There is a kind of you to hit again

This was probably the most solid sleep Lin Yao had had in a long time. The biological clock was turned off. Guan Ze went out for a walk and bought it early. He was still wrapped in a quilt on the bed and slept in the dark.

"Lin Yao," Guan Ze lifted the quilt and picked him up by his arms, "I have to go to your house at noon, right?"

"Ah..." Lin Yao didn't quite cooperate, Guan Ze held his arm and he just half hung on Guan Ze's hand and continued to stare, "What..."

"I said I'm going to your house today, right?" Guan Ze shook his hair, "Don't sleep."

"...to my house?" Lin Yao glanced at him, stared blankly for a while and suddenly widened his eyes, "I'm going to see my dad today!"

"Are you awake?" Guan Ze let go, turned and walked out of the bedroom, "Come and have breakfast, and go shopping later."

"Guan Ze," Lin Yao jumped off the bed and chased him out, "I'm nervous about what to do."

"It's okay, I'm not nervous at all." Guan Ze took a deep-fried dough stick, sat down on a chair and ate it unhurriedly.

"I can't compare with you." Lin Yao turned to wash up, "You have never met anything since you were a child, and you have experienced hundreds of battles."

"I haven't met the parents with anyone."

"Then why aren't you nervous? I tremble when I think of my dad. My mind is full of the scene of him hanging my brother from a tree with a belt. You don't know how my brother is howling..."

"It's fine for you to be nervous by yourself, and I will be nervous again. We two will pretend to see your father, and if we don't come in, your father will have to kick him out." Guan Ze took a sip of soy milk, "Excellent."

Although Lin Yao was nervous, his decision to solve the problem face to face with his father did not change. It was the first time he was so determined to take on something since he was a child. Even if the opponent was his father, he had to hold on.

When wandering around shopping malls behind Guan Ze, Lin Yao was always thinking about how to tell his father.

Dad actually doesn't like to chat with the brothers like his mother, he is always busy and doesn't spend much time at home, Lin Yao can't figure out where his father's focus is on this matter.

"It's almost time, the plane should arrive," Guan Ze looked at the time, "Look, it's almost there, isn't it?"

"Actually, it's almost enough to have your can of tea." Lin Yao looked at the shopping cart, "My dad's focus is definitely not on things."

"Nonsense, of course not." Guan Ze patted him and walked to the cashier, "But he will be even more upset if he wants something that doesn't suit him."

Lin Yao saw that the time was almost up and called Lin Zong: "Brother, we got off the airport expressway, and we will be home in about an hour."

"Well, then I'll let mom prepare the meals." Lin Zong sounded relaxed with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What's my father's condition?" Lin Yao asked carefully.

"The state of drinking tea and watching TV," Lin Zong smiled, "should be in the state of helping the cook later."

"How is he feeling? You didn't quarrel with him this morning, did you?" Lin Yao glanced at Guan Ze who was driving calmly, "I..."

"Don't worry," Lin Zong lowered his voice, "He has been in a good mood since his mother ran away from home and came back."

"That's fine, you warm up for me first." Lin Yao frowned and bit his lip.

"to make."

When Guan Ze's car was parked outside the courtyard, Lin Yao saw the curtains on the window of the living room facing the gate shake, and he didn't know who it was.He closed his eyes, took a breath and let it out slowly, took out the key and pressed the remote control.

When the door slowly opened, Lin Yao patted his leg: "Let's do it!"

Guan Ze smiled and drove the car into the yard. Just as Lin Yao jumped out of the car, he heard his mother's voice behind him: "The son is back?"

"I'm back!" Lin Yao shouted, turned around to avoid the shovel in his mother's hand and hugged him, "Where's my dad?"

"The kitchen is helping me with the food." Mom touched his face with a smile, and then looked behind him, "Did Guan Ze remove the stitches?"

"Hello, Auntie." Guan Ze took the things he bought from the car and walked over, "It's been a long time since the stitches were removed."

"Why do you buy so many things and just come here? It's too cold to come in, you don't have any hair yet," my mother waved and walked into the house, "How long will it take for this hair to grow?"

"Hurry up," Guan Ze replied with a smile, then moved closer to Lin Yao's ear and lowered his voice, "If you don't always get touched."

"Get out." Lin Yao also cursed in a low voice.

After entering the door, Lin Yao didn't see his father, only Lin Zong was standing at the door.

"Brother." Lin Yao felt a little nervous, his father was demonstrating, his family was educated since he was a child to come out to greet guests, but now his father can't see him when they come.

"I'm back," Lin Zong patted him on the shoulder, nodded to Guan Ze, took the things in his hand, turned his head and shouted to the kitchen, "Dad, your son is back gone."

