Has the scumbag actor confessed?

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the traffic flow on the provincial expressway is not too much. After all, I just went home at this time, and there are not many people left.

Ningzhou, located in the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River, snows almost every year at the end of the year, and this year's snow also arrived on New Year's Eve.

Different from the snowy wind in the north, the snow in the south of the Yangtze River, even if it is profuse, is only as soft as catkins. It seems that it is not for anything else, just to decorate the festive atmosphere.

An extended version of the Range Rover with fog lights on, piercing through the snow and fog, galloping past like an arrow off the string.

The heater was turned on in the car, Zhong Yi was covered with Shen Xifeng's overcoat, and he was sleeping soundly. The heater made his face flushed, and made his black eyelashes as thick as a feather fan.

While Shen Xifeng looked ahead, he would reach out to touch Zhong Yi's left hand hanging outside his coat from time to time to see if he was cold or hot.

This kid has never been to a road show, and he was exhausted in the past ten days, and his little face has become thinner visible to the naked eye.

In fact, celebrating the New Year in Ningzhou was a strong arrangement between Shen Xifeng and the film producer. Zhong Yi did not celebrate the New Year in other places. Although he had no relatives in Ningzhou, Shen Xifeng would give him the warmth of his home.

This is Zhongyi, a treasure that he is afraid of melting in his mouth, he will give whatever he can give, and he must not let him suffer any more grievances.

Ever since he knew about Zhong Yi's life experience, Shen Xifeng has been thinking about how to settle down Zhong Yi's grandmother and aunt; after the college entrance examination, he seemed to have the status to do this, so he took a day between running notices and made a special trip to Went to Zhongjia Town.

This time, one is to bring Zhong Yi back to his hometown, and the other is to see if the original request has been implemented.

Although the weather was bad, the ground was clear all the way, and before four o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the gate of Zhongjia Town.

Shen Xifeng woke up Zhong Yi, and the two of them held an umbrella and walked towards the town on the falling snowflakes.

It's the Chinese New Year, and the town is much more lively than usual. The young and middle-aged people who have returned to their hometowns have all returned to their hometowns with their babies born in other places.

Every household put up colorful lanterns and put up Spring Festival couplets. The aroma of various meals permeated the air, mixed with a few traces of ecstasy, which is the taste of the year.

A half-person tall child, wrapped in a thick cotton padded jacket, rolls back and forth under the feet of pedestrians like a colorful snowball.

The umbrella was not big, so Shen Xifeng walked forward with his arms around Zhong Yi's shoulders, pulling him along the way to avoid these moving snowballs while telling him jokes.

"Did you see the house with red tiles and red lanterns? The second boy of his family fought with me, and I knocked out two front teeth!"

Zhong Yi looked at Shen Xifeng in surprise, "I didn't see it, you are still so violent?"

"That's why I let you go." Shen Xifeng smiled modestly: "Although I haven't fought a few fights since I was a child, I always win every time. Well, don't ask me why I fight ?”

Zhong Yi bent his lips and replied: "Fighting, it must have made you unhappy. If you are upset, it must be the other party's fault. What else is there to ask?"

Shen Xifeng raised his eyebrows and gave a 'huh', squinting his eyes very satisfied: "You are very good at protecting your weaknesses! Unexpectedly, our master of learning will sometimes be indiscriminate."

Zhong Yi pursed her lips and did not answer, her eyes fell on the three apricot trees in the south.

When the two of them reached the courtyard, Shen Xifeng looked around and suddenly asked, "Did we meet here for the first time back then?"

Zhong Yi was taken aback for a moment, and turned around to look.

The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River was blowing in his memory, and he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the pea pods that day, and hear the voice of grandma calling 'Yiyi'.

"right here."

Zhong Yi pointed to the grooves on the stone road: "The pea boat floats along these small channels."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Shen Xifeng, with a little sadness in his eyes that one couldn't bear to look directly at.

Shen Xifeng slid the umbrella down to block the two of them, leaned over and quickly pecked Zhong Yi's eyelids, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I didn't greet you properly at that time. Now I will formally introduce myself to you, my name is Shen Xifeng, this year, love, love."

