i really like you

Tang Yuan skipped grades in elementary school and started studying early. When the coming-of-age ceremony was held in high school, he was not yet at that age, so he could only stay out of the way and lie on the railing of the playground, listening to the parent representatives speak on stage, watching the three children He clenched his right hand with many classmates and raised them up, swearing seriously.

He never told anyone, that scene touched him a lot, and his memory is still fresh.

Now it's Tang Yuan's turn.

It is impossible for the school to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for him alone, but his father did it for him. He used to hold a banquet for him every birthday, and invited celebrities from the business world to come over for a cup of tea. The conversation was either about contracts or stocks. Well, the last time he was admitted to university, it was a grand event.

This time it was simplified, and we only held a family banquet at home, and no one in the business field was invited.

Tang Yuan was so moved that he could finally have a simple birthday. For this reason, as soon as he heard the news, he rushed to the study to find his father.

No one was found, only a letter was seen on the desk.

After tidying up the desk, the letter was placed in a very conspicuous position. There were no words on it, just a pattern.

The painting is quite rough, and there are many edge lines around it, also known as weeds. It can be imagined that the person who drew the painting must have a black face at the time, while drawing the lines bluntly and carefully. A tragic feeling of underdeveloped cerebellum.

That pattern is a dragon.

Tang Yuan is a dragon, Xiaolong.

It took at least 3 minutes for Tang Yuan to escape from the unspeakable emotions. He settled down and closed the door of the study, opened the chair and sat down.

After staring at the letter for a while, Tang Yuan picked up the letter from the table and spread it out. What caught his eyes was lines of vigorous pen writing.

my dearest child:

At 27:[-] this morning, you changed from a minor to an adult, congratulations, no, congratulations to you.

Time flies so fast that people have no time to look back. Dad has white hair on his head, and you become an adult. It feels like a blink of an eye.

Do you know the essential difference between the future and the past?

The essential difference is that if you do something wrong in the future, you have to stand up and bear the consequences.

A sense of responsibility is a necessary condition for being an excellent man. Dad can give you a good material life, but he can't give you that kind of thing. You need to explore and obtain it yourself.

Son, Dad actually doesn't want you to take the old road that Dad walked. In the eyes of outsiders, that road is a bustling road, but you can only know what it looks like if you walk by yourself. But you should know that in life, there are gains and losses. It's common sense, I hope you don't blame Dad.

Where did I talk about just now, the sense of responsibility, yes, it is that, in addition to the sense of responsibility, you have to think more in the future, son, you have to understand that in many cases, it is after thinking.

In the future, you will encounter many crossroads in your life. Every turn is an unknown turning point. You don’t know where you will turn. You may be confused and hesitate. Don’t panic, calm down and think about what you want .

The impulsiveness attracts almost all devils, and there is only a one in ten thousand chance to see an angel.

In general, you need to eat food one bite at a time, set goals one by one, and achieve them one by one. Take your time, your life is still long.

What else to say, let Dad think about it, you can be kind and tolerant, but you can't compromise blindly, whether it is life or work, you must have principles, you must keep your bottom line, and you can't back down.

Although you don't need to follow the dead letter of "people respect me one foot, I respect others ten feet, people destroy me one chestnut, I destroy others three times", but you must remember that you can't lose the principle Neither will work, otherwise it will be difficult to pick it up again.

If you meet someone you like, don't just sink into it blindly. It depends on where the other person is standing, and where they put you, and how many inches they sink into.

You have to remember that you can't fall in by yourself, otherwise there will be no one to pull you up.

Dad's love is buried in the ground with your mother, forgetting what it looks like, everything is very vague, so there is not much guidance for you in this regard.

However, one thing Dad can tell you with certainty is that love must stand the test of time.

If you can't stand it, don't ask for it.

……

……

Son, when Dad is strong, he will protect you from the wind and rain, and when Dad is old, he will be your backing.

Just go forward boldly, don't be afraid, Dad is behind.

Dad loves you.

There is also a love heart drawn next to the date of the final signature, surrounded by a circle of weeds, in the same style as a dragon.

