Wang Jin handed over the phone.
Yan Rong unlocked the phone, read the unread messages, smiled a little, and typed quickly with his fingers to reply to the other party. He didn't know what he said to the other party, and the expression on his face became very rich.
Wang Jin took a few glances, then turned his head away, and sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Yan Rong. He also looked at his mobile phone absent-mindedly, with some unspeakable confusion in his heart.
He is jealous of ben, and Yanrong is jealous of Congcong, but they are two different kinds of jealousy.
In the past, he had always hoped that Yan Rong could socialize more with his peers, and hoped that through good interpersonal relationships, Yan Rong would become cheerful and optimistic. Now things are developing very well in the direction he hoped, and the other he expected An inevitability has gradually emerged—Yan Rong will meet people with similar interests and similar ages, and these people can give Yan Rong happiness that he cannot give.
Yanrong has a beautiful and cute appearance, and occasionally reveals a charming natural sexiness. For those boys who are ignorant and unstable, it is only a slap in the face that they accidentally fall into a youthful and fanatical obsession to go.
They are close to the water, can see Yanrong all the time, have a lot of opportunities to approach him, please him, play football with him, take him to play games, study together and compete together, day after day, trying to use full of youth The hormones of the breath captured him, invaded him.
Wang Jin doesn't think this kind of thinking is extreme. If he is the same age as Yan Rong, he will only do more. Assuming he could go back to high school and have a male classmate like Yan Rong by his side, the time when he was beaten up by his father may have been several years earlier.
But now he can't do anything, even the courage to come out has been paid in advance to the wrong person. The happiness and satisfaction he can give Yan Rong is only due to his age and rich experience. Even if he has never been with him before, Yan Rong will still be able to experience those sensory stimulations in the future. He got Yanrong's delicate and beautiful body, and his passionate love, but he couldn't give Yanrong anything that others couldn't give him.
The two of them were close at hand, but Wang Jin suddenly became extremely pessimistic.
After replying to ben's late-night emotional consultation, Yan Rong threw the phone beside the pillow, then came over and hugged Wang Jin's waist from behind, and asked, "'Daddy', what are you thinking?"
Wang Jin: "...don't bark anymore."
Yan Rong touched his abdominal muscles with his hands, and said with a smile: "Only bark on the bed, and stop barking when you get down, okay?"
Wang Jin grabbed the mischievous hand. The young man's bones hadn't fully grown, and the small hand was indistinguishable from male and female. The fingers were slender and round, and the palm was soft and slippery, and the palm was hot. He grabbed that hand and put it on his heart, breathed out silently, and his depressed mood calmed down a little.
Yan Rong touched Wang Jin's chest muscles and felt the heartbeat inside. He thought it was Wang Jin who was teasing him again, so he put his arms around Wang Jin's neck, stuck his whole body on his back, and kissed him passionately When his lips touched the short stubble beard that would appear at night, he was not afraid of pricking it. He even stretched out his soft pink tongue to lick the hard beard stubble, making Wang Jin's left chin wet. .
Wang Jin smiled and said, "I have a clingy kitten."
The kitten said: "I'm not a kitten, I'm a big tiger." After finishing speaking, he imitated the "roar, woo, woo, woo" from the throat of a beast, which was extremely cute.
Although I don't know why he acted so coquettishly all of a sudden, but Wang Jin liked his appearance very much, so he answered funnyly, "Shouldn't it be Simba the lion?"
Yan Rong also remembered comparing him to Mufasa, and said with a smile, "'Dad', I have something to tell you."
Wang Jin said: "What?"
Yan Rong said: "I want to go to Ben's house to watch the Champions League final tomorrow night."
Wang Jin: "..."
After being coquettish for a long time, was it because he was afraid that he would not agree
He asked, "Ben invited you alone?"
Yan Rong said: "No, there are a few other classmates who often play football together in school."
Wang Jin did not express his opinion immediately.
Yan Rong shook him in his arms, and asked expectantly: "Can I go?"
Wang Jin smiled and said, "Of course."
Yan Rong cheered, hugged him even harder, and said happily: "I knew you would agree."
Wang Jin just didn't have a reason to say "no". Yan Rong spends almost every weekend with him, and it's perfectly normal to occasionally live the spare time that one should have at this age.
He couldn't be like Yanrong, who was open and frank to a Congcong who came out of nowhere, and could eat all kinds of vinegar, but he was sour because of that German boy a few weeks ago, but Always can't say anything.
Because he knows too well, what he envies is not ben, what he envies is ben's youth that is enough to match Yan Rong.
He has always been selfish, hoping that Yan Rong can grow up slowly, only when Yan Rong grows up slowly, can he age slowly and give Yan Rong a longer company.
Age is too cruel a topic, Yan Rong is too young, he is so naive, he doesn't understand this at all, Wang Jin doesn't want him to understand so early.
Everyone has to say goodbye to innocence sooner or later, and on the day of saying goodbye, you will really grow up.
The next night, after dinner, he sent Yan Rong to Ben's house, and Yan Rong even wore a Real Madrid jersey.
When they parted, he asked Yan Rong: "What time will I pick you up tomorrow?"
Yan Rong said in broken Northeast dialect: "You have come to pick me up, I can go back when I wake up."
Wang Jin said: "I don't go to work tomorrow, it's fine."
