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Xu Zhuo returned to his seat, put one hand on Du Ziyou's back, and said while sitting down, "Relax, they are all friends. The food will be served soon, and you can add more food if you want."

Du Ziyou glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Don't treat me like a child, why haven't I seen it before?"

Xu Zhuo smiled without saying a word, his eyes were attracted by the noise of playing on the other side of the table.

A man with long hair tied behind his head was holding an acoustic guitar, plucking the strings lightly, and several people surrounded him.

"Let me start with a folk song," someone booed, "any one, as long as everyone can sing it."

"Accompanist, take your seats, let's go!" Someone shouted, taking apart the chopsticks on the table, and hitting the bowl with a light and crisp sound.

"Hurry up, a dinner party without music is incomplete." A short-haired woman banged her hands on the table, "slapping" up and down.

"Brother Ran, why are you still sitting, come dance with me!"

When Yi Peiran heard someone calling, he happened to be in a good mood, so he stood up, twisted his waist to cause cheers, spread his arms as if facing the audience on the stage, and said generously: "Thank you for your support."

"Zhuozi, are you coming to be the lead singer?" The man holding the guitar called Xu Zhuo, and everyone looked over.

Xu Zhuo waved his hands and said, "I won't show my shame today."

Everyone booed at the same time, and someone said: "Brother Xu will also have a day of love?"

Xu Zhuo was unmoved, so they just made a joke. After a few words of laughter, the man playing the guitar started and sang a popular folk song recently.

Some of the people sitting together knocked on bowls with chopsticks, some slammed their hands on the table, some clapped their hands, some stamped their feet, and the rhythm was surprisingly uniform.When they sang, they looked at each other and knew whose turn it was, when to sing solo, and when to sing together, and they didn't mess up even once.

Yi Peiran, who was accompanying the dancer, danced a simple folk dance, which seemed to be a grassland dance. Sometimes it was rough, and sometimes it was unrestrained. People who didn't sing applauded him while clapping their hands.

Du Ziyou stared blankly at the performance in front of him.

Based on his solid foundation of music training for many years, it is easy to tell that except for the one who plays the guitar, the others have never studied music at all.But the tacit understanding between them and the joy conveyed in the singing voice gave him a wonderful feeling in his heart.

This feeling has mixed flavors, both envy and touch.

Xu Zhuo looked back at him and said with a smile, "You have a lot of knowledge, have you ever seen this kind of occasion?"

Du Ziyou was distracted to listen to the lyrics they sang, shook his head, and asked, "Do you often play like this?"

"Since high school, the repertoire has been kept. There will be a few songs before and after every meal." Xu Zhuo explained, "We don't like smoking, drinking, or gambling. Singing is the most suitable. If you study music, you think What level are they, not bad?"

Du Ziyou said, "Better than me."

"How is it possible?" Xu Zhuo didn't believe it, thinking he was being polite, "When I first started singing a few years ago, it was like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Later, I gradually caught up with the time and learned to cooperate, but it is impossible to compare with you."

"I'm serious," Du Ziyou's eyes were sincere, "Many people are just playing, but you are really playing music."

Xu Zhuo just looked at him quietly, feeling that he had more to say.

The box was filled with ethereal vagabond folk songs, and the harmonies were melodious and full of rhythm. Du Ziyou was silent for a moment, and it was rare for him to open the conversation box. He said in a calm tone: "I have started to get along with black and white keys before I learned to walk."

Fan Huiru is a lady from a well-known family. Since the birth of her son, she has personally taught him the piano.She is not a rigid teacher, and with a natural good voice, Du Ziyou started his childhood musical enlightenment in her piano and singing.

A few-year-old child's hands are small and weak, and his temper is very active. It is not easy to sit in front of the piano for hours.Fan Huiru will not force his son, let him play on the sidelines, while he plays and sings, immersed in the music.Precepts and deeds play a huge role, and Du Ziyou followed her example by his ears and eyes. He practiced the piano for an entire afternoon and made rapid progress.

At that time, he liked music, otherwise he would not have endured such boring practice.