Tang Yuan held the letter in one hand, covered his eyes with the other, his shoulders kept shaking, and the warm liquid slipped out of his palm.

The boy's excited and suppressed crying sounded in the study room, which gradually turned into howling.

In the corridor outside, Tang Yin let out a long sigh, "Uncle Zhong, do you think I've been sensational?"

"It doesn't count." The butler said, "This is sincere."

Tang Yin laughed, "You are the only one who can talk."

Hearing the crying sound coming from the study, Tang Yin sighed again, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable in my heart? Is it something that happens when I get older?"

The housekeeper's mouth twitched, "Parents want their children to grow up, but also hope that their children will not grow up and act like a baby in their arms all the time."

"I really let you know." Tang Yin rubbed the center of his brows, "It's fine for me to raise him for ten lifetimes, but I'm just afraid that one day I will fall down. His mentality is not mature enough, and his shoulders are not broad enough. Can't stand it."

The housekeeper said knowingly, "So I still have to let the young master hone himself."

Tang Yin completely lacked the mighty aura of a business emperor, just an ordinary old father, "The society is too chaotic, much more chaotic than our generation."

The housekeeper was also worried, and he said comfortingly, "Don't you still have the three children from the Zhang family, the Chen family, and the Song family? They all grew up with the young master. They have a very good relationship, and they can help each other in the future."

Tang Yin snorted, "That was when I was here, I'm not here..."

He didn't go on.

The butler didn't say anything more.

Right and wrong in a big family cannot be clarified in one or two sentences, and the same is true for relationships.

When Tang Yuan went downstairs, his eyes were red and his nose was red too, like a bunny.

He cried so earth-shatteringly at that time, the little ants in the garden knew it.

The housekeeper and the servants were concerned about his face, and none of them looked at him, what to do, except his father.

"Son, why are your eyes so red?"

Tang Yuan ignored him.

Tang Yin asked knowingly, looking for trouble for nothing, "Did it get sunburned?"

"Do you tube."

Tang Yin folded the newspaper in half and threw it aside, "You're an adult anyway, so you can do whatever you want, dad doesn't care."

Tang Yuan sat down beside him, took two sips of fruit juice, "Whoever believes this is an idiot."

Tang Yin, "..."

He spoke earnestly, "Dad used to tell lies, but this time it's true."

Tang Yuan squinted, "You said in the letter that no matter how old I am, I will always be your little baby."

"Really?" Tang Yin looked innocent, "I asked Assistant He to prepare that letter, and I don't know the content."

Tang Yuan suddenly dropped the juice and got up.

The glass on the coffee table shook, Tang Yin quickly supported it, "Why are you going?"

Tang Yuan turned his head and smiled, "I'll go up and tear up the letter."

Tang Yin roared, "How dare you!"

The father and son stared at each other for a while, the older one continued to read the newspaper, and the younger one continued to drink fruit juice.

After a while, Tang Yin said nonchalantly and calmly, "Son, Dad wrote that letter stroke by stroke. He typed several drafts and ruined a lot of brain cells. You are not allowed to tear it up. "

No response.

Tang Yin became angry again, "Your father is talking to you!"

Tang Yuan puffed up his cheeks and murmured.

Tang Yin patted his son on the head, "If you don't drink the juice, why are you mumbling?"

Tang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of juice, "It's fun."

"..." Eighteen, and still a kid.

"Old Comrade Tang, can I not recognize your handwriting? I don't even think of a clever trick, trust me to keep it, and put it in the safe in my room."

Tang Yuan coughed twice, his ears turned red, he felt embarrassed, "Dad, thank you."

Tang Yin didn't say anything, but just grabbed his son's clothes on the back, pulled him into his arms and pressed him to his chest, then grabbed him and rubbed his hair vigorously.

Son, Dad should say thank you to you. If it weren't for you, Dad wouldn't be here today.

In the afternoon, the old lady was picked up by the driver from the compound, brought a change of clothes, and stayed for a while.

