we are not familiar [entertainment circle]

"What are you talking about? What is cheating?" Wei Feng picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for his father.

"Isn't it just a lie, a nice young man." Wei Feng's father said.

Qiao Chuyang understood what Wei Feng's father meant, so he whispered, "No, I did it voluntarily."

This statement made Wei Feng's father amused, "Silly boy, you are still counting the money."

When he knew Wei Feng's sexuality at the beginning, he didn't understand and disagreed at first, and the father and son had a very tense dispute. After two years, after his wife passed away due to illness, he finally began to gradually compromise.His heart has gotten worse in recent years, and his weakened body has made him look down on many things, and now he can face Wei Feng's matter calmly.

In the past few years, Wei Feng only went home occasionally, and he was also very busy with work. The last time he went home for the New Year was three or four years ago.

Upstairs, Wei Feng's room is still well preserved. There are some posters of TV dramas he starred in when he was a child on the wall, and there are comic novels on the bookshelf. There is a basketball in the corner, all from his high school days.

Qiao Chuyang sat by the bed and looked at the poster of a basketball star pasted on the bed. Because of the long time, the paper had started to turn yellow, and said, "This is so good, it seems like I can see you from before."

Wei Feng sat on the chair behind the desk and turned on the desk lamp. The desktop computer on the desk was still the one from a long time ago, and the display screen was still a big head.

"is it?"

"Yeah," Qiao Chuyang turned over and looked under the bed, "See if I can find the little porn book you hid before."

Wei Feng smiled, "Are you looking for treasure?"

"Huh? Then let's go treasure hunting." Qiao Chuyang stood up and walked to the front of the bookshelf.

Wei Feng also followed, and Qiao Chuyang took out a copy of "Walden Lake" and said, "Would you still read such stream-of-consciousness novels?"

"Hmm... I don't really remember, but I guess I haven't seen it." Wei Feng replied.

This book is indeed as if no one has read it, because it has been placed on the shelf for a long time, the spine of the book is a bit old, but the pages inside are all brand new.

"Did someone give it to you?" Qiao Chuyang opened the title page, and the ink on it had turned light blue, "The words are so delicate, a girl named 'Guo Yingying' gave you a high school graduation gift .”

"It should be my classmate." Wei Feng replied, not paying much attention.

He took out a basketball magazine in the corner, "I used to really like..."

"Wow, this girl likes you!" Qiao Chuyang suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, "Look."

He handed the book to Wei Feng, "These pages are folded."

It was the first time Wei Feng knew that there were folded corners in this book, so he took it.

"The words circled together mean," the two couldn't help but read the three words together, "I like you."

Wei Feng tilted his head slightly, "I just found out."

To be precise, if it wasn't for Qiao Chuyang, he might never have found out.Who is this "Guo Yingying"?I can't remember it seems...

Qiao Chuyang looked at his thoughtful expression, and suddenly closed the book, then stuffed it back to its original position, and said, "How does it feel to confess that you know that you know how to transcend time and space?"

Wei Feng was keenly aware of the slight sourness in these words, so he hugged Qiao Chuyang's waist and whispered in his ear: "A certain person really likes to be jealous."

Because the room was very well heated, Qiao Chuyang took off his down jacket and only put on a thin top. He hid the itchy breath in his ears and muttered, "It's not because a certain person is too popular, a certain person Talent is always jealous."

Wei Feng turned him around with a smile, and pressed him against the bookshelf. Qiao Chuyang leaned on the uneven spine of the book and looked up at him, "I'll forgive you with a kiss."

He didn't say that Wei Feng planned to do the same.

Wei Feng held the back of Qiao Chuyang's head with one hand, and let him lift it to a proper angle, then started to taste it from the corner of his mouth, and then slowly deepened it.

The kissing skills were so superb that Qiao Chuyang, who had his eyes closed, gradually forgot where he was, and the hand holding the partition of the bookshelf unconsciously began to pick a screw there.

Wei Feng rubbed the hands behind his waist skillfully, he felt like his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up...

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, Wei Yang opened the door and came in, glanced at the flushed Qiao Chuyang, coughed lightly and said, "The guest room has been packed."

There was a single bed in Wei Feng's room, which couldn't fit two people, so they lived together in a larger guest room.

Wei Feng's father had very healthy work and rest habits, and he fell asleep at around nine o'clock in the evening. Qiao Chuyang went downstairs to drink water, and happened to see Wei Yang standing on the small balcony smoking a cigarette.

"...Don't tell Dad, or he will get angry again." Wei Yang said, matching his standing posture with a bit of a foolish taste, and the smile on his face was also a bit ruffian.

Qiao Chuyang took a sip of water and said, "Well, you should go to bed early too."

"You and my brother...why are you together? Because of filming?" Wei Yang suddenly stopped him.

Qiao Chuyang was a little surprised, and stopped to go upstairs, "Yes, because of filming."

"That's it, it's good." Wei Yang didn't seem to care too much, and continued to smoke.

