The Star Around The Sun

Chapter 21

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Yu Haiyang first reached out and turned off the light in the grocery store, and chased to the front of the stairs to stop and get further away, "I'll come."

"No," Fang Jianyuan insisted inexplicably, and he walked up the stairs with the fan in his arms.

Yu Haiyang stretched out his arms and embraced him behind him, grabbed the fan, and prevented Fang Jianyuan from continuing to go upstairs.

Fang Jianyuan struggled. He hugged the fan firmly and refused to let go. During the struggle, the fan hit the metal handrail of the stairs and made a loud noise.

He was startled, all movements stopped, and Yu Haiyang released him.

After a while, the sound of opening the door came from upstairs, and Fang Jianyuan's mother asked loudly from the second floor, "What are you doing?"

Fang Jianyuan raised his head nervously and replied, "It's nothing, the fan in my room is broken. I want to move the fan downstairs upstairs."

Mom said, "Be careful!" and the sound of the door closing.

Fang Jianyuan breathed a sigh of relief, then did not speak, and continued to walk upstairs with the fan in his arms.

Yu Haiyang just followed behind him.

Walking to the corner of the stairs between the first and second floors, Fang Jianyuan felt that this posture was too tiring, so he put down the fan and wanted to carry it up in a different posture.

As soon as the fan was put on the ground, Yu Haiyang hugged him from behind.

Fang Jianyuan struggled in panic.

"Shh-" Yu Haiyang made a sound from above his head, put one arm around his waist and picked him up in the air, gently covered his mouth with the other, and said, "Don't disturb your mother."

Then, Fang Jianyuan was placed by Yu Haiyang on the window sill and sat down. He didn't struggle any more, just panted slightly, letting Yu Haiyang press both hands on the window sill and imprison him in the middle with his arms.

Yu Haiyang bent down, leaned in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Fang Jianyuan smelled the smell of alcohol on Yu Haiyang's body, he stepped back and almost pressed against the glass, turning his face away from Yu Haiyang.

Yu Haiyang turned his head and wanted to meet his eyes, "Why are you mad at me?" He obviously didn't do anything.

Fang Jianyuan did not answer, this question has no answer at all. Yu Haiyang didn't do anything wrong, it was just that he was flustered and escaped unconsciously.

"I'm sorry," Yu Haiyang said close to his ear.

Fang Jianyuan lowered his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was as sticky as the summer air, "You didn't forgive me."

"No," Yu Haiyang suddenly grabbed Fang Jianyuan's hand and pressed it hard on his chest.

Yu Haiyang's chest was warm and sweaty, and Fang Jianyuan could clearly feel that Yu Haiyang was drunk.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Haiyang said again: "It's all my fault that my baby is angry."

Fang Jianyuan's breathing stagnated for a while, and even seemed to have a slight tinnitus, he looked at Yu Haiyang at a loss.

Yu Haiyang looked at him tenderly, and through the light coming in from the window, Fang Jianyuan's forehead and nose were covered in sweat. Then Yu Haiyang took out the tissue wet with his sweat from his trouser pocket, carefully helped Fang Jianyuan wipe the sweat off his face, and said at the same time, "Go back later and take a shower, don't get angry with my brother. "

Fang Jianyuan turned his head awkwardly, "Who is brother? Shameless."

Yu Haiyang smiled, "Don't be angry with your uncle."

Fang Jianyuan's fair skin revealed a touch of red.

Yu Haiyang stuffed the tissue that had wiped his sweat into his trouser pocket, turned around and picked up the floor fan and walked upstairs directly.

Fang Jianyuan sat on the windowsill for a while before jumping down and following him upstairs.

Yu Haiyang carried the fan into the room for him and put it down, then squatted on the ground and inserted the plug into the power socket on the wall, reaching out and turning on the fan.

The fan blade began to rotate at once, and Fang Jianyuan, who was standing beside the door, also felt the cool breeze.

Yu Haiyang dragged the broken electric fan to the corner again and said, "Tomorrow I will help you to see if it can be repaired. It's too late today and it will make your mother sleep."

Fang Jianyuan gave a soft "um".

Yu Haiyang walked over to him, raised his hand to the edge of his cheek, and rubbed his ear with his fingers, "Tell me if you are not happy, don't be sullen."

Fang Jianyuan muttered: "I don't."

Yu Haiyang's fingers lingered in his ear reluctantly, and after a while he released his hand and said, "Good night."

Fang Jianyuan turned sideways and watched Yu Haiyang walk out of the room door from his side.