It was a mysterious room, and Wen Yu locked it in front of him, so for Fu Yuhan, this door meant "not allowed to be disturbed".

Although he was a little curious about the content behind the door, he also knew that the secret behind it should be Wen Yu.

Last time, Wen Yu locked the door casually when he took the broken Gaoda in. Today, I don’t know why the door was not locked properly.

There is a saying that "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Of course, Fu Yuhan didn't think he was such a noble person, but he put himself in his heart. If it were him, he probably wouldn't want Wen Yu to see the secret, so he didn't think much about it. He walked over and gently closed the door again, and didn't look inside the whole time.

After doing all this, he returned to the sofa and sat down, slowly finished a glass of water.

Perhaps it was out of the mentality of avoiding suspicion that he had not planned to go back to bed, but he unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa.

——Until he was awakened by a loud noise.

Fu Yuhan narrowed his eyes and saw a familiar silhouette standing in front of the door in a daze. He muttered and asked, "What's wrong?"

Half a minute ago, a vague thought suddenly floated in Wen Yu's mind in his sleep - he forgot to lock the door last night.

Usually there is only one person at home, and occasionally he will forget to lock the door, but today there is another person at home.

When he realized this, Wen Yu suddenly woke up, subconsciously rolled out of bed, and ran into the living room stumbled.

Because it was too haste, I even bumped into a cabinet in the middle of the way.

The loud noise was particularly abrupt on the quiet weekend morning, awakening the person who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. Wen Yu took a few breaths, his chest fluctuated violently, and finally calmed down.

"What's wrong?" He heard the man muttering vaguely in his throat.

"You..." Wen Yu turned his gaze over little by little, "Did you see it..."

"Huh? Did you talk about that room?" The regaining feeling was suddenly interrupted, and Fu Yuhan's thoughts were still a little blurred. He held up a little, sat upright on the sofa, closed his eyes to wake up, "I didn't see it."

"Really?" Wen Yu didn't believe it, because if Fu Yuhan hadn't noticed anything, he should have asked "what he saw" now, instead of this sentence.

If he changed his location, this is Fu Yuhan's home and he had a secret room and forgot to lock it, Wen Yu might have gone in and checked it out.

He always believed that humans have endless desire to see through selfishness, and everyone is equally despicable.

However, he couldn't explain why, but he had a little thought in his subconscious mind, as if he had already naively believed Fu Yuhan's words.

"Well, I just blew open a little by the wind." Fu Yuhan rubbed his eyes, "Don't worry, I just closed the door...ha--"

He yawned, and a little bit of physiological tears came from the corners of his eyes, so he didn't see Wen Yu looking at him, showing a little burning in the darkness.

"Are you not curious at all?" Wen Yu asked in a pressing voice.

"curious."

Fu Yuhan opened his eyes and woke up completely: "But the reason why the secret is a secret is because he doesn't want people to know it?"

He looked over and was slightly stunned when he met Wen Yu's gaze.

Wen Yu immediately put away his gaze and smiled: "Well, yes - wait for me, I'll go change clothes and wash, we're almost ready to go. By the way, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Fu Yuhan touched his phone and looked at it, "But it's noon now."

I didn't feel anything after sleeping. It was already 11 o'clock. Fu Yuhan sniffed.

This action gave him a little more nasal sound. Wen Yu paused to the bathroom: "Why don't you take the quilt? If you don't cover anything, you won't sleep without fear of catching a cold."

"Because I didn't plan to sleep," said Fu Yuhan.

It's a bit strange. In his few "visiting someone else's house", he never had the experience of falling asleep without realizing it.

Too presumptuous.

After thinking about it, Fu Yuhan can only attribute it to the reason why the Wen Yu family has no adults and the atmosphere is relatively relaxed.

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He found the key lock to lock the door again, then he felt at ease and went into the bathroom to wash. He moved quickly, and after more than ten minutes, he packed himself up and went out with Fu Yuhan.

On Saturday, there were few pedestrians on the road near the school, and there was no business in the small restaurant where you could eat.

Wen Yu said as he walked, "It's just right to take you to lunch."

"You take me?" Fu Yuhan smiled, "I have lived here for almost ten years, so why are you more familiar with me?"

"You can just 'bring' me to eat." Wen Yu said accent and smiled, "Then you will be responsible for the payment."

Fu Yuhan: “…”

It takes seven inches to beat a snake, and only the word "pay" is required to beat a teenager. He was angry with his mother and didn't get the food expenses for a week. Fu Yuhan's balance is about to be exhausted and he is still counting on his work today.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yuhan was timid for the first time, with a very sincere attitude, "I was wrong."

Wen Yu lowered his head and laughed.

Not long ago, this person said every day that he didn't want to lose to him, but now he has learned to bow his head.

In fact, food in the snack bars nearby are not expensive, but what does it mean to "a penny stump heroes"? This is.

But I have to say that Wen Yu thought he was very interesting.

He took Fu Yuhan to a bakery shop in a nearby alley and ordered two fried buns and two bowls of wontons. After eating, he called a car and rushed to the suburbs of the east of the city.

"I went back that day and thought about it," Fu Yuhan asked him a question in the car, "I actually... don't have muscles. Are you sure they want me?"

