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Jiang Zewan hadn't called the word "Dad" for a long time.

When he was young, he didn't understand why his father always didn't accompany him, and when his father was rarely at home, he always had a calm face and would only ask him seriously how he was doing with his homework.

Mother held him in her arms and comforted him, "Dad has more important things to do, and the stability of our community depends on him. Xiaowan, you should know that he actually loves you very much."

But Jiang Zewan couldn't feel his father's love.

Jiang Zewan was spotted by a music teacher in the community children's choir, and followed him to learn bel canto, and became interested in music.

He heard those widely sung songs, longed for the position that attracted much attention, and told his mother that he wanted to be an idol singer.

Mom naturally supported him, but Dad didn't agree.

Xiao Zewan had an awkward fight with his father for a long time because of this. During meal time, they ignored each other, and his father treated him as if he didn't exist, and only chatted with his mother.

In the end, Dad compromised and made an agreement with him to not delay his studies.

He successfully passed the preliminary review of Future Yinghuo and joined the company as a trainee.

He is looking forward to the future, when he becomes successful and famous, he can be the pride of his parents.

But later, Dad died at work.

In their community, a wanted criminal who suffered from mental illness and took drugs at home went mad and stabbed to death the Jiangmin police who came to arrest him.

Since then, Dad has become a taboo area for family topics.

My mother has a psychological barrier, and she no longer wants Jiang Zewan to mention this matter. Every time she sees news about the police, she will lose control of her emotions and cry for a long time in the bedroom.

Jiang Zewan sensibly avoided topics related to his father, went to school and studied music.

He became the pillar of the family.

For a period of time, he was very confused and was in a rebellious period. He felt that life was boring and everything was not going his way.

The students always look at him cautiously, afraid of him, and can't help approaching him.The leaders in the school knew his identity and always let him speak on stage, talking about his father's heroic deeds.He said no.

When he was in the third year of high school, a neighbor’s kid, who was also his classmate, laughed at him behind his back because he didn’t have a father to get such a good treatment, his grades were so poor, and he would still debut as a star in the future, earning a lot of money.

That person didn't realize that Jiang Zewan was next door.

Jiang Zewan swung his fist and rushed forward, almost hitting him.

He hates these gossips.

Obviously, his father is such a righteous person, why should others mention him in such a joking tone?

When the impulse broke out of the cage, Jiang Zewan's mother's sad face appeared in front of his eyes.

In the end, he restrained himself, left school early, and walked home with his guitar on his back.

"Mom, I want to transfer schools."

Mom often looks at Dad's photos and is distracted. She pressed the photo frame on the table again and again, and carefully picked it up and wiped it clean.

Life has to go on, and his mother took him to move to a new living circle.

Slowly, my mother changed back to being gentle and objective.However, Ze Wan understood that Mom hadn't forgotten Dad.He will never forget that there is a great man who will guard them from the past to the future.

Then, at the new school, I met the most important person in my life.

Jiang Zewan looked at the sleeping Lin Tingxi, brushed his slightly long bangs gently, and turned to look at him with his head in his arms.

He likes such a quiet night, surrounded by the people he loves the most.

But at night, there was too much darkness hidden, and he didn't know what was waiting for them in the future.

"Xiaowan..." The unsuspecting Lin Tingxi murmured out of his dream in the most natural voice.

"Yeah." Jiang Zewan put his arms around him and patted his back lightly.

It's been a long time since I heard you speak in your original voice.

"I am afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"They locked me up, it's not that I don't want to find you." Lin Tingxi closed her eyes tightly and said anxiously.

"I know." Jiang Zewan stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead, trying to smooth the wrinkled place between his brows.

"I don't want to break up with you."

"We won't break up."

"Really?"

"real."

Only then did Lin Tingxi relax her frowning brows, and fell asleep in Jiang Zewan's arms.

Jiang Zewan kept looking at him, not daring to think about how scared he must have been when Lin Tingxi was locked up by those people.

"My little deer..."

The next day, before Lin Tingxi woke up, he felt something pressing against his leg.

"Uh-huh?"

The two were close together, lying on the bed in a cuddling position, head to head, Lin Tingxi pressed one leg on Jiang Zewan's crotch.

