Million UP school god plays me every day

Dou Sheng sat in the seat, tapped the table with his finger, and his voice revealed a little emotion of recalling the past.

It looks like it's talking human.

Not at all.

"That year when I was in the second year of junior high school, my father had an accident, and I moved forward in the midst of betrayal and pain. I suddenly had a lot of doubts about life-is there any meaning to struggle, whether integrity is right or stupid, and the relationship between flesh and blood Can I be completely trusted, I think I know everyone, but do I really?"

Xie Jingming's expression gradually became confused.

Xie Lan had the same puzzled face, "What does it mean to move forward in a local area? What about being locked in a small house... walking around?"

Dou Sheng shook his head, "Ji, Ji, three times. Moving forward with discord means that the way forward is not smooth, or there is resistance in the heart to move forward."

"Hmm..." Xie Lan frowned in thought, gave up the conversation after a while, and scanned the QR code to order food.

Xie Jingming asked, "Hasn't Wenying talked to you?"

"Talking every day. My mother and I became drinking friends, and my mother cried every day. For a while, I seemed to be depressed. Things were gray and I didn't eat much. I didn't go to school during the day and didn't go home at night. I just walked outside for a day. .”

Dou Sheng raised his head to meet Xie Jingming's astonished gaze, "Uncle should know about my dad, right?"

Xie Jing hesitated and said, "Know something."

Dou Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth in dismay when he heard the words, "At that time, I was thinking that maybe it wasn't my dad who was wrong, but me. If it wasn't for me, it would be good for him to just divorce my mother. It would be good for both him and my mother."

Xie Lan's heart suddenly throbbed, and he looked up at Dou Sheng.

Dou Sheng's expression was the same as before, his eyes were downcast, he couldn't see how much he was playing.

Regarding that period of the past, he only heard Dou Sheng mention it when comforting Chen Ge, but he never asked.

Xie Jingming asked: "And then?"

Dou Sheng sighed deeply, tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Then suddenly one day, I turned on Youtube."

"..." Xie Jingming was caught off guard, "Youtube?"

"Yes. I was in great pain from a fight with someone that day. I stumbled into Xie Lan's video by mistake, and suddenly felt that the gauze iodine in my hand was almost meaningless. At that time, I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to stand there and be quiet. Watch that video." Dou Sheng said as he took out his mobile phone, skilfully entered Xie Lan's Youtube homepage, slid to the bottom, pointed to the original post and said, "Being hugged by strangers across thousands of mountains and rivers, uncle, what do you have?" Have you ever felt this way?"

Xie Jingming froze for a moment, "Yes... and no..."

"I can't describe that feeling." Dou Sheng interrupted him, "I still can't describe it until now. It's like the tranquility in the eye of the storm. No matter what is going on in the world every day, there will always be someone playing the piano quietly, There will be a leaf standing here listening to him."

When Dou Sheng said this, his voice seemed to rise involuntarily, and he pointed to the slightly trembling sycamore leaf on the screen, "I have a strong sense of substitution for this little leaf, and I am this leaf."

Xie Jingming looked at the screen in disbelief.

"You substitute this leaf?"

Dou Sheng nodded, "Later, I sent private messages to Xie Lan every day, taking pictures of sycamore leaves and sending them to him. Over time, my condition improved a bit, but my grades were still bad, but my mood calmed down. Until a certain day."

Dou Sheng suddenly pulled Xie Lan's hand under the table calmly, like some kind of comfort in advance.

"In Xie Lan's video that day, the green leaves of the sycamore tree were suddenly replaced by dead leaves of the sycamore tree. Other viewers just laughed for fun, but I suddenly felt that it was the end of an era, the leaves were withered, and it was time for me to cheer up , so I started to cut off the internet and sprint for the senior high school entrance examination.”

Xie Lan turned her head in astonishment and looked at him in disbelief.

——That was the last video of Xie Lan's SilentWaves period, and it was posted after her mother passed away.

The sycamore leaves withered, and my mother left.But that turned out to be the opportunity for Dou Sheng to decide to return to Qingming.

