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"Long time no see, Miao Miao."

As the female voice approached, Yang Fengyu raised his head to see who was coming.

It's none other than Qin Fangcong's own mother, Zheng Mei.After so many years, Zheng Mei hasn't changed much, she is still as gentle and gentle as ever, with a smile on her face.

"Hello, Auntie! How are you doing recently?" Yang Fengyu patted his buttocks and stood up. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Fangcong rubbing the dog's head skillfully. His movements were familiar.

"It's good," Zheng Mei said, and came to pull him, "Go in and chat, the time flies so fast, I remember you are still a little kid, and you have grown into such a handsome boy."

Yang Fengyu scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and glanced at Qin Fangcong as if asking for help.

The latter held the dog and yelled, "Mom, he has a thin skin."

Qin Fangcong said this many times, but it was weird to say it in front of Zheng Mei, Yang Fengyu gave him a look, "Thank you, auntie."

The room of the two is on the second floor of the villa, facing each other across a corridor.

As soon as Yang Fengyu put away his luggage, he thought it was useless to have sex these days, when the door was knocked, Qin Fangcong's voice sounded outside: "Miao Miao, come out for a walk with the dog."

"Oh!"

Yang Fengyu patted his face and opened the door.

Ranamy is an adult Samoyed, well-raised, fat and hopeful, and has a cheerful and lively personality, which can be seen from the fact that Yang Fengyu was thrown down by him when he came in.

Yang Fengyu had never had a dog before. When Qin Fangcong pulled the dog leash, Ranamy sat obediently, facing Yang Fengyu, grinning and sticking out his tongue, as if laughing.

Yang Fengyu leaned over, wanting to imitate Qin Fangcong's way of stroking the dog, but he was a little afraid, so he stretched out and then retracted.

"Touch it," Qin Fangcong said, "it likes you very much."

"Really?" Yang Fengyu had an inexplicable trust in Qin Fangcong. After hearing this, his palm fell slightly, but he didn't know what to do next.

Just as I was about to ask, a big warm hand suddenly covered the top of my head, and I rubbed it gently.

Yang Fengyu was taken aback, and looked up at Qin Fangcong, who withdrew his hand as usual, then raised his chin at him, "That's it."

Yang Fengyu made a face at him, his face wrinkled into a ball, "You! Treat me like a dog!"

Just as he was talking, Ranamy suddenly let out an "Aw".

Qin Fangcong laughed out loud, "Let you touch him."

"It's useless to learn," Yang Fengyu let go of rubbing, "Fortunately, I and it have a lot of hair, otherwise you will be bald sooner or later."

"Touching you is gentler than touching it." Qin Fangcong said.

Yang Fengyu always felt that something was weird, especially when he met Ranamy's eyes, Qin Fangcong's reaction was also weird.

"Hey! You don't really think of me as a dog, do you?"

As soon as Yang Fengyu stood up straight, Qin Fangcong leaned over and kissed him.

Yang Fengyu was startled, and quickly covered his mouth and looked around, "Aren't you afraid of being seen by Aunt Meimei?"

Qin Fangcong moved his hand away and kissed him again, "Don't be afraid, she knows."

"what??"

Yang Fengyu was completely dumbfounded, and at the same time the dog caught in the middle was not happy anymore, and raised its head and barked at them.

Although the current social tolerance has improved a lot, it is still not legal in China after all!

Qin Fangcong seemed to know what Yang Fengyu was thinking, and continued without changing his face: "It is legal abroad, and they are very open-minded."

Now the pressure came to Yang Fengyu, especially Yang Wei.

Faced with his chasing his dream, Yang Wei was so opposed, let alone he and Qin Fangcong were together.

"Don't worry," Qin Fangcong squeezed Yang Fengyu's neck, "You're still young, don't rush to tell them."

Yang Fengyu shook his head: "Yang Wei can't manage his marriage well, so there is no reason to interfere with me, right?"

In Yang Wei's eyes, things that are destined to fail have now seen the dawn of success, which shows that what he said is not necessarily true, including career and love.

"Don't feel pressured," Qin Fangcong said.

"I didn't," Yang Fengyu stood on tiptoe and kissed, "I just have confidence in me and us."

At noon, Zheng Mei cooks in person. During the dinner, they talked about their childhood. Zheng Mei couldn't help feeling: "So people who are destined to meet each other are destined to meet again. It's been almost ten years."

Yang Fengyu smiled at her, "I also think it's amazing."

"Oh, by the way, Miaomiao, I was watching your show, and your performance is really great!"

Yang Fengyu was taken aback for a moment, then remembered the song "Private Romance", and couldn't help but glance at Qin Fangcong, his face was still calm.

""Private Romance" was written for him, right?" Zheng Mei showed a mysterious smile on his face, "This child refuses to tell me, when did you establish a relationship? When are you going to get the certificate? If it is inconvenient in China, you can come Overseas, I can contact you to prepare for the wedding, do you like the beach or the grass? Or the church?"

This series made Yang Fengyu stupid, and stared at her blankly.

"Mom," Qin Fangcong frowned slightly, showing helplessness, "he's still young."

"You're a real kid! Mom, why don't you care about emotional issues?" Zheng Mei rolled her eyes elegantly at him, then looked at Yang Fengyu with a smile, "Miao Miao, if he bullies you, remember to tell auntie."

