Fu Yunsheng gave a light smile, lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his hand.

He raised his other hand and slowly covered the wound. His smile looked ironic. "Yes, it's sensible."

Xie Yu realizes that he can't talk about it any more. Fu Yunsheng doesn't seem to like it.

He doesn't like the flowers that grow on him.

He hated them.

Xie Yu calmed down. He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. His fingers were white and slender, very smooth, and there was no scar on them.

And Fu Yunsheng's hand...

although Fu Yunsheng has covered the injury on his hand, Xie Yu can still think of its shocking appearance just now.

He closed his eyes and was thinking about what he was going to say to ease the atmosphere when his stomach suddenly gave a gurgle.

Fu Yunsheng looked over.

Xie Yu pursed her lips, some embarrassed, but also some righteous, "do you know what to eat? I'm so hungry. "

Fu Yunsheng's voice was calm: "No."

Xie Yu's eyes widened, some boasted, "no, really nothing?"

"But I'm really hungry."

He spoke in a small voice, with a bit of grievance.

Fu Yunsheng didn't know how, so he stood up and said in a low voice, "wait here."

Then he went out with his feet raised.

Xie Yu sat at the table staring, turned his head to look at his back, and yelled, "where are you going at this time? You come back!"

Fu Yunsheng, who had already reached the door, turned his head. His eyes were deep and calm, like a deep ancient well.

Although he didn't speak, Xie Yu understood what he meant. He was asking why.

Xie Yu stretched out his hands and lay prone on the table. He looked at him askew and said, "at this time... When you are blooming, your body will be weaker than usual. It's already dark. Don't go out."

Boys should learn to protect themselves.

Fu Yunsheng's eyes were strange.

[Ding - Fu Yunsheng's good feeling + 5, the current total favoritism is 25.]

Xie Yu stopped looking at his breathtaking face under the light and shadow. He looked at the wood grain on the table in a bored way, and said casually, "Yunze mountain sees so many people who are not pleased with you. What should you do if you go out at this time and be plotted by others?"

Fu Yunsheng stood at the door and did not speak.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Yu couldn't help turning his head and began to tease him. He stared at him and joked, "I said I was hungry, so you go out and look for food for me?"

"I don't want to see what time it is. I just like me so much."

Fu Yunsheng's face was calm. He came in again and sat down beside Xie Yu. He held out his hand and took the teapot. He slowly poured a cup of tea and took a sip. He said, "then you go back to eat."

Xie Yu looked at him with his face in his hands. He blinked his eyes and asked expectantly, "can I come tomorrow?"

Fu Yunsheng was holding the cup. The tea in the cup was rippling. His thin lips were pursed into a straight line. After a quiet moment, he said, "you disappeared for two days. Your master is very angry."

Xie Yu picked a eyebrow, "angry?"

Fu Yunsheng: "well."

Xie Yu chuckled, "I lost him. What's angry with him? Shouldn't you worry about me and let people find me soon?"

Fu Yunsheng put down his tea cup and thought about the reaction of Xie Yu's master. He gently frowned, "he didn't have it."

Xie Yu's master just asked him where he was. If he couldn't ask, he put down a cruel word, saying that he loved to go, and it didn't matter if he died.