"Dad!" Lin Yao yelled, "I...brought...friends back..."

"Sit down, I'm busy." Dad answered in the kitchen.

After he sat down in the living room, Dad slowly came out of the kitchen wearing an apron: "I'm back."

"Dad," Lin Yao quickly jumped up from the sofa and introduced to his father, "This is my friend, Guan Ze."

"Uncle." Guan Ze followed and stood up.

"Ah," Dad took off his apron and sat down across from them and snorted, but couldn't figure out what the sound meant, "sit down."

Lin Yao's palms started to sweat. His mother put the fruit juice that couldn't be seen clearly on the table. He picked it up and took a sip, but he didn't taste any taste. He felt that the cup wanted to slip down. He couldn't stop falling to the ground and was misunderstood by his father. He put the cup back on the table.

"Uncle is still cooking." Guan Ze looked at the apron beside his father and smiled.

Dad didn't speak, he stared at Guan Ze and looked up and down unceremoniously, his eyes were sharper than Lin Yao had ever seen before, after watching for 3 minutes, Lin Zong couldn't bear it anymore, owed him When he leaned over and was about to speak, Dad opened his mouth: "Well, let's fight."

"My dad cooks better than my mom." Lin Yao sneaked a glance at Guan Ze, Guan Ze had a calm face, and the few minutes his father stared at him didn't seem to cause him any embarrassment or discomfort.

"Auntie is strong in creativity." Guan Ze leaned on the sofa and said.

"That's right," Lin Zong listened happily, took a cigarette and lit it, "Do you smoke?"

"No." Guan Ze smiled.

Lin Zong threw the cigarette in front of Lin Yao: "Hold it all the way."

Dad continued to remain silent, looking back and forth between Lin Yao and Guan Ze's faces. When Lin Yao was lighting the cigarette, he pressed the lighter four or five times before lighting it up. After the smoke ring calmed down for a while, he raised his head and looked at his father: "Dad, let's get to the point."

"Well, say." Dad stared at him.

"The matter between me and Guan Ze." Lin Yao flicked the ash, and because of nervousness, he flicked the ash three times but failed to flick it down. Finally, with all his strength, the ash jumped over the ashtray and fell in front of his father, "Mom told you right?"

Lin Yao looked at the handful of soot, saw Guan Ze from the corner of his eye, and raised his hand to cover his face. He was quite familiar with Guan Ze's action. Guan Ze was smiling, so he could still snicker in this situation. !

"I said a little bit, you can say it again." Dad pulled the ash that Lin Yao flicked in front of him to the ground.

"Hey!" My mother came out of the kitchen just in time to see his action, and shouted, "It's fine to smoke, why do you get the ashes on the floor!"

"Your son's ash." Dad bent down helplessly and pinched the ash on the floor with his hands.

"Why did my son's cigarette ashes get in front of you?" Mom came over and took out a piece of paper to clean up the ashes, then turned to Guan Ze and Lin Yao and said with a smile, "Let's talk first, and we'll have dinner later."

"Yeah." Lin Yao nodded, thinking about how to talk to his dad. Originally, he meant that he didn't want to repeat his relationship with Guan Ze, which was too embarrassing, but he didn't expect his dad to answer like that.

"Don't say it again, mom..." Lin Zong lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, not knowing whether he was really playing or pretending.

"What's the matter with you?" Dad interrupted Lin Zong.

"I'm afraid that Yaoyao's talk will delay my meal." Lin Zong put down his phone.

"You shut up and stay." Dad squinted at him.

"Yes." Lin Zong stretched his waist, turned on the TV, and leaned aside to watch TV.

The sound of the TV eased the tense atmosphere a little. Lin Yao adjusted his mood, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, I have never had a girlfriend, you know, I have no love for girls. Interest, I like men."

"Really." Dad crossed his arms.

"Well, I like men," Lin Yao repeated, turning his head to look at Guan Ze, the calm look in Guan Ze's eyes made him feel more at ease, "I like Guan Ze, just like you like my mother , I want to be with him for the rest of my life."

"The tone is not small," Dad clicked his tongue, "Do you want to spend your whole life, and people are willing to spend your whole life with you?"

This sentence was aimed at Guan Ze, Lin Yao and his father looked at Guan Ze together.

"If I don't like it, I won't come here." Guan Ze picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of his mother's special juice. It probably didn't taste very good. Seeing Guan Ze frowned, Lin Yao said, "Uncle, I don't care about everything. It’s done after thinking about it, and it’s the same with feelings.”

"What's the attitude of your family?" Dad asked.

