legal cohabitation

"I just knew you cared, so I didn't dare to tell you." He Peng dragged Lu Qian into his arms, and pressed his palm against the back of his head into his chest.

He could feel Lu Qian trembling slightly, short of breath, and he was angry.

He Peng patted along his shoulder blades and spine, trying to spread out the child's tense body.

"What else did she do to you?" Lu Qian asked.

"It's nothing, just sent me a few packages and letters. I read the first few, but I didn't open the latter." He Peng said calmly.

Lu Qian broke free from his arms: "I want to see."

He Peng looked at him, the lines of the young man's face became cold because of his anger, and he lost his original childishness, appearing aggressive and vicious.

He suddenly felt a twinge in his heart, and felt that if he continued to hide it, Lu Qian might really get angry, and even the relationship between the two of them would have cracks.

"Okay, okay." He Peng patted him on the back and agreed, "In my company, let's sleep first today, and I'll take you to see it tomorrow, okay?"

Lu Qian was silent for a while, and stopped talking. He lifted the quilt and lay down in it, with his back to He Peng.

Still angry.

But anyway, I would like to sleep.

He Peng sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to get into bed, the cell phone in the living room outside rang. It was Lu Qian's ringtone, a jubilant English song.

"I'll pick it up for you." He Peng said to Lu Qian's back.

The call was from Lu's mother, and she probably knew about the news on the Internet, so she called to ask.

He Peng answered the phone: "Hi, auntie."

Lu's mother didn't expect that it was He Peng who answered the phone, she was taken aback for a moment and said, "Ah, He Peng, Qianqian, I see that people are talking about beating fans on the Internet... What's the situation?"

He Peng focused on what happened today and told Lu's mother, and said: "Auntie, Lu Qian should sleep with me today, and I will send him back tomorrow."

"Okay, that's okay." Mother Lu paused, then said hesitantly, "...I read about you on the Internet."

On the Internet, in addition to the enthusiasm for Lu Qian beating people, there are also various speculations about the relationship between Lu Qian and He Peng. The photo of the two of them has been discussed before, and now it has been pulled out for discussion again.

After Lu Qian came out from He Peng, he sat up, his eyes fell on the door panel, without any focus.

In fact, he doesn't care about the up-and-down discussions on the Internet and all kinds of speculation about the reversal of the incident. He only cares about He Peng because he was injured, and because he has to endure this matter.

He remembered that when he got into a fight at school and was pointed at the nose by the boy's parents, He Peng stood in front of him so firmly and mercilessly, and said forcefully that as long as they dared to hold Lu Qian accountable, he would definitely Will take their son to court.

But now.

Lu Qian stroked his hair wearily and irritably.

Then I heard He Peng's voice outside, equally helpless and exhausted.

"Auntie, don't believe that, you still don't know what relationship I have with Lu Qian."

***

When He Peng re-entered the bedroom, Lu Qian was still in the posture he had when he went out, lying with his back to him. He wondered if Lu Qian heard him calling outside.

He turned off the light, went to bed in the dark, and hugged Lu Qian's waist from behind.

"Don't hug me." Lu Qian said in a muffled voice.

He Peng paused, did not let go, but hugged him even tighter, directly pulled Lu Qian over, and put his lips on the back of his neck.

"Hey, baby, feel sorry for brother."

He Peng's warm breath hit the side of Lu Qian's neck when he spoke, and it was itchy, making him shrink his neck.

"You hurt your hands and you're still sleeping with your back to me."

"Deserving it."

Lu Qian muttered, but couldn't bear to keep his back turned, turned around and hugged He Peng, his voice was still muffled, with a strong nasal voice: "Does your hand still hurt?"

"It hurts, can you rub it for me?"

The wound has already been treated, and a layer of gauze was pasted on it. He Peng didn't even frown during the disinfection, so Lu Qian couldn't believe that he was still in pain.

But he still stretched out his hand to lightly touch the gauze, everything around him was shielded, only this wound hidden under the gauze remained on Lu Qian's heart, he bit his lower lip silently, Gently knead it on it.

"Well, it doesn't hurt now." He Peng said.

Lu Qian looked up at him, then lowered his eyes quickly, and said in a low voice, "Just pretend."

