Su Xingchen looked at his hand which was snatched back by the house owner, and said in embarrassment, "This gentleman really knows how to joke." He didn't know what else to do except smooth things over like this.
However, the owner of the house is really venomous as always. Although Mr. Han is very young and handsome, he insists on calling him a greasy middle-aged man.
Su Xingchen, even a fool, can tell that these two people don't get along.
"Two gentlemen, let's go up together." Su Xingchen tried hard to control the heated atmosphere.
…but no one seemed to be listening to him.
Han Muke and Yu Fengxing, two equally tall and straight men, stood opposite each other, neither would give in to the other; two eyes that looked like sword lights collided fiercely in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.
"Don't go too far." Han Muke approached Yu Fengxing and warned in a low voice, "I respect that you are my father's student, but that doesn't mean you can meddle in my private affairs."
Over the years, Professor Han always liked to bring Yu Fengxing home for dinner during festivals, and he forged a good relationship with the Han family after coming and going.
Professor Han and Mrs. Han's love for Yu Fengxing, Han Muke didn't bother to be jealous, but Yu Fengxing was very cunning and insidious, and he was completely different in front of his elders than in front of him!
Anyway, Han Muke doesn't appreciate Yu Fengxing, who is as sharp as a lone wolf. Even if Yu Fengxing succeeds in starting a business in City S after leaving Beijing, and even ranks among the top 30 richest people in the country this year, it still can't change his opinion of Yu Fengxing.
What's more, later on, Yu Fengxing also broke the fact that Han Muke was gay, and from then on, every time Yu Fengxing looked at Han Muke, he always took a look at trash and scum.
This is very unfair to Yu Fengxing, he doesn't have a problem with gays at all, he just has a problem with Han Muke's behavior of an old beast who only picks young boys.
Yu Fengxing didn't care about Han Muke's warning, and said: "I didn't meddle in your private affairs, I meddled in his private affairs."
Following Yu Fengxing's words, Su Xingchen saw a finger pointing at himself.
Su Xingchen: "..."
what's going on!
"Oh? What's your relationship?" Han Muke's questioning object this time was changed to Su Xingchen who had a face of "Fate has finally laid hands on me".
It hurt the fish in the pond.
Su Xingchen thought to himself.
But Mr. Han looked as if he was about to faint from the owner's anger. As one of the victims who also experienced how angry the owner's mouth was, Su Xingchen was too embarrassed to stand by and watch.
"Mr. Han, this is also the first time that Mr. Yu and I have met." Su Xingchen thought he was tactful, "But I hit it off with Mr. Yu immediately."
It's always true to say that.
Han Muke froze immediately, his handsome and dignified face was extraordinarily wonderful.
Those star-like eyes took a deep look at Su Xingchen: "So it's the first time we met..." He, the person Han Muke has a crush on, once met Yu Fengxing and said that it was like old friends at first sight, and he still knew that Yu Fengxing was with him. If you don't deal with it, it can be said to be very heart-wrenching.
"Let's go." Yu Fengxing raised his hand and patted Su Xingchen's shoulder: "I'll take you up."
"Hmm." Su Xingchen had a small calculation in his heart, instead of leaving directly with Yu Fengxing, he looked at Han Muke and said, "Mr. Han, please go first."
There is a difference between closeness and closeness. As a guest, I can't lose face to Mr. Han. This is a very simple truth.
In a word, it turned Han Muke's mood into a bright one, and he was no longer angry at Yu Fengxing's disturbance: "Well, let's go." He was also worried about Su Xingchen, and there was no reason for the two of them to compete, making Su Xingchen uncomfortable in the middle .
Su Xingchen nodded, looked up at the owner of the house with a gloomy face, and sighed in his heart, these rich people have worse tempers one by one.
"Mr. Yu." Su Xingchen said to him, "You go first?"
Big Boss Yu, who had a displeased face just now, saw Su Xingchen's cautious expression, and was slightly taken aback, and then felt that he was childish, caring about something with a pitiful little brother.
