i really like you

Sometimes, you only dare to fantasize, and you can't find a chance to put it into action, and suddenly it happens at a certain moment.

It easily feels like a dream, very unreal.

Tang Yuan didn't dare to wait another second, let alone check if the man was awake. Like a cat whose tail was being held by someone, he fled the lounge in a panic.

As soon as he got home, Tang Yuan lowered his head, changed his shoes and rushed upstairs.

The butler asked, "Master, sir is in the bedroom, are you bringing in the hangover soup, or am I..."

Tang Yuan didn't look back, and kept walking upstairs, panting, "Wait for me a while!"

I need to take a shower to cool down or I'm going to have a fever.

While taking a bath, Tang Yuan closed his eyes and let the warm water wash over his limbs. He remembered the scene in the lounge, his whole body felt numb as if electrified.

Impulse is the devil.

However, as a human being, you have to follow your heart and be impulsive when you should be impulsive.

Such a good opportunity, once in a thousand years, is rare. If he misses it, he will definitely regret it.

Although life is still long, who knows if there will be more in the future.

After comforting him, Tang Yuan changed into his pajamas and went out, asking the butler to bring up the hangover soup, he took it in his hand, turned around and climbed the stairs.

The first floor of the house is where the housekeeper and servants live, the second floor is the guest room, the third floor is his territory, and his father is on the fourth floor.

The butler asked if he could help.

Tang Yuan shook his head, "No, Uncle Zhong, you should rest early."

The housekeeper said, "Then you have to call out if you have an order. Sir, if you drink too much and get drunk, it will inevitably be different from when you were sober."

This is a very euphemistic way to save face for the head of the family.

The head of the family who is drunk will cry, that is mild, and the serious one is howling.

Tang Yuan waved his hand to reassure the housekeeper.

The textbook described father as like a big mountain, supporting the whole family and guarding his wife and children.

His father is majestic on the outside, fragile on the inside.

Once he drank too much, he took the opportunity to vent himself, and it was the same every time.

To find a job in his position, one must not be lazy. In order to make the opponent respect and fear him, he must make himself invincible. If he is very tired, it is good to have a vent, so as not to make himself ill.

When Tang Yuan entered, the bedroom was very quiet. His father was lying on the bed, giving him a feeling of loneliness.

No one will believe me if I say it.

The chairman of the Tang Corporation has never been short of lovers, he can pick whatever he wants, and still be lonely?

Tang Yin took the hangover soup from his son and gulped down half a bowl.

Tang Yuan put the bowl on the bedside table, "Dad, you will be 42 after the Chinese New Year. If I were you, the biggest worry would be that you can't run out of money."

"The body is the capital of the revolution. No matter how much you earn, you have to spend your life, right? You always work so hard, why don't you give yourself a vacation?"

"Holiday? In a dream."

Tang Yin said, "Do you know why the whole family is respectful to us? Because they all pointed at your father and me, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and I was that big tree."

Tang Yuan frowned, "Don't they all have their own properties?"

"Those are all the branches and leaves stretched out by the big tree." Tang Yin reached for the cigarette case, "The big tree fell, but the branches and leaves can still live?"

Tang Yuan, "...I can't."

Tang Yin pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and asked his son to bring him a lighter, "It's not that Dad is scaring you, the shopping mall is like a battlefield, changing rapidly, as long as there is a gap in the Tang's house, a bunch of people will pounce on them, and they will use their hands to kill you." Picking, biting with teeth, there is no such thing as human nature or morality."

Tang Yuan shook his father's hand to light a cigarette, "Don't you have one or two trustworthy friends?"

Tang Yin sighed deeply, "Didn't Dad say that? There are no friends or enemies in the mall, and you will never know what the people who call you brothers and sisters are thinking."

Tang Yuan fiddled with the lighter, lost in thought.

"It's okay." Tang Yin patted the back of his son's hand, "One day Dad will be unlucky and have an accident, and there will be Lin Xiao, Secretary Pei and Assistant He. There are three of them to help you, Dad don't worry."

Tang Yuan didn't want to think about what was going on, he clicked on the lighter, "Uncle also has shares."

"No one will give the country that Dad brought down except you!"

Tang Yin's eyebrows were sullen, and it faded after a few seconds. He laughed, and some fine lines piled up at the corners of his eyes, "So it's up to you when Dad can have a holiday."

Tang Yuan supported his head with his hands, "But I just got into the dance academy."

"I didn't put pressure on you." Tang Yin blew a smoke ring, "You dance your dance, and Dad will guard the country for you."

As he spoke, he sighed, the domineering president was gone, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, using the strength of alcohol to babble the words hidden in his heart, "Son, don't blame Dad, who told Dad? It’s just you, the freedom you want is too extravagant, it can only be given to you when Dad is in good health, since you were smart when you were young, Dad knows that you have always understood and understood.”

Tang Yuan saw tears in the corners of his father's eyes, and he was crying. He curled his lips, "What are you doing to be sensational? You made me cry like this last time. I cried like a dog. I won't be fooled this time."

Tang Yin squeezed his eyes, swiped his palm, grabbed the lighter from his son and threw it on him, "Little brat!"

Tang Yuan lowered his head and scratched his eyebrows, "Dad, no matter how good a woman is, she can be as bad as she is, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, can't you not touch her?"

"What I mean is, if you don't want what others give you, don't go to the 'Jincheng' to look for it. Who knows if there is any other problem with your body? Let's talk about it. If it's something you really like, it's good for you, and your character is good. It's fine, I'm fine."