"I have no family," Guan Ze smiled, and answered calmly, "My parents are both dead, and I have no relatives."

"Did you grow up by yourself?" Dad was obviously dissatisfied.

"Almost," Guan Ze didn't mind his father's attitude, always with a smile on his face, "so I care more about being 'together' than anyone else, I don't want to spoil anyone's peace, but I hope that I can think' Together' people are at peace."

"I have reservations about people who have been neglected since childhood." Dad took a sip of tea, "My son's brain is not working well..."

"Dad." Lin Yao sighed.

"Since he was a child, he can't tell the good from the bad, and can't read other people's minds..." Dad looked at Guan Ze very unceremoniously.

"That's why I'm here." Guan Ze interrupted his father's words, and Lin Yao's heart jumped. No one except his mother dared to interrupt his father's words so arrogantly. He hesitated whether to prepare for his father's speech. When the cup was knocked over, he rushed forward to protect Guan Ze's head.

Dad didn't explode, he didn't know if it was the first time he was interrupted in his own home and didn't react, but he still looked at Guan Ze, as if he was waiting for him to continue talking.

"Lin Yao is stupid, but you know best whether he is really stupid." Guan Ze and his father looked at each other, "Take a step back, Lin Yao is really stupid, so I am here, you have met many people, you judge I am the most suitable person."

Dad was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, this smile made Lin Yao shudder, Dad smiled and looked at Lin Zong, Lin Zong stared at the TV with an expression of indulging in the advertisement: "This thing is good. "

"So you are here to give me a question today?" Dad turned his head and continued to stare at Guan Ze.

"No, I'm here to reassure you," Guan Ze still smiled, "You don't intend to object, you just want to make sure what kind of person I am, don't you?"

Dad sneered: "I'm quite confident."

"I must have this confidence," Guan Ze took another sip of the juice, frowning, picking up the cup, "because I'm serious."

Dad didn't speak any more, and looked at Guan Ze thoughtfully.

Lin Yao's hand was in his pocket, almost crushed, he took a breath: "Dad, I'm not stupid."

"This reflex arc." Lin Zong laughed happily.

"I'm not stupid. I can tell who is serious and who is acting, and I can feel who will change for me." Lin Yao ignored Lin Zong, "I know best what kind of response I get from my feelings. Guan Ze can make me feel solid and safe, I..."

"As a big man, you still need others to give you a sense of security?" Dad suddenly asked.

"Huh? What does this have to do with me being an old man?" Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt that there seemed to be something else in his father's words, "Dad, what do you mean?"

"Brother Lin," Mom poked her head out of the kitchen and shouted to Dad, "Come help me get the soup out, it's too hot."

"Well," Dad stood up and glanced at Lin Yao, "Let's eat."

Lin Yao stared at his father walking into the kitchen, feeling all kinds of emotions in his heart, he moved close to Guan Ze's ear and suppressed his voice: "Damn, why don't you talk?"

"What did you say?" Guan Ze looked at him with a smile, his voice was also very low, "Your father didn't say anything, do you want me to chase him and tell him you're up there?"

"Fuck!" Lin Yao gritted his teeth.

Lin Zong stood up and cleaned up the things on the table: "Let's eat, has Guan Ze tasted my mother's cooking?"

"Have snacks." Guan Ze helped Lin Yao arrange the chairs.

"That's elementary." Lin Zong walked towards the kitchen, "Let's get used to intermediate and advanced levels slowly."

The meals that my mother cooked today are very rich, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into them. Several dishes are said to be particularly good for wounds, but the taste is as usual, making people don't know what to say.

"Guan Ze will live by himself all the time, can he cook?" Mom asked.

"Simple ones are okay, cook some noodles or something." Guan Ze smiled.

"That's so unnutritious. When you come home when you have time, auntie will make it for you. You can learn by the way. When you make it yourself, you don't have to eat noodles all the time." Mom said confidently.

"Yes, my mother has researched on nutrition matching," Lin Zong answered, and added in a low voice while bowing his head to eat, "Anyway, people who always eat noodles when they have nothing to do have a bad sense of taste."

"Forget about your food." Dad took a sip of his wine, "It's better to let him eat noodles."

"What do you know?" My mother was reluctant, and stared at him, "You have been eating my food for 30 years, isn't it very good? My two sons grew up eating my food, and now they are bigger than each other. A spirit!"

"Yes," Dad nodded and looked at Guan Ze, "You study hard."

"Yeah." Guan Ze also nodded, picked up a chopstick and put something into his mouth. After chewing for a long time, he found that it was a piece of apple.

