Be good, lean on my shoulder

Fan Ye compromised again and got on the bus with Teng Ming.

Fortunately, the bus was relatively clean.

As expected, Fan Ye received much attention sitting in this car, as if he was not from this planet.

Fan Ye would not have cared about the attention of these people, but at this moment he was focusing on Teng Ming.

"Wife, why are you gambling!" Fan Ye said.

"Why didn't you call me wife in front of Xia Hanyin just now?" Teng Ming asked without even looking at Fan Ye.

Fan Ye said: "Isn't that afraid of embarrassing you? I know you are not used to me calling your wife in front of people!"

"Then why did you shout just now? Isn't it in front of people now?"

Fan Ye was speechless for a moment.

Very good, very thorough analysis.

Almost forgot he was a Taurus.

"Okay, wife, I have to confess something to you." Fan Ye said, "However, you have to promise me that if I tell you, don't get angry again."

Teng Ming nodded.

Hmph, well thought out, it depends on what you said!

"I had an affair with that Xia Hanyin. He kept chasing me. Before that, he didn't know that I was already in love. Because I have always done a good job of keeping secrets, people outside basically don't know that I am in love." Speaking of this, Fan Ye stopped and turned to look at Teng Ming, "I don't even know that the guy I'm in love with is an awesome young man."

Teng Ming forced a smile, "Continue talking!"

"Okay! It's okay to continue talking, you have to hold my hand."

Hearing this, Teng Ming held Fan Ye's hand reluctantly.

Fan Ye said: "Xia Hanyin is very good and attractive, I know that very well. But! He is far inferior to my wife, so I rejected him. At first he didn't believe that I was in love, thinking that I It was purely playing hard to get, so I promised him another day to let him meet you in person, and it just so happened that he saw you this time, so he should give up."

Now that he has confessed so frankly, there is no need to be angry anymore. If he gets awkward again, it will show how narrow-minded he is!Thinking this way, Teng Ming nodded to Fan Ye, "Be honest."

Fan Ye kissed Teng Ming's hand, "With such a wife like Sherlock Holmes, how can I not be honest?"

Teng Ming smiled wryly, but he was not happy at all when he heard the "compliment".

Fan Ye took out his mobile phone, ready to send a text message.

Teng Ming turned his face out of the window.

"Wife, look quickly."

"Look at what?"

"Look at the text message I sent."

"Ah? I don't want to watch it!"

"It was sent to Xia Hanyin, are you sure you don't want to read it?"

"... sure..." Teng Ming said, but he couldn't help turning his head to look.

Seeing the content of Fan Ye's message: Hanyin, my wife specially asked me to thank you!

Teng Ming glanced at Fan Ye, "It's unnecessary!"

Although he said such words, his heart was flattered.

Alright, I was completely caught by this guy, and I started to know how to use these small details to shake him.

The car was driving on the highway, and the trees on both sides were retreating rapidly.

Teng Ming rested his head on the seat, staring at the scenery outside the window in a trance.

Fan Ye looked at Teng Ming's profile, his long eyelashes and ruddy lips came into view.

He domineeringly turned Teng Ming's head and leaned on his shoulder.

After he leaned on his shoulder, he kissed his hair.

This image happened to meet the eyes of a boy sitting in the front row.

Looking at Teng Ming's happy face, the boy felt hatred in his heart.

The smell of the New Year in the city and the smell of the New Year in the countryside are two different feelings. In contrast, the smell of the New Year in the countryside is stronger, and there are some firecrackers in the air that have not been smelled for many years.

Teng Ming and Fan Ye lived in their mother's house together.

Mother was very happy to see Teng Ming taking Fan Ye home.

Some time ago, my mother lived with my grandmother in an old house, separated from my uncle and cousin's family.This old house was left by Teng Ming's grandfather. Because of its remote location, his uncle regarded it as an inheritance to fight for.

Although this old house has very little furniture, it was decorated very warmly by mother and grandmother.

After a hot meal, the two gave gifts to grandma and mother, chatted for a while, and then took the clothes out of the suitcase in the room.

Fan Ye looked around the room, smacking his lips from time to time.

Teng Ming said: "Why, do you miss the comfortable home in Shanghai?"

