My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

Last night, the two men were teenagers together, and set the alarm on San Lang's cell phone to four o'clock in the morning, saying that they were going to climb a mountain together to watch the sunrise.

When the alarm rang, the young man squinted his eyes and pulled the screen, put his arms around his lover and whispered, "Are you up?" arms.

The bedroom was a bit cooler before dawn, and San Lang grabbed the quilt to wrap the two tightly, put his arms around his waist and brought him forward, making him stick closer to his body, and the two embraced each other and fell asleep again .

When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.

The old couple prepared a sumptuous brunch for them. The two ate their meals and went to the pavilion mountain behind the villa to see the scenery as originally planned.

Hiking in early spring is better than any other season. It was the first time for the two of us to climb the mountain together. In fact, it was not too high, and we reached the top of the mountain in an hour or two.

Both sides of the road are surrounded by newly green plants. The two walked side by side, sometimes stopped to rest, hid behind the big tree to hug, and pressed their lover on the trunk to kiss.

"The air is so fresh."

Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, it is much better than the city. Young people have said half-jokingly more than once that they want to settle in the countryside when they retire in the future.

"We will build a manor on the outskirts of the city in the future, and we will live there." Standing on the top of the pavilion, Shang Yuxian let the mountain wind mess up his hair, and took a deep breath.

Liangting Mountain is located in a remote area with spacious mountain roads. There is a small fountain in the empty field, as well as outdoor fitness equipment. Not far away is a lighthouse that glows in the dark.

Shen Lang also took a deep breath, then walked up to Shang Yuxian who was standing facing the wind, and leaned his face to kiss him.

The two men hid behind the pillars of the gazebo, and at this moment, only the lighthouse in the distance could see them kissing.

"Why did you buy the land in the shanty town?"

"I want to give you more choices."

The two silently looked up at the blue sky, and Shang Yuxian murmured:

"The media industry, the real estate industry, the retail industry, and corporate management, whatever you want to do in the future, I can teach you before I'm old."

"You're still young."

"38 years old."

Shang Yuxian said.

"It's getting old."

San Lang tilted his head and looked at his lover's side face that didn't show his age at all, the handsome appearance of 30 years old at most, and thought of the word "frozen age".

Recalling his words just now, San Lang didn't understand his meaning at first, but after a while he gradually understood.

Isn't that right, my lover has already planned everything for him calmly - he has slowly started to get started with Hengying's business, the land he bought yesterday is the street of the grocery store, and Shang Yuxian arranged for him to study recently The information is all Hengshang's confidential decisions in previous years. As for the company's management... what does Shang Yuxian want to do?

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help not knowing what to do again.

"When I get older and the old people leave, I will stay in our manor all day long. If Tangtang only wants to marry and not be a strong woman, then I will find a good family to marry and have children. Next , Hengshang is counting on you, General Manager."

Shang Yuxian looked at the sky and smiled lightly.

Like talking to Baiyun, like talking about something that has nothing to do with me.

Shen Lang's expression changed: "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

Shang Yuxian hugged him tightly: "There will always be a day when love is the shortest-lived in front of family, affection, and career, so I have to make a plan early, if one day you can't be with me..."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew away Shang Yuxian's voice.

Does love really not last long?

From the initial acquaintance of the two men, to the love between the two, to the irresistible clinging to each other now, how smooth is the process.The young man didn't know if there would be any unsatisfactory things in the future, but he felt that he would always love the man beside him deeply.

The older lover is like his teacher, senior, friend, confidant, and even his father. He really can't imagine how hopeless he will fall into if he leaves him one day.

Reminds me of what my sister-in-law said:

Not for one day and one night, but for worshiping the world.

Two people are together, isn't it for the whole life, as long as we work hard according to this goal, why do we have to think so much?

Facing the blowing of the mountain wind, Peach Blossom Eyes gradually revealed a serious look.

—Never separate.

Shang Yuxian said that he does not believe in promises and oaths, so this spring, Shen Lang made a promise and swore to himself in his heart.

