Smells

Xiao Chen called Yu Ying while Jiang Yan was taking a shower. When Jiang Yan came out of the bathroom, he caught the fleeting smile on his face——

"It can't be taken away." The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was very low.

Seeing Jiang Yan, Xiao Chen said to the phone: "I have something to tell you, Jiang Yan is at my house now."

"What?" Yu Ying was taken aback, "Why did he go to your house?"

"Don't worry, he..." Xiao Chen glanced at Jiang Yan, and said the truth directly: "He got into a fight with someone, and he didn't dare to face you for the time being, so I took him to my house."

Jiang Yan's expression was a little cramped.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and he asked, "Are you hurt?"

"Well, there is a bit of skin on his face. I took him to the hospital to have a look. It's not a serious problem, no bones are hurt." Xiao Chen turned his back and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him Yes. The child is thin-skinned, he is afraid that you will worry if you see him, give him some time to relax, and I will send you back tomorrow."

"Well, I see, sorry to trouble you."

"Do you want to talk to your parents?"

"I'll tell them when the time comes." Yu Ying said softly, "Thank you, Brother Chen."

"It's okay. Then I'll hang up first."

"See you."

Jiang Yan came over and stood there grabbing the towel in his hand: "My brother... what did he say?"

"Don't say anything, let me take care of you."

"Do you think he's angry?"

Xiao Chen got up and put on his coat: "You must have known him longer than I have known him. Do you still need to ask me about his temper?"

It is true, Yu Ying has never been willing to kill him.

Xiao Chen took the car keys, Jiang Yan wondered, "You want to go out?"

"Well, go to my aunt's. I made dinner and put it in the steamer. Take it out and eat it yourself. I'll be back in a while. Don't run around."

"Oh."

Xiao Chen said and walked out of the house.

Originally, I planned to go to my uncle's house as soon as I came back from Tibet. Unexpectedly, the two old people went back to the countryside to attend the funeral of their relatives, and they only came back today.

Xiao Chen took the special products brought back from Tibet and drove to his uncle's house.

The old man came back in the evening, and was sitting in the living room watching TV after dinner, when Xiao Chen opened the door and entered the room directly.

"Uncle, uncle."

"Oh, Chenchen is back?" Qin Yunhe put down the remote control panel, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Xiao Chen put the special products brought back on the locker in the entrance, "I brought some special products back, and I put them here for you."

Xiao Caiying went into the kitchen and poured Xiao Chen a cup of hot milk, and looked at him: "It's dark."

"Really." Xiao Chen touched his face, "I almost didn't recognize it when I went home and looked in the mirror."

Xiao Caiying smiled: "If you can be white, your skin has been white since you were a child, and it will come back to white after covering it for a winter."

"Do you live here today?" Xiao Caiying asked.

"No." Xiao Chen shook his head, "I have to go back later."

He sat diagonally across from Qin Yunhe and Xiao Caiying, put the milk in his hand on the coffee table, with a serious expression: "Gu, I told you before I came back from Tibet and I have to tell you something."

"Well, I remember."

Xiao Chen lowered his head. In fact, he had already simulated the scene of coming out to them countless times in his mind before this. From the moment he found out that he was attracted to Yu Ying, he had been thinking about it.

Even though he had kept it a secret for more than ten years, when he was really willing to speak out, he was not as hesitant as he imagined.

"Both of you know the reason why I married Xiang Lin back then. I really don't have feelings for her." Xiao Chen paused, "Auntie, uncle, I can't actually have feelings for women."

Qin Yunhe looked astonished: "What?"

Xiao Caiying looked calm, and patted Qin Yunhe on the back: "Are you scared?"

"No, what do you mean? You... like men?" Qin Yunhe looked at Xiao Caiying in disbelief, "You already knew about your reaction?!"

"Gu," even Xiao Chen was a little surprised, "You..."

Xiao Caiying stroked Qin Yunhe's back to help him relax, and sighed softly: "Although you call me aunt, in my eyes you are my own son, a mother will not be able to tell whether her son likes a man or a woman ?"

Xiao Chen's throat choked.

Xiao Caiying's eyes were a little sore, she turned her back to cover her eyes with her hands: "Auntie knows that you have been very tired these years, after Xiao Chu left, you tied yourself by our side, you even volunteered for the college entrance examination The majors filled in are all Xiao Chu’s favorite majors—” Xiao Caiying stopped, and her voice was a little choked when she spoke again: “Auntie doesn’t need you like this, and you don’t need you to carry Xiaochu’s life on your back. You are Auntie’s son, you have to Live your own life."

