Romance Victory

◎Bo Yun still looked at the moon: "The more you don't understand, the more romantic you are. You don't understand."◎

As Bo Yun expected, after his father beat him up, he locked him in the bedroom and cut off all means of contact with the outside world, such as mobile phones and computers.

In fact, Bo Yun could escape that fight if he wanted to.He is now an adult taller than his dad, and he even predicted that if he fights back, his chances of winning are more than 99.99999%.

But he is a reasonable person. It is normal for his father not to accept this matter. It is a matter of conception, and it is impossible to cause "father and son cannibalism" - the premise is that his father is against it, and he will not do something villainous to Fu Jianwei. Son.

He didn't fight back, didn't hide, let his father vent some anger on himself.

Now, he has been medicated, and his mood is quite stable, playing games or reading books on the bed.His grandma went to Mount Emei to eat vegetarian food to pray for his college entrance examination, but she hasn’t returned yet, so she probably doesn’t know about it; his father left after beating him, and let him reflect on himself; .

Zhong Mingyu came again, Bo Yun put down the book, listened carefully to his mother, after listening, he asked: "You didn't bother Jian Wei, did you?"

Zhong Mingyu was silent for a while, and said, "Not yet."

"There's no need to threaten me like that." Bo Yun smiled instead, "Everyone is an adult and should face problems with a mature attitude. I like men. Without Fu Jianwei, I would like another man. It doesn't make sense for you to target Fu Jianwei , unless you can wipe out men all over the world. For example, my dad is heterosexual. Without you, he would still marry a woman and marry another woman."

Zhong Mingyu: "..."

Bo Yun continued: "On the contrary, you target Fu Jianwei and punish him, which will arouse my rebellious psychology. You know me, I am soft and not hard, and I am now at a hot-blooded and impulsive age. There will be a kind of tragic heroism. I am fighting against the whole world. How awesome. Is Fu Jianwei the one I want to protect? No, I am doing it for my own sake. You are slapping me in the face when you engage Fu Jianwei. He is not important, The important thing is that I must win you, otherwise I will live under your control for the rest of my life."

Zhong Mingyu: "..."

Bo Yun went on to say: "I suggest you leave me and Fu Jianwei alone now. It's a bit embarrassing to talk about this kind of topic with mom, but I believe mom, you are an enlightened person, so I'll just say it straight. Falling in love is normal, and I didn’t mention marrying him. There are still four years left in college, why are you so anxious? How many young people are in love nowadays? Maybe I dumped him before I graduated from college and got another one. "

"Shut up!" His mother couldn't bear it anymore, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true." Bo Yun showed a very surprised expression, and asked, "Do you think I will want him forever? No way? Heterosexuality can also bind children and property after marriage, and Fu Jianwei and I don't need to bind anything. What kind of family background am I, what kind of family background is he? I'm a sperm, not a brain pit, I will definitely marry in the future. Don't say that Fu Jianwei can't give birth, even if he can, I will reward him for being obedient and let him give birth to me The child, that is also an illegitimate child, I think for the sake of the child, I will give him some living expenses and two houses, and he don't even think about anything else—”

With a slap, Zhong Mingyu slapped Bo Yun's face.

He tilted his head from the slap, hooked the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at his mother.

Zhong Mingyu was trembling with anger: "Are you crazy?! Do you know what you are talking about!"

Bo Yun's expression is very rational and cold: "Gay men are also men. I will also consider the practical interests that heterosexual men would consider. There will be no difference. You can ask my dad if he thinks the same way. You are my mother, so I tell you these words, don't worry, I will definitely pretend to be good in front of outsiders."

Zhong Mingyu couldn't continue to listen to his nonsense, and left angrily.

Looking at the bedroom door being closed, Bo Yun's idle smile gradually disappeared. He lowered his head and opened the book on his lap, but his mind was elsewhere.

——I hope these words can dispel the adults' hostility towards Fu Jianwei.

He had to make them feel that Fu Jianwei was insignificant and that he was the only one to be dealt with.

For the whole afternoon, Zhong Mingyu never came again.

In the evening, Aunt Lan took care of Bo Yun after eating and washing, and then went out.

Bo Yun played games for a while and was about to go to bed when his father came.

Bo Shouyang sneered and said: "You can talk. Your mother can be tricked by you, but I'm not her. You are very afraid that I will deal with Fu Jianwei."

Bo Yun smiled at him: "You can say whatever you like."

"If I do attack him, what are you going to do?" Bo Shouyang narrowed his eyes, very threatening.

