Overtone

The wind chimes kept ringing.

It seems that since Mother Xiao pushed the door and came in, she never stopped.

Mother Xiao was standing at the bar, pursing her lips and looking at Qi Ye.

Although it is nearly sixty years old, it is still well maintained, with temperament and elegance in every gesture.

Qi Ye knew that he couldn't retreat at this time, or if he hid, he would lose confidence and opportunity.After forcing a smile, he walked over generously: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Qi Ye."

"I know." Mother Xiao said.

Simple three words, the tone is very light.

Seeing Qi Ye still standing at the orchestra pit, Mother Xiao asked, "Are you free to talk?"

Qi Ye responded.

Before leaving, he winked with Xiao Chen and asked him to call the boss.

In fact, if Xiao's mother hadn't taken the initiative to find him today, Qi Ye would have thought about bringing this matter up with Xiao Cheng after An Shan came back, to see if he could discuss it with his sister, and try to communicate.

But Xiao's father is a business tycoon in the music industry, and Xiao's mother is a well-known violinist. In terms of the matching degree of family background, or the same-sex topic that is not recognized by society, it is impossible for Xiao Cheng and him to get any blessings .

But Qi Ye still wanted to give it a try.

There is a quiet and elegant teahouse outside the alley, with a small courtyard.

After she was seated, Mother Xiao's eyes fell on Qi Ye, and she scanned it up and down, as if she was checking whether a qualified product could be put on the shelves.

Although Qi Ye was feeling uncomfortable, he still called the waiter to bring the tea order.

"Auntie, here is the tea list, do you want to drink anything?" Qi Ye said.

Mother Xiao glanced at it and smiled: "I'm not blind."

Qi Ye couldn't answer these words, not to mention the harshness, but the puns were a bit stinging, and the ears were piercing.

"How did you and Xiao Cheng meet?" Mother Xiao suddenly raised her eyes and asked.

Qi Ye: "Last year, in a bar."

"How many people are there in the family?"

Qi Ye replied: "Just me and my parents, I am the only child."

Mother Xiao blew on the hot tea lightly, and didn't say any more.

Everything I asked just now seems to have gone through a process, and I don't seem to care much. It's simply that my son has a little contact with you, so I have to ask anyway, as a concern.

Just when Qi Ye was about to say something, Mother Xiao put down the teacup and opened her mouth.

"Your relationship will be judged by others in society, and you will be criticized." Her voice was still calm and indifferent, without much emotion, "If it is exposed later, it will not be you, but Xiao Cheng who will be the most affected career."

It is too common to say that it is too common in the concept of the older generation.

Because homosexual love—especially for elders with family backgrounds, is too shameful, even to the point where the whole family is shamed by it.

Without further detours, Xiao's mother lowered her eyes and put the amusement park photos circulating on the Internet on the table. In addition, there was a document about the evaluation criteria for professors.

Qi Ye was slightly taken aback.

Needless to say, these few black and white letters are clearly written.

Degree qualifications, teaching workload, and academic level are all clichés. Qi Ye and Xiao Cheng have lived together for a few months, and they have some understanding of what core journals and source journals are published.

But when he moved his gaze down, and saw the last item, Qi Ye subconsciously bit his lower lip.

Seeing his reaction, Mother Xiao smiled slightly: "Is it clear?"

It has to be said that there may be a natural oppressive force, and every word Xiao's mother said is overwhelming.

She paused for a few seconds, then pushed the photos forward again, as if analyzing them for Qi Ye: "Job evaluation is like this, in addition to hard standards, there are other reviews, such as family conditions, background checks, etc."

Qi Ye didn't say a word, and caressed the teacup intentionally or unintentionally with his fingertips.

"What you're doing is resident singing at a bar." Mother Xiao glanced at Qi Ye, "Xiao Cheng is a violinist, do you know what it means?"

Qi Ye said "hmm" very calmly: "I know."

"Stop doing these unrefined things." Xiao's mother obviously meant something, "If you want to be decent, I can help you."

Up to here, Qi Ye just listened silently, but this time, when he heard this sentence, his fingertips clenched the rim of the cup tightly.He looked up and smiled and said, "I like it."

There was no object in these words, but Qi Ye was not just talking about work.

Xiao's mother also understood, stared at Qi Ye for a few seconds, and smiled: "In this case, I'll go first."

Just about to leave, Qi Ye said slowly, "Are you really not considering Xiao Cheng's feelings?"

"What?" Mother Xiao turned her head and glanced at him.

"He doesn't have any right to choose all the matters, and he has to bear them all by himself, why can't he ask his opinion?" After finishing speaking, Qi Ye lowered his eyes, "Sorry, I was the one who was abrupt."

Mother Xiao smiled, as if she heard a joke: "He is my son."

At the end of the tea room, Qi Ye was left alone.

The water in the glass reflected the reflection of the silver earrings, and he stayed for a long time.The phone was vibrating, and the boss sent a message saying that the newcomer can temporarily push it up today, and there is no need to rush back. Qi Ye glanced at it and turned it off.

When he opened the door and came home, Xiao Cheng happened to be making supper in the kitchen.

Seeing Qi Ye come back, he was stunned for a moment: "Why did you come back suddenly?"

"It's not that there is a new resident singer." Sitting in the shoe cabinet, Qi Ye said lightly, "He wants to try it out today, so I let him take the class."

Xiao Cheng turned to look at him.

Simply tidying up the kitchen, he walked up to Qi Ye and squatted down, asking softly, "What happened?"

Qi Ye's body froze, and after a few seconds, he said in a hoarse voice, "...Auntie has come."

Xiao Cheng's eyes sank when he heard this: "My parents?"

