Nonlinear Love

It's over, it's a shame.

He asked again incredulously: Is it really your father?

Su Lian was speechless: Otherwise, it could still be yours? Has your brain been washed away?

When he was with Chi Wang before, Su Huasheng had already passed away, and he didn't even have a chance to meet his parents, let alone call Dad in person.

The 10-year-old Chi Huang is really wild, obviously it has nothing to do with it now, this person can blurt out.

This situation and this remark shocked the father and son.

After returning from the night shift, Su Huasheng, who suddenly had a son, was still calm. He coughed lightly, turned his head and went out: You two get dressed and come out and talk.

As soon as the voice fell, he quickly closed the door and didn't stay for half a second.

Su Lian stood up in a trance, always feeling that there was something in his father's words, as if he was catching Jian in the classroom.

But the crux of the matter is that they have nothing to do.

The two in the room looked at each other wordlessly, unable to fathom the inner turmoil of the middle-aged man for a while.

Chi Juan stretched out his hand and scratched the messy hair, wondering, Aren't you wearing clothes?

His eyes fell on the two pairs of exposed legs, because the trouser legs were loose, and they were rolled up at some point, and only the very thin ankles and calves could be seen.

When jiāo are stacked together and the quilt is covered, it is indeed very fascinating.

This misunderstanding is beautiful and bad.

The two of them dressed neatly again, tidied up their appearance, and opened the door with a solemn expression. Su Huasheng was sitting in the small living room drinking soy milk.

He raised his chin slightly and said indifferently, Sit.

Chi Wang walked over and sat down carefully: Hello, uncle, I'm sorry, that's a question, I didn't really want to call you that. I'm just too surprised. I met in the alley last night. Thinking that such a young and handsome good-hearted person can have such a big son, it also happens to be Su Lian's father.

In this flattering effort, Su Lian threw himself to the ground.

It's quite a coincidence. Su Huasheng said slowly, I didn't expect you to take a nap by the way.

Su Lian probably pieced together the truth from just a few words. No wonder Chi Wang knew his house number. It was probably a chance encounter on the road, and he asked a question.

He sat down with him, reached out and touched an egg and began to peel it: We two men, what's wrong with sleeping together.

This is reasonable, Chi Wang said casually: That is, what happened to the two men, besides, it is not the first time that we have slept together.

Su Lian wanted to stuff his eggs into Chi Li's mouth and tell him to shut up.

Sure enough, Su Huasheng raised his head again with a shocked expression: You two sleep together in the dormitory?

Su Lian: ...

It can't be saved, it's dead.

Chi Wang nodded dully, not understanding how he could react so loudly: Ah, can't you? It's not every day, just occasionally.

Su Huasheng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then silently stuffed breakfast into his mouth without commenting.

Silence is more terrifying than outbursts. Su Lian directly exposed: Just say whatever is on your mind, don't be dumb.

Su Huasheng nodded slightly and said slowly, I'm just thinking about how far you have progressed.

Su Lian: .... We are really ordinary classmates.

Su Huasheng didn't want to think about it either, but he knew his son so well that he didn't even bring a friend home for so many years in school, let alone have intimate contact and sleep with him several times.

To say nothing, he really couldn't convince himself.

But Chiliang was a little dissatisfied with the word ordinary, and sternly added: It should be a little closer than ordinary classmates, after all, he went to ask me for a peace amulet yesterday.

While talking, he hooked the red thread around his neck and took the talisman out of his clothes to show off.

Staring at the dangling talisman, Su Lian's face was ashen, and he finally understood the difference between the future and the current Chi Wangzhi, that is, he doesn't know how to judge the situation at all.

Things that can be explained clearly in a few words have to be added to the story, and the more they describe it, the darker it gets.

A master of contemporary sketching.

Su Huasheng stared at the safety talisman for a few seconds, and said sourly, Father and son have never received a safety talisman for many years.

His eyes seemed to drift past, staring at Chi Huang's heart beating drums.

Fuck, his dad seems to be really misunderstanding that he has love, if he really talks too much, he will lose it.

Chi Wang pursed his lips, buried his head in drinking porridge, and did not dare to say another word.

The atmosphere was silent again, and the three of them had their own thoughts.

Because he injured his arm last time trying to save me, I feel bad about it. Su Lian turned to the side and tucked his sleeve a little irritably. There was still a light mark on his strong arm.

Seeing the wound, with a thin layer of scar on it, Su Huasheng's expression softened a little: So it is, Xiaochi people are really good, thank you for taking care of us Xiaosu.

You're welcome, it should be. Chi Wang bit the straw and opened the mouth.

After finally making it clear, Su Lian breathed a sigh of relief and slowly leaned back on the chair: We are a gang, I helped him make up his class last night. It was too late for the review, so I left him to sleep all night without you. I don't have what I think about. In the next few days, I will also go to his house to help make up lessons.

Very good, classmates should really help each other. Su Huasheng pulled a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, then got up slowly, I've added an all-night shift, so I'll go get some sleep.