falling grass in pairs

The incident happened suddenly, but Yan Ze was still deeply impressed by the last time Yan Xianglin came out of the closet.

Seeing his momentum right now, seeing his parents' darkened faces in an instant, the alarm bells rang in his heart, and he wished he could immediately pounce on him, pull him up and leave.

But this time, Yanmu Yanmu obviously didn't have the shock and shock of last time. Although she received a big blow in her heart, she was at least half psychologically prepared.

Father Yan's face was tense, his gaze was burning like a torch, and he looked at Yan Xianglin motionlessly, the time in the living room seemed to freeze.

Mother Yan didn't say a word, looking at Yan Xianglin for a while, looking at Father Yan for a while, she hesitated to speak a few times, and finally could only sit still and sighed heavily.

"You get up first." After a long while, Father Yan said in a deep voice, "Son of the Yan family, you have gold under your knees, don't kneel affectionately just for a little love."

"I'm not begging you for love, Dad, Mom. I'm because I understand your feelings sincerely, and I'm sorry." Yan Xianglin clenched his fists, "But in the future, I know how to go. Today I can tell you Frankly, I also hope that you can give me an accurate statement."

Father Yan sneered: "Absolute words? What accurate words do you want me to give you?"

"Dad...he..."

"Shut up." Father Yan's voice was loud, but it shocked Yan Ze immediately, "Let's talk about your business later! Once one or two wings grow hard, you will be lawless!"

Yan Ze was startled suddenly, his whole body trembled almost uncontrollably, he stood there speechless, his face turned pale, but he clenched his hands tightly.

He remembered what Jiang Cheng said, don't be impulsive, and don't be head-on.The time has not come, not yet...

"Dad, I brought Ozawa here today just to say that my younger brother is on my side. He has known about this for a long time, and even he can understand that we can only go our own way in the future. I I hope you can understand me too."

"You're not sensible, how can your brother be more sensible than you?" Father Yan said with a sullen face.

Yan Xianglin didn't speak, and looked at his father quietly, that look seemed to be a silent accusation and resistance.

Yan's mother couldn't say a word, and couldn't help but her eyes turned red again.

"Son, you...you get up first."

If it was in the past, maybe Yan Xianglin would still kneel silently.But this time he didn't. He glanced at the taciturn father Yan, then stood up and stood in front of the two of them, and nodded: "I am not wrong. Please give me time, let's take a step back, let's go."

Yan Ze could really feel the changes in his brother, just like the day Yan Xianglin told him that he could feel the changes in himself.

He thought, maybe love is really a magical thing, he can make a person better, stronger, and know more.

Just like Yan Xianglin was able to accept Jiangcheng, not because of how good Jiangcheng was, or what kind of person he became for Yan Ze.

It was because of Jiangcheng that Yan Ze became a better person.This is more substantial than all empty promises, and it is more convincing with a heavy weight.

The same goes for Yan Xianglin.It's not how good Zheng Yichi is, but the relationship between him and Zheng Yichi removes the bad things in his bones and becomes a brand new and better Yan Xianglin.

He knows very well that what separates two generations is not just knowledge and deep-rooted thoughts, and he must never pass this barrier with meaningless words and beautiful promises.So Yan Xianglin wants his parents to see his changes and his determination.

After that day, Yan Xianglin stayed with his parents for the night, while Yan Ze was taken home by Jiangcheng.

"Don't worry, give them some time to understand and get in touch with each other." Jiang Cheng hilariously grabbed a lock of hair curled up by Yan Xianglin's ear, and smoothed it out for him, with smiles in his eyes.

Seeing his attitude, Yan Ze suddenly remembered what Jiang Cheng said this morning, and only then did he realize what he meant.

"So you knew what my brother was doing when he came back?"

Jiang Cheng propped his chin by the window with one hand, turned the steering wheel lazily with the other, and murmured, "Even if Zheng Yichi is mentally prepared to leave, he doesn't need to take any blows. But he should be quiet for a while, Take it easy. Since that kid took you to your parents' house after leaving him behind, it must not be reminiscing about the old days, it is obviously a backstage determination to go to war after sending people away."

Yan Ze followed his words and thought for a while, and if it was true, he immediately became a little unhappy: "Then you didn't tell me earlier, and I was worried for nothing. You don't even know that when my brother knelt down, I was afraid My dad died like last time..."

"No, your father is a soldier, not a bandit." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but chuckled, "I'm telling you, maybe you're going to do something outrageous again. It's better not to know, it's better not to know, what do you think? ?”

