Rising like the sun

After eating the dumplings, Meng Sheng and Lin Zhiye went back to the mechanical and electrical complex in Father Meng's leaky Santana.Along the way, this warm-hearted middle-aged man wearing a wig kept saying to Lin Zhiye: "Student Lin, come and eat if you have nothing to do."

"Ah."

"Xiao Meng's cooking is not bad, but there is still a gap between me and me."

"I've made rapid progress recently." Meng Xing patted his chest/chest, "He's gained a few pounds."

"Just because you're fat doesn't mean you're good at cooking! I see that big fat cat that Li Yu often posts, doesn't it still grow so fat after eating cat food."

"By the way, that cat is now a eunuch."

"Huh? Who did it? Got caught?"

"What do you know, neutering is good for pets..."

Lin Zhiye listened to the cross talk all the way, and after entering the room, he simply washed up and lay down on the bed weakly, "I'm so tired."

"Ah, since you've said that, I'll toss you lightly." Meng Xing helped him massage his shoulders.

"...Thank you for being so considerate of me." Lin Zhiye smiled bitterly.

"What's the matter with you and your family?"

Lin Zhiye was silent for a moment, then murmured: "I'm out, to the whole family..."

"Ah?" Meng Sheng was taken aback, "Did you announce it like a speech?"

"It's not that grand... I don't know if my grandparents are very angry, I only worry about them, I don't care about others at all." Lin Zhiye's voice was full of self-blame, "Actually... it was also impulsive."

"Now that you've said it all, what should I do...I have to organize my language well and tell my dad and Aunt Man after I graduate from high school."

Lin Zhiye smiled wearily, "It doesn't matter, I don't care."

"How can you be the only one to bear the pressure? That's too unmanly." Meng Xing thought about it, "Let me use my brain to think about it... I should tell Aunt Man first, and then ask Aunt Man to tell my dad tactfully. , whether my dad wants to tell my uncle or them is up to him to decide."

"Meng Haitao..." Lin Zhiye said lightly, every time he "exercises" with Meng Sheng, whenever he is a little nervous, he will think of this name uncontrollably. This kind of mental activity is really...too weird.

"That's right, Meng Haitao, my dad's name is Meng Haiyang, and Meng Haibo, Meng Haichao..."

"Stop nagging." A sea of ​​strong men appeared before Lin Zhiye's eyes.

Lin Zhiye's voice was full of sleepiness, and he stopped talking soon.Meng Sheng helped him take off his clothes and covered him with the quilt, and lay down on the bed humming "Song of a Hero".

"Why, you are always so happy." Lin Zhiye said dreamily.

Meng Sheng thought he was talking in his sleep, so he ignored him, and continued humming while playing with his mobile phone.

"Why don't you speak?" Lin Zhiye said again.

"I thought you were asleep... New Year, why are you unhappy."

"Sometimes, I feel like I'll never be happy again, teach me."

"Come, come, I'll teach you how to be happy." Meng Xing threw away his phone, and wrapped his arms around Lin Zhiye's waist.

"Don't make trouble, I'm serious."

Meng Xing thought for a long time before he quietly said, "It's probably because of my mother."

He recalled the night when his mother died, he called himself to the bed, and said with force: "Mengmeng, no one will clean up the mess for you two in the future, you have to take care of each other. If in the future, you meet someone you I like it too, and your dad also likes it. She is a nice woman to you, remember to give him a push. Mengmeng, life is interesting. You and your dad, you should visit more for me and eat more delicious food for me ...don't be too sad, mom is glad to meet you..."

Then, she called her father over and whispered in his ear for a long time until she couldn't make a sound.My father was lying on the edge of the hospital bed, his shoulders kept shrugging.

"Whatever I love, I have to love twice as much; what I like to eat, I have to eat twice as much, because there is also my mother's share in it..." Meng Xing tightened his arms around Lin Zhiye's waist, "Then I never Mengmeng has become a 1.9-meter strong man."

Lin Zhiye listened quietly at first, then burst out laughing.

"A long time ago, Brother Yu posted a post: No matter what your achievements are, your life is where your talent lies. I think it makes sense, and I thought he became a philosopher. After checking, I found out that it was Uncle Hemingway who said it. "

Lin Zhiye smiled, "Li Xin likes Hemingway."

"I'm not as rich as Li Yu, not as smart as Li Xin, and not as handsome as you... I'm very ordinary, just like everyone walking up and down the street. I am happy, we ordinary people are really happy today." As he spoke, he started to sing again with incomplete tone.