Fan Ye shook his head, "No, this place is so warm, this is the feeling of home." As he said, he lay down on the bed in large characters.

Mom has already made the bed, the quilt is soft, the color is that kind of festive pattern, and the quilt smells like sunshine.

Fan Ye looked at the furnishings in the room and said, "Your mother has packed your things well for you!"

Teng Ming hung up his clothes, "That's right, mom understands my thoughts very well."

Fan Ye got up, looked at those small figurines, and some wallpapers, pointed to one of them and said, "It seems that you used to be fascinated by Wang Leehom!"

Teng Ming looked back and found that there were a lot of wallpapers from Leehom Wang's "Revolution and Rotation" and "The Only" era on the wall. He lamented that his mother was so careful. "Yeah, a lot of gays are fans of him."

Fan Ye said: "Why do you miss him?"

Teng Mingdao: "He is handsome, sunny, talented, has a nice voice, a nice song, and he can act!"

Fan Ye twitched his lips, "Tsk tsk tsk... There are a bunch of compliments."

Hearing this, Teng Ming felt that Fan Ye's next sentence would definitely be: Then how about I compare with him?

"Then how does your husband compare with Wang Leehom?"

really......

Teng Ming approached Fan Ye for inspection.

Fan Ye instantly showed his model quality, he kept posing, his long legs, and his smelly and handsome face.

Teng Ming pondered for a while, and said, "Of course—" he elongated his voice, "Wang Leehom is more handsome!"

"Okay! How dare you call other men handsome! See if I won't deal with you." Fan Ye grabbed Teng Ming, pressed him on the bed, and touched him up and down, tickling him.

"Tell me, who is more handsome?"

"you you!"

Teng Ming laughed and begged for mercy.

Fan Ye stopped, still pressing on Teng Ming's body, watching him.

The two looked at each other, falling into the deep sea in each other's eyes.

He kissed him, and Teng Ming responded to him.

The door was not closed, it was ajar.

The person standing at the door held the door frame with trembling fingers, couldn't believe it, and turned away gently.

New Year's customs are still very popular in Luoyang, such as posting couplets, and cleaning the house. After the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, there are different customs every day.

Fan Ye seemed to experience such a custom for the first time, and showed unexpected interest.

Teng Ming didn't have much interest at first, but seeing Fan Ye's enthusiasm, it was interesting to accompany him, go shopping in the market together, and do chores such as posting couplets with him.

No one on the street knew Fan Ye, and he was not used to it at first, but after a few days, he felt very relaxed.

Teng Ming seldom goes back to his hometown, and he doesn’t often talk to his neighbors, but the neighbors know him, and people keep saying hello to him; Single, I want to introduce someone to him.

Teng Ming disliked such things, but he was willing to bear with it to make his mother and grandma happy.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Teng Ming received a text message from an unfamiliar number:

"I know your secret, and if you don't want me to expose your words, come to the temple fair at eight o'clock tonight.

You can only come alone, don't let your boyfriend follow! "

Teng Ming thought it was a silly prank, and wanted to ignore it, but according to the content mentioned in the text message, this person must be someone Teng Ming knew, maybe a neighbor.

After thinking about it again and again, Teng Ming decided not to tell Fan Ye about this matter, but to see who could threaten him in his hometown.

At eight o'clock in the evening, after dinner, Teng Ming said that he would go out for a while.

Fan Ye got up immediately, ready to put on his coat.

"I want to go out for a walk alone, you don't have to follow." Teng Ming said.

Fan Ye froze for a moment, and stopped in mid-air.

Mom was washing dishes in the kitchen, and grandma, who was watching TV, was also taken aback and looked at Teng Ming.

Teng Ming said: "Grandma, I'm going out to meet my elementary school classmates!" After speaking, he said to Fan Ye: "You stay here to talk to grandma, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, I went out.

Fan Ye's eyes were full of doubts, but he put down his clothes and sat back on the chair.

"Xiao Ye, don't worry, this is Mingming's hometown, we can't lose it." Grandma comforted Fan Ye.

Fan Ye nodded.

Of course he wasn't worried about whether Teng Ming would lose it.