Ye Lang of Rebirth

The afterglow of the setting sun fell down, covering the boy's immature face with a layer of warm orange light, which was beautiful and soft to the bone.

At that moment, Yu Youtang wanted to hold someone in his arms...

The naughty fish slipped by, Yu Youtang forcefully pulled Ye Langyingrun's feet out of the water and put them on her lap, took out a handkerchief and wiped them carefully.

Ye Lang was ticklish, curled up his toes, pushed and struggled weakly, slightly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yu Youtang helped Ye Lang put on his socks and tie his shoelaces.

After getting dressed neatly, Ye Lang grabbed the handkerchief from Youtang's hand, knelt down by the wet river, and wiped it carefully.

"I can do it myself?" Yu Youtang wanted to welcome Ye Lang while enjoying Ye Lang's service.

"Reciprocity is a courtesy." Ye Lang's ears turned a touch of pink, and he kept moving, wiping away the water droplets on the man's well-maintained feet.

"Oh." Yu Youtang resisted the urge to pinch Ye Lang's earlobe, and responded lightly.

As the night darkened, Ye Lang led Yu Youtang to the night market, but the noise there was slightly inconsistent with Yu Youtang's serious and upright image.

Yu Youtang couldn't get used to the yelling and bustling crowd on the street, he frowned and asked, "Do you want to eat here?"

"Hmm." Ye Lang led Yu Youtang, walking hard through the crowd, calling out "excuse me" from time to time.

"The things here are not clean, let's change places!"

Yu Youtang looked at the sweat dripping from the face of the owner of a food stall selling Mala Tang into the bubbling soup pot, disgusted~

"I know!"

Ye Lang paused, looked around, and continued to walk forward, "But there is a really good one! Don't worry... the owner of that shop is famous for his cleanliness in the alleys nearby! "

The boy looked back at him with a bright light in his eyes, Yu Youtang couldn't bear to refuse, he tightened Ye Lang's hand, and followed Ye Lang in the crowd like a swimming fish.

"This is it!"

Ye Lang looked at the words "Shun Kee Restaurant" flashing orange, and pulled Yu Youtang in without hesitation.

The store is decorated in an antique style, there are many people, sitting in twos and threes, talking in a low voice, very quiet, surrounded by melodious melody, the atmosphere is peaceful and peaceful.

It's like two worlds with the outside world!This was Yu Youtang's first thought.

Great for couples!Yu Youtang's second thought followed.

The two chose a slightly remote place to sit down, and the proprietress enthusiastically brought the menu.

Ye Lang handed the menu to Yu Youtang, the man took a look and ordered a few dishes.

Ye Lang didn't even look at the menu, he was quite casual, "Aunt Li, I want a plate of braised eggplant and sauced pork ribs..."

Yu Youtang added a series of dish names to the dishes that Yu Youtang had ordered.

The proprietress looked at Ye Lang in surprise, "It looks strange to you, but you know a lot about the signs in the store, and you know my surname is Li?"

Ye Lang's throat choked up, and he smiled, "I heard from my classmate that it looks normal."

The proprietress smiled and took the menu to the back kitchen.

"You look like you come here often?" Yu Youtang clasped his fingers on the table, his black pupils narrowed.

"It's true that I come here often, but now things are different, she doesn't remember!"

Ye Lang looked at the bustling night scene outside the window, against the backdrop of the colorful lights, there was an indescribable melancholy and sadness.

Yu Youtang looked at Ye Lang like this, stopped holding his fingers on the wooden table, and slowly closed them...

The food ordered by the two of them was delivered quickly, covering the entire table, and it was indeed delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

"Can you finish eating?"

"Yeah." Ye Lang already stretched out his hand to the egg pancake, and replied nonchalantly.

Yu Youtang picked up a small spoonful of braised eggplant with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It was fragrant but not greasy, and tasted good.

Yu Youtang's table manners are impeccable, but it is also true that the speed of food depletion is comparable to that of Ye Lang who is feasting.

The two were having a good meal, when the doorbell rang, Ye Lang looked up inadvertently, and his gaze was fixed there, to be precise, it was the two people who were carrying each other.

There were two people at the door, a man and a woman. The middle-aged man had regular features, a high nose and deep eyes, and white silk loomed between his temples. coat.

Ye Lang's eyes are pantothenic...

Standing at the door at this time are his parents who gave birth to him and raised him!

But, how should I face you! ?

Father, the white hair on your temples is for me! ?Mother, it is not your body that is cold, but your heart! ?

Aunt Li, the proprietress, came forward and warmly greeted the two to sit down. Ye Lang followed them with eyes, trembling all over, unable to move.

He wanted to rush forward and tell them that he was Ye Qingjing, he wanted to lie on his parents' lap and tell them how much he missed them, he wanted to...

Ye Lang's thoughts were complicated and chaotic, Ye Qingjing and Ye Lang blended together, his eyes were white, and then... endless darkness, piercing cold.

The chopsticks in his hand fell on the table, bouncing up and down slightly, making a feeble sound.

Yu Youtang waved his index finger in front of Ye Lang's eyes, "Ye Lang, what's wrong?"

