Vocal fetish

"Speaking of which, your father and I also met in the hospital," Yi Changhua looked at Wen Shun with a nostalgic smile on his face, "I was often hospitalized because of poor health, sometimes because of illness, sometimes because of surgery."

"There was a very dangerous operation. Something went wrong with the doctor who performed the operation. The bleeding couldn't stop, and there wasn't enough blood in the blood bank for my blood type. It just so happened that your father had registered for rare blood types in the hospital, and he happened to be in the hospital. Near the hospital."

"So when we met for the first time, your father... Qu Ran him saved my life."

As Yi Changhua said, a curtain of retrospect gradually floated in his eyes full of love and nostalgia, as if everything had returned to the first encounter 23 years ago.

At that time, Yi Changhua was about the same age as Yi Sheng, and Wen Quran, Wen Shun's father, was also Wen Shun's age.

Waking up from the coma on the hospital bed, Yi Changhua heard the strange but gentle voice beside him before he opened his eyes.It might be weird to describe a man's voice with tenderness, but Yi Changhua didn't know what other words he should use to describe the warmth and softness he felt in his heart when he heard that voice.

"Are you awake?" the man asked beside his bed.

Yi Changhua slowly opened his eyes, and saw Wen Quran sitting beside him.At this time, Wen Quran, who had just gone through an excess blood donation, was as pale as a sheet of paper, but this did not affect at all the warmth in his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

That's it, Yi Changhua was fascinated by this person at first sight.Perhaps it was the special emotional effect brought about by the rest of the catastrophe, or perhaps it was the reason why knowing that the other party's blood saved her fragile life, Yi Changhua decided to get this person even if she was dragging her half-dead body.

This is the first time that Yi Changhua has such strong feelings and possessive desires for someone. It may seem to others that he is too attached, but in his own opinion, this kind of strong feelings will make him feel that he is a real person. To be alive, not to struggle half-dead in the world.

"In that case, you are my father's... good friend." Wen Shun chose his words carefully, and suddenly regretted asking Yi Changhua about his father's past.Because just from Yi Changhua's few memories, Wen Shun could feel his deep affection for his father.

To say that this is pure friendship or brotherhood, Wen Shun would definitely not believe it.After all, which man would unconsciously express such love and obsession when recalling his friends or brothers?Reminiscent of Yi Sheng telling himself that Yi Changhua might have an affair with He Xiao, Wen Shun inexplicably confirmed his conjecture.

It's not that he rejects same-sex love, after all, that's the relationship between him and Yi Sheng.He just felt that if Yi Changhua and his father really had some unclear past, what would his mother do?No matter how you think about it, Yi Changhua and her father 23 years ago both had their own families.

If Yi Changhua is just a political marriage, then what are his parents?Was the father cheating on the marriage?Or is the father cheating?No matter what it is, this is a kind of harm to the mother who has worked so hard to raise him alone!But his mother told him from childhood that his father was such an excellent and kind man...

If what Yi Changhua said was true, then what kind of image should the image of his father that he had dreamed of since he was a child be like?

Thinking of this, the expression on Wen Shun's face became complicated and obscure for a while, and Wen Shun, who was not good at hiding his emotions, exposed everything he thought to the Yi family and his son.

"I do have feelings for your father that go beyond friendship, but you seem to have misunderstood something." How could Yi Changhua, who has long been trained in politics, not know what Wen Shun thought, "I'm just a failure Admirer of you, he never did anything wrong to you or your mother. He loves you, he loves your family."

Speaking of this, Yi Changhua's eyes dimmed, as if he was caught in some dark memories because of his words.

He Xiao, who was familiar with Yi Changhua's habits, keenly felt his depression. He Xiao wanted to say something to comfort him, or to divert his attention from thinking about Wen Quran.Although most of the consequences of He Xiao's actions would be Yi Changhua's scepter would blame him as a channel for him to vent his anger, but He Xiao had been used to doing such things for decades, but today, he suddenly didn't want to do it.

Kneeling in front of Wen Shun, Wen Quran's son, and then being punished by Yi Changhua, this kind of thing is unbearable to him just thinking about it.

It's not because he feels ashamed, because He Xiao has long since discarded the sense of shame that a human being should have in order to be able to stay by Yi Changhua's side.It's because Wen Shun and Wen Quran have the same face, even though they are not the same person, under Wen Shun's gaze, He Xiao has the illusion that Wen Quran is looking at him.

A delusion that frightened him and made him feel guilty.

"Father, let's go back to the house first. It looks like the day is about to change." Yi Sheng, who had been ignored from the beginning to the end, suddenly said, he didn't want to stay in this unpleasant atmosphere any longer, and Wen Shun It seems that he doesn't want to continue to 'chat' with his father.

This is not chatting, it is simply treating Wen Shun as another person, so that he can say something that can satisfy his own delusions.

Intuition told Yi Sheng that he could no longer let his lover and father get along like this.

When Yi Changhua heard her son suddenly interrupt the topic, she raised her eyelids and gave him a cold glance, then said slowly and indifferently: "It's true that the sky is about to change, it's boring to ask you young people to chat with an old man like me. right?"

"It's really boring."

"That's not the case!"

Yi Sheng and Wen Shun spoke at the same time, and after they finished speaking, they looked at each other across the square table, with embarrassment and suppressed laughter in their eyes.Although there is no tacit understanding, this feeling of being able to understand and consider each other warms their respective hearts.

Yi Changhua naturally didn't miss the little interaction between the two of them, and he didn't care about Yi Sheng's confrontation with him, he just coughed lightly and said: "I asked someone to sweep the guest room before, Yi Sheng, you take Wen Shun there Rest in the guest room. He Xiao, go ask Aunt Zhao to prepare afternoon tea."

After hearing his father's order, Yi Sheng said coldly, "You don't need the guest room, Wen Shun can just rest in my room."

"It's not big or small, do you want me to teach you the rules of hospitality again!" Yi Changhua gave Yi Sheng a sideways look, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Even so, Yi Sheng didn't give in easily. It may be due to the deep connection in the blood. Even if the two father and son are not in harmony, they don't have much intersection, but their personalities are very similar.

"I asked my wife to sleep in my room, so why are there no rules?" Yi Sheng said in a bad tone, "Or are you jealous?"

Yi Changhua stood up abruptly, and stomped the dragon-pattern crutch in his hand on the ground. The solid wood leg of the stick made a muffled sound when it poked against the bluestone brick.

"Get the hell out of here in the study!"