I may have had a fake childhood

"I'm going out, you stay at home and be obedient, and I'll be back in the evening."

Jupiter knew that it would be impossible for him to step out of this villa for the time being, and he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself, so he nodded his head submissively.

After watching Song Shanglu go out, he leaned on the sofa and sighed with his head up.

At noon, the singing teacher did come. He was an old man in his 60s with a Mediterranean hairstyle. Juxing was speechless looking at the shiny forehead.

Look at the teacher's stern face and impatient expression since he entered the door, and he doesn't know what to say.

If it was Song Shanglu who hired a teacher, he must be a famous person. If he was hired to teach him a bar singer to sing, no matter who he puts it on, he might swallow this breath, not to mention the obvious seriousness of this man. Maybe even worse.

Then he has nothing to do, and his attitude towards this teacher is just respectful and not close.

Jupiter is not obsessed with singing, but according to his personality, he must show his passion for music, but every time he adjusts his mood, he sees that the teacher can pinch the head of a fly to death, and he finally becomes angry instantly. It was as if a balloon had been punctured in the back, and he relaxed with a puff.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to look at the score, listening to the teacher's precautions over and over in his ears, but what he thought in his mind was that Song Shanglu must have done it on purpose, it seems that he is still a face control.

After all, I don't understand the professional knowledge that the teacher said at all. He sings completely out of instinct, as long as he opens his mouth, he will make a sound, but now he is talking about how to make a sound, or how to make the sound better. No, I didn't have much interest in looking at this appearance that didn't meet my aesthetics, and I felt a little boring.

In the afternoon, the clock was the same age as the teacher, and it was running extremely slowly. It felt like a century had passed before the Mediterranean teacher slowly stood up and said goodbye. His voice was hoarse and old, and when he left, he looked at Jupiter with a strange expression. After a glance, he opened his mouth and still couldn't help but asked directly: "Do you really like singing?"

Ju Xing was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized that the teacher's achievements at this age must be due to his passion for music. Compared with the students who have taught generation after generation, his own foolishness may not be enough in his eyes. I can only tell the truth.

"I like to sing, and I thought about learning to sing before, but I really can't remember the theoretical knowledge." The face is full of embarrassment and shame. After all, Lu Qiang grew up in an orphanage. It doesn't mean that the master who has a headache when he mentions books doesn't say that.

A look of embarrassment flashed across his face. The teacher had never heard Jupiter sing. Today, they just got to know each other. After all, Mr. Song couldn't help but give him face, but he didn't expect his student to just talk about liking it. Sing.

Thinking that it wasn't the fun that these rich people came up with, and I didn't want to come before, this meeting was more uncomfortable than when I came before, but in the end I still didn't dare to show it, and left without looking back.

Jupiter sat on the sofa and glanced at the music textbook that had just been spread out. He wanted to struggle one last time, but it was full of little tadpoles and numbers that looked like ghostly symbols. There is no point in yawning and crying.

Nodding his head, he put down the book casually, tapped on the slippers, put his hand to his mouth, yawned and walked upstairs slowly.

Song Shanglu was sitting at the desk, playing with a pen in his hand, slightly bent his fingers and turned it flexibly, the pen was held in the palm of his hand as it circled around the bone joints, and the tip of the pen lightly tapped the table There were intermittent sounds, and seeing the young man on the screen showing his family's undefended and infinite trust in him, he suddenly felt that he was not alone in falling in love at first sight.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the assistant who was reporting to the opposite side of the job trembled, tremblingly recalling every word and every word just said in his mind, there should be nothing wrong.

If you make a mistake, you will be miserable.

Fortunately, I have been immersed in this industry for decades, even if I am afraid of my body, I still have inertia. After reporting to work without incident, I touched my chest and walked out alive.

"Why, you don't want to learn to sing anymore?" Song Shanglu opened the door and saw a figure who was still in a slumber. After hearing the sound of the door, he got up and stared at the exploding chicken nest and looked at himself in a daze.

"Ah? No, I just....... I don't understand." Jupiter pinched his thigh vigorously, driving the drowsiness out of his mind, and his eyes were a little red.

In Song Shanglu's eyes, it became something that he had dreamed of before and finally got it. Then he realized that he was not suitable at all. The dim light shrouded the young man's back, showing a faint sadness.

Juxing was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he couldn't see the expression of the person opposite him clearly. He just nodded his head in a daze, and he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

Song Shanglu only saw the youth's depression, but not his sleepiness. His eyes fell on the round and smooth shoulders exposed by his pajamas, his eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand to pull his tie, turned around and said in a hoarse voice: "I Go take a shower first."

Jupiter vaguely agreed yes, and reached out to press the headlights, and the light irritated his eyes sorely, which was regarded as waking up after all.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, listening to the sound of rushing water coming from inside, I thought about what to do next.

To be honest, since entering this world, Jupiter has been in a state of confusion, not knowing what to do next, and being completely passively taken away by Song Shanglu, this is not going to work, he must seize the initiative.

