Chapter 80

Yang Yunran didn’t think much at first, but after hearing Jiang Yi’s words, his face turned red, indicating he had indeed considered it seriously. Especially since Jiang Yi’s expression remained cold, with dark eyes and brows, showing no signs of teasing.

The feeling of seeing but not being able to touch made him very uncomfortable, clouding his mind.

Yang Yunran took a few seconds to think. What was the likelihood of sneaking out without being noticed now? Would Xu Xing see him? How would he explain himself…

Or maybe he could pretend to be delivering a package!

“Wait for me, I’ll be right over,” Yang Yunran stood up from his crouched position. Jiang Yi had already turned on the water in the bathroom. The camera was originally pointed at the ceiling, but when Jiang Yi heard his voice, he reached for his phone with wet hands, revealing his damp black hair and upper body. “You’re coming now? Are your parents asleep?”

“They should be back in their rooms. I’ll come quietly…”

Jiang Yi turned off the water. “Then I’ll come get you.”

“How long will it take for you to come and get me? You’re wasting my time.” Yang Yunran took out his phone. “I’ll just call a ride-hailing service, should take about half an hour.”

Yang Yunran was still remarkably proactive.

After saying that, Yang Yunran quickly changed out of his clothes, put on a down jacket, and even took over the hourly work he was supposed to do, covering his ears and stealing the bell, carrying the garbage and opening the door to the room.

His room was on the ground floor, while Xu Xing and Yang Wanyu lived on the duplex’s second floor.

Yang Yunran pushed open the door and looked inside. Heh, it seemed like they weren’t there. The lights were off too. He treaded lightly, stealthily using his phone as a light to make his way toward the door.

Xu Xing, who had just finished smoking on the balcony, pulled open the door. When he turned on the light, he saw his son standing there with a black plastic bag and wearing a long black down jacket, hunched over.

Xu Xing: “…”

Yang Yunran froze in place.

Xu Xing flicked away his cigarette and figured out the situation. He asked, “Where are you going?”

Yang Yunran’s eyes darted around. “I… taking out the trash.”

“Just leave it, someone will come to clean tomorrow,” Xu Xing suggested.

“Oh…” Yang Yunran stood there, looking conflicted.

Xu Xing asked, “Going out to have fun?”

Yang Yunran lied, “Thinking of… watching a movie.”

“With your boyfriend?” Xu Xing inquired.

“Yeah…” Yang Yunran lowered his head. Despite not spending much time together, Xu Xing’s demeanor as a father figure made him compliant.

Xu Xing sighed. “I’m not a traditional parent. Where are you going? I can have the driver take you. I gave you the afternoon off earlier; don’t we have a driver at home?”

Yang Yunran looked down at his shoes. “I know, but I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Xu Xing started making a phone call and quickly arranged things. “The driver is in the basement. Do you know the license plate number? I’ll take you down.”

“Okay…”

Xu Xing escorted him downstairs, helped him into the car, and before leaving, asked him, “Are you coming back tonight?”

“Dad, you’re not going to wait for me, are you…?” Yang Yunran was somewhat nervous. “I’m not a kid anymore.”

“I’m not a traditional parent,” Xu Xing reiterated, glancing at him and adding, “After the movie, you have an hour for dating. Can you be home by half past twelve? It’s not good for your health to sleep too late.”

“…Dad, I’m an adult,” Yang Yunran responded.

Xu Xing saw through him again. “You’re not coming back tonight, right? With your boyfriend…” He fell silent, seeming to think for a moment, furrowing his brows. After a while, he said, “Forget it, go have fun. Stay safe. Send a message when you get there to let me know you’re safe.”

Yang Yunran nodded and thanked his dad. He promptly had the driver take him to a movie theater near Jiang Yi’s house, pretending to go watch a movie while actually running towards Jiang Yi’s house through the mall.

Jiang Yi called and found out he was nearby, so he changed clothes and went downstairs to pick him up.

