New year greeting

Song Xinyuan is getting more and more busy, watching the house while filming.Song Yanqing was about to be released from prison, and he wanted to bring Song Yanqing back and find a place for the father and son to live.Song Yanqing used to support him, but now it will be his turn to support Song Yanqing.

Recently, he seldom contacted Feng Deng, stopped talking about meeting, and chatted occasionally through social software.Feng Deng is busy and doesn't like him being clingy. Without his harassment, he must be more at ease.The "evidence" created during the date lay in his computer, waiting for the best opportunity to come out.

In mid-September, Song Xinyuan rented a two-bedroom apartment in the old town of Qianyang City. He took the time to clean the house, redecorated the walls with pink-blue and light-green wallpapers, and replaced the old furniture. The room was not big. But warm and comfortable, it is eye-catching.He was equipped with two keys, and listening to the sound of the lock, he was full of hope for the future.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after he finished filming, he received a call from Feng Deng.He connected without rushing to speak.

"Did you call it a day?"

It was Feng Deng who spoke first. Feng Deng didn't seem to know how to address him, and always used the second person to get by.

"Yeah, I'm just about to go back to the hotel, and I have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow." Song Xinyuan's play had to go on before it was time to tear up his face, and he asked, "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Feng Deng: "I want to see you."

"You miss me?" Song Xinyuan was silent for a while, pretending to be embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient, Brother Jun urged me to go by car."

"I will look for you."

"No, it's not good to be seen. Are you in the duty room? I'll go find you."

Song Xinyuan greeted Jia Yingjun, ran to the surgery building, stood in front of Feng Deng's duty room, and knocked on the door.The door opened, and Feng Deng let him in, still wearing a white coat.

He sat on the bed naturally, drooping his legs: "Just finished your work?"

Feng Deng came to his side and rubbed his neck: "Yes."

"Have you eaten tonight?"

"Eat, in the cafeteria."

"Cervical pain? Let me squeeze it for you." Song Xinyuan took off his shoes and knelt behind Feng Deng. "I only have 10 minutes."

He gave Feng Deng a massage, took off Feng Deng's collar, and lingered on the back of his neck and shoulders with his hands. He saw the scars on Feng Deng's back and the teeth marks he had bitten off five years ago.

Feng Deng dumped him, which made him furious, he didn't notice, maybe someone hated Feng Deng more than him, but Feng Deng didn't want to reveal, he was too lazy to care.

When he was distracted, Feng Deng held his wrist, and said in a helpless tone, "You're thin again, what's on your mind?"

He leaned on Feng Deng's shoulder and shook his head: "I'm too tired from filming, my appetite is poor in Xia Tian."

"Summer is over, eat well and don't be picky."

Feng Deng looked back at him, brushed his lips against his profile, hesitated for a moment, grabbed his waist, and held him in his arms, like holding a child.

He played with Feng Deng's clothes buttons, and complained in a low voice: "The box lunch of the crew is too bad, it's not as good as your cooking."

Feng Deng leaned against the top of Song Xinyuan's head, his eyes darkened: "You can stay at my house after you finish the job."

"Doctor Feng, are you inviting me to live with you?" Song Xinyuan smiled openly, slipped down Feng Deng's thigh, put on his shoes, stopped Feng Deng's answer with a kiss, and licked his lips, "I'm leaving, good night."

He left in a hurry, and vaguely heard Feng Deng sigh before closing the door.

After Song Xinyuan lay down, he couldn't help biting his fingers. He understood why Feng Deng was looking for him. Today is Feng Deng's birthday.During college, he gave Feng Deng gifts every year, with his heart and his unconcealable love.

He decided not to like Feng Deng, pretended not to remember this day, didn't prepare anything, didn't even want to say "Happy Birthday", anyway, Feng Deng wouldn't take the initiative to mention it, and let the special be mediocre and disappear in his memory .

If you want to forget a person, there is always a way to forget it, starting from small things, expel everything, even the whole life of the person and the other person, no longer participate in it, no longer worry about it.

