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"Hey."

Tang Xiangrong's hoarse voice penetrated the receiver, and Li Che listened quietly without making a sound.

"You went to college?"

They didn't plan to make any foreshadowing over there, and they came up straight to the topic and spoke extremely fast, with a low tone mixed with surprise. There were only a few short words, but Li Che found it extremely harsh.

"Don't you miss college?" Tang Xiangrong said to himself. At the end of this sentence, he finally realized that there had been no response, and raised another scale: "Hello?" A loud voice that is very common among middle-aged and elderly people.

"Is something wrong?" Li Che said flatly, without any fluctuations.

The call fell into silence, and the time passed by seconds. Tang Xiangrong asked, "Isn't it Tang Ren? You are his..." He seemed to find that title difficult to say, and he stretched out his long voice, trying to recall the name: "That Li what... "

"If you have something to talk about, hang up if you have nothing to do." Li Che didn't want to listen to his nonsense and didn't intend to remind the other party of his name.

"Where's Tang Ren? You let him answer the phone."

Li Che hung up directly, and obviously he didn't have a few conversations, but he was inexplicably suffocated, and was about to put down the phone, when the call interface popped up again on the screen in his hand, he gritted his teeth, and pressed the green answer button.

"Hey, why did you hang up?"

"Tell me something."

Li Che ran out of patience and didn't intend to talk nonsense with him. Da Ma sat down on the sofa with his elbows on his knees, and the palm of his other hand smoothed his dangling bangs upwards. The anger surged.

"Where's Tang Ren?"

Tang Xiangrong hesitated and didn't want to tell Li Che too much. Li Che could guess with his fingers that he was looking for Tang Ren for only one reason, money.

Ever since Tang Ren resigned to resume his studies, his source of income was broken, and most of the money he had saved before was spent on Lin Shulan, so the monthly transfers to Tang Xiangrong before were naturally cancelled.

Li Che thought that they would be able to calm down for a while with that deposit, but he didn't expect that they couldn't last for half a year.

"Busy, just talk if you have something to do."

Tang Xiangrong was silent for a moment, and then said loudly, "What are you busy with, let him answer the phone."

Li Che's cheeks twitched, and he hung up again.

He looked at the snapshot of himself at the ski resort on the lock screen wallpaper, and his heavy heart was not too light.

"Who hit it?"

Tang Ren wiped his head with a towel with one hand and walked out of the bathroom. The temperature in this place is too high, and it may not take long for the wet hair to dry naturally, so he simply gave up the hot hair dryer.

"Your uncle."

Li Che handed him the phone, Tang Ren paused for a while when he withdrew his hand, his brows and eyes flashed with disgust, "What did he say?"

Seeing his boyfriend's forbearing expression, Tang Ren felt that the man didn't say anything good.

Li Che shook his head, habitually stretched his arms to the side, wrapping around the waist of the sitting person.

"I didn't say anything. He seems to know that you have passed the college entrance examination."

Tang Ren was stunned for a moment, and just as he was wondering, the phone rang again.

He answered neatly: "Hello, Second Uncle."

Tang Xiangrong said in a strange voice: "Hey, why is it so hard for you to answer the phone?"

Tang Ren is now rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and this bit of yin and yang aura can't make him react, so he just said: "I was taking a bath just now, so tell me what's the matter."

This time the other party no longer concealed it, and asked loudly: "Did you repeat?"

Tang Ren's brows tightened, and he let out a "hmm".

After getting an affirmative answer, Tang Xiangrong raised his voice twice: "Then you don't work anymore? Have you resigned?"

"Yes." His tone made Tang Ren quickly fall into irritability. Usually, in order to avoid those two people nagging in his ears, he usually said what to do, and seldom went against their thoughts. Now he can't help it. Putting on a precarious mask, he asked calmly, "No?"

Tang Xiangrong choked for a moment, and subdued his dissatisfaction unconsciously: "It's not impossible, then you, then you won't work part-time after you go to college? Your... who will support you?"

Tang Ren clenched his phone tightly, suppressing the anger that surged up, "Who told you that I repeated the exam?" He had completely lost contact with that city since the last grave visit, and he didn't even tell Uncle Zhuang about the repetition.

"Oh, I saw it on the Internet. Someone sent me a video. If it wasn't for that video, we wouldn't have known you were repeating it."

Tang Ren didn't want to answer his words, "Is there anything else?"

Tang Xiangrong was stabbed by his distant and indifferent tone, tearing his patience and asking loudly: "How do you make money if you don't work!"

Li Che had only listened to the general idea at first, but the volume of this sentence was not low, and he heard it completely. The anger under the pressure of exhaustion broke out instantly, and he clenched his fists to resist the impulse.

