge of the photo.
This is exactly the yard of Fan Yuan’s house. This photo was accompanied by a report.
The reporter said that he was fortunate enough to contact the owner of the house and learned that he spent a huge amount of money to please a beauty in his home. He airlifted the freshest flowers from all over the world and put them together just to make the beauty smile.
It can be said that in ancient times, people lit beacons to trick the princes, and nowadays, rich and noble men spend a fortune just to make a beautiful woman smile, but they don’t know how beautiful this beauty is.
Gu Yang opened his mouth slightly and read the report over and over again. When he was taking a bath at night, he seemed to hear Fan Yuan making a phone call. It turned out that he was doing this!
In just a short while, this report has become a hot topic. I believe it will soon be as popular as the big tree.
Gu Yang put down his phone, covered his pounding heart, and secretly glanced at Fan Yuan who was still working seriously on the questions.
He didn't expect that he was just joking, but Fan Yuan would actually do this.
Gu Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and spread out his left palm. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and looked down.
Fan Yuan’s favorability: 27 points.
It has risen again.
Gu Yang clenched his palms and looked up at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan seemed to sense Gu Yang's gaze, stopped writing and glanced over.
Jet-black hair, perfect facial features, deep black eyes, this was the Fan Yuan that he had only liked in books.
Now he stood in front of Fan Yuan, such a good, such a good Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan put down his pen, caught little Gu Yang who suddenly stood up and flew towards him, and rubbed little Gu Yang's back.
"What's wrong?"
Gu Yang rubbed his soft and tender cheeks against Fan Yuan's palms, making his cheeks hot, and Fan Yuan's palms were also hot.
"Fan Yuan."
Gu Yang kept calling Fan Yuan's name. Fan Yuan gently pushed Gu Yang's little head away with his fingertips and touched Gu Yang's warm cheek.
"Why are you being so coquettish?"
Gu Yang immediately held Fan Yuan's fingertips, gently pressed his cheek against them, and called out again.
"Fan Yuan."
Fan Yuan said nothing more. He held Gu Yang in front of him, picked up the pen and continued to do the questions.
Gu Yang leaned obediently on Fan Yuan's arms and settled down to study with him.
Fan Yuan kept writing the questions, but his eyes suddenly turned to his mobile phone, which had turned off the screen. He then retracted his gaze and started studying again with little Gu Yang in his arms.
The world is well connected and exports are everywhere.
The real cage is made by the heart.
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