I want to have a relationship with you

The meal didn't end until nearly eleven o'clock, and Song Yifei was unsurprisingly drunk, walking crookedly with Li Yang's support.

He glanced at the people around him and murmured loudly: "Where is Su Jingming! Is he drunk too?!"

Wen Yan helped Su Jingming out, Su Jingming was already unconscious, Wen Yan said to Li Yang, "You send him back? Seeing him like this, he's going to make a fuss for a long time."

Li Yang was still awake and nodded.

Ren Wei squatted by the side of the road, hiccupping all the time, "Next time... hiccup... next time, don't drink, drink so much."

Wen Yan watched a few people get into the car, while Su Jingming leaned on his body, staring blankly at the dark night ahead.

Wen Yan half-hugged him into the car, Su Jingming lowered his head, his ears and cheeks were slightly pink.A slight drunkenness gradually filled the carriage.

"Looks a little good."

Reaching out to touch his hair subconsciously, Su Jingming frowned slightly, mumbling something in his mouth.

Wen Yan approached him to fasten his seat belt, only to hear Su Jingming whispering: "Di Jia's head is not allowed to be touched."

"Well, don't fumble around." Wen Yan said so, and rubbed the top of Su Jingming's head vigorously before starting the car.

In order to take care of Su Jingming who was drunk, Wen Yan drove very slowly. He opened the window a little, and the smell of alcohol in the car was blown away little by little.

Su Jingming lowered his head, and suddenly hiccupped.

Wen Yan observed his expression from the corner of his eye, "Are you uncomfortable?"

During the meal, Su Jingming was fed a lot by Song Yifei and Li Yang, and he couldn't stop him, so he simply let Su Jingming drink.

"No...not uncomfortable." He hasn't touched alcohol in the past five years, "I just want to vomit."

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Yan parked the car on the side of the road, he didn't know where to find the plastic bag, Su Jingming was pressed under a tree, and Wen Yan carried the plastic bag for him.

Su Jingming frowned, and at the moment when the wind blew, he forcibly suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit.

"..." Su Jingming squatted silently on the spot, "I want...to transform."

In his bones, he is still the second-year boy, and the justice engraved in his soul will never be late.

Before Wen Yan could react, Su Jingming stood up abruptly, the movement was too big, he covered his mouth.After the strange feeling in his heart dissipated, he staggered and pointed to the night ahead: "Look...the world is peaceful."

Wen Yan didn't expect that the secondary illness was increasing day by day, so he went to pull Su Jingming, "Be careful!"

Su Jingming didn't listen, his body swayed, and he avoided Wen Yan's hand accurately.

He took a step back: "What do you want to do! I am the embodiment of justice!"

Wen Yan: "..."

"You ignorant human beings." Su Jingming brushed his short hair in front of his forehead with his hands, revealing a pair of eyes, which were particularly bright in the dark night, "Do you know who is protecting world peace for you, and even wants to murder me?"

"NO, I have not."

"No, you have!"

Wen Yan suddenly realized that he shouldn't reason with a drunk.He strode forward and grabbed Su Jingming's wrist. Before he could speak, Su Jingming looked up at him, and his voice softened: "Little monster, are you here to pick me up?"

In June of that year, Su Jingming called him the same way.

The memories buried in the depths were peeled away bit by bit, Wen Yan pursed his lips, "I promised you, I will come to take you home."

It took Wen Yan nearly two hours to put Su Jingming on the bed.Before leaving the room, Wen Yan took a worried look at the person on the bed, and suddenly put his eyes on the bedside table.

The big and small Ultraman Tiga was well protected, almost no different from five years ago.It is not difficult to imagine that his master has been loving and caring all these years.

If Su Jingming hadn't been drunk, Wen Yan would have thought that he would never see that middle school boy again in his life.

Wen Yan retreated to the study, and it was dawn after finishing the remaining files.Hearing a lot of movement in the bedroom, he lazily raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

The next second, Su Jingming appeared in front of Wen Yan with messy hair.

"Did I..." Su Jingming swallowed.

"Yes." Wen Yan said, "You said you want to protect world peace, but it's much better than before, and you don't want to take off your clothes and transform."

"!!!"

Until Su Jingming finished washing and prepared breakfast for Wen Yan, he still hadn't digested what happened yesterday.

Am I still such an idiot?

It shouldn't be, I'm already 23, how can I still be in the second grade?

It was rare for Su Jingming to look at Wen Yan who was eating with distrustful eyes.

Wen Yan felt his gaze, and drank the hot milk slowly, "I never lie."

Su Jingming: "..." If I hadn't hit it off with you, I'd almost have believed it. A lawyer's mouth, a liar.

Wen Yan stayed up all night, and went to catch up on sleep after eating.Su Jingming took advantage of this spare time to go to a nearby supermarket to buy vegetables.

Most of them bought Wen Yan's favorite dishes, and by the way, I added milk and drinks at home.

