With the sound of the key turning, Fang Zishu, who was wearing a long bathrobe, walked in lightly, but saw that his robe was loose, casually buttoning a few buttons in the middle, revealing a thin chest with some water marks, and while walking, his white long legs loomed in the bathrobe.

Stepping out, Fang Zishu stood on the side of his son's bed, looked at his son's comfortable sleeping face, sighed unconsciously, sat on the edge of the bed gently, stroked Fang Junbo's handsome face, and his relatively plain sword eyebrows were wrinkled and loosened, loose and wrinkled, and he didn't know what he was struggling with.

Sighing fiercely again, Fang Zishu got up and wanted to leave, but he didn't want to, but his wrist was pulled, and the startled Fang Zishu slowly turned around, his son who was still sleeping comfortably on the bed, the only change was that the hand that was tugging at his wrist came out of the quilt.

Gently twitched, the wrist was not rescued, but there was a tendency to be pulled more and more.

When Fang Zishu was hesitant to disturb his son's sleep and save his wrist and was stunned, Fang Junbo on the bed had already followed the heat source, and automatically leaned up, and the hand holding Fang Zishu's wrist had already hugged the left and right positions of his hips, and the pillow where his head had left was rubbed more and more against the root of Fang Zishu's thigh.

"Hey."

sighed from his throat again, looking at the son who was unwilling to be coquettish with his father because he was getting older and older, but unconsciously being a coquettish son in his sleep, Fang Zishu was helpless but also felt more amused and relieved.

I couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, my son was still the cute and soft little bun when he was a child, and he didn't cry or make trouble when he was deformed.

But I didn't know that a certain bun that he thought was soft and cute was a belly full of sesame filling, which seemed to be white and chubby and cute, and he was also ready to say that he didn't have a black heart to swallow him.

Carefully holding Fang Junbo's furry head, he turned over and lay down on the bed, straightened a certain bear ball that was holding his legs, patted his back gently, and hummed softly in his mouth.

"Baby is asleep gently,

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid,

Daddy is always by your side,

No fear of wind and rain, no fear of thunder.

Baby gently asleep,

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid,

Daddy is always by your side,

The night can't hurt you, and loneliness can't be approached.

Baby obediently falls asleep,

Sweet and warm dreams,

Even though darkness cannot be driven out,

Dad is always around, too. ”

This night, Fang Junbo slept peacefully, and the cold dream that had plagued him for a long time never hit again, leaving only a warm belly to nourish his dry body and mind.

Through the fine sunlight through the gaps in the dark blue curtains, he gently kissed Fang Junbo's eyes, his long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened, shyly revealing his shallow and clear eyes like a cup of fragrant tea.

Fang Junbo, who was in a daze with his eyes open and a little angry when he noticed the humanoid pillow being held by his bear, was completely awake.

Fang Zishu, who was being held, bent his legs, clenched his hands into fists and put them on the side of his cheeks next to the bed, his face was flushed, he pouted like a baby, and slept soundly.

Fang Junbo looked at Fang Zishu's sleeping face almost obsessively, his thumb gently rubbed the ruddy apple muscles, Fang Zishu's cheeks were fair and round, full of baby face, a person in his thirties, but he was often considered a college student who had just left school.

Tempted, Fang Junbo took a sip gently, as sweet as he imagined.

In the eyes of the world, Fang Junbo has always been a breezy and bright existence, like the moon, light and light, but the halo is soft, always the most eye-catching existence in the night sky, and everyone has forgotten the fact that the light of the moon flickers freely in the darkness.

The light of the moon, even if it is refracted by the sun, is only a cold, temperatureless cold glow, warm or something, just a mirage-like illusion.

The real Fang Junbo is stubborn and dark, and paranoia has long been in his bone marrow.

"Yo, class leader, do you want to go to the basketball court for a one-on-one game?"

In the quiet classroom, everyone is struggling to write, after all, it's the most critical senior year of high school, even if the physical education class is intended to release the pressure of students, not many people really go out to relax.

After all, the most critical level in life is not only to achieve your future, but also to fulfill your parents' expectations.

When the voice sounded, everyone raised their heads, and involuntarily shifted their eyes with a hint of hope to the squad leader Fang Junbo.

At this time, Fang Junbo was reading the book in his hand comfortably, when the voice sounded, he didn't look up, and when he was watched by more than thirty pairs of eyes, he didn't look up, he seemed to be focused, but in fact, he didn't know where to go.