"It doesn't matter, you go first." Yu Fengxing loosened his brows and returned to his usual appearance, arrogant and indifferent, as if nothing in the world could be seen.
"Okay." Su Xingchen did not refuse, and stayed behind Han Muke not too far away, and after walking a few steps, he quietly turned his head to see if the owner of the house had followed.
This small peeping action fell into Yu Fengxing's eyes without missing a beat.
This made Mr. Yu, who didn't want to continue to meddle in other people's affairs, follow up with concern.
Speaking of which, Yu Fengxing, who should be reminded, has already reminded, and he also intervened when he shouldn't intervene. Just like this, the other party is still in Han Muke's hands, and he deserves it.
Mr. Yu thought about this with a blank face, and followed up in three steps and two steps, and found that Marshmallow, who was a head shorter than himself after sitting down, only reached his shoulders when he stood up...
"How old are you?" Yu Fengxing asked.
The young man, who seemed to have heard this question before, paused: "Huh?" This question is very familiar, and Su Xingchen can be sure that this is not the first time the owner of the house asks.
Yu Fengxing didn't notice Marshmallow's sudden stop, so he just slammed straight into it, and the strong and hard chest knocked him into a stagger...
"..." Su Xingchen panicked, but fortunately he was flexible and stabilized in time.
Only then did Yu Fengxing help him from behind: "Why are you so careless?" Yu Fengxing put on an elder face, and was extremely patient with Su Xingchen, even helped Su Xingchen pick up his backpack and returned it to him.
"...Thank you." Su Xingchen patted his still beating heart with lingering fear.
But... Is this accident really my own carelessness
No, obviously the owner of the house bumped into it...
But Su Xingchen carefully glanced at the tall man with a chest as hard as iron, twitched the corners of his mouth, and chose to keep his mouth shut for safety.
"Are you in high school?" Yu Fengxing continued to ask Su Xingchen's age.
It may be related to Han Muke, he seems to be very talkative.
"Going to college." Su Xingchen put on his backpack and felt that the scene was very familiar.
"That's only in his teens?" Yu Fengxing glanced at the youthful boy with clear and righteous eyes.
"Nineteen." Su Xingchen said, "What about you?" He looked back curiously.
How old is this house owner who has accomplished so much at such a young age
"Twenty-seven." Yu Fengxing returned to the topic and said, "Han Muke is thirty years old and has had many ex-boyfriends." He looked at Su Xingchen's fair and handsome face, which was more youthful, and said meaningfully: "Do you understand?"
Su Xingchen shook his head blankly, then nodded again: "Yes."
Why did the owner tell himself this
Is the owner homophobic
Walking to the door of Mr. Han's bedroom, Yu Fengxing reminded Su Xingchen in a low voice: "Grandpa Han likes children very much, so you don't have to be nervous."
Su Xingchen also replied in a low voice: "Thank you, and I'm not a child."
"Tch." Yu Fengxing chuckled lightly, as if he didn't want to argue with the children.
Su Xingchen, who was not good at words, could only laugh awkwardly.
The 90-year-old Mr. Han, sitting in a wheelchair, seems to be in good spirits.
"Grandpa." Han Muke walked up to the old Mr. Han, squatted down and held his grandfather's wrinkled hands: "How do you feel now? Is there any discomfort?" He asked while helping Grandpa tidy up his clothes.
Old Mr. Han is old, and he experienced a cerebral vascular blockage a year ago, which caused his speech ability to decline, and he was unresponsive. He nodded to his grandson, but looked at the door, his eyes were clearer than before.
"Xingchen, come here." Han Muke said to Su Xingchen, ignoring Yu Fengxing as if on purpose.
Su Xingchen walked over slightly awkwardly, and bowed to the old Mr. Han who was sitting in the wheelchair: "Grandpa Han, hello, my name is Su Xingchen." He raised his head, thinking that today is Mr. Han's birthday, he bowed heavily again. He made a bow: "Today is your birthday, this junior wishes you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."
