The bright moon goes up to the tall building

Chapter 30

When the car passed through an alley, Shen Gaolou pointed out: "This is the path I used to take most often when I went to school. There was a crabapple tree planted at the corner over there. I don't know if it is still there. Here It's a big change."

"It's still there," Shen Gaolou's father said, "At that time, the city was planned there and it was almost cut down, but the nearby residents disagreed, and after a collective petition, they stayed."

Fang Mingyue hugged Shen Gaolou and shook: "It's still there."

At this time, the car suddenly turned a corner, and Fang Mingyue swayed uncontrollably to the side, directly pressing on Shen Gaolou's body, as if he was hugging him on purpose.

Looking at Shen Gaolou's ear which was close at hand, Fang Mingyue suppressed the urge to bite it, and cleared her throat: "Sorry."

Shen Gaolou turned his head away, looked out the window, and whispered, "Get out."

Fang Mingyue was about to back away, but suddenly felt something was wrong, he put his hand on Shen Gaolou's chest, and asked softly, "Why is your heart beating so fast?"

Shen Gaolou slapped his hands away, knocked him away, straightened his clothes and said, "I'm a little nervous."

"What's wrong?" Shen Gaolou's father asked.

"I'm going to see my aunt soon, so I'm a little nervous." Shen Gaolou grabbed his clothes and smiled awkwardly.

Fang Mingyue felt sad, but also thought that such a real Shen Gaolou was a little cute. Under that strong temperament, there was actually a lovely soul who could cry and be sad, a little cowardly, but never gave up.

He immediately wanted to rush over and rub him into his arms, but he was afraid that his thoughts would be discovered, and Shen Gaolou would kick him away again.

Just as he was forcing himself to calm down, Shen Gaolou's father said: "Don't worry, your aunt is a very nice person. When I heard that you were coming, she changed shifts and wanted to cook something delicious for you."

"Are there any children with Auntie?"

"Your aunt has no children, and she doesn't want to. We agreed before we got married that we won't have children."

"Dad, I'm sorry, I always thought you would hate me." Shen Gaolou's voice was deep and apologetic.

"Who would hate their own children?"

"But I didn't choose to stay by your side."

"Then I won't hate you because of it. Although I was really sad for a while, I respect your choice."

Shen Gaolou tilted his head against the car window, and the sunlight slanted on him through the glass.

Fang Mingyue felt that something heavy had disappeared from Shen Gaolou's thin body.

"Are you still working now?"

Shen Gaolou nodded: "Yes."

"Isn't the money I call you every year not enough?"

"I, it's useless, I'm sorry to take your money again, but I will use it in the future." Shen Gaolou straightened up: "I was thinking about turning down some work."

"How is your mother?"

"Her," Shen Gaolou pursed his lower lips, took a deep breath and said, "Actually, there is something I haven't told you."

"What?" Shen Gaolou's father looked over solemnly.

"My stepfather kicked me out and now they have a baby."

"Then where do you live now? Why don't you tell me about such a big matter?"

"It's easy to find a place to live, and my friends will help."

"Do you want to come back to study?"

Fang Mingyue turned her head to look at Shen Gaolou, who raised his hand and pushed his face back, saying: "Everything is going well now, I think maintaining the status quo is the best choice."

"That's right, my thoughts are a bit selfish," Shen Gaolou's father said, and sighed: "Your mother will never understand who is the one who really treats her well."

"It's over anyway, and I won't look back," Shen Gaolou said, "No matter what happens in the future, she has to bear it by herself."

The few people had nothing to say all the way, and when they got home, they chatted while eating, and they chatted until it was dark before clearing away the dishes.

Shen Gaolou helped wash the dishes and returned to the bedroom.

Fang Mingyue was sitting on the bed looking through the photo album, when she saw him coming in, she immediately hooked her fingers together: "Shen Gaolou, you were too cute when you were young."

