muddy boy

Duan Qiao and Ning Xiaomeng’s long-distance love race has finally ushered in a new stage. Zhang Xun no longer needs to listen to Duan Qiao wiping his tears and blowing his nose to talk about love in the middle of the night. .The two were engaged, and the four were proud and happy.

Not long after Chen Linhu took over the outsourcing work, he received a friend application from the editor of the platform. Although his comics did not rank high in the competition on platform A, the editor thought the story was very interesting and asked him if he had any intention of continuing to draw and sign a contract.

The news came so suddenly that Chen Linhu once thought it was a dream. The other three people in 307 pinched him a few times before regaining consciousness. They rushed to the book cafe immediately, and kissed the bewildered Zhang Xun in the lounge. .

Both the plot and the script had Zhang Xun's suggestions and participation. As soon as the news that Chen Linhu had the opportunity to sign a contract was explained clearly, Zhang Xun immediately hugged his tiger head and rubbed it again and again.

He knew that sooner or later Chen Linhu would make big strides towards his goal, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Zhang Xun was a little proud.

However, Chen Linhu’s own work only has a few chapters in the follow-up, and he needs to work with the editing platform to make adjustments and revisions according to the meaning of the platform, so he needs to invest a lot of time and energy. However, he does not want to give up on outsourcing, and he can make appropriate progress. The opportunity is really rare.

So Chen Linhu started a double job, busy every day without touching the ground, practicing outsourced original works in class, and kept spinning like a spinning top. , Even Zhang Xun was worried about his sudden death.

But just lighting the lamps and working overtime, the running-in between Chen Linhu and the platform is still not very smooth.

Revising the draft itself is a very painful job. What is even more painful is that Party A is grinding away your favorite parts step by step to create a work that can be exhibited on the public platform. It may be suitable for the market, but in your own opinion He is extremely mediocre, but he has to make concessions in order to make ends meet.

Chen Linhu is young and energetic, and he doesn’t know that many people spend their whole lives looking for a balance between work and ideals. His stubborn personality makes his communication with editors seem particularly awkward. It wastes time and also consumes self-confidence, but he doesn’t get used to it. To the extent that it is possible, the manga cannot be serialized online.

It's not that Zhang Xun doesn't know about this, so he can only persuade and help to read the script, but it is Chen Linhu himself who actually draws and communicates, so Zhang Xun saw his boyfriend lose weight, all because of dreams and The flesh that rubs off when the reality rubs.

At the same time that the platform requested revisions, the outsourcing of comics by the seniors was still in the preparation stage, and there were many revisions and coordinations. At the end of the school, homework and exams were rushed together. Occasionally taking a nap feels like being lazy.

He didn't tell Zhang Xun about this, because Zhang Xun is not much better than him. In addition to book cafes and picking up jobs, he also has to promote his previous novels. The dream of "you can find a new place even if the family courtyard is demolished" makes a lot of money.

In addition, Chen Linhu did not tell Zhang Xun that since Chen Xingye left Baoxiang last time, the frequency of his phone calls has skyrocketed, at least once every two days, asking about Chen Linhu's daily life.

Chen Linhu knew what he meant, and the father and son played charades with each other, waiting for the other to surrender under the psychological pressure.

People in the old Chen's family are irritable and irritable, but when it comes to the relationship between father and son, they become a little ambiguous.Because Chen Linhu was stubborn since he was a child, he gained the upper hand. Chen Xingye's pressure was ineffective, and he changed from verbal monitoring to physical action.

Zhang Xun didn't know about this for the time being. As usual, he packed coffee and milk tea from Shuca to go to the first floor after get off work.

"Find some free time this month," Zhang Xun said to Chen Linhu, stirring the hot porridge with chopsticks, "Little Fatty and his girlfriend...his fiancée, treat them to dinner."

Old Chen likes to listen to the candy gossip of this kind of juniors, and he seems to be [-]% to [-]% healed, so he has to chat with him: "Really? Are you engaged? How did you book it? It's like a show in a hotel." Banquet? Do you have to wear a suit and walk around with a long neck wine glass?”

