out of plain sight

Pushing Ling Jian down, he raised his leg and straddled his lap to kiss him.Ling Jian smelled the bath liquid on his body and was quite ashamed: "I got off work late today, so I rushed over here before I had time to take a shower."

"It's okay." Chen Shuwei tore off his belt, moved upwards to press his bulging part with his buttocks, unbuttoned his shirt while swaying his waist, grabbed his front and leaned back to pull him up, shaking his head and talking, " Really handsome."

The two gnawed together again, Ling Jian took off his coat and threw it aside, turned over and pushed Chen Shuwei back on the bed.

"Fuck!" Chen Shuwei's face suddenly twisted, and he took out a box from under his body, "What the hell!"

Ling Jian grabbed it: "It's nothing."

Chen Shuwei even had strong fingers, and he snatched it back with a twist of his wrist. When he opened it, it was a women's diamond ring.

"Your uncle!" He raised his head and slammed forward, hitting Ling Jian until his eyes were shining with stars, he stood up and overturned him, threw down a sentence of "scum", opened the door and left.

"Shuwei!" Ling Jian ignored his belt and ran out, grabbing his arm, "Listen to my explanation."

"Get out!" Chen Shuwei struggled, and staggered the tall and burly Ling Jian, "Get out as far as you can!"

Ling Jian didn't let go: "I was raped by my mother..."

"Your mother forced me!" Chen Shuwei raised his arm and punched him, "Get out!"

He grew up fighting and fighting since he was a child, and Ling Jian's front teeth were a little loose after this angry punch.Ling Jian instinctively covered his face, and as soon as he let go of his hands, Chen Shuwei disappeared without a trace.

Chen Shu was so angry that he broke out in sweat, he ran rampant all the way and bumped people's shoulders repeatedly, trying to find a unconvinced unlucky guy to fight with to vent his anger.He has never regarded himself as an upright gentleman, but Ling Jian even ran out to mess with a woman when he proposed to a woman, which is simply challenging his bottom line. If he didn't feel ashamed to fight in the old place, he would beat this scumbag One and a half disabled.

The mobile phone in his pocket kept making noises, Chen Shuwei took it out and pressed it, Ling Jian called again, he pressed it again, and turned it off after several times of annoyance.

"Clothed beast!" Chen Shuwei yelled into the air, waving his fists, regardless of other people's eyes, "I'm really blind!"

04

Ling Jian stood downstairs in the "bar", moved several times but still stopped in place, folded his hands in his pockets and let out a breath.

He searched in various ways in the chat room for a few days, and found the legendary "bar".Although I haven't worked up the courage to go upstairs to find out, just looking at the few people who went in during the half hour I stopped, I knew I had come to the right place.

He really didn't expect the "pub" to be a residential house.

Maybe it was because of Chen Shuwei's beating up too hard, but Ling Jian still couldn't forget this stranger, and wanted to explain to him no matter what.In the past few days, as long as he was in front of his desk, he hung up the chat room. He didn't find the word "tree" in the screen name, and he didn't see anyone calling "big tree". If you want to go, just go to the famous "bar" to try your luck.

A decent piano sound came from behind the half-closed anti-theft door. Ling Jian opened the door with his index finger and stepped in sideways.

Five constant temperature wine cabinets are arranged side by side, and a simple counter is placed in front of it. Beside the counter is a wooden barrel filled with draft beer, plus a few sofas and cushions thrown all over the floor, which is the entire decoration of the bar.

Ling Jian looked around and could only describe it as shabby.

The guests didn't care, they gathered in groups of twos and threes to chat, either standing or sitting on the cushions, but no one visited the sofas.

As soon as Ling Jian entered the door, he attracted several eyes. One of them moved faster than others, and he went up to him and asked, "Alone?"

"Ah."

"It's your first time here." The man smiled, "I'm a persimmon."

Ling Jian was still looking for Chen Shuwei, and let out a "huh" casually.

"Find someone?"

Although he is a veteran of dating, Ling Jian doesn't want to blend into the gay community. If there is no Chen Shuwei here, he doesn't want to stay longer, so he smiled at Shizi: "I'm looking for Dashu."