There are five floors in this house, there is no indoor elevator, and the up and down depends on two legs.

The first floor is where the servants live, the second floor is the guest room, Tang Yuan is on the third floor, his father is on the fourth floor, and the top floor is the sun room.

But the old lady was getting old and her legs and feet were bad, so Tang Yin cleaned up the two-storey small house in the south by himself.

That place is the best viewing spot of this house, and the air is also good. There is a large garden when you go out, and you can smell the fragrance of grass and trees when you stand in the living room. The old lady will feel more comfortable living there.

Comrade Old Tang put his heart into cleaning the house on the third floor and cleaning the house clean and tidy.

During this period, no one was asked to give a hand, even a towel.

Although the old lady didn't say anything, everyone who knew her could tell that she was very satisfied with her son's arrangements.

Tang Yuan, "Grandma, don't you praise my dad?"

"If you don't boast, you will go to heaven," the old lady snorted, "Is it worth it if you boast?"

Tang Yuan, "... makes sense."

The old lady helped her reading glasses, "Xiaoyuan, it's okay to get along with that child Feng Yu."

Tang Yuan said, "Just friends."

The old lady oh, "Hello, my friend, it's very good."

She continued, "Didn't your generation talk about that, isn't there no pure friendship between men and women?"

"..."

Tang Yuan blinked earnestly, "Grandma, I'm pure with her."

The old lady took out a bag of broad beans from her bag, which she had grown and fried herself, and that was all she brought with her.

Tang Yuan stretched out his hand and was slapped away. He shouted coquettishly, "Grandma."

The old lady pulled her face and said, "If you put half of your thoughts on eating on the person you are talking about, you will have talked to the person a long time ago."

"Then where can we divide?"

Seeing that the old lady's face was pulled down again, Tang Yuan leaned his head over and coaxed, "Fun Fen Fen, I will definitely do it in the future."

The old lady pushed her grandson's head, "Xiao Yuan, why did your father lose weight?"

Tang Yuan opened the bag and ate broad beans, "I'm busy."

"Your dad is too," the old lady said, "the money will last forever, why is he working so hard?"

Tang Yuan blurted out, "The whole family depends on his job, so he can't be lazy."

The old lady fell silent.

Tang Yuan realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, so he swallowed and called out cautiously, "Grandma?"

The old lady held her grandson's hand, "Xiao Yuan, don't be like your father in the future, if you want to be lazy, be lazy."

"Your father has suffered a lot for the family. No one in the family will blame you. If anyone dares..."

As I spoke, I burst into tears.

Tang Yuan was frightened. While regretting what he said wrong, he gently patted the old lady's thin back, "My father is my father, and I am me. I will definitely be tired when I am tired and busy. Lazy, okay, okay, grandma, don’t cry, you won’t be pretty if you cry.”

The old lady was amused by her grandson, "Poor!"

"It's good to laugh," Tang Yuan straightened the old lady's gray hair, and said hey, "It's been ten years since you smiled, grandma won't cry like this in the future, she'll grow old quickly."

The old lady sighed, "Grandma can't figure it out, you are sweet when you make a small mouth, why don't you have a close girl around you?"

The corners of Tang Yuan's eyes twitched, and he went back again.

After chatting for a while, the old lady went to bed and rested. Once a person gets old, there is a limit to the time when he is in good spirits.

Tang Yuan went out with broad beans, and asked the person standing outside the door, "Uncle Zhong, where is my dad?"

The butler said he was going to the company.

Tang Yuan tutted, "Then will he come back at night?"

The butler said, "Master's birthday, sir will definitely come back."

Tang Yuan walked a few steps and stopped, "Uncle Zhong, I don't know what's going on, I feel a little flustered."

The butler glanced at him, "Maybe it's the bad weather."

Tang Yuan raised his head and saw that the sun was shining brightly.

The housekeeper followed suit, "When the sun rises, it doesn't necessarily mean good weather."

