Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan knew that there must be an end with Yang Runzhi, and an end with his parents in name. He didn't know how much he was hindered before he died, and the benevolence of a woman is asking for a dead end.

Su Yide's working hours are different from other teams. He took a day off in the middle to adjust the models themselves. Yang Fan spent this day lying on the sofa and staring blankly at the roses that had not faded. The outer petals had already faded. The appearance of dark brown fine lines indicated that it was not far from withering. He looked at it with wide eyes but was powerless, and finally picked them off with his own hands and put them in the flowerpot raised by the man.

With drooping eyes and long eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes, Yang Fan stood on the balcony, holding the phone in his hand and kept spinning, and when he decided to call back, his breath became cold.

"This weekend, don't tell me about other times. It's up to me to decide whether to see you or not."

Chen Min hung up the phone and snorted angrily: "Disgusting stuff."

"You said he really has that much money?" There are six 3s after the 0, which is an astronomical figure for ordinary people like them.

Chen Min reassured his wife: "Why not? It's all on TV. After all, Runzhi is his biological brother, and he will help him even if he calls him brother."

A few seconds later, Yang Shunjun exhaled smoke, narrowed his eyes full of holes, hesitantly said: "I went to play chess with them these few days, and I talked about him intentionally or unintentionally."

"Say he is a hacker? Haven't we lost enough face? The old lady hated him when she died. If he hadn't broken our brother's one back then and messed with the teacher again, we would have bowed our heads. cut?"

Naturally, Yang Shunjun didn't want to recall the events of the past. His whole family was pointed at the spine and disgusted. He had never been so useless in his life, and all this was due to the eldest son who defeated him. He immediately slapped the table angrily.

To say that the technology back then was not as advanced as it is now. When Yang Shunli’s stinky gadget was sent to the hospital, he was told that it took too long to connect, but it might not work as well as before. This is true, but now Yang Shunli has no children. , the sperm survival rate is only 5%, and the chance of having a child is very small.

But Yang Shunjun felt guilty, a little afraid to see Yang Fan, if he still remembered that incident back then.

So Chen Min was happily thinking about his grandson, Yang Shunjun was smoking a cigarette with a tangled complexion, the husband and wife had different dreams in the same bed that night.

Here, Yang Fan was busy with work and didn't have time to think about the two old people who hadn't been in touch for a long time, because they were too strange, if it wasn't for forgetting things about his childhood, he probably would have forgotten what they looked like.

Most of Su Yide's clothing collections are not authentic. It is said that the prince's python robes were borrowed from a friend last time. It is not a gossip for Yang Fan to hear this. Mr. contacted the master himself to make them all have a heavy feeling. If you want to say that today’s Qing Dynasty uniforms are gorgeous and exquisite, Yang Fan wears tinsel on his head and feels that the weight is not light. The front and back are decorated with emerald jewels, and the front is only embroidered with gold thread and embellished with jasper. , the top is tilted back to look noble.He touched it boldly, Little K pulled out a wooden box and opened it, and said to Yang Fan: "Except for the clothes that are not from the ancestors, these are all oh and they were all repaired by the teacher to be very new." .

"This hairpin is called Diancui Gold-plated Gemstone Butterfly Love Flower."

Yang Fan read it silently once, looking at the hairpin in front of the mirror, the shape of the hairpin is refreshing, the gold is the flower, the emerald green is the leaf, and the butterfly is making the spring auspicious. He asked, "Is this really emerald green?"

"That's right, the teacher collected it from the folks five years ago, and it took two months to refurbish it like this."

Yang Fan was taken aback looking at these old things, because they were too beautiful and couldn't help but sigh how strong the imagination and manual ability of the ancients were.

"Then you also use real dot emeralds to make these jewelry?" It is said that the kingfishers are to be skinned alive.

"It's an exaggeration, how dare we use the truth, we will be scolded to death by fans, okay?"

Yang Fan nodded and stopped talking nonsense.

The clothes are carefully matched and the colors are matched together without being abrupt. The thicker colors reflect a depressing but extravagant atmosphere anyway.

He was ready but there was no photographer to start, Su Yide said: "I am waiting for someone."