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from the gate of the small courtyard, with some hesitation in the tone: "Is it Zhongyi?"

Both of them turned around in unison, and saw Zhong Yi's aunt hurried out of the yard in a red down jacket.

"Ah, it's really a small idea!"

She slapped her thigh excitedly, and her voice became a little higher: "Didn't you say that you don't have time to go home this winter vacation? If your brother didn't see someone standing at the door, we wouldn't even know you were back! This is..."

Gu Gu wanted to reach out to pull Zhong Yi, but suddenly noticed that there was Shen Xifeng next to her, and was taken aback for a moment.

"This is my classmate, his house...his house is also here, and he went back to his hometown with me to have a look." Zhong Yi hurriedly explained.

"Hello, classmate, classmate. Come, come, come in together! It's snowing so much outside, it's so cold! Come in and keep warm!"

The aunt pulled each hand into the yard, Shen Xifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the aunt, smiled and bowed slightly: "Excuse me."

"What are you talking about! This is the first time for us, Xiaoyi, to bring a classmate home!"

Auntie's face was full of joy, as soon as she stepped into the yard, she pulled Zhong Yi to look here and there.

"In the second half of last year, I don't know what kind of luck happened. The town said that the government wanted to renovate old houses. It chose our house as a pilot and renovated several houses for us. Look at the asphalt on the roof. We replaced it with new ones and now it rains no more leaks.

"There is also the flue in the kitchen. We have also changed it and installed the latest range hood. You can't smell any oily smoke when cooking!"

With that said, the three of them walked into the main room, and Zhong Yi's cousin brought over two pairs of cotton slippers for them to change into. Only then did Zhong Yi notice that the room had actually been replaced with a wooden floor.

"Look, floor heating is even installed for us! No one in our town has ever laid floor heating. When prying floor tiles, no one knows what they want to do! After replacing the floor heating, this winter, your grandma never called her legs again. It hurts!"

"Is grandma in the house?"

The floor heating in the room was fully turned on, Zhong Yi took off his coat as soon as he entered the door, Shen Xifeng picked it up, and put it on the sofa with his own.

Zhong Yi turned around and went to grandma's house, stayed for more than ten minutes, and came out again, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

My aunt chatted with Shen Xifeng for a while, checked the time, and hurried into the kitchen to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Zhong Yi's uncle is still playing mahjong in the town, and won't go home until dinner time.

Zhong Yi talked to his cousin for a while, then looked up at Shen Xifeng.

With just one glance, Shen Xifeng knew what he was thinking.

Shen Xifeng walked to the door of the kitchen, said goodbye to his aunt, and said that he had to go back to Ningzhou with his parents for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Aunt hurriedly chased her out to see off the guest, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Zhong Yi get up and go out as well.

"Xiao Yi, you want to go too?"

Zhong Yi nodded: "I didn't have much to say to my uncle, so I went back with my classmate's car. Auntie, take care and take care of grandma."

The two hurriedly walked around Zhongjia Town, and when they reached the gate of the town, Shen Xifeng turned his head and smiled at Zhong Yi: "Next, let's go see Yiyi's mother."

Zhong Yi got into the car and didn't speak for a long time. When the car drove near the cemetery, he asked, "Don't you think it's bad luck to come to such a place on New Year's Eve?"

Shen Xifeng glanced at Zhong Yi, but didn't reply.

He opened the car door and got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, opened the car door, stretched out his hand to Zhong Yi, and said with a smile, "Come down quickly, let's go see mom."

look at mom.

Zhong Yi's nose suddenly became sour, and she hurriedly got up and got out of the car.

On New Year's Eve, there was not even a gatekeeper in the cemetery.

The two climbed over the iron gate, using their mobile phones as flashlights, and came to Ms. Li's tomb.

"Wow, Auntie is really beautiful."

Shen Xifeng looked at the photo on the tombstone, admired it sincerely, and then bowed respectfully to the tombstone three times: "Auntie, I'm Zhong Yi's classmate, I've heard him mention you all the time, so I'll take this opportunity to see you . Zhong Yi is a..."

