My Two Dads

Yang Hanzheng is a 16-year-old high school student.

She would read some and draw out the heartbreaking and romantic sentences in it.The protagonist's youth is like a flower, which will always bloom vigorously at a certain moment driven by the plot.

For them, the plot is their destiny in reality. The author clumsily comprehends this behemoth and condenses it into as reasonable and logical text as possible. Several people walk through it slowly, and the audience also reads it.Or sigh aftertaste, rejoice and cry for them,

Or close the book flatly like Yang Han.

She is a sentimental little girl who has a deep empathy with words.She reads very slowly. After finishing junior high school, she only finished half of the required reading recommended by Han Shiyu.After a story is over, she will suddenly fall out of that world, staring at the End at the end, in a daze for a long time.

Then I thought, ah, it's over.

Destiny is infinite and disorderly. People's thinking is soaked in logic. In a limited and orderly society, it is impossible to understand all of it no matter how vivid the pen is.

The pens will always be put away, and the ink will always dry.But some things continue unchecked.

Yang Han, who was still in school at that time, was wearing a light blue school uniform, looking out the window with his chin resting, thinking about something.

About life, about youth, about love.

The Chinese teacher walked over quietly, picked up the book she had placed on the table, glanced at the cover, and read: ""The Way of a Gentleman"..."

Yang Han who came back to his senses: "."

Keeping a polite smile, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Then, the Chinese teacher skillfully took off the cover, glanced at the title page, and said, ""The CEO's Wife Is My Boyfriend"." He moved his eyes down, saw the signature on it, and read, "... Xu Jia presented it to the eldest princess."

The whole class in class was silent, holding back a suppressed smile.Xu Jia pretended to be serious about writing while covering her mouth, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The Chinese teacher frowned, and turned to Xu Jia curiously, "Is the president's wife a man or a woman?"

Finally, the class couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into wild laughter.

……

Yang Han remembered that the books confiscated by the teacher had not yet been returned.

Xu Jia said it was fine, she had already finished reading that book... Anyway, she still has a bunch.

Xu Jia quietly told Yang Han that the last time she went to ask for it from her Chinese teacher, but the mild-tempered Chinese teacher didn't return it to her. Change.

Xu Jia said, I suspect he was watching.

Yang Han lost his temper while laughing.

"This book is really of very high quality, whether it's writing or connotation...it's the headline." Xu Jia said, and suddenly remembered something, "The last time I asked you to recommend it to Sister Liu, What do you recommend?"

"She watched it, but she wasn't very interested in Tanmei." Yang Han said, "She likes to watch sci-fi without CP."

"Okay," Xu Jia said.

Han Shiyu's cameo came to an end in two days, and Yang Han only watched for a whole morning, then "threw" the little deer, and was led by Xu Jia to her house to play and stayed for one night.

The next day, it was time for Yang Han to leave, Xu Jia sent him to the stop sign, but Han Shiyu, who drove him to pick him up, arrived before the bus arrived.

The crew gave him the props and round-frame glasses as a souvenir, and Han Shiyu removed the plastic on them and installed a prescription lens as a daily tool.He rolled down the car window and tilted his head at Yang Han, saying, "Princess, get in the car."

Yang Han bid farewell to Xu Jia, got into the cool rear driver's seat, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Han asked: "Have you finished?"

Han Shiyu said: "I finished it quickly, and the others will have to shoot for two months."

Yang Han was looking forward to this movie, not only could she see Yan Yuan, Han Shiyu who appeared on the screen for the first time...and Uncle Liu.When thinking of Liu Mu, Yang Han thought of Lu Yueming, and she muttered: "Uncle Liu and Xiaolu feel very compatible."

"This person likes to tease children," Han Shiyu shook his head and commented, "Tsk, immature."

"..." Yang Han stretched out his head, looked at this person who was more childish than anyone else, and frowned, "Are you serious?"

……

Yang Han likes to listen to music in the car, put on headphones, play the soothing sound of rain, and watch the people and things outside rush by. This is a good time to conceive some stories in his mind.

Han Shiyu was not driving fast, so he turned on the car radio. These radio stations have faded away, and there are no novel programs.Some commercials and songs were played back and forth every day, and Han Shiyu complained while listening, as if talking about cross talk with the people inside, so noisy that Yang Han crawled to the front and closed it for him.

After Yang Han Ergen became quiet, he sat down and said with his chin resting, "Old Han."

Han Shiyu: "What are you doing?"

"If you're free," Yang Han continued to lean on the soft back of the seat, "tell me a story about you and Dad."

Han Shiyu pursed his lips and smiled: "You like listening so much?"

It was rare for Yang Han not to scold him: "Yes."

……

When Han Shiyu first started dating Yang Mo.

It's very panicky.

Yang Mo didn't notice this at the time, and to this day, he can't find the time when Han Shiyu was shy in his memories.

It is the dignity of the management of stray dogs not to show your panic to the people you like.

That day, Han Shiyu took Yang Mo back to school with a shoulder injury. It was raining at night, and he punched his head and kissed Yang Mo. Although the kiss was not deep, it was just a simple touch of lips, and Han Shiyu's heart seemed to burst open generally.