Although the model specified Yang Fan, he was a man after all, and he was a little charming and couldn't show it naturally, so Su Yide contacted the young opera teacher he knew, Yuan Lan.

Singing requires agile facial expressions, and changes in facial features to match the characters. Unlike acting, everyone is like yourself. What you need to take pictures is the most exciting moment. It is better to exaggerate, and these must be done by experienced people.

Ever since Yang Fan met Yuan Lan, he felt that the other party's eyes were very radiant, how could you describe them as shining?No, that's Gu Panjian's amorous feelings, with a woman's liveliness and shyness in her eyebrows and eyes.

Feeling novel, he walked over to say hello, "Hello, teacher."

Yuan Lan's voice was as clear and pure as a stream in the mountains, "Ding Dong" ethereal and pure: "Hello, I heard Mr. Su talking about you."

Yang Fan thought that he must go to the opera when he had time. How nice it would be to sing with such a voice. He sighed and felt that he had a lot to learn. There were mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. It's a big joke to be able to say that.

Today's shooting was much stricter than the previous ones. Su Yide saw that one shot felt wrong and started all over again. Yang Fan's mouth became stiff and numb at the end of the smile, and it was not convenient to rub the accessories all over his body.

In the end, the quality of the film was particularly high. Su Yide turned his face to Yang Fan and Yuan Lan with a smile and said: "The beauty of a beauty is not in the surface, but in the bone."

Little K silently gave them a thumbs up from the side. Afterwards, she pulled Yang Fan carefully and said, "After the filming, you can wear regular clothes for filming."

"Huh?" He didn't understand.

"Teacher's things may not be all those emerald accessories. Recently, he wants to cooperate with a big international brand. Some jewelry is modern." Yang Fan opened his mouth: "Then I guess my shoulder won't hurt anymore. "

"Haha."

This is not Xiao K's laugh.

Su Yide appeared behind them silently, didn't mind Yang Fan's words at all, but instead patted his shoulder and squeezed.

Yang Fan tilted his head and didn't understand what the teacher meant.

"Boy, you're too thin." Su Yide frowned a little dissatisfied, and said angrily to the nanny who came to deliver tea in a blink of an eye: "Go to my pharmacy and get some medicines for Yang Fan to take away."

Yang Fan was flattered: "This is so embarrassing."

"Then you should quickly gain weight. I, an old man, can stand for a day without any problem. You, a young man in your 20s, have sore shoulders, and your body is too weak." Then he turned and left the petrified young man, rubbing the prayer beads with his right hand Bian said, "Young people nowadays are not physically strong."

In the end, Yang Fan held the traditional Chinese medicine wrapped in kraft paper and stood on the side of the road to stop the car to go home. On the way, he saw the photos displayed on Su Yide's official Weibo. There was a photo of him wearing a python robe sitting in front of the camera. In order not to feel angry and prestige, this Weibo has Aite him, and Yang Fan quickly reposted it.

The fans below are blowing up again. I feel that the idol is going to heaven. Last time I cooperated with Jia Jing and this time with Su Yide. Is there a background?

He rubbed his shoulders and replied: "There is really no backstage."

Later, several faceless photos were also found to be Yang Fan's, and all the "kneeling and licking" and "kissing" appeared under the comments.

Yang Fan didn't understand why he wanted to shoot these treasures all of a sudden, and when he thought about it deeply, he came up with a bold idea, and even counting the start time of the costume drama, it can't be far away.I was about to turn off my phone and close my eyes to rest my mind, when a fan sent me a private message.

"Can the model in picture [-] be customized?"

He didn't remember what picture [-] was, and wanted to reject it, but he was his fan after all, so he went back and looked at it. There were two things in picture [-]. He was holding an ivory carved flower fan in his left hand, and he was wearing a jade hibiscus dot emerald ring on the middle finger of his right hand. .

The fan is an antique, and the ring is imitation Diancui.

Yang Fan asked Little K, who quickly became friends with him in the past few days, and Little K said that the fan can be used for other things. If you want to buy a genuine product, it is estimated that the price starts at [-] yuan, and the ring can be customized.

