"Hey, you kid, you're still crying!"

The familiar voice approached from far away, Liang Yun suddenly raised his head, before he could stop his tears, he opened his mouth stupidly and froze.

Liang's mother gave him an annoyed hand, the old lady was exercising actively, and her hand strength was quite strong, Liang Yun cried out in a crying voice: "Mom—"

Before the voice fell, Liang's mother waved her hand quickly and said in a low voice, "You are so grown up, you still know how to cry, go home and cry with your father."

After all, don't look away, and secretly wiped away tears.

On the way, the old lady told him not to ignore him, but because she was afraid that there were too many people and he was embarrassed. After returning home and waiting for a long time, she didn't see him following up, so she hurried down to look for him. Seriously involved.

"Your father urged me to come out to look for you, causing me to wear the wrong shoes, look!" Liang Ma's body is so strong, and the independent lifting movements of golden rooster are comparable to those of gymnasts. Liang Yun hurriedly supported him mom.

The old lady kept talking along the way, Liang Yun knew in his heart that this was because he was afraid of embarrassment, so he could only use his voice to break the silence.

The door was not closed, and there was a crack in it. Liang Ma pushed the door and called out beamingly: "Old man, my son is back!"

I saw his father sitting on the single sofa with his legs crossed, reading the morning newspaper carefully, forgetting to wear the reading glasses hanging around his neck, hearing his mother screaming, his eyes glanced coldly, the old man He said "hmm" with a straight face, and remained silent.

Liang Yun followed his mother into the house with his things in his hands. The layout of the house was the same as before, even the cushions on the dining table were the same, but the color of the picture was no longer bright.

"Mom, these are the special products I bought there, and two pairs of wool waist protectors brought back from the school trip to Inner Mongolia last year." He said while sneaking a glance at his father. Know when to wear glasses.

"Good boy, did you buy this waist support last year?" Liang Ma was about to cry, so she pushed him, signaling him to go out and talk to Dad.

Liang Yun took out the wooden box containing the inkstone, held it in both hands and walked to the sofa. The newspaper in his father's hand shook lightly. Liang Yun suddenly knelt down with a plop, startling the old man, and finally put it down. The newspaper, staring at him fiercely.

In fact, he was not going to kneel. The box he held in both hands was dead heavy. When he bent down to put the box on the coffee table, he knelt down straight in his head. The floor was covered with tiles. I don't know it hurts.

His father was covered in cold air. If he had been in the past, he would have turned around to get the steel ruler. His two fists were clenched and rattling. : "Dad, hit me."

Liang Ma stamped her feet anxiously, seeing the stalemate between the old man and her son, she didn't dare to go forward to persuade her, for fear of angering the old man.

Liang Yun lowered his head, not daring to look at his father, the old man stood up suddenly, Liang Yun and his mother trembled in fright, but the next moment they heard the bedroom door close gently.

Liang Yun looked up, but saw that the inkstone box on the tea table had disappeared.

Liang Ma helped him up, with tears streaming out, she asked in a trembling voice, "Son, does it hurt?"

After finishing speaking, he was about to hug his trouser legs, Liang Yun quickly helped the old lady up, "It's okay, what's the point of knocking, Mom, I'm sorry for you and Dad."

When the old lady heard this, she couldn't catch her breath. They hugged their heads and cried for a while, and then sat on the sofa hand in hand. Tears came up again, "Son, why are you so thin? Old Wu said that you are not in good spirits these days, is it..."

Speaking of both of them being startled, Mama Liang changed the subject, "Don't blame your dad, he just has that temper, and it's hard to say that he loves you. Just when I knelt down, his face changed. It's early, take a shower and sleep, and talk to your dad when you get up tomorrow."

Liang Yun first thought that he would be kicked out, but he didn't expect a turn of events, the hotel would definitely not go back, so he heard the fuck, went to the bathroom to take a shower, the old lady seemed to be waiting outside the door, and knocked on the door after washing , "Son, you didn't take the change of clothes, I put them on the washing machine with you."

"Ok."

He dried himself, opened the door of the bathroom, and reached out a little to get the change of clothes on the washing machine. It was his pajamas. He hadn't worn them a few times. He hadn't worn them for so many years. The clothes didn't smell musty, and they smelled like sunshine. And the fragrance of laundry detergent.

