Han Yu

Chapter 77 Love Chapter

After a fight, Han Fang was defeated.

Qiao Yu's words silenced him.

"How do you know if your underwear is on backwards?"

Han Fang: "..."

He was speechless again.

"What kind of underwear do you want to wear today, triangle or boxer?"

Han Fang endured it and said, "...the ones with four corners."

Qiao Yu suddenly said, "That's great."

Han Fang's curious heart was hooked slightly.

"You've said a word to me again today."

"..." Han Su said slowly, "Are you sick?"

He suddenly wanted to feed Qiao Yu glucose for no reason.

Qiao Yu was surprisingly peaceful today and didn't touch Han.

Just kidding, Han Fang is so skinny that it's too late for him to feel distressed, so he doesn't want to continue to squeeze others, at least he has to take care of his body first.

Han Fang didn't know that Qiao Yu was ready to give him Shiquan Dabu Tang, but he just felt that the bath made him feel comfortable, and he didn't feel so refreshed in a long time.

Han Fang suddenly felt that he had lived his life again.

Qiao Yu took his hand, and gently and carefully brought him to the bed. Han Fang's face was flushed with the flush from the bath, which made Qiao Yu's heart itch.

"I want to watch TV."

Han Fang leaned against the head of the bed, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, but obediently got up and turned on the TV, pinched the remote control and asked in a serious manner, "What do you want to watch?"

As soon as Han Fang stretched out his hand, he handed over the remote control and pressed it down with the touch of his hand.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Qiao Yu thought about it and said, "The sound is muted."

Han Fang threw the remote control blankly.

After a while, there seemed to be some noise, Qiao Yu sat down from his bed, stretched out his hand to caress his cheek in a comforting sense, his eyes were doting and helpless, Han Fang didn't avoid it.

"Let me tell you a story."

Qiao Yu reluctantly withdrew his hand, Han Fang could hear the sound of pages turning, and Qiao Yu's voice followed immediately, "Do you want to hear Snow White or the Frog Prince?"

"...You got the One Thousand and One Nights?"

"It's a Grimm's fairy tale."

"...Do you think I am three years old?"

"I also brought you some discs to cheer you up."

"Teletubbies?"

Qiao Yu was silent and said: "SpongeBob SquarePants."

Han Fang didn't speak.

He felt his head hurt a little.

Qiao Yu explained solemnly: "The doctor said that it's best to instill some light and joyful things in you, so that you can relax easily..."

"You read it."

Qiao Yu paused for a moment when his words were interrupted, feeling a little unbelievable.

Han Fang gave up on himself and said, "Anyway, I can't do anything now."

Qiao Yu squeezed the book tightly, feeling distressed and pityed, but also secretly greedy.

Now, let the man go on like this and have to depend on him.

Let him selfishly get him like this.

Conflicts and struggles can't match the joy of indulgence in his heart. He hopes that Han Fang will be like this and can only rely on him. If the latter doesn't hold him tightly, he will automatically send him to the door to be relied on by the other party, as if he is getting more and more entangled. Tight vines, if he can't entangle Han Fang's heart, the person who entangles him is also good.

This idea is like a demon, and it takes root in the bottom of my heart, bitter and sweet.

"I will always be with you."

He said.

"Whatever you want to do, I'm here."

This person was right in front of his eyes, and he could finally grasp his twisted delusions within reach.

Han Fang listened quietly.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and it was easy for him to fall into panic, so he grabbed the quilt without any trace to drive away the restlessness in his heart.

He asked softly, "Why?"

In fact, Han Fang wondered why Qiao Yu liked him a long time ago. According to his old man, he is completely useless. Those who like him are definitely blind, and those who like him are definitely because they have done too many wicked things in their previous life.

"There's no reason." Qiao Yu put his hand on his heart, knowing that the people in front of him couldn't see him but still said sincerely, "It's just that one day when I think of you, my heart beats, so I just like it."

Han Fang said coldly: "Then suddenly one day I don't dance, so I don't like it."

With a chuckle in his ear, Qiao Yu smiled and said warmly: "If I don't dance, then I'm dead."

So lingering and pathos, until death.

Han Fang fell silent.

