Danqing

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Qin Songxue nodded hastily, and replied: "Probably I can only learn calligraphy in my life. I'm really not interested in other things. I can calm down when I have writing. Before my mother and my brother asked me to take the entrance examination of n university , although I passed the exam, I have never liked studying... It would be great if I came to the Academy of Fine Arts as an undergraduate."

Zeng Yunqing held the hand of the teacup and paused: "It's okay, it's never too late to write, and you didn't delay much if you didn't come to the Academy of Fine Arts. Very few undergraduates in our school enter the National Exhibition, you are much better than them gone."

Qin Songxue scratched her head.

"The things I told you today are a bit messy. I only picked some important ones. When you come to study, I will teach you more systematically. Visual and psychological balance, the dialectical law of using a pen, etc... not necessarily all of them. I will teach you, and other teachers will also start classes. It is not very convenient now, and there will be a lot of pens recently. After you come, I will take you to meet Mr. Chen and the others... Let them give you some pointers."

Qin Songxue understood that the person Zeng Yunqing wanted to take him to meet was definitely an extremely important master who held a pivotal position in the world of calligraphy and painting, so he hurriedly said, "Thank you, Teacher Zeng."

Zeng Yunqing took a sip of tea: "It's still a long time, it would be better if you add another work in one or two years."

Tan Songxue said seriously: "I will keep writing."

"Your shortcoming lies in cursive script and cursive script. The seal script is already very good. The inscription and postscript are not very brilliant, so go back and practice again. Some people who enter the exhibition can only write one kind of script. Of course, it is good to write well. But it’s far from enough. I’ve seen a person who can only write Xiaozhuan, but doesn’t know anything else. He never interrupted when we talked at the PEN meeting. Sometimes people who don’t know him asked him, and he would just say, “Well, yes. Yes, that’s right’, you said, if I take you out and you are like that person, will I be ashamed, and you will be ashamed?”

Qin Songxue couldn't help laughing.

Zeng Yunqing also smiled: "Actually, I just hope that you can get better and better, and when you reach my age, you can surpass my current achievements."

Qin Songxue nodded and said that I will work hard.

After finishing speaking, Zeng Yunqing called Yi Xiuyun and Father Tan: "You two come in."

Yi Xiuyun and Father Tan haven't met Zeng Yunqing for a long time. Yi Xiuyun and Father Qin often contact each other, but Father Qin only sends a text message to greet each other during the Chinese New Year. He has a lot to say at once.

Qin Songxue sat on the side, quietly listening to the three adults talking about creation.Many of the problems that Father Qin encountered were exactly what bothered him sometimes, and he had never been able to get a very good solution. Listening to Zeng Yunqing's explanation, whether it is now or in the future, will play a big role.

Zeng Yunqing was very patient. When he talked about something that needed to be understood, he even invited the three of them to go to the study, and he came to demonstrate, so that father Tan and the others could understand better.

Zeng Yunqing didn't pay much attention when he was writing. When he opened the inkstone, there was still a lot of ink in it. After the belly of the pen was full of ink, he pulled a piece of raw paper and started writing, very casually.

As a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts, Zeng Yunqing has been teaching for many years, and his expressive ability is more than one or two times better than that of Qin's father and Yi Xiuyun. After Zeng Yunqing explained the originally very abstract questions, he was immediately enlightened.

He was looking forward to studying in the imperial capital.

After dinner in the evening, Zeng Yunqing was going to sing in the band and invited the three of them to go together.Yi Xiuyun secretly told Qin Songxue that Zeng Yunqing liked music more than calligraphy.

Qin Songxue has never heard Zeng Yunqing sing. He saw a band introduction on Weibo before. It is called Shen Jingbing Band. He said it was a rock and roll. Qin Songxue forgot. Among the entertainers there is Feng Feng, who sings songs in the same tune, you don't need to listen to them, you can hum them just by looking at the words.

Zeng Yunqing's band didn't have many fans. The performance tonight was in a bar. It was the first time for Tan Songxue to come to such a place. She was a little curious and looked around to send Chen Kezhi a WeChat message.

This bar looks more formal, there are no messy people around.

After all, it was the first time here, so Tan Songxue didn't dare to walk around and sat down next to his father.

