Duan Shumin called over and asked them, "Is the Shanghai market cold?"
Duan Yuche said, "It's okay."
"What did you eat tonight?"
"Eat whatever you want." By the way, I watched the night scene, took a walk, passed the video game city and went in to play for a while. Cao Feng grabbed a doll for him and took a taxi back.
"Remember to put on clothes when you go out at night, otherwise you will catch a cold."
"it is good."
"Go to bed early, don't stay up late."
"it is good… "
Cao Feng listened to Duan Yuche talking on the phone, and noticed that his perfunctory behavior seemed to be a recent matter, and the relationship between father and son seemed to have deteriorated.
Before going to bed, Cao Feng also took a very careful shower. He washed very cleanly, used the body lotion from the hotel, and put on pajamas after wiping his body fragrantly.
He felt that his body should not stink. After all, he likes to be clean and takes a bath every day, but a scent is always more pleasing.
He leaned against the head of the bed, turned on the TV, and waited for Duan Yuche to come out.
Cao Feng usually doesn't watch TV dramas, he likes news and legal programs, but Cao Feng's attention is not on TV at all. He turned to look at the bathroom. It was a transparent glass partition. The sound of water reached his ears.
The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was very high, and Cao Feng couldn't help fantasizing some messy images in his mind. He didn't know why he thought of those things.
The cold air that was close to zero outside blew in. The room they lived in was very high, but it was not the tallest building in the city. Cao Feng looked at the night scene of the city, with a confused look in his eyes.
He dug out the photo he took in the afternoon, took it out and looked at it for a while, when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, he immediately put the photo back in place to hide it.
Duan Yuche came out of the bathroom with wet hair and said, "Breakfast stops at ten o'clock, so we can just get up at nine o'clock,"
He sat on the bed and wiped his hair: "Where's the remote control?"
Cao Feng looked for him: "What do you want to see?"
Duan Yuche began to change channels one by one, and none of them seemed satisfied. The towel was placed on top of his head, and the slightly open collar of his thin pajamas could see the boy's translucent skin under the soft light. Cao Feng stayed beside him for a long time, until Duan Yuche noticed it and felt strange: "Cao Feng, are you in a military position?"
"No..." Cao Feng's throat moved, "Xiao Che, have you ever slept in a bed with someone else?"
"Yes, with Vic, and Zhou Zeliang." Duan Yuche looked at him: "How about I go to sleep on the sofa?"
"No, that's not what I meant. The bed is big enough for the two of us to sleep well. I'm just afraid that my snoring will disturb you."
"Are you still snoring?" Duan Yuche looked at him beside the curtain, his body was as straight as a benchmark, so tall, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and gentle.
"I don't know if I can fight. If I... disturb you, wake me up and I'll go to sleep outside."
"Okay, come up, don't catch a cold."
There was no channel that satisfied Duan Yuche. He tuned a sketch and watched it boringly. It was about a woman who suspected a man of cheating. In the end, he found out that it was a misunderstanding. The man secretly subsidized the children in the hospital, often The contact person is a female nurse.
Duan Yuche thought thoughtfully: "Cao Feng, do you think that my dad has been a little too busy with work recently, why doesn't he come home all the time?"
Cao Feng: "..."
"I-I didn't notice." He was a little nervous.
The flickering light of the TV shone on Duan Yuche's face, his eyes seemed empty, he didn't know whether to tell himself or Cao Feng: "My parents are like the relationship, if my dad If he falls in love with someone and doesn't love going home, I can't blame him, if he falls in love with someone else and has a child with her, will he not love me in the future?" "No." Cao Feng could only answer mechanically.
"You can't be so arbitrary, you have to admit it, it's all possible," Duan Yuche's eyes dimmed, "If he doesn't love me anymore, what should I do?"
Cao Feng stared at the change in his expression, and it seemed that everyone understood his mood. He felt a sudden pain in his heart. He didn't want to see his brother like this, he wanted to see him smile. "...Little Che." Cao Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand holding the remote control, "Brother loves you."
Duan Yuche looked at him, Cao Feng's expression was serious and his eyes focused, as if expressing a promise. He smiled suddenly, although he didn't care very much, Cao Feng's words still comforted him: "Thank you brother."
The lethality of this sentence is no different from the typhoon "Likima" sweeping the coast. Cao Feng's face immediately turned red, and the heavy heartbeat could not be suppressed: "No thanks."
After a while, his hair was dry, and Duan Yuche lay down to sleep. He recognized the problem of the bed, which made it difficult for him to fall asleep outside the home. Usually, he would close his eyes when he couldn't carry it.
As for Cao Feng, because there was no waist knife under the pillow, he seemed to be missing something. It was his amulet.
The two of them lay on one side, each not moving.
When he fell asleep, Duan Yuche grabbed the quilt unconsciously, Cao Feng woke up cold, moved an inch to the center of the big bed, and got into the quilt.