Shang Yuxian raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his slender eyes were shining brightly. In the strong wind, he seemed to disappear at any time.

Although Shen Lang couldn't understand what kind of mood his older lover was in when he said those last words to himself, but he couldn't restrain his heartache for him.

San Lang couldn't help but hugged him tightly.

Kissing almost madly, pushing the man against the gazebo pillar, tightening his waist, and sucking his lips like crazy, "I will never be separated from you, I will never be separated..." The young man whispered in his ear Said, with a little pleading, "We will never separate..."

"Okay." Shang Yuxian raised his arm, slowly slid to his back, and suddenly hugged him with all his strength. His lips and tongue became numb, but he entangled him and responded to him, longing for his lover to say more to him Many "do not separate", until he tasted the smell of blood, he heard the young man say carefully:

"Shang Yuxian, no matter what happens, I will never be separated from you, even if we go to hell together."

He said, "Okay."

If the love between two men can't be stopped, then let's keep doing it willfully.

When others think that they have made mistakes and correct themselves, then they are really wrong; if they persist and never regret their mistakes for a lifetime, then it is not necessarily wrong.

When I was about to go down the mountain, I received a call from Shang's mother, saying that the kindergarten started teaching children to learn musical instruments, and asked Tangtang which musical instrument would be better to choose.

"and many more."

The matter of family and children has been handed over to his lover, Shang Yuxian respects San Lang's opinion, but he hesitated the moment he handed out the phone, because he remembered the drum kit.

Shang Yuxian quickly added: "Learn whatever you want, be quiet."

"Keyboard," Shen Lang answered the phone and said to Shang's mother, "At such a young age, the piano is easier than stringed instruments. The keyboard is the foundation of all musical instruments."

The two chatted on the phone for a while, and Shang's mother decided to get a few more musical instruments for Tangtang to play with one after another, and learn whichever one she likes to play, since children from rich families have too much advantage.

After hanging up, Shen Lang held up his mobile phone and pointed the camera at his lover. The scenery on the top of the mountain was pleasant, and he planned to take a group photo of the two of them.

I glanced at it for a while.

Shang Yuxian tilted his head: "Have you finished taking pictures?"

Shen Lang searched for the angle for a long time.

Getting closer, pulling away, raising, lowering, all feel wrong.

"Ah, baby, it's time for a group photo. You should be more expressive."

"Rich? No."

"Then...then you should smile."

"I laughed."

"Laugh a little more."

"It's already laughable."

"I can't see it in the camera at all."

"How else should I laugh?"

"A little darker, a little more enchanting, a little more charming, a little bit more flirtatious."

"Can't understand."

Shen Lang endured it, squeezed his waist, and whispered in his ear: "That is to say, can you be a little flirtatious like you are on the bed?"

Shang Yuxian turned his head and left: "..."

I went back to the villa and never went out again. I stayed in bed for a day and two nights, and spent the whole Sunday in bed.

Probably really tired, hugged and fell asleep and fell asleep, woke up at sunset, just in time for dinner, the old couple's craftsmanship is very good.

After dinner, Shang Yuxian went to take a shower, planning to go to the hot spring with San Lang later.

Shen Lang pulled the blackout curtains, turned on the TV, and leaned against the bedside to watch TV and waited for him.

"Oedipus the King, when he appeared in Thebes, limply leaned on the crutch with which he killed his father."

On the screen was a large-scale educational film about foreign dramas. Shen Lang amplified his voice, watched the rolling subtitles on the TV, and flickering spots appeared and disappeared on his face.

When he saw the prince killing his father on TV, he heard the bathroom door open.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Shang Yuxian came out wearing a bathrobe, while wiping his wet hair with a white towel, Shen Lang picked up hot water at just the right temperature and walked over slowly.

The lover shook his hair, and the young man's face was splashed with water, which was icy cold.

At this time, listening to the familiar voice of the female anchor through the glass wall, the show is coming to an end, and this issue is the story of Oedipus.

