Boyfriend is mentally ill

Jiang Xiaofeng cooked a total of seven dishes and set up a large table. Fortunately, he was still sensible and reduced the portion of each dish a lot to avoid waste.

Meng Fusheng was very appreciative, he would praise every dish he ate, from the color to the texture, from the heat to the presentation, he forcibly praised a table of home-cooked dishes as high-end cuisine in a star-rated restaurant.

It took less than 10 minutes for Jiang Xiaofeng to transition from being reserved at the beginning, to being embarrassed, to being numb and wanting to shut up Meng Fusheng.

"Eat quickly!" He stuffed Meng Fusheng's mouth with a piece of pork ribs, his hair was about to burst from embarrassment, "Speak without eating or sleeping!"

Meng Fusheng opened his lips and ate the ribs, and said, "Well, the ribs that Xiaofeng fed are very delicious."

Jiang Xiaofeng stared at him, then suddenly got up and ran away.

Meng Fusheng took Jiang Xiaofeng's cup calmly, and counted the seconds in his heart while pouring juice for him.

No.40 In five seconds, Jiang Xiaofeng returned to the dining table calmly with a few strands of wet forehead hair, and picked up the chopsticks.

Sure enough, I went to wash my face with cold water.

Meng Fusheng looked at his refreshed appearance and was finally satisfied. He took the only spicy dish away from him and said, "No spicy food today."

Jiang Xiaofeng was inexplicable: "Why not..." Halfway through speaking, he suddenly shut up, his ears and neck quickly turned red, and he got up and ran again.

Meng Fusheng: "..."

This time he didn't mean to.

……

Jiang Xiaofeng was teased into a crayfish, red and fierce, trying to attack Meng Fusheng with cooked pincers.

Meng Fusheng let him be "bullyed", and when Jiang Xiaofeng had vented enough, he reached out and pulled him into his arms, and asked, "Want to play a game?"

"Don't play." Jiang Xiaofeng lay in his arms, touched his abdominal muscles, reached for the remote control to turn on the TV, and suggested, "Let's watch a movie."

Meng Fusheng grabbed his troublesome hand and locked him in his arms: "Yes."

Jiang Xiaofeng picked a comedy film that was not nutritious and started to play it. Halfway through the film, he suddenly asked, "Is my name very popular and rustic?"

Meng Fusheng lowered his eyes, looked at his curled and drooping eyelashes, and touched his face: "The name is just a symbol."

"But this symbol contains the parents' initial blessing and hopes for their children." Jiang Xiaofeng looked up at him, "What does your name mean?"

Meng Fusheng replied: "The word Fusheng is taken from "Zhuangzi Outer Chapters Deliberate No. 15", in which there is a sentence 'Life is like floating, and death is like rest.', which translates to take life lightly and death seriously." It must be like rest. My parents chose these two words for me, hoping that my life would be lighter, more casual, and not burden too much. It also means that death is just a rest, everything is immortal, and life is endless.”

Jiang Xiaofeng frowned: "Is that how you understand this sentence?" Why does it feel that something is not right.

Meng Fusheng touched his face: "That's enough for my parents to understand."

It seems so.

Jiang Xiaofeng lowered his head, was quiet for a while, and suddenly sighed: "That's great."

He picked the print on his clothes: "My name doesn't mean anything. My mother regretted it soon after she gave birth to me. She was very irritable. At that time, my father had another job and went to other places. She was not with her. In order to get angry with my dad, she gave me such a bad street name... She said these things herself when she was arguing with her grandma, when I was about five years old."

Meng Fusheng frowned, and tightened his arms to hug him tightly.

"I used to resent and yearn for it. Later, I realized that some things can't be forced, so forget it. They are very generous to me in terms of money, which is fine. I will give them pensions, but other things..." Jiang Xiaofeng He would be stunned for a while, and drooping eyes let go of his fingers, "Forget it."

If you can't grasp something, just don't want it.

Meng Fusheng lowered his head and kissed her hair, and said, "You have me."

Jiang Xiaofeng looked up at him and smiled: "Well, I have you and grandma."

……

At noon the next day, Jiang Xiaofeng received a call from Mu Lanfang, asking him if he would be home on the weekend.

He replied: "Return."

Mu Lanfang was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Don't let Fusheng run around, I bought this house, it's your name, it's your home, I didn't let your boyfriend give it to me for a few years. For those who don’t come back to make room, they should be allowed to stay in a hotel!”

