Frederick Fu hadn’t seen any signs of bending before, probably because Henry Jiang’s charm was too great. He bends thoroughly this time, not much stronger than a spring.
Frederick Fu wanted to ask about Henry Jiang’s current situation, but he didn’t know how to speak. When facing Henry Jiang, he suddenly became extremely inferior, as if he could not find anything in his body. Admirable advantages.
Henry Jiang’s cell phone rang at this moment.
He put down the lunch in his hand, took two facial tissues from his jacket pocket and wiped his hands. He stood up and walked aside to answer the phone. His sky blue overalls were half open, revealing the black sweater inside, leaning against him. The abandoned earth wall looked a little lazy, and the sunlight seemed to throw a handful of gold dust on his hair, like a prince walking out of a comic.
After responding to the person on the other end of the phone, he suddenly frowned and said, “I’m not going home.”
There was a gentle female voice on the other end of the phone, Frederick Fu was too far away, unable to hear what the other party was saying.
Henry Jiang’s brows gradually unfolded, and a smile slowly appeared on the corners of his mouth. Frederick Fu guessed that the person on the other end of the phone should be a very important person to him.
He retracted his gaze and opened the foam lunch box in his hand. Today’s box lunch is still potatoes and eggplant with greasy fat inside. He picked up the chopsticks and picked out the bug without changing his face.
He is a little monster living in a dark lair. Even if Henry Jiang is a homos3xual, he may not be able to accept his deformed self. People like him should die alone and die and rot in the mud for many years. In the future, a kind of white flowers may bloom on his grave, and those flowers will talk about their life in the spring wind.
Frederick Fu felt extremely frustrated at once, and his right hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air, unable to eat anything.
A thin hole split on one side of the lunch box, and the oily soy sauce-colored soup oozes from the gap and flows into Frederick Fu’s hand. He frowned and put his chopsticks aside.
Henry Jiang hung up the phone, and when he turned around, he saw that Frederick Fu was looking for something to wipe his hands. He took out the facial tissue from his pocket, bent over and handed it to Frederick Fu.
Frederick Fu raised his head. The winter sun was warm and welcoming. His blue eyes were as clear as water, and his thick eyelashes were upturned, casting a small shadow. Frederick Fu was in a daze. He saw his own reflection in there. Figure.
A light breeze brushed his face, and he heard the sound of his heart beating. Frederick Fu was a little lost. He stretched out his hand, took the tissue that Henry Jiang had handed over, and said in a low voice, “Thank you.”
Henry Jiang didn’t speak, turned around and sat down beside him.
Suddenly, Frederick Fu had no confidence in pursuing his love. Henry Jiang was a very good person who could have a better life, and all of this was something he could not bring to him.
After Frederick Fu returned the remaining half pack of facial tissues to Henry Jiang, he packed up his lunch and walked towards the trash can.
Henry Jiang raised his head and noticed Frederick Fu’s walking posture, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
The sun in winter is not as warm as the summer. Frederick Fu struggled to pull the cart, and a lot of sand was stained on the back of his bare hands. His left leg could not use force, he could only rely on his right leg to accumulate energy. When going uphill, his two eyebrows will be tightly furrowed together, and his lips will be pressed together. His skin is very white, which is sickly white. Because of a lot of exercise, there is a thin layer on his face. Red, beads of sweat slid down the cheeks, gleaming with crystal light in the sun.
Frederick Fu is good-looking, with delicate features and fair skin. Even after two years of wind and rain and wearing shabby overalls, he still looks like a young master who grew up in a nobleman.
The foreman was also surprised that Frederick Fu didn’t have to support his family at his age. It shouldn’t be too difficult to find a lighter clerk to work.
Frederick Fu used to think so. Although he failed to get a university diploma, it is not difficult to find a light job with his abilities. But I don’t know why. The resume was unsuccessful, and finally received an interview from a company. After the re-examination, the company manager told Frederick Fu that Mr. Ferdinand had confessed that if their company accepted Frederick Fu, the company would immediately go bankrupt.
It was at that time that Frederick Fu began to understand that after he left the Fu family, his life had fallen to the bottom, and they would not give him any chance to turn over.
Only this kind of construction site where you can come to work without an ID card will leave him. Francis Fu and the others may know that they are here and they have not sent anyone to drive him away, but their last kindness.
Frederick Fu only worked half a day in the afternoon, took off his overalls and left the construction site early.
