guilty of [entertainment]

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, the main house was brightly lit, all the servants were awake, but no one spoke, even the oldest aunt carefully took Chen Yu and Chen Mo's coats, He whispered in his ear: "Mr. Chen is in the study on the second floor, waiting for you to go over."

Chen Mo nodded and walked up to the second floor.Chen Yu called him worriedly, Chen Mo paused, looked back at him, saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice: "...you are different from me. You...consider carefully."

Chen Mo smiled mockingly, walked straight to the second floor without saying anything.The door of the study room was not closed, and the light inside was very dim, only the lamp on the desk was on.When Chen Mo entered the door, he turned on the main light, which instantly lit up the entire study room.

Father Chen was sitting behind the desk. He was clearly a tycoon in the entertainment industry, but he was a serious and boring man with a deep Sichuan character carved between his brows. He seldom expressed any warmth even to his family and spent most of his time away from home. The place.If he was younger, the eagle-like eyes would occasionally show hostility towards Chen Mo.It's not right to say hostility, it's more like a complex contradiction mixed with remorse, hostility, guilt, etc., engraved in Chen Mo's heart like a steel seal.

"Dad, you called me." Chen Mo wiped away the emotion in his eyes, and sat down opposite him.

The two fathers and sons face each other, like the front and back of a mirror. The expressions on their faces and the contours of their facial features have reached a very high degree of similarity.Compared to Chen Yu, who inherited most of his mother's facial features, except for those peach blossom eyes, it is difficult to see his mother's shadow on Chen Mo's body.Sometimes Chen Mo would wonder if those bad memories would be better if he had a face like Chen Yu's.

Father Chen didn't say anything to him about the deep love between father and son, and just threw a book on the desk.Chen Mo looked through it very roughly, most of them were the photos of him cuddling with Niu Lang recently, and the bills he spent in Niu Lang's shop, without Du Yeqing.He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the notebook calmly, and looked up at Father Chen's face.Father Chen's voice was also very similar to his, only a little deeper than his, and asked him, "Just for fun?"

Chen Mo nodded generously and admitted: "It's just for fun. But my sexuality is real. I only have feelings for men. I'm gay just like my brother."

The blue veins in Father Chen's temples exploded, his hands suddenly clenched into fists, he stared at Chen Mo's face closely, not knowing what he wanted from that face, and stood up without warning, "Papa " with a loud slap to Chen Mo.

This slap took at least seven to eight parts of force, and half of Chen Mo's ears buzzed, and fireworks exploded in front of his eyes.The right cheek felt numb at first, and then it slowly started to hurt like a pinprick.He didn't cover the place where he was hit, just sat in the chair and raised his head to meet Father Chen's angry eyes.Father Chen was so angry that his whole body trembled. He pointed at Chen Mo with one hand, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a distorted voice from his throat: "You and your brother, only you can't do it. Did you hear that?"

Chen Mo stood up from the chair, gripped the armrest tightly, and looked straight into his father's eyes: "I and Chen Yu have exactly the same blood in our veins, why?"

With another "slap", Father Chen mercilessly slapped Chen Mo on the other side of the face, turning his entire head away.Chen Mo stood motionless for a few seconds, vaguely hearing what his father said, "She... was born... Could it be...", but there was a buzzing noise in his ears.Something warm came out of his nose. He reached out and touched it. It was nosebleed.

The tinnitus subsided slowly, but Chen's father's words were only heard at the end "Only you are not worthy of letting her down". Chen Mo could easily guess what he said in the middle, and his heart was cold, and this coldness penetrated into his face On, let him sneer stiffly.Father Chen's cheek twitched and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Mo wiped his nosebleed again, and said, "Have you forgotten? Chen Yu's sexual orientation has long been diagnosed and was brought out from the mother's womb. How are we now? Isn't it all given to us by her?"

Father Chen's pupils shrank obviously, as if he had been stabbed in some sore spot, and he cursed, "Treason!", and suddenly took a book from the desk, and threw it down towards Chen Mo overwhelmingly.Chen Mo didn't hide, he covered his head with his hands, was thumped by the book, bit his lower lip and didn't say a word.The more he kept silent, the angrier Father Chen became, and the movements in his hands became less and less serious. Just the sound of the book colliding with his body made the people guarding outside tremble with fear.Chen Yu waited anxiously for a few minutes. He couldn't help but rushed into the study after he didn't even hear Chen Mo's voice. : "Dad, Dad, if you call again, something will happen, calm down!"

Father Chen panted heavily and asked Chen Yu to let go.Chen Yu simply let go of him, and stood in front of Chen Mo: "It's because I didn't do well as a brother, Dad, you hit me, don't hit Chen Mo. Chen Mo..."

Without further words, Chen Yu pursed his lips with a complicated look on his face.Such a look appeared on his mother's face, which seemed to touch Father Chen who was furious, and made him stunned for a moment.Chen Yu turned his head and slapped his face, the aunt hurried over, helped Chen Mo distressedly, and helped him out of the room.Chen Yu quickly took away the book in his father's hand: "Calm down, I'll let my auntie make tea, and we'll talk slowly tomorrow, don't get so angry, okay?"...

Chen Mo was helped back to his room, and the old aunt who brought him up with one hand was so anxious that she wanted to give Chen Mo medicine.Chen Mo endured the pain and told his aunt to go back to sleep, then locked the door and sat in the room alone.

The room was dark, with no heating, and it was cold, just like every cold night in the past ten years.Obviously it was something he was familiar with deep down, but at this moment it was unbearable for him.He found a cigarette from the bedside table, took out one with trembling hands and lit it, took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone uncontrollably, pressed a series of numbers on the number pad, but hesitated on the dial key For a long time, I couldn't press it down.

Instead, the phone vibrated by itself at this moment, and a new text message came in.His heart skipped a beat, and he clicked on the message.

"Have you slept yet? It's sunset in France and the weather is fine. I miss you. Why didn't you come to see you off today?"

Chen Mo stared at the phone for a long time as if he was frozen, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he spread his limbs loosely, and fell on the bed.