I went to cp variety show with my idol

Fu Yan returned, and clicked on the chat history between Jiang Mianshu and Jiang's father. The chat history was a few days ago.

Jiang Mianshu: Dad, have you watched the variety show that I love with gays?

Dad: Son, you took the initiative to find Dad, and Dad is very happy.

Dad: Dad read it, son, don't worry, dad doesn't discriminate against this group, dad doesn't feel ashamed, don't listen to your mother's nonsense before.

Jiang Mianshu: Dad, I like men, I have a boyfriend

Dad Jiang didn't reply to the message until the next day.

Dad: Son, last year a high school student jumped off a building in Dad’s school. In the end, the school found out that it was because he liked the same sex and was bullied on campus, so he couldn’t bear the pressure and committed suicide by jumping off the building. Fortunately, the child was rescued. Those who bullied the child Also got fired.

But my father felt that it was not only the perpetrators who participated in the bullying, but also a group of rumor spreaders and bystanders.Although the society is much more tolerant now, there are still people who discriminate against you, especially public figures like you. If you make it public, the malice you receive will be beyond estimation by ordinary people. Dad is really worried.

Dad went to understand this group at that time, and knew that this could not be changed. Don't worry, son, Dad will not discriminate and respect this group.

But when I first saw your news, I knew it couldn’t be changed, but I couldn’t help but think, if we had cared and respected you more in the past, and didn’t regard you as a medal to show that we have cultivated a good son, you Will he marry a wife and have children, and live the same life as everyone else?

I even wanted to force you to come back for a blind date and get married. Fortunately, I killed this idea in the bud, because my reason told me that if I did this, I would completely lose you as a son.

We have been depriving you of all the rights to live freely. Although we have been changing in the past few years, the damage has already been done, and we also regret it. We regret doing things that hurt you in the name of love.

To this day, even though you are already famous, Dad still does not approve of you entering the entertainment circle, but Dad knows that you will not regret it, so Dad will respect your decision.

Dad knows that you have reached the age where you can take responsibility. Any choice you make, whether it is emotional or career, will be borne by you, and you just have to not regret it.

I have never told you that your songs are very good, and my father also likes to listen to them.

On your mother's side, Dad took the opportunity to talk to her.Son, Dad is also working hard to become a good dad in your mind, come back when you have time.

Jiang Mianshu: Thank you Dad, I will go back when I am not busy in a while

After reading the chat between Jiang Mianshu and Jiang's father, Fu Yan was a little amazed at Jiang Mianshu's reckless way of coming out. Fortunately, Jiang's father had encountered similar things before, otherwise the result would be tragic.

When Fu Yan came out of the closet, he made a lot of preparations in the early stage. From time to time, he chatted with his parents about the same-sex group, and prepared a lot of materials later. Fu's parents and Fu's mother also participated in the Gay Family and Friends Association. With the help of other gay parents, coupled with the knowledge they had learned, they successfully came out of the closet. That's why the Fu family's parents are so enlightened now.

Fu Yan turned to look at Jiang Mianshu. The time when Jiang Mianshu came out happened to be when Fu Yan and Jiang Mianshu talked about "coming out with family". He was a little worried and said, "Why did you come out suddenly? It's not because of me Did you tell my parents about the two of us being together that day?"

"Yes, not all of them, but don't worry, I have a measure."

Fu Yan was skeptical of Jiang Mianshu's "propriety": "The way you came out is too straightforward."

Jiang Mianshu raised her eyebrows lightly, and smiled: "Is it so obvious? I obviously made a foreshadowing."

Fu Yan suspected that he had missed some important information: "What foreshadowing?"

Jiang Mianshu spoke confidently: "Gays love variety shows, isn't this hint obvious?"

Fu Yan gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome."

Fu Yan thought that Jiang Mianshu had almost no chance to express himself when he was a child, and Jiang's parents would not communicate with Jiang Mianshu, and the communication between them was just to "deliver orders".

The three members of the Jiang family have achieved certain achievements in their respective fields, but the family they formed, in a sense, failed.

Fu Yan saw Jiang's father clearly showing good words, and expressed his "feelings" on the way Jiang Mianshu's family gets along: "Families also need to communicate, and sometimes nonsense is needed to maintain the relationship, just like our family. You can talk nonsense in the group."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he thought about it, and the way of getting along with each family is different: "However, it is not necessary to say a lot to maintain the relationship. The big head and his family basically don't contact each other, and there is basically nothing on WeChat, but the relationship between the family is also very important Still good."

After Fu Yan finished the two contradictory remarks, he suddenly looked at Jiang Mianshu very seriously: "I suddenly feel that family relationship is a very profound topic."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, since you can't figure it out, you can rest your smart head. I know you want to help me, but I will take care of it, so don't worry."

"Okay, but I'm a small brain." Since Jiang Mianshu said he would handle it well, Fu Yan believed him. Fortunately, he put aside these things and continued to look at Jiang Mianshu's phone.

Jiang Mianshu followed Fu Yan's words: "Yes, you are a small head."