Zeng Yunqing's song didn't sound very intense. Qin Songxue was lucky enough to listen to the metal band song in Gao Chengxi's mp3. It was a noisy ear, and Qin Songxue couldn't stand it.

The song Zeng Yunqing selected was newly written by them, and the lyrics could not be found on the Internet. Qin Songxue tried her best to listen to what he was singing. There is a sentence——"In this era, we must keep pace with the times! Let me teach you to conquer people with virtue! We must become educated people!"

Qin Songxue: "..."

Yi Xiuyun asked him: "How is the song?"

Qin Songxue: "...good, nice..."

Yi Xiuyun: "The teacher's band has been established for more than ten years, and their songs have always been like this, which is very interesting."

Qin Songxue nodded without making any comments.

Zeng Yunqing performed very hard, but his singing skills were really not that good. He was lazy at first, and then became intense. After the venue became a little quiet, Qin Songxue was restless. At the end, Zeng Yunqing specially sang in falsetto The lyrics made people get goosebumps all over, and there was a part of the melody of "the boat swings the oars" in the middle.

After finally waiting for the song to end, Tan Songxue said to Father Tan and Yi Xiuyun, "Dad, Uncle Yi...how about we go back first..."

Father Qin suppressed a smile and said, "You play with your mobile phone, you play with your mobile phone..."

Yi Xiuyun couldn't help but spit out all the wine in his mouth.

Originally, in order to save money, Father Tan planned to book two standard double rooms, one for him and Qin Songxue, and one for Yi Xiuyun.Yi Xiuyun was not happy when he heard it, and yelled: "Since you have earned so much money, why are you still so stingy! How much more expensive can I book two business rooms? I will pay for mine, and you will pay for yours. How comfortable it is. Qin Songxue, do you think so?"

Tan Songxue was not good at talking, so he said something casually, but refused to comment.

After returning to the hotel to take a shower, apart from Father Tan, the other two who had a crush all hid under the covers and sent messages secretly.

While wiping his head with a towel, Father Tan wondered why his son lay down so early, maybe he was too tired on the road.He could only think of this reason, and then turned down the volume of the TV.

[Uncle Tan: Brother, are you there, are you there, are you there? 】

[Song Bug Chief: Yes, I have been waiting for your message. 】

[Uncle Qin: Hey, I just took a shower. 】

[Uncle Qin: I listened to the teacher singing tonight, the band Snake Spirit. 】

[The head of Song Bug: how is it? 】

[Uncle Qin: It sounds good, highly recommended!You must listen to it! 】

[Song Bug's Head: What's the name, send it over to have a look, I'll download it. 】

[Uncle Tan: I'll tell you when I get home, hehe. 】

[Song Bug Chief: Well, go to bed early, good night. 】

[Uncle Qin: What's the matter—3—]

[The head of the song bug: -3-]

After Yi Xiuyun in the other room sent a message to Gao Chengxi, he received a call from Gao Chengxi, and the two of them fell asleep after being tired for a while.

Zeng Yunqing was very busy on weekdays, so the three of them didn't bother him the next day and went to the Academy of Fine Arts by themselves.Yi Xiuyun hasn't been to his alma mater for a long time, and he misses it for a while, sometimes he would tell Father Tan and Qin Songxue what it was like when he was studying in the past when he was walking on the road.

Tan Songxue took a few photos and sent them to Chen Kezhi, saying that this is where he might study in the future. Chen Kezhi sent him a smiling face and asked him to cheer.

"Yi Xiuyun, are you hungry?" Gao Chengxi stood behind the sofa and fell down, put his arms around Yi Xiuyun's neck, and asked with his head on his shoulder.

"Huh? It's okay. I'm a little hungry. Why, are you hungry? How about I get you something to eat?"

"What to eat? How about I cook today? Let me tell you, I know how to make noodles." Gao Chengxi's tone was brisk, obviously full of anticipation.

Yi Xiuyun: "When did you learn it and show your hands?"

Gao Chengxi kissed Yi Xiuyun's face, stood up straight and said, "Sit here and wait for my lord to return from victory!"

Yi Xiuyun reminded: "Don't forget to knock an egg in."

Gao Chengxi: "Alright!"

Yi Xiuyun silently looked at Gao Chengxi's back and laughed, took out his phone and checked the latest movie news to see if there were any good movies released.