Qiao Yu's eyes were fixed on him, from the tips of her hair to her fingertips, her brows and eyes remained the same as before, only paler, and even the color was lighter.

"Qiao Yu, I'm not a good person."

In the end, Han Fang just said that sentence.

He is very clear about his own nature, and whoever praises him sincerely will have to wait to be trampled under his feet sooner or later.

He only cherishes it when he likes it.

"It just so happens that I'm not a good person either."

Qiao Yu said calmly.

Even if the person in front of him has gone to the ends of the earth, he will dig out this person with all his heart.

Han Fang remained silent.

He found that what Qiao Yu said before was true.

"Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows, and the person in front of him said slowly, "I'm hungry."

"..."

The topic suddenly turned off unexpectedly.

Qiao Yu got up and called for supper, calling for a bowl of fresh millet porridge.

Han Fang couldn't bear it anymore.

"Whatever you tell me to eat, I'll be done as soon as I urinate."

Qiao Yu thought about it and changed to eight-treasure porridge.

Han Fang: "..."

Qiao Yu said: "The eight-treasure porridge should be thicker, it will endure hunger."

Han Fang calmly said, "I won't listen to your explanation, so get out."

Qiao Yu nodded, "Yes, I will hold you in my arms and roll you into my heart."

Such a brazen confession caught Han Fang off guard and made him quiet again speechless.

"I can wait for you to like me." Qiao Yu seemed to be talking about something unimportant, and his tone was indifferent, but only he knew that he was trying so hard to engrave the trace of this person in his heart.

"It can be for a long time, or it can be for a lifetime."

"Or wait until my heart suddenly stops beating for a day."

"You can watch me wait, or you don't need to respond, but I just ask you not to run away or leave."

"I……"

"Hello, sir, to interrupt your confession, the eight-treasure porridge you ordered has arrived, can you come over and pay for it?"

Qiao Yu: "..."

it is good.

well.

He slowly turned around and looked at the food delivery staff at the door, "Why did you come so fast?"

The delivery boy grinned his teeth, "Because we are a fast food restaurant."

"..."

Very well, he wants to kill someone.

The eight-treasure porridge was put on the table to dry for a while.

Qiao Yu took advantage of this time to go out and make a phone call.

"Young Master Qiao, what's your order?"

Qiao Yu said slowly: "It's getting cold, let the Scud fast food restaurant go bankrupt."

By the way, he smoked a cigarette in a slightly annoyed mood outside.

When he went back, as soon as his right foot stepped on the threshold, the person on the bed suddenly said, "Stop."

"?"

"It's getting cold."

Qiao Yu's heart also turned cold.

"The smell of smoke on your body is still very strong."

Qiao Yu admitted his mistake decisively, saying that he would never dare again, then stepped into the door with his left foot, and fed Han Fang porridge. Some wondered whether Qiao Yu would eat other people's leftovers, "Are you not full tonight?"

Qiao Yu said honestly, "No, because you used this spoon."

"..."

How could he waste the opportunity to kiss indirectly.

Shameful waste.

It was dark at night. Although Han Fang slept in the afternoon, he was still a little tired and sleepy. He was about to go to sleep, but found that Qiao Yu was also trying to get into his bed. Since his eyes could no longer look coldly, he could only speak He said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

I want to fuck you.

Qiao Yu couldn't say these words for the time being, but he still genuinely expressed his concerns, "What if you wake up at night, what if there is something else..."

He paused and said, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

It is good for the ward to be more expensive, at least the floor can be big and the sofa can sleep on.

"No need." Those two words were so light that even Qiao Yu felt like he was floating on the clouds.

Han Fang's dark eyes could not express any emotion, his pale eyebrows were somewhat covered by fine hair, the gauze on the forehead was a bit harsh, and in contrast to his pale face was his red and bright thin lips, which looked a bit Contrasted with the strange, at this moment the tone is also light and said: "You come up."

Qiao Yu's heart fluctuated violently, a little excited and hard to calm down, looking at Han Fang's eyes softly shining like stars.

If Han Fang is a star hanging in the night sky, then Qiao Yu is the dark night sky, but there is only one star in his eyes.

"Are you...are you willing to like me?"

