After marrying a straight man president

The room was instantly filled with silence.

A few seconds later, Yan Zheyuan sighed helplessly: "Youyou, don't say such things."

"why?"

"Because I'm not straight anymore."

Unexpectedly, Yan Zheyuan would be so straightforward. Jiang You seemed a little shocked and embarrassed, so that he didn't dare to look at Yan Zheyuan. Instead, he cast his eyes on the floor between the two and whispered: "You It’s inconvenient to move around now, so what if I help you go to the toilet...Can’t you be a pure-minded homosexual?”

Now that the words have been said like this, Yan Zheyuan also felt a little broken, and smiled helplessly, "I can't do it to you."

Jiang You: "..."

Being kissed at sea is not without feelings, and I also enjoy being cared for and accommodated.

The memories of this period are filled with the figure of Yan Zheyuan. I want to take pictures of him when I see beautiful scenery, and I want to take him to eat with him when I eat delicious food.

Jiang You is not a fool, of course he understands that his feelings for Yan Zheyuan are different, but the instability experienced in childhood and adolescence had a more profound impact on his character than imagined.

Desire to have a long-term, stable, intimate relationship with someone, but at the same time feel scared and confused about how this relationship will gradually develop.

He has never had such a relationship, and there are no examples around him to refer to.

At this moment, Jiang You is like a person who has never seen fire, but only heard that fire is very good and hot. Finally, one day he saw the real fire, and he was obsessed with its enthusiasm. Fear.

Afraid of being burned, and afraid of being inexperienced and clumsy to let the fire go out.

But still longing for more.

After a moment of silence, Jiang You seemed to have made up his mind: "Well, I actually..."

"Stop it, don't say it yet." Yan Zheyuan interrupted hastily.

He stared at Jiang You, only to feel that countless butterflies were born out of thin air in his chest, they flapped their wings and wanted to fly out, but now was not the time.

Spring has not come yet.

"Youyou, I didn't say this to urge you, let alone to make you make a decision now, you can take your time and do it at a pace you like and are comfortable with."

Before he had time to say it, Jiang You also looked at Yan Zheyuan, and after a while he wrote, complained and read coquettishly: "Then why are you saying these things all of a sudden, it makes me feel psychological pressure."

"It's my fault." Yan Zheyuan admitted frankly, "Just now I was impulsive and didn't think too much. Today is really not a good time to say these things. So Youyou, don't take what I just said to heart, and continue to follow you. Do what you want."

"But I've heard it all!" Jiang You insisted, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, but on the surface he insisted, and sued Yan Zheyuan: "You have impure thoughts about me!!"

"Yes," Yan Zheyuan said with a smile, "You are so cute, no one can bear it. I am just an ordinary person."

I can't stand you saying that! !Jiang You thought frantically.

"Ah, ah, ah, Yan Zheyuan! You're still talking!!" If he didn't remember that Yan Zheyuan was injured, Jiang You would have rushed to cover his mouth by now, "From now on, you are not allowed to speak !"

So Yan Zheyuan was obedient and silent.

However, after the people were not allowed to light the lamps, the state officials still set fires recklessly.

"I really didn't think too much about it..." The first second felt awkward, but the second Jiang You immediately had an idea, and he looked at Yan Zheyuan with a smile: "But you can ask me more."

Yan Zheyuan shot a small question mark at him with his eyes.

"Just ask me if I've thought about it. Remind me from time to time, lest I forget about it."

Not guilty at all and very righteous, Jiang You paused and added: "But it's too sudden to confess like just now."

He said the word "confession" very naturally, after Jiang You realized something, he couldn't help but blush, but Yan Zheyuan smiled inappropriately.

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"What are you laughing at?" Jiang You stared at Yan Zheyuan and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yan Zheyuan looked at him innocently.

Jiang You remembered that he had given him a password just now, and said in a funny and helpless way: "Don't do this to me, you are childish!!"

"No, you're right." When the teasing was almost over, Yan Zheyuan accepted it, "Just one thing—this is not a confession."