Bo Yun's smile faded away, his brows furrowed, and he said seriously: "I will report you righteously and without relatives. You are sweeping up gangsters and evil everywhere. If you are so bold, don't get me involved. My surname will be changed to my grandfather's."

"..."

Bo Shouyang didn't expect such a reply from him, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Don't think you can scare me, I said I'm not your mother. If I really want to kill Fu Jianwei, it's like crushing a Just—what are you doing? What is this?"

"Recording pen." Bo Yun held up the recording pen to him, and the light on the pen flickered, "Keep talking, every sentence you say will become evidence in court."

Bo Shouyang was so angry that he was so angry that he grabbed the recording pen and threw it on the ground, stepping on it so hard that it fell apart: "Bo Yun!"

Bo Yun said calmly: "Although this evidence is gone, I can provide the suspect's direction as a witness."

Zhong Mingyu was listening to the fierce quarrel in the room in the corridor—actually, I don’t know if it should be called a "quarrel" because she only heard her husband yelling there... However, with her personal experience in the morning, she was very happy. To understand her husband, Bo Yun knows how to get mad.

Unexpectedly, not long after, she heard Bo Yun's scream: "Killed! My dad is going to kill me!"

No matter how unfilial the son is, it is also the flesh that fell from his body. Zhong Mingyu rushed in, seeing that her husband really pulled out the belt again, pinned his son on the bed and whipped him hard.

She beat Bo Yun before, although she felt distressed, she didn't stop her, but now she had to stop her: "You wait until he recovers before hitting him! Now it's really impossible to hit him again! Shouyang!"

"Stay away, don't hit you!" Bo Shouyang shouted angrily.

"Stop it first!" Zhong Mingyu refused to move away, lying on his son, "You are the only son, are you really going to kill him?!"

There was too much movement, and Aunt Lan, who was watching downstairs, rushed over to persuade Bo Shouyang.

Panting heavily, Bo Shouyang glared at Bo Yun fiercely, loosened the collar of his shirt vigorously, and shouted at Zhong Mingyu: "You are used to it! And your—"

When the words came to his lips, he didn't say Zhong Minggui. After all, Zhong Minggui was the heir of the Zhong family. He didn't want to make the relationship too rigid, so he just said angrily, "It's good not to teach!"

Zhong Mingyu couldn't bear to listen to these words, but she didn't want to fight with her husband in front of her son, so she just darkened her face and said, "Okay, it's too late today, let's rest first."

Bo Shouyang was stunned for a moment, glanced at her face, and hesitated to speak.

Zhong Mingyu has a good temper, and has always had a good relationship with him, and he is very docile to him, and he treats her like a guest, and she has never shown such an expression to him in memory.

Bo Shouyang hesitated for a moment, turned around and left without saying a word.In fact, he was glad his mother wasn't at home, otherwise he would have to nag him again.Although his mother is devoted to him, but she really doesn't have a clear mind. These old people persuaded him to divorce and find a young, capable, hardworking and virtuous one.

She always thought that Zhong Mingyu was unable to have children, or was unwilling to have children in order to maintain her figure.

Bo Shouyang didn't explain it to her, after all, it's embarrassing for a man to be weak.

Besides, the family could afford to hire ten more servants. He didn't know what she wanted a hardworking daughter-in-law for, but he thought there was something wrong with her.With his status and wealth, his spouse doesn't need to be hardworking, it just needs to be beautiful, elegant and well-connected like Zhong Mingyu.Moreover, he and Zhong Mingyu did have true feelings. Except for that time, he had never had another woman, and he thought it was very rare.

Zhong Mingyu watched her husband go out, frowned and looked at her son: "What did you say to your father?"

Bo Yun said: "He said he was going to use illegal means to deal with Fu Jianwei, and asked me what to do. Mom, what do you think I can do? If I hesitated for a second, I would be sorry for my grandparents. I definitely said that I would report him Ah. And then he's going to kill me."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhong Mingyu hurriedly stopped, "I think you are really crazy!"

"Ask him yourself if that's what he said." Bo Yun said, "Why don't you lock me up for the rest of your life and don't let me see my grandma and grandpa, or I will definitely tell them about my dad and the gangsters. | There will be entanglements."

"Shut up!" Zhong Mingyu was about to go crazy, "Your father was confused by you, and you believed the nonsense?"

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, it mainly depends on whether the public security department believes it or not." Bo Yun said.

After her mother rushed out, Bo Yun cast her eyes on Aunt Lan who was standing beside the bed holding medicinal wine: "Lan—"

"I'm just applying medicine to you, I won't say anything!" Aunt Lan said quickly.

