Fanservice Paradox

This is really a wonderful sentence.

Fang Juexia was hugged by him, closing his eyes, the picture almost imaginable. He even smelled salty seawater and damp wood.

He sniffed his nose, nestled in the shoulder socket of Pei Tingsong, and asked softly, "But we didn't replace it with new parts, and the old ones were exchanged, and we might not be able to sail for hundreds of years."

"Do you want to live as a sperm?" Pei Tingsong finally smiled in his voice, and gently stroked Fang Juexia's back with his palm, obviously he was the younger one, but still like coaxing the child, "Old The parts are old, and we can slowly decay together. Perhaps on a calm day, they will sink to the bottom of the sea together and become two pairs of remains, slowly sinking like a dead whale ... "

Fang Juexia's nose was sour again, "I like the end of this story."

Pei Tingsong smiled at him, "I like it too."

Perhaps one day, someone will dive into the deep sea, discover their existence, and dig out stories about the wind and waves they used to ride side by side, and also realize that every piece of rotten parts on their bodies actually originated from each other.

Two completely different ships of Theseus became the remains of each other and were buried in the sea forever.

Fang Juexia knew that it was probably a stupid and adventurous thing to choose to confess himself when he had just accepted the utter disillusionment, but he really wanted Pei Tingsong to know.

Without Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia could not imagine himself at this time.

It must have been swallowed by darkness.

"I love you." He let go of it and looked at Pei Tingsong's eyes. "I love you very much, Pei Tingsong."

Pei Tingsong was shocked.

This was the first time he heard Fang Juexia said solemnly to him the word love. He always thought that they still stayed on the favorite level, especially Fang Juexia. He never dared to ask too much emotion from this person. He knew it was difficult. Therefore, Pei Tingsong is always afraid of crossing the border, fearing that his too strong feelings will force him back.

But Fang Juexia was too brave, he even took the lead and said the sentence.

Fang Juexia's eyes in his eyes were clear, and there were wounds on his face, but they were so beautiful. The red birthmarks in the corners of his eyes were more beautiful than petals. Pei Tingsong couldn't help but kiss there and whispered, "I love you too. I love you more than you think."

Pei Tingsong has read countless books. There are all kinds of love in the books. He tasted them all, but those words never turned into real emotions. The words were words, and they lived only on paper. It was not until he met Fang Juexia that he knew he could love someone like this.

If you love him, he will be turned into armor.

"Thank you." Fang Juexia took the initiative to put it up and kissed his lips, releasing it quickly, his eyes soft and open.

Pei Tingsong's eyes were sour too. In order to hide his emotions, he laughed again, with a little childishness on his face. "You really are, I have thought many times that I said to you that I love you, which should be special Romantically, the result is preempted by you. "

The sudden "blame" made Fang Juexia a little dazed. "Then ... you didn't discuss it with me."

discuss?

Pei Tingsong feels even more laughable. How can this guy be serious like this, "More than that, I haven't seen you cry before, thinking that the first time you cry in front of me is because of me." He lowered his head and bit With a sip of Fang Juexia's nose, "As a result, this thought has also broken."

Fang Juexia felt a little embarrassed when she thought she had been crying all the time. She lowered her eyes and muttered, "What's so good about crying ..."

"Of course." Pei Tingsong kissed his eyebrows carefully. "You look good when you cry. You can do whatever you want."

The love of young people is always reckless, holding them eagerly in front of you, for fear that you will not turn a blind eye.

Pei Tingsong frowned slightly, "But if you really cry, I will be very uncomfortable, my chest hurts so much, I'm not afraid of you jokes, I have never been so uncomfortable before. I received news from the security guard and knew who was following you When you were your father, my hands were shaking. I was shaking in such hot weather. "Pei Tingsong took a deep breath and continued," And why is San Francisco so far away from Beijing. "

His words were full of complaints, and the ending was like a child. Fang Juexia could almost think of what this irritable guy was anxious at the time, and could not help laughing out loud.

Pei Tingsong is still immersed in his own emotions, "I am really scared and tormented, I am afraid to wait for me to come back, you are desperate because of your dad's things, I am afraid you will not want me suddenly."

