godfather

Shaotang grabbed his son's wrist, and they came out of the water together.

The golden light is everywhere in front of his eyes, the water surface is vast and boundless, and the pupil membranes are full of dripping waves.The two breathed heavily, and then turned their heads to look at each other in a daze. Their eyelashes were covered with water, and their eyes were misty, as if they were forced to return from fantasy to reality.

The wind on the water messed up their hair, and the two of them didn't say anything, and swam in the reservoir for another 10 minutes, chasing each other, splashing each other with their feet.

Meng Xiaobei's explosive power in the water is very strong, and his speed is very fast in an instant, he catches up and grabs Shaotang's feet...

In the evening, I had a special dinner at the old cadre restaurant as usual. This time, I ate steaks fried with organic beef, asparagus and loofah grown in green greenhouses, and I had a sweet and juicy bite.Even Qi Liang praised it, saying that he had never eaten such fresh and delicious vegetables. Sure enough, no matter how rich his father was, he was still a common man, a rich man, and could not compare to a real high-ranking official.

Shaotang was eating, and said by chance, "I only came here for Xiaobei's birthday, otherwise I wouldn't like to come here."

Meng Xiaobei quietly glanced at the other party, and said in a low voice, "Godfather, you are so kind."

Several people raised their beer mugs together: "Happy birthday to Meng Xiaobei!!!!"

That night coincided with the weekend, there were a lot of people coming and going, and the military club in the nursing home held a dance.

After the Cultural Revolution, the ban was lifted in all aspects, and the political and social atmosphere was relaxed. Among the upper-class people in Beijing in the 80s, this kind of red wine dance, which followed the fashion pace of Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, was the most popular.

Shaotang also went with his three children, and each served a drink, sat at the bar of the club, and watched those fashionable men and women in suits and dresses dance.This is also a way of communication in the circle, soliciting contacts and talking about things, etc., are all done on the dance floor next to the bar.

Shaotang always wears a white shirt, military trousers, and leather shoes on formal occasions.The trouser line is straight, handsome and straight.

Behind him, Meng Xiaobei wore a t-shirt and shorts with a pair of pull-up boards, and walked in with a sway!

From time to time, senior acquaintances came to say hello to Shaotang, and introduced young people of appropriate age from different families to get to know each other.Soon Shaotang was taken to dance two dances with a woman.

After a while, Qi Liang, a handsome guy in plaid suit pants, was also invited away, so that the daughter of a military cadre fell in love with him and went to dance with him.

Meng Xiaobei kicked his legs on the bar stool, picked his fingers, couldn't sit still, squinted at his godfather on the dance floor, and then looked down at the pair of slippers on his feet, really uncomfortable...

Qi Liang jumped for a while and ran back.Meng Xiaobei asked if the dancing was fun.Qi Liang said, that girl smells like Hong Kong's inferior perfume, and the taste of the second generation of the army is really earthy. She pinched my shoulder while dancing ballroom, it was so uncomfortable.

At the end of the song, Shaotang lowered his head and said a few polite words to the female dancer in a hurry, nodded in apology, then got away and looked up.

Shaotang pulled people over and said in a low voice, "Go, I'll take you to change clothes."

Meng Xiaobei muttered in frustration: "I didn't bring any trousers!"

Shaotang glanced around, his eyes were very poisonous, and he carried away the head waiter at the bar.

The waiter was also very depressed, and kept pleading in the room: "I can't wear shorts and slippers to work, our leader has to fire me!"

Shaotang was arrogant and unreasonable. He pointed at the man and said, "Take off quickly, don't talk nonsense, my son wants to wear your clothes! You can rest for an hour and don't go out to work. I will be responsible to your leaders later."

Shaotang walked into the ballroom again with his big baby in his arms. Meng Xiaobei was wearing a waiter's white shirt, black trousers, small leather shoes, and a delicate bow tie.Youth is the greatest capital. Meng Xiaobei is young, with a tall and thin figure, and his trousers are stretched on his hips and thighs, which outlines a handsome line.

