bosom friend

Evening——the night when they didn't drink alcohol, the two of them slept peacefully.

Wake up again, it's the sixth day.Unlike the panic in the morning of the fifth day, the sixth day was quite calm.

"Morning." After waking up, Qiao Ping pressed Xin Yu to look at his neck, pulled his neckline to look at him, and then pulled up his sleeve to look at his arm, "It seems to have disappeared a little bit." ?”

The alcohol rash on Xin Yu's body improved a little, which was expected by Xin Yu, and he also paid attention to Qiao Pingyi in a courteous manner, "How about you, are you feeling better?"

"……Um."

After breakfast, Qiao Ping went back to his grandfather's house to report.

Xin Yu said, "I'll see you off."

"No, I can drive."

"Really not?"

"It's really not necessary."

"En." Xin Yu didn't insist anymore, "Then I'll help you lift the things to the car." What he said was the special products he brought back from Cangshui, and there was a cardboard box.

After sending Qiao Ping to the car, Xin Yu said, "Then send me a message when you get home."

"……All right."

The two of them had never done it before, sending messages to report each other's safety, and they both felt that it was nothing to do.

Qiao Ping drove the car home smoothly.After parking the car, he kept his promise and sent a message to Xin Yu: I'm here.

Xin Yu replied with one word: yes.

Qiao Ping wanted to sneak back to his room quietly, but he was not lucky, and his grandfather was in the living room.His mother is not here, he should have gone out.

The serious old man with white hair asked: "Where have you been these two days?"

Qiao Ping said together: "At Xin Yu's."

Qiao Pingyi's grandfather's name is Fang Xingjian. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a well-known entrepreneur. In Qiao Ping's eyes, he is an old-fashioned old man.

Fang Xingjian knew Xin Yu, although he had never met him, but as the head of the family, he had some idea of ​​how the children in the family made friends.He had no dissatisfaction with Xin Yu, so he was not unhappy, he just said: "It's Chinese New Year, don't bother others all the time."

Qiao Ping didn't make any distinctions and explained obediently: "Understood."

His cousin Fang Junxing was by the old man's side, and he helped with a smile, "Everyone has time to get together during the Chinese New Year. We are usually busy. If we want to meet up, we have to make several appointments to find a time that is convenient for everyone."

Fang Junxing is the son of Qiao Ping's first and second uncles. He has been obedient since he was a child, and he is a child of a special family. The elders are full of praise for him.Probably because he has been compared a lot, Qiao Pingyi has always disliked him and has a very weak relationship with him.

Mr. Fang was very generous to his favorite grandson, and said with a smile, "Why are you so busy? Don't think that I don't know you young people. As long as you want to play, you have to find time if you don't have time, and you can play all night long."

Fang Junxing said with a smile: "How can it be? Staying up late to play is unnecessary and meaningless. It's better to sleep well during bedtime."

The old man agreed very much, "Well, you have to have a regular schedule to be healthy. Don't be like me. You didn't pay attention to these things when you were young, alas, but there was nothing you could do back then. At that time, I..." Maybe when people are old, they will especially like memories. He began to recall his brilliant self-made life for the umpteenth time.

Fang Junxing is a good listener, every time he can be as interested as the first time he listens.

Qiao Pingyi couldn't do it anymore. Listening to these stories that he had heard countless times would make him loveless. Fortunately, he was an audience that was not necessary to the old man, so he slipped away smoothly.

Seeing that the sun was just right, he wandered to the backyard, dragged the recliner, and found a place to lie down.

He took out his mobile phone and looked through it. There was a missed call, which should have come in during his training just now.

The caller is Lao Hao.This person's full name is Hao Gaoxing, he is his college classmate, and like him, he is a rich second generation, and the two of them have a lot in common.

He reckoned that Hao Xingxing had nothing important to do with him, but now that he is free, he should call back.

"Old Hao, what's the matter?"

Hao Xing said happily: "I told you to come out and play."

"It's only the sixth day, don't you need to go to your relative's house?"

"I just came out of my aunt's house."

"Oh. I'm not in the mood, alas..." Qiao Ping sighed, "You don't know how miserable I have been this year."

"Huh?" Hao Xingxing was full of curiosity immediately, "What happened? Who raised your little three and little four who ran home and made trouble?"

"Get out!" Qiao Ping scolded, "A dog can't spit out ivory... Tsk, I don't bother to talk to you, I just hang up."

Putting down the phone, he changed into a comfortable position and closed his eyes in relaxation...

Just as he was falling asleep, he heard footsteps, and saw that it was his uncle Fang Zize leading the family's big dog into the backyard, "Uncle, let's take Artest for a walk."

The big dog is Erha, whose name is Fang Tai.It heard Qiao Pingyi's voice, its eyes lit up, it broke free from the leash excitedly, and rushed over...

A giant dog fell from the sky like a mountain—it was aptly named—and killed half of Qiaopin.

Qiao Ping struggled desperately, but his strength was exhausted, "Uncle...you pull it away quickly!"

Fang Zize smiled and watched the excitement for a while, and then dragged the dog aside with his arms around its neck.

Qiao Ping got up from the reclining chair with his back, "This stupid dog... can you not jump at anyone?" He tore the messed up clothes, and sat back on the reclining chair—tired from standing, his back was sore.I had a lot of exercise the night before.

