You are the uncle!

This was the first time they sat face to face since Yin Ting came out late and the Yin family claimed to cut ties with him.

Yin Chengwan looked at Yin Tingwan, who was already somewhat manly, and realized in his heart for the first time that this child had grown up, and he was no longer the little one who needed care and protection.

The two were relatively silent for a long time, so long that Yin Tingwan thought that time had stood still, but Yin Chengwan suddenly said: "I heard your father tell you about you and the Jiang family boy!"

Yin Tingwan just looked at the tea in his hand silently, without saying a word.

Yin Chengwan knew that this was Yin Tingwan's expression of his attitude, and his silence meant that he acquiesced.

"Then what do you think? You are not young, you should understand what it means for you two to be together?"

Yin Tingwan looked up at him with determination in his eyes: "I'm serious!"

"I don't want to preach on those rules, but you should be very clear that this road is much more difficult than you think."

The person opposite did not answer, and Yin Chengwan did not urge him. After a long time, Yin Tingwan said: "Uncle, I just want to hold an umbrella for him!"

Yin Cheng's hand holding the teacup froze, he suddenly remembered a long time ago, before he married Caiyun, he took Yin Tingwan to live in the barracks alone.

"Cousin, what is love?" The little child squatted next to the laundry tub, looking up at him, the light in his eyes was like a star just plucked.

He wiped the water stains on his hands, touched the child's head with a smile, and turned to look at the sunny sky outside: "Is it love? Maybe it's raining in your eyes, but you want to hold an umbrella for her in your heart!"

"Then why last time I saw a little brother, he didn't hold an umbrella for the young lady beside him when it was raining?" Little Yin Tingwan tilted his head and frowned.

"That's not love!" Yin Chengwan still replied patiently,

"I sometimes cry because of my cousin, but I have never held an umbrella for my cousin. So, does this mean that I don't love my cousin? But, I like my cousin very much, right?"

The little child's serious appearance amused Yin Chengwan, he stopped his hands and thought for a while: "Little fool, that's love, it's different from love! Love is because you will be seen by many people. When it rains, when it comes to love, you just want to hold an umbrella for that one person! When you grow up, you will naturally understand!"

Yin Chengwan, who had recovered from his memories, looked at the person opposite. The person was still casual, but the determination in his eyes made Yin Chengwan understand that he was afraid that he really wanted to be with that Jiang The boy will live his whole life.

The two of them didn't speak any more, and it was after a long time that Yin Chengwan confirmed with him one last time: "Have you decided?"

"Ok!"

Looking at the child who finally grew up, Yin Chengwan suddenly felt relieved in his depressed heart for some reason, and he sighed: "Forget it! Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. The matter between you and Jiang boy, I will Don't interfere, and don't want to interfere!"

As he spoke, he patted Yin Tingwan on the shoulder and said in a warm voice: "When you are free someday, remember to take him home to have a look. Ever since you found out that the bottle of perfume you gave her was picked by Kid Jiang, your aunt has He always tells me that he wants to see this kid."

Although the uncle's words did not directly acknowledge and accept the relationship between the two of them, the meaning revealed between the words still showed his attitude.

Ever since she was out of the closet, she has been receiving resistance from her relatives and friends. Suddenly meeting her uncle with such an open attitude, Yin Tingwan was filled with gratitude and moved her lips. She didn't know what to say for a while. .

Probably seeing his excitement, Yin Chengwan let out a rare laugh: "Okay! Don't say those pretentious words, remember, I, Yin Chengwan, brought up a child, and it's not up to others to point fingers. , including your old man Yin Mingde!"

It was rare for Yin Chengwan to be domineering, but it was destroyed by Yin Tingwan. He looked at Yin Chengwan who was feeling good about himself hesitantly, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence:...Uncle, killing people is illegal in our country! "

Yin Chengwan, who was beaten back to his original form in an instant, couldn't help but stare: "You little bastard, what are you talking about?"

Yin Tingwan, who thought he was guilty of being a thief, added: "Well... imprisoning others is also against the law!"

