In the hot beginning of the school season, the military training of freshmen in major colleges and universities is in full swing.
Many classmates posted pictures in the circle of friends complaining about the hardship of military training, tanning, sunburn, instructors stupid, and other tragic incidents.
An innocent good friend, Xiaopang, after the military training, his mother didn’t even know his photos. He was black and thin...
But, black and thin? Did you read it wrong?
An Wuhao thought dumbfounded, what has Xiaopang experienced in just half a month?
—Little fat, have you lost weight?
After becoming thin, the tall and handsome chubby quickly returned. —Yes
...
—You’re so calm, aren’t you happy when you lose weight?
An Wuhao was very puzzled, this shouldn't be Xiao Chuan's reaction, shouldn't the thin Xiao Chuan jump up happily?
—I’m not telling you, my buddy is in a bad situation now, so I’ll go to sleep first.
The good friend just cut off the news.
At first glance, it looks like something is going on, maybe it's in a bad mood.
Anwu didn't bother him, just replied.
—Okay, if you have something to help, just tell me.
But think about it, Xiaopang, ah, whose real name is Xue Jiyang, the other party has everything, and there must be no place to help yourself.
What An Wuhao didn't know was that Xue Jiyang wouldn't say even if he could help.
Who the hell can talk about the unspeakable things.
Just avoid it in the future, and then what should I do.
Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye when the days of eating and drinking Lazard at home.
The first long vacation after school started, Ding Wei called the second child at home and said, "Tomorrow is going to have a long vacation, let your dad pick you up?"
An Wuhao was stunned for three seconds, and he almost forgot his identity as a student: "Okay, let dad wait for me at the main gate of Shangda at five o'clock in the afternoon."
Ding Wei said , "Okay , he will pick him up first. Your brother, if you have time, you can discuss it yourself, and I will let him call you."
"Okay." An Wuhao hung up the phone, feeling a little distracted.
He has a strong instinct, Mr. Huo doesn't want to let himself go back.
However, I left home for a whole month during the summer vacation, and it would be outrageous if I didn't go back this long vacation.
Just as Anhui was frowning, the phone rang again.
He looked absently and found that it was Mother Huo.
An Wuzheng answered the phone and heard a smiley invitation over there: "Chao Chao, how about the National Day and Yun Chuan coming back for dinner?"
This is the first time Zhang Ruoqi has invited An Wuzheng home, and he is very afraid of being rejected.
The young boy said apologetically: "But... I just promised to go home."
Zhang Ruoqi felt sorry for a while, and then moved in his heart: "It doesn't matter, then you go home first, will you come back next time?"
Then he heard An. Wuhao promised: "Okay, okay, we'll go again next time."
Zhang Ruoqi liked this talkative daughter-in-law more and more, and repeatedly asked him whether he had eaten well recently and how he slept. The other party answered one by one, feeling very well-behaved. No, no, no.
The son who was impatient after saying more than three sentences was obviously farewell to him.
In short, it hurts too much.
She often thought at night, such a lovely child, if the parents knew about this matter with Huo Yunchuan, it would be difficult to handle.
Huo Yunchuan still went out today, and after returning home at 4:30, it was neither early nor late.
His rigorous eyebrows were twisted, as if he was still thinking about work.
This momentum made An Wuhao a little frightened, a little afraid to speak directly about going home as soon as he opened his mouth.
After the other party saw him, the expression on his face was loosened to the degree that the naked eye could see.
"Are you back?" An Wuhao walked over, and after hesitating for a moment, he boldly pulled the opponent's wrist.
President Huo was so warm, he nodded and stared at the young boy who took the initiative to approach him: "Yeah."
Then the young boy shook his hand: "Tell you something about the long vacation.
" Oh." Huo Yunchuan seemed to know what he was going to say, because his parents called in the morning and said: "Go back if you are happy, I have no opinion."
He can go back or not.
The little angel who was still worried just now hugged him: "That's great, I'll call my dad and ask him to pick me up from Shangda tomorrow afternoon."
The old man who was holding the little angel stiffened and squeezed. Lips: "What's the matter for your father?"
