Of course, compared to before, Fu Yanzhuo probably achieved his goal.

Zhang Yao seemed no longer obsessed with having a closer connection with him, and had been calm for a long time, avoiding him as much as he could.

Naturally, he didn't make any frightening demands again, as if that incident had never happened, he kept his mouth shut about the kiss that Fu Yanzhuo taught him that night, and he didn't even dare to keep his eyes on Fu Yanzhuo.

He no longer went out to mess around, he avoided Fu Yanzhuo peacefully, went out early in the morning, took the subway to and from get off work, and minimized his sense of existence.

In this regard, Fu Yanzhuo did not take any measures.

He had already thought about today's situation, the kiss that night was hasty, but in the whole night after that, he had enough time to think about Zhang Yao's possible reaction.

Similarly, he also had a lot of time to think about how he should deal with the aftermath of this matter, but the answer was no.

After he did that extraordinary thing, he didn't have a good way to deal with it.As for their future, Fu Yanzhuo naturally also thought of it.

Even Zhang Yao's quietness and hiding from himself is not the worst - in Fu Yanzhuo's prediction, the worst may be that Zhang Yao ran away from home because of anger or fear.

That night Fu Yanzhuo went home first, Zhang Yao usually took the subway a little later than him, and he waited for Zhang Yao to come back to have dinner together - this was the most peaceful time between them recently.Also silent.

But it's very gratifying, because Zhang Yao can still sit at the same table with him and eat, and he didn't completely tear up his face with him because of his impulse.

More than half of the summer has passed, and the holidays are coming to an end.

The food on the table gradually cooled down in the frightening summer evening, the financial newspaper turned to the last page, Fu Yanzhuo took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock.

The street lights outside came on.

The cicadas were loud, but the living room was quiet.

Fu Yanzhuo took out his mobile phone, and the chat history still remained at the few messages he sent half a month ago but did not get a reply.

Just as was thinking about sending a WeChat message, a message popped up first.

Someone who hasn't spoken to him for a long time sent a text message:

"I will see my friends off tonight, and I may not go back tonight."

Fu Yanzhuo was stunned, his fingers hesitated on the keyboard.

The kids are grown up and it's time for them to have their own private lives.

But... friends?

He thought of the young man he saw in the bar last time.

Fu Yanzhuo typed: where?

Just when I was about to send it, I felt that my management was too wide.

He said that he wanted to let the little things be free. How could he have the freedom to spend the night outside at the age of 21 or 2 and still be tortured?

But, shouldn't Zhang Yao go to gay bars again?

Fu Yanzhuo was still struggling, but Cheng Lin sent a message.

"Brother Yan, your kid is here again."

The word "your home" stunned Fu Yanzhuo for a moment.

Then a photo came over, and as expected, it was still the young man.

He whispered next to Zhang Yao's ear, not knowing what he was talking about, Zhang Yao's brows were tightly frowned, his expression was worried, as if he was very impatient.But in fact, Zhang Yao wouldn't listen to an impatient person at all.

He thought it might be because the bar was too noisy that they got so close.

Fu Yanzhuo replied: Yes.

Cheng Lin couldn't help laughing when he saw the word "um".

Song Qi asked him what was wrong, Cheng Lin said: "It's nothing, I think it's interesting."

Zhu Xin was sitting next to him playing games, Cheng Lin circled back, Song Qi laughed a few times, and joked at Cheng Lin's unruly actions: "Every time I come out with you, I feel like I'm too busy and I'm going to suffer."

Cheng Lin held the waist in his arms and laughed: "No way, you can find one too."

Song Qi picked up the wine and took a sip.

"There are too few people who are close to each other."

The two of them looked down. In the booth on the first floor, the two children were talking to each other. They didn't know what they were talking about. The children in Fu Yanzhuo's family didn't seem to like to laugh very much.It's like being fried anytime.

"How did Fu Yanzhuo raise it?" Cheng Lin couldn't help being curious: "How can such an obedient child be raised?"

Song Qi also glanced down, remembering the meal that Zhang Yao didn't give face to, thinking that Zhang Yao didn't seem to have anything to do with being obedient.

"You don't need to donate your eyes, are you so good? Fu Yanzhuo, kid, screw it up."

Before Cheng Lin could speak, Zhu Xin suddenly pushed his hand away, Cheng Lin and Song Qi exchanged glances, Song Qi couldn't help laughing, Cheng Lin shrugged—he was unhappy again.

