New year greeting

Feng Deng washed his hands with Song Xinyuan's faucet, and wrapped Song Xinyuan in his arms. Through the mirror, he saw Song Xinyuan grabbing the corner of his clothes.

He was stopped by Song Xinyuan when he turned around.

Song Xinyuan lowered his head, his eyes wandering: "Don't go..."

Feng Deng stretched his arms, pulled a few pieces of paper, and covered Song Xinyuan's face: "Blow your nose."

Song Xinyuan sniffed and asked Feng Deng to wipe it clean, but still couldn't help sobbing.

Feng Deng touched the corners of Song Xinyuan's eyes and asked, "Where's my phone?"

Song Xinyuan let go of one hand, took out Feng Deng's mobile phone, and handed it to Feng Deng reluctantly.

Feng Deng: "Call me every day?"

Song Xinyuan nodded, shook his head again, and stretched out two fingers, with bald nails and bite marks on the belly of the fingers.

Feng Deng blew on his fingers, with reproach in his tone: "Don't chew, there are bacteria."

Song Xinyuan's fingertips trembled, but he didn't take them back.Feng Deng held his hand and asked, "How did you hit him?"

Song Xinyuan blinked and remained silent.People entered the bathroom one after another and looked at them strangely.

Feng Deng helped Song Xinyuan put on a mask, blocking the sight of others, and walked out with Song Xinyuan in his arms: "Call me later."

There are people coming and going in the hotel, and few people pay attention to them.Feng Deng found Li Mingzhou's car and stuffed Song Xinyuan into the back seat.At this time, Song Xinyuan's cell phone rang, and it was Yang Xiyue's call, who was concerned about where he had gone.Song Xinyuan's attention was entirely on Feng Deng, unable to answer.

"He left with me. I'm Feng Deng." Feng Deng cut off the phone, then congratulated Han Le and Shen Lingxi, and finally sat next to Song Xinyuan.

Soon, Song Xinyuan came over quietly, wanting to hold Feng Deng's hand, but Feng Deng stopped him.Feng Deng glanced at Li Mingzhou and Feng Xinghe, his tone was cold: "Song Xinyuan, you broke up with me, have you forgotten?"

Song Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were red: "No, no breakup."

Feng Xinghe looked at Feng Deng dissatisfiedly, suggesting that Feng Deng should not go too far.

Unmoved, Feng Deng suddenly approached the car window and distanced himself from Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan secretly stuffed his index finger into his mouth. Remembering Feng Deng's advice just now, he silently took out his index finger and rubbed it against his body.After a few minutes, Song Xinyuan couldn't help tugging at Feng Deng's sleeve.

Feng Deng raised his chin: "What are you doing?"

Song Xinyuan stared at Feng Deng's lips, forgetting his original purpose, leaning on Feng Deng's shoulder, and coquettishly: "Brother, kiss me."

Li Mingzhou, who was driving, cleared his throat and said nothing.Feng Deng squinted ahead and rejected Song Xinyuan: "I'm not your boyfriend now."

Song Xinyuan's eye sockets instantly gathered a layer of water mist.

Li Mingzhou turned his head and scolded: "What's wrong with you kissing him?!"

Feng Deng ignored Li Mingzhou and stared at Song Xinyuan: "How old are you?"

Song Xinyuan thought for a while and answered seriously: "13 years old."

Li Mingzhou slammed on the brakes, and met Feng Xinghe's eyes with complicated eyes.

Feng Deng sighed: "I don't kiss minors. How old are you?"

Song Xinyuan put his arms around Feng Deng's neck, and changed his words in a panic: "I am, I am not a minor!"

Feng Deng held Song Xinyuan down and forbade him to move around: "Sleep, we'll talk when we wake up."

Song Xinyuan nestled in Feng Deng's arms and closed his eyes obediently.When he woke up, he found himself lying on Feng Deng's back, overjoyed and leaned into Feng Deng's ear: "Brother, this is the first time you carry me on your back, I'm so happy."

Feng Deng paused for a few seconds, then continued to walk towards the villa, and said in a calm manner: "Song Xinyuan, this is not the first time I carry you on my back. Don't mention the university, last July, in Gushui Town, your foot was injured. I carried you back to the aid station."

Song Xinyuan was puzzled: "I haven't gone to college yet."

Feng Deng: "Last May, when Yang Xiyue came to the hospital, we went to a dinner party. The time you pretended to be drunk, I also blamed you."

"I don't like Yang Xiyue," Song Xinyuan changed the subject, "You can't like her either."

Feng Deng smiled slightly, and straightened the corners of his mouth: "Then who do you like? Who should I like?"

Song Xinyuan retracted his neck as if shy, and whispered, "I like you the most, and you should like me too, most, like me the most, okay?"

After a long time, Feng Deng gave a faint "hmm".The setting sun shone on them, casting soft light on them.

Feng Deng put Song Xinyuan in the living room, ready to leave.Song Xinyuan reluctantly followed him to the door.Feng Xinghe came in from the outside, saw Song Xinyuan's appearance, and persuaded Feng Deng: "Stay here for dinner, Yuan Yuan must not have eaten well at noon, you can eat with him."

Song Xinyuan's stomach made strange noises in unison. Song Xinyuan touched his stomach in embarrassment, touched the wet clothes, and lifted the clothes uncomfortable.Seeing this, Feng Deng dragged Song Xinyuan upstairs.

After entering the room, Feng Deng opened Song Xinyuan's wardrobe, turned around and ordered: "Take off."

Song Xinyuan was not afraid of him at all, raised his arms, pushed his nose to his face, and signaled Feng Deng to help him take it off.

"Song Xinyuan, how old are you now?" Feng Deng peeled off Song Xinyuan's short sleeves, looked at Song Xinyuan's upper body, swept to two rows of ribs, and his face turned cold, "Do you even ask others to feed you?"