He didn't expect Shi Zi to know Chen Shuwei, but the other party replied in a familiar tone: "He's not here."

Ling Jian hurriedly asked: "When will he come?"

Persimmon raised one eyebrow, and looked at his strong arm with covetousness: "He doesn't come here very often, unless someone new appears, he just comes to visit."

"Am I a newcomer?"

"Of course." Persimmon's eyes lined up with a smile, "You order something to drink first, I'll call him."

Persimmon called Chen Shuwei in front of Ling Jian, saying that he found a handsome guy today, he was worth appraising with his own eyes, come quickly.

"Thank you." Ling Jian ordered two glasses of wine and handed him one of them.

Persimmon was not polite to him, and said with a smile, "You are quite likable."

Even if Ling Jian was a little bit distracted, he could still feel that Persimmon's friendliness was very strange, and the few people who heard their conversation next to him all had expressions of gloating.

Chen Shuwei is famous in the circle not only because of his handsome face, nor because of his extravagant spending, but because he has a weird interest - counter pressure No. [-].

Chen Shuwei, who was born at [-], has a great desire to conquer Chun Yi, and often seduces them with Chun Zero's attitude, but when the arrow is on the string, there is a reversal.Firstly, he is glib, secondly, he has the means to tease people out of Zero, and thirdly, he is too strong, many Chunyi just half-pushed and half-played as zero for a while, some changed from now on, and one even ate Till now, I have never been one again.

Persimmon saw Ling Jian at the first glance and instinctively felt that he was Chunyi. When he entered the door, he hurriedly looked for Chen Shuwei. There were only two possibilities, either the back part had just been broken, or he was hooked and was about to be broken, no matter what A good show, he is naturally willing to contribute to the flames.

Chen Shuwei has been in a slump since the bad weather that day, and rejected all the offers that came to his door. He was feeling a little too abstinent when he received a call from Persimmon.The appearance of the freshman in the bar failed to arouse his sexual desire, but it aroused his curiosity. After thinking about it, he still couldn't miss it, so he drove straight to the bar at full speed.

It was just after eight o'clock in the evening, and there were already more customers.As soon as Chen Shuwei entered the door, he looked left and right. He didn't see any new faces for a while, so he pulled the persimmon and asked, "Where is the person?"

"It was still here just now."

Persimmon stretched his neck pretendingly and stood on tiptoe. Ling Jian, who was hiding in the crowd and waiting for an opportunity, approached Chen Shuwei: "Big tree."

Chen Shuwei twisted his eyebrows almost out of place: "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I don't have a girlfriend and I don't plan to get married," Ling Jian blocked his way, "The ring thing is a misunderstanding."

Chen Shuwei wanted to kick him into the air, but Persimmon pricked up his ears and leaned closer: "Ah? Ah? Dashu, you got into a fight with a pair?"

"Go away, I have nothing to do with him at all." Chen Shuwei pushed Persimmon's face away, and looked at Ling Jian with a ferocious expression, "What kind of diamond ring do you carry with you without a woman, for a bird?"

It would be easier if he could calm down and talk.Ling Jian took a deep breath: "I have a blind date who is the daughter of my mother's friend. She doesn't want to fall in love or get married now, but like me, the family pushes her into a big head, so we keep pretending to be friends, but my mother intensifies and buys it without authorization." The ring forced me to propose and get married."

He didn't even have a punctuation mark in this sentence, Chen Shuwei's lips rose higher and higher as he spoke faster and faster, and finally showed a standard hooligan look: "I believe whatever you say, Do you think I’m stupid? You carry a ring with you just to take it out, and you’re already thinking about getting married and want to drag me into the water.”

"I carry it with me in order to accidentally lose it, so let's fool around for a while."

Chen Shu let out a disdainful snort: "The first time we met, you went back to find the ring."

"I want to lose it by accident, not on purpose." Ling Jiandao, "If you find it's gone and don't go back to look for it, it's better to just throw it into the sea."

Chen Shuwei snorted again.

"You haven't reached my age and you don't know the pressure of my age." Ling Jian was wronged at first, and his good temper was worn away by his continuous ridicule. Laughing a hundred steps, not qualified to make irresponsible remarks."

