i really like you

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, Pei Wenjin didn't speak for a long time.

They just squatted like that, looking at each other, not knowing whose eyes were red first, whose arms opened first.

An old man who cleaned up the garbage passed by and saw two people, one big and one small, huddled together, one with snot and tears on his face, and the other with dry face, the expression looked more uncomfortable than crying.

The hospital is a place that carries death, new life, hope, and... despair.

It's normal for someone to cry here.

The uncle avoided that one, and pushed the trash can to a distance to clean it up.

Tang Yuan didn't cry loudly, he cried very quietly, the tears flowed silently, flowing down the unrecessed cheeks, passing through the smooth chin, and buried them in the collar of the cotton T-shirt. Soggy piece.

Pei Wenjin stroked the boy's hair, copying it in with his knuckle fingers, and rubbed his fingertips against his warm scalp, "Who proposed the three-year agreement?"

Tang Yuan buried his wet face in the hollow of his shoulder, "Me."

Pei Wenjin fished the boy out of his arms, and questioned him with his eyes.

Tang Yuan lowered his eyelids, his eyes turned left and right, and he didn't dare to look at him, "I'm not lying, your mother really didn't quarrel with me, but I would rather she quarrel with me than listen to her reasoning, because What she said was all reality, and I couldn't find anything to refute, every word she said was for your own good, for my own good, and she begged me to kneel down for me."

"I really can't help it."

After a pause, he wiped his face, "I mentioned the matter of finding an expert for your father, and I told your mother that the world is changing too fast, things are like this, people are like that, three years is only the maximum period, maybe I It hasn't been two months since I completely cut off contact with you, and the relationship has faded. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, and there is no certainty about what will happen in the future. I said a lot of similar things and kept trying to induce her."

Pei Wenjin didn't express his opinion.

"I won't talk about finding an expert. Your family will know about it. After all, you will pass by soon. I said that throwing out the three-year agreement is also to let your mother have a step down and feel better. Otherwise, she You will feel that such favors are too heavy to pay back. If you have to pay back the rest of your son's life, even if she agrees, your father will not agree. You simply don't accept it. That won't work. There is a better treatment plan. Standing up and not being able to stand up are two ways of living."

Tang Yuan stopped crying, and his nasal voice was very strong when he spoke, "So there is a three-year agreement, to your parents, it is considered a favor."

After hearing this, Pei Wenjin didn't say anything, but pressed the boy's head to his chest, and tightened his arms, as if trying to melt him into his bones.

"I answered your call last night, and I kept thinking about how your mother would talk to me. I thought about the countermeasure all night." Tang Yuan said, feeling drowsy, "It turned out to be that far, I My mind is messed up, and most of them are improvised, what do you think?"

Pei Wenjin pulled him up and strode towards the hospital gate.

Tang Yuan staggered when he was pulled, "Slow down."

"Hey, don't look for other places, I haven't returned the hotel room yet."

Pei Wenjin's figure froze, and he turned his head.

Tang Yuan blinked innocently, "Didn't you want to drive?"

Pei Wenjin's forehead twitched, and he squeezed the young man's hand hard, squeezing him until he breathed in repeatedly to relieve the tension.

Tang Yuan stayed in City C for three more days. During those three days, he just lay on the bed and didn't go anywhere. It's not an exaggeration to say that Pei Wenjin carried him to the bathroom, and he was useless.

Three days later, Pei Wenjin sent Tang Yuan to the station, but Tang Yuan couldn't walk very smoothly.

The hot weather is coming, and he is still wearing long-sleeved trousers, and he can't wear short sleeves. His arms and legs are full of marks, in large areas, without a piece of clean skin, which will scare people when exposed.

Pei Wenjin took Tang Yuan's ID card to pick up the ticket, and then took him to a slightly remote corner, gave him the ticket, and told him to get on the bus slowly.

"I'm not a child, so why don't you worry about taking the train." Tang Yuan stuffed the ticket into his trouser pocket, complaining about Pei Wenjin's nagging, and then nagging himself, "I will change my phone number after I go abroad, The current mobile phone remains the same, and the number also remains the same, I will take it with me and keep it activated for [-] hours."

The meaning is obvious.

Pei Wenjin's lips moved.

Tang Yuan asked worriedly, "Is your number the same?"

"Ah."

"If it changes, tell me," Tang Yuan looked at him, "Don't really cut off contact completely."

Pei Wenjin smiled, "Okay."

Tang Yuan spread his arms to both sides, "Hold one."