Tang Yuan grinned, and his smile was brighter than the sun, "Uncle Zhong, can you teach me your serious nonsense skills?"

housekeeper,"……"

Tang Yuan wandered around the garden, and went back to eat broad beans and read comics. Before finishing a book, the landline at home rang.

After answering the phone, the butler said, "Master, sir asked me to take you to Cyberjaya Lake."

"Why?" Tang Yuan saw the appropriate words in the comics, and learned and used them immediately, "Watch him play the eagle shooting?"

The housekeeper's gaze turned from bewildered to speechless.

Tang Yuan put the manga on the coffee table, patted it and said, "This set is pretty good."

He stood up and stretched, "Call him, I won't go."

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

In the end, it would be better not to make this phone call, as it would be of no use except to make myself angry.

By the time Tang Yuan dawdled and arrived at Saicheng Lake, the sun had already set in the west.

The butler watched the young man staring at the gate of the villa in a daze, and said after deliberation, "Master, you don't have to worry, sir loves you."

Tang Yuan just said a few words that were not salty, but remembered the letter he had read in the study, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Old Comrade Tang is giving a jujube, a stick.

There are many criminal records.

The butler sent the man back first.

Tang Yuan took his hand and pulled it hard, "Uncle Zhong, don't leave me here alone."

Tang Yin couldn't stand it and patted the table, "Is your father not human?"

Tang Yuan didn't want to talk to him.

The housekeeper ruthlessly pushed the boy's hand away, walked to his father, and said in a low voice, "Sir, the young master is still young, he can't stand tossing, and his body won't be able to bear it."

Tang Yin waved his hands with a dark face.

As soon as the door was closed, Tang Yuan exploded, "Dad, this is the place where your old golden house hides your beauty. What do you want me to do? Show off your great achievements?"

"Don't be so fucking yin-yang." Tang Yin said, "Sit down for me."

Tang Yuan stared at his father, "No!"

Tang Yin stared back for a while, his eyes were sore, after all, he was not as good as a young man, he took a sip of tea, "It's not this building."

Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much less disgusted, he still didn't sit down, "Then what do you mean? Didn't I tell you clearly last time? I can't afford to play, and I don't like to play."

Tang Yin calmed down, "Dad also said last time, that day, that time."

"Isn't it now?"

Tang Yin glanced at his son in disgust, "No wonder your Chinese is the worst among all subjects."

"..."

After drinking half a cup of tea, Tang Yin got up, "Let's go."

After all, he is an innocent child, Tang Yuan has lost all arrogance at this moment, he can't even make a bluff, his face is full of panic, "Dad, I...I..."

This is also stuttering.

Tang Yin dragged his son who had moved back to his side, "What about me, don't make it up to your father that I'm an old bustard who forced you into prostitution."

Tang Yuanxin said, what's the difference?No.

Going up to the second floor and stopping at the door of the first room on the left side of the corridor, Tang Yin said, "Dad knew that you would forget to bring the gift I gave you last time when you came, so Dad brought it for you in advance, and it's on the bedside table inside. , go in and have a look."

"What are you looking at?" Tang Yuan was about to go crazy, "Did he grow a pair of wings, or four legs, what's so interesting?"

Tang Yin raised his hand to look at his watch, "Half an hour."

Tang Yuan didn't know why.

"Dad personally picked him for you. He is British. I believe you will not have any obstacles in communicating with him who can speak multiple languages." Tang Yin rubbed his son's black hair, "Dad gave you half an hour to communicate with him. In terms of communication, if you still stick to the original attitude, then this matter is over."

Tang Yuan narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"

"I said."

Tang Yuan still didn't relax, "I persevered, and my attitude didn't change. From now on, you won't make your own decisions on this, and won't you play with me like a domineering president?"

Tang Yin spoke nicely, "Of course."

"Then you swear!" Tang Yuan said every word, "If you lie to me, you will never think about it for three seconds in the future!"

Tang Yin tut tut, "It's really the most poisonous son."

"..."

After some discussions between the father and son, it seemed that they had reached an agreement.

Tang Yuan held the doorknob, exhaled and inhaled a few times, damn it, half an hour, what can the person inside and I do?Do you shoot one and I shoot one?