"It really doesn't hurt. How can your brother stand there stupidly and let someone cut him? The cut is not deep, and it will be fine after a while."

Lu Qian buried his head in his arms.

He Peng stroked his soft hair: "Go to sleep."

It was rare for the young Lu Qian to have such a heavy heart, so that he also rarely felt the taste of insomnia. He Peng always surrounded him, with his injured hand on his waist, Lu Qian did not dare to move.

The curtains were not tightly closed, but there was a gap in the middle. Lu Qian opened his eyes and saw it. The smog has been severe recently, and there are no stars to be seen, and the night is very dark.

After suffering from insomnia for some time, Lu Qian carefully pushed He Peng's hand away, and sat up lightly.

Just when he was about to get up, he was held back by another hand, and He Peng's voice was full of sleepiness: "Why are you going?"

"I'm thirsty, I'm going to get a glass of water."

Lu Qian walked out of the bedroom and poured a glass of water, rubbing his fingers against the wall of the glass, his cold fingertips gradually warmed by the heat.

He picked up He Peng's cell phone, which He Peng deliberately didn't bring into the bedroom, and opened Weibo. Lu Qian actually seldom used Weibo, but fans always told him to post more, so he would post one or two a month.

When I just opened it, it was stuck for several minutes, and the numbers in the information box kept jumping like an explosion.

Lu Qian just stood in the dark living room with no lights on, and waited until the Weibo was finally bombed, then slowly pressed open and started editing a new Weibo.

[Declaration: Please follow stars rationally. I have my own life and friends, and I also have privacy. I am not inferior to the public as a public figure. If someone hurts anyone around me because of "like" me in the future, I will I will definitely pursue it to the end.In addition, there is still half a year before the college entrance examination. I will not post on Weibo during this half year, and I hope everyone will pay attention to your life. See you in half a year. 】

It's obvious that he's angry about what he said.

Any starlet who has just made his debut and has not consolidated his position dare not post it, but Lu Qian is different.

To be honest, he has received too much admiration since he was a child, and he has long been used to it. He will never feel that his future success depends on fans. Actors and fans should have an equal relationship, not support and being supported. In terms of support, his success will only depend on his strength.

Everyone thought that Lu Qian would keep silent in the face of the continuous fermentation of this matter, and naturally wait for the craze to subside.

Until this Weibo aroused heated discussions again in the middle of the night.

Of course there are critical voices, but fortunately, most of the fans really like him.

【AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMom loves you forever! 】

[Come on baby, see you in half a year, wait for you! 】

[I really cried, I feel so distressed, why do so many people hurt such a good brother. 】

[Fuck all the illegitimate fans, you don't deserve to be called fans at all, I'll tear each one up. 】

【Come on baby!Come on Lu! ! 】

……

He Peng saw it after he woke up the next day.

I just felt my heart soften, and kissed Lu Qian who was still sleeping beside me.

"Hmm." The consequence of insomnia is that he was confused in the morning. Lu Qian dazedly rubbed his head against the side of He Peng's neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." He Peng reached into the quilt and touched his stomach, "Let's sleep for a while."

***

After Lu Qian woke up, he went to the company with He Peng to see for himself the naked|naked malice He Peng received.

He Peng didn't keep those things on purpose, but he often received some mailed documents, mailed parts, etc., in order to prevent misthrowing, so they were all dealt with after a week, and in addition to the Spring Festival, so also It just piled there.

"Your hand, be careful."

He Peng frowned as he watched Lu Qian keep opening the package with a paper knife.

"Why are there so many?" Lu Qian said.

"I haven't seen it. I haven't taken it apart yet, and it can't hurt me."

Lu Qian threw packages and letters everywhere, and the language inside was so vulgar and vicious that he couldn't bear to read it. It was hard for him to imagine... How could there be such a person in this world.

He Peng held his hand to prevent him from continuing to read, and coaxed him in a low voice: "It's alright, alright, don't read any more."

"He Peng."

Lu Qian stopped, his forehead resting on his shoulder.

"I feel that what I'm doing now is contradictory. I want to act. I thought that when I become better, you won't be hurt. But now I realize that the more powerful I am, the more you will be hurt." more likely to be hurt."

