God, your chapter H has been locked by me

Wei Ning knelt in the living room for a long time before suddenly remembering that his mobile phone was turned off, and the editor-in-chief couldn't find him, and he didn't know what to expect.He immediately stood up and took the phone to charge it. Just as he plugged it in, he heard movement outside the door, and when the door opened, his cousin came back with his father on his hands.

Wei Ning was squatting in front of the socket, his movements were ridiculous at the moment, with tears on his face, he stared at the two people at the door in a daze, Wei's father looked very ugly, staring at him with that very oppressive gaze, Wei Ning felt a little Difficulty breathing.At this moment, the landline rang, and Wei Ning immediately walked over to answer it. This action temporarily saved him from embarrassment.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Wei Ning? Are you home?"

The editor-in-chief was over there, Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, suddenly didn't know how to answer, Wei's father suddenly said coldly: "Who is calling?" Wei Ning didn't speak, Wei's father snapped again: "Call me!"

"dad……"

Wei's father was on the crutch, rushed over in a few steps, and snatched the receiver: "Stop calling! My son has nothing to do with you!" Talk: "Wei Yu, you go back first."

"Uncle, be careful yourself, call me if you have something to do." My cousin said and went out. As soon as the door closed, Dad Wei's expression immediately darkened: "I'll give you a chance to explain first."

"I have nothing to explain, just like what Xiaoxia told you, I like men, and I have lived with Han Xiu for five years. I am sorry for you and my mother, but it is impossible for me and Han Xiu to separate." Wei Ning Staring into Wei's father's eyes, he felt that when he said a word, his father's face turned ugly, and he was shaking with anger at the end, and Wei Ning didn't dare to say any more.

"Okay, that's great...Wei Ning, you can do it! You've been with a man for five years, and you're just hiding it from your parents?!" Papa Wei yelled, and suddenly limped to the socket. Over there, Wei Ning's cell phone was unplugged: "I shouldn't have listened to your mother's persuasion to tell you not to have sex in the past five years... Inseparable? Right? I'll see how to separate No!" Dad Wei said, and threw the phone at Wei Ning: "Call your unit leader to ask for leave now! You just stay at home, when can you separate, and when will you go to work again!"

"Dad, we should have a good talk." Wei Ning frowned.

"If you still treat me as your father, then do as I say, or else, get the hell out of here now, and I won't stop you!"

Wei's father was so strong that he didn't listen to Wei Ning's explanation at all. Wei Ning had no choice but to call the station, saying that there was something at home and asked for all the annual leave this year. As soon as he hung up the phone, his father demanded: "Give me the phone."

Wei Ning was taken aback, his father's voice was a little louder, and he repeated: "Give me the phone! You go back to the house!"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ning didn't want to get into a fight with his dad, let alone his dad just finished the transfusion, so he would be so angry.Helpless, he slapped his phone on the table, so he took a step back and went back to the room.

Wei Ning was left to hang out for the whole afternoon. In the evening, the whole family sat together to eat. Grandpa asked him why he came back. Wei Ning made up a nonsense, and Wei's father and Wei mother didn't talk to each other, and they ate for a meal. Wei Ning didn't know the taste, Wei Ning felt a stomachache after eating half of it, he said to go first, he walked forward, Wei's mother also went back to the house, and bumped into Wei Ning going to their bedroom to check the mobile phone.

"Son, can't you just break up with your father for me?"

"If I am affectionate and righteous to your two elders, then I will be ruthless to Han Xiu. Mom, do you think I can do it?" Wei Ning sighed: "I thought Xiao Xia had already explained it to you, but in the end, you still think I It's embarrassing for you, you think I fell in love with a man, and I'm on the wrong track?"

"Xiao Xia is Xiao Xia, and you are my son." Wei's mother's tone made people feel cold: "I know my son, you are not the kind mentioned on TV. Women get married... right?"