Chen Linhu almost choked, Zhang Xun couldn't help laughing, and while passing the paper to Chen Linhu, he replied: "Do you think Duan Qiao looks like a high-class person? No, it's just the normal kind where the two families sit together to have a meal and talk about a good life." After a ceremony, it will be settled."

"Is there anyone else in Xiaoduan's family?" Old Chen couldn't help but asked, "Does this count as marriage?"

There was no one in Duan Qiao's house for a long time, and his parents and relatives were dead, so Zhang Xun was the only one who followed to eat a meal to support his facade.

This matter is a bit pitiful, but Ning Xiaomeng resisted the pressure of the family to marry him, and Duan Qiao also supported herself. She must be a good man worthy of the trust of her fiancée, so that is pitiful. Diluted by ambition, only the joy of getting married is left.

"If you're so worried, you go with us when he treats guests." Chen Linhu said.

Old Chen shook his head: "Forget it, I can't get used to what you guys eat! I have to go to the opposite door to chat with Lao Liao. He is so boring now, he can't do without me."

"How did I hear that Uncle Liao poured water for you as soon as you opened your mouth?" Zhang Xun laughed, "Don't they not want to listen to your chatter?"

Old Chen Tou slapped Zhang Xun like he slapped Chen Linhu: "Why can you listen to gossip everywhere?!"

There was a knock on the door together with old Mr. Chen's pat on Zhang Xun. That's when Chen Xingye came.

The moment Chen Linhu opened the door and saw his father, he almost closed the door again.

"Why are you here?" Old Chen was surprised when he saw Chen Xingye, "Why are you here again?"

Chen Xingye separated Chen Linhu's hand that was about to close the door, dragged his suitcase into the house in a hurry, glanced at Zhang Xun, and then at his unfilial son, before solemnly announcing: "The unit is not busy recently. Come."

The atmosphere in the room just now was swept away, Chen Linhu was sitting in front of the table, his forehead was twitching, Zhang Xun grabbed his hand under the table and squeezed it, talking and laughing happily, but turned around and whispered before going upstairs after eating He said: "Your family is different from mine, so talk about it."

Holding his breath, Chen Linhu nodded, sent Zhang Xun away, and cleaned up the tableware under Chen Xingye's watchful eyes. When he stood in front of the sink, Chen Xingye followed him to the kitchen door, still looking at him carefully.

"What did you whisper to Xiao Zhang just now?" Chen Xingye asked.

Chen Linhu suddenly couldn't handle it anymore, Chen Xingye forced him to feel uncomfortable and depressed, even more suffocating than when he was ignored before: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Don't do anything, I've thought about it recently, and I feel that I really don't know you well enough." Chen Xingye cleared his throat, "We two lack communication and understanding."

Old Chen Tou sat in front of the table of the Eight Immortals and "hummed" mockingly, but he didn't interrupt Chen Xingye.

"What do you want after understanding?" Chen Linhu lowered his eyes and washed the dishes.

Chen Xingye said: "Let you go the right way, you can't do it now."

You can't do this now.

So what is it?

The fire burning in his chest was not big, but it was full of smoke, which made Chen Linhu unable to breathe, and made him aggrieved.He dropped the plate in his hand and looked at Chen Xingye: "Why are you always like this? Dad, you treat me well and you understand me just to let me follow the image in your heart, right?"

He didn't make a fuss, but his words were full of questions.Chen Xingye was stunned for a while, but couldn't answer for a while, and frowned angrily.

After two seconds of silence in the room, Old Chen got up from his chair: "Huzi, don't worry, don't worry..."

"Let him talk!" Chen Xingye stared at his son, "I'll see how he can arrange it!"

Chen Linhu didn't arrange the choreography anymore, he came out of the kitchen and glanced at him, then turned his head and went back to his bedroom.

The disappointment contained in this look made Chen Xingye unable to recover for a while. He stood there for a long time before looking at Old Chen as if asking for help: "Dad, I..."

"I'll be your father when there's something to do," Old Chen said with a gloomy expression, and returned to the bedroom with the milk tea bought by Zhang Xun. "When there's nothing to do, you want to be the ancestor of everyone!"

Chen Linhu didn't hear this sentence. He started his work tonight with his earphones on, and chatted with Zhang Xun on WeChat from time to time. When Chen Xingye was lying on the bed, he didn't even make a camp bed.

