Tender trapping

The unexpected silence on the other end of the phone, perhaps because it was still early and there was no disturbing mahjong sound, made Ran Xu feel a little relieved, and his attitude when talking to Xue Xiaoxia was much better.

On the other end of the phone, Xue Xiaoxia first greeted him, asked him how his life abroad was, and then complained a little: "What kind of Christmas is Tantai talking about today? I only found out after asking about it. You should be on holiday at this time." Ah, why don't you go home during the holiday? Are you still abroad?"

"Uh..." Ran Xu hesitated for a while, thinking about how to deal with this problem.

Logically speaking, if he goes abroad for exchange, the dormitory of the Second Academy of Fine Arts in the city should be returned, so if he returns to China, he must have no place to live in the capital. Normally, he should go home to live, but he is so focused on living in the capital. Zhuo Wenlang completely forgot about it.

Xue Xiaoxia is not stupid, she quickly realized: "That's not right, Xiaoxu, where do you live now?"

Ran Xu looked around the room, Zhuo Wenlang had already put on his clothes properly when he answered the phone, and now he was alone in the room, Ran Xu pinched his fingers, and played sloppy with Xue Xiaoxia: "Outside, here A rented house outside."

"ah!"

As soon as he said "rent a house", Xue Xiaoxia exclaimed short and sharp like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Rent a house! Ran Xu, you have a lot of skills, don't be ignorant The house price in the capital is several thousand a month, is there any money for you to waste?!"

"Not what you think."

Ran Xu sighed, and spent 10 minutes explaining his situation to Xue Xiaoxia, omitting the part about Zhuo Wenlang. He only said that his work was selected by the brand and made a lot of money after it was put into the market. Now he can not only pay his tuition, You can also remit money to your family on a regular basis.

"How much money did you earn?" Xue Xiaoxia was confused, she asked in confusion, "What do you mean 'you can send money to your family in the future', didn't you send the money before?"

Ran Xu was taken aback, and suddenly remembered his previous guess about Zhuo Wenlang - he had guessed earlier what kind of means Zhuo Wenlang had used to get Xue Xiaoxia to agree to let her go abroad, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

After all, he himself had difficulty paying tuition fees before, so how could he have the money to send back home.

When Ran Xu was nervous, he couldn't speak clearly. He faltered and explained to Xue Xiaoxia that he meant to go back later and so on... Anyway, after hearing his explanation, Xue Xiaoxia's tone became slightly wrong, and she repeatedly asked After reading Ran Xu twice, whether the money came legally or not.

"legal."

Ran Xu hastily explained a few words, hung up the phone, and felt his hands were already covered in cold sweat.

In a big city, especially in an art school, the issue of homosexuality would not have much impact, but in a remote place like his hometown, it would really become a "remarkable" event.

He is not yet ready to let Xue Xiaoxia know his sexuality.

However, not long after Ran Xu hung up the phone, Xue Xiaoxia called again and asked Ran Xu to go back with a rather strong tone.

·

Zhuo Wenlang didn't ask the details of the phone calls between the mother and the son. When Ran Xu went out, the man was wearing home clothes and playing with the toaster in the kitchen. The scent of blueberry jam mixed with milk came from inside, which was quite different from the meticulous elite image in his daily life. It is contrast.

If it was normal, Ran Xuding would have given up face and emptied the breakfast, but today he had something on his mind, so he didn't have much appetite anyway, and he was full with only a slice of bread for breakfast.

Zhuo Wenlang put down the coffee in his hand, feeling a bit guilty, coughed twice, and took the initiative to show up with Ran Xu: "I paid your mother the money when you were going abroad, after all, we were having an awkward dispute at that time, so we didn't talk to Ran Xu." you say."

While Ran Xu couldn't let go of Xue Xiaoxia's matter, he was also amused by Zhuo Wenlang's cautious appearance.

He sighed, told Zhuo Wenlang everything, and said that he would pay back the money he sent to Xue Xiaoxia earlier.

"I know that little money may not seem like much to you, but that is my mother after all." Ran Xu's eyes were a little dim, and his feelings for Xue Xiaoxia were complicated, which could not be explained clearly with a sentence of love or hatred, "Use your Giving her money to gamble doesn't make sense."

Zhuo Wenlang said a few words of relief, saying that playing mahjong is all for small money, and it is not considered gambling.

Even so, Ran Xu still couldn't avoid all kinds of worries, not only about money, but more about sexuality.

On the one hand, he is glad that Zhuo Wenlang's parents can't control his affairs, on the other hand, he feels that Zhuo Wenlang can't give him any advice on this matter - he definitely doesn't know how to marry by marriage or cheat marriage, so he and Zhuo Wenlang Sooner or later, Xue Xiaoxia will know about it.

Zhuo Wenlang saw that he was really entangled, so he simply proposed to return home with him.

"Why did you go to that kind of place?" Ran Xu shook his head, "No, you won't be able to explain the relationship between us if you go."

"Okay, relax." With a smile on Zhuo Wenlang's face, he removed the things on the table, and at the same time planted a kiss on Ran Xu's cheek, "Don't ugly daughter-in-laws have to see their in-laws? Besides, I'm here , it's definitely fine."

Ran Xu couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

·

The plane tickets for the two of them were booked on the third morning, and Zhuo Wenlang's assistant came to see him off, facing Ran Xu with a complicated expression, obviously thinking about his boss, why would he be willing to accompany him to the countryside to meet his "in-laws".

However, no matter what others think, Zhuo Wenlang really does as the Romans do, wearing a casual outfit with no discernible brand, a pair of ordinary sneakers, and the most expensive thing on his body is the bracelet that Ran Xu gave him.

Performing a full set of plays, Zhuo Wenlang even dyed his hair dark brown, which made him look much younger. Putting it in front of Ran Xu, he almost didn't dare to recognize him.

Ran Xu stroked his newly dyed hair, full of curiosity. You must know that Ran Xu himself had never dyed his hair even in the Academy of Art. This time, Zhuo Wenlang was the first to catch up with the trend. Been scattered a lot.

"How is it?" Zhuo Wenlang looked at him with a smile, and because the first-class cabin was far apart, no one looked at them, so he kissed Ran Xu on the corner of his mouth.

Ran Xu's ears turned red, and he quickly pushed him away: "It looks good, but I just didn't expect it..."

"Didn't think of anything?"

"I didn't expect the famous Mr. Zhuo to have age anxiety one day."

As soon as the words came out, he laughed himself first. This time he was sure that Zhuo Wenlang's intentions were true. After all, worrying about gains and losses in love is a stupid thing for everyone... No matter how old the president is, he is no exception.

"But." He sneaked into Zhuo Wenlang's ear, "Actually, I always think you are handsome, mature."