"Mom..." Wei Ning suddenly felt powerless. Whether he explained or persuaded himself, it was like punching in cotton. He couldn't get a response. He sighed and threw the phone back into the drawer: " I know that it is difficult for you to understand me. In this matter, I even feel that if you hate me for the rest of your life, if you don’t forgive me, and make me feel awkward, then you should, and I deserve it... you When... I used to be normal. At least, you gave birth to a normal son. Regarding my sexuality, I don’t blame others, but myself. From now on, I won’t be able to like women... Don’t let me try, I know my own affairs, and I don’t have to harm those girls... You... just treat me as selfish, treat me as heartless and unfilial, and treat me as I'm a fart, let me go?"

"You child..." Wei's mother frowned, and Wei Ning stood up at this time: "I don't need to contact him, don't look for him, one day, one week, one month... It's fine. But , Mom, you can't force me not to love him, no one can, I can't control myself. "

As soon as Wei Ning turned his head, his eyes darkened, and he slapped him. He was caught off guard, and seeing his father's ugly face, he said, "Shameless!"

Tears came down in an instant, Wei Ning was buzzing in his head, but suddenly thought of the editor-in-chief grabbing himself nervously two days ago, repeatedly telling him: "If your family asks you to go back, no matter what the situation, you must call Me, don't be alone."

He suddenly wanted to hug the editor-in-chief.

Wei Ning left with his head down. When he reached the door, his father yelled at him, "Where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere. I have my money and documents at home. Where can I go? Can I go out quietly?" Wei Ning said, opened the door and left.

The countryside is no better than the city. At night, it is extremely quiet outside.Wei Ning was walking on the edge of the river embankment, and he could hear the barking of dogs in the distance, and the sounds of someone scolding their children, and couples arguing.He took a deep breath, looked at the sky full of stars, and suddenly felt that the past five years had passed like a dream, but now that he thought about it, it seemed like he had stolen it.

If his parents were like this all the time, then if he left, he would never be able to return home.

Wei Ning was sitting on the edge of the embankment, staring at the dark river in a daze, when it started to rain, he froze for a moment, and was about to stand up, when he heard a car honking, he turned his head, and the headlights came on , Wei Ning blocked the strong light, couldn't see what kind of car it was for a while, and saw someone getting out of the car and running towards him, getting closer and closer, until he came to him, Wei Ning almost felt that he was hallucinating.

"Editor-in-chief?"

"Get in the car." The editor-in-chief took off his coat to cover Wei Ning from the rain, grabbed his arm, and the two ran to the car. The editor-in-chief pushed Wei Ning in, and he got into the car too. The heater was on in the car, making it very comfortable , the editor-in-chief threw the jacket to the back seat, and reached out to touch Wei Ning's hair, but it wasn't too wet.

"I'm sorry, I handed over my mobile phone, did you receive my text message?" Wei Ning wiped his face with a tissue.

"If I didn't receive it, I wouldn't have chased you here." The editor-in-chief reached out to help Wei Ning remove the facial tissue scraps from his face: "I walked around your door, but I didn't dare to go in rashly. I waited for you for hours. I just saw you come out, and I followed you all the way here, you didn’t even notice, but if I’m a bad person, you don’t know how to die.”

"Tch, all the bad guys miss Huang Hua's eldest daughter, who misses me!"

"How about it?"

Wei Ning's smile froze for a moment, and then he snorted: "What else can I do, just do it like that!" He said, looking at the editor-in-chief, and stretched out his hand to pat his fearful face: "Don't worry, I won't give up from beginning to end. Yes, but... I have to deal with this for a few days, you go home first." The editor-in-chief looked worried, and Wei Ning said: "Don't think about going home with me, my dad is holding back the fire I don’t have anything to say when you beat me up, and you have to let him beat you for nothing, and the more you beat, the more angry you will be!” As he said, Wei Ning touched the editor-in-chief’s face mischievously: “Hey, don’t make trouble for me. ah!"

The editor-in-chief was amused, shook his head helplessly, and reached out to ruffle Wei Ning's hair: "Understood, don't miss me too much."