After Fan Huiru passed away, the Du family invited him to be a formal teacher, but he could never find that love again.

"Every class is like going through torture," Du Ziyou smiled wryly, "The more you hate it, the worse you practice, the stricter Teacher Wang will be, and then you will hate it even more. It's like a vicious circle."

"If you really hate it, you can give it up," Xu Zhuo held his hand under the table, "don't force yourself."

Du Ziyou shook his head: "I have to learn, I have to play well. Teacher Wang taught my elder brother before, and she used my elder brother's level as the standard to ask me. If I can't reach it, she will tell my father."

What will happen after he stops here and tells his parents?Du Ziyou didn't reveal it, but just held Xu Zhuo's hand tightly.

It was the first time Xu Zhuo heard him talk about his mother, his dark eyes showed nostalgia, one can imagine how deep his affection for her was.When it came to her death later, the light in those black eyes dimmed, like the stars in the night sky were blocked by dark clouds and lost their brilliance.

"Don't look at me like that," Du Ziyou twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly, but began to comfort him, "It turns out that even if I don't practice seriously, I can still play better than my elder brother. Teacher Wang can't find a chance even if he wants to sue. .Father even found me a violin teacher, even my elder brother didn’t get that kind of treatment.”

The softer he smiled, the more Xu Zhuo felt distressed. He stretched out a hand to wrap his arms around his thin shoulders, and leaned in to kiss his rosy cheeks lovingly.When Du Ziyou said, he skipped some things, but Xu Zhuo listened carefully, and keenly noticed some questionable points, but he didn't want to ask him to make him sad.

He pressed against Du Ziyou's ear, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that there is no piano. Next time I have a chance, I will let you accompany me and I will sing."

Before Du Ziyou could answer, there was a slap on the table, and a paper bag was placed in front of Xu Zhuo.

"Tsk," Ye Shunan's teeth were soured by the two people who were chirping me, "Here, what you want."

"Thank you." There were two boxes of snacks in the bag, and Xu Zhuo put them away.

Ye Shunan bent down and put a hand on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "You guys are here to make an announcement today, aren't you in a hurry, and you have to wait for everyone to eat and drink before sending a big surprise?"

Hearing his words, Du Ziyou looked over nervously. Just as the chorus was over, the short-haired woman pointed at them in surprise: "I, I, I just saw you, you..."

Probably because she thought she was wrong, she said "you" for a long time and didn't say anything, but the boy with the earrings next to her stared round and opened his mouth wide to help her fill in the second half of the sentence: "You kissed him!"

"It's all right now," Xu Zhuo spread his hands calmly, and said to Ye Shunan, "you don't have to wait until everyone is full."

After the wild party, Xu Zhuo drove his sweetheart home, and Yi Peiran's car followed into the parking lot.

It was a bit late, and there was only a pale light shining above the heads of the three of them in the garage, and the sound of footsteps echoed among the empty vehicles, but no other people were seen.

"Why are you dawdling?" Xu Zhuo blocked the elevator door with one hand, and shouted at Yi Peiran who was slow outside the door, "If you don't hurry up, I won't wait for you."

Yi Peiran grumbled and ran two steps faster, the two people in the elevator only heard a few words of "dog food", "the sour smell of love", "seeing sex and forgetting righteousness", but the expression of disgust on his face was very obvious, it was obvious Xu Zhuo couldn't help laughing out loud.

"If you're not happy, you can find someone else."

Yi Peiran watched him put his arms around Du Ziyou's shoulders, and his triumphant smile made people gnash their teeth with hatred: "Don't go too far!"

With a thin skin, Du Ziyou blushed and pushed Xu Zhuo, but was hugged even tighter.

"Hmph!" Yi Peiran snorted and turned his back to them angrily.Originally, because of Ye Shunan's good craftsmanship, he already had enough to eat tonight, but now he is being stuffed with dog food in front of him, which is really unreasonable.

After entering the house, Xu Zhuo refused to let Du Ziyou work, and rushed to drag Du Ziyou's suitcase into the guest room.

