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Since that contact, Fang Qian and Jiang Fengdu have never been like this again.It seemed that the experience was just an accident, maybe it was too embarrassing afterwards, so no one mentioned it again.Like nothing happened that night.

Since he pretended not to know, Fang Qian really did so. The two got along as friendly as ever, but they felt that something was missing.

Both of them understand, and neither of them understand.

Except for this incident, everything was normal and ordinary.Fang Qian's exam also failed as expected, but it was only a few points away, and Fang Qian was not too worried.

Because he promised his parents that he would go back, Fang Qian booked a ticket early and set off on the second day of the holiday.Originally, he planned to stay with his parents for a whole vacation, but later, Jiang Fengdu said, don't you want to spend a Spring Festival?So later, I only planned to go for ten days and come back before the Spring Festival.

So it's settled.

At six o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Fang Qian arrived at the airport.

"You guys go back first." Fang Qian read the freshman novel.

"Goodbye, brother." Doudou waved reluctantly.Jiang Fengdu had prepared him mentally for this, otherwise there would be trouble again.

"Goodbye." Jiang Fengdu said.

"Goodbye, I'll be back in a few days."

Fang Qian looked back several times, and both of them stood there stupidly, with no intention of going back, but also helpless, "I'm leaving, don't stand there."

In the end, the two left under Fang Qian's persuasion.

Fang Qian suddenly felt like leaving home, but he was obviously going home.Fang Qian thought that if he stayed at Jiang Fengdu's house forever, he would leave reluctantly in the end.

The thirteen-hour flight made Fang Qian very tired. When he arrived in England, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning, and when the cold wind blew in the middle of the night, his whole body was shivering.

The person who came to pick him up was his cousin, a very gentle man who worked as a middle school teacher and had a mixed-race baby at home.

Cousin is a very nice person, and when he heard that Fang Qian was coming back, he was happy to come even in the middle of the night.

"How is life in China?"

"Very good." Fang Qian said without thinking.

"It seems that you like that place very much. I haven't been there yet." My cousin's voice was full of envy.

"You can take Miria to see." Miria is his wife.

"I hope there is a chance."

They all immigrated here in the generation of their parents. At that time, their cousin was not born yet, so they didn't know what China was like at all.Although there is also a Chinatown here, the Chinatown is completely different from the real one.

My cousin sent him home, and when he entered the house, his parents were not asleep and were waiting for him.

"Oh, Floria, welcome home." Mother Fang hugged her child tightly.

"Finally back." Father Fang said.

"I'm back." Fang Qian also hugged his mother tightly.

"Is it a little fatter?" Mother Fang looked carefully, thinking that her son would be uncomfortable living in China, but she didn't expect to gain weight.

"Really?" Fang Qian touched his face, but didn't feel that he had gained weight.

Fang's father also took a look, "Well, your complexion is much better than before."

Fang Qian thought, he ate a lot at Jiang Fengdu's house, but he wouldn't be able to eat such good food at school.

"Then I'll go first, bye." My cousin looked at them with a smile, feeling that he could go home after completing the task.

"Why don't you just sleep here?" Fang's mother insisted.

"I have class tomorrow, so I don't have time to sleep here." My cousin said, "I won't disturb your reunion, bye."

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye to her cousin, Fang's mother made some late-night snacks for Fang Qian. Fang Qian was still a little unaccustomed to eating this Western-style meal.

Fang Qian's room is still the same as before. His parents have already made the bed for him, washed up quickly, and lying on the bed, feeling these familiar and unfamiliar environments, he has been away from home for more than four months.

Because of the time difference, even though he was tired from the long distance, Fang Qian still didn't want to sleep much. Calculating the time, Jiang Fengdu and the others should be in the morning.I don't know what to do now.

Fang Qian didn't know if calling would harass him, so he just sent a text message saying he was here.

But soon, someone called and it was Jiang Fengdu.

"I'm Jiang Fengdu."

"Well, I know. Are you busy? Why did you call me?"

"I received your text message, did you eat?"

"Eat it, did Doudou make trouble?"

"No, I told him that if there is trouble, brother will not come back."

"Really? Well, everything is fine here."

"Me too."

"Ah."

"Remember to come back."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qian felt that he still had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.Feeling a little disappointed, Fang Qian had to admit that he really wanted to go back now.

Because there is no jet lag, even if he is very tired, Fang Qian only wakes up after four hours of sleep. When he wakes up, his parents just wake up.

"Good morning, Floria."

"Good morning, mom."

"This is your breakfast."

"Oh!" Fang Qian looked at the bread and ham on the plate in front of him, and he couldn't eat it. When he was dreaming just now, he was still thinking about the breakfast Jiang Fengdu made.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly discovered that breakfast is not millet porridge." Fang Qian said.

