Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 108

The family group was still beeping continuously, and some relatives who were not present today hadn't seen Song Yan yet, and started talking about him.

Someone even sent a red envelope to him directly, saying that he couldn't be there today, and asked him to hand it over to Song Yan.

Someone started the conversation, and the other elders, who liked to throw red envelopes at people, were not to be outdone, and the family group immediately rained red envelopes.

Song Yan raised his face from the palm of his hand, looked at the red phone screen, and was stunned for a moment.

Lin Litian's family is too tolerant of his liking for the same sex.

Lin Litian was not embarrassed, and accepted all of them. Looking at Song Yan's expression, he could guess what he was thinking, "I came out of the closet with my family when I was in college. My parents knew about it from the beginning, and no one else knew about it. .”

As he spoke, he rubbed his head, tapped the voice button in the chat box, and coaxed, "Hey, talk to them."

Song Yan looked over and found that everyone in the group was asking how Lin Litian treated him and whether he was bullying him.

He was still sitting on Lin Litian's lap, silently looking at Lin Litian.

Lin Litian motioned him to speak quickly with his eyes, he took a light breath, sat upright unconsciously, and said a little cautiously: "No, he is very good to me."

Also thank you one by one.

Lin Litian didn't continue to look at the dialog boxes that popped up in the group at a rate of one per second, threw the phone back on the bed, and continued the topic just now.

"My father is a wife slave, and he is very tough. On the surface, he scolded me and wanted to whip me with a stick. In fact, it all depends on my mother's attitude."

And although his mother looks strong, she is very stable in major matters.

"She neither scolded me nor hit me. She dragged me and chatted for a whole day." Lin Litian circled Song Yan's wrist with his fingers. Song Yan's wrist was very slender with a small frame, so it was more than enough to wrap it around, leaving a small gap. "She asked me if I had someone I liked in college, and I said no."

But he felt that it was better to talk about it sooner rather than later. If his parents resisted too much, he would have to fight a tough battle, so that he wouldn't just bring him home and make the two elders angry.

And if he meets someone in the future who he likes so much that he can take him home, he has to pave the way for that person first.

Lin Litian's family affairs were Song Yan's blind spot, and he listened very carefully.

"After the chat, my mother didn't say anything, and never mentioned that matter again. I don't know what she meant." Lin Litian smiled when he said this, "Two years ago, there was a mid-autumn festival, uncle He brought a girl back and said she was the daughter of a comrade-in-arms, she was the same age as me, and she wanted to introduce me to him and make us a match."

"It was like this back then, everyone was there, I told my uncle directly that I like men, and then I apologized to that girl."

Afterwards, his father came to him and said that he had not handled the matter properly, and that he should not let the uncle and the girl down in public.

In fact, that girl broke into his room in private, at a different time from the same space as now, and told Lin Litian that she fell in love with him at first sight, and the two of them could try it out.

Even if he told that girl about his sexual orientation, that girl just took it as an excuse for him to evade, saying that she wanted to chase him, if a woman chased a man, she would agree to be with her if she chased Lin Litian.

That's why he announced his sexual orientation in front of his elders.

Anyway, he doesn't care what others think of him, the big deal is to move around less during the holidays.

Lin Litian saw that he was so engrossed in what he was listening to, and thought to stop there, but couldn't help but continue, "At that time, there was also a relative who lived far away, who had little contact with our family, and I don't even remember what I should call him. What's the matter, they said that I was sick and needed to be cured. The scolding was quite ugly, and my mother couldn't help it. She said, they don't need to understand this, but they can't tell his son what to do. Didn't you see , my mother's face is darker than black coal, so many people were taken aback for a while, and I never saw that relative again."

Uncle is a very conservative person, he thinks this is not an honorable thing, because he didn't know the situation beforehand, that forced Lin Litian to come out in front of everyone, this elder is nothing, so it is not easy to express any opinions.

The oldest and most rigid uncle accepted it, so the others wouldn't say anything, not to mention, they didn't have such a hard time accepting it.

Song Yan listened in silence, thinking that Lin Litian's family and relatives are easy to get along with, and they are the ones who really care about Lin Litian.

The two talked for a long time, most of the time Lin Litian was talking about his past, and Song Yan was listening.

The villa retains many traces of Lin Litian's life since he moved from junior high school to the present. Song Yan is not bored, and when he hears something interesting, he will ask Lin Litian to talk more.

Lin Litian's bedside has a wooden shelf for photo frames, and he will show Song Yan the photos of that time whenever he talks.

Song Yan picked up one of the photo frames. On the photo was Lin Litian in high school. Lin Litian went over to look at it together, "This was taken by Lao Chen for me on the day I took the graduation photo of No. [-] Middle School."

Song Yan could tell, because he went back that day and took a group photo of himself and Lin Litian under the shade of a tree that wasn't really a group photo.

Speaking of which...

"correct."

Lin Litian got up and took out a set of clothes from the cloakroom, and handed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan put down the photo frame, took the clothes and shook them off. He noticed that the school badge of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School was embroidered on the chest pocket of the jacket. It was the school uniform of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School. He asked in surprise, "You still have it?"

"I finally found it from the bottom of the cabinet, and I thought I lost it." To live up to him just now, he rummaged through the cabinet, "Do you want to try it?"