He Peng sat on the chair, asked Lu Qian to straddle his lap, and raised the boy's head that was drooping because of loss.

He Peng looked at his bloodshot eyes, but Lu Qian deliberately avoided him with his eyes down. .

"Look at me." He Peng said.

"Listen baby." He Peng looked at him and said, with endless preference in his voice, "Don't be so timid, think about what you were like before, act if you like acting, don't worry about what other people think Say, your boyfriend doesn't care how great you are going to be, I just hope you can do what you like in the future and live happily every day."

Lu Qian bit his lower lip, his eyes quickly turned red.

"Be happy, baby." He Peng kissed him, "Brother can only be happy when you are happy."

***

In the evening, He Peng went home, and Lu Qian followed Yu Ci and Tong Yang to play.

With Lu Qian's current identity and the scandals that entangled him, they couldn't wander around on the main road, even sitting and chatting in places like milk tea shops and bars, they were afraid of being seen, so they simply went to Yu Ci's house to play games.

Yu Ci's parents knew them, and when they saw them, they welcomed them enthusiastically.

"Okay, mom, we're just idle and bored to play together for a while, you go on your own, ah."

"Then I'll get you some fruit and bring it in, you guys can play."

The three entered the house together, and Yu Ci closed the door.

Yu Ci: "Brother Lu, cry if you want, don't hold back in front of us, we can understand you."

Tong Yang desperately nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's all right, we will definitely not laugh at you this time, and we will definitely not say it!"

Lu Qian looked at the two of them expressionlessly, then rolled his eyes: "I'm sick."

Tong Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Stop pretending."

Lu Qian picked up the game controller: "Do you want to play?"

After playing a few games, Lu Qian became lazy, handed the handle to Tong Yang, and stuffed a piece of cantaloupe into his mouth: "You two play, I'll just watch."

Yu Ci stared at the screen, and asked without moving his head: "Brother Lu, you are not very interested."

"My current situation is as if my puppy love was discovered by the dean, how happy you make me be." Lu Qian said casually.

"It's not just that you were discovered, the level of sensation has already been announced to the seven aunts and the eight aunts." Tong Yang added heartlessly, "Hey, by the way, your parents didn't ask you about this ah."

"I asked, He Peng answered the phone and said it was nonsense on the Internet." Lu Qian poked another piece of cantaloupe.

"Hey." Tong Yang sighed, "It should be said so."

Lu Qian froze for a moment, then curled his lips: "In the end, it's still not so easy for everyone to accept my relationship with He Peng."

Even parents cannot accept that their son is gay.

Tong Yang and Yu Ci stopped at the same time, stopped playing the game, turned around and looked at Lu Qian, Tong Yang smiled and said, "I didn't mean that, I'm sure I can accept it, I just..."

"I know you two can accept it, otherwise I wouldn't have told you in the first place." Lu Qian smiled, "Why, why are you so sensitive? I'm fine."

Yu Ci directly turned off the game: "Brother Lu, let's talk about this matter. It's just that the disturbance suddenly became a bit fierce. You are still a student, and you can't do many things. You know... Otherwise, this matter on the Internet, plus your parents The pressure on both sides is a bit too difficult to handle."

Lu Qian nodded and shrugged: "I know, I never thought about coming out, don't worry, I haven't figured out how to confess this to them yet, take your time."

The three finally got together and started chatting, instead of talking around Lu Qian, they chatted about the gossip and embarrassing things of the school classmates, which kind of dilutes the previously awkward atmosphere.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Lu Qian and Tong Yang got up and prepared to go home.

"Brother Lu, why are you going back?" Yu Ci asked.

"Let me take a taxi." Lu Qian returned and sent a message to He Peng: Are you home?

He Peng quickly replied: Not yet, soon, do you have anything to eat? I'll bring it back to you later.

Lu Qian put away his mobile phone: "I'll take Tong Yang back, and then go home."

Tong Yang turned his head: "Huh? Are you going back to your brother's place or to your own home? Don't you take a detour?"

"Go to He Peng's parents' house. Where is he? I'll pick him up and drop by."

***

After paying the money, Lu Qian got out of the taxi, took off his mask and stuffed it into his pocket and walked towards the community.

