What if there are no inhibitors?

"I..." Song Zhiwei tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't checked yet."

"Then check it quickly." Han Lu's tone was a little anxious.

"Oh." Song Zhiwei obediently typed on the computer, holding the mobile phone, crying and laughing: "No, there are too many people checking scores now, and the network is too slow, I can't squeeze in."

Han Lu took a deep breath and said "Mmm".

Song Zhiwei got up and opened the window. The beautiful pruning scenery in the garden was refreshing. He held the mobile phone and said "ahhhh" to the sky silently. In order not to disturb the people, he restrained himself from saying "ahhh".

marvelous!Why is Han Lu so good! ! !

As expected of my boyfriend.

Awesome!

"Ah..." After finishing, he wandered around the room like a headless chicken, trying to consume excess passion.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the room. If there were people, they would see him smiling so sweetly in the air.

After a while, there was no movement on the phone. After getting excited, he asked Han Lu, "Are you unhappy?"

"happy."

Song Zhiwei curled his lips: "I feel like you're not very happy..."

"I want to see your grades." Han Lu squeezed his temples, leaned back on the sofa, his shoulders were tense.

"What?" Song Zhiwei raised his eyebrows: "Do you not trust me?"

"How dare you."

"Weiwei!" Liu Fengxia knocked on the door outside: "Is it possible to check the results of the college entrance examination?"

"Yes." Song Zhiwei said as if making a phone call.

"Then I'll hang up first, and tell me as soon as I know the result." Han Lu said.

"Okay." Song Zhiwei walked over to open the door.

Both parents are at home today.

Song Zhiwei sat in the middle, and his parents sat on both sides.They are all waiting for the network to be less stuck.

He's been taking deep breaths, and his expression is tense.This kind of waiting is really hard, no matter whether it is heaven or hell, he wants to come sooner.

Because Song's father and Song's mother are adults who have experienced too much, their expressions are not as happy as his.But it can also be seen that he is very concerned, both pairs of eyes are fixed on the screen.

The moment the results jumped out, Song Zhiwei's heart felt as comfortable as a massage, and he breathed steadily while facing the sea.Anyway, it is unobstructed and very comfortable.

Name: Song Zhiwei

Test number: oooo

Score: 554

Provincial rank: 68013

He stood up abruptly, "I'm going to make a phone call."

Regardless of the faces of the parents behind them, they ran straight to a quiet place.

If he saw his parents' faces change from happy to gloomy in an instant, he might be able to guess something.

"Pick up the phone, answer the phone." Before dialing, he became anxious, and after dialing, he only "beeped" for a while, and the phone was picked up, and his voice was impatient: "554, I am on the line! !"

"Great." Han Lu's tone was too high.

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

"How

What a? "

Han Lu stabilized his tone: "It's nothing, something fell."

Song Zhiwei recalled the sound just now, it should be that Han Lu suddenly jumped up and hit something.

Thinking that the other party was so happy because of him, he felt indescribable emotions, walked up and down the corridor with his feet on his feet, and scratched the wall with his fingertips.

Not to mention that Han Lu was excited, he couldn't stop because of his excitement, he always wanted to touch something to distract him.

"Let me tell you, I have planned what the house we will live in will look like in the future?"

"Really?" Han Lu on the other end of the phone calmed down and asked with great interest, "What is it like?"

"It's not too big, but it's decorated warmly."

"Ah."

"It has to be between our two schools."

"Ah."

"I want to keep a pet. It's a tortoise. What do you want to keep? Most people prefer cats and dogs."

"You." blurted out.

"Ok?"

"You." Han Lu repeated again.

Song Zhiwei turned around and found a nearby guest room, turned on the air conditioner inside, let the air conditioner start to cool directly from 18 degrees, and finally asked coldly: "Am I a pet?"

"No, but I just want to support you." Han Lu replied with a smile. Compared with the usual male voice, he was less hoarse and more youthful.But it still sounded numb.

Song Zhiwei couldn't bear such a straight ball, and the way he treated it was to destroy the atmosphere.

"Bah, shameless. Han Lu, you're getting more and more scumbag now." He glanced at the air-conditioning panel in his hand, and lowered the temperature by two degrees.

He didn't believe it. Hey, this sudden body heat problem can't be cured.

"Oh."

"Hmm..." Song Zhiwei glanced outside the door, his parents were outside, and they had a good chance of guessing who they were calling.

He was slightly reluctant: "I'll hang up first, let's talk at night. My parents are still outside."

Han Lu paused: "Okay."

The parents were still sitting in their original positions, Song Zhiwei slowly rowed over, sitting like a good baby: "I'm done."

"Hmm." Liu Fengxia asked, "Did Han Lu study in Bingcheng?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhiwei's hairs immediately stood on end.

