canine boyfriend

It was already dark, and the man was cutting onions, ginger, and garlic in the kitchen. The old man was making braised tenderloin, and he helped.

"Little teacher, the song you sang just now is really nice." The boy's grandmother was in charge of cooking tonight, recalling the melody just now, "It seems... I seem to have heard it before."

The man lowered his head and washed his hands. The song he hummed just now was his famous song. "Some songs... have the same melody. If you like to listen to it, I'll sing a few more."

"No, the melody is similar but not the same. I must have heard it. Regardless of my age, my ears are very good." The grandma replied with a smile. When she thought of her grandson coming back for dinner, her mental state became several years younger. , "Music is something that accompanies my whole life. I may remember many things wrong. For example, my old man often forgets where he put his high blood pressure medicine, but he can remember the tune of the song. My family used to be in music, and my mother loves it. Singing, I love it too, and my daughter loves it too...it won't work with my grandson, that child...why can't even find the fifth tone?"

"He's really not suitable for singing." The man wanted to laugh when he recalled the boy's singing voice, like a magic voice piercing his ears, "But it's not that he's not all in tune, he can sing a few lines occasionally."

"You are his teacher, so of course you prefer him. I can't tell what he sings?" Grandma sighed. ... We can't have another one in our family..."

The man listened quietly, listening to the old man nagging, without mentioning a word about that person, but the man vaguely felt that there was a shadow of a young mother in her topic.Such a pure and art-loving woman will naturally be unable to get out of a love liar.Even myself, recalling those years of being manipulated by emotions is like falling into an ice cave.

"By the way, little teacher, tell me quietly." Grandma's tone changed, she was very curious, and her eyes were also squinting, "Is there any female classmate my grandson likes in school?"

"Huh?" The rag fell from the man's hand.

"There must be a girl he likes at his age." Grandma said confidently, "If you know, you must remind him more, don't always bully others when chasing girls, and write love letters, the handwriting must be beautiful. You see His temper is difficult to get along with...Which girl will fall in love with him in the future."

The man picked up the rag again, embarrassed to look up.I just fell in love with him.

"No one has cared for the child since he was a child, and he doesn't know whether his father treats him well, so he has a bad temper and doesn't speak well." The old man said slowly, "He doesn't complain to us, and he doesn't tell us how we have lived these years. Yes, I'm afraid there is no one to take care of him... Hey, didn't he send a message just now, saying he will be there soon?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll go pick him up right away. It's getting dark outside. It would be terrible if I run into bad guys." The man suddenly remembered this incident, washed his hands quickly, changed his shoes and went downstairs.The community was surprisingly quiet, only two people walking their dogs in the distance. He hurried towards the gate, and vaguely saw a familiar figure.

School uniform, tall, with newly grown shoulders, not a mature face.

He called the boy by his name, and the figure stopped, and then he approached him, and the more he walked, the more he could see that his posture was wrong.

"What are you doing?" The man started running, approaching the limping figure, his identity gradually changed from boyfriend to parent, and his tone changed, "You are not coming home so late? Do you know?" How worried are the family members?"

In fact, the boy had been admitted to the hospital a long time ago, and he had been wandering downstairs, not daring to go up. "I……"

"You won't fight with someone again, right?" The man is most worried about this, "There are everyone in society, if you break it..."

"I didn't fight." The boy's head was deeply lowered, he didn't dare to look at the opposite side, he didn't dare to go back, he originally wanted to repair the trophy as a surprise for his sweetheart, but now the surprise turned into a huge shock, and he didn't recover at all.So he didn't dare to go upstairs, and was thinking about how to explain this problem, the man went downstairs to pick him up.

"Then what are you doing? Go upstairs to eat, are you hungry?" The man didn't see what was in his hand, only knew that he was limping badly, "Where is the injury? Does it hurt?"

"I fell down and it didn't hurt, and the small injury didn't hurt at all." The boy said, ignoring the scratches on his right calf and right arm, the densely packed small cuts were connected together, and little drops of blood leaked out, "Then What... I have something for you."

