lina was stunned: "Okay, I will convey it to you."

Johnny had to turn away and leave, while walking, he looked at Zhuo Huan's direction, obviously not giving up.

There were two hours before the plane took off, and Lina, a guest like Johnny, could directly and politely invite him to leave, but when she saw the man who appeared at the door of the VIP lounge, she stood up helplessly and gave a gift to the other party with a wry smile.

"Uncle patrick."

The person who came was Zhuo Huan's father.

Zhuo Jing smiled gently at lina and said, "Dear lina, it seems that you are going back to China."

lina: "Yes, Uncle Patrick, as you can see. I don't know what happened to you at the airport today, are you going to leave Los Angeles too?"

"Yes, I plan to go on vacation in the Maldives."

"Are you alone?"

Mr. Zhuo raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do I look like I have companions?"

lina smiled.

Mr. Zhuo looked around and found his son. He smiled and said, "Lina, I'll go and see the reid first. It's a long time since we haven't seen each other. We have a lot to say."

lina smiled but said nothing, she moved sideways and returned to her original seat.

Su Fei leaned over and said, "Rip, the father and son have a lot to say?"

Joseph Old: "I don't believe it."

Su Fei: "Brother Fu, do you believe it?"

Fu Cheng raised his head from the screen of his phone and thought for a while: "I don't know." Then he looked down at the phone without looking in the direction of Zhuo Huan.

After all, it was his own father. As soon as Mr. Zhuo walked over, he took away the magazine covered by Zhuo Huan's face. He looked at it with interest, and saw the content, and suddenly lost interest: "I thought you would read this fashion magazine."

The magazine cover is not a beautiful model with a bulging front and a graceful figure, but a terrestrial planet that was just discovered by humans last week.

Zhuo Huan said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Mr. Zhuo smiled: "If you have nothing to do, can't you come to find my dear son?"

Zhuo Huan sneered and pulled the magazine back from him.

Mr. Zhuo spread his hands helplessly and said, "I will be the plane one hour later."

"oh."

"Hey reid, I haven't seen Dad for so long, don't you want to say anything to Dad?"

"No."

From afar, Su Fei and others could not hear what the father and son were saying.

Su Fei: "What do you think they are talking about?"

Old Joseph: "How do I know?"

Mr. Zhuo suddenly stood up, as if he was about to turn around and leave. However, after walking two steps, Zhuo Huan suddenly stood up. He seemed to remember something and called his father. Mr. Zhuo turned to look at him in surprise, and the father and son said a few more words.

Five minutes later, Zhuo Jing walked back and said to Lina: "I'm ready to board the plane. Dear Lina, I'm so happy to see you again here."

lina smiled and said, "I'm also very happy to see you here, Uncle Patrick."

Mr. Zhuo smiled, and he stretched out his arms. The next moment, a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa not far away came over and took his arm. Everyone was stunned. This beauty in her early twenties was obviously not the one she saw in the hotel before. She leaned against Zhuo Jing and smiled sweetly at everyone.

Mr. Zhuo blinked: "I didn't say anything, I don't have companions. It would be so pitiful if I travel to the Maldives alone."

Everyone: "..."

Until I boarded the plane, Su Fei was still sighing: "The winner in life, this is the winner in life! I also want to do this in the future. I will never get married for the rest of my life, play everywhere around the world, and change lovers wherever I go!"

Everyone laughed.

After boarding, have dinner first.

Old Joseph was the first to finish his meal. He got up and planned to go to the bathroom to wash and go to bed. When he walked to Fucheng's seat, he stopped and asked in surprise: "Fu, why are you eating this little?"

I saw a whole piece of steak cut in one corner on Fucheng's dining table, and most of the rest were placed there waiting for the flight attendant to take it away. Fucheng was stunned when he heard this. He looked up and smiled, "I just ate too much appetizer. That French pastry cake is delicious."

Su Fei happened to pass by, and he said strangely: "Is it delicious? Why do I feel sour?"

Old Joseph smiled: "I think so."

The flight attendant took down the plates in front of everyone, Fucheng supported his chin and looked at the endless darkness outside the window. He watched quietly, and it was unknown how long it took, and only the engine was left in the first class of the plane. Everyone fell asleep.

At 7 o'clock the next night, the plane stopped at Shencheng International Airport.

Su Fei and others were already ready to take a taxi home. But they saw Lina smile mysteriously, and she brought everyone to the underground parking lot of the airport, where a Mercedes-Benz business car had been waiting there for a long time.

lina: "Didn't I say last time I came back from Dubai, planning to buy a car?"