At noon, I said I was thinking about it, but I was hypnotized by the teacher.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Song Shanglu to come out of this meeting, but when the drowsiness came into his mind again, the bathroom door was not even opened, and Juxing yawned and leaned against the head of the bed, thinking about squinting for a while.

Dimly feeling that a large piece of the bed beside him had sunk, he woke up suddenly, restrained not to open his eyes, but carefully rubbed against Song Shanglu's body.

Didn't feel any reaction from him, Ju Xing boldly rubbed it again, his forehead was flicked by a lightly bent finger, Ju Xing flinched in pain, grinned and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of mist.

Song Shanglu had never played with anyone like this before, and his hands were a bit heavy. Looking at the red dot on his forehead, he felt a little distressed. He put his hand on it and rubbed it twice, and kissed him: "It's okay, it won't hurt in a while. .”

Just when Song Shanglu moved away, Juxing suddenly grabbed his arm and raised his eyes to look at him.

Song Shanglu was taken aback, looked into his eyes for a while and showed a slightly playful smile, and put his arms around his chest waiting for him to speak.

Jupiter lowered his eyelids, muttered for a while and said softly, "Mr. Song, I think we can try first."

"What do you mean?" Song Shanglu's voice rose, but he couldn't tell whether his emotions were good or bad.

"It's just that we get along with the relationship you mentioned first. If you feel tired or don't like me, let me go back to live my own life?" Jupiter withdrew his hands, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, His body was tense and straight, and even his voice trembled slightly.

I think I have been mentally prepared for a long time. Didn't I sleep in the afternoon but struggle with this over and over again?

Song Shanglu's eyes changed, and he asked calmly: "What if I never get tired of it?"

The voice was a little helpless, Jupiter bit his lower lip and said: "Mr. Song, you may just be interested for a while now. After all, I may be different from those people you have met before, but after getting along for a long time, if you If I meet another interesting one, I’m afraid I won’t think so.”

Jupiter has thought about this for a long time. In fact, he has been hesitating because he is afraid that the man is just a whim. Men in real life should also be rich and capable. Creating a world is not easy, but it is not difficult to say .

If the person didn't know that creating the world would have these sequelae before creation, he just pulled himself in on a momentary impulse.

If you meet someone better in the future, if he lets go, you will fall into it instead, and it won't be worth it.

Song Shanglu's face became a little dangerous, but he restrained his whole body, squinted his eyes and looked at him, and his voice was a little nonchalant: "What about you?"

"Me?" After thinking for a while, Juxing kept his head down and didn't know his expression. Now that he heard him say this, he mustered up the courage to look up at Song Shanglu, and said softly, "Mr. Song, I didn't know that you all have mine. There may be all the information, but I still want to introduce myself to you, so as to save you from regretting it later."

After a pause, he didn't hear Song Shanglu's response. Ju Xing roughly sorted out his thoughts. This Lu Qiang's life experience was similar to his own to a certain extent, and it was smooth to say.

"I'm an orphan, you know, I've always liked music before, and I dreamed of going to a conservatory and singing my own songs in front of everyone." Jupiter suddenly gave a wry smile, and then said, "But at that time I was always I don’t have a chance, I always thought it was my dream, but today I figured it out, so it’s not just about liking singing, for example, I can’t even remember the basics.”

It seemed that he didn’t want to say more about this issue, but when the topic changed, Ju Xing began to talk about other things: “I have been singing in bars before, to a certain extent, because I like it, but I am indeed a showman rather than a body, it’s okay It’s easy to clean up, after all, even if I didn’t sell it, I stayed there for a few years.”

"Thanks to brother Qiang for helping me for so many years, otherwise I would not be able to get along now, and like you said, I have never met anyone who specifically targeted me before, otherwise I, an unknown junior, would still have to succumb, just like It's your decision, I just can't refuse it at all."

Jupiter raised his head suddenly, looked into Song Shanglu's eyes intently and said seriously: "But there is one more thing that you may not know, because this thing has been buried in my heart and I haven't told anyone about it. What I really like is man."

Taking a deep breath, Jupiter said all he wanted to say in his heart: "The one who came to me before only said that he wanted to take care of me and maintain that relationship. I don't want to. I have been alone since I was a child, taking care of myself. I make money to support myself, and I want someone to take care of me, not for a while, but all the time."

"But what I want is to find someone who is not as good as me when I am rich and capable. He will not dislike me and will not abandon me casually."

The tone suddenly became a little provocative, and Jupiter's voice was a little soft: "You are the first person to tell me for a lifetime, although I know that you may be similar to them in essence, but you must know that your conditions are too good, if you take me away If it’s the last line of defense, I might just get stuck.”

"If you want to develop that kind of relationship, I can give it to you, but I hope you don't promise me casually, I will take it seriously." Jupiter bit his lower lip, and said it out, "If you change your mouth now, it's time I may leave more readily, although it may not affect you much, but please take pity on me, I can't stand being teased by people like me."