He glanced at the Shunmao kid below again, and thought: The one at the bottom is not so difficult to serve no matter how you look at it.

Zhu Xin sat in the distance and went to play with his mobile phone by himself. Cheng Lin smacked his lips: "Those who don't know think he is my benefactor."

Song Qi glanced at him, thinking that Cheng Lin was just like this: "It's good if you plan to calm down."

Cheng Lin thought to himself, how restrained is he?Still not worried?After all, Zhu Xin has a bad temper.But he still remembered the one below, and he asked: "Why are you twisting? Last time, Fu Yanzhuo and I praised their children, saying they looked good, and Fu Yanzhuo also said that they were just watching? Is there a story?"

He himself is not living well, and he also wants to hear how Fu Yanzhuo has a headache for the young man. Although they have a different relationship, Zhu Xin seems to be about the same age as that child, so maybe it is not too difficult to deal with?

Before he finished speaking, he saw a person from the corner of the corner of his eye——Fu Yanzhuo.

"Yo, didn't you say you can't come?" Cheng Lin took out his phone and glanced at WeChat again, the word "um" was still there.

"Do you want to try again?" Cheng Lin asked Song Qi, swaying: "Isn't this the one in front of you who is close to your eyes? If you become me, it will be considered a worry."

Fu Yanzhuo stood at the door and scanned around first, and saw two people in the farthest corner. Jiang Ting had a cigarette in his mouth, and handed one to Zhang Yao, who ignored him.

"Why, no?" Jiang Tingliu leaned over and hooked Zhang Yao's shoulders together: "No way, can't you smoke at such an age? It's a shame!"

Zhang Yao glanced at him, not understanding where Jiang Ting's inexplicable sense of superiority came from.But looking at the cigarette, he didn't refuse.

He took the cigarette, Jiang Ting smiled, and skillfully dusted the cigarette: "Man, how can you not smoke and drink?"

Zhang Yao flipped through Byakugan and didn't argue with him. He twirled the cigarette and remembered a puff of smoke on the lawn a few years ago.Borrowed from Fu Yanzhuo.

Bitter, choking, not very pleasant, but warm.It wasn't like a vicious kiss one day later, hot, scary, flimsy, full of alcohol.

Zhang Yao doesn't smoke, and he doesn't drink very much alcohol. Most likely it's hot summer nights, when he's at home or on vacation, and he drinks a can of cold beer with Fu Yanzhuo after dinner.Fu Yanzhuo doesn't seem to like beer very much, and now that he thinks about it, it's probably to accommodate himself.He always takes care of himself in this kind of thing, trivial kindness can be seen everywhere, and in the end it will add up to a considerable amount, but he doesn't care about it, and uses these little things to trap him little by little.

Smoking addiction and alcohol addiction are two completely different things. There are many people who are addicted to cigarettes, and many people quit. It seems that there are not as many alcoholics as smokers, but it seems that it is more difficult to quit.Probably the starting point of smoking and drinking is different. Smoking is because of annoyance, and after smoking it is even more annoying. Drinking is because of drinking to relieve worries?Forgot for a while?

Zhang Yao is not interested in smoking, and he is not too interested in the colorful glass of wine in front of him, but he suddenly wants to try this cigarette.Fu Yanzhuo was a smoker before, but he always restrained himself in front of himself. He always pretended to be a nice person in front of himself.

Fu Yanzhuo is also addictive, unlike tobacco and alcohol, the water flows slowly, making people unable to refuse, and in the end the supply is insufficient.

Zhang Yao imitated the appearance of the man in his impression, holding the cigarette holder to his lips.

"Tsk, why are you so boring?" Jiang Ting helped him light a cigarette: "It was agreed to send me off, but I turned down the small party and you come with me? Going to an Internet cafe is more interesting than sitting around!"

As he spoke, he approached Zhang Yao and put his hand on Zhang Yao's shoulder.

There was a 'snap' from the lighter——

Fu Yanzhuo's brows twitched violently, across the crowd, the flame of the lighter made him frown, and the cigarette Zhang Yao held to his lips was even more dazzling.

Cheng Lin waved to him at the stairs.

When picking up a cigarette, there was a very familiar figure passing by, and Zhang Yao caught it out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but look at it.