When he copied and pasted it to his fans, he was apprehensive, thinking that they would dive and disappear because these things were not something ordinary people could afford. In the end, it was the fans who slapped him in the face and immediately went to the official blog.

"Oh my God, the local tyrant is just one." Yang Fan was surprised and regretful, and he didn't think how rich he was after reading his Weibo.

"There is a kind of person who doesn't show off his wealth." Song Bai patted his head, turned around and changed into a light kung fu suit.

"I like that ring too, and I want to buy it too."

"Buy it if you like it, my Alipay password is 837495."

He originally wanted to ask Song Bai what he thought of the ring, but suddenly he knew some incredible password and hurriedly lowered his head: "I have the money to buy it myself."

Song Bai turned around and rubbed his fleshy arm, then turned to him and said, "What's mine is yours."

The man's arms were muscular. Yang Fan shrank back into the chair and held the old enamel teacup in his hand. He stared at his chest muscles several times with piercing eyes, automatically blocked what the man said just now, coughed twice and said, "Go do Tai Chi."

"Well, do you want to come together?"

Yang Fan shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's all practiced by the elderly." Thinking that Song Bai is not an elderly person, he changed his mind, "I'm not interested in keeping fit."

Beauty is easy to be affected, so Yang Fan put down his tea cup and pretended to look around in the kitchen.

"I'm out of soy sauce at home, I'll go buy it."

Song Bai glanced at him, then looked at the remaining 2/3 of the soy sauce and was stunned, then nodded without refusing: "Remember to come back early, don't buy fried or puffed food, and carbonated drinks are not allowed."

"Then what do you allow me to buy?"

"Buy fruit, you can buy some vegetables and meat back, I have nothing to do today and make something delicious for you."

Just as Yang Fan wanted to agree, he heard him say again: "Why don't we go out to eat today."

"Why do you suddenly have to go out to eat again?"

Song Bai walked towards the gym step by step, and suddenly blew into his ear, saying, "Secret."

Um, what's going on here?

Song Bai can actually be seductive, did he take the wrong medicine...

Yang Fan patted his face and went out with his mobile phone. Anyway, he can use his mobile phone to scan everywhere now.

Ten years ago, the prices were not so expensive. He looked at the rows of price lists and sighed one by one, feeling that he had saved a lot of money. Even though Song Bai forbade him to eat snacks, he had to be obedient?Could it be that if he bought it, Song Bai would throw it away?

He took a few bags of French fries and hummed a little tune, thinking about killing it outside, but when he went to the grocery area to buy soy sauce, he heard a very low volume... a couple quarreling?

The male voice was kept low and sounded familiar, but Yang Fan immediately shook his head and laughed at himself, who is still learning how to control the voice of older people even though he is old.

"Since you provoked me, why do you still provoke her? Don't you know that we are rivals!"

"Sun Qianqian, I have explained to you no less than ten times that I really have nothing to do with Xu Yao."

The woman was very angry: "It's okay and let the reporter take pictures of you going in and out of the hotel together. You said you were filming and thought I was blind and stupid, right? Who practiced in the middle of the night."

Yang Fan slowly withdrew the foot he was about to step out, and turned his head back to stop with a cold face. There was only a row of shelves between him and those two people, even if they were clever enough to glance here, they would find someone else was there.

It's a pity they didn't notice.

He took out a bottle of soy sauce and pretended not to know: "This bottle of soy sauce is so expensive." The volume was not loud, but the two people on the opposite side could definitely hear it very clearly.

Zhang Bo was startled when he heard someone speak. He turned his head and saw a handsome face on the other side of the shelf. The young man's hair was tied up in natural curls. Shaking his head, his natural facial features are pleasing to the eye and heart.

He immediately remembered who this person was.

Yang Fan inadvertently raised his head and pretended to be surprised when he saw them, he took a step back and opened his mouth as if seeing an idol: "Zhang Bo, Sun Qianqian!"

When the young man raised his head, he was sure that he was right. Zhang Bo put on his sunglasses and expressed surprise: "It turned out to be Yang Fan."

Yang Fan's face immediately collapsed, and he turned his gaze to Sun Qianqian and found that the other party had been dodging. He couldn't help sneering, but he still pretended to admire and said, "I didn't expect to see you here."

