31. Flee again

Along the way, Han Fang's face was dark.

Zhou Fu knew that he was still angry, and the others had already left after helping, and when he left, he also advised: "This kid is very difficult to do at first glance, you can watch it this time, don't let him run away." โ€

Now the two of them were the only ones left in the car. He looked at Han Fang in the back driver's seat, his face was injured again, and he didn't know how many times this was, in order to ease the atmosphere, Zhou Fu asked him in a soft tone: "Does it hurt?" โ€

Then he saw a sneering and cool sneer appear on Han Fang's face: "You try? โ€

was stabbed by the other party's expression and frowned subconsciously, Zhou Fu was not very happy in his heart, he had been thinking about whether anything would happen to Han Fang outside these days, but people were obviously living very well, but seeing the person who had always been lawless and his tail cocked to the sky was sitting in the back, a gray wolf bรจi, with a lonely expression, Zhou Fu's annoyance disappeared.

After being silent for a while, Zhou Fu opened his mouth first: "I didn't inform you about your escape." โ€

Han Fang's brows moved slightly, and he said why the old man hadn't come to arrest him yet, and it turned out that he hadn't received the news at all.

His mind suddenly became active, he knew what he was doing hiding from Li Yu like this, so he had already crawled back to pack up his things and wander the world.

When I thought about it like this, the unhappiness in my heart suddenly dissipated a little, and in a blink of an eye, I remembered the present again.

How did Zhou Fu know that his words aroused Han Fang's thoughts, but when he saw that his face softened, he also breathed a sigh of relief, it was strange to say, it was Han Fang who obviously did something wrong, but he was the one who made the mistake.

Zhou Fu's eyes were dark, he didn't know why, he just subconsciously didn't want the other party to be unhappy, he didn't want to see him frowning with his head down, Han Fang's temperament has been a touch these days, he has always been straightforward, and his mood is all on his face.

Now I lowered my head slightly, I didn't know what I was thinking, but my frowning brows stretched, and when I raised my head, I looked like I was angry, and I didn't have the consciousness of a prisoner at all.

"I'm hungry."

Not to mention Han Fang and Zhou Fu were a little hungry just now, he hadn't eaten much these days, and finally caught Han Fang's hanging heart and fell, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he went to a small shop, parked the car and prepared to go down.

"What about me?" Han Fang glared, his hands were still tied behind his back and sat in the car, his shirt was a little crooked because of the struggle just now, so that more white skin was exposed inside, Zhou Fu glanced at it, and the smile on his lips was amiable, "Han Fang, I won't give you a chance to escape." โ€

As he spoke, he got out of the car and locked the door in Han Fang's almost cannibalistic sight, but he remembered the scene when he bathed Han Fang for the first time for no reason.

The boy's body was as appealing as his careless but unusually bewildering face.

What's going on with him lately.

In a place where Han Fang couldn't see, Zhou Fu closed his eyes and clenched his hands hard, feeling the slight pain of his nails piercing into the flesh, and then walked to a small shop not far away.

Han Fang was a little listless in the car, he originally thought that Zhou Fu would take him out to eat and wait for an opportunity to run away, but he didn't expect that people were quite good. He tugged at the corners of his mouth and thought to himself, which didn't match his appearance of five big and three rough.

Han Fang turned his head lazily, and saw Zhou Fu standing at the door of the small shop through the window, and looked over from time to time. The owner of the shop is doing business at the door, and such food stalls are not uncommon, and they all set up a shed at the door as a kitchen for stir-frying.

He turned his head back in a dull way, thinking about what Zhou Fu was going to do to him, his eyes were staring at the steering wheel, and suddenly his brain flashed.

Han Fang loves cars, naturally also knows the structure of the car, some cars can be opened from the inside after the door is locked from the outside by the key, in order to prevent children from being trapped inside and unable to get out.

Although Han Fang is not a child, he is now grateful for the setting, and only hopes that Zhou Fu's car can compete and not disappoint him.

So Han Fang's hand was still tied back, but he was disabled Zhijian (not) rubbed against the handle of the car door, while rubbing while watching Zhou Fu's dynamics with a sideways face, and then he heard a click, he was happy and then his body tilted and almost didn't fall down, Han Fang hurriedly stabilized his body, and looked at Zhou Fu, who was still in the distance, and quickly bent down to close the car door again, and ran away.

After about ten minutes, Zhou Fu walked to the car with two packed egg fried rice, opened the lock and opened the door from the driver's seat, and said as he entered: "Oh, I brought you a bowl of ......."