Perhaps because he knew his real experience, he guessed the symbol of the dead leaf.Dou Sheng never told him about it,

Xie Jingming was puzzled and asked Xie Lan:

: "Have you ever used dead leaves?"

Xie Lan's eyes flickered, his eyes suddenly became empty, and he lowered his head and hummed.

"Too unlucky." Xie Jingming couldn't help frowning, as if he wanted to bring up the past, but he stopped talking.

He didn't know that it was Xie Lan's last video, nor did he know that it was the video after Xiao Langjing's death.

Xie Lan knew that Xie Jingming didn't pay attention to his video account at all, but he still frowned subconsciously.

There was a knock on the door of the box, and the waiter came in to serve drinks, temporarily interrupting the conversation.

Xie Jingming poured juice for the two of them, and recalled the past with Dou Sheng, and Dou Sheng followed his question and calmly answered a few words about his previous thoughts.

Those narratives are true and false, mixed with fiction and exaggeration, but they are also the unbearable past events that he seldom behaves humanly.

Just like that, he casually mentioned it at the dinner table.

"So uncle." Dou Sheng gently squeezed Xie Lan's hand under the table, and said with a smile, "It cannot be said that Xie Lan's video is meaningless. When Aunt Xiao is sick, she can watch her son's video to get relief. The world doesn't know How many times do I sleep listening to the sound of the violin every night, how can it be said that it is meaningless?"

Xie Jingming sighed, "Your case is really special..."

"Not special." Dou Sheng shook his head indifferently, "I think people with energy have the responsibility to influence. Watching SilentWaves for more than a year has made my original intention of making videos later."

Xie Jingming paused, but was seriously rebutted for his casual perfunctory words, which made him a little at a loss as to how to respond.

He was about to say a few words, but when he raised his hand, he knocked over the chopsticks, one fell to the ground, and he bent down to pick it up.

Xie Lan's mind was still lingering on what Dou Sheng said just now, caught off guard, Dou Sheng let go of him, took his hand to the table and poured Xie Jingming a glass of juice, "Uncle, you drink too."

Xie Jingming stood up holding the chopsticks, probably didn't see it, and said with a smile: "You should drink more. You may be able to speak, but it suddenly occurred to me that Wen Ying was also able to speak in this way when I was in school."

Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

The waiter knocked on the door again, this time to serve food.

Dou Sheng didn't continue this topic, took out his mobile phone to record a small video of the dish, and then passed it to Xie Lan in front of Xie Jingming.

Xie Jingming glanced at Xie Lan several times, but finally said nothing.

Halfway through the meal, he couldn't help being curious about Dou Sheng's UP experience, "What's your ID? I'll search for you in the next app."

Xie Lan suddenly became nervous.

Dou Sheng paused for a moment with his chopsticks, "Dou is the most handsome man in the world."

"Dad." Xie Lan was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a long time, and he opened his mouth for a long time before saying: "Dinner, what are you doing looking at his account?"

Dou Sheng also continued to smile, "Uncle, none of the videos I took were serious, they were all funny."

Xie Jingming just hummed twice, but still searched his homepage, "So many fans? Let me see..."

He paused suddenly, and frowned while watching the video on Dou Sheng's homepage.

Xie Lan's heart was already cold.

Xie Jingming is different from Zhao Wenying. Zhao Wenying looks like she has never been in contact with homosexuality. Her first reaction when she saw those videos was to laugh.But Xie Jingming is well-informed in this area, not far away. When his friend's son came out, he came forward to reconcile the relationship between father and son. The neighbors of the old house in London are also a pair of gay men who raise a French fighting dog.

Xie Jingming frowned and looked at the small print on the screen, "Pretending that I have a boyfriend? Did you take pictures with Xie Lan?"

Dou Sheng smiled casually while eating, "Yeah, the platform proposition composition, just play around with it."

"This kind of joke is not good." Xie Jingming hesitated, "You have so many fans, if you make such a joke, they will easily misunderstand."

