serious about love

Yan Hao called his father and said that he was going to be admitted to A University.

Yan Mingcheng took a deep breath on the phone: "What are you drinking?"

"No alcohol, I'm serious."

Yan Hao squatted on the chair and hugged his leg with one hand, "Dad, I called on the final day, and I said that I want to do well in the exam and go to a university I like. You let me work hard and try to get into the first choice. "

Yan Mingcheng's tone was serious: "I said it before, but I don't really support you in choosing A University. This goal is not suitable for you."

Banyan did not speak.

Yan Mingcheng said earnestly: "You have to do what you can."

The banquet was so stubborn, and he said stiffly: "I have already decided, and I will start to review according to this goal during the summer vacation."

After a while of silence, there was the sound of a metal lighter being turned on, followed by Yan Mingcheng's voice, full of helplessness that was rarely seen: "Son, your father is a little scared when you look like this."

The corner of Yan Hao's mouth twitched, why did he start to study, everyone was afraid?

"You have to give a reason." Yan Mingcheng said calmly, "Otherwise your mother will think that you have mental and psychological problems if she knows that you set A as the goal. It's too unreasonable, understand son?"

Banquet: "..."

Yan Mingcheng lowered his voice: "The reason."

Yan Hao said bluntly: "The person I have a crush on wants to go to A University."

Yan Mingcheng: "..." This reason is really straightforward and crude.

"Then does the person you have a crush on take University A as a volunteer, or is he sure to get in?"

Yan Hao bowed his waist, resting his chin on his knees: "President A."

Yan Mingcheng was surprised and said: "So, the person you like is a top student."

"Yeah." Yan said kindly, he was the god of learning.

Yan Mingcheng sighed: "You will see your limit in your third year of high school."

Yan Hao's eyes burst into a fiery light: "Dad, not only is it about getting into A University, I also have to work hard on other things. I want to make myself better and worthy of the person I like."

Yan Mingcheng was annoyed when he heard this: "With our family's conditions, how can we not deserve to be mentioned?"

Yan Hao pursed his lips: "I'm talking about me, myself, Yan Hao this person, not my family."

Yanming City: "..."

The son is a lover, like him.

-

Yan Mingcheng pondered for a while, knowing that his son had made up his mind, he didn't want to talk more: "Then I'll find some tutors for you."

Yan Hao said no: "It would be nice to have my monitor."

Yan Mingcheng couldn't understand: "If you want to go to University A, you have to work hard, and you need one-on-one tutoring for every subject, not just mathematics."

"I know," Yan Hao said, "my monitor will help me with other subjects besides mathematics."

Pay the tuition fee of one subject and enjoy the tutoring of six subjects?Is there such a good thing in the world?Yan Mingcheng felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.

Hao Hao heard the knock on the door, and jumped off the chair in a hurry: "Dad, I won't tell you anymore."

"Helping out a question once in a while is useful for your preliminary monthly exam and can improve your grades, but it definitely won't allow you to get into A University. It's impossible. You need intensive review."

Yan Mingcheng didn't hang up the phone, and finished speaking forcefully, "Don't talk about other subjects, I don't think your class monitor will be able to tutor mathematics in the future. He also has to prepare for the exam, and his energy is limited, so he won't be able to take care of you at that time."

Yanhao couldn't think of words to deal with his father, so he hurriedly opened the door to Jiang Muxing: "Dad, let me do it myself, I know what is the right choice."

Faced with his son's determination, Yan Mingcheng could only sigh with emotion despite having a lot of experience and teachings: "Okay, son, I hope you can realize your dream."

The call was over, Yan Hao stood there for a few seconds, rubbed his face to calm down and walked to the door, when he put his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly called out: "Squad leader?"

There was no sound outside the door.

The heat in Yan Hao's eyes faded immediately, didn't he?He leaned closer to the cat's eye, but when he was about to get close, a scene from a ghost movie he had seen before floated in front of his eyes. He retracted his neck, stepped back and dodged into the bathroom beside him to call Jiang Muxing.

As soon as the call was made, Yanhao immediately asked, "Squad leader, where are you?"

"Restaurant." Jiang Muxing's voice was very noisy, "What's the matter?"

Listening to his voice, Yan Hao relaxed: "Someone knocked on the door, I thought it was you."

Jiang Muxing's breathing stagnates: "Did you open the door?"

Yan Hao walked out of the bathroom: "No."

Jiang Muxing said in a deep voice, "I will call your name when I knock on the door."

Yan Hao now realizes that he was quite timid just now, like a child crying to his parents, so he is a little embarrassed: "Well, then I will hang up."

On the other side, in the restaurant, Jiang Muxing said to the waiter, "Excuse me, can you pack the meal I ordered?"

-

Not long after, Jiang Muxing returned to the hotel, saw a few small cards stuffed in the crack of the door, he reached over and took out the cards.

The phone in Jiang Muxing's pocket rang, and then the door opened from the inside.

Yan Hao took the phone, looked at Jiang Muxing, looked at the card in his hand, and then looked at him.

"..."

Jiang Muxing held the card between his thumb and forefinger: "The person who knocked on your door is here to insert this."

Yan Hao found that the card was a beautiful girl in scantily clad clothes, and Jiang Muxing's index finger just pressed her upturned buttocks, even if it was just a piece of paper, not a real person, his eyes turned scarlet and his face turned pale .

When he realized it, Yan Hao had already snatched the card back to the room, tore it up and threw it into the trash can, his thin shoulders heaved violently.

Jiang Muxing paused, walked in, closed the door behind his back, walked to the table and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan Hao peeled an orange and quietly put the peel on the card.

