Chapter 118
The bookstore is bustling with people.
Fu Yan did not continue to disturb Sheng Xiaoxing's work. He sat down in the rest area of the bookstore, picked up a book and read it, waiting for Duoduo to finish his work.
Sheng Xiaoxing glanced over from time to time.
"Hey, Xiao Xing, is that man your friend?" The clerk Zhao Yang was organizing the stationery area with Sheng Xiao Xing. "I see he won't be leaving for a while. I'm going to order food later. Do you want me to order one for your friend as well?"
"Not a friend," Sheng Xiaoxing glanced at Fu Yan again and thought to himself, this guy only treats me as a dog.
I don't want to be friends with people who treat me like a dog.
"Oh, I see. He helped you organize the bookshelves and bought so many books for you to take care of the store's business. I thought you two were friends."
Sheng Xiaoxing didn't say anything.
"Then I'll order two meals." said Zhao Yang.
Sheng Xiaoxing pursed his lips even tighter, and began to struggle fiercely in his heart. When Zhao Yang was about to order food, he finally broke the invisible seal on his lips and said, "Order for him. His portion is mine and I'll pay for it."
"You still say we are not friends, why are you so stubborn?" Zhao Yang teased.
Half an hour later, three fast food meals were delivered.
Zhao Yang took his own portion first, and then handed the extra portion to Sheng Xiaoxing: "It's for your friend, give it to him."
Sheng Xiaoxing felt awkward delivering food to Fu Yan in person.
He thought that he and Fu Yan were not very familiar with each other and they did not have a strong friendship. Moreover, just a moment ago he had asked Fu Yan in a rude tone to go away and not get close to him, but now he took the initiative to offer him dinner, which was too embarrassing.
To send or not to send?
After hesitating for a while, he took out his cell phone to send a message.
Paw Patrol Group.
Sheng Xiaoxing: Fu Yan is in the bookstore where I work part-time.
The three friends immediately bubbled up.
Jiang Ling: Did he make things difficult for you?
Sheng Xiaoxing: No.
Song Xingqi: Xiao Xing! Don't be impulsive. If you fight with him, it will affect your part-time job. When you are done with your work, you can talk it out.
Qiu Zijie: Did he do anything?
Sheng Xiaoxing: I bought some books and then sat there reading.
Qiu Zijie: Nothing else?
Sheng Xiaoxing: I accidentally bought an extra meal.
The three friends got the point at the same time. Xiao Xing didn't come to chat, but to ask for help. On the surface, he ordered an extra meal and couldn't handle it, but in fact, he was asking them whether they should send this meal to Fu Yan.
And they all knew that Xiao Xing actually had his own ideas in mind, but he just felt awkward.
Qiu Zijie: It would be a waste if you ordered too much and couldn’t finish it, so give it to Fu Yan.
Song Xingqi: I think so too. It is shameful to waste food!
Jiang Ling: We have all received nine years of compulsory education. We won’t do anything to waste food. Let’s just think of it as Fu Yan getting a good deal and give it to him.
Sheng Xiaoxing: Okay.
With more steps, Sheng Xiaoxing felt less burdened. He handed the lunch box to Fu Yan and said, "You can eat the extra ones if you like."
After saying that, he turned around like a whirlwind.
Fu Yan said: "Thank you."
His sharp eyes were fixed on Sheng Xiaoxing.
....
The boss came back at around eight o'clock, and the bookstore closed at around nine o'clock.
Sheng Xiaoxing took off his vest, picked up the schoolbag he had placed there earlier, said goodbye to the boss and clerk Zhao Yang, and then walked out of the bookstore.
Fu Yan walked beside him carrying a few shopping bags. He asked the boss for a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number, and said, "Duoduo, this is my cell phone number. You can contact me at any time."
"No need," Sheng Xiaoxing brushed his hand away.
The paper fell to the ground.
Fu Yan lowered his eyelids.
Sheng Xiaoxing has already walked away.
Realizing that there was no one behind him, Sheng Xiaoxing stopped, unconsciously tightened the strap of his schoolbag, and remained silent for a while with a gloomy face.
Then, he turned back to the place where the piece of paper had fallen.