When Chen Xingye woke up the next day, he found that his eldest son had been lying on the table for two hours. He was so frightened that he almost thought that he lost his son overnight, so he pushed Chen Linhu twice until he woke up.

I don’t know how the busy people in the past have free time now. They really stayed in Baoxiang for two days, staring at Chen Linhu like a prisoner. When they went out, they had to ask where they were going. His eyes flicked over the faces of the two of them.

This method might have worked a few years ago, but now Chen Linhu has completely ignored it. He should be busy with work, and stayed up all night to get a final homework for a professional class. The father and son remained in a silent stalemate for weeks On the evening of the next day, Chen Xingye drove back to catch up with work on Monday, and came back on Friday night.

After staying like this for more than half a month, at the end of the month, Duan Qiao and Ning Xiaomeng called and called Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun out for dinner.

After not seeing each other for a while, Duan Qiao's puffiness has slightly decreased, and the lost part seems to have been transferred to Ning Xiaomeng's body, making Ning Xiaomeng's face a bit rounder.

Zhang Xun sat down with Chen Linhu and was happy to see Duan Qiao in high spirits. Zhang Xun teased: "Okay, fat, you can still lose fat after many years. I thought your fat had already merged with you Woolen cloth!"

"Nonsense, nonsense! Bah, bah!" Duan Qiao got angry when he heard Zhang Xun's words, and knocked on the table with his chopsticks, "Recently, the leader of our family took me for a walk every night, and the meat I lost was the labor of our leader fruit!"

Ning Xiaomeng: "On the square under our house, there is always some kind of baked gluten ice cream sold at night. I didn't eat less when I went to him, and the fruits of my labor were all attached to me."

"Your family?" Chen Linhu asked Duan Qiao after talking about not eating spicy food.

"The house you went back to last time," Duan Qiao explained, "I'll live there for now, and I'll sell it after two years. I'll buy a second-hand house in the new city, which is a bit far from the place of work, but it's fine to buy a car in the future. .”

People always have to be flexible. It was Ning Xiaomeng's suggestion to abandon the city center and choose a remote place. Duan Qiao agreed after thinking about it.

"If my grandma was here, I would definitely not move, but if her old man was reincarnated, she would probably be able to make soy sauce by now," Duan Qiao sighed. There are also kindergartens and schools in the area, which are convenient.”

Zhang Xun said with a smile: "Hey, considering such a long-term."

"Come to play in the future, I've already decided to reserve a guest room or something, Duan Qiao is just a friend like you, come whenever you want, you belong to the mother's family," Ning Xiaomeng waved his hand, and ordered a box Beer, looked at Chen Linhu again, and added, "You two come together."

Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun didn't react, Duan Qiao looked at his fiancée in surprise, Ning Xiaomeng didn't care, popped a few bottles of wine on the table, and raised his chin at Duan Qiao.

The astonishment on Duan Qiao's face gradually turned into mildness, and the prospective couple smiled wordlessly at Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun.

Chen Linhu immediately understood in his heart that Ning Xiaomeng had guessed it.

I guessed it, but I didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. I didn't reveal any meaning until she and Duan Qiao settled down.

Baoxiang is a strange place, so small and so warm here.

After the point was reached, several people didn't mention it again, as if they just accepted it as a matter of course. Ning Xiaomeng ordered a large table of dishes, and because Zhang Xun was about to drive, he turned to clink glasses with Chen Linhu.

Chen Linhu was a bit depressed during this time, he drank as much as Ning Xiaomeng and Duan Qiao poured, and he had to be persuaded by the two to eat and drink, stuffed his stomach with wine and meat, and went to the bathroom with sloppy footsteps.

"I think the tiger is thinner, right?" Duan Qiao said while picking up vegetables.

Ning Xiaomeng echoed: "I noticed it as soon as I entered the door. It has changed a lot from the last time we met. I feel that my temperament is stable but I seem a little tired."

Zhang Xun fiddled with the lighter, watching Chen Linhu's back as he walked to the bathroom.

