I don't want to work hard

Xu Xiangyang struggled with the topic in pain, while Ding Lin looked out the window at the night sky without stars and moon, and felt a voice urging him.

At this time, Xu Xiangyang's mother came in with a bowl of fruit, saw Ding Lin, and said kindly, "Linlin, why don't you sleep at auntie's house tonight, don't go back so late, with you Now, Yangyang can finally do his homework in peace."

Ding Lin looked at the time, realized that it was so late, and hurriedly said: "No need, Auntie, I'd better go back."

"Hey, it's not that I haven't spent the night. Auntie has made the bed in the next room. If you still want to sleep together like you did when you were young, I will help you bring the quilt over. Now Yangyang's bed is bigger, no more As before, the two of you will squeeze out of bed and make trouble as you please." Mother Xu said enthusiastically and thoughtfully, as if she was determined to keep Ding Lin overnight.

"I promised my family not to play outside and come home too late."

"Are you outside at my aunt's house? If you're worried at home, I'll call you back. What a big deal. Come on, give me your phone. "

"No, no, no, I will fight myself."

"Hey, okay, Linlin is so good." Mother Xu left the room with satisfaction.

Ding Lin hugged the phone, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, "Is your mother so good at leading people into pits?"

"Did you just see it?" Xu Xiangyang stuffed a piece of watermelon into Ding Lin's mouth, and said proudly: "I have no skills, how can she survive in our house for so many years? Hehe, today The son finally sees how amazing my mother is."

Ding Lin thought about it helplessly, and finally decided not to go back tonight.

When a bold idea suddenly popped into his head, now Ding Lin found that he didn't know how to face Yang Jingyi.

Once the relationship between people is involved in emotions, it will become chaotic and complicated.Ding Lin, who has never experienced any feelings, has not had time to figure out his sexual orientation, and now there is another big problem in front of him-how should he face the no longer simple relationship with Yang Jingyi?

So, what if Yang Jingyi also likes himself?

Wait, why use the word "also"?

No, no, I don't like Yang Jingyi, I just depend on him like an elder!

He treats me so well, and it's normal for me to depend on him. Doesn't every child depend on their parents like this?Who is not a baby!

Forget it, this reason can't even convince myself.

Ding Lin scratched his head, before he figured out this problem, he would just admit to hiding from Yang Jingyi for a few days.

Ding Lin sent a message to Yang Jingyi, telling him that he was staying at Xu Xiangyang's house tonight and would not go back.I thought Yang Jingyi would ask repeatedly or even object, but Yang Jingyi replied directly with [oh].

oh?Oh it's over?Obviously last time he was angry with me because he sang K and went home at night, but this time he didn't return home at night, so he agreed so simply?Did you say you cared about me?

Sure enough, men are big pigs!Bah, dogs will like you!

Xu Xiangyang didn't know how Ding Lin's heart was surging in just a few minutes. He only saw him go out and come back with the quilt in his arms, and then said that he would sleep with him tonight.

Therefore, the so-called night talk is naturally indispensable.

"Ding Lin, have you thought about which university you want to go to?"

"Not yet, I haven't understood it, and it's useless to think about it. The key depends on whether I can pass the exam. I still want to go to Qingbei. You see, I have this ability."

"What about the profession?"

"I don't know, I don't even know what I like, Xu Xiangyang, what do you think I should learn?"

"You play basketball well, you can become a physical education teacher!"

"Then I'm still good at acting, why don't you tell me to be an actor."

"Yes, but it seems that acting requires an art test. If you prepare now, you might still be able to catch up. I heard that there are so many beauties in the art school. I'm so envious. Hey, Ding Lin, do you think I have the talent to be an actor? "

The corner of Ding Lin's mouth twitched: "Yes, you are very suitable to play the ghost soldier who is carrying guns and grabbing girls. Are you going to college or are you going to fall in love!"

"If I don't want to fall in love, I went to Mao University. I was not allowed to talk about it in high school. When I get to university, no one will care about it. In this way, the advantage of studying liberal arts is that there are many girls, unlike science and engineering. I heard that everyone is in the class of monks. "

Ding Lin: "So, generally, do you find someone your own age to fall in love with?"

"Otherwise? You still want to find Lolita? That's called a crime. Three years of blood and five years of money will guarantee that you will sit in prison!"

"You are a lolicon! I want to ask, if your partner is older than you, is it acceptable?"

"How big is it?"

"Uh, maybe ten or so years."

"This is looking for my mother! If my mother finds out, she will definitely take my skin off! However, if a rich woman can buy me a shoe cabinet of AJ, then maybe she can consider it."

Ding Lin was speechless: "What are you thinking about every day, are you talking about love or money?"

"If I want to fall in love, I can find a young girl. Why do I find someone who is more than ten years older than me?"

"In case your true love is older than you in the future, there is no way to be sure about feelings." It was like Ding Lin never thought that one day he would care so much about an uncle who was ten years older than him.

Ding Lin was lying on the bed, looking at the pitch-black ceiling, and Xu Xiangyang's faint snoring could be heard in his ears, but he became more and more awake.