An Wuhao thought, and raised his head from Huo Yunchuan's arms: "That's what I said, I can tell my dad to take the bus back, and then you actually sent me back. , That's it."
He guessed with his toes that Mr. Huo must prefer this arrangement.
"Go back? Go back to your house?" Huo Yunchuan finally understood what An Wuhao meant, and his expression immediately changed.
"Well, you just said let me decide on my own," An Wuzheng took the initiative to rub against Mr. Huo who looked unhappy: "I haven't been home for some days."
Huo Yunchuan looked at him quietly, and took his arm away: "I went back with my household registration last time."
An Wuhao thought about it carefully: "It was more than a month ago, a very long time."
Huo Yunchuan was silent, and after looking at An Wuhao for a long time, he let An Wuhao go. , Turned around and went to the bedroom: "I'll change my clothes."
"Did you agree?" An Wuhao ran after him and asked him.
"Send you home in the morning on National Day and pick you back in the evening." Huo Yunchuan took off his shirt and said calmly.
"But this time I want to live for seven days." An Wuhao stood by the bed, eyes stubborn.
The man in front of him turned his head to look at him, his eyes sharp and scary.
Knowing that it is not good for him, Huo Yunchuan just maintained it for a while, and changed to staring at the closet, not looking at the little angel: "Leaving here for seven days, do you think I can bear it?"
This time it was An Wujiao 's turn to be silent. Sitting on the bed, hanging his head silently.
Yes, he knew that Mr. Huo would definitely not be able to bear it.
Huo Yunchuan hadn't heard the little angel's voice for a long time, turned his head in doubt, and saw an unhappy back.
"..." What
he thinks now is that Anwu can leave him for seven days without hesitation.
He took a deep breath, changed his clothes and walked over: "If you want to go back, go back." The
next afternoon, An Wuhao put on his old clothes and carried his usual backpack, and was sent by Huo Yunchuan to their house downstairs. .
"Here." President Huo was low in pressure, without a trace of expression on his face wearing sunglasses.
This has been the case since just now, An Wuhao has become accustomed to this solidified atmosphere, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"Then I get out of the car, goodbye." An Wuhao sat in the back row, opened the door and got out of the car after saying this.
The movement is a bit slow because he is struggling, do you want to hug Mr. Huo.
Then he spit on himself a bit, and he is still ill at this time.
So I got out of the car like this, did not say goodbye to hugs or say anything else.
"Call me when you want to come back." Huo Yunchuan couldn't hold back after all, and urged the heartless teenager.
"Okay, then you go back." An Wuhao wanted to suggest that the other party go home for dinner, but felt that it would be too much to say so, so he didn't say a word.
Huo father in the cabin to be a few seconds, then annoyed to unfasten their seat belts and get off, like a gust of wind came safe and sound around:. "I give you up,"
he was holding the hand of Ann unharmed, hundreds of times to walk in In the other side's community.
The young boy followed obediently, like a little tail: "Don't be angry, okay, I can't bear you too." When the
other party did not speak, he rubbed his cheek against the other's arm, very affectionate.
Huo Yunchuan's uncomfortable heart suddenly became hot, but his face was still silent.
When they walked into the elevator with no one, An Wuhao felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and hugged Mr. Huo's waist from the side.
"I will pick you up tonight?" Huo Yunchuan wrapped the little angel's shoulder, rubbing his thumb a little harder.
He felt the little angel's arm loosen on his waist, then pushed himself away and stood still.
"..." The operation made Huo feel suffocated.
"I'm here, then we'll see you in a week..." An Wuhao said more and more quietly, and finally closed his mouth altogether, walked out directly, and then looked back.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was in a bad mood.
But this kind of emotion, after seeing my parents and younger brother, I have no time to think about it.
"Brother?" An Wuji just came back, still carrying a schoolbag in his hand.
"Brother." An Wuhao nodded at him, took off his backpack and took out the things he bought for his younger brother: "I brought you food."
An Wuji has become accustomed to his brother: "Thank you, brother." Then special He looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Why didn't you get a tan in the military training?"
Not to mention it, my younger brother carefully observed it again, and found that his elder brother was not only not tanned, but also fatter.
"I'm a physique that doesn't get tanned..." An Wuhao said casually.