Jiang Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly became happy, and replied: "Then I'll tell Fu Sheng."

Mu Lanfang's tone relaxed, and he also put on a smile: "Well, you study hard, don't think too much, I'm here."

Jiang Xiaofeng became happier and said, "I know, thank you grandma."

Jiang Xiaofeng told Meng Fusheng what Mu Lanfang had said, and Meng Fusheng decided to stay at the apartment with Jiang Xiaofeng and go home together on the weekend.

Jiang Xiaofeng's mood improved completely, and that night he cooked another big table for Meng Fusheng.

In a blink of an eye, Friday came, and Jiang Xiaofeng took the courage to skip the last elective class in the afternoon. After asking Tian Daqi to answer and take notes, he went to Meng Fusheng's company by car.

When he arrived at the company, Meng Fusheng was still off work, so he simply strolled around again, bought a cup of milk tea for Meng Fusheng, then called Meng Huanian, entered the company through the back door, slipped into the parking lot, and hid in Meng Huanian's office. The back of Fusheng's car was going to scare Meng Fusheng.

The parking lot was dimly lit, and when Meng Fusheng came over, he didn't notice that there was someone hiding behind the car.He unlocked the car from a distance, walked quickly to the side of the car, pulled out the door and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofeng had a bad intuition, so he quickly took out his phone and tried to mute it, but it was too late, and the phone rang as soon as he took it out of his pocket.

Hearing the familiar ringtone, Meng Fusheng paused, took away the phone, and followed the sound to look behind the car.

Jiang Xiaofeng secretly scolded himself for being careless, so he could only poke his head out with his mobile phone and milk tea, and smiled flatteringly at Meng Fusheng: "Boyfriend, I skipped class to pick you up from get off work."

"..."

Meng Fusheng slowly put the phone into his pocket.

In the end, someone who skipped class was severely "bullied" by her boyfriend in the car.

Jiang Xiaofeng was so ashamed and angry: "There are surveillance cameras in the parking lot!"

Meng Fusheng rubbed his red lips, fed milk tea to his mouth, and comforted him: "It's okay, this is a blind spot, you won't be photographed."

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't believe his nonsense at all!

He tidied up the lifted clothes, confiscated the milk tea he bought for Meng Fusheng, sat in the back seat alone, put on an attitude of keeping a distance from his animal boyfriend, and slaughtered him openly: "Go and buy some for grandma first." Fruit, you pay!"

Meng Fusheng was very self-conscious, and asked with a smile: "Shall I buy you the most expensive ice cream by the way?"

"……want!"

Jiang Xiaofeng was coaxed out of nowhere again.

……

The two returned home with the fruit they bought. Mu Lanfang was cooking. Seeing them arriving, he glanced at the time and asked Jiang Xiaofeng, "Did you skip class?"

With a guilty conscience, Jiang Xiaofeng stepped forward and called her flatteringly.

Mu Lanfang poked him not too aggressively, said "Don't be an example", turned and went into the kitchen.

While eating, Mu Lanfang suddenly said, "They will come over for lunch tomorrow."

Meng Fusheng paused with his chopsticks, and said wittily, "My brother has invited me to come over tomorrow to talk about things, and he might stay there for a day."

Mu Lanfang nodded and patted his arm gratefully.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked sideways at Meng Fusheng, his lips moved, but he still couldn't say the words to let him stay together - tomorrow's family gathering is obviously not suitable for Meng Fusheng to participate in.

In order to compensate Meng Fusheng, Jiang Xiaofeng pulled Meng Fusheng into his room in front of Mu Lanfang with red ears at night.

Mu Lanfang: "..." The grandson is getting older, and it's hard to manage.

There was an old man at home, and the two of them didn't do anything excessive after they entered the room. They only kissed a little and then hugged each other to sleep.

The next day Meng Fusheng got up very early, Jiang Xiaofeng noticed it and hurriedly got up too, the two made breakfast together and finished eating, then Jiang Xiaofeng sent Meng Fusheng downstairs.

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything. No matter what my parents say, I won't break up with you." Jiang Xiaofeng reassured Meng Fusheng.

Feeling weak, Meng Fusheng patted his head and said, "I know, talk to your parents carefully, and call me if you have any questions. If there is anything you want to eat, I will bring it to you when I come back."

Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head to look around, saw no one, rushed over to kiss him, and said in a low voice, "Just bring my handsome boyfriend back, I want to eat." After speaking, he backed away quickly and turned around, not daring to look at Meng Fu Sheng took one look, slipped into the elevator, and ran away.

Meng Fusheng touched the kissed face, amused: "Coward." He obviously teased him, but he only dared to kiss the face.

After the elevator went up, he turned around and got in the car, drove the car out of the community, found a place to stop outside the gate, and waited quietly.

At about 09:30, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and a middle-aged couple got out of the car and went to the trunk to take gifts out.

Meng Fusheng glanced at the two of them, and ran his fingers over Jiang Xiaofeng's photo on the phone screen.

It turned out to be like my mother.

Jiang Chao casually swept the street after carrying the gifts, and saw a somewhat familiar car parked at the corner, he was stunned, and then glanced at the license plate of that car.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her husband standing still suddenly, Mu Yazhi asked suspiciously.

Jiang Chao came back to his senses, shook his head, took another look at the car that was obviously occupied, picked up all the gifts, thought for a while and said: "Yazhi, I think it's better for us not to get involved in Xiaofeng's matter."

Mu Yazhi looked at him with a frown and said, "It's okay not to intervene."

Jiang Chao was helpless: "Yazhi."

"How could a family like the Meng family really allow their son to be with a man for the rest of their lives? Ah Chao, Xiaofeng is our son no matter what. Do you really have the heart to let him crash headfirst into a pit of fire?"

Jiang Chao recalled the conversation with Jiang Xiaofeng last time, and said, "It doesn't have to be a fire pit, and what position should we use to manage this matter?"

Mu Yazhi fell silent for a while, took two gifts from him, and said forcefully: "We can't take care of it, let my mother take care of it, your mother can't take care of it, let your parents take care of it, if we can't do it ourselves Talk to the Meng family’s parents, and you can always find a solution.”

Jiang Chao couldn't do anything about her stubbornness, so he glanced at the car at the corner again, decided to persuade her later, and said, "We'll talk about this later, and today we'll simply have a meal with Xiaofeng, don't say anything yet ,May I?"

Mu Yazhi didn't understand: "Ah Chao, what are you worried about? Ever since you and Xiaofeng met alone, you haven't been right. What did you say that time?"

"Just what I told you, Xiaofeng likes that child named Meng Fusheng very much."

"Likes will change." Mu Yazhi's attitude remained unchanged, and she took the lead to walk towards the community.

……

When the doorbell rang, Jiang Xiaofeng stopped pressing the phone.

He calmly put down his phone and stood up, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

Seeing Jiang Xiaofeng, Jiang Chao immediately greeted with a smile: "Xiaofeng, good morning."

But Mu Yazhi was stunned, looking at Jiang Xiaofeng from top to bottom, feeling unreal, and called out: "Xiaofeng?"

The last time the couple came back was three years ago. At that time, Jiang Xiaofeng had just entered high school and hadn't smoked yet. He was much shorter than his peers and looked immature, like a girl.

The current Jiang Xiaofeng is almost as tall as Jiang Chao, with a longer and taller frame, and his originally soft outline has edges and corners. He no longer looks like a girl, and has a handsome feeling between youth and teenager.

He is wearing one of the suits that You Mengru bought for him today. A casual shirt with a great sense of design is paired with simple and neat cropped overalls. His curly hair is a little longer and hangs softly on his forehead. Who is the young master who ran out, clean and energetic.

Mu Yazhi couldn't believe it.

This handsome boy in front of me is actually her son?

Jiang Xiaofeng didn't know her mental activities, seeing her looking suspiciously at her, he called flatly: "Mom."

Then he looked at Jiang Chao, called him as well, then turned sideways, fetched slippers for them, and said, "Grandma is in the kitchen, I'll call her." Then he turned and left.

Mu Yazhi looked at his back, very dazed.

Jiang Chao understood her gaffe. When he saw Jiang Xiaofeng again after three years, he was stunned for a while before he dared to recognize the person through the natural curl like his. He reached out to pat her and said, "Go ahead. .”

Mu Yazhi came back to her senses, the confidence she had when she came suddenly disappeared, and she stood for a few seconds before she lowered her head and went in to change her shoes.

The family of four sat down in the living room. Jiang Xiaofeng poured water out and sat next to Mu Lanfang.

It was obvious that a family was sitting together, but the atmosphere was awkward like hospitality.

