They all said the school grass likes me

They kissed each other for a long time, and the smell of wine had a depraved malt aroma.

The kiss was soft and moist in the night, the chirping birds and insects could be heard in my ears, and the moonlight poured down from the gaps in the branches. Zhou Yu hugged Zhong Yue in a daze, and leaned against him with her face in his arms.

When Zhou Yu is in love, his eyes are like deer's, and his dark pupils are clear and watery. The lack of a fixed place these years has made him an insecure child, and he instinctively wants to be loved to be at ease.

However, Zhong Yue is just like this. Some machismo in his bones can always be clearly aroused when facing Zhou Yu's occasional fragility.

I want to protect him, I want to accompany him, I want to love him.

They are a match made in heaven.

After being intimate for a long time, Zhou Yu reluctantly let go of Zhong Yue. Downstairs, Zhong Yue kissed Zhou Yu's forehead again, and the two parted ways.

The mood was like an elevator going up, floating high all the way, with a cream cake made by Zhong Yue in his stomach, a bag of small candle lights in his hand, and a ring from Zhong Yue in his pocket.

Entering the corridor, Zhou Yu took out the ring like a baby, a small platinum ring, he had never worn a ring before, quietly and carefully put it on his left hand while no one was around.

The slightly cool ring was put on the ring finger, like a flower quietly blooming in no one’s place, Zhou Yu’s heart was sweet, the mood of the whole day was like a hot air balloon flying high in the sky, he opened the door to wash his face and call himself calm--

"Back?" Zhou Wenhui's voice.

Zhou Yu's light footsteps were instantly nailed in place.

He just noticed that the lights in the house were on, and Zhou Wenhui was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. At this moment, he turned his head to look at him, stood up with a smile, walked towards him, and stretched out his arms: "Happy 17th birthday, son. "

Zhou Yu stood there stupidly, his palms were cold, he quickly put his left hand behind his back, and quietly took off the ring.

When did dad come back?Did he see or hear anything?

Judging by Zhou Wenhui's expression, it should be no.But... Dad was upstairs, but he was hugging and kissing Zhong Yue downstairs just now with great fanfare.

As long as Dad takes a look downstairs on a whim, or decides to wait for him at the gate of the community - they were holding hands all the way just now, and it's all over now.

"Why are you not at all happy to see your father come back?" Zhou Wenhui asked with a smile, "Isn't it too happy, is it silly?"

"Yes." Zhou Yu came back to his senses, forced a smile, and gave his father a hug, "Dad, did you come here specially for my birthday?"

"Of course." Zhou Wenhui said proudly, "I bought you a present, come here."

He pointed to the boxes piled up next to the sofa. Zhou Yu saw the latest fruit phone and expensive sneakers as soon as he glanced at it. His father always likes to give him such things.

In the past, his attitude towards these gifts was perfunctory, but thinking that Zhou Wenhui came back on purpose, he was really moved, and he was a little guilty, so Zhou Yu immediately picked up a knife and started to open the presents, one by one in front of his father. Open, and tried on clothes and shoes: "Thank you, Dad."

"Thank you for what you said to your father." Seeing Zhou Yu like this, Zhou Wenhui was in a good mood, and walked over to snort his hair. "Xiao Yu is going to be an adult soon, and she is indeed sensible."

Zhou Yu forced a smile again: "Yes."

"How are you doing these days?" Zhou Wenhui asked, "Is everything going well?"

They actually called every night, but they still had to ask. Zhou Yu wished his father could chat with him quickly so that he wouldn't have to worry about being found out about what happened downstairs.

He nodded: "Very good."

"That's good." Zhou Wenhui said, "The fishing season is coming to an end in May—"

Zhou Yu raised his head suddenly, his heart suddenly raised.

"—This semester is over, shall we go to Zhejiang with Dad?" Zhou Wenhui said.

Zhou Yu clasped his palms. In the warm spring, his fingertips were icy cold, piercing through his chest like an ice arrow. After saying these words, it felt like the surroundings were empty.

He had long thought that such a day would come, but he had been lying to himself since that day.

Last August, he felt that he would leave in October, and in October, he felt that he would leave after the Chinese New Year. During the Chinese New Year, he was already reluctant to leave, and told himself that maybe it was different this time, and he could stay.

The truth is that what should come will come.

Zhou Wenhui probably expected that Zhou Yu would be unhappy when he made this suggestion, so he didn't rush to continue talking, leaving enough time for Zhou Yu to digest.

This is already the longest time Zhou Yu has stayed in one place since he was in middle school. It was nearly a year. Zhou Wenhui was even willing to take him away during the summer vacation, but...

"Dad." Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, "Can I stay here?"

"Stay here?" Zhou Wenhui glanced at him in surprise, "Why do you suddenly want to stay here?"

"I'm going to be in my third year of high school soon, and I finally got used to the environment." Zhou Yu said, "I don't want to bother to change schools anymore."

