Chapter 107
Fu Yian was coaxed by Yu Cheng into going to eat in a daze.
They have been together for a long time, but Yu Cheng seldom says such sweet words to him. When Fu Yian heard it suddenly, he was overwhelmed and his ears turned red.
Yu Cheng looked calm and composed, but he held Fu Yi'an's hand with a little force.
There were not only the two of them at the dinner table, but also Fu Siyuan and his sister and brother.
The four of them sat facing each other and ate quietly.
Fu Siyuan opened his mouth several times, intending to say something to Fu Yian, but Yu Cheng kept picking up food for Fu Yian and whispering in his ear, so he couldn't find a place to interrupt.
Fu Sixin realized his brother's intention, put his left hand under the table, and pinched Fu Siyuan's thigh hard.
Fu Siyuan immediately glared at him.
After a while, I finally gave up the urge to speak.
Fu Yian's attention was always on Yu Cheng, and he didn't notice the depressed Fu Siyuan.
He noticed their arms and thighs that were almost pressed tightly together, and suddenly felt that Yu Cheng was more excited than before.
Fu Yian asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Yu Cheng was stunned and narrowed his eyes: "Maybe I'm too happy."
Fu Yian was puzzled.
What's so fun about having a meal?
Yu Cheng looked at his puzzled eyes and his voice became deeper.
“When I was little, I wanted to sit next to my brother and eat with him.”
“But there was no chance.”
"Suddenly I was able to sit with my brother. It was like a dream."
Hearing his words, Fu Yian's eyebrows were startled, and then he remembered that when Yu Cheng was in the old house, he always sat at the end of the table for meals.
The Fu family has too many rules and regulations. Everyone has a fixed position. The newcomer Yu Cheng cannot take the position of Fu Yian’s right-hand man and can only sit at the end.
Hearing his words, Fu Yi'an's heart softened: "I will always be by your side from now on."
The two people were not talking loudly, but the tables were not far apart, so both of them heard what they were saying.
Fu Sixin lowered her head, her cell phone tapping away.
Fu Siyuan bit the food in his mouth hard.
He was clearly sitting opposite Yu Cheng at the time, and because of his young age, he was also at the end of the list. How come he didn't feel wronged?
Only Yu Cheng would pretend to be pitiful.
During the meal, Fu Yian was so coaxed by Yu Cheng that he turned around and completely forgot that there were two people sitting opposite him.
After the meal, Fu Siyuan was about to speak when he was pulled away by Fu Sixin.
Fu Sixin held her troubled brother with one hand and greeted Fu Yian with a smile: "Cousin, we are leaving now. You guys can chat slowly."
Fu Yi'an then remembered that there were two of them, and his expression was a little unnatural, but Fu Sixin walked quickly and did not embarrass Fu Yi'an.
When they were the only two people left in the restaurant, Yu Cheng leaned close to Fu Yi'an's ear and said coquettishly, "Brother, who do you think is prettier, me or Fu Siyuan?"
When he was a child, whenever relatives came to visit the Fu family, they would praise Xiaoliu for being good-looking.
So maybe this is the reason why Xiaoliu has entered the entertainment industry now.
But Fu Yian didn't know what to compare it to: "You are good-looking."
Fu Yian said it very objectively. Even if he himself had no filter towards Yu Cheng, this was an established fact.
After all, Yu Cheng is the center of the plot, the male protagonist of the world, and his looks are the kind that make people like him at first sight.
His eyes were deep, his nose was high, his whole face seemed to be carefully carved, his skin was fair and without any flaws.
When Yu Cheng heard the satisfactory answer, the corners of his lips curled up modestly.
"So who do you think is a better actor, me or him?"
Fu Yian thought of how Yu Cheng hid behind him when he first arrived at the old house. He was silent for a moment and said from the bottom of his heart, "You're good."
Yu Cheng smiled.
"My brother seems to have some resentment towards me."
Fu Yian looked at him with clear eyes and said reluctantly, "No."
In fact, it's not that he doesn't have any feelings at all, he just really can't tell when Yu Cheng is being coquettish and when he is being sincere.
But this doesn’t have much impact, he will coax Yu Cheng in the end anyway.
Most of the time, Yu Cheng just liked to act coquettishly with him, and he could understand that.
Yu Cheng kissed Fu Yian's neck lightly.
Fu Yian felt itchy and dodged for a moment, "Don't bite."
Although he was not used to refusing Yu Cheng, he also didn't want to make his old man so angry that he would have high blood pressure tomorrow morning.
Yu Cheng didn't want to do anything at first, but when he saw his brother looking like he was easy to bully, he started to feel bad: "Is it really impossible?"
Fu Yian's body was stiff. He looked into Yu Cheng's eyes and said carefully, "After the old man returns..."
