not as sweet as you

Facing the idol, Luo Xing immediately felt embarrassed: "No, it's not good-looking."

Huo Yeshan has always liked Luo Xing, he is well-behaved, and his understanding of each of his books is also very unique and in place, as profound as if he had created it with him, plus the one he translated In the book, the words and sentences are very meticulous, and the meaning is almost the same.

Looking at it now, he even wrote the characters very similar to himself, so I couldn't help but like it even more.

Huo Yeshan picked up the handwriting he wrote, looked it up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "It looks so similar, I have learned it for a long time."

Luo Xing quietly glanced at Huo Xingzhou in the kitchen, and nodded very lightly.

"How long has it been?"

"...seven years."

Huo Yeshan was taken aback, seven years?

Is it?

He also looked into the kitchen following Luo Xing's gaze, and immediately smiled: "Have you liked sailing for seven years?"

Luo Xing was taken aback. Seeing Huo Yeshan's half-smile expression, he hastily denied it: "No! I don't like Huo Xingzhou... Don't get me wrong, I just... like your words, there is no other meaning."

"Oh!~ That's right." Huo Yeshan smiled tacitly. Huo Xingzhou was looking for something to eat, and when he came back, he happened to hear their conversation, and his brows almost frowned.

What are you talking about?

don't like him?Just like his father's words?Has he become Ai Wu and Wu Na Wu in love?

"What are you talking about?!" Huo Xingzhou scratched the words, frowned and looked at them for a while. He felt deja vu when he read his notes, but now he only realized when the brush words came out. Isn't this his father's handwriting?

Does he like him, or is he getting close to Huo Yansheng through him?

Huo Yeshan glanced at his son with a smile, with a strong smell of jealousy, he made up the knife with a smile: "Have you put in a lot of effort, have you been practicing my calligraphy every day?"

Luo Xing has always been more reserved and nervous in front of his idol Huo Yansheng, almost asking questions and answering, when he said this, he answered honestly: "Your calligraphy has its own style, I can only learn the shape, not the spirit."

Dare to say?

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly: "Is there anything to learn, isn't it just two characters, I can also write." He picked up the pen and wrote a few strokes on a brand new piece of gold foil red paper.

Luo Xing looked at the man with teeth and claws on the paper, and the sarcastic expression on his face, wondering what was going on with his sudden anger.

Huo Yeshan saw it too, and angrily slapped the cup on the table, "Go out and paste up the Spring Festival couplets, paste the blessings upside down, and paste them on the table."

Luo Xing took a nervous breath. He didn't know why he would go against Huo Yeshan when it was Chinese New Year, when the whole family was so happy to celebrate Chinese New Year.

It was hard for him to live with them for a second.

"Are you angry?" Luo Xing raised his hand, tugged at his sleeve, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly, glanced at him condescendingly, then tore away a pile of Spring Festival couplets with dry ink stains, and Luo Xing hurriedly picked up the paste and followed them out.

When he arrived at the door, Huo Xingzhou put the Spring Festival couplets on the cabinet in the entrance, and stretched out his hand to grab him: "Hey, put on your clothes, it's cold outside, and your nose will freeze off!"

Luo Xing hummed twice, obediently took the down jacket in his hand and put it on, looked at his face carefully, and asked tentatively: "Are you angry?"

"No." Huo Xingzhou zipped him up, straightened his neckline, put the scarf on him again, and scratched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, "The Spring Festival couplets are posted."

"Hmm." Luo Xing pulled his fingers and coaxed him softly: "...Did I say something wrong, tell me, I will change it next time."

"Think for yourself."

Huo Xingzhou opened the door and found a ladder to stand on. Luo Xing applied the paste on the bottom and then pasted them one by one.

The wind was quite strong, and it blew the flurry of snow down, but it didn't fall under the eaves. Luo Xing narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Huo Xingzhou, holding on to the ladder with worry, for fear that he would fall.

After Huo Xingzhou finished pasting, when he was about to come down, he saw a nervous expression on his face, smiled and bent down to hook his fingers at him, Luo Xing went up to meet him suspiciously.

He lowered his head, pressed his lips against his, and kissed him lightly.

Wu Suyan was cooking in the kitchen, she opened the window to pour things, she accidentally turned her head.

In the snowy sky, Huo Xingzhou stood on the ladder and bent slightly, Luo Xing raised his head and approached, the three thousand worlds became the background, the world lost its sound and color, only the pure and quiet kiss.