"Well, you don't need muscles, just don't have fat." Wen Yu turned his head and looked at him, and his eyes subconsciously fell near his lower abdomen. "You don't exercise, will I fantasize about you having muscles? If it's really inappropriate to work, what do I recommend to you?"

"……Um."

Fantasy or something... This kind of conversation happened between two gays, and the uninformed express driver was still present, and Fu Yuhan suddenly lost his speech.

Anyway...it's fine if there is no requirement in this regard.

Fu Yuhan looked a little uneasy.

Wen Yu, who was unknown, thought that he had never done such a job and was nervous, so he took advantage of the time on the road to tell him about the basic situation of the photographer.

The photographer's name has no characteristics, because it ranks fourth among the people who play together, so I got the nickname "Lao Si", which is easy to remember.

Wen Yu is younger than him, so he simply calls him fourth brother.

The fourth brother has an ordinary name, but he is not ordinary. He dropped out of school in his early years and later wandered around the world. With his love, he went around to shoot everywhere and became a well-known photographer in China.

But he didn't like to work in a photo studio. When he got older, he found some ways to take pictures of those Taobao stores with more personal style. Over time, he had a number of fixed cooperative stores and established his own commercial studio.

"You don't have to be nervous later. The fourth brother will take pictures as you ask you." Wen Yu told him, "Anyway, he said that if the cooperation is more pleasant this time, I will find you in the future if there is a job that suits you."

"Thanks."

"No need." Wen Yu said, "The fourth brother has a very bad temper. If he doesn't like you, it's useless for me to plead with you. If he is willing to cooperate with you for a long time, then you will behave well and it has nothing to do with me."

"But I wouldn't know him at all without you."

"Forget it, I'm not helping you to thank me." Wen Yu smiled, "It's better for us to fight each other happily."

Today's shooting location was in an abandoned factory in the east of the city. The two of them saw ruins filled with gravel as they got off the car. Wen Yu took out his cell phone and made a short phone call. Soon, a young boy in his twenties came out to greet him.

"Where is the fourth brother?" Wen Yu asked.

It turns out that this is not the fourth brother. Fu Yuhan thought silently, he was just wondering why a person who had such a free and rogue life experience was so young.

"The fourth brother is editing pictures inside. I have worked a lot in the past few days. He said that one can be repaired and calculated one." The young man smiled and turned his head to look at Fu Yuhan, "The one you are looking for is pretty good, and the rod is smoother than the previous one."

Although the young man had no malice, for a moment Fu Yuhan felt like a pig on the chopping board.

He pinched himself quietly.

"Let's talk about it when you go in." Wen Yu didn't say much.

The three of them walked through the ruins and entered the interior of the abandoned factory. There was a part of the excavated roof, and a beam of light leaked from there. A man arranged lights and soft light cloths in the shadow area, and a middle-aged man with a beard sat next to the temporary workbench nearby.

If it weren't for the feeling of youth between his eyebrows and eyes when he saw it, Fu Yuhan would almost think that this "fourth brother" was already forty-five.

"Fourth Brother." Wen Yu shouted from a distance.

"Xiaoqi is here." The fourth brother glanced at him and shouted in surprise, "Oh, the guy you brought me back is really good - why are you standing so far?"

“…”

Well, this time Fu Yuhan felt even more like a pig to be slaughtered.

"Smoke." Wen Yu raised his chin and frowned, "You have sucked a few boxes, it's so smelly."

"Tsk, the little kid just doesn't understand. How can you hold on without smoking two cigarettes when you stay up late to work?" The fourth brother threw the cigarette's butt into the disposable water cup beside him, turned around and glared at him, "Okay?"

Wen Yu drove the air with his hands and walked slowly over.

Wen Yu was familiar with his attitude: "I brought the person, I will take photos early and finish work early."

"Why do you think about finishing work all day long?"

The fourth brother cursed and turned around and asked, "What's the name?"

"Fu Yuhan." Fu Yuhan paused word by word.

The fourth brother smiled: "Don't be so reserved, save yourself a little while and can't let go of taking pictures. Sanmao——"

He raised his voice and shouted, and the young assistant who had just come out to pick them up responded: "Hey!"

The assistant trotted over and said, "What are you doing?"

"Take Fu Yuhan to change the clothes you want to take today, let's try our feelings."

"Okay!" Sanmao agreed in a sarcasm, and pulled Fu Yuhan into the corridor, "Let's go, take you to change your clothes."

Fu Yuhan glanced at Wen Yu. Wen Yu nodded.

When the two of them left, the fourth brother, who had just smiled kindly, suddenly curled a rude smile and looked at Wen Yu jokingly: "Xiaoqi, tell me honestly, what does this person have to do with you?"

Wen Yu looked calm: "Didn't you tell me, this is my rival in love."

"Take me with love rival?"

"It's the rival of love anyway." Wen Yu said, "There is no other relationship."

"Oh, then," the fourth brother paused, "Your rival, that is, is both bent and single, right?"

Wen Yu froze.

He lowered his eyes, looked down at the fourth brother with a condescending look, and turned his wrist gently, with a cold attitude.
Chapter completed!