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"Mr. Wei."

"Please call me Daniel, or Durley is also fine."

Fang Duzhi ignored it, looked at the trees beside the road, and said in a cold and indifferent tone, "Mr. Meng Wei fell in love with him wrongly, and he has eyes for puppies."

"It's not blue eyes, I like him." Wei Deli took a step across, standing in front of Fang Duzhi, "Mr. Fang, I love your son, I love him."

Dean Fang had the urge to punch those blue eyes into contact lenses.

"I don't know what is the connotation and extension of Mr. Wei's so-called 'love'?"

Success or failure depends on one move, Wei Deli licked his lips, his expression was serious, and he said loudly: "In our country, same-sex marriage is legal. Just as you Orientals regard marriage as the destination of love, I also believe that a loyal marriage should be Be the destination of love. So, as long as he is willing, I want to marry him, become his life partner, share everything with him, share everything.”

In the current Daxia Kingdom, love between same-sex couples is not only unable to be guaranteed by marriage, but also suffers from various unfair treatment.

"This is your biggest bargaining chip?" Fang Duzhi looked up at the stunned Qingyang devil, "Do you think that for a man, marriage is enough to guarantee love? If he marries you, he will definitely immigrate to Citigroup, but His hobby is ancient Xia culture, and his major is the study of ancient Xia language..."

"I know, I know. I can guarantee the smooth development of his career. As you probably don't know, my grandfather was the founder of Price's Oriental Research Institute, and I am Price's school director, in terms of Oriental research decision-making. It has a great say. We have the largest collection of Oriental literature in the entire West..."

"Then Mr. Wei, why do you still come to Xia Kingdom?"

Wei Deli was involved: "Why don't you come to Xia Guo to do oriental research?"

"In that case, if my son goes to Citigroup with you, how can his career develop?"

"No, listen to me—"

Fang Duzhi interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I am the dean of the Daxia National Higher Humanities College. Your major is the study of oriental culture. If you stay in Xiaguo, I can also guarantee the smooth development of your career. May I ask Mr. Wei, would you You don’t want to stay in Xia Kingdom for my son?”

"This..." Wei Deli was sweating, "I can consider..."

"Mr. Wei, you probably don't know the situation of our Fang family. In the Fang family's generation, there is only one male, Fang Sishen. We Xia people place the most emphasis on family reproduction. If you insist on hooking up my son as a homosexual, what do you plan to do to our family? How to make up for it? At the very least, if you get married, he can never change your surname. Of course, you can marry him if you want. If you make Ye adopt a son Haizi in the future, he must take his surname Fang."

In Wei Deli's cognition, if his lover is willing to marry him, he will naturally join the Citigroup nationality and become a member of the noble and glorious Wheatley family.He never thought about what Fang Duzhi mentioned.

Gather up your courage: "If... if you get married, it's more convenient to change your nationality..."

Fang Duzhi snorted coldly: "Why do you let him abandon his relatives for you, leave his hometown, and go to a foreign country to endure the pain of loneliness?"

"He still has me..."

"You?" Professor Fang Da squinted at him, "Can you make dumplings stuffed with shrimp? Can you make dumplings stuffed with meat? Can you cook Baixueyangchun noodles? You know that he only takes proprietary medicines and not western medicines when he has a cold. ?"

Without waiting for Wei Deli to answer, Fang Duzhi said again: "Do you know that he lost his mother when he was eight years old, and only my father and son have been living with each other these years?" His face was full of sorrow, "There is a saying in our country of Xia , 'Raise a child to guard against old age', I will grow old when I see it, and I will rely on him in the future. If you take him away, how will I, a lonely old man, live in my later years? This child has a sincere temper that emphasizes feelings. You will force us father and son Separation, the end of the world, let him suffer from self-blame and pain, will he regret it for the rest of his life in the future?"

"We can come back to see you often, or if you want, you can live with us..." Wei Deli himself felt that this was too difficult for others, so he was embarrassed to say it.It is another foreigner, who is not likely to be moved by Fang Duzhi's persuasion. Wei Deli, a self-proclaimed Xia Guotong, knows a lot about the traditional concepts of the Xia people. The dilemma of making a decision, you might end up with a lifetime of regrets.

Dean Fang pressed on step by step: "Why don't you go back often? Excuse me, Daniel, right? Daniel, are you willing to stay in Xiaguo and settle here permanently for Xiaosi's sake?"

"This……"

"Love him, at least let him live a better life. Mr. Wei, in the name of my father, I sincerely think that you are not a good match for my son."

Wei Deli didn't have the face to speak any more.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I love him very much, very much... I will seriously consider what you said... I will seriously consider it again..." Wei Deli fled in despair.

