During the May Day holiday, Lin Sitao happened to go back to attend Xu Dan's wedding.
The wedding was very lively. The newlyweds wore Western-style dresses first, and then Chinese-style dresses. The MC was also very enthusiastic. Lin Sitao and his grandmother sat at a table with neighbors and acquaintances. There were a few old neighbors who knew each other well and chatted with Lin Sitao's grandmother. Some of them joked that Lin Sitao's grandmother would have a good life in the future. Lin Sitao bought them a house, and it was almost time for them to get married. Once Lin Sitao got married, their lives would be complete.
Lin Sitao just smiled.
He had already promised He Xian. He would not marry anyone else, and would not marry He Xian. When He Xian proposed, he agreed without any hesitation. It was not that he agreed just to get He Xian, but he himself had no desire to get married.
After the wedding, Lin Sitao accompanied his grandmother home and strolled around the square near the community. She asked Lin Sitao: "You are still out there, don't you have a girlfriend?"
Lin Sitao said: "No."
Grandma didn't urge him to find one quickly. She said slowly, "I'm not in a hurry. I'm just asking."
She was worried about Lin Sitao. If Lin Sitao got married in Beijing, it would be a big expense. The two old people could not help at all. She watched TV and chatted with neighbors, and knew how ridiculous the housing prices in Beijing were. When Lin Sitao wanted to buy them a house in J City, she opposed it, but Lin Sitao insisted that it was a good time to buy a house in the city. Anyway, he couldn't afford a house in Beijing, so it was better to buy a house in his hometown.
Lin Sitao said: "I am still young. It is not too late to consider marriage after I turn 30. I am living a good life now."
Grandma smiled and said nothing more. As long as Lin Sitao felt good, everything would be fine. She couldn't ask for too much. Lin Sitao's filial piety was the best compensation from God.
He Xian has two weddings to attend.
He Yan and Cheng Duoduo got married on the same day, May 4. The wedding was very simple, and the two families had a meal together.
The He family and the Cheng family had agreed to hold a simple wedding. Sheng Qiuhua was not willing to accept this. When she married He Bu Tong, they only got the marriage certificate and had a meal, but there was no wedding. She had always wanted to give her son a grand wedding, but she didn't expect that after decades of changes in the world, she still couldn't hold a grand wedding.
He Bu Tong told her not to even think about doing anything big.
"What's there to be proud of? You're not a weak person, so why do you have to show off?"
She understood what He Bu Tong said, but she still felt regretful when she thought about it. He Bu Tong said, "Besides, the two children are very happy. They don't want Duo Duo to prepare all the tedious things for the wedding. This way, they will be more comfortable."
Cheng Duoduo didn't wear a wedding dress, but only a very fitting suit. She sat next to He Yan. Although the scene was not big, it was a big event in life after all, and both of them looked a little nervous.
After the meal, they took a few photos. This was He Zhongcheng's idea. One photo of the newlyweds, one photo of the newlyweds and He Zhongcheng, one photo of the newlyweds and their parents, and finally a photo of the two families.
He Xian gave the newlyweds a red envelope, just like everyone else. He Yan was in a good mood and called him brother affectionately. Everyone was happy on the surface.
After the wedding that night, He Yan and Cheng Duoduo changed their clothes and flew to North America for their honeymoon. After returning from their honeymoon, they would hold a few small gatherings with classmates and friends, which would be the couple's own entertainment for their friends.
After the banquet, Sheng Qiuhua's smile faded a little. She asked He Bu Tong to go with her, but He Bu Tong told her to go first.
He Bu Tong wants to go have a couple more drinks with He Xian.
The father and son haven't eaten alone for a long time.
Sheng Qiuhua had let go of the heavy stone in her heart. Nothing would make her unhappy at this moment. She smiled and said lightly, "Drink less. You've already drunk a lot today."
He Bu Tong dragged He Xian to his other apartment, and the two of them had two more drinks.
He Xian and He Bu Tong's relationship is not good. In fact, he and He Bu Tong were very close when they were young, even better than Zhou Qin. He Xian probably still remembers that when he was in the first and second grades of elementary school, he liked He Bu Tong very much. He Bu Tong was more easy-going than Zhou Qin, and he often played ball and swam with him. He was good at everything.
However, after returning to Beijing, He Bu Tong's work suddenly became much busier and he often went on business trips. With Sheng Qiuhua and He Yan at home, no matter how deep their feelings were, they had already faded away. The good father only remained in his memories, and sometimes He Xian would feel that he was actually another person.
