My first love after four years of separation came to my store to buy cakes

The experience of this meal was not pleasant, just after the meal, Ding Naichuan just put down his chopsticks and was about to drag Guan Zishan away.

Papa Ding immediately blew his beard and stared and said: "Leave without saying a word, have you..." With the lessons learned from the past, he swallowed the word "tutor" abruptly, but the chopsticks in his hand were slapped vigorously. on the dinner table.

Ding Naichuan didn't even blink his eyes: "Anyway, your old man doesn't like to see us, so let's go."

Guan Zishan felt a little disgusted with Dad Ding's tough attitude in his heart, but who told him to bend his son? Which father would have a better attitude when he saw his boyfriend?So he gently reached out and grabbed the corner of Ding Naichuan's clothes who was about to get up, and signaled Ding Naichuan with his eyes not to speak so aggressively, and to sit down and talk carefully.

Ding Naichuan snorted softly, sat down reluctantly, then naturally grabbed Guan Zishan's hand, wrapped it in his palm and started playing.

When Papa Ding saw that his son who didn't even give him face listened obediently to what a man said, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Then he saw that bastard son flirting with a man in front of his father, He was even more angry.

Ding Naichuan was not affected by his father at all, he held Guan Zishan's hand with his head down, kneading and pinching it, enjoying himself.

Even at home, Guan Zishan, who is used to Ding Naichuan playing hooligans anytime and anywhere, couldn't help but blush a little. This was in front of his parents, and when he was glared at by Ding's father, he immediately withdrew his hand and put it back on his knee. superior.

Guan Zishan had already discovered that when Ding's father was sitting, his back was very straight. Ding Naichuan probably followed his father. Even the sitting posture is corrected a bit.

Papa Ding stared at Guan Zishan for a long time, his face was serious, exuding a sense of majesty, especially like the father of the president who is the male protagonist in idol dramas who beat mandarin ducks, just when Guan Zishan thought he would dump him in the next moment. When he issued a check and said "How much money can I give you to leave my son?", he finally spoke, but the words were directed at Ding Naichuan.

"Since when did you like playing with men?"

Ding Naichuan raised his brows immediately: "I don't like playing with men, I only like men."

Papa Ding snorted coldly: "I think you've been fooled by lard, what do you like about tough, stinky men?"

Guan Zishan, the tough and smelly man: "..."

Wait, Daddy Ding, you seem to have scolded yourself too...

"You've never liked a man, of course you don't understand," Ding Naichuan also snorted coldly, "I don't think women have much to like, they are limp, so fragile, and tend to lose their temper."

Father Ding raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth to say something, but Ding Naichuan stopped him with a single sentence: "Anyway, I only like men in my life, no, I only like him, I don't want other men, I just want him." He's alone." As he spoke, he grabbed Guan Zishan's hand back again, holding it tightly, Guan Zishan froze, trying to struggle, but he couldn't break free.

"Nonsense!" Papa Ding slapped the dining table, "You're trying to piss me off!"

Ding Naichuan lowered his eyes, he pursed his lips, but the expression on his face did not waver: "You drive me out of this house, I will support you when you are old, and I will take care of you until the end of your life, but don't think about it Use your father's status to force me to break up with him. When I was young, you could force me to go to cram school, force me to learn the piano, force me to sit upright, force me to do everything I don't want to do, and if I don't like it, you can Beat me up, but not now, you can beat me up and throw me out, but stop trying to make me do things I don't want to do."

Papa Ding was furious: "I'm not doing it for your own good!"

Ding Naichuan suddenly smiled: "I know, most of the things you forced me to do when I was a child were for my own good. I was ignorant before, but now I understand, and I am already a sensible adult. I can take responsibility for myself. You no longer have to make these decisions for me, including who I want to be with."

After he finished speaking, he didn't speak anymore, but held Guan Zishan's hand tightly.

Dad Ding's eyes widened and he was angry for a long time. He had a lot of things to say, but he still knew his son, he was stubborn and stubborn. Once he decided on something, let alone eighteen cows, even if the aircraft carrier came I can't pull it back either.

Two words, follow him.

Father Ding was angry for a long time, but seeing Ding Naichuan's deep eyes, his heart sank slowly. He knew that no matter what he said, he would change his son's mind. He used to threaten his son with beatings, but now his son has grown up and is taller than him, let alone beating, scolding and beating, he has nothing else to use to threaten his son.

Papa Ding's face suddenly turned a little depressed, and his straight body seemed a little bent, but he quickly turned his attention to Guan Zishan.

Guan Zishan was looking down helplessly at Ding Naichuan playing with his fingers, when he heard Papa Ding's question.

"You...what's your name?"

Guan Zishan raised his head and was flattered at once. This was the first time Papa Ding took the initiative to ask him a question that night, so he sat upright and replied, "Hello, uncle. My name is Guan Zishan. Kezi's son, a mountain ten miles away from the green mountains."

Although Papa Ding looked down on Mr. Rabbit who was raped by men, he hadn't read many books, and he especially admired cultural people. When he heard Guan Zishan's self-introduction, he opened his mouth with a few poems, and he immediately looked at Guan Zishan with admiration.

Taking a closer look at Guan Zishan's appearance, he is upright and handsome, with a gentle smile, and he immediately likes it when he looks at it. He is not as human as those rabbit masters in the legend. Papa Ding's tense face relaxed a little. .