The sound stopped abruptly.

The car was empty.

Zhou Fu felt that he was so stupid that he panicked, how could he rest assured that he would put Han Fang alone in the car, this kid had a lot of ideas, and suddenly his appetite was gone, so he threw the egg fried rice into the co-pilot's seat, and he was ready to go to Han Fang when he drove, and it was estimated that he couldn't run far.

There was a coldness in Zhou Fu's eyes, and he couldn't accept that person running away again and again, his lips trembled slightly, and the name was spit out from the tip of his tongue.

"Han Fang ......"

With a slight shudder and sigh.

Zhou Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was a flash of confusion in the eyes of this man with a strict complexion.

The next moment he ignited the engine, and his face hidden in the darkness was cold and resolute.

When Li Yu returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was not too late.

He looked for Han Fang for an hour, and he didn't know what the person who took Han Fang was, he even wanted to check and had nowhere to start, so he could only follow the route said by others and drive down vigorously, and he didn't know where he was going after driving, and opened the window to let the cold wind pour in to sober himself up, so that the restless heart calmed down, but the frozen fingertips were cold and his thoughts were still confused.

He remembered Han Fang's delicate eyebrows and eyes like an ink painting in the past three days, his fingertips moved slightly as if to outline the person's eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't help but think of Han Fang's look when he looked at him casually, and occasionally showed a lazy, nonchalant smile, with a slight ridicule, and his eyes were wanton and merry.

Han Fang seems to be the same way no matter who he is, with a careless and absent-minded look, and that smile that is full of care, even talking to you is lazy, slow and unhurried with a bit of mockery, faint, as if to the world.

This person is unreal, his eyes are clear enough to see through all the darkness in your heart, just because you are so insignificant to him that he is too lazy to pay attention to it, and he is too lazy to be hypocritical, so he always has that indifferent smile, and all the dissatisfaction and pleasure are piled up on his face.

Whoever makes Han Fang unhappy, his smile will gradually outline into a cool sneer from indifference, his eyes are slightly cold and mocking, and his eyebrows are still careless, as if nothing can make him think about it, and it is true, he never holds grudges, because no matter what he does, he cleans up on the spot, and tirelessly cleans up these troubles, like treating annoying flies.

The house was empty.

There are CDs scattered all over the ground, and yesterday he was playing games with Han here, and the other party was playing with great interest like a child, and the kitchen was still stacked with dishes that had not been washed after the two of them finished eating.

Li Yu went upstairs and opened the door of the room, Han Fang was still living in it yesterday, turned on the light and the quilt was still spread out in a mess on the bed, he walked over and opened the door of the cabinet, there were still a bunch of clothes hanging inside, some of which had not even been cut off.

But the man was gone.

He didn't know where he had gone.

Li Yu sat on the edge of the bed in despair, feeling like he was enchanted, and when he saw Han Fang, his heart was filled with satisfaction, but when that person was not under his nose, he would inexplicably rise a kind of loss, this feeling was very strange, as if something was gradually corroding his heart, but with some almost bitter sweetness, he couldn't bear to break it.

It's really inexplicable.

Li Yu buried his head in the palm of his hand, the dim light lengthened his shadow, illuminating him a little lonely, he closed his eyes as if he wanted to feel the breath left by Han Fang, his heart was still irritable, he had never been so irritable, even in the face of his younger brother who was about to move.

He felt that since Han Fang came, he had become extremely wrong, and he couldn't help but be affected by this person's every move, and he would unconsciously spoil the other party, wanting to hold him in the palm of his hand, and when he saw him, he would soften his heart and feel satisfied from the inside out. This is not a way to treat a friend, no friend will secretly kiss him while the other person is asleep, he just sees the beautiful shape of the lips are ruddy and full, and unconsciously looks down to taste the sweetness.

Maybe it's just a whim.

Li Yu said that to himself, but no one told him that he couldn't extricate himself from the consequences of his whim.

Li Yu walked out of the room, he looked down at the cold room, yesterday he was still full of vitality, today he is a pile of dead things, and the loss of that noisy person is like his heart being gouged out at this moment.

What the other party meant to him, Li Yu didn't know.

But if you like it......

Li Yu's hand rested on the handrail of the staircase, gradually forming several scratches.

He couldn't grasp that person, just as he couldn't grasp his own heart at the moment.

Li Yu smiled as if he was about to cry, and his eyes completely darkened.