Sun Qianqian looks very young, her long black hair has now become short hair, her makeup is exquisite and majestic, and the space on the shelf is too small to see everything, but even if she imagines it, she can imagine a woman's exquisite concave figure.

"I didn't expect that either." Being stared at by the other party was like being stared at by a cobra, and his whole body trembled. Zhang Bo was surprised by his body's reaction and quickly regained his senses. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"Everyone has always hoped that you will become a real couple from a screen couple, but I didn't expect it to be real. Sister Qianqian, Brother Bo, I'm here to congratulate you first."

Sun Qianqian is a woman, and a woman's sixth sense is always particularly strong. She felt that this man named Yang Fan had unfriendly eyes, so she didn't bother to say hello and just put on sunglasses and left.Zhang Bo stood with a livid face and didn't expect her to be so shameless, so he quickly said to Yang Fan, "Qianqian and I are not what you think."

"Oh brother, don't worry, I will keep it a secret." Yang Fan smiled so much that his eyes turned into crescents, and he looked at Zhang Bo innocently while holding the soy sauce, but his right hand ruthlessly smacked the palm of his hand until it turned white.

It turned out that Sun Qianqian and Zhang Bo had been engaged in an underground affair for a long time. He and Zhang Bo hadn't dated yet. He always thought that Zhang Bo wanted a child so he couldn't resist Sun Qianqian's temptation. In other words, it was Sun Qianqian was inserted between him and Zhang Bo by the mistress.

It's ridiculous. In the end, he became a mistress himself. No wonder Sun Qian asked the report at that time to write plausible words, but Zhang Bo turned to her without saying a word.

Yang Fan thought of the sweet words that Zhang Bo hugged him every time at midnight, and felt disgusted. When he slipped his hand, the soy sauce fell from his hand and shattered on the ground.

The salesman heard the noise and came over with an ouch and hurriedly took the dustpan to clean it. Yang Fan tried to calm himself down and not look at Zhang Bo. He saved his breath and beat him up now. Song Bai went to the police station to pick him up. How embarrassing .

"Sorry, don't you want to go after Sister Qianqian?" He bent down to pick up the pieces, and soon Zhang Bo also squatted down, with helplessness in his tone, "It's okay, we are just ordinary friends."

Zhang Bo kept his back turned when the salesperson came to clean, and Yang Fan took the initiative to admit his mistake with the piece of broken glass with the barcode in his hand: "I'm sorry, I will pay together when I pay right away."

The salesperson saw that he was quite reasonable and didn't talk nonsense.

Zhang Bo turned his back to listen to Yang Fan's gentle voice and couldn't help but look back. He remembered that Yang Fan seemed to have a lot of opinions on him every time he talked. .

"Yang Fan, do you dislike me?"

Yang Fan took out his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, and said while pushing the cart: "No, I like all the works you acted, such as the lonely swordsman in "Thrilling" and the third prince in "Farewell". He's very handsome, ah, my favorite is the handsome and handsome elder brother in "Unobstructed View"."

""Glance at a Glance" is an old movie, and you actually watched it?" Even he himself can hardly remember that movie.

Yang Fan was depressed, he remembered all Zhang Bo's films.

"Well, I like it very much." The reply was not as passionate as before, "Brother Bo, I'm going to buy groceries first."

"Hey wait for me, it's fate if we meet, I just happen to have to buy vegetables to go back, let's go together."

Yang Fan had no choice but to buy vegetables by himself. Looking back, he saw the tender tofu in the freezer and quickly took three boxes. In Song Bai’s special recipe, there was a simple and refreshing dish. It was said to be a snack in his grandmother’s hometown. Pour a little soy sauce and soft tofu and stir until it becomes crumbled. It can be eaten with porridge in the morning. It tastes cool and not greasy. He likes it very much unexpectedly.

In addition, Song Bai's spicy tofu is also very tasty.

Thinking of this, his mouth started to salivate, so Yang Fan bought a few more pieces of tofu.

"Do you like tofu very much?" A man's voice sounded from behind.

