"Thank you." Fu Yanghe said when he landed.

Ban Juegongbu smiled, but didn't say anything, and continued to walk up. Fu Yanghe turned around and saw Zhang Yue in the distance.

He suddenly felt excited again and followed Ban Juegongbu up. The wind was strong, and suddenly there was a strong wind that almost blew off his hat. Thanks to Ban Juegongbu's quick hand, he pressed it down. The strong wind blew Fu Yanghe's hair flew wildly, brushing against his dry palms. He pressed a piece of soft hair with a little force.

Tibetan men have more hair growth, but now times have changed. Although fewer men with tied hair, most Tibetan men still have long hair. However, Tibetan men’s long hair looks wild and unruly, but Fu Yanghe’s long hair has a completely different feeling, elegant and elegant.

"You have such good hair," he said.

For some people who dance, hair is also part of body language. For example, hair wet with sweat floats with the dance, Fu Yanghe feels very happy, which will make him feel refreshed. Because he accidentally got sunburned last time, he stopped tying his hair, and when he put it down, he just covered his neck. Now that the wind blows, his neck is exposed, and Banjuegongbu sees his slightly red and swollen neck.

"I have specially maintained my hair," said Fu Yanghe. "The first time I saw you, wearing a mask, and seeing you have short hair, I thought you were a Han nationality, because I remembered that Tibetan men usually had long hair."

"I think short hair is easy to deal with and easy to take care of. I have also had long hair before."

Fu Yanghe wanted Ban Jue Gongbu, who had long hair, to be handsome, must be wild, like a young and strong lion.

"You haven't applied the ointment I gave you?" asked Banjuegongbu.

"I'm afraid I'll rub it on my collar, so I didn't wipe it."

The ruins of the houses had been made of protective railings. Fu Yanghe looked outside and turned around and saw Zhang Yue climbing up panting. He smiled and said, "Teacher Zhang, are you tired?"

Zhang Yue said awkwardly: "It's okay."

Actually, he was really tired. He had a little altitude sickness. Although it was not serious, he felt a little uncomfortable. He was so tired that he was panting after climbing a slope. There was a slope that was too steep. He tried several times but couldn't climb up. Banjue Gongbu was honest and went down to pull him.

The wind was too strong on the top of the head. The ruins seemed to be on a wind vent. The sun was so big above the head, and it felt cold when they stood on the top. They stood on the top for a while before they went down. Zhang Yue pretended to twist his feet and insisted on putting Fu Yanghe's shoulder. Fu Yanghe had no choice but to support him and secretly pinched his waist.

Zhang Yue was more courageous than him, so he called out on purpose, and the screams were extremely ambiguous. Ban Jue Gongbu, who was ahead, really looked back and Fu Yanghe became honest.

Zhang Yue seemed satisfied and said, "You still have to hold a spring sports meeting in our school when we were in the second year of high school. I ran 3,000 meters. On the last lap, I fell down and twisted my feet. You helped me walk through the finish line."

Fu Yanghe said: "I have forgotten the matter of Chen Zhimao and rotten millet."

"You forgot, but I still remember it. It was at that time that I felt that it was great to have you by my side."

Zhang Yue wrote him the first love letter during the summer vacation when the sports meet ended.

At that time, mobile phones had just become popular, and campus romance was still the era when love letters were dominated by love letters. Later, Zhang Yue wrote more and more love letters to him. Later, Zhang Yue left the cabinet and was driven out by his family. He had no place to live. He even squeezed through a bed with him. While sleeping, Zhang Yue tried to touch him, but as soon as his hand touched his ear, he held it down.

Fu Yanghe said: "Yes, good brother, for the rest of his life."

Zhang Yue's smile was a little bitter, but soon the bitterness disappeared. It was easy to be unable to bear it if he put in a little force on the plateau. Seeing Fu Yanghe's breathing slightly, he couldn't bear it. He let go and said, "It's much better, I can leave by myself."

Since Fu Yanghe decided to completely cut off his thoughts this time, he felt that he could not be soft-hearted, so he immediately took two steps and walked to Banjuegongbu.

Banjue Gongbu was about to help Zhang Yue, but Zhang Yue rubbed against Fu Yanghe at that time. Now seeing Fu Yanghe coming to him, he looked back at Zhang Yue and asked, "Is Teacher Zhang's feet okay?"

"It's okay, it's much better, just go by yourself."

After Xiao Tang learned about this, he said to Fu Yanghe: "It's not that I'm saying it's ugly. There must be something hateful about a poor person. Teacher Zhang hasn't been chasing you for so many years. It has to do with his own soft-heartedness. If I were him, I would just push it down. He would be fine, but he couldn't bear to let go and he would, but he would drag it down and he wouldn't have the only one possible."