Jiang Muxing opened the disposable lunch box: "The management of this hotel should take measures in this matter and let the staff check and clean it regularly."

"Pimps will knock on the door so that the card will work before it is cleared. Some tenants will ask who and what they are doing when they hear the knock on the door. cards, the chances of making a business are relatively higher.”

"No matter what kind of transaction it is, once it exists, it means that there is a certain market demand."

Yan Hao stuffed slices of oranges into his mouth: "You know a lot."

Jiang Muxing: "Common sense."

Banquet: "..."

Jiang Muxing only ate a few mouthfuls of noodles at noon, and porridge at night. At [-] o'clock, the reaction to motion sickness subsided, his stomach gradually recovered, and the hunger forced him to go out to eat.

If it weren't for that phone call, he would have come back after eating without making the room smell like food.

Jiang Muxing looked sideways at the person sitting on the bed.

Yanhao asked with his eyes, Jiang Muxing looked away and continued eating fried rice.

"There are egg tarts in the bag, I bought them for you."

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, logically speaking he would definitely want to go together, but it was just bad luck, he walked a lot today, his feet sweated a lot, and the shoes were not worn often, they were relatively new, and his feet were worn out, and He just wanted to take the opportunity to call his dad alone, so he didn't go out with him. Unexpectedly, Jiang Muxing brought him food.

"Egg tart..." Yan Hao looked at the back of his head.

Jiang Muxing didn't look back: "If you don't want to eat it, let it go, if you want to eat something else, go and buy it yourself."

Yan Hao quickly said: "I didn't say I didn't want to eat."

A few egg tarts all went into the feast's stomach, and he was full, so he collapsed on the bedside and pressed the remote control, and the TV kept changing.

Jiang Muxing cleaned up the table and went to take a shower. After the banquet, he began to be distracted. He couldn't bear it and slid out of bed, and walked lightly to the door of the bathroom.

Isn't there a hotel where the bathroom door is transparent, so you can see the people inside?Why can't you see anything in this house?

Yanhao lingered at the door in disappointment. After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water inside stopped, and he ran back to the bed in a panic.

Jiang Muxing didn't come out, and after a while, the sound of water was heard again, this time it lasted for about ten minutes before stopping.

As soon as the door opened, I glanced over after the banquet.

Jiang Muxing was neatly dressed, with a T-shirt and sweatpants, a towel covering his head, and water dripping from his hair.

Yan Hao regretted that he didn't see a piece of abdominal muscle, and his eyes unconsciously became resentful, and he poked at Jiang Muxing's body substantively.

There was a sudden sound in my ear: "Turn off the TV if you don't watch it."

Yanhao lied as soon as he opened his mouth: "Look, I'm watching."

Jiang Muxing raised his head suddenly, his sharp eyebrows and eyes escaped from the shadow under the towel, his eyes were seductive, and Yan Hao immediately turned his eyes to the TV screen.

"There are quite a lot of stations," Yan Hao coughed twice, "I can still receive five sets from the Central Committee."

"There are also movies, monitor, do you have anything you want to watch? I'll look for it for you."

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Muxing rubbed his hair, his words didn't match up, "Huang Xu asked us to go to the beach to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning."

Yanhao sat up: "Can you make it?"

Jiang Muxing glanced at him, taking the excitement on his face into his eyes: "From 03:30 tomorrow morning."

"03:30?" Yan Hao said, "Then I have to set an alarm clock."

Jiang Muxing brushed his hair for a while and then turned off the light, Yanhao looked confused.

"Squad leader, what are you doing with the lights off?"

"sleep."

Yan Hao looked at Jiang Muxing on the bed next to him in the dark: "It's still early."

Jiang Muxing asked him, "What time do you get up tomorrow morning?"

Yan Hao lay down silently.

The head of the bed has a strong smell, lemon mixed with medicinal smell, which comes from two mosquito repellent patches on one left and one right.

Yan Hao turned over and faced Jiang Muxing's bed, feeling that the cabinet in the middle was particularly obtrusive: "Squad leader, I want to chat with you."

Before Jiang Muxing could speak, he took the first step: "I've already told my dad that I'm going to be admitted to A University."

This is a major decision, enough to change the trajectory of his life, so he told his family immediately.

Jiang Muxing didn't respond.

Yan Hao's foot rubbed against the sheet under the blanket, and accidentally touched the broken skin on his heel, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

"Go to sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Muxing didn't know if he was sleepy, his voice sounded a bit muddy and hoarse.

Yan Hao answered absent-mindedly, thinking that when Jiang Muxing fell asleep, he would go over and kiss him secretly.

As a result, because I didn't sleep last night, I didn't rest during the day today, and I walked a lot. No matter how excited the soul is, no matter how strong the desire is, it can't hold back the exhaustion of the body, and it didn't take long to fall into a deep sleep unconsciously.

The room was silent.

After a while, Jiang Muxing got out of bed, took the iodophor and cotton balls he bought for dinner, and walked to the end of the bed on the right under the light of the busy traffic outside.

Yan Hao slept deeply, his ankle was held by a rough and dry palm, when he was taken out of the bed, his breathing was even and long, and he was unconscious.

Jiang Muxing put his feet on his lap, lifted them lightly, dipped some iodophor with a cotton ball, and wiped his skinned heels.

Yan Hao frowned in her sleep and uttered an uncomfortable dream.

Jiang Muxing bent his back and lowered his head, and blew on his broken skin.

The lines between Yan Hao's eyebrows gradually flattened.

Jiang Muxing caressed his slender ankle casually, bent his back a little further, and kissed his white and clean instep.