The half-truths and half-false words made Jupiter have no time to brew, and the eye circles were half red, and the teardrops hung in the corners of the eyes, and they would not be able to fall. His hands were bewildered and tightly grasped the sheets, and they were even about to tear. He lowered his head and dared not look at Song Shanglu expression.

Sensing the warm moisture smearing along the eyelids, Jupiter's body was stiff and he did not dare to move, the arms around his waist became tighter and tighter, the air in his chest seemed to be squeezed out bit by bit, and he couldn't even breathe. Some difficulty.

Feeling the heat on his thigh, Mr. Song, who started to sweat, he knew that something would happen tonight, but he didn't know what kind of relationship it was, whether he would be kicked out at any time in the future or... .....

The strength in his waist forced him to raise his face slightly to cooperate with the tip of someone's tongue, feeling the roughness of the surface, Jupiter felt a shudder all over his body, he wanted to stretch out his hand to push back but was looking forward to the person's answer.

The strength gradually intensified, feeling the tip of his tongue pressing against his eyeballs, Ju Xing backed away with a grunt, and was pulled back by a strong hug around his waist.

I heard a vague voice above my head: "The second type, I will accompany you, always."

My mind exploded like fireworks, Jupiter just thought in his heart, as long as a man says, no matter what he says, he is willing to believe it. After all, even if the relationship is based on marriage, there are still people who break up, and those who expect to live a lifetime Marriage and divorce.

Although I am really afraid of parting, if it is this person, can I have a little expectation.

Jupiter's heart is extremely contradictory, but fortunately this is the last illusory world, and he still has time to think about it.

Feeling the man's kiss gradually move down, Jupiter greeted his face, pressed his cheek tightly and said softly: "Mr. Song, I believe what you said at this moment, to say something to elevate yourself, now you treat me as a lover, I am already very satisfied, if you meet someone more suitable in the future, I will consciously give up the place, after all, love has a shelf life, but..."

Jupiter closed his eyes, and pressed his lips against his: "At least there was a person in my life who was willing to treat me well."

Song Shanglu didn't refute. He knew that the young people lacked a sense of security, but a sense of security can't just be said, it needs to be done, and it needs time to prove it.

It's just that now that it has been sent to the mouth on its own initiative, how can there be any reason for not answering it.

After the conversation that night, the relationship between the two of them became much more natural. Although Jupiter is still called Mr. Song, sometimes he still shows a small expression of fear, but more of it is the intimacy shown in words and inadvertent actions.

Since entering this house, Jupiter hasn't been out much. At most, he just walked out of the door of the main house to relax in the garden. He is worthy of a king-level figure. From Jupiter's point of view, this villa is already comparable to The palace and castle seen in the fairy tales before.

I haven't noticed it in the room before, but the servants are quite complete. Song Shanglu seems to have given orders. These people didn't have to surround him when they saw him. They just greeted him lightly and went to work.

Even calling people is called Mr. Lu, there is no intention of belittling or elevating. Jupiter is very satisfied with this title, and thinks this is the correct way for two people to communicate. It will be more correct if you give yourself a little freedom. up.

It's just that I dare not say this for the time being. After all, if he wants Song Shanglu to believe that he loves him, then some things should be done step by step. After all, this love should love him, not his conditions, so love at first sight is obviously a little bit It's not very credible, and the rest is just love for a long time.

Jupiter, who has never been in love before, is also a little confused this time, what kind of performance is truly in love with someone.

Every day after lunch, he sunned his white belly on the recliner in the garden. More than half a month passed like this, and Jupiter did not come to a conclusion, but his relationship with Song Shanglu seemed to be getting closer Yes, and sometimes even a joke or two.

"Go to bed early, I'm going to take you to a party tomorrow. After taking a shower, Song Shanglu hugged Juxing who was in a daze and kissed his forehead.

"Where are you going?" Jupiter felt that his internal organs were shifting a bit, and he glanced at the window with difficulty. The sky outside had gradually turned white, and it should be dawn soon. He would only sleep now, and where would he go during the day.

"You don't have to worry about a banquet at night, just follow me." Song Shanglu pulled the quilt, just covering his exposed round shoulders, covering the spots and bruises.

Why did he suddenly want to attend some kind of banquet? Jupiter really wanted to ask what kind of banquet it was, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't resist the glued eyelids, so he finally fell asleep.

"Get up soon." Jupiter, who had just fallen asleep and had no time to dream, was woken up, turned over and ignored him to continue sleeping.

Who knew that the man would not let go, pulled his arms around his waist to help him sit up, and unbuttoned his chest with both hands: "I've been sleeping all day, how can I sleep like this?"

You said how you can sleep so much, it's because I didn't sleep at all, and I don't know who caused it.

Jupiter was full of complaints in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth.

Although his mind had been awakened by the harassment, his body was limp and he didn't want to move at all, so he simply let his arms move softly.

The author has something to say: emm Jupiter: We are actually just trying, it is still a virtual world, let’s talk about it when we go back.

Someone laughed: Haha, just try, try haha.