"Son, my mother's craftsmanship has improved a lot. If you want to eat Chinese food, I can make it for you."

"Forget it, mom, this is enough."

Dad, who was sitting on the sidelines reading the newspaper, suddenly said, "You don't like to speak English very much anymore."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Qian was also stunned for a while, yes, when did he get used to speaking Chinese.

"It's been a long time," Fang Qian said.

"It's okay. If you want to settle in China in the future, your mother will agree."

"Well, I don't have such an idea yet." But this idea moved Fang Qian's heart.

"Who knows what will happen in the future?" Mother Fang didn't think it was a big deal.

After breakfast, my parents went to work in the hospital. Fang Qian was bored and didn't know what to do.I took a walk in the street outside, but unfortunately there is no pet dog to walk, and walking aimlessly is boring enough.

But what surprised him was that he would meet a friend of his, and he hadn't told his friend that he was back.

"Hey, Floria! When did you come back?" His friend asked in surprise, giving him a warm hug.My friend is a painter, and he usually doesn't leave the house, so his skin looks very fair, much paler than that of the British natives.

"Early this morning." Fang Qian returned him a warm hug.

"Oh, my God, you didn't tell me about your return."

"You are obsessed with the world of comics all day, I am sorry to disturb you. How did you come out, don't tell me you are taking a walk."

The two sat down on a bench by the street.

"No, no, no, I'm looking for inspiration. I thought about it all night and still don't know what to do, so I came out to look for inspiration. Maybe I can get some unexpected gains." The friend said.

"Did you find it?" Fang Qian asked.

"I haven't found a gay yet." He looked around without giving up.

Fang Qian's manga friend is gay and has come out with his family, but he doesn't have a boyfriend yet.Most of his comics are also related to homosexuality.You may not be able to imagine a boy's manga without war and suspense, but full of pink love bubbles.

"Keep looking, I'm going home first." Fang Qian said.

"Why are you in a hurry to go back? Talk to me, maybe it can give me some inspiration." The friend stopped him.

"My friends in China are not gay, how can I inspire you?"

"Then tell me about yourself."

"Me? I don't have a love story to draw for you." Fang Qian said.

"Tell me about your experience, maybe I can imagine you as the person in the painting."

At the request of his friend, Fang Qian roughly told his story in China, but of course he didn't talk about his feelings for Jiang Fengdu.At first, my friend felt a little bored, but his eyes became brighter and brighter after hearing it.

Fang Qian looked at his eyes that were about to shine and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"My God, I think I can draw several comics. Your stories are really wonderful. I think that Mr. Jiang you mentioned probably likes you. If you are willing to say more, I can deduce it Will there be ambiguous between you?"

Fang Qian was really afraid that once the matter passed through his mind, it would become another kind. Did he know that there were some colorful ones in the cartoons he drew.

"These inspirations should be enough, right? I really want to go back." Fang Qian fled in a panic.

Well, he was still very afraid that his friends would find out his feelings for Jiang Fengdu.Does Jiang Fengdu really like to talk about it? Anyway, the matter is not a word, so it is hard to say what will happen to him and Jiang Fengdu.

He also doesn't like others to tell him when to do this and when to do that, so that's fine, everything comes naturally.

At noon, I had a casual meal, and received a call from Doudou. It was already dark in their place, and Doudou had finished school.

Suddenly I feel that life here is very boring, and now I am alone at home.

After reading a few books I liked very much and watching a few movies I liked, Fang Qian felt empty in his heart because of jet lag and his head swelled.

My parents also raised the topic of emotions with me at night, asking myself if there is anyone I like in China.

Fang Qian said, I have someone I like, he is a man, he is my landlord.

The parents were just surprised for a while. After all, they never knew that their child was gay, and the person he liked turned out to be his landlord. They knew that the landlord had a child.

"Then does he know your feelings?"

"I don't know, I haven't said yet."

"Then are you sure he will reject you?"

Fang Qian shook his head.

"In this case, son, you can try it. No matter what the result is, you will only know if you try it. Maybe you will miss it if you don't say it?"

Yes, what if I miss it?But Jiang Fengdu loved his son very much, it was a part of his life, if someday there were unavoidable conflicts between him and his son, who would he choose, it must be his son, there was no doubt about it.

Their relationship is too deep.

Fang Qian admitted that he was afraid to face it.Not free and easy at all.Coward, coward, coward.

He hoped that Jiang Fengdu would bring up this topic first, but he didn't dare to take the initiative.

On the days when their parents were resting, they went skiing with Fang Qian, watched ice sculptures and went swimming in winter.

But none of this excites him. The happiest and most unpredictable time for him is when the plane lands in China ten days later, when he walks out and sees one big and one small standing there waiting for him.

Both sad and happy.

Then there was a hug, and it had been more than a month since the last hug.

The man hugged Fang Qian and said to him, "Welcome back."