only love waiting for you

In the evening, Ling Han opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the night scene outside the window, and was stunned for a while, hey, wasn't he in the car, when did he get home?With doubts, Ling Han pushed open the bedroom door, and before he came back to his senses, he met his mother's inquiring gaze.

Ling Han coughed dryly, "Mom, why are you looking at me like that, don't you recognize me?"

Ling's mother looked away, walked to the dining table and sat down, "Stop talking, wash your hands, and come over to eat!"

Rewind the time to an hour ago, Ling's mother finished tidying up Ling Han's room, it was already past 4 pm, logically speaking, the child should have arrived home long ago, what happened today?So he dialed Ling Han's cell phone.

Ling Han fell asleep in a daze and suddenly heard the phone ringing, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Zhang Fan looking at him with a smile in his eyes, and said vaguely, "Answer the phone, don't disturb me to sleep.", tilted his head I fell asleep again.

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, and picked up the call from Ling Han's mother. Before he could speak, a urging voice came from the receiver, "Xiao Han, why aren't you home yet?"

"Auntie, I'm Zhang Fan. We're downstairs. He's asleep. I'll take him up later."

When Ling's mother heard Zhang Fan's voice, she immediately made a 180-degree turn and said enthusiastically, "Oh, it's Xiaofan. I haven't come to play for a long time. Wake him up when he falls asleep. This kid, It's really worrying, do you need me to go downstairs?"

"No, Auntie will open the door for me later."

"Okay, then trouble you."

"No trouble, I'll see you later, Auntie." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan gently pushed Ling Han on the co-pilot, and seeing that he didn't show signs of waking up, Zhang Fan simply got out of the car, opened the door, and picked up Ling Han carefully. Although Ling Han moved gently, he still inevitably disturbed the sleeping person. Fortunately, Ling Han only frowned uncomfortably, and did not wake up.

Carefully carried Ling Han upstairs, and under the guidance of Ling's mother, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt, Zhang Fan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. "He's obviously a boy, yet he has a faint deodorant on his body..." Zhang Fan sneered secretly, but his face was slightly flushed, and he always felt that the deodorant was not going to go away, which made him suddenly feel impulsive.

People who are sleeping will naturally not notice Zhang Fan's entanglement. He fell asleep quietly, dreaming of something, and a smile bloomed quietly.

Staring blankly at the smile on Ling Han's face, Zhang Fan's eyes were full of pampering, he stretched out his hand to brush the hair on his face, Ling Han subconsciously took his hand, closed his eyes and said in a daze, "Honey, don't trouble."

Zhang Fan leaned down and whispered in Ling Han's ear, "Baby, be obedient and sleep well." After speaking, seeing that Ling Han was fast asleep again, he gently withdrew his hand, walked out of the bedroom lightly, and closed it. Door.

Mother Ling watched the intimate interaction between the two children, and quietly left the room, feeling happy or worried?He just walked to the sofa and sat down, looking in the direction of Ling Han's bedroom. After a while, seeing Zhang Fan walking out of the bedroom, he couldn't help but call out to him, "Xiaofan, come and sit down, chat with auntie for a while."

Zhang Fan didn't know how much Ling Han's mother had seen just now, so he sat down nervously, "Auntie, do you have anything to ask?"

Mother Ling had already thought about something to say in her heart, but when Zhang Fan asked her, she didn't know what to say, so she thought about it and said, "No, I just want to ask you if you want to stay for dinner. , Xiao Han's father always heard me mentioning you, and said he wanted to meet you!"

Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and declined politely: "Auntie, I'm really sorry, the company is not on holiday yet, I have to rush back to the company to deal with some things, I will definitely visit you next time."

"Okay, then drive carefully on the road, Auntie won't keep you, next time you must play for two more days."

"Well, goodbye auntie."

Mother Ling watched Zhang Fan leave, and she also breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't expect acting to be so tiring.In fact, when she exited the bedroom just now, when she heard Ling Han calling her husband, she already understood everything. Although she didn't mind her son being with a man, but seeing two men making love to each other was still somewhat unacceptable.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, my son, whoever he likes to be with, as long as he is happy.

Time returned to the dining table again, Ling Han was eating absent-mindedly, looking at his mother from time to time, always feeling that the atmosphere was not right, he thought for a while and said: "Mom, why hasn't my father come back yet? Working overtime again?"

"Well, come back later, you said you are a little heartless, you haven't been home for half a year, what are you doing on weekends? I don't miss mom, mom is so sad!" After Ling's mother finished speaking, she pretended Feeling wronged, he held his mouth shut and looked at Ling Han pitifully.

Ling Han couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, what kind of trouble is Mom trying to make?What else can he do on weekends, can he say that he is having sex with men on weekends?Of course not, so he smiled awkwardly, "Mom, what can I do on weekends, read a book, after all, I'm a junior, and there are many elective courses, so hurry up and eat!"

