[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

Before they knew it, the two drank a total of five altars of fine wine.

When Huang Yaoshi pressed his hand on the handle of the jug again, Lian Qing stopped him.

"You're drunk." Swiping the opponent's hand away, the young man poured all the remaining wine into his own glass.The transparent liquid rippled in circles from the center of the cup, exuding a mellow aroma.

"I'm not drunk." There was a faint blush on the young man's face, his eyes as black as profound stones seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he was very confused, which was obviously a sign that his mind had begun to become chaotic.

People who are drunk will say that they are not drunk, and Lian Qing wisely does not argue with them.

If a person has a good capacity for alcohol, there are mostly two reasons. One is that he is addicted to alcohol and lives on alcohol, and the other is that he wants to escape the pain for a while.However, soon, the latter will find that it is actually a very stupid thing to use alcohol to relieve their sorrow, because the pain will not disappear because of a drunkenness, and when sober, they will even feel deeper pain.

Lian Qing has done such stupid things, so until now, he is still very sober.

After pushing away the boy's hand reaching for the wine jar again, Lian Qing helplessly drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put down the glass, and did not continue.The mellowness in his throat has not yet dissipated, which made him feel a little unfinished, but the more important thing in front of him was to send this half-drunk boy back.

Not everyone would fall asleep peacefully after getting drunk, he didn't dare to vouch for Huang Yaoshi's wine.

As for why the usually self-controlled boy got drunk, he could more or less guess something about the dispute between the Huang family and his son.Although Huang Shenzhi is busy these days because of the preparations for the wedding, he still asks the boy to give lectures in his study.

Just ten days ago, the quarrel in the study even spread outside.Being able to make Huang's father, who usually pays great attention to his image, be like this, one can imagine how intense the scene was at that time.

After Huang Yaoshi left the study, the red palm print on his right cheek was enough to explain everything.

It was Huang Yaoshi's closest brother's wedding at this moment, if something happened, it would be a kind of harm to both the young man and his relatives.

Lian Qing supported Huang Yaoshi with his hands, and left the banquet from behind.

And Huang Ziwei, who was being drunk, seemed to glance at them unconsciously, and the complex emotions in his eyes flashed away.

Lian Qing helped Huang Yaoshi onto the bed, then unfolded the quilt, and leaned over to cover him.

With a short distance, he could clearly see the tears flowing from the corners of the young man's eyes, slowly sliding down, and finally seeped into the white pillow, disappearing without a trace.

Huang Yaoshi actually didn't hate his father as much as he showed.

By observing Huang Shenzhi's relationship with his three sons, it's easy to see that both Huang Chunjing and Huang Ziwei have only respect for him, and they don't have the admiration that ordinary children have for their parents, let alone Huang Yaoshi.A qualified father can only bring up his children and educate them to be useful people.But good fathers can pay attention to what their children really think.

However, even in the face of such an unexcellent father, it doesn't mean that he can give up immediately if he gives up. No matter what, that man is his only father, and here is his only home.Huang Yaoshi is not born cold-blooded, even though he is a genius, in some respects, he is no different from ordinary people - the desire for family affection is a natural instinct of human nature.

It's just that the deepening contradiction between father and son and the widening gap continue to wear down the few feelings until they are completely wiped out.In the dilemma of being voluntarily abandoned or abandoning the other party first, Huang Yaoshi chose the latter.

Because, in the latter choice, he is the one who bears the infamy, and his father will not feel any guilt about it.Everyone in the world will think that everything is the youth's treason, not that the man who is the biological father gave up his child.

No matter how calculating and cruel Dong Xie is in the future, at this moment, he is just a young man with a tender heart.

However, it is often the gentle ones who are most vulnerable.

In order not to get hurt again, people can only choose to exhaust their tenderness until one day, their hearts become as hard as a rock, and they will no longer be hurt.

Lian Qing's hand moved slightly, and finally touched Huang Yaoshi's face, stroking the corners of his eyes with his slender, white fingers, wiping away the remaining tears for him.When he got up to leave, his left hand was suddenly held by the boy who was sitting up in a half-dream and half-awake, tightly and stubbornly, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

He opened his eyes suddenly, staring straight ahead with his inorganic black pupils empty.

"Don't go, don't—"

The murmuring voice sounded indistinctly in the silent bedroom.

Lian Qing sat back on the side of the bed, embraced Huang Yaoshi, let his head rest on his shoulder, and covered his back with his right hand, stroking slowly and gently.

