When Yang Han opened the door, she straightened her waist. She saw Liu Zuoye outside the door, wearing a light blue down jacket.
Yang Han needs to raise his head a little when he looks at her.
Yang Han always felt that she had grown taller again. He lamented his own arrogant stature.
She said, "Hello..."
Liu Zuoye: "Happy holidays."
She exhaled hot, and Yang Han invited him to sit in the room. Liu Zuoye walked in with his black sports backpack, the same one from before.
She saw the large letters that were illuminated.
Liu Zuoye: "..."
This seems to be a sense of ritual when entering Yang Han's house. Everyone's first step is to be baptized by this shocking calligraphy.
Yang Han said: "You go to the sofa and sit first." Yang Han held back for a long time and didn't know what to call her. She said, "How about I take you to my room? Xiaolu is also there... Xiaoye."
Hearing the following address, Liu Zuoye's mouth curved slightly.
She asked, "Is Uncle Han at home?"
Yang Han: "Well, I'll call him."
Liu Zuoye: "Then I'll wait in the living room first."
Although she was waiting, she did not relax at all, standing in front of the sofa without even putting down her schoolbag, rubbing the strap of her schoolbag unintentionally, as if she was about to greet something solemnly.
Yang Han went upstairs to his study while shouting to Han Shiyu.
Liu Zuoye's mood seemed a little uneasy. She kept an eye on it while waiting, and her eyes were still attracted by the calligraphy hanging on the wall.
She went under the work and found a familiar name on it. Liu Zuoye blinked, and the three words reflected in his pupils turned into a smile.
The door opened, and Yang Mo came out of the kitchen. The rice was still steaming, and he could start lunch soon. He wanted to call the three children down for dinner, but as soon as he went out, he took two steps when he saw a man standing in front of the sofa. girl.
Liu Zuoye heard the footsteps, turned his head, was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Mo, and then said, "Hello..."
Yang Mo nodded at her and asked, "Is this Yang Han's classmate?"
Liu Zuoye: "Well."
Liu Zuoye didn't recall for a while, and asked, "Who are you?"
Yang Mo: "I am her father."
Liu Zuoye said, "Oh, I remembered."
…
In those days when the school started, the girls around her kept sharing photos of "Parent Yang Han". She wasn't very interested in these things, she just glanced at them inadvertently.
At that time, all she knew about Yang Han came from her companions. There were a few malicious eyes among these people, who regarded Yang Han's series of behaviors as a show. And often in front of her, talking eloquently.
Liu Zuoye doesn't have the habit of talking behind her back, but she doesn't care about other people's mouths. When a friend discusses this kind of thing with her, she is usually the one who listens silently. But once, Xu Jia seemed to listen to these discussions.
She thought that Yang Han would mind, so she took advantage of this time to meddle in her own business and "persuaded" Yang Han. But Yang Han's attitude doesn't seem to be very friendly.
Then it was the Yue test. Her impression of the little princess changed.
It was also at that time that he happened to see Yang Mo who came to the school. At that time, she still thought this was Yang Han's "cousin", and he was a little more handsome than in the photo. Just at that glance, Liu Zuoye felt that Yang Mo was very familiar.
Later, she was told by Yang Han that Yang Han was in a same-sex family, and Yang Mo, who came to school that day, was actually her other father.
When Yang Han said this, he was very upset. However, to Yang Han's surprise, Liu Zuoye accepted it very quickly, and there was no reaction time or bumpy mental journey in between.
In the barbecue restaurant at the time, Yang-han cautiously asked her why. Even a rotten girl like Xu Jia, or a close relative like Lao Yang, needs some time to react after first receiving information that is close at hand.
Liu Zuoye said because her godfather is also a same-sex family.
She added that once.
Yang Han bit his fork in silence.
…
Han Shiyu was dragged down by Yang Han.
Just in time for dinner. He walked slowly behind Xiao Yang. Halfway down the stairs, he saw Liu Zuoye.
Liu Zuoye heard the footsteps, turned his head, and saw Han Shiyu as well. The two looked at each other, and she pursed her lips and called, "Uncle Han."
…
Yang Mo first met Xie Chenmin when he was convicted of Master Kong's stewed chicken with mushrooms while pressing Han Shiyu's neck.
When I was with Han Shiyu before, I often heard "Brother Min" in his mouth.
Xie Chenmin was the largest in the dormitory, while Han Shiyu was the youngest in the dormitory. Lao Sui and Qi Ge teased that if the Guanyuan F4 group made their debut, Xiao Han could probably be regarded as the "youngest youngest".
The three brothers in the dormitory took good care of this younger brother and took care of him in various ways—when Han Shiyu was beaten, the three of them beat him together.
The four of them have a very strong relationship. Sharing blessings and misfortunes, misfortunes and misfortunes, a moving example of brothers.
The mid-term and the end of the term are right next to each other, and within a few days of the make-up class, the semester is coming to an end.
Originally, Yang Mo thought that Han Shiyu had been coaxed, but as a result, Han Shiyu still didn't make any movement in the last two days of the weekend.
Until the evening two days later, Han Shiyu suddenly sent a message to Yang Mo and said, "I'm sorry, senior, there have been a lot of things happening recently."
Yang Mo had just returned from taking a bath, and the news was already 30 minutes ago.
Han Shiyu also posted: "That... can I go to your dormitory tonight."
Yang Mo was surprised, wiped his head and said, "What's wrong."
