i really like you

Pei Wenjin really couldn't scream.

My lover's father is only more than ten years older than himself, and he is still in good condition. His appearance is younger than his actual age. As Daniel said, they stand together like brothers.

But he still called out the "Dad".

Tang Yin had goose bumps all over his body, the cigarette biting on his mouth trembled and trembled, the previous teasing was gone, he had an unbearable attitude of disgust, "Hearing you say that, I'm at least 20 years older."

Seeing his father embarrass Pei Wenjin, Tang Yuan jumped out protectively, "Someone is looking for someone who is older than my father."

Tang Yin squinted, "So, you are still very sensible and filial, and you didn't want to piss your dad off?"

Tang Yuan reached into his father's pocket, took out the lighter and flicked it on, and sent a bunch of orange flames over, "Dad, it's a happy day, let's be well, don't make noise."

Tang Yin let his son light cigarettes for him, Wen Zou Zou asked, "Where does the joy come from?"

Tang Yuan also Wen Zou Zou's answer, "Happiness comes from the heart."

Tang Yin, "..."

Pei Wenjin, "..."

Tang Yin stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, and said to Pei Wenjin, "Look at Xiaoyuan, I'll go in and talk to your parents."

After finishing speaking, he left, very relieved for him.

Tang Yuan waved to the man standing there, "Come and sit."

Pei Wenjin took two steps forward, sat on the vacant chair, loosened the collar of his shirt, tilted his head back, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and let out a long, relaxed breath for a while.

Tang Yuan moved the chair, facing the man, then raised his foot and put it on his lap, paralyzed like a young master.

Pei Wenjin's upper body leaned forward, moved closer, and stretched out his hand to stroke his bangs on his forehead.

Tang Yuan grabbed the big hand on his forehead, frowned and said, "Don't flirt, I have pimples on my head."

Pei Wenjin's eyes teased, "Can't the acne be seen?"

Tang Yuan, "..."

Pei Wenjin lifted his bangs, looked at the small pimples, and remained silent.

Tang Yuan covered it with his hands.

There was a warm breath on the back of his hand, accompanied by a slightly cool touch, he opened his eyes wide, looked at the man's face so close, and said dryly in his throat, "Hey."

Pei Wenjin kissed the back of his hand again, pressed his thin lips against it, and rubbed gently, "Huh?"

"I poked my dad's mouth before I came here, but I didn't. I didn't expect what he said in front of your parents." Tang Yuan looked at the man's dark eyes, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and his eye sockets were moist and hot, "He said he is not a A good father, I think he is."

Pei Wenjin raised his body slightly, covered the top of the young man's hair with his palm, and touched it.

Tang Yuan's vision was blurred, he covered his eyes with his arm, his shoulders trembled slightly, "My dad's only weakness is me, now it's in your hands, don't lose it."

With a stretch of his long arms, Pei Wenjin pulled him out of the chair into his arms, buried his face in his neck, sniffed his scent, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

After hugging for a while, Tang Yuan quickly pressed Pei Wenjin's shoulder, pushed him away, and looked around nervously, "Is there someone monitoring here?"

Pei Wenjin raised his forehead and smiled lowly.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Yuan took his foot off the man's lap, stood up straight and checked left and right, angrily, "Fuck, I forgot, why don't you worry about it?"

Pei Wenjin took his hand and wrapped it with two wide palms, "It's a blind spot."

Just as Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his face became ugly again. He pursed his lips hard, "No, it's better to find an opportunity to disclose it as soon as possible. It's too uncomfortable to be so worried and trembling."

Pei Wenjin pulled him back to the chair, "I don't care, you can't."

Tang Yuan tensed his face in an instant, "Why can't I do it?"

"The song and dance troupe you want to join is the oldest in the country. It has been established for 70 years. There are strict controls and formal traditions." Pei Wenjin analyzed it patiently for him, "You are a college student who just graduated. You have no performance experience with the troupe, and you haven't won any medals, but with such big news, how can you stay in the troupe?"

Hearing what he said, Tang Yuan's tone softened a lot, and he put his foot on the man's lap again, "When will it be possible?"

Pei Wenjin held the two feet on his leg and straightened his trouser legs, "I will tell you when the time is right."

