canine boyfriend

1.

The boy was only 8 years old when he saw the man for the first time. The man was a very popular young man, 15 years older than him, and a 23-year-old beautiful star.

It's just that the meeting place was wrong. The man came out of the boy's father's bedroom in a silk pajamas.The boy knew that his father was a big director and an investor, and he often brought back small stars and big stars. His mother was so mad at him.

But my mother's death did not make my father change his ways, but worsened.Not only came back with this beautiful little star, but also let him live in and live a monogamous life.

The boy was very angry and wrote in his diary that this man is a vixen. He doesn't love his father at all, and his father doesn't love him either. He just wants to make movies and become famous.

Usually when you meet at home, the boy is also making things difficult for you. My dad made you famous in every word.He thought the man would be angry, but no, the man put on an apron and cooked for him, no matter how much he scolded him, he would not leave and stayed at home.

The boy became even angrier, cut off all the man's clothes, smashed his cherished film and television rookie trophy, and burned the man's collection of vinyl discs.He didn't want anyone to replace his mother in this family, he hated it.

But the man didn't get angry once, but shed tears silently, put away his beloved items that had been destroyed, and even concealed it for the boy, telling the boy's father that he had accidentally broken it.He stopped filming, gave up singing, and only sang to the boy's father at home.

The boy eats meals cooked by men every day, but he doesn't buy it. Dad never attends the parent meeting, and always let men attend instead.The boy purposely embarrassed him in front of the parents of the class by saying that you became famous by climbing into my dad's bed.

All around cast contemptuous glances, the man didn't say anything, and took the child's schoolbag to take him home.

Slowly, the boy who grew up gradually became worse. He knew how to hurt a man, and would deliberately laugh at him for being old. After he retired from acting, he became unpopular, and his father dated other stars again.He wanted the man to leave, and he couldn't bear him more and more, because he thought the man was for his father's money, but he didn't expect that he was after his father's love.

He really loves his father, cut off his wings, willing to become a canary.The boy couldn't figure it out, so he eavesdropped on their room out of curiosity.

My father was never a gentle person in bed. He would swear, hit people, and grab a man's beautiful soft hair.A man would cater to his father, and the boy's hands trembled, trying to drive this man away completely and let him go.

After a few more years, the beautiful man changed from 23 years old to 33 years old, and he really became the person who would grow old and be forgotten by the audience in the boy's mouth.But the boy grew from 8 years old to an 18-year-old boy, more than half a head taller than a man.

My father really found someone else, and has not touched the man in the family for several years. The boy has been the most relaxed in the past few years. The only time he got angry was when he got into a fight at school, and the man did not go to the parent-teacher meeting for him.

Sometimes he can still hear the sound of the man in the shower, with a good voice, whether it is singing, crying or looming forbearance, it is very pleasant.

Until the winter vacation of the third year of high school, when he came back from the closed cram school, he found that the man had completely disappeared.He chased away the man for 10 years and really left.

The person who came out of Dad's room was not him, but another starlet in his early 20s with exquisite facial features.He was still wearing the silk pajamas the man had left behind.

The boy was furious, completely angry.He stripped off the pajamas and dragged the unknown man out of the house until his father stopped him with the driver.It was the first time he did something to his father, and he felt that this family was crazy, no one could drive that man away and replace him, the only person who could let him go should be himself.No one has the right to let him go.

He ran out frantically with his schoolbag full of mock test papers, searched all over the city, and for the first time, he called and sent a wechat to a man.In the past, the city was full of posters of men, but now everyone in the city has forgotten about him.

Finally the man answered his call and told the boy that he was packing his luggage in the rented house and was going back to his hometown.The boy rushed there by car, the rental house was not closed, and the man sat on the suitcase amidst the chaos, humming softly, as if he was recalling the short time when he had a glorious past.

"Why are you here?" The man suddenly turned around and found the boy in school uniform.

Still clutching the torn silk pajamas in his hands, the young man walked in angrily, and wept on the man's shoulder as if breaking his neck. "I thought you didn't want me..."

2.

The man was a little apprehensive, after all, the boy had been swearing at him all the time.But such a big child cried on his body, and he couldn't push it away.If time is not careful, the boy will grow up so big.But his appearance didn't follow his father's, except for his frown when he was angry.

The boy cried for a long time until his nose was stuffy. While crying, he tore the silk pajamas to pieces, venting his infinite strength on it.Then he took the man by the hand and led him out, using his own card to rent him an expensive apartment, which was near the school.

During the day he attends classes, and at noon he goes to the man's house for dinner, watching the man wear an apron and cook chicken soup.He used the reason that he had no one to take care of him before the college entrance examination, and secretly climbed onto the man's bed when he was taking a nap. If the man couldn't push him off, he pretended to be asleep.When the man fell asleep, he opened his eyes again, peeking at the thin tail line at the corner of the man's eye, and the Adam's apple that slipped unintentionally in his sleep.Peeking at the ankle that the man can hold with one hand, I remembered that my father had held it and pulled it high.

