Loved by old men

Yin Yu was taken aback for a moment.

Song Linzhi never said love to him, even more than ten years ago, Song Linzhi only said he liked him at most.

He put his arms around Song Linzhi's waist, rubbed his face against Song Linzhi's chest, and said sullenly, "Love is too heavy."

The two have been stumbling together for more than ten years, and have experienced everything. Song Linzhi's sudden love made Yin Yu feel a little out of breath.

He would rather Song Linzhi say he likes him, and treat him as a relative, but only love, he is afraid.

Afraid that Song Linzhi would leave without saying goodbye, afraid that this love would suddenly disappear.

Song Linzhi didn't know what he was thinking, but just sighed, "Why?"

"It's enough for you to have me." Yin Yu didn't expect anything extravagantly, even before he met Song Linzhi, he was ready to live alone.

He has no way to accept others, let alone fall in love with anyone.

To be honest, it's not that he hasn't had blind dates in these years, but the purpose of all the blind dates can be said to be to find a mother for him, which is actually very rude to the girl he is on a blind date with.

When he was sitting at the same table with the other lady, he found that he didn't really want to get married. Every time he made a statement, the girls on the blind date either understood him or yelled at him.

Yin Yu could only keep apologizing to others, but Song Linzhi's figure was in his mind.

He was thinking, if he had recognized himself earlier, would there not have been so many things between him and Song Lin?

Song Linzhi sighed deeply, stroked his back repeatedly, and asked softly, "Yin Fan is still young, and Yin Yang can only speak now, where do you think I can go?"

"I don't know." Yin Yu felt aggrieved, "Who knows when you will leave suddenly."

"Don't believe me?" Song Linzhi asked.

Yin Yu didn't answer.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Song Linzhi, but if he does, he's afraid that Song Linzhi will leave.

Song Linzhi touched his face, and suddenly said, "Yin Yu, I'm not young anymore."

More than ten years have passed, Yin Yu has turned 44 this year, and he is [-] years old, neither of them are young anymore.

Song Linzhi pulled the blanket over the two of them, and touched Yin Yu's calf with his foot, "Uncle Song is old and can't run anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Yin Yuteng sat up suddenly, "How old are you? Forty or fifty is a good age for a man!"

Song Linzhi just stared at him, the man in front of him was mature and stable, the boy was long gone, but he still had the edge of the past.

"Smelly, Uncle Song is thinking..." Song Linzhi stretched out his hand towards him and touched his face, "If I get old in the future, you will be alone..."

"I will die before you." Yin Yu said this with firm eyes.

Song Linzhi quickly covered his mouth, poohed, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Then what stupid words are you talking about?" Yin Yu asked back, suddenly feeling a little sour in his eyes, and yelled at him, "Why are you old? I'm not in a good mood, and you still have to tell me about it!"

The youngest son's situation is special, Yin Yu was already worried, and Song Linzhi also made trouble, isn't this forcing him to feel uncomfortable?

He grabbed Song Linzhi's arm and bit it hard.

Song Linzhi took a deep breath, didn't think about why he bit him, and touched his head with the other hand, "I won't say anything, and I won't say anything in the future."

Yin Yu bit deeper.

It wasn't until he tasted blood in his mouth that he let go of Song Linzhi's arm and curled up in his arms with his tall body.

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song, I'm really uncomfortable... I, I... Woo..."

While talking, Yin Yu suddenly burst into tears.

He didn't know why he was crying, since Uncle Shen passed away, he hadn't cried for many years.

Because he is Ruan Ran's father, Yin Shijian needs him, the Yin family also needs him, and Uncle Cheng also needs him, so he can only bear everything silently and endure all the hardships.

But tonight, he found that he couldn't carry it any longer.

All the bad things that happened in these years came to his mind, making him want to vent.

Song Linzhi was startled by his tears, but he quickly realized that he stretched out his big hand and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Yin Yu buried her face in his chest, her tear glands seemed to collapse. All the grievances, hard work, and loneliness these years seemed to belong at this moment.

He grabbed Song Linzhi's clothes and called Uncle Song in a very soft voice, with obvious anxiety, which disturbed Song Linzhi's calm state of mind.

I don't know how long I cried, but Yin Yu was tired from crying.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and Song Linzhi sat beside him, wiping his face with a tissue, his movements were ridiculously gentle.

"Are you feeling better?" Song Linzhi asked, seeing that his eyes were scarlet, and then lowered his head and kissed his eyes, "Is there any discomfort?"

Yin Yu shook his head, "Uncle Song..."

"I'm here."

Song Linzhi brushed his bangs back, fixed his exposed forehead with a headband, so as not to get wet with a wet towel later, and then wiped his face with a towel.

Yin Yu lay down obediently, resting his head on Song Lin's lap, and sat up after wiping his face.

I don't know if it was because he cried for too long. When he got up, his eyes went dark, and he felt that his headache was about to split, and he subconsciously grabbed things around him.

