69novels Chapter 51 Drunk
Chapter 51 Drunk
After the Chinese New Year, Chi Baiwan started filming a new commercial. At the same time, he received a call from a university when he was busy, informing him that the school would start on March [-] and telling him to report on time.
Boss Huo explained that this is the adult university he signed up for. After all, everyone knows that in today's society, it is impossible to become an actor without a degree.
After thinking about it, he thought it was right, so he asked Yan Fang to help him run errands, submit materials, and collect teaching materials. For this reason, he also invited Yan Fang to eat several meals.
In addition to filming commercials, he and Wen Yuxiao also participated in individual energy variety shows. Chi Baiwan is a waste of individual energy and can only go all out in the flexibility project.
After the show was broadcast, he was intercepted with a lot of moving pictures, some of which were accidentally opened to reveal half of his white waist, sweat stained on his slender neck with blue veins, and eyes dripping with sweat, like butterflies The wings are as slender and beautiful.
The topic floor instantly reached a new height, and fans made countless high-definition pictures, which were widely circulated in the fan circle.
So much so that on the first day of school, when he entered the classroom, there were countless exclamations, and all eyes were fixed on him.
When Chi Baiwan was standing on the stage to introduce himself, he took a chalk and wrote two words neatly on the blackboard:
Luan Yu.
"Please treat me as an ordinary classmate and give me a lot of advice."
Chi Baiwan bowed, his expression was calm, but he was actually in a good mood. He liked going to school.
This is an amphitheater. After taking a seat in the first row, he opened the book and listened attentively. It was as if he had returned to his school days, struggling to pass the exam.
Not everyone was listening to the lecture. The students in the back row were having a great time playing with their mobile phones, sleeping, and chatting.
A man pushed open the door quietly, his appearance was quite natural, like a scumbag student who came to class after going to bed late, the kind who just came to sign in and leave.
He was wearing a mask, scarf, neat hair and a peaked cap, especially his figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of long legs that were crisp and neat. At first glance, he looked like a handsome guy on campus.
Sure enough, the handsome guy didn't bring any books, but just sat silently and quietly in the corner of the classroom, surrounded by a group of sleeping classmates, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He even stared at the front row intently, as if he was really concentrating on his class.
The classmate next door: "Hey, why haven't I met you before? What department are you in?"
Fu Sihan looked at Chi Baiwan with all his heart, when someone asked him, he subconsciously replied: "BusinessAdministration."
The classmate was stunned, "This London accent? Are you a foreigner chasing a Chinese girl?"
The classmate followed his eyes and saw a girl with curly hair. When he saw the beauty, he immediately gossiped: "It's really pretty, you have really good eyesight."
The classmate said with a smile that he noticed Chi Baiwan, hey, and patted Fu Sihan on the shoulder: "Don't tell me, our class is full of beauties, and the boy next to him looks even better. It would be great if he was a woman." ..."
Fu Sihan calmly pushed away the boy's hand touching his shoulder, "Don't touch me."
He couldn't bear to be touched by others, and his severe cleanliness was so serious that it was outrageous.
The boy looked embarrassed, scratched his hair, and found himself a step down: "So your Mandarin is so standard, it's not bad, it sounds good..."
Fu Sihan didn't argue with him any more, folded his arms and leaned back on the chair back, staring at the back of Chi Baiwan's head intently, not willing to waste a second.
After class, Chi Baiwan packed his schoolbag and got up to leave. Seeing that he might turn his head back, Fu Sihan hurriedly lowered his head. However, Chi Baiwan didn't notice him. He just smiled and said goodbye to the students in the back seat and walked out classroom.
Fu Sihan sighed lightly. He should have expected this, but he still had to ask for trouble.
But Fu Sihan still followed him out of the school gate, keeping a distance all the way, neither far nor near, so that he would not be noticed by him, nor would he be too far away from him.
After Chi Baiwan left school, he got into a car named A·111zz, which belonged to Ling Luo. He and Ling Luo chatted and laughed, closed the car door, got on the viaduct, drove towards the city center, and finally stopped at In front of a bar.
