Objectively speaking, Ye Ji'an was not at a loss as to how to deal with the phone call from his younger brother. On the contrary, he practiced every year, and he was already experienced. The reason why he was so nervous might be attributed to the visit in the morning. . Some memories were triggered, so instincts followed, he just felt very uncomfortable, thinking about the tone he was about to hear, the things he was talking about, and the face on the other end of the signal, his impression was gradually blurred. , but it is very uncomfortable.
It was comfortable to lean against Liang Xiao, so he leaned on it. There were two men sitting on an ordinary high-back chair. Liang Xiao silently gave half of it to him. He was still eating food quietly. He pulled out the shrimp head and dipped the shrimp meat in the vinegar. Take it to heart, this also makes Ye Ji'an feel some kind of relaxation.
He pressed that green circle.
It was the mother's voice.
Long-lost Nanjing dialect, I asked him if he had eaten, if he was still working overtime, if Beijing was too cold, if he set off firecrackers, and even said Happy New Year to him. The weird feeling in Ye Ji'an's heart deepened. It was like replying to the leader's New Year's text message. He was numb but responded quickly, and responded with the same politeness to every polite sentence of his mother. Then came the father, the serious and reserved intellectual image that never seemed to change, at least in front of Ye Ji'an, he had been working to maintain it. He dryly said a few auspicious words, talked about his health, and gave some general guidance on work, and the receiver was handed back to his mother.
What about Ye Zhihong? Ye Ji'an asked.
While driving, take us to the restaurant. The mother replied, and the child's laughter came from the receiver. It was crunchy and should be being held in her arms.
Ye Ji'an's hand was also held. Liang Xiao remained calm, with the moistness of the boiled shrimp between his fingers, clasped his five fingers, leaned back on the chair, and looked at him quietly.
"Well, it's fun," Ye Ji'an smiled, "Tongtong, wechat wishes me a new year, and I'll give you New Year's money."
As soon as he finished speaking, the child bowed directly on the phone, the front teeth seemed to be leaking, and the tender voice skillfully said sweet words. When his relative, whom he had never met, was happy, he would give him a big hug. of.
Ye Ji'an quickly hung up the phone. The amount of the WeChat transfer was 2019. He put his mobile phone aside and turned to look at Liang Xiao, "This year, he should go to kindergarten and middle school."
Liang Xiao nodded and pinched his phalanx, "It's a little girl."
"It's cute, my mother likes girls. When I was pregnant, she told me every day that she wanted to give me a sister, and it would be tiring to have a boy." Ye Ji'an put her forehead on Liang Xiao's cheek and lowered her Eye, "Who knows."
After that, he raised his face again, and stared into Liang Xiao's eyes from a few inches away. It was a blatant and sudden invitation. Seeing Liang Xiao open his lips, he simply put his arms around his neck and kissed him. After kissing for a full five minutes, Liang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and responded with enthusiasm, his warm palm slipped into the hem of his clothes, the two didn't even separate for a second, and the chair began to creak when they kissed.
After the kiss, Ye Ji'an rubbed the corner of Liang Xiao's lips and sat back on his chair.
His lips were redder than shrimp.
The topic of family did not continue, Liang Xiao quickly made Ye Ji'an laugh, their legs crossed under the table, and they ate slowly on the table, until nearly ten o'clock, they drank the two bottles of beer. , the leftovers are put into a disposable lunch box, ready to feed the stray dogs downstairs the next day.
Afterwards, Ye Ji'an went to take a bath and washed the fumes from his body and the flour from his hair. Liang Xiao had already washed it in the afternoon. He piled the tableware and chopsticks into the sink, listened to the cross talk on the TV from a distance, and squatted in front of the cabinet to observe. After a while, I suddenly noticed something.
I used to own a dishwasher.
It's just that it is hidden deep, under the stove, you need to open the cabinet door to see it.
Thinking of the agony of dealing with those dishes and pots, Liang Xiao felt that the whole thing was quite stupid. Of course, you can't fall in love with something that has never been done in more than 20 years, even if you wash dishes with Ye Ji'an He felt happy, at best less miserable. Outside of work, Liang Xiao is a person who puts entertainment first. Of course, he threw all the tableware into the dishwasher, squeezed a lot of detergent, pressed a few buttons, and went back to the living room to sit cross-legged on the wool carpet. , it's warm and comfortable.
Max, who was full of cockroaches, lay happily on the coffee table, winking at him from time to time.
When Ye Ji'an came out of the bathroom, he just turned off the video his father posted a few hours ago, and shot the seabirds flying at night and the starry sky with few stars. Thinking that it was midnight in Hawaii, Liang Xiao didn't reply.
"Are you bored?" Ye Ji'an pointed to the Spring Festival Gala on TV, put down the hair-wiping bath towel, and hung it on the heating rack. He was naked, but he was wearing white sweatpants. Because the clothes were too conspicuous, he couldn't wear them out to exercise. Ye Ji'an took it as home clothes after impulse shopping. At this time, Liang Xiao stared at him. With a hot face, he picked up a grey sweetheart neck sweater from the sofa and put it on himself.