Su Fei: "I really want to marry lina!"

Old Joseph couldn't help but say, "lina, do you like men who are older than you, those who are much older?"

lina was amused by them.

Four of the five people in uaag live in the same place. Lina first sent the four of Fucheng to their community, and then went home. She didn't ask Zhuo Huan when he moved to Fucheng's house. Even though no one had told her about this, she just knew about it.

lina: "Good night, see you next week."

Everyone: "Good night."

The community where Fucheng and Zhuo Huan live is only across the road from the community where Su Fei and Old Joseph live, right across the street. After saying goodbye to both sides, Su Fei and Old Joseph crossed the road together and walked into the community. There are high-end communities nearby, which are very quiet and night again. Even if they enter the entrance of the community, Su Fei's voice faintly passes through the evening breeze and can hear some.

They are excited to discuss activities for the coming week.

However, outside the road, after Fucheng said goodbye to them, he closed his smile and looked at Zhuo Huan.

The man stood under the street light and looked up at the sky.

Fucheng: "Teacher Zhuo, will you move again tomorrow?"

Zhuo Huan put his hands in his pockets. Hearing this, he looked down at him. His eyes were facing each other. After a few seconds, Zhuo Huan calmly said: "I don't seem to have much stuff."

Fucheng replied quietly to him: "Yes."

"Then let's go tonight. Didn't you say you wanted to help me move?"

At the end of June, the night breeze was warm and warm, blowing into Fucheng's cold and empty chest, making him seem to be touched, showing a gentle smile, and his voice was also smiling: "Okay."

The two walked home together.

Enter the elevator and go upstairs.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was silent and dead.

After returning home, Zhuo Huan began to collect things, and Fucheng also helped him put things in his suitcase.

Clothes, essential daily necessities, computers...

Put them all in the trunk in the same way.

In the quiet and spacious house, only the sound of two people packing their luggage, and no other sound was heard.

Almost all of them were packed, and three boxes were closed, leaning against the wall of the entrance hall. Fucheng walked into the kitchen to pour water and drink. He put down the glass. When he turned around, he saw the man leaning against the door frame and looking at him quietly.

The eyes were intertwined and entangled. At that moment, there seemed to be a lot of words on the lips, and there seemed to be nothing to say.

Fucheng walked forward and asked in a calm voice: "Have you packed up, Teacher Zhuo."

Zhuo Huan stopped him: "Fucheng."

Fucheng turned around and said, "Hmm?"

The moonlight passed through the window and was reflected in the young man's cold and ruthless eyes, clear and moving. He looked at Zhuo Huan indifferently, as if he felt impatient, and asked coldly: "Is there anything else, Teacher Zhuo."

After a long silence, Zhuo Huan took out two undisassembled condoms from his pocket and looked at him with a smile: "Oh, I found two when I packed up my things just now. Look, I bought too many last time and haven't used up yet."

In an instant, his body froze. Fucheng raised his head and looked at the man's casual and slight gaze. He heard himself ask softly: "What does it mean."

Zhuo Huan walked forward, lifted his chin, and asked casually, "Don't waste it...do it?" He leaned down, bit Fu Cheng's ear, and said to him in a hoarse voice: "It's a grainy type... You can't stand it the most when you used this one before, and you like it too."

The man's tongue bit his earlobe and licked and rubbed it ambiguously.

Fucheng closed his eyes, and at that moment there was a strong emotion like a flood, collapsing and hitting him unbearable. He was so sad that he was about to collapse. In the quiet room, the sound of a man kissing was low. His hand reached into his clothes, humiliation, anger, helplessness, and screaming despair, as the man unbuttoned his first button, turned into a force that surged from somewhere.

Fucheng pushed him away.

Zhuo Huan took a step back unexpectedly and looked up at the young man in front of him.

Fucheng looked calm: "I think, Teacher Zhuo, you may have misunderstood. What I said in Los Angeles means that after a few months, I think I like women... not men."

a long time.

Zhuo Huan: "Oh."

Fucheng: "I don't want to be with a man."

Zhuo Huan laughed slowly: "Yeah, I understand."

After packing up all the things, the two of them took a taxi and went to Zhuo Huan's high-end apartment on the Huangpu River.

As he got closer and closer to that place, he entered the community, Fucheng got out of the car and helped him take down his suitcase. He stood downstairs and did not move again.
To be continued...