He was thinking about "proving" himself and advancing the so-called "intimacy plan", so he couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

No, you have to be steady, he warned himself, don't be too impatient, it's not good to scare the other party.Du Ziyou is like a little rabbit who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, full of curiosity, he often teases himself consciously or unconsciously, but when he is aroused by the teasing, he is so timid that he hides in his nest as if frightened and refuses to show his face, leaving Xu Zhuo was suffering outside the den alone.

He restrained his surging emotions, and carefully placed the clothes of his sweetheart in the closet one by one, so neatly that if Xu Youcai was here, he would doubt whether his son had been possessed by a ghost.

After picking out a few clothes to wear to bed, he went to the study and asked Du Ziyou to take a bath.He has already tidied up the study room, planning for the day when his sweetheart moves in, so he can have a permanent office.

"Ziyou?" The study was right next to the room, and the thin figure was standing in front of the bookshelf, focusing on the things in his hands. After hearing Xu Zhuo's voice, he was shocked, and looked up at him with some guilt.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Zhuo glanced at the big book in his hand, which was the family photo album he brought from home, and only turned to the first few pages. Climbing up, the crotch-open pants fully exposed his white butt, against the dark and rough bark, it was as conspicuous as the full moon in the dark night.

Xu Zhuo blushed for a rare sight, and his most embarrassing deeds were presented in front of his sweetheart, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't remain indifferent!Thousands of mistakes were all Xu Youcai's fault, and he insisted on taking this photo album with him when he left home, saying that it was to prevent his son from forgetting his old father who stayed at home.

"Cough," Xu Zhuoqing coughed, turned to the next page calmly, avoided the ugly crotch pants, and went directly to elementary school, "Your boyfriend has loved me more since he was handsome since he was a child?"

Following his movements, Du Ziyou looked down at the photo album. There was a photo in the center on the left. The grown-up little Xu Zhuo was standing at the gate of the elementary school, carrying a schoolbag bigger than his own, with a stubborn little face, with his hips akimbo, Xiong Jiu stared in the direction of the camera with high spirits.

He doesn't look like he's going to school, but he looks like he's going to blow up a school—if you ignore his arm with a white bandage hanging over his stomach.

Du Ziyou stared at it for a while, then raised his eyes to the live-action version of Xu Zhuo beside him.

Damn!

Xu Zhuo cursed secretly, why did I forget this photo, my tall and majestic image was almost destroyed.

"Can you go to school with a broken hand?" Du Ziyou asked, his focus seemed to be different from what Xu Zhuo thought, "Will it be inconvenient? What about writing, what about going to the toilet? What if you accidentally get hit by a classmate Or where to drink, isn't it dangerous?"

Even though it happened more than ten years ago, there was worry in his eyes, and his earnest words were all about Xu Zhuo's body, without the slightest bit of disgust or teasing.

Xu Zhuo's heart instantly warmed up. He thought he liked Du Ziyou enough, but he didn't expect to like him more and more day by day.

"I didn't go to school," he explained slowly, "I broke my arm a few days before the start of school. My mother prepared for me for a long time, but it all went to waste. She had to force me to take pictures at the school gate to enjoy myself. Because Going to elementary school was postponed for a year, so I was the oldest one in the class, and many of them started calling me brother. Hey, it’s convenient for me to accept younger brothers.”

When Du Ziyou turned from cloudy to sunny, he was amused by his words and smiled, and said: "I see, they all surrounded you at the party tonight and called Brother Xu."

He smiled nicely, Xu Zhuo couldn't hold back yet, leaned forward and took a bite, then immediately turned to the next page as if nothing had happened.There are still photos from elementary school, birthday parties, sports games, art performances, and a few photos at home and in the field.

He wrapped Du Ziyou in his arms, sat on the chair, and looked over one by one, browsing those precious moments.

"This one..." Du Ziyou pointed to the stage photo, hesitantly, "Are you playing the prince? I can't see clearly."

"I'm here," Xu Zhuo pointed to the corner behind the prince, "I made the mountain scenery, and I'm the most powerful in the whole class, so naturally I will do my part."

