Are you hungry, I will play the piano for you

Fan Xia, who loves mangoes, has arrived at Tan Zheng's family.

Fan Xia bought some duck products on the way here, and brought them to Tan Zheng for a drink.

Tan Zhengyi had a good nose, and when he opened the door, he could smell the smell coming from the plastic bag. He said with a smile, "You have a very good idea of ​​pairing duck with red wine."

Fan Xia was not polite to him, and went directly to change his shoes, saying: "I don't eat this food, and I don't know if this one is good, so you can eat it."

As expected, the house was cleaned very clean, and Tan Zhengyi even turned on the air purifier. Fan Xia couldn't help but say, "You are enough, I'll just say that."

Tan Zhengyi took the bag from Fan Xia's hand and put it on the tea table, saying: "You are a distinguished guest, of course I want to treat you with dignity. Sit down first, I will be bored with the pig's trotters, and we will have dinner when you are ready."

Fan Xia turned to his back and said, "Pig trotters don't go well with red wine either."

Tan Zhengyi was very exaggerated and made four dishes and one soup.

After they were all served on the table, Fan Xia put away her phone and said, "I'm too embarrassed to say anything."

Tan Zhengyi untied his apron and said, "What are you embarrassed about?"

He filled Fan Xia's glass with wine and said, "Have you been drinking for a long time? Try it, it's the first time I've brewed this thing, the taste is really uncertain."

Fan Xia took a sip, thought it was not bad, and said, "Very good."

After speaking, I drank a small half cup, 200ml.

Fan Xia thought that her cooking skills were not as good as Tan Zhengyi's, so she accidentally ate a bowl and a half of rice, and then put down her chopsticks.

Tan Zhengyi couldn't put it down either, he swung the wine in the glass and said, "If you still want to buy a store, then give me the store, and stocks too."

He looked at Fan Xia with a smile and said, "We are so familiar, do you dare to give me a friendship price?"

Fan Xia was a little surprised, and asked: "You are so busy with work that you don't even have time for yourself, how can you have the time to do business, what are you doing in the store?"

Tan Zhengyi: "I resigned early, and I didn't tell you."

Fan Xia was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What happened to you?"

Tan Zhengyi's job is nine to five, with weekly shifts, but he is so busy that he can't breathe because he has other skills.

Everyone knows that the profit of the pharmaceutical industry is not low, and the profit of micro-injection is especially terrible.Tan Zhengyi has been working for so many years, and he has both purchasing channels and contacts. He usually does some private work, instead of going to the hospital, he does it for clients himself.Without the hospital, he can earn money for technology and injections. After a month, it is higher than his regular salary.

But these are all based on the premise that he is a doctor.

Nowadays, there are a lot of private jobs, and most people are willing to pay more expensive prices to find reliable ones to do them. After all, they are punching things in the face. If something really happens, the unnamed individuals will run away, and the hospital will not .

Now that Tan Zhengyi has quit his job, he does not have the signboard of "doctor of a well-known plastic surgery hospital", so his private work in the future will also be affected.

Tan Zhengyi would never do such a thing that is not conducive to the future.

But if he did, it must be because of something more serious.

Tan Zhengyi: "It's nothing, I don't want to talk about family matters."

He changed the subject and said, "It's you, have you really thought about immigration? To be honest, the time you two have spent together is too short, I think you'd better think about it again."

Fan Xia had a headache and said, "It's time to think about it."

Tan Zhengyi laughed, and asked, "Have you had a fight? A few days ago, I saw that you were all well, and Zhang Cheng was almost crying because of your tiredness."

Fan Xia looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's scarier than arguing."

He spun the glass, saw the liquor in it swaying, and said, "I have something I want to talk to him about, but it's useless. He's too considerate of me."

Tan Zhengyi smiled wryly and said, "I said, if you're discussing something, just say it seriously, don't show affection and abuse me as a single dog?"

Fan Xia: "No abuse, I am very serious now. I want to live with him in a place he is familiar with, and let him go back to his own path. He must think so too. Considering me, he will not want to go back."

Tan Zhengyi knocked on the table and said, "Is it over for you?"

Fan Xia supported his forehead and said, "I'm serious, our circle is too different. I want to integrate into his side, but I can't do it."

Tan Zhengyi asked, "For example?"

