Originally, Ji Xingchen didn't think much about it, but Ranfeng's reaction was obviously something.
"Who are you chatting with so boldly?"
The corner of Ji Xingchen's mouth showed a sly smile, and he looked at Ranfeng as if he was watching the fun.
"Who else can I go with?"
Ranfeng smiled awkwardly, let go of the little nephew who was in trouble everywhere, and sent him to play before continuing to explain, "I made a note for you."
Ranfeng's words completely aroused Ji Xingchen's curiosity.
"Why did you give me such a strange name?"
Because of the usual live broadcast, the water friends will see the friend's note name displayed in the game, so Ji Xingchen generally doesn't give anyone a special note.
Especially Ranfeng, he directly stored his WeChat name, Feng Hefeng.
Ji Xingchen didn't make a note to Ranfeng, so naturally he didn't expect that the other party would make a note for him.
His eyes swept across Ranfeng, and he asked with interest, "So what did you remark?"
He was really curious, what strange name would be a love object and a sex, love object? ?
Ranfeng saw through Ji Xingchen's mind at a glance. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he quickly confessed, "The object of love. Lin Haogan doesn't know the word love, so he just reads it."
After he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and handed it to Ji Xingchen, "But now I have changed this note."
Before Ji Xingchen could look at it, he asked, "What's changed?"
Ranfeng's face was full of smiles, "Wife."
Ji Xingchen, who was called his wife, quickly glanced at Ranfeng's remarks and found that Ranfeng's remarks to himself were actually [Little Xingxing].
After learning that he was teased by Ranfeng again, Ji Xingchen returned his mobile phone to him, and took out his mobile phone with a smile, "This name is very good, I'll give you a note as my wife."
Just as he was about to change his remarks, he was dragged into his arms by Ranfeng and kissed hard.
"Why are you getting skinny?"
Although it was a rant, Ranfeng's tone was happy.
After explaining to Ji Xingchen, Ranfeng found Lin Haogan and taught him to read the word love again.
He didn't want to make such an oolong in the future.
Lin Haoqian had so much fun today that he didn't want to go home at all, so he stayed at his uncle's house and planned to spend the night here.
Ranfeng saw that the child was cute and rude, but he didn't leave, so he could only ask the assistant to go to his house to get his pajamas and clothes and temporarily take him in for one night.
Lin Haoqian, who spent the night at his uncle's house for the first time, was a little excited. When he got tired of building models in the living room, he played games with the handle while pulling Ranfeng.
When playing games, I always don't know the passage of time. Ji Xingchen has finished the live broadcast.
"Uncle, help me."
"Ah, left, left, jump, jump, jump!"
"Ah, how did I die!! Uncle, you avenge me!!"
"Come on!! The Great Demon King is out!!"
Ji Xingchen stood behind them, watching Lin Haoqian dance with excitement.
He originally planned to join it, but suddenly remembered that the diary Jiang Mu sent him was still on the table, so he went to open the courier.
Ji Xingchen had actually forgotten what diary it was.
He did keep a diary in the past, and he also wrote a lot of books here and there, but then because of frequent moving and other reasons, those diaries were basically lost.
So he didn't expect Jiang Mu to keep a copy.
After opening the express box, Ji Xingchen saw a binder notebook about the size of a sticky note. The notebook was very simple and had no patterns.
This book looked familiar, he vaguely remembered that this diary was written in the period before his mother's death.
Because he was so busy at that time, he didn't have time to write a long diary, so he took a pen and wrote a few words on various sticky notes every once in a while. This was just one of the many notes, so he knew it, but the content on it , he couldn't even remember a single one.
So he quickly opened the diary and found that the first page had these few words written—
"April 21, Qing. Today, I will tutor the first-grade children to make sentences, and it is stipulated to write a paragraph in the sentence pattern of "If... Then...". The children write word by word: If you can skip school, that's great I asked the child, do you dislike going to school so much? He said no, but he just hates exams and homework. So is going to school really so painful for children? But it seemed like this when I was a kid. I don't face exams or teachers, but I envy students after work that they can be carefree and only need to care about their studies and don't have to work hard for life. Is it true that people are like this, always envy each other's life? "
Ji Xingchen took a quick glance at the content and couldn't help laughing. Did these interesting things happen at that time?