"It's not like I like it, but my family's cooking is delicious, and I'm not picky." He used to eat spicy food, but Zhang Bo seldom ate spicy food because of his face, so he quit cruelly back then. Yang Fan shook the water in his hand I don't know if it was intentional, but the water splashed on Zhang Bo's clothes and wet a lot, "I'm sorry for getting your clothes wet."

Zhang Bo's gaze has been circling the young man's perfect side face, his eyelashes fanning and twinkling like a porcelain doll, especially when he smiles, he is indistinguishable from male to female, he moves a little closer and his voice softens: "Then help me Wash it up."

"May I wash it for you?" Yang Fan wiped off the water on his body, opened Alipay and asked politely, "How much does it cost for dry cleaning? How convenient it is for me to transfer you directly." What's the matter if he is a big boss, a big boss can just flirt person?

Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people in the corner and there was no need to probe, Yang Fan turned around and quickly pressed his arm on Zhang Bo's neck. Zhang Bo's height was 185 and he looked at each other without any pressure. He said softly, "Are you gay too?"

"You are gay." Zhang Bo shrank his pupils and squinted his eyes habitually. Yang Fan remembered that this was also one of his signature gestures, so he smiled and pinched his face to pretend to be intimate.

"I'm gay, so it's best not to provoke me. I'm not afraid of death and it doesn't matter if we die together. This is my warning to you." Many people think that he is a soft persimmon and easy to deal with, but he refuses to let them do so .

Seeing Zhang Bo standing there stupidly, Yang Fan immediately felt relieved. He pushed the cart and hummed a tune to check out, but there was no sound of men following behind him.

Sun Qianqian was reading the script in the car. From time to time, she looked at the entrance of the supermarket and found that Zhang Bo was not there. She snorted coldly. The little assistant didn't dare to pant in front of the big name and even kept her breathing under control: "Would you like some water?"

"Don't drink." The woman pointed the steering wheel with her bright red nail polish, shook off the script and pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking that she had heard the word Yang Fan before, "Yang Fan, Yang Fan..."

The little assistant reminded tremblingly: "Yang Fan? Isn't he the model who became popular a few days ago, the one from Jia Jing's studio."

Having said that, she has memories, and Sun Qianqian looked at the man who was walking slowly with a fierce look in her eyes: "That kind of thing can be popular."

"Ah, I received news that...that he is Mr. Su's model now, and the official also sent out a message acknowledging the cooperation with Yang Fan." The little assistant scratched his head and looked at the woman disdainfully, thinking to himself: What is that kind of thing? , obviously looks much better than you and has temperament.

"Hmph, I picked up what's left of me."

The little assistant stopped talking. How many people's superficial rapport is for others to see. They say they are good friends, but they might scold each other secretly. She remembered that Sun Qianqian used to be a person who relied on her beauty, except for acting. There are very few people who play well outside of the occasional interaction.Seeing Zhang Bo approaching, she got out of the car to make room.

Zhang Bo didn't even look at her, he got into the car and said directly: "You were too impulsive just now."

"What are you afraid of, the big deal is to make your relationship public."

"It's not the time yet, others will say that I eat soft food."

Sun Qianqian said with anger on her face, "I think you just want to continue flirting with others."

Zhang Bo compared the gentle and affectionate woman in his memory with the person in front of him, she was completely like a shrew. Maybe his temper became bigger when he became famous. He suppressed his anger and dragged the woman into his arms, "Sun Qianqian!"

The woman was frightened when he thought he was going to make a move, but she didn't expect the man to move his mouth when he didn't make a move. Her stiff body immediately softened, so she didn't see the disgust flashing in the man's eyes.

The little assistant standing not far away yawned, looked at the slightly shaking car, shook his head and turned around, took out a tissue and wiped his nose as if nothing had happened.

At about 4:[-], Yang Fan dawdled home, stuffed a lollipop in his mouth, and wanted to sweeten his heart first. He carried two big bags of things to the door, took out the key, and the door opened. Song Bai appeared neatly dressed. In front of him, he waved his long arm and took the plastic bag and said calmly, "You bought some snacks."

