lame lover of great god

After the two brothers made the phone call, seeing Tang Ying's shocked face, Zi Wendong thought for a while and said, "My brother, who likes men, was kicked out of the house by the old man and hasn't come back yet."

Tang Ying swallowed and said, "Well, I know."

Zi Wendong nodded and said, "That, you can't accept it?"

Tang Ying shook her head quickly and said, "No, I can accept it."

"That's good." Zi Wendong smiled and said, "Actually, the old man just can't hold back his face, and he's always looking forward to my brother's return. My brother can't think about it either. If the old man doesn't let go, he won't come back. No, the two of them have been stuck like this."

Tang Ying said, "Don't you still have a sister?"

Zi Wendong was silent for a while, and said: "My sister made a lot of trouble, she left and never came back. I have grown up, and I have never seen her."

Tang Ying smiled dryly and said, "I'm sorry."

Zi Wendong said: "I'm sorry, what happened in my family back then, it was so violent, and there were a lot of discussions behind the scenes, so I didn't care about it for a long time. It's just that I really should give her a call." In the end He's just a 23-year-old boy, and he hasn't had much contact with the society, so it's inevitable that he will not handle things thoughtfully.

Tang Ying: "It's not easy for me to say anything as an outsider, but if there is something that can be used for me, just say it."

"Of course I won't be polite to you. Hey, are you still making steamed buns tonight, and send two more?" Zi Wendong raised his eyebrows and smirked.

Tang Yingbai glanced at him and said, "No."

Zi Wendong went to check on his father, and there was no sign of waking up for a while, so he said to Tang Ying: "I'll give you a gift, and buy some steamed buns by the way."

Tang Ying did not refuse and walked side by side with him.

"Your brother really likes men, can't you change it?" Tang Ying asked suddenly.

Zi Wendong thought that he was still a bit concerned, so he explained: "Well, he is born gay and can't date women. He and his...boyfriend have been in love for more than ten years, just like ordinary couples, they just can't have sex. There's nothing wrong with anything else, kid."

"Then you don't discriminate against homosexuals?" Tang Ying asked instead.

Zi Wendong was a little amused, and said: "I want to discriminate and still have such a good relationship with my brother? But you, why do you keep asking this?"

Tang Ying whispered, "No, um, I'm a little curious." Then she quickly changed the subject, "In your new book, An Xiu isn't the main character."

Zi Wendong smiled and said: "This is a secret."

"Certainly not, which of your articles is not like this. I guess it's Naru." Tang Ying looked affirmative.

Zi Wendong smiled: "I really guessed it right for you, amazing."

Tang Ying narrowed her eyes and smiled: "That's right, don't look at who I am."

As an Internet guru, Zi Wendong has no pretensions.He's just an ordinary person, he doesn't have superpowers, when he meets someone he likes, he will lean towards him, and when he meets someone he doesn't like, he will go around silently.For Tang Ying, he has an indescribable affection, so he is willing to talk to him and tease him.

"Tang Ying, why do you like my text?" Zi Wendong finally couldn't help being curious and asked.

Tang Ying said: "When I just graduated from university, I didn't have a job, so I went to read online novels. Seeing that your article had been hanging on the front page for half a year, I was curious to go in and take a look. It turned out that the writing was not bad, with passion, passion, and no There are too many pornographic descriptions, although the male protagonist inevitably has many women, but overall it is still worth watching. So I just kept watching it."

Zi Wendong listened to him, touched the back of his head and smiled, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "How old are you this year?"

"Me? I'm 27."

"27?" Zi Wendong stared, "I thought you were about my age."

Tang Ying said with a smile: "If we were really about the same age, we would be classmates, and we wouldn't just know each other now."

Zi Wendong said: "Yes. But at that time, I only knew how to read, even if I was in the same class, I basically didn't know each other."

"Nerd? I really can't tell."

Zi Wendong sighed: "Yes, if I hadn't come into contact with online novels, I might still be in graduate school."

When Tang Ying arrived home, the two parted ways. Zi Wendong went to the supermarket to buy steamed buns to eat by himself, bought some fragrant rice, and prepared to go back and cook porridge for the old man.The old man could only eat light food and bought some fruit.

When I got home, the old man was already awake, squinting at Zi Wendong.

Zi Wendong peeled an orange for his father and asked, "Dad, what do you want to eat tonight?"

The old man licked his lips and said, "I want to drink."

"Let's go down, what wine to drink. Rice porridge, fried fungus with carrots, nothing to choose." Zi Wendong rolled his eyes at the old man, put on his apron and began to wash the dishes.

His father drooped his eyelids: "No carrots."

"No."

It was still early, and his father was not very hungry, so Zi Wendong helped his father get off the kang, put a coat on him, and helped him walk.The old man walked very steadily, and he could still greet people on the road.When the neighbors in the neighborhood saw him when they went out, they all greeted him and praised Wen Dong for his filial piety, and the old man would straighten his back with a smile at this time.

Zi Wendong discussed with him: "Dad, let's go to city A to see a doctor."

The old man said: "If I don't go, I'll stay at home and not go anywhere."

Zi Wendong: "Dad, don't be stubborn, this is for your own good."

"I know you're doing it for my own good, but there's no cure for my disease. Besides, it's not like you don't know that I don't like going to the hospital, so you don't have to persuade me."

Seeing that the old man was so stubborn, Zi Wendong couldn't say anything, he could only sigh.

The old man patted his son's arm and said: "Don't spend money recklessly, save the money to get married and have children. When you have children, remember you as a father, and bring your wife and children to me and your mother. Put incense on the grave."

Zi Wendong's teeth itch with hatred, but he has nothing to do with his father.

The two of them strolled to the upper reaches of the river unconsciously, and the old man was tired.So Zi Wendong squatted down, let his father lie on his back, and walked back slowly.

Zi Wendong said: "Dad, let sister and brother come back to see you. Brother is also very anxious."

The old man said: "Look at the fart, whoever allowed those two bastards to come back, I can't afford to lose that person!"

"Dad, you're here again, aren't you? You forgave my brother early on, or else their photo is still in the frame on the wall."

The old man coughed violently for a while, and said intermittently: "I...I just don't like...see, cough cough, the two of them, Yao'er, don't make trouble for me."

Zi Wendong panicked: "Dad, take it easy, take it easy, I won't talk about the two of them anymore, it's okay, go back and drink some water, let's go." He said to speed up, and rushed home.

The old man lying on his back muttered softly: "Those two bastards, I don't want to see them."

After eating, he walked in the yard for a while to digest food. Zi Wendong made medicine for his father and watched opera with him.There is a channel on a local station that sings all day long, with hundreds of lyrics in one tune, which makes people's lungs hurt. Why did it fascinate him so much.

Zi Wendong then began to lose his mind, thinking about what to write next.Although the outline has been set, Zi Wendong suddenly thought, what should I do if An Xiu is the protagonist?

It will surprise people.

Thinking of the scene when Tang Ying stared at him and asked him why Nalu was not the protagonist, Zi Wendong suddenly pursed his lips and smiled.

"Yao'er, which girl are you thinking about, why is your face so swaying?" Just as he was enjoying himself, his father suddenly said this.

The author has something to say: Correct the mistake... Tang Ying's age is wrong, haha