Lin Zhiye leaned into his arms, like a cat desperately huddled next to the stove in winter.

"Your mother left this world with love. Where is my mother? It's a lot of hate... So, if I don't hate for her, how can I face her in my dream?"

"...Go to sleep, if you have something to do, just sleep." Meng Sheng didn't dare to answer such a fatal philosophical question lightly, and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "If you don't sleep, I really won't let you sleep." You are asleep."

On the morning of the third day of junior high school, after breakfast, Lin Zhiye skillfully brushed the dishes and dried them and stood up.

"I haven't washed a single bowl before, and neither has my mother. She needs to play the piano with her hands, so she can't do housework." Recently, he would occasionally tell Meng Sheng something about his mother.

"Then who does it?"

"My dad, or find a housekeeper."

The two who were full started to conquer the Jedi mode of "The Last of Us". Meng Xing felt that as long as he had this game and Lin Zhiye, he could play for a lifetime.Playing and playing, the two "fighted" because of their disagreement, rolled into a ball on the ground, and began to undress each other as they rolled, and changed to fighting each other shirtless.

Lin Zhiye's hands smelled of milky hand cream.It was used as lubricant for that frustrating New Year's Eve... Although it had been replaced with a genuine one a long time ago, the smell was still like an aphrodisiac, which made Meng Sheng's heart skip a beat. On a whim, he put Lin Zhiye ravaged the dining table.

Doing this kind of thing in a place that has nothing to do with sleeping made Lin Zhiye feel so ashamed that his back was covered with a red tide, and he kept pushing his hands behind him.

"I don't want to be here... ah..."

"Occasionally play something new, every time I eat in the future, it will be very emotional."

Lin Zhiye still stretched out his hands to scratch, and Meng Sheng grabbed his two wrists with one hand, took off the pajama pants with the other, cut his hands backside down and tied them tightly, and his interest increased instantly.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Lin Zhiye didn't say anything, her face was pressed against the table, twisting slightly, her ears getting redder and redder.

Meng Sheng couldn't help biting the glowing red ear, and then turned to his back.

"Don't... leave marks, or when you play, you will... be asked by them again."

"Okay, I'll do it lightly." Meng Sheng stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly like eating ice cream, but the little brother below started to move vigorously.

Lin Zhiye yelled, then bit her lips tightly, "Stop my mouth..."

"...Why don't we play Peking Opera too." Even so, Meng Xing gently covered Lin Zhiye's lips with his hands, listening to the panting like the sound of nature, and worked harder to cultivate his colony.Every time you go on a rampage, you can get a sweet response. It really pays off for every effort!

Suddenly, there was a clatter of keys outside the anti-theft door, and then the door was pulled open.

"I'll send you some dumplings along the way, and freeze them—" Father Meng swallowed the rest of his words, staring blankly at Meng Sheng, who was working hard, and Lin Zhiye, whose hands were tied and his mouth was covered.

"Bastard!!" Father Meng yelled with wide eyes, closed the door and threw the bag in his hand, picked up a chair and swung it at Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng was so frightened that he lost his mind, and hurriedly backed away, "Dad, Dad, don't do this, I planned to tell you after a while!"

"Talk about JB! It's not as good as a beast!"

The father and son played a game of cat and mouse in the small living room. Father Meng gave up the chair and used the retractable mop pole that he had in hand.

Because he couldn't put on his clothes when he stood up, and because his legs were weak, Lin Zhiye still lay down at the table, watching Meng Sheng protect his stunned little brother from being beaten.

"Stop beating him." Lin Zhiye yelled out of confidence, almost fainting from embarrassment and shame.

Seeing Father Meng's furious look, the word "homophobia" came to Lin Zhiye's mind for the first time. It seems that their future will be very difficult... He even thought of the scene when they broke up.

"Dad! I was wrong, let's go!" Meng Xing jumped onto the sofa and tried his best to avoid it, but the mop stick was still pulled over one after another, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, "Can you listen to me carefully!"

"Don't you have a fucking girlfriend?" Father Meng's wig was crooked, and he looked like a Pleasant Goat with a newly blown haircut, panting heavily, "If your mother knows that you are like this, she will be so angry!"

"It's good to be alive..."

"My lord, I'll beat you to death!" The mop stick was like a spear, stabbing Meng Sheng's vitals.

Meng Sheng yelled and dodged, and landed beside the hamster cage on the balcony, where Lin Mengmeng was already scared and shivering in the corner.

"Anyway, my mother told me, just live happily!"

