My Two Dads

By the age of 36, Yang Mo's experience can be described as "bumpy".

His family was not rich, so Lao Yang lived frugally and spent all the money on Yang Mo and his mother.

Yang Mo's mother is not in good health and spends half of the year lying in bed.

Xiao Yangmo followed his mother's point, his body was very "rebellious", he didn't absorb whatever he ate, and he was still so thin that he would collapse when the wind blows.His personality is also different from that of children of the same age. He is taciturn. Although he has good grades, he never participates in class. Teachers and classmates sometimes forget his voice.

Yang Mo in the kindergarten is already a little sensible. He never waits in line for parents after school. He sneaks to the hospital to visit his mother. Several times the teacher can't find him and he calls Lao Yang anxiously.

He was sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, his feet could barely touch the ground, and he was lying on the table without saying a word, writing neat Arabic numerals.Nurses and patients all said that he was good, not only did he not make noise, but he also poured water and peeled apples for his mother at a young age.

Yang Mo's mother is very good at teasing children, and asks him every day if he has encountered any interesting things in school, or if he likes children.

Little Yang Mo shook his head and said, "Not at all."

Mother said: "Didn't the teacher teach you how to play games?"

"Yes," Yang Mo thought for a while, and said in a flat tone, "Today we played house, the girl played the role of mother, and the boy played the role of father." Xiao Yang Mo said, "They all play with the same table, but mine is a boy."

Mother asked with interest: "Then how did you act?"

Although Yang Mo doesn't like games, he won't resist group activities. He said, "We take turns playing mother."

Seeing his mother giggling, he tilted his head, puzzled and said, "What's the matter?"

His mother patted his little head and said, "It can also be two fathers."

Holding the pencil, Yang Mo shook his head and said, "No, there is no such combination."

Mother smacked her lips: "Well..."

"You see," she said, "boys and girls are like opposite poles of a magnet, and they attract together smoothly. But boys and boys, and girls and girls, are like like poles that repel each other." She didn't know I took out two oval-shaped black magnets from somewhere, probably a toy dropped by a child who came to visit a patient.

"When they are left alone, they won't touch each other." Mother handed Yang Mo one and said, "But if you put in more effort and overcome the resistance forcefully, they can still touch each other."

Yang Mo listened carefully and said, "It will be difficult."

Mother smiled and said, "So they are working hard."

He stared into her eyes and carefully wrote the words in his heart stroke by stroke.

Yang Mo likes to listen to his mother's words very much. Unlike active children, he can sit by the bed in the ward and stay there all day.

When I was in elementary school, my mother passed away.

Lao Yang saw that this was a big blow to Yang Mo, so he took a lot of time to accompany him.

But at this time, the relationship between Lao Yang and Yang Mo was already at odds.Both of them are too stubborn, not to mention Mr. Yang is unwilling to bow his head because of his father's face.Although Yang Mo is only in elementary school, he has already perfected his ability to be eccentric and irritating.

His behavior style is still the same, he is still a loner, it is not that he has no friends, but there are only a few.

Yang Mo felt that his childhood was boring, there were only single numbers and words every day, and when he opened and closed his eyes, they were all the same color.

In junior high school, Yang Mo learned to fight.

He is a man who has no rules in his moves, and always has a vigor, and his opponent usually retreats a step psychologically.

The most serious one hit the hospital, and the stitches from that time can still be seen on his waist.

Because this time, Yang Mo was notified by the whole school at the flag-raising ceremony, and the teachers and parents took turns criticizing and fighting. They asked Yang Mo the reason for the trouble, but Yang Mo just said calmly, "He looks so fucking bad." .

If he hadn't been lying on the hospital bed at that time, Lao Yang really wanted to teach this rampant rebellious son a lesson.

Among Yang Mo's few friends, few were close enough to stand up and speak for him, let alone this time, Yang Mo deliberately took the lead, so there was really no reason to say so.

However, at the class meeting where the head teacher took this as a negative case, his deskmate said that Yang Mo was the bravest person in the world.

The teacher repeated to her the seriousness of the fight.This is a good girl who usually dare not talk back to the teacher. She gritted her teeth shyly and repeated what she just said.

The head teacher thought it was the blind worship of the opposite sex that would happen in adolescence, so he moved the two people's seats away.

The girl has a cute appearance and a small stature, and she likes to act like a baby when interacting with her peers.She is not afraid of Yang Mo's coldness, she is a minefield dancer who dares to call Mo Mo even when his face is black.

Yang Mo couldn't do anything with her, so after being at the same table, math homework became her reference.