"I'm really qualified." Chen Shu felt complacent, and raised his chin, "Let's see what else you have to say."

It was the first time Ling Jian saw a comrade who came out of the closet. He was suspicious at first, then ashamed, and then smiled wryly: "I have nothing to say. I will tell my mother about this girl tomorrow. The ring is very valuable, so I shouldn't say it." Throw it away."

Chen Shuwei watched him walk out of the bar, then turned to ask Persimmon, "Hey, do you think this person is worth dating?"

Persimmon looked at him coldly: "Since when did you get this good? Isn't it the most disgusting and melancholy type?"

"I'm disgusting and pretending to be depressed." Chen Shuwei patted him on the shoulder, "I'll do it."

Persimmon grabbed the enthusiastic Chen Shuwei: "You should wait until he really finished talking to his mother before doing it."

"Let's do it while he has this awareness." Chen Shuwei wiped off his hand, "Don't miss this opportunity, scumbags are still scumbags most of the time, maybe tomorrow they will recover."

"You are not a good bird either!"

Chen Shuwei pointed his middle finger with his back to Persimmon, and chased down the stairs in three steps in two.Ling Jian walked slowly, Chen Shuwei found his back in the crowd at a glance, and followed him step by step.

Ling Jian was wearing a dark green short-sleeved business shirt that day, and the well-proportioned waistline was wrapped in slightly pasted fabric, which made Chen Shuwei's palms itch.

"Ling Jian."

Ling Jian turned around, with the depression still on his face, and smiled at Chen Shu: "What advice do you have?"

"What did you call me last time?"

"...Shuwei?"

Chen Shuwei took a quick step to stand side by side with him, and lit a cigarette: "How did you find this place?"

"It's a cliché in the chat room." Ling Jian said, "I want to explain it clearly."

"Want to explain clearly or want to see me?"

Ling Jian is so old, and he has never seen such a cheeky person leading people to talk about love: "I want to explain clearly."

Chen Shu smiled slightly, bowed his head and smoked: "Since we've met each other, how about continuing the unfinished business?"

Ling Jian had just been reprimanded and despised by him, and was in a depressed mood, but the instigator handed out an olive branch, flattered and surprised: "Why?"

Chen Shu's smile disappeared, and his eyes narrowed as if choked by smoke: "Why are there so many?"

"But I didn't bring..."

"I brought it." Chen Shuwei patted his trouser pocket. He carried condoms 360 days a year, worthy of the title of "Wolf of Qingdao." "You really only came to me to explain clearly?"

Ling Jian deeply felt that the water in this river and lake had just reached his ankles, but Chen Shuwei had already sunk into it wearing a diving suit: "If you don't mind."

Chen Shu licked his lips slightly: "I don't dislike it."

The old place was a bit far from the "bar", and it was inconvenient to take a shower, so Ling Jian simply went to a nearby hotel and got a room.

He originally thought that according to Chen Shuwei's age and experience, he would be eye-opening and excited to be able to enter such a luxury hotel, but the habit on Chen Shuwei's face was not pretending, and it seemed that he was thankless and extraordinarily stupid.

"Shuwei." He wanted to ask Chen Shuwei's occupation, but it was against the rules, so he changed his words, "You take a shower first?"

"Of course." Chen Shuwei put on his slippers, went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Ling Jian was sitting on the bed, facing the frosted glass wall of the bathroom, Chen Shuwei's slender figure was reflected on it, the movement of taking off his coat and underwear could be seen clearly, even the swaying shadow between his crotch was blurred come out.Ling Jian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and lay down on his side, looking a little fascinated.

He was watching Chen Shuwei cleaning the key parts, when a mobile phone rang suddenly in the bathroom, Chen Shuwei's shadow disappeared from the frosted glass, followed by a sentence: "What?!"

He ran out of the bathroom before rinsing off the foam from his hair, hopping on one foot and putting on the socks of the other: "My son has an accident, I have to go back and have a look."

"Who?!"

"Godson, a kid in his teens." Chen Shuwei put on his shoes, "I'll make an appointment when I'm free."

