summer passerby

In July, the primary school students had their summer vacation. According to the annual practice, He Chenxing would pack his luggage and go to He Ting's to stay for a while.

This year, He Chenxing was promoted to the sixth grade, and under Li Man's persuasion, he also brought a schoolbag of summer homework.

How should I put it, the math problems for primary school students are more tricky than the math problems for senior three, and He Ting can't do it well, and he has a bad temper when he gets anxious, so Jiang Xindong has another job - tutoring He Chenxing Operation.

In addition, the two who are in love have to take a child with them wherever they go, and only dare to get close at night.

On a hot noon, He Chenxing suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked He Ting: "Brother, why did you and Brother Dong hug each other on the balcony last night?"

The air conditioner in the room was whistling, and He Ting spewed out half of the water he drank, and took a big breath of air-conditioning by the way.

He organized the language for a long time, found four or five reasons, and explained it dryly. In the end, He Chenxing still looked at him suspiciously, and Shui Ling blinked: "It's okay, I won't tell Dad."

Depend on!

He Ting had a headache, and put his hands on his forehead: "Hurry up, go do your homework!"

What is a kid so smart for?Not cute anymore. Not cute anymore.

That night, he sent He Chenxing back to Li Man with a firm heart.

At the end of July, the first episode of Jiang Xindong's talent show was officially released. Although there are many popular contestants, they still have a small circle of fans with their outstanding performances.

He Ting went to Weibo for a casual stroll, and was surprised to find that the Crush Weibo account's number of fans had increased by tens of thousands overnight. He, who had never seen the big world, quickly sent a WeChat message to his boyfriend.

He Ting: It's on fire!

Jiang Xindong:?

He Ting: Hurry up and check your Weibo, there are so many new fans!

Jiang Xindong: I thought there was a fire somewhere...

While He Ting was sending WeChat, he clicked into his boyfriend's personal Weibo. There were nearly [-] followers, but the content was pitifully small. There were only a few simple music sharing, like an uncultivated wasteland .

He thinks wholeheartedly about his boyfriend: You have to post some selfies on Weibo to interact with fans, right?

Jiang Xindong: No.

He Ting:?

Jiang Xindong: I don’t have that habit

Not being persuaded, He Ting pursed his lips, and chose a few photos he took of his boyfriend before and sent them: This is not a selfie, it was taken by him.

Then there was no movement there for a long time, he looked at his watch, and remembered that Jiang Xindong should start rehearsing, and probably would ignore him for two or three hours.

He turned off his mobile phone slowly, gradually calming down from his excitement and joy.As the draft progressed, he and Jiang Xindong had less and less time to see each other. If the band can continue to attract fans at this rate, the boyfriend will be busier in the future, and they will spend less and less time together.

It's very contradictory. I hope that my boyfriend will have a successful singing career, but I also hope that the other party will spend more time with him, even if it's just doing different things in the same space.

But he is very clear that this is impossible. How can there be so many things that have the best of both worlds?

It's pretty fast, before the summer is over, Jiang Xindong has changed from a financial practitioner to a public figure in the blink of an eye.

He Ting admits that he is not strong enough in his heart. Occasionally, when he reads the fans' messages on Weibo to express his love, he will feel that the distance between the two becomes more and more glaring.

It would be a lie to say that you are not depressed at all, but so what?

He couldn't think of what else he could do other than fully support him.

Jiang Xindong, who has a keen mind and a tenth-level mind-reading player, quickly discerned He Ting's little displeasure, and began to make some changes quietly.For example, I take the initiative to report my whereabouts several times a day, and after recording, I will go to He Ting's house. In the middle of the night after bedtime, my personal Weibo homepage, which has been deserted all year round, also secretly posts something related to He Ting.

The sense of security that can be given is given to the extreme.

A few weeks later, He Ting had an illusion of happiness, as if one day her boyfriend became a big star and traveled all over the world, he would still be ranked first.

He Ting's 18th birthday coincided with Jiang Xindong's first performance.There will be live audience voting in this issue, and the program team will start to eliminate contestants drastically. According to past experience, the voting results of this issue can basically determine the future ranking trend of contestants, so in a sense, this is a very important performance. .

The 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony is very important, but the boyfriend's future is even more important.

He Ting didn't want Jiang Xindong to feel any guilt, so he took the initiative to postpone the birthday celebration by a day.

On the day of his birthday, the sky was clear and the light coming through the window swayed in front of his eyes. He woke up in a daze, and the other half of the pillow was already empty. He vaguely remembered that Jiang Xindong left very early, leaving only a vague farewell kiss.

He took out his phone and swiped it briefly, and unexpectedly found that Weibo special attention had been updated.

A few days ago, Jiang Xindong changed his Weibo profile picture to a random graffiti from He Ting's childhood. The artist himself said it was a handsome self-portrait, but fans who didn't know it said that it must be a little bastard who can only walk upright.

As for why Xiao Wangba is used as the avatar?Idols stand alone.

The screen showed that the colorful little bastard had updated a Weibo a few hours ago, with four words - happy birthday.

There are various speculations mixed in the comments. Some people say that it should be just to celebrate for friends, and some people have an intuition that Jiang Xindong must have a partner. In short, there are different opinions and there is no certainty.