Dou Sheng laughed, "What's wrong with the misunderstanding? My sexual orientation has nothing to do with them. You can't expect me to retweet the lottery from fans to draw someone?"

Xie Lan drank water nervously, but he choked in his throat and almost spit it out.

Xie Jingming was also startled, all the shrimps he picked up fell off.

Dou Sheng smiled while picking up the vegetables: "But Xie Lan can do this, and he doesn't need to smoke, just pack himself up

Vote and see which lucky fan you can hit. "

Xie Lan: "..."

Xie Jingming was amused, "You child, did you speak...no..."

"There is no evidence, no evidence, no beginning and no end, no end." Dou Sheng continued for him, and said happily: "I talk nonsense every day, don't pay attention to me."

After eating Kung Fu dishes for more than three hours, Xie Jingming dragged his luggage and looked back at Jiang Liying with the two of them.

Xie Lan and Dou Sheng pulled him several times and he refused to go upstairs, so he wandered around below and handed the box to Xie Lan to send up.

The box was dead heavy, and Xie Lan was startled when he entered the room and opened it.

——Xie Jingming bundled up all the materials for his sprint to IMC and moved them here. Book materials are the most important, and half of the weight of this box comes from these materials.In addition, there are a few cameras that Xie Lan used to use, a laptop, the earphones and pens that Xiao Langjing gave him, a group photo of the family of three, and two violin rosins that Xie Lan often used...

There was a crumpled old T-shirt stuffed in the corner of the box. Xie Lan tore it open casually, but two wads of pink bills fell out of it. It seemed to be 2 RMB in cash, and a small transparent plastic card bag was sandwiched between the cash. There is a domestic bank card inside.

Dou Sheng stared at the money for a while, "Your father hasn't come back for a long time, and I don't even know that cash is rarely used in China."

Xie Lan hummed, "Electronic payment has also become more popular in the UK, but it can't compare with domestic ones. There are also quite a few credit card and cash payments."

He originally wanted to give the money back to Xie Jingming, but suddenly thought that it would be useless for Xie Jingming to hold these renminbi. There was a foreign currency exchange form from Barclays Bank sandwiched between the money. It is estimated that Xie Jingming went to the bank on purpose before returning to China. exchanged.

So Xie Lan struggled for a while and took the cash back to the room and put it away with the luggage. Before going downstairs, he just took the bank card.

In the afternoon they took Xie Jingming on the sightseeing ferry on the river. He and Xie Jingming still had nothing to say, but Dou Sheng chatted openly, talking about domestic development.Xie Lan couldn't interrupt, but just listened quietly.

Xie Jingming seems to appreciate Dou Sheng quite a bit, he is usually a very arrogant person, he doesn't talk much with his own son, and he cherishes words like gold with other people.But in the afternoon, he pulled Dou Sheng to talk a lot, and he committed a scholar's fault. He asked Dou Sheng to comment on this review like an interview. Xie Lan was so embarrassed that he could only look at the river alone. Xie Jingming started to care about Dou Sheng's hobbies and living habits again.

Sitting in the open-air seat on the third floor of the ferry, Xie Lan looked at the buildings on the river bank looking at the beautiful shadows of the river, and suddenly felt dazed.

The more we get along, the more he feels that Xie Jingming has changed a lot, but he doesn't know whether these changes were brought about by Elizabeth or the six months since he left, and it is difficult to explore.

It took an hour and a half to visit the ferry, and Xie Lan was a little seasick in the second half.

He was walking down the steep stairs carefully, when he suddenly heard the discussion between Dou Sheng and Xie Jingming behind his ears.

Xie Jingming said: "China now advocates having more children. Back then we only allowed one child. The only child is lonely. It's good for you and Xie Lan to go to and from school together. When your generation has another child, you won't have this kind of trouble. gone."

Dou Sheng yawned, "I don't have children, so it has nothing to do with me."

Xie Lan's legs suddenly stiffened, and after a pause, he bit the bullet and continued walking down.

Xie Jingming asked in surprise, "You don't have children? Why?"

Dou Sheng said, "I just want to stay with the person I like."

