There is a gang [Sword Three]

Huang Sheng thought for a while, then suddenly jumped up, ran up the stairs, and grabbed Xiao Qi's wrist: "Oh, let me talk to Pudding, you go and rest."

Xiao Qi looked at him in surprise.

"If the talk doesn't go well, just because of your petty temper, that kid will have a rebellious mentality." Huang Sheng didn't say it explicitly, and he was born to the same mother as Pudding. However, Xiao Qi does not necessarily understand the sensitivity of these words.

Xiao Qi joked: "It seems that you are quite good at raising children?"

"Of course." Huang Sheng nodded his nose, "Here are the results."

"...Even taking advantage of me?" Xiao Qi raised his eyebrows, "Is it itchy again?"

"Shou Xiao, abstinence, understand?" Huang Sheng touched between his legs, nimbly dodged his hand, turned around and went upstairs quickly.

Pudding was sitting on the swing on the balcony with his back facing him, when he heard footsteps behind him, he looked back and saw that it was Huang Sheng, and heaved a sigh of relief: "That woman is pregnant with Daddy's child?"

"Ah."

"Why is Dad always like this!"

"You don't have any reverence for marriage." Huang Sheng sat on the rattan chair next to him, stretched out one foot, and kicked the swing board, making the pudding dangle more.

"Dad is actually... not a qualified father," Pudding slumped in the swing, "he is almost 50 years old, and that woman is still so young..."

"Young and beautiful."

"There are so many beautiful women, does he want to marry them back home?"

"If you can marry one, it counts as one."

"Is that how he married his mother back then? I know that my mother married my father because she was pregnant with me. At that time, brother Qi's mother was still sick... I looked down on them!"

Huang Sheng frowned slightly, looking at the young man in front of him, the afternoon sun shone in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains and fell on his head, turning his short hair golden.

Pudding drooped his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, so he heard his deep voice say: "Sometimes I really feel that it's unfair. The classmates and parents around me are very nice. Why should I be born in such a family? With a... original sin."

"I've been in pain before," Huang Sheng said, "Why is everyone so happy, and I'm the only one who doesn't love my mother or my father?"

Pudding looked up at him.

"When I was young, a playground was built near my home, and my classmates went to play with their parents, but I never went there," Huang Sheng said with a slight smile on his face, as if he was telling someone else's story, "They will come back and play with you." I talked about how fun it was, how high the Ferris wheel was, and how exciting the pirate ship was, and then I was about to celebrate my birthday, and I didn’t know where I got the confidence from, I thought my father would take me there once.”

"Didn't he take you there?"

"Well, the old man doesn't even remember when I celebrate my birthday."

"Ah... shit!"

"Then I went by myself," Huang Sheng laughed triumphantly, "At night, I climbed in from the fence, and I played in the entire playground for hours, and found that everyone lied to me. It's not fucking fun at all!"

Pudding looked at him blankly: "Isn't it fun? I think it's okay."

"Later I found out that other people's playgrounds are dynamic. When I went there, the whole venue was powered off and it was dark. The Ferris wheel just stood there, and the pirate ship couldn't shake. It's fun to have ghosts." gone."

"Hahaha..." Pudding was amused, "Then have you been there again?"

"No," Huang Sheng shook his head, "There are some things that you won't like anymore after that age."

"No way, there are many grown-ups on TV who go to the playground. It's very romantic for two people to ride on the merry-go-round."

"I've been single for 24 years, why should I be so romantic?"

Pudding blinked curiously: "Are you my brother's first love?"

"Damn, what are you asking for?" Huang Sheng stared, and looked back guiltily, thinking that Xiao Qi shouldn't be hiding in the corner and eavesdropping, so he lowered his voice, "Is first love not good?"

"I haven't given away my first love yet." Pudding said enviously.

"It's nothing," Huang Shengyu comforted him earnestly, "Not only did you not send out your first love, you also didn't send out your first kiss and first night."

"Hey! You are going too far!!!"

"You're only 16 years old, what's the rush?" Huang Sheng kept pedaling on the swing, "I didn't even know I was gay when I was 16."

Pudding rolled his eyes, and asked in a low voice with a subtle expression, "How did you find out that you are gay?"

"In the first year of high school, in the physical education class, the boys all played basketball. After the game, a sports student took off his shirt, revealing his tendons, took a bottle of mineral water and poured it down, and then poured the remaining half bottle The water poured down on your head," Huang Sheng said with a smile, "You are so handsome! At that time, I screamed with the girl next to me."

"Damn it!" Pudding was dumbfounded, "You like him? Then did you confess?"

"Tell me about Bai! I found out that I like the same sex, so I was scared to death, okay? There is no one of the same kind around me. I am scared and sad, but I dare not tell anyone. I can only write it down in my diary." Huang Shengyi Sighing dejectedly, "The diary was taken by his half-brother to read in front of the whole family."

"What?" Pudding was taken aback and asked anxiously, "And then?"