So he was hugged and fell into the familiar warm embrace. He closed his eyes and tried to smell the smell of the man, trying to deepen his memory, "Did you wash the clothes you changed yesterday?"

"washed."

"Then send me back the one you wore, the stronger the smell, the better."

Pei Wenjin stroked the young man's slender and flexible back, and laughed hoarsely, "The smell on a piece of clothing can't last for two days."

Tang Yuan looked up from his chest, "How do you know?"

Pei Wenjin lowered his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes fell on the young man's face, "What do you think?"

Tang Yuan pretended to be stupid, "I don't know."

"..."

Tang Yuan looked around, but there was no one there. He smiled at the man with his eyes bent, "Give me a kiss."

Pei Wenjin bowed his head and kissed him, and left after rolling around for a while.

Then Tang Yuan repeatedly made those two requests, "one more hug" and "one more kiss", Pei Wenjin always followed his wishes.

With the passing of every minute and every second, the closer the ticket check time is, the stronger the sadness of parting.

"I'll write you postcards, one per month, one per week, forget it, one per day," Tang Yuan changed his words one after another, revealing his inner irritability, and began to miss him before we separated, "I If you don’t send it, just find a box and put it in, and when I graduate, I will take those postcards and stand at the school gate, waiting for you to come and pick me up.”

Pei Wenjin shunned his bangs, "OK."

Tang Yuan pointed to the man's heart, "Keep it up, don't toss it."

"It's up to you whether I will toss it or not."

Tang Yuan narrowed his beautiful eyes, "Threatening me?"

Pei Wenjin raised his eyebrows, "Yes."

"Okay," Tang Yuan shrugged, "I accept your threat."

Pei Wenjin didn't move his hand away, but moved down, holding up the boy's face, and traced it inch by inch.

Tang Yuan began, calmed down, then turned his head back, and said seriously, "I didn't have any memories of junior high school or high school, and it passed by in a hurry, so three years is actually not long. I study hard, and you work hard. Time It will definitely go by faster than we imagined."

Pei Wenjin, "Yes."

Tang Yuan pulled down the man's hand and scratched the thin callus in his palm, "Will you still stay with my house?"

"As long as your father doesn't fire me."

"No, he has compromised like that for you, his right-hand man. If you fire you, then for him, the previous compromise will be in vain." Tang Yuan pursed his lips, "If you continue to follow my dad, I won't Worry."

Pei Wenjin watched the young man's eyes gradually turn red, he raised his head slightly, and closed his eyelids.

Tang Yuan glanced at the time on the phone, he sighed, and whispered, "It's time to check the ticket."

Pei Wenjin pressed his shoulder.

Tang Yuan clenched his hands into fists, and the ring on the little finger of his left hand was a little sticky, "If someone asks you about the tail ring, you should say that your partner bought it."

Pei Wenjin pressed his shoulder hard, his fingertips turned white, "Okay."

What should be explained has been explained, neither of them moved, and they were reluctant to say goodbye.

The road of life is very long.

You will meet all kinds of people on the road. Many people can only accompany you for a while, and then they will leave. Those who can walk together all the way really depend on fate.

Tang Yuan broke off the hand that was pressing on his shoulder like iron tongs, took two steps, turned back, and said in the man's ear, "When I graduate, let's get married."

Pei Wenjin was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, the boy had already disappeared.

He twirled the ring on his little finger and thought of something, his thin lips slowly curled up, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of tenderness.

More than half an hour later, Pei Wenjin returned to the hospital. He heard conversations in the ward, and stopped outside the door. He turned around and leaned against the wall next to him, with his hands in his pockets. He didn't know what he was thinking. What.

Mother Pei was pinching the muscles on her wife's legs, her working hands were strong, she followed the doctor's advice, she kept talking, nagging, "I've been talking about novels with my second child, rice and peanuts Sesame and cotton are all up to them, and the eight-tenths of the wheat, if not harvested, will be a waste, as long as we leave something to eat."

"Don't think about what you have. Your body is the most important thing. With Wen Jin here, you don't have to worry about other things."

Father Pei looked at the ceiling, "What about others?"

Mother Pei's hands stopped suddenly, and she sighed, "The child is leaving today."

Father Pei said, "It's all fate."

"It's fate." Mother Pei sighed, "Man can't beat the sky, let's see what God means, maybe we think too much."

"I heard that foreign countries are much more open than China, and they don't, they don't exclude homosexuals. The kid is not yet 20 years old, just the age to play. In my opinion, I can't say for sure."

Father Pei didn't show the slightest expression of relief.

He didn't know what was going on with the child, but he knew that his son was a very persistent person.