Fan Xia took a sip of wine and said, "For example, his three elder brothers don't like us at all, and his neighbors are hostile to me, even though he's only 8 years old. His friends are too lively, and it's very difficult for me to get along with them."

He leaned on the back of the chair and continued: "You know I'm a weirdo, and I feel abnormal. I want to change, but it's too difficult, so he accommodated me, let me go, and even liked me for 20 minutes. I don’t touch the piano from [-]. I have heard more than once that he is someone who can be a pianist, but because of me, he didn’t do it.”

Fan Xia turned his eyes and asked, "Do you think he will regret it in the future?"

Feelings are the thing that cannot stand the test of big waves and time.No matter how strong it was at the beginning, it will fade one day, and the rest is supported by habits and family responsibilities.

For gay people, the support is a little less, because there will be no sustaining bond - having children by the blood of the two.

Fan Xia understands this truth.

So he wanted to work harder for Zhou Yidong and them.Easier said than done, his heart did it, but his body couldn't.

He couldn't do his best, so he prepared for the worst.

Like Zhang Cheng, Fan Xia is not afraid of how uncomfortable it will be when parting, only afraid that this precious relationship will end up in a mottled state.

And I don't want to be the person who missed Zhou Yidong's age in the end.

But Tan Zhengyi understood the key point and said, "Your problem is not with him, but with yourself."

Fan Xia agreed, "I know, I'm sick."

Tan Zhengyi shook his head and said: "Your going to Australia is the same as his coming to Beijing. Think about it, if you give up your old life and start over in a strange environment, no matter whether it is good or bad in the future, is it possible to regret it?"

Fan Xia said decisively, "Impossible."

Tan Zhengyi: "You said that he thinks the same as you, then he won't regret it, and that's not what you're afraid of."

He said: "I understand you. You are very harsh on people, especially your partner. You demand both others and yourself, but you are too soft-hearted. You hope that you can stand on the same level. If you stand high, Then you will be accommodating. Now you think that Zhou Yidong is standing higher, and the distance is more than one step. This distance makes you uneasy, and makes your subconscious mind believe that he will slowly walk out of your visual range."

He said with certainty: "You are inferior, there is no need for that, because you are no worse than anyone else."

Fan Xia was completely silent, and Tan Zhengyi was speechless. After more than ten seconds, he asked: "You like him so much? To the point where you feel that you are not good enough for him?"

Boss Hua filled up the wine himself and drank a glass silently.

Afterwards, he said, "Yes."

He thought with some self-mockery, if he didn't like Zhou Yidong too much, he wouldn't have become a snake spirit patient who was worried about gains and losses.

Fan Xia looked at Tan Zhengyi's cup and said, "I haven't settled the score with you yet, you should be more conscious."

Tan Zhengyi knowingly poured wine and prepared to punish himself, and asked with a smile, "What's the algorithm?"

Fan Xia: "If you didn't fight with me when I graduated, I would have awakened my gay cells? I was so scared that I ran to Canberra to suppress the panic, and accidentally picked up Zhou Yidong."

He smiled and said, "Speaking of it...it seems that I shouldn't blame you, but thank you."

Tan Zhengyi paused his hand, and with his eyelids half downcast, he asked, "Then should I drink this cup or not?"

At the airport, Xiao Qin picked up the mango skin, took a bite, and bit off a small half of the mango flesh.

Zhou Yidong carefully put the bought mango into the bag, and said to her: "Don't eat too much, be careful of stuffing your teeth."

Xiao Qin: "..."

She silently swallowed the pulp in her mouth, put the rest of the mango back into the bag, and watched Zhou Yidong play with her phone.

Fan Xia sent a photo, it is not Fan Xia's trick to look at the appearance, it seems that he is not at home, but in Tan Zheng's family.

There are two mugs on the dining table, the liquid in the glasses is red, it looks like grape juice, it may be wine.

Zhou Yidong was not at ease, so he sent a message to ask Fan Xia to drink less.

The two of them might have had a drink, it was too disrespectful to play on the phone all the time, Fan Xia didn't reply, and Zhou Yidong didn't bother him anymore.

Zhou Yidong looked at the time, there was still a long time before he could go back.

He was a little hungry and wanted to go out and buy a hamburger, which was convenient, quick and cheap.He endured the hunger again, and decided to save his stomach for Fan Xia's cooking.Although Fan Xia didn't eat at home at night, but he said he would definitely stay for dinner.

