Cub, daddies want you to be good

Chapter 37

On a summer night in September, the heat on the ground dissipated, and occasionally there was a gust of cool wind blowing from the lake, bringing the distant and refreshing fragrance of flowers.

Fuwan was standing right next to several blooming lilies. In the cold moonlight, the young man's cold white complexion was as delicate as porcelain, reflecting the same bright and clean flowers, giving him a mysterious and melancholy beauty.

He clearly didn't say a word of softness, his peach blossom eyes were as black as ink, and he stared at others condescendingly. He seemed to have nothing to do with words like amiability and softness. It could even be called aloof and arrogant, but he was so beautiful open sight.

Zhu Qinghe couldn't help looking at the Fu Wan, and reached out to touch his nose.

He suddenly understood why this shy boy had the courage to rush over to confess his love. Seeing Fu Wan like this, wouldn't he be dizzy?Moreover, upon closer inspection, the school flower does not seem to be as good-looking as Fuwan?

The gaze from the side was too strong, Fu Wan raised his eyelids, turned his head and glanced coldly.

Zhu Qinghe suddenly woke up like a dream, coughed twice in embarrassment, and handed over the letter.

Fu Wan raised his hand to take it, staring at the shy boy with closed eyes in front of him, without saying a word.

Although this boy looks very gentle and handsome, as shy as a little girl who doesn't know the world, and his face is as red as a shrimp, but his physique... at least 1.8 meters.

It is impossible for this figure to be a woman disguised as a man...Fu Wan was able to look down on him, it was all because the boy was bent over and lowered his head, wishing he could shrink himself into a ball.

The shy 1.8m waited for a long time without waiting for a response, finally opened his eyes quietly, and looked up at Fu Wan.

But he met a pair of unwavering peach blossom eyes, dark, clean and energetic, but also frighteningly cold.

At 1.8 meters, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he asked miserably: "Student Fu Wan, did you consider me for your answer? I mean it, don't keep talking, I will definitely treat you well..."

This speech speed is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

Fu Wan finally frowned, and said impatiently: "You can't punctuate sentences? I don't understand."

"QAQ!" 1.8 meters never expected to get this answer, and instantly froze, feeling his whole heart shattered into slag.

Zhu Qinghe almost died of laughter, the veins on his forehead popped out from holding back, and he had to come out to smooth things over, and kindly reminded: "Student, you talk too fast, you don't even have a punctuation mark... no, you didn't pause at all, Fu Wan Can't understand."

"It's true that you didn't lie to me, but you can understand what I said, why is that?"

There was another series of crackling, Fu Wan glanced at the other party indifferently, feeling that he was not in a good mood and wanted to beat him up.

The modified super race has always shown signs of degenerating and returning to its ancestors in terms of language communication. Fu Wan has been more or less affected in this regard. The specific manifestation is that it usually does not like to talk and refuses to communicate with people too frequently.

Once someone speaks too fast and he is impatient to listen carefully, he will subconsciously block external information.So when Luo Yu talks to him, he deliberately slows down and his voice is very low.

I never expected that there are such Mandarin ghosts in this world, who can't understand a word after speaking so much.

Fu Wan's drooping fingers curled up a few times, remembering Luo Yu's advice, he pursed his lips, reluctantly suppressed the thought of Hammer, and silently blocked the sand sculpture, saying: "You go."

But 1.8 meters didn't know his own lethality, secretly hurt his mind for a while, and then revived with full blood, pinching the corner of his clothes and said coyly: "I won't go, Fu Wan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, but I really like you You think about it again, we can be friends first!"

It's over.Zhu Qinghe couldn't bear to look straight at him and turned his head, hearing the slight crackling sound of fists clenched.This 1.8 meters will not be beaten to death by Fu Wan, right?

However, Fu Wan clenched his hands impatiently, but let go, and did not hit anyone.

He picked up the pink envelope with petals printed on it, flipped through it twice, and after seeing the words "Written to Fu Wan, from Jiang Yi" written on it, he raised his hand and threw the envelope into the other party steadily. Pull out the sweater hat.