The meal was quite relaxed, and my father would chat with Guan Ze from time to time, the main content was about Guan Ze's work, Lin Yao thought it was like an interview, but Guan Ze had a relaxed chat.

When it was time to clean up after dinner, although Dad still didn't smile much, the aggressive aura had been put away. A big stone in Lin Yao's heart fell to the ground, and after taking the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, he sneaked into Guan Ze's hands He squeezed it: "Daughter-in-law, you are doing well."

"Don't be nervous now, I almost sweated just seeing you like that." Guan Ze helped him put the bowl into the sink.

"It's okay, the energy is over," Lin Yao poured the dishwashing liquid onto the bowl, "How do you know my dad won't object?"

"How can you object when you're forced to do this? Your father knows very well," Guan Ze pushed him aside, "I'm doing the dishes, so you go and stay with them for a while to listen to the news."

When Lin Yao returned to the living room, his father was making tea, and he took the tea brought by Guan Ze.

"Why do you ask Guan Ze to wash the dishes?" Mom stood up.

"Let him wash it, it's a big deal to wash the dishes." Lin Yao sat back on the sofa with his mother in his arms, looked at his father, "Dad..."

"There shouldn't be any problem with this person, but," my father sniffed the teacup, "the tea is good."

"But the tea is not bad?" Lin Yao was taken aback, wondering where is this.

"But he has more ideas than you, I think he has more ideas than Lin Zong," Dad sighed, "You may not even be able to hold a girl, but you can hold him? Your brother said to go find someone before he……"

"Dad!" Lin Zong jumped up from the sofa, took a cup and poured tea for him, "Drink tea."

"I have it." Dad shook the cup in his hand.

"Lin Zong!" Lin Yao reacted and yelled at Lin Zong's back, "Did you go to see Guan Ze?"

"Didn't it just go to the hospital with Mom?" Lin Zong picked up his phone and walked towards the window.

"Fart!" Lin Yao yelled, chasing after him and grabbing his arm, "You went to find him alone! Damn, why did he run away suddenly! Lin Zong, you old fox!"

"The old fox is your father." Lin Zong struggled to pull his arm out.

"Don't interrupt! You killed me!" Lin Yao grabbed his arm and didn't let go.

"What are you doing?" Guan Ze came out of the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.

"I..." Lin Yao looked at Lin Zong and then at Guan Ze, "My brother went to look for you?"

"Well, I have looked for it," Guan Ze came over and pulled away his hand that was holding Lin Zong's arm, "Why did you look for me, if you were my brother, I might have done it earlier."

Lin Yao opened his mouth and didn't say anything, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of his parents, and Guan Ze's words were reasonable, he would hurt him if he beat Xiao Linzong, no matter what happened, the first The one who stood out to him must be Lin Zong.

"Hey." Lin Yao sat back on the sofa, if it wasn't for Lin Zong, he might not be able to do anything this time.

Lin Zong sat beside him and put his arms around his shoulders: "Brother is too anxious."

"No," Lin Yao lowered his head and thought for a while, "it's good to have a brother."

Dad watched from the side without making a sound, and only now said: "Are you going to move out?"

"Ah?" Lin Yao raised his head.

"Are you going to move to Guan Ze's place?" My mother repeated what my father said.

"I..." Lin Yao inexplicably felt that these words made him want to blush, and all kinds of scenes of him playing hooligans in Guan Ze's room popped up in his mind.

"Why don't Guan Ze move in at home?" Dad continued to ask.

"Pull it down," Lin Zong couldn't hold back, "You can really come up with an idea. If Lin Yao wants to move, he can move there. It would be inconvenient for any couple to stay in the same room with the old man and the old lady."

"Then move there." Dad waved his hand.

"Let's talk about it after the new year." Guan Ze smiled, he knew that Lin Yao's family was often only Mama Lin, "There is no rush on this matter."

"Speaking of Chinese New Year," Dad took a sip of tea, "You come here to help out if you have nothing to do during this period. If you want to buy something, move it, or clean it up, you help auntie."

"it is good."

"Since Lin Yao has already made up his mind, we don't have anything else to say," Dad poured a cup of tea for Guan Ze, "You don't have to treat yourself as an outsider, our family is very easy to get along with, just look at Lin Yao. Know."

"En." Guan Ze responded, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

"But I also have something to say up front," Dad looked at him, "We don't interfere with Lin Yao's decision, but if I find you have something wrong with him, I won't let you go."

"Don't worry." Guan Ze put away his smile and said something seriously.

Although Papa Lin's eyes and tone were very serious, he felt a sense of comfort that he had never felt before at this moment, as if his heart had fallen on a thick cushion, warm and at ease.