When I went back, Fu Yanghe was still separated from Zhang Yue, but Xiao Tang sat down and said that he wanted to use his assistant's remaining energy to save his boss' relationship. After all, he would have to cooperate for a long time in the future.

Zhao Xiaojun suddenly spoke and asked, "Teacher Fu, why don't you take Teacher Zhang's car?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the car was a little subtle. Before Fu Yanghe could speak, Xiao Yang said, "I just take a car casually, so why are there so many whys."

Fu Yanghe smiled and looked at Xiao Yang through the rearview mirror. He saw Xiao Yang's white and cold face, still expressionless, but when he looked at him, he raised the corner of his mouth.

After all, Xiao Yang is so considerate, with a cold face and a warm heart.

Zhao Xiaojun continued, "I think Teacher Zhang is very injured."

Fu Yanghe didn't spew out his mouthful of old blood, and Xiao Yang hit Zhao Xiaojun with his knee. Ban Juegongbu drove his car expressionlessly, as if he didn't listen to what their teachers and students were saying. Fu Yanghe was a little embarrassed.

However, he also felt that Zhao Xiaojun and Xiao Yang's reactions were strange. When he returned to the factory, he asked Xiao Tang: "Why do I think everyone seems to know that I like men? It seems that Zhang Yue likes me, and they know that they also know."

Xiao Tang: “…”

Fu Yanghe knelt on the sofa and stared at Xiao Tang who was applying facial mask.

Xiao Tang coughed and said, "Everyone knows it, but you just think you don't know it, do you?"

"Ah?" Fu Yanghe was very frightened, "How did they know? Did you tell them?"

"They are not blind. They have been with you for so long, how could they not know your sexual orientation? As for Teacher Zhang likes you, you can tell that blind people? Speaking of which, are you doing a show you have been a bit too much for dinner? You even picked up food for the class manager? I see that Zhang Yue's face is green, right?"

Fu Yanghe was shy there, and suddenly heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw that it was Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue asked, "One person?"

Fu Yanghe immediately said: "There is Xiao Tang."

"Can you come out? I want to talk to you."

"I'm ready to go to bed..."

"Talk about it, I can't sleep if I don't talk about it."

"Okay then." Fu Yanghe went back and took his coat and put it on, curled his lips at Xiao Tang. Xiao Tang sat up, his eyes wide open.

"You Teacher Zhang seems to be going to confess your love to you Teacher Fu." Xiao Tang immediately told Huang Jingchen and the others about the gossip. They were dancing in the same room, and immediately ran towards the corridor when they heard this. Huang Jingchen saw Xiao Yang hanging on the sofa and asked, "Don't you watch?"

Xiao Yang ignored him and Huang Jingchen ignored him and ran out quickly. Several people lay on the far right side of the corridor, leaning their heads and looking at the corner of the wall.

"Tell me, I'm so cold outside." Fu Yanghe wrapped his coat and looked trembling.

Zhang Yue looked at him under the moonlight, and didn't say anything. Fu Yanghe felt so sad when he saw it, and said, "If you don't say it, I'll leave."

As a result, he turned around and was about to leave, when Zhang Yue grabbed his arm and pressed it to the wall. Fu Yanghe was startled and instinctively turned his head away, and Zhang Yue kissed him in the face.

"Zhang Yue!" Fu Yanghe held his throat and pushed hard, but unfortunately he couldn't shake Zhang Yue at all. Zhang Yue wanted to turn his face, so he turned his head tightly, thinking that he would keep his first kiss even if he beat him to death. He couldn't take advantage of this bastard!

Seeing that he was disobedient, Zhang Yue kissed him on his neck. A dark cloud came over, covering the moon in the sky. The wind was also strong, and the young people on the upper floor were trembling. Huang Jingchen whispered: "Teacher Zhang is not using force, right?"

"Do we want to go down and help Teacher Fu?" Zhao Xiaojun asked.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, someone yelled behind him: "Teacher Zhang!"

The moon came out of the dark clouds again, and Zhang Yue was pushed away by Fu Yanghe. He staggered and took a step back. He looked up at the second floor and saw Xiao Yang looking at him fiercely.

It was so dangerous. Fu Yanghe wiped his face and quickly walked away from Zhang Yue a few steps away, and then said, "Damn, if you do this again, don't blame me for turning against you! You like me so much, I am very grateful to you, but you can be a brother or a friend, but you can't be a lover! This is the second time you have chewed my face. I will never stop doing this again. I will castrate you in the fuck!"

After Fu Yanghe said that, he walked towards the stairs angrily. Several people upstairs were silent, and Huang Jingchen suddenly pointed at a dark shadow downstairs: "Is that Mr. Ban?"
Chapter completed!