Qin Yunhe's eyes were already red, and he put his arms around Xiao Caiying's shoulders: "Why cry when you're fine."

In fact, Xiao Caiying is very happy that Xiao Chen can take the initiative to tell these things today.She had noticed Xiao Chen's sexual orientation a long time ago, but she never knew how to ask about it. The situation dragged on until later, and it turned out that Xiao Chen actually got married with Xiang Lin.

At that moment, Xiao Caiying doubted her guess, thinking that she might really be overthinking.

But the reality is that Xiao Chen is not happy.

He has never been happy, lived such an excellent life, and was so tired.

I have been continuing other people's lives, how can I not be tired?

Xiao Chen lowered his head, vigorously blinked away the tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Gu, Uncle, I'm sorry..."

Qin Yunhe stood up abruptly and slapped him on the back: "I'm sorry?! Didn't you hear what your aunt said? Let you live your own life! Why are you sorry to us? Our family has no throne to inherit, no You need to find a girl to marry and have children, if you like a boy, you like to go, why is this..."

Qin Yunhe sat down clutching his forehead: "Oh, I'm so dizzy..."

Xiao Chen hurriedly went to the bedroom and found the high blood pressure pills, and poured Qin Yunhe a glass of water.

He got up and walked to Xiao Caiying's side, stroking her slightly bent back: "Gu."

Xiao Caiying rubbed the wet corners of her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Are you interested in that young man who went to Tibet with you?"

"Well, you see it?"

Xiao Caiying smiled: "If I didn't see it, could I persuade him to go to Tibet with you? What about him, is he the same as you? He likes men?"

"Ah."

"Then go for it." Xiao Caiying shook his hand, "I see that little guy is also very good, with a good personality and good looks."

Xiao Chen saw a few silver strands on the top of Xiao Caiying's head. Xiao Caiying usually dyes her hair regularly, but when she is old, no matter how fast she dyes her hair, her gray hair will not grow as fast.

"Am I growing white hair again?" Xiao Caiying asked.

"There are a few."

"I just got it dyed last week. It grew too fast." Xiao Caiying patted Xiao Chen's hand, "Find some tweezers and pull it out for me."

"it is good."

Yu Ying chatted with Yao Mengqing in the restaurant for a long time, but Yao Mengqing's favorite person has not come yet.

Yu Ying looked down at her watch, it was almost 08:30.

"Why hasn't he come yet?" The leftovers on the table were cold, and they had already eaten a round.

"He's probably studying by himself last night. get out of class should be over at this point. I'm sorry to waste your time."

"How are you going to beat him later?"

Yao Mengqing took a sip of watermelon juice: "I don't know, I thought about it, I think he will be beaten automatically when he sees our blind date, right?"

He straightened his body, his eyes gleamed, and Yu Ying couldn't help but feel amused. Sure enough, a child is a child, and the level of psychological maturity has nothing to do with education.

At [-]:[-], the protagonist finally appeared, a boy about the same age as Yao Mengqing, tall and thin, with handsome features.

Panting, he ran to Yu Ying's table: "I just went to study by myself last night, why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

Tan Zhan glanced at Yu Ying with a confused expression.

"What's the situation?" Tan Zhan asked Yao Mengqing, pointing to a table of leftovers, "Yao Mengqing, what kind of demon are you, I thought you asked me to come for supper, what are you doing? Even a chicken wing Won't leave it for me?"

Yao Mengqing winked at him: "I'm on a blind date."

Tan Zhan was taken aback: "...huh?"

The expression on his face was neither stunned nor appreciative, but an indescribable stupefaction.

After a moment of silence, Tan Zhan suddenly scolded: "Yao Mengqing, you have something wrong, why did you call me on a blind date?" Then he walked out the door.

Yu Ying was watching the play on the sidelines, and he felt that Yao Mengqing should be acting passionate.

Yao Mengqing chased after him and grabbed Tan Zhan's arm: "What are you doing?" He looked very happy, pursing his lips in a half-smile: "Are you unhappy about my blind date?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you are on a blind date or not?" Tan Zhan was puzzled, "You can go on a blind date, why did you call me here? It doesn't cost me a trip?"

"No..." Yao Mengqing's expression gradually became distorted. The development of the situation ran counter to his original idea, and his brain couldn't turn around.

"Your mother found it for you?" Tan Zhan stretched his neck and glanced into the restaurant, "You're pretty handsome, but you're only so old, why are you in such a hurry." He patted Yao Mengqing's arm, "wait here Come on, let me say a few words to that man."