Fu Yan was already a little sleepy, but it was obvious that Jiang Mianshu's mobile phone was more attractive. He blinked his eyes twice, clicked on Weibo, and saw a small account on Weibo, whose name was a string of gibberish characters like a zombie account: "So you There are also trumpets."

Jiang Mianshu grasped the key word: "Also?"

"That's right, who doesn't have a trumpet when you're walking around the rivers and lakes now? I'll show you mine later." Fu Yan clicked on Jiang Mianshu's trumpet content, "Is there any significance to your trumpet name?"

"Type random characters."

"Okay, I figured it out."

Jiang Mianshu’s trumpet has no original Weibo. It has been registered for five years, and the number of Weibo has not yet reached one hundred. Le: "There is nothing on your trumpet."

"Well, I just built a small account because I was afraid that my hands would slip when I read Weibo."

Fu Yan turned off Jiang Mianshu's mobile phone, turned on his own mobile phone, first recorded Jiang Mianshu's fingerprints, and then showed Jiang Mianshu Weibo: "I will show you my trumpet, I will definitely surprise you."

Jiang Mianshu took it over and took a look, and found that he knew the name of this Weibo, and he was the biggest fan who had been chasing him for several years. He had been there even when his career was at a low point, and seemed to have endless enthusiasm. "

"what happened?"

"I know your account. I used to always grab my Weibo hot spots and always draw prizes."

Fu Yan was quite shocked: "You actually read fans' Weibo!"

Jiang Mianshu asked back: "Well, is there anything strange?"

Fu Yan joked: "Please stay away from the lives of fans."

Jiang Mianshu joked back: "Oh? That means staying away from you?"

"I have upgraded, from a fan to a boyfriend, a qualitative leap."

"Then I'll ask you the same question, does this name have any meaning?"

"It's very simple, I just want to chase you happily."

"I see that your account is not the only one chasing after me."

"Others are floating clouds, and occasionally turn two, and the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you is myself. That's because your CP cannot be taken by others for nothing, and they will tie you up before you are hot."

Jiang Mianshu was amused by Fu Yan: "How do you feel when you usually retweet about yourself?"

Fu Yan's eyes were a little sour, and he blinked slowly a few times: "It's just the feeling of rushing to deal with the business. After all, to form a CP, you need a bowl of water to be flat. Now I'm a qualified bowl artist."

"I never imagined that this number is yours, where do you have so much time all day?"

"I'm not like you who can create. I can only sing. I usually like to play. When I'm not working, I just want to find something else to keep busy." Fu Yan yawned, rubbed his eyes and continued, "I didn't expect this account to become popular."

Jiang Mianshu glanced at the time, turned off the tablet and put it away, got up and turned off the lights: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Yeah." Fu Yan really suffered from "If you don't hold Jiang Mianshu, you will die." As soon as Jiang Mianshu lay down, Fu Yan clung to him, with a tired voice, "I'll show you my phone tomorrow when I'm free."

"Ah."

After a while, Jiang Mianshu kissed Fu Yan's face little by little, and then moved to his neck. The kiss was very light. When Fu Yan was on the verge of falling asleep, Jiang Mianshu made it a little itchy, and he abbreviated his neck and groaned. The drowsiness struck, and the tone was rare and well-behaved: "What's the matter."

Under the cover of the dark night, Jiang Mianshu was more at ease: "You are so kind, you are the gods in the sky who came down to save me, I like you so much."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Yan's somewhat confused thinking became clearer: "This sentence sounds familiar."

"Little fool, that's what you just told me."

"You stole my words."

"I just think that sentence expresses my mood very well now."

"why?"

"When I was confused, it was 'Xiaobai' who encouraged me. Later, when I was in a low period, it was 'Happy Chasing You' who always liked me. It turned out that you were always by my side."

Even if Fu Yan was about to die of sleepiness, he still had to proudly say loudly: "That is! Isn't it me!"

Jiang Mianshu also suffered from the disease of "Fu Yan laughs when he speaks": "Well, it's really you."

Fu Yan said loudly again: "Yes! It is indeed me!"

Jiang Mianshu was afraid to continue talking, because Fu Yan would not be sleepy from his own loud voice: "Go to sleep."

As soon as Jiang Mianshu finished speaking, it seemed that the motivation that had kept Fu Yan awake was gone, and Fu Yan's voice gradually became softer: "Well, you are sleeping too."

"Good night."

After Jiang Mianshu said good night, Fu Yan had already fallen asleep completely. Jiang Mianshu's eyes had adapted to the blackness. Looking at Fu Yan's sleeping appearance, he usually looked like a tiger when he was awake, but he looked like a cat when he was asleep.

Jiang Mianshu pinched Fu Yan's nose with his hands. After a while, Fu Yan frowned, shook his head, and turned his body unconsciously. Jiang Mianshu let go of his hand. Fu Yan stretched his brows again and slept soundly. Jiang Mianshu overturned After realizing what he had just thought, Fu Yan fell asleep fast and slept like a pig.

Jiang Mianshu hugged Fu Yan again, closed her eyes, and the same scent of shower gel lingered on her nose.