Yu Cheng rested his forehead on Fu Yian's shoulder and smiled.
"Brother, how can you be so cute?"
It made him want to bully even more.
*
Due to Mr. Fu's son, Fu Yian did not sleep with Yu Cheng at night.
Fu Yian returned to his room.
Fu Yian hasn't been back for a long time since leaving the old house. Even during the Chinese New Year, he was working overtime and would not come here.
Coming back at this moment, Fu Yian looked at the familiar room and had a strange feeling.
His bedroom and study are together, the bedroom is on the left and the study is on the right.
He likes a clean and neat style. There are not many things in the room, and every piece is made by Yu Cheng.
On the bedside table was a music box given by Yu Chengsong, and on the windowsill was a clean, palm-sized ceramic flowerpot. There was no soil or plant in it, probably because the flower had withered and was cleaned by the maid.
Some of the empty walls are hung with paintings that Yu Cheng drew in the school interest groups.
This is the blue sky and white clouds avatar that Yu Cheng has used for a long time.
Looking at the room at this moment, Fu Yi'an suddenly realized that what Fu Yishao said at that time, that he had always been partial to Yu Cheng, was indeed correct.
He never liked having other people's things in his personal territory, but Yu Cheng was obviously not one of them.
Without his knowledge, he had already allowed Yu Cheng to step into his private territory.
Fu Yian pinched the palm-sized teddy bear that was still placed on the bedside. It was a doll that he had found in the game room by chance when he took Yu Cheng out when they were children.
It was Yu Cheng’s first time to play a claw machine. He clumsily spent a lot of game coins to get this not-so-pretty little bear.
Fu Yian couldn't remember how the bear got into his room.
I think it was given to him by Yu Cheng.
Fu Yian was distracted for a moment. Yu Cheng never liked him paying too much attention to other things. Even the flowers that Yu Cheng gave him personally would make him jealous if he looked at them for a few more seconds. How come this bear didn't see that Yu Cheng cared?
Could it be that Yu Cheng was too young at that time and had no such thoughts?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Fu Yian went into the bathroom without thinking much.
*
Yu Cheng's room is on the third floor, right opposite Fu Siyuan's room.
When he went back, he happened to meet Fu Siyuan coming out of the room.
Yu Cheng was not prepared to argue with him, but Fu Siyuan suddenly called him.
Yu Cheng turned around.
Fu Siyuan met those eyes that were as dark as the abyss, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, but he still mustered up the courage.
"Yu Cheng, I don't know what you think of my brother, but I advise you not to spread those rumors anymore."
No one in the entertainment industry knows better than him that rumors, whether true or false, can destroy a person as long as they are strong enough.
Fu Siyuan has been in Haicheng all the time and knows a lot about the news circulating in Haicheng, so he dislikes Yu Cheng even more.
In his mind, no matter what the facts were, Yu Cheng should not have spread such rumors.
Fu Yian is so outstanding and is a brother respected by their generation, how could he be so in love with Nao!
Yu Cheng glanced at him: "Your brother?"
The person in front of me had a pair of black eyes like an abyss that seemed to be able to swallow people.
Fu Siyuan met his eyes, his scalp tingled and he clenched his teeth.
His true face is so sinister, yet he pretends to be harmless at the dinner table.
He looked firm on the surface, but his words changed a little. He no longer dared to call Fu Yian "brother".
"You should really let Brother Yi An see what you really look like."
Yu Cheng sneered and took a step forward. Fu Siyuan stepped back subconsciously and stared at Yu Cheng closely, fearing that he would do something terrible.
Yu Cheng ignored him and just reached out to take out the recorder that Fu Siyuan had hidden in his back pocket.
He shook the thing in his hand and said in a playful voice: "Is this how you want my brother to understand me?"
Fu Siyuan widened his eyes, not understanding why Yu Cheng knew his plan and even accurately touched the recorder.
He provoked Yu Cheng in this way just to make him reveal his true colors.
Fu Siyuan felt that his brother was deceived by Yu Cheng!
When Yu Cheng faced them, he didn't look weak and pitiful!
Yu Cheng didn't care what he was thinking, he just lowered his head and fiddled with the recorder.
As expected of someone who works in the entertainment industry, the quality of the recorder is really good.
"Thanks for the stuff."
Yu Cheng put the pen in his pocket and turned into the room.
Fu Siyuan was still standing at the door without reacting.
He wanted to knock on the door, but he raised his arm and put it down again, still not daring to make a sound.
He didn't even dare to think about who Brother Yi An would teach a lesson if he knew what he had done.
Just when Fu Siyuan was about to give up and leave, the door was opened again.
Yu Cheng came out holding a soft and clean pillow, looked at Fu Siyuan who was still standing at his door, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm so sorry, I don't have time to entertain you."
"I'm going to sleep with my brother."