In the past few years, Ming Haofeng was the least willing to hear Mingshu mention Xiao Yuan.
He couldn't deny Xiao Yu'an's excellence - he was admitted to the Public Security University with a high score and entered the special training echelon. He began to follow his predecessors to perform tasks in the second year, and entered the Ministry of Public Security after graduation.
But Mingshu's reliance on Xiao Yuan and the Xiao family behind Xiao Yuan made him unhappy.
After Mingshu went to high school, he and Wen Yue reflected on what they had done to Mingshu before and knew that they were not qualified parents. The Xiao family replaced them and gave Mingshu the care he needed most when he was young.
On the one hand, he is grateful to the Xiao family, but on the other hand, it is difficult to make peace. This kind of difficulty often climbs to the top when Mingshu talks about "brother".
That feeling is like the blood of one's own family has been taken away by another family.
He has tried his best to understand Mingshu and try to make amends, but Mingshu doesn't appreciate it and always uses Xiao Yuan to block him.
"What kind of public security university?" Ming Haofeng blurted out with anger on his head: "I have paved the way for you, don't think about anything else!"
Ming Shu looked at the man in front of him who rarely smiled.
As a child, he was afraid of him. Growing up, I hated him again.
By now, the fear has disappeared, and the hatred has faded.
He didn't bother to quarrel with Ming Haofeng, he just sneered: "Not only do I want to, I also want to do it. And I'm already doing it."
"you!"
"Didn't the teacher show you my transcript? I've improved by more than a hundred. Do you think I've been sleeping and eating to study abroad?" Mingshu said with a smile on his lips, "I am In order to catch up with Xiao Yu'an."
After saying this, Ming Shu looked at Ming Haofeng's livid face and raised his hand impatiently, "I'm going to self-study."
Wen Yue prepared dishes at home. When there was movement at the door, she smiled and greeted her, but Ming Haofeng was the only one who came back.
The smile on her face dimmed immediately.
Dinner tasted like chewing wax, Wen Yue was silent for a long time after listening to Ming Haofeng's words, "Let's talk to him next time. He is old now, and he should know that we are for his own good."
"I've learned everything from that kid in the Xiao family, and I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Xiao Yuan gave him!" Ming Haofeng was still indignant, "No, he must not be a policeman. Xiao Yuan is so inseparable now, and he will be in the future. If you go to the police and stay with you every day, is it worth it?”
Wen Yue suddenly shivered, her face pale.
Ming Haofeng glanced at her, "What happened to you?"
Wen Yue forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'll go out for a walk."
It's just autumn, the temperature is still high, and the evening wind is a bit scorching on the face. Wen Yue led the poodle at home and walked absentmindedly on the boulevard.
At the dinner table just now, she thought of a terrible possibility that neither she nor Ming Haofeng could accept - Mingshu is gay, and Mingshu likes Xiao Yuan.
Otherwise, how to explain Mingshu's paranoia
When Mingshu was in elementary school, she arranged a transfer for Mingshu and planned to send Mingshu abroad after graduating from elementary school. Mingshu would rather run away from home than go back to find Xiao Yuan.
For more than five years, Mingshu has been following Xiao Yu'an's footsteps. He has never been with her during the holidays, and instead ran to find Xiao Yu'an.
Now it is even more clear that next year, he will be admitted to the Public Security University and become a policeman like Xiao Yu'an.
What Ming Haofeng couldn't think of, she thought of it. Did Mingshu only do this out of his admiration for Xiao Yu'an? Just because Xiao Yu'an has always been regarded as a brother and a role model
She just didn't dare to think about it, and subconsciously shook her head.
But once an idea pops up, it's hard to get rid of it.
She squeezed the dog's leash tightly, her wrists trembling slightly.
Is Mingshu really gay
Not long after the National Day, Mingshu's 18th birthday arrived. He never stopped his cell phone that day, and people kept saying happy birthday to him. Wen Yue also called and said that she had reserved a table at a high-end restaurant and went directly after school in the afternoon.
He didn't mean to embarrass Wen Yue, but Brother Ming was very popular. Du Hao and the others had made an appointment a long time ago. They went to the barbecue restaurant opposite the middle school. It didn't take time to go back and forth.
"Then you..." Wen Yue tentatively said, "Let's make an appointment on the weekend."
Mingshu said: "Forget it, we only have half a day on weekends, I want to sleep."
The most important thing in the third year of high school is nothing more than study and rest. Wen Yue couldn't say anything more, but before hanging up, she suddenly said, "Have you been in contact with Xiao Yu'an recently?"
Mingshu frowned, and his tone immediately cooled down, "Is something wrong?"
Being rejected has become his motivation. He is unhappy now, simply because he doesn't want to discuss Xiao Yu'an with Wen Yue. Wen Yue and Ming Haofeng are afraid of who hates who, and he is very clear in his heart.
"It's nothing." Wen Yue scolded, "Then you have a good time with your classmates..."
Mingshu put the phone away before he could hear what Wen Yue said, but he didn't hang up immediately. He didn't put the phone away until he hung up over there.
Du Hao said to him before, "If it was me, I just hung up the phone. What's the face?"
Sometimes he doesn't know what's the matter with his gentleness, courtesy and politeness? Still can't bear to hurt each other in this kind of thing
Xiao Jincheng used to laugh at him with a lot of heart.
If you have too much, you will get tired sometimes, but it is better than being heartless.
Heartless then what
The gathering of high school seniors is not destined to be too long or too crazy. The self-study in the middle and evening starts at 7:00. Mingshu and a group of people go past 5:00. After eating at 6:55, they finally have to rush back to the classroom.
The barbecue restaurant was very noisy. Mingshu had already arrived in the classroom when he saw three missed calls on his mobile phone.
