put on a show

Hearing this, Xing Pei's face twisted.

He sneered: "It's not yours to spend your hard work on. As for how much it cost you, you can report the amount, and I can still afford it."

Seeing his father gnashing his teeth in anger, his fists clenched and his shoulders trembling, Xing Pei actually felt a guilty pleasure in his heart.

"Are you sorry for your mother? She raised you, not for you to be someone's gossip and joke."

"You don't need to use my mother to oppress me. She has been dead for so many years, and she doesn't need me to be sorry. Shouldn't the person who says she's sorry be you who doesn't care about her?"

"Bastard!" Xing Shangrong was so angry at Xing Pei's words that he couldn't help raising his hand.

Xing Pei stood up "squeaking" and stood upright in front of Xing Shangrong, taller than him.

He glared at his father: "Now think about it and teach me? It's too late, I've already grown up, it's this kind of bastard."

"Get out, get out! I don't have a son like you."

Xing Pei grabbed the jacket on the chair: "It's just right, I don't want to have a dad like you."

After he finished speaking, with a livid face, he strode out.When he walked downstairs and was about to go out, Xing Shangrong's threatening voice came from upstairs again: "Xing Pei, if you dare to walk out of this door, you just..."

Before his father could finish speaking, Xing Pei had already walked out the door.

His cold face slowly collapsed with his steps, the corners of his mouth and eyes were pulled down, and his angry steps gradually became heavy and dragged.

Even though it was very late on New Year's Eve, there were still people on the street, couples and piles, all playing and laughing after drinking.I don't know when, small snow particles have been floating in the sky, small, wrapped in the wind, hit the face like gravel, and quickly melted, and the whole face became wet.

Xing Pei feels terrible, every time he meets his father, it will end like this.Xing Pei hated Xing Shangrong because he didn't come to see his mother for the last time. He not only hated him for being ruthless to his mother, but also blamed him for neglecting him for years.This old resentment would pop up every time they met, piercing through Xing Pei's heart and chest like a bullet, pointing directly at Xing Shangrong.He knew how to hurt Xing Shangrong, so he deliberately said those words, every word just now was like a vicious curse, he endured the pain, but he couldn't stop the pleasure of hurt and revenge.

However, after the end, Xing Pei probably did not feel better than Xing Shangrong.The hatred between blood relatives has no winner in the end.

Unknowingly, he had already walked several streets, and Xing Pei was blown through by the cold wind.He didn't want to go back to get his car at all, so he took a taxi casually.

He first said to go to Beishan, the car drove for more than ten minutes, he changed his mind, said to go to Guofeng Yiyuan, the car drove halfway, Xing Pei thought of something again, immediately changed his words, and asked the driver to go to the Conservatory of Music.

He didn't let the driver drive into the residential area of ​​the college, he got off at the gate and wandered aimlessly on the empty campus during the holidays.

I didn’t meet anyone, only the street trees on both sides and the densely piled up lights of various colors in the flower beds. Two huge red lanterns hung on the school gate, facing such a quiet night, they lit up alone.The snow began to get bigger, and at this time it was already fluttering like feathers falling.

Xing Pei wandered around, and still arrived at the family courtyard. There were still many lights on in the community, and the familiar voice of the gala leaked out of the windows.He stood at the gate of the community and looked in, but Pei Qing rejected him again, there wasn't a single light here for him.

His cell phone rang, it was Guan Ju calling, he glanced at it and hung up.Soon Zou Heping called again. Xing Pei hesitated for a moment, but hung up. At the same time, he sent a message to Aunt Zou, saying that he wanted to be quiet and said sorry.

He had just put the phone in his pocket when it rang again. He took it out annoyed and found that it was Tan Xiaoge.

Xing Pei looked at the phone in his hand which vibrated for a long time, and when he was about to hang up automatically, he picked it up: "What's the matter?"

Tan Xiaoge's voice was enthusiastic and excited: "Brother Pei, happy new year, I wish you all the best in the new year and a prosperous career."

"Well, happy new year, and you too."

Tan Xiaoge sensitively sensed that Xing Pei's mood was not right, and asked with concern: "Brother Pei, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, thank you."

This abnormal attitude was enough to surprise Tan Xiaoge, but he just changed the subject calmly: "Didn't you play outside today?"

"No."

"Well, there's really nothing interesting outside. There are people everywhere. A few friends and I were planning to go out for New Year's Eve together, but we were recognized by someone, and we finally ran home..."

Tan Xiaoge babbled on the other end of the phone, talking about some boring things.In fact, they didn't have much to talk about. Tan Xiaoge was probably just planning to say a few words of New Year greetings to him, but he didn't expect that Xing Pei didn't hang up his phone right away. Surprised, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and find something to talk to him about.

Xing Pei didn't listen to what Tan Xiaoge said, but he didn't want to hang up the phone. It was probably because the snow was too heavy, the sky was too cold, and the night full of colorful lights was even more lonely. He needed even a little warmth to breathe.He held the phone, still aimlessly, and after about half an hour, he met the two red lanterns hanging on the gate again.