"Mom, he's my boyfriend."

Zhong Yi interrupted Shen Xifeng's words, and said this sentence in Cantonese.

No matter how dull Shen Xifeng was, he could still understand this sentence, his heart felt hot, and he looked at Zhong Yi in a daze.

"He's my classmate in high school. He's a star. As you can see, he's very handsome and can make a lot of money. He's very nice to me. We are serious about being together and will be together for the rest of our lives. You can rest assured , I have found someone who can take care of me."

Zhong Yi also said the following passage for Shen Xifeng, so he didn't use Cantonese anymore.

Now that the snow has fallen, it is already at the end of its strength, and the size of the snowflakes has shrunk to only the size of a fingernail, and it is scattered here and there, sticking to the top of Zhongyi's hair and eyelashes. He shook his head slightly, like a hair s cat.

He stood in front of the tombstone, his eyes reflected the backlight of the mobile phone screen, there were sparkling waves, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his appearance was extremely fragile.

Shen Xifeng made an apologetic gesture towards the tombstone, turned around and passed Zhong Yi, held his face and kissed his forehead and nose several times.

In the end, Shen Xifeng touched his lips again like a superficial touch, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't let mom worry, your handsome and profitable boyfriend, I don't want to see Yiyi feel sad."

After Zhong Yi calmed down, Shen Xifeng turned around again, knelt on the ground on one knee, and tidied the weeds in front of the tombstone.

Shen Xifeng looked at Ms. Li's photo for a long time before he said softly but firmly: "Aunt Li, I assure you that I will take good care of Zhong Yi in the future and make him happy, so don't worry."

After coming out of the cemetery, Zhong Yi proposed to find a hotel in the county to stay, but Shen Xifeng refused, dragged him into the car, and drove to Ningzhou.

Zhong Yi knew that Shen Xifeng was more tired than himself during this period, and he couldn't bear to drive for such a long time today, so he seriously suggested: "Why don't I drive? There are no cars on the road, and the high-speed road conditions Very good, I..."

"When you get your driver's license, drive your own car."

Shen Xifeng put his hands on the steering wheel, with a smile on his mouth, he turned his head and glanced at Zhong Yi, teasing him: "What car do you like? Wouldn't it be too high-profile to drive a supercar on campus?"

Zhong Yi pursed her lips, and said lightly, "Ofo, one piece per hour, is most suitable for college students."

"what?"

Shen Daxing probably has never even heard of the term shared bicycle, and question marks are written all over his earlobe.

Zhong Yi sighed, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you are too rich, and you can't appreciate the happiness of us ordinary people."

Shen Xifeng didn't like to hear these words, he gave Zhong Yi a glance, and said with a smile: "You look after the car yourself, it happens that a local tyrant wants to sell me his Rolls-Royce Phantom, you don't choose the car , I just bought the Phantom, and equipped with a driver to pick it up 24 hours a day. It’s still covered with a pure gold shell, and it’s a powerful weapon for walking!”

Zhong Yi didn't answer, picked up the phone silently, and googled the Rolls-Royce Phantom. After a long time, he laughed and cursed "Idiot Line".

Although he didn't understand, Shen Xifeng's intuition told Shen Xifeng that this was not a good sentence. He knocked on the steering wheel and protested: "Please use standard Mandarin!"

The two-hour drive quickly passed by.

After entering the urban area, Zhong Yi looked at the street and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the road of your house?"

Shen Xifeng smiled: "Who said you want to go to my house?"

When the car turned into the old district in the east of the city, Zhong Yi's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "I haven't lived in my house for a long time, and the water and electricity may be cut off, so don't go."

Shen Xifeng ignored him, and parked the car directly downstairs of Zhong Yi's house.

After getting out of the car and opening the trunk, Shen Xifeng unscrewed a few large plastic bags from the supermarket, and shook his head at Zhong Yi who was still sitting in the car in a daze: "Let's go home and eat hot pot."

It's past eight o'clock now, and every household has a channel, and the lively chorus comes from the door panels that are not very soundproof, filling the entire corridor.