Ling Jian stared dumbfounded at the air in front of him, and threw his back on the bed.

He suddenly remembered an allusion, which is called Dayu's control of the floods, and he never entered the house three times.

When Chen Shu rushed back to the orphanage in a hurry, the fight had already been suppressed by the old security guard, and several participants lined up in the corridor waiting to be dealt with.

Chen Shuwei went straight to Chen Moting who was the shortest, grabbed his chin and lifted it. Seeing that his left eye was swollen and his neck was red from being pinched, he grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the queue: "Who did it?!"

The three big ones hung their heads silently.

"The ones on the fourth floor ran down to beat the ones on the third floor. Who did you learn to bully the weak and fear the strong?!" Chen Shuwei slapped the head of the oldest child closest to him, "Try it with me!"

"..."

"Try! Try!" He slapped the tops of the remaining two people as well, and roared, "Show me someone to fart!"

He is usually smiling and doesn't have the attitude of a dormitory supervisor, and he is not a few years older than these high school students. The people on the fourth floor basically don't pay attention to him, but when he appeared on the stage today, his eyes were angry and he went crazy. Scared the three of them from speaking.

The eldest child in the lead glanced secretly at the helper beside him: "It was him first..."

"If he strikes first, you can fight back?!" Chen Shuwei lifted his collar to his eyes, but saw the child's eyes were black like a panda's, and the bridge of his nose was scratched. He was taken aback, let go and asked, "How do you messed with him?"

"...I said he is your little follower."

Chen Shuwei slapped himself on the forehead and wiped it off: "Okay, I understand, you three go back to sleep."

The older child looked at each other in blank dismay, then went upstairs with shrunken shoulders.

Chen Shuwei looked down at the top of Chen Moting's head, and dialed it: "Why don't you cry after being beaten?"

"Don't worry about it." Chen Moting touched his elbow and followed him into the single dormitory, and sat on a stool, "I'm not your follower."

"Of course you are not my follower, I am pestering you." Chen Shuwei took out the washbasin from under the bed, "You don't need to shout about this person on the fourth floor."

He came back with a basin of warm water, wet a towel and pulled Chen Moting's arm to wipe it clean, and then pulled his other arm: "You are really my ancestor."

"Why are you pestering me?"

Chen Shuwei, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at him, straightened his legs and continued to wipe the dust: "I feel that I can be a good father, but it's useless to have a son without a son, so I have to find a son to use."

The wound on Chen Moting's knee was rubbed by him, he shrank his legs and muttered: "Why am I so unlucky?"

"Admit your fate and you will."

Chen Shu lowered his head slightly to wash the towel, but he didn't see Chen Moting purse his mouth secretly, revealing a hidden smile.

05

Chen Shuwei leaned on the wall of the toilet cubicle with one hand, imagined the scenery of Ling Jian under him, and moved his avatar to urge his desire to reach its peak. "Hmm..." Relieving from the complicated pleasure, he clenched his teeth and suppressed his voice in his throat.

"dad."

Chen Shuwei lost his mind, hurriedly stepped on the water valve to wash away the traces of the crime, tore off a long piece of toilet paper to wipe off the residue on his hands, held his breath and asked outside the door: "What's the matter?"

"Someone in our dormitory snores."

Chen Shuwei rolled up the toilet paper and threw it into the trash can: "None of my business."

"I can't sleep."

"Go to my room and wait." Chen Shuwei tied up his pants, and saw a pair of slippers that did not move through the gap under the door, "Go."

He waited for Chen Moting to leave, flushed the water several times, walked out of the cubicle to wash his hands carefully, and ran to Chen Moting's dormitory door to listen to the snoring sound.He tiptoed back to the bachelor's dormitory again, Chen Moting had already wrapped himself in his blanket, and seemed to be asleep.

Chen Shuwei was only wearing a tank top and shorts, and at least he took out a corner of the blanket from under him to cover his stomach, and looked at the ceiling through the darkness with his arms on his pillow.

