Lazy cancer late stage

The certificate of appraisal was received five days later, both Song Xiaowai and Songsang were unavoidably nervous, for fear of any accident.But fortunately, the result was not unexpected.The blood relationship between the two can be determined.

And Song Xiaowai quickly got started with the job arranged by Yang'an.A small park doesn’t need to charge any fees. He just needs to sit in the studio at the door to drink tea, listen to the radio, and chat with the aunt who walks the dog every day.

Songsang began to run to him often, bringing him meals at noon and chatting with him at night.Under the joy of finding their loved ones, the sufferings they have suffered can be ignored.They are doing their best to cherish each other.

"Feng Yu" was finally finished before Yangzhi's winter vacation. When Songsang went to the bank that day, a string of zeros appeared.He was so scared that the card almost dropped.I quickly looked around to see if anyone saw the number just now.

He rushed home in a hurry, "Yang Zhi, your salary has been paid, more than 100 million! I'm sorry, why is this website so rich."

But Yang Zhi frowned, apparently dissatisfied.

"What else are you upset about?"

"If you can sell IP, it will be doubled."

Songsang was dumbfounded, he also knew that it would not be good to adapt the subject matter of Tanmei into movies or novels, "Don't worry, don't you still want to publish it?"

"Publishing doesn't actually make much money." But Yang Zhi didn't particularly care about it, and hugged him, "But it's enough to support the two of us."

Songsang was pulled to sit on his lap, and immediately blushed, "Who wants you to support me, I can support me myself."

Yang Zhi likes to hug this position very much, the body temperature is transmitted to each other, and the heart is very close, as if they are giving each other the softest and most vulnerable sides.He buried his head in Songsang's chest, tightly locked his waist with his hands, and listened to his heartbeat.

"Stand up?"

"Ah."

"Can you teach me my homework?"

Yang Zhi raised his head, "Yes."

Songsang looked down at him, showing a big smile, the shallow dimples were very cute.Then she kissed him quickly on the mouth.

Yang Zhi froze for a moment, then pressed his head down, poked his tongue in familiarly, and blended with him.

The sound of breathing and water is somewhat obvious in the quiet house.

It took a long time for the two to separate from this wanton deep kiss.Songsang slumped on his body, her arms hanging on Yang Zhi's back.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

Before Songsang recovered, her voice was soft, "What's the matter?"

"Let's go get the certificate."

"Ah?" Songsang straightened up like a fish rolling, got off Yang Zhi's body, and stared at him firmly.

Yang Zhi fixed his eyes on him, and repeated, "Get the certificate."

Songsang didn't know how to respond, his mind was muddled.In fact, he always felt that sooner or later he would separate from Yang Zhi, maybe not soon, but there is no one in the world who will accompany you until you grow old and die.Not even couples.

Although Yangzhi often said things like "you are mine" and "you are not allowed to go", to Songsang's ears, he felt that it was more like Yangzhi acting like a baby.

Especially now that his father appeared in his life, he had some concerns.I even started to think about whether to get married and have children in the future. There are old people and young children. As soon as I got home, I could smell the smell of food, the wife’s voice was gentle, the children kept fighting, and the old father hugged the puppy and laughed.He longs for such a family.

Songsang does not deny that she loves Yangzhi, Yangzhi takes him in, gives him life and gives him love.These Songsang knew that he was unable to pay back, but it was difficult for him to get rid of the shackles in his heart.These shackles appeared with the appearance of the father and locked him firmly.

Seeing that Songsang didn't speak for a long time, Yang Zhi's eyes became a little dangerous, and he said stubbornly, "Marry me."

Songsang pursed her lips, "Are you serious?"

"Ah."

Songsang thought for a long time and asked, "You... parents agree?"

"agree."

"You didn't ask how you knew?"

Yang Zhi smiled, "My brother came out of the closet when he was 17."

Songsang found it difficult to speak, "How did they react?"

"no response."

"no response?"

"It's like hearing 'It's a beautiful day'."

Songsang recalled Yangzhi's parents' mentality in life, and felt that it was really not something mortals like herself could imitate, maybe they would really react like this.

Yangzhi stood up, took two steps, and got very close to him, so close that the tips of his noses were close to each other, "Songsang, don't you want me?"

Songsang took a step back unconsciously, "No."

"I want to be family with you."

I want to be family with you.For some reason, this sentence made the tip of Songsang's nose sour, and a rush of heat rushed into his eyes, without even giving him a chance to react, like a conditioned reflex.

Yang Zhi didn't realize what was wrong with him, but just stretched out his hand and embraced him in an irresistible gesture, "I can support you, and I can also support our dad, and you don't have to be a thief."

What is it all about.Songsang bit his shoulder, "I'm not a little boy, who wants you to support me?"

"You are so white, you are not a little boy."

"roll!"

Songsang was dragged to the bed by Yangzhi and exercised vigorously. Songsang admitted that he liked the feeling of being violated by Yangzhi. It was a kind of physical and psychological pleasure that he had never had before.

Sometimes, Songsang also has doubts, can she marry a wife like this?

"Yangzhi, do you think we can be together forever?" He hid in the warm quilt, with a little sweat on his body.Relying on the same sweaty Yangzhi.

"Can't you?"

Songsang took a breath of the cold air in the room, "People's hearts are the most unreliable thing, and so are promises."

"Why do many people think so." Yang Zhi looked at him.

"what?"

"Promises may be unreliable, but people's hearts may not be unreliable. Human beings are the most evil and beautiful creatures. We have emotions, great love and bonds. Civilizations that have been passed down from ancient times to the present are not politics or strategies, but beautiful poems and stories. .Because emotion is the most admired, the greatest thing that can surpass everything.” Yang Zhi tightened his arms, “For example, I love you.”

His voice was deep and eloquent, reaching Songsang's ears through the warm quilt, as if it had turned into a paralyzed water.Songsang had never heard Yang Zhi say such a thing, and was a little dazed for a moment.

Yang Zhi tightened him, took a deep breath in his hair, "You have to believe in its power."

Songsang suddenly turned over and pressed Yang Zhi under him, sat on his body, and stared at this man condescendingly.His body is young and healthy, his skin is tight and smooth, and his appearance is also first-class good-looking.Especially his eyes, loose and lazy, only when he looked at himself, there was a hint of confusion like ignorance.

His fingers are slender, and his figure is tall and not thin.

His lips were neither thin nor thick, moist and soft, as if he had sunk into them when he kissed them.

Songsang felt his heart beating just looking at him, and being with him could throw away all the burdens.

He bowed his head and kissed him, sinking into his lips.