He Ting quit Weibo with a smile, feeling a little sweet and proud.

The phone screen went dark, and he thought shamelessly that you can just guess, anyway, happy birthday is for me, and the owner of the account is also mine.

The air was hot and salty, so He Ting took He Chenxing to the theme park for an afternoon. Although it was his birthday, it was obvious that He Chenxing had a happier life than him.

In the evening, bright lights and shadows lit up in the paradise, and He Ting stood under the fast-moving roller coaster and received a call from Jiang Xindong.

The other end of the phone was not much quieter than this side of the paradise, Jiang Xindong panted and said that they had finished their performance.

He Ting took a bite of the ice cream and asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay," Jiang Xindong said, "There are still a few programs in the future, and the results are estimated to come out before 12 o'clock."

He Ting heard the audience's loud shouts from the other end, and asked in confusion: "Then how can you call me, where are you?"

"Toilet," Jiang Xindong said indifferently, "the sound insulation is not good."

He Ting narrowed his eyes: "Call me as soon as you get off stage?"

"That's right," Jiang Xindong laughed, "Isn't it that some people have finally grown up today, are they afraid that they will be bored by themselves?"

"That's not true." After He heard about it, He sent an ugly photo of him and He Chenxing being captured by a machine just now on the roller coaster.

In the photo, he and He Chenxing grinned wantonly, their hair was blown messy, exposing a smooth forehead.

Seeing that he was having a good time, Jiang Xindong seemed to feel that it was a bit unnecessary to feel guilty all day, so his lips moved, and he said, "Happy 18th birthday, boyfriend."

He Ting lowered his head and glanced at He Chenxing, who was serious about buying toys beside him, and chuckled softly, "The mind has been received and the happy potion has been successfully generated. The effect of the medicine is enough to see you at night, oh no, tomorrow morning."

Naked hints and hints-tell your boyfriend to go to him after the performance.

Jiang Xindong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a magnetic voice: "Got it."

The theme park closes at [-]:[-] p.m., and the driver Xiao Wu has been waiting for the two of them in the parking lot.As soon as He Ting got into the car, he found four or five missed calls on his phone, all of which were from He Wenbin half an hour ago.

There is also a text message attached: You will come back with your brother in a while.

He Ting called back, but no one answered.

I wondered if his father finally remembered his birthday when he was 18 years old?Still excited and decided to celebrate him?

magic!It can be said to be flattered.

He Ting was too tired after playing all day, fell asleep after getting in the car, and fell asleep at the door of He Wenbin's villa.

There was no sign of celebration in the room, but Li Man gave him a strange look, told him to wait for his father to come back in the living room, then turned around and urged He Chenxing to wash up and go to bed.

While waiting alone, He Ting's eyelids twitched for no reason. Since it wasn't his birthday, He Wenbin must have something to say in such a hurry to let him go home.

After much deliberation, he felt that he could only talk about going abroad.

Although when the college entrance examination results came out, He Wenbin reluctantly accepted his request to retake the exam, but he also knew that his father didn't care about it for a few days, so he didn't really agree.

As the saying goes, it's a blessing, not a curse. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it, and what should come will come.

He Ting almost fell asleep on the sofa, and He Wenbin came late.

The night was dark, he looked up dizzily, and seeing He Wenbin's gloomy face, he suddenly woke up.

Because his father is very principled when he loses his temper, he will babble a few words about trivial matters, but he can quarrel about watermelon matters, stare, and even fly into a rage.

But with He Ting's many years of experience, these things come and go quickly, which is not shocking.

What he was most afraid of was that He Wenbin would stare at him without saying a word, with cruel intent in his eyes. Whenever there was a strange and chilling silence in the air, He Ting knew that he would receive the most severe punishment next.

He had encountered this kind of moment three times in total, one was because he ran away from home for a week and had no news, one was because he made Li Man cry on He Wenbin's wedding day, and the other was now.

The living room was dimly lit. He Wenbin was wearing a neat suit. He didn't even change his shoes when he walked in. He walked up to him and said, "You should prepare for the next few days and go to America next week."

"What are you going to do?" He Ting frowned.

He Wenbin tugged on his tie impatiently, and said coldly: "Read!"

This is not a discussion, but a notice.

This unrefutable tone made He Ting very upset, and he didn't care about how He Wenbin was feeling right now, so he went back in a daze: "No."

He Wenbin stared at him closely, his eyes were piercingly cold, and half a second later he raised his hand and slapped He Ting so hard that he almost couldn't stop.

"Okay," He Wenbin closed his eyes and frowned in thought, then opened them again quickly, pulled off his tie and threw it on the ground roughly, asking sharply, "For him?"

he?

which he?

He Ting's brain buzzed for a moment, and he suddenly felt a strong bad premonition.

The living room is covered with a marble floor, like a pale and cold background board. Half of his face was flushed from the beating, and his temples throbbed even more. An unexpected chill rushed to his heart in the 30-degree summer day.

"Who?" He licked the corner of his mouth and looked up at He Wenbin, but the rebelliousness in his eyes had already subsided.

It was rare for He Wenbin to see him subdued, and he smiled suddenly, but the smile was so cold that if a ghost saw it, he would feel intrusive.He pointed at He Ting aggressively, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "If you don't go, I will ruin him!"