good youth not gay

It's just a matter of giving him a chance.

With a clear expression on his face, the old man sat back with his hands behind his back, "Oh, that's it, no wonder I'm in such a bad mood..."

"Xiaoqing, do you know what's going on? Why did that girl break up with Xiaopei? Our Xiaopei is so nice and handsome... oh... what a pity..."

Tang Qing twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment. She was afraid that she would make up too much and make it up. "This...Grandpa, I don't know very well..."

"That's right, you brothers and sisters don't talk much, so it's useless to ask you, let's eat."

Tang Qing looked at the white rice in the bowl and let out a low "oh".

Chen Yiwei sat blankly on the sofa in the living room, recalling the interactions he had with Tang Pei for a long time, thinking that he would act as a nanny, a driver, and sometimes a master, taking on several roles. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little inexplicably angry. I should be happy for such a good man who has a girlfriend. Why is he so panicked?

Is it because he has a girlfriend and didn't tell me, making me feel that he treats me as an outsider?

Or worried that his having a girlfriend will affect our friendship?

It seems not...

Chen Yiwei's face was tense, his eyelids drooped and he stared at the ground fixedly, he shook his head and silently denied the conjecture: I don't like that woman, so it's impossible for two men to compete for one woman. That way it won't affect my brotherhood with him...

He frowned and found that things were not simple: Then why am I so entangled?

His IQ was not enough, he shook his head and climbed upstairs to watch for a while so that his chest would not be so stuffy.

On the balcony, the wind is breezy, the plain curtains move slightly with the wind, and the dried clothes on the half-person-high hanger are also gently swaying with the curtains, watching the shirt that was originally pulled by the thread and turned into bell sleeves is now intact hanging by the side, Chen Yiwei couldn't help but think of Tang Pei concentrating on sewing his own clothes that day...

He sent me back from school that day. When I entered the house, I thought he had turned around and went home. Unexpectedly, it was dark and he turned back and rang the doorbell. I don’t know why. I was so happy when I saw him come. No, I immediately opened the door for him.

I asked him, "Why are you here again? Aunt Yuan has already prepared meals for me."

He smiled lightly and pulled my wrist, "I know, but Aunt Yuan didn't sew any sleeves for you."

I was very embarrassed at the time, wishing I could find a hole to get in, thinking that you would find me with my sleeves rolled up?Your eyes are so fine!

We went into the house and sat on the sofa, and he started threading needles, and it felt like something.After a while he said that he was ready to sew my sleeves. I was afraid that he would stick a needle into my flesh. I was so scared that I immediately stood up and took three steps back, and took off my shirt without saying a word. Throwing it into his arms.

At that time, he looked at me a little strangely, motionless as if he was in a daze, but I felt that his eyes were not empty, as if something was spurting, and his expression was also a bit serious and fierce. To be honest, I was a little panicked...

Just when I was stared at by him and didn't know what to do, he withdrew his eyes and turned his face away, inserted the first needle in a serious manner, and told me to go upstairs and get dressed quickly, don't wear it cold.

To be honest, he has never let me down. He has refreshed my cognition time and time again, letting me know how old men cook and cook good dishes, and let me know that even a rough man can Going through the needles, so careful.

Even though my upper body was bare, I wasn’t cold at all, and I don’t know why I found the way he was sewing clothes with a needle very attractive. I just stood there and looked at him quietly for a while, not knowing what kind of mood I had , I feel that the lights and decorations in my home match this person very well, and there is an inexplicable feeling that the person in the painting is moving...

He felt that I hadn't left yet, so he provoked me without raising his head, "He's so skinny and skinny, it hurts my eyes, hurry up and get dressed."

I knew he did it on purpose, so I provocatively said, "I'll push you to the ground and spank your ass when I practice hard!"

After I finished speaking, I was afraid that he would come to catch me, so I went upstairs. I didn't know what his expression was at that time. When I got dressed and came down, he stood at the door and told me that I had finished sewing, and asked me to put away the sewing and ride. car gone...

At that time, I thought he was really kind to me, at least he was more considerate than Liu Bingli, more independent than me, not my white-eyed wolf, sometimes I felt that he understood me better than my parents...

The more Chen Yiwei thinks about it, the luckier he feels. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that he did it himself. Yes, he is such a good brother. If he has a woman he loves, I should be the first to stand up and bless him. Why do I have to sulk here? Woolen cloth?

