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Tian Peng: Am I not mistaken?Daxia Ye is actually reading a book?

Tian Peng: What stimulated you?

Tian Peng: Let’s read the pornographic books, right?smirk

Ye Ya was amused by his series of replies, and he tapped on the keyboard: Fuck you, the uncle is reading mathematics.

He got up and took a picture of the math book and sent it to Pengpeng: Did you see it, the math book for the first semester of the third year of junior high school.

Tian Peng: Do you understand?

Ye Ya clicked his tongue, really understood him, he turned over, and replied slowly: I can't help it if I don't understand, the owner is forcing me, saying that there is an exam before school starts, and I have to pass every subject.

Tian Peng: So strict?I'm still arresting you to study, your owner wants to be your father, right?

Ye Ya: Bah, fuck a few eggs.

It took a long time for Tian Peng to reply.

Tian Peng: But that's okay, you can go back to school and study again.

Ye Ya lowered her eyes and stared at the phone in a daze. It took a long time before she typed word by word: I don't have much expectation to go back to school.

He thought about it, deleted and retyped

Say it like I'm looking forward to going back to school.

Delete it again, start over.

I don't like studying.

Ye Ya pressed the send button.

Every subject is so difficult, I don't like to study because of abuse.

Ye Ya turned off her phone, put her hands behind her head, and stared at the ceiling for a while.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, which woke Ye Ya up.

"Come in."

Ji Huaiyuan walked in, holding a notebook with a blue cover in his hand. He wore glasses on his nose.

"English notes." Ji Huaiyuan walked to the bed, handed the notebook to Ye Ya, and said, "This is the grammar and important vocabulary for the first semester of the third year of junior high school. I marked the key points and difficulties with a red pen. You You can refer to it."

Ye Ya lowered his head and flipped through a few sheets, each page was densely written. He knew that Ji Huaiyuan's handwriting was a little scribbled, but here it was neatly written, as if he was afraid that he might not be able to read the words clearly.He moved his lips, but found that he couldn't say a word.

He didn't expect Ji Huaiyuan to take it so seriously, but after thinking about it, his behavior was quite in line with his character.

Ye Ya closed the notebook and sincerely thanked: "Thank you."

"Look slowly." Ji Huaiyuan rubbed the center of his brows. His brows and eyes were full of fatigue, and there was a faint bruise under his eyes. He changed the subject, "I want to eat money eggs tonight."

Money egg is a Hunan dish. Ye Ya saw it in an online recipe, so she tried to make it. First, boil the egg, peel it and slice it, then deep-fry it, and finally add red pepper and green pepper and fry it together. The recipe is simple and easy to learn , the taste was unexpectedly delicious, and Ji Huaiyuan praised it several times at that time.

"Okay!" Ye Ya smiled.

His current life in the stomach is one day of heaven and one day of hell, back and forth.

Ji Huaiyuan is both particular about food and not particular about it. He can tolerate the dark dishes he cooks, and he can also indulge in all kinds of staple desserts made by Ye Ya. In short - it is very easy to feed.

After dinner in the evening, Ye Ya made another iced mung bean soup, filled two small bowls and brought them to the balcony table.

There was also a radio on the table. The mellow and pleasant voice of the broadcast host was transmitted along with the electric current. At this time, there was an affectionate talk show, and the soothing and beautiful pure music sounded softly, which seemed especially gentle in the watery night.

Ji Huaiyuan concentrated on typing in front of the computer.

Ye Ya only cared about scooping the mung bean soup into his mouth with a spoon. The cold and sweet soup entered his mouth, and his mouth was full of soft mung beans. Satisfied, he immediately forgot the dizziness when he was studying.

"Uncle Ji, you can drink too." Ye Ya said holding the bowl.

Ji Huaiyuan didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and seemed to respond in a nonchalant manner, but he was still busy with his hands, not at all intending to drink.

Uncle Ji refused food?

Ye Ya was surprised, so she leaned next to him, staring at the computer screen curiously, "What are you doing?"

Ye Ya now is not the same as four years ago. When reading a book, he has to read every word. He quickly glances at the beginning.

"In May 1983, the research team of Luca Montagnier at the Institut Pasteur in France was the first to isolate the HIV virus from the lymph nodes in the patient's body..."