"You still want to deny..."

"It's selling miserably." Yan Zheyuan charged himself without the slightest psychological burden, his tone was obviously brisk, but his voice became inexplicably heavy, "I bullied you soft-hearted and wanted to get sympathy points, so that's why I bullied you." Talked a little faintly. Youyou, the real confession is not like this, don't be fooled by me."

"Oh." Jiang You responded, pretending that he didn't want to know what constituted a "real confession".

However, the strong curiosity was like an immature little hand, scratching his heart and throat lightly, it was very itchy, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only stare at Yan with a pair of wet and bright eyes. Zheyuan.

"Youyou, don't feel burdened."

Yan Zheyuan repeated what he said before very seriously, feeling that his identity suddenly became blurred at this moment.

From the perspective of an elder, he is teaching Jiang You to relax, treat suitors with a relaxed mood, and enjoy the freedom and beauty before a relationship is formally established. He even tells Jiang You that there is no need to rush to respond. If you feel uncomfortable or unhappy, you must Immediately call for a stop.

But this suitor is also himself.

"The current situation is that I am chasing you. You have the right not to express your opinion. You have no responsibility and don't need to think about responsibility. You are [-]% free. Just think about whether you are happy or not."

Jiang You felt that something was wrong, but in such an atmosphere, his mind was not working very well, so he could only vaguely point out a contradiction.

"We're married."

And marriage and courtship are obvious paradoxes.

"Yes, but marriage is only a staged result. You have never enjoyed any of the process before it." Yan Zheyuan said patiently, "Being pursued by others has the joy of being pursued, and falling in love has the joy of falling in love." , Of course, marriage also has the joy of marriage. They are different and cannot replace each other, I think you can experience them one by one."

The tone was obviously very gentle, but it was extremely deceptive. Jiang You obviously felt that there was something wrong in his heart, but he felt that he was really about to be persuaded.

"...Is that so?" Jiang You asked in a low voice, suddenly afraid to look into Yan Zheyuan's eyes.

"Of course." Yan Zheyuan said.

"Then if I don't agree all the time, what will you do if you can't catch up with me?"

After a pause, Yan Zheyuan suddenly leaned forward—his left foot in a plaster cast was so inflexible that he had to hop forward with the other foot in an undignified manner.

Jiang You was startled, and quickly reached out to support him.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the back of his head being held down by Yan Zheyuan, and following that force, he involuntarily leaned on Yan Zheyuan's shoulder.

"Then I beg you," Yan Zheyuan's smiling voice came from next to his ear, as light as a feather and as thick as solid earth: "Please have pity on me, huh?"

I have to say that the power of this sentence is too great. Jiang You never thought that Yan Zheyuan would say such words that were almost coquettish and begging for mercy to himself, but he had to admit that he seemed to be even more indifferent to such Yan Zheyuan. resistance.

If Yan Zheyuan said such things to him every day, Jiang You felt that he must have lost his bottom line.

It was unavoidable to feel uneasy while eating, but when Jiang You came to his senses, he noticed that the plate in front of him was already full of peeled shrimps.

"This is for you, eat more." Jiang You whispered with a chopstick in Yan Zheyuan's bowl.

"Okay." Yan Zheyuan nodded with a smile.

After eating, Yan Zheyuan naturally cleaned up the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes.

This has always been Yan Zheyuan's job. After all, the dishwasher is very convenient, and today's meal was cooked by Jiang You, so Yan Zheyuan seems to have nothing to do with washing the dishes.

"But you are already like this, I still think I should wash it." Jiang You had a rare conscience, and held Yan Zheyuan's hand to keep him from moving.

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"I used to do the washing, so I can't just say I want to chase you, and then let you wash the dishes right away?" Yan Zheyuan said slowly, as if he was very sure that Jiang You couldn't refuse such an excuse: "Then who am I? How can I express myself, how can I strive to become a regular as soon as possible?"

"..."

Not right.

Fallacy.

