The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 19
When the driver took him home, his drunkenness came up after a while. He got out of the car, entered the villa, and when he opened the door, there were two “bang” sounds, and the salute confetti fell from the sky.
He raised his head to meet Fu Cheng’s bright red face.
”Happy birthday! Brother.”
Fu Yuhe fiddled with the shiny paper on his hair.
This idea was definitely not Fu Cheng’s idea, Fu Yuhe turned his head, and there was Shen Yi on the right side of the door, with Fu Cheng on the left and right like a gatekeeper.
The young man was tall and straight, holding a violin in his hand, tilting his head against the violin slightly, his downcast eyes looked beautiful and calm, and then the lights in the villa went dark.
With the violin music close to his ears, Fu Cheng on the other side held the cake and lit candles, and walked towards Fu Yuhe.
After the song “Happy Birthday”, Shen Yi’s voice came from Fu Yuhe’s ear, “Happy Birthday, Brother Fu.” “Your idea?”
Fu Yuhe’s voice was a little hoarse, and he pressed the temple of his headache.
”Hmm.” The young man’s voice sounded lazy.
Fu Yuhe commented: “It’s not good.”
Shen Yi: “It’s enough if the atmosphere is in place, you don’t like it if it’s too exaggerated.” He said such words with such a firm tone, as if he knew Fu Yuhe very well
. Fu Yuhe’s teeth itch.
He squinted his eyes, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, turned his head, and caught the outline of Shen Yi in the shadow, he couldn’t see his expression clearly, but he felt that the other party should be smiling.
Shen Yi originally intended to make it more “lively and exaggerated”, to break Fu Yuhe’s usual indifferent expression, but yesterday Fu Yuhe sent him a signal of reconciliation, Shen Yi reflected on it, and felt that he should also cooperate with him.
It’s birthday, not to mention that Fu Cheng believes in him so much, how can he let his good brother down, the birthday atmosphere is enough, after it is over, it will not be a surprise but a shock.
”Brother, brother, make a wish and blow out the candles.” Fu Cheng walked the process aside, like a dedicated host.
Fu Cheng is obsessed with celebrating his birthday, so every year Fu Yuhe tries to spare time for his birthday, but every year is very simple, he doesn’t like sweets, so he usually doesn’t buy cakes, they are all cooked by Fu Cheng A bowl of noodles with little water in clear soup is used as longevity noodles.
The candles inserted on the cake illuminated Fu Yuhe’s face, with one side illuminated by candlelight and the other shadowed.
”Put it on the table. Don’t drop it when it gets dark later.” Shen Yi said from the side.
”Yes.” Fu Cheng turned around and walked back.
As the light moved away from him inch by inch, Fu Yuhe’s fingers curled up, and then, a hand grabbed his wrist, pulling his footsteps as if they were still in place.
”Let’s go, Brother Fu, Fu Cheng is looking forward to eating cake.” Shen Yi said.
Fu Yuhe doesn’t like sweets, but Fu Cheng likes them.
Maybe he was drunk, so Fu Yuhe didn’t care about Shen Yi’s move to hold his hand, and let him pull him step by step toward the candlelight.
He came back from the outside, feeling cool all over his body, but his wrist was slowly warmed by the palm wrapped around him. He walked to the table, Shen Yi let go of his hand, and the covered part of Fu Yuhe’s wrist was still tactile. .
His fingertips curled.
Chapter 9 Gifts
Fu Yuhe still remembers that when Fu Cheng went out yesterday, he said “I’m going out” and didn’t intend to communicate with him. Good guess.
Today, Fu Cheng seemed to smile away his grievances, let go of his previous temper of “cold war” with him to the end, held a cake and urged him to blow out the candles, smiling cheerfully and well-behaved.
His eyes froze slightly, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at Shen Yi who was standing half a step behind him, and quickly retracted it, he bent down helplessly and followed Fu Cheng’s wishes, and blew out the candles.
”It’s getting late, go to bed early.” He said.
”How about that?” This time it was Shen Yi who spoke up, “Brother Fu, you haven’t eaten the cake yet.”
After blowing out the candles, the living room lost all light and turned into darkness for a short time. Fu Yuhe couldn’t see Shen Yi’s expression. Hearing the sound of his elongated tune, Fu Yuhe lightly stroked the pads of his index finger and thumb.
”Fu Cheng and I made the cake together.” Shen Yi lowered his voice, “Fu is full of sincerity, isn’t Brother Fu moved?” Fu Yuhe suddenly twitched the corners of his lips, and also lowered his voice: “Moved, why not moved
, I should repay you well.”
Shen Yi: “There is no need to repay.”
After drinking, Fu Yuhe’s voice was always a little hoarse, more magnetic than usual, and he said slowly: “That’s not good.”
How could he not see it? Every time Shen Yi came out, he deliberately tossed his mentality, teasing him as if teasing a cat…
Fu Yuhe’s eyes were dark.
He is not a little milk cat. The cat teases the tiger. If he is not careful, he will be eaten by the tiger until there are no bones left.
Fu Yuhe was attracted by Shen Yi, but he didn’t realize that Fu Cheng had already quietly left the dining table in the dark.
Fu Cheng tried this route several times in the dark, and he reached the stairs smoothly. He pressed the switch, and the string lights hanging on the handrail of the stairs lit up, like little stars.
There is a warm birthday atmosphere.
”Cut the cake bro!” Fu Cheng walked over a few steps, picked up the cake cutting knife and handed it to Fu Yuhe with downcast eyes, as respectfully as if he was handing cigarettes to his elder brother.
Fu Yuhe: “…I’ll wash my hands first.”
Fu Cheng withdrew his hand: “Oh.”
Fu Yuhe: “If you want to eat, cut it yourself.”
”No, I’ll give you the first piece of cake if you want it.” Fu Cheng said.
Shen Yi pulled a chair beside him, sat down as naturally as at home, and said: “Sense of ritual.”
Fu Cheng nodded: “There must be a sense of ritual.”
Fu Yuhe: “…”