"Seven years old," Song Xinyuan patted his flat stomach, "I don't want others to feed me, I want you to feed me."

Feng Deng glanced at the two red cherry blossoms, changed him into a light yellow T-shirt, and pinched Song Xinyuan's itchy flesh: "Seven-year-old children should eat by themselves."

Song Xinyuan giggled, fell on the bed with a smile, and took the opportunity to take Feng Deng to bed.Feng Deng obeyed his wishes, turned over and let Song Xinyuan hold him down.Listening to Feng Deng's heartbeat, Song Xinyuan suddenly asked: "Is it fun abroad? Have you bought me a gift?"

Feng Deng stroked Song Xinyuan's back: "I bought it."

Song Xinyuan's eyes sparkled, and he rubbed Feng Deng's chest: "What is it? Where is it?"

"It's hidden in my house, so your brother can't know about it," Feng Deng said, "If you want a gift, come to me alone."

Song Xinyuan struggled endlessly: "I don't want it anymore..."

He is afraid to go out alone.

Feng Deng held his face in his hands, saw his nervousness, and said slowly, "I really don't want it? That's a gift that I spent a long time preparing. If you miss it, it's gone. I won't give it to you again."

Song Xinyuan was moved: "Yes, I want, I will go."

Feng Deng rubbed his head: "Good boy."

The two sat together for half an hour before going downstairs to eat.Song Xinyuan is in a good mood tonight, has a good appetite, and is almost full.After dinner, Feng Deng played games with him, digested food, and finally coaxed him back to the bedroom before ten o'clock.

After Song Xinyuan washed, he lay on the bed, looked at Feng Deng eagerly, and was extremely unwilling to let him go: "Brother, let's sleep together."

Feng Deng asked: "Song Xinyuan, how old are you?"

Song Xinyuan learned to be smarter: "20 years old."

Feng Deng set the temperature of the air conditioner and covered him with a quilt: "It's time to be independent at the age of 20. I will wait for you at home tomorrow. If you have difficulties, you can call me. You know my number. You are not allowed to bring others. This is Remember our agreement?"

"Remember," Song Xinyuan said half-covered, slurred, "brother, kiss me, no, let's kiss, I'm not underage."

There was a flash of struggle in Feng Deng's eyes, and he kissed Song Xinyuan's forehead, and there was something in his words: "Close your eyes, sleep, and kiss when you wake up."

Song Xinyuan got the promise and closed his eyes obediently.

Feng Deng gently closed the door of Song Xinyuan's room and came to the living room.Li Mingzhou and Feng Xinghe have been waiting for him for a long time.Li Mingzhou asked first: "What's going on with Song Xinyuan? His autistic symptoms were not like this before. At most, he was unresponsive, inattentive, not talkative, didn't like to talk to people, and was not good at responding to others. Why does he look like an old man now?" ..."

Li Mingzhou couldn't say that word.

Feng Deng: "For example, a person who does not have a terminal illness learns that he has a terminal illness one day and cannot accept it for a while. He either wants to commit suicide or longs for recovery, but because of despair, he develops mental problems. Song Xinyuan is the latter. He may realize that I am not a normal person, I learned to escape from reality, live in my own world, do whatever I want, screen out the things I don’t like, and create memories that I can trust.”

Feng Xinghe: "For example, Yuan Yuan was dissatisfied with you before and wanted to take revenge on you, so he edited his memory, imagine that you don't remember his birthday, and believed that you left him during the Spring Festival that year, but after sending you into a mental hospital , He had a knot in his heart and started looking for you again, but he felt guilty and didn't want to face the truth, so he forgot that you were in a mental hospital and chose to believe that you went abroad."

Li Mingzhou thought for a while, and said speechlessly: "Isn't this a deep-seated actor? Acting and acting, treating the fake as real, only remembering what you want to remember, in the final analysis, is a selfish ghost. Little bastard, thanks to me Pity him."

Feng Deng said displeased: "He didn't do it on purpose, he just couldn't control it."

Li Mingzhou: "Okay, we don't care, I'll leave the troublesome one to you."

"Why did Yuan Yuan remember his age wrongly? He was doing well in front of us during the day, and his speech was very clear, but he became confused after seeing you. He obviously likes you, why didn't he ask you to understand, and insisted on revenge? His mind It's not that low, why is it just because of his father?"

Feng Deng recalled Song Xinyuan's ever-changing age and fell into deep thought.

"I understand. Those were the periods when he was healthy and confident." Feng Xinghe deduced, "When he realized that he was abnormal, he became inferior. He was afraid that you would not like him, but he was very possessive, afraid that you would like others. , so I’d rather destroy you. In the final analysis, it’s because you don’t have his trust now, he doesn’t believe that you love him, and he’s reluctant to give up on you, so he’s stuck in a puzzle and can’t extricate himself.”

"Xing Xing is right, and I think so too." Li Mingzhou praised Feng Xinghe and scolded Feng Deng, "Fuck, after a long time, you are still the biggest problem! You made my child miserable, you give him What kind of spell did you cast, how did he fall in love with you? It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Feng Deng walked out of the villa, and occasionally looked in the direction of Song Xinyuan, feeling confused.

At the age of seven, Song Xinyuan lost his memory and became a normal child.

At the age of 13, Song Xinyuan has not yet discovered that his father is gay, nor has he discovered the truth of his mother's death, he is pure and happy.

, Song Xinyuan met Feng Deng and had someone he liked.

At the age of 20, Song Yanqing was not imprisoned and still guarded Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan didn't break up with Feng Deng either, and was immersed in love.

Song Xinyuan wanted to stay in the past.

The author says:

It's really sugar, sweet or not~