After finishing speaking, Tan Zhan walked towards Yu Ying's table, leaving Yao Mengqing alone in a mess.

"Brother?" Tan Zhan called out.

Yu Ying turned around.

Tan Zhan pulled out his chair and sat down, and made a long story short: "The person who went on a blind date with you is my childhood friend. He is very good. He has been a genius since he was a child. I am still in my sophomore year, and he has already graduated from graduate school."

Yu Ying listened silently.

"He, although he has a very high IQ, he's actually pretty good." Tan Zhan pointed to his temple, "Except for academic matters, he's a little nervous at other times, and he can't take care of himself in life. Take care of him. Be nice to my buddies."

"Okay, I'm done talking, let's go first, and don't bother you."

Yao Mengqing walked over with a sullen face, Tan Zhan flicked the back of his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving."

"What did you tell him?"

"Just chat." Tan Zhan hehe twice, clenched his fists, pretending to be fierce, "I'm afraid you will be bullied, so I warn you in disguise."

This is a real straight guy with an off-line personality. In short, he is quite a funny kid.Yao Mengqing's operation turned over the cart, and Yu Ying expressed sympathy for it.

"What's going on!" Yao Mengqing went crazy, "Does he not like me? How could he not like me? What kind of reaction is this? Is this the reaction that a human should have? Tan Zhan is not a man!"

Yu Ying couldn't help being handsome, she lowered her head to cover her mouth and smiled, not too obviously funny.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Yu Ying got up to take her bag.

Yao Mengqing was extremely distressed, twisting his handsome face: "How could this be, Brother Ying, can you tell that he likes me?"

Yu Ying didn't dare to say irresponsible words: "I don't know."

"Let's go home today. It's getting late. Let's talk about it later. Anyway, you've returned to China now, and you have plenty of time to develop a relationship with him." Yu Ying said as she walked.

"It's true, this dog has never done human affairs." Yao Mengqing gritted his teeth.

"Send you home?" Yu Ying opened the car door and got in the car.

"No, you can take me to the hospital. There is a paper that needs to be finished. I will find some reference materials." Yao Mengqing said, "Thank you today, and I will treat you to dinner another day."

It was past twelve o'clock when Xiao Chen got home. He thought Jiang Yan had already fallen asleep, but when he gently opened the door, he heard a faint sound of retching.

There was a faint light in the crack of the bathroom door, Xiao Chen walked over and pushed the door open.

Jiang Yan was crouching in front of the pool and retching, when he heard the sound and turned his head, Xiao Chen saw that his eyes were blurred and blood dripping red.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen asked nervously, "Uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yan splashed water on his face and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, do you have sleeping pills?"

Xiao Chen frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"I can't sleep." Jiang Yan raised his arm to wipe the water off his face, looked at Xiao Chen in the mirror, "If you have one, can you give me one?"

Xiao Chen took his arm and walked out of the bathroom: "Sleeping pills can't be taken casually, especially for children."

"I'm seventeen."

"Go to the guest room and lie down." Xiao Chen refused to comment, "I'll make you hot milk."

A few minutes later, Xiao Chen handed the hot milk to Jiang Yan's bedside, and brought him a bottle of melatonin: "If you really can't sleep, you can take a pill of this, but you can't take Anding."

Jiang Yan lowered his eyes, his face pale: "Thank you uncle."

"What happened to you? Did you have an upset stomach?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little disgusting."

Xiao Chen felt that the child was hiding something in his heart, so he frowned: "Can you tell me why you fought with others today?"

"Because someone slapped me." Jiang Yan looked up at Xiao Chen, his eyes were bloodshot, "Because they all bullied me."

"Who? Why did you bully you? Does Yu Ying know about this?"

"Because my dad took drugs."

Xiao Chen was taken aback.

"My brother took him in with his own hands. Those people said that I was the son of a thief, that my brother helped the thief raise his son, and that he was an idiot." Jiang Yan's voice trembled slightly, the veins on his forehead protruded, and his emotions became more and more agitated.

"They're idiots!" Jiang Yan shook the cup in his hand, and the milk spilled out, "That bastard is dead! He's sucked to death! I have nothing to do with him, I'm not his son! I only have Yu Ying, I only have Yu Ying..."

Xiao Chen hurriedly took the cup from his hand, hugged him into his arms, and patted his back lightly.

Jiang Yan's voice started to sob, hiding in Xiao Chen's arms like a wounded animal.

The crying became louder, and Xiao Chen's sleeves were wet.

Xiao Chen caressed the back of his head, and coaxed softly: "You are Yu Ying's family, and the blood relationship is all false, it doesn't represent anything."