"I'm obedient."

Wu Suyan thought to herself, who said that his son didn't have the skills of romance and pampering from his mother's womb, I think he has all the skills, but he didn't meet that key at that time.

Wu Suyan closed the window with a smile, and couldn't help but think, this is still blatant, how spoiled she must be in private.

All the rooms inside and outside were pasted with Spring Festival couplets, and Wu Suyan asked them to fix all the window grilles and decorations. After they were all busy, it was almost time for dinner.

Huo Xingzhou rubbed Luo Xing's hand, put it on his face and asked, "Is it cold?"

Because of Huo Yeshan's question just now, and his sudden kiss at the door, Luo Xing is still not at ease. He was afraid of being misunderstood by Huo Yeshan and Wu Suyan, so he hurriedly pulled his hand away: "It's not cold."

"Little ones, it's time to eat." Wu Suyan yelled in the kitchen, "We'll go back to grandpa's place after we finish eating, and we still have two or three hours on the way."

Huo Xingzhou refused to let him go, and held him around the waist to trap him in the corner of the stairs, "Didn't you just ask me if I was angry?"

"Yes."

"You said you liked my dad's words for seven years, and you told him you didn't like me. Are you using me to get close to your idol?" Huo Xingzhou deliberately distorted the facts, saying to him: "I'm just a step, and it's fine if you step on it." gone."

Afraid that he might misunderstand, Luo Xing hurriedly said: "No, no!"

Huo Xingzhou looked down at her hastily explaining, laughed a bit, and said with a straight face: "Then you kiss me to prove it's not true."

Luo Xing nervously looked in the direction of the kitchen, and then down the stairs. Huo Yeshan seemed to have gone upstairs and would come down at any moment. He wanted to hide, but Huo Xingzhou kept pinching his waist and couldn't move.

"Hurry up, unless you are really using me, anyone who likes me for ten years is lying to me. I finally like someone and I want to be used like this. Forget it, I don't want you..." The rest of Huo Xingzhou's words were captured Blocking back, he looked down at Luo Xing and kissed him with his eyes closed, his eyelashes fluttered nervously like a little butterfly fluttering a few times.

"You...you don't want me." Luo Xing's eye circles turned red instantly, and the hand holding his sleeve began to tremble, he bit his lip and lowered his head, with a faint cry in his voice: "I'm not... really not I used you, because of you... I like my uncle, although I really liked my uncle's works later on, but I really didn't use..."

Huo Xingzhou looked at his bloodshot eyes and was startled by him. He didn't expect that his unintentional words could scare him like this, and he didn't expect him to be so afraid that he would not want him.

"Luo Xing, Luo Xing?" Huo Xingzhou turned his face towards him, but Luo Xing hid him, wiped his eyes in pain, and cursed himself in his heart for not being able to live up to it, obviously...it was just one sentence, but how could he Just started crying.

Huo Xingzhou hastily hugged him into his arms, kissed him on the top of his head distressedly, feeling that he was in his arms, shook his head and said he was not crying, his heart ached even more.

Huo Xingzhou raised his hand and slapped himself hard. He was just kidding. He knew that he had a shadow in his heart, but he didn't pay attention, so he said everything out!

As soon as Luo Xing looked up, he was taken aback by his slap in the face, and hurriedly held his hand, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just kidding, I won't say it next time, I didn't want you, and I won't want you even if I die." Huo Xingzhou squeezed his wrist, bowed his head and kissed his eyes, one word A promise: "I will never want you in my life, don't be afraid."

Luo Xing blinked embarrassingly, "Don't look at me."

"Don't look at it." Huo Xingzhou pulled him into his arms again, and laughed: "Aren't you stupid, take your jokes to heart, if you don't believe me so much, should you hit me?"

Luo Xing shook his head, it's not that he doesn't believe Huo Xingzhou, he just thinks...

"Hey, what are you doing here? I told you to eat and didn't come, you have to wait for the food to get cold... huh?" Wu Suyan looked at Luo Xing who came out of Huo Xingzhou's arms in a hurry, her eyes were red, and she crossed her eyes. He gave a sound from his waist: "Little brat, did you bully him?"

Huo Xingzhou just wanted to deny it, but when he thought that he seemed to be bullying him, he didn't say anything for a while. In Wu Suyan's eyes, it was basically tantamount to acquiescence.

The flames ignited immediately, Wu Suyan grabbed Luo Xing's wrist and pulled it behind her, pointed at Huo Xingzhou's forehead with a spoon and trained him for 3 minutes.

