moon illusion

The car parked at the gate of the community, Yun Zaiye lowered the window halfway, looked around for a week, but didn't see the person he was looking for.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Fortunately, it was still early.

So he leaned back in his seat, clicked on a song, leaned against the car window and waited quietly.

About 10 minutes later, the co-pilot's door was opened, and Qi Fengyao sat in with two gift bags, one large and one small.

Yun Zaiye stared at Qi Fengyao, and suddenly laughed.

Qi Fengyao looked puzzled, turned to look at Yun Zaiye, and after a while, he also laughed.

About 5 minutes later, Qi Fengyao finally tried his best to restrain the surging smile, and then continued to look at Yun Zaiye.

"Hey, it's done!" Qi Fengyao patted Yun Zaiye on the shoulder, "I don't understand what you are laughing at!"

With great difficulty, Yun Zaiye suppressed his smile, coughed and said, "No, it's just that what you're wearing today is... quite formal."

Hearing this, Qi Fengyao looked down at his clothes - a black high collar base layer, with a double-breasted striped suit on the outside.

This dress...is it funny?

"Ahem, mainly because I used to see you wearing a sweater jacket or something, but I didn't see you wearing a suit. You look pretty good."

Qi Fengyao raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Yun Zaye turned around and sat down, and put on his seat belt, "Fasten your seat belt. But what are you laughing at?"

"I saw you smile, and I laughed too."

Then, the car that had just started was fixed in place again.

Qi Fengyao's chest was strangled by the seat belt, and he looked at Yun Zaiye helplessly.

"Haha, sorry, I forgot to release the handbrake when I got excited."

Well, it turns out that Mr. Yun can't help flirting.

Along the way, Yun Zaiye aimed at the bag in Qi Fengyao's hand.

"Why don't you drive around and watch?"

"I want to see what gifts you have brought!"

"Oh, I brought this." Qi Fengyao held the handbag with one hand, and took things out with the other.

"I brought tea for my uncle, this year's new tea. This is for my aunt, it's a necklace, I asked my aunt to pick it out..."

Yun Zaiye frowned, "That's it?"

Qi Fengyao's words were abruptly broken in the air.

"This... isn't it a bit shabby..."

"No, I invited you too, I'm still the driver, where did my gift go?!"

"Heh, heh..." Qi Fengyao returned an embarrassed smile, "I'll make it up for you later."

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Yun stood at the entrance.

Seeing Qi Fengyao coming in, he immediately greeted him.

Qi Fengyao was actually nervous.

Family gatherings were a bit foreign to him, both while his parents were alive and after they died.

Fortunately, probably all mothers have a unique feeling for their children.In addition, before Qi Fengyao's arrival, Yun Zaiye had already talked about his family situation with his mother, which made Mrs. Yun even more fond of Qi Fengyao.

Mrs. Yun took Qi Fengyao's hand to lead him into the living room, and at the same time called Mr. Yun to come over for dinner.

After saying hello, Qi Fengyao sat at the dining table, feeling a little cramped.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yun always brought up some daily topics at the right time, and was careful not to touch some topics that would make Qi Fengyao feel embarrassed. Mr. Yun also occasionally interjected a few words, and the atmosphere gradually became easier to adapt to.

This is a family model that is completely different from my own family.Although it was only the first time they met, Qi Fengyao felt a sense of relaxation and a sense of belonging that he had never felt before.

The model of a strict father and loving mother is almost standard in Chinese families.Although in the era when women's right to speak is gradually expanding, more and more family models have become loving fathers and strict mothers, but in the final analysis, what Qi Fengyao expects is always such a family.

When he was in school before, studying took up most of his time, aside from eating and sleeping, Qi Fengyao spent very little time with his parents.

But in this very little time, there is a large part of Qi Fengyao's quarrel or cold war with his parents.

In his memory, he hardly ever had a peaceful exchange with his parents.Every time the so-called communication, either the mother chattered alone, or the quarrel between the two accompanied by the father's sigh.

"Round Table" discussed a topic: Why is it said that children are the reflection of their parents?

The performance of children in life can often reflect the parenting style of parents. Parents are positive and optimistic, and children are cheerful enough. Parents are well-educated and children are well-educated. Parents are habitually controlling and persecuting, and children will panic or have a very low sense of happiness.

By chance, Qi Fengyao saw this text.Since then, he has been trembling, afraid of becoming like his parents, struggling and compromising.

Suddenly, Mrs. Yun's voice drew Qi Fengyao's attention back.

"Xiaoyao, have I met him before?"

Qi Fengyao was slightly taken aback, before he could speak, Yun Zaiye said, "Yeah, last time I took it to the hospital, you may have taken a quick look..."