"Don't be nervous." Bo Yun smiled kindly at her.

Aunt Lan said nervously: "I really only apply medicine to you, and leave after application. It's none of my business."

"Then paint it on."

Aunt Lan was painting Bo Yun when she heard him whisper, "Aunt Lan—"

"I won't pass on news to you, nor will I persuade you. I'm just a very ordinary nanny." Aunt Lan refused decisively.

"...I just borrowed your mobile phone to use it." Bo Yun looked at her pitifully, "Aunt Lan, I don't treat you as a nanny, I treat you as my godmother."

Aunt Lan was silent for a while, and said, "If you were my son, I would not agree. Don't say anything."

Bo Yun had no choice but to keep silent.

After applying the medicine, Aunt Lan cleaned up the crumbs of the recorder on the floor, and was about to leave when she heard Bo Yun calling herself, "Aunt Lan."

She looked at him.

Bo Yun said to her very seriously: "It's really none of Xiaofu's business. I know this matter has nothing to do with you, and I don't want you to help me. I just don't want you to misunderstand him."

Aunt Lan was a little puzzled and said, "My thoughts are not important."

Bo Yun asked: "Then whose idea is important?"

"Your parents, other relatives, family members." Aunt Lan said.

Bo Yun smiled at her: "That's right, I really regard you as my relatives, family members."

Aunt Lan was stunned for a while, her eyes were wet, she hesitated to speak: "...you child... go to bed early, call Aunt Lan if you have something to do, ah."

Bo Yun smiled wryly: "Why do I call, the phone is gone, I'm injured, I can't get off the ground, I call here, you can't hear me in your room."

Aunt Lan thought about it, and it was true.She became embarrassed: "Then what should I do? You look like this, in case something happens..."

"You are afraid that I will contact Xiaofu, so if you don't give me a mobile phone, then the walkie-talkie is okay?" Bo Yun said, "I remember I have this thing, it's in the cabinet near the door of my study, you can find it. Put one here for me , one is with you."

"This is good! OK!"

Aunt Lan went to the study next door to find a walkie-talkie, gave Bo Yun one, took the other out, locked the door from the outside, and went downstairs.

Bo Yun held his breath, heard the footsteps outside gradually disappearing, took out the laser pointer from the bedside drawer, took it together with the walkie-talkie, endured the pain, lifted the blanket, got off the ground, turned off the light, and went to the window , observed the outside environment vigilantly, and then typed a "password" at a certain place with a laser pointer.

Not long after, a reply from Jing Rong appeared on his window sill—it was also the “password” typed by the laser pen.

Bo Yun found where Jing Rong was, and shook the walkie-talkie in his hand.This thing doesn't have to be a pair to use, as long as it's on the right channel.

Bo Yun tuned to his and Jing Rong's old channel, and soon got into a conversation: "Can you hear me?"

"I can hear it." Jing Rong said, "I contacted Fu Jianwei regularly for three meals. I was afraid that he would not tell the truth, so I also contacted Uncle Minggui. Uncle Minggui said that Fu Jianwei was fine. Although he was a little depressed, he still ate on time."

"I love you." Bo Yun said emotionally.

"Please don't, I'm serious, now you are gay, we have to avoid suspicion, you don't say you love me again, I will really fuck you up." Jing Rong said seriously and disgusted.

"...Thank you, I am disgusted by you." Bo Yun said.

"That's good, let you feel how I feel when I hear you say you love me." Jing Rong said.

"I won't be poor with you anymore." Bo Yun said, "Tell Fu Jianwei that I'm fine and let him relax."

"Ah."

"After you go back later, let's try to talk to each other in your room. If you can, try not to come out, for fear of being discovered." Bo Yun said.

"it is good."

"There is one more thing, you can check it for me." Bo Yun said, "I asked Aunt Lan, the photo was sent to my house urgently by x, you check the sender, and you pay for the money first on."

"Yes. I know how to do it." Jing Rong said.

"There's nothing else to do for now." Bo Yun said.

"Then I'll go back first."

Jing Rong was about to leave, but was stopped by Bo Yun: "Wait a minute, you have something to bring to Fu Jianwei for me, you can send a message or make a phone call, and you can contact him when you get back."

"what?"

Bo Yun leaned on the window sill and looked at the moon in the night sky. After a while, he whispered, "Tell him that the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

"..." The corners of Jing Rong's eyes twitched, "He... should be a problem solver... There is a high probability that he can't understand."

Bo Yun still looked at the moon: "The more you don't understand, the more romantic you are. You don't understand."

"I don't want to understand." Jing Rong said.