ashamed

This meal was cooked by Tong's mother, even if Si Jun judged it without selfishness, it would not be as delicious as Tong Youming's cooking.

Regarding his own affairs, Tong Youming also briefly described in a few words. His life so far is a clean resume that is infinitely close to excellent, and there are no impressive special remarks.For example, he is better at cooking and taking care of his family than his peers, "I was like this when I was a teenager, and I got used to it."

As he said this, his tone had a kind of indifference that broke away from No.1.

In fact, Si Jun understands everything that happened to him from his "last life", including the influence from his family and the loneliness that has become a natural habit.

Because he is such a worry-free child, his parents spend as little energy on him as worrying about him. He has to think and comprehend many emotional things by himself. At an age when he has reason to rely on his parents, he does everything by himself. ;So he is obedient, well-behaved and not rebellious, always expresses his thoughts frankly, and if you give him a point, you will get ten in return, because no one has given him a pet that can make him willful.

Tong's parents were so considerate and meticulous that he almost felt restrained, but he didn't show any discomfort, and only asked to leave naturally after dinner, watching the time, and Tong Youming sent him out.

After dark, the temperature dropped a few points. When Si Jun walked into the yard, he wanted to drive him back, but Tong Youming got into the co-pilot, and some people who came out to enjoy the cool at night appeared outside the window. Si Jun didn't drive. Lamp, when they all fell silent together, they seemed to be able to feel that the surrounding noises had turned into particles and suspended in the darkness.

"I—" Tong Youming was interrupted by Si Jun's hand as soon as he opened his mouth. He took out a cigarette from his pocket annoyed and frustrated, "Don't make it like saying goodbye, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"If you do this again, I really want to leave with you." Tong Youming's voice seemed to blend in with the night, "In a few days, I will go to other places to participate in the training of the school club, and I will go back in a month."

Si Jun didn't respond.

"Uh," he gave in hesitantly, "next semester... there will be no classes, so I don't need to live in school."

"I heard."

Si Jun finally succeeded in smiling, and kissed him with a mouthful of sweet tobacco.

——They parted here, and began to look forward to the next reunion.

The continuous rainy days passed from July to August.

Si Jun has also been busy for a few days. On Saturday night, it was rare to go to a family reception hosted by a certain first-line actor. He went to a group of colleagues in a mixed manner. Si Jun and a director sat by the pool and watched the pool overflowing. The beauty discussed the life issues in the depths of the universe and the end of the soul, drank a whole bottle of Crystal Skull vodka, and finally finalized the contract for the next commercial film amidst clinking glasses.

A group of glamorous rabble went on until midnight. Si Jun was supported by a girl in the swimming pool to the guest room upstairs. He walked up the stairs steadily, and when he lay down, he said thank you clearly to the girl, but he was a little dizzy Feeling a little headache.

The girl put on a tulle-like coat, and the water was still dripping from her body, and she walked over and closed the window.Si Jun actually wanted to turn it on for ventilation, but he didn't say anything.

Then the girl came over to take off his suit, pulled out the tie tied at the neckline, and unbuttoned the bronze shirt from top to bottom. After a moment she stood up and began to take off the light clothes to him, Si Jun raised his hand Pointing to the door, "Go out."

The girl's hand paused, with some sincere expectation, and did not move.

"Thank you, get out."

He repeated it again, until the white figure disappeared into the gap in the darkness, and the closed door gave him the peace he wanted.

Si Jun just let his mild drunkenness turn into a severe headache that could make him collapse after a night of bad sleep.

When he was woken up by Tong Youming on the phone in the morning, half of his face was still buried in the quilt, his voice was almost crushed by the breath, and the distorted voice on the phone was full of ambiguity. "Hello."

Tong Youming immediately trembled as if someone had poured a basin of water on his head.

"Si, Mr. Si... Good morning."

——Or poured a head of hot hormones.

Si Jun didn't know it, the bells and drums were ringing in his head, he was so tired that he didn't even want to lift his fingers, so he directly covered the phone on his exposed ear, "Good morning, baby."

"..."

"Tongtong?" The silence accentuated by breathing on the other side made him a little confused, "What's wrong?"

Tong Youming couldn't bear to look at Xia Liang's abrupt morning erection under the quilt, and moved his eyes away in embarrassment.

"...It's nothing." He pretended nothing happened and retracted into the quilt, trying to avoid some terrible rubbing. "Mr. Si, your voice is a bit hoarse."

This has got to be the most humiliating reason to unplug, he thought, "I'm sorry I heard your voice hard"?Forgive me.

"Your voice doesn't sound right either."

However, Si Jun was not so easy to get away with it, probably because he was very sensitive to this kind of delusional voice, and he quickly speculated that this little accident might happen to every man when he gets up in the morning. "I guess it might be inconvenient for you right now?"

No matter how stupid you are, you can still hear the smirk in his voice, Tong Youming said angrily: "Don't ask questions when you know what you know."

But Si Jun suddenly got excited.

"Tongtong." He took down the phone and put it directly under his face, using his best intimacy tone that made people feel numb all over, he pressed his lips against the microphone and blew lightly. "I miss you."

"Want to touch you."

The deep and charismatic voice made Tong Youming no longer able to pretend to be calm, and hung up the phone in panic before saying goodbye.

Then the filthy grown-up rolled down on the bed and laughed endlessly, which was very hateful.

After eleven o'clock, he bid farewell to the owner of the house and the sleeping bodies all over the floor, and drove to his father's place.

Two days ago, the nanny called him and said that the continuous rain made the old man's arthritis relapse, and he tossed and turned in pain at night, unable to sleep. The implication was that Si Jun would come back to see him anyway.What else can he say, he ran to meet his father and son in the midday scorching sun, but as soon as he stepped into the door, the old man knocked him down on the steps with a cane: "You fucking go out to drink again!"

Fortunately, Si Jun's agility did not ruin the face that symbolized the beauty of gold and jade. He picked up the collar of his clothes and smelled the smell of alcohol that hadn't dissipated from his body all night, and grinned at his father, " Dad, Dad, this is all entertainment, I’m already restrained enough, okay, I’m the only one who woke up when I went to No. 30 people yesterday..."

Mr. Si narrowed his eyes, "Your good friend doesn't care about you?"

Si Jun went to the back room to change his clothes, and wandered to the refrigerator to find cold water to drink. The hem of the white T-shirt left in the old house that had not been worn for a long time was piled on top of the untied belt, and the water dripping down his jaw was soaked. His abdomen was so cold that he shivered violently. "He went home and doesn't live with me."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that his father was trying to trick him.

It's really hard to guard against.

"Oh, the co-authors live together." The old man laughed loudly, with a sense of forgiveness, "Okay, I'm not surprised. If you don't do something deviant, you still look like my son .”

"You are more enlightened than me."

Si Jun shrugged his brows, closed the refrigerator door and came over to help his father into the wheelchair, squatted down and looked at the old man's knees that were struggling to bend, raised his face for a while, "It's sunny outside today, I'll push you out for a walk this afternoon .”

Mr. Si put his eyes on him and picked it up again, as if this was the wild boy who went out to play and rolled in the dirt decades ago. It took him a lot of effort to overlap the shadows of these two children, Into a symmetrical shape that he misses.