Wait till the sun rises

Xia Yang opened his eyes and found that Xu Ziming had already gotten up and was standing in front of the sliding door.

Hearing the movement behind him, Xu Jiming turned around and walked over, leaned over and kissed Xia Yang's eyebrows, and said softly, "Good morning."

Xia Yang said hoarsely, "Morning."

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get up, but found that he was naked, and put the quilt back in an instant.His cheeks were slightly red, and he glanced at Xu Jiming in embarrassment.

Xu Jiming looked funny, with a soft smile in his eyes, he leaned over to kiss Xia Yang briefly again, and said: "I've made breakfast, should I bring it over when I get up?"

In the end, Xia Yang still did not agree to have breakfast in bed.

Looking at the soft cushions on the chair, Xia Yang's face blushed again.

"I made some porridge." Xu Jiming stirred the rice porridge in the pressure cooker with a spoon, and said, "I checked, and it's better to eat something light."

Xia Yang stared at him: "Oh."

Xu Jiming felt a little guilty: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? How about I go buy some medicine for you in a while."

Xia Yang lowered his head to drink the porridge, almost got burned, and said angrily, "Shut up."

Xu Jiming bowed his head, and said after a while: "I will definitely do better next time."

Xia Yang put the spoon away and said, "You're not done yet, are you?"

With a smile in his eyes, Xu Jiming took Xia Yang's hand, took out the beads in his pocket and put them on Xia Yang's wrist.

"I haven't had time to buy the ring yet, so I'll use this instead."

Xia Yang: "This, isn't it already..."

Xu Jiming lowered his head and kissed his fingertips, and said: "Well, I picked it up again. After all, it has been consecrated, and it might be useful, so let's wear it first. Find a ring tomorrow to lock you up, why not?" I can't go either."

Xia Yang's eyes were shining, and he pulled out his hand.

Xu Jiming's palm was empty, and then Xia Yang grabbed it again.

Xia Yang hummed, then took off the blue finger ring on his thumb, and put it on Xu Jiming's hand involuntarily.

Xu Jiming looked at the thumb he had rejected, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xia Yangyang slowly but solemnly put the finger on Xu Jiming's thumb, stared into Xu Jiming's eyes and said word by word, sentence by sentence:

"If I were to come to this world

just to be with you once

Just for the moment in billions of light years

All the sweetness and sorrow in a moment

then let it happen

Appear in an instant

I bow my head in thanks to all the planets for their help

let me meet you

parting with you

finished a poem made by god

Then grow old slowly. "

"Xu Jiming, please don't let me down again."

·

After breakfast, the two cuddled each other and sat on the sofa, Xu Jiming turned the finger wrench in his hand, Xia Yang glanced sideways at his hand, and said, "Grandpa wants to leave it to my granddaughter-in-law."

Xu Jiming's gaze swept over Xia Yang, with a subtle expression on his face.

Xia Yang asked: "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiming shook his head and said, "No, I'm so happy, I will confess this thing when I go back."

Xia Yang sat up straight for a moment, and seemed uncomfortable, and found a comfortable position to lean against Xu Jiming: "When are you going back? Do you really want me to accompany you?"

"No need." Xu Jiming was silent for a while, and interlocked Xia Yang's hand, which was holding him, interlocking his fingers: "Let me stay with you for a while longer."

Xia Yang hummed.

Xu Jiming said again: "Don't do stupid things anymore, trust me."

Xia Yang nodded, and grinned with white teeth: "Okay. If you let me down again this time, I will... kill you with my own hands, and then go to see Grandpa."

Xu Jiming tidied up the broken hair on his forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm willing to wait until I come to pick you up."

Xia Yang propped himself up and got off the sofa, and opened the curtains of the balcony with a swipe. The bright sun pierced in instantly. Xia Yang put his hands under the sun, stared at the warm light, and smiled softly.

·

Dragon City, twelve noon.

Xu Jiming opened the door with the key, and Han Ling poked her head out from the kitchen. When she saw her son, she was startled, and soon smiled again: "I'm back, just in time for dinner."

Xu's father was sitting on the sofa reading a thick professional book. He glanced at Xu Jiming and said, "It's just right, your Aunt Chen wants to introduce you to some girls, go and have a look."

Xu Jiming didn't change his shoes. He walked into the room step by step, and finally knelt down in front of Xu's father, "Dad, I can't go."