Just before the college entrance examination, he himself said that he yearned for Bingcheng.Parents will not let them in a city.

But looking at the parents' expressions, they were very peaceful, as if they really cared.

Uncertain for a moment, he asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"Just ask." Liu Fengxia picked up the oranges on the table, and slowly peeled the oranges one by one: "Bingcheng is the largest economy in the north, so there is nothing wrong with him wanting to study in Bingcheng."

"He is the number one scholar in our province." Song Zhiwei raised his head and chest.

"Provincial No. [-] Scholar?" Father Song was surprised.

Liu Fengxia also stopped peeling the oranges.

Obviously, no matter how powerful the successful person is, no matter how unashamed the character of the big boss is, he will still be surprised by a provincial champion.

"That's right." Song Zhiwei said with a smile, looking happier than if he got a score in a counterattack.

Liu Fengxia and Father Song looked at each other, both in a delicate mood.

"Why?" Song Zhiwei said, "Isn't that a good result?"

The unhappiness on his face was almost turned into substance.

"Awesome." Father Song patted Song Zhiwei on the shoulder: "You go into the room to play, and I will discuss something with your mother."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei got up obediently, opened the door and didn't go in. Instead, he stood outside and closed the door. He came to the corner lightly and squatted down at the corner of the wall.

"Can Weiwei hear you?"

As soon as Liu Fengxia finished speaking, Song Zhiwei's heart arose.

Sure enough, they were tricky.

"It's too close to his room, let's go out and talk." Father Song got up after finishing speaking.

Then Liu Fengxia got up and followed him, and the two went to the small garden balcony on the second floor.

Song Zhiwei pursed his lips and followed behind stealthily.

Liu Fengxia's voice was filled with wind: "What did you do when your expression changed so quickly just now? Weiwei almost found out."

"The provincial champion, aren't you surprised?"

"It's none of my business." Liu Fengxia's tone was subtly sour, and she folded her arms gracefully across her chest,

Father Song said with emotion: "It would be great if he was a woman."

Liu Fengxia did not reply.

Father Song went on to say, "However, if that kid from the Han family is really a girl, we, Weiwei, are not good enough for him."

"You." Liu Fengxia glared at him, but didn't curse at anyone.

Because Father Song was right.

Judging from the economic conditions that their family is most proud of, his family is actually not comparable to the Han family.

Not to mention the child Han Lu, who is a dragon and phoenix among the people who can be seen at a glance, and he will definitely have a lot of achievements in the future.

If Weiwei married such a young lady who is both virtuous and talented, with a family and beauty.

He looks like a door-to-door son-in-law.

Liu Fengxia said: "You don't grow others' aspirations and destroy your own prestige, I think that's the same for Han Lu."

Father Song sighed and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.The mechanical sound at the moment when an expensive lighter is ignited is different from that of an ordinary lighter.

A small cluster of flames fluttered, and the cigarette butt sparkled.

Father Song took a deep breath: "If Han Lu were those messy people outside, I would have slapped Weiwei on the face long ago."

"But now, I'm afraid that Weiwei will hate us."

Song Zhiwei, who was hiding in the dark, raised his eyes, his fingers gripped the edge of the wall tightly, and his breathing slowed down for a few seconds.

"Oh." Liu Fengxia sneered: "Then you let them be together?"

"What do you think?" Father Song asked back.

He is quite confused.

If the two children were left in someone else's house, he would even boast that they were a good match.

But put it in his own home.

He really didn't want his child to be gay.

Liu Fengxia said: "If we leave all our property to Weiwei, he will never get married or have children, and he can live comfortably. But what if he and Han Lu break up at the age of 50?"

Song's father took a deep breath: "You can get married again, anyway, money is not a problem. As for the child, you can follow Mr. Li's family to find a surrogate. You don't know how powerful Mr. Li's 'daughter-in-law' is. Help me." He has many sons. With Han Lu, Weiwei must be taken care of more, so it might be better than finding a daughter-in-law."

Liu Fengxia gave him a blank look, and Father Song suddenly didn't dare to speak.From the fact that Han Lu took care of Weiwei more, he thought of some bad things.He heard that the gay scene seems to be divided into attack and accept.

Fortunately Liu Fengxia didn't react, otherwise he would have been pouted.

"That kid Han Lu is a ghost, what if he cheats on Weiwei's money?" Liu Fengxia became angrier as she spoke, with a hint of sarcasm: "I don't think you need to cheat, as long as Weiwei likes the other party, just give it up."

"According to the upbringing of the Han family, it shouldn't be. His father's company is bigger than ours."

"Are there still few examples of cannibalism in business wars? You don't want the wealth at your fingertips?"

Song's father said, "So we still have to secretly change Weiwei's wish?"