naaapseattle Chapter 61 Continue to come out
Chapter 61 Continue to come out
"This is also a match made in heaven."
Zhong Xun thought he would be questioned by Wu Yulan when he got home, who would have thought that Wu Yulan was not at home at all.
She went to live with her parents for a while, and Zhong Xun didn't meet her for several days.
Chu Tingdong gave him three days off, took him to the movies, to the amusement park, and went skiing in the suburbs, Zhong Xun had a good time, and was almost spoiled by lawlessness.
"After the college entrance examination, I will print out all the photos." Zhong Xun was finally exhausted from playing at night, Zhong Xun was forced by Chu Tingdong to take a shower, and then fell on the bed, hugging the little gorilla and said.
He originally thought that there were not many photos with Chu Tingdong, but after going out to take pictures this time, he realized that he had taken so many.
His SLR's memory is full.
Chu Tingdong let him make trouble, his eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand to scratch his belly.
Zhong Changnian fought with people and ran around. In fact, he has a thin layer of abdominal muscles, but he is too thin, so it is not obvious, and it is still soft and delicate to the touch.
"Why do you keep touching me?" Zhong Xunyou hid, he jumped up, turned over and pressed Chu Tingdong, grabbed his sweater collar, and shouted, "I want to touch you too!"
Chu Tingdong smiled at him, Zhong Xun was picked up before he could get dizzy, and then he heard Chu Tingdong say in a cold voice: "Enough playing, just finish writing these papers. "
Zhong Xun was in pain.
He couldn't remember what the first item on the periodic table of chemical elements was, and Chu Tingdong even asked him to do the questions. He wanted to just finish the college entrance examination and tear up these torn papers.
It's useless for him to act coquettishly, Chu Tingdong doesn't like this at all, so he can only lower his head and pick up the pen with his eyebrows downcast.
Chu Tingdong was also sitting beside him reading a book, and when Zhong Xun was about to be hungry, he went to steam him a bowl of egg pudding.
Until Zhong Zhonglin arrived home at night, he came over with a sullen face and knocked on Chu Tingdong's bedroom door.
Zhong Xun thought that Zhong Zhonglin was looking for trouble for him, but Zhong Zhonglin didn't expect that Zhong Zhonglin didn't even look at him, frowned, and called Chu Tingdong directly, "Come here."
Chu Tingdong pinned Zhong Xun's head to prevent him from moving, and then went to the balcony with Zhong Zhonglin.
"What exactly do you want?" Zhong Zhonglin raised his head and asked him with a dark face, without beating around the bush.
He thought that at least Chu Tingdong would listen to him and understand their hard work as parents, but after this period of time, Chu Tingdong had no regrets and got involved with Zhong Xun.
"Uncle, I want Zhong Xun to go to other provinces with me to go to college." Chu Tingdong simply had a showdown with him.
"What do you mean?" Zhong Zhonglin asked him, "It's fine for him to mess around, why do you follow him around? Do you think you can keep it a secret forever? How disappointed will your mother be when she finds out in the future?"
"I didn't want to hide it for the rest of my life," Chu Tingdong's eyes were quiet, "I'll wait a year or two, and I'll find a chance to tell her. I just like someone. It's my own business, and I have nothing to do with Zhong Xun. There is no need to feel disappointed for me."
Zhong Zhonglin felt that they were simply unreasonable. He was not ashamed of engaging in such disgusting things as homosexuality, and dared to stand here and talk back to him so frankly.
"Haven't you ever thought about your biological father?" Zhong Zhonglin tried to poke his weakness, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "How will you explain to them in the future? Will they support you?"
Chu Tingdong's voice became even weaker, and he said, "They already know, I have nothing to explain."
Zhong Zhonglin was dumbfounded, and when Chu Tingdong left, his face flushed with anger, but he couldn't vent it.
Unlike Zhong Xun, Chu Tingdong would quarrel with him hysterically, and even dared to fight him when he was in a hurry.
He was silent and unmoved, and all the emotions in his eyes were like dark deep streams.
It was the first time Zhong Zhonglin was so passive in front of the juniors.
He looked embarrassed and was full of annoyance, but even if he scolded Chu Tingdong angrily now, he would not gain the upper hand. Chu Tingdong's indifferent attitude of looking down made everyone else look like a clown.
It was also the first time for Zhong Zhonglin to experience the feeling that when Zhong Xun faced them, no matter how loud and hoarse he was, he would not be heard.
He nearly had a heart attack.
Zhong Xun was not in the mood to do any more questions at all, he lowered his head and scribbled on the draft paper, and when he heard Chu Tingdong's footsteps approaching the bedroom, he hurriedly opened the paper again and continued to write nonsense.