The stairwell is already narrow, and there are debris piled up by residents at the corner of each floor. Most of the voice-activated lights are broken, and can only be illuminated by the huge LED billboard on the roof of the commercial building not far away.

Shen Xifeng twisted the bag with one hand, held Zhong Yi with the other, and walked up gropingly.

"I bought two kinds of bottom ingredients, and I eat some chili to keep warm in winter. The seafood for the Chinese New Year was all robbed, so I didn't want to give you frozen ones, so I bought some fresh yellow bone fish. The meat is enough, and there are a lot of vegetables, but it's nothing Fruits and strawberries have been robbed and there is nothing good left, I will buy them for you in the next city."

Zhong Yi has never had a problem with what to eat, he sees that Shen Xifeng is very familiar with this place.

Zhong Yi suddenly thought of something: "You came to my house again later?"

There is no need for Shen Xifeng to answer this question.

When the two of them opened the door and the living room lights came on, Zhong Yi knew it.

Not only did it come, but it came thoroughly.

The room I haven’t been back to for half a year is spotless, the furniture has not changed, but the light bulbs have probably been replaced, the brightness is soft and moderate, there is an extra row of cushions on the sofa, and there is a vase on the coffee table with a few wintersweet branches in it.

Shen Xifeng closed the door, put the plastic bag in his hand on the shoe cabinet, and buried his head to find something inside: "I just did a big cleaning, and the things haven't been disturbed, but the bedding has been changed, the ones in your closet have been useless for a long time It's all moldy."

Shen Xifeng pulled out a box of chocolates and stuffed it to Zhong Yi: "Watching TV, you will have something to eat in half an hour. Oh, the TV has been replaced, and all the old electrical appliances have been replaced."

Zhong Yi walked to the sofa, looked at the LCD TV that took up almost half of the wall, and was a little dazed—how many inches did it have to be?

On New Year's Eve, only the Spring Festival Gala can be watched, Zhong Yi turned on the TV, was surprised by the huge head of the host, opened the chocolate, turned and went into the kitchen.

The pots and bowls in the kitchen have also been changed, and the stove seems to be different, and ordinary parents can't do this kind of hard work.

Zhong Yi sighed and stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Shen Xifeng boiled the bottom of the pot, and now he is preparing dishes aside.

Seeing Zhong Yi coming, Shen Xifeng smiled at him: "The TV is not good? Wait for your boyfriend to sing for you at the Spring Festival Gala next year."

"Huh? Are you going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zhong Yi watched Shen Xifeng use the knife, every move he made felt like a chef.

"They approached me this year. I couldn't hold the road show here, so I didn't go."

Shen Xifeng chopped off half of a roasted chicken leg, tore some of the leg meat, stuffed it into Zhong Yi's mouth, and asked, "How does it taste? I've never bought this one before."

Zhong Yi just ate the chocolate, and the sweetness in his mouth was still there, and he couldn't taste anything.

He nodded casually, raised his hand and distributed a piece of chocolate to Shen Xifeng, "You're pretty good at cooking, you're quite obedient."

Shen Xifeng smiled indifferently: "One of the few housekeeping skills, I won't be so busy in the future, I will cook for you every day."

after.

every day.

There are about [-] commonly used characters in Chinese characters, and the above four are all commonly used characters, which are used almost every few seconds.

But for a thousand people, there are a thousand usages and a thousand interpretations.

Zhong Yi believes that there is nothing in this world that can move him more than what Shen Xifeng said just now.

Zhong Yi's mood today is not stable, a little turbulent, and the corners of her nose and eyes turn red.

Shen Xifeng was engrossed in chopping vegetables and didn't notice Zhong Yi's abnormality.

The water in the pot boiled, and white smoke billowed up. He hurriedly reached out his hand to turn down the fire, and then turned his head. Suddenly, someone kissed him on the cheek.

The kid who did something bad turned around and was about to run away, but Shen Xifeng quickly caught him.

Shen Xifeng had oil on his hands, and didn't want to get it on Zhong Yi, so he just hugged him weakly with his elbows, rubbed his nose with his head down, and smiled: "You are so handsome by your boyfriend?"

Zhong Yi's eyes flashed, and he raised his head without hesitation.