They were also men, and Lin Tingxi knew exactly where Jiang Zewan was pushing against him.

He stared at Jiang Zewan, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, but his eyelashes were shaking, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's too late." Lin Tingxi touched someone who was pretending to be asleep.

"Good morning, brother." Jiang Zewan rubbed his eyes and shrank back slightly.

"morning."

"..." Jiang Zewan was embarrassed, avoiding Lin Tingxi's direct gaze.

"Last night?" Lin Tingxi asked him curiously.

"cough."

"Did we do it?" Lin Tingxi didn't have any memory after being drunk this time. He said it hurt or numb, but his pajamas had been changed. He thought that Zewan was gentle anyway, maybe he really didn't too hard.

"Ahem...don't you remember?"

"Ah."

Jiang Zewan covered his face and smiled helplessly: "Brother, have you forgotten what you do when you fall asleep?"

"Ah... I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm going to wash up first." Jiang Zewan pulled him to kiss him, and was about to get out of bed and take a shower to get rid of the fire.

Lin Tingxi hung her whole body on him, not allowing him to get out of bed: "Don't go."

"what?"

"I want to make it up to you." Lin Tingxi leaned against his ear, as if whispering.

……

In late summer and early autumn, there is a hint of coolness in the air, while the temperature in the bedroom keeps rising.

The quilt on the big bed was messy, setting off waves of passionate and intertwined desire.

When everything subsided, Jiang Zewan wiped off the sweat from Lin Tingxi's face, lifted Lin Tingxi's wet hair, and looked at the smooth forehead of the person below him with nostalgia, and the pair of eyes immersed in the process of blending with each other. in the eyes.

Lin Tingxi kept hugging his neck, his arms were a little sore, and he was almost unable to hang on.

Jiang Zewan stood up, put his hands behind Lin Tingxi's back, reversed his position, and hugged him onto his body.He stroked Lin Tingxi's smooth back, felt his body trembling slightly, licked Lin Tingxi's lips tenderly, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Tingxi lay on top of him, closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and seriously responded to his kiss.

They took a shower together, and it was already past twelve o'clock when they came out. Jiang Zewan settled them down and went to the kitchen to quickly cook brunch for the two of them.

Lin Tingxi was forbidden to do housework, so she could only lay down on the sofa in her new pajamas boredly, watching the variety show she didn't finish last night.

The program team added a pink filter to the framed shots of the two of them very well. When Jiang Zewan held him high, they also added the flower "When I chase my dreams, with you by my side" font.

When Jiang Zewan was cooking, he went to the bedroom and took the sheets out and put them in the washing machine. He glanced at the TV and saw that the cooking session was on.

The TV is 6D, which can restore the smell of the scene. Accompanied by the buzzing sound of electrical appliances, the long-lost aroma permeated the living room. The two looked at each other and smiled, and both remembered the food they made together that day.

For the rest of the day, the two of them stuck together, watching TV, listening to music, and making love to each other.

Jiang Zewan sent Lin Tingxi the exclusive left-channel version of "Lin Ting". This song has no copyright on any music platform and exists only for Lin Tingxi, with only one special audience.

Lin Tingxi was very moved. If he could write a song, he would definitely write a song for Jiang Zewan.

"I really want to do something for you, but unfortunately I don't know music." Lin Tingxi lay in his arms, listened to the song over and over again, and then took off an earphone and said to Jiang Zewan.

"I am content with you." Jiang Zewan lightly rubbed the hands they held together and the ring on the ring finger. "I can spend the rest of my life with you. I don't know how many good things I did in my previous life."

Lin Tingxi turned around and looked at him.

Jiang Zewan continued, "Can you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't leave?"

"That depends on the specific situation."

"Huh?" Jiang Zewan squeezed his chin threateningly.

"Of course I won't leave you," Lin Tingxi touched his hand, coquettishly, "You are the person I love the most, how can I be willing?"

"But don't you think there is something else, I don't know."

"What's the matter?" Lin Tingxi asked.

"For example, this face." Jiang Zewan suddenly became serious, and looked straight into Lin Tingxi's frightened eyes for a moment.

"Would you like it, tell me."

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