Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

After Wang Xiaoming hung up the phone resolutely, Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's face and found something was wrong, so he asked him with a smile, "What's wrong? Who's calling?"

Wang Xiaoming snorted and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "It's a very cute girl, what's her name is Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou...is it from your studio?"

Yu Fengjing smiled lightly and said, "Well, it's from our studio...what's the matter?"

Wang Xiaoming took a serious look at Yu Fengjing, and after a while he moaned and said, "I didn't make it right before, you are not allowed to mess around with men and women, let alone mess with men and women..."

"Where are you thinking?" Yu Fengjing paused, and smiled lowly, "I don't know how to have relationships with men, let alone women. I only have relationships with you."

"What's the matter with Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou?" Wang Xiaoming snorted.

"...A classmate from the same school and a colleague from the same studio." Yu Fengjing stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Xiaoming over, letting him sit on his lap, "Apart from that, what else do you want to do with her?"

"Why do I feel that she cares about you?" Wang Xiaoming sat down on Yu Fengjing's lap and poked Yu Fengjing's chin with his finger. "It doesn't seem like an ordinary classmate or colleague cares at all...Why do I think she has some thoughts about you?"

"Really," Yu Fengjing let Wang Xiaoming poke his chin, and said with a light smile, "Are you jealous?"

Wang Xiaoming snorted, and suddenly asked: "Does your stomach still hurt now?"

Yu Fengjing stretched out his hand to pinch the tender flesh of Wang Xiaoming's cheek, and said, "It's much better, but I'm a little hungry now."

"Then let's go to eat." Wang Xiaoming didn't eat all morning, and felt a little hungry, "The two of us, don't go with them, and don't go with that Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, or Xiaoyou."

"Are you really jealous?" Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"Are you emitting seductive hormones all the time?" Wang Xiaoming pinched Yu Fengjing's chin depressedly.

"...No," Yu Fengjing smiled, "I only distribute to you..."

"What's the matter with Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou?" As he talked, he seemed to return to the original topic.

Yu Fengjing sighed and said, "Although I'm glad you're jealous, is it really okay for you to distrust me so much?"

"I believe you," Wang Xiaoming said, "but I don't like the tone of that girl's speech... as if you are her boyfriend, I hope you can always remember that you are already a married man." Husband, you have to draw a line with everyone who has unreasonable thoughts about you."

"Well," Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's embarrassing look of being jealous but didn't want to admit that he was jealous, and said solemnly, "I will always remember that I am a married man, and draw a line with everyone who thinks badly about me. ……Do not worry."

"Especially the one called Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou or Xiaoyou...we must draw a clear line with her!"

"Well, I originally planned to introduce you to my friends in the studio during lunch." Yu Fengjing squeezed Yu Fengjing's chin, smiled lowly, and said, "...as a boyfriend."

"Pfft, are you going to come out in front of everyone?!" Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Yu Fengjing would do this for him. After all, things like sexuality can be big or small. What if Yu Fengjing's friends look down on him because Yu Fengjing likes men?

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly: "...Since you don't want to eat with them now, then I'll introduce you to them next time."

"Then where are we going to eat now?" Although he calculated that it was not long since the last time they met, Wang Xiaoming still felt that Yu Fengjing seemed to have changed a lot, and he rubbed Yu Fengjing's face curiously.

"Shall we go to the newly opened noodle shop near our school?" Yu Fengjing said.

"Then your friends...?" Wang Xiaoming asked hesitantly.

"Let's have dinner with them again at night." Yu Fengjing lowered his head and pecked Wang Xiaoming's lips. "From now until night is the time for the two of us to be alone."

Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered that he seemed to have agreed with Bi Xia to go to see the house after dinner... But in this situation, it is obviously more important to accompany Yu Fengjing, as for seeing the house, we will talk about it later.

So Wang Xiaoming called Bixia and said that he suddenly had something to do at noon, could he have dinner with the people from XX Studio in the evening, Bixia asked and said that the other party agreed, but Wang Xiaoming had no obligation to accompany them at all For dinner, after all, Wang Xiaoming is just an author, not a businessman, not to mention that this kind of one-shot deal doesn't need to be dealt with at the wine table.

As a result, when he left the tea room and was about to take the elevator downstairs, Wang Xiaoming saw the editor Bixia who had just hung up the phone with him in the elevator.

Bi Xia was still wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with an elite look.

"Are you off work?" Wang Xiaoming greeted in a good mood.

"Well, I'm going to have dinner with the people from XX Studio." Bixia adjusted his glasses, his gaze passed over Wang Xiaoming's face, and then fell on Yu Fengjing, and he paused, "This is...?" His gaze was somewhat probing.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered that he seemed to have told Bixia yesterday that the reason why he wanted to move to Mayor B was because of his little boyfriend... "Niaoyiren".

Before Wang Xiaoming could introduce, Yu Fengjing smiled and said, "I'm his boyfriend."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Wang Xiaoming's face turned red in an instant, he never expected that Yu Fengjing would be so straightforward!

