Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

After eating, Ling Xuan went back to the room to catch up on sleep. After a long time at noon, Liang Zhao walked into the bedroom, but it was still quiet inside.

Lie sideways on the side of the bed, propping your chin with one hand, and talk softly to the person sleeping next to you. "Still lying down? Can you sleep at night?

Yawning, Ling Xuan turned over, rubbed the corners of his slightly moist eyes, and looked at the dial on his wrist, it turned out that it was already afternoon.

"Aunt and uncle are back?"

"I've been back a long time ago. Seeing you staying up all the time, they thought you were being bullied by someone. I've already been scolded for nothing." Liang Zhao answered casually.

Ling Xuan didn't believe these nonsense, he snorted softly, with a vague hint of complaint in his tone, and asked back: "Anyway, it was originally, are you wronged?"

"Not wronged."

Liang Zhao shook his head and answered, the black hair on the forehead trembled slightly, got up and opened the closet, found a suit of clothes that looked suitable, and continued to speak.

"But don't lie down all the time, I'll take you out to get some air."

"Ah."

Hearing her boyfriend's response, Liang Zhao put the clean clothes beside the bed and walked out slowly.Standing in front of the master bedroom on the opposite side, curled up the knuckles of the index finger and knocked on the door panel twice lightly and one slightly harder.

"Auntie, we are going out."

Lawyer Lin's soft voice came from the room soon: "It looks like the weather outside is not very good, remember to bring an umbrella."

Liang Zhao replied "Got it", turned around and went to the storage room to get an umbrella, and when he returned to the living room, Ling Xuan had already tidied up and was waiting there.

The black shirt worn by the young man was a little loose for him, and the corner was tucked under the slim-fitting slacks, but his legs were straight and slender, showing a bit of lazy sexiness that Liang Zhao didn't have.

"Take it, let's go."

Liang Zhao stuffed the black frame's transparent umbrella into Boss Ling's hands, and couldn't help but raise his arms to wrap around his thin and straight back, and hugged him into his arms.

After returning from Africa, the two of them have been very busy at work, and they rarely have the opportunity to drive out to play alone.

Ling Xuan rested his elbows on the glass window of the co-pilot, feeling the cool breeze in the afternoon, and the coolness seemed to be mixed with sweet golden osmanthus.

Liang Zhao parked the car outside a temple complex, took out the ticket change from his pocket, and pushed the door open.

"How do you remember this place?"

Ling Xuan was stuffed with the fragrance presented by the Buddhist temple by Lianggong, and he bent down in front of the tripod to burn it.Remembering that my boyfriend doesn't have this kind of belief in his daily life, I felt a little strange for a while.

"In the late winter of last year, I accidentally took a piece of Peach Luck Amulet here. Although I didn't ask for it, it seems..." Liang Zhao looked at Ling Xuan and smiled, and didn't say anything more.

After hearing this, Ling Xuan also raised the corners of his mouth, "So, Liang Gong came here to fulfill his wish?"

Liangzhao's eyes slid over the young man's shoulders, climbing all the way up the green lamp stone wall.

There are many ancient temples around here, and the temples are staggered like hermits in the mountains and forests.

The slender figure standing in the middle retracted his eyes, stretched his two sharp eyebrows, and walked forward with his boyfriend, laughing in a deep voice.

"Well, I still bring my family and mouth, very sincere."

The two visited along the road, and when they came out of the main hall, it really started to rain lightly.

Ling Xuan opened the transparent umbrella in his arms, stood side by side with Liang Gong, stepped on the stone steps surrounded by ancient trees, and looked up at the corner of the eaves to see the rain fall.

The mountain breeze caressing the cheeks is gentle, and it is rare for people living in the bustling city to get away from the hustle and bustle and feel Zen in the free and easy sound of Buddhist music.

Liang Zhao raised his hand from time to time to help Ling Xuan brush away the branches and leaves blocking the way. After a short effort, the raindrops falling from the top of his head wet half of his shoulders.

Occasionally, one or two devout believers will be encountered on the way, and they will visit in the rain without holding an umbrella.

Their backs merge with the vast clouds, which reminds people of the grand scene of the poem "480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings are in the mist and rain".

The rain was getting heavier, so Liang Zhao had no choice but to take Ling Xuan to a nearby time-honored teahouse to sit down, drink a cup of Longjing, and pack some refreshments to go back.