"Just a little bit, I'm hungry." He closed the door and took out the lollipop in his mouth and held it up. "I bought two and we each have one."

Song Bai looked at the lollipop blankly for a while. It was strawberry flavored. He opened his mouth and ate it under Yang Fan's gaze. have eaten."

It was just a shame, Yang Fan was about to be blown away by his serious shamelessness, he stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar and asked viciously, "Say, what are you going out to eat?"

"A date." Song Bai lowered his head and licked the corner of his lips, thinking it wasn't enough, he licked again.

Yang Fan's heart began to tremble, he touched his mouth and said, "Appointment again."

"Isn't it always dating when you're in love?"

The place I went this time was a Chinese restaurant, the food was good, but Yang Fan was always thinking about the spicy tofu, and the dishes on the table were not as tasty as those made by Song Bai: "Can we go home and have a second meal? Salt seems expensive and tasteless."

"This restaurant is hygienic and clean, with less condiments." The subtext is: eat healthy.

Ah... In a way, he was afraid of Song Bai, so he didn't bother to comfort himself and ate it quickly. After eating, Song Bai took him to watch a movie, especially a literary movie about the life experience of a great man. The tone of the movie was depressing and heavy, and there were very few audiences on the set. Yang Fan wanted to crack open his head to see what was inside, so there was no one who would bring someone to watch it.

After he said this, Song Bai held his hand tightly: "There are no gay films released."

Yang Fan felt the heat from his hands spread from his palms to his heart, and he felt an indescribable satisfaction in slowly pressing the road behind the man: "You don't have to do this, I can fall in love with you at home."

"Why can other comrades come out to have a relationship, but we can't?" Song Bai stopped and just hit Yang Fan's back, turned his head and rubbed his nose gently, and said without ambiguity, "We have what others have." Bowing his head and leaving a kiss on the back of the young man's hand was a promise, but he didn't know that the other party had already pursed his lips and couldn't even say a word in his heart.

"That... I'm going back to Yang Runzhi this weekend."

"Are you sure? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Yang Fan smiled and shook his head: "Don't underestimate me, I can handle it." As he spoke, he pulled the man forward, the road was empty and only occasionally vehicles passed by, and the shadows of mottled trees under the street lights also separated him and him The shadows of men are connected together.

"If you hurry up, you will be back in one day."

Song Bai suppressed a smile: "I didn't ask when you will come back."

Keke, Yang Fan shook his hand: "Then I will stay for a few more days."

"I was just kidding." Song Bai took the initiative to pull back and cover that hand, with a calm tone, slowly took out the lollipop from the opponent's pocket, and tore open the package.

Yang Fan blinked his eyes, but didn't understand.

"It's for you." Song Bai stuffed the lollipop into his mouth.

In the mouth, it is strawberry-flavored and sweet. I ate it in the afternoon because I was in a bad mood and felt that the sweeter the better. Now that I am in a normal mood, I think it is too sweet. Yang Fan frowned and pulled out his mouth: "You are offering a lollipop to Buddha, it doesn't count."

At this time, a tram in the distance seemed to be crazy, and the motor made a loud "hum" and was about to hit someone.

With a wave of his arm, Song Bai hugged the stunned man into his arms and quickly turned around. The speed of the car was so fast that a gust of wind with the smell of car oil swept across the corners of their clothes.

Yang Fan maintained the movement of being protected by the other party in his arms, and the man's steady heartbeat clanged in his ears.

"Fuck, I was scared to death. I thought I was going to bump into those two idiots."

"Hey, do you still want to play today, brother Tian said to have a big fun."

The man hesitated, but immediately picked it up: "I'll go, I'll call my wife right away." Suspiciously looking back, he always felt that the figure of the man just now looked like his brother, but the speed was too fast and he couldn't see it.

Yang Fan was quite frightened. He held the lollipop in his hand for a long time before slowly putting it back into his mouth. Yes, the sweetness is just right this time.

"I want to call 110 and report to the police."

Song Bai helped him slap the dust on his body without saying a word, Yang Fan's body was slapped forward and arched forward, with a lollipop in his mouth like an adult mentally retarded, of course, this is what he thought.

"Reporting is useless."