Ling's mother sniffed aggrievedly, and said a line full of secondary feelings: "Then you have to spend more time with mother, or mother will be angry!"

"Mom, what are you trying to do?" Ling Han had no strength to support his forehead, and finally said the most powerless words tonight.

Ling's mother completely ignored Ling Han's helplessness, she buried her head and continued to eat, her son was just there to tease her.

After Ling Han finished his meal, he hurried back to the bedroom. After locking the door, he dialed Zhang Fan's phone. The phone rang and was picked up. Zhang Fan's slightly tired voice came over, "Baby, you miss me. Yet?"

Ling Han always couldn't cope with Zhang Fan's straightforward questions every time he called, "Uh, that...my mother didn't say anything to you today, did she?"

Zhang Fan tapped his finger on the table, frowned slightly and asked, "No, what's the matter, baby?"

Ling Han hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "I always feel that my mother is very abnormal today, as if she already knows about our business, I'm afraid..."

Zhang Fan's tone of affirmation and without hesitation interrupted Ling Han's next words, "I'm here."

With me here, only one sentence, three words, but it touched Ling Han's heart.

"Ah."

"So...don't think too much about it."

"Yeah." The corner of Ling Han's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and his smiling eyes said everything.

Because, I am here.

So, don't overthink it.

I won't think about it anymore, because you are here.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Han turned around and threw himself on the quilt, sniffing the smell of the sun in the quilt, lazily and slightly intoxicated, he couldn't help the ripples of happiness rippling in his heart, leisurely and intoxicated.

On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, after the annual meeting, most of the employees in the company were given an early vacation and went home for the new year. There were only a few project team members who needed urgent follow-up, his secretary, and his boss on the whole floor. .

Zhang Fan stood up, stretched his waist, sat for the whole afternoon, his back was really sore, he walked to the window, there were many cars on the road, most of them were rushing home.He tidied up the things on the table, picked up his coat, hung the scarf around his neck, and pushed the door to go out.Hearing the movement, the secretary hurriedly raised his head and asked the boss what he needed with his eyes.

"Let's stop here today. Tell the project team members to go home early and have a good year." Zhang Fan said while putting on his coat, and gave the secretary a smile. calmed down.

She hasn't been here for a long time, and she usually only thinks that the boss is vigorous, serious and cautious, and handsome, but too cold and difficult to get close to, this smile softens the lines on his face, and he looks a bit like a neighbor Brother's gentleness.When she came back to her senses, the boss had already disappeared from her sight.

After Zhang Fan got home, he took a hasty shower and lay down on the bed, but Ling Han's voice and smile were all in his mind, and every word he said still seemed to linger in his ears at this moment. It turns out that longing is really an elusive kind Things like a shadow, haunting my heart silently, engulfing me in loneliness in a blink of an eye, I can't resist, especially at night, I miss you so much that I can't breathe, Han, do you miss me the same?

Ling Han is wrapped tightly in the quilt and tossing [zhǎn] on the bed, as if he wants to toss [niǎn] the memory etched in his heart; or he hugs the pillow and buries his head deeply in the pillow, just like he buried his head in his arms before , legs pressed against his legs, so that he can fall asleep...

Ling Han reached out to pick up the cell phone on the bedside table, looked at it, it was one o'clock in the morning, thought of something, edited a text message and sent it to Zhang Fan, yawned, his eyelids drooped, feeling drowsy, and put the phone back to its original place after it was muted , Pull the quilt over the top of the head and sleep with the head covered.

Zhang Fan reached out to pick up the cell phone that was constantly flashing on the bedside table, and after a closer look, it turned out that it was a text message from Ling Han, "Give me a fan-shaped pillow before the Chinese New Year, I miss you!" (shy expression)', tapped the phone screen with his finger, and quickly replied, 'Okay, see you tomorrow! '

After a night without dreams, Zhang Fan woke up early due to his own biological clock. He swept away the fatigue from yesterday and was full of energy today.

After Zhang Fan woke up, he drove to Ling Han's house, thinking that in two hours, he would be able to see the baby he hadn't seen for a week, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and his mood followed the constant receding outside the car window. The scenery can also be pleasant and carefree.

Dating always makes people happy, baby, I'm here to pick you up!

Ling Han got up early one day, because he didn't know what time it was when he woke up, and he was a little confused. When he was hesitating whether to get up or continue to sleep, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated. Ling Han rubbed his eyes and yawned when he answered the phone. It also revealed the laziness and hoarseness of just getting up, "What happened so early?"

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his gaze to look at the time on the dashboard in the car, "It's getting late, it's past ten o'clock. Shall we have a date today?"

Ling Han rubbed his hair, and accidentally said soberly: "Okay, come and pick me up!"

Zhang Fan stroked the steering wheel of the Ferrari with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Go downstairs now, I'll wait for you!"

"En." Ling Han responded lightly, then hung up the phone.