Dad's Romance

Lin Yuxian blurted out: "God is talking!"

The sound of the waves was a bit loud, and this sentence was lost.

Zheng Nanshan looked at him maliciously: "What did you say? I didn't hear it."

"I-say-you! God-chatter!" Lin Yuxian and Zheng Nanshan were less than ten centimeters away, shouting at the top of his voice until the sky was dark and the sky was dark, almost lacking oxygen.

Pedestrians passing by them took a few steps back.

Zheng Nanshan confiscated the cigar in Lin Yuxian's hand, as if he was playing a "punishment game", still ignoring the bacteria and viruses spread by saliva. Smoke ring, he gave Lin Yuxian a sideways glance, and said to the sea: "What are you doing hiding in your room recently? If you don't have a job, you can come to my company to draw something temporarily. I have a genius idea. You must like it." .”

Lin Yuxian rubbed the hand holding the paintbrush with tendonitis, and took the opportunity to show off: "There is a play going to be staged next month, and tickets are very hard to get. I happen to have a way, and I can help you get a few tickets."

"I said north, you tell me south." He resisted the thought of kicking Lin Yuxian, "As your career guide, I advise you to correct the bad habits of not being tuned first."

Lin Yuxian: "I just listened to you telling a series of stories in a serious manner... Wait a minute! What career guidance?"

Zheng Nanshan opened his lips slightly, looked at Lin Yuxian with a half-smile, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, hooked his glasses legs behind his ears, then turned around and walked towards the balcony of the clubhouse in a mysterious manner.

Lin Yuxian was stunned for a while, feeling that there was an indescribable familiarity, and then quickly caught up with Zheng Nanshan's pace.

Zheng Nanshan raised his long legs and turned back the way he came. Under the colorful glazed lamp hanging high above his head, he looked nothing like a strategist in the investment industry, but a guy who had eaten too much and wanted to go out to let the wind go, skipping class over the wall Jiang Wei.

Lin Yuxian hung on the railing, and told Zheng Nanshan in the same tone four or five years ago: "Brother, when you drag me down, don't take off my pants."

Zheng Nanshan: "Then let's make a bet, what if we roll it?"

"impossible!"

"The steady-win gene that comes with the Y chromosome will not mutate."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Nanshan walked up to him, paused for a moment, as if he had made a lot of determination and finally resisted the idea of ​​playing a prank, sighed silently, hooked his waist with one hand, buried his knee with the other, He brought Lin Yuxian to the ground and said, "I lost."

Accompanied by the sound of "lose", Zheng Nanshan drank two bottles of whiskey sullenly, and finally said in a drunken voice: "I would like to trouble you not to tell the police about my matter, not to mention the age and no way to verify it, so you should just listen to it." I told a slightly bloody ghost story. After the story is told, one must live on."

Zheng Nanshan still regarded the attempted extermination as a business transaction.

Since one hand has exchanged the lives of the whole family, this transaction is considered to be "money and goods", buried in the smoke and dust of the years, accompanied by the cool breeze and night wine, and the sneaky truth is discovered when the mind is defenseless. head.

The surrogate driver brought the two drunken people to Meiyin's home. Lin Yuxian arched his back, carried Zheng Nanshan to the bedroom, and laid him gently on the big black bed.

The moment Zheng Nanshan's artificial hand was removed from the back of his neck, Lin Yu's chest was filled with a sack of sorrowful mist, thinking of the cheap "I will break it", fine lines appeared between his brows.

"Idiot! Big idiot!" Lin Yuxian said to himself more than half a month ago.

He turned around, trying to find a glass of water to calm his shock.

In the dark, cold and empty room, he was suddenly surprised to find an electronic picture frame on the drawer at the door, which was playing an unfamiliar color map in a loop.

KOLI, AKA "My Brother-in-Law's Good Friend" — Comrade Lin Veryxian's private manuscript...

Lin Yuxian staggered to the picture frame, flipped through the entire photo album, stared for a moment, the chill spread from his fingertips to his cheeks——

The new painting inspired by the "Han Xiaofang case" is also there.

Lin Yuxian did not post this picture on Weibo.

All other private manuscripts released to the public have watermarks, but what Zheng Nanshan puts up is the original one!

"Old Zheng..." Lin Yuxian turned to Zheng Nanshan, who was lying on the big black bed, sleeping until unconscious, with a trembling ending, "Are you the fucking psychopath who came out of packing?"

Zheng Nanshan's shirt was unbuttoned a few times, pectoral muscles were looming through the skirt, rising and falling with his breathing, and the hard bones on his face looked stubborn no matter which direction he looked at.

With a sexy that doesn't match "career guidance".

It turns out that Zheng Nanshan and the steampunk fake hand on his Weibo profile picture have long been like a shadow, like a candle in a cold room, planting a sun in Lin Yuxian's uncertain life.

The six-figure savings that I was lucky enough to save before graduation, if I guessed correctly, were all contributed by the bully on the bed.

Zheng Nanshan suddenly bent one leg slightly sideways, covered his abdomen in pain, and uttered a few muddy sounds: "The water...is...salty..."

Lin Yuxian was frightened for no reason, turned around twice, then walked to the bed stupidly, and asked, "What's so salty?"

Zheng Nanshan opened his eyes with doubts, gritted his molars and said, "Water." He rested his hand on the back of his head, staring intently at Lin Yuxian who went out to find water unsteadily, and listened to a sound coming from the living room. Lost voice.

"Hiss, my head!"

Zheng Nanshan said to himself: "Antlers."

"Fuck, don't look at me big head!"

Zheng Nanshan smiled and said, "Tiger skin."

