Dad's Romance

The bathroom and the room are not big, and the sound of Han Ke's bathing water quickly filled the whole room. Lin Yuxian took off his coat, wore a white hooded sweater and dark sweatpants, and lay on the bed in an indecent position, pinching his fingers Cracking my joints, I forced myself to turn my attention to the English words that I never clarified in the textbooks.

I meditated in my heart for a long time, but only Han Ke's best "Oops" was blurted out in the end.

The windows are open, there is no warm air in the room, and the temperature is only in the [-]s, but why is it a bit hot.

Lin Yuxian took off his socks, and accidentally saw calluses covering his entire palm, his pupils suddenly closed sharply, he shrank from the bed, and walked to the bathroom holding his breath.

The moment his hands came into contact with the water, a strange idea gathered in his chest, like lightning passing through dark clouds, when the electric charge could not bear it, it stretched out its branch-like tentacles and shot to the ground, making the blood even overcome the pumping of the heart pump, there has been fluctuations in the opposite direction.

Han Ke was born in November 97, and I was born in January 11...they both became adults.

Lin Yuxian raised his eyes and looked at the glasses, and found that the evil thoughts of the world had twisted that handsome face into a bit of nonsense, half of the heart muscle was infarcted in the blink of an eye.

It's all because of those little bastards who yell "Tong Yang Fu" every day, and they almost succeeded in planting grass——

How can my brother commit himself to me.

He was so pitiful.

"Snapped--"

Lin Yuxian slapped himself.

Han Ke heard the voice, saw Lin Xianxian's white figure through the glass of the shower room, and said, "I'll come out later, can you hide, the towel is a bit far away from me."

Lin Yuxian turned around unscrupulously, in order to cover up the very not "straight" thought just now that he was inferior to beasts, disgusted by dogs, and said back confidently: "Two big men, what are you afraid of."

Han Ke was silent for a while, then turned off the shower, and faint silhouettes could be seen in the steam.

Air stagnates.

He suddenly said loudly in Lin Yuxian's direction: "Stay away from him!"

"Huh? Who? Who am I far away from?" Lin Yuxian was in a daze, turned around without knowing it, and continued to soak his hands.

Soak for another 10 minutes and it will be soft!

Lin Yuxian asked while soaking: "Your sleepwalking problem, what's going on, is it the same at home?"

Han Ke shook his head.

"What about you?"

"Oh, no, it's never happened in your house." Han Ke stretched out a hand to fumble for the bath towel, and found that Lin Yuxian's back was facing him, and the bath towel was a little far away, so he mustered up his courage and walked a few steps quickly, gritting his teeth and holding his breath.

Lin Yuxian seemed to have an antenna growing on his back, and turned around quickly, Han Ke turned his head, neither squatting nor crawling forward, pretending to be calm in embarrassment, stretched out his long fingers, picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist.

His face looked like he had drunk a lot of wine: "Don't turn around next time."

And next time?Lin Yuxian's eyes lit up, and he looked deeply at Han Ke's psoas muscles and shark lines. He might feel that something was wrong, and then he withdrew his scrutiny in fear, and said in a simple tone: "Compare the size?"

This is the best way he can think of to prove that everyone is straight.

Han Ke picked out his ears, turned around and went back to the room to get dressed: "Don't be out of tune."

What's the comparison.

"Oh, forget it. According to the proportional relationship between the size of the species and what, I may be doomed to fail before I lift my pants."

"You... shut up."

Lin Yuxian shifted his focus back, couldn't help but glance at Han Ke, pointed at his buttocks and said, "Why are you wearing red underwear?"

Han Ke: "This year I commit Tai Sui to ward off evil spirits."

The light and shadow outside the window are uncertain, blurred and flickering.

Lin Yuxian sank deep on the bed, with his back to Han Ke, breathing steadily, with a few locks of loose hair scattered on the back of his neck, which was docile and soft under the flashing neon lights.

It's cuter if you don't speak.

Han Ke rested his arms on his pillow, looked at his shoulder and side neck in a daze, and said, "Have you slept yet?"

"No."

"There are still a few months left for the college entrance examination, how are you thinking about filling in the volunteers?"

"Your Auntie Feng wants me to study fashion design, so I can go to the factory to paint the garbage worn by little brats." Lin Yuxian stretched out an arm to scratch the itchy flesh on his back, "I might disappoint her."

Seeing that his arms were not long enough, Han Ke lifted the quilt and grabbed it with his hands, just like an old orangutan catching lice for his son.

"Go down, go to the right, go down, that's it!" Lin Yuxian let out a long breath, his body trembling slightly, "It's cool."

They all scratched their waists.

Han Ke closed his eyes, forced himself to mediate for a long time, and said, "Since you don't want to listen to them, just obey your own wishes. You can't have both, and you can do whatever you want." Confessing the funeral, "You are just 18 years old, and there are still many opportunities to make choices in the future. In front of the many opportunities in your life, this is just a small experience."

The relatives and elders in Lin Yuxian's family are all in the camp of his parents, and they can't wait to put him in a crash course in children's clothing design, so as to take over the "family business" that is in full swing as soon as possible.

He has always been a dispensable "accessory".

Only Han Ke respectfully, without sarcasm... scratched his itch.

Lin Yuxian turned his head to look at him uncertainly, his eyes flickering: "Stopping you from jumping off a building, is it a 'little' experience?"