"But he didn't show his face at all." Du Ziyou looked closer, but still couldn't see his childish little face.

Xu Zhuo shrugged and told him: "The old man said that it was the first time I performed on stage, so I had to take a few more photos as a souvenir, but all the photos showed me being blocked behind the mountain, and none of them were qualified. My mother scolded me."

"What about this one?" Du Ziyou asked again, "Why is the background full of pits?"

"My mother is an archaeologist, and she took me to work at the excavation site during the summer vacation. Don't mention it, it's so boring, they say some incomprehensible nouns all day long, and then I sneaked into the river outside the village for wild swimming, and rescued A little kid who fell into the water."

Du Ziyou's eyes were full of admiration, even a little inconceivable: "You are also a child, you can actually save people?"

Seeing that Xu Zhuo felt at ease, he straightened up a little and said, "The little girl is thin and thin, like a stray cat, but she has a lot of strength, and she flops around in the water. You know, the person who fell into the water I will instinctively grab everything I catch, and many rescuers are dragged into the water and died like this. I used to make the fastest progress when I was learning to swim, so the coach taught me how to save people when I was free. I approached there from behind. Little girl, just let her grab my arm, and went ashore very smoothly."

Du Ziyou was stunned when he heard this, and Xu Zhuo continued: "I'm a good person, I will do it to the end, and I will send her home—her family is in a village not near the excavation site, and her parents are all working outside, leaving her alone with her grandparents. , I heard that I saved their granddaughter, they insisted on letting me eat before leaving, and even killed the only chicken to express my gratitude."

"The only chicken?" Du Ziyou lived a life without worrying about food and clothing when he was young. Poverty is too far away from him, and only books and news exist. "It should be the most precious property of their family. Have you eaten it?"

"Of course not," Xu Zhuo justified himself, "That old hen still lays eggs, and I don't lack that mouthful of chicken soup. Later, when I went back drenched, my mother thought I was in trouble again, and worried that I would be killed by the old man. My son can't take care of me, and even took me to the mall to buy new clothes to change into, so I was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe."

Du Ziyou seemed puzzled about "getting into trouble again", and asked him, "Could it be that you were very mischievous before?"

Why is Xu Zhuo willing to lose his place in front of his sweetheart? After all, he still has a bit of machismo, trying hard to maintain his glorious image.

"I'm more active and full of energy," he put it in a more beautified way, and continued flipping through the album, the photo on the next page made his eyes shine, "Look here."

This photo is not a real photo, and the definition is not high. It was cut out from a newspaper. A boy with a microphone in front of him is being interviewed by a reporter.

"What are you doing?" Du Ziyou asked.

Xu Zhuo raised one corner of his mouth: "I was kidnapped when I was 12 years old."

Du Ziyou cast his eyes on him suddenly, the surprise and concern in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"It's all because the old man was too frivolous. He made a small fortune and showed it off everywhere. Then I was tied up," Xu Zhuo recalled. I stepped on the door of the car and jumped into the water while they were not paying attention. The kidnappers were also brainless, and they drove to chase after them. I dived into the water and turned a corner to get rid of them. I swam back to the city and called the police when I got ashore. , The reporter came to interview after hearing about it, and my parents only found out about it from the news.”

Du Ziyou was dumbfounded, not knowing whether he should applaud his thrilling escape, or sigh for his parents' big heart.

"My mother didn't let the old man into the house for a whole month because of this matter. At that time, no one cared for me to let go and play, and I didn't even have to do my homework haha."

You're actually quite happy?

Du Ziyou was completely speechless, he could only bow his head silently and flip through the photo album, watching the little hairy boy grow into a young man, and then to a high-spirited college student. Every step of his life could see the participation of Xu Zhuo's family, but he never showed his face.

"This photo album is dedicated to recording me alone. There are still a few copies at home that I haven't brought over. There are photos of my parents." Xu Zhuo said.

"I remember your father. I saw him in the old house last time." Du Ziyou said.In fact, he commissioned someone else to do the investigation, and there were photos of Xu's family in the data, otherwise Xu Youcai wouldn't be able to recognize Xu Youcai at a glance when he was in the old house.