"I know, so this time I went to Zhejiang, I specially arranged an experimental school for you. Don't you think the attached middle school is not good? That school is much better than here." Zhou Wenhui said.

"But I have a provincial key cram school here." Zhou Yu said, "I just passed No. 2 in the model test of the cram school in the middle of the semester, and there are top students there."

"If you really don't want to go with Dad and feel tired, I will send you back to Chongqing." Zhou Wenhui said, "Dad is in Zhejiang, and all relatives are in Chongqing. I can't let you go here alone."

"No." Zhou Yu said, "I just want to stay here."

"Why?" Zhou Wenhui frowned.

Zhou Yu rarely rebelled against his father, which may be an important reason for the harmonious relationship between their father and son.Zhou Wenhui is undoubtedly a successful businessman, so he has superb skills and firm determination, even if Zhou Yu can't beat him.

But this time he knew he had to win. The ring in his pocket touched his skin through the thin fabric, as if reminding him that it took him so long to break through the cage that trapped him and step towards him. In the first step, he can't just walk away.

It's not impossible to go to another place, but he still wants to go eat with Zhong Yue, walk the road in the sunset, and go to his aunt's house to buy vegetables with her on weekends.

I also want to wander around the beach with Tong Qing, Yao Haoyu, Oda Yuan, and study together...

"Because I have friends here." Zhou Yu took a deep breath, "I don't want to say goodbye to my friends."

Zhou Wenhui looked at him, frowned, and didn't speak.

Zhou Yu is not the type who likes to tell others what is on his mind. Speaking out these things will make him feel weak, but after he found that "learning" could not impress Zhou Wenhui, it seems that he can only tell the truth.

He said, "Dad, our class teacher is very kind to me. He knows that I have good grades, so he specially found the papers for the provincial key points next door to do for me, and asked his junior sister who is a teacher next door to help me introduce me to the provincial key points. supplementary classes.”

"My classmates are also super nice to me. They all call me Pretty Boy, and they took me out for my birthday today..."

"You don't seem to have celebrated your birthday with anyone else before." Zhou Wenhui interjected.

"Yes." Zhou Yu said, "Because no one was with me at that time, but now I have."

He took out his mobile phone and showed his dad the blackboard newspaper full of fish, the candle light of the little goldfish, the big cake and the scattered plates and wine glasses next to the cake, and the photo of five people who asked Tan Ge to help , a group photo with a bright smile.

The screen of the mobile phone is small, Zhou Wenhui squinted his eyes to look closer, and nodded a person's head: "This is... Zhong Yue, right?"

"Yes. Zhong Yue..." Zhou Yu restrained his emotions, "He is also very good to me. He brought me to meet these friends, and his mother loves me very much, calling me to eat every week."

Zhou Yu knew in his heart that these were nothing to Zhou Wenhui. Zhou Wenhui was smart, sophisticated, and decisive. He would definitely do what he wanted to do. He could make friends wherever he went. His father just said A sentence "You are only 17 years old and you have to listen to your parents" can completely negate him, and you can easily give him a long tirade about friendship no matter where you are.

But Zhou Yu couldn't think of a better way. In front of Zhou Wenhui, he had no way to resist. The only thing he could do was to turn over all the cards and show him his sincerity. childish touch—

"Okay." Zhou Wenhui said.

Zhou Yu suddenly raised his head.

He couldn't believe his ears.

"Dad, you said... yes, didn't you?" he asked in disbelief.

"When you grow up, you should have your own friends." Zhou Wenhui patted his head again, "So many photos, and you started to post them on Moments, if you really take you away, you will have to stay away from me for half a year Speak."

Zhou Yu felt like crying and laughing at the same time, he lowered his head and whispered, "Is there anything, I'm very good."

"Then let's go together?" Zhou Wenhui said half-jokingly, seeing Zhou Yu's face suddenly changed, he laughed, "I'm kidding you."

Zhou Yu bit his lip, unable to speak.

Only then did he understand what it meant to be elated. He couldn't restrain the smile from the heart on his face, and he could almost see little golden flowers blooming in his heart.

He stayed, and just as important as the result of staying was that his father was willing to let him stay.In the past, his father always acted arbitrarily and without explanation, but these days, he has gradually changed.

Zhou Yu really wanted to rush over to give his father a hug, but he was too embarrassed.

"I thought you would let me go with you regardless of what I said." Zhou Yu said in a low voice.

"You are my son, can I leave you alone?" Zhou Wenhui shook his head and smiled, "Sometimes I really don't understand your children's thinking, but since you want to stay so much and you have someone to take care of you, then go ahead That's it. You've always been very thoughtful and able to take care of yourself, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Yu was so sad and overjoyed that he lost his language skills, so he could only nod vigorously, "Thank you, Dad."

Zhou Wenhui rumpled Zhou Yu's hair again to remove his styling, "Let's make an appointment for dinner with your Uncle Zhong's this weekend."

Zhou Yu's heart skipped a beat again: "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" Zhou Wenhui said, "Tell them to help and take care of my precious son."