This bar is called "Rainbow Color", and the people who come in and out are all men. Ling Luo looks very familiar, and pulls Chi Baiwan, who is still somewhat resistant, into this bar.
Fu Sihan guessed that this was a gay room. Thinking of this, his face became more and more serious, and his eyes looked gloomy and cold.
Then he lowered the brim of his hat and followed in.
The sudden appearance of such a tall and straight man in the bar is extremely eye-catching, especially the man's strong aura, which must be cultivated by long-term immersion in power and money.
Fu Sihan sat in the corner of the bar, folded his hands, and looked at him quietly.
He did one thing this day - looked at Chi Baiwan.
See what he's doing when he's not around.
Like him, Chi Baiwan didn't want to be recognized by others, so he also wore a mask, but Ling Luo was a playful person, so he insisted on pulling Chi Baiwan to sing on stage at night. When everyone booed him, Chi Baiwan had no choice but to hum a song simple song.
Fu Sihan hadn't heard him sing for about a year. The first time he heard it, he felt a huge wave in his heart, and the singing sound penetrated into his heart through his ears, making him almost unable to bear this torture.
What the hell did he do to get rid of Chi Baiwan?
Fu Sihan was gnashing his teeth thinking, when the phone lit up, it was a call from home.
"Master, you should go home quickly, the old man and Mr. Song have quarreled, and they are all in a mess!"
Fu Sihan simply replied "Got it", then glanced at Chi Baiwan again, the feeling of indebtedness overwhelmed him in an instant, and he was really at a loss.
Fu Sihan could only get up and leave.
The people on the stage seemed to catch sight of him from the corner of their eyes, but there was no ripple in his singing, as if he didn't care who he was.
Enduring this sadness, Fu Sihan returned to the courtyard of Fu Zhai. When he got out of the car, he saw the mess all over the floor. The smashed Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain was scattered all over the floor. , Opening his mouth wide, I am afraid that he is about to die of thirst.
Fu Sihan walked over and bent down to pick up the koi, and put them back into the waterfall under the artificial hill. After watching the koi swim again, he got up and shook off the water stains on his hands, and looked at everyone with a blank expression. Man: "What's going on?"
"Someone came to make trouble today, saying that they disagreed with the marriage between the old man and the old lady of the Huo family. The old man was so stubborn that he quarreled with Mr. Song for a long time..."
"Where are they?" Fu Sihan took the towels from the servants and wiped his fingers one by one.
His expression didn't change. He had doubts about this incident a long time ago, so he wasn't surprised to hear it.
Fu Sihan followed the servants to the basement.
In the basement, there are not only halls for communication, but also small rooms with secrets.
It was used by Fu Yun to punish traitors and traitors.
Fu Sihan asked his servants to leave, and went into the basement alone.
Fu Yun sat on the main seat, while Fu Song knelt in front of him, bowed his head and did not speak. His back was covered with welts from his father's beating. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that this was not a movie scene. Or the crime scene in Southeast Asia's Golden Triangle.
Fu Yun picked up the hot tea, "Xiao Han, you won't be persuading me to call off the marriage, are you?"
On such matters, Fu Sihan never said much, so he just walked over to pull his father up, and said coldly, "Grandpa, it's okay."
Fu Yun said uncertainly, "Let go."
Fu Sihan insisted on supporting Fu Song, helped him to sit on the armchair beside him, and said flatly, "I didn't come to force you, I came to agree with you. I wish you and Mrs. Huo your marriage."
Fu Yun froze for a moment.
Fu Song pulled Fu Sihan back: "No, our Fu family's property and the Huo family's property have many conflicts, and they are opposites in almost every field. The combination with the Huo family will definitely hit us. You are usually so rational. Why are you as confused as your grandfather at this time?"
Fu Sihan didn't answer, he carried Fu Song to the door, and beckoned to his servants to take Fu Song away, then he turned around and sat opposite Fu Yun with a calm face: "You know why I support you."
Fu Yun chuckled, "What conditions do you want me to promise you, just tell me."
