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"How could General Wu have this?"

Fang Chuan stared at the photos on his phone, his whole body stiffening. He slowly turned his head to look at Huang Fuda.

"I... have a copy on my phone." Fang Chuan's eyes flickered. "She checked my phone."

There was no sound of anything else. Fang Chuan looked at Huang Fuda's calm face and felt a sense of despair. He wanted to take Huang Fuda's hand, but he didn't dare.

"I, I, I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to show it to anyone. I just, occasionally when I miss you, I would look at it. The video was hidden deep in my phone. I don't know how she found it."

Fang Chuan tentatively touched Huang Fuda's hand with his fingertips, then had it held in his palm. Huang Fuda's palm was hot, and Fang Chuan instantly felt wronged and rushed over to hug his boss.

"I really didn't mean to. How could I bear to show it to others? Boss, you have to believe me."

Huang Fuda's gaze drifted far away. "I believe you, but what do we do now?"

"...I'm going back, wait for me."

Fang Chuan raised his head.

"Come back to my apartment with me first."

The poplars along the roadside had all turned yellow, autumn leaves drifting overhead and falling to the ground. Huang Fuda stood by the car, waiting for Fang Chuan to come down from the apartment. His gaze swept aimlessly, from the leaves on the ground to the trees at the entrance of the building, to the building door, then slowly climbing up the building, finally settling on the blue of the autumn sky.

Fang Chuan ran out of the building, and Huang Fuda looked at him, snapping out of his daze. The young man was still wearing his own clothes, which were very loose; they should buy him some clothes to hang at home.

The young man stopped in front of him, knelt on one knee, took out a small jewelry box wrapped in velvet, opened it, and inside were two rings.

"Huang Fuda, I like you, let's be together."

Huang Fuda's trench coat billowed in the wind, and fallen leaves swirled around their feet, rustling softly.

"good."

Two hands clasped together, both wearing rings. Huang Fuda looked at his hands again and asked, "When did you buy them?"

"A long time ago."

Fang Chuan paused for a moment, then said, "But you didn't like it before."

Huang Fuda didn't say anything, he just patted his head.

“There are still three hours left, and we haven’t even had a date yet.” Fang Chuan looked at him expectantly.

Where do you want to go?

“They, um… I see my other classmates taking walks in the woods at school. Since your leg isn’t working well, let’s go sit for a while.”

Fang Chuan looked at him nervously, "It's okay if you don't want to go, where do you want to go?"

"I haven't been to school in a long time, let's go for a walk."

The car drove into the school and parked in the parking area next to the woods.

There weren't many people at the school at this time; some were in class, some were sleeping, and few people were moving around. However, the two were so conspicuous that they still attracted a lot of attention.

“They say you look like a Hong Kong or Taiwanese star,” Fang Chuan tightened his grip on his arm. “Back in your school days, you must have had quite a few suitors, why didn’t you date one?”

Huang Fuda chuckled twice. "Why don't you talk about it?"

"I don't want to talk about it, it's pointless. Besides, they're all women."

Huang Fuda raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Not a single man?"

"...There are some, but they're not good-looking."

"If they weren't good-looking, why would someone collect so many leather shoes? If they were good-looking, that would be incredible."

Fang Chuan was speechless, then looked up at him quietly, "I was under too much pressure back then. It won't happen again."

"Why don't they get a divorce?"

"...Part of my father's research results were sold to Tiancheng for commercialization. Because we are husband and wife, it is easier to transfer money, so it is mutually beneficial."

Huang Fuda grasped Fang Chuan's hand and squeezed it gently, saying, "That's all in the past, don't dwell on it. They are them, and you are you."

"If only I had met you ten years earlier," Fang Chuan smiled brightly, then began to urge, "Why don't you start dating?"

"I don't have time to think about those things."

Fang Chuan stared at him and asked, "Isn't there someone who's particularly attractive to you and confesses their feelings to you?"

"have."

Fang Chuan said sarcastically, "Then why don't you stay together? That would be so much better."

"Aren't we together now?"

“…”

Fang Chuan picked the person up in his arms and started spinning them around.

"There are so many people, brat, put me down." Huang Fuda's hair fell loose in front of his eyes, revealing a pair of sharp and gleaming eyes.

Fang Chuan carried Huang Fuda around twice before putting him down. As soon as he stood still, he was tapped on the head.

He affectionately supported his boss, Mr. Huang, and said with a smile, "Boss, why are you talking so sweetly now?"

Huang Fuda chuckled and reached out to rub the spot where he had just tapped.

Walking into the woods along the stone path, and then through the path to the lake, we saw, "This is our school's Lover's Lake; everyone who comes to the lake is a couple."