In fact, when that girl called Yu Fengjing just now to ask him about his relationship with Yu Fengjing, he really wanted to blurt out "I am Yu Fengjing's boyfriend"...but because he was worried that telling the truth would cause trouble for Yu Fengjing. Troubled, after all, he still doesn't know if Yu Fengjing's friends know about Yu Fengjing's sexuality, if Yu Fengjing didn't intend to reveal his sexuality, but he exposes it... What if Yu Fengjing's friends will look down on Yu Fengjing because of this...

In short, because of various concerns, even though Wang Xiaoming wanted to declare his ownership of Yu Fengjing openly and aboveboard, in the end he could only say something innocuous - "I am his family member".

Family has many meanings, brother, husband and wife... He can only express his ownership of Yu Fengjing in such a subtle way.

"Boyfriend?" Bi Xia paused for a moment, his eyes turned around Yu Fengjing inquiringly, "So he is the little boyfriend you mentioned before..." Bi Xia seemed to have met Yu Fengjing before, after all Yu Fengjing He is also a member of XX studio, but Bixia's expression is very calm, as if he is not surprised at all about his relationship with Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming was afraid that Bixia would expose his plan to move to City B, so he quickly said with a dry smile, "Hahahaha, did I tell you about him? I don't remember myself..." He hoped that Bisha Xia can be smarter and understand his hints.

"Did he tell you about me, what did he say?" Yu Fengjing asked with a half-smile.

Wang Xiaoming stared desperately at Bixia and winked, hoping that Bixia could understand his gaze.

Bi Xia slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "He said his little boyfriend is a student of University B..."

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief.

"...So he wanted to move to City B for his little boyfriend, and even rented a house from me." Bi Xia finished with a smile.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So that's how it is..."

"You! You exposed me!" Wang Xiaoming glared at Bixia, he had managed to hide his surprise for so many days, and he was exposed by Bixia so casually!

"Are you sure you need others to expose your IQ?" Bi Xia stroked the frame of her glasses, "Are you sure you really hid it well?"

"Uh..." Wang Xiaoming looked back at Yu Fengjing hesitantly. He guessed that he should have kept it a secret, right?

...But when Wang Xiaoming saw Yu Fengjing's half-smile expression, he suddenly became unsure.

Bixia looked down at the watch on her wrist and said, "Find a time to move your luggage away, it's too obstructive for me."

"...I'm the man who wants to be your benefactor!" Wang Xiaoming couldn't believe that Bixia was so ruthless!

"Your patron is too precious for me to afford." Bixia looked up at Yu Fengjing, "What's more, don't you already have a patron?" After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoming walked out of the elevator before he could recover. .

Wang Xiaoming stared blankly at the back of Bixia leaving, then turned his head to look at Yu Fengjing, and asked him blankly, "You already knew?"

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly: "You can pretend that I only know now."

"Then can you pretend that you didn't know about it until I told you personally?"

"Next time when you want to surprise someone," Yu Fengjing said with a sigh, "you must remember to hide it."

"...Then are you still surprised now?" Wang Xiaoming said disappointedly, it turned out that Yu Fengjing knew about it a long time ago, but he always thought that he was hiding it well and wanted to surprise Yu Fengjing.

"Of course...a surprise," Yu Fengjing chuckled, "You are my biggest surprise."

Just when Yu Fengjing bent down to peck Wang Xiaoming's lips, several people suddenly rushed into the elevator... Wang Xiaoming realized that they were now parked on the first floor where the elevator door was wide open, and quickly grabbed Yu Fengjing's hand. Wrist, bowed his head and walked towards the outside of the elevator.

After leaving the building, Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's ears that were still a little red, stretched out his hand to poke his earballs, and asked, "Want to eat beef brisket noodles?"

So the two went to squeeze the bus again.

The bus was still crowded, almost squeezing them into canned sardines. After being stepped on by someone’s foot, Wang Xiaoming was protected by Yu Fengjing into his arms. Wang Xiaoming was not used to being protected as a weak person. But he had to admit that it felt good to have someone to lean on.

"Why don't you take a taxi?" Yu Fengjing frowned and asked Wang Xiaoming.

"It's good to take the bus. It's down to earth." Wang Xiaoming said seriously. In fact, it can be seen from his favorite old man's underpants that cost ten yuan and three pairs. The underpants are more expensive, but he just likes to wear three pairs of old man's underpants for ten yuan, maybe because he likes the sourness of wearing cheap and thin underpants that are "cool in the wind"...or maybe it's because the top With such a down-to-earth name like Wang Xiaoming, his whole person's settings became down-to-earth.

"I will study for a driver's license next summer vacation," Yu Fengjing said slowly, "In this way we won't need to squeeze the bus in the future."

