nine year itch

Youqing glanced at Meng Chuan who was sitting next to him. His tall body looked a little cute nestled in the small chair, and his eyes were full of expectation, like a big golden retriever waiting for its owner to take a walk.

Meng Chuan's words have already been said like this, and Youqing's failure to go seems to refute his face a bit.Meng Chuan looked up to him, and he would invite him to be a guest at his house when he got close.

Meng Chuan said before that his parents accepted his sexual orientation, and Youqing was also curious about what such an enlightened elder looks like.

Youqing pursed her lips, "Well, let's go then."

Hearing this, Meng Chuan was overjoyed, he was so calm that he couldn't hide his childish joy, "Okay, I will definitely let my mother cook a big meal for you tomorrow." Meng Chuan stood up and leaned next to Youqing .

"Don't bother Auntie too much, just a simple meal." Youqing lowered her head and cut vegetables with a smile.

Meng Chuan looked at Youqing with confidence.After careful consideration, he has decided to use his parents to open the bottleneck of his relationship with Youqing.

Compared with the guy surnamed Gu, he is indeed not as young and handsome in appearance, and his net worth is at best considered a well-to-do middle class.But after living with Youqing for so many days, he knows that Youqing is not obsessed with material things, otherwise why would he break up with that local tyrant Gu.

Since Youqing pays more attention to human feelings, then she should take advantage of what Gu Ze doesn't have.Judging from Gu Ze's character, one can infer that his family is also domineering and wealthy, and it is impossible to accept his son dating a man.

But my parents are different. They are from a family of scholars and teachers. They are approachable and gentle, and they have long accepted their sexual orientation and understood themselves.

Even if Youqing never forgets Gu Ze, but a kind and amiable family that embraces him, and a family that is arrogant and indifferent rejects him, Youqing must be emotionally inclined to the former.

It was almost ten o'clock after the two of them finished their dinner and cleared up the tableware, and then they separated to wash and go to bed.

Since the death of his father, Youqing no longer has the role of an elder in his life.So when he visited Meng Chuan's house this time, he still wanted to leave a good impression on the two elders.

The next morning, Youqing got up early, washed up and dressed neatly.

As soon as Meng Chuan got up, he saw Youqing sitting on the sofa and getting ready to go. Youqing was wearing a white shirt, light blue jeans, white sneakers, and was carrying a gray schoolbag.Coupled with that fair skin and handsome appearance, he is obviously a 28-year-old man, but he looks like a big boy in high school.Meng Chuan felt that he was a bit old and eating young grass.

"Youqing, you cleaned up so quickly." Meng Chuan asked while wearing his coat.

"Well, I went to bed early last night and woke up early." The morning light from the balcony fell on Youqing's body, and his feet touched the floor lightly, like a lively little squirrel in the jungle.

Seeing such a young and energetic Youqing, Meng Chuan was even more moved.He unconsciously stepped forward and pinched Youqing's small face, "I go home or you go home, why are you happier than me?" The skin on his fingertips was indeed fine and smooth.

Youqing stood up quickly, blushing a little and said, "Let's go quickly, there will be traffic jams later." Because the community is located in a bustling neighborhood, adjacent to hospitals and shopping malls, there will be some traffic jams on weekends.

When they arrived at the underground garage, Meng Chuan walked in front, and Youqing walked behind.Meng Chuan was tall and stable, while Youqing was slender and flexible, like a shepherd dog with a lamb.

The two drove to Xianyang.Compared with Gu Ze's pursuit of speed, Meng Chuan drove at a moderate speed, and he was even and steady, which made Youqing feel comfortable and at ease along the way.

Compared with Xi'an, Xianyang has narrower streets and lower buildings. There are not many cars and people on the road, and the pace of life in the whole city is very slow. It is a comfortable and livable small city.

Youqing looked at the strange street and city curiously from the car window, and Meng Chuan continued to drive to a garden house complex facing the river.

Meng Chuan's father, Meng Hua, and mother, Wen Jun, are both teachers in a middle school here, and they lived in a family courtyard near the school before retiring.

The family courtyard is relatively old, and the greening of the community is not good.Meng Chuan bought several properties in Xianyang a few years ago, and wanted the two elders to move into a comfortable big house.But because it is convenient to go to work, the two elders still live in the original old community.It was not until after retirement that he moved into this big riverside house.

The bungalow has a total of six floors, Meng Chuan's house is a jumping floor, and the first and second floors belong to their house.The community is luxuriously decorated, rich in vegetation, and the environment is very quiet.

Meng Chuan drove the car directly into the community and parked beside the building.Youqing looked around after getting out of the car, "This neighborhood is so beautiful."

As soon as the car stopped, Meng Hua and Wen Jun in the room came out to greet him.Wen Jun, Meng Chuan's mother, came out first.She is thin and thin, wearing a dark green satin dress and a brown woolen shawl.The smile is kind and kind, and the lines of the wrinkles on the face are extremely soft.