The two found a bench by the lake and sat down, watching the leaves drift into the water and accumulate along the shore.

Their hands had somehow become clasped together. Fang Chuan's heart pounded. "Boss, if I don't come back for a long time, will you wait for me?"

"Will you keep me waiting a long time?"

"I'm just scared, scared that I won't be able to get out if I go back." Fang Chuan's palms started to sweat. "How about we don't go back and we go together?"

The people around him didn't speak; they remained silent.

Fang Chuan waited for a long time without receiving a reply before lowering his eyes and saying, "It's 5 o'clock, let's go."

The two remained silent the entire way, and the car was parked under the outer wall of the villa area.

"Let the driver pick you up, I'm leaving," Fang Chuan unbuckled his seatbelt, took Huang Fuda's ringed hand, and kissed it. "Remember to think of me."

Huang Fuda stayed in the car until it was completely dark. He opened the window and let the car fill with the smell of smoke. He stroked the ring on his hand, closed his eyes, and tried to clear his mind, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the courtyard wall.

Fang Chuan, inside the courtyard wall, knelt on the ground with his head down.

Mr. and Mrs. Fang, along with Teacher Bai, were sitting on the sofa.

"Xiao Chuan, was the video taken voluntarily, or did you force him?" Fang's mother asked.

"I forced it."

Fang's mother walked up to Fang Chuan, raised her hand, and slapped him hard across the face. Then she glanced back at Fang's father, who, seeing this, gently patted Bai Zhi's back and told her to go upstairs and check on the two children.

Bai Zhi obediently walked to the stairs, her white skirt drooping on the steps, gradually disappearing into the heavy door upstairs.

After Bai Zhi closed the door, Fang's mother continued, "Fang Chuan, so from beginning to end, you forced him into this relationship?"

Fang Chuan quickly raised his head, "It's not like that anymore. He likes me too, and we're together now."

Another slap landed on Fang Chuan's face.

"Fang Chuan, have you no shame? How could you do such a thing? Do you have to be like your father?!"

Fang Chuan opened his mouth but couldn't speak. He looked at his father on the sofa, and his father just looked at him too.

“I liked him, and I did nothing wrong. We're together now, and the video has never been leaked. I did nothing wrong.”

"It didn't leak out? How did Bao Rongxiang know that?"

"How did Bao Rongxiang know?" Fang Chuan was shocked, then the doubt in his eyes slowly turned into understanding. "Did he tell you that I had Huang Fuda's private photos on my phone, and you went to look at them, which is how you found the video?"

Seeing that Fang's mother did not deny it, Fang Chuan's eyes turned fierce. He shouted wildly, "Why doesn't Bao Rongxiang go out and get hit by a car? Every time I'm doing well, he has to come out and cause trouble. He should die right now, die immediately!!"

Fang's mother slowly backed away, moved to the sofa, and sat down.

"Xiao Chuan, you're sick."

"I'm not sick, what's wrong with me?" Fang Chuan's hands trembled, his mind filled with thoughts of Bao Rongxiang, his boss Huang, and now he was even coming to my house to gossip.

He hated it to death.

Fang's mother sat down and calmed down, picked up her coffee and took a sip before saying, "I can't have a gay son, I can't have a son who is a criminal, and I certainly don't want a son who is a murderer in the future."

"I know a mental health center; you should go there for some treatment."

"...Where, for how long, and what kind of treatment?"

"We'll continue to treat you until you become a normal person." Fang's mother turned to look at Fang's father. "We'll go and arrange for him to take a leave of absence from school tomorrow."

Fang Chuan shouted, "I'm not going! I'm not sick!"

Mr. Fang looked at Fang Chuan, then at his wife, and said calmly, "It's nothing serious. There's no need for him to drop out of school. He's still young. It's normal for him to pursue someone he likes. Once the novelty wears off, he'll be fine."

Fang's mother mocked, "Fang Xingzhou, you really are shameless as ever, just like you've been for decades."

"I'm not sick! I said I'm not sick!!"

Mr. Fang sighed and said to Mrs. Fang, "Look, you're making a scene again. We've been together for so many years, don't always talk so harshly."

“He’s graduating soon, so there’s no need for him to take a break from school. It’s just a few months of novelty, it won’t interfere with anything. If you really can’t stand it, send him to the mental health center. I’ll have someone else handle his graduation.”

Fang Chuan stood up, walked up to them, and shouted angrily, "I told you I'm not sick! I'm not going! I! Won't! Go!!"

Snap!

