Dad's Romance

Through the thin trousers, the shape of Yu Ziqi's knees when he bent his legs was clearly visible, Xiao Wu suddenly remembered his appearance in certain postures, and the movements of licking lollipops in a daze were a bit unreasonable .

He crouched in the corner and watched Ziqi.

"Don't go."

He saw a certain "genius designer" and his remodeled "winter cold storage" on the news, and there were new progress almost every once in a while.

Wu Weiping said disdainfully: "'Erbei', what a bad name."

Yu Ziqi ignored it, left Xiao Wu, and returned to the commercial vehicle accompanied by his assistant.

Xiao Wu's voice came from the last row of seats: "The two of you are also destined, you have both been exterminated, and you will cry when you meet again."

The implication is that it is satirizing Lin Yuxian's hype by relying on a fake life experience.

Yu Ziqi replied calmly: "Yes, I have wanted to communicate with him for a long time." He turned his head, "Xiao Wu, you are not unhappy, he is much more comfortable to hug you than you."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm happy or not, what about your boss Hai, even if I let Lin Yuxian go, what about him?"

Wu Weiping looked at him confidently, with a deep ridicule in his smile.

"Ah, or, you killed him first? I will always remember you." Yu Ziqi said.

July 2023, 7, "Erbei" Gallery, Mubei Road, Haishi.

Amidst a burst of loud firecrackers, a few birds with strange calls towered into the white sky together with a few clouds.

The gallery is brightly lit, and it is hard to find traces of the former Shura Hell.The front hall has been transformed into a glass room, and the sculpture facing the gate is a pair of men with blurred faces floating in the air.

White shirt, not stained with dust.

Lin Yuxian wore the suit of the night of the performance of "Walking the World", with his hair honestly tied behind his ears. Standing beside him were several art dealers from galleries, as well as several young painters and sculptors who had just signed a contract. Accept media interviews.

The focus of the reporters seems to be on the "Winter Cold Storage" and the tragedy behind it.

"The location is in a former drug stronghold, can you tell me your thoughts?"

"I heard that you were there when the drugs in the cold storage were seized? That's why you have a soft spot for this place, right?"

"Is the tragedy that happened to you personally related to the 'lunar eclipse' and 'A snake'?"

"Oh no, no one asked you to choose..."

"Why is it called 'Erbei'? Is it because of two?"

Lin Yuxian didn't put a word into his mouth, and the reporters had already asked and answered all the questions they came and went.

Can we discuss it with each other before asking questions?

He showed embarrassment, smiled hesitantly, pointed to several artists around him and said: "Some of the paintings and sculptures in today's exhibition are from these young people who signed the exclusive agency contract with 'Erbei'. Man, the theme is 'time puzzles', with different styles, from classicism to modernism, spanning hundreds of years of art history...so..."

His monologue came to an abrupt end.

Behind the impenetrable reporter wall, an unexpected figure appeared.

Zheng Nanshan and his three-piece suit.

When I laughed, I was finally not cold and shivering, and there was an airy smell under the warm sun.

He raised his cane like a wine glass, and "solute" at Lin Yuxian from a distance, as if saying "good Lin Yuxian", you not only fulfilled your own dreams, but also may fulfill theirs, as you said, record decades of art history.

Lin Yuxian let out a warm smile, and the rest of the questions were answered mechanically by the cerebellum.

"What is your future plan for the gallery?"

Lin Yuxian: "It's good to be alive."

"Will you engage in public welfare exhibitions?"

Lin Yuxian: "Being more and more handsome."

The reporters followed the crowd into the gallery with interest, punched in and took pictures under the sculpture.

Lin Yuxian stayed where he was, staring at Zheng Nanshan's direction, and said from a distance: "I knew that 'Career Guidance' would come today."

Zheng Nanshan approached, "That's because KOLI sent me dozens of private messages, can I not come?"

He was embraced by Lin Yuxian's elbow in a very social way, and he seemed to have been given a spinal massage unknowingly. He flicked aside as if he was electrocuted, "Damn gay, don't use this to try to pull me into yours." camp."