"You are the one..." Wei Ning said, throwing himself into the editor-in-chief's arms, the two of them hugged tightly, warming up: "Editor-in-chief, I like you." Wei Ning said suddenly.

"You're asking for Huan by saying this now?" The editor-in-chief smiled.

"Get out!" Wei Ning thumped him, then pushed him away: "It's done, I'm leaving, otherwise the old man should come out and arrest people."

"The rain hasn't stopped." The editor-in-chief frowned.

"It's okay, what a trick!" Wei Ning laughed, opened the door and got out of the car, trotting all the way and disappearing into the night.The editor-in-chief looked at him through the window, the wipers were swaying, the editor-in-chief's smile gradually faded, the short-lived warmth created in the car quickly dissipated with Wei Ning's departure, the editor-in-chief reached out to take out a cigarette, only to find that a whole Let him finish smoking all the packs of cigarettes.He sighed, and slowly drove towards Wei Ning's house. When he drove to the place where he could see the windows of the second-story building, the editor-in-chief pulled over and waited for a long time, but the lights in Wei Ning's room did not turn on.

Ever since the day he ran back in the rain, cold violence has begun. Father Wei's nose is not his nose, his eyes are not his eyes. After a few days, Wei Ning saw his luggage thrown in the living room. He only found out when he asked. It was his father who asked his cousin to go to the editor-in-chief in the city and pack all his things back. This meant that he was determined to stop them. Wei Ning could almost hear what his father was saying in a daze—he wanted to be with the editor-in-chief unless The old man is dead.

Wei Ning tried to talk to his father because of this matter, but every time it turned into a quarrel, Wei's father's blood pressure kept soaring, Wei Ning couldn't help it, he was not much better, and the family affairs made him stay up all night I can't sleep, and I can't eat anymore. I feel like my heart is stuffed up all day long, and I feel nauseous.Staying at home for a week is really torturing each other. Except for playing chess with grandpa every day, Wei Ning has no one to talk to. He doesn't want to tear himself apart with his family. Confined at home, aside from the editor-in-chief, he still has a job.

Before leaving, Wei Ning tried to talk to his parents one last time, but the result was nothing more than the same harsh words: If you don't break up, you will sever the relationship, and if you dare to leave, don't come back.

Wei Ning gritted his teeth, immediately knelt down and gave them three kowtows, got up and left.Grandpa was sitting in the yard studying the chess game. Wei Ning said hello and said he was leaving. Grandpa let out an ooh and stood up tremblingly: "Come back often when I have time..." As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a heavy object fall from upstairs. Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and saw his father leaning out from the window, and shouted anxiously: "Come up quickly! Your mother has passed out!"

Wei's mother is in her fifties and has always been in good health, but she has some common problems of the elderly, such as high blood pressure and high blood fat.If he fainted suddenly, if he was not stimulated, it might be a cerebral hemorrhage. Wei Ning didn't dare to think about it. He got into the car with his mother and drove to the county hospital.

"What's wrong with my mother recently?"

"What kind of disease can you get? It's not to make you angry!"

"Dad, can you stop being angry?"

"I haven't been sleeping well recently, my spirit is weak, and I'm always dizzy."

"Dizziness..." Wei Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he finally got to the hospital. He was pushed into the operating room, and the father and son sat in the corridor and fell silent.The long wait seemed to exhaust everyone's courage, Wei's father clasped his hands together tightly, and Wei Ning became more and more restless. At this time, the lights in the operating room went out and the doctor came out.

"Cheng Sumei's family?"

Wei Ning and Wei Papa quickly surrounded him.

"It was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Fortunately, it was delivered early and he was rescued. However, he has been in a coma, and no one can say whether he can wake up."

After the doctor finished speaking, Wei Ning subconsciously supported Wei's father, and comforted him: "Dad... don't worry, my mother will definitely wake up. His son is not married yet, she is not willing to sleep!"

Dad Wei glanced at him and said that he was fine and didn't need to support him: "I'll go and see her."