Fang Juexia hugged him and wanted to comfort the large dog from the back of his head to his back. "I won't."

"Well," Pei Tingsong said to him, "I won't let you face it alone. I won't let him appear in front of you again." He looked at Fang Juexia seriously, "When you take a shower, I Someone has sent him to the compulsory detoxification center. To be honest, I really want to kill him and let him disappear in this world, but I know that if you are given a choice, you will not do it. "

Fang Juexia looked at him silently, his eyes already giving a definite answer.

The drug treatment center is the best destination. He has accepted the fact that Fang Ping is no longer his father, but he still wants to give him a chance to be a man.

"Can you really quit, depending on his character, if you can't quit, you will stay inside for a lifetime, lest you do anything more extreme."

After Pei Tingsong finished speaking, he put his hand gently on his lower back, "Does this hurt?"

Fang Juexia said it didn't hurt, but Pei Tingsong didn't believe it, so he whispered again, "It hurts a little bit, without hurting the bone, it will be better soon."

Even if that person really gave Fang Juexia his life, he had warmed him in his childhood, but Pei Tingsong couldn't accept that he hurt his favorite person like this.

His senses no longer belonged to him, and he migrated from Fang Juexia. Fang Juexia cried, he would feel heartache, Fang Juexia was hurt, he would hurt even more.

"This will never happen again in the future." Pei Tingsong gently stroked his bruises. "I won't cry anymore, and my heart is broken when you cry."

Fang Juexia nodded and raised her mouth slightly.

"It's still good to laugh." He dialed Fang Juexia's forehead. "We feel that Xia also smiles beautifully."

Fang Juexia has never felt lucky. The word is always very far away from his life, so he keeps on moving forward and constantly persuading himself that there must be an exit in front of him, and all his efforts will be rewarded.

He didn't know whether there would be a reward, but he met Pei Tingsong.

This is his luckiest thing.

The tip of the nose was a little itchy, Fang Juexia rubbed on Pei Tingsong's chin, and then slowly swallowed, "It's already 15th today, you have been walking for six days." Then he looked up at the watch on the wall , "It's not very accurate, but if you calculate according to the present, you have gone for six days and ten hours."

It was really long. It was so long that his small clock was malfunctioning. In reality, a second in his heart could not wait as long as a minute.

But Pei Tingsong came back before the first thunderstorm in summer.

Very timely, did not let him rain.

"do you miss me?"

Hearing his low voice, Fang Juexia nodded slightly, "Well." After that he added, "And I worry about you every day."

Fang Juexia has never seen what a real capital family looks like. He has only seen it on TV. It seems to be very complicated and full of conspiracy. Fang Juexia hates complicated things, and fears that his Pei Tingsong will be bullied by some old gangsters, that his mother will say many things that hurt him, and that Pei Tingsong ca n’t control his emotions and take on others ’ when.

In the past few days, I broke a heart and did nothing well. I was sick like a seedling lacking water.

"I'm afraid you are worried. Calling you every day is not enough."

Fang Juexia cleverly leaned on Pei Tingsong's arms, "I can only feel at ease when I see you. I'm afraid you lied to me and said that I'm fine. In fact, you're not good at all. Listening to your mother's nonsense, she will be angry with her.

What he said was the same as the real thing, which made Pei Tingsong want to laugh.

"Jue Xia."

Fang Juexia likes to hear him call himself that, although everyone else calls it, but Pei Tingsong rarely likes this. Every time these two words are read from his mouth, Fang Juexia has a feeling of being cared for by others. Pei Tingsong's palms were dry and wide, and he felt comfortable touching his cheeks. "I went back this time and saw my mother. Guess what my first reaction was."

Fang Juexia shook his head. He couldn't imagine the picture, even if he imagined anything, he would not dare to say it.

"So she looks like this."

Fang Juexia's hand grabbed the fabric around Pei Tingsong's waist and clenched tightly.

He can't even remember his mother's appearance.

"What?" Fang Juexia asked him with closed eyes.

"How do I say ..." Pei Tingsong tried to describe, "She was wearing a red sleeveless dress with a black pearl necklace on her neck, a big one, but it could not cover the lines on her neck, but Her face was smooth without wrinkles, bulging, and it was different from what I had seen before when I was a kid. It was a lot uglier. "

He spoke very straightforwardly, like describing a strange middle-aged woman.