"What did he tell you?" Zhong Xun asked impatiently as soon as Chu Tingdong opened the door and came in.
Chu Tingdong didn't say a word, glanced at the paper that he hadn't even finished the first few choices, and said mercilessly, "I'll tell you when you finish writing this one."
Zhong Xun turned his head aggrieved again.
He had no self-control, and relied on Chu Tingdong to force him. No matter what the subject, he could still do the filling in the blanks in the previous choices, but the later ones were all big questions, and he had no patience at all.
After writing for a while, I couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette.
"Here." Chu Tingdong was asked three times by him, then he took out the cigarette case, put it on the table, put his fingertips in front of him, and said, "You can smoke as many as you want."
"Uh..." Zhong Xun couldn't believe it when he was so happy.
"What are the conditions?" Zhong Xun had already touched the cigarette case with his fingertips, but he didn't dare to take it, so he bit his lower lip and asked him.
"Sleep by myself at night." Chu Tingdong said.
Zhong Xun thought what was so great about this, he picked up the cigarette case and left without hesitation, but he was also afraid that Chu Tingdong would be really angry, so he only smoked one, and waited until the smell of the cigarette dissipated before going back to the bedroom.
He continued to do the questions again, Chu Tingdong didn't look up at him again.
At night, after taking a quick shower, he wanted to pounce on Chu Tingdong's bed, but Chu Tingdong gave him a cold glance, and then lay down beside the bed, still clutching the sheet with his fingertips.
"You really won't let me go to bed?" Zhong Xun muttered softly, he felt that Chu Tingdong was trying to scare him.
Unexpectedly, Chu Tingdong raised his chin slightly, pointed to the door of the bedroom, and said softly, "Go out."
Zhong Xun didn't want to leave at all, but he didn't want to be too spineless.
Seeing that Chu Tingdong really didn't intend to keep him at all, he hugged the pillow and walked away with Chu Tingdong's quilt, turned his head three times at a step, and left slowly.
After lying down, he didn't feel sleepy, his eyes opened wider and wider, he kicked the quilt hard a few times, got up angrily, brushed his teeth and took a bath, after tossing around, he reached Chu Tingdong's bedroom.
Chu Tingdong didn't lock it, he pushed it a little, and the door opened.
Moreover, Chu Tingdong was not asleep yet, a desk lamp was turned on by the bedside, a laptop was placed on his lap, and he was typing on the keyboard with his head down.
"What's the matter?" Chu Tingdong asked him without looking up.
Zhong Xun didn't say a word, and crawled towards the inner side of the bed with his buttocks pouted and his head depressed. Chu Tingdong didn't stop him, and he dug a hole in the quilt beside Chu Tingdong that was big enough to sit down on.
Then he hugged Chu Tingdong tightly, his messy curly hair brushed against Chu Tingdong's neck, and hugged Chu Tingdong's arm.
"Annoyer." Chu Tingdong twitched the corner of his mouth indistinctly, and called him in a low voice.
Zhong Xun didn't refute, and he acquiesced that he was annoying.
He was not even satisfied with this position, so he moved to the side again, sat between Chu Tingdong's legs, and lowered his eyelashes listlessly to look at his computer screen.
It was a domestic photography contest, and Chu Tingdong opened the submission interface.
"Baby," Chu Tingdong put his arms around him, lowered his head and smelled the side of his neck, there was no smell of smoke, and let him go for now, "Do you want to try this? I checked before, it's a regular event, and there are bonuses."
Zhong Xun stared at it for a while, and it was hard not to be moved. He didn't want to show some photos to others, but some of them didn't really matter.
"What should I compete with?" Zhong Xun asked in a daze.
The theme of this photography competition is light and shadow. Chu Tingdong felt that every photo of Zhong Xun could be entered, and it was a very good work, not only his love of the house and the black.
"It's all right," Chu Tingdong said to him, "You can submit a photo or a series, and you also need to give the work a name."
This stumped Zhong Xun, he leaned back a little, and fell on Chu Tingdong's arm, his brows were wrinkled, thinking hard, he didn't have any name to choose.
"I didn't ask you to think about it now," Chu Tingdong hugged him funny, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about me, I just saw this photography competition, so I asked if you would like to participate, it depends on your opinion." It doesn't matter if you don't want to."
"It won't be until mid-March. If you want to sign up, just think about it before then."
"I think." Zhong Xun went to browse the website carefully again, and it really looked very professional.
He also thought about whether he should submit the manuscript somewhere, but he didn't try it. One is lazy, and the other is that he feels that he is not good enough.
"Do you really think you can do it?" Zhong Xun still had no confidence, and turned to ask Chu Tingdong.