Jiang You wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start. Just then the doorbell rang, and Yan Zheyuan patted the back of his hand: "It should be the driver who brought the documents, go and open the door."

"Go and open the door, I'll wash the dishes." Jiang You still wanted to fight for it.

Yan Zheyuan seemed to realize that his legs and feet were inflexible only now, he shook his leg covered with plaster, and smiled lightly: "Do you really have the heart to let me pass?"

Jiang You: "..."

After the meal, the two of them came to the study, Yan Zheyuan was handling the work, Jiang You was reading next to him, pouring a glass of water for Yan Zheyuan and handing over documents from time to time.

What Jiang You was reading was a book of Malay literature, and there were seven or eight similar books waiting for him.

This is the topic of his graduation thesis, which is to compare and study the similarities and differences between Malay literature and modern Chinese literature.

The opening report was very easy, but there were many things during this period, and I didn't read any reference books.Fortunately, there is still half a year left, and it is too late to work hard from now on.

However, Jiang You was not in the mood to read literature today. In one night, Yan Zheyuan not only finished processing several documents, but also had a conference call with Chen Huai and others who stayed in N City to preside over the situation. I haven't read it.

After finally making it to 11:30, Jiang You, who kept the doctor's order in mind, couldn't wait to remind Yan Zheyuan that it was time to rest.

As a patient, Yan Zheyuan's self-consciousness is not bad. In fact, as long as it is not related to Jiang You, his self-control has always been strong, so he is quite cooperative at this time, and after a little tidying up, Jiang You Pushed himself away.

Before the meal, the two of them had already spoken very clearly. At this time, Jiang You naturally didn't say "Would you like me to help you take a bath?" Instead, he wrapped the plastered part with plastic wrap and put it in the bathroom. I bought a small footstool so that Yan Zheyuan could put his injured foot on it, which would make it easier.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and Jiang You was half lying on the bed, staring at the dark lines on the ceiling, thinking silently.

Now that the current relationship between the two has been clearly defined, that is, the suitor and the pursued, and Yan Zheyuan also said that he should enjoy himself and not be burdened, theoretically speaking, he should be very relaxed now. I know why but I always feel awkward.

This feeling started when I was having dinner in the afternoon, and instead of fading away throughout the night, it became more and more obvious.

What went wrong... Jiang You thought seriously, replaying all the pictures frame by frame in his mind.

The memory started to go backwards rapidly from this afternoon, passing by the island, the yacht, the mountain homestay, the kitchen and balcony at home, the small study and the bedroom on the second floor of the Yan family’s old house, the fishing boat, the convenience store at night in City Y... and finally arrived at Jiangyou No. The private room of the restaurant where I met Yan Zheyuan once.

Something moved in his heart, and Jiang You realized it instantly.

So, when Yan Zheyuan came out of the shower, he turned around and found Jiang Youzheng looking at him with bright eyes.

"Yan Zheyuan, I thought of it."

At this moment, Yan Zheyuan didn't know what he was about to hear, so he was about to wipe his hair with a towel: "What did you think of?"

"You said you were chasing me, but as the pursued, I don't need to pay or respond, and I don't need to have a psychological burden, as long as I enjoy happiness, this is wrong."

Yan Zheyuan: "?"

"Because the relationship between us is not so simple. Except for the pursuer and the pursued, we are still father and son who have no blood relationship. As the suitor, you are willing to do a lot of things for me, like before. I don't even let me do the dishes because you think that's what you should do, but you're ignoring another dimension."

"..."

Already having a premonition of what Jiang You would say next, Yan Zheyuan's movements gradually became stiff.

"As a son, it is natural for me to take care of my injured father. Not letting me take care of you is depriving me of my rights and obligations as a son of man. I can peel shrimp for you, and I can continue to wash dishes after cooking. What I should do. Taking care of you is not the same as responding to you."

"You chase yours, I'll be filial to mine, and we both talk about our own opinions," Jiang You said eloquently, his eyes lit up every time he said a word, and finally looked like stars on the sea: "I think this is right, What do you say?"

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