There is a trash can on the side of the road, and an old man is bending over to take out the trash.
Sheng Xiaoxing asked: "Uncle, I just dropped a piece of paper, half the size of my palm, with a number written on it. Did you see it?"
"No, no," the old man waved his hand without even looking up.
"I dropped it. Did you pick it up?"
"I've already said there's no more, why are you still asking?" The old man had a bad temper. "I'm the one picking up trash now. I was here first, so the things here are mine. Do you understand? Don't even think about snatching them from me."
"Then I'll find it myself," Sheng Xiaoxing lowered his head and looked around the trash can.
"Hey, kid, you don't understand what I'm saying, do you?" The old man grabbed his clothes and said, "You young people really have no moral principles! All this garbage is mine!"
"I'm not fighting with you over trash. I'm looking for my own things," Sheng Xiaoxing pried the old man's hand apart and walked towards an area that was not illuminated by street lights.
Found it!
He bent down to pick it up, and a gust of night wind blew, and the piece of paper flew half a meter away.
Sheng Xiaoxing took a step forward and picked it up quickly.
look up.
Fu Yan stood in front of him.
“.......”
Depend on! ! ! !
It's embarrassing to be seen!
Seeing Fu Yan looking at the piece of paper in his hand and moving his eyes from his hand to his face, Sheng Xiaoxing was furious. He turned around and left. Bang, his forehead hit the lamppost and he grimaced in pain.
“Hahahaha…” the old man not far away laughed, “I told you to snatch garbage from me, now this is your karma.”
Fu Yan looked at the old man and asked, "How many punches do you want to take?"
The old man had different attitudes when facing students and when facing the cold man. He suddenly shut his mouth and did his own thing, thinking that if he were ten years younger, he could beat you guys up on the spot.
Sheng Xiaoxing covered his forehead and left.
Fu Yan strode towards him and carried him on his shoulders without saying a word.
"!!!" Sheng Xiaoxing was shocked, and hung upside down on the man's shoulder, "Fuck, you pervert, what are you doing!!! Let go, let go!!!"
"The wound on your forehead needs treatment," Fu Yan said.
"It's just a collision, there's no need to deal with it!"
"If you don't take care of it, it will be swollen tomorrow."
"The swelling is my own business, it's none of your business! Let me go!"
Sheng Xiaoxing struggled desperately, but it was no use. Fu Yan's grip on his arms seemed to be welded to him, and he couldn't push them away at all.
"You are my Duoduo."
"So much all day long, I'm just a dog, right?"
Sheng Xiaoxing's eyes turned red from yelling.
Fu Yan paused and said seriously: "In my heart, you are not only my Duoduo, I also regard you as a member of the family. I want to take care of you, accompany you, protect you, and be together forever."
Suddenly, Sheng Xiaoxing's throat got stuck and he couldn't speak.
He covered his face with his schoolbag in annoyance.
It turns out that I wanted to be brothers with him.
Ten minutes later, the two were sitting in the window of a convenience store.
Fu Yan held the bruise spray in his hand, and Sheng Xiaoxing said sternly: "I can do it myself."
"Without a mirror, you can't see your forehead and you'll spray into your eyes."
Sheng Xiaoxing said stubbornly: "It won't kill me if it gets sprayed into my eyes, I want to do it myself."
"no."
"OK!"
"No," Fu Yan said, "Close your eyes, I'll help you."
"My hands and feet are intact and I'm not disabled. Why should I need you to help me? Take it and I'll spray it myself."
"Duoduo, you be obedient."
"I won't listen!"
The proprietress who was eating sunflower seeds at the cashier counter couldn't stand it any longer. She threw away the sunflower seeds in her hand, rushed towards them, snatched the spray from Fu Yan's hand, covered Sheng Xiaoxing's eyes with one hand, and tapped his red and swollen forehead twice.
"That's it," he put the spray on the table, "No one has to grab it, it's done."
Sheng Xiaoxing: “…”
The proprietress went back to crack melon seeds.
Sheng Xiaoxing glanced at the shopping bag at hand. Fu Yan did not leave before, but went to the fruit shop to buy fruit for him. His heart suddenly softened.
But it never shows on your face.
"A lot," Fu Yan said.
