Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

On the first night, Wei Mingyu thought he would suffer from insomnia, but unexpectedly, he slept very deeply, even until dawn.

I looked at the time, it was 9 o'clock in the morning.

It was quiet inside and outside the building. After turning off the air conditioner, Wei Mingyu opened the window, and a row of western-style buildings opposite came into view. The ivy on the red brick wall was lush with green.

Uncle Jiu was watering the flowers in the yard downstairs, while Tan Jiasheng was sweeping the dust for the Mercedes-Benz with a feather duster humming a tune-changed song.

Tan Jiasheng raised his head and saw Wei Mingyu getting up, his eyes lit up immediately. "Xiaoyu! You're hot!! Come down quickly!! I'll show you!!"

"What?" Wei Mingyu was taken aback.

In the restaurant on the first floor, Aunt Kang is making breakfast, thin pork porridge with preserved eggs, pork buns, fried dumplings and carrot cake.

"Xiaoyu is up, come over and have breakfast." Aunt Kang waved with a smile.

"Where's big cousin? And Xiaoyan?" Wei Mingyu sat down.

"They've all finished eating, I leave this for you, eat it while it's hot." Aunt Kang brought the bowls and chopsticks.

"So early?" Wei Mingyu couldn't help but wonder if he went to bed too late?Silently picked up a piece of carrot cake and put it in his mouth.

"!"tasty!

At this moment, Tan Jiasheng came running with a feather duster between his hands, "Xiao Yu!!" He sat down next to him, handed the phone in front of him, and clicked on a video.

——"Ahhhh!"

--"elder brother!"

--"Husband I love you!"

There was chaos in the video, and then the camera was caught in front of a little brother with a mask. In the midst of shouting and chaos, the little brother pulled off the mask.

The originally chaotic situation seemed to press the pause button at this moment.

——"You fake fans!! You've got the wrong person!!"

There is a distressed voice screaming outside the video.

The video has more than 200 million likes, more than 10,000 million views, and [-]+ comments.

"Look at the message!" Tan Jiasheng excitedly opened the message window.

——"Ahhhhhhh! Little brother of mixed race!! He's so handsome!!"

—— "Immediately! Immediately! I want to know all his information!"

——"Hahaha, my little brother's face turned green from fright!"

——"Fuck, you fake fans, hahahaha, no, let me laugh again."

—— "This is my husband! I just came back from studying abroad!"

Article N is omitted below.

"Not just this, but more." Tan Jiasheng clicked on another video.

The angle of view of this video is very far. In the camera, Wei Mingyu walked all the way in the depths of the exit with his long legs.

Similarly, this video has more than 200 million likes, and even a group of passers-by offered rewards in the comment area, and everyone looked for the little brother.

Just stuffed a whole piece of radish cake, and seeing people shouting for her husband in the message area, Wei Mingyu choked and almost choked on the radish cake.

"You child, eat slowly." Aunt Kang hurriedly brought water.

"Thank you." Wei Mingyu drank a whole glass of water.

Tan Jiasheng next to him was still in high spirits. "Xiaoyu, why don't you open a Douyin account, take advantage of the heat, you will definitely be popular!"

"I don't play Douyin." Wei Mingyu smiled indifferently. "It was just an accident, and they will soon forget."

"What a pity." Tan Jiasheng was discouraged. "If I were half as handsome as you, I would have started the live broadcast a long time ago."

For Wei Mingyu, the incident at the airport was indeed just an accident.

The house was very quiet, Wei Mingyu had breakfast and chatted with Tan Jiasheng. "Have big cousin and Xiaoyan gone out?"

Tan Jiasheng propped his chin. "The old man is exercising in the park in the morning, and Xiaoyan is going to be a volunteer at the museum today."

"Volunteer?" Wei Mingyu broke open the pork bun. The fat and juicy pork filling inside whetted the appetite. It was so delicious after one bite.

"It's just to help clean up the cultural relics in the warehouse, to make a start or something." Tan Jiasheng couldn't help but also took a barbecued pork bun to eat, he was so fat that he didn't feel conscious of going on a diet.

In addition to the exhibited cultural relics in the museum, there are still many cultural relics on display in the warehouse, which need to be maintained regularly. The professor of Bai Xiyan's Department recommended him to get an intern.

Wei Mingyu didn't know what was going on, and felt that Bai Xiyan was even more mysterious.

It was still early after breakfast, Wei Mingyu planned to go out for a walk, if he wanted to, he immediately went upstairs and put on his SLR to go out.

"Xiaoyu, where are you going?" Tan Jiasheng immediately stretched his neck and asked.

"Just walk around." Wei Mingyu put on his shoes in the hallway.

"I'll accompany you, in case you get lost." Tan Jiasheng said and was about to get up.

