yellow sorghum

On the outskirts of City A, there is a small detached house with white walls, red bricks and tiles, and the surrounding bushes are beautifully cared for. There is a small yard behind the house, and a teenager is lying on the grass, with a pillow in his hand. On his arm, he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his nostrils exhaled slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly every time he moved, his skin was pale white that hadn't seen the sun all year round, but his lips were unusually bright red, just like the dots dotted in the white snow in winter Hongmei has slender hands and feet, her legs are crossed, and there is a dog lying beside her, panting with her tongue out.

Suddenly, the dog got up, barked excitedly, and ran to the man who was walking not far away, wagging its tail desperately in front of him, resting its front paws on the pair of gray high-end suit pants, looking up. Head bowed waiting for a touch.

The man was not annoyed that the dog had stained his pants, he smiled and rubbed the top of the dog's head as if he didn't feel bad at all.

Hearing the voice, the young man got up in a daze, still rubbing his eyes.

There was a hint of softness in the man's eyes, but his tone was still flat: "Why did you fall asleep outside?"

The young man yawned and sat up, his bright red lips parted slightly: "Sleepy... just fell asleep."

He got up with a smile and patted the grass clippings on his body: "Mr. is here!"

He seemed very happy, and like that dog, he rushed over and hung on the man. Although he was also a little scared, he even raised his eyes to look at the man tentatively when he hugged him. Angry, knowing that he was in a good mood today, he became even more presumptuous, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and rubbed it happily.

Although the man said "dirty" in disgust, he still didn't push him away, and still let him hang on his body.

The two entered the villa, and not long after, a few suppressed groans came from the master bedroom, and it took more than an hour to quiet down.

The young man was obviously not as energetic as before, and now he was lying in the man's arms and couldn't lift a single finger.

After opening his mouth for a long time, he finally spit out a word: "Bad..."

It sounded like a kitten scratching an itch to the man, he smiled and didn't respond.

The man lay on the bed for a long time, rubbed the young man's head, and tried to get up, but unexpectedly the young man bit his lip, grabbed his arm, and called out pitifully, "Sir..."

The man frowned, and his tone was flat, but with a hint of warning: "Sining."

Zheng Sining's hands trembled, he lowered his head, and finally let go slowly. Yu Zhengyan sat up without turning his head, and regardless of the fact that he was not wearing any clothes, he opened the closet and took two pieces of clothes inside. Putting it on his body, Zheng Sining huddled on the bed, the quilt blocked his part below the collarbone, his eyes were teary, it seemed that I felt pity for him.

But from the beginning to the end, Yu Zhengyan didn't look up at him. Just as he was putting on his tie, Zheng Sining suddenly said, "Can't you stay?"

What he got was an extremely cold look, and Yu Zhengyan straightened his collar slowly with his hands, and said calmly, "If you don't want to stay anymore, move out as early as possible."

Zheng Sining's eyes turned red and he didn't dare to speak.

Wang Xiping waited in the car for a long time, checking the time, thinking that Mr. Yu should come out. Sure enough, the carved iron door was pulled open, Yu Zhengyan walked out from inside, and Wang Xiping hurriedly got off. The car opened the door for someone to sit in.

The car drove from the small road to the main road, like many times in the past, the dust went away, Zheng Sining was wrapped in a bed sheet, watched the car disappear into the end of sight from the balcony on the second floor, and then reluctantly looked away.

"Remain……"

Liam on the other end of the phone sounded like he was about to cry, he pretended to sob twice, and Yu Minglang answered impatiently: "What's wrong? Say something quickly."

Probably because Yu Minglang's tone was too cold, Liam whimpered exaggeratedly again: "I'm leaving."

He could imagine the 1.9-meter tall man trying to pretend to be pitiful, laughing in his heart, and he coughed lightly: "Oh."

"I said I'm leaving! I'm leaving China."

Yu Minglang didn't pay much attention, and even opened a pack of snacks between his words: "Aren't you supposed to leave a long time ago?"

It stands to reason that Liam should have returned to Melbourne a month ago, but he didn't know why he procrastinated until now.

Liam uttered a swear word, which sounded like a bit of a headache: "My uncle is going to stay in China for a while, and he asked Ivanov to come with him. He is that stinky man you saw when you went to my house last time!"

When he said this, Yu Minglang remembered that the Russian man named Ivanov was so gloomy and dreadful, when Liam mentioned him, his tone clearly showed irritability and uneasiness.

He complained again: "It's no different from sending a policeman to arrest me. Father, he might as well have someone handcuff me and throw me in a sack!"

The last sentence was too low to be heard: "Just like last time..."

Liam recalled the incident a few years ago again, scratching his head: "Yu, let's meet."

