live up to the morning light

Mingchen froze in place as if he had been petrified.

tomorrow?

Hiromitsu's father?

...Didn't it mean that there was no one else at home?

Are you going to meet your parents all of a sudden?

"What?" Hong Guang saw through Ming Chen's worries at a glance, pinched his face, "Are you worried?"

"Well," Ming Chen said honestly, "Suddenly there is a strange person in the New Year's Eve family, does your dad have any objections..."

"How can you be called a strange person?" Hongguang laughed and patted him on the shoulder vigorously. "My dad already knew about you. He was very happy when he heard that you helped me pass the exam in one semester. Thank you for your return." If it’s too late, how can there be opinions.”

"But, but..."

"Come on, it's serious to go out to buy New Year's goods," Hong Guang dragged him out of the bed, "For Chinese New Year, there must be a lot of people to be lively."

Ha ha.

It really is "more people are more lively".

Mingchen looked at the whole room of people in the living room of Hongguang's house, and felt that he was an idiot for being seriously worried...

Although Hongguang's father has become a boss and his net worth is not the same as it was back then, he still retains the habit before he made his fortune. Every Spring Festival, he invites familiar employees who cannot go home for the New Year's Eve dinner at his home.

There are nearly ten people here this year, and the living room and dining room are filled to the brim. When I woke up from a nap in the morning, when I opened the door, I found that there were so many people in the hall downstairs. I was shocked, and was pulled aside by Hong Guang He confessed: "If you are not good at socializing and don't want to talk to people, just play in the room by yourself, and we will eat by ourselves later."

Tomorrow morning, of course, will not be like this.

Besides, he really wanted to see Hongguang's father, so he went downstairs with Hongguang after changing his clothes.

Hiromitsu's father looks...not at all like Hiromitsu.

In his father's own words: "Our Ah Guang is exactly like my mother, but luckily not at all like me."

Hong Guang is tall, and his father is short; Hong Guang is so handsome that he stands on the road for a while, and someone strikes up a conversation, but his father is... just the most ordinary ordinary person, with a relatively large face, a not particularly high nose, and a little bald forehead.

But after saying a few words, Mingchen felt that Hong Guang was indeed very similar to his father.

It's not about looks, but about actions, speech, and personality—now he knows that Hongguang likes to joke without losing his sense of proportion, takes care of others without embarrassing, considerate, mature, thoughtful... and other advantages, all Where did it come from.

Hongguang's father is completely an upgraded version of Hongguang in this respect.

Treating people only makes people feel comfortable.

Mingchen was brought to him by Hong Guang for an introduction. He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he stumbled and called, "Uncle Huo."

Then he was asked: "You are all celebrating the New Year at my house, are you just calling me Uncle?"

So before I figured out what was going on, I recognized a godfather in a daze, and got a red envelope in a daze - I touched it, it was super thick, and looking back at Hongguang, I didn't mean to accept it.

Hong Guang rubbed his hair: "You can take it if I give it to you, I have it too, it's the same." He said shaking the red envelope in his hand.

"You are my own son, I am an outsider..."

"I've already recognized my godfather and become an outsider. Think about it this way. I'm the old son, and you are the new son. The new one is always better than the old one. You should get more."

"...how did you talk!"

Uncle Huo is not only very easy-going towards Mingchen, but also towards other people.

Inviting subordinates to the house did not make anyone feel embarrassed or awkward at all.The guest of honor had a great time with the meal, and when it was time to finish, the uncle even cooked himself and baked a quick dessert—the most common cheese sweet potato, which actually had the effect of eating Michelin three stars. I don’t know if I am drunk again tomorrow morning Still, the loud and happy atmosphere helps to enhance the taste of the food, which is unbelievably delicious.

Seeing Mingchen's wide-eyed and shocked expression, Hong Guang couldn't help laughing: "Is it so delicious? I didn't usually feed you enough?"

Mingchen got drunk today, and got a little headstrong again, shook his head and said, "The comparison is over." He opened his arms again, and compared for a long distance, "The gap is so big, what should I do?"

Hongguang rubbed his face in a good-tempered manner, took him to the small garden outside the house to spread wine, and said, "It's okay, it's still a long time, I'll take my time, and I'll always be better than blue."

Tomorrow morning, even if he was drunk, he was not completely drunk—Hiroko has been very careful since he found out about his drinking capacity last time, and kept staring at him throughout the banquet, and refused to let him drink after taking two sips—so he was just in a high mood, Reason has not gone offline.

So when it was time to arrange the room at night, I became nervous again: from the perspective of ordinary people, would he and Hongguang be too close...

... What the hell.

Tomorrow morning, he walked around the garden for half a day, nominally for loose wine, but actually for fear of being exposed—as for what he was afraid of being exposed, he himself didn't know very well.

After a long time, when the two finally formally dated each other, Mingchen told Hongguang about his mental activities back then. Hongguang was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he held him in his arms with distress and helplessness and kept patting him: "Thinking so much? That's really true." Very hard……"

Mingchen bit Hong Guang lightly to vent his anger: "Is there any way, I bend..."

Hiroshi kissed him reassuringly.

Mingchen couldn't help asking: "Then why not? What did you think at that time?"

"I..." Hongguang scratched his head embarrassingly, "I just... really didn't think much... two boys sleep together, it's... normal?"

……Yes.

This kind of answer will be known tomorrow morning without asking—even at night: he walked around for a full three to ten minutes. Hongguang was afraid that he would be cold, so he first took off his coat and then took off his scarf. Hongguang caught a cold and was embarrassed to continue wandering around, so he went back to the house to have a look:

Most of the people who came have already been arranged in the guest room.There wasn't enough room, so Uncle Huo and one of his buddies were left huddling together on the sofa in the living room—sleeping crookedly together with a big blanket.

Mingchen suddenly felt that her shady little thoughts were all jokes.