This time Yin Chengwan didn't explain anymore, he took off his leather shoes and started to greet Yin Tingwan.

Yin Tingwan, who was beaten so loudly, thought he had hit his cousin's sore foot, and even though he was slapped with leather shoes and grinned, he kept urging Yin Chengwan to "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha", and almost missed it. Yin Cheng was so angry that the two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

The originally warm 'meeting with parents' ended with laughter and tears under the interference of Yin Tingwan's weird brain circuit.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and before you knew it, it was the fourth year that Jiang Xiqiao and Yin Tingwan had been together. Grandma Jiang passed away last summer. Because she was dying, she did not suffer much. Very peaceful.

Luo Yuhua still refuses to forgive Jiang Xiqiao. Since Grandma Jiang passed away, she and Jiang Xiqiao have never met again. Jiang Xiqiao went to her company to find her several times, but was rejected by the front desk without exception. outside the door.

As soon as the second semester of senior year started, Jiang Xiqiao and Yin Tingwan fell into the busy preparations for graduation. Jiang Xiqiao followed his own preferences and joined a medium-sized but powerful company as an intern.

And Yin Tingwan sold the Yin family's shares to invest in the game company and finally got on the right track. He was very talented in designing games, and was arrested by Yan San'er's brother Yan Jin before he graduated to help the company.

Because Saturday and Sunday were consecutive, and Ching Ming Festival was a rare three-day holiday, Jiang Xiqiao and Yin Ting took the time to go back to Jinmen at night, planning to sweep Grandma Jiang's tomb.

The Hongqiao District has long been connected to the subway, but they still chose to take the No. 45 bus that carried their youthful memories.

Probably the experience of sitting on the bus in those years took effect. Even though they chose the back row this time, after the bus passed three stops, Jiang Xiqiao still sat firmly on the seat without any slightest discomfort.

When the bus stopped at the fourth stop, a young lady in a hot dress came up. This beauty was also very unrestrained. It was only the end of March and the beginning of April, and she was already wearing shorts. Her long white legs blinded a busload of men. eyes.

Her eyes were also quite high, and she turned her eyes around in the car, then fixed on Yin Tingwan in the back row and didn't move. Miss Bunfang walked over and deliberately stood beside her, showing off her beautiful legs, but unexpectedly , but the two boys in front of them didn't look sideways.

After a few more stops, seeing that her hookup was of no use at all, Ms. Ben Fang was in a hurry, and with the driver's quick brake, she fell on Yin Tingwan's lap with an 'ouch' sound.

Then he blushed weakly and propped himself up, apologizing softly to the person who bumped into him: "I'm really sorry, the master just braked too hard and didn't stand still, didn't I hurt you?"

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yin Tingwan: "Why don't you leave me your mobile phone number so that you can contact me if you need anything."

Yin Tingwan was staring at a carload of men'fuck', and didn't even give her the peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes.

The unrestrained young lady plucked the hair by her ears and wanted to speak again. Jiang Xiqiao by the window finally couldn't help but raised her head and said coldly to her: "Miss, please take care of your thighs and Chunxin!" , this man is mine!"

The beauty who was 'rejected' by the hook-up object suddenly blushed, and the bus happened to arrive at the stop, and the unrestrained woman got out of the car as if fleeing.

Under the admiring eyes of a carload of people, Jiang Xiqiao calmly got out of the car with his obsessed partner.

After returning from vacation during the Ching Ming Festival, graduates soon entered the stage of writing papers, which consumes brain cells. When everyone was busy, Jiang Xiqiao and Yin Tingwan suddenly had a whim. Money, choose to climb Fragrant Hills on foot.

Picking a day with good weather, the two of them changed into cool sportswear and set off in high spirits.

Probably because it was not the peak tourist season, there were only a few kittens scattered at the ticket office at the gate of Xiangshan, and Jiangxi Bridge got off the crowded subway and couldn’t move. Yin Tingwan helped him to the edge of the flower bed not far from the ticket office Sit down, and go to buy tickets by yourself against the sun.