AKA gay camp.

"Tsk, how's it going? In the past few years, you haven't cut yourself off." Lin Yuxian showed concern in the eyes of a man.

"..."

With a slight smile, Zheng Nanshan sat at the long table in front of the gallery, took out his cigar indifferently, raised his long legs, and the leather shoes reflected the cold light.

Lu Ze and Ke Yaning are here.

A Christmas tree in the shape of a human, a little policeman with stars on his epaulettes, it looks like Ke Yaning temporarily handcuffed a straight guy from a gay bar.

Lu Ze didn't pick and choose, hugged Lin Yuxian hungrily, rubbed the tender flesh on his face like pinching a ball, breathed out his moist and hot lips in his ear, "Smelly drug addict, I'll see you make a choice."

"Choose you big..."

Eh?

Ke Yaning put down his police cap, clenched fists and touched shoulders with Zheng Nanshan.

The way they sat together made Lin Yuxian think that he had taken drugs.

Ke Yaning regarded Lin Yuxian as air throughout the whole process, and whispered to Zheng Nanshan, and when they talked about the "case", they both lowered their heads and snickered at the same time, feeling a little sad when you come and go.

Lin Yuxian was blown away by the anger, and shouted: "Ke Dayao! Cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

"A broken bridge, if you don't tear it down, whoever you want to tear it down." Ke Yaning raised his eyelids, with a relieved smile on his thin lips.

I've been wanting to say this for a long time!

The receptionist of "Er Bei" served seven glasses of mojitos and placed them on the long table one by one. Lu Ze suddenly fell ill and winked at her, "Beauty, do you want a date tonight?"

Lin Yuxian's lungs felt a little uncomfortable, and he might explode.

The little sheep in his brain roared endlessly, took out "LuckyStrike", walked to the left side of the gallery, took out a cigarette, and was about to light it, but was snatched away by an unsightly hand.

"Your uncle's..." Before he finished speaking, Lin Yuxian froze instantly after raising his eyes.

Jiang Wei was held back by an arm by a young man with a handsome appearance, and his face was like earth, and he was stuck in the corner.

He was still wearing special hair-pressing sunglasses behind his ears, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, and first answered Lin Yuxian's question before he could open his mouth, "This is the one who threatened to jump off the building at my wedding."

Lin Yuxian pointed his fingers, "Oh! Ding Yu, right? Are you still reading poems? What's the matter today, did you jump off the building to cheer?" He remembered that he had won something in a battle with Zheng Nanshan, and almost turned his head and ran away, but was caught by Ding Yu's claws. The fish-like long arm pressed down.

He gritted his teeth: "Your 50, keep it for yourself, idiot."

Stepping on a white shoe, Ding Yu calmly walked to the long table and sat down.

Lin Yuxian wrung his fingers, tilted his head and glanced at the table, thinking quickly in his heart—could it be that he was inhaling the poisonous gas from the cold storage every day, really high?

Jiang Wei poured out all his strength on the side, and slowly vomited out the frustration in his heart: "Lin is very busy. For so many years, I have been pretending to be homophobic..."

Lin Yuxian turned around.

Not only did he take the medicine, but he was so busy preparing the gallery that he didn't have time to pick out his ears...

Is it blocked? !

"I... divorced Zheng Beixi. That marriage was a trick she used to get me hooked. There was no real content. That's why she couldn't stand it... and decided to let me go free." Jiang Wei looked at him helplessly.

The cigarette case in Lin Yuxian's hand dropped.

The two of them seem to be in a desert covered in dust and dust, and behind them are hundreds of years of unspeakable.

Lin Yuxian's three big pictures rolled in front of his eyes inappropriately. He remembered the first class in the afternoon of September 2013, 9. Jiang Wei, who seemed to be out of his mind, appeared in his world for the first time. feet ass.

And on Singles' Day in 2016, Jiang Wei trembled with disgust.

A wedding over a brazier.

Lin Yuxian's voice trembled, and he asked in a questioning tone: "What do you mean by saying this now?"

