The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

agreement after speaking.

Fu Yuhe felt more than that.

It’ had to be said that he was very curious about Shen Yi.
Fu Cheng said that he was prejudiced against Shen Yi.
So far, what he has knew was what Shen Yi showed in front of him, and what he has done.

In addition to curiosity, Fu Yuhe was also a little interested in Shen Yi, if Fu Cheng is like a little sheep in a wolf pack, then Shen Yi was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“You sue are eloquent.” Fu Yuhe said.

On the other hand, it might be a good thing if Shen Yi really regarded his stupid brother as a friend, but the premise is that Shen Yi is sincere.

“You keep misunderstanding me.” Shen Yi said this sentence again.

“There’s a long time ahead of us, I’m sure I’ll get to know you well.”

Fu Yuhe’s second half of the sentence was meaningful, and he temporarily gave up on being the “evil mother-in-law” who was responsible for breaking them up.

After that Fu Yuhe didn’t say anything, he only asked Shen Yi to give him his mobile phone.
Shen Yi gave it to him.
Fu Yuhe entered a number in the mobile phone and handed it back to Shen Yi.

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“This is my private number, if Fu Cheng needs anything, you can contact me.” He said.

“Okay.” When Shen Yi took the mobile phone, their fingertips touched, Fu Yuhe didn’t know whether it was his illusion or not, but he felt Shen Yi fingertips lingering on his for a few seconds longer before he took the phone back.

After they parted ways, Shen Yi went back upstairs.

“What is it?” Fu Cheng looked at the bag in his hand.

Shen Yi: “Takeaway.”

Fu Cheng murmured: “Does this store accept takeaway orders? I don’t think they do…”

On Sunday aka Fu Yuhe’s birthday, he didn’t have much on his schedule today, there was a party in the evening, and some of the friends at the party were simply friends with interests.

If you want to be successful in the business field, communication and connecting with people is inevitable, and this group of young masters were naturally best at having fun during the weekends.
After drinking some wine at the dinner table, and they went to the clubhouse to book the venue.

Fu Yuhe drank a few glasses of wine and stayed for a short time.
Regardless of their persuasion, he got up and left.

When the driver sent him home, he was starting to feel tipsy, after realising that, he got out of the car, entered the villa, and when he pushed the door open, there were two “bang” sounds, and confetti fell from the sky.

He looked up, only to meet Fu Cheng’s bright red face.

“Happy birthday! Brother.”

Fu Yuhe fiddled with the shiny pieces of paper in his hair.

This was definitely not Fu Cheng’s idea, Fu Yuhe turned his head, and on the right side of the door was Shen Yi, and together with Fu Cheng, they looked like left and right gatekeeper.

The young man stood tall, holding a violin in his hand, slightly tilting his head against the violin, his eyes looked beautiful and calm, and then the lights in the villa went dark.

With the violin music playing close to his ears, Fu Cheng on the other side brought a cake and lit the candles, before walking towards Fu Yuhe.

After the song “Happy Birthday” was finished, Shen Yi’s voice travelled to Fu Yuhe’s ears, “Happy birthday, Brother Fu.”

“Your idea?” Fu Yuhe’s voice was a little hoarse, and he pressed the corner of his forehead, feeling a headache coming.

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“Uh-huh.” The young man’s voice spoke in a lazy tone.

Fu Yuhe commented: “It’s not good.”

Shen Yi: “It’s enough for the atmosphere to be there, and you won’t like it if it’s too exaggerated.”

His tone was so firm, it was as if he knew Fu Yuhe very well, which made Fu Yuhe feel a bit nervous.

He squinted his eyes, the tip of his tongue touching his cheek and turned his head capturing Shen Yi’s outline in the shadows.
He couldn’t see his expressions clearly, but he felt that the other party should be smiling.

Shen Yi originally intended to make it more “lively and exaggerated”, in order to cause a crack in Fu Yuhe’s usual cold and indifferent expression, but after Fu Yuhe sent a signal for a truce, Shen Yi reflected and felt that he should also cooperate with him.

It was his birthday, and Fu Cheng believed in him so much.
He didn’t want to disappoint his brother.
It was fine as long as the atmosphere was there, after all they wanted to give him a surprise, not a shock.

“Brother, brother, make a wish and blow out the candle.” Fu Cheng stood on the side, wantig to go through the process, just like a dedicated host.

Fu Cheng was kind of obsessed with celebrating his birthday, so every year on his birthday, Fu Yuhe will try to free up time some time, but nonetheless it was a simple celebration.
He didn’t like eating sweets, so they didn’t buy a cake most of the time.
It was just Fu Cheng making a bowl of noodles with clear soup as longevity noodles.

The candles inserted on the cake illuminated Fu Yuhe’s face.

“Put it on the table, don’t drop it in the dark.” Shen Yi said from the side.

“Yes.” Fu Cheng turned around and walked back.

The light went away from him inch by inch, Fu Yuhe’s fingers curled, and then a hand grabbed his wrist, pulling his feet that seemed to be stuck in place.

“Let’s go, Brother Fu, Fu Cheng is looking forward to eating the cake.” Shen Yi said.

Fu Yuhe didn’t like sweet, but Fu Cheng did.

After Fu Yuhe got a bit drunk, he didn’t care about Shen Yi’s behavior of pulling him by the hand, and walked towards the candlelight step by step together with him.

He came back from outside, feeling cold all over, but his wrist was gradually warming up by the warmth of Shen Yi’s palm.
When they reached the table, and Shen Yi let go of his wrist, Fu Yuhe could still sense his touch lingering over his skin.

He discreetly curled his fingertips, as if wanting to hold onto this sensation.