rebirth of not following the old path

Chapter 18

It was already the next morning when Shang Ru woke up again.

"Baby, are you awake?" Pan Haoqian was looking at him with his arms propped sideways.

"Hmm." Pan Haoqian looked at Shangru a little nervously. Just as he was about to sit up, he felt the pain behind him and the weakness of his legs, especially his injured calf, which felt a bit tingling.

"Don't move around, your leg injury recurred a little yesterday." Pan Haogan pressed Shang Ru's shoulder.

Shangru recalled what happened last night, lay down shyly and hid his head under the quilt, "It's all your fault!"

"Yes, it's all my fault." Pan Haogan pulled down Shangru's cup a little, exposing Shangru's fluffy head, and said with a smile, "Don't be bored."

"..." Shangru blushed sullenly, and said to him, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock immediately." Pan Haoqian looked at his watch.

"Then I'm going to get up." Shang Ru struggled to sit up.

"What are you doing up?"

"What are you doing in bed so late?" Shang Ru, who has been getting up at seven o'clock and going out for morning jogs, already has a very punctual biological clock.

"We can do a lot of things." Seeing Shang Ru sitting up, Pan Haoqian lifted up his shirt and kissed him lightly and heavily on the back of his waist.

Shangru felt his waist go soft all of a sudden, but Pan Haoqian didn't let him go, his lips moved down further and further, and faintly kissed Shangru's upper buttocks.

Shangru's legs were not working hard, "Don't do it..."

Pan Haoqian ignored him, and then he seemed to hear something, so he reluctantly let go of Shangru.

"Let's go downstairs," Pan Haoqian finished, holding Shangru in his arms and washing up before going downstairs.

Shangru was a little surprised, and he didn't know why Pan Haoqian was in a wrong mood until he got downstairs.

"Xiao Shang!" Joyce rushed towards Shang Ru in the wheelchair with a look of excitement.

Shangru thought he would bump into him, but before the child came over, Shangru was moved aside by Pan Haoqian.

The child pouted aggrievedly, noticing that Shangru was in a wheelchair, he said in surprise: "Xiao Shang, what's wrong with you!"

"There was an accident." Shangru didn't want to talk about it anymore, he waved to Joyce, "Come here, let me see if you have grown taller."

"Okay!" Joyce ran over nervously.

"Is this your son?" Pan Haoqian asked Pan Haoqiong with a look of disgust.

"It's also your nephew." Pan Haoqian was accompanying Mr. Qiao to choose which room to live in at night.

"That's why he also likes Confucianism." Teacher Qiao was very dissatisfied with Pan Haoqian's attitude, and said deliberately, "So you have an extra rival in love."

"..." Pan Haoqian didn't argue with them, he watched the two of them look at the room in full swing, and reminded them, "Don't forget to move out after the Chinese New Year."

"No move" Mr. Qiao's attitude was very firm.

"Live here all the time?" Seeing his attitude, Pan Haoqian raised his eyebrows and asked Pan Haoqiong.

"Joyce needs to bond with her grandparents."

"..." Pan Haoqian walked up to Shangru, patted his head, and then thought about where the house environment is better.

After Pan Haoqiong's family came back, everyone in the Pan family had a lot of laughter and New Year's atmosphere because of Joyce, and Shangru's mood also improved a lot.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Shangru could already walk on crutches, and Pan Haoqian planned to take him back to Pan's old house the next day.

Liu Yinglan was very happy when she heard that Shangru was willing to go back with them this year, and she said to Shangru, "Then I'll go buy you clothes now, your grandpa requires all the family to wear red during the Spring Festival."

"Okay, thank you, auntie." Shangru saw that Liu Yinglan was so happy, and the tension in his heart disappeared a little.

"I've already prepared it for him." Pan Haogan remembered the bright red clothes that Liu Yinglan had bought for him before, and frowned, wanting to reject Liu Yinglan.

"No! This is Shangru's first time going back, I have to dress him up properly." Liu Yinglan called the driver to go out without looking back.

Pan Haoqian shut his mouth helplessly, and said to Shangru, "Don't be nervous, Grandpa has always known you."

"Well, I know." Shang Ru was a little scared when he thought of meeting the head of the Pan family, because in his previous life, he had someone beat Shang Ru's back with a stick, and the head of the Pan family was sitting next to him. Looking at him gloomyly from the silk nanmu chair, that kind of gaze is confucian, and now thinking about it makes my whole body shudder.

"He is very grateful to your father," Pan Haoqian continued.

