Chi Guang

Chapter 120 Do You Still Want To Follow Me?

Xu Chichuan felt that this winter vacation was not auspicious at all.

Even if the holidays are late, the final exams are still so difficult, especially mathematics, which directly hit a record low - although Li Yuzhun has explained to the parents that the math papers for the liberal arts class this time are very difficult, and the pass rate is only half It reached 30%, but Shen Sijing was still a little dissatisfied: "No.3 in your class is higher than you in math."

"His math is better than me." Xu Chichuan felt wronged: "But my total score is higher than him."

"I made seven mistakes in multiple choice questions. What were you thinking during the exam?" Shen Sijing said with a dark face, "You are not allowed to go anywhere during the winter vacation. You should study hard at home. You are still so playful when you are in the third year of high school."

He was still a little unconvinced: "But..."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that his son and his wife were about to fight, Xu Youhua smoothed things over: "Your mother is right, you will be in your third year of high school soon, and you will work hard for another year. When you are admitted to university, you can play whatever you like. Never mind you."

"……understood."

Going to bed at ten o'clock and starting at seven o'clock, doing homework in the morning and reviewing in the afternoon, the days of the ascetic monk continued until the 27th of the Lunar New Year. Xu Youhua drove back to Wanchuan with his wife and children. Running to Han Yu's bedroom and continuing to sleep, the aunt was startled: "Is Xiao Chuan sick?"

"Tired, lack of sleep," Xu Youhua said helplessly, "Fucking devil training recently."

"You guys," Xu Youying shook her head: "Don't push the child too hard, look at Han Yu, he skipped class in the third year of high school and went to Lan Province with his classmates to go to the lecture, Xiao Chuan is obedient enough."

Xu Youhua also sighed, but Shen Sijing was not satisfied, and he couldn't help it.

As the sun was sinking, Han Yu knocked on the door and asked people to wake up: "Get up and eat, eat before going to bed."

"Don't eat," Xu Chichuan got into the quilt with his head covered, with resistance written all over his body: "Sleep."

Han Yu looked at the lump curled up in the quilt, words are useless, actions are the most practical——

With a splash, the white thighs and half round buttocks were exposed, the cold stimulated every pore of the skin, and he woke up after a short sleep, Xu Chichuan yelled and jumped up: "You What are you doing!!"

"What's your name? I haven't seen you before. I wash the sheets that wet the bed."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Impossible! !This is slander! ! !

"Get dressed and come out quickly."

Turning around to leave after speaking, Xu Chichuan suddenly stopped him: "Brother."

"Say."

"There is something..."

Xu Chichuan hesitated for a moment, but repeated what Mu Shihai said that day: "...Did Brother Yue tell you?"

"I said it," Han Yu said with no expression on his face, "I just said it last month."

To be precise, he asked it himself.

The day before leaving school for the winter vacation, Tan Qiyue suddenly appeared in that big off-road jeep. As soon as he got in the car, Han Yu was startled: "What's going on!"

The man in front of him looked like he had just returned from moving bricks in the desert. His beard was unshaven and his face was dirty. His shoes, trousers and clothes were dirty everywhere. According to visual estimates, he had lost at least ten pounds since the last time we met. His cheeks were sunken. Populus euphratica, which has been dry for several years in the northwest, has just experienced a huge sandstorm, only a pair of eagle eyes have become sharper and brighter.

"Are you on a mission?" He eagerly stripped off the clothes on his body. On his slender chest, there were streaks of fresh bloodstains that were particularly eye-catching. The blood and flesh were glued and mottled all the way to his back, which was shocking.

"Don't be afraid," Tan Qiyue held his trembling hand: "It's just scary, it's not serious."

Han Yu clenched his fists and managed to remain calm: "How did you do it?"

"My dad smoked it." Tan Qiyue put down his clothes and wiped the blood from his forehead: "My mother smoked it a few times too."

"It's okay, Ayu, listen to me," the man reassured him: "After the mission in country C, the old man wanted to arrange for me to enter the XX theater, but I didn't respond. During this period of time, the old thing was brought up again, and I still didn't nod , when he got angry, he changed the family law."

Tan Qiyue spoke lightly, but he couldn't deceive Han Yu: "Why didn't you agree?"

"If it was just a simple father-son quarrel, your father wouldn't hit it so hard."