"He Yan is married, and this is just the beginning. It doesn't mean I don't have to worry about him anymore. With his personality... I'm afraid he will make me worry more in the future." He Bu Tong sighed, "But I can relax for the next two days."
He Xian just listened. He sometimes wondered whether He Bu Tong felt sad about their father-son relationship. Could the gap between them be bridged by two night talks
He Xian thought, maybe He Bu Tong had never thought about making amends at all, this was just a whim.
"... Now you're the only one left, and I'm worried about you," He Bu Tong sighed, "You still don't want to consider getting married?"
He Xian put the wine glass aside and drank his tea. He found He Bu Tong's words a little funny.
"No. I feel fine now."
He Bu Tong said, "It's stupid to keep playing. Marriage is one thing, and playing is another. When you've had enough fun, you should get married." He didn't say it out loud, and even said that it was okay to continue playing after getting married.
He Xian felt that this conversation could not go on. He Bu Tong knew that he liked men, and he got angry about it at first, but now that time has passed, He Bu Tong has ignored it, as if sleeping with a man and marrying a woman are not contradictory.
He Xian had already let it go, and he ignored He Butong's words and didn't take them to heart.
He Xian looked down on He Bu Tong, and He Bu Tong also looked down on He Xian.
After divorcing Zhou Qin, He Bu Tong felt guilty towards He Xian for a long time. Zhou Qin was no longer his wife, but He Xian would always be his son. When they divorced, he promised both families that he would not let He Xian suffer any grievances, which was indeed his true words. He Bu Tong felt that he had indeed done it - Sheng Qiuhua did not dare to control He Xian at all, let alone let him suffer any grievances.
He Xian always assured He Bu Tong that he was perfect in studying and treating others. He Bu Tong always believed that his eldest son would have a better future than his youngest son.
Unexpectedly, He Xian himself was so confused that he gave up his future for a little thing about his lower body. He Bu Tong was deeply resentful. If He Xian got married, it would not be difficult to choose an honest and obedient wife to cover up his tracks.
The father and son were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, and their conversation was more distant than that of an outsider. They drank without much pleasure.
When He Xian got home, Lin Sitao had already fallen asleep. He Xian took a shower and went to bed, hugging Lin Sitao's waist. Lin Sitao asked vaguely: "Have you eaten..." He was so sleepy that he forgot that He Xian was going to attend his brother's wedding today.
He Xian kissed his neck and said, "You've eaten, go to sleep." Lin Sitao moved, arched his back and pressed closer to He Xian. He Xian felt relieved and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
The next day, Lin Sitao remembered to ask him how the wedding went. He Xian said, "It went very well. It was all family, and the couple was happy."
Both of them just asked and answered casually. Lin Sitao has gradually realized that the two brothers He Xian and He Yan rarely contact each other, even less than cousins. There is really nothing to say.
In contrast to He Yan's wedding, Shen Zhouhan's wedding was at another extreme.
The wedding banquet invited more than 300 people, which was not a particularly large number. However, most of the guests were well-known. Many celebrities from the entertainment and literary circles attended. Shen Zhouhan changed into four dresses, all of which were big brands of the season. The media attracted a lot of attention just by publishing her high-definition dress photos.
Lin Sitao watched the live broadcast of a celebrity wedding online for the first time. There were too many pictures online, and one of them actually showed He Xian. The picture was of the bride and a singer, and He Xian was in the background, with a straight figure and a faint smile on his face. Lin Sitao stared at it for a while and felt that he was really bored.
He advised himself that if he thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with He Xian attending the wedding alone. Just because they had been in a relationship for a few months, it was not necessary to bring the couple to the wedding to meet their families. He Xian's position and experience meant that he would be more cautious.
The weather was getting hot, so Lin Sitao started walking barefoot at home, not even wearing slippers. He Xian was not at home, so he simply made a plate of cold noodles for dinner.
He felt that there was nothing wrong with He Xian, and that he was the one who was feeling so sad.
When He Xian came back at night, he found it quiet and the lights in the living room were off.
"Lin Sitao!" His name is Lin Sitao.
No one responded. He opened the door and saw Lin Sitao lying on the floor, looking hopeless.
He laughed and stepped on Lin Sitao's butt.
"Get up, be careful of catching a cold."
Lin Sitao turned around and lay down in a different position. He Xian had no choice but to kneel beside him, pick him up, hold him in his arms, and kiss his forehead: "My dear... Are you unhappy?"
His voice was deep and low, and it was also smiling. Lin Sitao's ears and heart trembled numbly.
Lin Sitao hugged him and wanted to ask He Xian a question.
"I like you so much, what should I do?"