Then I went in to greet my parents and went back to the house to put things.
At dinner, Ding Wei looked up and down at her second child: "It's been a month since school has started, why do you still wear those clothes?"
An Wuhang was dumbfounded, looked down at her clothes and said, "It's okay, I don't. Lack of clothes to wear."
Ancheng also felt that the second child was not very good at dressing up, and he was too indifferent: "Ming'er will go shopping with my dad, and my dad will buy you two good ones." Then he
said: "Nowadays little girls like boys to be more handsome. You always wear sportswear. How can girls like you?"
An Wuhao blushed and said, "Why do I want girls to like me?" Mr. Huo.
"This kid," Ding Wei inevitably felt that her second child was too stupid: "When you were in college, you didn't find a good partner. Do you think you have the conditions to find someone when you go out to work?"
Not she said, according to the second child. Conditions and personality, it would be nice to find a girl from another province who wants to stay in Beijing.
An Wuhao still refused to go shopping with his father, and only said that he would go back to school with his classmates.
"Mom, do you think my brother is fat?" An Wuji suddenly said.
Ding Wei and An Cheng looked at their second child with comparative eyes, and they found out: "It's really a bit, it seems that college life is going well."
An Wuhao was nervous and guilty, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.
His'college life' life is really good, and he is taken care of by Mr. Huo every day.
Suddenly thinking of Huo Yunchuan's name, the young boy palpitated.
When he returned to his senses, he found that his mind was full of Mr. Huo, his heart was bluntly aching, and he could not breathe.
At night, the surroundings began to be quiet.
An Wuhang sat in the small room with his brother, raising his eyebrows absently.
He hesitated for a while, choosing to follow his heart and text Huo Yunchuan.
-good evening.
The other party only returned a little bit of coldness, as follows.
- ......
An unharmed biting of lips, quickly press a few words in the past.
-I want you.
Huo Yunchuan received the news and replied with a cold face.
—I’ll pick you up.
—Is it okay if you don’t go back? Come and see if I can do it.
An Wuhao sent another message.
Huo Yunchuan raised his head and glanced at his empty home. Since An Wuhao left, it has become deserted.
-it is good.
Going home the first night, An Wuhao was not used to it, and Huo Yunchuan went to see him.
After that, it seemed as if I got used to it, and never asked anyone to see him again.
Counting down, the baby is thirteen weeks old, and the book says that the baby starts to show her pregnancy from 12 to 15 weeks.
An Wuhao stood in the bathroom of his home and touched the protruding lower abdomen with his hands. He felt that he had grown much faster than a week ago.
—Yun Chuan, my belly is bigger again.
After An Wuhao took a shower, he sent text messages to harass Mr. Huo on a daily basis.
He thought he would receive a cool and concise reply just like a few days ago.
In the end, there was not a word.
Of course, because Huo Yunchuan called directly, and his voice was almost like a beast begging the little angel: "Chao Chao, tell your parents to go back to school early, I will pick you home now."
He did not expect to be safe and sound. He immediately agreed, but he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Okay." An Wuhao nodded and said the word'good'.
The man who was alone in the apartment stood up immediately, picked up the car key and went out.
The long hellish holiday finally ended ahead of schedule.
An Wuhao was carrying a backpack, waiting at the intersection a short distance from his home community.
Seeing Mr. Huo's familiar sports car approaching, his heart was enthusiastic, and his fingers couldn't help tightening the strap on his shoulders.
After the opponent got out of the car, he immediately walked over and threw him into the opponent's arms with his backpack.
"Yun Chuan." The
young boy's voice was soft.
"The belly is a bit bigger?" Huo Yunchuan hugged his lifeblood tightly and reached out to probe the other's abdomen: "You are not allowed to go anywhere in the future, unless you want me to die." He
bulged in his palm. That piece made the cold and introverted man tremble slightly.
"You..." An Wuhao stared.
But after seeing Huo Yunchuan's face clearly, he closed his mouth.
Huo Yunchuan knew that his haggard look would scare An Wuhao: "Get in the car." He removed his bloodshot eyes and opened the car door to let the other person go up.
The first thing I did when I went back was to let An Wuhao accompany him to a good night's sleep.