half life after rebirth

I will write the words yesterday. "

how to say?

Yang Chen felt that the scene of the three of them walking in the community was very strange.Zhang Ming and Yang Song held his hand and walked leisurely on both sides of him, chatting while walking.Isn't this what happens when a family of three go out?

Yang Chen felt bitter in his heart, but there was always a smile on his face, he decided to put it on first, and don't waste all his efforts.

"Lawyer Zhang, are you taking your brother and son out for a walk again?" An old woman walked up to them and said cheerfully.

"Yes, I have to go out for a walk after dinner every day." Zhang Ming replied.

"Your younger brother looks very good today. He ate dinner so late, is he making trouble at home again?" The grandmother looked at Yang Chen who had been smiling since the beginning with loving eyes.

"No, he has been very good. We have to go on, so we won't talk to you. Let's go first. Goodbye."

Not wanting to talk to the grandma any more, Zhang Ming said goodbye to her, and pulled Yang Chen to continue walking.

"You are not related by blood, how can you be a younger brother?" Yang Song said with a red face, "Besides, you didn't regard Dad as a younger brother. I saw you a few days ago, and saw..."

Yang Song stumbled a word, and Yang Chen's heart rose to his throat.

Zhang Ming's eyes froze: "What do you see?"

Yang Song squeezed Yang Chen's palm tightly, and stared at Zhang Ming stubbornly: "I don't care about your lord's affairs, I just want to know, Dad, you keep telling others that stupid dad is your younger brother, isn't it because you dislike him for being stupid? "

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The author has something to say:

The number of words is so small, I shed tears silently

I don't know Xiao Gong is a magic horse attribute, I only know that he is a good Gong

accept, a bit black-bellied

飘~

4. First Arrival ([-])

Zhang Ming looked at Yang Song quietly, and subconsciously clenched his hands, making Yang Chen almost cry out.

"Pain...pain..." Yang Chen struggled to withdraw his hand with a bitter face.

As soon as some reddened hands were pulled out, Zhang Ming took them into his hands again, and pressed his four fingers tightly against Yang Chen's palm.

"Yang Song, let's talk when we go home."

After Zhang Ming finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards home. Along the way, he never let go of Yang Chen's hand.

Opening the door, the door was slammed shut after Yang Song came in.

Yang Chen carefully observed Zhang Ming, he suddenly decided to come back, wondering if he was angry with Yang Song.

"Xiaochen, listen to this first." Taking out one from the drawer under the coffee table, Zhang Ming carefully put earphones on Yang Chen and started to sing.

It's an English song, and the singer's voice is great.

"Is the voice too low?" Zhang Ming asked.

Yang Chen, who could clearly hear Zhang Ming's words, raised his head and stared blankly at Zhang Ming's opening and closing mouth.

"Xiao Chen?" Zhang Ming called tentatively.

Yang Chen still didn't respond.

Putting it in Yang Chen's hands, Zhang Ming sat on the sofa next to Yang Chen.

"Come here." Zhang Ming said to Yang Song in a calm voice.

"En." Yang Song sat on a small sofa next to Zhang Ming, very close to him.

After a while, Yang Chen heard Zhang Ming's voice again.

"What exactly did you see?"

Zhang Ming asked Yang Song this way.

"I..." Yang Song blushed, and managed to hold back a few words, "I saw you kissing my father."

"Dear?" Zhang Ming stared closely at Yang Song's flushed cheeks.

Yang Song lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice, "It's a kiss."

Yang Song turned his head and was embarrassed to look at the two people who were not far away: "It's the kind that sticks its tongue into his mouth."

"Do you know what that means?" Zhang Ming said seriously.

"Doesn't that mean you like my dad? You treat him so well and kiss him because you like him." Yang Song said like a little adult.

"We are all men." Zhang Ming paused.

Yang Song said smoothly: "I know, so you are gay. Seeing how happy Dad is when he faces you now, he should also like you."

"I'm gay, but your father is not. He just relies too much on me. You can't label him casually, do you understand?" Zhang Mingyu said earnestly, "You are still young, and you don't understand the path of homosexuality at all. How difficult it is. Homosexuality, you have to accept other people’s strange eyes every day, and live with being poked in the spine. No matter where you are in the future, don’t talk about such things casually.”

"You told others that your father is your younger brother, because?" Yang Song asked obediently, probably knowing that homosexuality would be discriminated against by others.

Zhang Ming looked at Yang Chen tenderly, and said, "Your father is already stupid because of the accident. How can I let him bear that kind of reputation without knowing it? Besides, he is not at all."