“Why are you running so fast?” Jiang Yi caught him. Yang Yunran was panting deliberately, saying, “Because my dad wants me home by half past twelve. If I don’t hurry up and eat, I’ll have to rush back halfway.”

“Half past twelve? There’s still curfew,” Jiang Yi looked at his watch, feeling it unnecessary. “Let’s watch a movie. Afterward, I’ll take you home.”

Yang Yunran looked up. “You want to watch a movie again? Didn’t you ask me to come over…?”

“I didn’t know your dad was so strict, and you’re obedient,” Jiang Yi said. “After the movie, you’ll be tired and won’t be able to move. Going home again would be too hard.”

He stretched his arm around Yang Yunran’s shoulder and led him home, without caring if neighbors saw. After all, he was young, and neighbors might mistakenly think he was single and try to set him up.

Initially, Jiang Yi worried about gossip, but Yang Yunran seemed unfazed, so he didn’t mind. Whatever their relationship was, Jiang Yi didn’t hide it.

On the way, they met an old professor who smiled and asked, “Professor Jiang, is your younger brother here again?”

This time, Jiang Yi said, “Yes, he’s my partner.”

The old professor looked surprised, glanced at Yang Yunran, and didn’t say anything.

After the professor left, Yang Yunran asked quietly in the elevator, “We still have two years here. Are you okay with being out like this?”

Jiang Yi glanced down and asked back, “Will you still be a star in the future? Are you afraid of being in a relationship with me like this?”

After a pause, Yang Yunran replied, “I’m not afraid. I’m a singer, but not that kind of singer. No one will know who I am, and they won’t gossip about my private life. There are many homosexuals in the industry, and I haven’t seen anyone being discussed publicly. So… I’m not afraid either. As long as it doesn’t affect your work, I don’t mind people knowing about us being together. Shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Yang Yunran looked up.

“No problem.”

They reached their floor, walked out, and changed their shoes at home.

Jiang Yi drew the curtains.

Yang Yunran was calm. “I thought we were watching a movie. Why are you closing the curtains?”

“The distance between buildings is narrow, and privacy is poor,” Jiang Yi said, turning on the TV, not a projector but a traditional 65-inch Haier television, standard for the whole building.

Jiang Yi asked what he wanted to watch. Yang Yunran casually picked a newly released film. He hadn’t told Jiang Yi yet that he didn’t need to go home by half past twelve, having already agreed with his father to stay out tonight. He just wanted to see how patient Jiang Yi could be, and he could indeed say something like “Let’s watch a movie”.

Yang Yunran chose a domestic fantasy film, the movie was boring enough, Yang Yunran took off his down jacket and nestled in his arms, Jiang Yi’s arms were very warm, and he only wore a pair of short-sleeved loungewear in the heated room.

He stroked Jiang Yi’s hand along the muscles of his forearm, and pulled Jiang Yi’s neckline down, in short, it was a whole dishonesty; poke it here, touch it there. When he went in from the hem to touch his abdominal muscles, Jiang Yi held his hand.

Jiang Yi’s breathing rate changed, his body was obviously tense, he lowered his head and approached, and he was about to kiss him: “You are a good child who has a curfew at home at night.” Are you going to make my impression worse with your dad? ”

Yang Yunran also approached him, his soft lips were pasted, and his voice became blurred: “I don’t care if I want to kiss, the movie is so ugly……”

Jiang Yi began to kiss him, holding his waist with one hand, and holding Yang Yuran to sit on his body.

But Jiang Yi still kissed very restrainedly, without force, gently sucking the tip of Yang Yunran’s pink tongue that stretched out to ask for it, not too much to hold his lips, but just hooking the tip of the tongue, and then entered into stirring and entanglement.