"Dad, I ask for a cell phone."

Tang Yin thought his son was farting, turned around and went downstairs without looking back.

Tang Yuan gritted his teeth, opened his head and walked in.

The grandfather clock downstairs was ticking, Tang Yin drank the remaining tea and leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed.

No one knew what was going on in his mind, what he was thinking at this moment, and what kind of performance he was expecting from his son, everything was unpredictable.

When Tang Yin heard the loud sound of the door opening and slamming, he opened his eyes and turned around to see his son running down the stairs, his face flushed, his eyes wet, and his face panicked, like a frightened chick looking for its mother When I was there, there was a trace of obvious mood swings in my eyes, like disappointment and relief.

Tang Yin folded his long legs, "Son, half an hour hasn't passed yet."

Tang Yuan yelled aggrievedly, "Give me medicine!"

Tang Yin's forehead twitched, "Why would Dad use that kind of thing for you?"

"Then how..."

Tang Yuan sat down on the sofa, grabbed the pillow and threw it on his lap, and asked in a louder voice than before, "Then what happened to me?!"

"What else can happen?" Tang Yin shook his head and sighed, "Silly boy, you are a normal man, it's nothing serious, it's a normal thing, OK?"

"Really didn't you drug me?"

"nonsense."

Tang Yuan seemed to be choked by someone, he could only stare blankly, wheezing, unable to speak a word.

He felt like he had betrayed that man.

The man inside didn't know how his father found it, he looked like an elf, not to mention touching it, even if he took a second look, he felt it was a blasphemy against him.

At first Tang Yuan didn't care about that person, no matter what he did, he closed his eyes and waited for the time to pass, then...

What happened afterwards?

Then something big happened.

During that period of landslides and ground cracks, he asked that person's name, and the other person smiled and said that he did not have a name, and then he foolishly gave him a name.

Do, what a fucking work!

Tang Yuan propped his elbows on the pillow, copied ten fingers into his hair, and scratched hard twice. He didn't know whether it was a scalp pain or a heartache. His eyes were red, and he kicked the coffee table with nowhere to vent. , what the hell is this?

Oh shit!Hold!

Tang Yin lit a fire at this juncture, "Go upstairs and finish the work, don't wrong yourself."

Tang Yuan didn't explode. Instead, he calmed down after taking a few deep breaths. He rushed to take a cold shower. When he came out, he saw his father lit a cigarette at some point, lazily swallowing on the sofa. Clouds and fog.

It looks like a napping tiger.

Tang Yin blew out a smoke ring, and spoke surprisingly, "Xiao Yuan, tell Dad, who is the person you keep in your heart?"

Tang Yuan's movement of wiping his hair suddenly stopped, and then continued quickly. While wiping his hair, he said, "What?"

"You have a cold physique, and you've been afraid of the cold since you were a child. You don't want to live a comfortable life, but you want to take a cold shower in winter to make yourself suffer." Tang Yin's complexion changed as soon as he said it, faster than turning the pages of a book, he sneered, " It’s not that there is someone in your heart, what else could be the reason?”

Tang Yuan relied on his voice to make himself more confident, "I just don't want to have sex with people!"

"Dad, you promised me, and I persisted."

"It took half an hour to persist until halfway through. This is called persistence? Excuse me?"

Tang Yuan's face turned red and black in anger.

"Son, Dad told you that people need to learn to think, think more, and the more important decisions are made, the more they have to think." Tang Yin followed his advice, "Dad will give you another chance."

Tang Yuan's heartbeat was like a big drum, did his dad know what he was thinking about that man?

Tang Yuan couldn't calm down to think about the chaos in his mind. After the brief battle between heaven and man, he heard his own voice, "No."

"Okay." Tang Yin took a deep breath of the cigarette, with a haze between his brows, and his voice was cold, "very good."

Tang Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he had the illusion that a catastrophe was imminent.

But he waited and waited, his dad just sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, without doing anything else.

The atmosphere in the living room was too depressing.