He found the villa where He Peng's parents lived with ease. They were so familiar that Lu Qian didn't ring the doorbell, and directly entered the password and opened the door to enter.

There was no one in the living room, and the aunt who usually cleaned was not there. Lu Qian was stunned, and then heard a sound from the room on one side.

It was mother He's cry.

Lu Qian paused, opened his mouth a little unconsciously, then woke up suddenly, and heard the voice inside clearly.

"...Your parents have been respectable people here for so many years, so you just let people send this kind of messy photos to your home, huh? I know that Qianqian is a good boy, and he has promise... Those words on the Internet It's not that your dad and I haven't seen it before, and we all saw it as a joke."

Lu Qian stood outside the door, feeling a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

The sudden tightening pain in his heart made him unable to breathe at once, and the severe pain spread throughout his body along thousands of nerves.

"...Look at these photos, I don't know what kind of temper you are, when did you show this expression?!"

Lu Qian saw the photos scattered on the ground through the crack of the door, the photos taken secretly.

He ran out of school and threw himself into He Peng's arms, the two holding hands, the back view of He Peng walking side by side with his schoolbag on his back, looking at each other, embracing, and laughing.

"Mom, I like men. That's why you urged me to find a girlfriend all these years and I didn't find one." He Peng stood in front of his mother, lowering his eyebrows.

Lu Qian used to think that He Peng was tall, with very broad shoulders, and standing in front of others was overwhelming.

But now, standing in front of his mother who is about 1.6 meters tall, he looked a bit pitiful, all the unspeakable emotions in his eyes were suppressed, calm, restrained, but helpless.

Lu Qian's eyes widened suddenly, and he staggered a step forward.

He's mother was already crying, and He's father sat in the back with a serious expression.

"But Lu Qian is not, and he is not with me." He Peng said.

Lu Qian was stunned outside the door.

He Peng said again: "It's because I like him, he doesn't understand anything, it's because I tried my best to treat him well, and it's also because I brought him home on purpose, and made the little kid dependent. Children of this age , remember to eat but not fight, the easiest way to abduct."

His voice was cold, his eyes were expressionless, and the outline of his facial features looked very sharp and indifferent under the light.

"Damn things!"

Furious, Father He threw the teacup at He Peng, and the hot tea splashed his clothes.

"Don't you know how kind your uncle and aunt Lu are to you?! How could you do this to their son!"

He Peng laughed: "Because it looks good."

Lu Qian pushed the door open and stood erect at the door, staring at his elder brother every inch of the way.

"He Peng, shut up the fuck." The boy gritted his teeth, but his voice was already choked up, and his eyes were burning. Fortunately, he didn't cry, and stared at He Peng with dry and blood-red eyes.

When He Peng saw Lu Qian, he only frowned slightly in surprise, and then even smiled at him.

Mother He cried with tears all over her face, and she couldn't walk steadily. She still hugged Lu Qian in the past, and kept muttering: "Qianqian... It's our family who is sorry for you, and you should hate Auntie... It's because I didn't like him that I made you feel wronged..."

Lu Qian raised his hand subconsciously, and patted the back of Mother He who was out of breath from crying.

He was silent for a few seconds and said, "Auntie, He Peng and I..."

He Peng called out to him: "Lu Qian!"

When He Peng looked at him, he raised his chin slightly, making the gaze seem condescending, and his whole body was full of indifference, almost drowning Lu Qian.

From the beginning to the end, it was Lu Qian who was deliberate and fouled repeatedly, stepped on the boundaries and proportions step by step, broke ground in the opponent's heart, and conquered the city. Step by step, He Peng was forced to face his heart directly, and then accepted it helplessly.

From the beginning to the end, it was Lu Qian's fault alone that caused the current situation.

As long as he took such a small step back then, he believed that He Peng would not be able to allow him to recklessly deviate into the track of his life.

The boy's love and lonely courage are like a torrential rain, disrupting his rhythm, piercing his skin and stirring up his flesh and blood.

Adults are well aware of the gray areas of society, as well as the taboos of the entertainment industry and family. At the beginning, they spared no effort to block his fierce love and initiative, and later they also spared no effort to protect Lu Qian from touching those ugly things. , The other side of the dirty world.