"I only go out a few times a year, but are you so busy that you can come here?" Wang Xiaoming suddenly wanted to kneel down to Yu Fengjing, "You are so busy, I am too embarrassed to be idle." Thinking about Yu Fengjing alone People who have to study and work in the studio will have to take the driver's license test next year... so full that he is too embarrassed to stay at home every day. Although he is writing novels at home, he can only write a few novels a day. It's only an hour, most of the time is spent visiting Bilibili, visiting forums and swiping Weibo...

"It's okay, you go free, I will support you." Yu Fengjing buried his head on Wang Xiaoming's shoulder and smiled softly.

"It's as if I was adopted by you..." Wang Xiaoming was depressed.

"Then I will take care of you, okay?"

"...It's almost the same in reverse!"

When he got off the car at the location, Wang Xiaoming, a small car, felt a gust of cold wind blowing into his collar, and he shivered, muttering, "It's so cold, winter is here..." The temperature has been dropping rapidly recently, almost in an instant. Just like turning into winter.

Yu Fengjing lowered his head and straightened Wang Xiaoming's collar, buttoning up the top few buttons, as if he had already gotten used to it.

When we arrived at the noodle shop Yu Fengjing mentioned, it was a very inconspicuous noodle shop. Whether it was the sign outside or the decoration inside, it looked very low-key, even a bit simple, but when we opened the door and walked in, In an instant, Wang Xiaoming unexpectedly discovered that there were quite a lot of people in this noodle shop, almost full.

"Go to the second floor and have a look." Yu Fengjing didn't seem surprised.

So the two of them climbed up the creaking wooden ladder to the second floor. The area of ​​the second floor is only half the size of the first floor. There are four or five tables, but it is still full, but one of the tables seems to be full of guests. Just as I was about to leave, the plates in front of me were empty.

So Yu Fengjing pulled Wang Xiaoming over and stood aside, waiting for the guests at that table to leave.

The guests at that table were several young and beautiful girls. They were chatting happily about a celebrity gossip, but when they suddenly found two people standing in front of them, they looked up and found that they both looked pretty good. Handsome, the two handsome guys didn't chase them away with their eyes, they just stood idle and chatted, and glanced at their table from time to time, as if they were waiting for an empty table.

They were immediately embarrassed to dawdle any longer, and while quietly arranging their clothes, they called the waiter to pay the bill, and secretly glanced at Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming. Handsome guys are common on the street, but pretty handsome guys are rare, especially when they meet two at once. .

But when they noticed the inadvertent ambiguity between Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing, the girls let out a sigh of relief. Although the two of them didn't have obvious ambiguous movements, the warmth in their eyes at that moment would not It's a lie, so they paid the bill and left while silently complaining that the handsome guys went to stir up sex.

After the service industry finished cleaning up the girls' dishes, Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming sat down. This place was next to the window, so they could see the scenery of the street outside the glass window.

Yu Fengjing called the waiter to order two beef brisket noodles, and skillfully began to scald the bowls and chopsticks with hot boiling water. Wang Xiaoming held his chin to look at the scenery while teasing Yu Fengjing: "You are so virtuous, you will definitely be worth it if you marry back."

"Then do you want to marry back?" Yu Fengjing calmly faced Wang Xiaoming's teasing.

"Marry, marry, marry," Wang Xiaoming chuckled, took the chopsticks handed over by Yu Fengjing, and used the chopsticks to lift Yu Fengjing's chin, "Such a beautiful beauty..."

"The chopsticks are dirty again." Yu Fengjing frowned.

"I don't dislike you," Wang Xiaoming smiled, "You are so clean, you can eat without washing."

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile, "Then do you want to eat me tonight?"

"...Eat, eat." Wang Xiaoming was dazed by Yu Fengjing's raised eyebrows and chuckle.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll lie flat tonight and wait for you to eat."

In an instant, Wang Xiaoming imagined Yu Fengjing, the oiran wearing a big red head dress, leaning against the window of the brothel, facing him who was dressed like a young master, shaking his handkerchief and smiling coquettishly, "Grandpa, grandpa, let's play~ I'll wait for you tonight." ~"

... No, the oiran would not be so cheap, it should be Mama-san who is leaning on the window to solicit customers.

But with Yu Fengjing's good looks, it must be the top card, so he should be quietly playing the piano behind the gauze curtain and waiting for his mother to auction off the first night, and then the sons and brothers will spend a lot of money...

"100 taels!"

"230 three taels!"

"520 taels!"

"I give 1000 taels!"

……

Wait, what the hell are these, get the hell out of my brain!

Wang Xiaoming sadly found that his mind has become more and more clear recently, and the worst thing is that he found that he seems to have lighted up a new skill recently - thinking by day and dreaming by night.Once he makes up some weird content in his brain during the day, he is very likely to have dreams about related content at night, which is even more Freud than Freud.

Thinking of the bad dream he might have tonight, Wang Xiaoming had an ominous premonition that something was going to go wrong for him.