Tang Yuan's eyebrows furrowed and furrowed.

After a full 3 minutes, he drooped his head and sighed, "Okay, listen to you."

Tang Yuan stood up and stretched, and said seriously, "We will work hard to let my dad and your parents enjoy their old age in peace."

The person next to him didn't respond in time, so he turned his elbow, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard."

After dinner, Pei Wenjin took his parents to his apartment, and Tang Yuan went home with his father.

On the way back, Tang Yuan tilted his head, seeing the rapidly reversing night scene, familiar and hazy, he was in a very good mood, so good that it couldn't be better, he felt like a person holding a small piece of candy, licking it mouthful, for fear of licking it Those who are gone suddenly have a mountain of candy.

Don't know which candy to eat first.

The phone in his pocket rang. Tang Yuan took it out and took a look. There was a message in the WeChat group. Xiao Chao sent it, saying that he would come back next Friday. Just come over, come back next Saturday.

Then on a Sunday appointment, Tang Yuan sent a message, and he suddenly turned his head, "Dad."

Tang Yin closed his eyes and ignored him.

Tang Yuan stuffed the phone back into his pocket, leaned on the leather chair with his hand and approached, "Well, let me tell you something, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Tang Yin's eyes were still closed, "How old is he, and he still sleeps with Lao Tzu, if it spreads, people will laugh at him."

Tang Yuan said, "Just tonight."

Tang Yin didn't say anything more, it was his consent.

It's almost August, and the city has entered the dog days that can kill people.

At night, there was no wind at all, and the heat was unbearable. People who came out to wander still grabbed a lot of people, crowding from the street to the end of the street.

Tang Yuan swept through the noisy crowd through the car window. He was born here and grew up here. The streets and alleys are all memories carved by the years, which grow in his mind. People, things, things, good and bad.

His arm was pulled, and Tang Yuan was about to break free when he heard a voice in his right ear, "Sit down."

He retracted his gaze, rubbed his dry eyes, and let out a yawn. The sleepy bug had already broken through the defense, holding up the banner and shouting, "I want to eat watermelon."

Tang Yin didn't know when he opened his eyes, and rubbed his brows, "That thing is diuretic, after eating this, do you still want to sleep?"

Tang Yuan was speechless.

Tang Yin's cell phone rang, it was a phone call, he pressed it, but did not answer.

In less than a minute, Lao Chen's cell phone vibrated. This was a very familiar signal. Someone was looking for the chairman, but they couldn't find it, so they came to him, trying to ask for something.

For example, where is the chairman now? If he is not at home, is there a female companion by his side?

A common thing.

Lao Chen didn't answer the call either, but the phone rang again. He looked at the caller ID, and remembered that the owner of the phone number was a girl in her twenties, about the same age as the young master, from the Academy of Fine Arts, who could draw. To think that people are so stupid.

Since the chairman didn't answer, the meaning is already clear, calling him once or twice will only annoy the chairman even more.

Old Chen thought to himself, among the confidante who come and go around the chairman, Miss Fang is the only one who is the smartest. Will try to use his relationship with the chairman to show off everywhere, never did that.

If the chairman doesn't look for her, Ms. Fang will do her own thing and live her own life, keeping Saicheng Lake clean and tidy, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

If the chairman is looking for it, she will prepare a pot of soup with the ingredients, which is delicious. He has been lucky enough to drink it a few times, and he puts his heart into it.

It's a pity that the beauty is unlucky.

She left in November last year, jumping into the sea, wearing a long white dress custom-made for her by the chairman.

For half a month, the chairman didn't go anywhere after work, but stayed in the villa in Saicheng Lake. After that, he never went there again. He heard from Secretary Pei that the villa was sold.

The chairman will not be confused between who wants to be rich and rich, and who is sincere.

Even if he has built a business empire, it is a myth, and his heart is full of flesh, it is impossible for Miss Fang to leave without being sad at all.

Old Chen glanced at the rearview mirror. The chairman had promised the young master that he would not find a stepmother for him, so those women outside tried their best in front of the chairman, and no one ever got in.

Including Ms. Fang, who has been with the chairman for the longest time, she was unable to step into the door of the Tang family until she died.

