Yizhi

The body is extremely tired, but the spirit continues to be excited.

Yi Qingwei is used to this state, and handles it with ease.

The light was too bright, so he closed the curtains and put on the blindfold.There are always small voices that disturb his thinking. He covers the pillow and puts on earplugs.

It doesn't work, and it doesn't hurt.

Fully equipped, he sank into the soft big bed, dived into the lonely world, closed his eyes, and began to miss Song Yezhi.

He never forces himself to sleep.

Before going to sleep, he thought, hard times are coming, and good days are approaching.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when the downstairs gradually became lively.Yi Yan's family arrived first, Shen Jinyun's family followed closely behind, Shen Le and Gan Tingyi drove around to pick up Song Yingjun and Tao Guosheng.

Yi Qingwei and Yi Jin were studying the dishes in the kitchen, one was holding a thick recipe book, the other was carrying a laptop, thinking hard for a long time, they glanced at each other, the two siblings nodded, and suggested in unison: "It's better to call the hotel Bar."

Afterwards, the division of labor and cooperation, Yi Qingwei refilled tea and fruit for everyone in the living room, and Yi Jin contacted the hotel manager to order food and deliver food.

Since the death of Shen Jianye's cerebral hemorrhage a few years ago, Yi Weigong and Song Yingjun got together more and more frequently.

The rest of the juniors became the background board.

Yi Qingwei poured half of the tea, was carried to the study, and listened to Yi Yan's general training.After coming out, passing by the living room, he led someone to lift up Ian Wu in front of the TV, put him behind the sofa, and said: "Stay away from the TV, don't put on a whole pair of glasses in the first day of junior high school. "

Yi Enwu just got rid of his identity as a primary school student, and he wanted to appear rebellious at the juncture of puberty, but he couldn't stand up in front of Yi Qingwei, so he nodded and said, "Good uncle."

Shen Le was sitting on the sofa watching the uncle and nephew, he patted the seat next to him, and signaled Yi Qingwei to sit down.

"Where did you go the other day?"

Yi Qingwei asked: "My sister is looking for you?"

Shen Leji glanced at the three women who were happily chatting over there, and said, "I found it. We searched all over the place, but no one knows what happened."

"I'm going to find Song Yezhi."

Shen Leji didn't know the inside story so far, he wondered: "What happened to Xiao Ye?"

"It's okay, just go and have a look."

Yi Qingwei thought for a while, and said: "Don't talk for a while, and don't do anything."

Shen Le was surprised: "What did I say?"

When the doorbell rang, it was the arrival of the delivery man, and it was time to set the table for dinner.

Yi Qingwei got up and went to open the door, leaving a sentence: "Just remember."

The dishes were served on the table plate by plate. Yi Qingwei held down the wine glasses handed to his mouth by Yi Weigong and Song Yingjun, pointed to the bowl, and said, "You and Uncle Song have some food first before drinking." He did not forget to emphasize, "Light drinking."

Yi Qingwei first prepared dishes for them with serving chopsticks, and then went to entertain other people in the seat.

In the past, this kind of work was done by Yi Yan or Yi Jin, but now Yi Qingwei took over naturally.

Yi Weigong smiled and sighed: "We are old, and the children have grown up."

Song Yingjun looked at Yi Qingwei's thoughtful and mature attitude: "Yes, I have grown up."

"I heard that Ono has gone back again? What are you doing? Isn't it good to stay with him? I don't think that child Ono likes to run outside."

Song Yingjun breathed a sigh of relief from his nasal cavity, showing his old age.

"I'm thinking too..." He changed the subject, "But this time, he really proposed to leave."

"You definitely didn't stay. As long as you say something, he will definitely not leave."

Song Yingjun shook his head, raised the wine and made a toast to Yi Weigong: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

The wine was hot, the wine was full and the food was full, and when he was about to put down his chopsticks, Yi Qingwei held the wine bottle in one hand and the wine glass in the other. From the beginning to the end, he toasted everyone with auspicious words and blessings.Finally, he returned to his place, stood by the long table, and said, "I invite everyone to come today because I have another matter to talk about."

Yi Jin's chopsticks froze in mid-air.She saw Yi Qingwei raised his head and chest, and the look of infinite comfort in his eyes, plus the question in the morning, she vaguely guessed what he was going to do.

"Xiao Wei!" She urgently called him in a strict voice.

Yi Qingwei gave Yi Jin a look, smiled, comforted her, but ignored her, and continued: "This matter is not big or small, but it should be known to everyone. I have been waiting for a long time, and I am fortunate enough to be here in the last few days. God got his chance."

Yi Jin jumped up and called him by name: "Yi Qingwei!"

During the dinner, it was completely quiet, except Yi Enwu who was still absorbed in eating.

Yi Weigong raised his hand: "Xiaojin, what's the matter, let my brother talk about it."

Yi Jin didn't know whether to drag Yi Qingwei out or listen to Yi Weigong, she was anxious: "Dad—"

He blurted out, and said in a leisurely manner, "I like Song Yezhi, and I have liked it for many years."

Yi Enwu didn't understand, what is there to say about this matter, he shook his chopsticks and said, "I like Brother Xiaoye too."

Lin Xin hurriedly covered his son's mouth.

Because it was too absurd, everyone was surprised or suspicious, and did not fully understand the meaning of Yi Qingwei's words.

Yi Qingwei smiled and said, "Yes, he is liked by many people. But what I like is that I want to marry him, grow old with him, and spend the rest of my life with him."