Ling Xuan sat at the solid wood table, listening to the sound of the rain that was not too disturbing, while fiddling with the cracked ice white porcelain in his hand.

What they ordered just now is the excellent pre-rain tea, fresh green in color and fragrant.But the young man in front of him was obviously not very interested.

Liang Zhao tapped the table with his fingertips, interrupting the other party's fugue, "Don't you like this tea?"

"It's all the same to me." Ling Xuan said casually after hearing the words: "In fact, I can't taste good or bad."

Liang Zhao slightly raised his eyebrows, "Really? The whole set of tea sets in Mr. Ling's office is very valuable, and the collection of tea leaves in the cabinet can hardly fit."

"They were all given by others, and they were put there just for show. If Lianggong didn't drink occasionally, he would probably grow hair."

The young man didn't feel reckless when he spoke, but his tone was filled with stubborn complacency, "Besides, I'm only 23 years old, so it's normal not to like tea."

Liang Zhao also ignored the ridicule about his age being changed, and raised his hand to take a sip of the tea, before turning his eyes to the distance.

Although the rain was urgent, it was not long.It was completely clear just now, and a few rays of sunlight faintly shot through the clouds and hit the glass table.

Ling Xuan in front of him was lazily leaning against the window of the tea house, looking at the pilgrims coming and going.The brilliance and clarity in those eyes surpassed the first-rate grandeur of heaven on earth.

Liang Zhao Shumo's heart was like the puddle on the bluestone of the ancient building just now, rippled in the rain.

He was so fascinated by it that he lost track of time.

He had dinner outside nearby, and when he turned back, everyone in the family had already gone to the gym, and Liang Zhao, who didn't bring the key, had to take Ling Xuan to get it.

It was the peak passenger flow at seven or eight o'clock, and all kinds of people gathered in the huge event venue.

When Liang Zhao found the figure of his good father, his younger brothers were accompanying him to shoot arrows in the gymnasium. Lawyer Lin was playing tennis with a strange aunt in the nearby court.

"The elevator is stuck in Professor Liang's closet, just go get it yourself, the thing under the key is a gift for you."

Lawyer Lin, who is in his forties, still has a graceful figure. A beautiful volley in front of the net made the spectators cheer and praise.

The playmates who were exercising together seemed to seldom see her family members. They glanced at Ye Bailiangxihe who was not far away, and then looked back at Liangzhao and Ling Xuan.

The middle-aged lady asked curiously, "Who are these young men?"

Lawyer Lin raised his head and replied naturally: "My family has four sons."

"Really! It seems that everyone is outstanding, and they are so blessed."

The envious voices around him were faint in Ling Xuan's ears, but Lawyer Lin's response rang loudly in his ears.

Seeing the person beside him stunned, Liang Zhao pursed his thin lips and pulled his boyfriend's sleeve, "Let's go."

When he came to the locker room, Liang Zhao skillfully opened Professor Liang's lockbox, and got the key and a snow-white envelope with Aunt Lin Yaoxiu's handwriting on it.

【Liang Zhao & Ling Xuan】

"Probably a meeting gift, you can take it." He stuffed the envelope into Ling Xuan's arms, and led him straight home.

Everyone went out and did not return, and the large flat floor that runs from north to south seemed a little empty and quiet.

Because of pampering someone last night, Ling Xuan felt unspeakably painful and exhausted all day long, so he took a hot bath early and went back to the bedroom to rest.

"Why don't you open it?" Liang Zhao, who also took a shower, paced into the room, and saw the envelope intact on the bedside table at a glance.

Only then did Ling Xuan pick up the greeting gift and carefully tore it open.

Inside the envelope was a delicate white dotted silver greeting card with the Lam Jewelery logo in the shape of a zircon and a barcode at the end.

The young man took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code, and what popped up was a schedule card for a custom-made wedding ring.

The preview picture is a pair of men's diamond rings, and various detailed information such as finger circumference and diamond material are marked below.

The 30-point main diamond on the ring surface is not big, but it is exquisite in workmanship, with a full circle of broken diamond inlays, the style is ingenious and completely unobtrusive.

Liang Zhao caught a glimpse of the words [Designer: cl. Lin] on the last line.