There was a trace of sadness in Lao Chen's heart in vain.

For the next few decades, the chairman may continue to use it on the young master. When he gets old and leaves, he will go to see his wife.

The phone rang for the third time, preoccupied with Lao Chen's thoughts, he was a little angry, originally he didn't want to turn off the phone, his wife might call him, and he would be anxious if he couldn't get through, but now he had to turn it off.

Once the phone is turned off, the car is quiet.

If Tang Yuan still can't see what's going on here, then he's an idiot. He turned sideways and crossed his legs, "Dad, do you have an appointment with a beautiful lady?"

Tang Yin didn't hear it.

Tang Yuan simply asked someone else.

Old Chen was sweating profusely, "Master, the chairman has no one around these few years."

"Then who called just now?"

Old Chen held the steering wheel in his hands and said after deliberation, "A female student who draws pictures is not the chairman."

"Oh." Tang Yuan smacked his lips, "You are young and very capable. You can get the phone calls from the two of you. If one doesn't answer, just call the other. It's very simple and naive."

Old Chen's face twitched visibly, the young master's description was really accurate.

It didn't seem to matter that the topic didn't end there, that it didn't continue in the cramped space.

The car drove up the mountain, and the scenery outside the window changed. It was no longer high-rise buildings and noisy streets, but a large forest. There were no people outside, and it was dark.

Tang Yuan looked at his father without blinking. He knew about Fang Lin, and everyone left, and those marketing accounts refused to let go. Just to dig out the earth-shattering truth.

In fact, of course it didn't come out.

The person behind Fang Lin is his father, and he will not sit idly by.

Tang Yuan sighed a little.

The luckiest time is when you are healthy and healthy. People really cannot get sick. Once sick, the whole world will collapse.

But it is impossible for people to never get sick, small and sad.

As soon as he got home, the old man threw himself into the study.

The younger one found a place to have a conversation on the phone with his partner, and after half an hour, he reluctantly turned off the fire.

Tang Yuan ran to the study room and pulled old Comrade Tang out of the miasma.

After washing up, the father and son lay side by side, one reading a book, the other swiping their phone, doing their own things.

Tang Yuan was scrolling through the latest manga, and suddenly said, "Dad, have you ever been disappointed in me?"

Tang Yin turned the pages of the book without raising his eyelids, "There are many."

Tang Yuan swiped all the way down, and saw a comic that he was interested in, he clicked in to have a look, the style of the painting was not beautiful enough, it was crossed off, and he continued to search, "Then when did you want to give up on me?"

Tang Yin still did not lift his eyelids, "No."

Tang Yuan dropped his phone and rushed over, reached out and took off his father's glasses, "Dad, if there is a next life, I will be your son."

"Don't do it," Tang Yin took back his glasses, "You are so lawless, a lifetime is enough."

Tang Yuan has another trick, "Then I will be your father."

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You son of a bitch, say it again."

Tang Yuan murmured in his heart, when I am tired, look at you, how tired you are, I want you to relax, he didn't dare to say this, he squeezed his father's shoulders, and said like a dog, " Just kidding, you are still my father, my old man, and always will be."

Tang Yin snorted in satisfaction, and turned the pages of the book with clattering noises.

Tang Yuan took the book from his father's hand, closed it, and said incoherently, "Dad, follow your heart and you will reach the other shore. I don't know where I saw this. Not bad, you can use it and see."

Tang Yin was taken aback.

Tang Yuan put the books and glasses on the bedside table and turned off the lights.

He considerately left a piece of darkness, allowing his father to release the backlog of emotions in his heart.

Tang Yinku sat for a long time before he came back to his senses. He put back the thin quilt that his son had kicked away, and sat on the head of the bed alone, with half of his face hidden in the shadow and half of his face covered by the thin moonlight.

The whole person showed an old look that is not usually seen.

After a long time, there was a faint sigh in the room, and it was completely swallowed by darkness.

Pei's father and mother will leave after staying for a few days. The two elders don't like the bustling and crowded big cities. They like their hometown where they can't smell gasoline, hear brakes, and don't have to face traffic and crowds when they go out.