"Then I was beaten." Huang Sheng gestured with his thumb and index finger, "Slap me with such a thick belt, damn it, it really hurts, I can't get used to that kind of pain after being beaten since I was a child. "

Pudding's whole face wrinkled: "Why is this..."

"Who told me to be born gay and born into such a family?"

Pudding sighed: "This world is so unfair."

"The world is inherently unfair. It is better to hope for world peace than to hope for world fairness," Huang Sheng said nonchalantly. "I used to be very angry. Why should I suffer so much when others are so happy? Look at it, you can’t choose your original family, but you can stay away, you can work hard to get rid of the influence of your family, and you can try not to let yourself be assimilated by them.”

"That's right," Pudding muttered, "I used to be quite afraid that I would become a man like my father..."

"No." Huang Sheng laughed and said firmly, "You will become a man like Xiao Qi."

"..." Pudding was silent.

Huang Sheng was taken aback: "Huh? You don't want to resemble your brother?"

"Also...it's okay."

Huang Sheng could hear the perfunctory in his voice, and asked in surprise, "Do you think Xiao Qi is not good?"

Pudding asked back, "Do you think my brother is fine?"

"Hmm!"

"..." Pudding hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "My brother is too tired to live, I don't want to be like him, I want to live a more carefree and happy life."

There was still a smile on the corner of Huang Sheng's lips, but his eyes gradually sank, Pudding said well, Xiao Qi was too tired from life, he was always used to carrying everything by himself, but didn't say anything.

A few days ago, looking at Pudding's sad expression, he couldn't help but think of the scene when Xiao Qi's mother passed away. At that time, Uncle Xiao was immersed in the happiness of his wife and young son, and when he was heartless not to see his ex-wife for the last time, the young Xiao Qi How is Qi feeling?

He never told himself what happened back then, as if those overwhelming disappointments and resentments never existed.

Pudding was sensitive to the change in his expression, and said anxiously: "Hey, I don't mean anything else, my brother is fine!"

"I understand what you mean," Huang Sheng said with a smile, "Don't think about it, everyone has their own way of life, maybe your brother doesn't feel tired, but thinks he's carrying it."

"That's the best."

When sleeping at night, Huang Sheng was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. Xiao Qi walked in with a towel wrapped around his waist, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch his slender waist.

Huang Sheng avoided his hand, squirmed and moved a few centimeters to the side, giving him half of the bed.

"Hide what?"

"What do you think I'm hiding?"

Xiao Qi thought it was funny, looked down at him, and said with a smile: "You really pay attention to keeping filial piety?"

"No way? I'm such a traditional person!" Huang Sheng stared at the phone, talking nonsense.

"Okay, how long will it take?"

"Three years!"

"Bullshit."

"Hey, you are so unfilial."

"Is it meaningful to keep filial piety? It's already burned to ashes." Xiao Qi took his mobile phone, forced him to look at him, and smiled, "I won't touch you for three years? It would be easier to just kill me."

Huang Sheng laughed, and lay on the bed with his hands under his head, looking at him: "I'm just kidding, look at you."

"I know." Xiao Qi leaned over and kissed him.

Huang Sheng smiled and kissed him, and said softly: "Take it easy, don't get angry, I don't want to do it here."

"Don't like it here?"

"Don't you like it?"

Xiao Qi turned his head, looked around the room, and smiled lightly: "We will go back to Hexi tomorrow and let Pudding live on the side. This house... will be sold after the property inheritance procedures are completed. ?”

"How much money can be sold?"

"I don't know, I think I can give you a golden house."

"Fuck you!"

Xiao Qi untied the bath towel, lay on the bed, hugged Huang Sheng into his arms, took a deep breath greedily, and whispered: "I really want to hide your golden house so that no one can see you except me."

"Actually, I don't have much opinion, it's just that my 'Jiao' seems a bit big," Huang Sheng joked, "The Golden House needs to be bigger, otherwise it won't be able to hide."

Xiao Qi was amused, hugged him and kissed for a while, the two were lying on the bed playing with each other's fingers, Xiao Qi suddenly said: "How about we go to the playground after your birthday?"

"Wow!" Huang Sheng exclaimed, "Why are you eavesdropping on my heart-to-heart conversation with Pudding?"

"Ah."

"Damn, you actually shamelessly admitted it." Huang Sheng complained, "But I don't want to go to the playground now, I might as well go to the arena if I have the time."

"..."

Huang Sheng noticed that Xiao Qi's face darkened, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's go."

"It's fine if you don't want to go, don't force it."

"Then don't go." Huang Sheng whispered, "I don't have a good impression of the playground, and it's easy to recall those bad memories when I was a child."

Xiao Qi looked at his face intently, nodded: "Go wherever you say."

"What about you?"

"what?"

Huang Sheng took his finger and played with it with great interest, as if casually said: "Those bad memories of your childhood..."