"Well, I understand." Shangru continued to lower his head.

"Then what are you still worried about?" Pan Haoqian was a little puzzled, after all, Shangru should have never met Grandpa Pan.

"Hmm... are you afraid that he will know about our relationship?" Shang Ru suddenly raised his head and asked.

Hearing what he said, Pan Haoqian's eyes brightened with joy, he raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Are you worried about this?"

"Well, he probably won't allow you to be with men." Shangru felt even more depressed when he thought of this.

Pan Haoqian held him in his arms, pinched his ears lightly, and said, "Don't worry, if he disagrees, we will elope and I will support you."

"..." Shangru was not satisfied with this reply, he whispered, "I don't need you to support me."

Pan Haoqian rubbed the top of his head amusedly, and said, "I know you don't want me and my relatives to have conflicts because of you, but you have to trust me, okay?"

"Hmm..." Shangru buried his head in Pan Haogan's arms and said nothing.

Tang's

Tang Yange looked at his younger brother who was calmly on the phone. Although he has become more and more adept at handling things recently, he smiled less and less. He was not sure whether his decision to encourage him to pursue Confucianism was correct.

"Brother, I'm going to sleep." Tang Yanyao put down the phone in his hand and said to Tang Yange.

"Wait a minute" Tang Yange stopped him.

"Is there something wrong?" Tang Yanyao asked.

"How is your training company doing?"

"Shangru has helped me finish the procedures before, and recently I am preparing for the recruitment after the new year." Tang Yanyao did not change his tone when he mentioned Shangru.

"Well, you have indeed grown up a lot." Tang Yange tested.

"After all, it's been so long since I graduated," Tang Yanyao chuckled.

"However, regarding Shangru." Seeing Tang Yanyao's expression tense, Tang Yange paused and continued, "You have to think about it carefully, after all, he already has a lover."

Hearing what Tang Yange said, Tang Yanyao frowned, "Do you think the Pan family will allow Pan Haoqian to become gay?"

"Then do you think our family allows it? Besides, Pan Haoqiong is gay, and the Pan family didn't do anything to him." Tang Yange asked him back.

"I will work hard to fight for it, and Pan Haoqiong is different from Pan Haoqian, he has a son." Tang Yanyao said persistently.

"Yan Yao, don't be so horny. He and Pan Haoqian are already together. Do you think Pan Haogan's ability can prevent them from being together?" Tang Yange said seriously to Tang Yanyao.

After listening to what he said, Tang Yanyao left a sentence "I will wait for him" and returned to the room without saying a word.

"Wait? I don't care if you wait for a year or two, but if you delay yourself because of him, I won't sit idly by." Tang Yange saw his attitude a little angry, and said to him through the door.

Hearing Tang Yange's words, Tang Yanyao froze for a while, shook his head and lay down on the bed, staring at the night scene outside the window in a daze.

When Shangru walked out of the room the next day wearing the clothes Liu Yinglan bought for him, Pan Haoqian felt that the words in the book "Moshang is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world" is a true portrayal of Shangru.

Shangru's top is a dark red Chinese-style gown with single-breasted buttons slanting from the neckline to the waist. The body with double slits highlights Shangru's slender waist. The corners are covered with a piece of crimson auspicious clouds, and this outfit looks Confucian, and the whole person is more handsome and even a little abstinent.

Seeing his clothes, Liu Yinglan happily picked up her mobile phone to take a picture of Shang Ru: "It looks good, but I have a good eye. Your father also said that these are all for cross talk."

Shangru was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, he said to Liu Yinglan: "But Auntie, wouldn't it be a bit exaggerated to wear this for New Year's greetings? When the time comes, everyone will wear normal clothes, and I will be the only one..."

"You must be different from others when you go back for the first time." Liu Yinglan looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and at this moment, hearing what he said, of course she resolutely rejected it.

"But will others..." Shangru also liked this outfit, but he thought it would be better for him to wear something more ordinary, so he looked at Pan Haoqian for help.

"Replace it." Pan Haoqian finally spoke to save Shangru.

"Ah?" Hearing what he said, Shangru couldn't help but feel a little depressed, "Is it because it doesn't look good?"

Liu Yinglan insisted that the clothes were good-looking and could not be changed, but Pan Haogan was unmoved. He approached Shangru and whispered in his ear, "Baby, you look so tempting in this."

There was a numbness in Shangru's ears, and he blushed and asked in a low voice, "What, such decent clothes."

