falling grass in pairs

It's any normal day, but it's not so after a piece of news this morning.An hour ago, Yan Xianglin and Zheng Yichi were still asleep in bed, Jiang Cheng got up and took a shower, and Yan Ze was also dreaming.

An hour later, Jiang Cheng hurried to the company, while Zheng Yichi went back to school first, and Yan Xianglin took Yan Ze on the way home.

That phone call made Yan Ze not very calm now, people on both sides couldn't explain clearly, it was hard to explain, so they had to stammer, and finally Yan Xianglin said something to take Yan Ze home.

The road wasn't considered a traffic jam, and Yan Ze took a deep breath when he reached the door, feeling a little sweaty in his vest.In his heart, this experience can be said to be fearful and respectable.At least he was ready to come out.

Yan Xianglin looked at his younger brother's heroic expression, frowned, and pressed his shoulder first: "Don't say anything later, let me do it first, you understand?"

My brother's palm is as wide and thick as a memory, as if it can hold everything.Yan Ze subconsciously relaxed a lot, and nodded with cold sweat.

The door was pushed open, Yan Xianglin and Yan Ze tried their best to look the same as usual, called their parents, changed their shoes, drank water, and clamored for something to eat.

Yan's father and Yan's mother still had complicated faces at the beginning, but seeing that the two of them were the same as before, they showed doubts.

Yan's father played tricks on Yan's mother, and the two obviously discussed something in advance.

Yan's mother came over to tease Yan Ze, and pulled him to the sofa all the way: "Xiao Ze, come on, you are busy in your senior year, how long has it been since we and mother had a good chat?"

As soon as Yan Ze heard the tone and lines, his flesh ached. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Yan Xianglin, but saw Yan's father knocking on the table, got up and turned back to the room: "Come with me."

The heart that had just calmed down was beating again, and Yan Ze was almost powerless to pay attention to what his mother said.

Mother Yan yelled several times before she got Yan Ze's attention back.

In the room, I don't know what Yan's father and Yan Xianglin said. After a while, the two came out, their faces were pale, and there was no emotion.Only Yan Ze, who knew himself well, could tell that Yan Xianglin was a little nervous now.

what happened?

Before they had time to think about it, both of them sat down on the sofa. Mother Yan hesitated to take out her phone and flipped through it a few times before handing it to Yan Xianglin: "Xiang Lin, have you read this message?"

Although Yan Ze couldn't see it, he knew what it was, and his face turned pale.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xianglin just glanced at it, handed it to Yan Ze casually, and smiled, as if he didn't care.Yan Ze was a little confused by his brother's ambiguous attitude, and he didn't know what to do when he took the phone.

Mother Yan stared at Yan Ze: "Xiao Ze, have you seen it?"

Yan Ze could only force a smile: "My brother told me that I..."

"Is this you?" Father Yan interrupted him directly.

"How is it possible, it's not him." The elder brother laughed again, pulling out the phone and playing with it back and forth.

Yan Ze was dumbfounded, watching his brother lie without even blinking his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Ze's cell phone rang.Coincidentally, it was Jiang Cheng who called.Guessing that things are a bit tricky now, looking for him at a critical moment, maybe there is something important.

I wanted to get up and avoid my parents, but I was afraid of appearing worthless here, not to mention that my parents were staring at him like this...

Yan Ze bit the bullet and picked up the phone, but accidentally shook his hand and pressed it on the speakerphone.

"I'm home, where have you been? I..."

Yan Ze immediately hung up the phone in a hurry.

He could hardly imagine what his parents looked like now.

At this moment, Yan Xianglin who was sitting on the side suddenly stood up, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to Yan's father and mother.

This time, not to mention Yanmu Yanmu, even Yan Ze was taken aback, almost jumping up from the sofa: "Brother?"

Looking at Yanmu, Yanmu, she was completely bewildered.The two of you looked at me and I looked at you, and for a while I didn't know what was going on.Yan's mother cried out what's wrong, this child, go and bend over to help Yan Xianglin.Yan Xianglin refused to get up anyway.Father Yan stared and frowned, looking puzzled.

Yan Ze vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart, but he couldn't react for a moment, he just stood and looked at Yan Xianglin blankly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. Today, in addition to clarifying Ozawa's matter with you, I have to admit my own matter. I don't want to hide it anymore. I like men, and my future lover will also be a man." Yan Xianglin deeply He took a deep breath, and although his voice trembled, he continued without a pause, "That is to say, I'm a real gay. I'm sorry."

Yan Ze only felt a bang in his ears, and all the sounds disappeared, making him speechless for a while, his palms and back were covered with sweat.

"Brother..." Yan Ze couldn't control his voice, almost trembling.

As for Yan's father and Yan's mother, when Yan Xianglin said these words, they were already nailed down, staring at Yan Xianglin who was kneeling in front of him in disbelief, dizzy, as if they had been made a big joke, for a while Can't react.

In the living room, only the ticking of the second hand was heard.

Half a minute later, it was still Father Yan who picked up the slippers suddenly, his face flushed, his eyes widened and he shouted, "I'll beat you to death!"

Yan's mother was so frightened that she could not speak, but at this time she also reacted, and subconsciously went to stop Yan's father, but she didn't want her husband to be angry, and his whole body was full of strength.Yan's father swung Yan's mother's hand away without even looking at it, with such force that Yan Ze quickly stopped her.