"Ah."

"What did they say?"

"It's nothing." Qi Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, "Give me a few photos, and then say they don't agree."

It's also strange that he could say all the things about the impact of the title evaluation, but he swallowed the words in his throat, making his heart feel stuffy and panicked.

Xiao Cheng sat beside Qi Ye, put his arms around him and said, "I'm here."

Qi Ye immediately hugged him tightly, buried his head in his shoulders, and responded with restrained emotions.

They hugged for a long time.

The door was still ajar, the light in the entrance was always on, and the clock jumped to ten o'clock at this time.

Xiao Cheng's shoulders were thin and strong, just like the countless hugs before, Qi Ye felt a sense of security that was almost greedy, as if he could repair something.

So he hugged him even tighter, afraid that if he accidentally let go, he would disappear.

In the evening, Xiao Cheng went to wash up in the bathroom, while Qi Ye hugged the doll in the study, staring at the office documents on the table in a daze.

I was stunned for a long time, and my eyes were a little sour.

"I've finished washing." Xiao Cheng's voice came from the living room.

Qi Ye turned around and shouted towards the door.

Before he left and turned off the lights, he wanted to take the laptop to the master bedroom. Recently, Xiao Cheng had to work in the bedroom every day, so that he would not have to go back to the study.

As a result, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a thick pile of evaluation documents from the corner of his eye.

So Qi Ye was stunned for a while.

The night before going to Anshan, Qi Ye returned to the bungalow with an empty suitcase, and simply packed the clothes that needed to be brought.

Usually living in Xiao Cheng's place doesn't make much sense, but when the door is opened and the lights are turned on, the contrast is obvious.

Alone, there is no fireworks.

However, after the past few years, he had already gotten used to it. Qi Ye blinked a few times to get used to the imaging in his eyes, then lowered his head to arrange his clothes, and everything was as usual.

At night, Qi Ye couldn't sleep, so he chatted with Xiao Cheng for a while, and they talked about looking at the stars.And they didn't talk about meeting their parents that day, and both of them avoided this topic tacitly.

"Go to bed early." Xiao Cheng said, "I have to go to Anshan early tomorrow."

"Where are you working?"

"It's over." Xiao Cheng said with a smile on the phone, "You were with me during the busiest time, and it's all over now."

Qi Ye's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, and he responded, "But I...can't sleep, I always feel like there's someone beside me on the single bed."

"Then I'll sleep with you?" Xiao Cheng asked.

Qi Ye smiled: "How can I accompany you?"

Xiao Cheng let it go and asked him to wear earphones without directly saying a way.After all the noise was cut off, Xiao Cheng asked, "Did you hear that?"

Qi Ye stuffed the earphones tighter, shrank back and said, "I heard it."

——What I heard was not only the sound of breathing, but also the beating of the heart.

Qi Ye fell asleep in this state.

This was the first peaceful sleep he had after meeting Xiao's mother. It seemed that the entangled and restless thoughts that had been entangled in the past few days could calm down at this moment, and left for a short time.

The whistle outside the window and the footsteps returning late in the corridor seemed to be covered with a layer of mist at this time, making them distant and ethereal.

But this peaceful mood did not last long, and a heavy rain fell in the second half of the night.

In fact, the weather forecast said it would be cloudy, and it would clear up in the morning, but when Qi Ye woke up in the morning, the rain was still pouring in, leaking in through the cracks in the bars.

Qi Ye closed the window, lit a cigarette, and stared at the rain curtain for a while.

Despite the rain, Xiao Cheng's car came on time and bought breakfast.

Musical instruments should not be exposed to the rain, so when he got out of the car and saw Qi Ye coming out with his guitar on his back, he hurried over with an umbrella.

"Put it up for me first." Qi Ye tilted his head and said with a smile, "I forgot something in the room, I have to get it."

Seeing Xiao Cheng's back, Qi Ye kept watching through the iron window of the corridor.

In fact, he didn't forget anything. An Shan had been waiting for so long and everything that should be prepared had already been prepared.But sometimes when emotions are suddenly poked, I can't hold back, I have to hide first and slowly.

When Qi Ye walked out of the corridor, still without an umbrella, he raised his eyes to look at the gloomy sky, and then his eyes fell on the car outside the compound.

"It's raining so heavily." Xiao Cheng handed over the umbrella, "What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Qi Ye accepted the umbrella, but he didn't seem to care about it at all, so he didn't hold it in the end.

Xiao Cheng looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"I have to watch the stars." Qi Ye pretended not to care and said with a smile, "I can't know when the sun will clear through the umbrella."

Xiao Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and met his gaze.

It was indeed raining heavily, and both of their clothes were wet a lot.

The moment Xiao Cheng's umbrella came up, Qi Ye looked at the gloomy sky again.

It always seems to be like this.

The stars are not something you can see.

You can't see it when it's raining, and you can't see it even if you hold an umbrella.

It seems that at this moment, all the depressed emotions erupted quietly, and all the previously suppressed, painful, and all the concerns that should or should not have can all be vented through this rain.

"Let's go, let's go back to the car first." Xiao Cheng patted his shoulder, held hands and walked forward together.

At this moment, Qi Ye called out "Professor Xiao" amidst the sound of rain.

Xiao Cheng stopped and looked at him.

Cold raindrops flowed down his cheeks, Qi Ye looked at Xiao Cheng, his voice was very soft, but it was a tone that Xiao Cheng had never heard before, almost to the point of eagerness.

He said, "Let's elope, okay?"

The author says:

感谢在2021-07-2123:09:16~2021-07-2300:15:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: one for the idler, one for the sinking boat who only loves cookies;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: for a ride. 1 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!