Fang Sishen stayed in the hospital for two weeks, and was escorted home by his father for another three weeks.A month later, it reappeared on the campus of Beijing Normal University. Whether it was Zhang Chunhua's plagiarism scandal, Kou Jianzong's disappearance, or Wei Deli's identity halo, they have all become old news. Fleeting.

I went to see my mentor Hua Dingsong, but I didn't dare to mention the stabbing. I only said that I had a bad cold, so it was too late to lose weight.

After being absent for more than a month, the substitute teacher is no better than teaching in person, and many places have to be made up one by one.What's more, the end of the term is approaching, and various affairs are coming one after another. Fang Sishen occasionally recovers from his busy schedule, and suddenly feels why he is so quiet.Except that my father calls regularly to check on his health and asks him to go home for dinner, there is no harassment from idlers.

He once called and wanted to invite Hong Xinyao to dinner, but it was the first time in history that Young Master Hong said that he was too busy studying and had no time.Fang Sishen now seriously put this young master Hong in the grid of Wangnian friends, and asked carefully about the current situation and future plans.However, relying on the close relationship, the other end became more and more out of tune, talking nonsense out of shape.In hindsight, maybe math tutoring is on every day, and Chinese language is often taken to Mr. Hu's place to have a snack, and Western language is still tutored by Wei Deli every week. In order to save time, I replaced it with a foreign devil to find him.

It sounded like the situation was going well, so Fang Sishen made a special phone call to ask his sister.Hu Yixin said: "It's up to him to pass the exam, unless God closes his eyes and dozes off. But don't discourage the child's enthusiasm. Two more passing homeworks will at least make his dad look better when he opens the back door. With his current level, Hua It is not difficult to get into a second-level college with a little money, but if you want to enter a first-level college—in my opinion, if you have to spend so much time, you might as well study abroad for two years of preparatory courses and go straight up.”

Fang Sishen once again realized that he really couldn't handle such a difficult heart.

Thinking of Hong Xinyao's tone of a boss over a younger brother on the phone: "I tell you, under my stupid teaching, the foreign devils have already figured it out, and will not pester you anymore."

Teacher Fang hesitated for a moment, and then corrected him: "Well, you should read the earnest instruction."

Young Master Hong was angry: "Anyway, the foreign devils are going to leave soon, so you can rest assured." "Crack!" The phone hung up.

Fang Sishen couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth, smiled for a while, then felt sad again.Wei Deli's study period is said to be one year, but in fact it will be before Christmas next month, and he is about to leave.Looking back on the acquaintance and acquaintance in the past year, it is indeed a great friendship.If it weren't for the unexpected change in the end, this transnational friendship could really last for a long time.In any case, due to emotion and reason, we should formally say goodbye, but...

After struggling for a while, put it aside temporarily and work hard.

Suddenly the phone rang on a Saturday, and it was Wade Li's number.Without thinking too much, I picked it up immediately.

"Fang, do you have time tomorrow night? I... I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow."

Only then did Fang Sishen realize that it was less than a week before Christmas, he felt sad, and immediately responded: "Okay."

The appointment was still at "Xiaoxiao Building", and as expected, Hong Xinyao was also there.Young Master Hong gave an eight-foot-wide double-sided silk embroidery as a thank-you gift to the foreign devil as a tutor. When it was unfolded, it flowed gold and jade, scorching a large piece, but after folding it was only a light and delicate ball, which took up no space at all.Although Wei Deli was depressed, he was still very pleasantly surprised to receive this gift.In contrast, Fang Sishen's farewell gift was much more simple and introverted. It was a set of print-style exlibris of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. It was a good product found in a flea market by chance, and it was quite valuable for collection.

Holding the exlibris in his hand, Wei Deli felt that Fang Sishen's expression was quite consistent with the characteristics of this gift: sincere and polite.In the past two months, he has seriously conceived the future of this love, and finally reflected on how rash his wishful thinking was.Because the courage is not enough, I also lose the qualification. When I face my lover partingly, I feel sad and guilty in my heart, and my words are a little sad and timid.

So only Young Master Hong was left to make jokes, trying to stir up the atmosphere.They didn't want to end the meal too early, and the wine was left cold and the dishes were messed up after a meal.Fang Sishen couldn't drink, and tried to stop the minor from drinking, but failed.Hong Xinyao's capacity for drinking has been cultivated since he was a child, and Wei Deli has no embrace for sad people, so he needs to drink to relieve his sorrow, but the two of them drank each other, and their relationship soared.

With Fang Sishen present, it is of course impossible to drink too much.The three said their goodbyes in front of the building. Fang Sishen and Wei Deli walked towards the campus together, feeling subtly awkward all of a sudden. They walked side by side silently, and no one made a sound.

