Is the little brother sleeping powder?

Three people's New Year's Eve dinner becomes four people.

Mao Rong and Yu Shucheng sat on one side, and the two elders sat across the table.Mao Rong's father smiled kindly and looked very calm. When the peanuts fell on the table for the third time, Mao Rong's mother couldn't bear to see it. She tugged at the corner of his clothes under the table and said in a low voice: " Don’t eat yet, it’s important to ask questions.”

Mao Rong's father put down his chopsticks and cleared his throat: "Here, Yu..."

"Just call me Xiao Yu." Yu Shucheng said.

"Oh, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu." Mao Rong's father read it twice, "How old is this year?"

Yu Shucheng sat upright, "I'll be 21 tomorrow."

Mao Rong's father and Mao Rong's mother looked at each other, and they both read surprise in each other's eyes - such a young alpha, where did he find his son?

"Dad, Mom." Mao Rong couldn't help but said, "He's just my...a friend, don't..."

"Don't interrupt." Mao Rong's father said seriously, then turned his head and continued to ask Yu Shucheng, "Then how long have you been talking with my Rong Rong?"

Yu Shucheng said honestly, "One week."

Mao Rong's parents: "..."

"However, I have liked him for three years." Yu Shucheng said again.

Mao Rong next to him turned his head to look at him, thinking wow, the New Year's Eve is talking nonsense with his eyes open, isn't he afraid of being caught by the big bad wolf outside the window?

After Mao Rong's parents heard this, their faces softened a lot.My son is the one being chased, at least it means that he is in a strong position in this relationship, so there is no need to worry about him being bullied, and it doesn't matter if the other party is younger.

Mao Rong's father couldn't help but want to confirm: "The Rong Rong you chased?"

Yu Shucheng nodded: "Yes."

Mao Rong was surprised and speechless, why didn't he mention sleeping powder now?

Mao Rong's father had no time to pay attention to his son's expression, and asked happily, "What does Xiao Yu do?"

"Singing."

"Uh, in a bar or on the street..."

"I'm an entertainer," Yu Shucheng explained, "singing on stage and sometimes on TV."

Mao Rong's mother raised her eyebrows: "A star? No wonder it looks familiar." Then she took out her mobile phone Baidu, "Yu, Shu, Cheng, this is it?"

Yu Shucheng leaned over to look at the screen, and said patiently, "Yes, it's me."

"Yo." Mao Rong's mother looked at the phone, then at the deity in front of her, then turned to ask Mao Rong, "Is he that fish that Mao Yi likes..."

Mao Rong nodded helplessly.

Mao Rong's mother clapped her hands: "That's good, let's kiss each other even more."

Mao Rong: "..." What kind of logic is this?

On the contrary, Mao Rong's father was a little worried: "A star? Aren't there many people who like it? Those little girls chase after stars all day long, calling 'husband' all day long..."

Yu Shucheng said seriously: "I only like Mao Rong alone."

Mao Rong's scalp tingled and goosebumps appeared all over his body, but Mao Rong's parents expressed their relief and began to ask about his family situation seriously.

Yu Shucheng replied one by one: "My parents are in business and have been abroad all year round... They already know about this... If uncle and aunt agree, they will come back to meet you next month."

A reliable son-in-law fell from the sky, and Mao Rong's father was crying and wiping away his tears just now, but now his face was full of smiles: "It's not urgent... Is there only one person in Xiao Yu's family for Chinese New Year?"

"Well, it's a few days off."

Mao Rong's mother said distressedly: "I'm sorry, I have no place to go during the holidays, so I will come to our house, and my aunt will cook something delicious for you."

Mao Rong's father kindly brought him vegetables: "Come, try this pork head meat, Rong Rong cut it, it's delicious. Are you from the north? Are you used to these dishes? Gai Minger's uncle and aunt will make dumplings for you." eat."

Yu Shucheng said yes repeatedly, and the dinner was harmonious and harmonious.

When Mao Rong finally had enough energy to eat, he interrupted forcefully: "Can I talk?" He put down his chopsticks, puffed up his chest and pointed at Yu Shucheng solemnly, "He and I are really just friends..."

Mao Rong's father waved his hand and interrupted him: "I know, I know, let's talk about friends."

Mao Rong's mother also chimed in: "Everyone is coming to the door, why are you hiding it? Parents can object? Come, Chengcheng eats fish, and I'll heat up other dishes."

Success?The momentum that Mao Rong had accumulated with great difficulty was suddenly beaten to nothing, only the corners of Mao Rong's mouth were twitching non-stop.

After that, there was no chance to intervene, the parents were completely immersed in the joy of their son having a partner, and Mao Rong hadn't seen them so happy when they came home for several years, so he was in a dilemma and didn't know how to speak again.

After eating, Mao Rong dragged Yu Shucheng, who was helping in the kitchen, to his room, closed the door, stood on tiptoe and grabbed his collar, and asked viciously, "What do you want to do? Is it fun to celebrate Chinese New Year?" ?”

Yu Shucheng: "I'm not playing."

Mao Rong met his unfaltering eyes, her heart skipped a few times reflexively, she let go of her hand, and her tone turned to pleading: "Are you here to experience the lives of ordinary people? Can you please?" Change to another family, my parents are very simple, they will be sad when they know the truth."