Old Mr. Han is only slow in his actions, and his mind is still clear. At this moment, he saw a big boy with a serious face, red lips and white teeth standing in front of him to celebrate his birthday. He was so happy that he pulled out a smile: "Okay..."
"Grandpa." Han Muke wanted to talk about Su Xingchen sending blood ganoderma all the way, but Mr. Han looked away from Su Xingchen and turned to the handsome young man with a calm temperament at the door.
"Yu... Yu..." Mr. Han waved to the door with joy in his eyes.
Anyone can see that Mr. Han loves Yu Fengxing.
"Grandpa Han." Yu Fengxing walked over without hesitation, half-kneeling on the other side of Mr. Han, holding Mr. Han's warm hand: "I just came to see you now, I'm sorry."
"No, I'm here... okay." Mr. Han looked at Yu Fengxing benevolently with his eyes, making the people around him nodding in emotion: "You... now, okay, happy..."
Yu Fengxing held Mr. Han's hand tightly and nodded: "It's as long as you are happy."
"No..." Mr. Han hurriedly shook his head like a misunderstood child, pointing at Yu Fengxing's chest: "You, happy..."
Yu Fengxing was taken aback for a moment, then suppressed the enthusiasm in his eyes, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, Grandpa Han." He patted the back of Mr. Han's hand, and promised in a tight voice: "Don't worry , I will be happy."
Mr. Han got the promise, nodded with peace of mind, and smiled openly and kindly.
"Grandpa." Han Muke regained Mr. Han's attention softly, leaned into his grandfather's ear and said slowly: "Xingchen has a gift for you, and that is his wish."
Su Xingchen, who heard his name, hurriedly opened his backpack, took out a simple log box made for him by Uncle Niu, and held it in his hand with a smile on his face.
When Mr. Han turned his eyes to himself, Su Xingchen took two steps forward cautiously, with a soft and clear voice: "Grandpa Han, a few days ago, I accidentally rescued a pair of monkey mother and child who were entangled in a python on the mountain. Give me two ganoderma lucidums as a general gift; I respect you very much, and I hope you will be in good health." As he spoke, the young man who had no relatives in this world smiled with emotion: "This box is one of the ganoderma lucidums, The younger generation brought you a birthday celebration, please accept it."
Facing the boy who was bending over to him, Mr. Han listened to the story he brought, and saw his heart. Mr. Han's eyes were like pools of pools, his expression was slightly moved, and he stretched out his hand to hold Su Xingchen's hand holding the gift, and his lips Kaihe: "Okay, you... good boy."
Mr. Han said the word "good boy" fluently, and repeated it tirelessly: "Good boy."
Su Xingchen lost his composure a little, lowered his head feeling ashamed, and looked up embarrassedly: "Grandpa Han." He felt that Mr. Han was rubbing his hand, so he shook it back.
Thousands of words, only one sentence: "You take care of your body."
Mr. Han said vaguely: "In the future, there will be promise..."
Su Xingchen nodded: "Okay, I will work hard and not let you down."
Mr. Han: "Okay... go to school?"
Su Xingchen smiled: "Well, I'm in the sophomore year." Some things were hidden, after all, it would only increase troubles.
Mr. Han looked kindly, and asked some other questions. Although he couldn't speak clearly, he could only utter a few words, but Su Xingchen reckoned that he could make a good guess.
One old and one young, it is also a miracle to talk about this day in a daze.
Mr. Han: "Dad, work?"
This is to ask, what is the job of Su Xingchen's father.
Su Xingchen said truthfully: "I used to do a small business, but I stopped doing it later."
Mr. Han nodded, and asked again: "Mom?"
Su Xingchen shook his head, said with a slight smile, "My father said that I was sent by a balloon from Foreigner Street."
Mr. Han & Yu Fengxing & Han Muke: "..."