Brother taught me to come out

After hanging up the phone, Yu Jingzhi opened the car door and walked towards the high-speed rail exit.It was cold and windy late at night, and he was wearing a knee-length gray overcoat, and his complexion was as gloomy as the color of his clothes.

A high-speed train enters the station, and the already unquiet exit is even more noisy. Everyone rushes forward, hoping to see their relatives and friends whom they haven't seen for a second sooner.

Yu Jingzhi didn't join in the fun, he stood in a corner, looking down at his toes, thoughtful.

A "ding" from the phone interrupted his thoughts.He glanced at it and walked forward.

"I'm here—" Yu Xianwen waved his hand, walked towards him, and muttered, "Your eyes are so bad at such a young age."

Yu Xianwen has little luggage, a briefcase and a hand luggage bag.Yu Jingzhi took the luggage bag and walked towards the parking lot.

"Dad," he asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back early."

When I called last time, I said that I would not be back until 29, and today I suddenly sent a high-speed rail ticket for the day and asked him to pick it up.

"I didn't know that the research institute suddenly said that the holiday was in advance, and I got a ticket." Yu Xianwen said angrily, "When did you travel and tell me? Don't you just do whatever you want. My son is restless and wants to Is my father more obedient?"

It was obvious that there were words in the words, meaning something, Yu Jingzhi remained silent, and let him take the blame on himself.

After all, this new year is destined to be extraordinary. Now, contradicting Yu Xianwen and making him unhappy will do me no good at all.

After taking the high-speed train for four or five hours, Yu Xianwen was a little tired, and he didn't have the mood to preach after getting on the train, so he quietly fell asleep.

Yu Jingzhi drove steadily, and he woke up slowly when he arrived at the garage where he lived. He habitually looked around, and while unfastening his seat belt, he wondered, "How long has it been? Why didn't you call me?"

Putting down the phone, Yu Jingzhi pulled out the car keys, opened his eyes and lied: "I just arrived, I just returned a message."

"Are you hiding something from me?" As Yu Xianwen went up the stairs, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong. Looking at his tall and straight back, he felt more and more that he was very weird tonight, and he was extraordinarily silent.

A little more depressing than the usual few words.

Yu Xianwen didn't wait for an answer when he walked to the door of the house. The question in his heart turned into an affirmative sentence. Before he could speak, Yu Jingzhi asked first, "Did Uncle Qing call you?"

"Old tree?" Yu Xianwen frowned, "It's still a few days before Chinese New Year, why should he call me if there's nothing to do?"

Putting the briefcase on the sofa, he took off his heavy coat, loosened his tie and said, "What's the matter with you? Did you make Uncle Qing angry?"

"No trouble." Yu Xianwen just breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear his good son say again, "But he is indeed angry."

Putting it down in one breath and bringing it up again, the irritable temper came up again, Yu Xianwen's tone became more serious: "What are you doing? You are such an old man and you still talk back to your elders. The old tree treats you no worse than the young tree, right? You are not grateful at all?"

From junior high school to now, Su Xueqing took care of his son for most of the year.This love is owed to him by Yu Xianwen, and it is also owed to him by Yu Jingzhi.

He can understand that Yu Jingzhi is alienated and not close to him.It was he who neglected his family because of work, and he deserved his son not being intimate with him, but he couldn't allow Yu Jingzhi to treat Su Xueqing badly.Just because of Su Xueqing's care for Yu Jingzhi in the past ten years, he should respect and love him.

Yu Jingzhi was still standing in the porch without moving, with the dim light falling on his head, he looked lonely, and he didn't answer back, Yu Xianwen felt embarrassed when he was talking.

When I got home, I started to complain, which really hurt the family harmony.

"Okay, don't stand still. You go to buy some gifts tomorrow, and we will go to the old tree together and come to the door to apologize in person. No matter how angry he is, he should calm down." Yu Xianwen sighed, his son made a mistake, and he was like an old man. How can I sit idly by.

"Okay." Yu Jingzhi nodded, looking much more relaxed, and said casually, "Uncle Qing was angry because he didn't agree with my relationship with Xiaoshu. You should be careful with your words tomorrow, and put all the mistakes on me. Let Xiaoshu live in peace first." Let’s talk about the future next year.”

"What do you disagree with???" Yu Xianwen raised his eyebrows, and for a moment suspected that he had a hearing problem.

Yu Jingzhi walked to the sofa and repeated in a very normal tone: "I don't agree with my association with Xiaoshu."

"Patter", the glass full of water in Yu Xianwen's hand fell to the ground, and the water stained half of his trousers.He didn't have the heart to talk to him at all, his mind was full of what Yu Jingzhi said, "You... and Xiaoshu, are you dating?"

Even after hearing it twice, he still couldn't believe such an absurd thing.

"Yes, I just started dating, and I planned to talk to you after the Chinese New Year."

Yu Xianwen got up in a hurry, picked up the feather duster on the TV cabinet, and skillfully slapped him with a stick on the back.

He was so angry that he exerted all his strength, but through the thick coat, Yu Jingzhi was still stimulated by the pain and hid forward.

"Do you still dare to hide?!" Yu Xianwen was furious, and the feather duster turned into the best tool for discouragement, just like when he heard him say that he likes men, he hit it again and again.He tried his best, and he didn't dodge.

"I asked you to thank the old tree, but I didn't ask you to agree with me! Little tree treats you like a brother, how can you do it!"

The pain was superimposed, and the coat could not play a defensive role at all, and every pain pierced into the heart.

Yu Jingzhi let go of his tightly pursed lips, and blurted out a muffled grunt. He swallowed hard, emphatically emphasizing: "Brother is just a name, he likes me."

"Like? He said he likes you, so you dare to think about love! Do you know how much the old tree loves the little tree!" Yu Xianwen was about to die of anger, panting, "Little tree is still young, how old are you?" ?! Can't you tell what he's talking about is affectionate love!"

I don't know which sentence hit Yu Jingzhi's nerves, he flashed, and the feather duster fell to nothing.When Yu Xianwen raised it again, he held it firmly. Yu Xianwen tried to grab it twice but failed, and finally let go and smiled with the corners of his mouth.

Yu Jingzhi put the feather duster back into the distance, and didn't say a word about the scratches all over his back.He only said softly: "We really love each other."

He didn't address anyone, and he didn't have any titles. His voice was soft and slow, as if he was talking to himself, or calmly announcing to the whole world.

Except for Yu Xianwen's panting, the house was very quiet, and he could hear it clearly.He lost his mind to explore the process of the reason, and the single ending made him helpless.

After a while, Yu Jingzhi asked, "Have you had dinner yet? I'm going to cook noodles, do you want to add one?"

Calm tone, attitude, and volume, as if the farce just now had never happened.But Yu Xianwen knew his son too well, and Yu Jingzhi was using everything as usual to overwhelm his restlessness.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, and there is no power to reverse it, so you don't need to worry about it.

Yu Jingzhi told him firmly with every move.

The arms propped on the knees moved up, and the broad palms covered the pale and haggard face, and Yu Xianwen's voice came from between the palms.

Very stuffy, very low.

"...I'm going to owe the old tree my love for the rest of my life. If not, I won't be able to pay it back."

Apart from indifference, Yu Jingzhi finally had a second look on his handsome face tonight. The corners of Yu Jingzhi's lips were pursed into a smile, and his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with expectation and joy.

The cold wind outside the window couldn't bear to blow so hard.

"Thank you Dad." Yu Jingzhi said, "I'll cook your favorite tomato egg noodles."