"You're right." Pan Haoqian gently stroked Shangru's smooth waistline, and said, "I'm the one who's not serious."

Shangru shivered slightly, pushed him away and said, "Then don't wear this one."

Pan Haoqian said kindly: "Well, save this dress for the wedding."

"..." Shangru was ashamed by Pan Haogan's words and stared straight at him, so he simply ignored him and said directly to Liu Yinglan: "Auntie, then I will wear the clothes Haogan prepared. "

Liu Yinglan didn't insist any more, and said, "Okay, then I'll prepare red scarves for you."

"I want the same," Pan Haoqian made a request.

"Understood." Liu Yinglan became more and more speechless about her second son.

When going to sleep at night, Shangru lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"I don't mind helping you if you can't sleep." Pan Hao put his arms around Shang Ru's waist teasingly.

"Leave me alone, you can go to sleep." Shang Ru broke Pan Haogan's hand, and walked down slowly while supporting the bed.

"Where are you going?" Pan Haoqian asked.

"I'm not sleepy, go out and sit for a while." Shangru put on a coat and prepared to sit in the living room on the second floor.

Pan Haogan saw Shang Ru limping open the door and leaving, his expression gradually became serious.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to see grandpa." Shangru was sitting there in a daze when he heard Pan Haoqian's deep voice.

"I want to see" Shangru said almost without hesitation, and then added, "but I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Pan Haoqian walked up to Shangru and sat down, holding Shangru into his arms with one hand.

"I always feel that he won't agree with us being together." Thinking of the experience in his previous life, Shangru felt a little bitter.

"Shangru, look at me." Pan Haoqian turned Shangru's face to himself, and after seeing that he was indeed meeting his eyes, he continued, "You are my lover, and my family will respect my choice, so please relax. Xin, I don't need to inherit the family business, and I don't need to continue the incense for the family, after all, my eldest brother already has a son."

Pan Haoqian's words were not as pleasant as those in the past, but they resolved Shangru's concerns from the most realistic point of view. Shangru sighed and said to him, "I'm the one who got stuck, I'm sorry."

"You never have to say sorry to me." Pan Haoqian pointed to the watch on the wall and said, "It's already twelve o'clock, my dear prince, would you like to go to bed?"

Hearing Pan Haoqian mentioned "Prince", Shangru blurted out: "Do you want to be hugged by a prince?"

It was only after she finished speaking that she suddenly realized something, and said a little shyly, "I want the princess to hug me."

At this time, the lights in Pan's house were turned off, and the moonlight from outside shone through the window on Shangru's rosy face, passing through the delicate collarbone and directly into Shangru's open neckline, making Shangru look extraordinarily attractive.

Speaking of which, since the two of them did it last time, Pan Haoqian felt that Shangru had become much more attractive. Just like now, he just didn't move and Pan Haoqian felt that he was being aroused.

"I choose to hug the prince," Pan Haogan said hoarsely.

"Ah?" Shangru raised his head to look at him, only to realize that Pan Haoqian's eyes were already filled with desire.

Pan Haoqian took off Shangru's pajamas with a smirk, and Shangru always felt that such a Pan Haogan was dangerous and could not help approaching.

"Haogan, no way." Shangru tried to stay awake, "I have to get up early tomorrow morning."

"It's okay, we can rest in the car." Pan Haogan's mouth had already kissed Shangru's chin, he took the time to say.

"No... okay..." Shangru's Adam's apple was being fucked by Pan Hao, he said intermittently, and pushed Pan Haogan's firm chest with his hands.

Knowing that Shangru was very nervous about seeing his family members tomorrow, and knowing that if he didn't let go, Shangru would be really angry, Pan Haoqian sighed in his heart, let go of the confinement on Shangru, and said: "Then this time I'll let you go first."

"But it won't be so easy to talk in the future." Pan Haogan stood up with a look of desire and dissatisfaction, and stretched out his hand to grab Shangru.

Taking advantage of Pan Haoqian's inattention, Shangru stood on the sofa and kissed Pan Haoqian on the side of his face. After the kiss, he rubbed his face affectionately and said, "Thank you."

Pan Haoqian was agitated by his light touch, but he didn't do any actions that would easily lead to misfires. The expression on his face became better and he said: "Thank you again, I hope to hear another Three words."

Although Shang Ru was shy, he said without hesitation: "I love you."

What responded to him was another deep kiss from Pan Haoqian.

The author has something to say:

The last chapter is really locked (crying loudly), those who want to see the meaty part can go to Baidu Tieba to search for the title of the book