At eight o'clock in the evening, Rong Xu and Qin Cheng took the elevator upstairs from the underground parking lot. As soon as they opened the door, they saw the people sitting in the living room.
In the bright and spacious living room, Aunt Qin was typing on her mobile phone with her head down, when she suddenly heard a doorkeeper, she immediately looked up. Putting the mobile phone in her pocket, Aunt Qin got up naturally and walked to the entrance, hugging Rong Xu: "Auntie Rongrong is careful, how long have you not seen each other? You are thin, you are all thin. That's it."
After two years of getting along, Rong Xu has long been used to Aunt Qin's enthusiasm. He raised his hand and hugged him gently, smiling, "Auntie, long time no see." After a while, he asked, "I heard Qin Cheng say. , You seem to be on a seven o'clock flight, why are you here?"
Aunt Qin hugged for a while before letting go: "it happened that the meeting ended early today, so I came to deliver things to you by myself. Then I didn't expect the plane to be delayed. You said, of course Auntie has to wait here, look. Look at my home."
Rong Xu said dumbfoundedly, "Is there any problem with the delay of the plane?"
Aunt Qin shook her head: "it's alright, the flight is after twelve o'clock tonight. I'll leave later."
Without thinking too much, Rong Xu nodded in response. Aside, Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly, "Where's the assistant?"
When Aunt Qin sent a message to Qin Cheng this afternoon, she said that since she was in a meeting and couldn't find time, she asked her assistant to deliver things to Qin Cheng's apartment. But now that she is here, where did the assistant go
The smile on the corner of her mouth did not change at all. Aunt Qin gave her son a reproachful look: "where else can she go? Of course, she will go to the airport to help me deal with the delay of the plane. Okay, Rongrong, eat carefully. Have you ever tried peach blossom cake? It was made by Qin Cheng's grandmother. Qin Cheng liked it when he was a child. Come, have a taste... "
Qin Cheng's grandmother's craftsmanship is really good. This peach cake has a soft taste and delicate fragrance. Because he had already eaten outside with Qin Cheng, Rong Xu only wanted to eat one, but after tasting a small and delicate peach cake, his eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help eating several.
Aunt Qin smiled and said, "How about it, Rongrong, is it delicious?"
Rong Xu smiled and nodded: "It's really delicious."
Compared with the steak he ate at that French restaurant tonight, Rong Xu still felt that this little peach cake was even better. With a touch of light fragrance, the entrance feels sweet, but there is a refreshing and pleasant taste in the aftertaste. After eating something oily, it is really suitable to eat a peach blossom cake to relieve greasy.
After eating three or four peach blossom cakes, Rong Xu couldn't eat anymore. Aunt Qin didn't force it, she took him by the hand and walked to the living room. For a while, I asked if I was busy recording songs recently, and if I had a good rest; later I asked if I was tired from the movie I shot in the United States last time, and if I wanted to take a break.
Rong Xu answered the past one by one, and he would never refuse the kindness of the elders.
Time passed slowly. At nine o'clock in the evening, Aunt Qin's assistant sent her a message and would pick her up to the airport in half an hour.
The assistant came on time, Rong Xu wanted to get up to see Aunt Qin downstairs, but was sternly rejected by the other party: "Rong Rong, Auntie has heard about it. You have been very busy recently and haven't had a good rest. Don't send Auntie off. , you go to rest quickly and let Qin Cheng deliver it."
Rong Xu frowned slightly: "Auntie, actually I..."
Aunt Qin took Qin Cheng's arm and walked out: "Auntie is gone, Rongrong, please don't send it away." Before Rong Xu could react, Aunt Qin took Qin Cheng out of the door and closed the door with a "click" close.
Rong Xu: "… "
It's just sent down the stairs, it won't take long...