In less than a minute, he felt Duan Yuche's legs hanging from his body.
Cao Feng did not move.
Immediately after, Duan Yuche's arm also came up, he held his breath, and his body was stiff.
Duan Yuche kept holding him like this, Cao Feng didn't dare to move, thinking in his heart that his younger brother likes boys, so this...isn't it good. No, no, he was Xiao Che's elder brother, even if it wasn't a kiss, he was still an elder brother. It was completely normal for family members to hug each other.
Cao Feng had hugged him before. He knew that this child was very comfortable to hold in his arms, because he smelled so good, and he didn't resist you. If you hug him, he will depend on you, as if he is completely dependent on you.
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In the morning, when the alarm rang, Cao Feng stretched out his hand to press it, he sat up, and his brother had already rolled over to the other side of the bed.
He went into the bathroom, took off his dirty shorts, and struggled for a few seconds whether to throw it away or wash it.
It costs a few bucks to buy one anyway.
But Cao Feng himself couldn't stand the smell, it was very strong. He slept with Xiao Che in his arms last night, as if he had a dream that he shouldn't have.
He washed his underwear and hung it on the railing above the bathtub.
Duan Yuche came in at this time, rubbing his eyes, motioning him to let him go, to rinse his mouth.
Cao Feng asked to open the sink, and Duan Yuche suddenly said, "This bathroom has a strange smell, don't you think?"
Cao Feng: "..."
Duan Yuche closed his eyes and described: "It's either smelly or weird." He went out with his toothbrush in his mouth.
Cao Feng raised his head and glanced at his trousers, turned on his ventilation, and followed him out: "Little Che."
"Um."
"You... don't sleep with other men in the same bed." Cao Feng said, feeling that this request was a bit unreasonable, "I mean, don't be with ordinary friends, you can..." Boyfriend.
He couldn't say those three words.
Duan Yuche didn't wake up and didn't understand what he meant, so he said "oh".
Cao Feng laughed, thinking that Tommy was very obedient.
After breakfast, the two took a taxi and went out for a walk. The driver recommended a few places to visit, and they all went. The original Duan Yuche wanted to pick up his aunt at the airport, but the aunt sent him a message saying that the organizer Arranged a car to pick them up, so he didn't need to make that trip.
night.
The organizer's car brought the orchestra, and the whole orchestra brought dozens of substitutes and various precious musical instruments. When a group of people got off the bus, Duan Yuche easily saw the person he wanted to see, and immediately removed from the car. When the sofa in the lobby got up, he ignored Cao Feng beside him and ran over: "Auntie! Auntie!"
His aunt likes to teach him Chinese and Chinese culture, and believes that people can't forget. If it wasn't for her foresight, Duan Yuche would probably be a complete foreigner just after returning to China.
Duan Yuche rushed over and hugged her. Cao Feng saw it from a distance and walked over too. He saw the woman, and he found that woman on the Internet. Xiaoche's mother Vivian was somewhat similar, but the style was completely different. , with fair skin and bright facial features, she has a romantic perm with short curly hair, and wears an indescribable pink coat with a burgundy skirt and a darker red top hat.
Cao Feng has never seen anyone wear it like this, but he undeniably thinks it is very beautiful, as if it is out of tune with this era.
He looked at the woman and kissed his brother's cheek sideways, and then held his face, as if she was talking about growing taller, more handsome and so on.
Cao Feng passed through the crowd and was a little nervous. He prepared a self-introduction in English, but he felt that it was not useful. It was really stupid.
"You are Xiao Feng, how are you." Like her dress, her smile was as gentle as a girl's, "Tommy and his father both told me about you, thank you for taking care of Tommy."
"No, it doesn't matter." He scratched his head in embarrassment.
The aunt's Chinese is also very good.
"By the way, Tommy, I'm going to introduce you to someone. I'm not returning to China this time to perform, but to invite you to my wedding."
"Robbie," she called out.
Duan Yuche was stunned and looked up.
He is a white male who is much older than his aunt. He is tall and handsome, but he is at least forty years old. According to the law of white people showing old age, even if he is thirty-five, he looks like an eighteen-year-old girl. But it felt very inappropriate.
"Robbie, this is Tom, you can call him Tommy," she introduced. "Robbie is the director of the band... Tommy, we've decided to get married next year, and you'll be here."
Orchestra Director.
This position is impossible for thirty-five years old, Duan Yuche thought to himself, it might be fifty.
He nodded gloomily: "I will come."
Robbie greeted Duan Yuche, and then asked Cao Feng, "Is this your nephew too?"
The aunt said, "He's Tommy's... brother, they live together at his father's house, you can call him..."
Cao Feng didn't even have an English name. When he was nervous, he couldn't think of all the names in the usual texts. He panicked and blurted out, "I... my name is Louis."
Duan Yuche looked at him, wondering why he suddenly stole the name of the foreign teacher.