Jiang Wei lowered his head.

Ding Yu's urging voice came: "Lin is Xianxian! He wants to beg your forgiveness! What an idiot, he can't even speak clearly..."

Jiang Wei lowered his head and waited for the verdict. Although the heart-hearted young man in his heart hadn't understood the prosperous hue, he just felt that this sentence must be told to him.

"I may have liked you before..." Jiang Wei felt that he was being shown to the public, and said in a soft voice: "Now...maybe I like you too..."

Lin Yuxian's lungs finally exploded.

He patted Jiang Wei on the head, "Damn you! Fuck/You..."

The force of the hit was too great, and when it bounced back, the center of gravity flew behind him. Lin Yuxian slipped and fell to the ground like a flat fish, and fell to a party on the floor.

He was reluctantly supported by Jiang Wei. Since the floor may have been waxed, he did not dare to act rashly to let the center of gravity fly away again. He just endured the deep-seated grief and anger, clenched his fists, his face was covered with sweat, looked at him complacently.

Suddenly, in the interior of the gallery, on the other side of the transparent glass, trousers ironed to the point of no wrinkle slowly appeared.

Yu Ziqi was almost stuck to the glass.

His deep-set eye sockets were burning with fire, his black hair was blown away by the airflow inside the gallery, and there was a face full of beauty that haunted the world.

He seems to have stood there for many years.

The two identical faces of Yu Ziqi and Jiang Wei were superimposed by time and the "Winter Cold Storage", and they looked at each other in a daze.

"Han Ke! You're back!"

Lin Yuxian's eyes were slightly hot, and he shouted at Yu Ziqi.

Under the sculptures in the gallery, the figures of Jiang Wei, Ke Yaning, Zheng Nanshan, Ding Yu, Lu Ze, and Yu Ziqi gradually overlapped. Wu Weiping, with his sleeves in his hands, looked lonely.

They have gone through the insignificance of the world, folded the time gap, and even smoothed out the stubborn diseases of the old age, and together became Lin Yuxian's unique "Han Ke".

Their voices echoed in the body of "Han Ke", and the lingering sounds were endless.

"Lin is idle, fag, drug addict, Oops, idiot, idiot..."

"sorry."

"Whoever wants to get married, I will jump off!"

"The incision in the world is too painful."

"You first correct your lack of tune."

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

Han Ke was wearing a black suit jacket, with sunglasses hanging behind his ears, and his gait was bold. He should have just shaved, and his beauty groove was full of murderous and arsonous arrogance.

He was entangled by several spectrums to look untainted from the world, as if he was passing through the Milky Way, passing through sorrow and joy, and came to Lin Yuxian.

"Lin is very busy, long time no see, you've lost weight."

He let out a series of lingering kisses like crazy, and trembling uncontrollably, hugged Lin Yuxian who had been stupefied.

Yeah, long time no see.

Three years.

Were you playing Snake just now?

Lin Yuxian hung his hands around his neck, hooked out his diamond pendant, and cried out loudly, all the snot and tears glued to Han Ke's white shirt.

"Han Ke, I missed my heart, how can you make up for it?"

"Do you make up the knife?"

Han Ke looked down at his wet chest, decided to hold back his nausea for a while, and pressed against Lin Yuxian's big head, his voice was like a pool of clear water.

"I'll take you home."

Lin Yuxian and his childhood sweetheart, like Chagall's paintings, have been flying in the sky of their hometown.

The author has something to say:

Two bets, two bets.

Easter eggs:

Lingzhi's highlight moment.

Lin Zhi: You two, don't get bored. If Zheng Nanshan is also the little dad, in this story, why do you always persuade you to stay away from Yu Ziqi?Who exactly did Zheng Nanshan kill?

Lin Zhi hugged the rooster: Also, why can't Yu Ziqi's name be found on the Internet? !

Lin Yuxian and Han Ke said in unison: Oops

In the third part below, the abuse part is mentioned in one stroke (thumping the street and trembling)

thanks for watching, orz

Volume 3 Little Daddy's Story - "TrueStory"