On the weekend, Luo Han bought a train ticket and went home.

Mom made a table of his favorite dishes and waited for him to go home.

Luo Han entered the house, put down his schoolbag and changed his shoes at the entrance, his mother took off her apron and went to greet him, "Han Han must be exhausted after sitting in the car for so long, go and have a rest, the dishes will be ready soon."

"Yes. Mom, you have worked hard too."

"What's the trouble? You are my son. I don't love you. Go and take off your coat."

"Uh...Mom, where's my dad?"

Zhou Li pouted in the direction of the sofa.

Luo Han saw his father Luo Heng reading a newspaper on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Zhou Li frowned and turned back to call him, "I said Lao Luo, why can't you show it after the son finally comes home? Just sit there and take a look, I can't see you dead!"

Hearing this, Luo Heng reluctantly put down the newspaper, took off his glasses and stood up.When passing by Luo Han, he didn't say anything, just dragged a chair and sat at the dining table.

Since entering university, Luo Heng's attitude towards him has always been a little cold, the reason is that he has always been dissatisfied with Luo Han's art major.

With Luo Han's high school cultural achievements at that time, although he could not get into a top-level university like E University, there are still many domestic 211s for him to choose from, but his son has a stubborn temper and insisted on taking the exam on the eve of the third year of high school. For art, I have to go out and spend extra money to enroll in some training courses, and I haven't even taken the review class in school for a few days.

Fortunately, in the end, Luo Han was admitted to E University with the top score in the art test in the province. At that time, my mother was so proud that she called relatives and friends on the phone for two days and two nights, and she didn't sleep.

But Luo Han knew in his heart that his father was not satisfied with this at all.

Dad always told him that there is no future for studying art, and he will not be able to find a decent job in the future. It is better to go to ordinary 211 to study finance or computer.Moreover, learning art is a thing that burns money, and the Luo family's economy is not considered rich, so Luo Heng is even more disgusted.

"Here it comes, Hanhan's favorite tomato scrambled eggs are here, hoo, it's a little hot."

The three sat down at the dining table, and Luo Han started to move his chopsticks.

Zhou Li: "Hey Hanhan, did you tell me that you changed your dormitory this semester? Is it quite far from the Academy of Fine Arts? Are you tired of cycling?"

Luo Han: "Well, I moved to the headquarters. I usually ride a small electric donkey for ten minutes, so I'm not tired."

Zhou Li: "How are the friends in the new room? Are you getting along well?"

Luo Han: "Well, the roommates are all very nice."

At this time, Luo Heng suddenly interjected and said, "There are many colleges in the headquarters of E University, what majors are your three roommates in?"

Luo Han gave a spoonful to his hand, "One from the Mathematical Academy, one from the Finance Department and one from the Accounting Department."

"That's pretty good." Luo Heng's face showed a rare joy, "I usually communicate with my roommates, academic discussions and so on..."

Zhou Li: "Our Hanhan is an art student, what good academic discussion can we have with a bunch of science students? Can you talk about what can be discussed? It's funny."

Luo Heng: "Do you really think that Luo Han will spend his whole life living on painting? Now that the job competition is so fierce, what can an art student do? It's nothing more than being a teacher in a studio and teaching students. Is that a serious job? Is it guaranteed? ?"

Zhou Li: "Come on, I'll fix you every day! Our Hanhan can do whatever he wants! You have to make the children willing to do it! Otherwise you..."

"Mom," Luo Han interrupted, "Actually... I have plans to take financial courses across majors, and the professional courses are not too busy, so I also started to read books for a while."

Luo Heng expressed surprise at first, and then beamed with joy, "That's great, Xiaohan, as long as you can understand Dad's hard work."

"Ah."

Luo Han once one-sidedly thought that the college entrance examination could determine the final direction of life, but after entering university, he realized that it was just a starting point.He used to be crazy about art, and decided that there was only one way.But now that his vision has broadened and his mentality has matured, he is not so stubborn. He wants to try many ways to see which path can lead to the most suitable destination for him.

"Come on, let's eat, Xiaohan."

"Thank you dad."

**

"Everybody look over here! Look what I got!"

