Inspirational life of rebirth

In other words, he has never seriously considered his sexual orientation, and he doesn't even have a favorite person, so where is the need to identify more difficult issues?

But now he urgently needs to think about that issue. He frantically developed an ulterior desire for his adoptive father at the very beginning of puberty.He wants to convince himself that it's just desire and not love, he must distinguish clearly, and then shift the correct target.

Maybe he and his father are really too close, this closed two-person space is the root cause of the mistake... But he also knows that this is self-deception, and he knows very well in his heart how strange it is for him to have desire for a person thing.

He closed his eyes and recalled the magazines he read in his previous life, imagining other beautiful women and handsome men in his mind, but none of it worked.No matter how hard he tried to divert his thoughts, his body was still reminiscing about the taste of that lip in his dream, it was so elusive, it was so close but insurmountable.

Too much irritability brought anger, and he couldn't help but refute to himself, after all, he has lived two lifetimes, why can't he let go of his freedom and want what I want?Is this really wrong?Or doomed providence?God gave him a chance to live again, just to let him stay with his father in this life!

No way, Tang Qinghong, still can't... Father's identity, father's job... Father may not be willing to have him, dare to have him.But if you don't fight for it, how do you know that your father is not willing?Even if Dad is unwilling for a while, he is the only one by his side, and being close to the water is the best condition. He can definitely use his brains to make Dad make mistakes, and then take responsibility for him with guilt.

In his previous life, his father never remarried, and he hasn't remarried in recent years either. He has the opportunity to drive away all those who covet his father and take his place, completely possessing all of his father's personal attention.

No, still not... He still doesn't understand what love is, but the relationship between father and son is already so deep.He can't be so despicable, and he can't underestimate his father... If he can't ask for it, he is afraid that his father will no longer be his father, and they will become strangers without blood or love.

If he can't get that forbidden feeling, he will not even be a son anymore.

But in this world, he is the person who knows Dad best. Who else can love Dad more than him?More worthy of father's love?He shrinks back and only guards his son's duty, and he will hand over his father to other women... In his previous life, his father did not remarry, but this life may not be sure. Grandma has put pressure on his father, and all relatives and friends are also anxious However, once Dad really takes a fancy to a woman, his identity will become a tasteless adopted son.

He doesn't allow it, he doesn't accept it... He lives again not for the sake of suffering and sacrificing, but for being by his father's side and going through this lucky life with him.

What he needs most is a perfect and safe strategy.

Thinking of this, the sky outside was already light, he finally calmed down, stopped tossing and turning, got up from the messy bed and opened the door.

After washing up and making breakfast for Dad in the kitchen, he sat next to the sofa and looked at Dad greedily for a long time.

His eyes were like a hungry little wolf, Tang Minyi, who was already sleeping uncomfortable, opened his eyes slightly.

Seeing that his father woke up, he immediately restrained his previous expression, smiled obediently and said to his father, "Dad, I made you breakfast, and I'm going to school. Remember to finish eating before going out."

Tang Minyi looked at his son's bloodshot eyes, and comforted him distressedly, "You didn't sleep well? Honghong, that's a sign of a boy's growth. It's not a big deal. You don't have to be afraid. Go to school first. Come back this afternoon and Dad will have a good talk with you."

He rolled his eyes and lowered his head, putting on a weak and lovable posture in front of his father, "Well, Dad, I'll listen to you."

After returning home from school that afternoon, Tang Qinghong practiced in front of the mirror for a long time before his father came back, thinking about how to naturally express the unique confusion and longing of a teenager.The self in the mirror is full of longing, not enough confusion, and seems too aggressive.

Even when he was cooking, he was distracted by this matter, causing two fingers to be burned, which was really painful.

As soon as Tang Minyi entered the door, he saw his son's painful expression, and he put two fingers in a basin of cold water, as if he didn't dare to pick it up.

This child has never had such a thing since he learned how to cook. Tang Minyi was naturally distressed, so he hurried out to buy scald ointment to rub on him, bragging and coaxing him.After doing this for a long time, my son finally said that he felt better, but his eye sockets were wet, and he probably still felt uncomfortably painful.

Tang Minyi felt the frustration of being powerless again, and he couldn't replace his son's pain, so he could only talk to his son to divert the other party's attention, "Honghong, why did you burn your hands today? What are you thinking?"

There were still wet tears on Tang Qinghong's eyelashes, and he blinked pitifully, "Dad, my heart is in a mess... Am I sick?"

Tang Minyi suddenly remembered what happened last night, boy

For the first time, that kind of thing, I would really be nervous and scared.He recalled his time in embarrassment. His father had passed away long ago, and no one could give him correct guidance and comfort. Fortunately, he had read a lot of idle books since he was a child, and he could vaguely understand it. Just survived.

Honghong is different from him. He has been delicate and weak since he was a child, and he has been under strict control these years. He has no chance to read any idle books. Of course, he doesn't understand anything.Thinking of this, he thought about the method of guidance. Education in this area is still necessary, and he can't treat it as a scourge like the older generation, and make the child suffer from psychological or physical problems by suffocating and frightening him.