Maybe it was because it was the first time cooking, Gao Chengxi made the kitchen rattle, Yi Xiuyun was terrified when he heard it in the living room, afraid that he would accidentally drop the bowl, although the noise was a bit louder, but at least there was no accident.It is estimated that after Gao Chengxi finished this meal, he would have to wipe his butt for him.

Because he was worried, Yi Xiuyun couldn't even play with his mobile phone peacefully, so he got up and went to the kitchen to see how Gao Chengxi's noodles were doing.

"Chef Gao, can you not knock the eggshell in?" Yi Xiuyun was speechless when he saw Gao Chengxi's action of beating the egg.

Gao Chengxi heard him talking, and said impatiently: "Hey, what are you doing here, get out, get out! I'm done and bring it out for you."

Yi Xiuyun had no choice but to shake his head and had to turn around and go out again.

After about five or six minutes, Yi Xiuyun seemed to smell a little burnt smell in the living room, and sighed, probably he will have to eat dark food this time.

When Gao Chengxi brought out the noodles, the soup inside was a bit dark, Yi Xiuyun leaned over to smell it, and there was a smell of paste.

Yi Xiuyun didn't show any face and said, "Are you going to poison me to death?"

Gao Chengxi: "..."

Gao Chengxi was a little angry: "I tasted it, and it tastes okay...the noodles are not battered, but the custard is battered, so you don't have to eat it."

Yi Xiuyun: "...Your egg paste soup tastes like that, what do you want me to eat?"

Gao Chengxi: "Do you like to eat or not!"

"...Good, good, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll eat, I'll eat..." Yi Xiuyun had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and pick out two noodles, but he didn't know how to eat them, so he used the chopsticks to stir them in the bowl again After a few laps, I only saw some egg foam smaller than dried shrimps, and asked, "Where are the eggs, did you pick them out and throw them away?"

Gao Chengxi: "Oh...no, I broke the egg when I beat it in. I wanted to boil it into egg drop, but it turned into egg foam..."

At first, Yi Xiuyun was still wondering how this kid could cook noodles, but now he knew the reason: "You twisted the eggs like that, but they all sank and stuck to the pot, right?"

Gao Chengxi was extremely surprised: "Yes, how do you know?"

Yi Xiuyun: "..."

In 13, Chen Kezhi confirmed Baoyan, followed the professor who guided him to do the project, and he didn’t need to review when there was no class. He could accompany Tan Songxue all day long, and followed several classes a week. The people in Qin Songxue’s class It's not surprising that Chen Kezhi came to listen to the song with him.

"Brother, it's really interesting to listen to this teacher." Tan Songxue hasn't listened carefully to the class since she went to college. Even if she doesn't play with her mobile phone, she always talks to others.

"Hey, listen, Tong, Tong, Tong, Tong Hua 'training' software...hahahaha..." Tan Songxue lowered his head and spoke to Chen Kezhi's imitation teacher.

Chen Kezhi also laughed, and tapped him with a pen, signaling him to listen to the class a little more seriously.

But Chen Kezhi didn't bother Tan Songxue too much, because he knew very well that their time together was running out.

Qin Songxue's decision to go to the imperial capital to study is a certainty, and he started preparations in 14. Qin Songxue already has the qualifications of a national member, and with Zeng Yunqing as his master, the postgraduate entrance examination is not a problem for him.

But the closer the day to go to the imperial capital, the more unhappy Tan Songxue became, as if she was worried about something.Chen Kezhi noticed his abnormality and specifically asked him what was going on.

Qin Songxue pulled Chen Kezhi to the bedroom, and the two of them sat by the bed and on the chair in front of the desk.

Qin Songxue thought for a while, and said, since he went to the imperial capital for at least three or four years, the chances of meeting him must have become extremely rare, and he was a little bit reluctant.If Chen Kezhi doesn't want him to go, he will stay.

Chen Kezhi understood that Tan Songxue's words were completely against his will, and the apprehension on his face and fingers that had been picking at the seam of his trousers revealed his true inner thoughts.

Because Tan Songxue was afraid of him, she dared not tell her true feelings in front of him.

For a moment, Chen Kezhi felt a little disappointed.

