Flying the boss is not easy

After a meal, Wan Hansong's mother basically understood what she needed to know, and she made a suggestion: "When do you call your parents out and let's meet up?"

Hearing this, Song Haicha's face turned a little ugly for a moment, Wan Hansong's mother was an old oily person who had been in the society for so many years, and soon discovered the flaw.

"Your family, don't you know?"

Under the table, Wan Hansong squeezed Song Haicha's hand tightly, as if he had found confidence, he said firmly, "I'll find out soon."

"It's better like this." Wan Hansong's mother said meaningfully.

When she was about to leave, she pulled Wan Hansong aside: "You must inquire about the attitudes of his family members. If you find anything wrong, end this relationship immediately and stop the loss in time, you know? With your conditions, even if you find someone A...wouldn't be bad."

Wan Hansong retorted: "What are you looking for? I'm not young anymore. He's the only one in my life."

"I know you will get impatient if I talk too much, you have to have a bottom line in your heart."

After the three parted, Wan Hansong and Song Haicha drove to the school.

They just packed some meals, and they planned to improve the food for Song Yang. The daily study tasks are so heavy, and the food is so unpalatable, it is simply not a human life.

They called the head teacher in advance and asked Song Yang to wait in the guard room.

There are not many parking spaces at the gate of the school, so they park at the gate, anyway, they only stay for a while.

Wan Hansong saw Song Yang as soon as he got out of the car. He stretched his neck to watch them from the window of the guard room, looking very funny.

Wan Hansong took a photo of him, but the phone's flash was not turned off. From a long distance, Wan Hansong seemed to see Song Yang's expression froze. Afterwards, Song Yang retracted his head without any nostalgia.

Wan Hansong and Song Haicha put the food on the table in the guard room. Several security guards sneered when they saw it, as if they wanted to stop them.

Song Haicha took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to them. After they accepted them, they immediately ignored them. They either went out to breathe, or went into the mail room to count the received couriers.

Wan Hansong handed the chopsticks to Song Yang, looked at the direction where the security guard was leaving, and whispered, "Your school security guard is pretty easy to deal with."

Song Yang snorted coldly, and said contemptuously: "A group of lackeys who usually show off their power will only bully us students."

"The selection of security guards is too poor." Song Haicha found a bench and sat down. "It seems that he has no energy at all."

Wan Hansong agreed, their security guards were hired by serious security companies, and many of them were veterans|, not to mention other things, they must have a good mental outlook.Look at these security guards again, with wicked eyebrows, looking them up and down just now, as if they want to scrape a few layers of grease off them.

Song Yang eats very fast, and the college entrance examination is coming soon, and he has no time to rest. He has very little rest time, and he has to squeeze in everything.

After saying hello, Song Yang raised his legs and was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Haicha's "stop".

"Put your pants down." Song Haicha pointed to his feet.

Wan Hansong followed Song Haicha's hand and looked at his ankle, which was a little purple from the cold. He couldn't help but clenched his thermal pants tightly.

Young is good.

"Okay, okay!" Song Yang hurriedly put down the tied trousers, how could he forget about it just now!

"The position of the joints must be well protected, otherwise it will be too late to regret it later," Song Yang raised his chin to signal Wan Hansong, "Choose a pair of thermal pants for him and send them here."

Wan Hansong agreed, and he walked up to Song Yang and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will definitely choose a better looking one for you."

Song Yang said "hehe" twice: "You better be."

A few days later, Song Haicha's parents also came. On the first day, they had a meal together in a friendly manner. Maybe they hadn't seen each other for a long time, but nothing unpleasant happened.

The next day, Song Haicha didn't have dinner with his parents, but went to Wan Hansong's room and cooked something casually.

The two discussed for a long time how to confess this matter, but in the end they didn't discuss the reason.

In the end, Song Haicha turned out to be the first to quit, and he planned to speak out directly, without any foreshadowing.Wan Hansong tried to persuade him for a long time but failed to persuade him to come back, so he could only let him go.

Song Haicha was restless, he didn't want to bring this kind of emotion to Wan Hansong, but the tension in the air couldn't be evaporated anyway, in order not to distract Song Haicha, Wan Hansong could only pretend that he didn't care.

Before going to dinner at night, Song Haicha cooked a table of dishes for Wan Hansong to calm his mood, and then embarked on the journey to confess.

Wan Hansong felt that things would definitely not go well. Song Haicha's parents looked rather rigid at first glance, and liking men was even more taboo. If her mother didn't feel that she owed something, she probably wouldn't agree.

In the evening, Song Haicha knocked on Wan Hansong's door.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, Song Haicha took off his coat and threw it on the bed, and fell down.

Wan Hansong also fell down, and hugged him sideways: "How is it?" In fact, he knew the answer just by looking at it.

Song Haicha hugged Wan Hansong in his arms, patted his head for a while, and patted his back for a while, and said, "It's okay, their opinions are useless, we've lived on our own for a long time."