In the past 10 years, the man has really changed from when he first moved into the house. At that time, he was not so thin and his skin was not so pale.There was also a halo, and now those lights are all gone.

So the boy came every day, deliberately reading difficult science subjects to the man, and frowning when the man couldn't do it.Then he solved the problem smoothly by himself, and listened to the man praise him for his cleverness.He deliberately came back wearing a ostentatious limited-edition basketball uniform, showing off his growing young body, and sent the video of the basketball game to the man to watch him score a three-pointer at the last minute, with high spirits and publicity.

He got into a fight at school because someone asked him with nasty swear words if the bed crawler at home had been kicked out. Obviously this was said by the boy himself before, but he couldn't hear it now.

He also bought a lot of beautiful clothes and exquisite leather shoes for the men, each set was as grand as attending an award ceremony, and all kinds of clothing materials.Among them was a suede navy blue suit with glitter, exactly the same as the night the man won the most popular song award at the age of 22.It was the young man who spent money and asked someone to order it according to the photos on the Internet.

It was difficult, because the man's former glory was short-lived, and his father took it for himself before leaving any traces.He paid a high price to collect a lot of vinyl discs, and gave them to the man one by one, watching his black eyes light up for a moment.He also intentionally or unintentionally said that his father was old and he could grow taller.

The man just smiled and asked him if he would like soup or claypot rice at night.

Weeds gradually grew in the boy's heart, from one meal to several meals, and he wanted to stay with the man overnight, but the man refused to let him, as if he understood his unbearable thoughts, and said that he would leave after the college entrance examination.

The young man was so angry that he forced him to say that if you leave, I will not take the college entrance examination.

The man was taken aback and said he was too childish.

The teenager doesn't like the word childish. He's been a child for too long and wants to be a grown-up.Every night when he went home, he confronted his father, quarreled and vented his anger.He changed the furniture and gave his father no chance of reminiscing except for the shredded silk pajamas that he hid under the mattress.

My father changed lovers again, many of them within half a year, but each of them seemed dissatisfied. He even lost his temper with the nanny at home, saying that the cooking was too unpalatable.

idiot.Cursing in his heart, the young man secretly ate the supper prepared by the man for him, watching his father being irritable and impotently furious at home.

3.

Father has been looking for a man recently, and the teenager knows that the old bastard wants a man back.

He heard his father calling in the house, but it was obvious that there was no answer there. He also heard his father violently smashing an antique vase, smashing his mobile phone against the glass, and pacing around while cursing.

The college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, and the teenager is going to bed later and later. He uses self-abuse efforts to exchange for a little grade. With a ten-point improvement, it is obvious that as long as he performs normally, he can be admitted to the ideal university, but he is still not satisfied.He is not satisfied, he wants to fight, but he doesn't know what to fight for.

One day when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a man's voice. He immediately sat up straight, his hands clenched and trembling, thinking that the man had returned to this home again.He opened the door and rushed out to look for it, but the house was completely dark and no one came back.

The man's voice came from the father's room.It was painful but also very pleasant, that good voice was hoarse and still calling out, the boy had heard men sing, and the pronunciation was clear and full, definitely not like this.

The groans in the father's room could not even utter a word, it was crying.

The boy was the first to react and went to the kitchen to get a knife.But when he reached the door of his father's bedroom, he flinched, not daring to open the door, for fear that the man would return to this cage after saying good night to him a few hours ago and go to bed early.

He only dared to push the door open a crack.

There is only my father in the room, but there are two on the TV.

It's a video my father once recorded.

The young man was stunned. After realizing the reaction, he turned around quickly, put the knife back, and went back to the room to find the broken pajamas.

Fortunately, he didn't come back, and he won't come back again.

It was the man who reminded me of the upcoming birthday.Teenagers seldom celebrate birthdays, for fear that they will think of their mother's face on this day.The birthday date coincides with the end of the Yimo exam. The boy talked about who was in love with who was nervous about his studies for a while, and inadvertently emphasized that he loves pineapple and chocolate the most.

It's just that he followed the man's ass and emphasized too many times. He didn't stop until he saw the man bought two pineapples from the supermarket, and stopped making noise.

The man still prepares lunch and dinner every day and waits for him to finish class. He seems to have gained a little weight, the deep depressions on his cheeks are less obvious, and his skin is still as white as he hasn't been exposed to the sun for a long time.He doesn't wear perfume, and the boy has never smelled his fragrance. The two of them occasionally sit together and watch TV, but when they browse to the entertainment station, the boy will quickly jump over.