Wei's mother was sent to the intensive care unit. According to the doctor, the cerebral hemorrhage can easily rebleed within 24 hours of the sudden onset, which is very dangerous. During this time, family members are not allowed to visit.Wei's father stood outside the window holding the glass in a daze, Wei Ning felt pain in his heart, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

Later, his cousin came over. Wei Ning and him persuaded Wei's father to go home. Ning really didn't know how to face the oppressive atmosphere when she returned home.

Wei Ning stood in the corridor, staring at the dark sky outside in a daze, the feeling of headache and nausea came back again.If his mother just passed by like this, he didn't know if he still had the courage to continue with the editor-in-chief with guilt, but if his mother survived and insisted that he find a woman to marry, what would he do?

Wei Ning took out his mobile phone, clicked on the address book and stared at the editor-in-chief's name in a daze, the screen was automatically locked over and over again, and then he unlocked it again. After repeating this many times, Wei Ning finally couldn't help but dial the editor-in-chief's number.

"Xiao Ning?" The editor-in-chief's voice was sober. It was already late at night, and it was obvious that he couldn't fall asleep either.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Thinking of me?"

"Didn't you turn in your mobile phone? What's going on? Does it make sense?"

"It's not that easy...I'm committing crimes against the wind!"

"Can't stand it anymore?"

"No... just... miss you, and want to hear what you have to say."

"Xiao Ning, what happened?"

"It's okay...Really, I just miss you."

The editor-in-chief hummed softly: "Wait for you to go home."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, tears burst out suddenly, he held back his nose, clutched his phone tightly, and opened his mouth: "My mother is hospitalized, she has a cerebral hemorrhage."

"County hospital?"

"Well, the person is still in a coma, and the doctor said that he is not sure if he can wake up."

"Wait for me there." After the editor-in-chief said this, the phone was hung up, Wei Ning was stunned, and called back, but no one answered.He didn't really intend to let the editor-in-chief come over, he just felt uncomfortable and wanted to hear the voice, but... Wei Ning panicked all of a sudden, and hurried to wait at the hospital gate. After an hour, he saw the editor-in-chief's car driving over.When the editor-in-chief drove to the entrance of the hospital, Wei Ning got into the car, and the two drove to the parking lot together.

The car stopped, the editor-in-chief pulled Wei Ning over and hugged him without saying a word, Wei Ning buried his head in his arms, and hugged him tightly, the editor-in-chief caressed Wei Ning's back in a comforting way: "Can I go up? "

"Just now I was standing at the gate of the hospital waiting for you. I thought about many things." Wei Ning leaned on the editor-in-chief and whispered, "Editor-in-chief, are you scared?" Wei Ning couldn't see the editor-in-chief's expression, but could only hear each other's heartbeats , I was shocked and reassured: "Before I went home, I didn't realize that coming out was such a difficult thing. I felt too good about myself, and I took it for granted that my parents could make sense... But in fact... Editor-in-Chief, you must be very worried that I will not stand firm these few days when I am not at home, so you should give up on you?"

"You have an enviable and happy family, but this is a challenge for me." The editor-in-chief stroked Wei Ning's hair: "As people get older, they tend to worry about gains and losses and lose confidence. I admit that I would be afraid , but I prefer to trust you."

"Why are you old, I think you are old and cunning..." Wei Ning snorted: "Don't worry, I actually want to say that I have thought a lot and imagined a lot of possibilities just now, and my heart hurts. But only when I think about giving up on you, my heart hurts so much that I can't bear it." As he said that, Wei Ning hugged the editor-in-chief tightly: "When my mother gets over it, we will go home."

The editor-in-chief accompanied Wei Ning in the corridor all night. Mother Wei survived the dangerous period, but she still couldn't wake up. When Dad Wei came, he saw the editor-in-chief stunned for a moment, but he seemed to have no extra energy to take care of these things. , just gave them a cold look, and went to stay with Mother Wei in the ward.

