Hanqing Japanese Words

In the room, you can hear the sound of waves hitting the rocks. The moon is very fat and round, hanging in the sky, but it is not very bright. There are no stars.

Cheng Han played cards with Shao Che until eleven o'clock, and when he returned to the room, he was still complaining about his opponent's luck, and he beat him by hundreds.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Guan Qing was still fully dressed and sitting on the sofa, leaned over and kissed him, "Have you had enough sleep this afternoon?"

Guan Qing's expression was not very relaxed, and he smiled reluctantly. Cheng Han frowned, and asked a little worriedly: "What's the matter? What happened?"

Guan Qing opened his mouth and discussed with him: "Would you like to have a cigarette first?"

This was even more serious, Cheng Han let him go and sat up, now he rarely had the opportunity to smoke in front of Guan Qing, because Guan Qing had ordered him to quit smoking within half a year.

Cheng Han just smiled, "Tell me, what's the matter? Give me a good time."

Guan Qing spontaneously went to the closet and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it himself, and handed it to him, "You smoke one first."

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment, then took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, smoked halfway and said, "Aren't you going to break up with me?"

Guan Qing was stunned. He found that Cheng Han's brain circuit was also quite strange, and he felt that he cared about him from these words.

He was very warm in his heart, because they had been together for so long, except that Cheng Han said that he liked him at the beginning, but never said anything later.But this uneasy question has outweighed those sweet words.

Seeing that he was silent, Cheng Han pinched out his cigarette, clasped his hands together and put them on his knees, "What do you mean? Do you really want to break up with me?"

"Why are you so good at associating?" Guan Qing smiled, walked to the edge of the bed next to him and sat down, took a breath, "Today... I got a piece of news, maybe..." He stretched out his arms to hold it in the middle of the sentence. He held Cheng Han's hand, and Cheng Han exerted some force on his hand, and the two held their hands in the air, looking at each other calmly and affectionately.

"Cheng Han," Guan Qing looked at him and said, "No matter what happens, I will be with you. We are going to live a lifetime, right?"

Cheng Han rubbed his fingers, nodded with a smile: "Yes."

"Well," Guan Qing took out the wallet from his trouser pocket, and then withdrew the hands they held together.At this moment, his heart is at peace, Cheng Han will have to face the hurdle towards his father sooner or later.He didn't dare to mention it before because he felt that he was not qualified, but now he dares.

Fate and time entwine them together. What is done by one person is now two people's affairs, regardless of you and me, we spend it together.

He handed over the photo and repeated Rao Ye's words to him in the afternoon. He observed Cheng Han's face and found that he was not angry or suffering any emotions, there were no waves in his eyes, and his expression was as calm as water.

Cheng Han stared at the photo for 2 minutes, then he put the photo on the coffee table, "I see, it's fine, go to sleep."

This is something, and it's a big deal.Based on Guan Qing's understanding of Cheng Han, anything that could make him angry at the moment is nothing to worry about. As long as he throws away ambiguous words so lightly, he is holding back.

And he was holding back very hard, Guan Qing didn't sleep well that night, Cheng Han went to the balcony alone after half asleep.

At night, the wind at the beach was very strong, and the smoke around him disappeared in an instant, and the desolate moonlight shrouded his lonely back.Guan Qing stared at the figure from behind, but did not go out to accompany him.

He needs to be alone.

Rao also gave Guan Qing a phone number early the next morning, "This is the contact information of that buddy, his surname is Yao. I heard from him that he is going back to China for Chinese New Year this year. You should contact him as soon as possible." Rao also said Here he hesitated to speak, thought for a moment and then continued: "I am optimistic about you, I hope you will live and die together in the same bed."

Guan Qing pinched the note with the phone number on it, and looked helplessly: "Your congratulations are really..."

"Is it special?" Rao also took over.

Guan Qing nodded with a smile, "Yes, why do I hear you say goodbye to us?"

"Well," Rao Ye's eyes fell on Miao Miao, who was holding the child in the distance, and the expression on his whole face softened instantly, "We will go to Fujian by train at noon today, Miao Miao's mother is old, she It is not easy to agree that we are together, and she cannot be left alone."

"Then... where's your mother?"

Rao Ye smiled a bit far-fetched this time, but his eyes were full of the vicissitudes and wisdom of those who have passed through: "Everyone's life is the same. Some people's parents are not healthy, but they are happy; some people's parents are alive, but they are unhappy. But Whether we are happy or not, it is not our parents who accompany us to the end. Some parents understand this truth, so the sexual orientation of their children is not an unacceptable shame to them. Some parents do not understand this truth, so what is the final outcome? How about? Like Su Rida and Xia Zhi, do you think there are few such people? No, there are many such people. In the history of homosexual groups fighting for their own interests, there are not many people who died in love.

To this day, Russia still resists homosexuality with violence, law, religion, and all kinds of unimaginable means.

Why do people have resistance and contempt for a group that has existed since ancient times.Are they confused or are we just wrong?

Isn't love a private matter?We can still ignore other people's opinions, but what about parents?Where are your friends?We restrain our nature to obey other people's world view, will we be happy?