It's not that he has grown taller, but that his whole body is stretched, his shoulders and neck are stretched and his outline is resolute, but his steps have stabilized.Zhang Xun belatedly remembered that he hadn't seen Chen Linhu hopping down the stairs for a while.

"His father is coming to Baoxiang," Zhang Xun lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze, "I should have known about it, and wanted to put him on the right path."

Duan Qiao stopped chewing and looked at Zhang Xun worriedly.It was Ning Xiaomeng who said, "What is the right way? In this world, there are only the way with more people and the way with a little less people. If you distinguish between what is right and what is wrong, that is the thing that will hurt him the most."

Zhang Xun knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't bear the distress.

At the beginning, he was afraid that such a day would come before him, but he did not expect to come anyway.But unlike Zhang Xun's imaginary cutting of chickens and dogs with a sharp knife, Lao Chen's family used a blunt knife that slowly cut Chen Lin's tiger meat, which made him uncomfortable and unable to scream.

After a meal, no matter how heavy Chen Linhu's drinking capacity was, they couldn't help the two of them drink him one. He pulled the driver's door and sat on the passenger seat and rubbed his eyes.

"Sleepy?" Zhang Xun fastened his seat belt and patted his head, "Go to sleep, I'll call you somewhere."

Chen Linhu said "um", tilted his head in his direction, and took a long breath after closing his eyes for a few seconds.

Zhang Xun turned down the volume of the music, drove on the road, and asked softly when waiting for the traffic lights: "Are you tired, tiger?"

Chen Linhu was sleeping in a daze, so naturally he didn't answer.

"Why aren't you tired? You have to deal with your father worrying about your father after lighting the lamp and cooking oil." Zhang Xun looked tired, busy making money while taking care of his ideals, and busy dating and taking care of his family at the same time. He felt pain in his heart, but every day The first time he saw Chen Linhu, he couldn't suppress another thought.

The car turned into the family courtyard, Zhang Xun stopped, but did not wake Chen Linhu up immediately, lit a cigarette and put him back to sleep for a while, but stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Linhu's hand fiercely.

Chen Linhu was woken up by the force of his hand, half opened his eyes and didn't make a sound.

"But I won't let you go the right way." Zhang Xun murmured softly, "I gave you a chance to regret it before, but now I regret it." After a pause, he added, "I dreamed in the middle of the night that you said forget it... I wish I could strangle you to death."

Thinking that Chen Linhu hadn't woken up yet, he spoke slowly in the second half, but revealed a bit of ruthlessness brewed in the middle of the night.

The feeling of walking a tightrope has long been forgotten, but it has recently revived.When the second half of the sentence came out, Chen Linhu realized that Zhang Xun jumped off the cable bridge before him, and he himself fell down.

There will be no turning back for the two of them, only a warm abyss remains.

Chen Linhu's drunkenness was relieved by being dazed for a while, Zhang Xun patted him after a while, and the two returned to the second unit.

After watching Zhang Xun go back to the second floor, Chen Linhu took out his keys and went home.

The house was quiet and quiet. Old Chen probably went for a walk, and the headlights in the house were not turned on. Only Chen Linhu's bedroom was lit with a desk lamp.

"Master?" Chen Linhu called out, changed his shoes a little dizzily, glanced at the suitcase next to the entry cabinet, frowned, and walked back to his bedroom, "Dad."

After yelling, he felt blurred in front of his eyes, and with a "slap", Chen Linhu's head was slapped to the side.

Chen Xingye didn't know how long he had been sitting in the room, with his coat still on, he growled in a low voice, "You're really, really... you're still talking hard to me just for that? How dare you act like a normal person?" Walking around! Chen Linhu, who do you think you are, you don't feel any guilt?!"

The pain on his face spread, Chen Linhu pressed his tongue against the cheek on the side that was slapped, looked at Chen Xingye, paused, then passed Chen Xingye, and saw his sketchbook spread out on the table.

All the pictures above are Zhang Xun.Reading, working, sleeping, changing clothes.

I can't understand it any more.

Chen Linhu trembled in his heart at first, then calmed down, touched his cheek, and looked at Chen Xingye who was staring at him: "Who am I? I'm your big one who failed in leveling, a failed product you raised casually. I'm a failed tester." The idiot son who can't get into the school you expected, and the bastard who doesn't plan to get married and start a family in the future. I'm the same sex..."