With a deer throbbing violently in his chest, Han Shiyu sent Yang Mo back to the dormitory with a normal expression, and then returned to his four-person den in a daze.

The first thing you do when you get back is to yell.

Points were deducted from the dormitory.

Xie Chenmin, who woke up from the bed, and Lao Sui, who stumbled out of the bathroom, held him down, and said, "What do you want to do! Are you crazy! Another two points will be deducted. We will go to the instructor to write a review this week. Already!"

Brother Qi took a mouthful of toothpaste and didn't have time to spit it out, so he murmured, "The last pot is swollen and worn out."

The three of them knew that Han Shiyu lost control and rushed to the hospital because Yang Mo was injured, so they looked worried at his appearance, sat beside him, and probably had already prepared words of comfort in their mouths.

Han Shiyu covered his mouth solemnly, his eyes glazed over.Xie Chenmin patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, let's talk, the brothers are all here."

Han Shiyu said hoarsely, "I..."

The three looked at him seriously.

"I kissed Yang Mo," Han Shiyu said, "He didn't refuse."

Han Shiyu looked at them and emphasized again: "He didn't refuse."

The three were silent, and blurted out in unison: "Fuck."

The sincere brotherhood was splashed with dog food, and the two single men, Lao Sui and Brother Qi, looked like they had eaten spoiled food, and they twisted their faces and said, "Although Brother Min is not a human being, you are a real dog." .”

Xie Chenmin is now on the united front with them, so he didn't care about it for the time being, and said: "I'm here to ask for comfort after getting off the order, and you still have this kind of operation??"

Han Shiyu said innocently: "But I didn't say I wanted to comfort you just now..."

……

The three of them joined forces to "beat" the youngest, and the dormitory deducted another point. They entered the supervisor's office to write a self-criticism.

……

It is easy for people to think about eternity at the first time or at the beginning, but in fact it is very difficult, and the more you experience it, the more you will feel that it is out of reach.Han Shiyu is just getting involved in relationships, so he firmly believes in and will never change until death.

But Yang Mo was too indifferent.

At the beginning, Han Shiyu thought that he was perfunctory himself, like a good-tempered adult dealing with a child who was suddenly curious and tried the unknown.Han Shiyu is always restless, and tries every means to make him "fall in love with himself", preferably the kind who wants to break up and die.

So, Han Shiyu began to learn the barbecue recipe of the boss's mother's family. He stalked and promised and swore half a piece of paper before he got it. He practiced to the point of eating mutton and vomiting.

The day he planned to make barbecue for Yang Mo in his backyard finally came. He fed it to Yang Mo with his own hands, and nervously said a sentence that he had prepared for a long time: "Senior, I will cook for you all my life, okay?"

Yang Mo's expression didn't have any ups and downs, and he responded flatly: "Yes."

Han Shiyu started to panic again.

He felt more and more that no matter how hard he tried, he was the one who would "die or live" after breaking up.

When Han Shiyu couldn't sleep at night, he thought over and over again about the "hmm", and smugly squeezed out a little bit of perfunctory meaning, which added fuel to his uneasiness.

He thought, why did he like Yang Mo.

Because Yang Mo is good-looking, tough on the outside and soft on the inside, gentle and unbiased, considerate and considerate, especially caring for others, has a refreshing feeling when getting along, rational and rigorous, incomparably excellent, and never makes trouble for no reason...

The so-called beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the more Han Shiyu counted, the more humble he felt, until he buried most of his face in the pillow with a cold heart.

Why would a person like Yang Mo like herself?

He and Yang Mo's majors were not compatible, and they lost common topics in their studies.Han Shiyu bought a bunch of programming books, and after reading it, he could distinguish some conceptual things, but he was still confused about the others.

Dazed by love, Han Shiyu probably forgot one thing—the so-called textbook is a divine book that transforms a familiar noun into a pile of unfamiliar sentences.If people without foundation only bury their heads and specialize in it, it will only make you get thinner hair.

During the first period of time, Han Shiyu and Yang Mo couldn't talk much, maybe the atmosphere was too silent, Yang Mo opened his mouth and asked officially: "What are your hobbies?"

This is indeed very "official", in line with the hot preparations for a new date.

"Ah," Han Shiyu recovered from his daze, and said, "It's just... just reading a book."

Yang Mo: "Oh."

The topic is over, but the scene has not heated up.

Han Shiyu had no choice but to continue in embarrassment. He smiled and said, "Brother, do you usually read books? Is there any author you like?"

"Look," Yang Mo said, "I don't like anyone."

Han Shiyu opened his mouth, not knowing what to continue, so he scratched the back of his ear with his index finger.

Yang Mo asked back, "What about you?"

Han Shiyu smiled and said, "There are so many, I can't count them all. I have liked Yu Guangzhong since I was a child. Foreigners like Kawabata Yasunari."

Yang Mo: "Yes."

The topic ended again in a long silence.

"Haha..." Han Shiyu laughed awkwardly.