Shaotang pinched Xiaobei's neck, leaned his head together and smiled and said, "I've taken a fancy to a little girl, go dance with her!"

Meng Xiaobei shrugged and laughed at himself: "I didn't like any of them, I can't dance, I don't want to show my timidity in front of so many people!"

Shaotang grabbed his wrist, literally dragging him off the dance floor!Shaotang's eyes were full of watery affection: "I'll teach you how to dance..."

Meng Xiaobei noticed that Shaotang was extraordinarily excited that night, and the movements of hugging his back and grabbing his wrist were a bit wild.Later every year on this day, his birthday, Shaotang was different from usual.It seems that some kind of catharsis is needed emotionally, and the lost family relationship is transformed and reborn, and the little dad also longs for the closest companionship and comfort from the people around him.

The music started again, this time it was a tango with intense style and rhythm.

Tango was originally a hot and flirtatious dance between men and women popular among South American folks.Shaotang wrapped his arms around his son's waist, and directed patiently, move your hands this way, move your feet that way, walk this way, and the two of them jumped into catwalks.

Meng Xiaobei can't dance tango at all, how can he be such a fashionable, elegant and pretentious person?

He was dragged and fiddled with by Shaotang, following the music, going left and right for a while, his head was dizzy, and then he kept stepping on Shaotang's shoes underneath.

Many people around cast their gazes, and their gazes intersected their faces.Everyone on the dance floor was a man and a woman, but Shaotang and Meng Xiaobei danced holding hands, with serious expressions, affectionate, and very serious.

Shaotang is still a few centimeters taller than Xiaobei, and his line of sight is basically the same. They both have broad shoulders and long legs, with a flexible waist and can jump and jump.Shaotang acted like no one was around on the dance floor, regardless of what he was doing, he dragged Meng Xiaobei around and squeezed away all the idlers around, because Meng Xiaobei began to shamelessly step on other people's feet!

Meng Xiaobei was dragged almost to a trot all the way, "poof" amused, laughing amidst the serious and passionate music.Shaotang also smiled, with a hint of bliss in his eyes.

It is said that tango was originally a dance of secret affairs between lovers. Therefore, the male dancer carries a short knife on his waist and looks around, as if he is always on guard against being discovered and exposed.Shaotang restrained his smile, his expression was solemn and serious, and the lines on his face were like sculptures.In the eyes of others, this is nothing more than a father teaching his son how to dance and teaching his son a social skill to enter the society in the future.Others can't think of crooked and evil.

The music stirred and gradually climaxed, and the crowd on the dance floor applauded again and again.The two stared deeply, Shaotang shook his shoulders, opened and closed his movements, moved forward, then probed, pressed his upper body up, and breathed hot.Meng Xiaobei had a good understanding and cooperated very well. He leaned back with his strength and put one leg between Shaotang's legs.The thighs rubbed against each other, and the muscles under the thin army trousers were hot and firm.

Someone whistled...

At the end of the dance, Shaotang slapped Meng Xiaobei's butt in satisfaction: "Not bad, you danced very well!"

Meng Xiaobei still hugged his godfather's neck, reluctant to let go.He felt that he didn't jump right, and his four ankles were getting tangled up, but the two of them were very happy.His little dad was so handsome on the dance floor, he was such a goblin.

Shaotang booked two standard rooms in the nursing home hotel and took his sons upstairs.The corridor is paved with red carpet and the lights are warm.

Shaotang stood at the door holding the key card: "How do you sleep? You guys can do whatever you want."

Qi Liang humbly said: "Uncle, we will sleep as you say."

Shaotang is very generous: "You can do whatever you want, I am that Zhang Hui'er, I can get along with anyone."

Shen Dawei gestured to Meng Xiaobei with his eyes: "Shall we play all night? Playing cards?"

Meng Xiaobei bowed his head and touched his nose without saying a word.

Shaotang shrugged, looked at Meng Xiaobei, and said with his eyes: You guys play cards, I don't care about the summer vacation, just make fun of it.