Xiao Yuan.
In the past, his remark was his elder brother. The last time he was at the Capital Airport, he changed his elder brother to Xiao Yuan.
It seemed like a mysterious ceremony, Xiao Yuan was no longer his brother, but someone he wanted to own.
The bell rang, and several boys rushed into the classroom on the spot, almost colliding with Mingshu, who rushed out with a mobile phone.
"Brother Ming, class is over!"
"Brother Ming's birthday today."
"Hey, brother Ming has only been working hard for two months, why did he escape to study at night?"
The last sound is Mushroom Head's hatred of iron becoming steel.
Mingshu ran to the terrace on this floor, facing the cool autumn wind, but his face and heart were as hot as fire.
In fact, he has been waiting for this call since yesterday.
He clutched the phone tightly, anxiously listening to the mechanical sound coming from inside, his heart pounding wildly.
This voice was too familiar to him. Xiao Yuan's mobile phone often couldn't get through. Many times he knew that Xiao Yuan was on a mission and his mobile phone was not around, so he couldn't help but dial it.
The wait was not long, but he was so nervous and expecting that he felt that he was about to hang up automatically.
After returning from the capital, he only sent a message to Xiao Yuan to report that he was safe, and did not contact him again after that. The third year of high school was full, and more than two months passed without hesitation. He thought about Xiao Yu'an's voice very much.
"Hey—" A low, familiar male voice came, like an electric current, scraping across Mingshu's spine.
"Brother!" He spoke at a comical speed, "I was having barbecue with Du Hao and the others just now, but I didn't hear it."
Xiao Yuan smiled, "I guessed it, the one across from No. 1 Middle School?"
"Well." Mingshu's palms were sweaty, and he wiped it on his pants, "Brother, are you in trouble? Why did you pick it up?"
Xiao Yu'an was a little puzzled, "I picked it up as soon as it rang, and it took me two delays at most."
Only then did Mingshu realize that it was his perception that was deviated. From when he dialed it to when Xiao Yuan picked it up, it didn't take as long as he thought.
He grabbed onto the wind-chilled railing and even tried to put his face on it. The tension in holding back subsided along with the tension, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little weaker, "Brother..."
"Happy birthday." Xiao Yu'an said, "I'm 18 years old."
Mingshu curled his lips, "Thank you, brother."
"I sent you a gift, which should be delivered to my home today." Xiao Yu'an said, "I went to see if I liked it after the evening self-study."
Every year on his birthday, Mingshu will receive a gift from Xiao Yuan, but this time is different. 18 years old is a special symbol, and they had friction between confession and rejection before.
He even thought that Xiao Yuan would not prepare gifts for him this year.
"What is it?" Mingshu asked excitedly.
"You'll know when you see it." Xiao Yuan said, "Are you playing outside tonight?"
"No!" How can high school seniors just play at every turn? Mingshu immediately said, "We came back after the barbecue, and we didn't miss a minute."
Xiao Yu'an said, "Is there really no delay for a minute?"
Mingshu sighed, he was more than a minute late, how long has it been ringing!
"Go back to the classroom." Xiao Yuan said again: "This minute is quite long."
Mingshu was reluctant to hang up, and his emotions were a bit turbulent. One of them couldn't hold back and said, "Brother, I have already decided. I will take your university entrance exam next year. I will be where you are, and I will perform whatever task you perform. Mission. Don't persuade me, I won't listen to persuasion. I said I want to chase you, that is to chase in all directions. I, I... must catch up!"
Xiao Yuan's breathing sounded, as if he wanted to say something.
Mingshu didn't let him speak, and he spoke more quickly, "Brother, just take this as my birthday wish, and I don't like throwing cold water on the wish. I'm done, I'm going back to self-study, brother, goodbye. !"
The last syllable fell, and Mingshu hurriedly hung up the phone, for fear that Xiao Yuan would throw cold water on him.
He understood too well that if Xiao Yuan really poured cold water on him, he would have a hard time for a long time.
Although the cold water could not quench his unreasonable thoughts, he soon regained his strength.
But no one likes being splashed with cold water.
Wen Yue didn't hang up, but hung up Xiao Yu'an's. With his back to the blue-purple sunset, he took a deep breath into his lungs and ran towards the classroom.
The gift is a tailored suit that follows the lines of the body.
Mingshu stared in front of the mirror for a long time, his mind became hot, and he made a gesture of proposing marriage with one knee.
But this posture didn't last long, and he jumped up in shame, blushing like rouge.
When he was in the capital during the summer vacation, he had to wear Xiao Yuan's suit, but he was shorter than Xiao Yuan, and his physique was not as good as that of an adult male, so he couldn't support a suit.
Xiao Yuan took him to a custom shop to measure the size, but what happened later made him forget about the suit.
But Xiao Yuan did not forget.
The author says:
This chapter is a plus.
The following is the small theater of Mingshu group-
Mingshu, who has a lot of heart, is a good child who will admit punishment when he does something wrong, but he is afraid of pain. When he was a child, he caused trouble at school. When he came back, he asked Mr. Xiao to ask for a bamboo stick to scare Xiao Jincheng. Wrap it up like a marshmallow, then hand it to Xiao Yu'an, stretch out his hand, "Brother, I was wrong, you can hit me with the palm of your hand."
Xiao Yu'an: "..." Is this still a bamboo stick
Mingshu touched his hands, "If you make a mistake, you will be beaten, but I'm afraid of the pain, brother, just beat me like that."
Xiao Yuan would be a ghost if he could fight.
(There is still a paragraph later, but the writing cannot exceed 300 words, and it cannot be sent. It will be sent in the next chapter for writing)