In late September, Song Xinyuan and Li Mingzhou went to the prison and picked up Song Yanqing.When Li Mingzhou was driving, he proposed to let Song Yanqing live in the villa arranged by him. He hired someone to take care of Song Yanqing, but Song Xinyuan refused.

Song Xinyuan leaned on Song Yanqing and said, "I've already rented the house."

Li Mingzhou: "Don't be willful, you are so busy, you don't have time to take care of your dad, just visit him when you are free."

"Ming Zhou, I don't need to trouble you." Song Yanqing looked at the scenery along the way, his face pale, "It's okay, I live with Yuan Yuan."

"Uncle, your body..." Li Mingzhou swallowed half of his words, "Forget it, just be happy, and remember to find me if you need it." The father and son have similar personalities and are very stubborn.

Passing by the supermarket, Li Mingzhou asked, "Are there any shortages?"

Song Xinyuan's tone was full of pride: "There is no shortage, I am all ready."

Li Mingzhou sent the father and son home, praised Song Xinyuan a few words before leaving.Song Yanqing didn't bring anything upstairs except medicine.He touched the Spring Festival couplets on each door and joked to Song Xinyuan: "It's too early for the Chinese New Year, why post couplets?"

"For good looks," Song Xinyuan followed Song Yanqing like a little tail, "Isn't it good looking?"

"Looks good, thank you Yuanyuan."

After they took a bath, Song Xinyuan hugged the pillow and wanted to sleep with Song Yanqing.Song Yanqing refused: "No, how old are you? Will you share a bed with me when you have a girlfriend in the future? Then your girlfriend will be angry."

"Father, how is today? It's thundering outside." Song Xinyuan didn't tell Song Yanqing that he had a boyfriend, "I'm afraid."

Autumn is here, as if it were the last summer rain of the year, with thunderous thunder and torrential downpours, tearing down the boundary between the two seasons.He was not afraid of thunder, but what he was afraid of was that Song Yanqing would disappear when he woke up.

Song Yanqing made an exception and agreed to Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan lay beside the bed, staring longingly at Song Yanqing taking medicine, turning off the lights, and going to bed.They shared the quilts and talked until very late. Song Xinyuan told Song Yanqing the interesting things he encountered in the entertainment industry, and Song Yanqing described the three years of prison life to Song Xinyuan, like telling a joke.They have a new life, and they all keep silent about their unfortunate encounters.

Song Xinyuan bought a mobile phone for Song Yanqing and taught his father how to use it. Only his and Li Mingzhou's phone numbers were stored in it.

"Dad, I have to go to the studio early. Don't run around, I'll take you around after work in the afternoon. If you're bored, watch TV, search for anything you want to watch, order takeaway if you're hungry, or cook for yourself. There's everything in the refrigerator , call me if you need something."

"Okay, go to work quickly, I've been squatting for three years, not 300 years, I'm not old yet."

"Hey, okay, I'm leaving, wait for me to come back."

Song Yanqing stood at the window, looking at Song Xinyuan's back, with complicated emotions.Song Shin-won has grown up in all these years of his absence, but he can't be happy, his son is not having a good time, grinding his teeth all night, obviously restless.

Everything was his fault, he was the one who got Yuan Yuan involved.

Song Xinyuan couldn't stay on the set, and always wanted to call Song Yanqing, asking him what he was doing, whether he would order takeaway, whether he had gone out, and every time he got a response from his father.

Song Xinyuan was very happy.His weird behavior caught Jia Yingjun's attention, and Jia Yingjun reminded him to concentrate and act seriously.Song Xinyuan nodded. He has hope in his life and needs to work harder to make money.

After a week, Song Yanqing gradually adapted to the world out of control, and her spirit improved a lot.That night, he told Song Xinyuan that he had an appointment with an old friend tomorrow and could not have dinner with Song Xinyuan.