He hung up the phone and called a car to pick him up.When he exited the taxi page, he saw more unread messages.While waiting for the bus, Xing Pei clicked on the chat interface, and he should reply to the New Year's greetings from some seniors in the circle and bosses in the capital.

Although Xing Shangrong regards what he does as worthless, it is also a career that he has built up by himself without relying on anyone. He never feels that this is depravity. On the contrary, he got what he wanted here. All of them—money and a sense of accomplishment, he felt that he was actually pretty good.

Xing Pei quickly swipe the red dots, and when he swipe past Pei Qinghuan, he backed away, and he clicked on Pei Qinghuan's profile picture.

He said, "Hey, happy new year!"

It was distributed at [-]:[-], so it turned out that Pei Qing hadn't forgotten it, he was just waiting for that time, waiting to say his first New Year's greetings to himself.

His heart seemed to come alive suddenly, beating wildly at this moment.He turned around and ran towards the community, regretting that he missed the first time he saw this news after talking so much nonsense with Tan Xiaoge.

He arrived at the door of Pei's house in one breath. There were spring couplets with red background and gold characters pasted on both sides of the door, and an inverted "Fu" was pasted in the middle of the door. Xing Pei leaned on the word "Fu", panting, and returned a message to Pei Qing: "Open the door!"

Soon he heard the sound of slippers moving in the room, and the door lock rang.

Pei Qing opened the door, and Xing Pei was covered in cold air, and the snow particles on his shoulders had not yet melted, and he was panting outside the door.

The Pei family's parents had already fallen asleep, and Pei Qing was the only one in the living room watching TV with the sound turned off.He took Xing Pei's hand and gently led him into his room.Xing Pei followed behind him, even breathing lightly.He didn't say until he closed the door: "The clothes are all wet, take off your coat."

He didn't ask why Xing Pei, who was celebrating Chinese New Year, wasn't at his house, but wandered around his house, and he didn't ask how the little bastard would spend tonight if he hadn't sent that message.

The heating in the room is adequate, the air is dry, and the humidifier in the room makes a slight electrical sound.Xing Pei took off his coat according to his words, and sat on Pei Qing's bed.

Pei Qing also found a dry towel from the closet, stood in front of Xing Pei, opened the towel, and pressed the top of his head: "Low your head."

Xing Pei lowered his head, and Pei Qing put a towel on his head and carefully wiped his hair.Xing Pei's hands on his knees slowly curled into fists, grabbing his trouser legs.

After wiping it almost, Pei Qing brought the hair dryer again, inserted his fingers into Xing Pei's hair, and flipped his hair in the hot wind.A soft and warm wind veil brushed over Xing Pei's face, like the spring wind, blowing away the cold memory of his wandering in the snowy night just now, everything became warm and soft.

He lowered his head, pushed his forehead forward, and rested his forehead on Pei Qinghuan's stomach.Pei Qing didn't push him away yet, holding his wet head and continuing to blow.Xing Pei raised his hand around Pei Qinghuan's waist, and stretched in from the hem of his loose pajamas, holding Pei Qinghuan's waist with his cold fingers, his warm body temperature and soft skin in the palm of his hand.

The warm flesh was subconsciously tensed for a while, but Pei Qing didn't let him take his hand away.Xing Pei folded his arms, hugged Pei Qinghuan tightly, and buried his face in his arms.Warm, soft, and comfortable, he was just a hedgehog with fried hair, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, and the general ethics did not pay attention to his arrogance. Now he fell into this gentle embrace, and he just had a sore nose. I want to cry.

The "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Pei Qing put the hair dryer aside, put his arm around Xing Pei's shoulder, and gently stroked his hair with the other hand. His dry and strong palms ran from the top of Xing Pei's head to his neck. , All the frizz and aggrievedness in his heart were smoothed away bit by bit.

After a turbulent whole day, he was terribly frozen just now, and now he was warmed up, and his mood calmed down. Xing Pei was so comfortable that he felt drowsy.

Pei Qing even raised his face: "Are you sleepy?"

"Ah."

"I'm going to find you a set of pajamas, and I'll sleep here tonight."

"Ah."

Pei Qing also found a set of his own pajamas for Xing Pei, and Xing Pei changed into it three times, five times and two times, and wanted to get in after uncovering the quilt on Pei Qing's bed.

Pei Qing still grabbed his arm: "What do you want to do?"

"Sleep. This bed is a bit narrow, and two people can still lie down if squeezed together. Do you sleep inside or outside?"

It is said that the first time Xing Pei saw this bed, he wanted to sleep. He had slept on the kingsize bed in Pei Qinghuan's apartment, but he wanted to sleep on this small bed that he slept in since he was a child. Two big men lay like this On a small bed, they should be squeezed close together.

Pei Qing was still laughing helplessly, he pinched Xing Pei's nose: "You can really imagine that there is a packed guest room next door, I'll take you there."