I am your black forever

Early the next morning, before Fang Jie could sit down and send a message to explain what he said last night to his dad, Lao Fang had already sent a message at 08:30, asking why he had become Like this, he talks nonsense about everything, talks nonsense as much as he can, and doesn't have a clue in his mind.He also said that he didn't expect that he was living alone outside now, and it turned out to be like this, which was too disappointing.

Fang Jie couldn't argue with his words, and then remembered what Gu Xiaocheng said last night, and felt that he really shouldn't say something that would make his father feel uncomfortable or anxious.It's better to acquiesce in his own mistakes, so that his father doesn't have to think all day whether someone is really saying that he is inferior behind his back.What's more, what he said yesterday was indeed a little untrue, and Gu Xiaocheng didn't mean that.

But Lao Fang is also a real person. He always chooses to trust an outsider just because his son gives him little money. He never listens carefully to what his son Xiao Fang has to say, and he doesn't think carefully about why his son Xiao Fang always asks for help. Consciously or unintentionally trying to discredit Xiao Gu.

He uses money to measure a person's credit.But he didn't think about it either. To Gu Xiaocheng, 1000 yuan is not even considered money, it is probably like a few small change, and the [-] yuan that his son Xiaofang must hand over to him every month is his income and savings. Give the surplus out.This meaning is different, but he doesn't trust his son so much, but he is very willing to trust Gu Xiaocheng.

Two days later, on Wednesday night, after finishing work, Xiao Fang took a shower and went upstairs, wearing a white cultural shirt very stiffly, the cotton material was a bit thin after washing, and the customized pattern on it was a bit blur Well, Gu Xiaocheng has every reason to believe that this T-shirt might have been given out to residents by the neighborhood committee where Fang Jie lived when he was in high school.

Even Fang Jie had reason to believe that the pair of light blue and white checkered foam pajama pants that Fang Jie was wearing had been worn for at least five or six summers.The cotton yarn was washed a little thin, as if the distribution of fabric fibers was uneven, and the waist of the trousers was elastic and loose, and the two trouser legs were only eight-tenths long when worn on Fang Jie's current two legs.When walking, the two trouser legs seem to be blown by a fan, and there is always a circle of air between the legs, dangling there.

If Fang Jie, who used to wander around the room wearing only a pair of hip-wrapped underwear, was a pure and white lamb in Gu Xiaocheng's eyes, then Fang Jie seemed to have turned into a pure white sheep in his eyes these few nights. A particularly anxious pullet.

He found that he couldn't even use a little rooster to describe Fang Jie these nights, because the little cock had the fearlessness, stamina and pride of a newborn calf, always standing with his head held high.However, Fang Jie in the past two nights did not have the posture of a little rooster. He just hunched over like a little hen, hunched over, head little by little, peeked here a few times, and carefully stretched out his head to peck. Peck, peeped over there a few more times, then carefully stretched out his head to peck there twice.It was a dusty and pitiful figure, walking carefully in this room.

After Fang Jie folded a few clean clothes and put them in the closet, he sat on the bed and flicked his phone neatly.

Gu Xiaocheng suddenly moved his hand in the quilt, grabbed a small piece of fabric on Fang Jie's pajama pants, and rubbed it in his hand, Fang Jie didn't panic to hide, as if he knew in his heart that Gu Xiaocheng had nothing to do Something "against his will".Gu Xiaocheng let go, and said: "You take off your pajama pants, who sleeps wearing a chemical fiber material, you don't feel uncomfortable? You still pay attention to the clothes and shoes when you go out, but you don't pay attention to what you wear at home. It’s fine if you don’t pay attention to the appearance, at least you have to take a look at the fabric,——quick! Take it off!” As he spoke, he began to pull on his trouser waist, as if he must take off the foam cotton thing.

In fact, Fang Jie didn't want to wear a layer to sleep, so he didn't resist much, and let him help him remove the eight-quarter-length pajama pants.Gu Xiaocheng said while removing: "Why are you so anxious these days? - Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, so you can sleep peacefully."

Fang Jie let out an "oh".He was thinking about whether he should go out and buy a pair of cotton pajamas for five cents tomorrow, maybe he could put the money for the pajamas on Gu Xiaocheng's head, and then just take the cash in his purse, he wouldn't care anyway.And even if he checked the numbers, he still had a reason, whoever made these expenses extra because of his arrival out of thin air.

Fang Jie thought for a while, then turned to think: Huh?How come there is always money in the purse that Gu Xiaocheng put on the writing desk? Every time I look at it, there are five or six thousand. When did he make up for it?correct!Maybe it's time to calculate the water, electricity and gas with him. The [-] last time should be regarded as... Even if it can't be regarded as my selling money, it must be regarded as the mental damage he gave me!Then why don't I count water, electricity and gas with him?Is it possible that I let him live in my place, and he put him to sleep, and I have to pay for the miscellaneous expenses of water, electricity and gas?You have to calculate the money clearly with him, otherwise you will be cheap!