"When I was in high school, I really liked watching this dubbed film." Shang Yuxian glanced at the TV. "It's very informative and very interesting."

San Lang's complexion was not very good, so he asked him to sit on the edge of the bed and brushed his hair. He almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence: "The story of killing my father is very interesting."

Shang Yuxian froze for a moment, thinking of Shen Lang's father who was a high-ranking official in the capital.

Looking up at him for a while, Shang Yuxian leaned over and hugged the young man in his arms, rubbed his head against his face, and said in his ear: "How much have you heard of the story just now?"

"I haven't heard much, and it's over before I understand it."

Shen Lang hugged his waist tightly, his hands became more and more forceful, as if he wanted to vent out the bad breath in his heart.

Shang Yuxian gently kissed his neck: "Tell you a story?"

Shen Lang was distracted by his teasing: "You can tell stories? That's not what Tangtang said."

He couldn't help laughing, put his lips close to the corners of his eyes, and said slowly:

"In ancient Greece, there was a prince named 'Oedipus'. His father was King Thebes. He was abandoned by his father in the wilderness as soon as he was born. As a result, many years later, this orphan, a A commoner, killed his father and married his mother, and became king of Thebes."

—Oedipus.patricide.marry mother.Take the king.

Shang Yuxian: "This should be what was mentioned on TV just now."

A smile flickered across Shen Lang's expression: "Do you think that he killed his father and deserved to be quartered by five horses instead of just poking himself in the eyes?"

"No."

Shang Yuxian interrupted him, stroked his little lover's back comfortingly, thought for a while, and said to him:

"Freud's 'Oedipus complex' mainly said that patricide is a common unconscious psychological phenomenon of boys. From the perspective of men's growth process, every boy has to go through this stage, which represents the power of growth. .” [Note: Oedipus Complex]

Shen Lang was startled: "You mean... Actually, every boy wants to kill his father?!"

The young man almost exclaimed.

His mother's accident made him hate his father so much that he wished...

At that time, he was young and frivolous and ignorant, now that San Lang has grown up, he has long since lost his thoughts of treason, but because he once had such thoughts, he still cannot get along with his father calmly.

Shang Yuxian smiled, like an elder or a teacher, slowly said to the young man: "Every boy has at least once or twice since childhood, but it is just a subconscious impulse. A boy's first hero."

His tone sounded serious and authoritative, explaining:

"Because what the father represents is the power, the system, the right to speak, and all the decision-making power in reality, so the boy's rebellious heart will make them develop a patricide complex during the growth stage. After passing through, they will grow up— —Film works and literary works also show this point. Killing one’s father is a symbol of power and status, and marrying one’s mother is a desire to own that piece of land. When you take over Hengying, pay more attention to the symbolic meaning in the work, and don’t just think about those who are not ..."

Just about to say "not serious", he inadvertently saw that Shen Lang was staring at him with the expression of seeing a ghost.

Shang Yuxian raised his eyebrows: "Why, I have flowers on my face?"

Shen Lang said with a wooden face: "Uncle is preaching to me? I don't hate my dad anymore. What does my mother's accident have to do with him? At first I thought it was him who did it, then I thought it was a political enemy, and later I found out it was true It was an accident, without any evidence, we can only trust the law."

Shang Yuxian looked at him deeply for a moment, and said: "It's not preaching, it's experience. When I was a teenager, I once wanted to kill my father and uncle and take charge of Hengshang... No, even after I became an adult , I also often think: sooner or later, I will kill those old guys."

San Lang: "!!!!!!"

Mist grass? !

What did you just hear?

Shang Yuxian wanted to kill his father and uncle, and the rumors of plotting to usurp the throne were rumored on the Internet, and the truth was revealed in one fell swoop. How big of an explosion is this?

"You mean, in fact, every boy wanted to kill his father, including you." Shen Lang opened his mouth and looked at him in surprise, "Mr. Shang, don't tell me these secrets. I don't know anything."