Going to the imperial capital or h city to learn calligraphy is what Tan Songxue has longed for since he was a child. Chen Kezhi had already prevented Tan Songxue from leaving, but now?

He and Tan Songxue were destined to be separated for a few years, Tan Songxue didn't belong here originally, his world was only writing and painting, those vulgar world affairs had nothing to do with him at all.

Tan Songxue has his own dream, he can no longer restrain him from moving forward, he has delayed Tan Songxue for many years, he must let go.

Otherwise, he would really delay Tan Songxue's life.

"Brother, are you listening?" Tan Songxue stretched out a finger and moved it in front of Chen Kezhi.

Chen Kezhi came back to his senses and said: "You must go. You were so happy when you knew you could go to the imperial capital. You went to the imperial capital to study and did nothing else. How can I object to you? And you only went to the imperial capital when I was in my second year of graduate school. , I have more time to see you after I go... how about seeing you twice a month? It's very convenient to take the high-speed rail, and you will be there in four or five hours."

Qin Songxue's expression relaxed obviously, but she still looked unhappy, and said, "Brother, I don't want to be too far away from you... Can you go to work in the Imperial Capital after you graduate? Our school is 985, and you are still a graduate student." , with a good mentor, it is definitely easy to find a good job."

Chen Kezhi was silent for a while and said, "After I graduate, I will stay in city n to take the civil servant exam."

Qin Songxue seemed startled by his words, she didn't realize it for a long time, and finally said, "Brother, do you want to go into politics?"

Chen Kezhi nodded.

Qin Songxue's expression changed immediately, and she lost her voice: "How can you be in politics!"

Chen Kezhi took his hand and motioned him to be calm: "I've been thinking about this for a long time. You want to learn calligraphy, and I want to go into politics... This path is the most suitable for me. I have my uncle by my side..."

"That's not what I care about!" Tan Songxue interrupted him. He hated the officialdom the most. With his mother's lessons learned, he didn't want Chen Kezhi to go to this troubled water again. "Can't you go to the bank? You go to the bank." Can’t a securities company work? But how can you go to that kind of place! Why do you have to go into politics! I don’t believe that you, a graduate of an N university with a master’s degree in finance, can’t find other jobs besides civil servants! Have you ever thought about me? How can you do this !"

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"Don't be angry, baby..." Chen Kezhi persuaded him patiently, stretched out his index finger and scratched his nose, "I'm sensible, huh? Civil servant is just my job, there are not so many devious things."

"Will I believe it?" Tan Songxue stared straight at him.

Chen Kezhi wanted to pull him over, but Tan Songxue fought back, so he had to give up and said, "Being a civil servant is no different from other professions. Really, I have considered it for a long time, and there is no job that is more suitable for me than politics."

Tan Songxue was shocked and angry, too full of grievances to speak out, and even more afraid to question Chen Kezhi, her shoulders trembled slightly.

After a while, Tan Songxue said: "Brother, it's the same when you go to find other jobs... You will be more free... In politics... My mother is also in politics. You know, she has been very tired, and..." Tan Songxue Songxue couldn't find the words, he knew that Chen Kezhi understood what he meant.

"I don't want you to leave me, I only have you." Qin Songxue always had a feeling that if Chen Kezhi really chose the path of politics, they would eventually separate one day. At that time, who should he go to? ?

The relationship between the two of them is different from that of ordinary couples. He was almost brought up by Chen Ke alone.When ordinary lovers break up, there is no one who does not leave the other, but they are different. From a very young age, the two of them have been firmly bound together, and once they are separated, they will definitely be hurt.

Chen Kezhi smiled: "Baby, what are you thinking, this is just a job..."

"That's not just a career for me! You look at my mother, you look at us..."

Qin Songxue couldn't accurately express what he thought in his heart, and his pessimistic attitude towards the future weighed on him like a mountain, making him unable to catch his breath, and even his breathing became stagnant.

The two stared at each other in silence, the sudden embarrassment prevented Tan Songxue from continuing.

Every time he had an argument with Chen Kezhi, Tan Songxue always lost the wind, and he was surrounded by Chen Kezhi before he knew it. The two talked for a long time this afternoon, and Tan Songxue still seemed unhappy, but he didn't object to Chen Kezhi anymore.