"Have you gone to visit your father's grave?" Mu Lanfang asked.

Mu Yazhi replied: "I checked, and I went to my hometown. The health of the uncles in my hometown is still good. Mom, why did you sell the house in your hometown, and the old house in City A?"

Mu Lanfang replied: "I sold the house in my hometown long after your father passed away. As for the old house, I sold it as soon as I wanted."

Aware of her mother's indifference, Mu Yazhi was silent for a moment, glanced at Jiang Xiaofeng who had been quiet beside her, and said, "Mom, I know you're blaming me for not coming home all these years, but I'm really busy, not... "

"Okay." Mu Lanfang interrupted her and waved her hand, "Don't read these old scriptures, I know you're busy, and I didn't expect anything from you. It's getting late, I'll cook." After speaking, he got up and left up.

Mu Yazhi shut up, looked at Jiang Xiaofeng again, and said, "I'll help." Then she followed Mu Lanfang to the kitchen.

There were only father and son left in the living room. Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at Jiang Chao, who was as immobile as a mountain, and continued to sit with him quietly.

"Xiaofeng."

Jiang Xiaofeng raised his eyes.

"You have really grown up a lot." Jiang Chao looked at him carefully, looking for nothing to say, "The clothes are nice, did your grandmother buy them for you?"

Jiang Xiaofeng looked down at the clothes on his body, his tone softened, and he replied, "No, Aunt You bought it for me. She is a designer and has a good eye."

Jiang Chao was stunned for a moment: "Aunt You?" He began to recall which relatives in the family had the surname You.

Jiang Xiaofeng explained: "It's my boyfriend's mother."

Jiang Xiaofeng thought for a moment, looked at the suitable clothes on him, pinched the water glass with his fingers, and asked, "How...how did she treat you?"

"Very good, it helped me a lot."

Jiang Chao found that Jiang Xiaofeng didn't seem to reject this topic, so he continued to ask: "Then she..."

Whoa!

The sound of bowls and plates smashing suddenly came from the kitchen, Jiang Xiaofeng was taken aback, got up and rushed towards the kitchen.

The plate in Mu Yazhi's hand fell to the ground, she couldn't believe it, and looked at Mu Lanfang: "Mom, are you crazy? What do you mean by 'When the two families meet, you'd better show off, Supporting Xiaofeng', the two families meet, what kind of meeting? Mom, do you really think this relationship can be successful? Let's not talk about the background of the Meng family and the tolerance of same-sex relationships in China, just talk about the two children. age, they haven’t graduated from college yet, wouldn’t it be too early and hasty to meet their parents at this time?”

"Where is the sloppy? Fusheng and Xiaofeng are very cautious and serious about this relationship. The child Fusheng did the family work early because of Xiaofeng. His brother even visited him personally. How old are you? Why are you so surprised?"

Mu Yazhi felt it was ridiculous: "How long have Xiaofeng and that Meng Fusheng known each other? Has it been half a year? Both of them are boys, and there is no security at all together. I don't think—"

"You have no right to raise objections." Jiang Xiaofeng interrupted the conversation in the kitchen.

Mu Yazhi and Mu Lanfang were taken aback, and turned their heads to look at the kitchen door. They saw Jiang Xiaofeng standing there expressionless, and Jiang Chao standing behind Jiang Xiaofeng, hesitant to speak.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at Mu Yazhi and emphasized: "You have no right to interfere with my feelings."

"Interference..." Mu Yazhi met Jiang Xiaofeng's cold eyes, suddenly a little angry, "I care about you, and I gave birth to you..."

"Because you gave birth to me, should I arrange my life according to your likes and dislikes?" Jiang Xiaofeng interrupted her with a sharp tone, "Then according to your logic, does grandma also have the right to intervene? Your life? Since this is the case, why did you leave for many years just because grandma persuaded you to give birth to me, and even when grandpa just passed away, you didn't want to stay with grandma for a longer period of time? "

Mu Lanfang called out: "Xiaofeng!"

Mu Yazhi explained: "I'm not, I'm just busy..."

"Then go ahead and do your work." Jiang Xiaofeng walked up to Mu Lanfang, hugged her shoulders in a protective manner, looked at Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao, and said, "I don't need my parents to support me. Leave me alone, spend money to provide me with food and clothing, I thank you, when you are old, I will do my best to provide for you, and die for you, that’s all.”