"Damn! Your mother told you to make fun of your classmates?!"

Meng Xing was taken aback.

"Lin Zhiye trusts you so much and lives with you, so you treat him like this..." Father Meng gasped for breath while leaning on the mop pole, then remembered Lin Zhiye lying on the table, and hurriedly dropped the thing to untie him. With his hands bound by pajama pants, he took off his coat and put it on him.When he saw the scar on his wrist, his eyes became more complicated.

"Uncle Meng, we—"

Father Meng looked at Lin Zhiye distressedly, tears streaming down his face, "There is no need to say anything, you should call the police and let the police arrest this bastard."

"Dad! I didn't force him!" Meng Sheng finally heard something, rushed to his father and eagerly explained.

"Oh, a good child has been tortured like this." Father Meng glanced at Lin Zhiye's slightly red and swollen legs, and closed his eyes unbearably, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I came a step late, woo woo woo... "

Lin Zhiye glanced at Meng Sheng, and while slowly putting on his pajama pants, he said, "Uncle Meng, you misunderstood, don't blame him."

"If you don't blame him for this kind of thing? Do you want to blame the victim?" Meng's father held Lin Zhiye's hand, "Son, don't be psychologically burdened."

"dad--"

"Shut up!" Meng Sheng just opened his mouth, but his father punched his mouth, and he was speechless with blood all over his mouth.

Lin Zhiye stretched out his hand out of nowhere, helped Father Meng straighten his wig, and said frankly: "We are in a relationship, it is your wish, and there is no need to call the police."

"Ah? Lian, Lianai..." Meng's father suddenly felt stuck in his throat, and stretched out his finger to make a gesture of bouncing a glass ball, "You're talking about it, shouldn't it be this kind of bouncing? Playing something called love..."

"That is, fall in love like a man and a woman." Lin Zhiye lowered his eyes slightly.

Father Meng stepped back again and again, covering his forehead and leaning against the wall, "My mother, let me think, let me think..."

Meng Sheng covered the corner of his mouth with toilet paper, and said vaguely: "Anyway, this is the situation."

On New Year's Eve, when he heard that Lin Zhiye had come out to his family, Meng Sheng began to rehearse in his mind, never expecting it to be so tragic.

Father Meng stared blankly for a long while before clearing his throat, "I've been in the hairdressing industry for many years, and I've been in contact with all kinds of people, so I've seen a lot...I think, um, it's a little early, You are still children."

He pondered, looking at his son puzzled, "You haven't shown any difference since you were young..."

"Uncle Meng, I was the one who chased him first." Lin Zhiye slowly wrapped his clothes tightly around his body, "It was all on my own initiative. He has no love experience, so I chased him very easily."

"Uh, so you've been through a lot?"

"No, no, it's my first time too...I'm a very conservative person." Lin Zhiye's eyes flickered, and his voice was low, "I can only accept being like Meng Sheng..."

Meng's father pulled a chair and sat down, pointing to Meng Sheng's little brother, "Take that thing off, it's annoying to watch."

With a blushing face, Meng Sheng took off the cover and hurriedly put on his trousers.Father Meng looked at his son's pajama pants that were the same as Lin Zhiye's, his brows furrowed and then loosened, like a puppet with moving eyebrows, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The air seemed to become extremely thick, pressing on everyone.

Lin Zhiye leaned against the table, motionless like a beautiful sculpture, staring at her toes.Meng Sheng was so heavy that it was hard to breathe, but still driven by instinct, he picked up the handbag thrown at the door, took out the raw dumplings in the lunch box and frozen them in the refrigerator.

Finally, Father Meng spoke to Lin Zhiye: "Student Lin, how could you...follow him?"

Lin Zhiye raised his head, but before he could think of an answer, Meng's father turned to the other side, "You brat, why would people take a fancy to you?"

"What, you talk like I'm a bucket of slop." Meng Xing said reluctantly.

"Is your progress in studies all due to other people's tutoring?"

"I work hard myself."

Father Meng snorted, then looked at Lin Zhiye again, his tone softened, "Do you have something to fall into this brat's hands?"

"No," Lin Zhiye looked at Father Meng with a twinkle in his eyes, and answered the question just now, "because... he makes me feel very warm."

Father Meng was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the door, "That... the dumplings are stuffed with celery."

Lin Zhiye quickly took off his clothes and handed them to Meng Sheng.

"Dad, your clothes..."

Father Meng put on his clothes silently, and after walking out the door, he called Meng Sheng to his side, and whispered something into his ear.