"Is there anything else you didn't say?"

Tan Qiyue: ...It's not good for a wife to be too smart.

"He asked me to marry."

"That girl is the child of his comrade-in-arms."

Han Yu was not surprised at all: "What else?"

"I said I didn't want to get married, and he got angry. He said that a man in his thirties is still a bachelor. It's a good thing for both parties to get married. He kept me at home for half a month, and he was in a hurry. He insisted on Let me tell you a reason for not getting married."

"Then……"

"You came out."

"I said I like men."

With one voice, the heart has a tacit understanding.

Han Yu was quiet, with no expression on his face: "Is this how the injury came?"

"Ah."

Tan's father was furious on the spot, pulled out his belt and beat Tan Qiyue crazily. If there were no orderlies risking their lives to stop them, they would probably be gone after the beating. After hearing the news, Tan's mother who came over saw the furious husband and had already been whipped together. The son who was so full of meat cried bitterly, but Tan Qiyue's attitude of not admitting his mistake added fuel to the fire: "Even if you beat me to death, I also like men. I want to marry you in this marriage, but I won't get married anyway."

"Okay!" The man picked up the belt on the ground and gritted his teeth: "Then I'll clean up the door now, so you won't be ashamed!"

At the critical moment, Mother Tan stepped forward, grabbed the belt from her husband and lashed at her son a few times, before taking him into the confinement room.

At least you don't have to suffer from flesh and blood.

"The old man is cruel enough."

He was not given food or drink, and he was locked up for a week. If he was not in good health, he would have been locked up if he hadn't been beaten to death.

Han Yu's face lost all color: "Then how did you get out?"

"They're not at home today," Tan Qiyue hugged him tightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"How can it be okay!" Han Yu was so excited that he pushed him away: "Your career, family, and so many years of hard work, everything..."

"It doesn't matter."

The man held his hand, his palm was hot: "At least it's not as important as you."

"Now let me ask you."

"In another 10 minutes at most, they will find out that I have run away, and then they will try to catch me back all over the world."

"Now apart from this car and a mobile phone, I have 370 yuan in total."

"It's not enough to bring you a meal, and it will be hard to support yourself in the future."

"Han Yu."

"Do you still want to follow me?"

Do you still want me.

Han Yu touched his wrist, and the dial was ticking. Others gave rings when they were in love, but Tan Qiyue gave him a watch: "From now on, count the days and live with me."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, rolled up the leaves on the ground, and fell to cover the car windows.

It's so windy.

A lifetime is so long.

Then find a windy place and spend the rest of your life with him.

"The boarding house does not seal the dormitory for seniors."

"My roommates are all home."

"Ten yuan for two meat and two vegetables in the cafeteria."

"The scholarship just arrived yesterday."

He shook those big hands: "Or, I can also support you."

Breathing like a tidal wave, Han Yu let go of his arms, put his arms around the man's neck, and let himself indulge in this kiss.

"Then, Brother Nayue...is in your dormitory now?"

"Of course not," Han Yu tapped his head, "He has an apartment in Jiang Gong."

"Oh oh oh," Xu Chichuan suddenly realized: "I remember, the one next to Sanshui's house, brother Yue is a real man, what are your plans for the future? Have you figured it out?"

"Find a place to hide after the new year, and come back to graduate school after the next semester, when the limelight fades."

Xu Chichuan was taken aback: "You want to accompany him?"

"Ah."

"Yes, but aunt and uncle won't agree..."

Han Yu was leaning against the wall, his mirror reflecting the cold light, he looked rational and calm, Xu Chichuan looked at him, suddenly reacted, and gasped: "You, you want..."

"No! You're crazy!!" Xu Chichuan was in a hurry: "You will be beaten to death by your aunt!"

"Even if you want to confess, you can take a long-term plan and take your time."

"A long-term plan?" Han Yu crossed his arms and asked back: "Should I calculate an auspicious day and let this matter be accepted when it is said, or wait for them to find out and then understand?"

"It doesn't matter when or where, because these are not the key, the key is that they only accept what they think is right, and in this case—"

"It's better to wake up as soon as possible."

Xu Chichuan was speechless, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth in a low voice.

"If aunt wants to beat you, I will stop it with Xu Shao and Xu Rui."

Han Yu smiled lightly and rubbed his head: "Okay."