Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

He Qiutong didn't stay at the flower shop for long, so he scanned the QR code and took the flowers and plunged into the rain again.

The roar of the tyrannosaurus stopped in front of a cemetery. He Qiutong took out the bouquet of flowers covered in his clothes and tidied them up. Then he straightened his wet clothes. The clothes soaked in water were extremely heavy. Well, hey, better talk than nothing.

He Qiutong was silent all the way, just walking quickly while holding the flowers with bowed head.

He did not know how many times he walked the road to the cemetery, and he was already familiar with the road, even if he was blind, he could accurately follow every step.

The tombs of my mother and grandfather were bought under a dense locust tree, facing the flowing water and backed by the mountains. It is said that it is a holy place with excellent Fengshui.

Heh, the cheap father who bought the tomb just listened to the flattery of the funeral staff?How ironic.

Originally, he brought wet tissues to help them wipe the tombstones, but the sudden rainstorm had already cleaned the dust on the surface of the tombstones for him.

Staring deeply at the two photos on the tombstone washed out by the rain, He Qiutong arranged the purple forget-me-nots in front of the tomb.

As in previous years, he sat down on the floor beside the tomb, subconsciously stretched his right hand into his trouser pocket, and wanted to take out a cigarette to smoke, only to find that there was only one orange candy left in his pocket.

He had already eaten four of today's five orange candies, and this was the best one left.

He paused and put the candy back into his pocket.

"Mom, grandpa—"

"How are you guys doing down there?... I'm doing well, and I've met someone who can make me better."

Mom, grandpa.

I've quit smoking, and I don't skip classes and fight anymore.

And it's all because of the guy I met.

That person is Shen Chao, 29 years old, the youngest associate professor of psychology at Nantah University.

He is the best person in the world to me besides you, he will take in me who is homeless; he will search all the Internet cafes outside the school just to say "you are worth it" to a child with a bad temper; he will Cook tomato and egg noodles that are more delicious than those made by my mother; he will remind me to wear a helmet when riding a bicycle, and not to turn on the air conditioner immediately when I sweat; he will drive me to the hospital overnight to see the injury...

He knows so many things that I can't count them all.

There are very few things he won't know, but I know one thing he won't -- he won't give up on me.

Don't ask me why I know, I just know.

Shen Chao is very good, I like him very much.It is the kind of liking for a lover.

Oh, he's a man.Almost ten years older than me.Still my teacher.

I don't care about other people's pointing, I just hope to get your approval.

If I am with him, I will bring him to meet you.

The sound of rain covered up many voices, and He Qiutong, who was in deep thought, did not hear the sound of footsteps getting closer.

"Qiu Tong."

……

He Qiutong heard the voice of his name being called in a daze. The voice was vaguely familiar. He didn't want to think about it, so he raised his head suddenly.

It turned out to be He Li—his nominal father standing one meter away, holding a black umbrella, looking at him with deep eyes, holding a bunch of purple forget-me-nots in his hand.

He Qiutong's blank mind was filled with mixed emotions. He clenched his fists until his nails dug into his flesh. The dull pain stimulated those fragile nerves in his brain, "Are you coming to see her?!" This is Never before.

"Hmm." He Li's expression was very strange, He Qiutong actually saw a trace of guilt from the man's expression?

This delusion made him extremely angry.

"Are you worthy?!" He Qiutong roared, "Are you worthy of standing here? Except for He Li's wife who is coldly engraved on her tombstone. How can you be worthy of the husband?"

He Qiutong's voice became hoarse, but this did not affect his desire to drive He Li out in the slightest.

"Qiutong, I...I'm really sorry..."

He Qiutong watched He Li bow deeply to the tombstones of his mother and grandfather with cold eyes, his humble appearance was ironic.

He Liren wore a black suit and a neat tie like a dog, but it reminded him of his mother's embarrassment when he passed away.

He comes to confess now?

He Qiutong finally couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward and grabbed He Li's neatly tied tie, and pulled He Li's head down fiercely, "Are you sorry? Why did you go there more than ten years ago? What the hell are you? It's scum!"

He Qiutong's fist was already clenched tightly, but he silently let go of it a second before it hit He Li's face, took a deep breath, and barely suppressed the swearing that was stuck in his throat.

"In front of the graves of mother and grandpa, I will not beat you."

Seeing that He Li staggered two steps because of his sudden let go before he stood still, He Qiutong was not happy at all, but even more depressed.

"Qiutong...I'm sorry for your mother, and I'm sorry for you. Your brother almost had a high fever last month...I suddenly felt guilty. When I was young, I only knew how to make money, and I failed you and your mother. My aunt and my brother have experienced family affection. These days I think a lot, and I can hardly sleep at night... I am sorry for you."

He Li's voice seemed distorted in the rain, otherwise how could he have heard that arrogant He Li say such words?

"Qiu Tong... come back, Dad won't freeze your card anymore, if you want to go abroad, you can go."

At this moment, his brain seemed to be hit hard by a heavy object, scattered snowflake-like pockmarks were connected in front of his eyes, and the tinnitus sounded like an alarm in his ears continued.