After getting dressed and coming out, there was no one in the living room, and the lights were turned off. The door of Liang Yun's room was open, and the light just illuminated the way from the living room to the room. The bed was clean and tidy, and the furniture was spotless. The air conditioner on the wall was replaced Yes, it turns out that parents have been looking forward to his return.

Lie on the single bed for a while, then called Yanyao, the environment over there was very noisy, like in a restaurant.

"Okay, we won, hahahaha!"

"Congratulations."

"What about you? I seem to have to go back to the hotel today."

Liang Yun was about to speak when he heard a voice suddenly amplified, "Brother Yanyao can go back with me, come on, come on, give me a chance to talk at night by candlelight."

Immediately there was a booing sound, Liang Yun asked: "Who was the one who spoke just now?"

"It's Zhou Botong, boy, what a joke, how about it, come out tomorrow? Take me to visit the Broken Bridge."

"Could it be Xu Xian who is waiting for your hit?"

"Hahaha, Xu Xiantai, I like the Fa Hai type."

"Just buy a basket of crabs, I guess the fate lies in one of them."

"Fa——Hai——you~no~understand~love..." Yanyao sang on the other side, and the five-tone insufficiency and tones are all thousands of miles away. Like a vegetable market, there are bold female voices booing, "Hey! Are you going to come out tomorrow!" Yan Yao suddenly stopped speaking, and his emotions can be changed as freely as a movie king.

"I..." Liang Yun hesitated. He was very depressed. He was afraid that it would be contagious to Yanyao and he would not be able to enjoy the game. The receiver suddenly fell silent, and then came a low-pitched male voice. The voice sounded like a subwoofer. Nice to hear, "Remember what you promised me?"

Liang Yun was stunned, who are you!What did I promise you?I also promised Tom Cruise to sign a marriage contract in his next life!

Tom Cruise?

"Lie Mao Kelusi?"

The man's chuckling voice came through the earpiece, carrying the unique hoarse metal texture of the terminal signal, and it was sexy in a mess. Liang Yun thought he could consider starting a second career. A certain treasure's voice chat service must be good!

In fact, if Ji Xiaocheng pretends to be aggressive occasionally, he can also achieve this kind of hormone-free effect.

Thinking of him, Liang Yun's heart just broke out of the water and sank to the bottom of the water again.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Ouyang Ge."

"Ouyang hiccup, hello." This name is really cute.

"It's Ouyang Ge, the boat can go."

"Oh." The pronunciation is equally good.

Compared with Liang Yun's insipidity, Ouyang Ge seemed much more familiar, and teased, "Shall I remind you what you promised me that night?"

He speaks very slowly, especially the words "that night" and "promise" are slightly ambiguous, but the speed of speech is so slow that anyone with ears will misunderstand it. It broke out.

"I told you not to flirt with a man who used to be, otherwise I will do whatever it takes to make you flirt!"

"Look forward, don't let me down."

Liang Yun was defeated by a straight man who looked gay but wasn't gay but gayer than gay.

In the game, he can flirt as much as he wants, because it doesn’t work on the screen, but it’s different when talking on the phone. The intuitive feeling is always sharper. He thought that as long as a straight man teased him so straightforwardly, he would If you say you vomit immediately, you will swallow it and go home to vomit it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ouyang Ge has successfully integrated with the character's body and soul, and completely possesses the almost abnormally high resistance of the blood warrior.

Yanyao shouted at the side that he must come, and together with the blablas from the famous family, Liang Yun reluctantly agreed, not for any other reason, but because of the completely different atmosphere at the two ends of the phone, he didn't want to continue hanging around. Xing Diaoying stood alone.

The big guy decided so happily. What was supposed to be a continuation of a fun party for a couple of boyfriends who broke up before they met, turned into a fun party for a female man to lead a group of men. The most unpleasant thing is that a certain prodigal son turns back Can't stand the scum attack.

Waking up early the next morning, Liang's father was alone in the living room watching the morning news. Liang Yun stepped into the living room and saw his father. His first reaction was to step back quickly. His feet stopped halfway, and his father had no face. Looking at him with an expression.

Fortunately, it's not a cold brow.

He secretly let out a breath, moved to the sofa anxiously, and called out with his chest in his mouth: "Dad..."

Father Liang had already turned his eyes away to watch TV when he came over. Hearing his cry, he frowned, looked up at him and scolded, "Didn't you eat!? You're out of breath!"

Liang Yun thought to himself that he hadn't eaten.

Maybe Liang's father thought about this, and said lightly: "Go wash your face and eat breakfast, it's on the table!"