After the third failed attempt to go to bed, he unbelievely asked Ling Jian three more times, each time he was interrupted when he was about to kick the door, and every time he was soft like a sun-baked ice cream: one time was when his elder brother was drunk In order to scold him for being unfilial, one time was a temporary home visit by Chen Moting's head teacher, and another time was when his little ancestor took some wrong medicine and called to check the post, asking him where he was in the orphanage so late.

Chen Shuwei put his hands together in the dark, and sincerely worshiped all the gods in the sky: let me go, let me go, I just want to have sex with Ling Jian.

"dad."

"What?!"

He chased Chen Moting to call his son every day. At the beginning, Chen Moting resisted, but later he was tired or something. From being too lazy to correct him, he took the initiative to call him "Dad" instead of "Suguan". Chen Shuwei, who is only 24 years old, took it for granted. .

Chen Moting moved into the bed, leaning against the wall to make room for him, lying on his side facing him, spreading out more blankets to cover him: "I'll treat you to a movie."

Chen Shuwei also moved into the bed, lying on his back and giving him a sideways glance.Chen Moting's eyes reflected the moonlight, shining like cat's eyes. "Where did you get the money to buy movie tickets?"

"I've saved up all the pocket money you gave me." Chen Moting collected it again, and lowered his voice excitedly, "Qiao Zheng's new movie, his advertisements are all outside the cinema, very handsome."

"It's normal for me to be his fan, he's from my generation." Chen Shuwei said old-fashionedly, "It's wrong for you to like him."

"What's wrong?" Chen Moting was not convinced, "Don't think I don't understand film art."

"It's still artistic." Chen Shuwei closed his eyes, "If you can name ten characters that Ling Jian has played, I'll let you invite me."

"who?"

Chen Shu opened his eyes slightly, then frowned and closed them tightly: "Qiao Zheng, Qiao Zheng."

"Who is Ling Jian?" Chen Moting sat up cross-legged, folded his arms and asked, "You like new stars again?"

"No, my little ancestor." Chen Shuwei stretched out his arms and pushed him back on the bed, "I only love Qiao Zheng, really."

Afraid that Chen Moting would cause trouble when he was free, Chen Shuwei dragged him to watch DVDs on his laptop every day, but he didn't expect that he would follow him to fall in love with Qiao Zheng, imitating Qiao Zheng's classic shots with precision.The so-called familiarity with three hundred Tang poems means that even if you don't know how to compose poems, you can also recite them. Chen Moting's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Chen Moting was silent, Chen Shuwei thought he was asleep, and pulled up a blanket to cover his exposed shoulders.

"Someday you don't like Qiao Zheng anymore, just say it."

"And then, you killed me?"

Chen Moting snorted coldly: "Song Lengshu, Yu Niange, Jia Lei, Wu Dong..."

He mentioned ten Qiao Zheng's roles without stopping, and they were still in the chronological order of the works. Chen Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and rumpled his hair: "Okay, you."

Chen Moting grabbed his wrist and stuffed it back into the blanket but didn't let go: "Watch a movie with me."

"Okay~" Chen Shuwei dragged his voice and twisted his wrist to break free from his grasp, "Go to sleep."

Every time there is a crack in Chen Moting's guarded shell, the strange feeling in Chen Shuwei's heart will deepen: As a prodigal playboy, he has always been unwilling to take responsibility for anyone or anything, let alone lovers, even flowers and pets. It's a burden, but seeing Chen Moting showing a little bit of dependence on him, he didn't have the urge to turn around and run away, but wanted to make this stinky kid live a better life.

Good looks really take advantage.Chen Shuwei looked at Chen Moting's exquisite face through the hazy moonlight, and then proudly touched his own face, and then Ling Jian appeared in front of him.

In order to break the curse of not having sex with Ling Jian, he has not slept with anyone for more than a month, which is considered a miracle.

The dignified Wolf of Qingdao has never cared so much about a single person.

This must be a psychological trap.Chen Shuwei thought to himself, the less he gets, the more he cares.Calm down.

Fang Zhen basically didn't read the handouts in class, and became the most popular math teacher in his grade by virtue of his photographic memory and sense of humor that catered to younger students.At this time, he was gesticulating smartly while paying attention to every move in the audience, feeling that something was going to happen——Chen Moting was in a good mood recently, and his temper was much better, but not only was he late today, but he was also a little gloomy all over his body. will explode.