"That old guy packed everything for me, and he almost put me in the car. Yu, let's meet."

The cold mobile phone was stuck to Yu Minglang's cheek, and he didn't answer this question immediately, because at this moment, there was an indescribable emotion in his heart, pressed on a certain piece, and the heavy weight made him feel strange. He originally thought, There will be no fluctuations in himself, even if Liam leaves his life again, he will not be sad or miss him, just like he thought before, Liam can only be counted as good in a certain sense his friends".

During the parting when he was young, he even thought in his heart that he never wanted to see him again, but Liam ran to China not long after, was brought back by his father, and appeared in a year later Out of his sight, leaving his country, leaving the place he was familiar with, and going to a foreign country to stalk him, Yu Minglang wondered more than once, what was this big fool thinking...

Four years of companionship, Liam has been by his side all the time after Qi Sen left him, and Liam can't even kick him away. What is he planning?

The long silence of the other party made Liam, who was already anxious, even more mad. He almost roared: "Yu, are you really going to be so cruel!!!"

There was a chuckle on the phone, and Yu Minglang asked inappropriately: "Liam, are you a jittery M?"

"what?"

Yu Minglang cleared his throat and asked him, "How long do you want to see me?"

"Just tonight, okay? I'll come to your apartment to find you, shit, that old man has been following me, I hope you don't mind."

He cursed and cursed for a long time, and finally said sadly: "Yu, I will miss you."

A few seconds later, Yu Minglang said for the first time, "metoo."

There was no sound from Liam, and Yu Minglang seemed to hear a few slight undetectable choking sounds, like a cat purring in its throat.

"Are you crying..."

Liam yelled angrily: "No! How could the men of our Aron family cry!"

He seemed to be covering up: "Stop talking, I'm hanging up, see you tonight."

Yu Minglang smiled: "Okay, see you tonight."

Around six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, Liam appeared downstairs in their apartment. The two tall foreign men standing there were really conspicuous. The students passing by couldn't help but look over here, Ivan Nove was standing not far from Liam, obviously Liam had warned him beforehand, because Liam gave him a glare whenever Ivanov moved.

Yu Minglang saw the two of them as soon as he came out of the apartment door, and Ivanov also saw him. Although the two hadn't seen each other for several years, the other party seemed to remember him. Yu Minglang nodded at the man, and the man also remained expressionless. He nodded slightly at him, just like the two met for the first time.

Liam grabbed his arm, a little displeased: "Why did you say hello to him first?"

Yu Minglang gently shook his arm away: "There is a saying in China called respecting the old and loving the young, do you understand that, respect the elders."

Liam let out a breath through his nostrils: "Trouble."

He yelled at Ivanov in Russian in a rough voice: "Let's go to the side and talk for a while, don't follow me."

Liam still had some self-knowledge, knowing that he was very conspicuous standing here, so he consciously pulled him into the woods beside him, but Ivanov obviously didn't listen to Liam's words, and still followed, doing his duty, but still being polite Keep a distance.

"Forget it, ignore him."

After Liam finished speaking, he took out something from his trouser bag, carefully put it in his palm, and handed it to him like a treasure: "Here, here you are."

"what is this?"

Yu Minglang picked up the little thing, it looked like a kit, a flat bag, the body of the bag was dark blue with white moiré, like something only found in temples, he carried the small bag, and then He looked at Liam suspiciously.

"This...isn't it what you Chinese people like?" He scratched his head and said with a troubled face, "It seems to be called a safe talisman. I went to ask for it with my classmates, and it is said that it has been consecrated."

Yu Minglang held this and didn't say a word, Liam thought he didn't like it, so he said awkwardly: "Didn't they say it's a good thing? You don't like it."

"I like it." Yu Minglang squeezed his hands and held the little kit in his palm, "I accept it, thank you."

Seeing him put it into the bag, Liam's frowning brows were loosened. He opened his blue eyes and looked at Yu Minglang very seriously. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "Can I give you a hug?"

In the past, Yu Minglang would have turned around and left long ago, but this time, he stretched out his hand voluntarily, Liam's eyes turned red, and a few seconds later, like a big dog, he suddenly pounced on him, his arms tightly clenched. Hugging him, Yu Minglang took two or three steps back before standing still. He raised his hand and hugged Liam back, and finally patted him with his hand.

There was a choking sound in his ear, and Yu Minglang's collar was soon soaked.

"The Arons never cry."

"To shut up!"

The sun slowly climbed down the hillside, and the summer night always comes very late. At this time, the sky was full of golden sunset, and there was a man talking in the not dense forest covered by the sunset. He said: "Goodbye Yes, my friend."