We won't be happy. Will our parents be happy when they find out at the end that their so-called good for us didn't make us better?

Rather than end up being unhappy and dying, I would rather be selfish and do what I think is right and make me happy. "

"Even if you are scolded? Even if one day you will regret it?"

"I believe that the gully in my chest can accommodate the pain that may come, because the happiness that I hold in my hands now is enough to bury them deep."

Guan Qing stretched out his hand and praised sincerely: "I hope I can be half as free and easy and firm as you in the future."

After Rao Ye and Miao Miao left, the old man accompanied his Yuzi to Japan to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law in December.Shao Che and the other members of the band went home separately, while Guan Qing was also packing his luggage and preparing to go back to the Northeast.

The note was in Cheng Han's hands for almost two months, but Cheng Han never called the number on it.

After returning from Dongji Island, he became very silent. On the surface, everything seemed normal, but he ate less and was always distracted. Even his sex life was very irregular, often not once a week. Interest is also in the middle of the night, and severe insomnia.

Guan Qing packed his suitcase and went to the kitchen to bring him a cup of hot milk. He leaned against the bed and watched a movie. According to Guan Qing's observation, he had watched this movie for three days straight.

He lay down on Cheng Han's stomach, Cheng Han reached out and rubbed the top of his head, he didn't speak for 5 minutes, after a while: "You..."

"You... what?" Cheng Han asked, "What did you say?"

Guan Qing grabbed one of his hands and rubbed it, "We're going home tomorrow, when do you plan to make that phone call?"

"Call now," Cheng Han sounded a little weak, "you have to get him back. You bring the phone."

Guan Qing took the mobile phone on the table and handed it to him, and Cheng Han skillfully pressed the number without using the note, which shows that he is not as nonchalant as he appears.

"...Hello, Uncle Yao? I'm Cheng Han, the son of Cheng Jianjun..."

...The cold wind is biting, the snow is rolling, and the sky is as gray as the snow. Because the Northeast has been a heavy industry base for a long time, the air in most cities is not very good, and the smog has not let go of the north in the cold winter.

Uncle Yao's flight was at noon, but it turned out to be three hours late. Cheng Han and Guan Qing stood at the airport for a long time, while You Zi waited in the car.Even though the airport was well heated, Ke Cheng Han still felt a chill.

"Here we come," Guan Qing hurried over, "They are picking up their luggage."

Cheng Han stood up and waited with him in the crowd who picked up the plane. Soon a dark-skinned uncle appeared holding a black wooden box.The uncle was wearing a bright red down jacket, and was eagerly patrolling the crowd. However, when he saw Cheng Han, he was obviously stunned, his eyes widened in shock, and he stopped until a young man beside him helped him. Walk towards them.

"Cheng Han?"

Cheng Han nodded, "Uncle Yao."

He stretched out his hand to the uncle, who was still staring at him absent-mindedly. Cheng Han's hand waited in mid-air for a long time before the black urn was handed over to him.

On the way back, Lu Youzi kept the atmosphere alive, talking to the young man, Guan Qing interjected from time to time, and the car drove for another four hours before reaching their town.

They sent Yao's father and son to a hotel and had dinner in the evening.

"Do you have friends here?" Youzi asked.

"Yes, does Luo Lao Liu know him?"

"Yes, Sixth Uncle," Youzi replied eagerly, "He has helped us a lot!"

The conversation stopped here, Uncle Yao looked embarrassed, looked at Cheng Han after a while and asked, "How did you come here all these years?"

Cheng Han poured wine for the two of them, and did not hide it, "I have been in prison for seven years, and now I am doing a small business in Zhejiang."

When Uncle Yao heard that he was in prison, his hand holding the wine stopped in the air, then his eyes turned red, he raised his head and drank all the two taels of white wine, and when he put down the wine glass, the red eyes disappeared.

"Okay, don't mention the past, just be good in the future."

Guan Qing had never seen Cheng Cheng drink so much, one glass after another, and he drank two bottles after a meal.

When they got to the door of the hotel, Cheng Han said to them: "You guys go back first, I will have a chat with Uncle Yao alone."

Youzi hurriedly agreed, but Guan Qing just glanced at him and didn't answer, he went with Youzi to the car and waited.

In winter in the Northeast, the air conditioner is not turned on, and there is floor heating in the room. This hotel is the only high-end hotel in their town. Although the room is small, it is still clean and tidy.

"Uncle," Cheng Han opened a bag of Zhonghua and handed it over, "I just want to know how my dad died that year."

Uncle Yao took the cigarette and waited for Cheng Han to light it up for him. The two of them took two puffs slowly before he said: "I didn't want to say it at first, but since you are Brother Jun's son, you don't have to hide it from you. When your father arrived In Seoul, there is a place where Koreans gather. The person your father is looking for is a Korean.

The Korean ethnic group in South Korea is much more powerful than our Northeast people. There are many people and they are united. There is a big gang.Your dad came to see me that day, and I disagreed, but you also know your dad's temper, and it's useless to stop anyone.