"Hey, isn't that your uncle?" Jiang Ting also pointed at Fu Yanzhuo.

Fu Yanzhuo went up the stairs without squinting, as if he didn't see them at all.

Jiang Ting asked, "Do you want to go over and say hello?"

Zhang Yao thought for a while, they hadn't spoken for a long time.

It's been a long time since Fu Yanzhuo got drunk.

The daily communication is probably limited to sometimes waking up late, it is difficult to avoid meeting, Fu Yanzhuo asked him: Do you want me to see you?He shook his head and politely said no.

"No way." Zhang Yao shook his head and said, "It's inconvenient for him to be friends with me." He saw Cheng Lin on the second floor, and also saw the back of Song Qi who was leaving.

They were the same last time, and that was Fu Yanzhuo's world.

Jiang Ting gave him a strange look, recalled the last time, and asked: "By the way, I forgot to ask you last time, what's the matter? We were arrested at the door? We are already old, and he still cares about it."You won't let you drink? I remember that your relationship is not normal?"

When talking, Jiang Ting spit out smoke rings proficiently, the smoke was lingering, Zhang Yao felt choked, and asked: "What is there to smoke?"

The cigarette was burning at the fingertips, Zhang Yao didn't smoke after lighting it, and Huo Xiaozi burned half of it on his own.

Before Jiang Ting could speak, the movement of him holding the cigarette butt to his lips was a little green.

Zhang Yao unskillfully took the second cigarette in his life.

Jiang Ting was still asking: "Didn't you say that you have nothing to do with each other, are you just borrowing? I remember that your relationship was quite estranged before, why was he so angry when I met him at the door last time? I was shocked, and I thought who was it......almost called the police."

The choking smell of smoke flowed down the throat, the pungent peppermint smell rushed into the lungs with the bitter smell of tobacco, Zhang Yao couldn't speak, and coughed after half a mouthful, Jiang Ting couldn't hold it backLaughed at him and patted him on the back again.

"Hey, does your kid still smoke? When we met, Cheng Lin pointed at Zhang Yao and joked.

Fu Yanzhuo looked back, just in time to see Zhang Yao spit out half a puff of smoke, and the remaining half puff probably choked into his lungs because of unfamiliarity, coughing violently, Jiang Ting laughed happily beside him.

Cheng Lin was also amused: "Yo, it doesn't look very good, just learning? That's great, young man." He took a deep breath of cigarettes, and puffed out the clouds skillfully.

Song Qi came back from the bathroom and was not surprised to see him, nodding his head as a greeting, Fu Yanzhuo also nodded slightly, several people sat down, no one spoke for a while.

Cheng Lin looked at their indifferent and strange atmosphere, and gave Song Qi a wink, but Song Qi didn't know if he understood, and he didn't move.

Fu Yanzhuo turned his back to downstairs, not knowing what's going on downstairs.

Cheng Lin asked: "I thought I was here to catch your children again. Why didn't you even say hello today? Are you making trouble again?"

Fu Yanzhuo thought to himself, it would not be a day without saying hello.

"Grow up, let him make trouble."

"Tsk." Cheng Lin took out a cigarette and gave it to the two of them. Fu Yanzhuo took it and put it on the table. Cheng Lin couldn't help sighing: "You are too conscientious to take care of your child. Those who don't know think you are his own."Where is dad?"

It would be great if it was really a real father.

He is sure to hold the little bastard on the back of his neck and tidy it up, if he dares to make trouble with him like this, his legs will be broken by him.

After thinking about it, felt that couldn't—reluctantly.

"I just told Xiao Song, how did you teach me how to bring this child..." Before he finished speaking, seeing Zhu Xin taking a big sip of a glass of wine with a high degree of alcohol, Cheng Lin's eyes darkened, and he forgotFinish the second half of the sentence.

Fu Yanzhuo sneered, without explaining.

"Yo, I'm leaving." Cheng Lin pointed to the downstairs while smoking a cigarette.

Fu Yanzhuo turned back and saw the two got up, walked out side by side, passing through the most noisy area, and their heads were facing each other when they were talking.

Zhang Yao still looked impatient, but listened carefully.

Honestly, it's kind of jarring.

"I didn't say that. Do you know where I am?" Cheng Lin rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "You bring a little gay with your child?"

Fu Yanzhuo said lightly: "No, he is not."

isn't it?