"What?" Sheng Xiaoxing asked fiercely.
"Going back to school tonight?"
"Yeah," Sheng Xiaoxing responded.
The college entrance examination is over and most students will choose to go home, but the graduation ceremony has not yet been held and the vacation has not officially begun, so senior high school students can still live on campus.
Fu Yan asked: "After the graduation ceremony, can you live with me?"
Sheng Xiaoxing jumped up: "Being brothers is not something you can do just by saying it, how can we live together so soon? I don't want to!"
Be brothers?
Fu Yan thought about it. He wanted to take care of Duoduo and stay with them forever, but he had never thought about a formal relationship with Duoduo. Brother sounded good.
“We’ve lived here before.”
It's talking about the time when Sheng Xiaoxing became a Shiba Inu.
Sheng Xiaoxing still refused.
There was disappointment in the man's eyes, and his gaze dropped slightly. Sheng Xiaoxing's heart tightened and he turned his face away.
Fu Yan added: "The bookstore job is temporary. If you want a more stable part-time job during the summer, you can be a physical therapist assistant. The club is in need of people."
Sheng Xiaoxing was a little tempted by this, but said, "You are the owner of the club, and it is up to you to decide whether there is a shortage of people. I don't want others to deliberately reserve a position for me. If not, I can find a part-time job myself."
"It's not intentional, it's just that there is a shortage," said Fu Yan.
"Oh," Sheng Xiaoxing responded.
"Think about it?"
"Let's talk later."
"Remember to come and watch the game the day after tomorrow."
"I won't go." His lips were harder than stone.
They were both silent for a while.
"I'm going back to school," Sheng Xiaoxing grabbed his schoolbag and left.
The boy disappeared on the side of the road. Fu Yan took out his phone and called the club manager: "Manager Yang, please contact someone right now and make a recruitment advertisement. Write that the club is recruiting physical therapist assistants. Salary will be negotiated. Put the billboard in my office after it is completed."
"Recruitment? Assistant physiotherapist?" The manager was puzzled. "Our club doesn't lack people."
"The club doesn't need it, I do."
"ah?"
"Hurry up and do it. I want to see the finished product tomorrow afternoon."
“Okay, okay!”
You must do what your boss says.
Sheng Xiaoxing got into the taxi and looked towards the convenience store unconsciously. Fu Yan had just walked out of the store.
....
The dormitory building, which had not yet turned off the lights, was quieter than usual. Class monitor Wang Haoyu came over to visit, but Sheng Xiaoxing didn't talk much, so he felt bored and went to another dormitory.
Sheng Xiaoxing lay down on the bed and watched videos on his phone. Big data pushed him Fu Yan's game clips. As soon as he saw Fu Yan's face, the word "Duoduo" appeared in his mind. Duoduo, Duoduo...
Like a devil's sound piercing the ears.
He dropped his phone and pressed his head against a pillow.
After the stressful college entrance examination, he started working part-time and did not come back until dark. He was tired after a day's work and fell asleep soon after.
In his sleep, someone was calling him Duoduo.
It was a boy.
"Duoduo," the boy sat cross-legged on the carpet with food in his hand, "I made the complementary biscuits myself, come here quickly."
He was filled with joy. He was very happy that he could not only play with the boy but also eat delicious food. He quickly rushed towards the boy. Strangely, he used his paws instead of his hands. He stopped in confusion and lowered his head to study his paws. At this time, the boy was calling him again: "Duoduo, Duoduo..."
Without caring about the strangeness, he immediately pounced on the boy, and the words he wanted to say turned into a baby dog barking.
"Eat it. Is it delicious?"
"Woof!" He ate happily, and while eating he would lick the boy's face with the food crumbs.
The boy hugged him and laughed happily.
The scene changed and they came to the lawn.
Sheng Xiaoxing found that he had grown up. His claws were sharper, his fur was smoother, his body was more solid, and he ran faster.
But the boy was still the same, and as long as he started running, the boy couldn't catch up with him, and could only follow behind him and shout: "Duoduo, Duoduo... Duoduo, wait for me!"
He braked his claws suddenly, and the inertia caused him to roll on the ground, with grass clippings on his head.
