Once upon a time I had a son

Fang Yu leaned over, knowing that it was useless, he still did not give up and looked at it twice, "Why didn't you say it just now?"

After he finished speaking, he realized by himself that he was angry at that moment, so Fang Tang dared not interrupt.

Alas, what the child wrote for a long time suddenly disappeared, how uncomfortable it must be.

Child.Fang Tang is 24 years old this year, and he is still not weaned in the heart of this old monster.

Seeing his low-browed, pleasing-to-eyes appearance, Fang Yu's heart was in a mess, and he rubbed Fang Tang's head, "It's okay, take your time. If it doesn't work, I'll support you."

Fang Tang's whole body felt comfortable after being rubbed, as if he had drunk an aphrodisiac, he buried his head so that he wouldn't see his rippling expression.

Fang Yu also smiled secretly, and finally regained the feeling of getting along with him before. This kid is still the same as before, always shy when he shouldn't be.

Fang Yu expressed understanding and lack of love.

In the next few days, Fang Tang was really very honest. Fang Yu could see that he was trying hard to play the old self. He was afraid that Fang Yu would not get used to it after being separated for a long time. Call a distressed.

Alas, whose son is as good as mine.

With Fang Yu, the home quickly became bright and clean, the gray curtains were replaced with fresh blue, a few pots of succulents were placed on the balcony, the pots and pans stayed where they should be, and the refrigerator was full of ingredients.

Fang Tang felt that the life of a fairy was nothing more than this. He thought that Fang Yu's return would be enough, but he found that he was an insatiable guy - what if Fang Yu would love him a little?

"Tangtang? It's been an hour, come out and rest your eyes."

"Yeah." Fang Tang left the computer obediently, walked behind him automatically and squeezed his shoulders, "Is Dad tired?"

"Why am I tired?" He poured water, and it wasn't a doll made of ceramics. Fang Yu was worried about him, "Your manuscript editor didn't remind you? Didn't you scold you? Will you wear small shoes for you in the future?"

Fang Tang snickered, his brown eyes were full of tenderness and fascination, but his tone was trembling, "Well... probably not? The editor is very good, and he extended the deadline for me by two weeks."

It seems that he was not the one who went back to the house politely and urged him not to write a single word.

"It's only been two weeks..." Fang Yu counted with his fingers. He knew that Fang Tang had written 10,000+ words before.Now it's time to rush out of work in two weeks, don't you have any ideas?Not modified?Won't you be scolded if you can't pass the quality?

"No, we won't write any more." Fang Yu turned to look at him seriously, "Isn't time too tight... Do I need to pay liquidated damages or something?"

Fang Tang couldn't bear it any longer, buried his face on his shoulder and snickered.Fang Yu was a little uncomfortable at first, but after being laughed at, he relaxed and began to feign anger: "Brat, am I worried about you?"

Fang Tang agreed, and took a deep breath without showing any signs, "My hand is a unicorn arm, and the speed is [-] per hour. Dad, don't worry."

Fang Yu's ears were a little numb, and he dismantled the stage bluntly: "Is that so, how much have you written?"

It was already noon, and Fang Tang had been writing for at least three hours.

"Uh..." Fang Tang looked miserable, "Two thousand."

He only wrote half of the outline, and the original idea was thrown away.He wanted to write a sweet story that reflected himself and Fang Yu.Of course, it can't be too deliberate. The focus of the script is still on the hero and heroine. The love between him and Fang Yu doesn't have to be earth-shattering. It just needs to occupy a small corner of the world and know whether it's warm or not.

Fang Yu rolled his eyes, but he was very pleased with his deliberate misfortune: "I'd better find a job in two days, so that the two of us are too poor to afford food."

Fang Tang was in a hurry, and he couldn't show his passbook, so he could only ask, "What kind of job does Dad want to find?"

Fang Yu thought for a while: "Let's open a private tutoring class, one-on-one, and teach art."

He earned the money for raising Fang Tang in this way before, and he has been famous for a few years, but he only hopes that after five years, his paintings will not be sold, and he will not even be able to accept a student.

Fang Tang's face immediately smelled bad.He decided to change his plan and simply finish writing the notebook in hand and become famous in one fell swoop, so that Fang Yu would not have to have a few more unsightly apprentices.

Seeing Fang Tang's face darken as expected, Fang Yu smiled and recalled Fang Tang's past.

Huh, now thinking of Xiao Tangtang's puffy cheeks and teary eyes, I still think it's cute.

Fang Yu rubbed his head on his shoulder: "Don't scare the kids when the time comes, hahaha."

Fang Tang's face paled a little, seeing his foolish way of laughing and laughing, he felt that he couldn't love.

He got up to cook, Fang Yu went to the kitchen door and asked if he could read the story he wrote.

Fang Tang said with a bitter face that he had actually just written the outline: "That dry one is boring, why don't I tell you the story I wrote before?"

Fang Yu really moved a bench to hold his chin and waited for him to talk. Fang Tang felt that he was about to die of happiness. There were only the two of them in this small space. He washed his hands and made soup for his lover, and his little lover was also here to accompany him. He, his eyes and eyebrows are full of looks he likes, as if they can walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter like this, holding hands until the end of their lives.

"Why are you in a daze? Stupid." Fang Yu leaned against the door frame, "Be careful not to cut your hands."

"Yeah." Fang Tang thought for a while, "Let's tell a story about a young man rescuing his abducted sister."

Fang Tang was chopping vegetables, and his mouth was a little dry after talking for a long time, but seeing Fang Yu's relish, he still didn't want to stop.

Fang Yu frowned, and finally realized that the child had been talking non-stop for half an hour, which was full of emotion and should be exaggerated or low, another girl could die of drunkenness here.

He got up to get a glass of water, and handed it directly to the chatterer: "Drink."

"So they... huh?" Fang Tang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed like something, Fang Yu couldn't describe the feeling, in short, his teeth were sour and crooked.

Fang Tang deliberately asked: "Is it hot?"

Fang Yu said drink it, "I tried it."

Fang Tang would rather imagine that the other party was testing the temperature with his lips, and it was Fang Yu's cup... He felt even more parched.

It is belated and belongs to the restlessness of spring.

He pretended to be Fang Yu and drank a few sips of water, and asked, "The range hood is too loud and I didn't hear you go out. Can you hear me when I tell the story?"

Fang Yu saw that he was extremely thirsty, so he was not willing to enslave him anymore, so he said: "I can't hear you clearly, I will talk about it later."

"Okay." Seeing Fang Yu take back the cup, Fang Tang suddenly turned around and stuffed what was in his hand into the other's mouth.As a result, he was so nervous that his fingers ran across his lower lip, which seemed to be a little wet.

Fang Tang's heart was beating like a drum.

Fang Yu's eyes were widened by him, he opened his mouth to eat something and clicked his tongue: "It's a good thing it didn't stuff it directly into his nose...Huh? Carrot?"

Fang Tang took a plate and cut some radishes for him, and urged him to eat outside like dismissing a child.

Fang Yu likes to eat this, it's sweet and crunchy, Fang Tang doesn't like it, but he never says it.

After Fang Yu left, Fang Tang sneaked a guilty conscience and turned around to take a look.After he couldn't see anyone, he let out a long sigh, froze for a long time and struggled ideologically, and finally licked his index finger with a tangled expression.

The author has something to say: You are so cute, you will definitely talk to me in the text, right_(:з」∠)_