Willing to try to accept him.

"If you're dreaming, I'll kick you down."

Qiao Yu immediately went to bed numbly, stretched out her hand and naturally hugged Han Fang in her arms.

"We sleep."

"……Um."

"Good night."

"..."

"Can you..."

"Where are so many words? Huh?"

Qiao Yu shut up and kissed Han Fang.

the latter:"!"

Qiao Yu said that what is not allowed to be said can only be used.

"It's a goodnight kiss."

Han Fang's tone was uncertain: "Next time you dare to slobber me, believe it or not, I will kick you into the river."

So they finally fell asleep.

Qiao Yu also settled down.

When Han Fang turned around in a daze, he realized that Qiao Yu was quite energetic. Feeling the burning gaze on his face, he asked in a low voice, "Are you still asleep?"

"You go to sleep, I will go to your dream to fight mosquitoes for a while."

Han Fang fell asleep with a complicated mood that even he didn't know what it was. The eyes of the latter staring at him with the moonlight were so affectionate.

when you can't see.

You won't know how much I like you.

Even if I want to kiss the corner of your lips, I am afraid of disturbing your sweet dreams.

Since he could no longer perceive the shadow area of ​​the outside sun, Han Fang had a good sleep, not knowing what eve it was. When he opened his eyes, a kiss was printed on the corner of his lips.

he:"……"

Qiao Yu's eyes curved into a crescent with joy, "I don't have any saliva this time."

He did kiss her very carefully.

Han Fang paused, and reached out his hand to wipe away the faint touch and traces, "I despise you."

Qiao Yu ignored it, "I'll help you to the toilet."

When Han Fang came out of the toilet, he smelled a scent that had been ignored before, the faint scent of milk.

Han Fang grabbed Qiao Yu's hand with his backhand, and the latter's soul was trembling because of his sudden initiative, but the other party's voice was obviously trembling slightly, "Breakfast is finally not porridge, is it?"

"...Yes." Qiao Yu then added, "And we're going to have lunch."

"Oh."

Why was Qiao Yu able to catch him opening his eyes so accurately.

Qiao Yu said that he moved all the company's documents here to deal with, and when he was tired, he would look up at Han Fang to clean his eyeballs. There is nothing more beautiful than this in life.

You can see Han Fang anytime, anywhere as soon as you open your eyes.

What a happy thing.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see his lover lying on the pillow and sleeping soundly.

The relationship between Han Fang and Qiao Yu began to gradually become harmonious, at least not like before when Qiao Yu was ignored at the first sight of a disagreement, and he completely regarded each other as a background board, and now he would sneer at any disagreement.

There is really progress.

Just finished eating, the sun is so beautiful.

Qiao Yu suggested going out for a walk.

"Don't be afraid, I will hold you."

He can lead this person for the rest of his life, be his eyes for the rest of his life, and walk the thorny road for him first.

Then everyone found that the mode of getting along between them began to change.

Qiao Yu folded a newspaper in his pocket, and read a few news pieces to Han Fang anytime and anywhere.

The patient walking outside looked at a man carefully supporting a young man, as if he was tired from walking. The man helped the young man to sit on the bench. Han Fang could not feel the sunshine in front of his eyes, but could feel the warmth of the sun on his body. , Qiao Yu sat down next to him, and when the breeze blew by, Han Fang could smell the faint fragrance of flowers coming from nowhere.

"Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu took out a newspaper from his pocket, shook it three times, and read.

When someone passed by, they would look at this strange pair curiously. The man read the words from the newspaper to the young man with a gentle expression and a gentle tone.

"Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu stopped talking.

He turned his head to look at this person's side face, which was as beautiful as a dream under the sun, and said softly at this moment: "The weather is fine today."

"Correct."

"I want to fly a kite."

"it is good."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

There is no small theater today, wash and sleep.

[Thanks to the little angels, let me have unshakable hot strips to eat every day, I love you, Momoza]

【The author has something to say】

I think my writing is so scumbag but you are still reading it, it’s not for any other reason, it’s because of my true love!

Ah, the author's heart has won, and he will continue to make four thousand a day in the future.

Please continue to love me carelessly.

(Don't stop me, I'm going to be narcissistic now)