Fu Sihan poured him a cup of hot tea, "I saw a photo of you and Mrs. Huo when you were young in an old photo album. At that time, the Huo family was an ordinary upstart. Grandpa didn't agree with you being together. Once you miss it, you will spend most of your life. I think that if you have such an opportunity to accompany you for the rest of your life, you should not miss it."
Fu Sihan looked up at him, "I don't have any conditions, I know the feeling of regret, and I also know that people who have never experienced it are not qualified to be considerate of other people's feelings, so I just want to help you make up for the regret, and I have no other requirements .”
Fu Yun looked at him deeply. After a while, he put his hand on Fu Sihan's shoulder and patted it: "Xiaohan..."
Fu Sihan gave a rare wry smile, "Grandpa, I'm working hard too."
Fu Yun didn't know what to say, he remembered that gentle young man almost instantly, and sighed: "He is so unfeeling to you, what's the point? You're so fascinated?"
Fu Sihan said in a low voice: "He's good everywhere, but I'm not good."
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It was already two o'clock in the morning when I left Fu's house.
He went downstairs to Chi Baiwan's house as usual.
These days, he would run here whenever he had nothing to do at night, just hoping to see him for a while.
But tonight was obviously different. The lights in his house were not turned on, which meant that he hadn't returned home yet.
Is it playing at the bar until two o'clock?
Fu Sihan was worried about him, so he waited for a while, and finally saw Ling Luo's car coming from the other side of the avenue. The front of his car just stopped at the entrance of the building, and the lights were turned on. Ling Luo got out of the car and opened the door for Chi Baiwan. Help him walk.
Chi Baiwan drank a lot in the evening, his feet shook when he walked, but he waved his hands, probably wanting Ling Luo to go home, and hugged Ling Luo tightly, his expression looked drunk, very happy, laughing The peach blossom eyes are bent.
Ling Luo also seemed to be in a hurry, and hurriedly said something into the microphone, and after a few instructions to Chi Baiwan, he got in the car and left.
Chi Baiwan was going back to the building door alone, but forgot his schoolbag on the ground.
Fu Sihan's heart beat violently, and he struggled in his heart, should he give it to him or not...
Fu Sihan had never had such a tangled moment.
In the end, he put on his hat and mask and got out of the car, picked up his schoolbag, walked over quickly, and patted Chi Baiwan on the shoulder.
Chi Baiwan turned his head and let out an "ah" in a daze.
Fu Sihan handed him the schoolbag without saying a word.
Chi Baiwan wanted to take it over, but he walked too fast, he didn't look at the road, and suddenly fell down on the threshold. He frowned in pain, rubbed his ankles and took a deep breath.
Fu Sihan subconsciously bent down to hug him, but the movement stopped halfway.
As a stranger, he shouldn't be so abrupt...
But Chi Baiwan was drunk, so he probably won't remember when he wakes up tomorrow.
He couldn't just watch Chi Baiwan fall in front of him and leave it alone.
He was distressed.
Fu Sihan still bent down and picked him up, carrying him all the way to the floor of his house.
He went upstairs very slowly, but the sound of his heartbeat was so loud that it made Chi Baiwan's ears numb, so he had no choice but to put his arms around his neck, as insecure as if he was afraid of falling off.
After opening the door, he put Chi Baiwan on the bed, looked at his face greedily for a while, then turned around with difficulty and decided to leave.
Chi Baiwan's cheeks were flushed when he was drunk, and his cold white neck was stained with alcohol drunkenness. He stretched out his hand slowly, and gently grabbed Fu Sihan's sleeve.
Fu Sihan felt sore in his heart, he hardened his heart and didn't look back.
Chi Baiwan said in a daze: "Who are you... Forget it, it's okay, don't go, stay with me for a while..."
Fu Sihan asked him in a deep voice, "You said that."
Chi Baiwan nodded slightly: "Well, I feel sick to my stomach and want to vomit..."
Fu Sihan finally couldn't bear it any longer, knelt down in pain, kissed his forehead, and pinched his cheek carefully: "You don't even know if I'm a good person, so how dare you let me accompany you..."
