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The second day after returning from Disney, Yang Zichen finally received a call from his parents who were traveling.

"Are there at night?" He looked down at his watch while confirming, "Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport."

He was about to land at the door of his house without making a sound. Fortunately, he didn't return to Jiangcheng, otherwise he would have to go back to Fengshi to pick up these two.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zichen turned around to discuss with Yi Xian: "I have to pick up my elder brother in a while. If you want to go back to Jiangcheng, I'll send you to the high-speed rail station?"

I didn't quite understand who the "second elders" were referring to, but from Yang Zichen's tone Yi Xian could guess that it was the elders of his family, nodded and said, "If I'm in a hurry, I can take the subway by myself?"

"So obedient?" Yang Zichen glanced at him with a smile, "It's not that rushed...they didn't arrive until eight o'clock, if it was later, I would have sent you back directly. Have dinner, and then I'll send you back Take it to the high-speed rail station, huh?"

Yi Xian didn't insist, so he agreed.

In fact, it's not that he can't let him take the subway by himself, but Yang Zichen thought about it and thought that since he can meet fans at Disney, it's not impossible to meet fans by chance in the subway station, so it's better not to let Yi Xian take the risk.

They had a meal together, and then Yi Xian bought a ticket to take the high-speed train back to Jiangcheng, while Yang Zichen turned around and went to Fengshi Airport to pick up his parents.Before parting, Yi Xian asked him when he would return to Jiangcheng. Yang Zichen thought about it, and frowned a little embarrassedly: "...I don't know, it depends on my parents' mood."

He is not often in the country, and it is rare for him to come back. He must stay at home with his parents for a while.As for when his parents are willing to let him go, it depends on the mood of the two elders.

"Okay then." Yi Xian leaned over to kiss him, and said with a smile, "I hope you can come back before I finish my vacation——if you don't have time to go back to Jiangcheng, I will come to Fengshi."

When he came, he only had a bag on his back, and it was easy to go back, so he waved his hand and left.After watching his back entering the station, Yang Zichen looked down at the vibrating mobile phone, and connected the overseas call from his brother.

He didn't know whether this master came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes or to talk about family affairs, so he called brother to make sure he was right, and asked in a very doggy way: "What's the wind blowing today, why do you have time to call me?" ?”

"Mom and Dad are back," his brother said on the phone, "Did they contact you?"

"We promised to pick them up at the airport in a while." Yang Zichen told the truth, "I'll stay at home tonight and stay with them for a few more days—what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just saw the commercial sample, so I'll give you a call."

He didn't say whether the filming was good or not, and Yang Zichen also knew that whether the filming was good or not was only related to Lao Xing, so he didn't answer, and waited honestly for his comment.

Fortunately, Yang Ziheng did not make things difficult for him, and gave a reserved and polite evaluation, which should be regarded as encouragement to novices: "It's not bad, keep working hard."

Yang Zichen heaved a sigh of relief.

After the filming of the advertisement, it stands to reason that as long as he stays at home with his parents for a while, he can go back abroad and continue to idle around and do whatever he wants... But he somehow has a bad premonition, and always feels that his brother will not let go so easily. Passed him, my heart was in a state of panic, and my hands trembled when I looked at the caller ID.

"Then... is it a pass?" He asked cautiously.

"Yes." His brother was very straightforward, but the straightforward direction did not make him happy, "You stay at home with your parents, and come back at the end of the month to report to the planning department."

Yang Zichen: "..."

He really wanted to make a discussion and ask his brother if he could not go.

But the answer is obviously no.

In the end, he picked up his parents at the airport with the posture of a wilting leek. He was so dejected that his mother couldn't even see him, and he slapped him on the back suddenly: "What's the matter, can't stand up straight or not?" Spinal disease?"

Yang Zichen pushed the old man's luggage and walked ahead, and said weakly: "...You are my own mother, do you say that about your son?"

His father chuckled in a good-tempered manner at the back, and had no intention of rehabilitating him at all. Seeing that he was being scolded by his mother all the way to the car, and he was about to be scolded at home, he asked his mother symbolically: " You didn't drink any water after sitting on the plane for two hours, let your son buy you a drink?"

So before Yang Zichen could get in the car, he was sent to buy a drink again—by ​​the time he bought hot jujube tea and returned to the parking lot, his father had already smoothed his mother's hair with great powers, and was on the phone Tell my aunt to stew pears with rock sugar at night to clear the lungs and moisturize the dryness.

"I heard that you came back here to do business." His mother took the tea and thanked him. She sat in the back seat and drank while looking at him through the rearview mirror. "How are you doing, are you not lazy?"

"It's basically done, otherwise I wouldn't dare to show up in front of you."

The family status of their family is basically his mother-his father-his brother-his arrangement. If Yang Zichen met his brother like a mouse meeting a cat, then seeing his mother is probably like a mouse meeting a group of cats, completely losing his survival want.