Seeing his lover pretending to be panicked, and mischievously, Shang Yuxian's eyes were soft, but his expression was serious: "Since I was a child, there have been at least three or five times when I wanted to kill those old guys. They represent 'control' and 'right' ’, this is the secret that I have been hiding in my heart for many years.”

He doesn't have time to analyze those philosophical issues.

All he can think about is that Shang Yuxian has always wanted to kill those old guys in the business.

His uncle didn't end well, did he?

Is it his secret to kill daddy and uncle?

Mr. Shang was the overlord of business back then, but now it is Shang Yuxian who "coaxes the emperor to command the princes".

Is it really intended to usurp the throne in a certain dynasty?

Shocking exclusive!

Shen Lang covered his chest and muttered softly: "Well, baby, I know it was your impulsiveness, I have also been impulsive... But it is wrong to want to kill father and uncles, let's live a good life, don't Break the law, don't do stupid things, you are already the big president! We don't need money to spend... However, I unconditionally support all your ideas... No! I will definitely keep it secret for you..."

"Thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

Suddenly, Shang Yuxian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Shen Lang looked confused: "Are you scaring me on purpose?"

Shang Yuxian: "Guess?"

San Lang: "..."

Being tricked again?

Shen Lang took a deep breath, grabbed the quilt to cover his lover, the two of them rolled on the bed in the blink of an eye, and it was hard to say who took the initiative first.

When talking about their respective "secrets", they were quite serious at first, but with the sudden change of painting style, they gradually became uncontrollable.

Both men probably longed to be hugged tightly.

Shen Lang pressed his lover under his body and whispered in his ear: "Do you like me to fuck you?"

This question is nonsense, how many times have I endured it, how can I not like it, Shen Lang is asking the question knowingly.

"like or not?"

San Lang asked again.

Shang Yuxian's handsome face turned red: "I don't like it."

Shen Lang was taken aback: "Huh? Don't you like it?"

"It's a strange feeling."

"Really? Why?"

Shang Yuxian stared at his face: "I can't control myself at all, I lost myself completely, and even at the last moment, I completely put life and death aside, thinking all over my head, is it just like this? It's him, it's fine if he's dead."

Shen Lang looked confused: "?? Speaking human words?"

Shang Yuxian kissed him: "I mean, I'm yours now."

San Lang: "..."

When Shen Lang went to take a shower, Shang Yuxian fiddled with Shen Lang's laptop, poked boredly, and found a folder named "Video Tutorial of Principles of Fluid Dynamics".

When opening one of the video files, San Lang just came out of the bathroom.

"Honey! Don't..."

Shang Yuxian started the video strangely, but it was too late.

Magnificent tidbits sounded from the speakers.

For a moment, Shen Lang gave up the idea of ​​stopping him, because he found that the big baby opened his eyes in surprise, and his whole body was rigidly clutching the mouse.

Well, he was afraid that his lover would throw the mouse on the screen angrily, so he stood there as if frozen.

However, at this moment, what Shang Yuxian was thinking about was a very profound question——

-A: Close the video immediately: it will make the atmosphere very awkward.

-B: Criticize him: Is it abnormal for a man not to collect this thing?

-C: Read on: A gentleman is decent, elegant and calm.

-D: Stand up and leave, say: "You can watch as much as you like looking at other men."

- Choose C.

But keep reading, it's a little bit...

The man in the picture and Mr. have just met.

Shang Yuxian pretended to be calm, and squinted at the young man: "I didn't expect this kind of movie to have a storyline of romantic encounters."

Shen Lang lowered his head: "..."

20 seconds later.

Shang Yuxian: "...they... are progressing...too fast..."

Shen Lang coughed lightly: "This is a small movie, it's not like this in real life."

Shang Yuxian snorted: "Even if it's filming, at least you have to drink something first, and then go over to do that thing."

Shen Lang was a little embarrassed, it was the first time he watched this kind of film with others: "You...cough, baby, do you want to drink something..."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

San Lang: "..."

Shen Lang was stunned: "No, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that."

Shang Yuxian: "Thank you for the beer."

"Be more polite!"

"I said thank you."

...the atmosphere is so awkward...