We were with Stinkpie ​​for a week, and he had two bodyguards with him all the time, but he used to go to a bathroom that was a stronghold of their gang.After entering the main entrance of the bathroom, the two bodyguards were still on the way to the room on the second floor. After he entered the room, the two bodyguards would leave after standing for 2 minutes.

We pinpointed the timing and pried open the door to go in after the bodyguards left. It was a simple matter, and it should be resolved in a few clicks.

But the news on the Tao is too fast. Now that I think about it, Stinkcake should have known about it the day your father arrived in Korea.

There were three of us, and it was pitch black when we entered, but the blades were clanging anyway, there were several of them, we broke one, and your father was stabbed several times, but we finally grabbed the man and put him in the room That's it.

But the entire bathroom was theirs, and people kept rushing in the corridor, so we had no choice but to jump out of the window and escape.A supporter downstairs was also hacked to death. Your dad and I stopped a car and drove home. There were also people guarding the house.We ran away again, and there was a mess everywhere, the police, gangsters, all their people, and then we were a little bit behind, and the car ran out of gas.

Your dad and I got out of the car and went into the alley. We walked separately. I was lucky and escaped successfully.Your father...he was hacked to death in a parking lot that night, and his body was dragged away by the police.

I only found out from watching the news on TV, and then I found someone to cremate your father's body.I couldn't stay in Korea, so I went to Vietnam.

I wanted to send him back, but I couldn't get in touch with my brother here.I know he has a son. He told me that he thought about it for a long time when he named you. Girls hope that she will be gentle and cute in the future. Her name is Cheng Rou, and her nickname is cute. Boys hope that she will be a sweet boy in the future. The indomitable man is simply called Cheng Han, and his nickname is Hanzi. "

When Uncle Yao said this, he smiled emotionally, "It really is a boy. Your father also said that you were very naughty when you were young. When you were four or five years old, you were fat like a piggy. You always wanted to ride on his shoulders. When you were six years old, he couldn't carry you a little bit, but when he was ten years old, he kept climbing up like eating chemical fertilizers. He said that a ten-year-old boy was only 1.3 meters four, and you were 1.6 meters at that time .

There is a saying in our generation that children who grow up early will not grow taller. Your father is very afraid that you will grow to 1.6 meters and you will not grow. In the end, you were very confident. He said that you were almost 1.8 meters when he left. He said that he would definitely grow taller than him in the future. "

After all, Uncle Yao couldn't hold back his tears, but only a drop or two. He wiped his eyes with pride and relief, "By the way, how tall are you?"

After hearing these words, Cheng Han's eyes were not even red. He raised his head, with a normal expression and a calm tone as if he was talking about homework, "87."

"Hey," Uncle Yao patted his thigh with exclamation, pointed at him and said, "It's just a word away. Your dad and I are younger. We used to have a total height when we were together. Your dad looks pretty good, just right At 88, it can still grow, but we were poor at that time and couldn’t afford food. People said that men can still grow up when they reach 25. As a result, your father will not grow when he grows to [-]. At that time, we all thought we could Overtake him, or get closer to him, but unfortunately I can't eat, and I didn't catch up."

The two couldn't help laughing when they said this, and Uncle Yao took out another watch from the suitcase.

"Your father bought this for you in South Korea. He said you were smug and always wore his clothes and leather shoes. Once he lost his watch when he took it out. He even beat you up. This piece belongs to him. Supplies for you, European products, bought in brand-name stores, I remember it cost more than 1 when I bought it!"

He handed the watch into Cheng Han's hand, "Son, don't blame your father, he is only your relative, you have to be good, get married and start a business, don't follow our old path, be down-to-earth, it doesn't matter if you are poor, just be happy .”

Cheng Han said goodbye to Uncle Yao, got out of the hotel and got into Youzi's car without asking any questions.

When he got home, Cheng Han went straight into the bathroom, and then Guan Qing heard his suppressed crying coming from the bathroom. Guan Qing's hand to turn on the light fell in mid-air, and waited quietly outside the bathroom for a while.

The bright moonlight outside the house sprinkled all over the floor, and the tick-tock bell echoed evenly in the silent living room. Cheng Han's cry was much softer than the tick-tock bell, and Guan Qing could only hear his panting and occasional Mixed with the sound of snot.

He stood at the door of the bathroom and waited quietly for a few minutes. He wanted to wait for him to come out. He knew that Cheng Han didn't want him to see his vulnerable side, but every time the cry sounded like a knife was cut in his heart , All the flesh in his heart was cut off with one knife.

Guan Qing pushed open the door and groped for his shoulder in the darkness where he could not see his fingers. He slowly turned his body and hugged him.

"Cheng Han, don't hold back, and don't be afraid, just cry hard, and when you're done... just let it go!"

The author has something to say:

I thought it would be great if this novel could reach more than one hundred collections by the end of the novel, but it turned out to be more than one hundred in the past two days, and I am very happy.

Thank you for your support and company.

This is actually the first BL novel I wrote, which is of great significance.If there are deficiencies...then make further progress in the lower part.

The lower part is already on file, and it is also realistic. The story is roughly like this: A night manager meets a male makeup artist. I found many pleasing things about the other party... That's it.

muah.

The episode is still going on.