It is impossible to draw conclusions about the future.

Because Qin Songxue has been practicing calligraphy almost throughout his university days, and rarely communicates with people in the dormitory, let alone the class, or even the entire department, so he has not made new friends in the past four years, and no classmates take the initiative to contact him every time he is on vacation. He also participated in few activities, and he did not announce the news that he joined the Chinese Calligraphers Association. Wang Zhiyu asked him how his participation in the calligraphy competition was, and Qin Songxue said that he was qualified to enter the exhibition.But Wang Zhiyu didn't know the meaning of entering the exhibition, thinking that Qin Songxue had failed, and after a few words of comfort, he stopped asking.So when they were sophomores, Chen Kezhi was not a class assistant, and Qin Songxue's presence in the class was almost zero.

The graduation thesis was written under the guidance of Chen Kezhi. It was quite satisfactory and had no special features, but it was successfully mixed into a graduation certificate.

In the second semester of his senior year, Tan Songxue recalled his life in the past few years, but he couldn't find any campus memories after searching.

His roommate dropped the train ticket on the ground while packing up his things. Qin Songxue helped him pick it up. Seeing the strange place names on it, he suddenly realized that he didn't even know the hometown of the roommate he lived with day and night.

They hadn't skipped class together, slept in bed together, hung out together, or shared some nasty little secret together.

His college life felt utterly empty.

Qin Songxue was a little confused for a moment.

Before he was about to go to the imperial capital, the pair of Ya'an green seals were finally taken out of the box.

Now Qin Songxue carved seals as casually as Yi Xiuyun, and chose the oldest oracle bone inscriptions for the characters.

The weather is scorching hot in summer, but sitting on the balcony to enjoy the breeze, his mood is as calm as his knife skills.

Chen Kezhi prepared ink pads and leftover rice paper scraps for him, and after he finished engraving, he printed it to see the effect, so that he could modify it at any time.

Chen Kezhi never asked Tan Songxue what to engrave, and kept the doubts in his mind until the moment the work was born.

Tan Songxue carved very slowly and was afraid of making mistakes. This seal was conceived for a long time before he decided to cut it. This is also the most expensive seal he has ever carved.Soon after, they will experience the second separation in their lives, this time longer than the first time, and this time is also the bifurcation point of his and Chen Kezhi's life trajectories.

He only hopes that the two of them will not gradually drift away, that the 20 years of mutual protection will not be polished away by a longer time, and that the relationship will not deteriorate because of insignificant small frictions, and eventually they will hate each other and even die of old age. Not in contact with each other.

Qin Songxue has no sense of security about the future.

All his thoughts are engraved on the seal, and indelible traces are chiseled into patterns, which will be remembered forever.

"Don't ever forget each other." Tan Songxue said while pressing the top of the seal.

After more than ten seconds, the seal was removed, and there were four neatly arranged characters on it.

"It's 'Never Forget You'." Chen Kezhi corrected his pronunciation.

"None? Oh...Did I keep pronouncing it wrong? Fortunately, I didn't make a mistake...I also said that the meaning of the two words is different, but the pronunciation is the same..." Tan Songxue blinked, a little embarrassed.

Changle is still young, never forget each other.

"It's okay." Chen Kezhi looked complicated, and without raising his head, he began to check whether there was any problem with the lines carved by Tan Songxue, "You just carve one? Where's Changle Weiyang?"

"I'll engrave it later, this one is for you, I'll take 'Chang Le Wei Young'." Tan Songxue said with a smile.

Chen Kezhi reached out to touch his head, but Tan Songxue moved away.

"Don't be seen by my dad..." Tan Songxue explained in a low voice.

Chen Kezhi understood, and moved away without a trace.

Perhaps because of his words, Chen Kezhi felt that it was awkward for him to do this, so he also moved a chair and sat beside him, with a carving knife and practice chapters in his hand.

After not engraving seals for a long time, his hands were a little raw, and after taking a look at the lines carved by Tan Songxue, it was actually much worse than his.

"Qiuqiu, I will be with you for a week during China's National Day." Chen Kezhi said to Qin Songxue while slashing the knife.

