I want this sand sculpture

Du Yan, who finally regained consciousness with his desire to survive, hurriedly sent a message back to Song Qichen.

- Brother Chen, I was wrong!

- I fell asleep as soon as I got back yesterday

-【Kneel down.jpg】

- i ' m fine now , don ' t worry

- i guess you haven't woken up yet

- go to sleep [kiss]

After waiting for 2 minutes, the phone remained silent.

Guessing that Song Qichen was really still awake, Du Yan unplugged the charger, stuffed the mobile phone that had reached 20.00% and barely survived into his trouser pocket, and was about to go downstairs to buy a bucket of instant noodles.

It wasn't until he went downstairs, stood in the gray sky, and was shivered by the biting cold wind, that Du Yan realized that he went out without a coat.

Forget it, anyway, the commissary is not far away.

Thinking of this, Du Yan pulled up the round neck of the sweater, covered his neck, and trotted up.

The fat aunt in the commissary must have just opened the store. She was sitting in front of the cashier and eating hot buns when she was taken aback by the tall boy who jumped in and snorted and shivered.

"Why is this?" The fat aunt patted her chest when she saw the person coming, "It scared me so early in the morning."

"Running in the morning." Du Yan rubbed his face that was a little red from the cold, smiled at the fat aunt, and found the instant noodle section among the three shelves with ease.

"If you want me to tell you, you young people are not afraid of tossing around," the fat aunt complained indistinctly while biting the buns, "My son is clamoring for winter swimming every day, oh, it's so cold, it's really going down the river It’s amazing to freeze!”

Du Yan struggled in front of the shelf for a while, really couldn't make up his mind whether to choose the sauerkraut beef flavor or the pickled pepper chicken flavor, so he decided to buy both.

"That's right. I stay indoors in winter and don't like to move around." Du Yan carried four boxes of instant noodles to the cash register, put them on the table, thought for a while, then took a bag of instant noodles, and then took out Scan the QR code with your mobile phone, "Auntie, I'm on WeChat."

"Okay, a total of 25 yuan and six." The fat lady took a bag and put everything in it, "Aren't you going to run in the morning?"

"Why don't we just run back now?" After paying the money, Du Yan put away the phone, picked up the bag and gave the fat aunt a grin, jumped up and down twice, pulled up the sweater and ran out just like when he came here.

Du Yan ran back to his apartment, but luckily he didn't forget to bring the key.

The moment he turned on the light, the long-lost light surrounded him.Du Yan recharged his phone, then brought the electric kettle to boil water directly in the living room.

The blood was circulating, and his fingers gradually warmed up. Du Yan sat on the floor leaning against the edge of the sofa.

It was only now that he was ready to face the coming wind and rain, as well as... the loss in his heart that was so tiny that it could be ignored.

Du Guofeng hadn't looked for him since yesterday morning.

Perhaps from the very beginning of knowing about this matter until now, this busy father just set aside a little time for his son when he was free.

In Du Guofeng's eyes, the son with half of his blood on his body is far less important than a meeting or a deal in the company.

Du Yan hated his father very much, since childhood.

But in the deepest corner of his heart, there is still a small desire for fatherly love.

When Du Yan was very young, he would imagine that one day his father would tell him that he loved his mother and him very much, and that he did not abandon his mother.Or expect Du Guofeng to treat him better, take him to an amusement park, or just watch a movie with him at home, even if it's for compensation.

But he didn't.

Du Yan always stayed in the big house with his sister, even if there was bright sunlight outside the window, he still felt cold.

So, why bother?

Anyway, Du Guofeng didn't care what kind of Du Yan he was. What he was afraid of was that a gay son would spread the word and embarrass him.

Du Yan lowered his eyes and stared at his fingers, waiting quietly while the kettle made a sound.

The window lighted up slightly, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the thick winter clouds and hit the east-facing glass window. Today should be a sunny day.

After Du Yan finished a bowl of instant noodles with pickled pepper and chicken flavor, he realized that it didn't seem to be enough, so he tore open a second bucket.

When he was halfway pouring the water, the phone rang three times.

Du Yan quickly poured out the rest of the water, grabbed the plate, and picked up the phone with a fork in his mouth.

The moment Du Yan saw the news, the corners of Du Yan's lips raised uncontrollably.

Dust baby: I'm awake

Dust baby: show you something

Dust baby: [picture]

Du Yan glanced at the picture sent by Song Qichen, it seemed that it was taken in a certain breakfast shop, there were several tables, and there were a few uncles and aunts eating steamed buns and fritters and porridge, the camera was directed towards the door.

Du Yan looked at it for a long time, and then poked open the big picture and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't find where the "thing" Song Qichen told him to look at was.

Dust Baby: Is it cute?

cute?What's cute?

Isn't the old man with the plush hat on the table by the door cute?

- will you hit me if i say i didn ' t see it

Dust baby: yes

-...

- let me see again

Du Yan poked open the big picture again, looked carefully from top to bottom, and finally saw a small group of cute things in the corner of the wall outside the glass door.