Qi Liang smirked: "Forget it, I think Meng Xiaobei still wants to sleep in the same room with you, Uncle Shaotang, we won't bother him anymore, let's go and sleep!"

The standard room is small, with two clean single beds side by side, a TV and a bathroom.

Shaotang sat down on the sofa a little tiredly, and asked his son to pack his luggage.

Meng Xiaobei brushed his teeth in the bathroom, and looked in the mirror to see if his teeth were white or not, and if there were any vegetable leaves.He looked at his face in the mirror, hey, he found that Grandpa Xiaobei seems to be getting taller and more handsome recently, so handsome that he wants to fly!

Shaotang was watching the evening news of CCTV, and Meng Xiaobei had tuned into a certain station's cultural program in the past.There was a burst of laughter on the TV, covering up the strange throbbing in the room.

Meng Xiaobei walked over, not being polite or shy, instead of sitting on the sofa, he sat on his godfather's lap.

Shaotang's legs were separated, and he was sitting on them, so he quickly moved them together, for fear of letting this kid out, the big baby is quite heavy now.

Meng Xiaobei lowered his eyes and didn't say anything clearly, not talking nonsense.Master Bei just sat like this, as if it was a matter of course, the position on Daddy's thigh is mine!

Meng Xiaobei also wore a bracelet on his left wrist, revealing the sweetness of someone in love.

Shaotang asked extra: "Who gave this?"

Meng Xiaobei gave him a white look: "No one sent me, I made it up myself."

The bracelets of the two are similar in color, and they are a pair at first glance.

Meng Xiaobei tugged at Shaotang's hand, and the two competed with each other.Shaotang's knuckles were swollen and his fingers were rough.Meng Xiaobei still couldn't beat his father in terms of wrist strength, so he quickly surrendered.

Meng Xiaobei spread out Shaotang's palm: "Let me show you the palmistry."

Shaotang: "Will you watch it?"

Meng Xiaobei laughed and said: "The girls in our class are pulling every boy in the class to read palms all day long, and they have learned a lot."

Meng Xiaobei said: "The career line is very straight...the life line is very long...the love line..."

Shaotang: "What's the matter?

Meng Xiaobei shouted: "I can't find the love line, it's not clear!"

Meng Xiaobei said: "You don't have a marriage line!"

Shaotang held Xiaobei's hand, and frowned: "Where's your love line?...Why do you have two love lines?"

Meng Xiaobei withdrew his hand and prevaricated: "No, how can there be two!"

Shaotang sneered: "Stinky boy, don't pretend, I understand too, those little soldiers in my team study this all day long."

"Your love line forked from the middle and split into two."

"Your heart can be divided into eight petals, and you can divide it among eight people!"

Shaotang laughed at him.

Meng Xiaobei felt embarrassed immediately, and Sa Lai said: "I don't have one! How can it be forked, this is not allowed at all!!"

"I am alone in my heart, and I have never had a fork."

Meng Xiaobei whispered stubbornly.

When two people are together, they talk about it, gossip about it, but what they think about and miss in their hearts is always the same thing.Feelings are like the smooth air around two people, a faint breath, silent but ubiquitous.

Late at night, and tired from playing during the day, the voice of Qi Liang and Shen Dawei chatting next door gradually faded away, and the two children also fell asleep.

Meng Xiaobei and his godfather shared the same bed, and each got under the covers.

An air conditioner hung from a corner of the ceiling, making a humming sound.

Meng Xiaobei remained motionless in the darkness, looking sideways at his little father.Shaotang is used to sleeping on his back, with his arms resting on his lower abdomen, and his sleeping posture reveals the dignified demeanor of a soldier, specially trained.

Meng Xiaobei snorted, "Godfather..."

Shaotang closed her eyes: "Yes."

Meng Xiaobei: "You sleep like the one lying in the Chairman Mao Memorial Hall."

Shaotang was half asleep and half awake, and said in a deep voice, "Hmph...don't invite me..."

