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Yu Zhongye was still in the kitchen, and Phoebe was also at the side. Xing Ming didn't know how to cook, so he didn't join in the fun.He is not used to the bureaucratic style of having an aunt who lives and waits at home, and will give Phoebe a holiday from time to time, so Phoebe has never seen Yu Zhongye cook, but he has seen it many times—it’s so sexy, every time There is one person among them who can't hold it. Xing Ming picked up the ring and looked it over carefully.Wide version, no diamonds, very simple style, in addition to the brand logo, the inner circle is also engraved with a lady's English name, which makes the mass-produced things unique. )

Xing Ming tried wearing it on his left ring finger.Yu Zhongye's fingers were slender and beautiful, just the right width. -

Phoebe came over with the dishes and called him. Xing Ming was startled with a guilty conscience. When he took off the ring, his fingers shook, and the ring fell to the ground and rolled around, but he couldn't find it.

Where can it go?Xing Ming searched on the ground sullenly, until he heard Yu Zhongye calling him. ??

Yu Zhongye put down his rolled-up sleeves and walked over. He must have discovered it, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't touch the box where Phoebe packed his watch and ring.

Yu Zhongye chatted with him about what he had seen and heard about going abroad this time, and he was still talking and laughing happily, showing no change in mood at all, but Xing Ming himself had little interest, and the food was tasteless, thinking that this good food was wasted in vain.

After dinner, Yu Zhongye went to answer the phone, Xing Ming stayed in the hall lingeringly, and searched for a while, but still found nothing.

The relic of his deceased wife, which he had worn on his hand for 20 years, obviously meant a lot, so he just lost it.Xing Ming went back to the study to continue studying all night, but he opened and closed the book, restless all night.

After Yu Zhongye returned to China, he was still busy, and he basically didn't hear from morning to night. After Xing Ming finished the exam, Yu Shaoai called again to make an appointment to play.He saw that it was still early, and he was not in a hurry to go home or make an appointment, so he went to Cui Haofei's residence first to have a look.

Xing Ming still maintains the habit of not going on Weibo. First, he finds it troublesome, and second, he is busy with work. He is the nominal host of "Oriental Vision", but actually the producer. He broadcasts for [-] minutes a week It seems that the workload is not bad, but in fact, you have to check everything in person. This kind of one-shoulder work status is still very hard.

Xing Ming hired an Internet specialist to manage official Weibo and personal Weibo. However, this female college student who just graduated from the Chinese Department has a fascinated style of painting. The writing is fine, but the emotion is too full, and she uses various exaggerated words from time to time Emoticons or emojis interact with the audience, transforming Xing Ming's original frigid style of Weibo into flowers, bees and butterflies everywhere, and the number of fans has indeed increased a lot.Xing Ming glanced at his Weibo one day, and almost thought he was in the wrong place, then he silently logged into the background, deleted a lot of content, called the female student over, and severely criticized education.

Later, for some reason, I remembered Cui Haofei.

Cui Haofei is recovering well. Although he still has no hope of walking, he can lift his legs and feet occasionally, and he can also give himself a muscle massage.It's just that he has a more cheerful temper, and his temper still follows Lao Cui's. He would rather die than accept the food that comes from him. Xing Ming can't give him money, so he can only hire him to write articles for himself.Cui Haofei was evasive at first, but in the end he couldn't resist Xing Ming's invitation, and finally agreed to study with him for a while before talking.Xing Ming thinks he is good at eloquence, but his writing is only general, so he is ashamed to be a teacher, and recommends his master Su Qinghua to Cui Haofei.

Cui Haofei has a good memory, high comprehension, and rapid progress. He was able to speak and write in a short time. Resonance and discussion are a bit like a special commentator.

When Xing Ming went to visit Cui Haofei, the volunteers from the community happened to be there, but the auntie, a specially invited nurse, was sitting idle in the sun. Seeing Xing Ming enter the house, she got up and poured water.