Lao Chen drove them back.

It was originally sent by Pei Wenjin, but he caught a cold, became dizzy, and worried about running for seven or eight hours, so he went to find Lao Chen.

Tang Yuan went to the apartment early, and together with Pei Wenjin put the big and small bags in the trunk, most of them were supplements, and a few were clothes.

The old couple didn't say anything.

Before getting in the car, Mother Pei said something, she said, "If you have time, you can go home and stay for two days."

The word "you" is used.

Dazed to hear Tang Yuan cry, squatting on the side of the road like a fool, weeping for a while.

Pei Wenjin picked up the young man from the ground, half pulled and half carried him back to the apartment, wiped his face with a warm towel, poured another glass of juice and brought it to him.

Tang Yuan took his hand and took a sip of his favorite juice, "Do you want me to move here?"

Pei Wenjin looked at his red and swollen eyes from crying, and then at the corners of his raised mouth.

"Tell me," Tang Yuan bumped his shoulder, "Do you want to?"

Pei Wenjin asked if he still had a drink or not.

Tang Yuan bowed his head, drank a few sips, and hugged the man's thin waist coquettishly, "Say shit."

Pei Wenjin removed the two paws on his waist, put the glass on the table, went to the refrigerator, took out an ice pack, wrapped it in a towel, and pressed it on the young man's eyelids.

Tang Yuan shivered, put his hands on the man's strong chest, felt his heartbeat through the shirt, well, it was quite strong, "You are really boring."

Pei Wenjin calmed down, "I've said it many times, I'll say it differently next time."

The coolness permeated his eyelids, Tang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, shrank his head, and begged for a hug pitifully, "It's a bit cold."

Pei Wenjin was puzzled, "This is ice."

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes, it's boring, it's so boring, he grinds his teeth, he wants to be together if it's boring, he likes it to death.

Tang Yuan didn't go back in the afternoon, but slept in the apartment.

When Pei Wenjin came back from get off work, he took the ingredients to the kitchen, unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up, washed rice and cooked.

Tang Yuan stood aside and gnawed on his cucumber, making a crisp sound from time to time. His teeth were very good, and his appetite was also very good. He stretched out his head to watch the man cut the shredded meat. It's clean and tidy, the fingertips are pink, and it looks good.

This hand is very good. During the day, I hold a pen and file, at night, I hold a kitchen knife and a spatula, and at night, I play the piano.

Tang Yuan approached unconsciously, and his warm breath touched the man's ear.

As soon as the pounding sound stopped, Pei Wenjin turned his head slightly, "Go out."

Tang Yuan blinked his bright eyes while nibbling on the cucumber, and asked innocently, "Why?"

Pei Wenjin took a breath imperceptibly, "Don't stand next to me."

"Ouch,"

After a brief daze, Tang Yuan winked, "Can't you bear it? You want to tie an apron on me, and then press me on the stove, refrigerator, glass door... eh, I haven't finished yet What? Try pushing me again? Pei Wenjin, do you have any interest? Ok, I'll go by myself, I want to eat braised steak..."

The glass door slammed shut, and the people inside pulled the safety catch.

"..."

Tang Yuan stood outside and gnawed on cucumbers. After eating one, he leaned against the door frame and watched the man across the door busy, with a happy smile on his face that couldn't be hidden.

On Friday, Tang Yuan introduced Daniel to two friends.

In the past few years, Tang Yuan has played many videos with Song Chaochen, and Daniel has shown his face more than once, so the real meeting this time, the atmosphere is not awkward at all.

Just a few old and new friends sitting down to chat and drink.

Daniel couldn't stay in an environment with music and rhythm. After drinking two glasses of wine, he eagerly slipped into the dance floor and became his dancing king.

Tang Yuan cast his eyes on the dance floor, and said something about him and Pei Wenjin in a common tone like "the bar is very noisy".

Song Chao knew about it, but Chen Lie didn't, so Tang Yuan told him.

After Chen Lie finished listening, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he just stared at Tang Yuan for three to five minutes, murmuring as if his soul had returned to his body, "I knew it."

Tang Yuan looked surprised, "You know?"

"Why didn't I know?" Chen Lie put the wine glass on the table angrily, "Damn it! I didn't know before, but now I know?!"