Lin Yuxian didn't know where to find a fitness cup, rushed back to the bedroom, and handed it to Zheng Nanshan's mouth. He asked with a little concern: "You just covered your stomach, is it because your stomach is uncomfortable? Is your liver uncomfortable? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Zheng Nanshan looked at the fitness cup that he hadn't used for a long time, frowned, and swallowed it bravely.

Lin Yuxian: "Old Zheng, you bought all my pictures?"

Zheng Nanshan was stunned, and saw from the corner of his eye that the mirror frame on the chest of drawers had been moved, his face was pierced by the gloom, and then he looked up at Lin Yuxian with interest, and kept looking at the sweat stains on his white shirt. free.

As if to say "Oops, Ucaughtme".

Lin Yuxian rubbed the tip of his nose, "Then what, now that we have spoken, I will return your money to you. A gentleman doesn't eat what he gets, so I still have this self-knowledge."

Zheng Nanshan put the cup on the bedside table with his backhand, covered his stomach quickly, twisted his handsome face until it was a bit hideous, "It hurts."

Lin Yuxian immediately fell for the trick, leaned over and hooked his neck, and stretched his other hand into the curled up leg. After exhausting all his strength, he found that he couldn't hold him at all. Inadvertently, following the inertia, his chin fell directly to Zheng Nanshan's. on the stomach.

Zheng Nanshanhu stroked Lin Yuxian's hair, completely lost the sickness of the last second, and said seriously: "Where are you going to take me? Is it the shadow of the ambulance outside or my car? Are you trying to drink and drive?" He took advantage of the situation He brushed his hand over Lin Yuxian's chin, raised it slightly, and then snapped it outward.

"Slow down! I almost lost my life!"

Zheng Nanshan suddenly dragged Lin Yuxian onto the bed with brute force, clasped his hands instead, pulled out a tie from nowhere, and tied his hands tightly, "The stomach is fine, but it's because of you My jaw almost bleeds."

Lin Yuxian was dumbfounded: "?"

Zheng Nanshan continued to hold on to the tie firmly, like a hunter who couldn't bear to let the small animals go. He got off the bed with one foot, took out another tie from the closet, tied one end around Lin Yuxian's wrist skillfully, and tied the other end on the head of the bed vertically. iron railings.

It only took tens of seconds.

Lin Yuxian showed a shocked face, and asked: "You pretended to have a stomachache?!"

The corners of Zheng Nanshan's mouth curled up calmly, and the contours of his face became deeper under the shadowy light. He said, "Even I don't know how much I drink. Two bottles of whiskey will hurt my stomach. Just dream."

"Let go of me first, okay? I didn't say I won't pay back the money." Lin Yuxian struggled to the death, but his motor cells were dragged back again, which only added to his loneliness.

Zheng Nanshan half-kneeled on the bed, his voice seemed to contain grit, "What exactly is the thing you went out to exchange at equal value? And the way of the drama, what's going on? And who is the owner of that dress?"

"I, I, I..." Lin Yuxian regurgitated the filth that came to his lips, and replaced it with another more serious rhetoric, "I, I... I am doing the set design of Yu Ziqi's drama, and the performance will start next month. Now I solemnly invite you, Old Zheng, to participate! Can you let me go?"

Damn, I don't want to bring up old accounts like this!

What the hell does it have to do with you!

"Dream." Zheng Nanshan said.

He put the shirt cuffs back in place, patted the pleats on his body, got off the bed indifferently, walked a few steps outside the bedroom, then returned to the foot of the bed, took off Lin Yuxian's white sneakers with his fingertips, and said with sharp eyes :"dirty."

"Comrade Zheng Nanshan, I am now seriously warning you to illegally detain you and go to..."

"What do you want? What are you going to? Go to the police boy friend to file a complaint? Is your private life so messy? Huh?" Zheng Nanshan lit a cigar, walked back to the bedroom indifferently to get clean clothes, and stepped on the shuddering Walk to the shower room in the master bedroom.

After a crisp sound of the belt falling to the ground, there was the sound of water from the shower.

Lin Yuxian sighed: "Ke Dayao?! Damn! He's an upright old man, straighter than your crutches. It would be more satisfying to let him commit himself to me, a gay guy, than to just let him die."

"Bang!"

The door of the shower room suddenly slammed loudly, and then Zheng Nanshan wrapped himself in a towel, and before the water could be wiped off, there was a fuss on his face that he had never seen before. He gasped and said, "Could it be Yu Ziqi?! You all what did you do?"

Lin Yuxian choked on his chest and almost suffocated. Cooperating with Zheng Nanshan, the so-called "career director", he took a bath and didn't forget to arrange the romance/events of dead gay guys. Are the bosses so free?

He had no choice but to put on the expression of "it's none of your business", looked at him confidently, and said, "I slept with him!"

Zheng Nanshan shook his head, dragged his heavy steps, and came to Lin Yuxian's feet again. He secretly glanced at Lin Yuxian who was lying on the salted fish, grabbed Lin Yuxian's ankle viciously, and dragged him closer.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zheng Beixi said behind him.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Lin Yuxian received a package, which contained all kinds of strange things.

A bottle of fine sand, an empty bottle*5, a bottle of dirty water, and a group of bare branches without leaves.

Funny cat? !

Along with the package, there were more than a dozen photos, in which "Ze LOVE Xian" was either drawn in sand or carved with a knife.

Trembling, Lin Yuxian opened a scrawled letter, which was harder than cracking the Morse code last time, and finally pulled out from the mess:

You are the pure white snow on Yangshan Mountain, and the refreshing moon in the blue sky.I carry our names to all corners of the world and say love you from the 6th to the 21st.

Lin Yuxian scratched his feet and said angrily, "Carve letters everywhere! Quality!"

Thank you for watching (the author has scolded himself in the first sentence of this chapter)

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