After being a primary school teacher for several years, Fang Zhen has already cultivated excellent eyesight. Qi Hui, who was sitting behind Chen Moting, twitched his eyelids, and Fang Zhen knew that this student who was not afraid of death was about to start his endless pranks again.After being beaten by Chen Moting a few times, he became a lot more honest, but as Chen Moting's endurance increased, this boy who didn't remember to eat and beat him returned to his true colors.

As soon as Fang Zhen wanted to call Qi Hui to answer questions to resolve the crisis, Chen Moting lifted the table and jumped at Qi Hui. Chen Moting looked thin, but he was very strong and had rich practical experience. Hui begged for mercy. If Fang Zhen hadn't stopped him in time, Qi Hui would definitely be full of tears.

In Chen Moting's eyes, it was as if Qi Hui was the only one. He was so focused on punching and kicking that he was dragged to the door, and he was still barking his teeth and claws in Qi Hui's direction.Fang Zhen ordered the class monitor to maintain the order of self-study, picked up Chen Moting by the waist and transported him to the office, put the landline in front of him: "Call your guardian."

"Do not hit."

"What's the matter with you?" Fang Zhen frowned, "Why do you dare to do something in class?"

Chen Moting grabbed Qi Hui's note from behind and slapped it on the table.

"He didn't do this once or twice, why did he react so strongly today?"

"Well," Chen Moting sneered, "today is an auspicious day."

Fang Zhen picked up the receiver angrily, but was snatched by Chen Moting and hung up: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I can admit my mistake to Qi Hui, you don't want to look for my dad."

"Your father?"

Chen Moting looked at him with critical eyes, and said firmly, "My dad. Chen Shuwei."

"I know." Fang Zhen has been the class teacher for so many years, so he still has the ability to adapt. "I'm going to call the infirmary to see if there is anyone. You can see you."

When he said "I know", Chen Moting's eyes lit up, and he looked down at himself.He was riding on Qi Hui just now, and his knees were worn out: "It's a small matter, you don't need to go to the infirmary, just wash it with water."

Fang Zhen grabbed him: "Why did you do it?"

Chen Moting sighed helplessly, as if he was making trouble for no reason: "I was chased by a dog on the way to school, and I'm in a bad mood... Teacher, don't you go back and continue teaching?"

Fang Zhen didn't believe his excuse at all: "Chen Moting, you have to believe the old man..."

"report!"

This strange male duck voice sounded like Qi Hui. He went to school late and had already entered the period of voice change. He was a head taller than Chen Moting, and smiled at Fang Zhen over Chen Moting's head: "Old Ban."

Fang Zhen was about to say some touching words but was interrupted by this kid, frowning impatiently: "get out of class is not over yet, what are you doing here?"

"I admit my mistake." Qi Hui squeezed in front of Chen Moting, scratched his head and bowed, "I put the note on Chen Moting's back first, not his fault, but mine."

"But I shouldn't hit you, at least not in class." Chen Moting said to his back, "One slap is too much."

Fang Zhen and Qi Hui were stunned for a moment, and looked at Chen Moting together.

Chen Moting bent his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, saying he was smiling, but the raised brows showed a sense of grievance and helplessness: "I will change it in the future, teacher, don't delay everyone's class because of me."

Fang Zhen complied with the school's arrangements. Since Chen Moting first entered elementary school, he has been the head teacher of this special child. He has watched him develop from introverted and awkward to irritable and awkward. He has never been subdued.This time Chen Moting took the initiative to admit his mistake, he really felt like he was dreaming.

"You two go back first and tell the students that I will start class right away."

Fang Zhen watched the two students leave, stared at the phone on the table, hesitated for a moment, got up and went back to the classroom.

He couldn't figure out how the childish Chen Shuwei got Chen Moting's recognition, and how he changed Chen Moting. He couldn't even say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.The only thing that is certain is that Chen Moting has learned to trust and rely on others, so as the class teacher who watched him grow up, he must work hard. If he doesn't call Chen Shuwei, he won't call Chen Shuwei.