"When she saw me, she opened her arms to hug me and called Song. She was very affectionate, as if we were very close mothers and sons. But I can't remember the last time I saw her when she was."

Fang Juexia felt distressed, "Did you miss your mother when you were a kid?"

"A mother will miss her," said Pei Tingsong.

This sentence was repeatedly chewed by Fang Juexia in his heart, especially bitter.

"I remember when I was four years old. She rarely came back once. It was my grandfather's birthday. That day she was wearing a black skirt and stood beside him a very tall man. She was one of her boyfriends. Grandpa let me go Look for her and say hello to her. I passed by, but I didn't speak and looked up at her. "

Just listening to him, the picture appeared in front of Fang Juexia. A child so small, thinks it is very good and pitiful.

"Her boyfriend is French and speaks with a heavy accent." Pei Tingsong can still imitate his mouthful tone, "Who is this little guy?"

"‘ Oh, this is my nephew. ’My mother said." Pei Tingsong smiled, "so at that time, I said hello to the man in French, and then went back to my grandfather."

Fang Juexia could not imagine that a mother could not even admit that her child could do it. He was suddenly angry, and he rarely got angry, "Why should I treat you this way, too much."

The last four words were bitten heavily by him. Pei Tingsong felt a little cute and raised his hand to rub his twisted brow.

Feeling Fang Juexia ’s face was a little cold, Pei Tingsong turned the air conditioner up twice and took his hand, “She explained later, in front of my grandfather. She said she loved this man very much, but he was not too good She likes children, so she does n’t want to cause trouble.

For her, it was just a small lie that was harmless.

"Thinking of it, she hasn't changed."

For her, she is always a tool that can be used to please others at any time.

Fang Juexia raised her head, gently printed a kiss on his chin, and talked to comfort. In fact, Pei Tingsong is not so sad.

"You don't know, she said she missed me when she saw me, and I told her to stop acting, saying I knew you just wanted to take away the legacy my grandfather left me. She said no, baby you misunderstood, he just republished , Will not really take away your things, mother still loves you. "

He learned the tone of his mother, his intimate look, and his intimate words. Then slowly, the expression on Pei Tingsong's face cooled down and gradually became calmer.

"You see, she can lie to lie to achieve her purpose." Pei Tingsong smiled. "People are human beings. The title of parents does not make them great, and it will even tarnish the name in reverse."

Fang Juexia didn't want to see him sad, and stroked his back at once. He didn't know what he should say, as if to say nothing. Pei Tingsong has never felt any fatherly love and maternal love, these things that are not difficult for ordinary children to obtain, he has never owned it for a moment.

He thought that fortunately, Pei Tingsong did not grow up in China, and he did not have to be required to write articles such as "My Father" or "My Mother" in every composition class, or even read it in public.

He even had a picture in front of him. Pei Tingsong held a blank piece of paper in his little hand, only the title, and nothing else.

How did such a small child do it, so naturally accepted the fact that he was not loved by his parents, and in turn comforted him.

Fang Juexia couldn't help tearing away.

The sky outside the window darkened, the rain stopped for a long time, and a hint of red twilight was scattered in the gray sky. Pei Tingsong looked up and felt that the light was similar to the birthmark on Fang Juexia's face.

So he looked down at his lover again, only to find that he was crying again.

"What's wrong? I'm okay, really." Pei Tingsong kissed his birthmark, and his eyes, and his lips were pecked with tears. "I'm not sad at all. So I Going back this time was just a matter of public affairs. I was an adult, and all the inheritance was settled. She could n’t take anything from me. My sister also prevented her from continuing to contact me, threatened her, and harassed me and She, do n’t think about his boyfriend ’s publishing business. ”

"Your sister is very kind to you." Fang Juexia rubbed her eyes and said, "She helps you every time. You have to treat her better in the future."

Pei Tingsong laughed, "You are right, you are right."

"You are very similar, weird, but kind people."

"You have never seen her."

Fang Juexia raised her eyelids, a little bit complaining, "But I know."