Yan Rong thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you when I wake up, come and pick me up, and we'll go to the movies together."
Wang Jin agreed, and Yan Rong asked him again: "Remember to bring me a change of clothes, I don't wear the jersey to go to the movies."
Wang Jin said, "You look good in whatever you wear."
Yan Rong also felt that he was good-looking, so he was proud, and said: "It's not romantic at all to go to the movies and wear a jersey. Straight men only wear it that way. I'm a little gay."
Wang Jin couldn't help laughing, he went to work today, Yan Rong and Wang Chao stayed at home all day and learned a lot of messy things.
A few classmates who had already arrived sent voice messages at Ben's house to remind them, and Yan Rong also voiced back: "Hold on, it's here."
He hurriedly got out of the car, waved at Wang Jin backwards, and said, "Drive slowly."
Wang Jin didn't sleep well all night, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Yan Rong jumping happily in front of his eyes wearing a Real Madrid jersey.
In the morning, he woke up on time at seven o'clock, got up and prepared breakfast, and watched the world while eating. When he saw the report of Real Madrid winning the Champions League last night, he couldn't help but smile. Yan Rong must be very happy last night .
After eating and cleaning up, he took the time to mow the lawn in the yard before it was too hot, and also trimmed the two rhododendrons by the way.
At ten o'clock, Wang Chao ran down from the upstairs and went out in a hurry to record an impromptu variety show. This was the first time he had to show his face in public after returning from Tibet.
At half past twelve, Yan Rong still hasn't called back.
Wang Jin can't sit still, will Yan Rong forget the appointment yesterday? Are you playing with your classmates again? Is it impossible to fall asleep after watching the ball and still not wake up
He called the phone, and it took more than 30 seconds for the phone to be picked up. Yan Rong was actually still asleep, and he was stunned by the voice: "Hmm... Wang Jinzhou?"
Wang Jindao: "Are you still asleep? It's almost one o'clock, aren't your classmate's parents at home?"
Yan Rong didn't even think about it, and said, "Whose parents? I don't know."
Wang Jindao: "I'll go pick you up now, come back to sleep, it's impolite to sleep late at someone's house."
Yan Rong responded lightly: "Okay."
Wang Jin went downstairs to Ben's house, called Yan Rong, sat in the car, saw him staggering out, got into the car slowly, his jersey was crumpled... and smelled of alcohol .
Wang Jin frowned and said, "Have you been drinking?"
Yan Rong covered his eyes with his hands, and said, "Drink a little, 6:4, I'm so happy."
People who haven't slept well will feel that the sun is particularly dazzling. Wang Jin took his own sunglasses to put on for him, and said, "It smells so strong, did you drink a little?"
Yan Rong said: "It's really not much, it's still beer."
Wang Jin saw that he was not in good spirits, so he stopped talking and took him home to catch up on sleep.
This sleep was very heavy, it was dark, and Wang Chao had come back, but he still hadn't woken up.
Wang Jin went upstairs to see him, fearing that he would suffer from dehydration, so he held his neck and the back of his head and fed him half a glass of water.
His mobile phone fell in front of the bedside table, probably because he was too sleepy to throw it away, and he didn't know it fell to the ground.
Wang Jin helped him pick it up, and there was another series of WeChat messages on the lock screen, sent by a person named "Kung Fu Carpenter O'Neill". Wang Jin has almost figured out how these boys choose WeChat names. Ben is called "Benjamin the Knee King", Yan Rong is called "Ian the Abdominal Thief", and this "Kung Fu Carpenter" is probably also named after playing football O'Neill's little friend, probably because he likes Chinese Kung Fu.
O'Neill said: "Look at this video hahaha."
"Take care of me."
"If you ignore me again, I will send it to our class."
"I sent it."
"It's really hot."
"Don't regret it."
Finally, there is a message from "Benjamin the Knee King": "Have you watched the video sent by oneal?" It also has a shy expression.
Wang Jin was curious, what video? Yanrong's phone didn't have a lock screen password, so he couldn't help it, so he clicked on it.
In the video, several boys, including Yan Rong, are wearing Real Madrid jerseys. There is a pile of beer cans on the coffee table, and several people are yelling in English: "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"
Yan Rong was sitting on the sofa with a flushed face. I don't know if it was because he was drinking or because he was shy. Ben sat next to him, raised his middle finger in the direction of the camera, and suddenly turned around and squeezed Yan Rong's chin and kissed him. After that, the video There was a mess of booing and whistling, and the mobile phone that was filmed was shaking violently, but it seemed that the kissing scene over there was ambiguous and intense.
Wang Chao ordered spicy crayfish to take out again, and the delivery man brought them to the door. He brought the shrimp in, and before he put it down, he saw Wang Jin coming down from the stairs with a dark face, holding the car keys, and was about to go out. look.
He asked: "What are you doing so late? Do you want to eat shrimp?"
Wang Jin glanced at him and said, "Let's go, I'll buy you a drink."
Wang Chao's brows were beaming with joy, and he also wanted to get drunk to relieve his worries. It would be nice to have a companion together, but he asked strangely, "Brother, didn't you never drink before?"
Wang Jin said: "You didn't engage in foundation before."
Wang Chao: "..."
Drink as long as you drink, why do you want to expose other people's short stories.