Although he hasn't found the reason for his distress, he decided to reconcile first. After all, he could see that Tang Pei's heart was hurt today. He took out his mobile phone, typed a string of words and sent it...

153 Here I Come, Open the Door!

When the phone vibrated, Tang Pei was lying on the bed thinking about life. He thought it was Tang Qing who was sending harassing text messages again, so he didn't rush to look at it, but let it lie on the table for a while.

Just when Tang Pei was delayed, Chen Yiwei was so anxious that he couldn't help thinking wildly: Could it be that he is angry?

Chen Yiwei was originally a person with rich imagination, and the more he thought about it at the beginning, the more bizarre it became. Besides, Tang Pei didn't delay for a short while. Jiner, he finally got out of bed, either lifting dumbbells or hitting sandbags to vent his emotions, so it was already half an hour later when he saw the full screen of messages...

Although each text message was very short, the volume was quite large, so that when Tang Pei saw that the senders were all from Chen Yiwei, his heart was as sweet as if he had knocked over a honey pot.

He scrolled through the message slowly, he was so happy that he didn't rush to reply at all...

In the first one, the little guy just sent the three words "I'm hungry" very coldly, and Tang Pei laughed lightly, "Aren't you even willing to give me a punctuation mark?"

The second is after 10 minutes, "Why didn't you reply to me?"

There will be one post in about a minute, from "What are you doing?" "Are you busy?" to the obvious cautious and aggrieved at the end, "Can you reply?" ?”

When he saw the last sentence, Tang Pei's heart couldn't help but ache, he was obviously a person who was more proud than anyone else...

With a creak, Tang Pei came out of the room. Tang Qing was sitting on the sofa and eating fruit after dinner. Seeing his brother hurriedly carrying his bag and about to go out, she asked curiously, "What are you going to do?" Ah, don't you want to eat?"

"Go out and eat outside."

After finishing speaking, she strode out, and regardless of Tang Qing's yelling from behind, she took a bite of the apple viciously, biting it loudly, "You are happy to go out every day, and I will be so worried if the male god doesn't come. "

As the sky gradually darkened, Chen Yiwei's stomach growled louder and louder. Who made him rely on others too much?Every Friday after school, he would drag Tang Pei to cook for himself, so he greeted Aunt Yuan early and told her not to save food on Friday night. I can't take it anymore.

But what worries him most now is not having no food, but being hated by Tang Pei.

Are you really angry that you have sent so many text messages and have not responded to me?

Chen Yiwei was panicked. Today he made a bad face at him, and his attitude was quite bad. Now that he thinks about it, he is a big fool. What does he know?I didn't say a word, he is not a roundworm in my stomach, how can he know my thoughts, besides, now that I think about it, I feel inexplicable, probably in his eyes, I have become a childish, angry person the brat...

Chen Yiwei didn't know why, when he thought of this, his chest felt like being pressed by a big rock and he couldn't breathe. This dull and uncomfortable feeling made him completely forget the feeling of hunger, and he sat on the sofa numbly listening to TV with a dejected expression. The host on the machine was promoting the products, his dejected appearance was in stark contrast to the impassioned appearance of the host.

Now he is like an old man who is about to die, his eyes are dull, all sounds are a frequency in his ears, everything is of no interest to him, and he can't even hear the frequent text message notifications from his pocket.

"Buzz..."

His thighs were numb from the vibration of the mobile phone, he took out the mobile phone listlessly and leaned it against his ear casually, without any anger when he spoke, "Who is it..."

Tang Pei's low-pitched voice full of magnetic charm came from the phone, "I'm here, open the door!"

154 Why Are You Treating Me So Well

"I'm here, open the door!"

Chen Yiwei was stunned immediately, and when he woke up, he was already standing in front of Tang Pei. He didn't know when he opened the courtyard door, so he smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "Why are you here so late? gone?"

Tang Pei glanced at him helplessly, and then naturally stroked his cheek with his big hand. It was very comfortable to hold the white, tender and soft face in the palm of his hand, just like holding a ball of small buns with thin skin and stuffing. Chen Yiwei Looking at him with big misty eyes without knowing it, Tang Pei shouted in his heart: "It's so comfortable! It's so cute!"

Although his heart has been lovable, he is still serious on the surface, looking at the person in front of him tenderly, with a fondness in his tone, "Have you not eaten yet? I am afraid that you are hungry, so I came here .”

After Tang Pei finished speaking, he drove the bicycle into the yard. Chen Yiwei looked at his back and caressed his cheek, as if reminiscing about the warm touch just now.