Even if he didn't stay, he would have to empty his stomach.

On the other end, Fan Xia was already drunk.

He can drink well, but he hasn't touched it for many years, so he has naturally regressed.Coupled with the pressure on his mind, the wine made him very drunk and drowsy.

Fan Xia, who was suffering from a splitting headache, collapsed on the sofa, pressed the center of his brows and said, "My brain hurts, so I won't come."

Tan Zhengyi didn't drink less, he was allergic to alcohol, a little bit would stain his face, and now he turned into a red numb little boy, sat on the carpet and drank a glass by himself, then raised his eyes to look at Fan Xia.

With her head up, Fan Xia put one arm on the sofa, leaving a clean chin facing him.

Tan Zhengyi asked: "Are you really not coming? You don't drink like you."

Fan Xia hummed in a low voice, and then fell silent.

Tan Zhengyi drank two glasses of red wine in a row, and then said, "Did you drive here? Then call a substitute driver."

Fan Xia didn't say anything.

As soon as Tan Zheng stood up, he saw that his face was white with powder, and he was breathing evenly with his eyes closed, so he asked, "Don't sleep on the sofa if you're sleepy, go to my room and lie down for a while before leaving?"

Fan Xia didn't respond and fell asleep completely.

Tan Zhengyi walked around the sofa slowly, stood behind Fan Xia, raised his hand to take off the glasses of the two of them, and asked softly, "Why don't you just stay at my house for one night?"

Of course he couldn't wait for an answer, so he just stood quietly for a while.

It may be that the upsurge of drinking has strengthened his courage, or it may be that Tan Zhengyi held it in for too long, so even though the time, place and occasion were not so appropriate, he still did it.

He put his hands holding the glasses behind his back, and slowly bent down.

Before their lips were about to meet, Tan Zheng straightened up suddenly.

Before dawn, Fan Xia woke up.

He opened his eyes, stared at the unfamiliar ceiling pattern above his head, and then remembered what he did last night.

The feeling of sleeping on the sofa all night is too uncomfortable, Fan Xia's whole body is stiff.He squeezed his neck, and the thin blanket on his body slid down with the movement.

Tan Zhengyi fell asleep on the other side of the sofa. Fan Xia tapped on his numb legs, picked up the blanket and covered him, and groped on the sofa before finding the phone.

... Countless unread WeChat messages.

Boss Hua pulled his dazed face, tugged at his wrinkled clothes, didn't care if he didn't find his glasses, and walked out of Tan Zheng's family lightly.

As soon as the door was opened and closed, Tan Zhengyi, who had never moved, opened his eyes, staring at the empty hallway in a daze.

He sat there from dark to dawn, never leaving his eyes.

It wasn't until the first bird song came from the window that Tan Zhengyi hoarsely said to himself: "When you vomited, I thought you couldn't accept men, so I gave up the idea of ​​telling you the truth. Keep it in my heart for the rest of my life, so that we can still be friends. I think if you are married, then I will be your best man and then find someone to live with. If you are not married, then I will not be married. I will be your companion, who know you……"

Actually found a man.

Tan Zhengyi didn't want to accept and had to accept this fact, but he was too unwilling.

Three years ago, the half-truth and half-false kiss made him disheartened, so he chose to go abroad to study fine-tuning.He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he took this road, and with the help of distance, he allowed his mind to settle down to maintain their superficial friendship.

But Fan Xia was at a loss when she realized her sexuality, and went to Australia impulsively.

Does this mean that at that time, Fan Xia was flustered because of a little heartbeat?

If this is the case, then if he hadn't gone to South Korea and Fan Xia hadn't gone to Australia, Zhou Yidong might not have appeared.

If he had told the truth at that time, the soft-hearted Fan Xia might not be able to bear to refuse.

If they talk to each other when they are at a loss, maybe the only person Fan Xia can accept will become him...

Tan Zhengyi wanted to laugh a little, but his eyes were blurred.

He covered his eyes, thinking he was being funny.

Their difference has never been an if, but a mistake.

The author has something to say: I'm not sure how the little angels will react after reading this chapter, but I think I should tell Boss Hua and Xiao Ma about it.

The hard-pressed young man continues his monologue: Can I just have 4 plays in the full text? If you delete it, it will be gone →_→