Just as the man was about to pull him away, he turned around again. "what's for me?"

"Here you...this." The boy stood upright, like a primary school student handing in his homework, and handed over the thing in his hand, "I'm sorry, I can't fix it."

The man looked at the object in his hand and recognized in surprise that it was his trophy.What was it like?It seemed that I was about to forget, and I fell so badly that I couldn't stand up again.He stood there dumbfounded, looking at the trophy and then at the boy, as if he didn't quite understand.

"I went to fix it, but they said it was too bad to fix, so I had to make it like this." The boy said carefully, and handed the trophy forward, "I almost broke it just now, I'm sorry. "

The man leaned forward and stretched his hands forward to touch the repaired base.Obviously this is his own thing, but it seems like a lifetime away.He bumped into it and went to look at the boy immediately. The yard was so quiet that he could hear the boy's breathing with his head drooping, and every word he said sorry to him.

He thought he had gotten into trouble and didn't dare to go upstairs, but he didn't know that he had prepared a meal waiting for him to go home.

"Where did it fall?" The man took the trophy, feeling upset and sad.The young man was used to being fierce all the time, but he suddenly softened so much that he was powerless to fight back.

"It didn't fall. I caught it just now. It's awesome." The boy then started to look up at him, sneaking a look, "Aren't you angry?"

"It's all broken, just keep it as a souvenir in the future." The man held the trophy in his hand, and pulled the boy's arm with the other hand. He knew which was more important, "If it breaks, it will break. Wouldn’t it be enough to win a new one and come back?”

The young man was afraid that he would be sad at first, so he felt emotional. Hearing what he said, he knew that he was thinking too much, so the wound started to hurt, his stomach started to feel hungry, and his head stopped drooping. On the elevator.

As soon as they entered the room, grandma and grandpa were stunned at the same time. "Is this...is this a fight at school?"

"No, I never fight." The boy had a man backing him up, and Niu Honghong's energy came up again, as if the person who was circling downstairs just now was not himself, "Unless I can't help it, for example, my deskmate He keeps calling me."

"He's very good at school." The man had to help hide it. The repaired trophy was placed at the door, and he didn't dare to take it in.

The atmosphere of the meal was not bad, the boy talked nonchalantly and didn't give grandpa any face.The food on the table was cleaned up again, and the boy finally filled an extra bowl of rice for the CD-ROM operation.After dinner, they watched TV with the old man for a while, and it happened that the TV channel was fixed to a program, which was the singing competition that was about to kick off.

The competition has not yet started, but the advertisement has already started, and the national response is enthusiastic.The boy quickly changed the channel, for fear that his grandpa and grandma would accidentally click in and discover the man's true identity.

Early the next morning, both of them woke up at dawn at the same time.The program team asked them to arrive before noon, the teenagers were responsible for carrying the suitcases, and the men packed lightly.All the necessary costumes were brought, it was still the recording and broadcasting compound, and it was still the same person who led them in. They walked through the long corridor, staff kept saying hello, and artists from other shows passed by.

This time, the boy was no longer sad, because he knew that the man was about to become a member of the entertainers, no longer an ordinary generation.

It was still the same big dressing room, and when he entered again, what caught the boy's eyes was almost the same as last time, and they were all contestants who were so beautiful that people couldn't keep up.It's just that today is not a rehearsal, the costumes are in place, the makeup is in place, and some of them even brought a specially invited makeup artist to put on their clothes.

Everyone holds a mask in their hands, which is the most important prop for their debut. If the judges and mentors feel that the singing skills are qualified and passable, the lights will be turned on, and the artists will have the opportunity to take off the mask.

In the end, it was so hard to die, the boy saw a face that he didn't want to see again. "Fuck, why is he here again?"

The man was sitting and resting while waiting for his make-up. After listening, he looked up and saw the boy's father sitting in the innermost office, smoking and chatting with the program crew.

"Come on." He looked away again, not wanting to look there, "Let him listen to my singing."

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Big star: The blue bar is in place, and the mage is ready to sing and open.