The bright moonlight outside the window spilled into the inner room, creating a hazy scene, and the faint fragrance of cosmos in the garden floated in the air.The young man closed his eyes, let go of his tightly grasped hand, and stretched out his arms to hug the young man.

The clothes on the shoulders were gradually wet, and they were tightly attached to the skin on the young man's shoulders, with a cold touch.

"I'm here, don't worry about anything, go to sleep."

Lian Qing no longer remembers when was the last time she cried.

But he was sure that at that time, no one would comfort him like Huang Yaoshi.

In the end, someone who was willing to comfort him when he was sad finally appeared.

Ironically, he no longer needs it.

The world is such a mockery, what you once wanted so hard will always appear when you don't need it.

"Go to sleep, have a good sleep, wake up tomorrow, you will still be that proud Huang Yaoshi."

The young man's faint voice lingered in the boy's ears, like hypnotic music, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers, which made his mind more relaxed until he completely entered the dark dreamland.

No one knows what Huang Yaoshi dreamed about, or maybe all his actions are just his instinctive reaction.

This was the first time Lian Qing saw such a fragile Huang Yaoshi, and it was also the last time.

After that night, Huang Yaoshi was still that calm and arrogant young man, he never showed similar fragile emotions again.Dongxie in his youth will only make others feel vulnerable and vulnerable.

Lian Qing has never forgotten this night, and even after many years, he still remembers it fresh.

Sadly, at that time, both he and Huang Yaoshi knew very well that they could never return to the old days of getting along with each other.

Feeling the boy's deep sleep, the young man helped him to lie down on the bed slowly, pulled the quilt for him, and walked out of the bedroom.

The moment the door was closed, Lian Qing turned around sensitively, and in the pavilion not far away stood a person who should not have appeared here.

——Huang Ziwei.

Passing through the winding corridors, when he stepped into the pavilion, the other party's cold voice sounded in the cool air.

"It seems that you have forgotten what I said to Young Master Lian yesterday."

How could you forget?

Lian Qing looked at Huang Ziwei calmly.

A few days ago, the other party picked him to intervene when he was with Huang Yaoshi, and it was not for nothing.Huang Ziwei was much sharper than he imagined.

"Stop deliberately guiding the pharmacist's feelings."

Huang Ziwei, who was always gentle, looked at Lian Qing coldly and expressionlessly.

"Do you think it's interesting to let his feelings cross the boundary between being a teacher and being a friend without knowing it?"

That day, when the two father and son had a dispute, he stood outside the study.

The little brother had never refuted his father so fiercely.The reason was that his father wanted to make a marriage for him.

Although he was disgusted in the past, he was never so sharp and mean. Therefore, Huang Shenzhi, who had never hit him before, slapped him for the first time.

—I'd rather leave here than marry someone I don't want to marry.

When the young man said this, he probably didn't realize the hatred in his tone.

Huang Ziwei's intuition told him that it had nothing to do with the person he didn't want to marry, what was important was that the subconscious within the teenager had someone he wanted to be with.At first, he was very happy that his younger brother's love affair had just begun.But later discoveries made him feel dangerous.

Because the person the boy wanted to be with was actually Lian Qing, the man who was his master.

What shocked him even more was that everything was deliberately guided by this man.

He didn't know what the other party wanted to do?Just worried that Yaoshi Huang would get hurt.

Huang Ziwei is not a moralist, and he does not feel disgusted with the love between the same sex and the love between masters.However, not all people in the world think the same as him.

Especially when a master and a student fall in love, this is something that cannot be tolerated by heaven.In this era, refuting ethics is more intolerable than murder, arson, and plundering, and will be despised and reviled by almost everyone.Relatively speaking, running away from home is an insignificant rebellion.

Therefore, in the later days, Huang Ziwei kept intervening between the two of them, trying to mislead the younger brother's feelings in the opposite direction, making him think that he was a friend, a teacher, and even an elder brother to Lian Qing.

Huang Ziwei succeeded, although such success was temporary.

But this nasty man continued to push the boy into the abyss.

If he had even a share of true love, Huang Ziwei would be a little relieved, but he didn't.Friends, brother, master, he has more or less these emotions, but he doesn't have any sincere love.

How can such a person deserve a slap from my younger brother?

How can it be worth his growing affection?

The author has something to say: I finally finished 3.5w+ before applying for the list, thank God~