Wang Chao wanted to see if this "good-looking" mixed-race kid was Liang Xi's son, but he didn't dare. Since Wang Jin didn't say anything, he definitely didn't want them to know, so he insisted on asking, saying Maybe Wang Jin will really turn his back on him.
His second brother's style of painting was incompatible with the rest of the family. Among other things, he could tell just by his accent. The only one in the family who spoke was Wang Jin, without a Northeast accent. Wang Chao and his eldest brother Wang Qi gradually changed after they came to Beijing to settle down. They still unconsciously picked up some accents when they got along with their parents, but Wang Jin did not. He had never lived in Northeast China since he was a child.
Wang Chao heard from his mother that not long after Wang Jin was born, their father was deceived and bought an iron mine. When they dug it up, they found it was full of stones. Millions of dollars were wasted, and they still owed a large sum of money. His mother ran here and there to raise funds, and it was inconvenient to take the crying little Wang Jin with him, so he was weaned after more than five months. He was placed in Beijing and entrusted to his grandparents to take care of him. Three or four years later, his father made a comeback and his business was booming. The couple were so busy that they had no time to take care of Wang Jin. Three or four years later, Wang Chao was born, and they had no time.
Therefore, Wang Jin is not very close to his parents.
However, the relationship between the three brothers is quite good. Wang Jin just doesn't talk much at home, and he didn't see anything wrong between him and his parents at first.
In the second year of Wang Jin's medical studies, he suddenly came out to his family, and was severely beaten by his father, who said that he would cut off the tuition and living expenses, and said in anger that he had never had this son.
Wang Jin knelt there straight and said something, you have always only regarded as having two sons.
In the next few years, he really never took a penny from his family. Wang Chao was still young at that time, so he didn't know what happened, but he felt that he rarely saw his second brother in those years.
Speaking of it, Wang Jin was also unlucky, he came out of the closet with his family so badly, but his partner was a scumbag, and the two broke up before graduation. Wang Jin has been frustrated for a long time, but the relationship with his family has gradually eased, as if nothing happened. Even until he was over thirty, he never had a serious relationship again, and his parents didn't dare to ask or urge him.
One year during the Spring Festival, when asked by enthusiastic relatives, Wang Jin said that he was a non-marriage advocate and had no plans to get married. The Wang family's parents nodded while being surrounded, saying that it's good that you are happy.
Wang Chao also thinks the same way. It doesn't matter whether the second brother is married or not, whether he is in the closet or outside the closet, whether he is really with a "child" who is ten years younger than him, as long as he is happy.
Yan Rong flipped through his mobile phone to read the New Year's greeting messages sent to him by his classmates, received more than a dozen red envelopes, and returned them all one by one.
In the circle of friends, the students are sharing the New Year's Eve dinner, which is rich and happy. Through the screen, they can feel that their family must be laughing and laughing at this time, and they are reunited.
An American classmate who just received a red envelope from him sent him a message: "Happy New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai! Will you come to the Spring Festival party tomorrow night?"
This party had already been decided before the holiday, and some of the students who stayed in China for the Spring Festival all expressed their intention to attend, and Yan Rong also said that he would consider it.
He replied: "I have something to do, so I can't go."
The classmate asked: "Have you returned to Sweden?"
He didn't want people to know that he was alone in the hospital, so he lied: "No, my dad has other arrangements, I hope you have fun."
The classmate said: "Okay, I wish you a good time too, see you at the beginning of school!"
Yan Rong has some childish self-esteem or vanity. His classmates all think that he is a child from an ordinary mixed-race family. No one knows that he is an orphan, adopted by a gay family, and that his two adoptive fathers are celebrities.
There was a soft knock on the door. He thought it was a nurse who came to see him, so he quickly hid his phone under the quilt and pretended to be sleeping.
"Pretending to be asleep again." It was Wang Jin's voice.
He opened his eyes and said, "Why didn't you go home with your brother?"
