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Yang Chen quickly grasped the point of this sentence: "Frankly speaking, where is the love letter you received?"

"I'll find it for you, don't peek." In order to let his father know how to write a love letter, Yang Song had to sacrifice himself, but the sacrifice was a sacrifice, he couldn't let his father know where his secret letters were kept.

He took out a letter from the bottom of the drawer that he thought was well written, and Yang Song handed it to his father.

"Dear Yang Song..." Yang Chen began to read.

"Father, read it again, don't read it out, and I won't show it to you if you read it again." Yang Song said embarrassingly.

"Understood." Yang Chen took the love letter written on a card letter and carefully read every word on it.It turns out that the love letter is to write about the first meeting of two people, starting from love at first sight.Looking at the love letter, and then looking up at his own son, he really didn't think Yang Songyou's letter was so handsome.

"Father, have you finished watching? I've read it twice!" Yang Song said anxiously, leaning next to Yang Chen.

"Don't make noise, I'm thinking about how to write to your father Zhang." Yang Chen's expression suddenly became serious.

Yang Song held his breath and looked at him, no way, Dad really wants to write a love letter to Dad Zhang? ! .

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44. Unspeakable Desire ([-])

"Yang Song, do you have any letter paper here?"

Dad is really planning to write a love letter, Yang Song took out a stack of blank paper from the drawer: "Only this."

The words Yang Chen wrote with gel pens and ballpoint pens were not good-looking. In order to make the love letter look more beautiful, he even asked Yang Song for a pen: "Now go out and play with Liu Li, I will write in your bedroom. .”

"En." Yang Song nodded happily and went out.

In order to provide his father with a good environment for writing love letters, he decided to watch animation with Liu Li and come back after nine o'clock.

Spreading out the white paper on the desk and pulling off the cap of the pen, Yang Chen suddenly didn't know how to start.It is too unrealistic to start with the scene of the first meeting. The first time he met Zhang Ming was a child over one year old.What about when they grow up?Yang Chen put the pen aside, resting his chin while thinking

Or write about how Zhang Ming treats him well, and then write about your own feelings and tell Zhang Ming that he likes him.As soon as he sorted it out, this idea was immediately rejected by Yang Chen. Writing like this would make Zhang Ming feel that he liked him because Zhang Ming was kind to him.

"It's a bit annoying." Yang Chen looked at the white paper, thought for a long time and then only wrote the word Zhang Ming, and he couldn't even write the dear one in front of him.

For things like love letters, as long as you express your thoughts clearly, there is no need to write a composition one by one, right?Thinking of this, a sentence suddenly appeared in Yang Chen's mind, the words in the inscription of "The Peony Pavilion".I didn't feel anything when I watched it before, but now that I think about it again, it just hit his own thoughts.Yang Chen didn't know where he fell in love, and Yang Chen himself didn't know when he fell in love with Zhang Ming and why he fell in love with him.But it was the kind of sudden liking that made him feel that it could last a lifetime.

Or, just write this sentence? .

Yang Chen changed a piece of paper, took out a pencil and ruler, drew two straight lines on it, picked up the pen and started writing.

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It's just that he hasn't written with a pen for more than a month, and his handwriting has become so ugly? ! .

Yang Chen took out a new piece of paper, drew the line and wrote the word love, this time it was written without any problem, but the position of the writing was too biased.No way, he had to change another piece of paper and continue writing.This writing was much smoother than the previous two.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Looking at the nine words written on the paper, Yang Chen wrote three more words on the upper left corner: To Zhang Ming.

Looking at it this way, it feels pretty good.

After making sure that the ink was completely dry, Yang Chen wiped off the pencil line, folded the paper in half a few times, and folded it into a small rectangle, which fits well in his trouser pocket

"Dad, why did you write it so quickly?" Less than half an hour later, Dad came out of the bedroom.

"Yang Chen, have you written anything? Is it a thesis?" Xue Kai who was sitting with Yang Song said enthusiastically.

"I just sat in Yang Song's bedroom for a while, and didn't write anything." Yang Chen seemed calm, but he was very nervous in his heart. The matter of writing a love letter to Zhang Ming must not be known to anyone other than Yang Song." The weather is nice today, I want to go for a walk."

"It happens that I also want to exercise my muscles and bones, shall I go with you?" Xue Kai was eager to try.

"No, I just want to be alone." Fearing that Xue Kai would pester him to go, Yang Chen hurriedly changed his shoes, strode out the door, and closed the door neatly

"Brother Yang Song, your father moved so fast." The commercial was broadcasting on TV just now, and Liu Li, whose attention was attracted by Yang Chen, happened to see the scene of him going out, um, it was really fast.

"Special matters are treated specially." Yang Song rarely smiled at Liu Li.

He clearly saw just now that a white corner was exposed from his father's trouser pocket, and that was the love letter his father wrote to Zhang's father.