He was worried that Chen Moting was going to settle accounts with Qi Hui Qiu Hou, so he went to the class to observe the situation between classes, only to find that not only were the two of them peaceful and happy, but they also had a very happy conversation, and a few bold children also joined in.

The rest of the students looked at them from afar with unbelievable faces, and Fang Zhen guessed that he probably had the same expression.

God knows what kind of magic Chen Shuwei used.

Chen Shuwei stood casually at the gate of Zhongshan Park. Women of all ages who came and went would take a look or two at him when they passed by. Ling Jian saw this scene in his eyes and felt a sense of pride spontaneously.

Chen Shuwei went to the Civil Affairs Bureau because of official business in the courtyard. It was still early to finish the work, and the autumn scenery was beautiful and good, so he went to Zhongshan Park to enjoy the autumn, just in time for the annual chrysanthemum exhibition.Under the intoxication, the first thing he thought of was Ling Jian, and he sent a text message saying: Zhongshan Park is so beautiful.

Ling Jian's company is nearby, and as the general manager, he didn't say anything about skipping work. He wrote back and asked him to wait at the door for a few minutes, and he would be there soon.

It was the first time the two met in the blue sky, Ling Jian felt that Chen Shuwei stood there like a painting, and he walked up after admiring it for a while: "This is the seventh time we met, this time it shouldn't be interrupted. "

"This time the motive is relatively simple, probably not." Chen Shuwei went to the marshmallow stand and bought one, "What on earth are you doing? You are so free, you are always on call."

"I……"

"Don't." Chen Shu interrupted him with a slightly raised hand, "If I didn't ask, pay attention to the distance."

Ling Jian laughed at him: "I opened a small company, and I work at the May Fourth Square. When I'm not busy, I have more free time."

"..." Chen Shuwei hooked a marshmallow with his tongue, "I'm an accountant."

"You don't look like an accountant."

"I don't look like any profession, most like a vagrant."

Ling Jian, who was raised as an elite since he was a child, heard this, and suddenly had the urge to save the lost youth: "What is your ideal?"

"Are you sick?" Chen Shu glanced at him slightly, and looked up at the blue sky. Although it was cloudless, it was lively because of the diligent birds. "My ideal is to live freely and frankly for a lifetime."

A gust of wind blew by, and the cotton candy that was eaten out of balance fell to the ground. Chen Shuwei only had a corn stick in his hand, and threw it into the trash can beside him angrily: "Those who talk about ideals are all great men, and I am a layman."

Ling Jian watched him wipe off the cotton candy stuck to his face, and stopped unconsciously.Chen Shuwei concentrated on wiping his face, and after walking a certain distance, he realized that Ling Jian was behind him. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong, great man?"

Standing in the sun, standing among the crowd, he is as tall and straight as a poplar, yet has a natural casualness and ease.Ling Jian stared at him blankly, and walked up to him in a few steps: "Shuwei, I seem to like you."

06

"Don't say you like me if you haven't been to me before."

Chen Shuwei answered this sentence without hesitation, Ling Jian immediately stayed where he was, and the two big men with striking heights just stood in the crowd and played a game of staring.

Ling Jian opened his mouth, but felt his throat was dry, and lowered his head to cough: "I'm too abrupt, am I?"

Chen Shuwei raised his right eyebrow: "What's the point? You're making a movie."

Ling Jian smiled: "After all, we have dated six times, plus the seventh today, doesn't it look like we are in love?"

"First of all," Chen Shuwei folded his arms, "We were forced to date six times, to be precise, six times of attempted sex, and secondly, I don't date people who are not out of the closet."

Ling Jian really can't understand the accountant in front of him. He is obviously deeper into the gay circle than himself, and he is so well-known that everyone knows that he is like a fish in water. How can he be so obsessed with coming out: "Where are so many people coming out?"

Chen Shuwei pointed to himself with a thumbs up: "Me, I am superior to others when I come out of the closet, and want to be included in my consideration? Yes, please have the same status as me first."