After Gu Xiaocheng helped Fang Jie take off the pajama pants with large foam trouser legs, he looked up and saw Fang Jie leaning on the bed board, winking and thinking about something, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

He smiled, did not speak, turned around and put the fluffy pair of pajama pants on the back of the chair in front of the writing desk.

Then he turned his head and sat down, bumped Fang Jie with his elbow, and teased a few words: "What are you thinking? After hearing me say 'I won't do anything to you', you actually feel very disappointed in your heart, right? "Fang Jie came back to his senses. After hearing this, he was not moved at all. He was so calm that he didn't even answer his words, and looked at his mobile phone alone.

And Gu Xiaocheng put a laptop computer on his lap, moved a light wireless mouse, and didn't know what he was looking at.

After a while, Fang Jie glanced at Gu Xiaocheng, but happened to see him looking at the photo.Out of curiosity, I moved closer to him and asked, "Hey, when was this filmed?"

Gu Xiaocheng glanced at the top of the head he was "tired" to the lower left, and said, "This picture was taken in the summer of my sophomore year." Fang Jie actually likes to look at other people's old photos. The photo of Gu Xiaocheng when he was a sophomore in high school, it seems that this person's appearance in high school is vivid again in his memory.He stared at the photo for a long time, and said, "So you looked like that at that time. It's been a long time, and after all, you're still the same as you are now."

In that photo, Gu Xiaocheng is squatting beside the lotus pond in his home, it should be during summer vacation.The two adjacent lotus ponds that Fang Jie had seen at Gu Xiaocheng's house were the lotus ponds in the photo.It's just that Fang Jie went to Gu Xiaocheng's house in winter and spring, and there were only a few scorched yellow leaves floating on it, while the lotus leaves and water lilies in this photo are in full bloom, and the lotus leaves have a dripping emerald color, while The lotus is also in full bloom, as if being cared for and nourished very well in Gu Xiaocheng's house, and blooming very happily.

Gu Xiaocheng said: "What my dad cares most about is this lotus pond and the plum garden you saw the other day." It was as if a tour guide was explaining.

Suddenly he thought about it, and said: "By the way, you have been there several times and you haven't seen the plum blossoms in my house. I'll find one for you to see." Fang Jie's head was still on Gu Xiaocheng's face By the side, he was too busy looking at the photos, but he didn't notice the closeness now, so he responded casually: "Ah? Okay."

Gu Xiaocheng found another photo of the plum garden in the twelfth lunar month, but the person in the photo is not Gu Xiaocheng, but Gu Xiaocheng's father.For some reason, Fang Jie suddenly thought of his own father, who was about the same age. In the photo, Gu Xiaocheng's father had a straight waist, a rich man's face, and full earlobes. The plum garden he was taking care of, and the Zhulou Biwa in his garden behind his back. Compared with other people, this person is really different.

Fang Jie stopped his unnecessary associations. They let him look at the photos here. He has nothing to compare. Shouldn't he be happier?

He sniffed, took the mouse again, and flipped through the photos.

In fact, what Fang Jie couldn't deny to himself was that he was envious of Gu Xiaocheng's life, whether it was the style of the place he lived in, or his life abroad in the photos he found later, he looked envious.In the past, he might have been jealous that this person could have such a life, but now that he has a close relationship with him, he has subconsciously downgraded the jealousy of gnashing of teeth to a kind of gentle and peaceful envy .

Gu Xiaocheng looked at the way he looked and stopped, and saw that he just looked and didn't speak, and he didn't like some people who like to ask questions when they look at other people's old photos. Instead, he had an unnatural silence.Gu Xiaocheng was thinking, maybe while watching, he felt the gap in life in his heart, so there was such silence.

Gu Xiaocheng also remained silent. After a long time, he suddenly asked Fang Jie as if he had made up his mind: "Will you go there with me? I'll find an agency to get you there!"

This actually sounded a bit funny, a bit like the old man who went to Nanyang and finally made a name for himself in the local area. He returned to his hometown to pick a wife, and asked the woman: Will you come with me?

But Fang Jie is not a woman.Moreover, Gu Xiaocheng never lived a day of hard life in that New Zealand country.

But things are destined to be more complicated for them.It stands to reason that immigration includes marriage immigration. It stands to reason that New Zealand passed the same-sex marriage bill early in the morning, but I have never heard of any gays who immigrated through marriage in that country.If two men go to the immigration office with a marriage certificate, one of them has the resident status of that country, and the other man says that they are married, so he has to apply for immigration, I am afraid that only the immigration officer will laugh .

Most of the comrades in this world live such a low-key life, and it is not bad to be treated equally by the people around them. Not many comrades really bravely demand that the laws of this world treat them equally.Going up alone to contradict is just hitting a rock with an egg. If one fails, you will face overwhelming attacks and ridicule like a mountain pressing eggs.There is no such thing as real equality. The Commonwealth of Nations has indeed passed the same-sex marriage bill, but no gay is naive enough to think that same-sex marriage can be used to immigrate; gays in Latin American countries only dare to stand in the gay parade Unrestrained like that.