Ji Xingchen turned the page over, and was about to read other content later, but found that there were several sheets of paper at the back of the binder that were not put in.
For books, he likes neatness. So he wasn't busy looking at the content, he just opened the snap button of the binder, trying to sort out the papers that weren't in it.
He put the paper on his side, and Lin Haoqian, who was having fun, rushed over from behind him.
"Uncle, save me!"
Lin Haoqian hugged Ji Xingchen's leg and squatted down to hide in front of him.
As a result, in an unintentional move, the diary in Ji Xingchen's hand was scattered.
Lin Haoqian apologized immediately after finding out, and then squatted down to help Ji Xingchen pick it up.
Ranfeng, who ran behind him, also joined.
"No, you guys go play, I'll just do it myself." Ji Xingchen stopped them.
"No, no, I broke it up, I have to be responsible."
Lin Hao shook his head dryly, and put every piece of paper on the table persistently and carefully.
The notebook is not very big, but there are a lot of loose pages. Basically, every Ji Xingchen has written a few sentences on it.
When Ranfeng picked up these scattered diaries, she did not deliberately look at what Ji Xingchen wrote.
However, the words above are not written much, and the content is too obvious. Basically, you can read the above content in a flash, unless you close your eyes.
"It's been raining for a week, and the sun finally came out today, Brother Feng, how is the weather over there?"
"Saw someone who looks a lot like you, but he's not you."
"When I was overworked this month, the boss gave me an extra 500 yuan bonus, and I'm going to give myself a chicken leg tonight~"
"The doctor told my mother that I have the last three months and I seem to be losing her soon?"
"I dreamed about my father last night. He said he was fine and asked me to take care of my mother. But I'm going to let my father down. I didn't take good care of her, and I didn't even know when she would suddenly leave me."
"I'm not a child who makes parents worry. My mother hopes that I can forget Brother Feng, but I can't."
"Mom, the three years I agreed with you have come. But I'm sorry that I still like him. Maybe it will be another three years, or ten or three years. But I will listen to you and just look at him from a distance. I hope you can forgive me."
"But I can't help but miss him."
"Dye the maple, dye the maple, dye the maple..."
The smile on Ranfeng's face gradually faded, and his expression slowly became solemn.
Before, Ji Xingchen only told himself that his family had suffered a change, his father died and his mother was seriously ill, and he didn't tell him anything else. As for his agreement with his mother, he didn't say anything.
But with just a few words of the record, Ranfeng can already guess the content.
On the one hand, he did not want to disappoint his seriously ill mother, but on the other hand, he carefully liked himself.
How tangled and desperate must he have been at that time?
Ranfeng carefully folded the notes one by one and put them in the binder. He didn't tell Ji Xingchen what he saw, and then directly took Lin Haogan to take a bath.
After taking a shower, Lin Haoqian was wearing cute little dinosaur pajamas. He was lying on the bed and did not dare to turn off the light. He asked Ji Xingchen and Ranfeng to accompany him. He could not leave until he fell asleep.
"Will there be ghosts coming out to arrest me at night? Little uncle, you have to protect me." Lin Haogan grabbed Ji Xingchen's hand and prevented him from leaving.
The deadly midnight bell mentioned by his uncle during the day evoked terrible memories in his mind, and now he was a little scared to sleep alone.
Ji Xingchen saw the child looking at him so pitifully, and nodded at him, "I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."
Lin Haoqian was still a little worried, and warned again, "But don't turn off the lights when you leave. What if I wake up and can't see the lights..."
Ji Xingchen smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll keep the lamp for you."
With these promises, Lin Haoqian obediently closed his eyes.
Ji Xingchen and Ranfeng stayed with him in the room for more than half an hour, and went back to the bedroom after he fell asleep completely.
I took my children out to play for a day today. I didn't feel anything during the day. At night, Ji Xingchen was a little tired.
After taking a bath, he lay down on the bed first, while Ranfeng was still on the phone outside.
He waited for a while, and fell asleep when he was really tired.