Once you have a goal and what you want, you will never give up, no matter what.

"That child is the heir of the big family, or the only child." Pei's mother reassured her wife again, "He is the only one in the family, and he must be passed on to the next generation. No matter how much he is allowed to mess around, he has to go to that step in the end. "

Only then did Father Pei calm down.

Pei Wenjin's throat was throbbing outside the door, and he was addicted to cigarettes. He fumbled in his pocket and found it empty. He wanted to push the door in, but when he heard voices coming from inside, he withdrew the hand that pushed the door.

"The child is in a foreign country, far away, Xiao Wei and Wen Jin are in the same city, that's the one near the water..."

"Get the moon first, don't say it if you don't know it."

"I will, why not, I just didn't think about it for a while, don't interrupt, I think the possibility of Xiaowei and Wen Jin being together is very small, she is knowledgeable, good-looking, and most importantly, she likes Wen Jin, And have loved it for years."

"You see what's the use, the key depends on God."

"It's a pity, Wen Jin has never talked to someone before, this is the first time, why... hey..."

Pei Wenjin took out his mobile phone and swiped open the screen. On it was a photo of a teenager. He said that he should keep a low profile, so he specially took a small half of his face, and the other half was under the white quilt.

He reached out and touched the boy's half face, and spent 2 minutes hiding all his emotions deep in his heart, waiting to see the sun again three years later.

Tang Yuan fell asleep with his head covered when he returned home.

Tang Yin came back after receiving the call, lifted his son from the bed to the ground, suddenly saw the marks on his arms and legs, his whole body was shocked, his expression was extremely terrifying, as if he was about to kill someone.

Tang Yuan took the opportunity to crawl back on the bed.

The bed was kicked vigorously, Tang Yuan in the bed was dizzy, and before he could react, he was lifted out again.

Tang Yin threw his son on the carpet, looked down at him, and panted.

The carpet is very soft, if it is to rest normally, there is nothing wrong with Tang Yuan, but he has been driving for three consecutive days, exhausted, his bones ached from the adjustment just now, and he seemed to be falling apart again, he rubbed his sore waist Grinning his teeth, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Tang Yin's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Why the hell did I tell you? You want to be on top, on top, what about you? You just do this for me?"

Tang Yuan was stunned, then he understood, he scratched his messy hair, "It doesn't matter if it's up or down."

"Doesn't matter?"

Tang Yin was so angry that his liver hurt. With a wave of his hand, the slender light pole next to the bedside table fell to the ground, and the crystal lamp shattered to the ground. "I think you got kicked in the head by a donkey!"

The housekeeper's nervous voice sounded outside the room door, but Tang Yin yelled it away, he dragged his son up from the ground, and brought his son up to him, "Please tell me the truth, are you the one who gets eaten every time? "

"..." Tang Yuan's face flushed with embarrassment, "Dad, can we not discuss this topic?" Weird.

That's it, Tang Yin poured a large amount of gasoline into his raging rage, and the whole thing exploded. He remained motionless in the sound of the explosion, his whole body was stiff.

Tang Yuan's eyelids twitched, "Dad, don't be like this, it's really nothing, I'm very comfortable, not uncomfortable at all."

The anger on Tang Yin's face froze, "Comfortable?"

"Yeah." Tang Yuan nodded hastily, and said sincerely, "Yes, it's very comfortable. He cares about my reaction and won't make me uncomfortable."

This is going pretty confusing.

Tang Yin probably realized it, his complexion changed, and he smiled back from anger, "Then why didn't he let you come?"

Tang Yuan touched his nose, "He really mentioned it to me, but I didn't agree."

Tang Yin was silent for a while, and looked at his son with idiot eyes, "Have you been lowered by him?"

Tang Yuan's eyes widened, "Wow, Dad, you even know how to lower your head?"

Tang Yin tensed his face, "Don't change the subject for me!"

"Dad, you can't be confused by appearances," Tang Yuan said with a straight face, "You have to see the essence through appearances."

Tang Yin's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Don't look at me miserable, in fact, I am with him, and he has always served me. Be careful when serving me." Tang Yuan said, "Dad, you know, I have been the master of being served since I was a child, I don’t know how to serve others, so I rejected his proposal, forget it.”

Tang Yin grabbed one of his arms, "Is this how you serve him?"

Tang Yuan coughed twice, "It's just a superficial appearance, but I'm actually not hurt."

"Really? Get up and dance for your dad to see." Tang Yin said, "Just your best big jump, the backflip is also fine."

Tang Yuan's mouth twitched.

Tang Yin said slowly, "Jump, didn't you get hurt?"