After that, I ignored him and watched TV on my own.

When Liang Yun was eating, Liang's father answered the phone. It sounded like the old man of the vice principal.

"Yeah...hehe, he's old...this kid's brain is not good, thanks to you taking care of him...you don't have to speak up for him, I don't know what kind of thing he is? Forget it, let's not talk about it ... I have a piece of Hui ink here, haven't you seen it ... Yes, my dad hid it in the brick wall and kept it, keep it ... Don't! I will take it to you when Liang Yun returns... ...I don't want it, just a few glances are enough..."

Liang Yun whispered while drinking porridge, don't you want it?Do you know how much that inkstone is worth now?

But he knows his father too well. You must know that the Fang Duan inkstone is now worth more than seven figures. He might not even touch it, so how dare he take it home.

"Sitting like a pine, standing like a bell, I have taught you since childhood, how come you are getting more and more alive."

Liang Yun was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Liang's father had hung up the phone. He straightened his back, and his father asked again, "Does your leg still hurt?"

thigh?

where?

His head was full of question marks scrambling to go out, for fear that his father would make a fuss if he answered in the middle of the night, and then it would be a good fight.

"Hey..." Liang's father was deeply powerless at his stupid appearance that couldn't turn his head around. He shook his head, got up and turned off the TV, and brought out a small bucket and a mop-like brush from the balcony. The bowl is waiting for your mother to come back to clean it up, and then go to class after sleeping." After finishing speaking, he left the door.

The only sound left in the house was the pendulum of the clock, which struck Liang Yun's heart in detail.

He has been afraid of his father since he was a child, and he always thinks twice before he speaks and does things. Now that he has grown up, he is still afraid when his wings are stiff. fact.

He is old, showing the characteristics of an old man, his height has shrunk, his back is rickety, his fists definitely no longer have the momentum of his prime, but even so, Liang Yun is still afraid of him from the bottom of his heart, this kind of fear is the same as when he was young. It's different. At that time, I was really afraid of being hit, but now it's a kind of fear with admiration and awe.

I am afraid that he will be angry and make me angry, that he will be out of breath, that my words and deeds will make him angry for no reason, and that I will not be able to pay back if I have not fulfilled my responsibilities all these years.

Just now, his father asked him if his leg was still hurting. He really didn't respond for a while, and then he remembered the kneeling last night, and recalled again that his father's whole body froze at that time. response.

It's like a child accidentally fell when he was a toddler. The young parents subconsciously leaned forward at that time, which was a caring posture.

When he came together, his father would go out for a walk in the park. In the past, he must not have understood it. He thought it was because he was still angry with him and didn't want to talk to him. But after returning home this time, he seemed to be blessed. I don't understand that Mao Sai suddenly understood, his father was afraid that he would be embarrassed.

Time is the best glue. There will be a whole summer vacation for the three of them to get along slowly. For the family, there are some words and things that are not worth mentioning, and time will make up for everything.

After breakfast, I went back to the room and opened the bookcase. All kinds of books collected before were neatly displayed. The diaries and essays before going to college were all placed in the bookcase. His bookcase was never locked. My parents are well-trained in this regard. , very respectful of personal privacy.

The diary in the last year of high school is scented. The girl at the same table used that kind of hard-shell diary printed with elegant flowers. Girls only like diaries, so they can only write carefully in the dead of night, and record some feelings that they felt poetic at the time and can't bear to read now.

The last half of the third year of high school was like welcoming the end of the world. There was no time to express feelings. I only wrote a small half of the diary. Now that I opened it, the fragrance had long since disappeared, but there was a five-inch photo in it.

It was taken in my junior year. The school basketball team won the place in the city competition. He followed him to the celebration banquet as a logistics supporter. The big guy took dozens of photos of a single and double group photo. This one was Ji Xiaocheng who took the initiative to call him Come and take a picture together.

In the photo, the two boys are head to head, Ji Xiaocheng is smiling like a chrysanthemum, he is really uncomfortable, people who don't know think this is a forced photo.

The inner capsule of the diary has four colors. He remembered that this photo was deliberately inserted into the pink page, but now it is on the green side. Looking carefully, there are fingerprints pinched out on the edge of the photo, and a small piece was torn open. Kouzi, this photo was lucky and escaped a catastrophe.

Parents were very sad at the time, right...?

They still can't accept the fact that their son is gay.

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