But Wang Jin could tell that there was a bit of twist in his words, and said with a smile: "I told my family not to go back in the evening when I went out in the morning. My mother was afraid that I wouldn't be able to eat well, so she asked him to bring me dumplings. You Thought I was leaving?"
Yan Rong looked at the thermos in his hand.
Wang Jin put the thermos on the bedside table, unscrewed the lid, and the scent wafted out.
Yan Rong said dissatisfied: "I can't eat, you did it on purpose."
Wang Jindao: "I can drink a little soup. The dumplings made by my mother, the soup is more delicious than the dumplings. Really, I won't lie to you."
Didn't lie to him, the soup tasted good, not just the dumpling taste, but seasoned with sesame oil and a bit of crushed seaweed.
After the operation, the gastrointestinal motility was very slow, and Yan Rong was not hungry, so he only drank a few spoonfuls and put it down.
After eating the dumplings, Wang Jin cleaned up, then turned on the TV, and watched the Spring Festival Gala with Yan Rong.
The Spring Festival Gala was not very good, but Yan Rong watched it very attentively.
Accompanied by the lively program, there was the sound of firecrackers and fireworks in the distance outside the window, and Wang Jin was holding a mobile phone beside him and "sighing".
The party was only halfway through when Yan Rong fell asleep.
Wang Jin turned off the sound of the TV, leaving only a small night light by the bed, turned off the sound of the mobile phone, and continued to "sigh".
When it was almost twelve o'clock, he wanted to call home, so he went out quietly.
He paid New Year's greetings to his parents on the phone, and his mother asked him if he could go back tomorrow morning. After thinking about it, he thought that Bai Tu and Liang Xi would still come, so he said, "It should be possible, maybe a little later."
His mother was very happy: "Then your dad and I won't go out, we will wait for you at home."
After making the phone call, he met colleagues and nurses on duty on the way back to the ward. Everyone wished each other a happy new year, and he returned to the ward.
Pushing open the door, a huge bright firework exploded in the sky not far from the window.
Yan Rong, who was standing by the window looking out, turned around, the light from the fireworks coated his outline with thin layers of silver, and the slender body unique to this age was wrapped in a slightly wider light blue Inside the hospital gown, there was something childish like stealing an adult's clothes, but it also had an inappropriate charm. It was easy for Wang Jin to think of his unpretentious and natural coquettishness when his clothes were scattered on the bed.
The fireworks are gone in a flash.
Yan Rong asked, "Where have you been?"
Wang Jin said: "Woke up by the sound of cannon?"
The two asked questions almost simultaneously.
Yan Rong realized that this question seemed to be dependent on Wang Jin, so she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and covered up: "There is a lot of cannonballs outside... Do you have any dedication?"
Yan Rong seldom showed shyness in front of him, which made his heart flutter, and suddenly hoped to keep this relationship with Yan Rong for a little longer, preferably until Yan Rong lost his attraction to him.
He helped Yan Rong to lie down, touched his cheek, and said softly: "You look so good in a hospital gown."
Yan Rong said: "Thank you, it's a pity that I just had an operation, you can't fuck me."
Wang Jin: "..."
Yan Rong raised the quilt a little higher, covering half of his face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and his voice was muffled under the quilt: "Then I'm going to sleep."
As hard as he tried to hide it, those blue eyes bent into crescents gave him away.
Wang Jindao: "I told you that I just want to sleep with you, but now I regret it."
Yan Rong's eyes widened.
Wang Jin laughed and said, "Not only do I want to sleep with you, the sofa, the floor, the balcony, the kitchen, the bathroom, my car, of course the ward, even your classroom, I want to sleep with you everywhere."
He bent down and kissed Yan Rong's forehead.
Yan Rong was stunned for a moment, and pulled the quilt higher, covering his whole head.
The sound of firecrackers outside the window gradually subsided, and the new year officially kicked off.
The flower buds of the bedside narcissus are slowly blooming in this coming Chinese New Year.