People are always like this, they like to deceive themselves and others. In fact, Ding Lin already understood clearly in his heart, but he just refused to admit it.

Falling in love with a man of the same sex who is ten years older than himself, Ding Lin cares about the eyes of the world, and feels that his unethical love will be belittled and cast aside by the world.If Chu Yunlan came back from filming and found that her son had been kidnapped by an old man, would she kill them both with a knife?

Ding Lin looked up at the dark room. When a car passed by on the street downstairs, the red taillights reflected from the window to the ceiling, circling around like neon lights and then returning to darkness.

Xu Xiangyang turned over and didn't know what he dreamed of, so he smacked his lips and muttered: "I like it, so why do you want so much more?"

Ding Lin smiled miserably, he was not as big-hearted as Xu Xiangyang, who didn't think about anything, no wonder this kid is so big-hearted.

Just because he cared about it, he cherished it even more, so unconsciously, he thought about it more and more. Ding Lin even thought that Yang Jingyi was older than him, and would definitely die before him in the future. He had himself to die for him, so what about Ding Lin himself?Doomed to die alone and helpless?

I am so miserable!

No, why do you want me to take care of him until the end of his life!I finally understand what Yang Jingyi is plotting against me!

Old fox, do you think you can sit back and relax by picking up a son for nothing?Think beautifully!

The more he thought about it, the more wretched Ding Lin sat up directly from the bed.I can't sleep now, he can't sleep, and Yang Jingyi can't sleep peacefully.

Ding Lin put on his clothes, left a note for Xu Xiangyang, and left quietly.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, Ding Lin shivered when the cold wind blew in the early morning of the autumn night. He gathered his clothes and ran into the night.

The originally noisy city seemed to have fallen asleep, quietly without a sound. Ding Lin enjoyed this tranquility all by himself, and felt like he had turned into a wild horse, running freely on the street shrouded in twilight, venting his emotions. These days have been squeezing his boredom and troubles.

However, before running a few steps, Ding Lin suddenly noticed a familiar figure slipping past the corner of his vision.He stopped and turned around. On the quiet street, a tall figure leaned against the car door.

This was the first time Ding Lin saw Yang Jingyi smoking. The cold wind blew away the smoke, leaving only red sparks, lighting up the loneliness in the dark night.

At this moment, Ding Lin's heart felt sore and sore as if being grabbed and rubbed.

"Who are you standing here waiting for?"

Yang Jingyi looked at his watch: "Wait for a child to go to bed, it's already [-]:[-], why don't you go to bed?"

"Can't sleep."

"I thought you didn't recognize the bed." Yang Jingyi had a smile in his eyes, as if lighting up a star in the dark night, dazzling.

"I get up late during the day and I'm not sleepy."

"So you come down for a stroll in the middle of the night?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Okay, I don't care about you. Where do you want to go for a stroll, I'll see you off?" In the middle of the night, standing by the car with a cigarette in his mouth, he was like a bad person who kidnapped and trafficked children, but he was born like this People say it, like a demon who is good at deceiving people's hearts, but people can't help but believe him.

Ding Lin walked up to Yang Jingyi, snatched the increasingly obtrusive cigarette from his mouth, and threw it on the ground, feeling puzzled, and rubbed it back and forth with his toes.

"Don't smoke."

Yang Jingyi raised his eyebrows, "Take care of me!"

If the words are the same, I gave Ding Lin a complete compliment.

"Smokers live shorter lives."

"I won't die for a while."

"Don't expect me to take care of you until the end of your life."

"Then I'll try my best to live longer than you, even if it's just one more day. I won't leave you alone in this world."

Some people are born poets, and they can say a simple sentence so softly and beautifully, that people are indulged in this net bag woven with language, and can no longer struggle out.

Ding Lin thought that he was so dependent on Yang Jingyi because he lacked his father's love.

At that time, he was so stupid that he couldn't tell what father's love was, but now he finally knew that it was not father's love.

Ding Lin sniffed, then stepped forward and threw himself into Yang Jingyi's arms.

The familiar smell, even the accompanying tobacco smell has been reconciled so nicely.

"Didn't I send you a message, I'm staying at Xu Xiangyang's house tonight, why are you here?"

"can not fall asleep."

"Don't learn how to speak from me."

"I'm telling the truth, I'm different from you."

"If I don't come down, you just wait like this?"

"I knew you'd come down because you wouldn't be able to sleep."

"That's because Xu Xiangyang's snoring is too loud."

"Yes, I heard it even standing here."

"If you lie to someone, can't you take it easy?"

"I'm distracted, can't you hear me?" Yang Jingyi pressed Ding Lin's head on his chest.

In the silent night, with the deafening heartbeat ringing in his ears, Ding Lin suddenly wanted to cry.He was afraid that Yang Jingyi's kindness to him made him greedy. The more he greedy, the more he felt that he owed Yang Jingyi more.

But even if he knew this, he didn't know how to repay the debt he owed.

"I want to go home."

Yang Jingyi rubbed Ding Lin's head, and then kissed him, "Okay, let's go home."