Tang Yuan couldn't take it anymore, he didn't wipe his hair anymore, he wiped his face and said, "Dad, what are you going to do with that man?"

Tang Yin said without raising his eyelids, "Your father, I don't like that. Where did you get it and send it away?"

Tang Yuan said yes, "He like that can only be seen in comic books. If he stays here, he will definitely be played by others. If he doesn't, he will be played to death. Send him away as soon as possible."

What's more, I don't want to see that person again in the future, otherwise it will remind me of how it feels when my reason and self-control collapse.

Tang Yin could see his son's thoughts through the lingering smoke. How old was he? His sense and self-control were completely negligible. He was able to persist for more than ten minutes in front of the temptation of the sky. At the last moment, he left by his own will. It was already far away. Far more than he expected, but he won't say it.

This result left Tang Yin speechless.

After the family dinner in the evening, Chen Lie and the others took Tang Yuan out to play, instead of going to "Jincheng", they went to other places.

Tang Yuan's tutor said it was not strict, maybe it was not strict, and it was very strict. Tonight was the first time he drank in his life, and no one would believe him when he said it.

Rich people, if they can play well, they must smoke and drink early, eat, drink and play, and do anything wrong.

After two glasses of wine, Tang Yuan couldn't straighten his tongue. He lowered his head and took a fork to poke the cake in front of him. After poking a piece of cake into pieces, he threw the fork and nestled it on the sofa. He tilted his neck to watch the feasting lights downstairs, Watching Chen Lie flirting with beauties at the bar, watching Song Chao swiping his phone next to him, facing the girl who came over to strike up a conversation with a dead face.

The singer on the stage was replaced by a young girl with a guitar and a smoking voice, singing her story.

Tang Yuan panicked when he heard this, "Shu Ran, I feel bad."

The voice was not loud, but Zhang Shuran could hear clearly, "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Tang Yuan didn't say the reason, he just repeated that he was uncomfortable.

Zhang Shuran's voice was very warm, as were his eyes, with an irresistible force, "Since it's uncomfortable, don't think about it."

Tang Yuan put his arms across his eyes, "I can't think about it, I can't control it.

Seeing him like that, Zhang Shuran frowned, and could only turn thousands of words into a sigh, "Xiao Yuan, then follow your heart, don't wrong yourself."

Tang Yuan thought in the young girl's endless singing, where did he hear the second half of the sentence?

Oh, by the way, his dad also said that, telling him not to wrong himself.

What is it for?

Tang Yuan remembered, and suddenly felt as if someone had pushed him into the ice cellar, he shivered, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhang Shuran said, "I'll go with you."

"Need not."

Tang Yuan went into the cubicle, scratched his throat vigorously with his fingers, and after vomiting, he leaned against the wall and went out to splash cold water on his face, and his nose became sore.

Before today, Tang Yuan really thought that his body and mind were inseparable, but he was slapped in the face.

Being loyal to love depends on a sincere heart, but being loyal to desire is instinct.

Tang Yuan was actually panicking, and has been panicking until now.

Although there was no unmanageable situation in the end, he was still uncomfortable and upset.

Tang Yuan worried that he would really be like Lin Xiao said in the future, unable to get rid of the things given by his status and status, and like his father, he was used to acting on occasion.

As a result, Tang Yuan fell into deep self-blame and disgust.

In the Tang family's mansion, for the first time, he didn't go anywhere. Tang Yin, who was sitting in the lobby, checked the time. When it was almost time, he dialed a number and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Xiao Yuan and the others who lived in Xicheng Playing in the bar, you go and bring him back to me."

Pei Wenjin on the other end responded with a hoarse voice, "Yes."

Tang Yin asked, "What's wrong with your voice?"

Pei Wenjin said, "I have a bit of a cold."

"Pay attention to your body. Xiao Yuan often said that your body is the capital of the revolution, and you should not lose it." Tang Yin changed the address he hadn't used before, and said in an elder's tone, "Xiao Pei, among all the juniors around me, I am the most I value you."