Cui Haofei and the volunteer boy were already friends, and they were chatting vigorously, when they saw Xing Ming appear, they didn't say hello, and waved him away.Xing Ming saw that the volunteer boy was fair-looking and gentle, like the type that Cui Haofei had always admired, so he took it in and left after sitting down.

Driving on the road, passing by a famous department store, he saw a lot of windows and a variety of products, he suddenly had a bad brain.It seems that Yu Zhongye's ring will not be found for a while. Although it is a style more than 20 years ago, it is a top luxury brand after all. It should not be difficult to buy another one that is exactly the same. )

Xing Ming parked the car in the underground garage, and originally wanted to go straight to the counter of that brand, but ended up going to another store by a strange coincidence.

He pointed to a pair of unique rings in the window and asked the teller the price.

The teller said it was the work of a cutting-edge designer. Although it was sold in limited quantities, it was not expensive. "

Xing Ming held the ring and looked at it for a long time, smiling like a child peeking at candy, and then he swiped his card to buy a pair, and felt a little funny when he went out.

Human beings are really interesting. A small ring, which is less than ten thousand expensive and weighs less than a catty, actually entrusts the expectation of joining hands to grow old together, and bears the vow of a lifetime.

Rich or poor, in health or in sickness, I will love you till death do us part.

When the students were out of class, Xing Ming finally rushed to the stadium.This field is close to a high school, and the students often come and go. Yu Shaoai is a familiar person, and soon became one with the boys who came to play, and they have already played three-on-three games.

Xing Ming entered the court without saying hello, snatched the ball from a boy cleanly, dribbled the ball out of the circle and into the basket, jumped up and dunked. : Although it was only a one-handed buckle, it was not easy. The boys and girls watching from the sidelines burst into screams and cheers, and Yu Shaoai also conceded defeat on the spot after being dumbfounded.He is about the same size as Xing Ming, and he is also rich in athleticism, but he can't bounce and can't make such a handsome dunk.

The evening wind was blowing gently, the sky was getting dark, a game was in full swing, the male students were scattered like birds and animals, and they all went home for dinner, only two girls were still standing by the basketball court, whispering to each other from time to time, they might have recognized him The criminal anchor of Mingzhu TV was hesitating whether to come over and ask for an autograph.

Yu Shaoai was still immersed in Xing Ming's beautiful dunk just now, walked to the sidelines, unscrewed the cap of the carbonated drink bottle and took a sip, and shouted at Xing Ming who was still on the court: "I didn't expect you to bounce so well!"

"The students were on the school team back then, but they can't do it now." Xing Ming took another three-pointer and cursed "Damn" as soon as he took the shot. Sure enough, the ball slid out of a smooth arc after it was released. Did not enter.Xing Ming's explosive power is good, but his endurance is not good. It's just such a small-scale game, his hands and feet are already a little soft.

"You're still on the school team?" Seeing Xing Ming abandoning the ball and walking towards him, Yu Shaoai didn't seem to believe it, "You don't look like someone who likes this kind of passionate sports at all."

"I really don't like it very much." Xing Ming nodded, turned his eyes to the sidelines, pointed at the two girls watching with bewildered faces, and said solemnly: "But girls will scream at you. "

Yu Shaoai laughed, and punched Xing Ming on the shoulder: "You are too vain."

The two girls seemed to be encouraged by Xing Ming's gaze, and finally stepped forward in small steps, saying that they are fans of "Oriental Vision", they watch it all the time, they like it every time, and they especially want to ask Xing Ming to sign a sentence Words to motivate yourself.

The girl who spoke seemed to be very excited, blushing and talking incoherently, but Xing Ming kept his brows cold and silent. He took a pen and paper from one of them, wrote a sentence, and then left his name in a fluttering manner. "

The girls were still smiling, but their emotions were visibly dull. Yu Shaoai moved his head over to take a look curiously, only to see that the boy completely ignored the hearts of the two girls who adored him, and the words he signed were strangely simple and blunt— —

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It has always been Yu Shaoai who talks a lot and Xing Ming who talks less. Both of them are tall and have long legs. When they have nothing to say, they sit side by side quietly, watching the sky go down and the clouds in the sky.Xing Ming spoke suddenly, and asked Yu Shaoai to take a look at the ring hanging around his neck.