Wan Hansong could feel how uncomfortable Song Haicha was in his heart. It is impossible for a person like him who has a strong family concept to put his parents' opinions aside. Otherwise, how could he have endured his parents for so long just because of his academic qualifications? suppression?

"Let's talk about it later, anyway, there's still plenty of time, so don't worry." He only respected Song Haicha's parents for the elders, no matter how they treated him, he didn't have to worry about it.

Song Haicha's body was still surrounded by low air pressure, Wan Hansong only knew the only way to mobilize his enthusiasm.

"We haven't done that for a long time, and today we just have time to come..." He kissed Song Haicha's lips, and reached into his sweater to feel around.

Song Haicha grabbed his hand and pulled him off his body: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll take a bath and sleep with you tonight."

Wan Hansong was stunned on the bed, he man, just now, rejected the invitation to spend a good night with him!

This was in stark contrast to his usual ferocity.

Wan Hansong took out his mobile phone to take a picture of his face, it was okay, it was no different from before; then he pinched his butt again, it was also okay, it was as elastic as before.

But I just feel a little uncomfortable.

The next night, Wan Hansong offered to go to dinner with Song Haicha.

Song Haicha can bear it, but it doesn't mean he can bear it.

If it is said that Song Haicha was rejected by the family just because he likes men, then it is understandable. Thousands of years of culture is there, and it cannot be disintegrated by the few words on the Internet that "any love should be respected".In connection with the previous behavior, all the facts show that such a family environment is pathological, and Song Haicha has survived in this pathological environment for many years.

In the past, as an outsider, he couldn't point out these things. Now, as a person who wants to be with Song Haicha for the rest of his life, he has the obligation and responsibility to push Song Haicha to the correct thinking.

Seeing Wan Hansong who came in with Song Haicha, Song Haicha's mother turned her head in disdain: "What? We said we disagreed yesterday, did you bring people directly to demonstrate today?"

Song Haicha looked at Wan Hansong apologetically, and whispered in a low voice to ask him if he wanted to go back.This kind of cynicism is enough for him to bear alone.

Wan Hansong said no, seeing that the two elders didn't say anything, he went directly to the stool and sat down.

Song's mother also came over to sit down, and she said aggressively: "Xiao Wan, Auntie really appreciates you, but now it's fine if you don't follow the right path, and you still have to drag Haicha to not follow the right path, and fall in love with the superiors and subordinates of the same company." It shouldn't be, it's easy to provoke criticism, not to mention you're still a man!"

"What do you mean by admiring me?" Wan Hansong let go of his usual look of letting people rub him into a ball and flattened him, showing the thorns all over his body, "Is it because I went to a good university? A diploma that can be envied and envied? Can you use it to find a job in a big city, instead of being like Song Haicha, who can only stay in this small place for the rest of his life if there is no other opportunity?"

Every sentence hits the nail on the head.

Mother Song patted the table: "Are you talking to an elder?!"

"Why not? This is called reasonable doubt. You who have always admired education must understand."

Mother Song's face was flushed with anger, she persuaded herself not to lose her demeanor, and she said: "Xiao Wan, I can treat you as young and unruly, our family is very grateful to you for bringing Song Hai Tea Industry to such a big place, let it With a better reputation, it doesn't mean that Haicha's life's happiness will be exchanged for it!"

"Why is he not happy with me? Could it be that if you let him marry someone who he doesn't feel at all just because you are satisfied? I now even know your standards for future daughter-in-law: obedient, well-behaved and sensible , the appearance is good enough, and I can listen to your words for the rest of my life without resisting!"

"You...you..." It is undeniable that Wan Hansong's demands are all right, "This is to let that person take better care of Hai Cha, and this is for his happiness!"

"The one on the left is thinking about his happiness and the one on the right is thinking about his happiness. Let me ask you, do you know what he usually does to relax? Do you know how sad he is because of your sarcasm? None of you You know! As long as he is a little dissatisfied, you will blame him for not being filial and respecting his parents who have worked so hard to raise him!"

Song Haicha's hands trembled slightly, and Wan Hansong's analysis was accurate. This was the darkness he was least willing to reveal to others. Now that he was exposed in such an open and aboveboard manner, he felt both relaxed and ashamed.

Wan Hansong pulled Song Haicha up: "Let's go back, who is not human? Why should we be despised if we like each other!"

Song Haicha was in a daze, and just followed Wan Hansong back to his room.

"Are you dizzy? Go lie down on the bed for a while, let's cook some instant noodles and forget it." In front of Song Haicha, Wan Hansong turned into that innocent and harmless look again, taking care of him carefully, helping him undress and cover the quilt of.

"Don't," Song Haicha grabbed Wan Hansong, "lay down with me for a while."

The author has something to say:

We are Songsong, top1 in the level of stalking people, and the entry point is not to be missed. Even so, we are still our boss's little cute duck~

I didn’t update yesterday, I’m sorry I slapped myself, did you hear the clear and apologetic sound?