"Everyone said that when you were young." Xie Jingming sighed after hearing this, "You will understand when you are older. You have to have children to accompany you, otherwise you will be really lonely."

"Really?" Dou Sheng smiled, "Then adopt, and I will draw a lucky fan to be the child of me and... and the person I like."

Xie Lan: "..."

Again.

He couldn't help but turn around and ask sincerely, "Can you let the fans go?"

Xie Jingming's expression was complicated, he sighed for a long time and turned away.

For the hot pot for dinner, both Xie Jingming and Dou Sheng could eat spicy food, so they made a mandarin duck clear soup for Xie Lan.Hot pot is a very miraculous invention, and the three of them eat it with enthusiasm, without talking about serious business

Just a few words, just shabu-shabu and meat, and each other's vegetables supported the topic of the whole night.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel. Xie Lan took out the bank card from his pocket when he entered the lobby of the hotel. Dou Sheng glanced at it and said to Xie Jingming, "Xie Lan will send you up, I will wait downstairs."

Xie Jingming nodded and said yes, Xie Lan followed him into the elevator, Xie Jingming asked again: "Aren't you staying with Dad tonight?"

Xie Lan paused, "I seem to have booked a room with a double bed."

Xie Jingming nodded, "Okay, it's up to you."

The corridors of the hotel deliberately create a dark atmosphere, the carpet is very thick, and the sound is automatically silenced when you step in.

Xie Lan put the card on the table after entering the room, "Take this back, I can support myself by making videos."

"That's your own ability." Xie Jingming looked at him, "As a father, I have the responsibility to support you until you become an adult. I said before that I wanted you to come back, but now it seems that you have made up your mind. "

Xie Lan hummed, "Yes. I've made up my mind. I don't want to be British. I want to stay in China."

He looked at the card, the face of the card was very new, he wondered how much money Xie Jingming had saved in it.

He didn't really want to know either.If he stuffed it into the ATM and checked it out, and it came out with an astronomical figure, then Xie Jingming might as well just announce to him that he would have children with Elizabeth and start a new life.

"Don't worry, I didn't give you more." Xie Jingming smiled, "[-] in cash and [-] in deposit. This is your living expenses before you go to college, including tuition and the living expenses you will give to your Aunt Zhao. You will be an adult when you go to college Yes, if you are short of money, you must have a reason to ask me."

Xie Lan looked at him for a while, hummed, picked up the card and said, "You can rest. Dou Sheng and I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Wait a minute." Xie Jingming suddenly stopped him, and sat on the flat bed in the hotel, "I want to ask you, what is your relationship with Dou Sheng?"

Say it right.

Xie Lan raised his head instantly, his expression uncontrollably stiff.

Xie Jingming was sharp and relentless as always, he didn't even give him a chance to tighten the string in his heart, he just opened his mouth to ask.

His first reaction was Dou Sheng's half-joking temptation today, but soon he felt that it would not make Xie Jingming so sure.

Xie Jingming looked at him for a moment, then his expression faded, "Is this reaction correct?"

Xie Lan subconsciously wanted to say no, but swallowed the words back.

He collected himself and asked, "Guess what?"

Xie Jingming couldn't see any anger, nor could he see too much turmoil. He just thought for a while and said, "The way you get along is very unusual. If you were ordinary friends, such video cooperation would be impossible. But if you Good friends, you should not compromise with each other in a few words when there is a difference of opinion, let alone ask the other party’s opinion on what to eat and where to play. I felt awkward all day, thinking about it all the way, and suddenly remembered that Shannon’s son and male Isn't that what friends do when they're sneaking together?"

Xie Lan was speechless.

Xie Jingming paused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's because he likes you?"

"We both agreed." Xie Lan replied immediately, paused for fear of ambiguity, and repeated what Che Ziming and the others had said before: "The two of us, it's done."

It's all broken, there's no need to hide it.

Although his hands and feet are cold at the moment, he is not completely surprised. He has experienced how hot Xie Jingming's eyes are since he was a child.