The wooden chopsticks in Yi Weigong's hand broke instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Yi Qingwei knew that Yi Weigong's question had no meaning or purpose.So he just repeated meaninglessly: "I like Song Yezhi, and I have liked it for many years."

Yi Weigong was a soldier when he was young and had seen such things.The two young men had been scorned and abused so much that they couldn't even maintain the most basic interpersonal relationship.So when they were first discovered, they tried to fight against the crowd, fighting for equality and respect.In the end, he was tied up and knelt in a muddy puddle in the open space, performing a kiss under the pressure of everyone.After this social death, they are nowhere to be found.

At that time, some people still had reason. Even though they didn’t know whether homosexuality was evil or not, their conscience prompted them to be neutral and not to participate in violence.In that environment, silence can be regarded as kindness.

The times are getting better, but the bad nature of human beings may not necessarily get better.

When it was his turn, he dared not take any chances.

Yi Weigong glanced at his friend beside him, and Song Yingjun looked at Yi Qingwei, without any surprise or anger, with a sad expression on his face.

He stood up and walked towards his son.

"Yi Qingwei, you don't know what you are doing."

"Dad, I know."

Without saying a word, Yi Weigong swung his arms round and slapped Yi Qingwei across the face.With a bang, it was so bright that it hurt everyone's eardrums.

One side of his cheek burned hotly, his ears buzzed for a while, and when he spoke, his brain seemed to be covered with a plastic film.

"Dad, I know."

Yi Weigong looked at him, nodded, took a step back, and raised his leg to kick towards his abdomen.

"I see that you don't know the slightest bit."

Yi Qingwei didn't hide, didn't even tense his abdominal muscles, and took the kick firmly.

Shen Le came to his senses and immediately left his seat, only to be grabbed by Gan Tingyi in time.He suddenly understood what Yi Qingwei had just told him not to do anything, he moved his wife's hand away and rushed out, but before reaching him, Yi Yan and Yi Jin both stood up and stopped him tightly.

One elder brother and one elder sister stood behind Yi Qingwei, staring and gritting their teeth, silently watching the younger brother swaying, and it was difficult to stand still.

The severe pain made Yi Qingwei lose his voice and knelt down on the ground.

He bent down, paused for a while, and continued intermittently: "Dad, I understand."

Yi Weigong didn't ask any more questions, gathered up his strength, and kicked again, full of strength, towards his chest.

Yi Qingwei slid a distance away, half lying on his back, breathing with his mouth open.

After a few seconds of numbness, it started to hurt, and then the pain gradually became sharper.There was a rusty smell in his throat, and he couldn't find the strength to cough. Yi Qingwei reluctantly turned to his side, and propped himself up on the smooth tiles with his elbows and knees.He slowly tried to get up, walked slowly, and stood in front of Yi Weigong again.

"Dad, I like him, but he doesn't know, and I don't know whether he wants it or not. I'm not here to ask for approval, but to ask for—"

He tried his best not to raise his hand to cover his chest, and he finished speaking, his momentum still there.

"You scold me, and I'll accept it. But after today, no matter what happens in the future, anyone, don't say a bad word to Song Yezhi."

The three children, from childhood to adulthood, have an uneasy temper.Bold and stubborn, but no matter how outrageous things he did, Yi Weigong never touched a finger of them.

"What do you want me to say? Say I'm sorry? Let my son harm him!"

Yi Qingwei grinned, with blood in his mouth: "You can think of it like this, it can't be better."

Yi Weigong slapped hard again.Every blow is the hard work of a soldier who has served in the army.This time, Yi Qingwei couldn't hold it, lost his balance, bumped his head against the stone pillar at the corner of the living room, and bounced back to Yi Yan's body, half-closed his eyelashes, and vomited a mouthful of blood in his brother's arms.

Lin Xin's hands covering Yi Enwu's eyes trembled, and his fingers became soft. Yi Enwu saw it between his mother's fingers, and his lips trembling into a sieve could no longer be closed. He screamed and cried, and kept shouting: "Uncle——uncle——oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yi Jin clenched her cheeks tightly, wiped away the two tears without saying a word, stepped forward, helped Yi Qingwei who was in a semi-comatose state, called Shen Lejie, carried him into the car, and sent him to the hospital up.

The door was wide open, and the old Yi Weigong stood alone, watching the car go away.He was depressed, gasped for no reason, and coughed continuously.

Several daughters-in-law rushed up immediately, poured tea, stroked their backs, and took medicine.

With a trembling voice, Yi Weigong said to Song Yingjun who came to pat his back: "Dajun, I'm sorry for you—don't worry, I can watch him, cure him, and never let him touch Xiaoye—"

Song Yingjun just shook his head, motioning him to stop talking.

He was both helpless and funny: "Old Yi, as early as six years ago, I did everything I should and could do."

On the side, Shen Jinyun took out the handkerchief that he carried with him, handed it to Yi Yan, and asked him to wipe the blood off his clothes.

Mottled, bright red.

Everyone present was inexplicably seized by the sad atmosphere.

Song Yingjun looked at the dirt on the handkerchief and said, "There is no other way, it can't be opened, it can't be loosened."

A trace of lamentation, a trace of relief.

Yi Weigong was stunned.six years.Can't take it apart.Can't get away.

It's not a sudden idea, the roots of love have been planted long ago, and the roots are deep.He realized that it was people like Yi Qingwei and Song Yezhi, which made sense, they should have done something.

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