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It was after eight o'clock in the evening when Qu Yihang returned to Lijinghua Mansion from the billiard hall. He hadn't had dinner yet, so he planned to order a takeaway after returning home.Holding the skateboard in one hand and entering the door code with the other, he opened the door, only to find two pairs of shoes on the ground unexpectedly. Someone was inside, but the lights in the room were not turned on.

He put the skateboard beside the shoe cabinet, walked through the hallway into the living room full of doubts, raised his hand and pressed the switch on the wall, the European-style chandelier above his head suddenly lit up, and the warm light illuminated the entire living room.

On the gray fabric sofa in the middle of the living room, Hao Ai was sitting on Zhong Xiu's lap, Zhong Xiu held his waist, and the two were kissing each other stickily.

The air seemed to freeze for an instant.

"...Excuse me." Qu Yihang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked out again, not forgetting to close the door.

There was a heavy closing sound, and the skateboard standing next to the shoe cabinet fell down. Hao Ai realized that someone had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly got off Zhong Xiu's lap, and wiped it off with the back of his hand with his face flushed. The water stains on the mouth, when he spoke again, there was a bit of resentment in his tone: "When did he come in, why didn't you remind me?"

"I didn't pay attention." Zhong Xiu stood up calmly.In fact, he had heard the door open a long time ago, but he didn't let go of his arm around Hao Ai's waist. He did it on purpose, waiting for Qu Yihang to come in so that he could bump into him, but he didn't know why he did this .

Hao Ai glared at him, opened the door to look for Qu Yihang outside, and almost tripped over the skateboard on the ground when he passed the entrance.Qu Yihang was squatting in the corridor smoking a cigarette, he raised his head when he heard the door being opened, and saw Hao Ai walking slowly.

"It's over?" Qu Yihang looked at Hao Ai's unnaturally red lips and coveted.

Hao Ai smiled shyly, and said, "Actually, no..."

Qu Yihang was angry: "Get lost."

"I'm really convinced." He repeated this sentence again, he really had nothing to say about Hao Ai's behavior.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Hao Ai sat on the steps beside him.

"No." Qu Yihang took another puff of his cigarette and said angrily.

Hao Ai hurriedly offered courtesy: "I bought some vegetables, and I will cook for you later!"

"No, I'm a bit upset about having dinner with you two." Qu Yihang resolutely refused.

"Brother Hang—" Hao Ai was a little aggrieved, dragging out the ending and even trying to be coquettish.

"Fuck! Don't disgust me!"

"You have to eat here. I've bought all the food." Hao Ai returned to his normal tone.

"Don't eat, get out!"

"Are you discriminating against homosexuals?" Hao Ai looked at him and asked.

"Fuck! Who the hell discriminated against homosexuals?" Qu Yihang stood up suddenly.

Hao Ai said with certainty: "If you don't eat here today, you are discriminating against homosexuals!"

Qu Yihang felt that he was about to be pissed off, and he almost lost his breath, and was really confused by Hao Ai's unreasonable attitude: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, homosexuality is awesome, I can't eat it ?"

"Today is Zhong Xiu's birthday." Hao Ai said suddenly.

"That's it, okay." Qu Yihang squatted down again, snuffed out the cigarette and sighed. He knew that Hao Ai's elbow was turned outward now, and it was already difficult to turn it back.

He took another look at Hao Ai who was still staring at him closely, and said helplessly, "Why are you looking at me like that? I won't do anything to him."

Qu Yihang took out the lighter and wanted to light a cigarette, but was stopped by Hao Ai.

"Stop smoking."

Qu Yihang put the lighter back into his coat pocket irritably. He has never obeyed anyone's discipline since he was a child, and he can barely listen to what Hao Ai said.As for Hao Ai, he has been very obedient since he was a child. He is fierce by him all day long but he is not afraid of him. He fools around with him. On the surface, he is rebellious, but he is still a good boy in his heart.

When the two returned to the house, there was no one in the living room, and the sofa cover that had been messed up just now was flattened out again. The sound of water came from the kitchen. Hao Ai walked in and saw Zhong Xiu clumsily washing vegetables.

Seeing his unskilled washing of vegetables, Hao Ai knew that he must have never done housework before. He stepped forward to take the water-stained vegetables from Zhong Xiu's hand, and said, "Let me do it."

Zhong Xiu wanted to help him, but Hao Ai thought he was not helping, and drove him back to the living room.

Qu Yihang glanced at him, then continued to lower his head to play with his phone.Zhong Xiu and Qu Yihang were sitting on one side of the sofa, far away from each other.

The living room echoed with the sound effects of happy music.Qu Yihang stared at the phone with a serious face, and kept tapping the screen with his thumbs.

From the kitchen, there was another "sizzling" sound of vegetables being poured into the frying pan, covering up the sound effects of the game.

Qu Yihang felt bored after playing for a few minutes, so he threw the phone on the sofa, he was not thinking about playing the game at all.

"Zhong Xiu." Qu Yihang broke the silence first.

The sound in the kitchen became "hissing" again, mixed with the sound of stir-frying when the spatula hit the surface of the pot.

"Huh?" Zhong Xiu looked at him.

"Have you thought about the future?" Qu Yihang's topic sounded a bit deep.