Speaking of this, Yang Fengyu had something to say. As soon as he put down the chopsticks, he began to tell Zheng Mei the story of their reunion.

Qin Fangcong's expression was subtle, and he could only rely on feeding Yang Fengyu some food to gag him.

"This child," Zheng Mei said, "has been a dull gourd since he was a child. He didn't say anything directly. The older he grew up, the less he talked! Do you know that communication is very important, especially with your lover?"

This title is actually not a big deal, but Yang Fengyu was caught off guard when he heard it, and accidentally choked on it, and quickly covered his mouth and coughed.

Qin Fangcong patted him on the back, then sighed at Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei's life was more colorful than Yang Fengyu imagined. After eating, he changed his clothes and went out with Ranamy. He didn't even want to bring the two of them together. He just asked Qin Fangcong to play well with Yang Fengyu.

Qin Fangcong drove Yang Fengyu to his alma mater, which is a well-known music school in the whole country and even in the world.

Qin Fangcong made a phone call and spoke fluent English. Yang Fengyu barely understood it with the English skills left over from the college entrance examination—probably because Qin Fangcong asked if he could go to the class, and the other party reported a number.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Fangcong said to Yang Fengyu again: "My brother when I was a graduate student, he told me that there will be a pop music lecture in the afternoon, do you want to go and listen?"

Yang Fengyu said without hesitation, "Okay!"

The place where the class is held is an amphitheater, and only the front can be entered. When Yang Fengyu and Qin Fangcong entered, it was already half full. Two unfamiliar but superior Asian faces attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared.

Qin Fangcong acted as if he hadn't seen it, and led Yang Fengyu to the back row.

Obviously, Qin Fangcong's style is more for foreigners, especially because he is dressed very casually today, but he can't hide his figure at all, coupled with that cold but handsome face.

They had only sat down for less than 10 minutes, and three people had already come over to throw or ask for contact information.

At the same time, they would look at Yang Fengyu lovingly and say in unison: "Oh! He is your younger brother, he is so cute."

Qin Fangcong tried to tease Yang Fengyu with bad intentions, but he didn't refuse or ignore it, and only replied in English: "Yes, very cute."

Out of politeness, Yang Fengyu also returned a kind smile, and at the same time beat Qin Fangcong's thigh under the table, but he caught him again and interlocked his fingers.

The little firecracker went silent before it was lit.

When the fourth boy came up to strike up a conversation and once again praised "Your brother is very cute", Yang Fengyu finally couldn't help it, grabbed Qin Fangcong's hand and slapped it on the table, and said angrily word by word: "I am my boyfriend!"

The other people who were watching and eager to try it suddenly looked back, this person also shrugged, said a word of regret indifferently, and returned to his seat.

After everyone left, Yang Fengyu shook off Qin Fangcong's hand and turned his head to ignore him.

"Angry?" Qin Fangcong poked his face, "I'm just kidding you."

Yang Fengyu patted his hand away and snorted softly, "If I hadn't had enough confidence in myself and you, or you would have just waited for the backyard to catch fire!"

As he spoke, he glanced at those people again.

"Aren't you the only one in my backyard?" Qin Fangcong approached and asked, "I'm burning with jealousy, Miaomiao."

"you……!"

Yang Fengyu wanted to beat him again, but Qin Fangcong clenched his fist, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you."

"Humph!"

After the lecture officially started, the two stopped fighting.Yang Fengyu's English score is good, but it is still a bit difficult to keep up with it. Qin Fangcong will translate for him in a low voice when he doesn't understand.

But Yang Fengyu listened very carefully, and after getting familiar with the words, he could gradually guess the specific meaning, and a few hours passed in no time.

"It would be great if I could really receive an offer," Yang Fengyu sighed, "The atmosphere is really good."

Yang Fengyu once even thought about going back to high school to take the art test, but if he did so, he would probably be beaten to death by Yang Wei.

"Well, the premise is that you still have to take the IELTS test. After you go back, study English hard. The higher the score, the better."

Yang Fengyu curled his lips, "What about the music?"

"Don't worry, I'll check it out for you."

At night, the two ate honestly, washed honestly, returned to different rooms honestly, and said good night across the corridor before closing the door.

Qin Fangcong explained that he would take him to see the sea tomorrow, and booked a room with a sea view. There was a tavern with a great atmosphere, and Yang Fengyu could write songs there.

But after lying down, Yang Fengyu couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

First taste of love. Things are in the period of passionate love again, Yang Fengyu can't wait to stick to Qin Fangcong for 24 hours, and can't fall asleep even after tossing and turning.

Yang Fengyu opened the curtains and saw that the light in the living room seemed to have gone out.

So he opened the door lightly, and just as he was about to go out, he bumped into something in the dark.

Startled, Yang Fengyu turned on the headlights and saw Qin Fangcong in pajamas.

"You can't sleep either?" Yang Fengyu asked, stepping back to let him in.

"Ah."

Yang Fengyu wanted to say something else, but Qin Fangcong continued, "This is my room."

Yang Fengyu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little funny, "Why do you still recognize the bed!"

Qin Fangcong didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Yang Fengyu was a little bit disappointed, so it wasn't because he missed him.

"Then...then I will switch with you?" Yang Fengyu asked tentatively, "Will you be able to sleep if I switch?"

Qin Fangcong shook his head, turned off the headlights, and lay down with Yang Fengyu in his arms, "I don't recognize a bed, I recognize a person."