Han Ke withdrew his hand in an instant, his eyebrows twitching constantly, but fortunately Lin Yuxian reminded him——

Here and now, there are at least four other people in the room.

Zheng Nanshan and Wu Weiping are here.

There is also a little policeman, a man with a half-naked chest in an unruly sitting position.

Han Ke turned around: "Sleep."

These wandering souls who couldn't be seen in the open, coexisted peacefully because of Lin Yuxian's existence. They sat around him, emitting layers of weak light circles, peacefully watching him fall asleep.

This extremely weird picture has been engraved in Han Ke's heart forever, and it will not be dusted for thousands of years.

Lin Yuxian is the indispensable fulcrum of his Lingdi.

In August 2023, the blue clouds will be at dusk, and there will be a few wisps of thin smoke not far away.

This is the third day of recording "Let's Run: Survival in the Wild" in Haishi.

Han Ke was wearing an all-black jacket, his ginger hair was a bit messy, his face was cut like a knife, and his lips were stubbornly sunk. Just as he was about to swing his ax to continue chopping down trees, a familiar "Yu Ziqi" came from behind him.

Is his name.

Han Ke felt like his neck was about to break when he lowered his head.

Liang Yin, the female star who only showed a pair of winking eyes in order to protect herself from the sun, patted him on the shoulder lightly behind her, and smiled strangely: "What are you doing in a daze again? I said you were a good-for-nothing just now. I was wrong. I take this sentence back, it’s all for the effect of the show.”

"I said you are a vase, not for any effect, just to tell the truth." Han Ke held the handle of the ax between two fingers, handed it to the trembling assistant Luna, and patted the sawdust on his body.

Liang Yin pretended not to hear, and pointed to a clump of weeds nearby, "You can set up a tent here, what do you think?"

"The camera has been turned off, so you don't have to pretend to care about 'survival in the wild'." Han Ke snapped his fingers, and Luna hurriedly handed over cigarettes and lighters. He finally took into account the physical and mental health of this group of people and walked aside Light a cigarette.

Liang Yin couldn't finish it, kicked the weeds, and the kerosene traces on the purple yoga pants made her yell, "I didn't expect it, it's just recording a show, and the price is too high, I might as well go there during this schedule It’s much easier to shoot an ancient puppet and hang a wire than this.”

Han Ke ignored her.

She seemed to be kindly reminding him: "Since I can find out about being married, so can others. What are you going to do then?"

Han Ke said coldly, "Is there any evidence?"

"Well, I probably don't have any evidence to beat you to death, but this photo of 'Jiang Wei' does look a lot like you. Do you have twins?"

Jiang Wei.

This nasty name turned out to be a bit unfamiliar.

It's less than half a year away.

The memories related to "Jiang Wei" started from that precious and unusual household registration book, most of which were locked by rusty spots and dust-sealed into the sea.

Except that Lin is very busy.

He stomped out the cigarette butt fiercely, exhaled the smoke ring, and said, "Guess if I have twins."

"I hope the benefactor behind you is capable of smoothing all this over for you, Yu Ziqi." Liang Yin sarcastically said.

Yuzi period.

There will be a time to reunite with the son.

Han Kexu narrowed his eyes and cast a ruthless look, "Don't bother you."

"Yu Ziqi, since you are so indifferent to the matter of being a celebrity, and even a little dismissive, why did you enter this circle in the first place? Is it fun?" Liang Yin was puzzled.

Han Ke didn't want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with her, so he returned to the big tent at the camp with his expression unchanged, logged in to the Weibo account "QYU", and opened the dialog with KOLI.

More than a dozen treaty draft news in official business, interspersed with slightly concerned "people", "get out" and "are you dead".

It became a series of hidden marks that lingered.

A drawing is [-] yuan, and the cost of these dozen paintings should be enough for him to last for a while.

Where did the idiot come from.

Haipeng is here.

The narrow and thin eyes can't see clearly behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and the small frame can't support the muscles at all.

He dragged a stool, looked around for a week, and wanted to lower his head to Han Ke's ear, but he slapped him aside mercilessly.

"I've got good news for you." Haipeng said, the suit on his body didn't match the outdoors.

"Let the fart go."

"The company is going public."

Han Ke looked at his fingers and said casually: "The movie has not been released for a long time, and the box office has not yet been recovered. Is the company profitable? How to go public?"

"Capital has its own way." Haipeng looked anxious in front of everyone, and his right hand climbed onto Han Ke's thigh indiscriminately.

"roll."

"You promised me that you can fulfill my wish when it goes public." Haipeng said with a smile.

Han Ke picked up a lock of yellow hair, and looked at the hair with peach blossom eyes: "Whatever."

Wu Weiping stretched out his hands, wrapped Haipeng's head up and down, and made a gesture to break it off, making a "pop" sound with an exaggerated mouth shape.

Han Ke waved his hand and gave him a mischievous smile.

Wu Weiping: "If you really want to help Lin Xianxian, how about letting him design the stage for the play, just because you have time."

Han Ke said silently: "Do I have any more?"

He suddenly asked Haipeng: "What capital?"

"A lunar eclipse."

The author has something to say:

Two timelines:

2016.6-2023.2 A grand farewell

2023.8-2023.10 A reunion of bushi after a long drought

cross.

I haven't finished writing for the first time

thanks for watching, orz