Meng Xiaobei said again: "Godfather, I'm a little cold."

Only then did Shaotang open his eyes: "The air conditioner is too high? Should I turn it down?"

Meng Xiaobei turned over and got out of bed, walked onto Shaotang's bed without saying a word, and got into the other's bed.No invitation required, no waiting for approval.

Both the blanket and the sheets carried Shaotang's body temperature, which was as warm as the other's skin, and the heat almost melted the body and mind instantly.The single bed was suddenly cramped, and the two of them were almost flesh to flesh.Shaotang didn't refuse either, and looked at each other in the dark, the bed seemed to be shaking, because his heart was beating violently and he was too restless.

What does Meng Xiaobei want to do?

He didn't actually want to "do" anything.He really didn't have that kind of particularly dirty, lewd mind, nor did he plan it carefully.The more a man treats the person he likes, in the face of true love, any lewd and obscene thoughts will be restrained. He just wants to be with this person in front of him wholeheartedly, sharing the same bed, even if he does nothing all night. is sweet.It's just a thought, just to be worthy of this infatuation...

It wasn't the first time for the two of them to share the same bed. When they were five years old, the two of them slept under the same quilt.

For ten years, he never liked another person.

Shaotang sighed in the dark, "Cough..."

In one breath, sigh the entanglement and joys and sorrows of these years.

Shaotang then stretched out an arm, letting Meng Xiaobei lean closer to rest on his shoulder, and put his son in his arms, hugging him.

Such a posture has already surpassed the relationship between father and son, and the heart has already crossed the boundary.

He Shaotang, no matter how depressed he was in his heart these years, he never said anything to Meng Xiaobei's mother-in-law.There are some words that only increase the embarrassment if they are pointed out. They are entangled in troubles, scolding Xiao Bei is to make his son sad, and pushing away the person in his arms... It is like cutting his own flesh!

Shaotang suddenly remembered something: "A few days ago, I went to the hospital to consult you about that."

Meng Xiaobei: "Which one am I?"

Shaotang said, "Andrology."

Meng Xiaobei's eyes widened: "I, what's wrong with me?"

Shaotang smiled and said, "You're fine, you actually look pretty good! Your grandma is so worrying, she's forcing me to take you to the hospital for some sort of operation!"

When Shaotang said, "You look pretty good", Meng Xiaobei could see that his face flushed instantly by touching the darkness, and he frowned and shouted: "Oh, grandma, why is this person like this! She also talks nonsense about such things! She is too Too much!!!……"

Shaotang's chest trembled slightly, and he was also happy: "So I'm going to ask the doctor for materials. I'll talk to your grandma. Actually, our eldest baby doesn't need to do that. He looks good, and the size is very in line with the developmental standards! It's okay. Move the knife blindly, and cut it later, if the important land is cut, who will we ask for compensation!"

Meng Xiaobei grunted in a rough voice, turned over and buried his face in the pillow, embarrassed and ashamed, unable to see anyone—his grandma actually discussed with the whole family whether he should be circumcised!He is 16 years old and a man!are you crazy!

Shaotang rubbed the hair on his head with a big hand: "Your grandma also loves you, and is worried about your happiness for the rest of your life! I'm afraid that something won't work for you in the future!"

Meng Xiaobei rubbed the nasal nose in the pillow, and rolled in the bed: "Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Shaotang laughed heavily: "Hehe, we adults care about you."

Meng Xiaobei refused to accept, and retorted: "Then did you have that cut when you were young? Did you?"

Shaotang covered his face with his arms and smiled without answering.

Meng Xiaobei asked in a low voice: "Have you ever done it? Are you okay? Is your stuff still original?!"

"Fuck..." Shaotang scolded in a low voice, "I made the original, it's fine."

Meng Xiaobei still wanted to be provocative, so Shaotang turned over and buried him in a pillow, hugging Meng Xiaobei and laughing for a long time.Shaotang couldn't help getting closer, and said hoarsely, "Happy birthday."