"Shut up!" Chen Xingye roared, "Shut up!"

Chen Linhu closed his eyes: "I'm gay, and I like men. I'm chasing him. Now and in the future, these points will not change."

"Do you fucking know what you're talking about?" Chen Xingye poked his chest, unbelievable and extremely angry, "Have you ever thought about how your family feels and what other people think? Ah? Have you ever thought about it!"

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it since I was a child!" Chen Linhu's chest seemed to be pierced by him, and all the grievances and delusions accumulated over the years surged up and burst through his throat, "I thought about it, as long as I work hard, you will look at me, As long as I'm obedient and I take care of myself and don't cause trouble for both of you, you and my mother won't be separated. As long as I'm admitted to university, you'll be able to recognize me, and you'll understand me if I have a skill—it didn't come true! Dad, For so many years, I have watched Chen Tong grow up with his parents, have you ever thought about my feelings?!"

Chen Xingye's anger seemed to have been frozen, it was clearly still burning, but his whole body turned cold.

It's not that he didn't feel ashamed towards Chen Linhu, and it wasn't that he didn't want to make up for it, but he chose to ignore it.His son, in fact, is easy-going and obedient in nature. He didn't know how to cry when he fell down since he was a child. He fell into a pit with a bicycle and was bleeding.

After a long time, this became the reason why Chen Xingye confidently forgot about those feelings of guilt - anyway, Chen Linhu himself didn't mind.

"... Let's break it up," Chen Xingye said in a hoarse voice, "I'll just pretend I don't know about it. From now on... from now on, Dad won't be like that. When you graduate from college, you can do whatever you want, and Dad won't stop you." you."

Chen Linhu looked at him: "I don't."

The two words cut through Chen Xingye's guilt just like a sharp knife. He felt that what was standing in front of him was a stubborn donkey, a tiger and a son who farted, so he couldn't help but raise his hand again.

Chen Linhu didn't hide, instead he lost his usual stubborn look, and there was a calm determination in his eyes.

It's not being stubborn, it's being determined.

When his son grew up to this age, Chen Xingye suddenly realized that he had to lift Lao Gao's arm to slap him.He hadn't touched Chen Linhu's face in 800 years, and it was ridiculous to touch it in such a way today.

Chen Xingye couldn't lower his raised hand for the second time.

A heart-piercing cry suddenly sounded in the corridor, and all the lights in Unit [-] were turned on.

Both Chen Linhu and Chen Xingye were stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, ran to the door and opened it.

The movement was too loud and mournful, and even the neighbors upstairs ran down, and they all gathered on the first floor.

Zhang Xun, wearing glasses and slippers, arrived the fastest, met Chen Linhu face to face, saw the slap marks on his face at a glance, was stunned, and almost rushed to hug him.

"It's okay," Chen Linhu covered his head slightly, and asked again, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Xingye with a gloomy face behind him, Zhang Xun suppressed his lips: "I don't know, it seems to be Uncle Liao's house..."

Before he finished speaking, the anti-theft door on the opposite side was opened, and Uncle Liao's son stumbled out: "Ambulance, car, help...my dad, my dad!"

His voice was like splitting dry wood, roaring like tearing, echoing in the corridor.

Old Chen Tou, who came back from a walk, just heard the phrase "my dad", and the dim sum he bought for Chen Linhu fell to the ground with a "slap". Chen Linhu and Chen Xingye hurried up to help him.

"What's the matter with Lao Liao?!" Old Chen asked loudly, glanced sideways at Chen Linhu, and his body suddenly trembled.

"Master, it's okay, it's okay, call an ambulance." Chen Linhu thought he was being stimulated.

Trembling, old Chen touched Chen Linhu's face with his hand, and said in a very low voice: "What's wrong with the face? What does your father know?"

Chen Linhu suddenly raised his head and looked at him in surprise. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Xun who was also rushing over, and saw the same paleness on his face.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance drove into the family courtyard.

Uncle Liao failed to save him, so he let go that night.

The winter night was bitterly cold, and Unit [-] lost another old resident.