Ye Ya was stunned, what the hell is this?

AIDS?

He subconsciously glanced at the line Ji Huaiyuan was typing, and Ji Huaiyuan continued to focus on typing on the keyboard as if he hadn't noticed him coming.

"Most people suspect that AIDS patients are caused by homosexuality. They think that homosexual sex life causes sexual confusion, which leads to lesions and produces AIDS. However, homosexuality problems existed as early as in ancient Greece and Rome, and AIDS was first discovered in human beings. April 1884.  …”

Ye Ya was even more stunned.

He touched Ji Huaiyuan's shoulder, "What are you writing?"

It was only then that Ji Huaiyuan seemed to realize Ye Ya's existence. He raised his eyes, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a calm tone, "I'm writing a manuscript, and I'm going to submit it to a weekly magazine."

"Ah?" Ye Ya seemed to understand, but didn't understand, "Uncle Ji, you are still a writer."

"I'm not a writer." Ji Huaiyuan pressed Save to close the document window, his eyes fell on the original blue screen, and the screen's faint light cast on his face, "I just accidentally saw an article in this magazine criticizing homosexuality, I can't imagine any magazine society publishing such an argument that all gay people will get AIDS."

Ye Ya let out a "huh", he took another sip of mung bean soup, chewed the mung beans in his mouth carefully, and said vaguely: "Is that so..."

He didn't feel much about Ji Huaiyuan's remarks, mainly because he was too far away from his world, and he felt like he was talking about something unreachable. Seeing Ji Huaiyuan put himself on the computer again, he seemed to feel that this topic had nothing to do with it. He is not communicable.

Ye Ya put down the bowl silently, and tried to defend himself: "It's not that I don't support you, Uncle Ji, I just don't think this matter has anything to do with me. I don't have any homosexuals around me, and I haven't seen anyone with AIDS, so it's okay." opinion."

"I am gay." Ji Huaiyuan said.

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Ye Ya opened her mouth wide in shock, her eyeballs were about to pop out, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak clearly, she stammered intermittently, "What...fuck?"

Ji Huaiyuan frowned slightly, "Don't swear."

Ye Ya closed her mouth and said "Oh" silently.

Ji Huaiyuan opened the document and continued writing as if he hadn't seen his reaction.

Ye Ya kept jumping up and down as if he was holding something in his heart, he was so nervous that his breathing was almost out of control, after thinking for a long time, he still asked directly: "...Did you ask me to live in your house, did you take a liking to me? "

Ji Huaiyuan stopped moving when he heard the words, his slender fingers were still lightly pressing on the keyboard, and he looked sideways at Ye Ya, "What do I like about you?"

Ye Ya: "..."

Ye Ya spent several minutes thinking about what Ji Huaiyuan liked about her, and finally came to a conclusion.

not a single one.

Ji Huaiyuan looked at him calmly, with a slight mockery in his eyes.

Until they got together, Ji Huaiyuan paid a heavy price for this flimsy remark that he failed to prepare for a rainy day: he wrote a hundred reasons why he didn't like Ye Ya, and he couldn't be heavy-handed.

Ye Ya's heart hanging in his throat really fell down. He clicked his tongue, took up the bowl and poured the remaining mung bean soup into his mouth. His mouth was stuffed and his eyes rolled around. , I kept thinking about why Ji Huaiyuan wanted to adopt him. He didn't think about this question at first, but after knowing that Ji Huaiyuan was gay, he couldn't help but think of this question, as if adopting him had something to do with Ji Huaiyuan's sexuality. .

Ye Ya stared at the back of Ji Huaiyuan's head, black hair and fair skin formed a visual enjoyment.He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and exclaimed: "Uncle Ji, you adopted me because you wanted to be my father, right?"

If you like a man, you definitely can't have children, so Ji Huaiyuan is afraid that he will have no one to depend on in the future, and it happens that he has no father, mother, or father, so he makes do with adopting him, waiting for someone to take care of him when he is old?

Thinking about it this way, it seems reasonable.

But Ye Ya looked at Ji Huaiyuan again, such a young father...

Pooh!What the hell, the corner of Ye Ya's mouth twitched, and quickly spit out the thought just now.

Ji Huaiyuan turned around and crossed his arms and squinted at him, with a half-smile, "Yo, son."