The housekeeper was sick, and the house immediately became a mess. No one cooked meals, and no one tidied up the room. The editor and the magazine also asked for leave. Every day, when Wei's father was in the hospital, he went home with Wei Ning to help out. Fan took care of grandpa, and brought boxed lunch for Dad Wei who stayed in the hospital and refused to go home, but Dad Wei still refused to eat the food made by the editor-in-chief, preferring to eat the terrible canteen in the hospital.

"Follow him, it doesn't matter if you are here or not." Every time, Dad Wei said this.

Wei Ning was really tired, came out of the ward, and sighed: "Let's go back first, if I don't go to work, I will be removed from the station."

The editor-in-chief put his arm around his shoulder, rubbed it, and nodded.

On the first day back to the stage, Brother Xiao scolded Wei Ning, not because he had been on leave for too long, but because he had lost so much weight that he could no longer wear the clothes he used to appear on camera, and he didn't look good on camera.If he hadn't been told that, Wei Ning himself would not have noticed that when he went on the scale, he lost ten catties.

When taking a bath that night, Wei Ning looked at himself carefully in the mirror, and his body was thin, especially at the hip bones, and the skin was thin and inelastic, showing a morbid paleness.At this time, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open. Wei Ning was not in the habit of locking the door. He was taken aback by the editor-in-chief barging in, and immediately wanted to cover himself with a towel, but found that the editor-in-chief looked at him without lust, just full of distress.

"You've been washing for too long, don't lack oxygen, come out quickly." The editor-in-chief said this and went out.

Wei Ning then dried himself off and followed him out the door.Sure enough, as the editor-in-chief said, he was dizzy. He has been a little hypoglycemic, and it seems to be getting worse recently.

Sitting on the bed and wiping his hair, the editor-in-chief handed him a glass of water. Wei Ning took a sip, it was sweet, so he raised his head and smiled at the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief helped him dry his hair with a hair dryer, and massaged his scalp with his fingers. Wei Ning was a little dizzy Feeling drowsy, Wei Ning couldn't hold on until his hair dried, so he climbed onto the bed and lay down, opened the quilt with half-closed eyes, and urged the editor-in-chief: "Come up quickly..."

The editor-in-chief smiled, and immediately got under the quilt, and hugged Wei Ning—the whole person was a little smaller, and his bones were a little bit painful.

"I wrote a letter to my dad." Wei Ning murmured with his eyes closed: "I will write a letter every day, and if he doesn't want to listen to me, then he can read the letter. If he doesn't read it now, he will read it one day sooner or later."

"Don't think too much, they will figure it out." The editor-in-chief kissed his temples: "Go to sleep."

When I finally got home, although there were still things pressing on my heart, the thread that was stretched in my hometown was finally loosened. But when people relax, they are easy to get sick. Wei Ning fell ill within a week after returning.Fever, vomiting, general weakness, checked, it was early stage of encephalitis, caused by recent stress, over-fatigue, and weakened immunity. Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise sequelae, such as paralysis and dementia, may be left behind.

The illness came like a mountain, and Wei Ning stayed in the hospital. He was unconscious all day long, and he didn't know what the editor-in-chief told him. It had been several days before he regained consciousness.

When Wei Ning woke up, there was no one in the ward, he was exhausted, and his wrist was still infused with fluid. After a while, a nurse came to help him remove the needle, and Wei Ning asked where the person who took care of him recently was.

"Oh, talking to an old man over there in the rest area."

Wei Ning frowned: "Can I get out of bed?"

The nurse looked at him and checked him: "It's okay to stroll around, don't go far."

Wei Ning nodded. The nurse pushed a wheelchair for him. Wei Ning walked out by himself. Soon, he saw the editor-in-chief and his father sitting side by side in the smoking area. At night, there was no one else here. Wei Ning Ning walked around through the back door and stopped behind a green plant, just in time to hear them clearly, but they couldn't see him.