You know, before his brother took over the company, the number one was actually his family's powerful queen mother, not his buddhist father who smiled and played chess all day long.As a prodigal son who was kicked out of the country by his mother when he was a teenager, and who was still eating the emperor's food when he was in his twenties, Yang Zichen would not dare to fight against his mother even if he gave Yang Zichen ten more courage.

Although his mother is no longer concerned with matters, his brother has perfectly inherited her mantle, like a male version of his mother, controlling Yang Zichen submissively, not daring to say a word.

Originally thought that the empress dowager and the emperor's brother had planned this time, but his mother changed her normal attitude and educated him earnestly: "Your brother also wants you to be independent earlier, work harder."

What else could Yang Zichen say, he just responded well and took the elders home for dinner.

They arrived home late, and it was already ten o'clock after dinner.Guessing that it was time for his parents to go to bed and have no time to worry about him, Yang Zichen got off the table and was about to sneak upstairs, but his father stopped him before he took two steps: "Son, come here."

His father had a good temper, so Yang Zichen wasn't afraid, seeing his mother go to take a bath, he came back with a smile and sat down beside him, asking him what he wanted to do.

"I heard from your brother that he asked you to come back to plan a new product advertisement this time?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this. Yang Zichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, the sample has been sent to my elder brother, and he said it's not bad."

His father is a well-known calligrapher, and his business has almost nothing to do with the company. He suddenly asked him about the advertisement, which made him a little confused.

"When will you copy the film for your mother to watch?" His father looked up at the upstairs and smiled, "She said she would not interfere, but she is actually quite worried about you. She is afraid that you will mess up if she relaxes outside. If you smash it, you will be scolded by your elder brother again later."

Yang Zichen was angry and funny, and said helplessly, "Can you wait for me to order?"

"Who made you restless all the time? Finally, you are willing to do business. Can she not care?"

"Okay, I'll ask Xing Yue to copy the film tomorrow, you two can enjoy it...Xing Yue, do you remember? He used to come to our house for New Year's Eve."

Lao Xing helped him a lot this time, he couldn't let people have no name, at least he had to make it clear who the director was - Yang Zichen really thought so at first.

As a result, his father, an old artist, was too enlightened to say anything, his brain circuit was still very clear, his expression remained unchanged after he finished speaking, but his tone was a little more cautious, and he pointed out: "Could it be that he..."

Yang Zichen: "What?"

He didn't react at once, and looked at his father for two seconds stupidly, and then he understood the meaning of the words from the eyes of the other party.

Even though he came out of the closet for several years, he considered himself a gay man who had seen the world, and was shocked by his father's brains: "...What are you thinking, Lao Xing is my brother, it doesn't matter like that!"

His father was obviously relieved: "Fortunately, I almost started to recall whether he treated him badly when he came to our house..."

Except for one word of obedience, Yang Zichen had nothing to say.

It just so happened that his mother came out of the shower and was going downstairs while applying a facial mask. He immediately found an excuse to see if the rock sugar pear heat was ready and slipped away, lest his father spread this amazing brain hole to his mother, and then the city The door caught fire and brought disaster to his little shrimp.

By the time he took a bath and lay down peacefully on the bed, it was already late.When Yang Zichen took out the alarm clock on his phone, he remembered that he had forgotten to ask if Yi Xian had arrived safely. He opened WeChat, and sure enough, there was a message from a child.

Yi Xian probably arrived in Jiangcheng when he first received his parents, and after returning to the hotel, he sent him a few night scenes of the riverside taken from the window of the room one after another.

"When are you free, remember to message me back." Probably because he didn't get a response after sending several messages, he said pitifully after nine o'clock.

Looking at the time, Yang Zichen sent him a reply: "Are you asleep?"

Then I cut out and left a message to Lao Xing, asking him to send a copy of the sample, so that his parents can appreciate Xing's artistic level tomorrow.

In the short time he was typing, Yi Xian had already replied to him several times like clockwork.

"Didn't sleep."

"Why are you only online now? Have you received anyone?"

"I miss you a little bit."

Yang Zichen tapped the screen, returned to the chat page with him, and couldn't help laughing.

"Am I like that kind of junior high school girl who is easy to coax? How long have you not seen each other?"

Yi Xian replied to him: "But I really miss you."

Yang Zichen said with a smile, "That's no way, just think about it."

He didn't go into the meaning of this unnutritious conversation, maybe Yi Xian really missed him, maybe he just wanted to act like a baby after not seeing him all night, whatever, it always feels good to be needed.

In the past, he always disliked Yi Xian's coquetry and clinginess, but now he is lying on the bed alone, separated by the Internet, and he doesn't think Yi Xian is so clingy, and even got used to the life of the two of them during this time, Now I feel a little empty around me.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Yi Xian said he missed him.

Habits are horrible.