The small fresh meat is in full bloom, and the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the vigorous faces are covered with collagen of young people.The man didn't care, and asked calmly: "Why did you jump off the stage, don't you like watching it?"

The high school boy in school uniform changed his awkward posture, stared at the man's Adam's apple, studied how those nice or indescribable voices came from this good voice, and then proudly told the man.

"I don't like it, the little fresh meat is too tender."

But these little fresh meats are smarter than men, and a few familiar faces who often come to the house have obtained resources from their fathers. The teenagers don't understand why men are so stupid, even if he blows his father's pillow for a few years, It's not even possible to mix it up like this.He has become completely out of touch with the world.

"After the exam tomorrow, come to celebrate your birthday?" The man peeled a longan for the boy with the hand that used to hold the golden microphone, "I can make cakes."

The young man picked at the thin calluses of his fingers and pen, of course he knew that he could make a cake. In the past, for his father's birthday, men would make one by themselves.He wanted to say that if he didn't come, it's just an idiot's birthday, but he was ecstatic and felt the power of the wind beside his pillow.

"Come."

4.

Before Yimo's last subject was closed, the boy lost his mind.Folding the corner of the answer sheet, I calculated the time to go upstairs to celebrate my birthday.

I went after the exam, looking anxious, as if I couldn't bear it.He was afraid that the dishes would be cold again if he waited a while to go again.

He found the series that the man had participated in before, cut them into short videos by the man's former fans, and cut them out one by one.The man's face is very photogenic, but it is not perfect. There are a little edges and corners, which perfectly neutralizes his delicacy.

It's just a good-looking, man's face, without the charm of a woman.

Teenagers can often hear men singing, their voices are deep and stable, even when they sing at the highest pitch, they are not soft, and they don't use any breath-changing and crying voices to slip past.

He just has very solid singing skills, a very honest singing style, and he doesn't even know how to be lazy, all relying on his voice.The teenager doesn't like to sing, and he doesn't like to sing, because he is out of tune, but he likes to be bad and sing along with men.

One sentence from him, one sentence from him, forcing the man to sing the part of the lyrics about love and obsession.The man seemed to be shying away from singing duets, so he just stared at him. If the man smiled and said he was about to run away, he would block the kitchen door, as if to prove some stupid idea, and stubbornly watched him finish singing.

He just wanted to watch him finish singing, listen to him swallow the last note back, and watch his erratic eyes when he sang words such as love, miss, longing, not forgetting, etc.

That look made people want to catch it, but felt unable to catch it, too light and too heavy.

The winding bell rang, and the boy flew out with his schoolbag, bumping into the boy at the same table and not paying attention.I regretted riding downstairs to the man's residence, and rode around the neighborhood a few more times.While waiting for the elevator, I didn't think it was coming yet, so I climbed up to the 9th floor in one breath.

The door was unlocked, he opened it and went in, the man was still busy in the kitchen, let him sit first.

It was still early, the boy rumpled his messy hair, sat on a chair and waited for his cake.The man showed his head from the kitchen and asked him to wash his hands first. The boy muttered that you have a lot to do, so he went to wash his hands.

When I came back, there was an extra cake on the table, and it could be seen that it was made at home, because it was really not very good.There are no fancy cream flowers, and there are no words "Happy Birthday", just an ordinary cake with a layer of white cream.

It's so simple...it's the same as the one served every year on my father's birthday.It was exactly the same, the boy turned it 360 degrees and observed it back and forth, trying to find the slightest difference, but there was nothing.

So he lifted the cake, slammed the door and ran out.No, what is there to celebrate on a birthday, isn't it just a year older?Even if you don't celebrate, people will grow up.

He hated him so much, hated that he and his father had half the same genes, and that his father was so mad at his mother that he even brought a beautiful and honest man into his life.

Hate what the man gave him, and what he gave the old bastard, no different.

But in the end he still had nowhere to go, and every year on his birthday, he didn't like to go home.He would even hate the woman who gave birth to him a little bit, complaining that she ended her life by herself for an unworthy idiot.

Hate her for abandoning herself in order to love her father.

He lifted the cake and ran out, the boy didn't remember whether the table was upside down or not.He didn't go upstairs until 11 o'clock in the evening, hesitating in front of the door, not knowing how to knock on the door.

As a result, when he pushed, the door didn't close, leaving a gap for him.

The boy tiptoed in, the living room was not turned on, and the cake that fell on the floor was not cleaned up, as if telling him that the man who made this cake also had a temper.

Little Shouxing, who had never done housework, touched the broom, squatted down to wipe the floor, and suddenly found that the cake embryos on the floor were dark in color.He turned on the light, and the white cream was covered with dark, chocolate embryos, with layers of pineapple sandwiched between them.