He found that after confirming the relationship, the two became restrained instead.Han Shiyu couldn't figure out the meaning of the "um", but he could probably tell that Yang Mo was not very interested. He felt that he had picked the wrong topic, and was annoyed for a long time.

……

The wooden bell on the car is shaking, but it won't ring.

Yang Han asked: "Then you have been pawing at Dad?"

Han Shiyu: "Hiss, what do you mean by picking?"

"I don't get a response but I'm obsessed with my obsession," Yang Han said, "Isn't it just cheating?"

Han Shiyu was waiting for the red light, and he was able to free up his hands to give her head a big thump.

He said, "Then I'm not cheating."

Yang Han: "Oh?"

"Once I went to the library, I happened to meet him. I was afraid of being embarrassed again, so I sat behind him without saying hello," Han Shiyu said with a smile on his lips.

……

Han Shiyu sat like pins and needles behind Yang Mo.

He considered whether to say hello, but Yang Mo was too serious to see him, and then thought about whether it would be bad to interrupt suddenly.

Just as Han Shiyu got up, a girl walked up to Yang Mo. It was Hao Yan who had asked her cousin to tutor her that day.

She chuckled softly, "Yang Mo, you're here too."

Yang Mo replied: "... Hello."

She sat down in front of Yang Mo openly.Han Shiyu held his breath and returned to his original state.

I didn't even dare to be so calm.

Hao Yan tilted her head curiously, looking at the page where Yang Mo stayed, she read it for a while, and then judged hesitantly: "Is it "Snow Country"?"

Han Shiyu who kept rubbing his fingers was taken aback.

Yang Mo looked up at her and nodded: "Mmm..."

"I thought that a master of science and engineering like you would only be accompanied by numbers, and insulated," Hao Yan joked with a smile, "Do you like to read Kawabata?"

Han Shiyu heard Yang Mo's "Yes" without hesitation.He added: "Boyfriend likes it."

Hao Yan was stunned with a smile on her face. He didn't think Yang Mo would make such a joke, so he reacted for a while, with a slightly startled expression on his face.After a long time, she smiled incredulously, and said, "You are..."

Han Shiyu turned around in a daze, and found that the two of them were so close, almost back to back, and it was only a distance away from turning around.

He still didn't notice him and just continued to respond to the girl with an "um".

And he could see his red ears clearly.

……

Yang Han: "Ah——"

Han Shiyu: "Keep your voice down."

Yang Han buried his head in the pillow, and said incoherently: "Ah, how can Dad be so cute, oh, I'm going to die."

Han Shiyu curled his lips and said arrogantly, "Anyway, it's mine."

Yang Han poured a bucket of cold water on him: "Think carefully about why Dad was angry at you and went abroad."

"..." Han Shiyu: "You don't understand."

Yang Han: "Oh."

She returned her attention to the front, patted her face, and recalled the story just now.

At this time, she saw a man waving his hand as if hailing a taxi on the side of the road ahead.

Yang Han was puzzled and asked, "Is the one in front a paparazzi?"

Han Shiyu raised his eyebrows, the man dressed in black sunglasses and a mask looked like a paparazzi.But when he tilted his head, he felt that this figure looked familiar, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.

But his intuition made him stop the car in a strange way.

Yang Han asked: "Ah, what are you doing parking?"

Han Shiyu: "...I don't know either."

The man knocked on the window, and Han Shiyu's premonition became stronger, so he slowly lowered the window.

"Master, are you still carrying people?" Yang Mo took off his mask, and his tone was indifferent, like the most ordinary passerby.

Han Shiyu looked at him, and his heart skipped a beat at the haunting voice.

Yang Han was dumbfounded when he heard the voice, and after reacting for a long time, he was pleasantly surprised to confirm that it was Yang Mo.

"Father!" Yang Han opened the door and jumped down, crying a little excitedly, she rushed up to hug Yang Mo, and said, "Why did you come back suddenly!!"

Yang Mo stroked her head and smiled.

Han Shiyu suppressed his frenzied heart, calmly returned to his original state, held the steering wheel, pretended to be a taxi driver, and said, "Of course we still have the car, get in the car."

Yang Mo got into the passenger seat.

He had already gone home, but he didn't meet the two of them. When he went out to search, he suddenly came across a familiar license plate number.

Han Shiyu couldn't hide his complacency in his tone: "I'm an old couple and I'm still playing with surprises."

While fastening his seat belt, Yang Mo replied, "To each other."

Yang Han almost rolled around in the back, and couldn't wait to lean forward: "Dad, let me tell you that I have been in the past two months..."

"Tsk, I'm driving, go back and sit down." Han Shiyu said, "It's still a long time, let's talk about it when we go home."

Yang Han: "I don't want you to stop me!"

……

About life, about youth, about love.

That day, Yang Han in the light blue school uniform held his chin and looked out the window. Outside was the hustle and bustle of summer, the vitality of running.

She tapped her fingers slowly on the writing, so that she ignored Xu Jia's soft reminder, and she didn't notice that the Chinese teacher was slowly walking towards him.

She was looking out the window with a smile on her face.

she thinks.

It's still a long time.