That afternoon, she came to school and was 10 minutes late.The girl just apologized, then returned to her seat, held back for a whole class without speaking, and stopped screaming "at the end" when asking questions.

When there was no one in class, Yang Mo saw her lying on the table alone and crying silently.

He finally found out why.On the way to school, a gangster from the next class stopped her and touched some of her body parts flirtatiously.

The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, and timidly asked, Mo, can you not speak out.

When Yang Mo looked into her eyes, his anger immediately came up.Then, in front of the bustling crowd watching, dragged the culprit from the next class into the men's toilet.

The teacher knocked and shouted outside his locked door, but he was indifferent.

The gangster naturally didn't dare to admit his uselessness to the teacher.Yang Mo kept silent again, so the incident was simply classified as a fight.

This lesson made the insider think that Yang Mo was the girl's boyfriend, and they would not dare to fight any ideas in the future.

The girl changed schools later, and before she left, she told Yang Mo that she would remember him for the rest of her life.

Yang Mo has never been in love, nor has anyone he likes.He just couldn't bear the aggrieved look like a child or a small animal licking its own wound.

Yang Mo became famous, and this man entered high school with a terrifying legend, and became a "natural" boss with the ability to attract younger brothers.With this ability, he made a few friends and attracted suitors.But these people are always like passers-by, Yang Mo can't remember their appearance, and their names have long since disappeared with the wind.

... and after that, the university.

He is still the same.There is no ideal, and a trip to this world is like a long-distance travel.He fell in love with computers when he was a sophomore in college, and he just wanted to keep doing it like this.In fact, there is only one color in a lifetime, which is stable and plain, which is not a bad thing.

However, just as he opened the window of the dormitory, he yelled at the white sweater standing on the round platform in the center of Haishi Building.His life is like a window he suddenly opened, and many colors and fresh air broke in.

It turned out that this white sweater was called Han Shiyu.

After the inexplicable acquaintance and falling in love, Han Shiyu was keen to write "love letters" to him for a while. Those short sentences and poems could not be touched by Yang Mo, but at least he could feel that this man had displayed his little talent on the spot. It's really not covered.

When this person clings to him all day, he beeps, and when he's not around, he still says affectionately: "I'm so afraid of touching your soul, it must be because you are so beautiful."

Yang Mo: "Fucking talk in human language."

Han Shiyu: "I'm sorry I made a mistake senior, I can't go to you today because I have something urgent."

Yang Mo: "Oh."

When making love, Han Shiyu was used to rubbing the seams on his waist, staring at the old scars on his body unwillingly, and muttering: "If I had met you earlier, these wounds would not have been on your body."

Sometimes, these unintentional but sincere words are what really make Yang Mo's heart tremble.

He was silent, thinking about something.

Why, when, or what opportunity did he fall in love with Han Shiyu.

At the age of 36, Yang Mo still didn't think clearly.

He had some dreams about his mother, who was still in his memory, and those words that he wrote neatly and clumsily in his mind when he was a child.

He feels that liking should be a heart touching another heart, both of which are complete and beating.

And the two of them are more like filling the void.

Mother said that two identical magnetic poles need to overcome a lot of resistance to meet together.

But Yang Mo, who has such a family, experience, and personality, has a flawed magnet, and he cannot normally repel or attract.

So is Han Shiyu.

What they lack is the shape that each other has.When you meet, you become one.

After putting it all together, Yang Mo really felt how the heart that was slowly waking up in his chest was beating. Vibrant light and colors pumped out from here, and flowed through the whole body along the path of blood vessels.

Sometimes he would watch Han Shiyu fall into a long silence, or trace his outline with his eyes.Of course, he can't let him find out, otherwise this person will stick an inch on his forehead.

Others say that time is the best butcher's knife, but the 35-year-old Han Shiyu is still unyielding in his will to do anything.

Yang Mo felt that the two of them must be just filling in the vacancy and taking what they needed.

How could he fall in love with such a fool.

……

At work, Yang Mo is like a bug in the IT world.

Colleagues all said that God must have been lazy when creating man, and the remaining talents were no longer distributed according to needs, and all were poured into a bowl.Yang Mo, who is proficient in all kinds of things, grows out of this bowl.

They envied Yang Mo's ability, and also envied Yang Mo's marriage. This kind of envy even transcended sexual orientation, and they simply yearned and envied this love.

From time to time, they get together to discuss and guess the love story between President Han and Bu Yang, it must be a romance.

Mishu didn't say a word, just smiled and listened.

She felt that they must not want to know how Yang Bu had worked so hard to raise a purebred Siberian Husky for 17 years.