Song Linzhi held his hand and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yin Yu opened his arms, "Hold me."

Not an order, but a coquettish tone.

Song Linzhi chuckled and pulled him into his arms, "You are unexpectedly cute tonight."

Yin Yu seldom acted like a baby, even when he was a teenager.

"Are you satisfied?" Yin Yu lay on his shoulder, eyes closed and a little tired, "Did you expect me to treat you like this before, hug you, kiss you, eat and sleep together?"

"Yeah." Song Linzhi generously admitted, hugged him and sat on his lap, sighed: "I thought about it many times, but we were too young at that time."

"I thought about it too." Yin Yu said.

Song Linzhi was stunned.

"Uncle Song." Yin Yu kissed his side face, "I have fantasized and dreamed about it."

We are all human, who doesn't want to talk about a love that understands and tolerates each other sweetly?

Yin Yu fantasized about falling in love with Song Linzhi, but later Song Linzhi went abroad with his fiancée. At that time, he was so drunk that his stomach bleeds and perforated, and then he realized that he was probably broken in love.

It's not terrible to lose love, what's terrible is that you can't let it go after it.

Whether it was Song Linzhi's reappearance and imprisonment later, or the two hugging each other now, these were all things that Yin Yu never imagined.

He bit Song Linzhi's earlobe lightly, and whispered in the other's ear with a hoarse voice: "Uncle Song, can I?"

His breath was so hot that his ears turned red.

Song Linzhi's throat tightened, his brows softened, and he asked, "What can I do?"

"I want you..." Yin Yu hugged him tightly, bit his neck again, and asked dissatisfied: "I'm restless, why don't you comfort me?"

"What are we so upset about?" Song Linzhi turned over and pressed him under him, gently grabbed his hand and touched his cheek, "I am real, not your fantasy."

Yin Yu's eyes were red again, and he turned his face away to argue: "I didn't say that you are imagining now..."

"Ok, I know."

Song Linzhi kissed his fingers one by one, with pious and affectionate eyes.

Yin Yu wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by the man, so he simply turned his head and looked out the window.

It is still evening, and the burning clouds outside the window are red and beautiful.

In the bedroom, his Uncle Song was kissing him.

Everything was wonderful.

If this is a dream, I hope I will never wake up.

Yin Yu prayed in his heart, held Song Linzhi's face with both hands, got up slightly and leaned forward, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, kissed the slightly opened mouth of Song Linzhi in shock.

He pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the two of them stunned for a moment, and seeing his father being pinned down by Song Linzhi, he immediately became angry.

"You bullied my dad again!"

The two people in the kiss were shocked, and Song Linzhi quickly got up from Yin Yu's body, and said in a panic, "Fanfan, Dad is going to bed, let's go out and talk."

"No need, I won't sleep." Yin Yu sat up, his clothes were messy, and he straightened his collar slowly, regardless of his son's presence.

Even though they lived together for a year, he was still worried about Song Linzhi. He ran to his father, picked up the coat from the sofa beside him, and put it on his father.

"Dad, the baby loves you." Seeing the red eyes of the father, he stretched out his arms and hugged him, "Don't cry, the baby will help you drive him away."

Yin Yu was amused by him, and pushed his son who came closer, "Don't make trouble, Dad is fine."

"No, you have it." Ruan Ran was very unreasonable.

Yin Yu hated seeing his son acting like a baby the most, "Okay, I have, can I let go now?"

He let go of his hand and looked at Song Linzhi with a vigilant expression on his face.

Yin Yu pinched his earlobe, knelt down and looked at him, pretending to be serious and reasoning with him, "Baby, you can't do this to big daddy, you know?"

"I'm fine, don't scare him." Song Linzhi was afraid that his son would not be scared, so he was about to bring him over.

Yin Yu refused to let him go, grabbed his shoulder, and said, "Eldest dad is also a dad, what he did is wrong, you have to say it first, you can't lose your temper at every turn, you can understand what dad said, right?"

He pursed his lips, "Understood."

"Good, there will be no next time."

Yin Yu was very good at educating his son. With his head down, he ran to Song Linzhi and apologized bitterly: "Big Daddy, I'm sorry, the baby did something wrong, so I shouldn't be angry with you."

Song Linzhi quickly hugged him to comfort him: "Dad is not angry, our baby is so good, it is Dad's fault."

Seeing the deep affection between the two of them, Yin Yu sighed and left the room.

In the children's room next door, Yin Yang had already woken up.Island, Xi, regiment, team, independence, home.

Yin Yu saw his youngest son sitting on the bed with a dazed expression, not knowing what he was thinking, and seeing that he had no reaction, his heart throbbed with pain.

"Yangyang?"

He tentatively yelled, Yin Yang didn't respond, he was having fun with a nasty calculator in his hand.

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Unknowingly, I have written a long episode, but this episode is not over yet