"That's right." Yang Fan took the man's hand, because the other's ear protection made him feel happy just now, humming a song and lifting the lollipop, "I won't give you the last one if you want it."

Song Bai looked at him with gentle eyes, took the lollipop within a few seconds of Yang Fan's smirk, lowered his head and kissed it, and the other hand changed from holding hands to hugging the waist and drew closer to each other, the sweet strawberry taste suddenly lingered in his mouth Rang Yang, sucking the tip of the other party's tongue until the taste disappeared, saw his face flushed and bit again before letting go, then smiled: "I got it."

Don't think... think...

Yang Fanha was panting unnaturally, Song Bai stuffed the candy back into his mouth, and said lightly, "Let's go home."

Subconsciously stirring the lollipop with his mouth, Yang Fan's head was steaming and he didn't say a word, his body shook again and again.

Damn, my legs feel weak.

Hmm... Why did the lollipop suddenly become so sweet, next time I will definitely not buy it.

The lollipop incident left a deep imprint on Yang Fan's heart. He couldn't sleep when he went back, and he suffered from a second-year illness. He lay down on the bed and asked, "Why do you want to protect me? I'm not a delicate woman." With his mouth curled up, he blamed the man Take him lightly.

Song Bai massaged his temples: "Then I won't protect you next time."

"Song Mubai, do you really know how to chat?"

What should I do if I feel paralyzed and angry, and feel that my mental retardation has suddenly become 0.

Song Bai opened his eyes and slowly raised the corners of his lips. Just as he was about to speak, he found the person around him purring very deliberately. He said softly, "Good night."

After a long time, Yang Fan raised his head in the darkness, the moonlight shone into the bedroom and even his eyes shone coldly. He turned around and looked at the man who was sleeping so straight that he stretched out his hand to hook his little finger, shrugged and said: "Okay, good night."

But he soon found that every time he saw the lollipop, he would think of that night, and then he would go crazy covering his face alone, and passers-by around him also looked like a lunatic.

Love is such a low IQ.

After finishing all the work, the filming of Su Yidena came to an end. Yang Fan sat on the bus and wiped the windows. The air was filled with a strong and fermented cigarette smell. Fortunately, there was no one sitting next to him, so he didn’t need to be tense. The chord in my heart, holding the mobile phone in my hand to see his black screen and then pressing it to turn on, Yang Runzhi's message showed that everyone in the family knew that he was coming back.

He told Yang Runzhi that it was tomorrow, but in fact it was today's ticket. He knew the address without asking. This might be the benefit of being reborn.

The four-hour bumpy journey made the driver look tired. When he got off the bus, it was getting dark. Yang Fan stood outside and exhaled, feeling that the air outside was really fresh and natural. He stopped the car and reported the address to Yang Shunjun's home.

The uncle driver was very enthusiastic: "I just had a date with my girlfriend."

"No, I just came back from outside."

"Oh, go home, right? Now young people are working hard outside. Every time my daughter comes back, she brings a bunch of things to show her filial piety, but we don't want her to spend so much money."

Yang Fan smiled: "Your daughter is really filial." Wang Wang didn't care if his hands were empty, he thought it was not worth the money, and at most he could buy some apples at the fruit stand.

The neighborhood is full of people from back then, even if he doesn't remember their names, but he still remembers those faces clearly, and everyone still lives together after demolition and house replacement, but the enthusiasm of being able to drop by the door without serving bowls in the past is gone.

The new community looked spotless. Some people rented out the garage and turned it into a room. Yang Fan walked away generously, ignoring those scrutinizing eyes, especially some old people whose faces he looked familiar.

"Look, old man, is he the eldest son of Lao Yang's family?"

"Yo, it's true, I haven't been back for several years."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched with sarcasm. Sure enough, for the sake of the family's face, it was said that he ran away from home, and he was responsible for all the blame.

Standing at the door of the so-called house for a few minutes, Yang Fan put away all expressions, his eyes were cold, and he reached out and rang the doorbell twice.

The people at the table in the room had a harmonious atmosphere. Chen Min touched his wife's big belly and laughed from ear to ear: "Oh my grandson."