Qin Songxue paused for a moment, and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter. I can come back on National Day. Anyway, I just entered school, so I don't have much to do. You are about to graduate. I know you are busy, so you don't need to squeeze time. "

When Chen Kezhi first heard Tan Songxue speak like this, he felt a little uncomfortable, and replied: "You...Actually, I have nothing to do. Just a few days ago, I thought you would come to see you. Didn't I say, Friday? It’s very convenient to take the high-speed train there at night and come back on Sunday night.”

Tan Songxue didn't answer, but carved the seal more seriously.

The Ya'an green stone is so beautiful, Tan Songxue didn't engrave the inscription on it, but after dipping both seals in inkpad and printing on the rice paper, after confirming that the words were correct, he wiped it clean with newspaper, wrapped it up, and gave one of them to Chen Kezhi.

"Well, this is for you."

Chen Kezhi took the seal in a complicated mood, looked around without anyone, and whispered to Tan Songxue: "Are you unhappy?"

Tan Songxue didn't deny it, and while tidying up the things on the folding table, he said to Chen Kezhi, "Well, you can see anything I think." He didn't look into Chen Kezhi's eyes while speaking.

Chen Kezhi didn't understand why Tan Songxue became like this now, did they usher in a period of emotional burnout?

He wanted to hug Tan Songxue tightly and tell him that no matter how long they were separated, he would always love him and he would always be at home waiting for him to come back.It has nothing to do with occupation or geography, he was born for him.

"Baby, what are you angry about?" Chen Kezhi asked a little closer.

Tan Songxue moved away a little, and said, "Don't be seen by my dad, we're all grown up, aren't you worried that we'll be found out?"

After a while, Tan Songxue said again: "I'm not angry... I just feel uncomfortable."

When looking at Chen Kezhi, Chen Kezhi found that Tan Songxue's eyes were already red.

"Let's go to the room." Chen Kezhi said.

Qin Songxue was very depressed in his heart, he was so depressed that he could not shed tears, his emotions were twisted into hemp ropes one after another, and everything was kneaded into a pile and stuffed into his brain, the rough edges rubbed against his cerebral cortex, abnormal pain.

But where does this repression come from?

Chen Kezhi first went downstairs to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Tan Songxue: "Drink it."

Tan Songxue drank it down in one gulp, watched Chen Kezhi lock the door, and walked towards him again.

"You lock the door, what if my dad calls us?"

"I just read it. He is in the process of posting, and he can't come out within two hours."

Tan Songxue looked down at the slippers on his feet, and then stared out of the window for a while. Chen Kezhi stood beside him, holding him in his arms, making his head close to his abdominal muscles.

After half a minute, Tan Songxue suddenly took the initiative, hugged Chen Kezhi's waist tightly, and buried his face deeply on him, preventing Chen Kezhi from moving a bit.

Chen Kezhi was taken aback by his reaction, gently stroked his soft hair, and said softly, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Songxue quietly didn't say a word, because her shoulders were shaking slightly because of too much force.

Chen Kezhi sighed, supported the back of his head with his big hands, and said slowly: "I will never forget you, 'Long Le Wei Young, I will never forget you', huh?"

Qin Songxue choked up her voice and said, "Brother..."

"You idiot... This is not a life-and-death farewell. We can still see each other often. You didn't do this when you went to province G to study in your third year of high school. Why is it that you are getting younger and younger after graduating from university?"

Chen Kezhi patted him on the back lightly with the other hand: "What's so uncomfortable about this, I really don't understand what you are thinking now..."

Tan Songxue raised his head and stared at Chen Kezhi without saying a word, obviously a little angry.

Chen Kezhi wiped away the wet corners of his eyes with a smile, "I'm just kidding, don't get angry, huh?"

Qin Songxue gently pushed him away, rubbed his face vigorously, rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, calmed down his bad mood, and replied: "It's nothing... I just feel uncomfortable, and I feel uncomfortable."

"Just laugh at me..." The bird outside the window lingered on the table for a while and then flew away, and Qin Songxue's eyes followed it to the outside of the house, "Actually, I have always felt that you don't like me that much in the past few years Yeah, really... as if you don't have to be me. As if my identity is only as your boyfriend and nothing more... If one day we break up, you can live as before, and it will not affect at all ..."

"But I'm different... You are more than just a boyfriend to me. I grew up with you all these years, longer than my parents. I don't know what you are to me. What."