He stood up and shook off his fur, then looked back. The boy had not caught up with him, the grass had turned into a concrete road, and a car suddenly appeared and rushed towards the boy.
The driver was driving while fatigued and didn't notice the car was veering off course until he came to his senses and braked urgently with a thud.
Sheng Xiaoxing did not feel any pain. He only found himself dizzy when he rushed to the boy to block the car for him, and then lay in a pool of blood.
He couldn't move, and one of his paws hung in a strange arc. He seemed like he should cry out in pain, but he was very weak.
He was so weak that he could only utter a very faint whimper.
The boy cried and rushed him to the hospital.
The doctors tried their best but still couldn't save his life because his organs were severely ruptured.
The boy hugged him and cried, big tears fell on his face, and shouted at him not to be a dog anymore, because being a dog is too fragile, and he must be a human in the next life, because being a human will make him stronger and his life will be longer, and they can be together for a very long time...
He couldn't help but shed tears and said okay while sobbing.
But the boy still cried, crying heart-wrenchingly.
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
"Don't cry..."
Sheng Xiaoxing cried in her sleep, and the sheet under her head was wet. It was not until the second half of the night that the tears on her face slowly dried up.
the next day.
Facing the tear-stained face in the mirror, Sheng Xiaoxing looked very unhappy.
He is a grown man and he is crying?
If you tell this to others, people will laugh their heads off.
Fortunately, all his friends had gone home and he was the only one in the dormitory.
He took the water to wash his face. When he closed his eyes, he could still remember some fragments of his dream. The sound of "Duoduo" and the feeling of heartache were so clear and real.
When I thought about it, I even found it difficult to breathe, and my eyes became sore.
After washing up, Sheng Xiaoxing sat at his desk and started to feel awkward again.
After he found the note last night, he did not throw it away again. He held it in his hand for a long time. When Fu Yan was not paying attention, he stuffed the note into his trouser pocket.
The crumpled piece of paper lay flat before my eyes.
Should I save Fu Yan’s number or not?
After hesitating for a long time, he picked up his phone and was about to enter the number when there was a noise from the dormitory door and Qiu Zijie opened the door and came in.
Boom! Sheng Xiaoxing threw his phone into the bed, grabbed the note and put it in his palm. He said casually, "You're back so soon? Why don't you stay at home for a few more days?"
"I don't really like living at home," Qiu Zijie put down his schoolbag and said, "My parents are very controlling. They have all kinds of rules and regulations for everything I say and do. They are very strict. I feel more comfortable in the dormitory. I went back yesterday to prepare materials for studying abroad."
"Yeah," Sheng Xiaoxing nodded, "I saw you get into Fu Yu's car."
"There's nothing I can do," Qiu Zijie also sighed, "I can't hide my flaws anymore. Instead of trying to test them, I might as well confront them head-on."
"So what happened to you later?" Sheng Xiaoxing asked worriedly.
"He walked me to the gate of the community and left," Qiu Zijie recalled yesterday. "He didn't say anything, but he definitely wouldn't let me go so easily."
After hearing this, Sheng Xiaoxing became even more worried. The reasons why other people were entangled by the men of the Fu family were very clear. Boss Fu valued Xingqi very much, and Xingqi also liked Boss Fu, and the two had a good relationship and were inseparable. Fu Zhan had also dated Jiang Ling for a while, so naturally he had to come to him to talk it out. Even the reason why he was entangled by Fu Yan was because Fu Yan wanted to be his brother.
So what about Fu Yu?
Why does Zijie have to admit that it is Xiaoha?
What to do next?
Qiu Zijie used his usual rational thinking to analyze: "When I lived with him, I often destroyed his cloakroom, used his bed to grind my teeth, took his pillow and dug his sofa, broke his shoes, buried his underwear, and made a mess of the courtyard... Logically, he should be glad that I left instead of having to contact me."
"I understand," Sheng Xiaoxing said, "He is nostalgic for the past. He has a masochistic tendency."
"Correct answer."
Just as he was talking about Fu Yu, Qiu Zijie received a message from the other party.
Fu Yu: [Xiao Ha, are you free?]
Qiu Zijie: [No time.]
The refusal was very straightforward.
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