"Since it's a bad memory, why do you still remember it? You should forget everything that should be forgotten. If you really can't forget it, just get used to it."

"Don't you feel sad?"

"It was sad before, but it's not sad now. I now have my own home, which is different from my parents' home, and I'm not a man like my father."

Huang Sheng looked at him with a smile: "Blood relationship is very magical, what if we all become like our parents in the future?"

"Of course I won't," Xiao Qi said firmly, "As for you..." He glanced at Huang Sheng, "If you can indulge in lust like your father, why would I suffer so hard every day?"

"Thank you, uncle!" Huang Sheng didn't expect him to be involved in such a matter, he gritted his molars and scolded, "It seems that you have inherited Uncle Xiao's excellent genes, do you want to be a secretary someday? "

Xiao Qi's face suddenly sank, and he said seriously: "If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll fuck you right now?"

Huang Sheng was not intimidated by him, and even arrogantly provoked: "Come on, come on, welcome to do it, you're not a man if you don't do it!"

"Wandering you!"

"Hey," Huang Sheng smiled smugly, and suddenly remembered what happened in the afternoon with a smile, and frowned slightly, "Will Secretary Yang take the money to kill the child?"

"meeting."

"Are you sure? What if she gives birth to a child? I checked, and the current inheritance law does reserve corresponding rights for fetuses, and illegitimate children can inherit property like legitimate children."

"She's not stupid," Xiao Qi explained lightly, "How can she fish for gold turtles when she has children? People like her are the most knowledgeable about current affairs."

Huang Sheng thought for a while, and felt that what he said was indeed reasonable, so he relieved himself and sighed: "It's really hard to remember whoever is reincarnated into her belly."

In fact, Xiao Qi didn't say the whole thing. Based on the situation he had set up, as long as Secretary Yang didn't lose his mind, he would naturally kill the child. It's just that he was a cause of offensiveism, and he didn't want Huang Sheng to see his vicious actions.

After Secretary Yang returned home with the check, he tossed it over and over all night, and felt that Xiao Qi hadn't been squeezed dry. Although he looked difficult, he was young, so he should be able to extort money again.

When going out for breakfast the next morning, Secretary Yang accidentally found a few strong men with unfriendly faces wandering around downstairs, not knowing what they were going to do.

She didn't take it seriously at first, and when she returned home after eating at the breakfast shop downstairs, she found a strange chalk mark on the door of her house. In an instant, a terrible incident that she had seen on the Internet came to mind—— Strange marks were painted on the door, and they were robbed late at night.

She quickly wiped off the mark, locked the anti-theft door when she entered, walked to the window and looked down, just in time for the strong man downstairs to look up.

What are these people up to?Secretary Yang fell down on the sofa in panic, thinking quickly where he had offended any desperadoes.

No.

I have always obeyed the law, how could I...

"Third, if an accident happens to the child's mother, one dead body and two dead..."

Xiao Qi's cold and gloomy words suddenly appeared in her mind. Secretary Yang sat up straight and broke out in a cold sweat. She suddenly realized that Xiao Qi's words were not just scaring herself. "!"

Although she loves money, she loves her life even more. If she loses her life, what's the use of asking for so much money?

So on the third day, Secretary Yang decisively made an appointment with the doctor and arranged for an abortion.

Coming out of the operating room, Secretary Yang weakly supported the wall and walked out. There was a sound of footsteps in front of her. She raised her head and saw Xiao Qi walking slowly.

Xiao Qi walked up to her, looked down at her pale face, and said lightly, "Congratulations."

"What are you doing here?"

"Let me check to see if you really had the surgery."

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied."

The unwillingness in Secretary Yang's heart was as strong as a tsunami. She looked at Xiao Qi angrily, and couldn't accept the feeling of falling short.

Xiao Qi held a check between his two fingers, handed it to her, and said indifferently: "You are pretty smart, this is your nutrition fee, go back and take a good rest, next time you seduce a married man, think about it carefully." Lessons learned from the past.”

"Get lost!" Secretary Yang grabbed the check and walked around him. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and said in a vicious tone, "Why are you pretending to be serious with me? What kind of good do you think you are? If you have the ability to sleep with your wife for a lifetime, let me tell you, you haven't shed any good blood in your bones!"

Xiao Qi looked at her with gloomy eyes, and smiled instead of anger: "My wife...hehe, that's a pretty good name. Not only do I want to sleep with him for the rest of my life, but also the next life, the next life..."

"To put it lightly, after 30 years, she will be old and pale, I don't believe you still like her!"

"Wait 30 years later, he will be old and pale, 40 years later, his temples will be gray, 50 years later, he will falter, 60 years later, he will be old, 70 years later, he will be dying, I will still like him, love has nothing to do with loyalty Age, you never understand that."

Secretary Yang stared at his face. After a while, he turned around, gritted his teeth and walked out. As he walked, he suddenly burst into tears: "Love and loyalty...haha, it's so fucking ridiculous. How old is it? I said this, it's funny!"