"Do your parents know about your matter?" Papa Ding knew that he couldn't change his son's mind, so he planned to start with Guan Zishan.

Guan Zishan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "My dad already knows."

Papa Ding paused for a moment, then asked carefully, "... Where's your mother?"

Guan Zishan lowered his eyes: "...I don't have a mother."

Papa Ding was speechless for a moment. Facing a child who had lost his mother just like his son, he suddenly felt a little bit hesitant to speak, but before he could ask any more questions, the wife next to him suddenly burst into tears. .

Guan Zishan's fingers were a little cold, but they were tightly wrapped by Ding Naichuan's hands, and he rubbed them repeatedly to keep them warm.

He raised his eyes to look at Ding Naichuan, and Ding Naichuan blinked at him.

Guan Zishan suddenly laughed.

Papa Ding hadn't seen his wife crying for a long time, he was a little at a loss, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to comfort her.

Ding Naichuan's stepmother was crying, looking very sad. She looked at Guan Zishan with her beautiful eyes, and there seemed to be a lot of words in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word.

Guan Zishan looked up at him, and then lowered his eyes again. A long time ago, he had imagined countless times that he and her would reunite again. Many times, in his fantasy, she would hold him with tears in her arms, with soft The soft voice said softly: "Mom is sorry for you, mother should not have left you..." Now he finally saw her tears, but he no longer had the mood he imagined at the beginning.

Ding's father hugged his wife for a while, and when she calmed down, he frowned and asked Guan Zishan, "Your father knows about you, how does he react?"

Guan Zishan blinked and said with a smile: "Although he was a little hard to explain at first, he finally accepted it. After all, he is my father and he loves me."

Papa Ding frowned: "You mean I don't love Ding Naichuan?"

Guan Zishan shook his head with a smile: "I didn't say that, it's just that some people will hurt others in the name of love...Of course I'm not talking about you."

Papa Ding immediately blew his beard and stared, thinking he couldn't understand the irony?So he subconsciously said another sentence: "Uneducated!"

Guan Zishan laughed again, he looked at Ding Naichuan, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm the same as him, born with a mother but not raised by a mother."

Papa Ding was so angry that he was about to stand up as soon as he slapped the table, but his wife next to him hugged his waist suddenly. The wife who had been silent all night suddenly seemed to explode: "Enough!"

Papa Ding was taken aback, a little at a loss.

His wife's face was very tired, pale, and haggard, as if she had aged more than ten years.

"He...he is my son." She whispered.

Papa Ding was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed drastically.

After his wife finished saying that sentence, it seemed that she had exhausted her whole body's strength, and she couldn't say another word.

The atmosphere was instantly dead silent.

The whole living room was like a pool of stagnant water, there was no movement at all, and everyone's expressions seemed to be frozen.

After a while, Ding Naichuan broke the silence.

He took a deep look at Ding's father and his stepmother, and held Guan Zishan's hand in front of them: "No matter who his mother is, I will only be with him in this life."

Guan Zishan held his hand instead and smiled at him.

Papa Ding's face was ugly, but he couldn't say a word after all. His wife's words seemed to have strangled all his dead spots at once.

When he was with his current wife, he knew that she already had a husband and children.

But he knew that she didn't love his husband, so he didn't feel guilty before. As for the child, he subconsciously ignored it.

During these years of raising Ding Naichuan alone, he knew that a child without a mother could easily be bullied by other peers, and those most innocent children would always turn their innocence into sharp blades, wantonly attacking others' fragility and embarrassment, his son He felt distressed when he was bullied since he was a child, but he subconsciously ignored that there was another child who would receive the same treatment because of him.

Over the years, his wife never went back to see the child because of guilt and guilt. In fact, he was secretly relieved. She didn't dare to go back and face it, so he wouldn't feel guilty.

Because he didn't dare to face it.

He finally understood why she cried so sadly when Guan Zishan said calmly that he had no mother.

She is ashamed.

He is also ashamed.

When Guan Zishan and Ding Naichuan walked out of the gate of Ding's house, it was already getting dark.

Guan Zishan looked down at Ding Naichuan's slender fingers holding his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "So you have also learned the piano? Why don't you show your hand?"

Ding Naichuan smiled embarrassedly: "I learned it for a few days in elementary school, and I have long forgotten it."

Guan Zishan raised his eyebrows: "Then you still have the tone of your father forcing you into prostitution?"

Ding Naichuan said lightly: "The teacher who taught me the piano is a very strict old woman. Every time I can't play well, she would use such a long and thick ruler to smack my palms, making my palms red. After a few times, I went back and sued my dad, and then my dad didn't let me go." He gestured with his hands while talking.

Guan Zishan smiled: "Then your dad loves you a lot, just now I thought your dad was sorry for you when you were young."

Ding Naichuan snorted lightly: "How could he promise us to be together if I am not serious?"

Guan Zishan patted him with a smile: "You rely on him to love you."

Ding Naichuan glanced at him, and snorted softly: "Don't you always rely on me to love you, and you often flirt with each other."

Guan Zishan was a little helpless: "How many times do you want to talk about this topic?"

Ding Naichuan glared at him: "I'm going to say it, I'm going to say it, until you don't flirt with each other."

"Well, it's up to you, you can say what you like."

"Do you know that you are so arrogant."

"..."

"You call it murderous because of love."

"..."

"Don't ignore me, I was wrong again qaq"