The ticket for Xiangshan is five yuan a piece, but the ticket for the cableway up the mountain costs fifty yuan, and it costs one hundred and one for two people to take the cableway.

He remembered that near the top of the mountain, there was a small stall selling pancakes. The price of things on the mountain was twice as expensive as that at the bottom of the mountain. It was only 20 yuan for a bottle of water and a set of pancakes. I was worried that I would be hungry and thirsty after climbing the Jiangxi Bridge, so I wanted to save 30 yuan for emergency.

Thinking of this, he felt a little hesitant when he touched the 120 yuan in his trouser pocket. The girl who sold the tickets thought he had taken a fancy to him. Do you give it yourself?Or give it?

Yin Tingwan, who took the ticket and turned around to leave, naturally didn't see the weird expression on the girl with the ticket after he left. He handed the cableway ticket and the ticket to Jiang Xiqiao, pretending to be indifferent: " Here, tickets."

Jiang Xiqiao guessed that there was a problem when he saw his acting skills, flipped through the ropeway ticket and asked in surprise, "Why is there only one ticket?"

The person being asked touched his head: "Nash... go up first, I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be back in a while."

Jiang Xiqiao glanced at him suspiciously, turned around and queued up for the cableway.

As soon as he walked on the front foot, Yin Tingwan turned to the next step on the back foot, three steps and two steps, and started to run wildly up the mountain.

The weather in mid-April is not considered hot, but Yin Tingwan was sweating all over his body. When he reached the small platform halfway up the mountain, he stopped and sat on the stone steps to catch his breath. He was about to get up when he turned a corner in front of him. A familiar figure appeared in the place.

Jiang Xiqiao took a deep breath and looked at him: "Is this the toilet you said?"

Yin Tingwan, who was caught straight, stood up from the steps with a 'chuo' sound, his face was full of astonishment: "...Didn't you get on the cable car?"

The person who was asked raised his chin and said nonsense: "I fell off the cable car."

Yin Tingwan still didn't know him, the spokesperson who was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, took a big stride forward and hooked him into his arms: "You little villain, call me stupid in a different way, right?"

Jiang Xiqiao was about to settle accounts with him, but the man suddenly let go and walked to the grass on the side.

Jiang Xiqiao saw that he picked a section of green vine with flowers from the winter jasmine on the roadside, and wrapped his little finger around it, then knelt down on one knee and raised the thing in front of him: "My dear!" Mr. Jiang Xiqiao, would you like to marry the man in front of you?"

Ever since the two of them got together, Yin Tingwan would come here almost every once in a while, from the hot bristlegrass and the pull ring of the can to the unpopular keychain and the small iron ring, I don't know how many things have been in charge of this man. Engagement ring in hand.

The little yellow flower ring in front of him is as nonsensical as the other rings in the past, but for some reason, Jiang Xiqiao always thinks of the back running on the stairs just now. He always thought that this man was in love with grandeur, but he never noticed him. And love so carefully.

Yin Tingwan was just about to make a joke and muddle through this matter like before, when he saw someone suddenly stretched out his left hand in front of him.

His heart began to beat wildly, and a thought circled in his mind. He wanted to confirm with Jiang Xiqiao, but the pair of eyes he looked up had already given him the answer.

Yes I do!

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I don’t want to open another chapter-----Xiaofanwai-----in fact, the number of words is not enough

([-]) Things about Yin Tingwan's car change

one year later

The capital in July is as hot as a stove, inside an entertainment company in Chaoyang District.

"Hey, Young Master Fei, where are you going in such a hurry?" The woman who came out of the coffee room looked at the hurried man in surprise and asked.

The man in front of her smiled: "A friend came to send an invitation, I'll go down and get it."

Although he was puzzled as to why his friend didn't send the invitation upstairs or put it at the front desk, the woman was smart enough not to ask more questions, and returned to the office with coffee after saying hello.