"The old lady is awake, but he fell ill." Papa Wei took a puff of a cigarette: "The doctor said that he had a low fever at the beginning. If we were at home, we probably wouldn't be able to take him to the hospital." After a pause, Papa Wei said: "You I really care about..."

"Wei Ning is also my family." The editor-in-chief whispered: "He said he has been writing to you."

Wei's father snorted, and the editor-in-chief continued: "I have to say something, don't dislike it. You gave Wei Ning life, raised him up, and educated him as an adult. We should thank you. As time goes by, parents will leave, and children will leave when they grow up. The only one who will accompany him from the beginning to the end until he grows old is his lover. He doesn't want to find a random woman to marry, because he is treating himself for the rest of his life. Happiness is responsible."

"Is it nice to say? How can you be happy if you've been sneaking around all your life?"

"We don't need to be recognized by the whole world. Our relationship will be very happy if we can get the support of our parents and the blessings of our friends."

"You can't even give birth to a child, how can I support you?"

"Uncle, the technology is very advanced now, surrogacy and artificial insemination are possible."

Dad Wei glanced at the editor-in-chief, his face was not good-looking: "Don't think that just by saying a few words, I can agree with you to be together."

"Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?" The editor-in-chief smiled, as if he didn't care whether Wei's father would approve of his relationship with Wei Ning: "Wei Ning is your son, you know that he is congenitally anemic and doesn't have enough sugar supplements Are you dizzy?"

Wei's father glanced at the editor-in-chief, as if he was looking down on him, how could his father not know about such things.

"He has anemia almost every morning, so he has a bad temper, and he doesn't want to eat without brushing his teeth in the morning, and sugar is not acceptable, so he has to be forced to drink honey water first in the morning." The editor-in-chief looked a little helpless: "He has no sense of time, especially When taking a shower, don't remind him that he can pass out in the bathroom."

"He likes to eat sweets, but he will definitely have diarrhea if he drinks carbonated drinks immediately after eating sweets; although he is not picky about food, he can't digest sweet potatoes; he is allergic to chemical fiber materials, so he can't wear raincoats in summer and can only use umbrellas, even swimming. It is also very troublesome to buy pants; what's more, don't believe what he said is okay, the more frequently you say the word "nothing", the more trouble you will have... And when you have something on your mind, you will definitely get sick..."

"What do you mean?" Dad Wei finally couldn't help interrupting.

"Uncle, I know your son better than you think." The editor-in-chief said solemnly: "Even if he leaves me, even if he marries a woman, he will not necessarily be taken care of better than he is now. It took us five years I know him well, and I enjoy getting to know him. This kind of tacit understanding makes us very happy with each other. You and Mama Wei have also gotten along with each other for so many years. You should understand this feeling. I said These don't mean anything else, I just want to beg you, give Wei Ning to me with confidence, and I can give him happiness."

The corner of Wei's father's mouth twitched, he took a deep breath and did not speak.

The editor-in-chief continued: "I can understand that you can't give an answer now, but I hope you will give us time to prove something. That's all I want to say, thank you for listening to me, and... I hope you I can read Wei Ning's letter. I am most afraid that he will write to you. He writes and throws away the letter. He writes it in the middle of the night. You'd better scold him and tell him not to write... ..." The editor-in-chief smiled as if joking, and then turned to leave. Just after taking two steps, he bumped into Wei Ning who was sitting in a wheelchair. ?”

The editor-in-chief immediately rushed up and touched Wei Ning's head, but fortunately it wasn't hot, so he was about to push him back, but Wei Ning shook his head: "Let me have a word with my dad." The editor-in-chief frowned, but still walked side.

"Dad." Wei Ning called out, his voice a little hoarse. He was very moved by what the editor-in-chief said just now, and his eyes were still red: "When my mother was hospitalized, I always felt very guilty. I kept thinking, what if I don't like Han Xiu, or my mother wouldn't faint suddenly because of her qi and blood. I even considered, if my mother wakes up, should I be more filial and break up with Han Xiu directly." Wei Ning said, Tears flowed down, and I couldn't help it: "But, if we really broke up with him, I guess I will be the second mother. It's just that I didn't get hospitalized and didn't spend money, but such a person can't live without hope. It's no different from a plant... So, I made up my mind at that time, if you have to force me to make a choice, sever the relationship without breaking up, then sever it, at least, your son is still alive."