Watch a short movie with my lover, uh.

The two were sitting side by side on the bed, and Shen Lang went out to get a beer on the bedside table, then put his hands on his knees, and his shoulders touched his lover's arm, looking very restrained and nervous, so Shang Yuxian also became nervous.

Suddenly, a man's soft cry sounded from the computer's loudspeaker, intermittently.

Shang Yuxian stood up abruptly: "You, do you like this?"

Shen Lang showed an expression of being struck by lightning, and immediately hugged him: "No! He is not as nice as you!"

Shang Yuxian's ears turned red: "...I, when did I...I didn't..."

San Lang kissed the corners of his anxious red eyes: "Yes, you didn't."

Shang Yuxian picked up the can of beer in a panic, and Shen Lang offered to help him open it. He was so nervous that white foam gushed out of the mouth of the can.

Shen Lang exclaimed, the orange-yellow liquid flowed down his wrists to his elbows, patter patter, made his pajama pants wet.

Shang Yuxian got up to get a towel for him to wipe.

So, Shen Lang's body stiffened, staring straight at the computer, feeling his lover wipe his pants.

Shang Yuxian smiled, and occasionally glanced at the screen.

On the screen, two men were fighting in full swing.

Shen Lang didn't speak, but stood tall, motionless, letting his lover tease him.

"I also raised a cat in the United States, a little white male cat." Shang Yuxian said suddenly, looking at the man on the screen: "Cat, do you know?"

Shen Lang said hoarsely: "Of course I know, I am a professional shit shoveler, have you forgotten our family's fortune?"

"I mean the habits of tomcats."

"I've only raised Zhaocai, and it's very good. Where's your kitten?"

"I lost it, and later I heard that male pets are difficult to keep and tend to run away," Shang Yuxian chuckled, "It's almost like a man, to a certain extent, he doesn't think about anything, throws them all away, and all he thinks about is that."

San Lang pinched his chin: "Does it mean something?"

Shang Yuxian: "Occasionally run far away, driven by sexual desire, I staggered to Yehe, if I know the way, I will go home, if I don't know the way, I will run away with others."

The corner of Shen Lang's lips twitched: "So, in a place other than 'home', it's called Yehe?"

Shang Yuxian raised his head and looked at him with red eyes, "It's okay if you know the home, but the terrible thing is that you know the way, but you refuse to go home. No matter how you sit on the balcony and wait for it, call it It doesn't help, it has already forgotten you."

"That's not a joke, and we can't blame it all," San Lang put his arms around his lover and kissed his Adam's apple, "It's also very troublesome. If I don’t leave, my mind is buzzing, it’s pitch black, I’m confused, I just want it, what should I do?”

Shang Yuxian: "It sounds uncomfortable, whose habit are you talking about?"

Shen Lang: "Cat, who were you talking about just now?"

Shang Yuxian turned his face sideways, and rubbed his chin on his lover's forehead, "Naturally, it means cats, what do you think I said?"

San Lang kissed his lips: "It's nothing, most animals don't know how to control this."

"What about you?" Shang Yuxian touched him, "You can't control it, how many times have you asked for it?"

"You can't blame me. Seeing you, I even stiffened my eyelashes." San Lang bit his ear and smiled softly, "Ye...he...sounds so exciting."

"Don't make trouble," Shang Yuxian murmured softly, he felt that his waist was about to break, and turned over to get up from the young man's arms.San Lang smirked and tightened his grip on him, but he didn't let go.

Shang Yuxian rubbed against the young man's body dishonestly, and suddenly stopped in surprise, hearing his lover's shortness of breath: "Mr. Shang, why don't we hold a meeting tonight and have an in-depth and serious exchange in the field overnight? "

The young man's persuasion made the man irresistible. He wanted to complain about him, but his mouth was blocked tightly. Feeling the young man's more and more unbridled demands, he couldn't help but groaned uncomfortably.

Shen Lang suddenly bent down to hug him, and strode out:

"Take a moonlight bath tonight."

"San Lang..."

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