Meng Xiaobei's eyes became hot, and he was really about to cry.

It turns out that when a person is particularly excited, sweet, and satisfied physically and mentally, he will cry, and a certain acupoint in his eyes is so fragile that it bursts a bank and is wet.

Meng Xiaobei hugged Shaotang's waist, stared at Perfect's side face in the dark, moved his lips together, couldn't help it, and kissed the other's earlobe.

The moment they kissed each other, it was as if they were electrified, both of them trembled, their minds were confused and dizzy, they couldn't breathe, they liked it very much, but they were also very sad.

Shaotang suddenly withdrew a large piece to the right, and separated from Meng Xiaobei.

He really can't stand it.

Any man with a normal physiology can't bear to share the bed with the person he likes, with his upper body naked and his thighs touching.

Meng Xiaobei moved his finger down, and was then pinched violently by Shaotang!

Shaotang grabbed him, stopped his strength and pinched him very painfully, pinched the bones of his hand to prevent him from touching it!

Close at hand, he could even see his godfather's eyelashes fluttering, his eyes were dark, and his Adam's apple swallowed violently and trembled.

In the dark, the two men wrestled with each other's arms and thighs, as if they were fighting.Both of them were in the entangled emotions of burning desire, Meng Xiaobei's brain was burnt, short-circuited, he didn't know what he was doing at that time, what exactly he wanted to do!Anyway, he is young, he can rely on himself as a "son" and do nonsense.

But Shaotang can't.

Both of them are actually hard, you don't need to look at them, both of you can feel the scorching heat on your lower body, the hair on your legs is burning, and they are teasing each other.Meng Xiaobei was very strong, and they wrestled and collided, causing pain in their bones and joints.

Shaotang panted heavily, the dark swirls in his eyes seemed to swallow Meng Xiaobei alive.Shaotang pinched Meng Xiaobei's wrist, opened it inch by inch, twisted it back with all his strength, restrained him, and finally fixed Meng Xiaobei's hands firmly behind his back, pressing him down, making him unable to move.

The two of them didn't move for a full 10 minutes. They were in a stalemate, with Shaotang holding Xiaobei with half of his body.

Until the breathing gradually returns to steady.

Until the redness under the eyes and the heat of the body faded away.

Meng Xiaobei didn't have self-knowledge and self-awareness at that time, and didn't realize how much he had gone too far.He is 16 years old, just graduated from the third year of junior high school, and has not yet entered high school.His frank and flamboyant feelings, his eager youthful desires, his aggressiveness, his initiative and recklessness, for Shaotang, every time is a torture.

It's just that he didn't realize that every time he finished torturing someone, he still complained in his heart that the other party didn't appreciate him.

As for what to do after the "mess" and what will happen in the future, he hasn't had time to think about it yet.

A half-year-old boy, full of physiology and precocious emotionally, will always be earlier than the recognition and commitment of society and family responsibility.So did Meng Xiaobei.He likes it, he dares to love it, but he can't think too far, and he doesn't know how to face everything around him in the future, how difficult the road ahead will be.

At that time, he even thought that his little dad would get married in the future—because the adults around him would marry each other on blind dates when they reached the age.People will get married after all, so Shaotang will definitely find a little mother for himself in the future.But that's the future, now it doesn't prevent me from liking Shaotang.When there really is such a woman in the future, at worst, I won't have trouble with my godfather... can it be?He didn't know what to do if it didn't work out, and he tried his best to avoid thinking about all possible setbacks and difficulties.Meng Xiaobei has such a contradictory and self-numbing mentality.

Later that night, Meng Xiaobei had had enough tossing and drinking, satiated and sleepy, and finally fell asleep with his pillow on his little father's shoulder, and even slapped him while sleeping.

Shaotang didn't sleep all night.

I got up in the middle of the night, stayed in the bathroom for 15 minutes, and what I did... Needless to say.

Back in the room, Shaotang wrapped Meng Xiaobei into his arms, and kissed his forehead and face quietly.