his pretty little dumb

On the first day of the new year, Mother Tang woke up early in the morning to cook the reunion dinner. Tang Jingshu woke up naturally at 07:30 with his biological clock no different from usual. The clothes he was wearing today were very festive.

A pure red sweater with a round neck, a pair of black overalls and a pair of light gray slippers casually walked out of the room door. Father Tang sat on the sandalwood table in the hall and studied chess by himself.

"Mom and Dad, Happy New Year." Tang Jingshu walked into the kitchen and hugged Tang's mother, and said with a smile on his face, "Mom, bring Gong Xi Fa Cai red envelopes."

Tang's mother took out a red envelope from her trouser pocket, smiled and said kindly: "The new year is booming, let's Xiaoshu bring a girlfriend home next year for the New Year."

Tang Jingshu took the red envelope, but at that moment he wondered what Shen Jiayi was doing right now?

He responded in a perfunctory way: "Next year, let's talk about it next year."

"Father, congratulations on getting rich, I wish you progress in your chess skills." Tang Jingshu stuffed mother Tang's red envelope into his trouser pocket, walked quickly to the sandalwood table, pushed aside the chair and sat down on his chest. A congratulatory fist gesture.

Father Tang raised his head and glanced at Tang Jingshu and said slowly, "I want to play a game of chess with me with a red envelope."

Tang Jingshu's chess skills were not as good as Tang's father, and he lost all games in less than 5 minutes. Tang's father said that this move should be played here, but he was very happy.

The unavoidable thing for Tang Jingshu after the reunion dinner was to visit his relatives. The seven aunts and eight* aunts surrounded him and asked if he had a girlfriend.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Jingshu was really bored at home and spent the whole day playing games in his room.

For the next few days, Shen Jiayi didn't call him or look for him. To Tang Jingshu, it was something worth celebrating, but he couldn't be happy anyway, and he even complained that Shen Jiayi didn't look for him.

The phone on the ground rang.

Tang Jingshu glanced at the contact person, Chen Weiyong.

He quickly picked up the phone and jokingly said, "What's the big star Chen doing?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Weiyong chuckled lightly, with a bit of humor in his words: "Can I ask you for a red envelope?"

Tang Jingshu got up from the cold floor, went to sit on the bed, and said with a smile, "Dayong, you are already old and want to ask for red envelopes to save face, okay?"

Chen Weiyong was three or four months older than Tang Jingshu, and he used to be an iron brother in his class.

This incident started when he was in the second year of junior high school. When he was in the second year of junior high school, Chen Weiyong was bullied on campus because of his obesity. At that time, Tang Jingshu ran into several tall boys bullying him in the toilet. No one dared to provoke him, and the last few boys dared not make trouble and leave.

He came to the rescue because he couldn't get used to it, but he didn't expect that the two became very close in the end. After they went to high school, they didn't have much contact with each other and finally broke off.

"I came back from Beijing, now there is no filming, do you need to go out for a drink?"

Tang Jingshu was really boring staying at home, so he agreed without even thinking about it.

The location Chen Weiyong sent him was a bar.

As soon as Tang Jingshu entered, a DJ song was playing inside, men and women twisted their bodies crazily, he blinked subconsciously as the dazzling lights flashed, he walked through the crowd and caught sight of Chen Weiyong sitting on a high stool.

Chen Weiyong reached out and patted the high-legged stool beside him to signal to sit down. Tang Jingshu sat down and the bartender mixed a glass of wine and put it in front of him. He raised his voice to the bartender and asked for a glass of orange juice. Startled and then said no.

Chen Weiyong, who was slightly drunk, blushed slightly, raised his hand to press his shoulder and said, "I come here to drink, not a place for children, but a place for adults."

It's too noisy here. Tang Jingshu leaned close to his ear and said loudly, "I'm driving, I can't drink."

Tang Jingshu thought that Chen Weiyong would invite him to a restaurant or something, but he didn't expect it to be a bar and he really didn't want to drink.

Suddenly a dirty hand touched Tang Jingshu's body, he grabbed that hand and shouted angrily, "Who the hell did you eat tofu?"

The man looked at Tang Jingshu and smiled, pulled him into his arms and kissed him in a low voice, "You like men, right?"

Tang Jingshu narrowed his pupils and stared at that handsome face, completely irritated that he bumped his elbow hard into the opponent's belly before the man let go.

Suddenly warm blood flowed from the back of the man's head, and Chen Weiyong stared at the man with a blood-stained broken glass bottle in his hand, raising his hand to cover the bleeding back of the head, and the scene was chaotic.

Seeing Chen Weiyong, Tang Jingshu seemed to be dumbfounded. In the chaotic scene, Tang Jingshu grabbed his hand and quickly ran out of the bar.

The night breeze gently brushed Tang Jingshu's cheeks, and the two ran into a narrow alley. In the alley, there was an orange cat meowing softly. Tang Jingshu confirmed that no one was chasing him before he let go of Chen Weiyong's hand.

Tang Jingshu bent down and put his hands on his knees, panting for breath, and when his breathing was smooth, he glanced at Chen Weiyong who was squatting on the wall.

Chen Weiyong came drunk and dispersed completely in the breeze, and suddenly hugged Tang Jingshu in his arms and wept softly.

Tang Jingshu knelt down and patted him on the back lightly, and asked softly, "What happened to Dayong?"

Chen Weiyong choked up in Tang Jingshu's arms and said, "I...I...have been ruled by others."

A trace of surprise flashed across Tang Jingshu's eyes, and he comforted: "The unspoken rules of being a woman are not unspoken rules. We should think in a good direction."

Chen Weiyong let go of Tang Jingshu and raised his hand to wipe away his tears. He said with a tearful smile, "I was unspoken by men." He took a deep breath and continued, "My manager asked someone to arrange a Spring Festival Gala sketch for me. After the performance, I was arranged to meet the young master of the Qin Group and after a meal, I was a little drunk and woke up with Qin Haoyu lying on the bed."

Tang Jingshu suddenly didn't know how to comfort Chen Weiyong. He always knew that the depth of the entertainment industry is not only the depth of the entertainment industry, but also the society. The entertainment industry is like a mirror, but it only shows the ugliest side. A touch of cleanliness.

"Dayong, although I don't know how to comfort you, you can tell me anything at any time, brother will help if you can." The orange cat walked slowly to Tang Jingshu's feet and rubbed his hand.

Chen Weiyong scratched two handfuls of hair, and said coldly with disgust across his eyes: "Homosexuality is really disgusting, super fucking."

When Tang Jingshu heard these words, his heart throbbed slightly, and that kind of irritability surged into his heart again.

"Dayong, you can't generalize what you said."

After Tang Jingshu sent Chen Weiyong back that night, he stayed up all night.

He obviously has grasped the secrets of Shen Jiaming's company, but he has been reluctant to disclose them for a long time. Even he doesn't know why there is a voice in his heart telling him to wait for the time to mature. He obviously likes women, but he and Shen Jiaming do those things only It's just for nesting, but when I heard Chen Weiyong's words, my heart would throb and hurt.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Jingshu found a reason to tell Tang's mother that he would drive to Shen Jiaming's villa after notifying work in advance after lunch.

Tang Jingshu gently pushed open the door, but it was unlocked.