Ye Lang grabbed that finger, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, desperate hope, desperate support.

Yu Youtang was in pain, but he didn't speak, a pair of dark pupils that seemed to be smeared with ink and wash looked straight into Ye Lang's bewildered peach blossom eyes.

Ye Lang woke up!

Already in tears...

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ye Lang forced a smile, "Let's go!"

"Ah."

Yu Youtang stood up, and without asking why...checked out~

Before leaving, the proprietress who passed by lowered her voice and smiled meaningfully, "There are not many people who can call me Aunt Li!"

Ye Lang paused, turned and left without saying a word.

The two stepped out of the door, Ye Lang turned his head, took a deep and slow look at his parents, his thin body blended into the crowd...

Mom and Dad, please forgive me!

I will definitely go back and see you guys!

wait for me!

Before Ye Lang left, he didn't see his mother, who was wrapped in a coat, glanced at where he was just now.

"What's wrong?" Ye Jianyao asked with concern.

"I'm old and my eyes are blurred, I seem to see Xiaojing standing there." Wang Qingwen said in a low voice.

Ye Jianyao was silent, and patted his wife on the back reassuringly.

Yu Youtang held the steering wheel in his hand, his fingers seemed to be rhythmic with the music, after a long silence, "I want to know the cause and effect, Ye Lang!"

Ye Lang's light-colored pupils were full of sadness, he gently hugged the man in front of him, and then slowly tightened his strength, "I will tell you, but not now."

"I'll wait for you! But, I must not be the last to know!" Yu Youtang hugged Ye Lang back, resting his chin on the boy's fluffy head, whispered.

"Thank you, uncle."

"If you thank me, can you not call me uncle? I think you are calling me old?"

"But, I don't know your name!" Ye Lang raised his head, his slender and thick eyelashes were wet.

"..."

It turned out that he had never told him his name, "Yu Youtang, I finally got Yu, you who protect you, and Tang who is Haitang, you know now?!"

"Well. Then I'll call you Uncle Yu from now on!"

"..."

Why did he find this title more difficult to accept! ! !

"Let's call him Uncle!" Yu Youtang compromised, since he couldn't escape the suffix "Uncle" anyway, so Uncle was more fluent.

After sending Ye Lang home, Yu Youtang kissed the young man who was about to get out of the car with his seat belt off, "Good night."

Ye Lang was startled, then smiled, and kissed Yu Youtang politely on the cheek, "Good night, goodbye."

Watching the uncle's black SUV gliding through a beautiful arc and leaving quickly, Ye Lang turned and walked into the compound.

At this time, the night was dark, everyone was already asleep, Ye Lang was walking on the wide concrete road, kicking the small stones under his feet boredly, walking alone.

A lamp under the eaves emits a hazy yellow light, Ye Lang enters the door, there is a slightly dim light inside.

In the quiet and silent night, when Ye Lang's mood was impetuous, this lamp, like a mother's gentle and caring hand, calmed the waves surging in his heart.

Ye Lang, suddenly had the urge to cry!

Even more difficult to choose!

Once upon a time, my mother, who couldn't sleep under the light, turned on a small light at night just for his convenience.And my dissuasion was pushed back by my mother in a gentle and strong way.

It's for myself!

Back in the room, after washing up, afraid that the sound of the hair dryer would wake up the sleeping family next door, Ye Lang wet his hair and sat on the soft and spacious bed.

Taking out a notebook with a kraft paper cover, Ye Lang turned to the first page, wrote down the word "Ye Lang", and then began to record a day's life.

Even in the diary where the most personal secrets are gathered, Ye Lang dare not reveal his greatest secret, what a pity!

After writing the diary, his half-length hair was dry, fluffy and messy. Ye Lang was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Therefore, his hairstyle easily became a chicken coop!

Ye Lang opened his eyes, his eyes fell on nothingness, letting go of his thoughts.

An exquisite mobile phone with a black casing was quietly lying on the bedside table. Ye Lang reached out to take it, twirling it between his fingers boredly, then opened it, and sent a text message to Yu Youtang who had just parted, "Are you home?"

There was a reply soon, "Not yet, there is a traffic jam now." There was also a resentful expression attached.

"I'm done taking a shower, Dad~!"

Ye Lang pressed the send button with a gloating and teasing smile.

"Father? First, I'm not that old. Second, you don't have the qualifications and ability to be my son." Yu Youtang on the other side was also not to be outdone.

"why?"

"Don't tell you!" Because I miss you as my lover!

"Say it quickly!!!" The exclamation mark behind was full of persuasive questioning.

"I'm going to drive, see you tomorrow, go to bed early!"

Ye Lang was dissatisfied, the man was obviously teasing him, so he sent out two cold expressions, one humming left and the other humming right.

"Goodbye, good night." This is the sympathy message that the kind-hearted teenager couldn't help sending after being left out for a while.

Ye Lang turned off the phone, got into the quilt, and fell asleep...

The night was as warm and cool as water, Yu Youtang opened the door of the house, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the text message from Ye Lang, the corners of his mouth curled up, and after replying with a big smile, he happily went to the bathroom to take a shower.