Fang's father's face darkened, and he slapped Fang Chuan across the face, causing blood to flow from Fang Chuan's mouth and nose.

"You don't know what's important. You're just playing around. What kind of grown man is this, getting all lovey-dovey? Aren't you ashamed?"

Mr. Fang raised his chin again, no longer speaking up for Fang Chuan, and said to Mrs. Fang, "When will you send him away?"

"Let's go now."

Fang Chuan was tied up with his hands and feet stuffed into the car, and his mouth was also gagged.

As the car drove out of the gate, Fang Chuan saw the familiar car under the courtyard wall through the glass. His boss, Mr. Huang, was still there, sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, his hand resting on the window. He didn't know if he was asleep or just tired.

Fang Chuan banged his head against the car window, trying to get out. His bodyguards held him down until Huang Fuda was out of sight, at which point he calmed down.

A taxi stopped next to Huang Fuda's car. Xiao Zhang got out of the car and sat in the driver's seat. Huang Fuda only turned his head to look at him once, and then closed his eyes again.

"Brother Da, where are we going back to?"

Huang Fuda remained silent.

"...How about we go see Director Yang?"

"good."

The car stopped in front of the police station. Xiao Zhang got out to ask, and Huang Fuda was sitting in the car.

In the alley across the street, two people were pulling and tugging at each other. One of them looked familiar, and the other seemed to have a limp. After a moment, the limping person disappeared into the depths of the alley, while the other person walked out of the alley. The streetlights illuminated the man; it was Captain Wang.

Huang Fuda rolled down the car window and greeted Captain Wang from a distance as he approached.

"Brother Wang."

"Oh, you're here. Master isn't here today, you've come for nothing." Captain Wang walked to the car.

"I just heard it from Xiao Zhang," Huang Fuda said. "Is Uncle Yang still in a meeting in the province?"

"I'm back now. Today I went to the doctor... to a friend's house."

Huang Fuda laughed and said, "Brother Wang, why are you still hiding this from me? Xiao Zhang just asked if you went to the hospital."

Captain Wang was shocked. "Who was the one who said that?"

"Nobody said anything, I'm just guessing." Huang Fuda put his hand on the car door and was about to get out, but was stopped by Captain Wang.

"Your leg is injured, so don't bother. Just sit inside."

"Why did he go to the hospital again?"

"On my way home, I ran into three minors who asked for money, and I was stabbed twice." Captain Wang held the car door. "It's nothing serious. My boss told me to keep it a secret. Nobody else in the bureau knows."

Team Leader Wang told Huang Fuda the address and then chatted for a few more minutes.

"Brother Wang, I thought there were two people fighting on the other side of the street, but when I looked, it was you."

"Sigh, he's disabled. He asked me to donate money, and if I didn't donate enough, he wouldn't let me leave. I pulled my coat down, and when he saw my police uniform, he left immediately."

Captain Wang chuckled and continued, "Don't tell anyone, it would be a disgrace to us police officers."

Huang Fuda smiled and promised not to say anything. Then he said goodbye to Captain Wang and asked Xiao Zhang to take him to find Director Yang.

When Director Yang saw him arrive, he started yelling.

"Who said that? That brat Xiao Wang can't keep his mouth shut. We'll dock his bonus when we get back."

Huang Fuda sat on the edge of the bed and directly pulled back the blanket covering Director Yang, revealing a knife wound on his stomach and chest.

“The three children were left unattended at home, which is why they acted impulsively. They didn’t have any bad intentions and have already been sent to a juvenile detention center.”

Seeing that Huang Fuda was still silent with a sullen face, Director Yang continued, "Don't look so mournful in front of my bedside, I'm not dead yet."

"Uncle Yang, stop doing this."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why are you the only one being targeted? You've offended too many people over the years. You should stop now. I was hoping to take you out for a stroll."

Director Yang smiled and said, "It'll be soon, just a few years. I have to wait until I can collect my pension. Your hotel is up and down, you can't rely on it."

Huang Fuda was deflated. He looked around the ward and asked, "Is it just me?"

"There are guards in the corridor, so it's fine."

Director Yang looked at the ring on Huang Fuda's hand and slowly asked, "Kid, I heard you've got a girlfriend."

"Yes, we're in talks."

"Is it a boy?"

"yes."

"When you have time, you can bring it to me so I can take a look."

Huang Fuda twirled the ring on his hand and asked, "Didn't you always want me to find a woman and have children? One isn't enough, you need two. You said you wanted to keep one for you to play with."

Director Yang waved his hand, "You should be grateful that you have someone by your side."

Huang Fuda smiled and looked out the window.

"He's been busy lately. I'll introduce him to you once he's done."

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