"..." Huo Xingzhou was silent for a while, "I plead guilty."

Wu Suyan snorted: "It's over after pleading guilty? Go back and wash the dishes for me, and don't live with him at night."

Then he turned his head to look at Luo Xing, and coaxed him with a pleasant face: "Don't be afraid, baby, if he dares to bully you, just say it boldly, Mama Huo will make the decision for you, let's watch the year together at night and let him go away."

Luo Xing looked at Huo Xingzhou with an unspeakably aggrieved expression, and burst out laughing, and felt that it was his own fault that caused Huo Xingzhou to be wronged, so he explained embarrassingly: "Auntie, Huo Xingzhou didn't bully me, I got something in my eye."

"Really?"

Luo Xing was afraid that she would not believe it, so he nodded hurriedly: "Well, really not."

Only then did Wu Suyan's expression soften a little, and she urged him to wash his hands and prepare to eat with a smile, but she slowed down and looked sideways at her son with a mocking face.

"Baby son." Wu Suyan lowered her voice, raised her hand mysteriously and pushed him.

"Why?" Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly: "Your son went to wash his hands, you must have called the wrong person."

Wu Suyan approached with a smile instead of anger, and asked with a smile: "To be honest, why did you bully him just now? Did you cry? Hey! My son and mother taught you..."

Huo Xingzhou was silent for two seconds, then lifted his foot and left.

"No, mom taught you!" Wu Suyan chased after her.

-

After lunch, Huo Yeshan drove the four of them back to their hometown in Jincheng.

As the car drove longer, Luo Xing became more and more uneasy. He quietly raised his eyes to look at Wu Suyan and Huo Yeshan in front of him. These two people had met and were very familiar with Huo Xingzhou's arrangement, but his elders... …

Normally, it would be harmless to bring a boy home to play, but how should he explain it when he, an outsider, rushed over on a day like Chinese New Year, when only family members get together.

Although Huo's parents didn't mind, he still felt nervous, clasped his fingers together, and felt more and more sweat stains in his palms, sticky.

Huo Xingzhou noticed his nervousness, reached out to hold his fingers calmly, and asked him softly, "Nervous?"

Luo Xing didn't deny it, nodded obediently, and said in a low voice: "Otherwise I'd still..."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, and clenched his hands and put them on his lap, understanding that it would be difficult for a person like him who is insecure and extremely unconfident, to go to other people's homes, let alone during the Chinese New Year.

But he didn't want Luo Xing to stay in such a small circle forever, trap himself, protect himself with loneliness and self-mutilation.

He wanted him not to be afraid of wind and rain, so that no matter what he encountered in the future, he could face it calmly and no longer be afraid.

The car moved forward quickly, Huo Yeshan talked about these business matters with his wife from time to time, and occasionally talked about the younger generation at home, Luo Xing was held by Huo Xingzhou, and the tension in his heart gradually eased a lot.

His performance these days seems to be okay. The Huo family's parents seem to like him quite a bit, and they like him even more. Maybe they can accept him to be with Huo Xingzhou in the future.

Making up his mind, Luo Xing tried his best to dispel the last bit of uneasiness in his heart, and he worked harder to make them all like him, like Huo Xingzhou!

-

The Huo family's old house is at the foot of the mountain more than 40 kilometers away from Jincheng, far away from the hustle and bustle of the big city. It is not a villa, but a row of small bungalows with only one floor.

The yard is surrounded by fences, and several chicken and duck coops are separated by nets on the left side. A lot of vegetables were originally planted on the right side, but after harvesting, there is an open space, covered with a layer of snow.

Red Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the thatched gatehouse, and a hale and hearty old man was holding a scoop cut from a gourd, with a handful of millet in his left hand and feeding the chickens.

A burst of cooking smoke rose, followed by a very strong smell of oily smoke from life. Luo Xing and Huo Xingzhou followed behind with their things, and took a deep breath.

"Dad, Mom, why didn't you wait for me to come before cooking, and let you old couple be busy." Wu Suyan walked towards the old lady with her sleeves rolled up, and took the spatula with a smile.

"Hey, don't do it, go play in the house, they have just arrived, don't get dirty if they are clean." The old lady poured the vegetables into the pot with a smile, said on her mouth, and said in her heart. But thinking that this eldest daughter-in-law has always been filial, the most capable, but also the least of those messy airs.