Hearing the sound, Li Hang ran over and hooked He Xiaonuo's shoulder, "Fatty, what the hell did you do? Let Dad appreciate it!"

He Xiaonuo shook the ticket in his hand, and flicked it like counting money, "Here! Four tickets to Changqing Amusement Park! If the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, how about the four of us going to play?"

Li Hang almost jumped up excitedly, "Damn it! Awesome! You can get Changqing tickets too! I've been craving it for a long time!"

"That's right, my nickname of He Xiaonuo Knowing Everything is not for nothing. Hey, hey, you guys are all free this Saturday. If you are free, let's go together. Is Xiao Hanhan free on Saturday?"

Luo Han: "I'm free."

"Song Tianze, how about you? Your feet should be almost healed, right?"

Song Tianze: "No, are you all three-year-olds? How old are you and you still play in the playground, childish."

He Xiaonuo: "We are not children, I just want to play exciting things, I want to try those things that I didn't dare to play when I was young, isn't this also a kind of growth!"

Li Hang: "It's okay, Song Tianze doesn't want to go, we ask Ping Zi to go, Ping Zi is more courageous than him."

"What are you talking about? I'm a coward?" Song Tianze pointed to his nose, "Are you kidding me? All right, just go, who is afraid of whom?"

All three were secretly delighted.

It turns out that the best way to deal with Song Tianze is the aggressive method, and Luo Han secretly wrote it down.

On Saturday, the downtown of City E was full of people, and the business of Changqing Amusement Park was booming.

The subway carriages are crowded and almost airtight.

Luo Han suffered from his thin body and was squeezed in by people who came in continuously. Fortunately, Song Tianze stood in front of him and helped him block most of the pressure, but in the end he was forced to squeeze into a corner.

The current situation is that his back is tightly pressed against the glass window, and he is imprisoned between Song Tianze's arms on both sides of him, and there is no room for him to move freely.

Both of them were trying their best to keep a distance from each other, but Luo Han had no place to retreat, and the traffic behind Song Tianze was still increasing, so he had to change his posture, bend one arm across Luo Han's head, and Han's distance also shortened by more than half in an instant.

Feeling his sudden pressure, Luo Han put his hands on his chest subconsciously, "Can you...don't keep squeezing me."

"You think I'm willing?" Song Tianze turned his face away, "Look behind me yourself. If it wasn't for me, you would have turned into a meatloaf long ago."

Anyway, wearing a mask, Luo Han smiled very kindly, "That's really wronged you, so how do you feel now?"

"What the hell are you saying, do I feel good? My back hurts when I stand and talk."

Luo Han really felt sorry for him being pushed around like this, so he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Then, then, come closer."

Song Tianze snorted, "Come on, I don't want to stick so close to you."

"Fuck——" The moment the voice finished speaking, the carriage shook suddenly, and three or two strong men bumped into Song Tianze, completely squeezing the air between him and Luo Han, and he almost threw himself on Luo Han. body.

In order to avoid being cheek-to-cheek with him, Luo Han had no choice but to rest his head lightly on his shoulder, and took the opportunity to bury him: "You don't want to be so close to me?"

Song Tianze wanted to say something to turn back, but when he got so close, Luo Han's unique vanilla smell always confused him.

This feeling is very strange, and it often makes him scared and powerless. He is afraid that one day he will not be able to control himself and do something gay in his heart.

He must not let that disgusting thing happen!Absolutely not!

Fuck, there are too many people here... Why is it so hot, I can hardly breathe...

Among all kinds of mixed and unpleasant human smells, the vanilla smell on Luo Han's body was like a clear stream, which invisibly rescued him from it.

From his angle, Luo Han's fair neck, collarbone, and even the small mole below the collarbone can be seen very clearly.

Song Tianze's throat and hair were dry.

Luo Han turned his face slightly, and saw someone's ears were red from pinna to ear, and his heart was beating several times.

Is Song Tianze... shy?Or just plain hot?

What surprised Song Tianze was that his first reaction when he was so close to Luo Hantie was not nausea, but a strong burning sensation that spread wantonly from the inside out.

He felt his face was hot.

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