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Fu Xin

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    Zong Yuan is becoming more and more popular day by day.

    The love letters in his drawer couldn't be stuffed, and they could be scattered all over the floor with a light touch. Fu Xin watched him hold a drawer of love letters and throw them into the trash can without mercy.

    Fu Xin rubbed his palms, "Don't you read?"

    Zong Yuan rubbed his forehead and felt a headache, "I don't have to go to class today after reading every letter."

    Fu Xin looked at his drawer, and there was a love letter that had been left out. He reached in, and under Zong Yuan's gaze, he threw the pink envelope into the trash can, "Don't favor one over another."

    The corners of Zong Yuan's eyes twitched, can this idiom still be used like this?

    The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and the history class made people drowsy. Zong Yuan stared at Fu Xin, "Fu Xin," he pointed to his hair, "you shouldn't have this hairstyle."

    Fu Xin looked at his broken hair, "Then what kind of hair is suitable for me?"

    With all his strength, Zong Yuan dragged the stool to Fu Xin's side, fixed Fu Xin's chin with his left hand, and unceremoniously lifted his slightly long hair with his right hand, exposing Fu Xin's entire face like this.

    Zong Yuan raised one corner of his lips, turned his face left and right in satisfaction, and smirked, "Not bad looking."

    Fu Xin stared at the corner of his raised mouth, grabbed Zong Yuan's wrist, and said in a low voice, "Listen to the class."

    Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, the teacher called his name. The wrinkled and bearded teacher was dissatisfied, "What are you doing? Come, answer this question."

    Zong Yuan lazily stood up, "Teacher, I choose c."

    "" Fu Xin nodded, "This is a fill-in-the-blank question."

    Today is Friday, there is no evening self-study, Zong Yuan waited for Fu Xin to pack his things, and waited for him slowly smoking a cigarette, surrounded by smoke, there were many people walking around, and there were always many eyes on him.

    A beautiful girl with light makeup came in from the front door, "Is Zong Yuan there?"

    The person in front pointed back, "There, the last row."

    When Zong Yuan heard his name, he raised his head and saw a beautiful girl walking towards this side, holding an envelope in her hand, and the fragrance on her body could waft for ten miles.

    Many people who planned to leave put down their schoolbags and prepared to watch a play.

    Zong Yuan sat and smoked calmly, watching the girl walk up to him, "Student Zong Yuan! I like you, please be my boyfriend!"

    The tip of Fu Xin's nose moved, and she sneezed several times due to the scent on her body.

    Zong Yuan sighed, "Student, you choked on my deskmate."

    The girl's face froze with a smile.

    Fu Xin put the packed schoolbag on his back, stood at the back door and waited for him, staring at him unblinkingly with his dark eyes.

    Zong Yuan said casually, "I don't like you like this."

    "" The love letter in the girl's hand was about to hit Zong Yuan's face, "How do you know if you don't like it if you haven't tried it."

    "Huh?" Zong Yuan smiled playfully, and nodded in agreement, "What you said also makes sense."

    Fu Xin held the schoolbag firmly, and looked at Zong Yuan quietly.

    Zong Yuan restrained his smile, "Little sister, study hard, are you an adult?"

    When he wasn't smiling, the corners of his raised eyes looked ruthless, "I don't want to try."

    Plop plop.

    The girl threw the envelope on Zong Yuan and left angrily. The surrounding was silent for a few seconds, and then the noise quickly resumed. Zong Yuan picked up the envelope on his body, but before he could do anything, Fu Xin took it away from him, "Let's go.  "

    Zong Yuan stood up and touched his chin, "Too hard to refuse?"

    Fu Xin walked beside him, and all he could smell was his scent. This smell became increasingly familiar, and he lowered his eyes, "It's not cruel."

    Zong Yuan hooked his shoulders with a smile, and leaned into his ear, "Good boy."

    Fu Xin's heart became numb.

    He returned home with a numbed heart, and the door lock had been unlocked. He came back to his senses and opened the door. A man was rummaging through things in a drunken state. He turned around when he heard the movement, "You son of a bitch! Where's the money?  give me money!"

    Fu Xin entered the door silently, and took out an iron box under the bed. Fu Xin's father hugged the box hungry, opened it, and found that there were only a few small bills and coins in it.  Emotionally distorted, "Are you kidding me?!"

    Fu Xin answered him without emotion, "This is all the money in the family."

    Fu Xin's father slammed the box on the ground, walked around like an addict, fixed his eyes on Fu Xin's schoolbag,Hold out a hand, "Give it to me."

    Fu Xin honestly gave him the utility knife in his pocket.

    Zong Yuan glanced at it, threw it into his pocket casually, and snorted, "Little brat."

    His voice was deep and pleasant, with an indescribable gentleness. He had said exactly the same words as Fu Xin's father, but Fu Xin was helplessly addicted to it.

    Fu Xin moved his fingers and asked him in a low voice, "How do you know I'm here?"

    Zong Yuan walked in front, turned his head when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows, and smiled half-smile, "Because of us," he tapped Fu Xin's heart, and smiled wryly, "There is a link between the hearts."

    Fu Xin seemed to have spirituality in the spot he clicked, and jumped faster and faster on his own, as if he was eager to jump out of his chest and meet the person who clicked it.

    Fu Xin was two beats behind, and looked up at him blankly.  Zong Yuan smiled sullenly, gently raised Fu Xin's chin with his slender fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "What?"

    "Bewitched by me?"

    Fu Xin pulled his hand away, licked his dry mouth, and looked to the lower right corner, "No."

    Zong Yuan clicked his tongue and joked, "It seems that I'm not attractive enough." He hooked Fu Xin, "Come to live at my house tonight."

    Fu Xin was nervous, "Why?"

    "No reason," Zong Yuan tapped Fu Xin's head with his hand, "Be obedient, huh?"

    He looked at the nearby vegetable market, "Can you cook?" Fu Xin nodded, frowning, "Have you eaten yet?"

    Zong Yuan hummed, "Did you eat it?"

    Fu Xin shook his head.

    Zong Yuan was happy, "It seems that this matter is destined, let's go, Fu Xin, let me try your handicraft, what if it catches my stomach?"

    He casually teased Fu Xin, "Then I'm yours."

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    Zong Yuan, just flirt with you!  !  !  Sooner or later something will happen!  !  !

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