Han Shiyu replied in seconds, and he said, "Take me in."
Followed by a grievance Baba emoji.
Yang Mo glanced at the empty bed of his roommate who asked for leave, and said, "Yes."
In less than ten minutes, Han Shiyu came knocking on the door. I took two bags of snacks from the supermarket with me.
Yang Mo was doing the questions that Cheng Shao set for him, and when he saw him walking in, he put the big bag in his left hand on the table.
Han Shiyu: "This bag is spicy, you should like it, brother."
Yang Mo nodded, and Han Shiyu found a place to sit by himself.
All around was the sound of typing on the keyboard.
Afraid of disturbing him, Han Shiyu didn't speak, and quietly paced around the famous Haishi Apartment.
When he walked to the shared cabinet where various daily necessities were placed, he found a lot of spare medicines in the small basket inside.
There are many bottles of anti-inflammatory cephalosporins, as well as those specially formulated for throat treatment such as Huyanning. Han Shiyu raised his eyebrows and called out, "Brother."
Yang Mo: "What are you doing?"
Han Shiyu said, "Is the medicine on this table yours?"
Yang Mo: "Well."
Han Shiyu walked over, took off the bag of snacks on his table, and put on another bag. Yang Mo stopped his fingers on the keyboard, looked up at him, and asked, "What?"
Han Shiyu: "The tonsils are often inflamed and you eat spicy food. Do you know that the disease comes from the mouth?"
Yang Mo frowned and said, "It's okay."
"No," Han Shiyu took out his mobile phone, recorded something on the schedule, and said while typing, "I'll buy you take-out for lunch and dinner in the future, and strictly control your eating habits."
"..." Yang Mo had never seen someone who gave him energy and money so diligently, and said with a dark face, "Why do you look like my dad."
Han Shiyu: "That's it."
Yang Mo: "Impossible."
Han Shiyu bargained with him for a long time, and finally squeezed "yes" out of his mouth. Yang Mo just wanted to perfunctory on the surface, his usual method is still going his own way behind the scenes.
Han Shiyu put his head on the table, watching Yang Mo and the words he couldn't understand pop up on the screen, as if he had something on his mind.
Yang Mo was stared at by this burning gaze, he took a water cup from the shelf and placed it in front of him, just blocking his sight.
Han Shiyu laughed, took the water cup away, and asked, "Brother, are you hungry? I'll order takeout."
Han Shiyu placed another order and then ran downstairs to get takeout, packed Yang Mo's chopsticks and seasonings, and waited for him to come over to eat.
Completely left Yang Mo's business.
After Yang Mo finished his homework, he closed the computer and came over. Han Shiyu sat on the small stool with his rice bowl and waited for him.
Seeing that he had piled most of the meat into his bowl, Yang Mo couldn't help but touched Han Shiyu's head.
The heads of ordinary boys are untouchable, and there is a high probability that there will be a switch inside, touch it, and the body should explode. But Han Shiyu seems to like being touched by Yang Mo. The difference between him and the stray dog downstairs is that he has no tail to wag.
He sat down before Han Shiyu started to eat, and he was waiting for Yang Mo. "I'm starving to death," he said.
Yang Mo asked, "Are you wanted by your dormitory again?"
Han Shiyu said, "No..."
Yang Mo said lightly, "Then why are you homeless again?"
"Well," Han Shiyu took a sip of water and said, "I've been busy recently."
He said, "I didn't mean to not contact you, senior, I really have something to do these two days."
Yang Mo: "You mean, you did it on purpose before?"
Han Shiyu: "..."
He coughed and said, "The past doesn't matter."
Yang Mo looked at him quietly.
Yang Mo separated the disposable wooden chopsticks and said, "What's the matter."
Han Shiyu: "About Brother Min."
When Yang Mo thought about it, he was in a good mood and said, "I beat you that day."
Han Shiyu: "Oh."
Han Shiyu chewed the words in his mouth and said, "He... got into a fight with someone a day ago."
The chopsticks continued to swim among the various dishes. Han Shiyu said, "One day ago, we held a psychology lecture for college students in our yard. Some people spoke too harshly.
Yang Mo didn't take it seriously. He had experienced a lot before this kind of hilarious development from mouth to hands.
"About what?" he asked.
Han Shiyu was silent for a while, until Yang Mo felt strange, so he stopped and looked at him.
Han Shiyu seemed to be observing his expression all the time, only then did he move away and slowly spit out, "Gay."
There was a slight stunned expression in Yang Mo's expression.
Han Shiyu pretended to continue eating, but the trace of wanting to cover up the anxiety was too serious, Han Shiyu said, "Brother Min, he likes Brother Lin. They are together today."
Yang Mo scoured his brain to find the name that matched "Brother Lin", and then contacted the description of the two people in the dormitory that day. Said: "Lin Chu?"
Han Shiyu: "Well."
On Yang Mo's side, it was like being surrounded by a silent hood, and the air inside was solidified.
Han Shiyu rubbed his fingers and asked, "Senior?"
Yang Mo: "Well."
Han Shiyu took a piece of meat for him as if nothing had happened, like a child waiting for the test results, and said, "Senior, Brother Lin is your friend." He smiled and said, "This is too coincidental."
Seeing that Yang Mo didn't move, Han Shiyu's heart beat faster, and he asked tentatively, "Can you accept it? Brother."
Yang Mo didn't mean to smile, and said, "Probably... not possible."