"No, no, no." Mrs. Yun waved her hand and looked at Qi Fengyao, "It wasn't that time, it should have been earlier. Yes, yes... When did it come? Look, my brain is really..."

"Huh? Why do I..."

Seeing that Yun Zaiye was about to ask a question, Qi Fengyao hurriedly opened his mouth to change another topic.

"Auntie, do you like it?" Qi Fengyao said while passing the gift box over, "I don't know what kind you like..."

"I like it, why don't I like it!" Mrs. Yun gestured the necklace around her neck while looking at Mr. Yun, "How is it? Does it look good?"

"It looks good, it suits you very well!" Mr. Yun echoed, looked at Qi Fengyao, and nodded with a smile.

After dinner, Yun Zaiye helped his mother clean up the mess in the kitchen.Qi Fengyao was taken to the living room by Mr. Yun, and the two chatted while drinking tea.

After a while, Yun Zaiye walked to the living room with his mother.

Seeing his wife sitting down, Yun Gang immediately got up and went around behind the sofa.While Mrs. Yun was not paying attention, she bumped into a bouquet of roses.

Mrs. Yun's face was full of astonishment, and Yun Zaiye and Qi Fengyao beside her were also shocked.

"Oh, you... are you?"

Mrs. Yun took the flowers and looked at Mr. Yun with surprise.

"No.20 Happy Valentine's Day."

Although Yun Zaiye has long been used to the show of affection from his parents, he still feels a bit astonished - he was so busy today that he forgot that it was Valentine's Day.

On the other side, Qi Fengyao's wide-open eyes were still silently expressing his shock.

Although he also forgot about Valentine's Day, what shocked him even more was the relationship between his uncle and his aunt.

It is what I have never felt at home, what I lack, what I envy, what I long for...

Yun Zaiye looked at the current situation, and walked around the coffee table and quietly brought Qi Fengyao to his bedroom.

After closing the door, Yun Zaiye turned around and looked at Qi Fengyao who was sitting on the chair with a blank face.

He smiled, "Didn't think of it just now? It's okay, my parents often do this, did it scare you?"

Qi Fengyao shook his head, looked at Yun Zaiye, "I'm very envious."

"What?" Yun Zaiye didn't hear clearly, turned around and asked again.

"I said, I'm very envious. No. 20th Valentine's Day, uncles and aunts have been together for 22 years. They are not bored or tired. They are as enthusiastic and sincere as teenagers. I am very envious."

"My parents have been married for 20 years, but such a scene has never happened in my house. In my house, there is no Valentine's Day, no Qixi Festival, no wedding anniversary, and the only day when our family can sit at the dining table in harmony is Spring Festival."

"I sometimes listen to their arguments, and the only thing I can feel is boredom. I don't talk to them, I don't try to help them sort it out, I just go back to my bedroom and close the door and try not to listen. The sound of arguing seems to be... escaping."

Yun Zaiye looked at Qi Fengyao, and suddenly stood up and clasped his shoulders.

"Arguments exist in every family. Even my parents have occasional quarrels and cold wars. But I think it's the opposite. I don't think you're running away if you don't dissuade them. Because your position is very sensitive. For each side, you It’s all an object to be won over.”

"So if you get involved in this war, then there will be one more reason for the quarrel. So the entanglement is no longer a matter between the two parents, and you are counted, which will make things worse and worse. blame you..."

Yun Zaiye patted him on the back, looked into his eyes, "As for envy, I advise you not to be so new to the world."

"After all, the things you envy are what I have planned for you to have."

Yun Zaiye paused, and was about to say something more, but before he could say anything, Qi Fengyao turned over and pressed him on the bed.

"Didn't you ask me if I have prepared a gift for you?" The slender fingers stroked Uemo Jaeno's cheek slowly, "Of course I have, you should like it very much."

Every kiss that fell caused ripples.

The repressed panting in the air, which cannot be ignored, added an ambiguity to the night.

Qi Fengyao got up and turned off the light, the bedroom suddenly fell into darkness, only the moonlight outside the window shone in through the thin bed curtain, casting a coolness on the bed.

While panting, Yun Zaiye suddenly felt Qi Fengyao attached to his ears, and the deep voice was sent into his ears along with the warm breath: "Do you know? I knew it the first time I saw you, I I want to destroy you, I want to dirty your body, I want you to be with me for the rest of your life."

Such a deep, tumbling and clamoring dark desire is called love.Those so-called wishing you happiness, I am willing to see you find a lover, etc. are all bullshit I said.I must tell you that at the most appropriate time, I just want to possess you for the rest of my life, and you are only suitable for me.