Chi Baiwan said softly: "As long as you are not the person in my dream..."
Fu Sihan lifted his clothes clumsily, rubbed his hands to warm them, put them on his stomach, rubbed them lightly, and asked patiently, "Who is the person in your dream...?"
Chi Baiwan seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and shook his head, "I don't remember, I seem to love him very much, but he treated me badly... I don't remember, I really don't remember..."
Fu Sihan didn't know if he was intentionally making him sad in his dream, he lowered his head silently, and hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Chi Baiwan was so strangled by his embrace that he couldn't breathe, and pushed him away forcefully, with a confused tone: "Why are you crying... Sir, you are very strange, please leave..."
His refusal didn't have much strength, but Fu Sihan made a gentle movement, wrapped his arms around him gently, and held him in his arms, "Just for a while..."
Chi Baiwan still frowned, but because he was too uncomfortable, he didn't push him away.
Fu Sihan didn't know how to describe his inner feelings.
Obviously Chi Baiwan was right in front of his eyes, but he felt that he missed Chi Baiwan even more, and the indescribable sadness in his heart made him want to die.
He could only leave Chi Baiwan's room and hide at the door, but did not leave completely.
He wanted to make sure that Chi Baiwan would fall asleep before leaving.
About half an hour later, Fu Sihan heard Chi Baiwan talking in his sleep, his voice fluctuating from loud to soft, and at certain moments, the originally indistinct words became very clear in Fu Sihan's ears.
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Chi Baiwan closed his eyes, drank too much alcohol, he wanted to sleep very much, the warm lips on his forehead still felt the touch, just now, although he was hugged by a stranger in his arms, he still hated being used by others Such a tight hug reminded him of a person, a person he couldn't remember.
That was probably the person he loved.
When he met strangers, his dark eyes were beautiful, but his aura was very strong and his temperament was very cold. When he stared at him, his whole body trembled.
Chi Baiwan felt as if he had been targeted by a ferocious beast, and the beast restrained its strength to embrace him, as if treating a fragile life.
It's weird, hope he feels wrong.
Chi Baiwan turned over in the evening, lifted the quilt under his chin, curled up his legs, and under the catalytic effect of alcohol, he soon fell into a sound sleep.
So, caught off guard, he dreamed of that familiar yet unfamiliar man again.
The man also wore an indifferent and indifferent woody scent. Although it was just a dream, it felt so real that he couldn't tell whether it was virtual or reality for a while.
The man kissed him, kissed him, and even made love to him. Scenes and scenes flashed in his mind. The only difference was that the man's face was blurred. Chi Baiwan thought, this is probably a beautiful scene. illusion.
But the dream is no longer beautiful in the end.
He saw the man's neglect and indifference towards him. It felt like the suffocating water in the deep sea, cold and dark, without a trace of light.
Chi Baiwan felt very scared, so scared that he wanted to cry, he grabbed his collar and muttered to himself: "Don't...don't come here...don't do this to me, brother..."
He is 24 years old this year, but the word "brother" is still the same as that year, which makes Fu Sihan's heart move and makes him even more sad.
He had Chi Baiwan before, but he couldn't let the 24-year-old Chi Baiwan nestle in his arms and act like a baby.
Fu Sihan had been listening outside the door. He heard the young man inside the house crying. His crying was very subdued and pitiful, but he didn't call his name, he just called, brother.
Fu Sihan clenched his fists outside the door. He knew that Chi Baiwan was crying because of those things in the past, but he couldn't hold him in his arms to comfort him...
He was afraid that Chi Baiwan would jump off the balcony again when he saw him.
Fu Sihan could hardly bear the impulse in his heart, he really missed the feeling of hugging him, as long as, as long as Chi Baiwan called his name, he would go in and hug him, definitely...
But Chi Baiwan didn't shout. He was tired from crying and his voice became hoarse. At this time, it was raining outside the window, and the air became humid. fall asleep.
After he fell asleep, Fu Sihan carefully opened the door and walked in, took his hand and coaxed him in a low voice.