But when it came to that kind of topic, he was somewhat embarrassed. He cleared his throat before he spoke to his son carefully, "Honghong, you are not sick. Did you have any dreams last night? That's normal, you As you grow up day by day, your body will also develop and change.”

Tang Qinghong held back the smile in his heart. Dad wants to educate him about puberty?This can be regarded as the right thing to do, and it would be bad to fool the past without paying attention.But when he thought of the absurd dream last night, his face started to get hot again, and when he saw his father's collar, he would be dreamy, so he had to hang his head down to cover it up.

Seeing his son keeping his head down without saying a word, as if he wanted to avoid the topic, Tang Minyi's impatience overwhelmed his embarrassment, "Honghong, that's not something dirty and disgusting, it's a normal physiological reaction of boys when they reach puberty."

Only then did Tang Qinghong secretly raise his eyes to look at his father, his voice trembling with depression, "Really? Dad, do you have that normal reaction too?"

Tang Minyi could only maintain his father's prestige, and nodded very seriously, "Of course, as long as he is a healthy man, he will have it."

Tang Qinghong looked at his father hesitantly, as if he didn't quite believe it. Tang Minyi bit his head and continued, "Do you remember that time at Grandpa Yan's house in Rucheng? That night when Dad got up in the middle of the night, you still laughed at Dad? Then Not bedwetting, just the same as you were last night."

Tang Qinghong felt that he was a bit bad, but he definitely couldn't let go of this opportunity, "Really? Dad, you also had a dream that night? What kind of dream did you have?"

Tang Minyi couldn't hold back anymore. This kind of topic was really annoying, but seeing his son's eager eyes, he could only be honest with each other, "Dad didn't have a dream that day. That kind of thing may not be a dream... No matter how old you are Some will know."

Tang Qinghong began to transform into a curious baby, pestering his father and kept saying: "But, why? So it would be like that even if I didn't dream? What if I came during class? Other students will find out, and I will be ashamed Seeing someone, Dad, I'm so scared. That kind of thing is not good at all, why is it so healthy? Then I might as well not grow up..."

Tang Minyi was a little embarrassed by his son's questioning, and he didn't want to show embarrassment or impatient expressions on his face, and he had to deliberately adjust his tone so that his answer didn't sound so blunt, "No, you just have to keep your mind on it all day long. If you think about it, you won’t get into trouble. Even if something really happens...then you think about other things, and you can suppress it. Of course, that kind of thing is not without benefits...you let Dad think about it. "

Tang Qinghong selfishly admired his father's way of frowning slightly and thinking hard. At this moment, his father completely belonged to him, and he no longer bothered about other people's affairs.

Before his father could come up with a complete answer, he couldn't help but throw out a new question, "Dad, how do you control that situation? What do you think in your mind that will make it respond? What do you think will make it go away?" ? You're going to teach me."

Tang Minyi stretched out his finger and rubbed the center of his brow. It is not so easy to teach this kind of education in a generous and practical way.

"Honghong, do your hands still hurt? Let's eat first. After eating, you will do your homework when Dad puts away the bowl. Dad should think about it carefully and tell you after tidying up."

Tang Qinghong looked at his distressed father, nodded and stood up, and was about to serve each other with bowls and chopsticks.But Dad still remembered his burnt fingers, told him to sit still, took the bowl and served the food.

What shocked him so much was that after finishing his homework and taking a shower at night, his father sat on the sofa in full vigor and gave him systematic adolescent education.

In his rich, deep voice, Dad told him a story of the origin of life, from how the baby became a fertilized egg before it was born, and continued until the baby grew up, married a woman, and became a father .Since ancient times, human life has cycled in this way, and it has gone through thousands of generations until now.

This strong level of education... has caught up with the excellent academic books of this kind abroad in the future.He originally thought that his father would be embarrassed or perfunctory, but he didn't expect his father to teach him all the relevant knowledge so earnestly and without concealment, and the story was not vulgar or obscure at all.

At the end of my father's talk, he still said to him gently and seriously: "So, do you understand now? Why does Dad strictly control you and tell you not to associate with female classmates too early. After you passed last night, you already have In order to meet the physiological conditions of being a father, but you are still young and cannot bear the responsibility of being a parent. Before you are sure that you will marry that girl, you can’t casually get close to her. Boys are more self-control Poor, if you make a mistake impulsively, it may ruin that girl's life."

Although he has lived through two lifetimes, he still doesn't know much about female physiology. He was a little scared when he heard what his father said, "Dad, do you mean to conceive a child? Is it so easy for a woman to conceive a child? Isn't there a way to avoid... Uh, there should be a way to avoid getting pregnant, right?"

Dad frowned and stared at him sternly, "Have you already thought of this? There are ways to avoid it, but it's not 100% effective. Boys are the offensive side, both morally and physically. It is irresponsible to do that kind of thing to any girl before getting married! Dad forbids you to think like that, let alone do that!"