Ling Jian wanted to refute his sense of superiority when he came out, but his quick thinking was knotted at this moment, and he was speechless.

"By the way," Chen Shuwei took a step back, "Let's not go to bed until you come out of the closet... No, we might as well not meet each other, so as not to be unclear about our relationship."

"All the guys you used to sleep with came out?"

"Neither came out, but I don't like them." Chen Shuwei said, "I can't have a clear conscience with you."

It took Ling Jian a long five seconds to realize that he was expressing his affection, and this was actually the reason for his refusal to meet again. Rationally, the army was overwhelming for a while, and he would quickly fall if he resisted: "If I come out, you Would you like to fall in love with me?"

"If you come out of the closet, I am willing to fall in love first and then go to bed." Chen Shuwei looked into his eyes, and said seriously, as if he was in an official press conference, "I long to go to bed with you."

Ling Jian was lured by the word "longing" so that smoke came out of his throat. He bought two bottles of iced mineral water at a roadside stall, unscrewed them, and handed him a bottle. looking at each other.

"You wait for me for a few days." Ling Jian poured water fiercely, his head felt cold and painful, and he tapped his temple twice, "I'll give it a try."

"Seven days." Chen Shuwei pinched three fingers and waved them in front of his eyes, "I can only bear it for another week, and I'm not satisfied with my desires."

"Two weeks."

"Seven days."

"Ten days."

"Seven days." Chen Shuwei grabbed Ling Jian's tie and pulled it down, glaring at him, "If you're a man, hurry up and die early."

"If after seven days I..."

"Then you will be on my blacklist forever." Chen Shuwei patted him on the cheek twice, "Goodbye, big boss."

He turned around gracefully and left, leaving a heavy stretcher of coming out on Ling Jian, a person who had never considered coming out.Ling Jian watched his back submerged in the crowd, straightened his tie, touched his face that hurt from the slap, but his smile spread.

Coming out for someone I've only met seven times is absurd, but it doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Chen Shuwei was blowing the sea breeze under the shade of trees in May Fourth Square. He sat until he could go back to the orphanage for dinner, just in time for the school-age children in the orphanage to leave school. The few high school students were particularly eye-catching. Chen Moting was chatting and laughing with the three children who fought last time.

Chen Shuwei saw one of the older children rubbing Chen Moting's head back and forth, but Chen Moting didn't resist with a smile, he strode forward and grabbed his collar by the back of his collar: "Son."

Chen Moting's throat was strangled by his clothes, he covered his neck and turned to look at him: "Dad."

Chen Shuwei snorted arrogantly, stood between Chen Moting and the older child as a human barrier, put his arms around his shoulders and lowered his head and asked, "How are you doing today?"

"..." He was so enthusiastic, Chen Moting felt weird, "Our class teacher called you?"

"No." Chen Shuwei suddenly noticed something strange, "What is he doing on the phone? Are you in trouble again?"

Chen Moting had no choice but to admit that he had a fight with someone in class today, but he has reconciled. The other party has a thick skin and a low IQ, so he won't hold grudges.

Chen Shuwei laughed because of his unforgiving mouth, patted him on the back and said that he is indeed my son, Chen Shuwei: "Why are you unhappy today, ancestor?"

The muscles under his palms stiffened, and his hand quickly grabbed Chen Moting, who stumbled on the steps and almost fell face-to-ground: "Take it easy."

Chen Moting kicked the steps fiercely, and stomped a few shoe prints on the wall, the sudden and violent outburst frightened the passing children.Chen Shuwei put his hands in his pockets and waited for him to vent, then asked the short wax gourd on the top of his head: "What happened, today?"

""Sunshine Under the Lamp", Qiao Zheng's new movie, is showing today, and there are no tickets for it."

"It's fine if you don't see it tomorrow."

"The poster says it's coming out today."

"..."

Hearing that the voice was not right, Chen Moting raised his head and saw Chen Shu suppressed his smile until his face turned purple, his mouth was still leaking air, and he kicked his leg: "What are you laughing at!"

Chen Shuwei said "Fuck me", hopped on one foot, rubbed his left leg that hurt from being kicked, smiled and said yes