Zhong Xiu was silent for a long time before saying, "Yes."

When he thinks of the future, a vague shadow always appears in front of his eyes, but no one can see clearly what the future will look like.

Qu Yihang wanted to say something more, but Hao Ai came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes.

Zhong Xiu also went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes, and put all the meals on the table. Hao Ai took another bottle of beer from the refrigerator, and opened it with a screwdriver.

"Brother Hang, drink."

"...Why don't you let Zhong Xiu drink?" Qu Yihang asked.

"He's going home later." Hao Ai took a glass and poured wine for him.

"You mean that I'm a homeless orphan." Qu Yihang spoke stingingly.

"What is it? Can you not over-interpret my words?" Hao Ai put down his glass, and his tone was suddenly not very peaceful.

Qu Yihang asked back: "Am I over-interpreting?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Hao Ai suddenly turned off the fire: "No, no, I made a mistake. If you don't drink, just leave it there. I didn't force it into your mouth."

Qu Yihang likes to drink, so Hao Ai bought wine on purpose, but he was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs out of kindness.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was even more embarrassing, and the three of them finished the meal without taste.

Zhong Xiu cleaned up the dining table, Qu Yihang piled up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Hao Ai lay on the sofa to digest, and the three of them had a clear division of labor.

"Do you live here today?" Qu Yihang touched Hao Ai's head with his hands still wet after washing the dishes.

Hao Ai turned her head away from his hand and said, "I can't wait, grandma is still waiting for me at home."

"Okay, I won't live here tomorrow." Qu Yihang said.

"Ah, are you going home? Uncle Qu and Auntie aren't getting a divorce?"

"Well, it finally stopped. Now I just want to move out as soon as possible after graduation. Even if I rent a house, I don't want to live at home anymore. It's so annoying."

Hao Ai is also not good at commenting on other people's family affairs, so he just nodded: "Okay, it's more free to live alone."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhong Xiu and Hao Ai went downstairs together, and they kissed briefly again downstairs.

It wasn't until watching Hao Ai get into the car that Zhong Xiu took a taxi home.

Back home, just as Zhong Xiu changed his shoes, Yang Yingqiong came out of the study with the computer in her arms.

"Zhong Xiu, where have you been? You came back so late." Yang Yingqiong's tone was normal, but Zhong Xiu knew that her appearance was already very dissatisfied, a precursor to anger.

"I went to Hao Ai's house." Zhong Xiu said.

Yang Yingqiong frowned and put the computer on the coffee table, and asked Zhong Xiu to sit on the small sofa opposite her: "Come here, let's chat."

Zhong Xiu had no choice but to sit down. Seeing Yang Yingqiong's attitude of being about to interrogate, he was already impatient before he started talking.

"Is your relationship with Hao Ai better than with Fang Cheng?"

"There is no comparison." Zhong Xiu didn't understand why she asked such a question.

Yang Yingqiong looked very angry, and said aggressively: "Why not? You have never come back so late in Yangcheng before, and you often do this recently, every time because of Hao Ai."

Zhong Xiu was a little surprised by Yang Yingqiong's reaction.In my impression, she has never been so angry, and I don't know where her anger came from.

"Not every time, right? Don't I still have a girlfriend?" Zhong Xiu said, since Yang Yingqiong thinks he has a girlfriend, let's take it as if he does, and it can be used as a shield at this time.

Yang Yingqiong softened her tone after hearing him admit that she had a girlfriend, and said, "You still haven't answered my question."

"Yes, our relationship is better than the relationship with Fang Cheng, so what?" Zhong Xiu really couldn't talk to her calmly. The mother and son didn't seem to be chatting, but a unilateral interrogation. Answer every question she asks until she is satisfied.

"You can't disrupt your habits because of him."

"What habit do I have?" Zhong Xiu was about to be laughed out of anger, he paused, and then asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Yang Yingqiong said impatiently: "What? Just discuss the matter, don't change the subject."

"Today is my birthday," Zhong Xiu said, "I know you are busy with work, and I can understand if you don't remember my birthday. My friend gave me a birthday, because I will go home later, can't I?"

Yang Yingqiong froze for a moment, she had indeed forgotten what day it was.

"Celebrating a birthday is just an external form and has no practical significance."

She has always been like this, no matter what she does, she always emphasizes the practical significance, imposing her views on Zhong Xiu countless times.Zhong Xiu never had a birthday cake for his birthday, because Yang Yingqiong thought it was meaningless.

"I'm happy," Zhong Xiu choked, "I really can't communicate with you."

After Zhong Xiu finished speaking, he went back to the room, his mind was a little messed up.

Yang Yingqiong's impression of Hao Ai seemed to be good at first, why is there such a big contrast now?

He always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing, but he couldn't catch it.I should have done nothing so obvious that Yang Yingqiong felt that he and Hao Ai did not fit the way of getting along with friends.

In Yang Yingqiong's eyes, Hao Ai is at best his close friend, and she probably wouldn't think about it in other ways, it doesn't make sense.

The author says:

Huhu is here, Huhu is here, Huhu is here with her [-]-word manuscript (not at all, I'm talking nonsense) This article has no prototype!I don’t know who I want to be, but please don’t be ky in the comments, thank you for your comments and feeds!