He stuck out his tongue and smiled wryly, "I definitely won't, Dad! I'm just asking casually."

Dad looked at his face with distrust, and emphasized the importance of this principle again, "You have to do what you say, and communicate with Dad if you have any ideas, and you are not allowed to make your own decisions. Dad did not refuse to discuss this matter with you, You also have to be honest enough with Dad."

He nodded against his will, "Well, I see."

It's not that he doesn't want to be honest, if he is all honest now, Dad might be stunned or beat him to death right?But anyway, it was a good start. He rolled his eyes and asked his father, "Dad, today you only told me theories and stories, and there are still many questions you haven't answered... I don't just want to listen to the stories." , I want you to teach me real knowledge!"

Tang Minyi endured the feeling of headache and agreed to his son, "It's still a long time, Dad will teach you slowly. That's all for today, you should go to bed."

Seeing that it was getting late, he happily invited his father into the bedroom, "Okay, dad, go to bed!"

Tang Minyi asked him to go first with a subtle expression, and he had to read the documents for a while, and in order not to disturb him to sleep, his father also slept on the sofa tonight.

Tang Qinghong pouted immediately, feeling very disappointed, "Why?"

"Dad said just now, in order not to disturb you to sleep. The weather is hot, and Dad's body temperature is high, and you slept sweaty last night. Well, don't keep asking why, you are not a three-year-old baby, go to sleep Bar!"

This is obviously to avoid him by keeping a distance... But Tang Qinghong didn't dare to question him directly. For the sake of safety, he went back to his room obediently, and let's hold the position that has been captured so far.

He didn't expect that this was just the beginning, and for a while, Dad literally took root on the sofa.The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and my father even spread a mat in the living room, saying that it would be cooler to sleep here, and he made up his mind that he would never sleep with him again.

He made a small fuss, but Dad was like a rock, especially after he broke into the bathroom and insisted on taking a bath with Dad... He didn't do anything, but the situation happened again after washing, He also eagerly pestered his father to teach him how to solve it.

Dad taught him succinctly, and immediately put on a towel and went out as soon as he finished the language instruction, leaving him alone in the bathroom to sulk.When he came out of the bathroom, he rubbed against his father with limp legs, but he was pushed far away, and he was forced to recite ancient poems and do homework to divert his attention.

In this sweet and painful torment, he graduated from elementary school, and his father officially received a transfer order to take him to Yunzhou.

On the day he left, his father woke him up early in the morning, and walked out quietly with him, but Yunzhou's car to pick him up hadn't arrived yet.He knew that his father didn't want to make a lot of trouble, and he didn't want to experience that kind of difficult parting scene, so he followed his father to a nearby breakfast stand to eat noodles very cooperatively.

The two father and son twisted their suitcases to avoid the people who saw them off, but Mr. Yu and his old subordinates still found them.They are very close to ordinary people, and the owner of the breakfast stall secretly called to inform them. Under Mr. Yu's blame, Tang Minyi smiled and agreed to treat them to this breakfast today.

Before Tang Minyi left, he also recommended a successor for the higher-ups. He chose an older and more stable student from Mr. Yu's group of disciples. It would be a good team to match with Yuan Zhengfeng, and both parties were already under his contact. Passed the gas beforehand.

The car from Yunzhou arrived soon, and Tang Minyi took his son to bid farewell to Mr. Yu and his group, telling them not to send him away again. Continuing to build Linhu is the greatest recognition for him.

Mr. Yu wept and waved his hands outside the car window, sobbing and asked them to come back to see when they had time. Tang Minyi rolled down the car window and waved goodbye, "I will! You should also take care of your health. We will celebrate your [-]th birthday when the time comes. "

More than three hours later, they entered the boundary of Yunzhou, and the current leader of Yunzhou, Xu Baosheng, was sitting in the car that came to greet them.

As Hu Haizhe's eldest son-in-law, Xu Baosheng has a good relationship with his subordinates, and his attitude towards Tang Minyi is also quite warm.But Tang Qinghong looked up and squinted at the tall man with a springy smile who was less than forty years old, thinking that Hu Haizhe was really good-looking-he took care of himself so well, his son-in-law was also a good-looking talent, his illegitimate son Feng Baiyu had beautiful features, and there was no ugly one in the family of.

But when it comes to the character of these few... they can be regarded as an out-and-out family, no matter how warm and friendly Xu Baosheng smiles, there are deep evil intentions and hatred hidden under the smile.Before Lao Li was sentenced, and later Lao Wei was sacked, Hu Haizhe and Xu Baosheng would definitely not place the blame on Feng Baiyu, but on their father.Maybe they still think that what Feng Baiyu did was also instigated by his father. This time, when his father is coming to Yunzhou, they got rid of both Dai and Yuan in advance, which can explain the problem.

A simple meal was arranged for lunch, Xu Baosheng did a good job of showing off, and Tang Minyi took his son to have a private dinner with Jiang Wei.Everyone knows that Jiang Wei and Tang Minyi are very close, so there is no need to deliberately avoid suspicion.