He tugged at the clothes on Tang Yuan's chest, "Okay, Xiao Yuan, you've been hiding it for long enough."

When it was over, he glanced at Song Chao in the corner of the sofa, "And you, hide it from me too, awesome."

Song Chao pushed off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, got up and went to the bathroom.

Chen Lie's eyeballs stayed and stayed on his back, turned around and poured a glass of whiskey into his stomach in a muffled voice, and spit out a few words without thinking, "Xiao Yuan, I'm done."

Tang Yuan was watching the fancy bartending by the bartender, but he didn't take it seriously, and asked jokingly, "Or is it over?"

Chen Lie put his head in his hands, "There is no difference."

Tang Yuan realized something was wrong, he put down his wine glass, sat down a little closer, and leaned on his hair, "Who? Your gay classmate who sleeps on the upper bunk?"

Chen Zhan shook his head, "No."

Tang Yuan frowned, "Who is that?"

Chen Li was drinking again, his chin and neckline were wet, full of the smell of whiskey, he wiped his face roughly, and faltered about the ins and outs of the whole thing.

That classmate liked him. During college, he changed his pursuit and tried his best to expose him to the gay world.

He was finally bent.

But it wasn't that classmate who broke him.

Chen Lie grabbed his short hair and spoke incoherently, "Chang Jian showed me the film, I beat him up, and he showed me again, he couldn't be beaten to death, he didn't have a long memory, he insisted on saying that the man was as good as me." Men can do it too, and they say they have experience and are willing to give me a try.”

He cursed angrily, "Damn it, he ruined me, he made me lose my mind and be possessed by evil spirits."

"One night, I hid under the covers and watched the video, just me and Xiaochao, I watched it, watched it many times, I didn't feel sick at all, I didn't feel sick at all, after watching it, I didn't feel right, I didn't feel right when I watched it before. Like that, fuck, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, anyway, I’m not quite right, I started to dream, I dreamed about Xiaochao, it’s all Xiaochao, I also had Xiaochao in my mind during class during the day, I was so scared that I didn’t dare to see him, If it wasn't for our three appointments this time, I would definitely not appear in front of him."

Tang Yuan struggled to put together what he heard, and asked incomprehensibly, "No, it's been a few years, why didn't you delete the video from that year?"

In fact, he wanted to ask more bluntly, why keep it.

Chen Lie seemed to be hit hard with a stick, his head was buzzing, he raised his head and looked at Tang Yuan in a daze, "I...I don't know either."

Tang Yuan leaned back a little and leaned on the back of the chair, and then sat up straight again. He comforted Fa Xiao who seemed to have done something wrong, "It's so dangerous to put the phone in it, you forgot about the phone repair incident of the fryer in the entertainment circle ? If the video of you and Xiao Chao spreads out, you will not only harm yourself, but also Xiao Chao."

After displaying for a while, I was afraid.

He shook his lips, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his face turned blue and white, "My mobile phone has never been broken, and it has a password, and no one else can open it."

Looking at Fa Xiao, Tang Yuan's greenness has completely faded away. He is handsome and masculine, with a very hot-blooded masculinity. He is tall and strong. He must be liked by girls. He heard his calm voice, "" So what are you going to do?"

Chen Lie hugged his head again, his already broad back arched slightly, "I don't know."

"I don't know, I don't know, you seem to only be able to say those three words."

Tang Yuan's breath suddenly paused, some fragments emerged in his mind, and they were quickly pieced together, his expression became a little weird, "Can you handle it yourself?"

"If you can't, you have to be able." After Chen Lie said this, he paused for at least 5 minutes, and said, "Xiao Yuan, I'm a little scared."

Tang Yuan asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Chen Lie stopped talking, just drinking.

The saxophone is gone, and it has become a rock and roll.

Tang Yuan didn't hear what Chen Li said in the deafening music, and asked him loudly what he was talking about.

He was probably in a daze, or he was obsessed with ghosts, and he yelled louder than Tang Yuan, "I-say-I-like-like-like-like-little-chao!"

Sensing something, Tang Yuan turned his head abruptly, and Song Chao was standing beside him.