Hong Xinyao stood on the side of the road waiting for the taxi, and looked back habitually, and saw two figures in the distance stretched by the street lights, extending into the darkness behind the grass.After a daze, a gust of cold wind blew, and my mind suddenly woke up.

"Wipe!" I scolded myself in my heart, stood on tiptoe and took big strides, quietly following behind under the dim light.

Walking to the flower bed in front of the foreign student building, Wei Deli stopped, turned his head to look at the people around him, his water blue eyes sparkled in the dark night.Fang Sishen was a little bewildered by him, and opened his mouth to break the embarrassing silence.

"You—" the two said at the same time.

Wei Deli said: "You speak first."

"take care."

After waiting for a while, Wei Deli asked, "No more?"

"And... thank you. Well, welcome to come again if you have a chance."

Wei Deli suddenly felt that the overly reserved Xia Guo etiquette was really depressing.

After a moment of silence, I mustered up my courage: "Fang, can I... can I kiss you?" After finishing speaking, he hurriedly explained, "Just like in our country, when friends say goodbye, hug and kiss each other... is it okay? ?” After speaking, he waited motionless.

The other person was shrouded in heavy sadness, and the lights and night seemed to be infected, full of melancholy and desolation.

Finally, Fang Sishen nodded silently.

Hong Xinyao crouched behind a clump of purple-leaved dwarf cherry blossoms, staring at the two people under the tree in front of him without blinking.His voice was so low that he couldn't hear what he said.The problem is that it is even more disturbing if there is no sound, you look at me and I see you not moving for a long time, and you have a fight with the young couple who are passionate about life and death, what are you doing!

Young Master Hong was very annoyed, he tore off a few shrub leaves and crushed them.

Suddenly, the foreign devil stretched out his arms and hugged the nerd completely. He bent his head straight down and gnawed.

The flames crackled and ignited instantly, Hong Xinyao's mind was blank, but his movements were extremely agile, he leaped across the flower bed, raised his fist, grabbed the face that needed a beating, and threw it at him.

Wei Deli's side was trembling, and before his lips touched him, a strong force hit his cheeks, and he suddenly lost his center of gravity, dragging the person in his arms to the ground.Seeing a figure approaching, he hurriedly protected Fang Sishen behind him.Young Master Hong didn't wait for him to set up his posture and show off his moves, and punched him directly in the abdomen, yelling fiercely: "Tell you to be a fucking hooligan, a hooligan!"

Both of them recognized him now.Wei Deli stretched out both hands to grab his fist, Fang Sishen propped himself on the ground, before he could be embarrassed, he asked, "Hong Xinyao, what are you doing?!"

"What am I doing? Why don't you ask him what he's doing?" Young Master Hong was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

Wei Deli was puzzled: "Hong, what's wrong with you? Why are you here?"

Fang Sishen stood up and pulled the two of them apart: "You misunderstood..."

Hong Xinyao jumped violently: "I misunderstood? I'm just afraid that this guy will take advantage of you by going crazy with alcohol. It's better for you to send him to your door to let others take advantage of you. You're crazy!"

Fang Sishen also got angry, and said with a dark face, "This is my personal matter, and it's not your turn to take care of it."

Hong Xinyao was at a loss for words immediately, clenched his fists and glared at him, stomping his feet: "Okay! I'm so fucking good at nothing, I don't want to care about your shit!"

Turn around and walk away.He walked faster and faster, and finally ran away.I don't know where to go, I just feel that there is nowhere to vent my anger and anger, but there is still an inexplicable grievance.He ran until he was out of breath and kicked down two trash cans on the side of the street before he calmed down, stopped a taxi and got in.

The phone rang. Take a look, it's a nerd, just press it.After a while, it rang again, but this time it was a short message: "Be careful on the road, and write to me when you get home." There was not a single extra word.

Hum, just delete it.Suddenly, the image of Fang Shudai's last words appeared in front of his eyes, covering his chest with his pale face, and the fall most likely hit the wound.It was like a nail was stuck in my heart, and there was a sharp tearing pain.

Hong Xinyao felt that he was so cheap and invincible, and was so depressed that he wanted to explode.Such strong and complicated emotions cannot be avoided, vented endlessly, and cannot be sorted out clearly. He returned home gloomyly, locked the door, and lay on the bed with the history book covering his face. The problem is the same, Fang Shudai started to ponder over it carefully.

On the day of Wei Deli's departure, Fang Sishen had a class and was unable to drop it off, feeling sad and relaxed.When I think of Hong Xinyao, it comes down to the symptoms of emotional disturbance during puberty and high school exams.After getting to know each other well, an irrelevant minor getting involved in one's own personal affairs is shameful and embarrassing.