Xie Lan took a deep breath, "Anyway, it's impossible for Dou Sheng and I to separate because of other people's thoughts. If you want..."

"Sh...sh..." Xie Jingming immediately shut him up, using a tone that Xie Lan hated since childhood.

But Xie Lan still paused, "Say."

Xie Jingming frowned, "Answer my question honestly first, how long have you been together?"

"Three months." Xie Lan paused, "Less than four months, what's wrong?"

"Three or four months is nothing." Xie Jingming immediately commented coldly: "Children are passionate, do you know what you want? Do you know what you have to bear when you walk this road in China?"

Xie Lan and him looked at each other for a moment, "I never thought about what Dou Sheng and I want.

Well, I just know that I like him, he likes me, we are together naturally. He said with a mocking smile, "If you have to consider what to bear, then when you decided to be with Elizabeth, did you think about what to bear?" "

Xie Jingming was stunned for a long time, then smiled wryly: "Xie Lan, you are too aggressive. Let me ask you, does Aunt Zhao know about this? What's her attitude?"

Xie Lan became dumb all of a sudden.

"She still...don't know." He said hesitantly, "Since you have seen it first, what is your attitude?"

Xie Jingming looked at him, "Do you care about my attitude?"

"I care." Xie Lan said, "Of course I care. As you said, it is impossible for us to truly sever the relationship between father and son."

"I really don't know whether to be happy or sad to hear you say this." Xie Jingming rubbed his fingers bitterly, "I'm very unhappy. But—"

"but?"

Xie Jingming looked at him carefully for a moment, "But I can't and shouldn't allow myself to force you on sexual orientation. If you are serious with him, if you don't look for him, you will look for other boys in the future .”

Xie Lan breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, a little relaxed.

For a while, he may not have realized it himself, and he has always had a stone in his heart.He was looking forward to the day when the rock would loosen, but he didn't expect that it was Xie Jingming who brought him some relief first.

Xie Jingming didn't speak any more, he frowned and looked at the ground as if he was thinking or weighing, which is what he often had when he encountered difficulties in his research.

After a long time, Xie Jingming frowned and said, "If you want to know my attitude. My attitude is not to support, but not to interfere. The premise is, first, that you can't delay your studies. You must really get admitted to your mother's school, and you must take the exam If you are majoring in mathematics, don’t bully me or yourself. Second, if you are still together before you go to college, you must ask Dou Sheng’s parents to agree, otherwise I will withdraw my tolerance. Third, a father’s suggestion, If you have further ideas, you can consider studying abroad and staying in the UK. The West is more tolerant and advanced than China at any level, and it can also..."

Xie Lan immediately interrupted him: "The first point is OK. The second point cannot be guaranteed. The third point is rejected."

He suddenly felt like he was playing a debate match, and said quickly, "I can't force Dou Sheng on matters involving the relationship between mother and child. As for future development, whether domestic or foreign, I have never reached an agreement with you."

"I'm not discussing with you." Xie Jingming rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said: "The third point is just my suggestion, you must do the first two points."

Xie Lan wanted to say something more, but Xie Jingming waved his hand wearily, "Okay, let me be quiet for a while."

The intention of chasing guests was too obvious, Xie Lan hesitated before saying: "Then Dou Sheng and I will pick you up for breakfast tomorrow."

"No need, I haven't been back for a long time, I'll walk by myself tomorrow." Xie Jingming glanced at him, "When Aunt Zhao comes back, let's have dinner together tomorrow night, don't bother me during the day."

Xie Lan paused, "What do you want to tell Aunt Zhao?"

"What can I say?" Xie Jingming sneered, "Your son is with my son?"

Xie Lan looked at him warily upon hearing this.

He couldn't tell whether Xie Jingming was being sarcastic or serious, his brain gave up thinking and just wanted to get an accurate answer.

Xie Jingming was stared at by him for a long time, and sighed, "If you don't trust me so much, I don't have to eat tomorrow's meal. Go back and think about it yourself. If you don't let me see your Aunt Zhao, then you will have dinner with Dou at noon tomorrow. Sheng came over to have another meal with me."