Song Xinyuan's heart was shocked, and he said nonchalantly, "Okay, where are you going to meet, have you made a reservation? The restaurant is crowded, so I couldn't find a place temporarily."

Song Yanqing frowned, he didn't think about it, he was no longer young, his hair was more than half gray, plus he was suffering from depression, his memory was getting worse and worse, his movements were not sensitive, and he often made omissions in doing things.

Song Xinyuan took out his mobile phone: "Dad, don't worry, I'll order it for you. What do you want to eat?"

Song Yanqing forced a smile: "Anything is fine."

"Is the other party a man or a woman?"

"male."

"what for?"

"Not sure, long time no see."

"Do you know the way, do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, I know the way. I've been familiar with this area for a long time."

Song Xinyuan reserved a western restaurant for Song Yanqing, not far from home.At eight o'clock the next night, Song Yanqing went out alone, found the restaurant according to the map sent by Song Xinyuan, and took the reserved seat under the guidance of the waiter.

"Sir, would you like to order now?"

"Wait a minute, I have an appointment."

Song Yanqing rested his chin on the back of his hand and silently watched the door. Half an hour later, the person he was waiting for appeared. The person was the same as before, with a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure.

It was his favorite student - Feng Deng.Feng Deng sat opposite him, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and said, "It's been a long time."

Behind Song Yanqing, Song Xinyuan heard Feng Deng's voice and squeezed the knife and fork tightly. It turned out that Feng Deng was the person his father was dating.He found Feng Deng's cell phone number in Song Yanqing's call records last night, which surprised him. His father actually remembered Feng Deng's number. Could it be that his father still couldn't forget Feng Deng?

In order to verify the facts, he booked another seat, next to Song Yanqing's sofa.He hid here secretly until Feng Deng went to the appointment. He was glad that he had asked for leave, and he would probably be able to find out the truth of the matter today.

Song Yanqing and Feng Deng ordered meals separately, and when the western food came out, neither of them moved.Song Yanqing opened the chatter box with a dazed expression: "I haven't been to this kind of place for a long time, and I'm not used to it."

Feng Deng asked: "What do you want me for?"

Song Yanqing came back to her senses: "I heard from Ming Zhou that you and Yuan Yuan have reconciled. Alas, it was because of me that your relationship broke down. I'm sorry."

"It's not reconciliation, I'm in love with him."

"What do you mean? You and Yuan Yuan..." Song Yanqing opened his mouth wide, "No wonder Yuan Yuan is so clingy to you... You have been together for a long time? Then you were using him? Did you like him? Did you tell him, you and me--"

Feng Deng interrupted him: "That's between him and me. The past is over, I've settled with you."

Song Yanqing smiled wryly and said, "Haha, the two are cleared. If you don't mention the matter in court, I deserve it. But in order to escape, you asked someone to take pictures and ruin my reputation. I really don't owe you anything."

Song Xinyuan suddenly covered his mouth. It turned out that Feng Deng exposed the group of photos. Feng Deng caused his father to bear the infamy of "sexually assaulting male students".

"Feng Deng, since you are Yuan Yuan's lover, then promise me, don't reveal that matter to Yuan Yuan, I'm afraid he will be sad, I'm afraid he will be disappointed... I don't want him to know until I die, I hope you don't either Speak out. If you really like Yuanyuan, promise me, I support you to be together."

What's up?Song Xinyuan stretched his ears when he thought of Liang Shizhang's words.

"Of course I won't tell him, I'm his boyfriend after all. I have nothing to do with you now."

"That's good, thank you, and don't tell about our meeting."

Feng Deng said coldly: "Take care of yourself."

"How is your mother? Is she all right?"

"It has nothing to do with you, don't look for me again." Feng Deng got up and left.

After a few minutes, Song Yanqing also left the restaurant.Song Xinyuan lay on the table, eyes closed, heart ashamed.

He did not blame Feng Deng wrongly. When Feng Deng dated him five years ago, he was indeed ambiguous with his father.

The author says:

Alas, the misunderstanding has deepened again.