"Lawyer Lin designed it himself. It looks like I'm going to get it from Director Lin when I go back."

Ling Xuan stared at the words "customized wedding ring" in a daze, "Lawyer Lin is too kind to me."

"Better than me?" Liang Zhao raised his arm and wiped two handfuls of hair carelessly with a towel, pinched his boyfriend's chin with one hand, and gently kissed his trembling eyelashes.

Seeing the posture of being pressed to the head of the bed, Ling Xuan sneered in a deep voice: "Oh, I'm afraid I've already seen through. Everything Liang Gong does is just to sleep with me."

"I'm sorry, I'm just a man with normal physical needs." Liang Zhao was about to reach out, but was held firmly.

Ling Xuan was lying in place, with his beautiful Adam's apple in his head, and he smiled wryly and begged: "Gold Master, please give me a way to survive."

Liang Zhao looked down at his boyfriend's complex and wonderful expression, suddenly snorted, and smiled magnetically and deeply. "Boss Ling's business scope has gradually expanded, and even the do installment business has started."

Even though this guy was mocking in his ear, Ling Xuan just closed his eyes and ignored him until he felt the strength in his chest go away, and the person beside him covered him with a quilt.

"Okay, I just worshiped at the Buddhist hall, and today I will be a vegetarian." Liang Zhao raised his arms and hugged Mr. Ling, who was begging for mercy, into his arms, and fell asleep obediently.

The flight back to City A is scheduled for Sunday afternoon.

Liang Zhao helped Lawyer Lin clean up the breakfast table, and when he passed by the tea room, he saw Ling Xuan drinking tea and chatting with his good father.

"Azhao began to learn chess from a teacher when he was four years old, and he was determined to be a professional player at the age of 12. At that time, he could not play well, and he would sulk himself, staying in the room and not coming out, and he would be impetuous when he was older. You can't sit still in game time."

When Liang Zhao knocked on the door and entered, the people inside happened to be talking about his childhood.Hearing Dad mentioning the old things to his boyfriend, Liang Zhao remained indifferent and didn't interrupt.

Ling Xuan glanced at the An Ning picture of the father and son drinking tea side by side, and raised his lips to propose: "Would you like to have a plate with you?"

The good father only responded with a smile: "Okay." He turned his head to the eldest son and said, "Go to the study and get the chessboard."

"Yes." Liang Zhao who had just sat down nodded again and stood up.

Ling Xuan followed, "I'll help him."

The fir sliding door of the study was not closed tightly, Liang Zhao gently pushed it open, went straight to the desk, and put away the chess pieces in the mess.

"Professor Liang's handwriting is really good." Ling Xuan stood in the study and raised his head slightly, seeing the calligraphy works mounted on the wall.The most conspicuous one in the center is the 24-character family rules of Liangjia.

[Standing upright, there is a ruler for goodness and goodness; Tolerance is bright and evil, but it is different according to nature; Rumu Xunchi, a good beginning and a good end. ]

Liang Zhao followed his line of sight and said while arranging the chessboard: "The old man pays attention to handwriting like a person, and has strict requirements on the handwriting of the children at home. You can make mistakes in homework, but you can't sloppy. When Ah He was a teenager, Every time I commit a crime and don’t think about repenting, I’m punished here to copy books to grind my temper.”

Standing upright, being kind has a measure;

Be tolerant to others, distinguish between right and wrong, be free and easy, and should not disagree;

Honor your parents, live in harmony with your brothers, and stay true to your original intentions.

These few family mottos for the younger generation are also kept in their hearts since they were young, and they can read them backwards.

After Liang Zhao installed the chess pieces, he shifted his vision slightly and saw a new picture in the corner of the wall.It wasn't there when I went home last time, probably it was written by Dad.

[Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and there is no need to collect medicine and visit gods. ]

Liang Zhao was stunned, looking at the common saying that was incompatible with other calligraphy and paintings, he couldn't help but think of the way Dad talked to Ling Xuan just now.

It seems that the old man is really thinking about it.

"Is it finished?" Ling Xuan poked the probe aside, "Take it out, uncle is still waiting."

Liang Zhao shook his head with a smile, lowered his voice, and was a little mean, "The skill is bad, and the chess addiction is still big. You are the one who wants to play chess with him, not me."

Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "But I just want to accompany you when you enter the door. I don't know how to play Go myself, and I couldn't even last a sip of tea under Senior Brother Qiao's hands before."

"I know." Liang Zhao crossed his arms, walked towards the tea room, and said, "But Professor Liang must be happier with you than me."

Ling Xuan: "..." Then I have to know how to play!

When he walked into the tea room again, there were more people inside, and Ah He, who had just woken up and returned to the cage, ate snacks at the table.

"You guys want to play chess? I have to learn it." The younger brother patted the tea cake crumbs on his hands, and moved a chair to sit next to him, full of expectations.

There was one more spectator.

Under Liang Gong's desperation, Ling Xuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and risk his life to accompany the old man.

As for Go, Mr. Ling only knows superficially, and has no personal style at all, which happens to be the case, but he bluffs Professor Liang by posture.Adding that He Lao loves chess, he even thought that the proud student sitting across from him was a chess player on the same level as his own son.

But at the beginning of the chess game, it seems that it is not the case.

The only Lianggong in the whole family who can beat the old man in chess is leisurely watching Boss Ling's full potential at this time, and even calmly squeezed a piece of tea and put it to his mouth.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Ling Xuan raised his leg and kicked him on the thigh of his boyfriend, but Liang Zhao just clamped it with his knee calmly.

Professor Liang kicked another kick on the table, and Ling Xuan kicked another kick under the table.

This time, Liang Zhao stretched his arms down, grabbed the kicker's ankle, moved his lips indifferently and said four words.

"Watch the chess without saying a word."

The two were competing under the table, Liang Xihe accidentally dropped a piece of tea cake, the younger brother quickly pulled out a tissue and lowered his head to pick it up.

As soon as he bent down, he discovered the shocking universe under a small chess table.

Is it that exciting? !

The frightened younger brother got up in a hurry, bumped into the corner of the table with a bang, and almost overturned the chessboard.

Professor Liang's train of thought was interrupted, and he said in displeasure, "What are you doing rashly?"

Under the threat of Lianggong's sharp eyes, Ah He said with wet lips: "... cramps."

The chess game continued.

However, the child whose young heart has been greatly hurt is really suffering, and from time to time he sneaks a strange look at his brother.

Even though they were constantly being warned with cold faces, Liang Xi and Shen Mo couldn't hold back for a while, and risked being beaten to death.

"Dad, I know something I shouldn't know, and I may not last tonight."

A lot of money is needed for a pair of eyes that have never looked under the table.

"Shut your mouth." Liang Zhao calmly took a sip of tea, and the sound of the string lightly snapping the lid of the teacup seemed to be a warning.

"Brother, do you know how to write sanctimoniously?" These four words are already the boldest evaluation my brother can come up with.

I don't like to talk to him, but I'm excited.

Seeing Ling Xuan's movements pause, Liang Zhao put down his cup and let out a cold sneer, unhurriedly unwrapped his watch, and gently placed it on the side of the table.

Professor Liang held the corner of the table with his palm extremely calmly to prevent his youngest son from being hurt again when he was about to be beaten.

"Don't make a fuss, knock over the chessboard later, I'll let you two stick to the ground and pick them up one by one."

Liang Gong responded to his father with a calm face, "You heard it too, if I don't do anything today, he will never finish."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liang Xihe hurriedly got up and wanted to run away, but unexpectedly, it was too late, and someone grabbed her forehead and hair and forcibly lifted her out.

"mom……"

Lawyer Lin just came in with fruit, and when he saw this scene head-on, he was taken aback for a moment, and then returned to normal.

She doesn't care about such a playful posture, and when the boss really wanted to beat someone, no one could stop her.

So when the good mother saw this, she just raised the fruit plate in her hand, and said softly: "Be careful, don't bump into it."

"Father does not love mother and does not love" is a solid hammer.The younger brother could only struggle needlessly and was carried out, "Brother, aren't you guilty? I'm going to tell Dad what I saw!"

Liang Zhao didn't speak, he randomly took out a thin decorative vine from the vase on the storage shelf, took it in his hand and shook it in the air.

Seeing the tool used to commit the crime, the victim finally couldn't calm down, and grabbed the door frame of the tea room to complain.

"Dad...Mom! You want to kill me to silence him! This is the good Zhao raised in your Duan Shen Boya scholarly family!!"