Zhu Qinghe; the 1.8-meter-long Jiang Yi: "...Is this accurate?"

"Credits will be deducted when you go back to the dormitory." Fu Wan only said this, then bypassed Jiang Yi and continued to inspect the campus in front.

Zhu Qinghe quickly came back to his senses, patted the poor Yi who was holding the envelope in a daze, and said earnestly: "Brother, go back to sleep quickly, credits will be deducted for staying outside after the curfew."

Jiang Yi looked sad, and said in a low voice, "I'm broken in love and I won't go back to Fu Wan, it's so pretty, I really don't like it, I'm so heartbroken..."

"..." Zhu Qinghe twitched the corners of his mouth and could only say: "Don't be discouraged. Strictly speaking, you are not broken in love, because Fu Wan can't understand you. Next time you want to confess your love, go practice Mandarin first, I can only help you Here we go."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Qinghe didn't stay any longer, and ran after Fu Wan.

Fuwan has already reached the E area, and all the people living here are boys.

Zhu Qinghe peeked at him a few times, and asked: "Fu Wan, did you really not understand?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Wan asked back.

As soon as Zhu Qinghe turned his head, he saw the young man's dark and calm peach blossom eyes, and was momentarily stunned.

He was too busy watching the play just now and didn't pay attention, only now did he realize that the young man beside him was not as cold as he looked on the surface, and his eyes were more of impatience caused by not being able to understand the words... and a trace of obvious At a loss.

Yes, it is at a loss.

Thinking of what Fu Yunmo said before that Fuwan was not good at communication, Zhu Qinghe suddenly felt that such Fuwan was a bit wronged.

What Jiang Xi said was actually very easy to understand, but he was too nervous and spoke terribly fast, and his Mandarin was not standard. Even a contestant like Zhu Qinghe who was close to full marks in the recitation assessment all the year round was a little bit unable to understand, let alone Fu Wan.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qinghe cleared his throat, and said cautiously: "Actually, I should remind you just now, this is not your problem."

Fu Wan glanced at him upon hearing the sound, and asked, "Then tell me, what did Jiang Yi say?"

"..." Zhu Qinghe couldn't speak again.

Jiang Yi is a boy, Fu Wan seems to have no experience in love, what if he starts thinking about Jiang Yi after talking about Fu Wan, what if he falls in love early?

Thinking of the interaction between Luo Yu and Fu Wan under the tree during the day, Zhu Qinghe's scalp tingled, he waved his hands, and said, "Actually, I can't hear you clearly. It probably means that he admires you very much! He wants to be your...roommate , but how could the school let us change dormitories for such a reason, I didn't explain it to him..."

"Oh." Fu Wan understood, nodded, and the irritability in his eyes slowly faded away.

Zhu Qinghe silently apologized to the poor Yun in his heart: "I'm sorry buddy, if Fu Wan falls in love early, instructor Luo will go berserk, for our team, I have to sacrifice you."

The vigil lasted for two hours. Fu Wan and Zhu Qinghe inspected the entire school before returning to the boys' dormitory.

In fact, they simulated the field survival training three days later. If the dormitory is a camping rest place, then they are equivalent to standing guard outside the tent.

Fu Wan stayed there until four o'clock in the morning before returning to the dormitory.

He took a shower and was about to go to bed, but the phone vibrated several times at this moment.

Clicking on it, it was a WeChat message from Luo Yu.

Luo Dingdang: 【It's over?Wash up and go to sleep, don't go back to the dormitory at noon tomorrow, wait for me at the gate of the playground. 】

Fu Wan replied with one word: "Yeah."

The phone vibrated quickly, and it was a voice.

Fu Wan put the mobile phone to his ear, and heard a familiar young male voice, low-pitched, in the thick night, with imperceptible tenderness.

【Behaved very well today, sleep well.Good night, children. 】

【Good night. 】

Fu Wan typed two words and was about to turn off the phone when another message popped up on the notification bar.