Yu Shaoai took off the chain and handed it to Xing Ming. Xing Ming squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at it carefully for a moment against the fading light, then took out the pair of rings he bought and put them together for comparison.

Basically every time he plays, Yu Shaoai takes the initiative to ask Xing Ming to make an appointment. Although Xing Ming is busy with work, he never refuses.Yu Shaoai watches "Oriental Vision" when he has nothing to do, and often applauds this person's amazing and witty words, thinking that he is half a fan of him.The United States has recognized the legality of same-sex marriage throughout the country, and Yu Shaoai subtly believes that homosexuals should have equal rights.He doesn't have a deep impression of his mother Hong Ni, although the only childhood memories related to her mother are very warm, he has no big objection to Xing Ming's grandiose living in the house, he is just curious.

He had a question that he always wanted to ask him, how could such a proud and domineering person endure his father?An old man who was nearly 20 years older than him, he was careful at every step, calculated everywhere, and had a corrupt atmosphere of a capitalist, which was completely incompatible with his naive idealism.

Seeing Xing Ming staring at the ring on his hand in a daze, Yu Shaoai asked him: "You like my dad that much?"'

Xing Ming asked him back: "You don't like your dad that much?"

Yu Shaoai lowered his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not. To me, he is no different from a stranger."

Yu Shaoai's deepest childhood memory was fighting with a younger brother in the army compound.At that time, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he had just returned from a vacation in the United States. He had already developed a problem with his eyes above his head.

He fought, but lost, Yu Shaoai couldn't swallow the pain of being beaten, so after judging the situation, he asked his uncle to take some money, found a few hooligans outside the courtyard, blocked the boy outside the courtyard, and gave him a fat beating , His face was bruised, and half of his teeth were knocked out.

Yu Zhongye found out about this later.

Not listening to the Hong family's dissuasion, Yu Zhongye pinched his son's chin with his big hand and lifted it up forcefully, not allowing him to hide, not allowing him to escape, not allowing him to resist at all, but not allowing him to show any cowardice.

He said that he was worthless, and his ability to win was the only thing he could do.

Yu Zhongye whipped his son with a belt, and Yu Shaoai refused to show weakness, and confronted Lao Tzu with his neck, cursing at the top of his voice, you are not my father!

The hand holding the belt froze for about three or four seconds, and finally fell down even harder, making his ass blossom. get angry.

Those who should be punished should be punished, and those who should be praised should be praised. There was a sense of approval in his voice, and he said with a low smile, the little boy's brain is quite active. !

Although Yu Shaoai has little memory of his father, he has a deep impression on this past.For a long time before that, Yu Zhongye was just a very handsome man on the other side of the ocean to him, and had never had anything to do with his father.

"Don't talk about it, it's boring to talk about it." Yu Shaoai's emotions fluctuated, he turned his face and stared at Xing Ming, and suddenly smiled.Such a handsome boy, with the corners of his mouth slanted like this, is hard to refuse.He said, "Let's join forces to take down that old fox."

"What do you mean?" Xing Ming frowned, and looked at Yu Shaoai suspiciously, but saw that the other party had already approached him uninvited, pinching his chin and closing his lips. -

The four lips were barely separated from each other, and not far away, a voice that both of them were familiar with came over. )

"Yu Shaoai."

It's just three words, it sounds deep and pleasant, but it's surprisingly quiet and too cold.Xing Ming, who suddenly came to his senses, pushed away Yu Shaoai who was almost overwhelming him, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The sun had almost fallen below the horizon, and Yu Zhongye walked over against the afterglow of the setting sun, his tall body standing in front of them.