Song Yan was taken aback, "Try it?"

"Yes, try it." Lin Litian pushed him by the shoulders and pushed him to the bathroom to change clothes.

The two met in high school, but in his memory, there was never a picture of Song Yan wearing a school uniform.

He was tall and tall in high school, and this school uniform might not fit him well, but it was just right for Song Yan.

When Song Yan came out of the bathroom, he just saw Lin Litian coming out of the cloakroom.

He found that Lin Litian was wearing the exact same school uniform, stopped in place, and asked blankly, "Why do you still have one?"

Lin Litian's school uniform was brand new, and the fabric still had creases that had just been unfolded.

Lin Litian smiled mysteriously, "I won't tell you."

In fact, the day after he read the secrets in Song Yan's box that night, he approached Lao Chen and asked if he could order a new school uniform for him.

He wanted to make up for Song Yan a "graduation photo" of only two of them.

But Song Yan obviously gave him a bigger surprise.

Lin Litian stared at him dryly.

Song Yan's face matched the school uniform without any sense of disobedience, with the same thin shoulders as a boy, and a pure and clean appearance.

The pure white school uniform shirt is a bit transparent, Song Yan's waist is very thin, and there is a faint temptation hidden in the fabric, which is something that young people don't have.

This kind of innocence and temptation are mixed together, it's really... terrible.

It should be shredded.

Lin Litian blinked lightly and interrupted his thoughts. He was afraid that if he continued thinking like this, the two of them would have to stay in the villa overnight.

He embraced Song Yan, took out his phone, turned on the front camera and took a selfie of the two of them.

Song Yan didn't even have a good expression, but he was pulled under the camera, with a dull expression on his face, no matter how cute he looked.

Lin Litian lowered his head and looked at the photos he took just now, and couldn't hold back, he grabbed Song Yan's shoulder sideways, and kissed him with a smile in his eyes, "Why are you so cute?"

No one in this life has ever said that Song Yan is cute. He was caught off guard, his heart skipped a beat, and he was so ashamed that he didn't know what expression to put on, "Don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted.

The cousin who just passed by caught a glimpse of two people in the house taking pictures from the yard outside the window, and leaned on the glass window and shouted, "What's so fun about taking pictures with a mobile phone, I'm learning photography recently, I'll take pictures for you."

The little girl at this age was lively and active, with her high ponytail swinging higher than the swing outside, and her round almond eyes staring at the two people in the room.

Lin Litian raised his eyebrows and refused to accept her. He opened the glass door close to the yard and leaned against the door frame with folded arms, "You were still learning to draw half a year ago, why did you start learning photography again?"

The cousin who was watering the flowers not far away heard her, sneered, and exposed her mercilessly, "Huahua has persisted for less than half a month, and it's not like you don't know her, and everything you do takes three minutes."

The cousin retorted angrily, "What, what is 3 minutes of popularity, I just want to develop more hobbies!"

After speaking, he ran back to the living room, and within 2 minutes, he came back with a Polaroid in his hand.

Lin Litian laughed angrily, "You learn photography with Polaroid?"

The cousin quibbled, "The SLR is too heavy, who would carry it with you, it would be nice to have a Polaroid."

She directed the two of them to stand under the tree. Although the two of them were only wearing school uniforms, the sun was warm today and the air was very warm, so they didn't feel cold.

The cousin who was watering the flowers put down her work and ran over to join in the fun, "School uniform... what kind of strange play is this?"

Lin Litian interrupted her with a light cough, fearing that she would bring up the messy yellow waste in his head again.

"Stand closer." The cousin looked at the viewfinder with her eyes, and directed her gestures, "Brother Song Yan, smile more happily."

This is really embarrassing for Song Yan.

He rubbed his face, which was almost stiff from laughing, and didn't know what kind of grin should be.

"Do I have to show you eight more teeth?" Lin Litian squinted his eyes, "Quick shot."

The cousin murmured a few words, not daring to confront him, she bit the viewfinder and counted down to three.

Lin Litian approached the person next to him, with his wrists on his shoulders, and his head tilted slightly in his direction, with a youthful spirit and intimacy.

He suppressed his voice, and every word was mixed with the wind and the rustling of leaves, becoming indistinct.

He said, Song Yan, you really won.

Song Yan knew what he was talking about in an instant.

In the first world, in the master bedroom of Yuanchen's apartment, behind a photo, Song Yan saw a sentence written by Yuanchen when he was a teenager.

——Secret love probably means, the moment I fell in love with you, I knew I would lose.

He picked up his pen and wrote another sentence below this sentence.

——But I also feel that even if you rarely win, you sometimes do.

It turned out that Lin Litian knew, he saw it.

The cousin counted down to the last number and pressed the shutter.

Song Yan pinched the hem of the school uniform with his fingers, in a trance, as if returning to his own appearance.

Even in winter, he could still feel the heat of the hot summer sun. He hid behind a tree and secretly photographed the young man in the distance. The young man came and caught the despicable sneak photographer, but he did not criticize him, but said with a smile:

"Do you want to shoot together?"

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The author has something to say:

The source of the two sentences in the first world is written in the Zuohua in Chapter 26, so I won’t write them here.