"I haven't watched it for many years," Liang Xiao said, "I think language programs are very interesting."
Ye Ji'an was a little surprised at first, but was immediately amused, stepped on his slippers, sat down beside Liang Xiao with bare feet, put a pillow behind his waist and folded his knees, "Come on," he quickly swiped his phone, "Forget it. Red envelopes were distributed in the group!"
"They are all urging you," Liang Xiao hugged him naturally, "I didn't urge you."
Ye Ji'an had already found Liang Xiao from the "Call Director Ye" that swiped on the screen. About 20 minutes ago, he didn't say a word of nonsense, just kept giving out red envelopes, and all ten of them were robbed. "Yeah, are you sending it for me?" He glared at Liang Xiao lightly, "I think they are about to call you dad."
"Can I be called Dad after receiving a red envelope?" Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on his toes, which were reddened by the hot water, and were trapped in the long, soft wool.
"Isn't it, there is already." Ye Ji'an focused on pointing to Liang Xiao who was recognizing his father, and sent out a series of red envelopes that he should have sent. Tradition, it's been like this for many years, he's used to being the current manager and it doesn't hurt. Now everyone was crying and screaming, saying that Director Ye had just gone on a date and finally came, and the arguing didn't delay opening the package, and the five thousand yuan was immediately divided up.
Ye Ji Anxin said, at any rate, leave some for me. It's better to grab a dime from your own than not get a dime at all. He has accumulated 999+ unread messages on WeChat, and he doesn't bother to read it. It's nothing more than polite words in the work group, and New Year's greetings sent by the group. He just wanted to put down his mobile phone to see Liang Xiao's favorite sketches, and the special reminder sounded. There is only one person set up.
WeChat transfer, 50,000 yuan.
Immediately after, another message popped up: the quota is exceeded, and 2000 will be added tomorrow.
Ye Ji'an didn't open it, and turned to look at the source of the news, "Why?"
Liang Xiao looked at him innocently, and said slowly, "I want to hear senior call me Dad, on the bed."
Ye Ji'an was stunned, for at least ten seconds, the smell of alcohol came back and forth between his lips and teeth, and after a while, he lost his mobile phone and pinched Liang Xiao's ear, "... Little Ancestor, I'm seven fucking years older than you, why? Is your age negative?" he roared while biting his ear, "I won't get it if you kill me, it's a matter of fucking dignity."
Liang Xiao hugged him and bit his Adam's apple in a hurry, "Then I also have the confidence to let the senior call it out."
Ye Ji'an gasped for a few breaths after being bitten, and suddenly lost his strength. He fell softly into Liang Xiao's arms, with his arms on the back of his shoulders, letting those slightly painful kisses spread to his collarbone. Xiao opened his sweetheart collar with the tip of his nose, and continued to go down. To be honest, he washed so slowly just now because he made some preparations according to the internet. If he did it to the end tonight, Ye Ji'an wouldn't think it was abrupt, not to mention that Feng Gong stepped down on TV, and the stage suddenly went away. Dream up, put on a lyrical song, this is not the right place and the right person.
At this moment, the phone rang, just as Ye Ji'an had slipped down and lay on his back on the carpet, just as Liang Xiao pressed on him and continued to kiss, rubbing his fingers on the waist of his trousers.
"Go ahead." The bell kept ringing, Liang Xiao sat up, wiped his lips and looked at him.
Ye Ji'an stood up and grabbed the mobile phone from the coffee table, rather impatient. Ye Zhihong is Ye Zhihong again.
"Hello?" He ruffled his half-dry hair, not angry.
The other party seemed to be very close, and Ye Ji'an didn't have much time to open his mouth. Soon his whole face became cold, and the smoky red also dissipated, "What do you mean by me, she is my niece, shouldn't I give out New Year's money? "
He pursed his lips and listened for a while, then he said again: "I know you can afford it, but at least, I call them parents, and I also have the obligation to support them." After a pause, he pressed the bridge of his nose and pressed the inside again. The glands in the corner of his eyes, "I don't want to fight with you every year because of this kind of thing. I put the money into my mother's card, so you can let her take care of herself. It's okay to be cheated out, as long as she is happy."
"Okay, go back and spend more time with them." This was the last sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ji'an didn't say a word for a long time.
"Do you still want to continue?" He seemed to have spent a lot of effort to ask.
Liang Xiao shook his head and looked at him attentively. There was no change in his eyes, "Is the senior willing to tell me? These things."
Ye Ji'an lowered his eyes and smiled, "Would you like to listen?"
Liang Xiao said seriously, "I've always wanted to hear it."
Ye Ji'an was silent for a while, brushing his messy hair, and then he spoke, his tone was as calm as the morning meeting at 9:30 every day, but his voice was hoarse, "That's right, they are not my biological parents, my brother is My own, I was adopted when I was three years old, and my younger brother was born when I was seven years old."
Liang Xiao nodded and quietly handed him a cup of black tea.