Pei Wenjin rubbed the pen in his hand, rubbing the golden dragon pattern with his fingertips, "Thank you, Chairman, for your appreciation."

His tone was invariably flat, only when he was speaking, he clenched his five fingers in vain, and the act of holding the pen revealed that he was experiencing a storm in his heart.

Tang Yin stopped, "Then you go, and bring him back in full length."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Wenjin pressed the cigarette in his hand into a pile of cigarette butts. He drank a few mouthfuls of cold boiled water, but his throat was still sore and dry, with a faint fishy sweetness.

Pei Wenjin changed his crumpled clothes, straightened his slightly messy hair, and shaved the stubble on his chin. He didn't take the car until he returned to his usual meticulousness, and he couldn't see the decadence and violence of the previous moment. Key out.

When he arrived at the bar, the roar of the subwoofer was deafening, and Pei Wenjin's aura of abstinence was released. In the chaotic atmosphere, he looked like a strange person who had accidentally sneaked in. He walked through the crowd with no expression on his face. On the second floor, a person was found in a corner.

Seeing the man appearing here, Zhang Shuran was somewhat surprised. He greeted him politely and distantly, "Secretary Pei."

Pei Wenjin lowered his eyes, and from the corner of his eye fell on the young man on the sofa, "Young Master Zhang, the chairman asked me to pick up the young master."

"That's it."

Zhang Shuran hid the disappointment in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to pat Fa Xiao's face, the force was very light, which could match the gentleness.

Pei Wenjin had done a good job of mental construction on the way here, and once again stabilized the city wall in his heart, but at this moment it easily started to shake, and when he came back to his senses, he had already strode forward, He pulled the boy onto his back.

A trace of strangeness flashed through Zhang Shuran's heart, and it disappeared without a trace before he could catch it. He said to the drowsy boy, "Xiao Yuan, go back and have a good sleep."

Pei Wenjin lifted the boy up, and went downstairs steadily. His face was sullen, and his breath was more serious than usual.

"Shu Ran..."

A young man's vague voice sounded in his ears, mixed with hot and humid breath, spraying on Pei Wenjin's ears, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his breathing was slightly heavy.

"Master, it's me. I'm taking you home."

Tang Yuan shouted deliriously, "Drink again, drink again, let's drink again Shuran—"

When Pei Wenjin turned his head, he caught a lipstick mark on the young man's collar. I don't know who rubbed it on it. There was also a mark on his neck. His pupils constricted for a while, and all the emotions that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time were all gone. In an instant it turned into anger.

"Unfortunate...I'm uncomfortable...Bastard Tang Yin...intentionally...it must be on purpose...a villain! Just a villain!"

Tang Yuan had a belch, he was talking about the wine, his words didn't match up, his voice changed, he was very wronged, "Pei...Pei Wenjin...I'm sorry for you..."

Pei Wenjin's body froze suddenly, his emotions were clearly on the verge of losing control, but the voice that came out of his throat was unusually soft and full of coaxing, "Why are you sorry for me?"

A warm liquid fell on his neck, one drop or two, and the boy on his back cried, panting intermittently while crying, and the words he spoke were incoherent.

"I like you... I really like you... Pei Wenjin... I really like you... Really, really like you..."

Pei Wenjin didn't move at all, it seemed that he had calculated everything, but he didn't count this out, or he was prepared, but the situation in front of him was far beyond his expectations, his brows were wrinkled and furrowed There is a word "Chuan".

What is he holding back.

After more than ten seconds, the string in my mind still collapsed, completely collapsed.

The consequences of that moment were terrible, and the wall of Pei Wenjin's heart also collapsed, causing him to change from an adult who was nearly [-] years old into a young boy with a lot of blood .

All the worries that bound him in reality suddenly disappeared.

So much so that Pei Wenjin ignored safety, and pulled the young man from his back into his arms regardless of being beside the car, and hugged him tightly to his chest like a treasure.

She even bent her back and lowered her head, carelessly rubbing her thin lips around the boy's ears and cheeks, with eager comfort.