rogue flower

Given that getting up at this moment has become an almost impossible task, Bai Zizheng can only succumb to the dead body on the bed. At this time, he starts to wonder why he didn't drink as much as he did after the college entrance examination.The movement of his turning over made Chi Lang wake up, kissed the corner of his mouth flatteringly, and asked, "What time is it? Why don't you sleep more?"

Bai Zizheng said: "...I don't know." Only then did he realize that his voice was a little hoarse.Chi Lang touched his forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, then lifted the quilt and said, "Sleep a little longer." Then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.Bai Zizheng listened to the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, he felt a little relaxed after waking up, and fell asleep again drowsily.

I don't know how long it took before being called out by Chi Lang.Bai Zizheng felt as if he had stepped on cotton under his feet, and he stumbled into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he felt a little looser.Chi Lang gave him new underwear, and when Bai Zizheng was getting dressed, he suddenly began to feel thankful that they didn't have any fun of undressing last night, otherwise they didn't come home all night and their clothes were messed up. You can tell at a glance what he did last night.

Chi Lang had already prepared breakfast when he was taking a bath, it was the sauced meat buns made by Lao Mai himself and the soy milk bought outside, but Bai Zizheng really felt that both of them needed something to nourish the kidneys.The sauced meat bun was delicious but not greasy, and Bai Zizheng took a few bites before he had the leisure to observe the room they had been occupying all this time.He originally thought that the decoration of the bar room should be similar to the couple's single room in the hotel, but the actual style is quite simple, with a bit of a homely atmosphere, much like Chi Lang's bachelor apartment.

Chi Lang seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is my room. I used to live here when I came to Jinnan." No wonder the decoration style and room layout are all according to his preferences of.Bai Zizheng felt more and more that the relationship between him and Long Jiu should not be so simple. Long Jiu was like an extremely xenophobic and unreasonable big brother——Bai Zizheng didn't think of the precise description of "being used to him" for a while, and took out After looking at the phone, I realized that there was a missed call from my mother last night and this morning.Bai Zizheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, coughed twice to suppress the hoarseness in his voice, and called back: "Hello, Mom?"

Fortunately, Mother Bai didn't say anything, she just complained that he didn't know how to call home if he didn't come back.Bai Zizheng could only find an excuse to say that he drank some wine last night and fell asleep in the hotel room. He didn't hear the phone ringing, and so on. At this moment, he felt that he really needed to go home and meet up, but the idea of ​​moving out So it becomes clearer.When Chi Lang heard him get up, he made a soft "hiss—" and knew that it might be because he had done too much last night, so he took the initiative and said, "How about I take you back?"

Bai Zizheng's heart moved slightly, and he said, "Okay."

Chi Lang took his car keys and drove out from Curry.Bai Zizheng was still lazy at this time, and by contrast, Chi Lang suddenly thought of how he danced last night.As a normal man in every respect, I still feel a little unsatisfied when I recall that scene.Chi Lang said seriously: "Xiaobai, I really didn't expect you to dance."

Bai Zizheng said, "There are so many things you don't know." He raised his hand to adjust the angle of the rearview mirror, and continued, "My dad likes Michael very much, and my mom is an actress. When I was young, he still wanted me to As a child actor, unfortunately, I didn’t have much interest. Later, I changed to dancing, learning moonwalks and so on. I danced until the third year of high school. I used it as a hobby in college. After work, I didn’t have much time. I wasted for several years. " There was a gentle smile in his eyes, "I haven't danced for so many years, do you think it's okay?"

The answer is of course "very good", otherwise Chi Lang wouldn't want to find a small dark room to lock him up.The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Xiaobai, if you really become an actor, I probably won't be a policeman either."

Bai Zizheng said, "Why?"

Chi Lang said: "Because I can't tolerate more people liking you with me. Let's think about it, I might find an opportunity to approach you, kidnap you, lock you up, and tell the world so that everyone I know you are mine. In the end—" He smiled, comparing his fingers to guns, "Let you... shoot me hard in the heart with your own hands."

Bai Zizheng said: "We die together, I quite like it." He closed his eyes, "But... Section Chief Chi, you should pay attention to your words occasionally, if you are not a policeman, I want to give you away right now." Got it."

Chi Lang said: "I can't ask for it, I should be sentenced to life imprisonment."

Bai Zizheng shook his head with a smile, and said softly, "You." Then he instructed Chi Lang to drive the car into his community, find a parking space and stop.The two got out of the car together, Bai Zizheng took the key from him, saw that there was no one around, and took the initiative to kiss him lightly on the lips, "Please go up some other day and meet my parents, okay?" ?"

Chi Lang said: "Okay, let me get ready too, I can't go to see Mom and Dad empty-handed."

Bai Zizheng said: "Honestly, I have a hunch that my dad will like you very much." Who made Dad Bai often mess around like Chi Lang when he was young.Except for the option of "I fucked your son" which is an unknown result, the two of them should still have a common language.Chi Lang watched Bai Zizheng go upstairs, while he walked to the gate of the community and took a taxi back.Bai Zirong, who witnessed his brother flirting with another man and kissing his little mouth in the dark, was stupefied the whole time, and felt that his vajra heart, which he had finally strengthened, shattered to the ground again.

Bai Zirong started to feel that something was wrong when his brother mentioned surrogacy that day, and then he was terrified by the answer that he made a bold assumption. With nowhere to vent her depression, she had no choice but to seek help online.I posted a post on the anonymous board, titled "Is it true that my brother is crooked?" The first floor described his brother's appearance from his own point of view, with a full score of indifference and indifference in love from childhood to adulthood. The focus is on his brother The conversation with his father about finding a surrogate to have a child without getting married also included some clues that he found suspicious—perhaps because it was in time for the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, there were all kinds of extra replies in just one night.

Among them, there are those who look at the rot without brains and say "Oh, it looks so cute"; there are those who are overly imaginative, "The little brother of the landlord protects your chrysanthemum/Brother Gao Bixin in the last game of the year"; some directly scold "writer/WSN/base "Fuck off"; there is also a rational analysis of "the surrogate is not necessarily gay, but may also be sexually frigid and asexual".Bai Zirong was even more confused by the replies that were refreshed every few seconds, and finally decided to follow the rationalist's opinion, believing that he was thinking too much. After all, he didn't catch any substantial evidence, and surrogacy is not [-]% linked to homosexuality.However, the reality is so cruel. Within a few hours after his belief was firm, he was slapped in the face by his brother when he came out to buy a point card. It was difficult to walk downstairs, and for the first time, I felt a sense of crisis that my home was not a warm harbor but a dragon's lake and a tiger's den.

The author has something to say:

I haven't passed the first draft of the thesis, and I still have to go to work. I feel that I am not far from death_(:зゝ∠)_

Everything is unspoken (quite dead)

The update is random, I thought it would definitely be over before graduation, but now I have to delay it for another month, so nasai~