Qiao Chuyang went upstairs, and Wei Feng had already taken a shower.

"Your brother feels very different from you." Qiao Chuyang sat on the small sofa and said.

"Many people say that," Wei Feng replied, "but he is a good boy."

He has been very busy with work since he was a child, and his younger brother is the only one who stays with his parents at home. Later, when he got into an argument with his father, it was his younger brother who was in the middle.Although he is just 20 years old and looks unserious, he is actually a very serious person in his bones.

"My mother said it a long time ago," Wei Feng looked at Qiao Chuyang and said, looking a little nostalgic, "She said that I look very obedient, but in fact I am the most disobedient, and Wei Yang is just the opposite of me."

This was one of the few Wei Feng talking about his mother in front of him, Qiao Chuyang continued: "Auntie knows you very well."

"Well, she is a very attractive person." Wei Feng seemed to remember something, stood up and took out the small cross necklace that Qiao Chuyang had seen before from a mezzanine of the suitcase, "She is religious, this is She gave it to me long ago."

Wei Feng had worn this necklace for a long time, and did not take it off until after his mother passed away two years ago, but he kept it with him all the time.

"Protecting you." These were her last words.

The subject of this sentence—probably herself.There is no way to go with them in the future, so I can only protect them in heaven.

Qiao Chuyang could imagine it.

Two children who lost their biological mother at an early age. She is a latecomer, but she can be recognized and loved by them. She must be a kind and wise person.

Wei Feng looked at the cross under the light, and suddenly stood up and walked to Qiao Chuyang's side, then stood behind him and put the necklace on his neck.

"Protecting you," he said.

The next day is the Lunar New Year. According to the custom here, we have to get up on the morning of New Year's Eve to have a reunion dinner.

Qiao Chuyang was awakened by the faint sound of firecrackers, and Wei Feng was getting dressed.

"Are you awake? Firecrackers are not allowed in the urban area, but the inspection here is not too strict." Wei Feng said.

Qiao Chuyang also got up and watched Wei Feng pull the curtains aside.

"Look, it's snowing."

It's true, the street was still very clean yesterday, but it was covered with snow overnight, and clusters of snowflakes kept falling in the slightly gray sky, giving it a clean and beautiful feeling.

Qiao Chuyang also went to the window to look. Wei Feng saw that he hadn't finished his clothes yet, so he pinched his waist, "Hurry up and get dressed, don't catch a cold."

When the two went downstairs, Wei Yang was already cooking in the kitchen.

Qiao Chuyang was surprised that Wei Yang's chopping action was so proficient, which was completely in contrast to his golden retriever.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" He walked in.

"Hmm..." Wei Yang thought for a while, he was always busy by himself, "Then put this in the microwave to warm it up."

Wei Feng also came to help, saying: "He majored in nutrition, and now he looks more and more like a cook."

"That's also to inherit the family business," Wei's father said while sitting aside, "The family is in the food industry, it's not just a coincidence."

"Then wouldn't it be better to learn the management industry like this?" Wei Feng said, "You should have listened to me in the first place."

Dad and elder brother bickered every day, Qiao Chuyang turned his head to look at Wei Yang's expression, and found that he looked detached, as if he hadn't heard the arguments about him, and was trying the taste of the soup.

A meal for only four people does not require too many dishes, but after sitting down, the five dishes on the table are still rich in meat and vegetables, and they look exciting.

"Let's eat." After Dad Wei said, a few people moved their chopsticks.

After breakfast, it was completely bright outside, and the snow was still falling.

Seeing Qiao Chuyang staring outside, Wei Feng asked him, "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Qiao Chuyang nodded.

When the two of them walked outside the door, the snow was a little deep, and there was ice under it, and they were a little slippery when walking, so Wei Feng took his hand and walked together.

There were very few pedestrians on the road, and the two walked along the edge for a short distance. Qiao Chuyang took out his mobile phone to take pictures while walking.

After taking a few pictures of the snow scene on the side of the road, I started to take pictures of Wei Feng, who looked at him with a smile.

"Let's take a group photo," Qiao Chuyang leaned over and said, and then realized that he was holding the phone at an inappropriate angle, so he handed the phone to Wei Feng, "You take the picture."

Wei Feng took it in a timely manner, and the two were framed under the same lens, so they were very close.

Qiao Chuyang's nose was a little red, and then he smiled skillfully at the camera.

Wei Feng always felt that something was wrong, so he suddenly lowered his head and kissed his side cheek.

Qiao Chuyang was tickled by him, and flinched with a smile, "Take a good photo."

"Isn't this a shot?" Wei Feng said, and then handed him the phone to look at. The camera successfully captured the moment of the kiss. When Qiao Chuyang smiled, he closed one eye by coincidence.

"Very good." Wei Feng concluded.

In the end, he took a few more photos, but Qiao Chuyang still felt that the kissing one was better, so he set it as a screensaver.

The two laughed and walked back along the way they came.