It was already two hours after he finished shopping. Wen Yan woke up and saw that Su Jingming hadn't come back, so he made a call and heard that Su Jingming was queuing up to check out. Wen Yan chuckled on the other end of the phone: " Do you feel that you are quite like a good wife and mother?"

Su Jingming's hand holding the shopping cart tightened slightly, "I still have time to return the product."

"wait for me."

After Su Jingming paid the bill, he left the supermarket with big bags and small bags. Wen Yan just arrived, and he took the things from Su Jingming's hand, "You bought so much?"

"Suddenly want to learn how to cook?" Su Jingming didn't think about it for a day or two, let alone the month of being locked up at home by Wen Yan.

People, always need to know more skills.

"Cooking..." Wen Yan paused, "I can teach you, I have a class, do you sign up?"

"Do you want money?" Su Jingming said, "I don't have much savings now. With your worth, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, "That's right." Then he quickly whispered in Su Jingming's ear: "Then pay with flesh."

Su Jingming glared at him, and the two of them walked towards home. Pedestrians were still coming and going on the road with hurried expressions.

Before, Su Jingming never thought that one day he and Wen Yan would live together in this way.

I never thought that the scenes that appeared in the dream would come true one by one.

After returning to Liangcheng for more than a month, Su Jingming also started his own business.

Wen Yan was not surprised to learn that Su Jingming didn't plan to go to the hospital for consultation and opened a psychological consultation room by himself.

He just asked, "Is there enough money?"

Su Jingming knew that this man would support him unconditionally.He raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

After all, in the past few years, he will not just study stupidly.

Su Jingming's psychological counseling room is online, and he doesn't plan to open it offline.In the age of the Internet, the problems that can be solved with mobile phones and computers also solve the troubles of many young people who are embarrassed to go to the psychology department.

Except for a few special needs to know in person, Su Jingming will meet with patients only now.

At first, there were no patients at all. Su Jingming found seniors from different majors in the university to help him set up an operation, and the consultation room gradually began to improve.

At the beginning, no one cared about it, and then there was an endless stream.

Su Jingming spends at least an hour seeing a patient, which is almost excessive work every day.When Wen Yan came back from get off work and saw Su Jingming sitting in front of the computer frowning, he subconsciously rubbed his sore neck and shoulders.

Wen Yan couldn't sit still anymore, and discussed this issue with Su Jingming in depth that night.

"You are a patient for one hour, 24 hours a day, except for the eight hours of sleep every day, and the time to eat and go to the toilet, do you plan to dedicate the rest of the time to the society?" Wen Yan was ruthless, full of dissatisfaction in his words.

Su Jingming's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to block Wen Yan: "...Isn't this just the beginning?"

"Yes, just started, but you broke your body, what will you do next?"

Su Jingming really didn't think about this issue. He wanted to earn a lot of money and share the burden of life with Wen Yan.

Before Su Jingming could figure out how to communicate with Wen Yan, Wen Yan made a decisive decision: "Change to an appointment system, four patients a day, two in the morning and two in the afternoon."

Su Jingming's eyes widened: "That's impossible!"

Wen Yan paused, and said softly, "Then I can only resign to see if it's too late to take a psychology course."

Of course Su Jingming disagreed with Wen Yan doing such a nonsensical thing, so he changed the consultation room to an appointment system the next day.

With a lot of free time, Lawyer Wen is happy. After get off work, he will never see his boyfriend sitting in front of the computer rubbing his neck and shoulders again. He feels relieved and even walks with wind.

On this day, Su Jingming postponed the afternoon online patient meeting with a special patient offline.

Su Jingming deliberately dressed to look very mature, and set off towards the agreed place with a briefcase.

He will arrive early as before.While waiting for the patient, Su Jingming opened his notebook and sent Wen Yan a wechat by the way.

Salted Egg: I might go back later today.

Monster: How late is it?

Salty egg: There is a patient in the same city who wants to talk to me about his condition face to face.A conservative estimate is two hours to start.

Monster: Then I will pick you up later and send you a location.

Su Jingming thought about it, and two hours later, it would be about the same time before Wen Yan got off work.He sent the location, and looked up to see a familiar person pushed open the door of the teahouse, and the wind chime on the door made a slight sound.

The man found Su Jingming and walked over with a complicated expression.

Su Jingming stood up subconsciously, he pursed his lips, "Uncle Wen."

When Father Wen heard Su Jingming call him that, he was silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded, "Sit down."

After Su Jingming and Wen Yan reunited, he thought about what it would be like to face Wen Yan's parents again.

But he never expected that Father Wen would ask himself out in such a way.

He seemed to go back a few years ago, and the scene of that day came back to his eyes again.

After all, it was Father Wen who spoke first. The white hair on his sideburns symbolized the past few years, and he said slowly: "Doctor Su, I can't accept that my son is gay. Look, my disease Is there any help?"

The author has something to say:

Happy September.

You shall all be happy.

I have been writing this article on and off for almost three months, and I am still very reluctant to finish it soon.

This article is not the best, but I spent a lot of effort.

still that sentence

If there is one person who reads it, he will write it down, because of his hobby.