"Well," Chu Tingdong fiddled with the little knob on the back of his head, "You took very good pictures, every one of them."
Zhong Xun Wocan bent over and was praised by him, so he couldn't help but cry.
"You are outstanding." Chu Tingdong continued.
Zhong Xun: "..."
At first, Zhong Xun thought that he was blind to pick Chu Tingdong, but now he felt that Chu Tingdong was also blind and fell in love with him. To a certain extent, this is also a match made in heaven.
Chu Tingdong laughed and asked him, "Do you not believe it?"
Only a fool would believe it, right?
"No." Zhong Xun scratched his neck and refused to admit it.
When Chu Tingdong told him, he didn't believe it. When Chu Tingdong stopped talking, he couldn't help but elbow Chu Tingdong again, and asked doubtfully, "Do you really think I'm that good?"
He also pretended to analyze, "You will be overwhelmed by emotions for a while. After a while... maybe before school starts, you will find out that I am just a bastard."
Even if Chu Tingdong likes him, Zhong Xun also knows that he is not the same as him, it is not that he underestimates himself, they are not born in a similar environment.
Chu Tingdong paused for a few seconds, his voice was calm, and he asked him: "If you are not good, why do you think I will be carried away because of you?"
Zhong Xun was taken aback, his lips parted slightly, and he couldn't think of how to refute.
This man suddenly had a mouth, it was so nasty that it was unbearable.
His cheeks were blushing, he groaned, unable to utter a word, reluctantly and shamelessly admitted that he was really fine, then lay down and held Chu Tingdong's hand and pretended to be asleep.
He was held down by Chu Tingdong and continued to review, even if he was not serious, he still remembered a lot.
Chu Tingdong found a simulation paper for him to do, and he was more than 20 points higher than before. Although he couldn't compare with Chu Tingdong, who was the first in age, Zhong Xun didn't want to compare with him at all.
He's pretty happy with that score now.
Chu Tingdong was finally willing to let him go out to have fun, so Zhong Xun took him to the Internet cafe for an afternoon, and then went to have dinner with Chu Tingdong after playing basketball in the video game city.
After the new year, this time it is really spring, Zhong Xun is also very dry.
In the evening, I will definitely go to the hotel with Chu Tingdong.
He wanted Chu Tingdong to touch his neck and pinch his waist, his calves were hanging on the side of the bed, his snow-white arches were slightly tense, his face was blushing, and he stared straight at him.
After all, Chu Tingdong was thinner-skinned than him, and every time his ears turned red, he couldn't help but cover his eyes.
But covering it was not enough, Zhong Xun was still humming indiscriminately, his voice was low and viscous, unbearable, and he could hum anything.
Chu Tingdong could only let go and cover his mouth again.
Zhong Xun's peach blossom eyes curved beautifully, turned his head slightly, closed his eyelashes, and rubbed his sweaty cheek against his palm.
They still have to go home before school starts.
The next day, when Zhong Xun got home and changed his shoes, he heard Zhong Zhonglin call him.
He rolled his eyelids, responded perfunctorily, and went to his bedroom with his schoolbag to stay.
Zhong Zhonglin couldn't reason with Chu Tingdong, even if he didn't want to talk to Zhong Xun, he could only go to him.
Zhong Xun originally wondered why Zhong Zhonglin was so anxious all of a sudden, wanting him to break up with Chu Tingdong, and after a long time, it turned out that Wu Yulan had a false pregnancy, but she was not pregnant anyway.
She discussed with Zhong Zhonglin that she would go to the maternity check-up a year ago and pick up the certificate on the way after the check-up. Anyway, it won't be too late to hold the wedding after some time, and maybe she can have a [-]-year-old banquet with the child.
Who would have thought that it was found out that she did not have any children, but only had symptoms similar to pregnancy. The two of them were very embarrassed, and they did not mention the remarriage for the time being.
In the past, Zhong Xun would definitely have sneered and taunted Zhong Zhonglin, but now he just finds it annoying and wants Zhong Zhonglin to finish speaking quickly. He would rather go to do homework with Chu Tingdong.
"Why should I break up with him?" Zhong Xun heard Zhong Zhonglin talking to him for a long time, raised his eyelashes, and suddenly said this sentence.
How dare you ask him back?
Zhong Zhonglin's already gloomy face became even more ugly, and his brows were frowned into deep Sichuan characters.
"Are you going to hang out with men all the time? Did Song Yiling teach you?" Zhong Zhonglin held back and didn't slap him. "Is it disgusting? What do you like about him?"