She gracefully walked down the steps with both feet, then stopped and said to her back: "Mr. Meng, my son is back."

"Understood, Teacher Wen." A thick and magnetic baritone voice sounded from the room.

Afterwards, Meng Chuan's father, Meng Hua, also came out from the door. He was older than Meng Chuan's mother, tall and tall, wearing a well-pressed white shirt and gray woolen sweater.His hair is gray and his face is wrinkled, but he is in a good state of mind.Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle and elegant smile, a high bridge of nose and a full nose, she looks grand.

Youqing thought, it seems that Meng Chuan looks like his father, the nose is almost carved out of the same mold.The appearance of the old couple waiting for each other to support each other, respecting each other like guests and raising eyebrows, also made Youqing feel envious and fascinated.

"Dad, Mom." Meng Chuan called out to the elders cordially, and then led Youqing behind him to the front, "This is Youqing."

Father Meng and mother Meng smiled implicitly and nodded to Youqing, and Youqing also bowed respectfully to the two elders.

"Mom, is the meal ready? I'm thinking about your dry pot prawns." Although Meng Chuan is already 36, facing his mother, he has lost a bit of maturity and stability, and has recovered a bit of a boy. Lively and cheerful.

"Well, come in and eat." Wen Jing's quiet and elegant voice sounded again.

Youqing and Meng Chuan put their luggage at ease, changed into slippers and washed their hands, and the four of them went to the spacious and bright restaurant for dinner.

There are a total of eight dishes on the big round table, four meat and four vegetables.Youqing saw that everyone didn't move their chopsticks, and she lowered her head shyly and stared at the carved table leg.

"Let's have dinner, Youqing, you should also try my mother's shrimp, it's delicious." Meng Chuan took the lead to break the silence, and gave Youqing a bright red and plump shrimp.

"Uh, good." Youqing also picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Both Meng's mother and father have a bit of a literati's sour taste, and they pay attention to eating without talking or sleeping, so the dinner table is always quiet.Youqing secretly saw that the two elders were tasting the food silently and gracefully.

Meng Chuan watched Youqing's small movements, and whispered in his ear: "We can talk, if you want to chat, just talk to me."

Youqing hurriedly blushed and shook her head, continuing to eat.After the meal, Lord Youqing sent an invitation to help Meng Mu wash the dishes.Wenjun didn't refuse either, and nodded with a smile.

The two of them just quietly brushed the dishes side by side.

After that, the four of them sat in the living room, ready to start chatting.Meng Chuan has brewed the tea he brought for everyone.

Father Meng picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, "This is the Dragon Well Tea before Yu."

"Yeah, Dad, it's not bad. I brought you several boxes." Meng Chuan said with a smile.

Youqing sipped the bitter tea, but couldn't drink much fragrance.

"Youqing, what are the two characters of your name?" Father Meng suddenly asked Youqing.

Youqing blushed all of a sudden, and stammered: "You bless you, youthful Qing."

Father Meng put down the teacup and pondered, "Well, the meaning of the word You is good, and the word Qing is also neat and symmetrical."

Youqing didn't know how to answer and could only nod hastily.

Meng Chuan said with a smile: "My second character is also neat and symmetrical. Our names don't match."

Youqing blushed when she heard this.Meng Chuan didn't ask himself to come to his house as a guest, he clearly meant to meet his parents.

Father Meng looked at Youqing's face flushed, glared at Meng Chuan, and said in a deep voice, "It's just to look at the name, how can you be so unreasonable."

Hearing this, Youqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are many Youqings this year." Wen Jun asked.

"28." Youqing replied.As a result, Meng's mother's chat made Youqing's heart tighten again.

"Youqing looks really young, how old are your parents this year?"

Mother Meng's voice was kind and kind, but the content of these words made Youqing bitter and worried.Looking at the Meng Chuan family in front of him, the parents are well-educated and reasonable, the son is mature and stable, and the three of them are happy and happy.Look at yourself again, no father, no mother, no relatives, no reason, completely alone.

Youqing lowered her head with red eyes, and replied after a long time: "I, I have no parents. My mother left after giving birth, and my father... passed away ten years ago."

This speech silenced everyone present.Wen Jun looked at his son at a loss, while Meng Chuan also looked surprised and embarrassed.He never asked about Youqing's family affairs, and Youqing never mentioned it. He didn't expect his life experience to be so miserable.

Mother Meng looked at Youqing's red eyes, and wanted to say something to comfort her, but she was as mature as she was after years of thinking, so she didn't know how to comfort this kind of pain that others could hardly understand.

The silence of the three made Youqing feel even more inferior and embarrassed.He even felt that it was because of his ups and downs that he became an embarrassing existence for others.Like an ugly duckling disturbing the situation, he came to the swan's nest.

Youqing whispered: "I, I'm going to the bathroom." Then she rushed out of the living room in a hurry and came to the bathroom. "