Fat Guangge's happy time

Sima Xi burst into tears, almost wanting to vent all the grievances of 20 years at once.It took about 5 minutes before he regained his sanity and realized that he was in an absolute public place.Breaking free from Hu Yongbin's embrace, he looked around.Fortunately, after a long time, everyone was surprised. Besides, Hu Yongbin was a 40-year-old middle-aged man, and everyone thought they were father and son or uncle and nephew.

Seeing that Hu Yongbin's chest in the windbreaker was wet from his own crying, Sima Xi couldn't help but chuckle.Hu Yongbin was about to open his mouth to inquire at this time, but unexpectedly saw a smile appearing on Sima Xi's pear blossom's rainy face. Under the reflection of the winter sun, tears glistened on his rosy cheeks, and he was stunned.

What kind of beauty is this, the moment when the haze turns into brilliance, like a line of tracks, slashing into my heart like a meteor.Hu Yongbin clearly heard a voice in his heart: No, this is not my brother.I will never be his brother, he is my love!

"Is it better?" Hu Yongbin suppressed his panic and acted like a Chunchun elder.

"Well, Brother Bin. Sorry, I got your clothes wet."

"Hey, it's okay!" Hu Yongbin stretched out his hand to wipe Sima Xi's cheek, "Look, my dirty clothes have covered your little face with dirt. Haha."

Sima Xi didn't move, letting Hu Yongbin play with him.When I buried my face in Hu Yongbin's chest just now, I did feel a kind of warmth, a kind of long-lost reliance.This feeling was only given to me by my father when I was a child.

"Well, shall we continue? How about we go back to the hotel to rest?" Seeing that Sima Xi looked normal, Hu Yongbin asked cautiously.

"Ah, I'm fine, Brother Bin, I've made you worry, let's continue playing."

So, the two continued to move forward.Hu Yongbin took Sima Xi's hand, but Sima Xi did not refuse.There is a pirate ship in front, so Hu Yongbin doesn't dare to take Sima Xi to do exciting projects now.Going forward is the karting training ground.There are a lot of people, men, women, young and old, all smiling, yelling and driving.

Hu Yongbin noticed that Sima Xi's eyes lit up, but he was still not at ease: "Sima Xi, do you want to play this? Can you?"

Sima Xi smiled, and said, "It's okay. I used to sneak around behind my father's back to play, and I drove pretty well."

The two signed tickets and entered the venue.Hu Yongbin soon discovered that Sima Xi was really good at driving karts, and he was a little bit powerless.Sima Xi, however, was able to do a job with ease, shuttling through the traffic, changed from his previous quietness, restored the vigor and unruliness of young people, and turned some less-than-knowledgeable players into screaming and cursing.Sima Xi didn't pay any attention to it, and drove on his own, and slowed down from time to time, waiting for Hu Yongbin to overtake him.Then he suddenly accelerated and bumped into Hu Yongbin's car lightly from the side, making Hu Yongbin dumbfounded.

The two laps ended quickly, which was like 15 minutes.Hu Yongbin saw that Sima Xi was still in the mood, and there was a long queue outside to buy tickets.He signaled Sima Xi not to get out of the car, and waited for the field manager to come over and whisper something.He took out a ticket and secretly stuffed it in the administrator's hand.He took out another 500 yuan and said that we will play first, and then settle the accounts after playing.

Karting is 25 yuan for two laps, about 15 minutes. For 500 yuan, two people can play ten times, which is two and a half hours.The two of them didn't do anything else and kept driving.They raced for a while, and slowed down for a while. The two cars were very close to each other, driving slowly while chatting slowly.From astronomy to geography, ancient times to the future, novels to movies, clothing to music... Sima Xi was surprised to find that Hu Yongbin rarely understood anything.

"Brother Bin, aren't you a tobacco and alcohol wholesale dealer?"

"Haha." Hu Yongbin laughed, "You're laughing at me, Sima Xi. You don't know, I used to be the director of the Municipal Materials Bureau, but I became a peddler because of the tide of reform."

"Oh, Mr. Director, the villain is rude."

"Haha, brat, it's really disrespectful for you to dare to tease the chief!" As he said that, seeing that the speed of the car was very slow, he simply lifted the guardrail, leaned over half of his body, and reached out to touch Sima Xi's face.

"Oh, old pervert. You are called old and disrespectful!" Sima Xi laughed.There was a strange feeling in my heart, and I even thought that if I gave up Brother Guang and lived like this with Hu Yongbin for the rest of my life, it wouldn't be bad.

In the evening, the two of them ate authentic French western food.While eating and chatting, they realized the cultivation of philosophy in life. The two met each other and talked freely.

When a person reaches forty, he has no doubts about life and lingers over the years.Hu Yongbin feels that his current mood is sometimes like a tranquil lake, lazily blue; sometimes like a galloping horse, free and unrestrained. 40 years of career life and more than 20 years of gay life seem to be so unimportant in this dim candlelight.Those comrades and friends whom I occasionally admired in the past were wiped out in front of Sima Xi one by one.

Grape wine luminous cup, Hu Yongbin quietly held Sima Xi's hand, he was not drunk, he was really drunk.Even Sima Xi seemed completely immersed in the psychedelic, and did not refuse.

"Xixi, can I call you that?"

"Ah?" Sima Xi was taken aback, feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't seem to be able to say anything wrong, "Well, this...I'm a big man after all, why don't you call me 'Xiaoxi', okay Brother Bin?"

"Xiaoxi!" Hu Yongbin was a little bit regretful, but he was content, thinking to himself, "Simaxi, if you are that clear stream, Brother Bin, I am that wide river, waiting for you to come into my arms! "