Zhong Xun leaned on the pillow and sat on his single bed. He was too irritated by the question, and suddenly he blinked and smiled. His lips were still bright red, and his body was covered with hickey marks and smells left by Chu Tingdong. What can it be, I like him to fuck me so much."
Zhong Zhonglin's brain was buzzing, and his blood pressure was soaring. He picked up the baseball bat next to him and hit him.
Before Zhong Xun could dodge in time, he was hit a few times, feeling that his bones were broken, and fell to his knees covered in cold sweat.
Chu Tingdong was worried that he was alone with Zhong Zhonglin, and stayed outside Zhong Xun's bedroom leaning against the wall. Hearing Zhong Xun's sudden muffled groan, he frowned, opened the door and went in to hug him.
When he was angry, he deliberately hit him whenever he spoke, but when he touched his wet shoulder blades, his heart softened a little.
Zhong Zhonglin didn't dare to do anything to Chu Tingdong because he was afraid of being discovered by Wu Yulan, but now he is so angry that he doesn't care about anything, he even kicked and kicked when he got angry.
"Fuck," Zhong Xun's eyes turned cold, his face turned pale, and he said angrily, holding back the pain, "don't fucking touch his leg!"
He staggered to his feet, using brute force to block Chu Tingdong behind him, his eyes flushed with pain, and scolded Zhong Zhonglin.
Chu Tingdong taught him a little bit of wrestling before, and he learned it quite quickly. He raised his hand and unloaded Zhong Zhonglin's guy, and threw the baseball bat under the bed, sweating a little on his back.
When Wu Yulan came back from get off work to buy groceries, she heard movement in the bedroom.
At first she thought it was Zhong Xun who was being beaten, so she ignored it and wanted to go directly to the kitchen.
As a result, he vaguely heard Chu Tingdong's voice, and suddenly panicked, hurried over, and heard Zhong Xun say:
"I'm just dating Chu Tingdong. What's wrong with me? I'm a rotten person so I don't deserve it? You only saw him kiss me once, and you haven't seen too many. Did you see him fucking me?!"
Zhong Xun was in the middle of scolding, his chest felt oppressed again, the corners of his eyes were red, and he tried not to shed tears.
Don't let Zhong Zhonglin look down on him.
"Are you still shameless?" Zhong Zhonglin was so angry that his eyes went dark, and he cursed bitterly, "I should have strangled you, you little bastard!"
He raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but Zhong Xun couldn't dodge his neck, Chu Tingdong dragged him behind him, Zhong Zhonglin missed again, and suddenly became even more furious.
"What's the use of talking about it?" Zhong Xun handed Zhong Zhonglin a belt, pulled the neckline of the sweater, and there were dazzling red marks on the white collarbone. He walked over and said, "You just strangle the collar now." Kill me, don't you dare?"
Zhong Zhonglin's hands were shaking, his eyes glared angrily, his canthus were about to split open, and he stared at him firmly.
Zhong Xun turned his head away, he knew that Zhong Zhonglin had no relationship with Fu Qiuman, they got married soon after their blind date, had him in the second year of their marriage, and then began to quarrel endlessly.
No one wanted him when he finally couldn't survive and wanted a divorce. He was redundant and a burden to them from the moment he was born.
He was already a few years old and it was difficult to abandon him, so he went to the court and finally sentenced him to Zhong Zhonglin.
Zhong Zhonglin and the others thought he didn't know anything, but in fact he had known it since he was very young, even including his name, he didn't know if it was true or not.
It seems that grandpa asked someone to help him pick it up in his hometown. The man said he was destined to be thrown away, so he picked up a word search.
He was still pulling at the collar of the sweater with his fingertips, and he didn't dare to look at Chu Tingdong's face.
Only Chu Tingdong liked him and was willing to have him, but it was all fake.
He was so indulging in the illusion that he almost forgot that he had cheated him, and he used him again.
Zhong Xun wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, pushed the door and wanted to go out, but bumped into Wu Yulan head-on, and his steps stiffened instantly.
"Mom." Chu Tingdong followed behind him, also stunned for a few seconds.
Wu Yulan was so astonished, she couldn't believe what she heard just now.
Then he raised his eyes and saw Zhong Xun's moist and red lips, the lips were a little bit broken, and there were traces of glamour.
His eyebrows and eyes are bright and open, he doesn't look like Zhong Zhonglin at all, but he is carved out of the same mold as Fu Qiuman.
That wild model who doesn't know how many men she doesn't know.
She picked up the vegetable basket and slapped Zhong Xunman all over her body, then raised her hand and slapped Chu Tingdong, her lips trembled, and tears welled up, "Can't you just listen to me once?"
"I have to learn figure skating, I fell into a disability, and now I like this bastard, are you going to be killed by him?!"