Until he was completely ignored, the voice owner came over embarrassed and angry, and slapped Fang Junbo's book, "Damn, how dare you ignore me?" ”

Looking blankly at the back of his hand with the distinct tones of the snow-white pages, and exhaling a slightly turbid breath, Fang Junbo finally pulled back his thoughts that had floated to the edge of the sky and put them on the person who was almost on fire.

The person who came was wearing a blue and white fat school uniform, with his sleeves rolled up to his shoulders without any image, revealing his muscular arms, his slightly chocolate-colored skin with a healthy luster, and upwards, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with distinct facial features, and black and shiny hair standing on his scalp like a hedgehog, and the whole person was arrogant and sharp, like a sword without a scabbard.

Fang Junbo knew that the person in front of him was the sports committee member in the class - Yu Sheng.

Although he is a member of the writing sports committee, he is read as an ordinary student, and he has no rights and opportunities to play at all, but it is because for the senior high school candidates, physical education class is a decoration on the curriculum, which has been occupied by teachers of various subjects for a long time.

Despite this, Yu Sheng's popularity in the class is quite good, he has a bold personality, he seems to be a little fierce and unkind, but he is affectionate and righteous, and most of his classmates can fight hotly, saying that most of them are actually everyone except for the squad leader Fang Junbo.

I don't know why, since they started in the same class in the third year of high school, Yu Sheng looked down on the other party Junbo, and from time to time he had to provoke and bully him, although he was counter-bullied every time, Yu Sheng was happy to tease Fang Junbo.

His eyes lingered over Yu Shengyi's skin, and then he stared into his eyes, looking into the depths, a thought that should not belong to Chen Gongsheng but seemed to belong to him quietly jumped into his heart.

"I'm sorry, Yu, Sheng," he spit out the name of Yu Sheng out of his mouth ambiguously, curled the corners of his lips sincerely apologetically, and hooked a gentle and meaningful smile, "I was fascinated by reading a book just now, and I ignored other things, but it's just a book, no matter what, I won't ignore you for the sake of books, after all, you are my most important companions, companions." ”

Being stared at by Fang Junbo's shallow eyes reflecting his figure, even people who have no other intentions will be drunk in it, and there is a fallacy that there is already an unspeakable thing hidden in his heart Yu Sheng.

The heat brushed the skin of the whole body, the chocolate color became more and more attractive, even the breathing was a little flustered, his eyes were fluttering, and he just refused to bet on Fang Junbo anymore, "Who, who cares if you are important, just, just ask you, dare to go to the basketball court with me one-on-one, the loser still agrees to the winner with a request." ”

He took a deep look at Hui Yusheng's shy and panicked posture, and before he was ready to hide his anger, he finally looked away, closed the book, stood up and moved his muscles, and looked around the classroom, "Since there is no teacher to come to class today, everyone will go to the playground to exercise, it just so happens that I am tired of reading." ”

"Yay, long live the squad leader."

"The squad leader is high, don't explain."

Throwing down the learning materials that they are reading or writing in their hands, everyone is racing against time, and they can't move to the playground in an instant, after all, compared to studying, activity time is much faster.

In the hearty game, Fang Junbo once again won the victory without suspense, Yu Sheng, who had been defeated and defeated repeatedly, bent over and panted, staring at Fang Junbo with red eyes, people who don't know, still think that he and Fang Junbo have a grudge against their relatives.

Such an expression is like a defeated bulldog, angry and helpless, making Fang Junbo feel more and more funny, touching Yu Sheng's brain (dog) bag (head), he laughed very happily, "You lost again, I decided to change the request this time, after all, it's not interesting to let you learn to bark all the time, I'm tired of seeing it, wait for me to go with me after school, and tell you and my request this time." ”

"Fang Junbo, don't deceive people too much, one day I will definitely win you, you wait for me, when the time comes, I must you kneel down and call my master." Brushing down Jun Bo's hand on his head, Yu Sheng covered his head in disgust and turned away.

After watching Yu Sheng leave, Fang Junbo leaned on the railing, and under the clear blue sky, he once again let go of his thoughts, empty light-colored eyes, weird, flashing, black light.

Chen Gongsheng and the system that convulsed again didn't know anything about this, a variable, which was quietly hiding, ready to carry out a counterattack that caught him off guard.

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