Now, is he sending love letters? .

Yang Song tugged at Liu Li's sleeve: "Hey, do you want to watch your favorite cartoon instead?"

"Yes!" Liu Li was very happy, "Brother Yang Song is the best!"

Yang Song pressed the remote control with a smile on his lips. He is in a surprisingly good mood now.

Sitting alone in the courtyard of the community, Yang Chen kept staring in the direction of the door.Zhang Ming's car was not found at the parking place just now, and he must have not come back, as long as he waits for Zhang Ming here, he will be able to wait.

As time passed by, Yang Chen couldn't help but think of the scene of waiting for Zhang Ming in the big courtyard.Every time he went to play with Zhang Ming, he would stand in the yard and shout, and after a while, he could see Zhang Ming poking his head out of the bedroom window, smiling and waving to him: "I'll be down soon!" !"

Looking up at the buildings in the community, they were all high-rise houses with more than [-] floors, Yang Chen was suddenly a little dazed, he couldn't help reaching into his trouser pockets, and squeezed the love letter inside.After realizing what was pinched in his hand, he quickly released it, took it out and checked whether it was wrinkled badly.

As Yang Chen expected, Zhang Ming did not stay too late at the party. Half an hour later, he saw Zhang Ming's car driving in, but the person sitting in the driver's seat was not Zhang Ming, but a woman.When he arrived at the entrance of the parking lot, the car stopped suddenly. The woman opened the door and got out of the car. Looking over from a distance, Yang Chen was sure that he had seen this woman somewhere.After getting out of the car, he went to the door of the back seat, opened the door, and it was Zhang Ming who was wearing a mask and holding a bottle in one hand.Yang Chen stood up and slowly closed the distance between them.

The woman sat in the driver's seat again, and Zhang Ming put his head close to the car window. After saying something to her, she drove into the parking lot.

Zhang Ming frowned and looked at the right hand holding the bottle, as if his hand was sore.

The desire to help Zhang Ming became stronger and stronger, Yang Chen stepped up and walked over, stretching his arms to take the bottle from Zhang Ming's hand.

"Aren't you going to have dinner with your colleagues this afternoon?" Yang Chen asked, the outside of the bottle was wet, it could be seen that Zhang Ming had been holding the bottle for a long time

"Well, I just went to get the IV after dinner." Zhang Ming smiled, the mask was next to the swollen area, and there was another burst of pain, "Don't you need to stay at home with Yang Song and the others?"

"They are all watching TV, I have nothing to do, so I will come down for a walk." Staring at Zhang Ming's red eyes, Yang Chen's tone became softer and softer.

"Well, walking is good for your health." Hearing the sound of high heels, Zhang Ming turned to face the parking lot, "Zimo, is the car parked?"

It was only then that Yang Chen remembered that this woman was Liu Zimo from Zhiyuan Law Firm, the woman who asked Zhang Ming to sing "A Man's Goodness" in Jaejoong.

Liu Zimo glared at Zhang Ming: "Of course it's parked, but the car hasn't parked well, why should I come out?"

"Here, there are two more bottles here." Liu Zimo passed the bottle in his hand to Zhang Ming.

"Help me send it up." Zhang Ming didn't take over. After glancing at Yang Chen next to him, he said to Liu Zimo.

"It's not that I can't take it." Liu Zimo accompanied Zhang Ming to work overtime and went to get injections with him. He was already tired enough, and he decided not to work any more at this time, "It's okay for the two of you to take it."

"Zhang Ming, we can take it." Yang Chen pulled his arm.

Zhang Ming remained silent. If there was a bag, he could carry it by himself, but for the two bottles of medicine, he and Yang Chen had to carry one bottle each.Yang Chen was already uncomfortable holding the bottle for himself, Zhang Ming didn't want him to do too much with the bottle in the other hand.

"Okay, okay, the patient is the biggest, I'll send it up for you." Liu Zimo smiled lightly and walked forward first.

The group entered the elevator in silence, and when they arrived at the door of Zhang Ming's house, Liu Zimo put the bottle on the table and left after greeting. Zhang Ming and Yang Chen were the only ones left in the house.

"Where can I get an IV?" Yang Chen looked around to see if there was a place to hang a bottle.

"Go to the bedroom, there are hooks on the wall."

Following Zhang Ming into the bedroom where he slept before moving, Yang Chen saw a newly pasted hook on the wall behind the bed. It was a cartoon doll. Judging from the style, it should have been bought by Nan Yao.

"I'll hang it for you." After Zhang Ming lay down, Yang Chen knelt on one knee and half-knelt on the bed, hanging the bottle on the hook in the middle, not noticing that the love letter had fallen out of his trouser pocket and landed on the quilt.

As soon as Zhang Ming moved his legs, the love letter slid to the left side of his body, hidden in the folds of the quilt and disappeared.

"Xiaochen, you can