Wu Suyan stir-fried a few times, seeing the three of Huo Yeshan came in carrying things, she hurriedly introduced: "Mom and Dad, this kid is named Luo Xing, a classmate of Xingzhou, his parents are abroad and haven't come back, I think I'm sorry for the poor one, I brought them together, you don't mind."

The old lady liked children the most, so she was busy wiping her hands on the apron, took out a handful of peanuts and candy from her pocket, and gave them to Huo Xingzhou and Luo Xing respectively: "Oh, this kid is so cute, how old is he? "

Huo Xingzhou smiled and shouted first: "Grandma, why did you ask him first and not me, I am your grandson."

Grandma Huo patted his hand with a smile and said, "Just talk silly, don't you know if grandma hurts you, you can be jealous with your classmates, and you are not afraid of being laughed at."

Luo Xing hastily took the peanut with both hands, and replied fearfully: "Thank you grandma, I'm seventeen."

"Good boy, go play in the house, it's so cold outside." Grandma Huo patted his head and said with pity: "The parents who celebrate the New Year are not around, don't see outsiders and treat this place as your own." Home."

Luo Xing nodded, followed Huo Xingzhou to Grandpa Huo, and said hello obediently.

Grandpa Huo was not as kind and easy-going as Grandma Huo, so he stopped talking to Huo Yeshan and turned his head to look at Luo Xing.

He was wearing a regular light-colored down jacket and black trousers. He had a small white face and a thin body standing beside Huo Xingzhou. He was lined obediently and softly. He was quiet and not annoying when he was not talking.

Luo Xing was sized up by his sharp eyes, and couldn't help becoming nervous. Although Huo Xingzhou intended to let him go home with him for the New Year, he couldn't just say that he was someone he liked at this time.

When Wu Suyan introduced, she only said that she was a classmate.

If the old man can't accept it, Luo Xing will be the first one who can't accept it, but Huo Xingzhou is not worried. Luo Xing's well-behaved and low-key appearance is beautiful, and anyone who sees it will like it. he brings.

a long time.

Grandpa Huo handed the gourd scoop to Huo Yeshan, and he took over with a chuckle and began to take over the job of feeding the chickens, with a bookish look on his face and a bit of a hermit in the chicken coop.

"Can you play chess?"

Luo Xing was stunned for a while, and didn't realize it for a long time. Huo Xingzhou thought to himself what happened to his parents and elders, everyone took him to the exam like a genius, this is just like a classmate, if it is his boyfriend, is it right? Let him win a world championship first?

"Grandpa's family is here..."

"Yes, grandpa who knows a little bit."

Ok?

Huo Xingzhou stared dumbfounded at Luo Xing's side face, which was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva. He was a little flushed by the wind. He knocked on his hand in a daze for a few seconds, and asked with his mouth: "Baby, can my grandpa play chess?" It’s amazing, my dad doesn’t know how to count in his eyes, so don’t slap your face swollen and make yourself fat. I won’t save you when the time comes, and it’s useless to call him brother.”

Luo Xing blinked and nodded.

"Really?" Grandpa Huo suddenly became interested, and walked into the house, saying, "Hurry up, next game!"

"..." Huo Xingzhou slapped his forehead, it's over.

The old man is a chess idiot, living at the foot of this mountain and playing chess with himself can make him angry. The old lady always ignores him, and Huo Yeshan is even more despised by him.

None of the big family could catch his eyes on the chessboard.

Huo Xingzhou looked at Luo Xing, clicked his tongue and said, "Don't just write a word in front of my father and be praised by him, then you will be lost, vanity is not good."

Luo Xing was still a little confident at first, but when he heard what he said, he was immediately discouraged, and nervously grabbed his hand and asked, "Then I... I told Grandpa that I don't know much about it, will he be angry?"

Huo Xingzhou held his hand and said with a headache, "Since Zhang Xiaoqian died, he hasn't found anyone who can play chess with him for several years."

Zhang Xiaoqian...that Go master?

Luo Xing opened his mouth, his nervousness turned into panic, he couldn't help holding Huo Xingzhou's hand instead, seeing that he was doing nothing, so he could only bite the bullet and go into the house with him.

As soon as he entered the room, there were a lot of elders sitting in the room, they looked over in unison, Luo Xing subconsciously took a step back.

Huo Xingzhou hugged Luo Xing's shoulders, and said openly: "Second grandfather, second uncle and second aunt, third uncle and third aunt, aunt and uncle, eldest brother and third sister... This is my classmate, named Luo Xing."