"You bastard!" Wei's father cursed, and the tears flowed out. Wei Jing looked at him quietly and cried with him. After a while, Wei's father sighed: "Whatever you want , now I have nothing else to ask, as long as your mother is fine, I can't care about anything else!" Wei's father stood up: "I'm going back to the hotel, and I'll be back tomorrow morning, you don't have to send her, just take care of me honestly with the hospital. "As he spoke, he looked up at the editor-in-chief again, then turned and left.

Wei Ning watched Papa Wei go away, and turned to the editor-in-chief after a long time: "Are you agreeing or disagreeing?"

The editor-in-chief wiped Wei Ning's face with his hand: "I don't care about you, just give up the treatment."

Wei Ning frowned: "That's it, it's better than looking at me like a pervert every day..." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how many times have you rehearsed what you just said?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, didn't say anything, and pushed Wei Ning to the ward. Wei Ning kept asking questions along the way, but the editor-in-chief just smiled and said nothing.

There are some things that don't need to be rehearsed, just keep them in mind.

After a week of fluid infusion, Wei Ning was discharged from the hospital smoothly, and his life returned to normal. He went to work, worked overtime, cooked, and had sex. The family kept an indifferent attitude. Wei Ning still insisted on writing letters to his family. It has also become a habit, and the amazing thing is that sometimes I quarrel with the editor-in-chief and write a letter, and I suddenly feel emotional and relieved.However, Wei Ning has always refused to let the editor-in-chief read what he wrote.

Perhaps, this is the same as the editor-in-chief's refusal to admit whether the details he and Wei's father talked about that day were prepared in advance, or whether they were well-known by heart.

After all, both of them are so old, and there are some things that are embarrassing to say.

Like, when not having sex, the editor-in-chief never said I love you. Wei Ning asked him once on the spur of the moment, and the editor-in-chief actually replied, what should be said, I have told you in the early years. If there is a change, I will Notify you.

Wei Ning was choked to death, it was irrefutable.

On this day, Wei Ning was writing a letter again, and the editor-in-chief was not allowed in after the study was locked. In fact, the letter was nothing more than writing about his recent life, telling his parents that he was very happy, even though the other party was a man, he did not suffer much.

However, when writing these things, the sweetness that grows in my heart seems to be invisibly compiling a love letter to the editor-in-chief, which makes people feel embarrassed.

There was a knock on the door. Wei Ning put away the letter and opened the door. The editor-in-chief handed him a glass of water, which was lemonade. Wei Ning never drank tasteless water, and the editor-in-chief always remembered this.

"Finished?" The editor-in-chief looked around, Wei Ning closed the study door and smiled: "Sleep!"

The editor hugged him, and gently kissed Wei Ning's earlobe: "Is it just sleeping? Every time you finish writing a letter, you are always... particularly interested..."

"Is your waist okay? You're quite old..." Wei Ning teased, the editor-in-chief had already kissed him, and he didn't deny that every time he finished writing a letter, he really... really wanted to make out with the man who gave him happiness.

The editor-in-chief picked him up as if he wanted to prove his strength, threw him directly on the bed, and then pressed his whole body on top of him. After a passionate kiss, the editor-in-chief said, "Aunt just called to remind you not to forget to come back for the Chinese New Year this year." Home."

Wei Ning was stunned, and the editor-in-chief kissed him again: "Congratulations."

Wei Ning was still in a daze, and didn't realize until his clothes were ripped off. He stretched out his arms and hugged the editor-in-chief, trembling with excitement. After a long time, he whispered: "We are happy, we are happy..."

The author has something to say: coming out of the closet or something, I am exhausted from writing...