And Asian comrades are forced into two extremes. Some are indulging in spreading AIDS, harming all mankind, and some are fully inheriting the obedience and tolerance of traditional Chinese women, and interacting with them in a low-key and tender way. Lovers live where the world's eyelids can't see.If there are any traditional virtues in Chinese women, I am afraid that these years are rare, but many comrades have this characteristic and are very docile, so it is estimated that the inheritance of traditional virtues in Chinese women will depend on them in the future.

Gu Xiaocheng also had no way to take Fang Jie on the road of marriage and immigration, so he had to use other methods to get him there.

What he said just now was undoubtedly a strong temptation in Fang Jie's ears.

He hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "How do I get there? ——What can I do when I go? I still have this small business to do."

Gu Xiaocheng was a little excited, and said: "Let me help you set up an offline entity company, and I will inject 500 million into it,—is your name written on your house? And your online store should be done now. No loss...as long as these are similar, or your house is written in your father and your name, it’s fine, or I will give you another 200 million to buy a house, and you have real estate, a company, and a reasonable source of income , it will be done very quickly... My parents will come back in a few months, I will go back there, and I will start to help you with these things, - but our time will be staggered with them, and when they are together After one and a half years, I will finish the immigration prison, and I will come back for a few years. After one and a half years, you will live there, and you will study graphic design for two years. You can still stay here for one and a half years. Your shop's..."

He spoke incoherently, but at least Fang Jie understood.It would be a lie to say he wasn't interested at all.

But when he listened to it, he felt that it was like a great dream in the heart of a young man. It was unrealistic at all. It sounded nice, but where did the real money come from? Could it be that he wanted to take his parents for money? money?No matter how you say it is a matter of 600 million, he does not believe that the money is there.He didn't look at Gu Xiaocheng either, just lowered his head, and said lightly: "How can there be so much money? Forget it, don't even think about it." There seemed to be a kind of innocence in his tone towards Gu Xiaocheng's words just now. "Hot blood" words, the meaning in the tone is: I understand what you said, and that's enough.

Gu Xiaocheng was a little excited, as if this matter had been planned by him for several years.He turned slightly to the side, grabbed Fang Jie's hand, and said, "I have some, and I have a lot in my own account! I bought and sold real estate over there, and I can make a net profit of 70 million yuan a year. There are more than 300 million yuan in RMB a year, and I have more than 1000 million yuan in my mainland account now...I mean it, can you let me help you with this matter?"

In fact, Fang Jie was unwilling in his heart.He was thinking that if this matter was true, then he would definitely be willing to live a different life, which he had originally yearned for in his heart.But he was also afraid that the line of this matter would be too long-term. If there were some bumps and bumps on the way, then he would not want to be happy at that time. When the scene with the taste of each other, I don’t know whether I should feel a little sweet or just smile bitterly.

Alas, I'd better wait until he really did it before being happy, and now he's just listening.

He moved his own arm, but didn't pull it back, but said lightly: "You go and do it, I don't understand anyway." After a pause, he said: "Your parents three Come back in a month, are you going to pass?"

At this moment, Gu Xiaocheng's excitement had dropped a bit, and he became calmer again. He changed his face and said, "Don't tell me that you will be reluctant to let me go."

Fang Jie pulled his hand away, and didn't intend to pay attention to him. He lay on his side to the west, and buried himself under the quilt.Listening to what Gu Xiaocheng said tonight was too much information, it had a big impact on him, and now he has a lot of thoughts to think about.Although he knew that what Gu Xiaocheng said just now was like the kind of words that a frizzy young man said on a whim, and he couldn't take it too seriously, but in his heart he unconsciously began to take care of his own future life according to what Xiaocheng just said. To arrange the veins.He has already started to think about how big the small shop will be in this year and a half, whether to hire someone or entrust it to run it, if he goes out to study, how much money will he earn to pay the tuition, and when the time comes Over there, I was reading and drawing design drafts, how to show to the manufacturer, how to accept the samples made by the manufacturer, and how to arrange for my father...

He unconsciously made many assumptions about the future life arrangement that Gu Xiaocheng said to him, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized that Gu Xiaocheng had already got out of bed and turned off the lights, and the room was pitch black.Only then did he remember that he was pointing his butt towards Gu Xiaocheng's side - he hadn't dared to do that a few nights ago, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was embarrassed to lie flat, or his face was facing Gu Xiaocheng's side On one side, he suddenly felt a feeling similar to "shyness", and his face was hot as if sweat was steaming upwards.

Perhaps it was because of what Gu Xiaocheng said before, it seemed to be a very heavy and responsible promise.Even in Fang Jie's opinion, it is more solemn and responsible than a man proposing to a woman, because how can a man say "I will invest 500 million to register a company for you" or "I will invest 200 million" when proposing marriage these days? I'll give you another [-] million to buy a house." It's like that.

At this moment, Fang Jie became very similar to his father Fang.Lao Fang felt that Xiao Gu’s words were much more credible than ordinary people because Xiao Gu transferred money to him, while Fang Jie felt that his sincerity was extremely high because of Gu Xiaocheng’s “clearly priced” words. High.