Tang Yuan hugged his father's arm coquettishly, "Dad..."

Tang Yin didn't respond, he took out the cigarette case, put a cigarette in his mouth, and still couldn't get angry after thinking about it, he threw out the lighter he just took out.

Tang Yuan quickly picked it up and lighted a cigarette for his father to please him.

Tang Yin looked at his son's mother-like face, and the anger in his heart showed signs of subsiding, but when he saw his gnawed messy arms and legs, his anger surged up again, and there was a layer of terrifying hostility in his eyes .

Tang Yuan noticed that his father's breath was not right, he was terrified, and the lighter in his hand almost fell to the ground, "Dad, don't deliberately embarrass Pei Wenjin just because of this."

Tang Yin lifted the cigarette from his lips, "Light it up."

Tang Yuan clicked on the lighter and sent a cluster of flames over, "That's my private affair with him, it has nothing to do with official business, and we can't mix together. I believe Dad is not the kind of unreasonable person who doesn't know right from wrong."

The high hat is thrown away as soon as it is said, very natural, not blunt at all.

Tang Yin took a puff of cigarette and asked abruptly, "Are the safety measures in place?"

Tang Yuan froze for a few seconds and then blushed to the neck, "Everyone pays attention. Even if I don't pay attention, he will pay attention. With his personality, he will never lose his mind at any time."

Tang Yin motioned his son to look at his arms and legs, with a cold smile on his face.

Tang Yuan was slapped in the face unexpectedly, and he was slapped hard, he rolled his eyes, that man really wouldn't lose control usually, just these three days.

Not only that man, he was crazy too.

Tang Yin sat on the bed, patted the seat next to him, pretending that he hadn't seen the ring on his son's little finger from the beginning to the end, "Are you done?"

Tang Yuan sat over, "It's done."

"When will you go abroad?" Tang Yin looked into his son's surprised eyes, "I'm your father, and I know what you're going to fart before you take off your pants."

"..."

Tang Yuan smoked second-hand smoke, "Whatever, I just have one request, continue to study dance-related majors, as long as it is relevant, no matter how big the difference is, I can accept it, I am really not interested in other majors."

Tang Yin frowned, "Since you have thought it all over, then Dad has nothing to say."

"Think a lot, especially when it comes to big decisions."

"hold head high."

After a moment of silence, Tang Yuan said, "Dad, I know that you have compromised repeatedly because of me, whether it was when I came out to you, or when you discovered my thoughts on Pei Wenjin, including this time to find an expert. Actually, I’m thin-skinned, sometimes I don’t say anything, but I know it in my heart.”

Before Tang Yin could speak, his son squirmed and whispered three words in his ear. He turned his head away in disgust, but a smile crept into his eyebrows.

On July [-]th, Pei Wenjin took his father to a country in Europe for treatment. Everything was taken care of there, so there was nothing to worry about.

Tang Yuan was picking eggplants by the vegetable field in the back mountain.

The butler stood aside, holding a parasol in one hand and a small electric fan in the other.

Tang Yuan put the eggplants in the bamboo basket, "Uncle Zhong, you go back, don't stick it here, I'm not that delicate."

The housekeeper reminded, "Young master, your face was sunburned yesterday. Doctor Wang said that you can't get any more sunburn in the past few days, and you didn't apply any medicine today..."

"It's okay," Tang Yuan interrupted loudly, "I just get crispy when I dry it less, and the skin becomes thicker when I dry it more."

The housekeeper hesitated to speak, "Master, do you have something on your mind?"

Tang Yuan squatted on the ground with his back on his back, and said briskly, "No."

He inadvertently found a long worm with many legs, and it was majestic in the sun, and the cry had reached his mouth, but he swallowed it back.

The memory of going to the countryside some time ago ran out uncontrollably, as if it happened yesterday.

That is an illusion.

Often that illusion will make people realize how small they are and how powerless they are in the face of fate.

Tang Yuan licked the dry corner of his mouth, "Uncle Zhong, get me a glass of watermelon juice, I'll drink it later."

The butler left in response.

There was no one around, Tang Yuan got up from the ground, walked to the open space next to him, and sat down on his buttocks. He hung his head and looked at the ground without moving for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a roar above his head. Tang Yuan raised his head and saw a plane flying by. He narrowed his eyes and followed the plane until he could no longer see it.

That night Tang Yuan sorted out his comics on the basement floor, Chen Zhe turned on the phone, and he listened on speakerphone, his hands kept moving.