"Where do you think 'Golden City' is?" Tang Yin half-closed his eyes and swallowed, "Everyone in it will be sent for a medical examination before going to work to ensure that they are in good health. If there is a problem, they will not take it. There, it’s always young children.”

Tang Yuan took a breath, it was really an eye-opener, "Then what about the ones you gave away? There are also those you actively chased, and if you don't keep them all, one of them will be bought and used by your hostility..."

Tang Yin would investigate everything he wanted to say, but swallowed the words, and waited until his son had mastered those.

Taking care of his son, Tang Yin said impatiently, "Mind your own business, school will start soon, you are so fat, why don't you lose weight quickly?"

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes.

Tang Yin flicked the cigarette butt into the garbage basket, and said pitifully, "Xiao Yuan, Dad has a headache, it hurts."

Most people can't see this side of the chairman, and it's hard to believe it.

We have seen each other no less than ten times since I was a child, but Tang Yuan still had a chill, so he went to get a towel to wipe his father's face and hands, "Old Comrade Tang, you are getting old, drink less if you can."

Tang Yin sighed comfortably, "Dad remembers what you said, so I specially asked Secretary Pei to block it a lot tonight. If he wasn't smart enough to divert the attention of those old things, Dad would have collapsed in the hotel."

Tang Yuan, "..."

Why is it so difficult for me?The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, what should I do?

I just lost my first kiss tonight.

Tang Yin didn't notice anything unusual about his son, so he urged, "Give Dad a massage."

Tang Yuan absently put his hands on both sides of his father's temples, and pressed them gently.

When he came to his senses, his father had already fallen asleep.

Tang Yuan tidied up the bedside table, his father's cell phone in his trouser pocket rang, and there was no note, so he pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

The other end was silent for a second or two, and a woman's hesitant voice sounded, "Is it the young master?"

Tang Yuan felt that the voice was a little familiar. He knew it was Fang Lin. After all, she was a fan of her movie, so she paid more attention, "Well, yes, it's me."

Fang Lin asked softly, "Is Mr. Tang okay?"

"Oh he..." Tang Yuan glanced at Comrade Tang who was sleeping like a pig, "It's not very good."

Fang Lin asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yuan looked at the ink painting on the wall. Jin Cancan was right. What Fang Lin wanted from his father was different from others. What she wanted was his father's heart.

"I'm kidding, my dad is already asleep."

After finishing the call, Tang Yuan put his mobile phone on the table and saw the wallet next to him. He picked it up and opened it, and found a photo from the innermost layer. It was a one-inch photo, black and white, with a little yellowing.

In the photo is a girl with short hair, long and curved eyelashes, big and bright eyes, can talk, she is smiling, revealing shallow pear holes, looks very delicate.

That's his mother.

Tang Yuan rubbed his mother's outline with his fingers. He had seen this photo by accident several years ago.

How did his dad do that when he was with other women, with fucking pictures?

It would be impossible to replace him.

Aren't the body and mind together?Can they still be separated?

Tang Yuan felt that he would never reach that level in his life.

His body and mind can only be given to the same person.

What Lin Xiao said could not happen.

Tang Yuan went back to the room to check the time. It was so late, so he stopped playing the video with grandma. When he was lying in bed and getting sleepy, grandma sent a video invitation.

The old lady lived in the family building of the compound, far away, she was old and couldn't bear such an occasion with her old bones, so she didn't go there.

As soon as the video was connected, the old lady brought her face full of dimples to the screen, "Xiao Yuan, where are you?"

Tang Yuan held up his mobile phone and asked his grandma to look around, "In the room."

The old lady looked good, "When will you come to see grandma?"

Tang Yuan said, "Go on Saturday."

The old lady said two good times in succession, "Grandma will make Artemisia Baba for you."

Tang Yuan swallowed, wanting to eat, he sat up, "Grandma, I thought you went to bed early."

"Waiting to video with you." The old lady said with a smile, "Knowing that you are busy, grandma wants to find you later."

Tang Yuan's eyes were steaming, "Grandma, why don't you ask my dad?"

The old lady was very disgusted, "Ask him what he is doing, he is so old, he can't get up among the women, and he is not as sensible as my Xiaoyuan."

Tang Yuan, "..."

The next morning, Pei Wenjin came to Tang Yin to sign with a bunch of documents.

Tang Yuan nestled on the sofa, gnawed an apple and read manga, saw him come in, frightened and stuffed the manga under his butt, blushing.

The butler who stood by and waited on wanted to remind, young master, don't be embarrassed, hello, this is not a secret, and Secretary Pei will definitely know about it.

Besides, there are several books on the coffee table.

On the cover are both brothers.

Tang Yuan sneaked a look at the man like a little daughter-in-law, the more he looked, the more doubts he felt.

His father didn't get up in the morning, he was haggard and tired, and his complexion was very bad, as if he had aged several years.

It is what a person who has drunk too much should spend the night.

But this man's eyes were bloodshot, he seemed to have not slept all night, and when he was shaving in the morning, he was distracted and scratched a small gash on his chin.

It was completely different from his father's state, as if he had encountered something that bothered him.

It's not like being drunk...

When Pei Wenjin went downstairs, he saw the young man sitting on the sofa, holding a half-gnawed apple in a daze. He passed by the sofa, took another step back, and asked, "Master, where is the original mobile phone?"

Tang Yuan said without thinking, "It's in the drawer."

After reacting, he stared at the back of the man leaving, and gnawed on the apple angrily.

Ouch, what the hell, am I being fucked? !