Yu Shucheng: "I didn't lie to them."

Mao Rong almost believed it in his low voice with a seriousness that didn't match his age.

"Then why do you like me three years ago? How can I remember that I only met you for the first time last month?"

Just as Yu Shucheng was about to answer, there was a knock on the door, and Mao Rong's mother shouted from outside: "What are you two whispering while hiding? Come out and eat some fruit first."

Back at the dining table, Mao Rong’s parents enthusiastically piled bananas, oranges, apples, and kiwis in front of Yu Shucheng. Mao Rong looked at the taste, gave him a look, and said, “There are only two rooms in our house. Hurry up and leave after eating.” Bar."

Mao Rong's father slapped the table and scolded: "How do you talk to the guests? Xiao Yu, you live here. The bed in Rongrong's room is big enough, you two share one room."

Mao Rong's face turned red and said anxiously, "I won't sleep with him!"

Mao Rong's mother rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something, she looked at the back of Mao Rong's neck, it was clean and unmarked tooth marks, looking at her son's shy appearance, the two of them probably haven't had such a good time.

Mao's parents discussed in a low voice, and Mao Rong's father coughed a few times in embarrassment, and arranged: "Then, Rong Rong, you sleep on the sofa and let Xiao Yu sleep on the bed."

Mao Rong pouted to express dissatisfaction: "This is my home, why should I sleep on the sofa!"

Mao Rong's father was about to scold him for being ignorant, but Yu Shucheng stood up and said, "I booked a room in a hotel outside, it's getting late, I'll go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow."

The problem was solved, and Mao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Mao Rong's father tried his best to wink at him and asked him to send Yu Shucheng off, but Mao Rong had no choice but to send him out of the house himself.

Downstairs, Mao Rong said coldly: "Tomorrow our family of three will go out, so don't come here."

He specifically emphasized the words "a family of three", clearly expressing his disapproval of the outsider in front of him.

Yu Shucheng and Mao Rong were standing downstairs facing each other. He had just put up 12 energies to deal with his parents. He was even more nervous than the first time he came on stage. exhausted.After finishing his last itinerary before the day today, he rushed to City S non-stop. He didn't know the place here well, and he was afraid of being recognized, so it was inconvenient to ask for directions. It took him a long time to find Mao Rong's house. Tired and hungry, very difficult.

Now that his stomach is full, but his heart has suffered a merciless blow, but he is still reluctant to be even a little bit fierce to this person in front of him.

Yu Shucheng sighed almost inaudibly, and replied "OK".

Mao Rong snorted and glared at him. He walked up to the stairs and thought about it, but he still couldn't get over it. He turned back and yelled at Yu Shucheng: "New Year's Eve, is this fun? Is there a camera hidden around? Why didn't I see that you are so boring, you, you, you, how can I tell my parents? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" While talking, he couldn't get angry, he raised his hand and punched Yu Shucheng in the chest.

Yu Shucheng could bear this little force, he stood still, and when Mao Rong's small fist was about to land for the third time, he grabbed Mao Rong's hand.

Mao Rong saw that he was silent all day long, but he didn't know that he would fight back. His body was so frightened that he froze, and he didn't dare to move, his eyes were closed, as if he was waiting to be beaten.

Yu Shucheng sighed inaudibly, and quickly untied the scarf around his neck with his other hand, and put it on for Mao Rong.

When Mao Rong walked out of the corridor, he was shivered by the cold wind outside. At this time, his neck suddenly felt warm. He slowly opened his eyes, and let go of his clenched fists. Finger, smelling the faint smell of pheromone that floated to the nose.

Yu Shucheng tied the scarf in front of his chest, rubbed the top of his hair at last, and asked softly and helplessly, "Do you really not remember me?"

Mao Rong accompanied his parents to watch the New Year until midnight. When the New Year's bell rang, the family wished each other a happy New Year and went back to their rooms to rest.

On the screen of the mobile phone lay the "Happy New Year" sent by the unlucky child, which reminded Mao Rong that when he saw Yu Shucheng's text message interface yesterday, he inadvertently saw that the name he had set for his number was "Baby", and his face was full of tears. Feeling hot, he put the phone upside down on the table, not wanting to reply.

On the first night of the new year, Mao Rong didn't sleep well.

The sound of firecrackers outside was one after another, and the fireworks blooming outside the window illuminated the night sky. He lay sideways on the bed, staring at him unblinkingly, and clusters of bright light and shadow reflected in his pupils.

He didn't want to think about those meaningless things, but Yu Shucheng's words before he left at night were like magic voices in his ears, lingering in his mind.

I met him?When did this happen?

He has liked me since three years ago?Then why have I not known anything about it for so many years?

False must be false!

Mao Rong shook his head, turned over and lay on his back, facing the ceiling and closing his eyes, trying to induce sleepiness, but there were colorful and strange lights flickering in front of his eyes, faintly at first, then as the fog gradually dispersed, some of them were forgotten in memory The sporadic images in the depths are connected to form a clear memory with beginning and end.

In the early hours of the morning, Mao Rong suddenly opened his eyes.

He remembered.