A curled up white kitten.

-Meow?

Dust Baby: Hmm, is it cute?

Then Song Qichen sent another photo, in which he was touching the cat's head with his hands.

The boy's fingers were fair and slender, and the fingertips were a little red.This cat is not afraid of people at all. Feeling someone's touch, it raised its small face slightly to rub against the palm of the boy's hand.

It was only then that Du Yan realized that the cat was not completely white, but there was a small black spot on the top of the head near the left ear.

Imagining the picture of her boyfriend squatting obediently on the ground petting the cat, Du Yan couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

- not as cute as you

- don't touch it

- touch me

Song Qichen paused while stroking the kitten's hand, causing the little thing under his hand to let out a dissatisfied meow.

He thought about it, picked up the kitten in his left hand and held it in his arms, while carrying a few bags of breakfast in his right hand, he didn't forget to type and reply to his boyfriend.

-?

- are you jealous with a cat

Princess Du: No way?

Princess Du: How can it be touched by me?

- it can call

Princess Du: I can call you too!

Song Qichen looked at the screen amusedly, comforted the flustered cat in his arms, and moved his fingers.

- then you call a

Song Qichen originally wanted to tease Du Yan, but after a few seconds, Du Yan actually sent him a voice message.

After clicking on it, it was really Du Yan who stretched his throat a few times "meow".

What's even more amazing is that the kitten in his arms curled up obediently in his arms after hearing these meows.

After laughing for a long time, Song Qichen finally remembered that there was something more important.

- how is your dad doing

It took a while for Du Yan to reply.

Princess Du: I didn't go back, he is busy with the company and doesn't have time to talk to me

Song Qichen's Adam's apple twitched and he almost shuddered, so he asked Du Yan to stay at his house for a few days.

But thinking about his plan, he still only said a few insignificant words, and ended the chat hastily.

His plan was not to let Du Yan carry it alone.

So Song Qichen decided to have a showdown with his family, saying that he had a boyfriend and that he was gay.

Just in the Spring Festival this year, when his parents who couldn't understand him came back.

As for the future, it's still early.

Before he settled this issue, they couldn't let them see Du Yan.

Du Yan originally thought that he would not be able to confront Du Guofeng head-on until the end of the year, but he didn't expect his father to give him a death notice on the second day of the holiday.

On the phone, Du Guofeng lost his usual aggressiveness, he just told Du Yan calmly, "Come back, let's have a good talk".

It's just that Du Yan can't make a conclusion about what form this "talk" will develop into.

When Du Yan returned to the Du family's villa, he only brought a schoolbag with a few changes of clothes in it - fully prepared for the escape after the negotiation broke down.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ma was preparing lunch in the kitchen, Du Guofeng was already waiting for him on the sofa, with the same serious face that made Du Yan disgusted.

Seeing Du Yan enter the door, Du Guofeng nodded slightly as a greeting.

Du Yan squeezed the strap of his schoolbag, walked up to Du Guofeng, his lips were tightly drawn into a line.

After struggling for a long time, he finally called out: "Dad."

Du Guofeng raised his head and glanced at him, then said calmly: "Put down the bag, sit down."

Du Yan paused for a while, and sat down on the sofa next to Du Guofeng without putting away his bag.

"How did you do in the final exam?" Du Guofeng leaned forward and looked directly at Du Yan, with unpredictable emotions in his eyes, "I heard that Director Chen said that you failed English?"

"En." Du Yan responded with pursed lips, avoiding Du Guofeng.

"Did you fight?"

"Ah."

Du Guofeng sneered, relaxed his body and leaned back on the sofa, but what he said made Du Yan's heart shudder.

"I've raised you for so many years, and you are the No. 1 troublemaker every day. You can't see the results you get back once."

"Now tell me you're gay?"

Du Guofeng straightened up suddenly, and his voice raised a lot.

"Ha, my son who Du Guofeng has raised for 18 years is a pervert?"

"How do you tell me to be a man? Ah? How do you tell me to be a man?!"

"I've lost all my face!"

Du Yan tensed his body and did not speak.

He suddenly felt a little tired, as if all these years of rebellion were a joke.

His father never cared what he could look like, as long as he didn't embarrass him.

what.

"I'll transfer you to another school next semester. You can change your environment and see if you can change it." Du Guofeng said.

Du Yan finally opened his mouth again, and he said very forcefully: "No."

"No? I heard that the kid with you has good grades, right?" Du Guofeng continued, not entirely mocking in his tone.

"Why did he fall in love with you?"

"Tell me why people are interested in you? To show your face? Or to show you?"

Du Yan's hand on the sofa unconsciously clenched into a fist, with nails embedded in his palm.

Teeth were clenched, and the veins around the temples were bulging.

He stopped hiding, met Du Guofeng's gaze, and glared at him angrily.

And Du Guofeng's last words completely extinguished the little hope left in Du Yan's heart.

"You are as cheap as your mother."

Du Yan jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, kicked Du Guofeng with red eyes.