Gu Yan:【Is the bowl vigil over yet?Go back to sleep quickly, and ask for leave tomorrow if you are too sleepy, you know? 】

Too tired to ask for leave? ? ?

Fu Wan was silent for a moment, and replied: "Sleeping."

Gu Yan: [Alright, alright, good night, son. 】

This is a voice message.Fu Wan could hear the undisguised hoarseness in the man's voice, although the tone was very gentle.

The sick child still goes to bed so late...

Fu Wan typed without hesitation: "I'm fine, good night. Don't stay up late, you will die early, and rest more when you are old."

These words were really unpleasant, but Gu Yan's eyes lit up on the other end of the phone, and his eyes were extraordinarily gentle.

[Wanwan is so good, Dad is very happy. 】

Happy to be scolded?

"Good night." Fu Wan didn't return, and turned off his phone to sleep.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he seemed to have heard what Luo Yu asked in the car yesterday.

"Why are you so listless when you're not angry? Are you tired?"

Fu Wan didn't know why, probably he didn't want to lose his temper when facing the person who knew him best.

I feel dawn.

As usual at six in the morning, Fu Wan stood in the queue, bowing his head and holding a booklet, reciting "The Book of Songs and Wei Feng".

The students passing by all looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, with subtle expressions.

Chen Yiyan stood behind him and peeked furtively for a while, then turned his head and gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Which bastard is molesting the little beauty? The post bar is blown up! Let me catch him and kill him!"

Fu Yunmo is holding the mobile phone and opening the post bar at the moment, listening to a recording.

The recording was a bit fuzzy, but most of the content could still be heard: "... Fu Wan, I like you, please consider me..."

Chen Yiyan's face turned black, "Stop listening, think of a way to get the bar to delete the post first!"

A few of them checked the posting bar early in the morning, and found a new post on the top. The content in it was that a girl broke the news that she couldn't sleep last night and stayed up late reading novels. Then they heard a boy confessing to Fu Wan outside the dormitory, and they were very excited recorded the sound.

Fu Yunmo touched his chin after listening to the recording, and said, "This voice doesn't sound like someone from our grade. I remember that among the freshmen this year, there is no one who speaks so poorly in Mandarin."

"Then he's still a senior, hehe." Chen Yiyan sneered, then came to his senses and asked, "It was Zhu Qinghe who watched the night with the little beauty last night. Why isn't he in the recording?"

"This is the strange thing." Fu Yunmo looked at Zhu Qinghe who was not far away, and said: "This recording only has what the boy said, whether Fuwan agreed later, and Zhu Qinghe's reaction, nothing at all."

"It's impossible for the person who posted the post to only record the front and ignore the back. Either she had a problem and didn't record it after listening to it, or...she cut the back on purpose, maybe..."

In the middle of Fu Yunmo's speech, Gao Xuming suddenly pulled his clothes.

He hurriedly turned his head, and saw Fu Xingzhi striding over with a serious face.

Fu Xingzhi only glanced at them, then looked away, walked straight to Fu Wan, and said lightly: "Fu Wan, the teacher has something to tell you, so go out first."

Fu Wan stopped flipping through the book, raised his head and glanced at the cold-looking young man, rolled up the booklet, squeezed it in his hand, and walked out of the queue.

The two left the playground one after the other, and the students immediately talked about it.

In the morning, it was revealed that a man had confessed his love to Fu Wan. Now Fu Xingzhi, who is known for his strictness, called Fu Wan away. If there is no connection between these two things, no one really believes it.

"Teacher Fu looks so indifferent, Fu Wan won't be punished?" Yao Ningning looked worried.

Zhu Qinghe also frowned upon hearing this.

However, after the strict teacher Fu called Fu Wan to the office, the first thing he did was not "invoke the teacher" or "ideological education", but softened his face and said carefully: "The teacher has heard about what happened last night. Have you been scared? Don't be afraid, just tell me who that person is, and the teacher will help you deal with it."

Fu Wan: "?"