When Frederick Fu left, the other workers were resting. Jiang Heng turned his head up and drank half a bottle of water. Then he lowered his head and saw Frederick Fu leaving. He heard the huge whistle from the opposite street. He felt a hint of irritability for no reason, mixed with the meaty jokes the workers were talking about. He patted the dust on his clothes, picked up a bag of sandbags and started working again.
What the foreman came over and saw was Henry Jiang carrying a bag of sand humming and humming across the construction site. Compared to the rest of the workers, he nodded, and the thirty yuan of wages was not in vain.
When Frederick Fu returned home, it was less than four in the afternoon. He took a shower and returned to his room, turned on the phone, glanced at the amount in his balance treasure, and cruelly added himself to the computer in the shopping cart. Bought it with the board.
He hasn’t drew much in the past two years. Only when his leg hurts so much that he can’t work, he would take out the script and draw one or two illustrations.
During the period when he just came out of the Fu family, Frederick Fu was very naive, thinking that he could also break out of the world with his own abilities, but reality forced him to lower his head, and he had to let go of his dreams for this burden. The body is running around.
After the arrival of the computer and the hand-painted board, he probably needs some time to do rehabilitation, and this period of time is just right to sort out the plot characters before the “Shazhou Chronicle”. Time has passed too long. “The original outline left him only a little vague memory.
Frederick Fu sat on the bed with a pen and paper, and opened the “Shazhou Chronicle” in Wazhan. The video was downloaded while eating in his restaurant while rubbing against other people’s WiFi.
“Shazhou Chronicle” has a lot more barrage than it was when it was first updated four years ago. It has a thick layer. If the barrage is not closed, there is no way to concentrate on watching it.
Frederick Fu’s wrist moved quickly, and the pencil made a rustle on the white paper.
He read and wrote for more than three hours, and then raised his eyes, it was already more than eight o’clock in the evening. The air in the room was a bit muddy. Frederick Fu charged the phone and jumped off the bed and walked to the bed. The window opened a narrow gap, and the cold wind rushed in along the gap. Frederick Fu had a cold war. He quickly closed the window. Through the glass window, he saw the faint starlight in the night sky. , And the constant flow of traffic on the streets.
Frederick Fu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, took out what had just been written down and checked it again.
The story of “Shazhou Chronicle” takes place in the last years of the Yuan Dynasty. It tells the grievances and hatreds between several big families in Shazhou. The heroine is the only blood of the Zhu family who was exterminated and left outside. She changed her identity and returned. After arriving in Shazhou, relying on the blessed beauty and wisdom, he circulated between several families, vowed to investigate the truth of the year and avenge the 132 members of the Zhu family.
Although all the stories of “Shazhou Chronicle” took place in the ancient city of Shazhou, the logic of the whole story is tight, the characters are full, and several plot lines are parallel, and it is composing a song in this small city. A magnificent epic.
When “Shazhou Chronicle” was the hottest, it was once called by critics as the light of animation in China, and foreign video sites wanted to buy the broadcasting rights of “Shazhou Chronicle” in his hands. Before Frederick Fu could reply, he was expelled from the Fu family.
After that, those who wanted to buy the copyright and broadcasting rights were silent.
Back then, Frederick Fu learned a lot with other staff in the studio, but he was not good at animation production. He couldn’t do dubbing and dubbing, and he couldn’t buy it for more than two thousand yuan. What a good computer, now it is very difficult to pick up the “Shazhou Chronicle” and update it again.
Fortunately, the storyline of “Shazhou Chronicle” was almost completed by Frederick Fu alone. Most of the original paintings were designed by Frederick Fu himself. It is still possible to make a simple 2D animation, but it is destined to make many wait for this one. Fans of the anime update are disappointed.
Frederick Fu turned off his phone and lay on the bed. New Year’s Day will be another ten days later. This year will pass again. Counting down the bits and pieces that happened in the past year, Frederick Fu finally left only Henry Jiang in his mind. The figure of a person.
In the night at the bar, the two of them had an accident because of an accident, and the lives of two parallel lines had an intersection.
Under the blurred light, sweat slipped from Henry Jiang’s cheeks and dripped on Frederick Fu’s chest. Frederick Fu’s whole person was bewildered. He just felt that Henry Jiang was hopelessly **** at this moment, and he couldn’t help but lift it up. Raised his arms around his head.
When being possessed, apart from pain, there was also an inexplicable sense of fulfillment, which made Frederick Fu almost cry.
After being kicked out of the Fu family, he was too eager for someone to love him, so when he merged with Henry Jiang, he had the illusion that he had a family.
That is just his illusion, Henry Jiang will have his own family in the future.
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