Tang Ren was calm, and only showed a bit of boredom on his expression, "Part of the deposit is given to my second aunt, and I can only wait until I graduate from college."

Tang Xiangrong suddenly lowered his voice as if avoiding someone, and said anxiously: "That's not... that's different! You don't work, my side..." Halfway through the sentence, he stopped himself, and Tang Ren asked: "What are you doing?" What's over there?"

"It's nothing." Tang Xiangrong threw out three words, and said again: "You take the test, your grades will not be worth it, and if you wait for the score to come out, it will be useless, you should look for a job as soon as possible, and don't worry about it!"

After the call ended, Tang Ren looked at the pitch-black screen and sneered.

Li Che was not as relaxed as he was. He patiently stroked Tang Ren's hair and asked in a low voice, "He asked you for money?"

Tang Ren nodded: "I looked for it before. I haven't transferred the money to him for four months, and he called." At that time, he didn't talk about the college entrance examination, but only vaguely said, "I'm changing jobs." Unexpectedly, the interview video turned out to be a flaw.

Li Che gradually calmed down, and raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you give Lin Shulan a lot? He wants to ask for money alone?"

Tang Ren looked back at him, and thought about Tang Xiangrong's abnormal attitude and tone just now, "It should be that he is hiding Lin Shulan from it?"

The kid didn't think too much when he was young, but Li Che had a rough guess. He sneered, and didn't want Tang Ren to explore those messy things. He just said, "Don't worry about him."

"I don't plan to take care of him. If I have a job in the future, I will transfer some to them, but I don't plan to take care of him for the rest of my life."

A lifetime is still long, Tang Xiangrong raised him for eight years, and he is not qualified to tie him down for the rest of his life, and Tang Ren's life plan does not include the necessity and value of those people.

"Well, to repay the favor, you said it." Li Che smiled, stroked his hair and kissed his cheek distressedly, and diverted his attention: "I'm going to take a shower, come out to eat?" The sky outside was dim, It is a brilliant sunset that is rarely seen in the inland. As the night approaches, the nightlife of this island is about to begin.

"Okay." Tang Ren bit the lip that was about to leave and wrapped a soft kiss, and said softly, "Brother, I don't feel anything, don't be angry."

Li Che was taken aback, smiled helplessly, and kissed again: "Okay, don't be angry."

Saying that he wasn't angry, as soon as he entered the bathroom, Li Che opened WeChat and sent a message to a person he didn't communicate with very often.

Li Che: Are you there?

AA picks up the job: Yo?Go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, let's talk.

……

The island is small in size, and it is the most unique scenery among many islands in this country. The beach is fine and clear, the sea is clear, the ecology is well protected, and the diving quality is world-renowned.

The two went to the hotel to make an appointment for tomorrow's water entertainment. From morning to night, the schedule was very full.

Right now, they are sitting in the bustling food stalls, during the holiday peak tourist season, listening to them, they are surrounded by Chinese, as if they are still in China in a trance.

The traditional food here has a unique flavor. For Tang Ren, a lover of aquatic animals, it is like falling into heaven.

On the stage not far away, a dance with local characteristics was being performed. Beautiful and handsome men in traditional costumes danced to the exotic music, dancing to exciting places, and guests cheered from time to time.

Li Che looked at the little sugar man quietly eating the baked rice with cheese and seafood. The plump and plump shrimp meat, the chewy octopus and the melted cheese that can be pulled out by one meter in length are not big ingredients in a box of rice. Adequate and affordable.

Tang Ren ate very honestly, slowly chewing on the progress and capacity but not vague at all. Li Che couldn't eat him, so he grilled grilled shrimp and picked fish bones for him with a full stomach.

"Hiss." Tang Ren swallowed a mouthful of rice, looking at the seafood on the table, only Li Che's cup still had liquid.

"Spicy?" There is a kind of chili in the fried rice. The green color looks safe, but it looks like a small bomb when you eat it. Not long ago, Li Che tasted it and unfortunately chewed one. It was very irritating, and it still has a little Mouth hurts.

Li Che wanted to ask the waiter to refill him a drink, but before he could open his mouth, the kid grabbed his cup and downed it in one gulp.

"Hey, that's wine, drink it slowly." Li Che couldn't stop him, and watched him do it thoroughly.

Tang Ren put down the cup, his face was stiff, and veins popped up on his forehead.

It took a long time until Li Che's newly added juice was brought to the table by the waiter before Tang Ren regained his composure.

With the stinging pain from the spicy mouth and the burning of the strong wine, Tang Ren felt that he almost died.

"Why is it wine?" Tang Ren spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, and he sounded very pitiful.