The time at the end of the year passed extremely quickly, and the calendar unknowingly turned to the 59th year of the Republic.

The country is prosperous and the people are safe, the weather is good, and the [-]th anniversary of the Republic is about to be celebrated.This year's New Year is extraordinarily grand, from top to bottom, singing and laughing everywhere, festive and peaceful.

The "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project" is progressing smoothly and has entered the final stage. It will strive to form the main part within this year.Fang Duzhi, the headmaster of Fang Duzhi, was so busy that he was in a good mood. He was healthy and refreshed.

Fang Sishen's personal project is also advancing step by step, and he and Hua Dingsong's teachers and students get to know each other deeply, and they are deeply blessed and destined.

Hong Yaoge, as a representative of private entrepreneurs, was once again received by the Supreme Head of State at the welcome tea party for outstanding people from all walks of life held by the central government.

Compared with all these, Hong Xinyao, Young Master Hong fell into a kind of unspeakable great depression, becoming increasingly gloomy and haggard.Everyone else thought that he was a prodigal son who turned his back on evil and returned to the right, and that the pressure of studying forced him to do this. Only he himself knew that it was caused by an unquenchable evil fire tormenting and grilling every day.At first the fire didn't burn brightly, but a few wisps of black smoke and a few sparks scalded it from time to time.However, I don't know when the firewood and oil were added, and it could no longer be extinguished. The burning in my heart became more and more intense, and the flesh and bones were sizzling.

He thought, probably the study is really too intense.As an excuse to combine work and rest, as soon as the final exam was over, Young Master Hong called together his friends and friends for leisure and entertainment.At the end of the show, Liang Ruogu saw his dark face and teased: "Is this too much work or can't do what you want?"

Hong Xinyao countered: "There are people who just talk but don't practice, are they really powerless?"

Liang Ruogu brushed the corner of his clothes: "Young master, I am out of the mud without being stained, you ordinary people don't understand."

Unexpectedly, Young Master Hong didn't continue to carry the load. He was bored for a moment, and suddenly said: "You said... always wanting to fuck an impossible person, is there... something wrong?"

The other next to him continued: "My mother wants to fuck Kagen Miyoko all day long!"

Kagen Miyoko is a well-known pornographic actress in the East.

Another one said: "Cut, this is promising! It is impossible to work hard to make it possible. If you mix better, the idea will be brought back to you last time. But I heard that Xiangyuan is over 30. When you get ahead, just wait for it. I'm afraid there are fifty."

The two were discussing Miyoko enthusiastically, and Young Master Hong was sullen, not knowing what he was thinking.Liang Ruogu looked at it curiously for a while, but probably couldn't ask, so he just held back.

When it was time to break up, Hong Xinyao said again: "Liangzi, when is convenient, I want to go to your 'Qionglin Academy' again."

"What? Volunteer?" Liang Ruogu shook his head, "You are not qualified."

"Visiting and studying, can't you?" Seeing the other party's speculative expression, he added, "You think, young master, I care about your sour fake antiques? It's not that I want to see it, but Fang Shudu wants to see it."

Liang Ruogu pondered for a moment: "There is a lantern riddle meeting on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and there are many people. Come on the fourteenth, it happens that school hasn't started yet. But," pause, "I may have guests that day, so don't spoil me. "

"What kind of distinguished guest deserves so much attention from Liang Liang?"

"You have to be lucky, you will know when you see it, you can't say it now."

At night, Hong Xinyao called up a certain photo on his phone and stared at it for a long time.If the eyeballs were really convex lenses, the screen would definitely be caught on fire by him.

Dial a number, with a calm tone: "Hey, there are two good news, which one to listen to first?"

Fang Sishen didn't expect him to call, a little surprised, but also very happy: "Hello! What's the good news? You did well in the final exam?"

"That doesn't count."

"Ah, what is that?"

"It was the foreign devil who sent the letter. He really planned to start the 'study series on the relationship between ancient monarchs and ministers' that was nonsense. The first article was about Tai Shigong and Emperor Xiaowu. He said that he would mention my name and pay for the manuscript. I can take it."

Fang Sishen was stunned, and laughed: "It's not considered a reward for nothing..."

"Also, the large area of ​​the hutong yard on Huangpa Xie Street is almost finished, and the interior decoration will start in the next year. I want to go to see how the 'Qionglin Academy' is done. I didn't think about it last time. I saw it too much. Sloppy. There is an appointment on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, are you going?"

Fang Sishen counted the time, and replied straightforwardly: "Okay, I'll go."