Jiang Yi also considered sending him back later, so that he could not leave obvious traces, but Yang Yunran was much more engaged, his emotions were very fast, and his eyes were uncontrollably sour and watery. Wheezing and asking him, “Can my brother give it to me?” ”

Jiang Yi stroked his hair, trying to solve it with his hands as before, wrapping his hands together. But Yang Yunran had already gotten up from his lap, kneeling on the ground, rubbing his face through his pajama pants.

Jiang Yi raised his head urgently, his breathing was messy, and he pushed his face away: “You’re not going home?” ”

Yang Yunran: “You can’t go back, my dad knows that I won’t go back at night, so tell him okay……”

Jiang Yi lowered his head again, and his voice was very deep: “So you were lying to me just now?” ”

“Yes…… Yang Yunran said sorry without any guilt, blushing, “I’m so guilty, I must atone for my sins, you can’t stop me.” Not…… you’ve just taken a shower, and you smell good. ”

It was the smell of shower gel that Yang Yunran was accustomed to, mixed with Jiang Yi’s hormonal body odor.

Of course, this is more difficult, because no one can take a bite of corn, and can only lick the kernels in small bites.

　　……

Jiang Yi finished changing the sheets, and it had already exceeded Yang Yunran’s access time.

The movie had already ended, Jiang Yi turned off the TV and lights, turned over to the .bed, and took Yang Yuran into his arms to sleep.

Yang Yunran was sleepy and wanted to sleep, especially in winter, he was close to a hug, he wanted to sleep on Jiang Yi’s shoulders and chest; he wanted to kiss him at night, and he wanted to listen to “I love you.”.

“I’ve already said it once.” Jiang also said.

Yang Yunran: “Then can I be greedy and listen to it again?” Isn’t your face too valuable, just say it once a day? Where is the mouth sealed? ”

“It’s not worth anything if you talk too much.” Jiang Yi thinks that he loves it very much, but it is too obvious when he always hangs on his lips, and good words are rare to hear, and when they become commonplace, they may not be so good. This is Jiang Yi’s idea. But the baby loves to listen, and if he doesn’t say it, he won’t sleep like an arch in his arms.

Jiang Yi rubbed his hair and whispered a word of love to him in his ear, Yang Yunran was super satisfied, and he was comfortable after listening to it.

“Go to sleep.” Jiang Yi also turned off the night light, hugged him in the bed, and his heart was so soft that his heart was a mess. It’s just because of love.

He also had to go to work the next day, so he made breakfast for Yang Yunran, put it in the pot, and went out. Yang Yuran didn’t go back during the day the next day, and Xu Xing called at night, so he went home to accompany Yang Wanyu.

He was wearing a high-necked sweater, still very decent, and said that he had been out all night playing script killing.

A week later, on a Saturday when everyone was free, the two families finally had time to have a meal together, at a large round table, with Chen Fangru, who was dressed in a foreign style, Yang Liming, an entrepreneur with a simple appearance, and his son Zhao Youmo.

Yang Yunran’s side is his mother, who doesn’t wear jewelry, and his father, who wears millions of watches.

Xu Xing shook hands with Yang Liming: “Hello, I am Yu Ran’s father.” Xu Xing. ”

Yang Liming will …… for a while It was also a little difficult to accept, he looked at his son Yang Yunran.

Yang Yunran didn’t know whether to call his father in this kind of scene, it might make Xu Xing unhappy, but ……

First, Yang Yunran was raised by them until he was three years old, and the car accident at the age of three made him travel through different times and spaces, but the grace of parenting was not fake.

Yang Yunran can still remember that in his dream, Yang Liming didn’t go home often because he was busy with work, but every time he came back, he would hug him and lift him very high. Because he was obedient and well-behaved before he was three years old, he never satisfied his parents, and Yang Liming never murdered him in his memory.

At that time, Yang Liming’s hair was still very thick, twice as thin as now.

Yang Yunran couldn’t be too cold, and he didn’t care what Zhao Youmo thought, he called Yang Liming: “Dad.” ”

Xu Xing glanced at him.

Yang Yunran pulled his sleeve: “Dad, sit down.” ”