"Good, you know. You know everything." Pei Tingsong smiled helplessly, but heard Fang Juexia say to him.

"Pei Tingsong, you look good even when you laugh."

This was the first time that Fang Juexia praised him for being beautiful. Pei Tingsong thought Fang Juexia was cute and wanted to laugh. He also felt strange. Sometimes watching Fang Juexia was like looking at a child, obviously he was so big and bigger than himself. Sometimes, however, he felt that he was also a child in Fang Juexia's eyes, because he always showed a tolerant and petting smile to him.

Without waiting for his response, Fang Juexia once again said, "I love you very much, I will make up for you a lot of love, more than the sum of my parents, OK?"

His voice was too gentle, and the words he spoke were a bit childish. How does love add, subtract, multiply, and divide?

But Pei Tingsong knows that he is sincere, and Fang Juexia is the person who likes to do arithmetic in the world. There must be nothing wrong with his calculations, and there must be more than everyone has accumulated.

"it is good."

Fang Juexia lay in his arms and said that he still wanted to hear about his childhood. Pei Tingsong picked some pleasant talks. For example, he and his grandfather went to the lake to catch rainbow trout. The transferred fish was put into the swimming pool and died. For example, he messed up his sister ’s birthday party and stole her. The first car.

Without saying much, Fang Juexia was so tired that he fell asleep, his breathing was heavy, and his chest fell comfortably. But his hand was still holding Pei Tingsong's clothes, clenched tightly.

Pei Tingsong did not continue to speak, so he looked at Fang Juexia's sleeping face so quietly.

Obviously he didn't get much, but he tried to make up for him.

What a strange person.

After Fang Juexia was completely asleep, Pei Tingsong rose lightly and picked up the phone to leave the room. He went to the living room and made a phone call with his personal bodyguard to confirm the progress of the matter. He was still not at ease and arranged a few others to stare. After the end, he called Cheng Qiang again and told him that he had come back, but had flu, and said that Fang Juexia promised to take care of him. He might not return to the dormitory in the next few days, fearing infection.

Cheng Qiang also rarely rested for a few days without asking too much, only to let him take good care of his illness. Pei Tingsong nodded in response, hung up the phone, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, returned to bed, and fell asleep holding Fang Juexia, his favorite clean.

He could finally fall asleep, and even had a dream.

In the dream, he became short, small, wearing a very expensive but uncomfortable little suit. There are people everywhere in the dream, they are dancing and eating. Familiarity arose, and he returned to the day of my grandfather's birthday.

Pei Tingsong tried to find where his grandfather was, but when he lifted his foot, he saw a beautiful woman calling his name and calling him baby. He was very disgusted, so he ran in the other direction and ran out of the house. It was dark. He ran to the garden full of yellow roses and hid behind the bushes.

This overlaps with his memory.

He remembered that he was hiding in the bushes alone, thinking about the difference between his nephew and his son, until the servant found him and took him back.

There was a noise in the grass. The little Pei Tingsong in the dream was a little alert. He wanted to know whether it was a squirrel or to come to his servant.

But when he looked up, he saw a beautiful child, a little taller than him, wearing the most ordinary clothes, but he looked good, and there was a pink birthmark in the corner of his eyes. He seemed invisible, so he stretched his arms and touched forward, slowly coming to his side step by step.

He couldn't see, but he found Pei Tingsong hiding.

After getting closer, Pei Tingsong discovered that he had plaster cast on his left leg, crutches, and bruises on his arms.

"Are you also wishing my grandfather a happy birthday?" Pei Tingsong asked.

The child shook his head, "I'm here for you."

Pei Tingsong's eyes brightened, "Do you want to be my friend, do you?"

He nodded, "Uh."

"How old are you?" Pei Tingsong said himself, "I am four years old this year."

"Seven years old."

"You are older than me, I have to call your brother." Pei Tingsong said, "You are injured."

He nodded, "I didn't know that I couldn't see, so I fell down. Later the doctor said, I would see nothing when it was dark."

"Then you still come to me." Xiao Pei Ting Song didn't understand, "Your leg is also broken, and it's so dark, come to me."

Who knows, that pretty brother turned to smile at him, "I'm coming."

"I promised you to compensate you."