When he greeted them one by one, Luo Xing bowed slightly awkwardly under their scrutinizing eyes, "You, hello, I'm Luo Xing."

Huo Xingzhou's second grandfather looked very easy-going and smiled, and waved his hand to let him sit.

Uncle and aunt were not so enthusiastic, they looked at him coolly, and turned their heads away.

The older brothers and sisters were not very enthusiastic, they just nodded their heads as a greeting, and one even sneered.

On the contrary, a group of little peas on the ground enthusiastically came to hug Huo Xingzhou's thigh.

Huoyeshan's family is far away, and they don't have much contact with them, they just pretend to be friendly for the sake of the old man.

The aunt is quite kind, she smiled gently at Luo Xing, and reminded her son, "Don't make trouble with brother, give him some candy."

Yan Yan acted like a little adult, held up the candy in his hand, and said in a childish voice: "Brother... eat candy."

Luo Xing quickly squatted down, took it with a smile, and saw him stretch out his hand when he was about to speak: "Brother hug!"

Hearing the sound, Huo Xingzhou picked him up from behind with a hiss and hugged him in his arms: "How old are you and still let me hug you? Are you ashamed? Brother, come and hug you."

Yan Yan thumped in his arms a few times, struggling towards Luo Xing: "Don't want you, don't want you, I want to be hugged by a good-looking brother!"

"What a good-looking brother, I'm good-looking too." Huo Xingzhou patted his forehead, turned his small face to look at himself: "Look, how handsome I am, much more handsome than that good-looking brother."

"I'll eat it for you, my brother himself has candy." Luo Xing was afraid that he would be speechless, so he hurriedly peeled off the candy wrapper and handed it to Yan Yan, then gave Huo Xingzhou a sneaky look, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Huo Xingzhou smiled, and in the eyes of the group of people, he mouthed openly and said, "Then give me a kiss tonight."

Luo Xing was stunned, his face burned instantly, he looked at the crowd nervously, he was slightly relieved when he found that they hadn't heard, and stared at him harder.

"Okay, baby." Huo Xingzhou blinked, smiling reassuringly, Luo Xing was afraid that he would ask for more, so he nodded quickly.

"Mom, I want candy too." The second aunt snorted coldly, stuffed a piece of candy into her son's hand, looked away and went to talk to Huo Xingzhou's aunt with a smile on her face.

Huo Xingzhou hugged Yanyan, took Luo Xing to the corner, squatted down and played with him for a while.

"Little boy."

"Huh?" Luo Xing raised his head.

Huo Xingzhou opened his mouth, and silently explained to Luo Xing the little grievances between his family and his second uncle and third uncle's family, and that his brothers and sisters had no friendship, so let him not care, they didn't even like him.

Luo Xing nodded: "I know."

He is the most sensitive to eyes and micro-movements. From the moment he walks in, he can see from their eyes who is friendly to him and who dislikes him.

When he went to someone else's house for the New Year, it was inevitable that he would be treated coldly, outsiders.

Luo Xing blinked, and saw those brothers and sisters discussing in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with uncle, is it safe to bring outsiders home for the Chinese New Year?"

"That's right, with so much money and valuables during Chinese New Year, and an outsider is here, let's talk about Chinese New Year, what's the matter with classmates."

"Keep your voice down, don't let my aunt and the others hear you."

"I heard what's wrong, I can't talk in my own home? Classmate, maybe it's something, you said you can't sail..."

"Don't talk nonsense, if grandpa hears this, he must scold you. He is partial to sailing, and you still want to offend him?"

"Brother looks good, this is for you to play with!" Yan Yan took out a weird egg-shaped toy from his pocket, and pulled Luo Xing's gaze back.

Luo Xing hadn't played it before, so he took it and played with him for a while under Yan Yan's guidance.

Unconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at those brothers and sisters of Huo Xingzhou's same generation.

"That kid, come here." Grandpa Huo stuck his head out from the door and beckoned to Luo Xing.

Luo Xing subconsciously went to look at Huo Xingzhou, he smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here." Then he got up and held Yanyan with one hand, "Let's go~"

Luo Xing squeezed Yanyan's toy nervously, took a deep breath and followed him into Mr. Huo's room.

He is actually pretty good at playing Go, but he only learned a little bit when he was a child. Later, when he was in junior high school, he played with himself occasionally. When he grew up, he was busy studying in high school, so he never touched it again.

If he doesn't play well, will grandpa be very disappointed in him...