Xu Zhuo couldn't let Xu Zhuo know about the investigation. Du Ziyou secretly gritted his teeth and would never allow any rift between the two of them.

Where did Xu Zhuo guess the twists and turns, turned the booklet to the end, closed it, and whispered to the person in his arms: "I'll show you something else."

Du Ziyou watched curiously as he turned on the computer mysteriously, clicked on the folder named "Study" on the desktop, and then clicked on one of the "Step1" files, a video window popped up, spinning and loading.

"Study? What do you want to learn?" Du Ziyou asked.

His innocent appearance made Xu Zhuo feel guilty for a while, and said vaguely: "You can see it."

Finally, the loading is complete, and a picturesque Mediterranean landscape appears on the screen, with azure sea water, a clear blue sky, light orange flat brick houses scattered throughout the entire hillside, and leisurely pedestrians passing by occasionally on the winding streets.

Travel documentaries?Du Ziyou lay in Xu Zhuo's arms and watched quietly.

As soon as the camera turned, a handsome Caucasian man walked from a distance on the corner of the street, wearing short clothes and shorts, looking around with a backpack on his back, he was a traveler.

The man approached, another tall man came out from the corner and called him back.They had a simple conversation in English, nothing more than "what's your name" and "are you here for a trip", and finally ended with the sentence "are you interested in visiting my house", and turned to the next scene.

Du Ziyou sensed that something was wrong at this time, the actor's dialogue and the development of the whole plot had an indescribable weirdness, so he continued to read patiently.

The next scene is inside the house. The tall man shows the traveler around his home, puts the backpack in the living room, enters the kitchen, then the garden, and then the bedroom...

Du Ziyou opened his eyes wide and saw them throwing themselves on the bed, he couldn't help opening his mouth wide.Seeing their mouths coming together, he finally pushed the computer as if he couldn't take it anymore, and stood up from Xu Zhuo's lap.

"What, what is this!?" He stammered and asked, his face flushed, turning into a fresh and delicious red apple.

Xu Zhuo hadn't answered yet, the actors performed too hard, the sound of tsk tsk water came from the stereo and echoed in the study, Du Ziyou's face was so hot that he could boil eggs.

Xu Zhuo turned off the computer with a "snap" without blushing: "The first step in learning should be to observe. I have been looking for this film for a long time. The rhythm and scale are more suitable for beginners. I even subscribed for it."

He is still so righteous!

Du Ziyou was both annoyed and amused, staring at Xu Zhuo as if he was a heinous villain.He tried to open his mouth but couldn't hold back any words, and angrily grabbed the pajamas beside him and fled: "I'm going to take a shower! You have to delete that thing!"

What a pity it was deleted.Xu Zhuo muttered, but he didn't dare to resist openly, so he happily decided to hide the folder secretly.When the sweetheart comes into contact with this kind of film for the first time, it is inevitable that he will be embarrassed. It seems that he has to take his time, first watch some small and fresh romance films, and then slowly transition to the large scale.

But tonight's plans are in vain.He reluctantly put the photo album back to its original place and looked around the study room. His aunt just came to clean the house today. The floor and windows were spotless, and all the utensils were extremely neat. Flies wandered around the property, and finally found clothes to take a bath in another bathroom.

After washing his hair, Du Ziyou came out with a towel on his head. Du Ziyou also walked out of the bedroom wrapped in moisture, and went to the living room to look for his phone.

"Any news?" Xu Zhuo asked, wiping his wet hair. Before he could answer, he turned to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, cut a few pieces of watermelon and put them on the coffee table. Refreshing, if the temperature is too low, it is easy to catch a cold.

Du Ziyou looked at his phone with his back turned to him, without saying a word.He also washed his hair, and was wearing a white towel. The water dripped down his shoulders along the ends of his hair, and sank into the round neck of his pajamas along the ditch of his back, but he didn't notice it.

"Ziyou?" Xu Zhuo stepped forward to look down at him, Du Ziyou raised his head, his face was pale, and his expression was not very good-looking.

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