"Mom." Gu Fang's mother's cry is sure to win. Yang Runzhi brought her home today to recognize his ancestors. She supported the eldest grandson of the old Yang's family soaring in value, no matter how fierce Yang Runzhi was, he had to let her go.

Yang Shunjun drank some wine, his face flushed, and he laughed so hard seeing his future grandson. When he heard the doorbell, he thought it was an auditory hallucination. He was sure that someone knocked on the door and kicked his youngest son: "Go and open the door."

Yang Runzhi was reluctant to eat crabs, but seeing other people were not easy to manipulate, he finally opened the door without looking at the cat's eyes, thinking he was here for a visit, but when he looked up, the crab claws around his mouth were frightened away.

"Yang...Yang Fan..."

Yang Fan had a smile on his face when the door opened, and walked into the room sideways, smelling the aroma of vegetables all over the room, put down the apples, and clapped his hands: "It seems that everyone is very happy to eat."

Gu Fang's smug smile was also put back, and she yelled: "Brother." Chen Min next to her poked her, and her eyes blamed her for talking too much.

"Didn't you just come back just because you meant it?" Yang Shunjun, as the pillar of the family, spoke first, wiped his hands with a tissue, and then wiped his mouth without looking at Yang Fan.

"It's not the text message saying that you are dying and you want to see me for the last time. I came back in a hurry, but..." He looked around indifferently and landed on the pile of crab shells in front of Yang Shunjun, "Look at you crab They can all be eaten, and the way they speak is full of anger, and it doesn’t look like someone who is about to die.”

"Both words are death, you just expect me to die!" Yang Shunjun thumped the table to startle everyone, and Chen Min knew that his violent temper was coming up and quickly suppressed it.

"Why don't you call ahead?"

"Why are you calling?" He answered quickly.

Chen Min didn't know what to say. Looking at the table full of dishes, he breathed a little nervously: "Let your brother pick you up."

"He will come to pick me up?" Yang Fan responded with a sneer, and sat down on his own. He has been outside for so many years. He has rich work experience and is different from Yang Runzhi in terms of temperament. Yang Runzhi is still sitting here. After gnawing on the chicken wings, Gu Fang quickly slapped him on the arm, looked at the uncle enviously, and lamented how good the appearance was.

Maybe it was too calm, making Yang Shunjun look like a mad dog, the woman secretly gritted her teeth because of the metaphor in her heart.

"There must be something wrong with me all of a sudden. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Chen Min looked at Gu Fang's embarrassment and said, "You just came back, I'll make you a meal."

"Sit down, I don't dare to eat your family's words." The voice was cold and without warmth, and Yang Fan felt disturbed just by looking at it.

"I am not in good health and the doctor said that I need a kidney transplant. Your mother is not in good health. We bought a new house and owe debts. Now that you are prosperous, it is time to repay your parents." Yang Shunjun picked his teeth in satisfaction, and waited. Follow him to pay.

"One: Show me the medical records of the two of you. I also admire you for being able to eat in style with this disease. Two: Where did you buy the house? Take me to see it. I don't have any real estate here, which happens to be on the real estate certificate Fill in my name on it. Three: You kicked me out back then and said you would never have a son like me, since you didn’t recognize me, what should I repay?” Yang Fan answered calmly, picked up a chopstick and pointed to the table The dishes served were unhurried, "Crabs and lobsters are quite expensive at this time."

"Hey brother, what you said is wrong. As a son, how can you say that you don't recognize it? Your parents gave you all your flesh and blood. If you have the ability, you can learn from Nezha to cut the bones and return the father, and cut the flesh to return the mother."

Yang Fan looked over and said, "Since when did you interrupt?"

Yang Shunjun was so angry that his hands shook, he slapped the table: "It's really hard for you."

"Yes, the wings are quite stiff."

"Dafan, our health is really getting worse every year. Your brother is also in debt now, and you can't pay back part of it. You see, we have such a heavy burden. We know that your brother is not up to date. , He often said at home that brother is good, see if you can help, after all, blood is thicker than water for a biological brother."

That's what it means.

"How much?" Yang Fan crossed his hands in front of his chest, the corners of his mouth