Shen Gaolou sat beside him, looked at the photo album with him for a while, and said, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Fang Mingyue closed the photo album and said with a smile: "You are father and son, and you will have to talk about it sooner or later, but this matter came earlier."

Shen Gaolou lay back on the bed with his arms outstretched, his gaze scanned the entire bedroom, and said: "Nothing has changed here, my dad has indeed been waiting for me to come back."

"It would be great if you knew earlier." Fang Mingyue lay beside him, shaking her head while talking.

"Are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Yeah, if you had known earlier, you wouldn't have indulged in carnal pleasures because of lack of love." Fang Mingyue flipped the bangs on the forehead of the sunken tall building: "In that case, you might be so innocent now."

Shen Gaolou opened his mouth slightly, and stared at him in a daze.

Fang Mingyue's heart skipped a beat, fearing that this person would have guessed the voice of his words, she quickly patted that plump forehead mercilessly, and said in disguise: "Of course it's not bad now, sex is nothing Big deal."

Shen Gaolou hissed, covered his head, and kicked him on the leg: "You are getting more and more presumptuous now."

"Of course," Fang Mingyue leaned into his ear and said with a smile, "Because you are a little slave now."

Shen Gaolou squinted at him, turned over angrily, and turned his back completely to him.

"Hey," Fang Mingyue kicked his buttocks twice, and said lazily, "Squeeze my waist."

"Why did I provoke such a plague god like you?" Shen Gaolou got up from the bed, knelt beside him, and began to massage his waist.

Just when Fang Mingyue was about to fall asleep comfortably, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

He took out his mobile phone, squinted his eyes and found that the call was from Riemann.

He frowned unobtrusively, reached out his hand to stop Shen Gaolou's movement, climbed out of bed, walked to the desk in a corner of the room and sat down, pressed the answer button: "Sister Man."

"Mingyue, I have invited some friends to play in the water tomorrow, do you want to go?"

"But I'm out of town now, and I won't be able to go back until tomorrow afternoon."

"Are you going to class after this?"

Suddenly there was a smell of smoke from the side, Fang Mingyue turned her head to look over, and saw Shen Gaolou leaning against the window with a burning cigarette between her fingers.

He covered the microphone and asked, "Aren't you afraid that your dad will scold you after smelling the smoke?"

Shen Gaolou showed him a lazy smile: "I will say that you smoked it then."

"Shameless," Fang Mingyue took down her hand and said to Riemann, "I guess I won't be free until the winter vacation."

Riemann sighed: "What about Saturday and Sunday?"

"High school students don't have Saturdays and Sundays."

"Then what's the relationship between you and me now, eh? Do you want to have a relationship?"

Fang Mingyue smiled, he took a look at Shen Gaolou, and said: "If you are willing to guard yourself like a jade for me for three months, then let's talk about it."

"Fuck," Riemann cursed, "You are so dishonest."

"Who told you I was honest?"

Riemann laughed: "I thought you were honest at first, but I heard something about you today. It seems that I also misjudged my eyes. How can a person like you be honest?"

"Who told you that?" Fang Mingyue was a little helpless, the past that he thought he had thrown away had resurfaced, and the things he had worked so hard to suppress also resurfaced, affecting him more and more.

He became more and more aware that the old Fang Mingyue had returned, overlapping with the present him a little bit.

Because, Fang Mingyue, who has always been used to resignation, will not skip class, will not smoke, will not want to fuck a man, will not fight back against people like Chi Baizhou, and will not treat Shen Gaolou in his own way. Treat him as a person, let alone have a dialogue with Riemann at this moment.

"The guitarist of another band told me that he used to be from your school, two years older than you."

"You have such a deep impression on me, could it be that you were beaten by me?"

"Maybe," Riemann said with a smile, "how do you count as a jade? If I finish dating other people tomorrow, do I have to start counting the time from the day after tomorrow? And if I can't help but sleep with other people in the middle, I also I can lie to you and say that I didn't sleep, so your rule is useless!"

Fang Mingyue smiled for a long time: "Yes, it all depends on self-awareness."