Zhengqing

It was early spring, and the mild sunlight penetrated through the tender green leaves and sprinkled mottled on the wall of the laboratory building. The boy sitting in the corner raised his right hand to cover his eyes with his backhand, his bluff palms were slightly folded, as if to Grab the sunshine in your palm.I can't see the expression on the face, but I can only know that this is a young man with a small chin, with delicate and thin lips that have not yet grown up. Show a perseverance that is different from the appearance.

"Hey, Ah Zheng, it's so early!" An angry voice came from behind, and Ah Zheng lowered his arms and turned his head to look at the person who came.

"It's you who came late." He looked at the other party with dark eyes, and stated the facts in a flat tone.

"Hey, hey, I just saw an old woman fall down on the road, so I helped her up." Another boy exaggeratedly swung his arms, and muttered loudly while retorting, "Why is it so scary to look at me like that?" ..."

"Are there any old ladies in the school?" Ah Zheng cast a sideways glance at the other party, "And, Yang Zhichen, are you making such a loud noise to lure the teacher over?"

"Uh..." The boy who came late squatted down beside Ah Zheng dejectedly, put his hands on his chin, blinked, and looked at Ah Zheng pitifully, "Zhong Zheng, Zhong Zheng, I know you are the best, woo woo woo"

Zhong Zheng's dark eyes didn't even look at him, he took out an open pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his school uniform, pinched the cigarette with his slender fingers, put it in his mouth, lit it, sucked it slowly, and then spit it out slowly, The cat-like eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of deepness that did not match the age. He was playing with the cigarette box with two fingers in his left hand. The white fingers set off the black box, which was really pretty.

"Wooooow, Ah Zheng~~~~~~" Yang Zhichen looked at Zhong Zheng and completely forgot about his existence, so he had to remind him that there was a good brother waiting to be fed.

Zhong Zheng slowly raised the corners of his mouth, he was in a good mood today because he was pleased by his expression just now, so he didn't care about making him wait for so long.

Yang Zhichen, who was finally satisfied, also imitated Zhong Zheng, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. Half-grown teenagers always yearn for the world of adults. No matter how they speak, or smoking and drinking, they think that they are all things grown-ups do. The two The 17-year-old boy is slowly experiencing the road to adulthood in this laboratory building far away from the crowd.

"Hey, Ah Zheng, let's go out to play on weekends, you haven't tried it yet, hehe." Yang Zhichen poked Zhong Zheng with his finger, "I'm talking about the night, the kind that doesn't return at night..." Two thick eyebrows Moving up and down distortedly, the one on the left says obscene and the one on the right says trivial.

"No..." Zhong Zheng lowered his head and frowned. Although he was a bit rebellious occasionally, Zhong Zheng still felt that this kind of thing shouldn't be done by people of their age. Moreover, when he couldn't afford another person's life Zhong Zheng didn't intend to try it. Yes, this young man who secretly smoked was actually a conservative guy, but his companion obviously didn't think that anyone could withstand the temptation. Do not refuse.

"Hey, why don't you go? It's not because you're afraid that Uncle Zhong won't let you in. Really, we're both sophomores in high school, and Uncle Zhong still cares about you like this?! High school students also have private lives! You are not allowed to go out at night, and you are not allowed to go out on weekends." It's too much to only come out during the day!" Yang Zhichen clenched his fists and complained excitedly for his friend.

Although Yang Zhichen misunderstood Zhong Zheng's reasons, Zhong Zheng was still depressed when he thought of his father's intense marking.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& "Are you back? Why is it so late?" Zhong Zheng, who had changed his shoes at the entrance, raised his head to find his father, Zhong Qing, looking at him dissatisfied with a soup bowl. , walked to the dining table, "You are with the Yang family again? I told you that you will be home after school, forget it, come and drink soup, there will be no next time." Zhong, who was frowning, was looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, The words of rebuttal were swallowed silently, although it is really not too late for a high school student to go home at six o'clock in the evening.

For the chairman of a large company, Zhong Qing's daily work is very busy, but no matter how busy he is, he will find time to cook breakfast and dinner for Zhong Zheng every day. He passed away in a car accident, and his wife also passed away when his son Zhong Zheng was five years old. For Zhong Qing and Zhong Zheng, the other party was their only family member, so even if Zhong Qing had a strong desire to control and set up door control for Zhong Zheng, this was not allowed since childhood. That doesn't allow him to control him, even during the winter and summer vacations, he has to bring Zhong to the company.Although Zhong Zheng was dissatisfied, he also felt that it should be his father who had strong regret and longing for family affection, and was afraid of losing his last relative, so he forcibly endured it.

The atmosphere at the silent dining table was not dull. Zhong Zheng, who was taught not to eat or sleep since he was a child, actually liked the faint warmth of being with his father. Satisfaction, perhaps this is the charm of family affection (?)

Believe it or not, Zhong Zheng believed it anyway ╮(╯_╰)╭ "I went upstairs to read a book." After dinner, he and his father watched the news in the living room as a daily routine, Zhong Zheng got up and planned to go back to the second floor s room.

Zhong Zheng, whose back was turned, didn't see it. Zhong Qing's eyes looking at his back were like the deepest vortex, full of desire to pull him into the deepest abyss.

After confirming that Zhong Zheng had entered the room, Zhong Qing still waited for about 5 minutes before turning off the TV.Walking slowly up the stairs to the second floor with his lightest steps, the whole house is very quiet, only the sound of water dripping from the kitchen can be heard clearly in his ears, and then his own slight footsteps, as if he could hear the sound of the downstairs. All movements of that person.

The moment he touched the handrail of the stairs, he thought that Zhong Zheng was holding on to the same position on the handrail a few minutes ago, and the fiery feeling climbed along his fingertips, like poison on the tarsus, with an undeniable gesture , penetrating into the chest on the left side, the pounding heartbeat overwhelmed everything, and the breathing also became scattered.

Zhong Qing raised his head and fixedly stared at a certain door on the second floor, as if he could see through the thick mahogany door, and saw that handsome young man.

It took Zhong Qing several times longer than usual to enter his room.Especially when passing by that room door, Zhong Qing was very grateful for the self-control he had cultivated over the years, and when he was about to be unbearable, he rushed into the room, hugged the young man into his arms, and kissed the cold lips hard The time was under control in time, and he secretly warned himself that it was not yet time, if he really wanted to get what he wanted, he had to control it...