"No, I'm just taking some pictures of western-style buildings nearby." How old is he so that he won't get lost when going out, Wei Mingyu put his phone in his trouser pocket and went out with his camera.

There are more than 600 large and small western-style buildings in this area of ​​Western-style Building Street, all of which were built in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. Because it was planned a hundred years ago, the streets are not spacious enough for a car to pass through.

On the contrary, Wei Mingyu thinks that only the narrow streets have a taste, and the modern style is always two-way lanes, which always feels almost meaningless.

Like the Western Building Street in front of you, there are red brick walls on both sides, the old trees are vigorous and lush, and every step is a trace of time.

Wei Mingyu couldn't help but raised his camera to take pictures.

Suddenly, a figure broke into the camera, with a short-sleeved shirt and long straight pants, and his whole body was meticulous.

Wei Mingyu snapped several shots in a row.

"Xiaoyan, you're back so soon?" Wei Mingyu greeted him proactively.

"Not much to do today." Bai Xiyan was also a little surprised.

They met unexpectedly, because they were unfamiliar with each other, and didn't know what to say for a while, so Bai Xiyan saw him holding a camera, so he invited him. "There is a row of western-style buildings in front, how about I take you there?"

Before going out, Tan Jiasheng also said that he would lead the way for him, because Wei Mingyu wanted to walk alone, so he declined, but now the partner was replaced by Bai Xiyan, and the plan of walking alone was immediately thrown out of his mind.

"Will it take up your time?" Wei Mingyu asked politely.

"No, there's nothing else to do today." Bai Xiyan walked ahead and led the way with a gentle look on his face.

Turn left at the intersection, and you will enter Xihua Street. The whole street is lined with red brick western-style buildings, patterned floor tiles, and iron window bars, giving it a more intense atmosphere of life.

"How come there are Western-style western-style buildings here?" Wei Mingyu was very curious about everything in front of him.

Bai Xiyan explained. "City G has been a treaty port since ancient times. A large amount of foreign capital poured in in the late Qing Dynasty. These rich merchants brought Western culture."

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, foreign capital poured into the coastal cities. As the largest trading port in the southern coast, G City attracted many Western businessmen to settle here.

The Dongshan area is where the rich lived in the past. The Western-style Building Street is not all high-end western-style buildings with courtyards, but also row-by-row red-brick western-style buildings, which are traces of the years.

As Bai Xiyan walked among them, because of his bookish air, he had the illusion that he had traveled through time, as if he had come to the streets in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and met the rich young master back then.

Under the lens of Wei Mingyu, there are rows of red brick western-style buildings, and the slender young man in the background of the times, either from the back or from the side, they are all very handsome and good-looking.

"Xiaoyan, are we really relatives?" Wei Mingyu asked suddenly.

Cousin or something, like a thorn in the throat, made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Bai Xiyan turned around with a smile on his lips. "If you mean blood relationship, there is no common ancestor between our two families, no blood relationship."

As the saying goes, there are three thousand miles, but in fact, the two families are just cousins, and seniority is just a title based on seniority.

"I thought I was really that old." Wei Mingyu felt saved.

The two walked side by side. It was close to noon at that time, and there was a burst of fragrance of vegetables from the streets and alleys. Under the increasingly warm sunshine, there was a nostalgic feeling unique to Lingnan.

"Xiaoyan, do you have a good Chinese teacher to introduce?" Wei Mingyu walked around and patted, casually mentioning it.

Bai Xiyan immediately looked at him suspiciously, Wei Mingyu's pronunciation was pretty standard, it didn't seem like his Chinese was bad.

"Although I have no problem communicating, I don't know many Chinese characters." Wei Mingyu smiled helplessly and explained again. "I returned to China early this time because I wanted to catch up on Chinese during the summer vacation, otherwise I would not be able to keep up after school starts."

Soon the university will be on summer vacation, and there are still two months before the start of the next semester. Bai Xiyan once wondered why Wei Mingyu returned to China so early.

Wei Mingyu stopped, looked at the boy in front of him and said seriously: "I originally wanted to enroll in the Chinese class, but I think the content taught in the school is too rigid. I want to have a deeper understanding of Chinese culture."

It makes sense to say that, the Chinese class also teaches textbooks, Bai Xiyan hesitated.

"If you don't mind, I can teach you." Finally he agreed.

Wei Mingyu was very excited as if he had overcome many obstacles and finally made a 3-pointer.

"Of course I don't mind. If you are willing to teach me, I can only ask for it." Wei Mingyu's eyes were full of liking.

For some reason, when Wei Mingyu looked at him so intently, Bai Xiyan couldn't look him directly.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands." Bai Xiyan turned his gaze away, and hurriedly changed the subject. "It's getting late, let's go back."

Walking back slowly on the road, it happened to be lunch time.

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