"I didn't expect it to be wine either. I thought it was an ordinary drink from the name." Li Che handed the orange juice to his mouth, and the sugar man took a sip, then turned to light his soul.

The soul milkshake is an attractive cold drink no matter how it sounds. The Chinese accent of the waiter is not very recognizable. They may have reminded them, but the two of them did not understand.

Influenced by the wine table culture all the year round, Li Che knows that this cup of "milkshake" should have a lot of stamina. His drinking capacity can withstand this intensity, and the little sugar man may suffer from indigestion.

Sure enough, a child who was normally awake during the entire dinner staggered as soon as he got up from the chair.

Li Che laughed, held his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Drunk?"

Tang Ren looked at his legs strangely and then at his boyfriend, "No, I don't feel it."

"Okay, let's go back then." Li Che led him to the path leading to the hotel, Tang Ren grabbed his hand, "Aren't you going to go to the night market?"

After dark, the island will hold a lively night market on a street by the sea, which is a rare opportunity to experience the local customs.

Li Che looked back at his slightly unsteady footsteps, and shook his head: "Come back tomorrow and go again, it will take a few days."

Tang Ren responded obediently: "Okay." He took two quick steps to keep up with Li Che's progress, and just when he got close to him, he uncontrollably took a half step to the side.

He stopped at the same spot, his cheeks were flushed without knowing it, and he tilted his head and stared at the ground like a curious big dog full of doubts. After a few seconds, he couldn't figure out what the problem was. He raised his head and asked Li Che: "I am drunk?"

Li Che laughed and stepped back, "Yes, you are drunk, and you don't know?"

Tang Ren frowned, and tilted his head to another angle, "But I don't feel it."

Standing in front of him seemed to be a puzzling dog. If it had ears, the pair of fluffy things would definitely bounce with his head tilting.

Li Che was a little suffocated by his cuteness.

He grabbed the little sugar man's waist to prevent him from snaking again, the smile on the corner of his mouth was really uncontrollable, he simply let go of his muscles, letting the curve rise higher and higher.

"Maybe you're not quite drunk yet, let's go and go back to sleep."

Tang Ren's waist was itchy from his arms, but without the strength of his waist and arms, he might be able to walk into the sea on his own.

The kid who was still thinking about whether he was drunk or not was dragged away step by step by Li Che, and when he returned to the room, he sat on the chair refreshed, but he still didn't feel that he was under the influence of alcohol.

Li Che found the tea bag sent by the hotel, and made him a cup of hot tea. With a "click", the bottom of the cup landed on the glass tea table, releasing the heat leisurely.

"Let's drink it cold, so as not to feel uncomfortable the next day."

Last time, the lonely and drunk kid got up in the morning and not only got a broken movie, but also had a headache all day long, and he lost all vitality. Li Che, who was worried, didn't want to watch it a second time.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a bright red mark on the kid's ankle from the corner of his eye. He squatted down and pulled it up to have a look, "Why did you have such a long scratch?"

The wound was not deep, and the blood had dried up to form a long hard scab in the crevice, with fine sand still sticking around.

"I don't remember, I don't feel it." Tang Ren bent over and glanced at it in a daze, not taking it seriously.

"You don't feel anything." Li Che smiled, got up and walked to the bedside table.

The hotel has complete facilities, there is a drawer on the cabinet with a red cross painted on it, and there is a simple first aid kit lying in it, Li Che took out a sterile cotton swab, walked back to Tang Ren and squatted down again.

Tang Ren's feet were grabbed by him and stepped on his knees for easy manipulation. The liquid medicine on the cotton swab wiped around the wound and brought a lot of dirt.

The "injured patient" finally jumped out of the endless loop of drunkenness and non-drunkness. He stared intently at the picture of Li Che clutching his ankle with his eyes downcast. The room was quiet for a while, and his magnetic voice broke the silence: "I seem to be really drunk."

Li Che was about to throw away the things in his hands, and looked up at him: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Tang Ren shook his head, Li Che raised his eyebrows and asked, "How did you figure it out?"

"Because..." The child looked at the two people's current postures, lowered his eyes and said, "Because I want to do something very unreasonable to you."

Li Che was taken aback, and the man said, "Not when awake."

"Too much?" Li Che actually followed the words of a little drunk and thought deeply. There was tension in his churning mind, and there were more obsessed expectations.

Tang Ren fell silent, his eyes kept moving on Li Che's body, the waves were dim and shimmering, like a feather brush, scraping every inch of his vision, leaving a trace of that precious artwork everywhere he passed. grow numb.

After a few breaths, he said solemnly: "It's never been too much."

The next day, all the water sports that had been reserved were cancelled, and neither of the two people got up.