The young man picked up the plate and went to knock on the man's bedroom. There was no sound in the room. He went in and saw that the man was already asleep. skim.He is so stupid, he doesn't know how to blow the pillow, doesn't know how to make a better cake, and doesn't know how to call himself to come back.

Hearing footsteps, the man opened his eyes and saw a big black figure squatting beside his bed, like a dog, eating from a snow-white porcelain plate.

"Why are you back?" The man always asked this way, as if the boy must have a reason to find him.There is an insurmountable rift between them without valid reason.

"Annoying." The boy turned his face away.

"What's bothering you?" the man asked.

The boy gave up on himself. "I wanted to ask you out, but I was afraid that you didn't want to upset me so I agreed, and I was afraid that you wouldn't agree."

5.

The man didn't respond at the moment, but seemed to have touched a fire source, scaring him back half a step.He tilted his face, giving the young man the feeling that he shouldn't have said the words just now, and he blurted out, blocking the way for the two of them.

If he didn't answer, the boy wouldn't get up, and even finished eating the cake. He was going to die on this back road, not letting the man retreat.

It took a few seconds for the man to utter three words. "outrageous."

It's over, the wildfire in the young man's heart is like burning an old house, and it is out of control.He hated that men gave him the same things as he gave to the old bastard, but he hoped that men would give him the same answers as he gave his father, and it was best to say yes to everything.

It's best to just promise everything to yourself.

In the past ten years, the teenager has never heard him say no to his father.

In the end, when it came to me, it was outrageous.

He asked the man why he was so disrespectful, but the man couldn't tell, his whole body was like broken glass, sharp, cold and brittle, but he couldn't hide the fact that he had been broken by someone.

"That idiot can treat you whatever you want, why can't I ask you out!" the boy asked, and regretted it after asking.His habitual wounding is a sharp knife, whoever steps on it will bleed.

The man didn't speak, as if he didn't even respond.The boy suddenly realized that he might not be unresponsive, but that he had been stabbed by himself.

But when he ignored him, the boy felt that he was an idiot orphan thrown into outer space.Eager to escape this destructive isolation, he asked the man if he could stay for the night.

The man shook his head, smiled and told him to go back, saying that you have a home.

Home?The boy finally left with his schoolbag, afraid that he would force himself to stay, so he isolated himself all night.On the way home, the teenager only remembered the pajamas on the man. He didn't wear silk, but a pure cotton one.

Back home, a woman's voice came from the second floor, and my father brought someone back again.The old bastard's career was in full swing, he probably had to wait in line to get a number when he climbed into his bed, the boy walked up the stairs, just when the woman went downstairs to the kitchen, no one ignored the other's existence when she was wrong, she thought he should get used to it, he Also really used to it.

He saw that her hands were all red, and her skin was red from being hurt.He just remembered that men's hands were so red before, and he thought it was from washing the dishes.

The teenager suddenly remembered that the man said in an interview at the age of 22 that he liked music since he was a child and could play the piano.

But since the man came to this house, the piano on the first floor has never sounded.

In the afternoon of the second day, the boy skipped class and went to the most luxurious shopping mall in the city by bike. There were not many people shopping in the shopping mall at this time, most of them were ladies. He was a high school student in a school uniform walking among the luxury brand stores. The room is out of place.

He didn't know what to buy, so he just watched, specially looking for men who brought girlfriends or wives, followed them, and learned which counter to pay.They went to the skin care counter, and he went too, with his hands in his pockets, his schoolbag on his back, and his white earphones stuffed in. The earphone cables were looped around the collar of his school uniform.

Maybe it's because of this face and clothes that he can't afford it. No cabinet lady came up to ask him, and the boy didn't care. Finally, he picked a bottle of hand cream worth several thousand yuan.The cabinet sister finally came over and asked him if he needed to buy some more skin care products. This brand focuses on anti-aging essence.

The young man took a look. A set of skin care products cost tens of thousands of yuan, which is not expensive.But he didn't want it, for fear that the man would think that he gave him this because he thought he had wrinkles at the end of his eyes.

I picked another bottle of perfume that was said to be a mature man's base note, and kept it for myself.

After paying the bill, the boy took the receipt to pick up the goods, and the counter lady asked him if he wanted a gift bag.The boy wanted to say no, but nodded cautiously: "Yes."

"Does it need to be wrapped as a gift?"

"Whatever you want." The boy twisted the headphone cable, "Don't be too grand."

"Ok."

"But don't make it difficult for people to see." The boy asked.

"Okay, what else do you need?"

"Wrap it nicely. It's best if you can tell it's a gift at a glance, but you can't tell that I really want to give it."

The cabinet sister frowned and chose a piece of gold foil wrapping paper with a thin silver ribbon tied with a bow.