"I thought you were in a relationship with your father at home, but when you went out, you turned your face and denied it." Yang Song muttered.

"Your father and I are not lovers." Zhang Ming denied, "It's just that I love him and want to spend this time with him."

"Then he is well, what will you do when my father is well?" Yang Song asked.

Zhang Ming frowned: "This is not something you should consider."

"What if I tell him all this? Tell him everything you've done for him, tell him you love him." Yang Song clenched his hands into fists, "Anyway, it's better to be gay than to be with women. "

"Don't be so extreme when you look at the problem. You won't understand the difficulties of adults. Let's go to your bedroom together, and look up the new words after speaking." Zhang Ming patted Yang Song on the shoulder.

"What about Dad?"

Yang Chen was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep.

"Let him sleep for a while, it's rare to sleep so peacefully." Zhang Ming took out a blanket and covered Yang Chen, and then left.

After hearing the closing sound of the bedroom door, Yang Chen, who had been feigning sleep, opened his eyes, and the eye sockets were a little moist.

It turned out that everything is like this.

It wasn't his parents who entrusted him to Zhang Ming, and it wasn't Zhang Mingnian who took care of him as a brother.

What involved him and Zhang Ming was the taboo he knew the most but couldn't believe the most.

Whether it is telling Zhang Ming that he came from the past, or telling him that he has finally recovered.After the incident, how should he face this deep feeling?

In love, Zhang Ming has been taking care of the stupid him for eight years, and he should be with Zhang Ming for the rest of his life after he recovered from his illness.

Yu Li, he is not gay, and he cannot accept being with a man either psychologically or physically.

If he confesses to Zhang Ming immediately, I am already well and I no longer need your care, please let me and Yang Song leave.So, in fact, how should he afford the lives of him and Yang Song who didn't even finish high school?With his current physical condition, he can't even do hard work.Although looking for a way out of his parents is also a way out, but he doesn't even know whether his parents are still alive, so how can he find them?

Bright light shone into the slightly dim living room, the bedroom door opened, and it was Zhang Ming.

Yang Chen quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be sound asleep.

Holding Yang Chen's shoulders, Zhang Ming stretched his arms to the crook of Yang Chen's legs, and hugged him up.

Fearing that Zhang Ming would see his expression, Yang Chen turned his head inward, and Zhang Ming's heartbeat could be heard in his ears.

Zhang Ming won't take off his clothes, will he?

When he was put on the bed, he started to get nervous.

Zhang Ming's hands skillfully unbuttoned Yang Chen's shirt and trousers, his fingers did not stay too long on Yang Chen's body.

Then--

Covered Yang Chen with a quilt.

Didn't do anything unnecessary, Yang Chen turned over and lay face outside.

"Sleep well." Zhang Ming said softly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Yang Chen finally closed his eyes heavily. .

Yang Chen sleeps every day, and wakes up once at midnight, drinking some warm honey water to fall asleep again.

This night was no exception.

He lifted the quilt and was about to go to the kitchen to make honey water, but before he could sit up, a strong pair of hands firmly grabbed his arm.

"Huh?" Yang Chen yawned and turned his head. A man who looked like he was just in his thirties was half lying beside him in his nightgown, his side face looked extraordinarily warm under the soft yellow light.

"Xiaochen, honey water." Zhang Ming took out the thermos cup that had been kept next to his pillow, and helped Yang Chen unscrew the lid.

"It's delicious." Yang Chen picked up the cup and took a sip, smiling silly.

"Lie down quickly after drinking, you will get sick if you catch a cold." Zhang Ming smiled unconsciously.

"I don't want to go to the hospital for an injection." Quickly handing over the cup, Yang Chen got into the quilt with only his head exposed.

Seeing Yang Chen being so cute, Zhang Ming couldn't help lowering his head and staring at his face.

"Aha……"

Yang Chen closed his eyes and turned sideways, avoiding Zhang Ming's gaze.

He smelled a faint fragrance from his arms, Zhang Ming must have wiped his body while he was asleep.

This, why bother?

After Yang Chen fell asleep, Zhang Ming cleared away the folders spread out on the bed, turned off the light, and got under the covers.

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The author has something to say:

The more I write, the more I feel that Brother Zhang is easy to attack~

brother zhang i love him

Immortal: Brother Zhang, let's discuss it. People say you are too aggressive towards little Yang Song, you should be more gentle.

Zhang Ming (ignoring Kashenxian): Yang Song, am I being fierce to you?

Yang Song took a deep breath: I was taught to take good care of my father since childhood, I am a man!

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