Yan Ze clutched his seat belt and moaned uncomfortably on the passenger seat: "OK, you're right, and you're right, I can't refute it at all."

The night wind was a bit cool, but not bone-piercing. It blew in through a cracked car window, and it was cool, but it seemed to carry a hint of intoxicating warmth.

Jiang Cheng turned the radio channel and stopped at a gentle love song.

Yan Ze looked at his hand with his head sideways. The joints were distinct, slender and good-looking, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

When Jiangcheng withdrew his hand, he reached out and gently grabbed his hand, turned his face away, and looked at the neon lights outside the window.

The warm temperature from the back of his hand made Jiang Cheng pause, and seeing Yan Ze's serious and embarrassed face, he suddenly felt full of affection overflowing.Carefully put one hand between the two, with the other hand holding the steering wheel, slowly driving.

The love song on the radio fluctuated up and down, melodious and inciting all the way.

At no time has Yan Ze more clearly and firmly believed than at this moment that he should go on with this person beside him. No matter how far and uncertain the road ahead is, he wants to hold his hand like this for countless nights. Hands, looking at his lazy and careless side face, watching his hair being blown by the night wind, listening to the low-key and gentle love songs on the radio, driving on the way home.

On a moonlit night, it is rare that the night light is clear and clear, and the moonlight is like a full moon hanging on the tip.

Yan Ze tossed and turned unable to sleep, and was afraid of disturbing Jiang Cheng, so he finally got up quietly and walked barefoot in the dark living room for a while.He walked to the window, pushed it open, looked at the full moon, and held the phone in his hand, wanting to call Yan Xianglin over and over again, but he was always entangled over and over again. What.

In the past, he couldn't guess what Yan Xianglin meant. Later, he became unable to understand. Now, he finds that he can understand his brother's thoughts more and more.

Yan Ze clearly knew that it wasn't that Yan Xianglin had changed, but that he himself was changing subtly.

And all of this was brought to him by Jiang Cheng.

Thinking of this, thinking of all the past, I always feel vivid.

Unknowingly, Jiang Cheng has accompanied him on too many different paths, and he has comprehended too many emotions or thoughts that he never had before.

Just as he was deep in thought, there was a familiar temperature posted behind him.

Yan Ze's body froze slightly, but soon relaxed and softened, like the belly of a vigilant animal that suddenly became soft.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes, his hair was sticking up here and there, obviously he didn't wake up.He lowered his head against Yan Ze's bare neck, his long arms loosely embraced Yan Ze, and his wide palms covered his belly, carrying a warm temperature.

With such a tall physique, he looked like a lazy wolf at this moment, allowing himself to show a less aggressive side in front of his extremely trusting spouse.

Yan Ze was almost instigated by Jiang Cheng's cuddling posture, and his heart softened into a mess. At this time, he didn't even move, and he didn't ask him when he woke up, why he followed him, and why he didn't go back to sleep.

He didn't speak, but raised his hand to cover Jiang Cheng's back, turned his face slightly, and rubbed against his ear.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help it a little bit, he lowered his head to kiss the tips of his ears, and pecked his neck twice, his voice was hoarse and lazy after just waking up: "Can't sleep? Or are you awake?"

"A little insomnia, did it wake you up?" Yan Ze shrank his neck timidly, and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng lazily snorted twice to say no: "Worried about your brother again? I really envy him for having a brother like you."

"You should envy yourself for having a qualified lover." Yan Ze was amused by him, and turned around to kiss him.

This was a kiss that was almost lingering, without affection and without the meaning of mutual tenderness and comfort, it was even more like a meaningless kiss that just happened naturally.

After the kiss, Yan Ze lay in Jiang Cheng's arms, and suddenly felt that the worries and insecurities just now disappeared, as if this was the safest place in the world, and there was nothing else that could replace it.

For the various emotions between the two, it is more down-to-earth than the memories just now.

Strangely, lying in Jiang Cheng's arms, listening to his heaving chest and heartbeat, Yan Ze gradually felt sleepy.

"I have good news. From next month, I will go to work in your company..." Yan Ze muttered.

Seemingly feeling that the person in his arms was too cute, Jiang Cheng couldn't bear it and bit the tip of Yan Ze's ear, wishing to use force, but he didn't dare to use force: "I know."

"I will work hard and become a reliable boyfriend."

Jiang Cheng smiled and rubbed the corners of his wet lips: "I'm looking forward to it."