The expression on Xu's father's face instantly became cold, he closed the book with a snap, and stared at his son with narrowed eyes.

Han Ling smoothed things over and said, "Hurry up and eat, we'll talk after we finish."

"What to eat?" Xu's father sat on the sofa with an angry look on his face. He patted the coffee table vigorously, "What to eat! How can I have the mood to eat!"

"Xu Jiming, let me tell you, Murong is my student and I can't control it, but you are my son, and I will never allow my son to be with a man!" After finishing speaking, he said to Han Ling who was standing by: "Go , bring me my cane."

Han Ling frowned and said, "It's so old, you still use rattan."

"Bring it!"

Han Ling said: "...I can't find it, I forgot where I received it."

"Okay, okay." Father Xu said a few good words, "You two are going to join hands to piss me off."

"Dad." Xu Jiming knelt on the ground, straightened his back, "I am sincere to Xia Yang."

Father Xu pointed at Xu Jiming and said, "You are not filial."

Xu Jiming's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Father Xu continued: "If you don't break up with him, get out of this house. I, Xu Qiang, don't have a son like you. Shame on me!"

"dad!"

"What will others think of us? Do you want to live your whole life under the guidance of others."

Xu Jiming said: "Isn't it true that people always like to talk about others. But we live on us, don't we live because of their pointing?"

"Life is our own, why should we live it for others?"

"You..." Xu Qiang said distressedly: "You also have to think about me and your mother, right? You can't be so selfish. I raised you so much, not to make people poke my spine. That's how you repay me Is it?"

Xu Jiming's lips trembled, and he asked softly: "Then why did you raise me so big? To add honor to your face? I was the first in the exam, won a scholarship, and won an award. If your face is bright, I am yours." Son, now because I have a relationship that you do not agree with, are you going to sever the father-son relationship with me?"

Xu Jiming said tremblingly: "Dad, I am a person, not a doll, and I will always follow the path you expect."

"Bastard!" Xu Qiang was furious, picked up the ashtray in hand and threw it at Xu Jiming.

Xu Jiming knelt straight without dodging, and the corner of the ashtray just hit his forehead.The bright red blood dripped down, slid over the eyes, and dripped to the ground.

"Old Xu, what are you doing?" Han Ling glared at her husband, threw herself at Xu Jiming, and said distressedly, "Let me see if it hurts? Go to the hospital."

"Which hospital?" Xu Qiang stared at the blood dripping from Xu Jiming's forehead, his pupils shrank, but he still said, "Is it possible to die with such a little injury? Today I insist on you..."

"Dad." Xu Jiming gently pushed Han Ling away, walked up to Xu Qiang on his knees, and said, "Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I just said such stupid things in a moment of urgency. I know you and Mom are in love." mine."

Xu Qiang stared at his son, his attitude softened, and he said, "Since you know we love you, then don't make your parents sad, be obedient and stop."

Xu Jiming knelt down on the ground, kowtowed deeply, and said with a sob: "Dad, I'm sorry. I can't promise you only this matter."

Xu Jiming continued: "Dad, you and your mother are in free love. Didn't grandpa disagree at the beginning? Aren't you living happily now?"

Father Xu stared at his son who had his head on the ground with grief, and took a step back: "That's different, it's different."

"It's the same, it's all the same." Xu Jiming said anxiously: "You and your mother are attracted to each other and make a promise for life, and Xia Yang and I are also..."

"Enough!" Xu Qiang covered his face with one hand, but tears fell down.

Before Xu Jiming and Han Ling could react, Xu Qiang suddenly knelt down.

"Father, I beg you, just break up with Xia Yang."

"Dad kowtowed to you here!"

"Dad! Dad, what are you doing?" Xu Jiming was going crazy at that moment. He rushed forward, pulled his father up, and pushed him onto the sofa.

"Old Xu." Han Ling hugged her husband and cried, "Are you going to force the child like this?"

"Am I forcing him? Is he forcing me? He stabbed my heart with a knife." Xu Qiang cried in great grief: "What am I doing alive? It's shameful. How can I go to see the old man, how can I talk to the old man?" Confess! The incense of the Xu family will be cut off in my generation, I am a sinner, what am I doing alive!"

The author has something to say:

How to deal with this situation is simply incomprehensible

The next time I write an article, all pig feet are orphans. It’s simple, fast and convenient.

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