As a result, half-dreaming and half-awake, he felt that Ranfeng reached out and hugged him.
The other party dropped a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Xingxing, come home with me to meet my family."
Ji Xingchen thought that sentence was a dream he made, but when he woke up the next day and told him about it again, he knew it was true.
"I'll go back with you directly, won't my family object?"
Ji Xingchen still felt a little worried after thinking about it.
Although the whole society is much more open and tolerant than before, it is not easy for ordinary parents to accept that their son's lover is the same sex.
"No, I came out with him before, they know my sexuality, and they know I like you." Ranfeng saw Ji Xingchen a little nervous, so he explained patiently to him, "They wanted to see you for a long time, just I didn't catch up before."
Ji Xingchen's eyes suddenly seemed to be lit by a ray of light, and the worry and anxiety were also relieved a lot.
However, it is very solemn to see the parents. Even if he knows that Ranfeng's parents accept his existence, but because the elders are the closest family members of Feng Ge, Ji Xingchen will still be a little nervous when he first comes to the door.
After agreeing on the time, he carefully inquired about the hobbies of the Ranfeng family, and spent a whole week carefully selecting gifts for everyone.
I bought a certain brand of tea for Ranfeng's father, and a silk scarf that she liked for my mother.
Ji Xingchen bought a necklace of a small designer's own brand for Ranfeng's sister. The style is simple and elegant; for her brother-in-law, she bought a pair of cufflinks.
As for Lin Haogan's children, it is naturally a set of model puzzles, after all, he can never have too many.
On the day of the official meeting, Ji Xingchen realized that all his previous worries were completely unnecessary, because Ranfeng's family was more approachable than he thought.
Lin Haogan didn't say anything. The other family members, especially Ranfeng's parents, really did what they said. They seemed to have known him for a long time. They kissed him as if they were calling their own son. Treat him as an outsider.
Not only that, but Ranfeng's mother personally cooked Ji Xingchen a table of good dishes to entertain him. After the meal, she also pulled him to pull out the old photos of Ranfeng, and shared them with him one by one.
Ji Xingchen and Ranfeng met each other when they were eighteen years old.
Before the age of eighteen, he knew nothing.
However, in those vacant years, although Ji Xingchen did not have the opportunity to participate, but looking at the old photos that recorded the good times, it seemed to fill in the blank parts.
Dyeing mother is very careful and will write the date and a few words behind each photo.
The baby's 100-day commemoration, the baby's one-year-old commemoration, the baby's participation in the piano competition...
The story behind each photo, she will use short words to record one by one.
Ji Xingchen looked at them one by one, and it seemed that he also witnessed the growth of Ranfeng with his mother.
"Brother Feng can play the piano at such a young age?"
Ji Xingchen's eyes fell on the photo.
Little Ranfeng sat in front of the piano, dressed in a white suit, and played well.
Ran's mother pointed at the photo and smiled, "Yeah, but he didn't want to learn the piano when he was a child. He wanted to go to the teacher next door to play erhu and suona every day."
"Pulling the erhu and blowing the suona??" Ji Xingchen smiled in surprise, "This sounds cool, has he learned it?"
Ran's mother nodded with a smile, "I've learned, don't say that you played pretty well, but after the study time was tight, he didn't continue, and he didn't watch him pull it again later, I guess I've forgotten it now. "
Ji Xingchen rubbed his elbow lightly against Ranfeng who was sitting beside him and smiled, "Brother Feng, will you still?"
Being teased by Ji Xingchen, Ranfeng smiled confidently, "I will if you want to."
Ji Xingchen raised his eyebrows at him, "Then let me hear it?"
Ranfeng's mouth showed an unintelligible smile, "Go back and let you listen."
The dyed mother on the side watched the two children interact so intimately, and couldn't help but laugh.
After that, Ji Xingchen and Ran's mother watched a lot of albums together.
After reading it, he came to a conclusion, "Brother Feng, you looked a little cute when you were young."
Ranfeng raised her eyebrows and seemed unsatisfied, "Just a little?"
Ji Xingchen quickly changed his words, "It's not a little bit, it's very~very~ke~love~"
Then he repeated, "It's cute now too."