Ye Ji'an cherished this quietness. He didn't need Liang Xiao to say anything, let alone show any surprise or sympathy, and Liang Xiao just understood his thoughts. After drinking half a glass, he added, "I was in that orphanage before, the one I went to in the morning. It's been there since the beginning. There's no point in looking for my biological parents, and I don't want to." He began to press the inner corner of his eye again. "Everyone has a period of rebelliousness. I feel that after I have my own children, they will treat me badly, and I also thought about running away from home, but I found it to be meaningless. People are not in a hurry to find me at all. Go back and ask yourself for no fun. From then on, I study hard, I want to go to the best university in other places, and then work outside and settle down and never go back. I have done it now." He smiled again, "Inspirational story."
Liang Xiao raised his hands and stroked his eyebrows, "I know that senior is very powerful. I've always thought that way."
Ye Ji'an's brows stretched out, but her eyelashes drooped down, "I think about it now, and I feel very boring. What can I be so angry about? People have eaten and drank less, and raised me like this now. , I feel embarrassed when I go back, and I don’t know how to do it, so I just want to do my filial piety, at least like they did to me when I was a child, I can’t lose them with money. Then my younger brother is anxious for me every year, telling me Don't send money back."
Liang Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
Ye Ji'an thought about it seriously, "He was smarter than me since he was a child, and he often won various prizes in competitions. I have always been very proud. Now that the salary is quite high, he feels that he can fully support the family, and he does not want to recognize me as a brother. He felt that I made money to pity them and wanted to stand on the moral high ground and judge them."
Liang Xiao was slightly stunned.
Ye Ji'an smiled again, "I don't have any such thoughts at all. I just think... "
He couldn't go on.
Liang Xiao put Ye Ji'an's hand in his palm and waited silently for him.
Ye Ji'an choked for a moment, and finally said, "I just think that if there is no contact at all, if I work hard, I will not do it, and they will not do anything, and it is estimated that they will not take the initiative to contact them. Me, it's like we're not family at all."
Liang Xiao asked softly, "Do you think they are family now, seniors?"
Ye Ji'an stared at the ground and nodded, "It's still."
Liang Xiao asked again, "Then do you think they love you?"
Ye Ji'an raised his eyes blankly, "This kind of question is meaningless."
"Meaningful," Liang Xiao insisted, "Families will love each other."
"Don't say that." Ye Ji'an's fingers curled up in his palm, holding them up lightly, as if he was dangling with strength, not daring to put all the weight on it.
"I understand that seniors want to make them remember you and love you through hard work and dedication, but what they get is fake," Liang Xiao grabbed Ye Ji'an's wrist, and then slid on his forearm and forearm. On the shoulders, "For more than ten years, the seniors just refused to understand this truth. But you are worthy of love. You don't need to lower yourself and beg others."
Ye Ji'an just sat there stiffly, chin closed, breathing up and down.
For a few moments, his expressionless face was like weeping.
"If someone loves you, that's someone else's business. You don't need to work hard. Go and help him," Liang Xiao said slowly and methodically, wrapping the back of Ye Ji'an's head and hugging the person in front of him. " Just like I hope my predecessors love me, it is also because of the person who loves me. I have thrown everything and my clothes have taken off. I stand on the earth before Adam and Eve. I still want you to love me, not because of what I have done. ."
"I… "
Liang Xiao was not in a hurry, he hugged the person slowly, and waited for him to speak.
"... There was no such person before." Ye Ji'an finally said, with the tip of his nose on the side of his neck, his voice muffled.
"What kind of person?"
"Yes, the person who loves me..." The word love is too hard to say, Ye Ji'an said it, and took a few deep breaths, "Tell me about the person who is worthy."
Liang Xiao seemed to be smiling, "Is it there now?"
Ye Ji'an nodded heavily and buried his face in Liang Xiao's arms, "Yes."
Liang Xiao gently kissed the top of his hair, "Then remember this."
They hugged like this for a long time. For a long time, the programs on the TV changed one after another, and even the distant sound of firecrackers could be heard from downstairs. Ye Ji'an didn't know what time it was. All he knew was that he was crying in that embrace. He was very careful and content. He only cried a little, then stopped. His eyes were probably swollen, and the tears dried on his face. , there is no sound.
Liang Xiao seemed to have picked the right time, picked up his face and started to kiss him, seeing all his appearance.
"Wait..." Ye Ji'an pushed him, "I'll wash my face, it's so ugly."
Liang Xiao's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "I think the senior is very good-looking. Can a little beer make people talk nonsense?"
Ye Ji'an burst out laughing, "The mouth is covered with honey again."
Liang Xiao still held his face in the same way, and said in a sincere tone, "It's beautiful." He squeezed the back of Ye Ji'an's neck again, followed the spine, and touched down inch by inch, "I think about it... catch the subway and run. The messy bangs look good. The stubble that is too late to shave off after working overtime looks good. The dark circles now look good too."
Ye Ji'an was heartbroken when he heard it. He felt that he couldn't be served by others and did nothing, so he tentatively put his hand into the hem of Liang Xiao's sweater, and felt it from his abdominal muscles to the waist of his trousers. A hot air leaned against his ear, so close, Liang Xiao's dry voice made him dizzy, as if he suddenly sat on a cloud, "I can fuck you better."