The big dog struggled endlessly under Fang Zize's hands. He thought the masters were playing with it, wagging its tail excitedly, taking small steps, and was always ready to pounce on Qiao Pingyi again.

Qiao Ping stared at it defensively, "Don't let go, uncle!"

Fang Zize patted the dog's head, raised his hand and threw something far away, and ordered it: "Go quickly."

Erha rushed out with a whoosh, and then didn't come back...

"Stupid dog..."

Fang Zize said: "What's going on with you?"

"Ah?" Qiao Ping looked up and saw his uncle was frowning and looking at him.

Fang Zize said: "A look of excessive indulgence."

"..."

One of Qiao Pingyi's uncle's specialties is poisonous eyes.

Fang Xingjian has three sons and two daughters.

Qiao Pingyi's mother Fang Rou ranked third.

Fang Zize ranked fifth, the youngest of the Fang family.He was born late, more than ten years younger than the old Sifang Zihan.Seven years older than Qiaoping.

After Fang Rou and Qiao Pingyi's father divorced, they took Qiao Pingyi back to Fang's house.The fatherly love that Qiao Pingyi lacked has since been filled by the male elders of the Fang family.

My uncle, Fang Zize, was actually more like Qiao Pingyi's elder brother than an elder.

Qiao Pingyi was very close to him, and was willing to talk to him about everything, because he could get help instead of blame.

When Qiao Ping always came out to his mother, his mother was unwilling to accept it at first.It was Fang Zize who sensed something was wrong, intervened in this matter, and finally succeeded in persuading his sister.

That is to say, besides Fang Rou, Fang Zize also knew about Qiao Pingyi's sexual orientation.

So, now, when my grandpa and cousin didn't find anything wrong, my uncle saw the problem at a glance.

Fang Zize walked to another chair next to Qiao Pingyi and sat down. With his arms on his knees, he leaned over to look at Qiao Pingyi, "Who plotted against you?"

His posture was like a beast staring at its prey, which put a lot of pressure on Qiao Ping, but he couldn't be cowardly if he was a man!Qiao Ping insisted: "What are you talking about, who can plot against me, haha..."

Fang Zize lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, "Could it be that little singer named Song or something?"

"His name is Song Can." Song Can is an artist in Fang Zize's company, but he was recommended by Qiao Pingyi. "Of course not, how is it possible."

"So, you have indeed been taken advantage of by someone, so, who is it?"

"..."

Fang Zize said: "Your mother said you were at Xin Yu's place these two days. Since you refuse to tell, then I'll ask Xin Yu. Aren't you so nice to wear a pair of pants? He should know everything about you." He took out his cell phone and made a gesture to make a call.

"Don't!" It would be embarrassing for you to ask Xin Yu.Qiao Ping was so anxious that he was going crazy, "Ah!..." What did he say? "Actually, it's not a big deal, everyone is an adult..."

Fang Zize said coldly: "A grown-up should act in a proper manner, instead of trying to be exhausted."

"...how can it be!"

Fang Zize said: "Tell me, what's going on."

As soon as Qiao Ping lost his strength, "It was just an accident, I accidentally drank too much."

Fang Zize thought for a moment, "The day before yesterday, before you went out, you took a few bottles of good wine from me. I thought you were going to bring them to Xin Yu. Did you drink them with others?"

Qiao Ping was speechless.

"No, the person who made you like this is nothing to you..." Fang Zize murmured, "So, you and Xin Yu drank wine together, and then they got drunk?"

Qiao Ping wanted to cry but didn't cry, brother-in-law, do you want to be so discerning?

Fang Zize shook his head, "I ruined my good wine."

"..."

Fang Zize stopped staring at Qiao Pingyi. He lay down on the recliner and said unhurriedly, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Isn't it just a new year? We just cook table dishes, and of course there must be wine..."

Fang Zize interjected a question, "Wait, who made the dishes?"

"We're together. I actually think I'm a little better at my craft."

Fang Zize said: "You don't even touch the pot at your own house, but you can cook when you go to someone else's house." He had a very disappointed expression on his face.

"..." Qiao Ping said, "We drank too much later... We didn't expect this to happen. Xin Yu is worse than me... He is also allergic, and has a terrible wine rash and erythema all over his body."

Fang Zize said: "Since he is allergic, why is he drinking? Don't tell me, you are planning to drink him."

"No! How is it possible! Uncle, you..." Qiao Ping was about to die of anger.

Fang Zize said, "I'm just joking."

"..."

"I'm sorry, I apologize." Fang Zize said, "Go on."

"...he hasn't had allergies in a long time—I've only seen him have allergies when I was a kid, so I thought it was okay to drink more now and then. In his own words, he was not in a good mood, so he drank a few more glasses."

Fang Zize nodded, indicating that he understood, and asked, "Why is he in a bad mood?"

"It's a bit unpleasant to go back to the family during the Chinese New Year." Qiao Ping became impatient, "You even have to take care of this?"

"I'll ask you when you mention it." Fang Zize said, "You still have to be careful about allergies."

"He's getting better this morning. I'll call later and ask."

"En." Fang Zize suddenly turned his head to look at Qiao Pingyi again, with obvious inquiry and doubt in his eyes.

"……What's wrong?"

Fang Zize said: "You stayed at Xin Yu's house for two days. After what happened, you are in the same room, isn't it embarrassing?"

"well enough……"

"...I have convinced you."