He didn't care so much now, and stood in front of his brother the first moment he reacted: "Dad! Mom! Calm down!"

Father Yan recklessly beat Yan Xianglin and Yan Ze several times with his slippers.

Because he stood in front of his elder brother, he knew the strength of his father's attack, so he also knew that Father Yan was really angry now.In the past ten years, this is the first time Yan Ze has seen his father get so angry.

He was a little frightened by the yelling, his eyes turned red almost instantly, but he didn't say much, he just stood firmly in front of Yan Xianglin.

Yan Xianglin wanted to pull him away, or move him aside, but he couldn't.Yan Ze simply hugged Yan Xianglin tightly, and put his whole back in front of his father without hesitation.

"You bastard!" Father Yan's roar seemed to come from his chest, shaking everyone in the room deafened, "I'll kill you! You bastard!"

He yelled and slapped someone indiscriminately in a chaotic manner, but as if it wasn't enough, he turned around and looked for something to beat him.

Yan Ze was terrified when he saw his father like this, and always felt that this matter was causing trouble again. Although he was terrified at this time, he rushed to the room alone, closed the door and locked it, leaned against the door, and looked at him in fear. angry father.

Father Yan turned around and pointed at his nose when he saw him coming up like this: "Get out of the way, I'll count to three."

Yan Ze shook his head in fear, and pressed the door tightly.

Father Yan was so angry that he picked up something and threw it over. After throwing it over, he realized that it was a paperweight that he usually placed on the desk. down.

Father Yan was taken aback, while Yan Ze himself felt as if he had been slapped, as soon as his face was stabbed, something flowed down.

Father Yan went to help Yan Ze in a panic, Yan Ze waved his hand, touched his face, and also touched blood.

Yan's mother was crying and banging on the door loudly.

For a time, the whole family was in chaos.

Yan Ze finally didn't stop his father. He was a little confused when he was hit, and was held in his arms by Yan's mother. While crying and pressing the wound on his brow bone with gauze, he watched with trepidation as Yan's father picked up the golf club at the door. , pumped fiercely at Yan Xianglin.

He wanted to go up to block it, but was dragged by Yan's mother and refused to let go.Yan's mother went to pull Yan's father again, but she couldn't hold back the angry man at all.

Yan Ze knew that his father was in the army when he was young and was a soldier.This status lasted until his 40th birthday, when he was discharged from the army and went into business with his mother.Therefore, in Yan's father's bones, he retained the decisiveness and cruelty of a soldier, and also had a moral standard that people of that era could not underestimate.

In their generation, perhaps the norm has changed.

But in the eyes of the old people, they still look at these things with the eyes of the past.

It took a long, long time before Yan Ze understood these things.

If young people pursue freedom and cannot understand the pedantic and conservative vision of their parents, then on the contrary, their parents are also suffering the same torture as them.Between two generations, it doesn't really matter who is right or wrong. Times are changing, and people are always changing.

It's just that at that time, Yan Ze understood too little.

He saw Yan Xianglin being whipped, but he didn't hide. He just lowered his head and gritted his teeth. After a few blows, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.Father Yan, however, acted as if nothing was enough, he whipped more and more ruthlessly.

Yan Ze's cell phone kept ringing, and he was crying all the time. He only felt voices from all directions in his ears, chaotic.

Yan Xianglin lay on the ground and didn't speak, he just hugged himself and let out a dull moan from his throat, and Yan's mother had been crying badly for a long time. Let him do it again.

"Xiang Lin! Say a few words! It's nonsense to say you are talking about it!" Yan's mother cried.

Even Yan Ze crawled over and cried: "Brother, brother, are you okay? Brother?"

Looking at his son lying on the ground, Father Yan felt dizzy for a moment, as if he was not in the real world.He thought, what am I doing?

It was the dizziness that made him lose his footing and fell backwards.

Mother Yan's eyes were sharp and her hands quickly hugged him, screaming in fright.Yan Xianglin immediately got up and went over, helping his father to sit on the sofa.

Turning to look at my brother on the ground, his head and body were soaked and sweaty, curled up with his arms around his shoulders, as if the pain was unbearable.

Jiang Cheng called Yan Ze all day long, but he didn't get through.Except for the call that he said a few words and was hung up at the beginning.

He knew that something must have happened, and it was definitely not a small matter.Otherwise, Yan Ze would not have reached this time all day without contacting him.

It's not that he didn't call Yan Xianglin after that, but no one answered.

Jiang Cheng probably guessed that things might go to a tricky side.

Time seemed to go back several years ago, when he first came out of the closet.Sickness, abuse, harshness, pressure, and alienation from lovers everywhere.At that time Qin Lian was forced to come out of the closet, and now Yan Ze is also.

The only difference is that more people watched and judged Qin Lian's coming out at that time.As the heir of the Qin family, he may have to bear far more than that.But now Yan Ze, although not necessarily known by his family...

No, I must have known.

Otherwise, how could there be no news about the two of them?Yan Xianglin would not arrest Yan Ze and lock him up, as long as Yan Ze disagreed, he would not do that.

Jiang Cheng was sitting alone in the dark living room, smoking one cigarette after another. At some point, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and he had no intention of stopping.

He couldn't wait, he was almost crazy to wait.There are a thousand guesses and assumptions in my mind, but none of them can be verified or answered.