Seeing Ji Xingchen smiling so skinny, Ranfeng reached into Ji Xingchen's back neck and pinched his skin deliberately.
Ran's mother was overjoyed, "Xiao Feng was really cute when he was a child, but when he grew up, he became less cute and became more and more like his father."
Daddy Dye, who was looking at the phone and actually listened to the movement, coughed dryly, implying that his wife should talk about her son when she talked about her son, but don't cue yourself.
The atmosphere between Ji Xingchen and Ranfeng's family is extremely relaxed.
When Ji Xingchen was about to leave the next day, his mother gave him a big red envelope.
Ji Xingchen wanted to refuse, but was stopped by Ranfeng.
He whispered in Ji Xingchen's ear, "The first time I brought my love home, my parents gave the red envelope to show their recognition of you. They also gave it when my sister brought my brother-in-law back, take it."
After Ji Xingchen understood this meaning, he accepted the red envelope.
On the way home, he looked at the family's mother, Aite, who dyed maple. He told them to be careful and go home as much as possible. After replying to the other party, Ji Xingchen felt like he was dreaming.
"Brother Feng, I don't think it's real."
Ranfeng, who was waiting for the red street light, held his hand, "I'll get used to it gradually."
Ji Xingchen nodded, but still couldn't hold back his curiosity, "When you said that you like boys, did your uncle and aunt accept it directly?"
Ranfeng smiled and wrote lightly, "Of course not."
He was worried that Ji Xingchen would think too much, so he added, "But it was only against it for three months, and they accepted it smoothly later."
When Ranfeng spoke, his tone was extraordinarily relaxed, but Ji Xingchen knew that those days were definitely more difficult than he could imagine.
His mother once objected that he liked dyeing maple, and he understood how cruel torture it was to choose between relatives and love.
Similarly, parents too, they have accepted the concept of heterosexuality for so many years, but in the end they chose to compromise and tolerate, they must love their son very much.
Ji Xingchen held Ranfeng's hand tightly, "Thank you Brother Feng, and thank you uncle and aunt."
Ranfeng chuckled, "I suggest that I can replace my uncles and aunts with my parents in the future. My mother quietly gave me advice last night."
Ji Xingchen was surprised, "Just change your mouth?"
"Otherwise, it's impossible for me to bring a second person home in my life, or do you think it's better for us to change our tune after we get married?"
"marry?"
Ji Xingchen was a little confused by these two words that came out of nowhere.
He didn't expect Brother Feng to think so far...
Seeing the red light and jumping in the last five seconds, Ranfeng looked at Ji Xingchen, "Why, don't you want to marry me?"
Ji Xingchen shook his head, "No, I just think that we will be together forever after we like each other. I didn't expect you to think so far."
Ranfeng hugged Ji Xingchen and gently kissed the corner of his mouth.
"It's not far, we have a lifetime left."
After returning from Ranfeng's parents' house, Ji Xingchen suddenly remembered that Ranfeng was pulling the erhu, and urged him to listen to him.
Ranfeng agreed to let him listen to songs at night.
In the evening, Ji Xingchen followed Ranfeng to his music room with great interest, but he was undressed and pressed on the piano by the other party...
Ji Xingchen's hands pressed on the keys, and his fingertips fiddled with messy movements.
One after another, accompanied by strong bumps and blows, he had to work hard to support the piano with both hands to keep himself from falling.
Ji Xingchen looked at Ranfeng, the corners of his eyes were stained with misty water vapor because of his excitement, and the roots of his ears and neck were dyed pink.
"Aren't you... going to pull the erhu...?"
The broken words overflowed from his lips, Ranfeng bit his earlobe lightly, and the dull sound in his throat was rough.
"The same goes for the piano."
So he wanted to listen to Ji Xingchen, who dyed Feng and played the erhu, but was forced to listen to the piano for a long time in such a situation.
The next day his arms and waist were a little numb.
He was awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone when he wanted to sleep late.
Ji Xingchen reluctantly opened the text message, and the message above made him wake up directly—
Your recruitment review materials have been passed, congratulations on your successful registration.