Without thinking too much, Rong Xu began to clean up the cups on the coffee table, put them into the pool one by one, and then put the remaining peach cakes in the refrigerator. While packing, he thought to himself: After recording the song in two days, there will be about a day or two of free time, how can I use it
Of course Rong Xu didn't know that at this moment, after a certain man sent his mother downstairs, he looked at the empty road, frowned slightly, and stopped.
Yes, there is no one on the road in the community.
As if hearing the doubts in the man's heart, a calm female voice sounded behind Qin Cheng: "I asked Xiaoyun to wait outside the community, but I didn't let her drive in."
The dim moonlight shines through the sparse leaves on this long and narrow path, leaving mottled light and shadow. Qin Cheng's thin lips pursed slightly, and turned to look at his mother, but at this moment, the tenderness and concern belonging to "Aunt Qin" disappeared completely, and the woman was looking at her son with firm eyes.
In the past, she was a little afraid of this son, but now, she still looked at him solemnly, and then asked word by word, "Qin Cheng, did you... bully Rongrong?"
The night in early spring was still a bit chilly, and a gust of evening wind blew through, driving the leaves and making a clattering sound. The man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his mother calmly and calmly. There was no fluctuation in the dark and deep eyes. Qin Cheng looked at it calmly, and didn't speak for a long time.
He didn't speak, but Aunt Qin became anxious: "Qin Cheng, if I ask you something, will you say it?"
"What is bullying?" A low and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, making Aunt Qin stunned. I saw Qin Cheng raised his eyes and asked seriously, "Mom, what is your definition of 'bullying'... what is it?"
The powerful and calm aura slowly descended, the man who was caught did not change his face, and Aunt Qin, who held the handle, seemed to have lost his confidence. She thought about it for a while, and said bluntly: "You still ask me about this kind of thing? Tell me yourself, in Rongrong's room, there are not even toothbrushes and towels, they are all in your room. What's the matter?"
Hearing this, Qin Cheng gave a soft "oh" and said lightly, "So if you said this, then we have been together for a long time."
"Don't talk about what's wrong with Rongrong's room. I've seen it temporarily in your room. There's almost ashes in that room..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Aunt Qin opened her eyes wide, "You...you're just like that. Admit it?!"
Thin lips raised slightly, Qin Cheng asked back: "Then how do you think I should answer?"
Aunt Qin: "… "
After preparing for three hours of speech, at this moment, all of them died.
Is it so simple and straightforward to admit it? Still look natural? !
Shouldn't she deny it flatly, find a few excuses, and finally be exposed by her, so she can only admit it reluctantly
Aunt Qin is not feeling well.
As a woman, Aunt Qin is naturally sensitive in this regard. It's just that she didn't find it. As long as she found a little sign, she would follow the vine to find the truth, and even find the truth directly. Women are often well-known detectives in this regard, and they are accurate when they check, and sometimes they don't need reasoning and analysis at all. Just intuition can make them find abnormalities.
Originally, Aunt Qin thought she had the upper hand. She had long thought about how to fix him after she refuted her son and left the stinky boy speechless. But now everything has changed. Aunt Qin was silent for a while, thinking about it in her mind. At the end, she choked out a sentence: "...Why are you bullying Rongrong?"
Qin Cheng: "I didn't bully him." After a pause, as if suddenly remembering what happened in the United States last month, the man said meaningfully: "It's obviously he who has been bullying me."
Aunt Qin immediately grasped the point: "nonsense! Qin Cheng, tell me clearly, how did you kidnap Rongrong? How old is Rongrong, only twenty this year! To be honest, there is still half a year left. It's only your twentieth birthday, what's the matter with you? When I asked you to take care of Rongrong, did I ask you to take care of it like that?!"
Qin Cheng raised an eyebrow lightly: "you didn't say you couldn't take care of it like this."
"you!!!"
Aunt Qin is angry and anxious. After so many years of passing the same-sex marriage law in China, she is not a conservative person and will never interfere in the affairs of the younger generation. Even if Qin Cheng is gay, she will not object. But... but...