Cheng Lin looked at Zhang Yao's back, suspicious.

I've been here several times, even if didn't know where it was the first time, should know it later, right?

How can anyone go to a gay bar if they have nothing to do?

After a few words, Fu Yanzhuo also got up and left.

"Shouldn't you sit down for a while? We just chatted a few words, and didn't drink any wine!"

Fu Yanzhuo shook his head: "I have something to do tomorrow, you can talk about it."

Song Qi didn't respond from the beginning to the end, stood up now, and followed Cheng Lin to send Fu Yanzhuo downstairs.

Fu Yanzhuo said, "There's no need to come down, I'll just go by myself."

Several people declined, Zhu Xin drank a little too much, shook, Cheng Lin was a little embarrassed, Fu Yanzhuo laughed, Cheng Lin immediately carried Zhu Xin up to the third floor.

Song Qi and Fu Yanzhuo were left looking at each other.

"I..." Fu Yanzhuo had just opened his mouth when Song Qi said, "I had some wine tonight, did Brother Yan drive? Can you give me a ride?"

It's nothing inconvenient. Although they had contacted before and ended up letting it go, but it didn't make any trouble. Fu Yanzhuo smiled: "Let's go."

The car was driving on the road, Song Qi sat beside him with his eyes closed, and Fu Yanzhuo was thinking about the little boy.

Said not to go home tonight, where did you go?

There are many tall buildings and hotels near the bar.

"Brother Yan..."

Song Qi interrupted Fu Yanzhuo's thoughts, and Fu Yanzhuo hummed.

Song Qi smiled: "Is Brother Yan still single now?"

"Yes." Fu Yanzhuo agreed, seeing Song Qi's expression from the reflection of the glass.

They are all human beings, enough to say here.

But Fu Yanzhuo didn't continue after speaking for a long time.Song Qi could only continue to say: "I didn't understand last time, why suddenly we became friends."

With a chuckle, Boss Fu didn't take this to heart, and said, "It's good to be friends."

Song Qi also laughed: "In the final analysis, it's just that I haven't reached the point where I like it."

Fu Yanzhuo thought for a while, and it was indeed.

A little good, but not enough.

When Song Qi's house arrived, Fu Yanzhuo stopped the car: "Be careful."

Song Qi nodded and got out of the car, thanked him and left.

It was late at night, but Boss Fu was very unhappy.

Because he didn't know where Zhang Yao was, at this point, he suddenly felt that he had nowhere to go.

After hesitating for a long time, finally took out phone and sent a WeChat message.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, Zhang Yao glanced at it, and there were a few simple words in the pop-up window: Where are you?

Jiang Ting pressed his hands on the keyboard and operated violently: "Hey! Why are you not moving?"

Zhang Yao felt that there was something wrong with him staying with Jiang Ting for a long time, and actually accompanied Jiang Ting to the Internet cafe to play games.

"I'm going home." He was about to leave with his bag on his back, Jiang Ting raised his head: "Is it right? Send me off like this? It's broken?"

Zhang Yao gave him a Byakugan: "It's not that I won't come back. When did I miss you during the holiday? If it's the farewell ceremony for the body, I will accompany you all night."

Jiang Ting was so angry: "You... go, go, go!"

Zhang Yao ignored it, and went straight downstairs to take a taxi and left.

But when he got home, he found that there was no one at home, the door on the second floor was ajar, and the only light in the huge house was the street lamp outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fu Yanzhuo asked him where he was, and he thought Fu Yanzhuo had already returned home.

Then the reason why he replied so late after sending his wechat, and the reason why he appeared in the bar, was not that he thought he was looking for him.

Fu Yanzhuo probably went to see Song Qi, and when he was excited, he glanced at his phone, and accidentally saw his message, so he casually took care of him, right?

But he thought that Fu Yanzhuo was looking for him.

He is so pathetic.

Zhang Yao stood downstairs for a long time, thinking to himself, after all, he is still a little pet who comes and goes as soon as he is called.

When he said that Fu Yanzhuo was trying to domesticate himself, he was right.He clearly knows how hypocritical those so-called 'adults' are, and he just believes in the most cunning person.

He made himself a pet that couldn't be separated from him, and he couldn't leave, but Fu Yanzhuo didn't care.

They are all irresponsible people.

Zhang Yao, let's go.

I want starfish and I want to collect "Finger Fingers"