Well……

Chocolate-flavored roast chicken has a special taste.

By the time the hot pot was finally served on the dinner table, the Spring Festival Gala had already reached the opera show.

Shen Xifeng took a can of beer and asked Zhong Yi: "It's Chinese New Year, do you want some wine?"

Zhong Yi took it without saying a word, opened it, and threw a bottle of orange juice to Shen Xifeng: "Adults drink, children drink juice."

This hot pot has been eaten for a long time.

Shen Xifeng didn't know much about Zhong Yi taking medicine indiscriminately in Singapore, and he didn't see Zhong Yi who was high.

But tonight, he was lucky enough to witness Zhong Yi drinking high.

After drinking two cans of beer, Zhong Yi's expression remained the same. He was just eating, then suddenly dropped his chopsticks, turned and went into his bedroom.

Shen Xifeng was stretching his head, a little dazed.

Not long after, Zhong Yi came out with a few photo albums in his arms, sat down on the sofa, and waved to Shen Xifeng——

"Show you my mother!"

Shen Xifeng put down the bowl and chopsticks, moved to the sofa, Zhong Yi leaned against him, flipping through the photo album page by page.

"This is when my mum was 20, in the UK. This is 25, in the US. Well... this is... I don't know how old, in China. This is... ah, my mother with a little heart. "

Shen Xifeng heard that there was something wrong with Zhong Yi's tone, looked up, stretched out his hand to stroke his bangs, and found that his whole face was a little hot.

"Are you drunk?"

Shen Xifeng remembered that the night when the grades were known, this kid also drank alcohol, it seems that the kid's alcohol taste is not very good.

"Not drunk."

Zhong Yi pulled Shen Xifeng's hand down, held it in his palm, opened another photo album, read two pages, and closed the photo album with a snap.

Zhong Yi said displeased: "There is Zhong Minhua in this book, don't read it."

"Yi," Shen Xifeng pulled Zhong Yi's hand worriedly, forcing him to look into his eyes: "I'm a little tired, can I look at these photos tomorrow?"

Seeing that Zhong Yi nodded obediently, Shen Xifeng smiled, pointed to the corner of the sofa and said, "Go and lie down there, I'll tidy up the things on the table and watch TV with you."

Shen Xifeng was about to turn around, but was pulled by Zhong Yi, "Did you find someone to repair my grandma's house?"

Shen Xifeng turned his head slowly, before he could think of anything to say, Zhong Yi added: "Even if the government wants to repair the old house, it must be doing exterior renovation so that everyone can see it. Solve all the problems in the house?"

"……are you mad?"

Shen Xifeng carefully recognized Zhong Yi's expression, but after drinking, the child's eyes were very different from usual, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"Why are you angry?" Zhong Yi smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Go and clean up, I'll wait for you."

Eating hot pot this time is much more complicated than eating dumplings last time.

Shen Xifeng was busy in the kitchen for almost 10 minutes before finishing it. As soon as he came out, he saw Zhong Yi leaning on the sofa and falling asleep again.

He bent the corners of his lips, lightly turned off the headlight in the living room, and just as he walked over to see if he was sleeping well, he heard vibrations from the coffee table.

Another foreign number.

Holding the phone, Shen Xifeng was a little puzzled, how could this scene be the same as the scene reappeared?It's just that last time it was early summer, this time it was late winter.

That number didn't last long and stopped soon, but then a few WeChat messages came in.

Shen Xifeng hesitated for a few seconds, and clicked on the message.

Zhong Minhua:? ? ?

Zhong Minhua: What do you mean?You're saying it's because of me that you're gay? ?

Zhong Minhua: I don't discriminate against homosexuals, but what you do is too much and too hurtful!

Shen Xifeng was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly swipe up to read Zhong Yi's previous message.

Ten minutes ago, Zhong Yi posted a photo of Shen Xifeng's blurred back entering the kitchen, and then forwarded another news.

Shen Xifeng clicked on the news, and saw that the headline read——

"Except for congenital reasons, is the formation of homosexuality necessarily related to the lack of fatherly love in childhood?"