Gao Yanfei walked out of the company gate and looked around the door for a long time, but he didn't see his modified Hummer. He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to ask the person's exact location when he heard a red car with paint peeling diagonally ahead of him. Charlie honked himself.

He walked forward suspiciously, the car window was lowered, and a familiar face waved at him: "Hurry up, what are you doing so stupidly?"

Gao Yanfei got into the car in a dizzy state as if he had hit an evil spirit, and only recovered after Yin Tingwan drove the car to the parking lot below: "I..."

He looked at Yin Tingwan, who was with the old god, and opened his mouth, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "Tingzi, you are bankrupt, why don't you ask your buddies for support?"

Yin Tingwan, who was bankrupt, gave him a slap in the face: "Which of your eyes saw that I was bankrupt?"

"No..." Gao Yanfei was a little confused: "Your Hummer has been replaced by Little Xiali, isn't it bankrupt or a hobby?"

The person opposite him rolled his eyes even harder, with an expression that you don't understand: "What do you know? Is the car I drive good or bad, and our guy is too loose or tight about my pocket money?" , all represent how much my daughter-in-law loves me!"

He raised his chin and said in a loud voice: "I'm not afraid to tell you, since I've been with Xiaohe, none of the underwear I wear has holes. My family Xiaohe said that with holes, I dare not go out to fool around. "

Seeing his proud face with his head up and chest up, Gao Yanfei discovered for the first time that his own brain circuit was so miraculous. If he was given a tail, he might be able to fly up to the sky.

([-]) Things about drinking at Jiangxi Bridge

In order to welcome Jiang Xiqiao's smooth transition from intern to regular, the seniors of Yingjiang Design Company had a dinner together in the evening. Because it was the protagonist tonight, Jiang Xiqiao had an extraordinary drinking capacity. At the end of the party, he He was also drunk, but because his face was so good at bluffing, his colleagues thought he was sober, and they all patted him on the shoulder and praised him a lot.

Because I had to go to work the next day, my colleagues dispersed after leaving the restaurant.

Yin Tingwan had already contacted him before the show ended, saying that he was already on the way and asked him to wait by the side of the road for about ten minutes.

There is still a distance of [-] meters from the entrance of the restaurant to the side of the road. Jiang Xiqiao stood at the entrance of the restaurant for a while and then walked towards the road ahead. There is an electronic scale at the door.

Jiang Xiqiao tilted his head, and suddenly remembered what Yin Tingwan said when he went out in the morning, that he seemed to be a lot heavier than before, he was a little unconvinced, and without thinking too much, he stood up and planned to weigh himself It's really a lot heavier as Yin Tingwan said.

He stood on the scale for a long time, but there was no sign of it. He was depressed, and an aunt came out of the house. When she saw him standing at the door of her house, she immediately exploded. She pointed at him and shouted: "Hey, where are you from?" My hairy kid, what are you doing here? Are you okay? If you’re full and full, why don’t you just step on our induction cooker at the door of my house?”

Jiang Xiqiao raised his head blankly, and the aunt saw his face clearly, and her aggressive attitude immediately made a 180-degree turn: "Cough...then...it's okay to step on it, don't let the aunt step on it and it will be fine." !"

Yin Tingwan, who was standing next to him and watched the whole scene, almost sat on the ground without laughing, looking at the confused little expression of his wife, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys almost melted.

The author has something to say: Thanks to all the little angels who follow the article, this article is over here!

The reason why I originally wrote this article was because of a person I like, but in reality he and his Mr. Yin are not together, and I do not want them to be together, because gays in real life are really Too discriminated against, but the idea of ​​wanting him to live a happy life still prevails.

I want to leave something when I still love them. That’s why this article was born. The reason why I ended it after the marriage proposal is because I think it’s just right here. If I write it down, some friends may be able to guess Knowing their identities, even if I love their CP, I don’t want to bring them too much negative influence in reality. I hope that all the little angels will only love Two-dimensional, and please don’t show your upper body to real people. Thank you for your support!

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