"Xiaoyuan, why do you suddenly want to study abroad? What stimulated you?" Chen Lie complained on the other end of the phone, "I asked Xiaochao, but he didn't tell me. 'You're still an idiot today'."

Tang Yuan said in a shocked tone, "Ah Lie, you look like a resentful woman."

"Damn!" Chen Lie swears.

"You haven't said it yet, why did you go abroad? You are studying Chinese folk dance, so go abroad to learn ass."

Tang Yuan was quite open-minded, "It's not a bad thing for me to try new styles."

He found a manga that he could flip through several times, put it aside alone, and planned to take it away, "I still have to take the exam, I may not pass the exam, if I am not admitted, then I will work as a joint dancer abroad. There is nothing wrong with my dance skills, and I will try my best to bring domestic dance to the world."

"It sounds very inspirational and great." Chen Lie said, "Do you want to record a live broadcast and become an Internet celebrity?"

"Not bad."

Chen Lie exaggeratedly clicked his tongue, "The heir of the Tang family is an internet celebrity, it's amazing."

Tang Yuan stopped sorting out the comics, took a sip of the juice on the table, leaned on the table and said, "Okay, don't think about it, and don't go to Xiaochao and ask a hundred thousand why, nothing happened to me, just I want a change of environment."

Chen Lie didn't believe it, "Did that scumbag Zhang Shuran look for you?"

"It has nothing to do with him." Tang Yuan frowned, "Don't mention him in the future, the way is different, we don't conspire with each other, and it's meaningless to mention him."

Chen Lie cursed, "Then which country are you going to? Tell us the address when you get there, maybe we will go to you sometime."

Tang Yuan said, "Xiao Chao can come, you can forget about it."

Chen Li shouted, "Why?"

"I think you are annoying."

"Fuck!" Chen Lie scolded sadly, "Is this what my buddies said?"

Tang Yuan laughed, "Yes, why not?"

Hearing his laughter, Chen Lie breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Yuan, we are young, don't you think so?"

"Yes." Tang Yuan said, "I wish you all the best in the future."

Chen Lie was stunned for a moment, and said in an unbearable tone, "It's really hypocritical."

Tang Yuan scolded with a smile, "Get out."

After finishing it, he said with emotion, "Life, once in a while, I still have to be hypocritical, otherwise it would be so boring."

Chen Lie felt that he had grown up, not because of his age, but because of his psychology. After thinking about it, everyone was going through all kinds of things, and they were all running forward, so they would definitely be farther and farther away from their original appearance.

"Xiaoyuan, to be honest, don't forget the address in the group."

"I can't forget it." Tang Yuan drank all the juice in the glass, "I will send you postcards."

Showcase says that's OK.

The two chatted nonsense, as if they had returned to the past, the carefree time.

A few days later, the date of Tang Yuan's going abroad was fixed. On the 25th and 24th of this month, he got up early, rushed into the kitchen, and closed the glass door to prevent the cook and servants people come in.

The cook stood outside the glass door, with the butler beside her, looking at the young master who was busy inside with four eyes, with a very strange expression on her face.

"Like making some dessert."

The butler pondered for a while, "It seems to be a cake."

"That's a bit complicated," the cook said with a worried look on her face, "Young master won't."

The butler said, "Normal."

The two of them were chatting with each other, when there was a "bang" sound from the kitchen, the egg bowl fell to the ground, and the culprit looked dull.

The cook and the butler noticed that he was looking over, and quickly slipped away.

Tang Yuan picked up the egg beater and continued to work, spending the whole morning making something... something like a cake.

The butler said after deliberation, "Master, what is this?"

Tang Yuan was murderous, "Fruit pudding cake, can't you see it?"

"It can be seen." The housekeeper wiped his sweat, "I'm just old and my eyes are not working well."

When Tang Yuan took pictures with his mobile phone, the expressions on the servants' expressions were indescribable.

Tang Yin found out about this from the housekeeper, and made a call to his son's mobile phone, and said sourly, "Your father's birthday is the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month."

Tang Yuan was taking pictures of the cake, but stopped halfway through. He lay down at the table admiring his first finished product, with kind eyes like an old mother, "Aren't you in a meeting? Just for this?"

"Not only that, but your dad doesn't like fruit pudding, but matcha."

"……I know, I know."

After coaxing the jealous old comrade Tang, Tang Yuan opened Weibo and posted a photo of an ugly cake on it, with the caption - LP, happy birthday.

Only after posting did I feel that LP could be another word.

This made Tang Yuanmei die, and he was happy about it all day.

In the morning of the next day, Tang Yuan left home with his dreams and thoughts, and went to another country in Europe, embarking on a new journey.