"It doesn't matter if you're gay, why are you kidnapping my Rongrong? He's still so young, how old is he? Tell me clearly, when did you kidnap him? You still sleep in the same bed with him. , you… you couldn’t have…”
This time Qin Cheng didn't speak.
However, looking at his silent appearance, Aunt Qin, who was just asking casually, twitched the corners of her mouth: "... You really did everything to Rongrong?"
Qin Cheng averted his eyes.
Aunt Qin said angrily: "he's not even twenty years old! He's only that old, you... you, you, you are going to be mad at me!!! You stinky boy, how did you do it? What did you do before? And I promised that Rongrong would not be abducted by those people in the entertainment industry, and that he would not be exposed to those things in the circle too early, but you actually dare to come by yourself?!"
Qin Cheng: "We fall in love normally."
Where does Aunt Qin care about him: "Nineteen-year-old child, you've done it!"
Qin Cheng: "...just fall in love normally."
Aunt Qin emphasized again: "Rongrong is only nineteen years old now!"
Qin Cheng couldn't help but retort: "He's twenty."
Aunt Qin glared: "It's more than half a year before her birthday, what is twenty? Oh no, when did you two get together? When did you meet Rongrong? Wait, Rongrong wasn't forced by you, right? Qin Cheng!!!" Suddenly thinking of this possibility, Aunt Qin raised the bag in her hand and was about to smash it.
Qin Cheng: "…"
Ten minutes later, Qin Cheng returned to the apartment. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his boy walking out of the kitchen. Seeing him come back, Rong Xu smiled and raised the two apples in his hands: "Aunt Qin is gone? That peach cake is really delicious, I never heard you talk about your grandmother, I didn't expect her old man Can make such a delicious snack."
Saying that, Rong Xu shoved an apple into Qin Cheng's hand. He just raised his head and hadn't opened his mouth, when he was suddenly stunned. After a long time, he asked: "What's wrong with your chin...? Why is the skin broken? I haven't seen it before I went downstairs, why suddenly... "
A gentle and simple kiss blocked the boy's next words.
Rong Xu was slightly surprised. The kiss was very light, and the kiss was fleeting. He looked at the man in front of him in astonishment. However, Qin Cheng slowly stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, just hugged him gently, then lowered his head, lowered his eyes to look at him, and said in a serious tone, "I think, I have a little Wronged."
For some unknown reason, a picture of "baby grievance" suddenly popped up in his mind, and Rong Xu instantly appeared. He tried his best to hold back his smile and asked, "What's going on?"
"You were the one who hugged me and didn't let me go that night, and even tempted me so that I couldn't bear it. But she hit me and said I bullied you, and bullied me on the bed."
Rong Xu with a confused face: "..." EXM? ! ! !
"Wait, who is she? What the hell happened... Huh? You mean Aunt Qin?!"
Qin Cheng nodded lightly: "So I was beaten."
Rong Xu: "… "
Qin Cheng emphasized in a low voice: "Since I was born, apart from filming, I have only been beaten once. That was 23 years ago. This is the second time. Xiaoxu, I am very wronged." After a moment's pause, the man Looking at his boy seriously and solemnly, he emphasized again: "I am very wronged."
Rong Xu: "… "
Aunt Qin said that it was Qin Cheng who took Rong Xu to bed, which Qin Cheng could not refute at all. What can he say? Could it be that it was his youth who kept seducing him, and he endured so hard for more than half a year, but in a strict sense, it should be that he was abducted into bed by Rong Xu and "eaten and wiped clean"
Not to mention whether Qin Cheng can answer like this, he just said it so honestly, and Aunt Qin would also scold without hesitation: "Would Rongrong do such a thing? How old can he think of that kind of thing? It's not like you, your head is full of that kind of thing!!!"
Qin Cheng was wronged, but Qin Cheng wanted to say it.
Leaning down slightly, his warm exhalation spit on the boy's sensitive earlobe, the man smiled lowly, and said, "Xiao Xu, I'm so wronged, how do you want... how to compensate me?"